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Sweet Catherine Really Likes Men

By: coolomon



It came down to just the three couples and one guy who's wife was called away at the last minute on business. Luke and Sarah were both in their late thirties. They had their three children staying with grandparents for the week. Tom and Barbra were mid forties. Their children were grown and at home alone. Len was pushing forty and Catherine was the youngest of the group. They had a toddler and a baby at home with the nanny. Howard was the guy who'd be sleeping alone. He was mid fifties, and was of the opinion that his much younger wife was having an affair with the senior partner who had called her away. Although he wasn't too concerned since he'd had plenty of affairs himself over the years and five marriages.

"I guess I'll take this smaller room," Howard suggested. The others were all checking the place out, haggling over who would be sleeping where. It had been advertised as a cabin but it was more of a lodge, with a huge open living area and a staircase leading up to the bedrooms and bathrooms. All bedrooms had balconies overlooking the lake and in front of the house was a pool.

"Hey Len! Is this what you call roughing it?" Luke called out, raising a bit of a laugh. 

Len and Catherine had been to the lake 18 months earlier and stayed at a guest house not far away. Len had been the one to suggest the destination for a bit of a getaway.

"Well we're going to catch our own fish aren't we?" Len shot back. "That's almost like hunting for food... Plus it's a fair way across to the village and that boat hasn't got a motor." 

There was a rowboat tied to a small jetty. Tom shook his head. "Fuck that I'm driving to town."

Each of the men were on their own balcony. Len said, "no -- we all agreed, no cars while we're here. So it's row or walk buddy!"

"Or there's a take-out menu on the fridge," Luke suggested. "Anything you want delivered in thirty minutes..."

Down in the kitchen the women had begun unpacking the food and trashing the missing member of the group. "That little slut," Barbra was saying. "She wouldn't have been game to let on that she wasn't coming earlier but I'll bet she had this planned all along..."

It was the first chance the three women had to talk without any of the men around since they left home early that morning, which was the first they knew about Lola's sudden 'business trip'.

"Although I wouldn't mind a weekend at the Hyatt with Jason Worth," Sarah suggested thoughtfully.

"Oh really?" Barbra enquired. "Fancy a romp with a well built black man would you?"

"Umm... Yes!.. Well built and well... endowed, no doubt."

Barbra turned upon Catherine. "What about you sweetheart, have you ever been with a black man?"

Catherine blushed. "Uh huh... I've been with a few."

Both of the older women stopped what they were doing and turned. "A few?" Barbra pressed. Obviously wanting more information.

"Yes... Four actually," Catherine confessed. "Two at college and the other two more recently."

"More recently?" Sarah asked, her mouth hanging open. "How recently exactly?"

Catherine shrugged innocently. "Umm... more recently than my wedding."

"Oh my god. Slut!" Barbra giggled. Sarah was completely gob smacked.

The men were coming down the stairs. "I want to know everything," Barbra said to Catherine. "Later, when we get rid of these guys, you're going to talk!"

It had been a long day driving and dinner that night came from the takeout menu on the fridge. That was followed by lots of beers and wine. All three women were well and truly relaxed when they were left alone and finally had a chance to continue their talk. The men had gone down to the lake and were sitting on the jetty chatting. 

"So..." Barbra started, confronting Catherine. "You were saying something about two black lovers since your wedding day..."

"Well, what can I say? It didn't matter to me that they were black... There've been some white men as well of course."

"As well? How many?" Sarah asked, pulling her chair around.

"Oh I don't know... A few!"

"Like, who?" Barbra pressed excitedly. "Anyone we know?"

"No. It's usually when we go away. There's no one from where we live now."

"When you go away with Len?" Sarah asked, whispering a bit and looking back over her shoulder, but the men were well out of earshot. "What, do you leave him sleeping in the hotel and..?"

Catherine giggled. "No! Of course not..."

"Well what then? He knows about it?"

"Uh huh... He used to -- well not make me do it -- but he certainly encouraged the other men and offered me to them."

"Oh my god. What an asshole!" Barbra declared.

"No he's not," Catherine argued though. "I could have said no anytime... but I didn't"

Sarah was fidgeting in her seat. "So, you'd go away together and he'd pick out some guy and invite him back to your room..?"

"Yeah, sort of... One time it was with the neighbour and another time we broke down at this farm and there were some men there... Another time we went camping at a beach and there was this old English guy at first and then there were a few others as well during the week we were there."

"So, when was the last time?" Barbra asked. "I guess as long as you're willing..."

"I think it's hot," Sarah enthused. "God I wish Luke would share me around like that."

Barbra gave Sarah a little look and smile.

"I mean with other men," Sarah added with a giggle and a playful push with her foot.

Catherine picked up the subtle hint immediately. "You mean you two..?" she asked.

"Well, sometimes when the boys aren't around," Barbra confessed. "But I agree, it would be interesting to be shared with another man... What about Howard? He's going to be all alone for the weekend now that the little slut isn't here."

"Do you think we could get the boys to do something?" Sarah asked quite seriously. "I actually think Luke would go along with it. And I know Howard would."

"As long as they thought it was their idea," Barbra laughed. "I know Tom would jump at the chance to get it on with you Catherine."

Catherine blushed.

"Sorry love but it's true. He can't keep his eyes off you if you haven't noticed."

"Why don't we suggest something to the men tonight and see if they come up with any ideas," Sarah suggested. She was motivated. "I think if we let each of them know that we girls are all okay with the idea they won't be able to resist... What do you think... Catherine? Are you okay with the idea?"

"I guess, but I'm more interested in what you girls have been up to... What's that like?"

Barbra smiled. "Well an orgy's an orgy... We girls are bound to experience some contact." 

She touched Catherine's arm as she spoke and Catherine's reaction wasn't all together positive. Sarah was actually the more appealing of the two women if it came to experimenting. Catherine imagined them together and in that she could see Barbra as the dominant, butch, lover and Sarah as the submissive, more feminine type. 

"So have you been with any older men Catherine?" Sarah had claimed Catherine's hands as she spoke. She was leaning forward, hushed but excited.

"Uh huh... Some of them have been quite a bit older."

"Really? How old?"

"I don't know... Mostly in their fifties but some a little bit older I guess...Len really likes watching me with older men, and I like being able to please them."

"To please who -- Len or the other men?"

"Well, both!" Sarah was touching Catherine's thigh, pressing a little with her warm fingers. Catherine's heart was racing. "I like the feel of the other man when he's getting excited -- when he's in me, or in my mouth -- and I like watching Len."

Catherine gathered a breath. The other two women did too. The men were right there and sometimes looking over. 

"Let's go inside," Barbra said, standing and taking Sarah's hand.

Sarah took Catherine's hand and led her along. Catherine was giddy from too much wine and her legs were weak. Once in the kitchen Barbra took Sarah in her arms and kissed her. Catherine watched.

"Do you want to try it?" Barbra asked, turning Sarah around to face Catherine.

Catherine shrugged. She felt herself blushing.

"Go on," Barbra whispered to Sarah and she released her forward.

Catherine was unsure. "But what if one of the men come in?"

"They'll love it," Barbra answered. "Just relax..."

Sarah stepped close and touched Catherine's hair, moving it from her face as she leant in and kissed her cheek. Catherine was backed against the sink. She opened her lips a little as the other woman kissed her mouth. It was a soft kiss and it felt nice. She opened her lips again as Sarah's tongue extended a little, which felt sort of strange.

Sarah was then pulled around and Barbra kissed her again. She also felt her breast, gently fondling it and pinching the nipple.

Catherine was trapped in a corner with the two women leaning quite close. She felt the need to move away and as Barbra's hand moved to her side and started lifting towards her breast she wriggled and pushed clear. "Don't..." she said shyly. "I don't think I want to..."

Out on the jetty Luke looked around and noticed the girls had vanished. He kept his voice low anyway... "So, we could try to get them to do a bit of skinny dipping at least... I reckon Sarah would be in it."

"Yeah, that'd be sweet," Tom added, also looking back over his shoulder to make sure he couldn't be heard by his wife. "What about Catherine, Len? Do you reckon she'd do it?"

"Yeah. She's more open minded that you might think," Len answered. Then he downed the last of his beer.

"How so?" Tom pressed. The other two men had shut up and turned with interest.

"Just that we've done stuff before," Len added coolly. "You know -- played around and that..."

"What, with other couples..? Swinging?" Howard asked. "I've always wanted to try that."

"Well, not really with couples. Just with other guys," Len explained, twisting the cap off another beer.

"No fucking way!" Luke demanded, again checking over his shoulder. "Are you fucking serious?"

"No, he's shitting us," Tom laughed. "Look at him... Lying asshole!"

"Yeah, you're full of fucking shit," Luke laughed, just about pushing Len off the jetty with a playful shove.

Len ended up with beer everywhere and sat wiping it from his legs while they continued laughing at him and going on about how to get the women naked... A game of strip was mentioned and the fact that the pool area was secluded meant that there would possibly be some topless sunbathing at least.

"Although, I seriously doubt Barbra would actually be in anything," Tom declared, lowering his voice due to the return of the girls.

They had fresh glasses of wine and settled back in their deck chairs. Sarah was a little hot and bothered after all the kissing. "So are we going to say anything to the boys tonight..? See if they want to play?"

Catherine couldn't get the thought of being kissed, or worse, by butch Barbra out of her mind. She didn't want to hurt Sarah's feelings but...

"No. There's no way I'm going to be used by a bunch of men," Barbra declared, scowling. "Sorry love, but you're on your own with that."

Catherine was the first to head up for a shower and bed. Len came in a few hours later and woke her when he got in beside her. She lay for a while staring at the ceiling then decided she was thirsty and set off in the dark trying to tread as lightly as possible on the bare squeaky floor boards. There was no sound in the house so she assumed everyone was sleeping but in the kitchen she found Sarah standing by the light of the open fridge drinking water.

"Are you thirsty too?" Sarah asked. "I think I drank too much wine."

"Yes. Me too." Catherine collected a glass and Sarah filled it.

Sarah spoke warmly. "I'm sorry about earlier... I hope I didn't embarrass you."

"No. I didn't mind... Actually it was nice," Catherine said. "It's just that Barbra's a bit intimidating, and I didn't want her to... you know..."

"To kiss you?" Sarah uttered, swaying close and touching Catherine's hair.

"Uh huh... I was a bit scared of her."

"I know... She's kind of pushy but I don't mind that... Except it was nice to be the aggressive one for a change."

Both women were in satin. Catherine had on short pyjamas and Sarah was wearing a chemise. They were of similar build, with Catherine just a few pounds lighter, and both had c-cup breasts. Their nipples were firm and pressed against one another as Sarah leant close and kissed Catherine again.

Catherine felt the soft warmth of the other woman's breasts. She opened her mouth to accept her tongue as their bellies pressed together and she could feel Sarah's pubic hair through the silky fabric. They were exactly the same height and it was gently pressing against her own.

Catherine continued to return the softly passionate kisses as her pyjama top was being unbuttoned. She allowed the other woman to open it and expose her breasts. Then she was being kissed again as soft fingers were fondling her nipples.

"Is this okay?" Sarah whispered into Catherine's ear.

"I don't know... It feels strange," Catherine uttered.

Her top had slipped from her shoulders and hung from her elbows as she braced back against the sink. Sarah lifted her chemise and slipped it off.

"What if someone comes?" Catherine whispered excitedly.

Sarah just smiled and held Catherine's hips as she pressed her neatly trimmed little bush against the crotch of her satin pyjama shorts. She then very delicately pressed her nipples against Catherine's. She moved her shoulders from side to side causing their tight little buds to rub against each other and causing their tits to caress. 

"Feels nice doesn't it?" Sarah asked as she kissed Catherine again. 

Catherine moaned as she accepted the kiss and responded. Her pyjama top was being taken away completely and she wondered how far this was going to go, feeling a little concerned and unsure of what she should do with another woman... how she should touch her in response... whether she should smooth her hair as she kissed her way down and opened her warm lips over one of Catherine's aching nipples. 

She was about to say something, to ask what she should do, when Luke cleared his throat with a bit of a chuckle. "Don't let me interrupt," he said apologetically.

Catherine jumped and quickly folded her arms across her breasts. Her face was on fire and the guy was grinning as he looked her over.

"Oh, don't worry about him," Sarah giggled, but Catherine was very worried about being caught half naked making out with another woman. She snatched her pyjama top from the floor and hurried from the room and back up the stairs without stopping to put it back on.

Once back in bed beside her sleeping husband the embarrassment faded though, and the thrill of what she had just done warmed her belly back up again. She was extremely wet down there and her fingers slipped in easily to find her clit was swollen, and she rubbed it a little as she remembered the feel of the other woman's kisses. Just a little though... It was an interesting experience and very exciting but she didn't want to cum...

***

Howard had no interest in fishing so with the other guys out on the lake he was left alone with the women. Actually he was left alone completely for a few hours while the women went to the village to shop, but when they returned all three of them came out for a swim in the pool.

Howard lay on a deckchair watching Catherine. She appeared to have lost weight since he had last seen her, six months ago. Although, trimmed down and firmed up would be a better way of putting it... She was in great shape with her slender yet toned thighs, firm butt and boobs and flat belly.

She looked fucking good and Howard barely glanced at the other two women as they sauntered around wet and glistening. She had on a tiny white bikini with her nipples nicely on display as she lifted from the water and stood wringing her long blond hair. The water was also dripping down her body and that drew his attention to smooth little patch of fabric stuck to her bare mound and camel-toed into the slit between her legs.

She must be completely shaved, Howard reasoned as he shifted to allow room for his cock to expand. He imagined how it would be to go over there and sling her over his shoulder -- maybe carry her upstairs and give her a good seeing to... She glanced over and smiled as that thought crossed his mind and he smiled back, deliberately looking her up and down, and causing her to blush and clutch a towel to the front of her body as she turned away.

Catherine's skin was fair and she didn't want to sunbathe. She had done laps of the pool for exercise and was planning to spend the afternoon up on the balcony with a book. She walked past Howard feeling his eyes following after her, and she wrapped the towel around her waist to cover her butt, though she couldn't help glancing back over her shoulder and smiling to him as she went inside.

It was getting on in the afternoon when her husband returned to interrupt her quiet reading session. He had left before she woke that morning so there had been no opportunity to talk. He stood there grinning down at her. "So Luke tells me you and Sarah were getting it on in the kitchen last night..."

"Oh god! That was so embarrassing," Catherine cried, covering her face with her book.

"He said it was hot... Said he saw your boobs!" Len went on with a chuckle. "Is that true?"

"Yes it's true."

"And Sarah was nude and you girls were kissing huh... What was that like?"

Catherine shrugged innocently. "I don't know... It was different."

"Different in a good way?"

"Sort of good... I was just curious, and Sarah knew what she was doing."

Len sat down on the edge of the lounger and bent close for a kiss. "Does this mean you want to play around a bit?"

"I don't know... I don't think Barbra wants to, with you men."

"What -- she wants to with you girls but not with us?"

"Uh huh. She's a bit like that I think."

"Well the guys are hoping something will happen. Sarah's topless down at the pool right now but she won't roll over and show us."

"Sarah wants to... She said so last night."

Len kissed his wife again. "And all the guys want to fuck you. Which would be fine by me."

Catherine returned her husband's kisses and braced as his fingers worked into the crotch of her bikini pants. "Are you okay with them all having you if things go that way?" he breathed into her neck.

"I don't know..."Catherine uttered in response. "I don't think we should... I don't think I want to with these other women here."

Len continued kissing his wife but she was pushing against his arm as he tried to finger her and she squirmed away. "Don't," she said. "It doesn't feel right..."

"Okay -- okay." Len was still trying to paw at her. "How about wearing something sexy then -- let the other guys have a look at your titties?"

"No Len! Stop it!" Catherine looked around to be sure no one was watching. The balconies were open and in plain view from each of the other bedrooms. "I just don't feel right with other couples like this... It's different!"

Len was left alone on the balcony and decided to catch up on the few hours sleep he had missed that morning. Catherine not wanting to play around was unexpected but it was fine. It must be to do with the way the other women would think of her, or something like that, he reasoned. Probably not wanting to be seen as easy or slutty, which was understandable. 

That night the party continued and Luke and Tom tried to get a game of strip poker going but Barbra refused and Tom had to back out, so it never happened.

In the morning a phone call came through from Sarah's mother. Her step father had suffered a stroke and she would have to go and get the kids. 

Luke was getting packed to leave when Barbra offered to drive with Sarah. 


Sweet Catherine Really Likes Men



"Fuck yeah! Are you serious?" he asked, appealing to his wife to agree, which she reluctantly did.

So by the time Catherine returned from her jog the other two women were gone.

"Oh my god, is he all right?" she asked about the man who'd had a stroke.

"Yeah. It was only a mild one and he's an asshole anyway," Luke explained.

"So I guess that just leaves you in the kitchen," Tom chuckled.

"Huh! You wish!" Catherine shot back at him. But she was suddenly feeling kind of vulnerable with four men all sitting around with their beers.

"So you won't cook for us?" Luke asked, pouting. "We're going to be awful jealous of Len getting looked after and nothing for us."

"Well, I might cook if you behave," Catherine offered, feeling her cheeks flush.

"Behave?" Tom asked. "Of course we'll behave... We're proper gentlemen aren't we lads?"

Catherine was leaving the room when all the men responded laughing and she felt all their eyes on her butt as she walked up the stairs.

She showered and basically hid in her room all day before sneaking downstairs late in the afternoon to cook dinner. The four men were all showered, shaved and looking pretty fine when she served their meals. She was cornered in the kitchen by her husband when she went back to get her own plate.

He cuddled up. "So are we going to play around now that the other women have gone?" He was quite drunk.

"Get off me Len! Go and eat your dinner and we'll talk about it later."

Catherine had put on a short stretch cotton dress and she'd chosen a sexy red lace panty and bra set. As she sat down with the men she admitted to herself that it was not what she would have chosen to wear if the other women were still there. The dress had spaghetti string shoulder straps and the top two buttons down the front were open, displaying the top of her bra.

Luke refilled Catherine's wine glass. "Well it's a shame about the girls having to leave but I hope it won't spoil the weekend for you?"

"For me? No. I'll be fine just relaxing and having a quiet time."

"But not too quiet..." Tom suggested. "You're going to party with us a bit aren't you?" 

"Of course you are," Howard added. "A few drinks and a few laughs... we need at least one woman to break up the bullshit -- keep us from getting too silly."

"I'd like to have drinks with you men but after a few I might start to get a bit silly myself..."

"Or you could come fishing with us," Tom suggested. "Or we could check out the nightlife in the village one night."

"I don't know about fishing, but you could all take me out dancing if you like."

"Hell yes!" Luke exclaimed. "But you have to dance with all of us..."

Catherine smiled in response. "That's fine -- I love dancing."

"Well what about tonight?" Howard suggested. "Did you bring a party dress to go with that pretty bra?" he went on smiling easily.

Everyone stopped and looked at Catherine's bra, and she looked down at herself then lifted her eyes, blushing. "I've got a little black dress if you want me to wear that..."

Howards cock lifted at the sweet submission in her tone. Luke was topping up her wine glass. Len placed his hand at the back of her neck and rubbed a little.

"Sounds good," Tom said. "We could take my SUV -- I haven't had much to drink."

A little while later Catherine went upstairs to change while the men cleaned up the kitchen. She was giddy from the wine and decided she needed to slow down drinking if she was going to enjoy any dancing. 

She slipped out of the house dress and stepped into the little black number, wriggling it up into place. She fixed her hair and makeup then found her stockings and heels then checked in the mirror... Her dress was a new one she had bought as a reward for losing 10lbs and toning her thighs and butt. It was above mid-thigh and cut low with tiny shoulder straps. Her lacy red bra was again on display and she giggled at herself as she pushed her boobs up for the boys... She was feeling naughty but only 'so' naughty! They were, after all, the husbands of her girlfriends, and anything beyond a bit of flirting would be out of the question.

They were waiting when she went back downstairs and she was seated in the back between her husband and Howard. Her husband kept hold of her hand and the back of Howards hand rested against her thigh throughout the fifteen minute drive around the lake, making her belly tingle a bit...

It was a warm, sultry night and the village was alive with cafes and bars full and buzzing. They found a nite-club that was also full and alive, and the age range was appropriately 30's and over. There was only a small dance floor, fairly crowded. Luke took hold of Catherine's hand and led her over there before they even had a table and drinks organized. 

"You look good," he yelled into her ear, causing an imperceptible blush under the ultraviolet lights.

She moved into the music and Luke danced in front of her with his eyes lowering to her tits as they jiggled about. Then the first chance he had to get hold of her from behind he grabbed her hips and ground against her firm little butt. He held her in place and she lifted her arms around his neck and wriggled back against him. 

Then suddenly Tom was there dancing in front and Catherine pushed away from Luke to grind herself against him instead. But that gave Luke a better view of her legs, and of her tight little dress riding up her thighs and exposing a bit of the lacy top of her stockings -- and when she wriggled down Tom's body causing him to grin like an idiot Luke could have sworn he got a flash of her red panties. 

Then after a few more songs the music slowed and Howard claimed her, holding her close and enjoying the scent of her hair and the feel of her pussy pressed against his thigh.

And all the while Len sat watching his young wife being passed around and rubbed up against. He also noticed that quite a few of the other men in the place were watching her, and that some of the women were also glancing over fairly often -- mostly shaking their heads in disgust at the way she was allowing three different men to virtually feel her up.

Luke leant close to Len's ear to talk over the music. "Have you really let other guys fuck her or were you just shitting us the other night?"

"We've played around a bit but not for a while," Len replied, feeling sort of boastful with the influence of the alcohol he had been steadily drinking.

"So are you going to let us play around with her?" Luke went on. "She's fucking hot!"

"Yeah, she is isn't she!" Len answered, pausing to try and organize his thoughts. He remembered Catherine saying she didn't want to do anything but he couldn't think of what she said exactly. "I don't think she wants to because of Sarah and Barbra..."

"What -- because we're all friends?" Tom asked. "Barbra was saying you only do it when you're out of town."

Len nodded in agreement. "Yeah, usually when we go away... So it doesn't end up getting around the neighbourhood..." He pulled both men in close, shushing them and looking around to be sure no one was listening. "You know, it's best to be discreet if you're going to fuck around," he added with a drunken chuckle.

At that point Len realized he was well and truly drunk and over the next few hours he abstained and sobered up a bit. He spent the time just watching Catherine with the other men and only had a dance with her when there was a few slow, romantic numbers being played to end the night.

She was wired and was still wriggling around to the music in the back seat of the car on the drive back to the lodge. The party continued there with Luke plying Catherine with wine again. She hadn't been drinking at all but was soon giggling and talking silly. 

"So how about that game of strip poker we never got to play last night?" Tom called out from the bar. The party was in the living room with everyone kicked back in the leather couches and chairs.

"Hell yeah! Now that Barbra's gone..." Luke grinned, turning his attention to Catherine.

She was blushing. "But that wouldn't be fair with only one of me and all you men!" she complained.

"How's that not fair?" Howard tossed in playfully. "I'd be in a game of strip with four women any day of the week... Wouldn't you Len?" 

Len was sipping strong coffee. His mind had cleared. "Actually we played this game of strip once but it wasn't poker... Do you remember love? That game old uncle Frank showed us..."

"Yeah I remember," Catherine said. "The game with the picture cards and the aces."

Tom served the new round of drinks and took his seat. "I think I've heard of that," he suggested. "It's where everyone gets three cards and if you have a king, queen or jack you lose an item but if you've got an ace it's like a free pass."

"Yeah, that's it," Len added. "I don't know what it's called but it's fun."

"Awesome! So let's play," Luke said, again turning his attention upon Catherine. 

She was biting her lip and her blush returned as she looked around at everyone. "Well, I guess it would be okay..." she uttered. "But can I put my stockings back on so I've got more clothes? I've only got three things so it's not fair."

Tom was already shuffling the deck of cards and Luke and Len dragged the coffee table away and moved a couch so there was an open area in the middle of the room. "How about we give the lady two aces for a head-start, and everyone else take off your shoes and socks." Tom suggested. "That would more than even things up."

"Fair enough," Luke agreed, and Howard added, "okay, but we play until everyone's fully stripped."

"Is that okay?" Tom asked Catherine as he gave her two aces.

She sat down tucking her legs to the side, and Howard sitting opposite already had a view of her panties. Luke was beside him and leant to the side to have a look as well. "So we're playing until everyone's completely naked?" Tom reiterated, again toward Catherine.

"Uh huh..." she uttered, watching Luke and Howard until they lifted their eyes from her legs. She then peered around at everyone. "But when I take my clothes off there's no touching okay? Just looking..." 

Howard chuckled. "Sure -- but we can look awful hard can't we?" He was again looking up Catherine's dress and she just smiled and blushed a bit deeper.

Len was sitting to the left of Tom and was dealt the first three cards -- an 8,3 and queen. "That's my shirt," he said as he stripped it off. "Toss it over the back of the couch," Howard told him.

Howard was next to Len and was dealt a pair of 6's and a 4. Luke was then dealt a jack, 10 and Queen. "Oh fuck," he said and stripped his shirt and trousers, which left him in green and black chequered briefs. 

Catherine was next and Tom dealt her a 5,7 and 8. She laughed.

Tom turned over a king and a couple of small cards. He tossed his shirt over the back of the couch. He then gathered up all the cards and shuffled.

Len pulled an ace and two free cards. He kept the ace aside. Howard was dealt a queen amongst his next three. He stripped his shirt revealing a fairly healthy gut and some man boobs.

Luke was dealt two kings and a jack and said, "fuck me!" He then stood and watched Catherine's face as he lowered his briefs and freed his slightly aroused member. It was quite thick and at least average in length. Catherine was trying not to look but she kept glancing over. "I can't believe I'm fucking naked already," Luke was laughing. "For fuck's sake!"

Attention had turned to Catherine and she was dealt a jack, 3, jack. "Oh my god!" she giggled. "That's not fair!"

"Sure it's fair," Tom was saying as he took her two aces. 

"Come on, hurry up so we can give Catherine another turn," Howard laughed.

"Hey, I don't need any more turns," she complained. "You guys have got this rigged..."

Tom pulled a queen and tossed his trousers over the back of the couch. "Yeah it was rigged but you were supposed to be sitting where Luke is," he laughed. 

There was an enormous bulge in front of Tom's white briefs. He didn't appear to be erect at all but his package was huge.

He dealt Len a jack and two 4's, so Len handed back his ace. Howard turned over a 7, 3 and 10. He smiled and everybody looked at Catherine.

"What about Luke!" she complained. "It's his turn first!"

"But I'm already buck naked!" 

"Yeah, well, there should be a penalty or something... He should have to serve drinks if he gets another picture card."

Tom dealt him three cards and he turned over a 5, king, 7. "Fuck off!" he laughed. "This is rigged isn't it." 

Catherine was glowing with excitement. "Come on waiter," she teased, handing her empty glass. "No -- wait! You have to go through the middle," she said. "No sneaking off around the back of the furniture."

He stepped into the middle of the circle facing Catherine directly with his cock right there in her face as he accepted her glass. She was smiling up at him with her eyes wide. "Wait until I get back before you deal," he said to Tom and he strode off proudly with quite a firm little butt flexing and jiggling, and causing Catherine to squirm a little with the warmth between her legs quite apparent. 

Len sat back watching the other two men staring at his wife's legs. She was watching Luke opening a new bottle of wine and was sitting there with her thighs having strayed apart a little and her dress having hiked up. Howard and Tom were staring at her panties, which were nicely on display.

Catherine watched Luke walk back with her glass of wine and with his cock swinging from side to side, quite obviously in a state of semi-arousal. "Thank you sir," she said and accepted the drink.

Luke sat down and Tom dealt Catherine's three cards. She took a breath and turned the first. It was a king. "Oh shit!" she said. Then she turned the next and it was a queen. "Oh no... no, no ,no... give me an ace... please an ace," she said as she turned the last card. It was a 6.

"Fuck yes!" Luke cheered. Howard and Tom sat quietly smiling. "Come on baby... two items please," Luke went on triumphantly. 

"Oh god..." Catherine said and she slowly got up on her knees. She was peering from one man to the next with her cheeks reddening and her smile fading. Len's cock firmed up and his heart was pounding as she reached behind for her zipper. Luke was resting back on his hands and Catherine watched his cock firm up until it was fully erect. She looked up from it to meet his eyes. "Come on love -- let's have a look," Howard said mildly and she turned to him. And she held eye contact with him as she lowered her dress from her shoulders to reveal her lacy red bra and then further to reveal her matching panties.

"Yeah -- that's nice," Howard said and she bit her lip to stop from smiling. She then removed the dress from her legs and Tom took it and tossed it over the back of the couch.

There was absolute silence. Catherine looked from Howard to her husband and then to Tom. Tom had a huge bulge in his briefs that extended around to his hip, straining at the fabric. The mushroom head was clearly defined there. She then looked back across at Luke with his erection solid against his belly and visibly flexing, and his hairy balls hanging loosely between his thighs.

She had unhooked her bra in back and she took a nervous breath. "Are you sure this will be okay?" she asked them softly. "I don't want to get anyone into trouble..."

"It's fine!" Luke and Tom said in unison. Howard was just grinning and staring at her chest.

"Okay then I guess..." Catherine uttered, and she lowered her bra from her breasts... They were milky white and her little nipples were dark and firm. She stood for a moment with her bra clutched in her hand while they all looked at them. They were just staring with their mouths open and she waited.

Howard was the first to speak. "They're beautiful love... absolutely perfect."

"Are they really?" Catherine uttered in response, looking down at herself and then back around at the men still staring. "It feels a little bit strange being the only woman playing this game though -- with all you naughty men..." She sat down with her tits swaying and jiggling about and then rested back tucking her legs to one side again.

The men were looking from her panties to her breasts and she checked with her husband but he was just watching them. She then caught Luke's eyes and smile. "Don't try and cover up, will you?" he said. And she shook her head "I won't..."

Tom turned over a 5, king, 8. He got up on his knees and pulled down his briefs to reveal a massive cock, thick with veins and weighted down by a huge dome shaped head.

"What the fuck is that?" Luke exclaimed while Catherine uttered a little, "oh my god," but stifled that with her hand over her mouth. Her eyes were wide and focused directly and unashamedly upon the monster. "That's a fucking horse cock," Luke went on in amazement.

It's not as if Catherine hadn't heard about the thing from Barbra but she was still surprised at how huge the head was... The weight of it was too much for his erection to support and the whole thing, though swollen and obviously stiff, was pointing down between his thighs.

Otherwise, Tom was tall and bony with hardly an ounce of fat on his entire body.

He sat back down, tossed his briefs and Catherine's bra over the back of the couch and shuffled up the cards for the next round.

Len quickly turned over two small cards and a queen. He pulled off his shorts and tossed them over his shoulder. He had on loose fitting boxers with his semi-erect cock tenting them quite obviously.

Howard turned over one picture card out of his three and he got up to remove his trousers. He had on white underpants with his package bulging at the pouch in front. He also appeared to be semi-erect but perhaps a little undersized.

Luke was dealt three more cards and turned over a pair of aces and a 4. "Yeah, now what the fuck is that!" he laughed. "Do I get to put some clothes back on or what?"

He tossed the aces aside and joined the others in turning to Catherine. Tom laid the three cards down in front of her and she took a breath and turned over the middle one... It was a 7 and she smiled up at everyone. The next one she turned over was a 3. The third one was the queen of spades.

"Yes!" Luke cried out excitedly. "Now that's what I'm talking about..."

Len sat there with his heart pounding and his cock stiff. Howard sat watching intently and Tom was moving around behind those two to get a look from front on. "Wait..." he said to Catherine, and when he was settled he said, "okay go ahead."

Catherine was on her knees with her thumbs hooked into the lacy band of her panties. She looked around at each of the men. "You know this doesn't mean anything else is going to happen," she said to them.

Her tits were shuddering upon her breath and her face was flushed. She lowered her panties a little bit and a tiny tuft of light brown hair appeared. It was manicured. "I can't even believe I'm doing this with you guys," she uttered as her hands lowered and the soft red fabric peeled away from her slit.

"That's beautiful," Howard said.

Her pussy lips were smooth and freshly shaven. Her slit was glistening with a hint of moisture. Her inner-folds were reddened and parted slightly as she leant to one side and took her panties from her ankles.

She ended up sitting with her legs tucked to one side but her thighs were slender and there was a nice view between them. The men could see the full length of her slit as she rested back upon her hands looking across at them. They were all staring at it and each of them were imagining what it would be like to fuck her.

"That's really beautiful," Howard said again and that time she bit down on a smile.

"She certainly is that," Len said as he moved around behind his wife, and she nestled back against him.




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Her thighs opened a little further when she settled again and all three of the men noticed her pussy lips part slightly and fill with thick, clear lubricating fluid. Her body was preparing itself.

"You sure we can't have some of that?" Luke asked, smiling playfully.

"She's worried about the fact that you guys are all married to her girlfriends," Len answered, kissing Catherine's cheek and kneading her shoulders with his fingers and causing her tits to lift and fall. He then turned her face and kissed her lips, searching her mouth with his tongue and making her moan. And as he did that her body twisted and her thighs inadvertently opened wider.

Luke's cock was already fully erect but it throbbed in his fist as he held it. He could see the film of clear fluid coating all of the inner-surface of Catherine's labia and a dribble of the lubricant still pooling between the folds. Her husband was kissing her passionately and he was rubbing her knee and thigh.

Len broke off the kiss and Catherine came up for air while he nuzzled her neck. She looked across at the three men and met their eyes. Luke mouthed the words, "spread your legs," and she felt her cheeks flush as she opened her legs even wider. "Fuck yeah!" he exclaimed, almost growling. "You've got to let us have a fuck," he pleaded.

Catherine's blush deepened. "But I can't," she uttered. Her husband was sucking on her neck and shoulder while massaging her breast. She kept her legs spread wide while the three men all felt their erections. "I can't let you have me... How could I face Sarah and Barbra?" she apologised, her voice ending in a moan as her husband breathed in her ear.

"Let's put on a show for them," he whispered.

"Yeah -- go on!" Luke said.

"What sort of show?" Catherine protested, but she ground her hips as her husband's hand closed over her pussy.

Len worked his way from behind her and guided her down onto her back on the rug. He kept kissing her and had forced fingers inside of her. He pushed his underwear down, freeing his erection. 

Catherine watched the other men as her husband got between her legs and penetrated her. It was like it was in slow motion -- like some sort of dream. There she was on her back on the floor being fucked in front of three men. One of them was cheering and the other two were staring in amazement with their eyes wide and their heads tilted to the side.

Howard and Tom were both watching Len's cock sliding in and out of Catherine. They could see her juices coating the length of his shaft and still seeping from the base of her stretched open slit. He had one of her legs lifted and he was holding it up out of the way and doing her slow so that everyone could see.

Luke was talking all the time but it was just noise to Catherine. She heard him say, "fuck her from behind," at one point though and she was then turned onto her side and her husband got behind and lifted her leg up.

He held her like that and fucked her harder that time while Howard and Tom watched his shaft withdrawing and then plunging into her. They could also see her clit as Len fingered and rubbed it. His other hand, coming from beneath her body, was holding one of her tits while the other one was being jolted wildly about.

Catherine surrendered to the orgasm that thumped through her body and she was still in the grip of that when her husband drove into her one last time and held firm. He was trying to force his cock in deeper to ejaculate but he must have been exhausted, and at an odd angle he squirted his load just inside of her, the last few pulses gushing freely and sopping her thigh.

"Fuck that was awesome!" Luke declared as he slumped back in a chair.

Len rolled away and left Catherine lying on her back with her legs together. She was already thinking about leaving them to go and get cleaned up.

"Well, I don't think Lola would mind if I got lucky," Howard said, more than half seriously. 

She smiled across at him. "I think you've gotten lucky enough already..."

"That was the most amazing thing I've ever seen," Tom said quietly. He was sitting back on a sofa with his cock having receded to more reasonable proportions. It was still big though.

There was a knock at the door.

"That'd be the beer," Howard said. He had called for a delivery after finding the supply running low when they got back from the village. He was sorting through the pile of clothes. "Just a minute," he called out.

"I'm going to bed," Catherine said as she got up with her arm across her breasts. 

Tom sat quietly watching her. He could see cum running down her inner thigh as she stood waiting for her dress and bra to be handed to her. Her slit was gooey and there was more cum seeping from it. He looked up to meet her eyes and her shy little smile. The others were busy getting dressed and they had a moment. She seemed to read his mind, with the thought of pulling her onto his lap and impaling her, and she shook her head and whispered, "sorry...". He returned a smile and shrugged, closing his hand around his cock, which had returned to full erection.

Then Howard came back from the front door carrying a couple of bottles of wine with the delivery guy strolling along behind carrying a box of beer. He was only young -- maybe twenty -- and he was getting an eyeful of Catherine. She had her panties and bra in her hand and she covered her crotch with them while covering her breasts with her other arm. Luke had her dress and wasn't about to hand it over.

"Don't cover up..." her husband whispered to her as he moved behind and rubbed her shoulders. "Let him have a look..." 

Catherine didn't protest when her hands were taken and held behind her back. And she didn't look away when the young delivery guy returned from the kitchen. She was being held there completely naked and being made to face him while Howard made a fuss over trying to find cash.

Her face was on fire and her nipples were aching as the guy stared at them, then his eyes lowered to her legs where she could feel her husband's cum trickling down to her knee. He was still there kissing her neck and shoulder and holding her hands together behind her back. "What about letting him have sex with you?" he whispered to her.

"What!" Catherine responded, feeling her blush deepen as Luke and Tom looked around.

"Well he's a total stranger so it would be less complicated," her husband went on warmly. "Plus he's obviously interested."

"But what if he doesn't want to?" Catherine protested shyly, but Howard was looking over as well and the young guy was blushing.

Howard put his arm around the guy's shoulder and grinned down at him. "What do you think -- do you want to fuck her?" he asked.

Catherine held eye contact with the young guy and he didn't look away. Her face was on fire and so was his. "Yeah, I want to..." he said huskily.

Catherine looked back at her husband, still kissing her neck from behind. "Go on love," he whispered. "Let him fuck you..."

Catherine looked around at Tom and Luke. "Okay, but just him," she said, trying not to smile as both of them grinned.

"What, right here in front of everyone?" the young guy asked anxiously. He was being shoved forward by Howard.

Catherine was released by her husband and she stood there naked in the middle of the room while the guys all sat back down. The delivery guy was undoing his shirt, fumbling nervously at the buttons. She turned around and knelt down on the rug. Then she leant forward on her hands and knees and peered back over her shoulder at the guy. "Just do it quickly okay," she uttered. He was already on his knees with his shorts pulled down. "You can cum inside me..." she added softly, and as she said that she looked back up at her husband.

Len's cock flexed and throbbed in his hand. He watched in a bit of a daze as the young delivery guy positioned what looked like an average sized cock and then thrust forward, inserting it as he laid over Catherine's back and started humping her. 

He clung to her waist and pumped her like an excited young puppy on his first mount. His eyes were wide and his action was hard and fast and at times frantic as he ground into her. He had her tits jiggling and bobbling about and when he took hold of her shoulders and started really pounding her they were bouncing wildly back and forth. 

"Awe fuck yeah!" he suddenly cried out and his face contorted.

His body then convulsed and he lifted Catherine and clung to her with his hand covering one of her tits.

She pressed back against him, wriggling her pelvis and impaling herself firmly on his spurting cock. She could feel the powerful jets of hot young sperm gushing inside of her. "Uh huh..." she uttered as she moaned into his ear. "Mmm I can feel that," she breathed as she looked back across at her husband. 

The young guy was kissing her neck and feeling her breasts. She remained there sitting back on his still firm cock. The other men were all slowly stroking off. Tom and Howard were more or less just feeling themselves while Luke had ejaculated all over his chest. He started wiping that up with his shirt. 

"I need to go now," Catherine said to her young lover and she pried his hands from her breasts and moved forward with his spent cock slipping out of her.

It was an extremely large load he had deposited in her and she had to hold her pussy to stop it from dripping while she gathered her clothes. She said goodnight to everyone and kissed her husband while whispering in his ear, "I'm so full of his cum right now..." and she kissed his cheek and left to go crawl into bed without wanting to shower away the scent of the delivery guy. 

***

A half hour later Tom and Luke had gone to bed and Len was left chatting with Howard. They had moved out by the pool and sat with beers, talking about work and sport and the like. The conversation eventually settled on their respective women. 

"So are you going to take Lola back?" Len asked. Howard had just said that he knew she was sleeping with her boss, probably as they spoke.

"Well, it's not really a matter of taking her back so much as accepting that she's got a lover... Which is fine, considering my own past."

"So, you've had a few lovers in your time?"

"Sure! Not since Lola -- but yes, quite a few over the years."

"Yeah, I love watching Catherine with other guys," Len confessed. "Or even just knowing she's with someone else -- knowing they could be doing it at that exact moment I'm thinking about it... That's almost even more intense!"

"And I see you weren't bullshitting us the other night... She looked like she loved the attention."

"She likes pleasing men," Len said straight up. "She has this way about her that when she's being looked over or touched by a man she just submits to him... To pretty much whatever he wants."

Howard smiled. "I noticed..." He took a moment to continue and when he did his tone was searching. "It's too bad she doesn't want to fuck us -- considering the fact that we've got another day and night alone here with her."

"Yeah, I know... It's loyalty to her girlfriends though. You've got to respect that."

"Sure! Absolutely!" Howard agreed. "Although it's a bit different with me than with Luke and Tom -- with Lola actually being with another man right now... She's in no position to feel betrayed by Catherine, and I don't believe she would."

Len chuckled. "You think?" 

"Yeah -- I think!" Howard chuckled in reply. "At least it sounds good to me!"

"But you'd have to convince Catherine," Len went on, more seriously.

"And if I could -- would that be okay with you?"

"Yeah... If you can persuade her to see it your way and get her to come across, I wouldn't mind at all," Len stated flatly. 

"Do you mind if I go up and try my luck?" Howard pressed.

"What -- now?"

"Sure! Now's perfect with Tom and Luke asleep... Just one on one, I might get lucky."

Howard walked slowly, noiselessly up the stairs. He found the door to the room Catherine and Len shared to be cracked open and he poked his head in to find Catherine in bed with a sheet to her waist and what looked like a light cotton nightie on. Her breathing was soft and regular, obviously sleeping.

He slipped in and closed the door, again noiselessly, although his heart was pounding. The bathroom door was open and he reached in and turned the switch, casting light across the bed but fortunately not in Catherine's face. 

He could then see her clearly and he carefully knelt on the bed behind her and took hold of the sheet. She didn't stir at all so he lowered the sheet slowly and very carefully. He took it from her hip and pulled it away from her thigh. Her nightie was short and already up over her bottom, and as he leant down for a look he could see her pussy available behind her legs. Her legs were scissored slightly with the upper-thigh forward, opening her very nicely for inspection.

Howard sucked his fingers and carefully pressed the tips against her slit. It felt hot and tacky, and he spread his fingertips and opened it, inserting the tip of his middle finger between the folds.

An inch or so inside he found that she was wet -- probably still wet from being fucked he imagined. So he drew some of that fluid and wiped it around her pussy lips, lubricating her very nicely.

Her breathing was still steady and she hadn't stirred so he gently edged his weight in behind her, spooning close and freeing his erection. Then he pressed the head of his cock against her slit and forced it in, causing her to moan softly and squirm a little back against him. He then forced his cock in a little further, drawing more of her wetness and then slowly forcing it in further still. And as he continued moving in and out he reached up under her nightie and started feeling her tits.

She was still asleep and he was fucking her. He was groping her tits and squeezing her nipples -- first one then the other. He was humping up behind her, spearing his cock in balls deep and making her moan with each thrust. He instinctively mauled her neck and ear and after a little while he met her eyes.

She just stared back over her shoulder at him. She didn't say anything so he kissed her mouth and her face. He was getting close and she remained more or less limp but he could feel her bracing against his thrusts. She had turned her face away and she was just clinging to her pillow but her back was arching and presenting him with access to get all the way up her.

He rolled her onto her stomach and straddled her thighs, using his cock to lift her butt, and she held that position while he rode her. Her slit was hot and open and she was presenting it to him, and suddenly he was jammed up against it blowing his load deep inside of her. 

He was supporting himself on his hands keeping his weight off Catherine's back. It was only his thighs straddling hers and his cock inside of her, also his old balls, drained and nestled in the warmth of her pussy juices.

He had finished unloading and he started moving his hips, just enjoying the feel of her. And she was still holding her butt up against him -- still bracing against his thrusts and grinding a little when he was all the way in.

She had her head turned to one side and he stroked her hair away and kissed her. "Fuck you're beautiful," he breathed into her ear.

"Am I really?" she uttered. "I've been working out lately -- trying to get back into shape..."

"Well it's certainly paying off. You look like you did in those photos I've seen of you from ten years ago."

"What photos?" she asked with heightened interest. "What has my husband been showing you?"

Howard chuckled. "Yeah, they were pretty sexy... There were a few bikini pics and you were topless in one of them." He ground against her again and his cock flexed inside of her.

She lifted her butt and held herself up while he did that. "Do you want to cum in me again?" she uttered softly. "You can if you want to..."

"Are you sure love? This is okay then..?"

"Uh huh... Now that you've already had me..."

The sweet sound of her voice made Howards cock stiff again. He ground against her and held there balls deep. "Yeah, that's nice," he groaned. And she kept watching him back over her shoulder while he rolled his hips and surged his cock around inside of her hot little hole. She just watched him with this sweet, innocent look on her pretty face while he played around in her wetness, sliding his cock in and out and enjoying the feel of her. Then he started to get excited with the feel of his balls beginning to fill again and she laid her head down on the pillow and kept her butt raised while he settled into a steady rhythm fucking her. Then after a few minutes of that she began clutching at the sheet and grinding herself back against his thrusts. And then she let out a little cry as her body convulsed into orgasm, with the effect of her pussy clamping around Howard's cock causing him to lose control and unload in her again.

He held himself hard against her butt and pumped his sperm into her as deep as he could. Then, completely spent and with his old balls totally empty, he rolled off and slumped on his back beside her. She lay on her stomach, panting a little. After a while she turned her head to face him. She offered a shy little smile... "It was nice waking up with you inside me like that..."

"Yeah! You liked that did you?"

"Uh huh..."

Howard chuckled. "Well, I'll have to find an opportunity to do it again... Maybe with some lube next time though."

"Okay," she uttered softly. "But just gently like you did this time... I don't think I'd like it if you were too rough.

She rolled back over onto her side, pulling the sheet up. A few minutes later her breathing had steadied and Howard carefully lifted his heavy frame from the bed and left her sleeping. He could see Len was still up and about downstairs but he decided to just go to bed.

Len saw a shadow slip into Howard's bedroom and he went up to find his wife sleeping, alone... He got into bed snuggling up behind her and immediately noticed the heat from her crotch against his thigh. He felt down there with his hand and found that her inner-thighs were wet and that her pussy was slippery. 

She reached back and held the back of his head as he kissed her neck. She was arching her back, presenting herself to him. He sunk his cock in easily. There was no resistance and internally she was hot and open. "He came in me twice," she uttered.

"I know... I was listening at the door," Len groaned as he fucked her slow and deep. "Are you going to wear something sexy for the other guys tomorrow now?"

She moaned as he surged up into her again. "Uh huh... If you want me to..."

***

Next morning Tom was sitting alone at the breakfast bar sipping coffee and reading a local paper he had found at the mail box. Luke and Howard were out on the lake fishing and Len had driven into the village to get a few things at the market. Tom looked up to say good morning as Catherine walked into the kitchen and she returned a nice smile. He then sat watching her tidying up. 

She had on a satin pyjama top that just covered her panties. She was obviously braless, as her tits were wobbling about and her nipples were firm little points. Her long, slender legs looked absolutely delicious.

Tom watched her clean up and eat a bowl of cereal. He noticed her looking over quite often. "So, last night was fun," he said eventually. 

She blushed. "The dancing was great!"

"Yeah, that too," Tom smiled, looking down at her legs.

She reached up to fix her hair into a clasp and her pyjama shirt lifted enough to reveal the crotch of her white cotton panties. "The game was fun too," she said sweetly. "I liked seeing you guys strip but I hope I won't be in trouble with Barbra."

"No -- she'll be getting it on with Sarah all weekend anyway." 




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"Oh, so you know about that?"

"Yeah, sure! I think it's hot," Tom said easily. Catherine had poured coffee and sat up on a stool. Her shirt was again concealing her panties but only just. "So you liked watching us strip huh?" he teased.

"Yes of course I did," she giggled. "It's only fair with you men all watching me!"

"Yeah -- and enjoying it!" Tom added pointedly. "You've got a terrific body."

Catherine blushed again as she responded softly, "I was a bit nervous about how I look... you know -- not being twenty anymore." 

"You'd nearly pass for twenty," Tom lied. Late twenties would have been more accurate but what the hell, she was smiling and seemed to be enjoying the flattery. 

"I think I might go for a swim before the others get back," she said. "Do you want to come out with me?"

She walked into the adjoining laundry as she spoke and sorted through a basket of clean washing.

"Yeah, I'll come out," Tom answered as he watched her.

She had found a yellow bikini and she untangled it and laid it out on top of the dryer. 

"Should I go and wait for you?" Tom asked. She had started to unbutton her pyjama top.

"You don't have to..." she answered shyly. "I don't mind if you want to watch."

Tom swallowed hard and sat there. She turned to face him and undid the last button. She then looked away with a slight smile as she lowered the pyjama top from her shoulders and held it at her waist with her tits bare. She then looked back at Tom biting down on that little smile. "Do I really look that young?" she asked sweetly. "I think you're exaggerating!"

Tom looked from her tits down to her little white panties then up to her pretty face. "Well maybe a slight exaggeration, but you don't look a day over twenty eight," he tried with a grin.

She tossed the pyjama shirt into the washing machine and remained side on as she lowered her panties and stepped out of them. She then stepped into the bikini bottoms and turned a little as she stood -- enough that Tom had a look at her slit, but only a quick look.

She ended up blushing again as she looked up and met his eyes. He just kept smiling and looked back down at her tits. She took a breath and they quivered. Her nipples were hard and a deep red against her milky white skin. She held her bikini top in her hand, waiting while he enjoyed himself. After a moment she put her arms behind her back and swung her shoulders, gently swaying her tits from side to side. He met her little smile when she did that and she again blushed. "Do you like that Tom?"

Tom felt his cock through his shorts -- repositioning it with some more room to expand. "Yeah, I like that..."

She felt her right nipple, squeezing it a little and rolling it between her fingers. "Do you want to feel them?" she uttered.

Tom stepped into the laundry and got behind her. He felt up her sides and cupped her tits in both hands. She leant forward, holding onto the clothes dryer. "Are you sure Barbra won't mind?" she asked sweetly.

"She won't mind," Tom responded with certainty. He was massaging and jiggling her tits. Just playing with them and pulling on the nipples. She was pressing her butt back against his erection and it was nestled between her cheeks.

"Do you want to put it in me?" she whispered back over her shoulder. "You can if you want to..."

Tom felt over her belly and slipped his fingers down the front of her bikini pants. He kissed her neck and shoulder as he felt her little slit. It was slippery. "Are you sure this is alright?" he groaned but it wasn't a question so much as an admission of guilt at what felt like taking advantage.

She was starting to pant from his mauling of her neck and he had his cock freed and in his fist. He held the crotch of her bikini pants aside with the hand he still had down her front and guided the head of his cock into her wetness with the other. He pressed the massive dome against her slit and stretched her open. She whimpered softly. "Oh god that's big..."

Tom had penetrated her and he was gradually sinking into her. She kept her back arched and her hips flared, wriggling a little and pulling away slightly as he forced the last few inches inside. "That's so huge..." she moaned as he pulled her hair aside and bit into her neck. "It feels even bigger than it looked last night," she said, meeting his lips.

Tom could feel the edge of her bikini pants rubbing against the shaft of his cock as he slowly went in and out. He was taking long strokes, enjoying how tight Catherine felt compared to Barbra. He had also resumed feeling her tits and he was enjoying how firm they felt by comparison. Then he felt the bikini pants being stretched aside and there were finger nails lightly scratching the underside of his cock and sticking into his balls when he was all the way in.

He continued with a deep, slow fucking until the fingernails were pressed in there vibrating and then the young wife beneath him suddenly convulsed and gripped the clothes dryer so he rammed his cock in balls deep and rode her through her orgasm -- that time forcing her neck down and holding her with her tits pressed against the top of the machine.

She was a bit of a rag doll when he lifted her afterwards and resumed feeling her tits. She had stopped panting and was breathing in deep sighs of satisfaction. "You planned this didn't you," he chuckled. "You knew ever since you walked in the kitchen in that pyjama shirt that you were going to do a strip tease and get me to fuck you..!"

She opened her mouth as he kissed her and she reached up to touch his face. "I didn't exactly plan it," she said innocently. "I was just thinking about it -- that's all."

Tom lifted her body with that thrust. He lifted her with his cock. "I'm going to cum soon," he warned and he thrust again and started humping her. He kept her upper body pressed against his with one of her tits still squashed in his hand. He held her bikini pants aside with his other hand and he had fingers in the folds of her gash with his cock sliding through them. He had full control of her body and he was pounding her... "Do you want me to pull out?" he gasped. He was fucking close!

"You don't have to..." she said in reply. "I like guy's cumming inside me."

Tom held her warm, slippery little body in an iron grip and jammed his throbbing horse cock up inside of her as far as he possibly could. He held it there for a long moment and it throbbed again and expanded. Then he let out a loud groan as his balls contracted up into the base of his shaft and a massive gush of sperm spurted up into her belly. And that was followed by another thick heavy gush, and another and another... He absolutely flooded her and completely drained his balls in the process. Then he slumped over her back and lay there with his soft cock still inside of her.

It took a moment to catch his breath. "I haven't cum that hard in years."

"Uh huh... I could feel it," she uttered. "It's nice being this wet from you... knowing it's from another man and not my husband."

"You like the thought of that do you?" Tom's cock slipped out of her and swung down between his legs. He lifted her chin and kissed her. "The fact that you're another man's wife is pretty hot too!"

"I know. I like it when a man sees me with Len and thinks about when he had sex with me... like for you and Howard today -- seeing me with my husband and knowing you've both been in me."

There was the sound of a car pulling up outside. "There's your husband now..."

Tom fixed his shorts and went back to his newspaper. Len came in with shopping bags and Catherine came from the laundry with a t-shirt that didn't quite cover her bikini bottoms. Tom sat watching them together there in the kitchen thinking about the fact that she was carrying a load of his cum in her belly -- that he had indeed been inside of her... She was continually glancing over and when he would look down at her legs she would smile and blush.

Later in the day Catherine was resting in a recliner with a book while the four men played cards across the room at the dining table. Luke was being teased by the others about something he didn't know and Catherine was listening intently. 

"Well I just don't fucking get it!" Luke declared. "What the fuck?"

"You should have been here buddy.... It's your own fault you missed out," Tom said, inviting Howard to back him up.

"What -- so you both fucked her?" Luke asked, astounded. Catherine felt her face glowing red.

"Not together," Howard explained. "I was out on the lake with you all morning so I had nothing to do with whatever Tom got up to."

"So you did her last night?" Luke asked. "After we went to bed?"

"It's just the way things went," Len answered while dealing the next hand. "You'll get your chance..." he added as he looked across at Catherine.

Catherine felt like hiding her face in her book but she just bit down on her smile and refused to glance in their direction, even though she could feel all four of them looking across at her. She also experienced an undeniable tingling in her belly and a warm wet feeling at the thought of being taken again soon.

She liked the idea of being desired by a group of men and she was ready if any one of them felt like having sex. Whether they wanted to take her upstairs to one of the beds or even if they just wanted her to kneel down and give them oral right there at the table while the others watch -- she was the only woman there and they were all virile men -- it was up to her to make sure they were taken care of in that way.

"Luke's going to get his chance too, isn't he sweetheart?" her husband called over playfully.

Catherine looked across at the men. "Yes," she said softly, and she met Luke's eyes.

He smiled. "So, when's my chance? Right now?"

Catherine just held his eye contact and felt her blush rising again. She shrugged a little.

"So I can take you upstairs and fuck you right now?" Luke went on. "Right this minute?"

"Uh huh..." Catherine uttered. "If you want to..."

"Don't fucking touch my chips," Luke said to the others and he got up from the table.

Catherine watched him approach and she melted against his chest as he lifted her out of the chair. The muscles in his arms and shoulders rippled and she clung to him as she was carried from the room and up the stairs.

She was placed on the bed in his room and she laid back there watching him undress. He was looking at her legs and she allowed them to part. She was wearing a short denim skirt and white lace panties. He felt the crotch of her panties, rubbing into her firmly while holding his cock in his other hand. She spread her legs wider and he forced fingers up inside of her. "Dirty little slut," he said to her. "You love this don't you!" 

Catherine moaned. It was the only sound that came out.

"Suck it," he demanded and she took his cock in her mouth.

It was too thick to take in deep but he just stroked her hair and didn't force it so she concentrated on the tapered head and fondled his balls with her soft little fingers. They were quite huge and very heavy. She kissed her way along the underside of his shaft and sucked on one then the other, just caressing them with the warmth of her mouth and moaning a little at the thought of them filling with cum. Her panties were being taken from her legs and then she helped him pull her top and bra off. 

"Now lie down and spread those fucking legs," he said, kissing her hard then pushing her face away.

She did as she was told and he got down on top of her. He guided himself and pressed the tapered head of his cock into her wetness. Then she felt it penetrate and stretch her open and he was hard against her, holding the top of her head and humping away.

Catherine's first orgasm built and thumped through her belly quite quickly and she was fucked through that and on into another and another. The body of the man on top of her was like iron and the cock steadily thrusting in and out of her seemed to be growing thicker and thicker, until finally he tensed up and held firm, and she felt the hot sperm gushing inside, causing her to smile to herself and find the energy to spread her legs a little wider and hold herself up and pressed against him.

Soon enough though he had finished unloading and he rolled off and sat up. He then immediately got dressed and left her lying there. 

She waited a while - just lying there naked on the bed, listening for anyone else. Then she got dressed and stopped at the top of the stairs to see the poker game had resumed, and she was left to make the walk of shame while the other three men watched her. At least it felt like a boys dorm walk of shame with them all knowing she had just been fucked and the way they were all smiling. It was thrilling though -- the idea of being their plaything -- of being fucked between hands of poker.

Len caught Catherine's hand as she was walking past and he pulled her close. "Should we order in tonight?" he asked, stroking her hair a little.

"I don't mind cooking," Catherine answered sweetly. "Why don't you men just relax and let me take care of you..."

"Take care of us huh?" Tom asked with a grin.

"Uh huh..." Catherine answered, feeling her blush deepen. "I'll just be in here if anyone wants me..." she added back over her shoulder as she walked into the kitchen with the warmth of Luke's cum soaking into the crotch of her panties.

As she was preparing the meal her panties started to feel sticky though, so she went into the laundry to find a fresh pair. She was just pulling them down when Tom appeared in the doorway. He was leaning there against the door frame smiling so she continued lowering her panties and she stepped out of them. Then when she turned to put them in the washing basket he moved in behind her and felt her breasts.

His hands were up her top and he worked her bra up and started squeezing and playing with her nipples. She could feel his erection pressing against her back. "Do you want me like this again?" she uttered as he mauled her neck. Then she arched her back and presented herself to him and he pulled his shorts down his thighs and freed his cock. He started rubbing into her pussy from behind. "I'm still a bit wet from Luke..." she said but he had pulled her top up and he was kissing her back, and then he was kissing her butt and pulling her cheeks open to lick into her.

Catherine laid over the washing machine and clung to it. Her butt was being stretched open and there was a nose pressing into her while a tongue was slicing through her pussy lips and licking deep inside. Her boobs were out the bottom of her top and bra and were pressed against the cool metal lid of the washing machine. Her legs were being forced apart and one of them was being lifted while the tongue that was licking her out began to focus more on her clitoris. It was folding over it and swirling around, making her belly clench and causing her nipples to ache. Then it all stopped and as she opened her eyes to meet those of her husband at the laundry door she was suddenly being filled with cock.

Tom had penetrated and slid all the way up her with a slow insertion of his fully erect member. He took hold of the control panel of the washing machine and started fucking the woman bent over it.

Catherine maintained eye contact with her husband and kept her grip on the machine but she lifted her butt and ground back against the cock that was thrusting into her. "So, we'll deal you out of this hand..." her husband said to the man riding her. He was grinning.

"Yeah -- maybe this and the next one," Tom chuckled.

The other two men appeared at the doorway and Catherine watched their faces while she was being fucked. She felt embarrassed but that did nothing to subdue the orgasm that was building. The man on her back was balls deep and humping her with short powerful thrusts. The cock inside of her was so deep and his balls were slapping against her exposed and very aroused clit. The washing machine was banging against the wall.

"Yeah -- nearly there..." Tom gasped and the sound of his voice sent Catherine over the edge and into a powerful orgasm. It ripped through her belly and exploded in bursts of sheer ecstasy through her entire body. She cried out at the force and severity of the contractions as she ground her sopping little gash over the base of the cock she was impaled upon, and the contractions thumped and thumped through her belly as the man on her back crushed her to his body and started pumping his load into her.

The other two men went back to the card game but Len stayed and watched his good friend Tom finish himself off inside of Catherine. She remained bent over the washing machine and he continued fucking her for a little while after he had ejaculated. More or less just playing with her and enjoying the feel of her. He had remained semi-firm and he was pulling back a fair way then sinking into her again. Then after a while he pulled back further and Len saw the swollen head of his cock stretch Catherine's pussy lips wide open and slip out of her.

Tom winked and gave Len a pat on the back as he left the room and went back to the game. Catherine stood up fixing her bra and top back into place and Len approached and cuddled up behind her. "Are you okay?" he asked warmly. "Should I tell them that's enough for today?"

"No, I'm fine," Catherine replied sweetly. "I don't mind if they want me again later..."

Len turned her around and kissed her softly. "I think they want to go out again after dinner. Maybe back to that dance club..."

"That'd be fun." 

Catherine sorted through the clean washing and found a pair of her panties. She needed to use a towel to dry her inner-thighs and dab at the cum that was oozing from her pussy.

"Is that all from Tom?" her husband asked. He was staring at her crotch as she dabbed at the thick fluid again.

"And from Luke..." she said. "They both came in me really hard... My other panties were totally soaked."

Len smiled. "Well I guess I could tell them to use rubbers."

"You will not!" Catherine scolded playfully. "I'm sure they wouldn't enjoy it as much and I know I certainly wouldn't!"

"Do you want me to get you a tissue?" Len asked. She was still dabbing at the cum.

"No it's okay... I don't mind feeling it a little bit. It's just that there was so much it was running down my leg... I think it's because Tom was really thick this morning when he came in me but this time it was more thin and runny."

She pulled her panties up and smoothed them into place. "Anyway it feels nice being this wet and gooey from your friends... But I'd better go and make them a nice big dinner so they'll have plenty of energy for me next time..."

Len returned to the game and a little while later Catherine came in carrying huge pasta dinners for two of his friends. She placed them down in front of Howard and Luke. Luke felt her ass underneath the back of her skirt, giving it a bit of a squeeze and making her smile back over her shoulder as she turned away. It was also apparent that she had removed her bra... Her tits were jiggling and obviously bare beneath her little top and her nipples were erect and poking at the fabric.

When she returned with the other two dinners she wriggled around behind Luke but after she had served Tom and Len he caught her and pulled her to his side. "Stop it," she said though. "At least have your dinner and let me have mine before it gets cold."

After dinner everyone showered and dressed for a night out. And after keeping everyone waiting for half an hour Catherine came down in a short leather skirt and a fitted blouse that offered very nice cleavage. Actually her tits were just jiggling out the top of a little lace purple bra.

Len was designated driver and during a rather quiet trip to town he checked over his shoulder to see that Luke was fingering her in the back seat. She was sitting between he and Tom. Tom was just watching and Luke had his hand up her skirt and his fingers slowly moving in and out of her pussy.




Sweet Catherine Really Likes Men



They were wet and glistening in the street lights and Len could hear the gentle slurping sound.

"Do you like that?" Luke asked as he kissed her.

"Uh huh... but you're making me all wet again," she uttered in reply.

"So how about another fuck before we get there?" Luke went on as he kissed her again. "Do you want to sit on my lap?"

Catherine looked around at the other men watching. It was somehow exciting to be kissed in front of them and Luke Kissed her again.

"What about I do something else for you this time," she said when he allowed her to speak again.

"Something else?" he queried with a smile.

"Uh huh... I haven't done it for any of you yet, and it would be easier afterwards if I just have to fix my hair and lipstick."

Luke's smile broadened. "A blowjob?" He looked around at the other men. "She wants to blow me," he said. "Make some room there Tom!" 

Tom wriggled against the door and ended up with Catherine's butt virtually in his lap when Luke pulled her head down. He felt around the back of her thighs and found where her panties were wet and he slipped his middle finger under the edge and into her.

Catherine felt a rush of tingles as she was penetrated again and there was another hand feeling her breasts. That hand belonged to Howard. He was twisted around in his seat and her husband had pulled the car over under a street light and he was also watching. 

The cock being forced into her mouth was very thick and she couldn't take much of it in but she sucked on the head and worked it with her tongue.

Luke kept hold of the back of her head and continued thrusting upward into her mouth. He could feel his load building fast and the intensity seemed heightened by the fact that there were three other men watching. 

Catherine was on the verge when the cock in her mouth suddenly jumped and started spurting hot cum. She held the little head and sucked hard on it while the long bony finger vibrating in her pussy sent her over the edge and into a mild orgasm. And those soft contractions kind of pulsed through her belly while she enjoyed the taste of Luke's sperm -- the first other man she had tasted in quite a while.

She continued sucking until the cock in her mouth shrunk and then she released it and kissed her way along the underside and gently sucked on his balls while looking up at his face. "You tasted nice," she said sweetly.

He stroked hair from her face and smiled. Then he looked up at Len. "Your wife's a good cock sucker buddy... Swallowed every drop too!"

Len felt his face heating up with a bit of embarrassment but looking back down at his wife's pretty face she was just in the process of squeezing the guy's cock and licking a drop of cum from the tip.

She sat up wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. "Does anyone else want me to?" she asked, looking from Tom to Howard and then meeting Len's eyes.

"Yeah, I wouldn't mind a turn love," Len said, and she smiled while the other guys cheered.

Luke got out and lit up a smoke and Tom got out as well, giving Catherine more room. She took her husband's familiar cock into her mouth and worked the shaft with her soft little hand. He was already hard and quite excited.

Len had actually been hard off and on all day and his load built quickly and caused his wife to moan when it erupted into her mouth.

Catherine closed her eyes and swallowed the hot salty fluid. She then took her husband's cock out of her mouth and kissed her way down to his balls, looking up into his eyes while she sucked and kissed them. "Do you like watching me do this?" she asked him softly, and he nodded and smiled. "Do you like watching me do it for them too?" she went on teasingly. "Do you like men calling me a cock sucker?" she moaned as she felt Howard pushing his fingers into her from behind.

Her husband then got out of the car and Tom took his place with his cock already out and almost fully erect. She didn't want to cum again but Howard was gentle and she enjoyed they way he fingered her while she did her best with such a huge cock-head to suck.

She ended up mostly jacking him off with her hand and only holding the head in her mouth fully when he was ejaculating. And at that is was a fairly thin and small load that time, considerably less than Luke and her husband had produced, but it was again exciting to be tasting semen from another man.

"I think you've drained me completely," Tom was saying as she kissed his balls and smiled up at him.

"Mmm but you still tasted nice..." she smiled in reply. "Plus I've been dripping from you down there all day."

"You will be all day tomorrow too," Tom grinned as he got up out of the car to make way for Howard.

"Promise?" Catherine teased him as she took Howard's rather short erection in her hand. She then smiled up at Howard. "At least I can fit yours in my mouth properly," she said, and she kissed the tip and then sucked his entire length.

Howard used to be embarrassed about his lack of size but over the years he had maintained his virility, and he could feel an extraordinary load building in his balls as he held the young wife's head and fucked her mouth. 

She was accommodating him too. She had relaxed in his hold and was only holding the base of his shaft, stopping him from forcing his way into her throat, yet allowing him to thrust fully into her mouth. And she was sucking hard on the head when he pulled back, and when he delayed his next thrust she would lash the underside of the crown with her tongue and send a powerful surge of tingly warmth down his shaft and into his balls. Filling them more and more!

And when the older man finally ejaculated his cum gushed in powerful spurts to virtually fill Catherine's hot little mouth. And she was surprised by how much of it there was and she glared up at him wide eyed as he held her in place and continued unloading.

"Yeah, that's it," he said soothingly. "Swallow it all for me..."

She looked up at her husband peering in through the open door and she swallowed again, taking more of the thick fluid in and breathing in the powerful scent of the older man. "God that's so strong," she uttered as she was released to catch her breath. "He taste's so much stronger than you other men," she said, peering beyond her husband to where Tom and Luke were looking down over his shoulder.

Len watched his wife lift the shrivelled old cock in her hand and begin kissing and gently sucking on the man's balls. She did it oh so softly and with almost nurturing care and attention. And she smiled up at the guy as if she was thanking him for the cum he'd produced for her.

"Can we stop at a gas station so I can fix my hair please?" she said to Len as she sat up, again wiping her mouth on the back of her hand...

Everyone got back in the car and Len drove on towards town. Catherine was still swallowing at the taste of cum and cleaning it from her teeth after a few minutes. The guys were laughing and chatting and she had this warm little feeling at the thought of having just sucked them all off... In 24 hours she had allowed them all to have sex with her and it looked like she was in store for another night as their plaything.

At the dance club she was rarely dancing with only one of them. Usually it was between two and she was grinding against them unashamedly and being felt up constantly. Other women in the place were giving her looks and she knew what they were thinking and saying about her. The fact is though -- she was there on a date with 4 men and she was available to all of them. 

But after arriving back at the lodge that night all 4 men crashed out asleep and she was left in peace to shower and go to sleep. Len had fallen asleep on a couch so she actually had the bed to herself. Then in the morning she woke to the feel of being penetrated from behind and she turned to find Howard grinning at her as he worked his cock in and out.

He had used plenty of lubricant and as small as he was he wasn't causing any discomfort, so she lifted herself back against him and waited a minute or so until he was unloading. 

"Yeah, that's nice," he groaned as he held firmly against her. 

"It was quick," Catherine smiled back up at him.

"I've been here for a while," he said. "I was just enjoying looking at you and stroking off a bit... Even moved your legs apart but you didn't wake up."

He moved back and his cock slipped out, and Catherine immediately felt his cum running down her leg. 

"I think the other guys want you again before we leave this morning," he said. "I heard them talking but I snuck up here and got to you first," he smiled.

Catherine watched him get dressed, just lying there with the sheet pulled up over her breasts. "Tell them I'll wait here," she said as he bent to kiss her. "But tell whoever's next to bring me a coffee okay?"

Howard left her with a smile and a few minutes later Luke appeared with a coffee cup in his hand. 

Catherine had a few sips while he got undressed and then he got into bed with her... He didn't say anything. He just got on top of her and between her legs. And she held him and kind of stared at the ceiling while he fucked her. Then she spread her legs as wide as she could when he was starting to lose control. And as he started to ejaculate she looked down from the ceiling to see her husband standing in the doorway beside Tom.

Len and Tom were both watching the way Luke's cock was stretching Catherine open. He was fully up her and the thick base of his shaft was all the way in, with his balls clenched and pulsing with each gush of sperm.

When he finished unloading he got up on his knees and inadvertently kept Catherine's thighs spread apart. And that gave Len and Tom a view inside of her, with her pussy left gaping open and a thick wad of cum just deposited inside.

Luke looked back over his shoulder grinning. "Who's next?"

Then Len watched Tom crawl on the bed and get onto his wife. He lifted her onto her hands and knees and mounted her from behind, with his massive cock head squeezing nicely into her open gash and no doubt collecting the thick wad of cum that was pooled in there and forcing it all the way in deep.

Catherine's nightie was already scrunched up her back but Tom pushed it up further and over her head. It slipped down her arms and revealed her boobs, which were bouncing back and forth with each of Tom's thrusts. Luke had stayed and Howard had returned. They were both watching her bouncing tits and watching Tom mating her.

Mating was also the thought going through Len's mind. This was a servicing -- a simple process of three males emptying their balls into a receptive female. Although Len noticed his wife go into orgasm just when Tom's balls started pulsing with the load he was depositing into her.

Then when Tom pulled out and got off her he fixed his clothes and took a seat on the dresser while Catherine pulled the sheet up to cover her breasts again. And Len stood quietly listening while the three of them chatted with his wife, naked in bed with their cum in her belly -- most probably even leaking out of her pussy and dribbling down to pool on the sheet beneath where she was sitting, he imagined.

"That was some pretty hot girl-girl action down in the kitchen the other night," Luke teased. They were about to leave, all together in Tom's car and Len was to lock up and hand back the keys later in the morning. "So, do you think you might like to come visit -- maybe get it on with Sarah again sometime?" Luke went on, grinning.

Catherine blushed. Then she looked around at the three of them, giving a shy little smile. "I don't think I want to do that again," she uttered.

"Why not?" Luke pressed. "It was so fucking hot... Love to watch you in action with a woman again. Even if it wasn't Sarah."

Catherine was fiddling with the sheet that had slipped a little to expose one of her nipples. She was blushing very deeply as she looked up again. "It's not that I don't like Sarah," she said sweetly, and she looked around at the three of them once more. "It's just that I really, really like men..."