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The Casino

By: meatmywife



The story is about my wife and our mutual desire to allow her to have sex with other men. If this isn't your thing it's ok just move on to something you like. This is a site for sex stories and there are lots of them in all different categories. After all if you weren't looking for stories about sex why would you be reading this? 

If you enjoy reading stories about MMF threesomes and moresomes then continue reading. I hope you enjoy! We did!!!

My wife Jolene and I were invited to go to an Indian Gaming Casino in Palm Springs with a close friend of ours who is spending some time in our area. Bob has been a friend of ours for many years; my wife and I have had several intimate nights with him. Jolene and Bob have always had a sexual spark between them and I have enjoyed watching them suck and fuck each other. My wife Jolene is 5'8" with womanly figure, long tan legs, 38D breasts, curves in all the right spots and a neatly trimmed pussy I love. Both Bob and I are at six foot and although Bob weighs in at about 230 lbs I have a couple more pounds on him at about 240. 

The agreement was we would meet him at the roulette tables in the casino after we checked into the hotel that is part of the casino. He was visiting relatives not too far from Palm Springs and said he would drive down to meet us so we could gamble together before he flew back home. I was to call him once we were checked in and he would head down to join us and show us around the casino, as we had never been there. My wife and I had planned to spend the weekend in Palm Springs before heading home on Sunday night. Before leaving our home Jolene slipped into a short summer dress that fell about midway down her long tanned thighs and swayed when she walked. With each step you could almost catch a glimpse of her fine firm ass. Her beautiful chest was held loosely behind the buttoned up dress, her cleavage clearly visible as the top two buttons were left open. My wife's hard nipples pressed against the thin material creating an alluring sight.

We arrived late in the afternoon and checked into the hotel at the casino. After checking in and putting our clothes away we took a long shower together, enjoying each other's bodies and company. As we were making our way from the shower to the bed there was a knock on the door. Startled we each grabbed a towel as Jolene headed to the main room and I opened the door. Our friend was standing there with a big smile on his face, holding some flowers for my wife and a bottle of rum and some cokes for all of us. I welcomed him in and as my wife rose to greet him her towel barely covered her very fuckable pussy and was just long enough to cover my wife's supple breasts. After mixing some drinks we all made ourselves comfortable. Our friend sat on the sofa as I took a seat in the overstuffed chair near the window. Jolene sat on the bed facing both of us and while we visited my wife's legs crossed and uncrossed several times revealing her naked pussy to both our friend and me. 

After two drinks we decided to get dressed for dinner as evening was quickly approaching. The two of us men watched as Jolene stood up and headed toward the bathroom, dropping her towel just as she entered the bathroom giving us just a glimpse of her fine ass. I slipped on a pair of shorts and a nice shirt and joined Jolene in the bathroom where she was putting on her make up and brushing her hair. As I came up behind my wife's naked body I slipped my hands around her and as I was kissing her neck, the right side of course, I began fondling her breasts. Jolene's response was to lean back into me and spread her legs slightly so I could slip one finger in her very wet pussy. A few minutes of this was almost too much and I backed away at Jolene's request to retrieve her a pair of panties, a skirt and a blouse. 

Jolene had brought some sexy clothes and as I handed her a short wraparound skirt, a bra and a blouse she asked where her panties were. I smiled as I asked my wife not to wear any panties tonight and with a nasty grin she blew me a kiss. I joined our friend in the main room as Jolene finished getting dressed. We were both blown away when Jolene exited the bathroom in her short skirt, high heels and tight fitting blouse. My wife's lacey bra accentuated her fine breasts and the blouse was open just enough to give anyone a clear view of her cleavage. As my wife walked toward us her wraparound skirt opened just enough to give us a glimpse of her tanned thighs. Sitting on the edge of the desk to load her purse my wife's skirt opened slightly revealing her legs almost up to her naked pussy. We had one more quick drink while our friend and I took in my wife's beautiful body and sexy pose. 

We decided to eat in the dining room of the casino and while taking the elevator down to the first floor my wife asked if the two of us men were ready for a lucky night. This made us all laugh as I said I hope we all get lucky tonight. Our friend was smiling and mentioned he hoped he would get lucky as well as he took in my wife's beautiful breasts barely covered by her blouse. Just before the door opened Jolene gave us each a kiss and said it was for a lucky night for all of us. The people waiting on the first floor kind of chuckled as we exited because my wife's lipstick was on each of our cheeks. Jolene held both of our hands as we made our way to the dining room and to the booth selected by the headwaiter. As Jolene slid in the leather booth her skirt came open allowing the headwaiter, our friend and me a casual glimpse at her tanned thighs and neatly trimmed pussy. Our friend and I slid in on either side of my wife as we bid the headwaiter good evening. As he walked away we all had a charged laugh at what had just happened. Sitting next to Jolene in the booth I had a clear view of my wife's fine legs and I am sure Bob did also as I caught him many times looking down at them.

As we ate the conversation was light and fun, filled with old memories and just a hint of sexual tension. A couple of times Jolene mentioned that she was feeling lucky and wanted to share that feeling with us. As we talked I noticed occasionally that her hand was resting on our friend's thigh as she was talking directly to him. The thought of her hand feeling his cock made mine stand at attention. I enjoy watching my wife with other men both socially and also in the bedroom and this suited me just fine. About half way through dinner Jolene mentioned she had to go to the ladies' room and Bob immediately moved out of the booth and took her hand to help her out. Although I could not see it I am sure he caught a very nice look at my wife's beautiful pussy as she slid out of the booth. On her return there was one more button undone on her blouse that allowed both our friend and the waiter as well as myself more viewing pleasure of Jolene's chest.

After finishing dinner we decided to hit the gaming room and do some gambling. We were having a great time gambling, joking and watching Jolene's fine legs move about the room. As we played Craps my wife's breasts several times just about jumped out of her bra when she rolled the dice down the length of the table. Everyone at the table was enjoying the action and the show at our end of the table. After shooting craps for a while I sat down at a Blackjack table with Jolene while our friend went to play slots. After a couple of hands my wife mentioned she would like to play slots and scooped up her money and disappeared into the casino in search of Bob and the slot machines. I continued to play Blackjack and was doing pretty well and as I watched my wife walk away her hips were swaying seductively back and forth under her short skirt. 

About an hour later I left the Blackjack table deciding to join my wife and our friend at the slot machines. I made several trips around the casino but was not able to find either of them. My mind began wandering to Bob and my wife being gone at the same time and whether they both were getting lucky or not. I sat down at a slot machine where I could see the lobby of the hotel and began dropping coins as I watched people walking around the casino. In about 20 minutes I noticed my wife as she left the lobby of the hotel headed toward the casino. Jolene was alone and instead of her short skirt and blouse she was wearing a pair of tight shorts and a man's shirt tied at her midriff. Jolene looked totally sexy as she made her way across the floor still wearing her high heels accentuating her long tanned legs. As my wife got closer I noticed the shirt she had on was our friend's and watching her breasts move I could tell she did not have a bra on now. When she was just about at my side I could clearly see the outline of her nipples through the thin light colored material of our friend's shirt and her nipples were very erect, pushing out against the thin material. Scanning her body my eyes came to rest on her pussy being tightly pressed against by the thin material of her shorts.

As my wife joined me at the slot machine she pulled me close and we had a long deep passionate kiss. Jolene's hands were roving my chest and mine were pulling her close to me as I held her tight ass in my hands. When we broke the kiss my wife smiled that sexy smile of hers and asked me to follow her to our room as she had something for me. We left the casino and headed for the elevators arm in arm as my wife turned men's heads with her provocative outfit. When we entered the elevator there were two young men about mid-twenties in the back of the elevator and they were very pleased with my wife's outfit as the door shut. As the elevator started moving I asked my wife where she had been, as I explained I could not find her earlier. Jolene moved right up next to me, sliding her hand down the front of my pants and in a lusty voice she said, "I have been a very naughty wife!" just loud enough for the two young men to hear. 

With the two young men craning their necks to hear and trying not to stare directly at my wife's tight ass and barely covered breasts she continued, "I met a friend in the casino and asked him if he was feeling lucky!" Knowing the young men were tuned in I asked her how lucky our friend was as I slid one hand behind her and cupped her ass in my hand. My wife's leg wrapped around mine as she told me "Our friend got very lucky, in fact I think he won the jackpot!" just as she slid her tongue in my waiting mouth. The elevator was mirrored and I could see the two men watching our every move as we continued kissing. The elevator stopped at a random floor and the doors opened but there was nobody there. We had broken our kiss when the doors opened and my wife had turned so her back was to me and was pressed tightly to my body. Jolene was standing in front of me facing the mirrored doors of the elevator.

As the elevator doors closed again Jolene took my hands from around her waist and moved them up to her chest holding them tight against her supple tits. In the mirror we could see the two young men looking at each other then at us. Knowing our floor was coming up soon my wife moved her hands away from her chest and in doing this untied the shirt and spread the shirt wide enough to reveal her luscious breasts. As this was happening my wife asked me rather lustily "Are you feeling lucky dear?" At this point I began massaging her breasts and rolling her nipples in my fingers as I kissed her neck. The doors opened on our floor and we left two horny young men in the elevator wondering what was happening.

When we got to our room my wife's shirt was just about completely off and just before we entered she looked at me and asked if I was ready for a surprise. I told her whatever the surprise was I was ready for it. Walking into the main room I could see the bed was completely in shambles as if someone had a wrestling match on it. I could hear the shower running but was totally consumed by Jolene's seductive nature. As she peeled her shirt completely off and squirmed out of her tight shorts I noticed she had on a pretty white G-string. The G-string was coming off as my wife lay on the messed up bed and spread her legs to me. Looking down to her beautiful pussy I could see cum leaking from her neatly trimmed pussy lips while she was motioning me with her finger to join her on the bed. 

In an instant I was undressed and crawling between my wife's legs as she started telling me how she had come to this condition. I licked and sucked her well-fucked pussy as my wife told me that when she met up with our friend he asked her if she was ready to get lucky. Jolene asked Bob what he had in mind and he said a toss of a quarter, heads she gave him head, tails and he would give her head. The quarter went up and it landed on heads. Within seconds he had taken my wife by the hand and headed to the elevator on the way to our room. I was rolling my wife's nipples in my fingers as I continued eating her pussy while she described undressing in front of our friend and then moving to her knees to take his cock out of his pants. I listened as she described sucking his cock while he undressed. As I slid a finger in my wife's pussy she told me how he had pulled her up to him and kissed her while moving toward the bed. Once on the bed Bob had licked her pussy just as I was doing now. After Jolene's initial orgasm our friend asked to take her doggie style so he could watch himself fuck her in front of the mirror. My wife told me how erotic it knowing I was downstairs while she was upstairs fucking our friend Bob. 

About this time my cock was so hard I was about to explode and I turned my wife over so she could again get in the doggie position. I had a lovely view of her freshly fucked pussy, her lips swollen with sex and her fine ass poised in front of me. My cock wasted no time in plunging into her wet pussy as my wife was telling me to grab her by the hips while fucking her harder. I watched my wife's breasts swaying under her in the mirror as she described our friend fucking her hard and pulling on her hips with each of his thrusts. With one hand on my wife's hip and the other moving to her hard nipples we began our fucking in earnest, topped of by a very powerful orgasm as I pumped my cum into Jolene's wet pussy. I continued sliding my cock in and out of my wife's slick pussy, as it seemed my cock would not relax or subside. Jolene continued to purr softly as I worked my cock in and out of her cum filled pussy.

As we started to slow down and relax I looked up to see our friend standing to the side of us with his hard cock in his hand. Jolene lay face down on the bed with her legs spread slightly, a puddle of cum forming on the bed just under her pussy. Bob made his way over the bed and offered my wife his hard cock. As my nasty, sexy, sluttish wife lay on the bed with cum oozing from her pussy she took our friends cock in her mouth and began licking his shaft up and down. I watched as Jolene's mouth engulfed Bob's cock and her cheeks go concave as she began sucking our friend's hard on. My wife was pumping Bob's cock with one hand as she slurped his dick in and out of her mouth. Bob grasped my wife by the hair with both hands as he erupted into her mouth sending his cum down her throat and oozing from her lips. Jolene tried to lick his cock clean and also lick her lips clean as she rolled over on her back. I was on my knees looking down at my beautiful wife, her cum soaked pussy and her face partially covered with Bob's cum. Jolene had a well fucked glow about her and a smile on her face.

My wife rolled off the bed and headed toward the bathroom to take a shower and clean up. Bob and I sat naked on the sofa with a drink and toasted our good luck for the evening. I asked Bob how he had enjoyed being alone with my wife and he went on to explain the hour or so they spent together. Our friend explained that after they undressed and before having sex they laid together and kissed for about a half an hour which really turned them both on. Bob continued as he told me how he had slid his cock into my wife and had to hold back because he was about to cum instantly. They kissed again for a while after their fuck session before Jolene left to find me. As Bob was finishing his story my wife came from the bathroom and agreed she too enjoyed kissing our friend. I suggested she show me how much she enjoyed it as she crossed the floor and dropped her towel. 

Jolene asked me to mix her a drink as she sat sideways on Bob's naked lap. I returned with her drink to find my wife and our good friend locked in a passionate embrace. Jolene was running her hand over Bob's chest as their mouths were locked together. Bob for his part had one hand lightly fingering her pussy while he held her closely with his other large hand. I watched as occasionally their tongues snaked into each other's mouths. Bob's free hand was moving between my wife's pussy and her hard nipples. My cock was growing again watching my nasty wife sitting naked on our friend's lap kissing and fondling. Bob's fingers were probing my wife's pussy as I heard Jolene start breathing hard and gasping in an orgasm. I sat stroking my cock as I watched Bob's finger continue slowly moving in and out of my wife's slick pussy, coated with her cum. My cock was hard in my hand as Jolene stood and spread her legs standing in front of Bob. I could see between her spread legs that Bob was hard again, his cock standing tall. 

I watched as my beautiful wife lowered her pussy down onto our friend's cock, almost sitting on him as his shaft disappeared into her hot box. Jolene was facing me and smiling as Bob began fucking her. I watched my wife's hands move to her breasts and begin pulling on her own nipples as our friend held her by the waist meeting each of her movements with his own. I stood and walked across the room jacking myself off as I continued to watch Bob's cock slide in and out of my wife's pussy. As I stood in front of Jolene I began shooting my cum on her chest and nipples, watching her fingers slide the creamy load over her chest. Bob was in a slow motion movement as he too began cumming in my wife's pussy. As I stood in front of Jolene I could see Bob's cum leaking from her and sliding down his still hard cock. Jolene was tossing her head slowly back and forth as she slowed down and settled on Bob's now softening cock.

As Jolene separated from our friend her pussy was oozing cum and she had cum all over her chest. My wife smiled at me and taking my soft cock in her hand led me to the bed where she told me to lick her pussy clean. As I was sucking her clit and running my tongue over her pussy she was telling me how much she loved fucking and how much she enjoyed fucking our friend Bob. As Jolene began cumming again I sucked her clit into my hungry mouth and held her ass cheeks as she lifted herself from the bed. When my wife finally stopped squirming I got up and headed to the bathroom to collect some washcloths to clean her and me up. As I went to the bathroom and returned I saw that Bob was sitting in a chair he had turned and was watching me lick his cum from my wife's pussy.

It was late and as I cleaned my wife up she asked Bob to come lay with us in bed. Jolene and I kissed a little while before my wife turned and kissed Bob good night. I fell asleep with my wife's hand resting on my cock not knowing what her hand was doing with Bob's cock. The next morning I woke alone in bed naked, the covers pulled down to the floor. As I rose from bed I could see Bob sitting in a chair facing the open window looking out. As I approached from behind I saw my wife's beautiful head in my friend's lap, sucking voraciously on his hard cock. I stood and watched my wife's lips engulf Bob's shaft and then raised to circle the head of his cock with her tongue. Watching Jolene pump our friend's cock and then lick it's length made my cock hard. I knew this was going to be a great day! 

The Casino



The Casino...

At 9 pm he arrived, dressed in a classic tux, to find her at the casino bar. She arose from her seat as he approached and he was struck by her vision. Her makeup was light and accented her natural beauty. Her chestnut mane lay loosely, curling along the flesh of her neck. She was wearing a long black satin dress that highlighted her best features. Her shoulders were bare, with the dress sloping downward in front to expose her voluptuous cleavage. 

As she took a few steps to meet him he noticed the full length slit along her left thigh that allowed her sculptured leg clad in black nylon to be visible with each step. She put her arms around his neck and giggled, 

"Well, you cleanup up nice." and then kissed him softly, wetly. As he embraced her he could feel the bare flesh of the small of her back. 

They sat for drinks and small talk while she completed her keno wagers. He nuzzled her ear and savored her perfume. "God, you look incredible!" and then kissed her again. She raked her nails across his inner thigh as they kissed and his member began to swell. 

Having finished placing her bets, she nuzzled him in return and asked "So where lies your passion for gambling?" 

"Craps.", he replied. She stood and beckoned him to her and he was only too eager to comply. 

"Well, let's go shoot craps then!" she said, and off they went. As they walked through the casino he placed his arm around her waist, occasionally stroking the small of her back with his fingers. She put her head on his shoulder and purred.

They floated from table to table while he assessed the "feel" of the game. Satisfied he had found the right table, they settled in and he changed several hundred dollars for chips. "You'll have to teach me what you're doing," she said, "I've never played craps before." 

As he placed his wager on the "Come" line he told her that rolling a 7 on the "come out" roll is good and everyone gets paid. Roll a "craps" (2, 11, or 12) on the "come out" roll and everyone loses. Any other number establishes a "point" and the object is to hit that point before rolling 7 again. 

"The rest is all about what number the point is and making side bets that other numbers will come up before the seven." he said. "Once point is made, if you roll the point number again before a seven, everyone wins. Rolling a seven before the point kills the whole thing and the house wins. Then, we start over." 

She whispered in his ear "Come line? Wouldn't a 'cum' line be more fun?" and then she teasingly stuck her tongue in his ear. 

The hostess came by and he ordered her a Cosmopolitan and a scotch for himself. She was impressed he knew her drink. "Attention to detail." he said, "That is what you ordered at the pool, is it not?" and then he winked at her. 

With each bet he made she was impressed with his command of the table, and he with her sensual smiles and caresses. Before one roll, she reached down to the shelf below the table and took a sip from her drink and while returning it she reached over and stroked his manhood under the table. He looked at her and smiled. She smiled back, "For luck." she said. Indeed the roll acknowledged his bets and he kissed her as he hauled in his winnings. 

Eventually, the dice were offered to him to roll and he asked that she roll for him. Before her first roll he ran his hand down the bare flesh at the back of her dress then over her silk covered ass and into her crack. He felt her ass cheek twitch to this attention and stared into her eyes. "For luck." he said and she kissed him. She picked up the dice and rolled a seven. The crowd around the table erupted as the table men paid off the bets on the 'cum' line, as she had named it. 

This time she leaned forward and put her ass in the air slightly, offering herself to him and a view of her cleavage to the other players. He was only too happy to oblige. Once again he stroked her ass for luck and once again the crowd erupted as the house paid. With each stroke he felt her thrill and she felt her panties moistened to his attention, she rolled a seven and everyone roared as they got paid. Eventually though, she rolled a five. "That's Ok." he said "Five's the point. No more sevens until you roll a five." 

Several rolls later, she still not had hit the point but with each roll, the side bets paid off and the players encouraged her to roll again. All good things must come to an end however and on the next roll, she rolled a seven. 

Sighs of disappointment went around the table as the house collected its winnings. The crowd thanked her for her great rolls though as the dice were passed on down the line. "I'm sorry." she whispered in his ear wetly, "I'm happy to make it up to you." 

"Baby, please, you were... are great. We made some money and more importantly, we had a great time." he said. 

He gathered the chips from the table and tossed a $25 dollar chip to the stick man and said "Thanks guys, movin' on." 

"Thank you sir. Enjoy the rest of your night." was the reply. 

He put his arm around her waist and looked into her beautiful eyes and as they walked away from the table he said "Oh, I will!"

As they walked through the casino together he stopped and picked up a house phone. He looked into her eyes and said "Can you send a bottle of champagne and some strawberries to room 4777. Thank you." he said, and hung up the phone. 

On the elevator ride to his room they could not keep their hands (or their mouths) off each other. She caressed his hard cock through his trousers and he her breasts as they kissed. 

Upon reaching his room, they sat on the sofa and kissed. His hands roved everywhere on her body as his lips sampled the flesh of her neck and cleavage. Their tongues danced with each other and she swooned as he let his hands settle on her mound. 

He cupped her womanhood as he probed her mouth with his tongue. She eagerly sucked him into her as her pussy moistened under his teasing. Her hips gyrated under his touch and her own tongue explored him in return. She reached down and stroked his hardness through his trousers as he petted the center of her being. 

He inhaled and drew her breath from her, into his lungs, literally taking her breath away and she moaned with the last remnants of air she could muster. She surrendered herself to him but in doing so, she seduced him to be her mate.

A knock at the door startled them and they quickly straightened their clothes. The waiter dutifully set up the champagne and berries on the table in front of them, as requested, and was rewarded with a chip for his efforts. 

With the waiter gone and the door closed he loosened his tie and quickly returned to the sofa to find her offering him a glass of champagne. They sat and gazed into each other's eyes and fed each other strawberries and sipped champagne. The kisses that interrupted their prandial pleasure became more frequent and more probing. Soon, the hands that were dipping strawberries into fresh whipped cream were busy searching for fruits not brought by room service.

She disengaged from him and rose, walking over and standing at the foot of the bed. He picked up the champagne glasses and placed them on a bed-side table and quickly joined her. They embraced and kissed as if they had not seen each other in years. In a classic 'James Bond' move he reached back and unzipped her dress and while still kissing her, it fell to the floor revealing her undergarments. 

He retreated slightly to take in her figure and she was only too eager to show her wares. She was sporting a black satin bustier, black satin thong, garter-less black silk stockings and stiletto heels. 

He returned to her and kissed her again, letting his hands explore this new found treasure. He reached down and carefully scooped her breasts from their cups and fondled them while continuing his oral assault on her lips. 

Then his lips were upon her nipples and she threw her head back and sighed as she pressed his head to her breast and felt the burning of his suckling. Soon he returned her breasts to their home and his lips found hers once again but only briefly as she concluded the kiss.

Her eyes twinkled and a smile crossed her lips as she crawled up onto the bed and lay back looking up at him. "Come fuck me!" she said. He did not hesitate for a second and removed his tuxedo leaving it next to her dress on the floor.

He crawled up between her open legs and she embraced him and kissed him passionately. Their tongues danced and erotic dance as their hands searched out each other's flesh. Her fingers found his cock through his briefs and stroked it. She sighed into his open mouth as his fingers teased her satin covered pussy. 

She encouraged him to roll over and he complied. She was over him now, her legs astride his, her hands buried in his chest hair. He cupped her head with his hands and drew her down to him for a kiss. Soon her lips moved to his ear lobe. She sucked on it, nibbled at it, toyed with it while his fingers danced along her spine. 

Her lips moved down his neck leaving a trail of saliva as she kissed, her nostrils savoring his cologne. Upon reaching the base of his neck she drilled into his flesh with her tongue. She continued to move down his body, immersing herself in his chest hair. She lashed his nipples with her tongue and felt them harden in her mouth as she sucked on them, returning the pleasure she experienced earlier. 

She continued to kiss his abdomen, heading ever southward until she reached the bulge in his briefs, and then she kissed that too. 

One by one she drew her legs inside his until she was kneeling between his legs. She grabbed his waistband with her fingers. He eagerly hoisted himself in the air as she removed the barrier between them. She raked her nails across his lower abdomen and watched as his cock twitched in thrill to her attention. She grabbed him lightly with both hands and marveled at the hardness her foreplay commanded of him. 

She stroked his shaft lightly as she adjusted her position lower. Her stroking achieved her goal as a glistening drop of pre-cum emerged from his slit. She gazed into his eyes and a smile came to her lips as she slowly extended her tongue and retrieved her prize. His hips thrust forward, uncontrollably, as she savored his taste. 

She kissed his cockhead slowly, warmly, wetly as she kept her gaze seductively locked with his. "Oh fuck baby!" he exclaimed, "That feels so fucking good."

She continued to kiss him, enveloping more and more of his cock with each kiss. Her tongue swirled around his shaft coating it with her saliva. With one hand she reached down and gently kneaded his balls and raked her nails gently along his perineum to his anus. Each stroke evoked a thrill and caused him to thrust at her uncontrollably. Her lips parted from his soft cock head and deftly kissed along his shaft. She cupped his balls in her hand and sequentially placed each orb in her mouth and sucked them gently. Then she kissed her way back up his shaft and took him into her once again.

After several minutes she took him from her mouth and stroked him while returning her mouth to his, moving up over him, her legs astride his once more. She straightened up and reached down with one hand to pull aside her thong while the other grabbed his member. His eyes got wide and his hips thrust upward as she rubbed the head of his cock along her slit. With each stroke she would allow him to open her slit a little more and let her labia coat him as they kissed him. With each stroke she would bring the soft head of his cock in contact with her own swelling clit.

Then, she eased him inside her. As she guided him in and out of her she would coat his shaft and take more of it inside. She once again found his eyes with her own and her gaze penetrated to the depths of his soul as she brought his cock to the depths of her being.

"God baby, don't make me cum yet." he begged, "I want to taste that beautiful pussy." She acceded to his wishes and withdrew him, eager to feel his oral attentions. She deftly reversed her position gaining unfettered access to his juicy cock while presenting him with her dripping pussy. He reached up and scooped the strap of her panties from her back and she raised her legs as he removed them and tossed them aside.

She began, once again, to suck his cock in earnest while he began an oral assault on her pussy. Her labia, already swollen and glistening with her essence, were an easy target. His tongue lashed in broad strokes, while his lips gently followed. He took her labia into his mouth in turn to gently suck on them and cleanse them of her elixir. He could not believe the pleasure he was receiving. The sensation of her oral attentions to his manhood and the taste of her womanhood were intoxicating. She too was in heaven, pleasuring this man that was pleasuring her. 

His hands parted her ass cheeks as he used the tip of his tongue to rim her button. Back and forth he went from pussy to anus and he knew he was getting to her. She began to moan with his cock still in her mouth but she was now distracted and no longer giving it her full attention. He reached over blindly and found a half-empty glass of champagne. He raised it up over the crack of her ass and let it dribble down over her anus, running off her pussy and into his mouth. 

The effervescent sensation of the champagne on her anus and lady lips put her over the edge. She reared up uncontrollably almost smothering him and began grinding her pussy into his mouth. She lost all sense of being as a thousand points of light descended upon her and her body contracted in hot spasm. Wave after wave of orgasm shook her to the core as she released herself upon him. Just when she thought it was receding, his tongue would lash out at her again and she would release another bolus of her cum for him. 

Spent, she leaned forward and once again allowed him to breath. He eagerly lapped up her cum. His tongue darted in and out of her. Her cum was like a drug and he, like any addict, would not be satisfied until he had swallowed all of her.

She rolled off of him in a daze still recovering from her release. He, now invigorated with her elixir reversed his position and crawled between her outstretched legs. She reached up and pulled him to her and welcomed him with a kiss. 

He entered her as their tongues entwined and she encouraged him to bury himself within her. His thrusts were steady and unhurried. His cock was throbbing and baked by her heat. As her strength returned she said, "Lay back honey." He rolled over as requested and she mounted him. She kissed him deeply as she pushed herself back and found him waiting. She drew him into her while still kissing him passionately and began to thrust upon him in earnest.

Her lips disengaged his and found the flesh at the base of his neck. She reached up and intertwined his fingers with her own and raised his arms up over his head and pinned him there. She could feel her pussy still twitching from her release and his cock swelling inside her and knew he was close. She began nibbling at the flesh of his neck and applying suction. For him, her assault was sweet agony. As she marked him as hers she contracted her pussy muscles around his cock and begged it to release. 

He growled and unearthly moan as his cum gathered in his loins. She could feel his shaft spasm as his cum made its way from his loins to hers. He broke loose with his hands and encircled her waist and held her to him tightly as his cock erupted. She could feel the heat of his cum as it spattered inside her and her pussy instinctively fasciculated to enhance his release. She changed the assault on his neck to soft, wet, kisses to show her appreciation as his grip on her began to fade. 

His arms fell to his sides as the last drops of his load ejaculated from his spent member.

She raised up off of him and a drop of his cum followed his cock as it fell out of her. She bent down and lapped it up from his abdomen then cleansed his cock of the rest of her treasure. She returned to his waiting lips and kissed him. She lay in his arms and they drifted off to sleep.



The Casino Encounter



A long, long time ago, in a land.... well, it WAS a while ago, but things like this stick in your mind.

I was about twenty-three, in the Navy and stationed at a base right next to one of the premiere resort cities of the Caribbean. It was long before AIDS and all the other little "nasties" became so dauntingly prevalent, and I was - as usual - on the town and at the casinos, my regular Friday visit spots when I didn't "catch the duty" or if some poor schnook would stand it for me. I was a lucky player and usually could support my champagne tastes on the winnings.... God alone knows the "Big Eagle" shit very thinly in those days, and without my "luck" I'd have been condemned to the "shot and beer" scene at the local bordellos. Eccchh.

This nite I was playing craps, when a lovely young woman squeezed in next to me at the table. I was used to being hit on by single women and thought that this would be yet another interesting evening. 

She stood by me for a few minutes and contrived to nudge her breast into my arm several times, all the while flirting with her dark and exceptionally beautiful eyes. I reciprocated and, having won enough to fund the next month-or-so's lifestyle, turned to her and asked if I could buy her a drink. She seemed pleased to accept, but said, "I'm not alone here. My husband is with me."

I was a bit non-plussed, to say the least, but sensing my confusion, she hurried on, "He's been watching us ever since we spotted you. He likes it when I find someone whom I think attractive enough to try to pick up."

Involuntarily, my head came up and scanned about, seeking a perceived source of threat, but I found a remarkably handsome and quite dapper gentleman of about fifty, with a fine Imperial goatee (of all things!) and a full head of matching silver and charcoal hair. The way he was smiling immediately dispelled any sense of threat I may have had and this was reinforced by the warm handclasp he offered me. 

I was now totally bemused by the situation and sought refuge (of course, towing these two with me) in the bar. Actually, I sought a large Glenfyddich, followed by it's sister and cousin. 

The woman, Elisa, and her husband, Andres, were from another of the Islands and in town on business. She was about twenty-six and, while not ostentatious in any particular, was so pleasingly formed as to immediately be "The Woman We Love To Hate" for any other female in the immediate vicinity. Andres was, as I said, fifty (ish) but was as trimly made as someone his wife's age. She, about 5' 3", he about my own 5' 11". She a lovely shade of Caribbean honey-gold-brown, with long black ringlets, coral lips and whiter-than-white teeth. He was probably of French decent, slender (about 170 to my 200 pounds) and dressed like a gentleman of "the old school" of Paris.

We all had a more leisurely drink while, like a Greek chorus, they explained that Elisa was a connoisseur of males and whenever they were away from home and fairly anonymous, they loved allowing her to exercise her gourmeterie (which once in a while became gourmanderie) when the opportunity arose.

It appeared that the opportunity had, indeed, arisen (as had I by this time) when she saw me and so..... The only thing they thought I might have a problem with was that Andres would like to also join in the affaire, and did I think I could handle that?

By this time, Elisa was leaning toward me, the scoop of her shell revealing that she needed no brassiere to hold that exquisite pair of breasts, with her hand upon my thigh, affecting an intense concentration but effecting a raging hard-on for me. 

I'd never had any sort of experience with this sort of thing, but another Scotch certainly dulled any hesitation I might have had, and so, after a bit of rubbie-dubbie with kissie-mouth, the lady stood and we, like good little puppies, followed her to their rooms in the hotel. I think we scandalized the help a bit (I didn't think it was possible at the El Convento), as we took the grand staircase up (only one flight, damn it) and both Andres and I were rather overt with Elisa on the way up. 

Once we got to the rooms, Eliza flounced over to the stereo (no cd's back then.... hell, we were lucky to have Stereo!) and plopped on something moody and blue, proceeding to sway about the room, while Andres made me another drink (!) which for some reason really didn't seem to be affecting me. Eliza danced over to where I sat and began shedding diaphanous pieces of rainment.... the bodice went first, followed by the skirts, leaving her in a filmy chemise which whirled about her thighs, contrasting with the Creme-da-cacao colour of her skin. She'd sway and swirl to the music, sometimes raising her hem to wriggle, and I struggled out of the chair and began to dance with her. 

Andres came over and we formed a triad, dancing in quiet time to the music,while I ran my had over Elisa's breasts and down along her side to her hip. She faced me a little more and I slipped my hand under the chemise to find no panties and a very sparsely-curled pubic thatch, which was as wet as a sponge. I stroked her belly and then ran my hand back to her cunt, only to find Andres' hand there before me. 

Elisa was beginning to have a problem keeping her feet, so, with a glance at Andres, I swept her up and carried her into the bedroom, kissing her breasts through the chemise as I did so. I placed her on the bed and, as I let her settle back, stripped the chemise from her, leaving her clad only in thigh-top stockings and her shoes. 

Andres indicated I should sit on her right side as he took the left, and we proceeded to kiss her neck and breasts while first one, then the other of us would stroke her cunt and lips, occasionally dipping into her deeply with a finger. Her nipples were long and a light brown, and as hard as drill-tips. A sheen formed on each one and as I kissed it, it leaked into my mouth a bit, which excited me intensely. Andres slid his hand up under her and began to stroke her ass-pucker, using the copious vaginal secretions flowing from Elisa as lubrication. The next time I put a finger into her, I felt Andres finger through the thin membrane separating our flesh. 

Elisa went ballistic. Her hips came off the bed as though launched and she turned to stone for a few seconds as her orgasm hit, then flopped bonelessly down and began to shake and shudder in it's throes. Andres and I just remained in place until she was almost done, then withdrew from her body together, which sent another orgasmic shock through her. 

Elisa was obviously a wipeout for a moment, so Andres, after surveying (with justifiable pride) the "spoils" of our endeavours, asked If I'd like to get out of my clothes while he got our drinks from the other room. I disrobed quickly and stretched out beside Elisa while she recovered her breathing.

She rolled toward me and proceeded to kiss my face a hundred times, all the while seeking and finding my rampant 7 inches with her lily-soft hands. She broke from my face and pushed me over on my back, trailing down my chest and stomach with little nips and kisses until she could engulf my cock with her mouth, her black ringlets allowing me only a glimpse of the sensations I was experiencing. 

No matter, she swirled around the head of my cock and then simply dropped her mouth onto me until I was buried in her throat, then had only the head in her teeth and then buried me again.... I just shot off like a cannon. She squirmed and slapped her cunt across my leg as I unloaded into her mouth and throat, then she came off me as she orgasmed again and I shot my last cum on her face and breasts. Andres had also stripped out by now and knelt on the bed behind Elisa, supporting her as she continued to orgasm and then gently laying her down beside me. He immediately lowered his head to her pussy and began to lick up all the wonderful juices she'd been emitting, paying special attention to her ass and clit. Elisa was rolling about on the bed, making is hard for Andres to stay connected, but experience will tell, and she never managed to shake him free until yet another stiffening and collapse told us she had spent again. 

By this time, I was like a granite monument again and, tapping Andres on the shoulder, I rolled so that I covered Elisa in the missionary position, scooped her thighs up with my hands and just penetrated her to the full. My cock hit bottom on her cervix and she convulsed as though shot. I thought at first I had been too rough, but her legs scissored around my back and her arms clutched at my head and neck as she tried to force more of me into her. I obliged but getting my knees a bit more under us and really ramming my cock into her as hard as I thought she could take. We kept this up for several moments until she once again stiffened and drooped, while making the most amazing cross between a cry and a purr deep in her chest. 

It was then I felt Andres kneel on the bed behind me and suddenly felt his head pushing between my thighs. He began licking us where we were joined, licking Elisa's asshole, then coming back and licking the bottom of my cock when I drew back and my balls when I thrust forward. I was in Heaven. I never thought that sex, as wonderful as I knew it to be, could EVER be this good!.

Andres began to neglect Elisa for me, licking and sucking my sac and moving around to the rear, stroking and then licking my ('till then, Virgin) pucker. The sensations were astounding. I'd never felt such a hot, wet, sensual sensation such as that before, and I leaned forward and moved my knees up to allow freer access. Andres pulled his head out and began to lick my asshole with abandon, reaching under and cupping my balls and shaft with his hand. 

Elisa, feeling what was going on, slowed and then stopped, allowing me to fall out of her and then quickly swung around under me so she could suck me while I was presented with her freshly-fucked and wide open cunt. 

I fell forward on her body as she took me dick into her throat and began to lick and nip at her labia and clitoris as Andres still licked and fingered me. He evidently had some lubricant close to hand because I suddenly felt something cool on me and them his finger began a slow insertion into my rectum. Elisa also ran her hand up alongside Andres' and when he withdrew, she joined their finger for a double penetration of my asshole, which just drove me more deeply into Elisa's cunt.

Elisa then scooted out from under me and knelt on the bed in front of me, asking if I'd fuck her "doggy-style". Suiting action to intent, she wiggled back until my cock was touching the folds of her distended cunt, and I proceeded to fill her from that direction.

Andres held my hips and lifted me so I could have an optimum angle for penetration and lightly "urged" my rhythm in Elisa. Then I felt it. Andres cock was moving around on my ass. Here was the moment of truth, when I had to decide if I was going to dooooooo..... Too late. 

Andres' cock slowly opened my ass and began to penetrate it, and I LOVED it. It was so damn hot and hard, and this was so Hot and Nasty, I swear I grew an inch in Elisa.

Andres' cock kept slipping into me - it felt a foot long! - and it was getting even better than at first, then he withdrew all but the tip and I felt empty and hollow. I actually moved my hips back to recapture that shaft, but Andres was already coming back. The satiny feel of his cock slipping into and out of my asshole was indescribably wonderful.... It was all sex, bottled up and dispensed and once huge dollop, it was like nothing I could ever describe in words, but the sensation was mind-boggling. Andres kept a nice slow stroke in me and I just allowed his motions to govern my motion in Elisa while I pinched and pulled at her nipples. 

Finally, Elisa did it again, but it was rather more spectacular for being so deeply inside her when she came. I felt the muscles in her abdomen tense and lock and then the muscular contractions hit her vagina and milked the length of my cock like a Vaseline -covered fist. At the same time, Andres sped up and I could feel his erection getting larger and harder, until he suddenly let go a stream of heat deep inside me that was so electrifying I began to shoot into Elisa as though I'd never come earlier.

We all clung to one another as we shuddered through our orgasms then, as one person, we all collapsed onto the bed in various poses of experienced rapture.

A time passed in which we all just lay there and recovered ourselves. One thing I couldn't recover, though, was the fact that I'd just been fucked by a man, and that I loved it. That cherry was gone and I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I wasn't sure until Andres' hand encircled my cock and Elisa's mouth began to work her magic on me again. By the time Elisa came up and began kissing me while another mouth began sucking me, I was pretty sure that I wasn't gonna miss that particular cherry very much.

Elisa kept kissing me and then moving up a bit so she could hold my head up to her breasts, which had started dripping a little bit. I fastened to one nipple like a starving infant and, like that infant, was rewarded with a hot, thin spray of milk from her breast. Andres said he knew the instant it happened because my dick got stiff as a board and I thrust up into his mouth with some force. I continued nursing on Elisa's breasts but suddenly my cock was cold and untended for a moment. Not long, as Andres slowly squatted himself down onto my dick, which then said goodbye to another cherry as it penetrated up into Andres' bowels.

Ass-fucking a woman is a wonderful thing, and if you find a lady who favours it, consider yourself fortunate. Ass-fucking a man is a totally different feeling... his balls slap your abdomen, his asshole is tighter and harder and the internal plumbing is such that a completely different series of obstructions confront the aspirant penetrator.

Worth it, though. 

Very.

Elisa had swung around to rest against the headboard and to support my back and head on her abdomen and between her breasts. She stroked my chest and could just reach down to Andres' cock, which I now saw was at least 8" long, with a fat head and thinner shaft than mine. He leaned forward until he could put his hands on Elisa's shoulders and kiss her deeply, all the while moving himself up and down on my cock. The sensations were so incredible that when Elisa suddenly pushed against my shoulders, curling me towards Andres' abdomen, I simply opened my mouth and took the head of his cock into is whenever it was close enough. It was coated with cum and pre-cum and tasted just super to me, but it was tantalizingly out of reach most of the time as was yet a third cherry for the night!

I decided, in for a penny, and pushed Andres off me and onto his back. Getting to my knees in front of him, I picked up his thighs as I had done his wife's earlier, and slid my length into his ass in one smooth motion. He arched his back and found Elisa's cunt coming down on his face for some attention. Burying his face into her, and with my cock deeply in him, I saw that if I leaned over I would have something within range, and so bent as far as I could and sucked him deeply into my mouth. 

Too much, again! Andres stiffened and let out a muffled cry as his cum spurted up into my mouth at the same time I began to spurt into his ass... it were as though we were one great electrical circuit as Elisa also began coming again. 

This time, when we collapsed, it was for good for the night. I awoke some hours later with a sensation of having taken the world's largest shit and still being open back there, while my body was entangled with various delightful portions of two other people. I went back to sleep.

The sun found us all cuddled spoon-fashion together as though we'd been at this for centuries. We all acted as though this was our norm, also, waking, kissing, cuddling and stroking like experienced lovers. We took showers, repeated the evening's entertainments in several variations and generally enjoyed the morning. Especially nice was when I was fucking Elisa with her atop me and Andres slid his dick up her asshole. I could feel the entire length of his cock as it moved past mine and we all three came as one again, Elisa's muscles milking the cum out of both of us at once. Glorious fucking!

I borrowed a shirt and trousers from Andres while I returned to base, reported my whereabouts and the fact that I'd be back for muster on Monday, "Don't bother looking for me until then", got a change of clothes and the other tux and hightailed it back to the hotel..... only to find that Andres and Elisa had checked out while I was gone.

I'd forgotten anonymity was their watchword and, for a while, I felt terribly used, but then I realized that while we'd all used each other and the results had been fabulous, the results were really due to the novelty of it (for me) and the intensity wasn't something that could be sustained. Wise people that they were, they knew from experience (I hope not bitter!) that such encounters were best left to a single experience, lest the emotions become jaded after a while.

In all, I spent four and a half years on that Island, had many sexual adventures there and other places in the Caribbean and generally lived the life of a roue-in training (and was quite good at it, thank you) but I never had another encounter of such intensity again. I instigated several other threesomes and, while they were intense in their own ways, then never quite hit that peak of orgasmic energy that I had discovered that night.



The Casino Party



They'd been toying with one another all evening. Charles hadn't been able to keep his eyes off the woman. He didn’t recall ever meeting such a woman like her around the art gallery or any of the other circles of friends who made up the party that night. She was of an average height, but carried herself with an easy blend of elegance and mischieviousness such that she stood out. Poise and playfulness, Charles thought. Curiosity won out, and Charles found himself asking different friends about her.

He found out her name was Helen, and she was an old friend of their hostess. Tracking Mary down, Charles tapped her lightly on the shoulder and asked, “What can you tell me about your friend Helen?”

Mary grinned at him and sipped her champagne. “Which Helen would that be?” she asked in return. “I know several, after all.”

Charles narrowed his gaze. “I think you know. The black lady wearing the velour shirt-dress, and the high heels that make you just want to rub her ankles and calves for hours, ring a bell?” 

"Would you like an introduction?" Mary asked.

"No, well, not yet...let me see if I need one first," Charles answered. 

"Funny, that's what she said when she asked about you," Mary remarked with a laugh and another grin. She then disappeared back into the crowd of the party. Mary did parties well. The apartment complex’ clubhouse had been transformed into a miniature casino. Bars had been set up in most of the major rooms, and each area also sported two or three tables where gaming was taking place.

After Mary’s comment, Charles had turned to regard Helen and found her looking him over. He straightened his posture just a bit, and smoothed out his shirt and tie. He brushed a hand through the shadow of beard already forming on his chin, and wondered if he still looked okay. A little late to do anything about it, he thought.

The party was a nice mix of casualness and nightclub dress, more casual than he'd thought it would be, but at least he was in a sport jacket and not a tux. Tuxedos always made him feel out of place, no matter how well he knew the people around him. Charles shifted his position and took a fresh drink from a passing server. He used the mirrored surface of a nearby wall to check Helen out.

Helen appeared to be around five and a half feet tall, not quite a foot shorter than him, and had a nicely padded body. She wasn't the so-called pear shape, but she was more voluptuous than was the current style for her height. Charles liked how her breasts looked, but his eyes kept dropping to the curves of her hips and thighs where the fabric of her dress clung. He wished he had an excuse to walk around behind her.

Charles then realized there was an appetizer tray on the table just behind Helen and to the side. Perfect, he thought. Charles slipped over to fix himself a small paper plate of cheese-laden crackers, and turned to check Helen out from this new angle. 

Naturally, she caught him looking. 

Since that point, Charles and Helen had slowly been finding ways to pass close by or stand where they could watch one another mostly unimpeded by the other party guests. He would be chatting with this friend or that and letting his eyes lose their focus to see beyond his current company to where Helen was engaged in the same sort of activity across the room. He would stop at the bar for a new drink and turn around just as Helen was doing the same at the other end. They would meet eyes and laugh softly.

Mary, as might be expected, watched the whole thing over the course of a couple of hours. Finally, with a shake of her head, she took Helen by the hand and led her out into the middle of one of the main gaming areas. She stopped at Charles' side as he watched the craps game before him and occasionally placed a bet. Mary tapped his shoulder, gave him a little nudge, and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "It was cute for the first thirty minutes. Now it's just silly,” she said. “Helen, this is Charles. Charles...Helen. Now, say hello or something."

Helen flashed a pageant winner's smile at him. "Hello..."

"Or something," finished Charles with a wink. He took Helen's hand. "A pleasure...hi there." He then leaned in and gently kissed her cheek, then handed her the dice. 

"Is it my turn, then?"

"It is if you want."

"Fine, but keep talking, I'd hate for Mary to have gone through that trouble for nothing." She shook the dice and tossed them to the table's end. The croupier gave them back and told her nine was the point.

"Yeah, me too. I'm not going to be distracting you, am I?"

Helen rattled the dice in her hand and turned her warm, brown eyes on Charles more directly. "Yes, I hope so," she said with a bit of a giggle, leaning close to throw the dice again and rubbing her hip against him.

Charles slid a hand over her hip and caressed his way along the small of Helen's back. "Good. I wouldn't want to disappoint you so soon." The sound of the dice being scooped and handed back to Helen was lost on him for a moment. Then the click of chips being stacked before them registered. "You won, throw again," he said.

The warm whisper in his ear made his awakening crotch much more alert. Helen threw the dice a third time as she softly told him, “You keep playing with my ass like that, and I may not be the only winner.”

He chuckled and smoothed his hand through the soft surface of velour covering Helen’s behind. From the corner of his eye, he saw the tumbling dice strike the wall and settle on a pair of ones. “Snake eyes, your turn’s up.”

“Is it?” Helen smiled to the dealer as she turned away from the craps table. She slipped an arm around Charles’ waist and brought him away with her. He left his hand resting somewhere between the top of one curvy cheek and the small of Helen’s back, just about at her hip, and let her lead him through the room and into one of the hallways between playing areas.

She turned to him once they were in the shadows and looked him in the eye. “Let’s be upfront. It’s been fun flirting with you all night, but I want to know why you were drawn to me.” She let another impish grin escape and leaned in to kiss his neck. “Or are you always this easy?”

Charles laughed and gently shrugged his shoulders. “Well, at first it was just they way you held yourself. Then physical stuff like your eyes, your smile,” he paused to grin at her, ”your tits...kicked in, and I was interested enough to check you out more closely.” He kissed her cheek and pulled her closer to him. One leg eased itself between Helen’s thighs and slowly rubbed its kneecap against the thin bit of fabric covering her mound. 

Helen purred at the touch and sank her weight onto Charles’ knee. “That feels good,” she purred. 

“That’s nothing. Just wait until I can sit you down somewhere. Let you feel my warm breath on your thigh as I slowly lick my way between your legs…” Helen interrupted him to plant her mouth on his and suck his tongue into her own. As they broke for air, Charles chuckled. “I take it you like the idea?”

Helen looked around the hall and leaned back to peer down to where it entered the two rooms to either side of them. Then she stepped back from Charles and took his hand. “In here,” she urged as she took him by one hand and opened a door across the hall from where they had been kissing.

He followed her in and glanced about. The room appeared to be a rather small meeting area. It held a tiny sidebar along one wall, a trashcan, potted plant, and a short conference table. He smiled knowingly as Helen turned back to face him and raised an eyebrow. “Does this answer the question?”

“Not as much as you climbing up there would.”

Helen nodded and eased her ass and thighs up onto the edge of the table and slid back just enough to not be in danger of falling off. She leaned her body onto her hands and spread her legs. Even in the dim light filtering through the blinds covering the room’s window, Charles could clearly see what his hand had told him earlier. 

Helen wasn’t wearing underwear. 

Not even a thong covered her as Charles dropped to his knees to begin making his way along her thighs to explore her nakedness with lips and tongue. His fingers led the way. The back of his hand pushed the soft fabric of her dress higher up, more out of the way, and he breathed hotly against Helen’s skin.

Helen stirred at the warm air rolling over her flesh. “Mmm, that’s nice. Can you see how wet you’re making me?” she asked. “Feel my moistness,” Helen told Charles.

He rubbed a finger through her folds. He felt how slick Helen was and brought his face closer to let his tongue replace his finger. He dabbed it here and there amidst the wetness of her pussy. Helen gave a slight quiver and spread her legs wider before him. Charles took the space to press his face further in. He spread her lips with his left hand and began to licking at the pinkness within the dark flesh.

Charles hadn’t voiced it to Helen earlier, but now that he had her open beneath him, and could see the difference between her rich, cocoa toned skin and the pale, lightly tanned surface of his own, he realized what she had been asking him. He didn't return to the question right away; although, now that it was in his mind, he wondered if he'd been drawn to Helen because of the novelty of her being black.

He drew his tongue slowly through her, and Helen responded with a series of deep moans. Her lips stayed partially open and her head lolled back, her body dropping from hands to resting on her forearms for better support. Charles eased his tongue inside and caressed her from within. He then pulled it back and sucked gently at each petal in turn. He casually licked Helen, and murmured to himself as he took in more and more of the juices that had begun to flow in earnest.

He swallowed them down and spread her just a bit more. The neatly trimmed hair of her bush was tightly coiled and was an unusual sensation against his hand, fingers, lips and chin. He'd kissed and played touchy-feely games with black women, but had never been this intimate before.

“Were you asking if I was playing...if I’m here now...because you’re black?” he finally voiced as he continued to lick her and lap at her pussy. He pulled back to trace little teasing lines about her inner thigh.

Helen sighed,”Mmmmmm, yeah, I was. I’m sorry, but parties like this...well, I’ve been mistaken before about what someone wanted.” Another low moan escaped her lips and she ground her hips slowly closer to Charles’ face. 

Charles shifted his body a bit and opened his mouth to envelop Helen's pussy and sucked slowly while letting his tongue slip inside her once more. He sucked her for a moment, then closed his mouth and lips on different pieces of her pussy...fold by fold, he toyed with her as he came closer and closer to her clit. Charles rolled his tongue about her, caressed the hood, but didn't actually touch it...yet. 

On the table, before and above him, Helen's body squirmed. Her hands passed over his head, and she seemed to be fighting the urge to pull Charles' hair. She let her hands fall palms down on the surface of the table as she anticipated what was coming.


As expected, Charles teasingly flicked his tongue at her hard clit...just a few times, in a firm but not violent manner...while he let a pair of fingers make their way inside her. He felt the way she kept pulsing about them...gripping the exploring digits and squeezing them as they slid in and out of her. "Oh God," Helen said as she tried to move further towards the table's edge. "I want you so badly, but don't want you to stop what you're doing."

Charles merely trapped her clit between his lips and sucked at it. He felt the quiver of it against the tip of his tongue. He murmured agreement with Helen's words and smiled at how that sound made her jump as it reverberated through her flesh. Helen's breathing quickened and she whispered through another series of moans. "You're going to make me come."

"That's the idea baby. Come for me," Charles whispered back. "Come all over me...get me good and wet." He returned to her clit, just briefly, then let his attention move back to the rest of Helen's pussy. Lips and tongue caressed all the fleshy bits, slowly, while his fingers pumped in and out of her and his thumb took over on her clit. He rubbed it, fingered her, and savored the sweet tang of the new flow of cream that rushed out of Helen into his mouth and down his chin.

Charles scooted down and allowed Helen's legs to settle onto his shoulders and then raised her up slightly and buried his face in her pussy. Her hips and body writhed in a wash of ecstacy; and when it had crested, Charles rose up and undid his slacks to let them simply fall to his knees and reveal how the scent and taste of her had aroused him.

He took his hard cock in his right hand and placed it at her entrance. He settled into place above Helen's torso, and sank himself into the fire between her legs. Charles' sighed as he slid deeply into Helen, who cooed and brought a hand to his face. She caressed her way along his jaw and then behind his neck to bring their lips together. They kissed, sharing the lingering taste of Helen's juices as Charles opened his mouth to her and ran his tongue between them.

It ran over her lips and gently seperated them, letting him take it into his mouth and sucking on it briefly before he opened once more and kissed Helen deeper than before. Helen arched her back trying to bring herself closer than ever to Charles. She let out a low moan as her hard nipples rubbed themselves against her dress as their chests met.

Charles began to move in and out of Helen. He broke the kiss and rose up from her body, sliding his left arm down her side and then under her leg to lift it and let it rest flat against his body. Helen sighed and shifted beneath him as Charles' action opened her up even more.

"Oooooo...yessssssssssssssss," she cried out. "So good...so so good..." 

Charles echoed her in his groaning. "I'm going to...to..." His words fell away as his body began the shuddering and twitching that Charles knew always marked an impending orgasm. Swallowing a sudden mouthful of saliva, he let out a low growl, "Ohhhh fuck yeah..."

Helen joined in as she almost shouted, "Yessssss, fuck me..." She felt the throbbing of Charles' cock deep inside her. Moaned as my walls tightened to milk him as Charles' cum shot out within her throbbing pussy. Helen's body trembled as she exploded into another orgasm of her own.

Squrting a final time, Charles twitched and moaned each time Helen squeezed his cock. "Mmm, Helen...damnnnn," he said. He dropped more onto his forearms as he settled against Helen upon the table. He could feel the pulse in his very toes as his legs and feet tried to curl.

Helen laughed. "Uh huh, damn," she agreed as Charles laid on top of her. Her body was weak from one of the most intense orgasms she could remember having. Charles didn't speak, but rested his head against her shoulder, kissed her cheek, and then turned onto his back and rolled Helen over onto his chest. He grinned at the way his semihardness twitched within her. Helen giggled lightly, but didn't move except to give him a squeeze.

"Oh, not now...I may break something," Charles admonished her. 

She smiled and nodded. "You and me both," she agreed. "But...you know I'm going to want more of this...of you." Charles murmured an agreement just as there came a light knocking at the door.

"Everything okay in there?" said a voice that might have been Mary's.

Charles laughed. "Just fine. Everything's just fine."



The Casino Weekend



Your parents called on Tuesday to offer their babysitting services for the holiday weekend. We had been talking about going to the new casino hotel for a few nights, so we eagerly accepted their offer. Life had been very hectic for the past few months, leaving little time for any intimacy. We were both thrilled with the idea of getting away without the kids. Little did we know we were about to share a very exciting, and different weekend together.

We agreed to leave on Friday after I got home from work. Thursday night we packed some things and chatted about what we would do. I noticed you had packed your sexy black bikini which I loved because it showed your wonderful ass, and I always got hot thinking about other men admiring your body when you walked around in it. 

You had a devious little smile on your face, so I became hopeful that you had some naughty plans in mind. I read that the hotel had DVD players in each room and offered the guest free movies. I decided to pack a few of our "special movies" to help set the mood. You and I had some of the hottest sex ever watching a good porn movie and fantasizing that we were participating in each scene. You especially liked the group sex scenes where everyone was pleasuring each other. I always had the feeling that you harbored a deep sexual fantasy of us doing something like that.

Friday was a very long day at work. I was in meeting after meeting and could not concentrate. All day I kept thinking about our long weekend and what a great time we would have. I also kept thinking about staring at you by the pool in your bikini, and watching the other men stare at you too. It was all I could do to focus on work, but some how I made it through the day.

Finally it was time to go home. I drove like a mad man, and luckily did not get a ticket. When I got to the house your parents were already there and had the kids well taken care of. We threw our things in the car, said our goodbyes and took off.

While we were driving to the hotel I noticed your wonderful legs. You had on a sensuous black sun dress that formed to your contours quite well. The dress was quite short, giving me a great view of your thighs and a question as to whether you were wearing any panties. I almost decided to find out right then, but I figured I was pushing my luck with my crazed driving that day. My cock got so hard just thinking about it that I had to "make adjustments" the whole way there.

When we arrived there were a few other couples our age checking in as well. From the looks on their faces they seemed to be getting away for the same reasons as us. The hotel clerk was extremely nice and told us all about what was going on during the weekend. He said that they were having a happy hour out by the pool with complimentary drinks and appetizers. There was also a Caribbean band playing and it sounded like everyone else was heading that way.

As we rode up the elevator you gave me that devious little smile again. We began to kiss furiously and I couldn’t help but slide my hands down over your ass and feel your wonderful legs. It was then that I confirmed you were not wearing any panties. I almost came right then. As I looked up I noticed that there was a camera in the elevator. We both laughed and said that someone was probably having a good time in their security office. You almost seemed to be turned on by the fact that someone was watching us.

Our room was incredible. The bathroom was huge and there was a Jacuzzi tub big enough for four people. Little did I know that would come in handy as the weekend wore on. There was even a complimentary bottle of champagne and fresh roses by the bed. The view was over the pool so we could see that the party had already started. We threw our bags in the closet and headed down for some drinks and food.

The party was in full force when we got there. There must have been 30 couples, amazingly all near our age. We both love our children very much, but we were glad that there did not seem to be any kids staying there that weekend. It was refreshing to be around nothing but adults who all had an objective of relaxing and letting loose.

We grabbed a table right by the edge of the pool. Each table was set up with a lantern and four chairs. The effect was really cool. We both felt like we were on a resort island, with the music in the background and the sun setting behind us. You offered to go up and get us some drinks. I eagerly accepted as I just wanted to sit there and soak up the atmosphere. After about 15 minutes, I became curious as to where you were. I finally spotted the bar across the pool and noticed that you were chatting with another couple. The image of you from across the pool with the sun light almost rosy colored was really great. I reminded myself of how lucky I was to have you, as you had become more and more beautiful each year that I had known you. After a few more minutes you started to head back to our table with drinks in hand. The other couple was following you over, and I guessed that you had invited them to join us. I didn’t mind at all as I knew you were craving to socialize with other adults after being with the kids nonstop.

Steve and Sarah introduced themselves, and said they lived about 2 hours south of the hotel. They had come here for the same reason as us, having been offered a break from their kids by Sarah’s sister. Steve was about my height, but had a thick head of jet black hair in contrast to my shaved head. Sarah was fairly petite, and had short brown hair and striking green eyes - the kind that hypnotize you if you stare into them. They both were very trim and fit, and it was obvious that exercise was no stranger to them. Steve had on khaki shorts and a tight fitting black tee shirt. You and Sarah had both worn your bikinis, and the view was a real treat for Steve and I both.

We chatted with Steve and Sarah for the next hour or so. It was amazing how much we both had in common. You and Sarah were both stay at home moms, and Steve and I both were into cycling. The drinks were great and we all had our fair share. Eventually some couples started to dance. We all decided to get up and dance. I couldn’t help but notice Sarah from behind and she and Steve were grinding away to a great reggae tune. Sarah had wonderful olive colored skin and an ass that was as firm as a rock. She had on a purple bikini that left very little to the imagination. At that point I noticed you copping a look at Steve. I think we both realized what each other was doing and could not help but laugh.

A few minutes later I felt a tap on my back. Steve and Sarah were standing there and suggested that we change partners. The music had just slowed down so we both felt a little awkward. Maybe it was a combination of the booze and the sultry music, but we decided to go with the flow. It was strange dancing with Sarah. She was at least 6 inches shorter than you. Her hair smelled incredible, like some kind of passion fruit. At first it felt quite strange dancing this close with another woman in a tight bikini, but eventually I began to loosen up. I looked over and saw you and Steve dancing slow and rhythmically. You really seemed to be enjoying yourself. A few times I saw Steve whisper something in your ear and you would laugh and playfully slap his shoulder. I could only imagine what you two were talking about, but I found myself becoming quite turned on. Sarah saw the same we thing I did and said, "Those two are obviously enjoying themselves." She then said she really liked my shaved head and thought that was really attractive. It felt great to get such a compliment from a beautiful woman. She then told me that she and Steve had a very open relationship, and had always been comfortable socializing with other couples. I wasn’t exactly sure what she meant, but found her statement very intriguing. 

After a few more dances we headed back to our table. You and Steve were still laughing and carrying on, and I had no idea what you were talking about. I offered to get one more round of drinks for the table and everyone decided to have a margarita. We all agreed that was the bartender’s specialty, and seemed to fit with the Caribbean theme.

When I got back to the table you, Steve and Sarah had decided we should meet for dinner. I had noticed a great looking seafood restaurant inside and suggested we try it. After finishing our drinks we headed up to our rooms and agreed to meet at the restaurant in about an hour. When we got to our room you headed straight for the shower and I got our bags unpacked. It was then I came across the "special" DVDs I had packed, having almost forgotten about them. I took them out and set them on top of the TV, thinking we could enjoy them after dinner. When I walked into the bathroom you were standing at the mirror wearing only a pair of thong panties. I stood there for a second and seriously considered attacking you right then. I could see your sexy tits glistening in the mirror from the steam in the bathroom. I also caught a faint glimpse of your dark hair from the sides of your panties. Your dark mound of pubic hair around your pussy always drove me crazy.

I looked at the clock and noticed we only had 20 minutes before we were supposed to meet Steve and Sarah, so I decided to save my passion for after dinner. My poor cock was beginning to get sore from all the blood pumping in and out. I jumped in the shower and turned the water as cold as I could stand to shake off the effects of your voluptuous body. When I got out I noticed you had on your sexy red short dress, which had a very low cut front that nearly revealed your nipples. You only wore that dress when you meant serious business, so I knew I was in for a grand evening.

When we got down to the restaurant Steve and Sarah had already grabbed a table in the very back. The atmosphere was very romantic, as the lights were dim and they had candles everywhere. Steve and Sarah had both dressed very nicely for the occasion. Steve had on dress slacks with a button up short sleeve shirt. He had the first two buttons undone, which showed the top part of a well defined chest. Sarah had on leather pants and a white blouse. Here green eyes almost sparkled in the candlelight and I almost could not stop staring at her.

The conversation was great and the food was even better. We split two bottles of wine and had coffee and dessert. During dinner, we talked about everything from religion to kids to politics to finally…sex. Surprisingly you brought up the subject of trying to have a good sex life while raising two very energetic kids. We all agreed it was a real challenge, and even more difficult to try and be spontaneous. Steve and Sarah said they tried to get away at least every other month, and always tried to think of ways to spice things up. I laughed when they said this and Sarah probed me for what was so funny. For some reason I admitted that I had brought some "special movies" for the weekend, and explained how we would sometimes fantasize that we were in the scene as we made love to each other. You looked somewhat surprised that I had brought this up, but didn’t seemed to be too bothered about it.

At this point Steve and Sarah began to whisper in each other’s ears. Sarah looked up and asked if we would like to get together after dinner and play a game. Without even thinking we said sure and suggested that they join us in our room. We all went up together. As the elevator was going up you told them about our little encounter earlier after we had just checked in. Steve looked quite interested in what you were saying and said that he would love to get a copy of the security video. I could tell he was starting to make you hot, as your nipples were getting quite hard underneath the thin fabric of your dress. I’m quite sure Steve and Sarah noticed the same thing.

When we got to our room I went over and turned on some music. We decided to pop open the bottle of champagne and share it together. Steve sat down next to you on the bed and Sarah and I sat on the couch. From my viewpoint I could see the tiny line of your panties and the dark hair between your legs. You didn’t seem to be too worried about the fact that your dress was riding up to the top of your thighs

After we chatted a little bit I went to the bathroom. When I was in there I thought I heard the TV come on, but figured it was someone next door. When I came out I got the surprise of my life. Sarah had grabbed our special DVDs and before anyone knew what happened she popped one in. You and Steve were still sitting on the bed and you were working on your second glass of champagne. Sarah patted next to her on the couch and beckoned me to sit down, as I was blocking the TV. I looked at you to see if you were bothered by what was going on, but you gave me that same devious little smile I had seen earlier.

The DVD began to play. It was one we had not yet watched, but I knew the story line had something to do with a couple going to a swinger’s dinner party for the first time. I had bought movies made by the same director before, and knew that it would be good. The first scene starts off with the couple sitting at a large dinner table with 5 other couples. Everyone was dressed to kill and the house was obviously owned by a very rich person. A waiter and waitress came out to serve them. The waitress had on a skimpy French maid’s costume and the waiter was wearing a Chippendale’s stripper outfit. They both were very attractive and looked like professional models. As the dinner concluded the host rose and gave a toast to the new couple. Everyone looked at them and smiled and they looked back quite nervously. The host then said, "And now for the entertainment!!" The waiter and waitress came back out and climbed on top of the table in front of everyone. They began to kiss heavily and stroke each others bodies. Eventually the waiter got on his knees and grabbed the waitress by her ass. She danced very seductively and rubbed his thick hair. He pulled off her skimpy skirt and pushed his face into the crotch of her panties. She began to moan and screamed out for him to lick her pussy. He slid her panties aside and began to lightly run his tongue up and down her slit. At this point she began to scream out and pull his face further into her crotch. All the other couples at the table began to touch the person sitting next to them.

At this point I looked over at you and saw you were obviously getting very hot. Steve and Sarah would also look at each other, but were very intent on the scene building in the movie. When I looked back at the TV the dinner party had erupted into an all out orgy, and I knew this was going to drive you crazy. There were women sucking cocks, men eating pussies, people fucking each other and on and on. I looked at you one more time and noticed you were moving your ass around on the bed. I couldn’t be sure, but I thought I saw a glint of wetness between your legs as you crossed and uncrossed your legs. The feeling in the room was becoming quite hot, and it felt as though I could sense an electric current flowing through my body.

At this point Sarah surprised me when she got up and turned the TV off. You and I both had a look of frustration on our face and were ready to tell her to turn it back on. Sarah then walked into the bathroom. She was in there for several minutes, and it sounded like she had turned the tub faucets on. When she came out she had on her bikini and went over to her purse and took out a deck of cards. She looked at all of us and said "now the we have set a proper mood, it is time for the game…". Sarah told us to go in the bathroom and put on our bathing suits and she and Steve would meet us in there in a minute. When we got in the bathroom I noticed that Sarah had lit a bunch of candles and had put something in the bath water that smelled terrific. We stripped out of our clothes and put on our bathing suits. You came up and started kissing me furiously. You then said "I‘m so hot I am ready for anything", and then hopped in the tub. I almost fell over with a heart attack.

A few minutes later Steve and Sarah came in to join us. Sarah must have had a lot of space in her purse, as she had obviously sneaked their bathing suits in it. They both climbed in the big tub, and we still had room for two more (not that we needed more company at this point). Steve and Sarah sat at one end and you and I at the other. Sarah then explained that we would each get one card. The person who had the highest card would then get to request a sexual action from the others.

Steve won the first hand. He asked that you and I kiss each other like two porn stars. You then leaned over and opened your mouth. We kissed furiously for a good minute, licking each other’s tongues and moaning like crazy. Steve and Sarah were staring at us, and I think saw Sarah starting to rub her tits. 

You won the next hand and asked Steve to lick on Sarah’s nipples. I was not surprised as you loved it when I sucked on yours. Sarah took her top off and laid back against the tub. Steve leaned over and began to flick his tongue over her rock hard nipples. Each time his tongue touched her, she almost screamed in pleasure. You started to rub my leg and almost touched my cock. It’s a good thing you didn’t or I probably would have exploded right there.

Sarah won the next hand. She looked straight at me and asked me to stand up and take my shorts off, and then rub my cock in front of her. I did as she had asked and stood right in front of her. She sat up next to me and almost touched my cock with her lips. I had to stop rubbing myself for fear of cumming on her face.

Sarah won the next hand again and asked Steve to suck on your nipples. The look on your face was unreal. I had never seen such intense desire. You took your top off and traded places with Sarah. Steve then reach over and began to stroke the bottom of your breasts with his hands. You simply leaned back and closed your eyes to give Steve better access. The oils in the tub gave a wet sheen to your tits, and you looked like you were very close to an orgasm (later you would tell me you came two times while Steve sucked on your nipples). 

Finally I won I hand. I was enjoying watching you and Steve so much I asked you to suck his cock. Steve stood up and took off his shorts and then sat on the edge of the tub. Steve’s well defined abs were highlighted by the water and his cock was massive. Sarah started to rub my leg under the water and I could hear her starting to whimper in pleasure. You stood up out of the water and kissed Steve on the mouth. While you both were rubbing tongues together, you reached down and started stroking his cock. I was so hot at this point I could not believe it. Steve said he wanted to see your lips wrapped around his cock. You told him that you were going to suck the living shit out of him and then he was going to pay you back. At this point you bent over, sticking your ass right in my face. Slowly you began to kiss the tip of Steve’s cock and to lick his pre-cum up. You lifted his cock up and began to lick his balls. At last you took his big cock in your mouth and started sucking on it up and down. Your tongue stuck out from the bottom of your mouth as your rubbed it along the bottom of his dick. You grabbed his rock hard ass as you sucked furiously on him. Steve reach over and started rubbing his finger up and over your asshole, barely flicking it across your glistening pussy.

Sarah then said it was time for the next hand before Steve had an orgasm. She obviously had played this game before and was an expert. Reluctantly you let Steve’s cock slide out of your mouth, but not before giving the tip another kiss and flick of your tongue. You won the next hand and asked me to lick Sarah’s pussy. Sarah stood up and took off her bikini bottoms. She sat on the edge of the tub where Steve had been and spread her legs apart. I was thrilled to see she also had a dark bush of hair around her pussy, and could see that the lips were slightly open showing her hot pink slit. I began by rubbing her legs. Sarah then grabbed the back of my head and told me to lick her cunt for all I was worth. Without much resistance on my part, I lowered my face down and started to lick her ass. I first ran my tongue over her asshole and then slowly slid it up across her wet lips. As my tongue crossed over her clit she moaned out so load that I sure anyone in the rooms next door would have heard us. I continued to eat Sarah’s pussy until finally you told us to stop.