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A Night in August Ch. 01

By: WoodsLord_3540



I turn to her, "Can you show me you're ready?"

She smiles, as if she knows she will be hearing this question. Her eyes flick left and right, then beyond and over my head. She turns slightly to her left, towards the sidewall of our booth. Her right hand rises to the neckline of her purple, low-cut dress. Her fingers linger for a long moment, and then curve inside the edge.

She pulls out and down, exposing her right breast. I bite my lip as her beautiful flesh comes into view. She pulls further and her crinkly nipple is revealed. "More," I whisper, a smile in my voice, and she shifts, raising her left hand to pull wide the other side of the neckline, giving me a wondrous view of both of her full and exciting breasts. She looks down at her display and licks her lips, much as I am doing. I reach out and, with my finger extended, gently massage one little nubbin.

Her pear-shape amethyst pendent nestles perfectly in the deep valley between her breasts. The gemstone's color is an exact match for the purple of her dress, and looks lovely against her pale, slightly freckled skin. The thought flashes through my head that I want to push it out of the way with my tongue.

An intake of breath and her breasts rise as her lungs fill. She looks down at my finger and exhales slowly. I feel the warmth of her breath on my wrist; the hairs rising in the sensation. Then her eyes lift to look over and behind my head, and quickly she pulls everything back into place, just as our server returns with the check. Her breath is quickening as she realizes how close she is to being seen. Of course, as I am to discover, the server seeing her would only have served as a greater turn-on.

A voice interrupts my thoughts: "I'll take that, and I'll see y'all back at the house, ok?" Her husband kisses her on the cheek, stands and walks away, leaving his wife with me.

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This is a story wherein I am invited to join a lovely wife and her husband for a Saturday night in their hometown. It involves Bondage, Exhibitionism, Threesomes, and a very erotic scene in which3+ she lets me indulge in a little fetish of mine.

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I am standing in the smaller dungeon at our Club. An exquisitely shaped, very cute blonde faces the St Andrew's cross, being prepared for her Scene; black leather cuffs encircle each wrist and ankle and a Lycra blindfold is wrapped around her head. Her Master has already clipped her ankles and is now stretching to attach her wrists to the upper arms of the cross. The blonde is, of course, naked and I spend a few moments admiring that luscious ass. I catch a flash of color between her legs and kneel a little to get a view. I smile: there are black clothespins attached to her nether lips, a couple on either side of her glistening pussy. No wonder her ass keeps twitching.

The Master, whom I did not know, starts to gently slap a flat embroidered piece of leather against her ass, lightly spanking her. She moans, as do I, but much quieter than she. After all, this is but my third night amongst these people. I had had a wonderful few years playing with my first wife, teaching her to accept my growing Domination and learning to be submissive, but she is no longer a part of my life. I wanted to learn more, so I found and joined the Lifestyle club in my city.

It was intimidating to walk in that first night. I did not know what to expect. My first sight as I opened the front door was a slightly overweight man on the sofa, wearing leather chaps and a matching vest. I smiled to myself, and sidled over to lean on the wall next to the kitchen. Later I would be introduced and he would become one of my best friends.

I was heartily welcomed and made to feel comfortable. Over the course of that first evening, I met and spoke with many people, singles and couples, Dominants and submissives; I witnessed many things, and my mind was, to use the old term, blown. I was in such sensory overload from that night, that after I got home, I made my self come three times. A personal record, of sorts.

I learned many things, had good teachers, and eventually became a respected Master and trusted Dungeon Master. But those are other stories.

So, on this night, I am watching the blonde loose herself in the ministrations of her Master, when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn to face Jason. He motions me to step out in to the hall (there is no talking from spectators allowed in the dungeons, good manners and such). I look for Karin, his wife, but she is not there. The three of us had spent a while together in good conversation upstairs before the events of the night started. Jason and Karin are from Columbus, a city about two hours away from Atlanta, and they told me they journey here because there is essentially no Lifestyle activity there at all.

We had a good time talking and joking and getting to know each other. I reminded them that I had thoroughly enjoyed their Scene from last week, wherein Karin had been tied and had received a good spanking, which caused her to come, at least to my eyes, twice. (This was before we had introduced ourselves.) Jason looks a lot like me, a distance runner's build and with glasses. Karin is mouth watering: full figured, large heavy breasts, luscious hips that lead to an ass that causes my fingertips to twitch, long brown hair, sweet face with a smile that she was born to share with everyone. She wears large glasses, which gives her the Librarian look, which I confess is a bit of a fetish for me.

"Karin and I have been talking," he starts with assuredness in his voice. "We enjoyed talking to you and Karin likes you, and we'd like to know if you would like to come visit us one weekend soon."

I am taken aback, not expecting this at all, a little confused, and I say, "That sounds good... uh." My voice trails off.

Jason continues, "We've been looking to find someone to fulfill some of Karin's fantasies and she wants me to ask if you'd like you to be part of a threesome with us."

By now I am speechless, thinking I am not believing this. I stutter, try to catch up, get my head in gear and finally am able to say, "Uh, yeah, yes! I would love that, are you sure, I'd love to be part of your fantasy, that would be great..."

Jason smiles at my reaction to his request. He hands me a piece of paper. "Here's our phone number. We're taking off now, so call us the first of the week, OK? Cool." We hug and he goes upstairs. I look back at the blonde, her ass by now a very pleasant pink, regain my composure and quickly climb the stairs myself. I feel I should at least say "Bye" to Karin.

But I don't see them. They must have left directly as Jason got upstairs. I head for the front door to go outside but someone grabs me to show me some new cuffs they had just gotten and I cannot get out there in time. Oh, well.

Slightly stunned, I return downstairs. I am still holding the paper and I make sure to place it carefully in my wallet. This has suddenly become the most important slip of paper in the world. To be asked to be part of a threesome? This is every guy's dream. My mind, already perverted, goes into overdrive and I start thinking of all the porn I have collected over the years and I have to admit that I stop on the way home, pull off the road, and bring myself to a big orgasm in the corner of a darkened Publix parking lot.

So, come Tuesday night (don't want to seem too anxious) I call. At first they are both on the phone and Jason speaks most, going over what they want, and what they will and will not allow. He wants it to be clear that this will be a one-time event and am I ok with that? I make it clear that I understand that I am completing a fantasy for them and they will have to guide me and let me know exactly what they want all evening. I tell them, of course, there are things I would like and they understand that.

In a while Jason hangs up and Karin and I have a long talk about what she likes and wants and needs. I tell her of some of my fantasies and fetishes, and we end by planning on me traveling to meet them on the second Saturday from then. We speak a couple of more times in the days before, and then it is the day to make my trip.

We are to meet at an Applebee's on the outskirts of Columbus in the early evening, so I leave Atlanta with plenty of time to spare. I do not want to be late for a rendezvous such as this and I arrive about 30 minutes early. Luckily, my car has cruise, otherwise I would have kept speeding up and gotten into trouble. I circle the restaurant, looking, and find just the right parking place. I walk to the entrance and go in. I had made a specific request for Karin to dress in a particular way, so I want a booth that is somewhat private. The hostess lets me look around because I tell her I am looking for my friends. "They're not here yet, so can we sit in that booth?" I pull out my book, order a Coke and wait. I was already getting hard.

Right on time, Jason and Karin show up. He is dressed the same as me: shorts and polo shirt. Karin, on the other hand, is exquisite. Her hair is down past her shoulders. I had asked if Karin had a certain type of dress and this was it. A vivid purple, sleeveless, a double row of buttons, it hugs her waist, emphasizing her wonderful hips and ass. A deep "V" at the neck shows off an amazing amount of cleavage. She is obviously not wearing a bra, and her bobbing breasts are not held in place by her dress. I notice several people turning to watch her as the two of them walk across the restaurant and slide into my booth, across from me, Karin on the inside.

I have to subtly adjust my shorts, as there is a certain involuntary reaction to her.

We make small talk. They ask if I had any trouble finding the place. I tell them I have not been to Columbus in years, since a company based there and for which I worked went out of business. Then Jason starts talking about plans for the evening, giving me hints: how they want to do certain things for me, how I will do certain things for them, how Karin is expected to entertain him and me. I tell them how much of an honor this is and for them to guide me and let me make this a night for them to remember.

We order and have a nice dinner. "My treat," Jason insists. We have been here for about an hour, and it is still light outside (summer, y'know) when Jason says it's time to go. During our phone calls I had asked and received permission for Karin to ride with me back to their place; Jason has no issue with that as he says he needs to run and get some refreshments. Karin had told me that he wants the two of us to be alone at first, as it is a major thrill for Jason to leave his wife with me, knowing that she is out of his control and under my command.

It is then that I turn to Karin and have her expose her tits to me.

"Panties?" my eyebrows lift in the question.

"Of course not, silly," she whispers, "you said not to, right?"

Jason enjoys Karin's display and he says they had not realized how much this purple dress lent itself to her exhibitionism and that she will be wearing it often from now on.

Jason leaves. After Karin finishes her tea, I rise and hold out my hand for her. As she stands, I whisper, "I wonder how many people here will notice that you arrived with him and are leaving with me?" Her eyes widen a bit and she says, "We didn't think about that. These people must think something about me." I could tell that those thoughts are arousing her.

We walk out of the restaurant and I guide her to my car. I had parked to the back of the restaurant under some trees, in the most secluded spot I could see. My car is at an angle, such that no windows in the building are facing us. Thus, Karin, standing on the passenger side of the car, cannot be seen. I open the door for her but don't let her sit down yet. I nod my head towards the seat and she smiles as she sees my handcuffs on the seat.

"May I?" She nods, with her smile getting bigger. I pick up the cuffs, open them and turn her to face away from me. She puts her hands behind her back without me so instructing her and I click the chrome bracelets around her wrists. I insert the key and press the latch so they will not ratchet tighter (they are police issue, after all). I turn her back to me and gently kiss her as I caress her breasts thru the purple material. She leans into me and moans, her tongue probing my mouth. Lifting her back she chuckles as I start to unbutton her dress. Not hurriedly, but not leisurely, as I do not want to attract attention, I undo all the buttons and open her dress completely, displaying her naked body to me.

It's my turn to moan. I have seen her totally stripped but that was in a dimly lit dungeon. Standing in a parking lot, in full daylight, was something very different. Her breasts are heavy and settle on her chest wonderfully. She has a slight pooch to her belly, and it only adds to her voluptuousness. As I have said, her hips are full and her ass, oh, her ass causes my fingers to ache with the desire to squeeze and massage.

And I cannot help but be impressed by Karin's demeanor: here she is, handcuffed, pretty much totally naked in an Applebee's parking lot and she is not nervous, not looking around to see who might be watching her, just paying total attention to me and to what I want to do to her.

I help her into my car. I get in behind the wheel and gather her dress on either side of her, not allowing her to be covered at all. Since her hands are cuffed behind her, I reach across and clip the seatbelt around her.

I insert the key but do not start the engine. I lean over and place my hand between her thighs, pushing them apart. She complies and spreads her legs and I run my finger over her nether lips. She is not shaved but her hair is trimmed very short, and her lips are not hidden at all. The inner lips are standing out from the outer, evidence of her arousal.

Her belly is pulsing as I touch her and I can see her pussy lips glisten as her breath quickens. I gather some of her juice on my fingertips and raise them to my mouth, licking my fingers clean. She tastes exquisite, and I tell her that I look forward to tasting her more. She giggles and says, "I want your tongue in my pussy, too. I bet you are really good at eating pussy." I smile and start the car, put it in gear and leave the parking lot.

The trip to their house is about fifteen minutes and my hand spends most of the drive between her legs. I repeatedly raise my hand to my mouth, tasting her pussy. I even share with her, wetting my fingers and placing them in her mouth, forcing her to taste her own pussy. She slowly, deeply sucks them clean of her moistness. Her inner lips extend further and I pull on them, lightly pinching, using her juices to let them slip through my fingers.

As we get closer to their neighborhood, Karin asks me to cover her, in case any neighbors are outside. Respectful of her wishes, I of course comply, but as soon as we are in their garage and out of the car, I stand her up and rearrange her dress. I pull the shoulders off and behind her, baring her breasts, and gather the skirts around to the small of her back and thread the cloth over her hands, exposing her hips and ass.

We have gotten home sooner than Jason. Dressed as she is, Karin still gives me a short tour; their house is very nice, two stories, an open floor plan. I had told them I would want to shower when we get to their house as I had spent the day traveling. Karin, still cuffed, shows me the hall bath where there are towels already out for me. I thank her and lead her back to their living room. In front of the fireplace I help her to her knees. I fish the handcuff key out of my pocket and hold it in front of her mouth.

"Open up." Her lips open and I place the key between. "Hold it so Jason can find it, OK?" With the key in her mouth, I kiss her on the forehead and go back to the bathroom and have a nice shower, getting presentable. I slip on shorts and t-shirt, and stay barefoot.

I head back to the living room, to find Jason on one of their sofas, wearing just some shorts. My cuffs are on the table. "I like your cuffs, nice. I released Karin and sent her to change into something you might like."

As we have a few moments while Karin is getting ready, I pull out the gift I had brought. Thru a friend in California I had obtained an unedited version of "Smoker," which was the last of the great bondage adult films made in the early '80s, starring John Leslie, Ron Jeremy and Sharon Mitchell. Seems the Feds had decreed that bondage was OK and hardcore sex was OK, but not the two together. "Smoker" was available on the video market but only in a heavily expurgated version, striking out all the neat stuff.

For example, there is a scene in which Troye Lane is tied, arms and legs spread, in a doorway. Ron Jeremy and Eric Edwards take turns with her, ultimately performing a DP on her. The camera is on the floor, looking up and it is quite easy to see the two cocks penetrating Troye, one in her ass, one in her pussy.

In the edited version all we see is Edwards from behind, pumping into her rear. Boring.

Even more infamous is Sharon Mitchell's suspended spread-eagle. In the edited version, Ron walks into the basement and finds Sharon about waist high above the floor, supported only by rope, facing up, her head hanging down. And that's it, all you see, cut to the credits. In the original, Ron spends time fucking her pussy, then her mouth, as she sways in the ropes. She is totally helpless and can do nothing as Ron shoots all over her face and then hurriedly leaves the room as the Hero (John Leslie) enters to save her from the dastardly villains. But, he's too late, heh, heh. So, he helps himself to Sharon, much to her "dismay."

I had seen a clip from "Smoker" on an episode of HBO's Real Sex and that is what led me to find someone who had access to this great film. Of course, now in the late two thousand oughts, there is bondage and sex everywhere, no holds barred.

But I digress: while Jason and I are waiting for Karin, I put in the tape and let it run. He has never heard of the film and Jason is amazed at what is on the screen. I fast-forward to Sharon's scene and he says, "We have got to try that. Gotta install some eyebolts in the ceiling of the basement, hmmm." He looks thoughtful and I tell him when he's ready, I'll be available, of course.

So, we sit and talk. He tells me that every August they send their daughter to Karin's parents for the month and take advantage of their time alone. They compress a year's worth of adventure into the month and have a wonderful time with each other. They go to Atlanta each weekend and love the life in my hometown. While we talk, I look around their living room; I see, at one end of the room several bookcases. Spread out on two shelves are various toys: ropes, dildoes, plugs, vibrators, clamps, floggers and a few things made of leather that I do not recognize.

Then Karin enters the room. I have seen such outfits in magazines but I was thrilled to see her dressed in a classic French maid's outfit: black frilly skirt with white lace underneath, a little cap on her head, her breasts supported by underwire cups, her nipples exposed over a tight corset. Black fish-net thigh-highs and black stiletto heels complete the outfit. Still wearing her glasses, she is beautiful. She asks if she might serve us, and what might we like? I ask for a Coke and Jason wants a beer. In just a minute she is back with a tray with two glasses. She graciously holds out the tray for me; I lift the glass and thank her. She smiles and turns to Jason. She leans over to present the tray to him and the back of the short frilly skirt lifts.

I choke a little as her ass comes into view under the white lace. She leans further and it becomes obvious there are no panties blocking my view. She keeps her legs straight, fully bending at the waist and her pussy shows itself to me, the thin silky cleft open to my gaze. She knows what she is doing: looking back over her shoulder, she spreads her legs slightly to allow me a better view. I am tempted to reach out and touch but I just sit and savor her display.


A Night in August Ch. 01



She stands, turns to me and gives a sly smile. Jason knows what I have seen, as he has gotten the same view when she served me. Karin sets the tray down on the table and walks to the middle of the room. She slowly sinks down, spreading her legs to settle on the carpet. She crosses her legs at the ankles and fluffs her skirt; she leans back with her arms behind, supporting her. This lifts the skirt and leaves her pussy open to our view.

Jason speaks with pride in his voice. "Karin knows she is to display herself for us, for our entertainment. She is to serve us and take care of us, while we watch her." I ask if I could speak to her, and he nods.

"Karin, tell me how you like me watching you and staring at your pussy. I know you like showing yourself and I think you look wonderful."

"Jason likes for others to see me. He likes it and I like it too. It turns me on to show myself, and have people watch me, just like you're doing." She smiles as she says this, and her hand creeps between her legs to caress her lips. Her thighs open and her fingers move up and down slowly, spreading her flesh. I can see her wetness.

Meanwhile, the video had stopped. Jason tells Karin that there is something she should see. He rewinds to the section with Ron and Sharon and as she watches Sharon getting fucked in mid-air Karin's fingers move a bit faster and a bit deeper into her own cunt.

Jason and I talk about nothing as we watch Karin pleasuring herself. I lose the conversation as she stares at the screen and her fingers start to move quickly and she leans further back on the one arm.

"Karin," Jason speaks to her. "We can tell you are enjoying yourself but why don't you take care of your guest for a while?" She tears her eyes away from the screen and slowly focuses on me. Not standing, but on her hands and knees she crawls over to where I am sitting on the sofa. She leans over and kisses my knees; she spends a while rubbing my legs, almost giving me a massage. She kisses and licks the insides of my thighs.

Her hands are so warm and I am hard as could be, when she reaches up to my shorts and unbuttons and unzips and pulls and drags them off my hips. My erection catches in the cloth and is pulled down. She pauses, frees me, and finally pulls my shorts down and off my feet. She pulls on my hips, sliding me down, my ass on the edge of the cushion. She rises on her knees, reaches up and lifts my shirt up and over my head.

I am naked in front of these two people, but my attention is solely on Karin, as she settles back on her heels and lowers her head to my lap. She holds me pointed up and pulls me into her mouth and I gasp as the warmth and wetness of her mouth envelops me. I look down and watch my cock disappear into her mouth. I cannot believe what I am experiencing. This girl, whom I had only met days ago, is sucking me as her husband sits only feet away. I feel movement to my right and turn to see Jason getting off his sofa to come sit on the arm of mine, close to us, to get a better view of his wife going down on me.

She teases me, moving slowly, sinking down to bury me in her mouth, rising up till only my cockhead remains between her lips. She lifts up and her tongue extends to tickle my little cum-hole. She reaches out to grasp my hands to hold them at my sides. She tells me later she did not want me to hold her head; not that she didn't want me pushing her, but that she wants to tease me, to allow her to take a long time.

But Karin's plan to take her time does not work as I begin to lose control, my breath comes faster and my hips start to rise to meet her mouth. She never increases her tempo, only moves to take me deeper into her. She tightens her grip on my hands, holding me firm. Again I notice movement and I see Jason move behind her. He unzips the back of her maid's outfit and draws it down to her waist, exposing her chest and belly, then moves back to the arm. She raises her head, letting me drop from her mouth. She looks at my wide eyes.

"I'm going to make you come now and I want to shoot your cum all over my tits. I love to have my tits covered in cum, and you are going to be so hot all over me."

She lowers her head, taking only my cock-head between her lips and starts using her hands. She sucks tight, holding me with her lips, and her hands accelerate up and down, squeezing. I am so close, and I try to hold on just a few moments longer, she feels so wonderful. And then...

I open my mouth and a wordless, loud, "Aaaah," pours from me. I feel my hips buck and I loose all awareness from the sensation of the powerful jets of cum erupting from my core. I can feel each spurt and then I cannot tell where I am for a long moment.

I come back, to feel her hands massaging my still hard cock. My jaw is hanging open and my breath is fast and I can feel my eyes still bulging. Looking down, I see her pressing me between her breasts, squeezing the white liquid out. Her beautiful breasts are covered in my juice and she takes one hand from my cock and starts to rub it over her breasts, smearing in my warm cum. She is moaning just as much as I am, and she is looking down to watch herself rubbing my liquid into her skin.

"Ok, that was pretty hot," I hear Jason say, as he reaches to stroke his wife's hair. "She's pretty good at that, isn't she?"

I look up at him and grin. "Fuck, yeah."

"You just sit there, while I have her take care of me."

I nod, and Karin stands up, leans over to kiss me and then hands me my Coke. The shininess of her chest, coated with my cum, is amazing. She continues to play with her tits, rubbing the wetness.

Jason walks over to the side of the room and picks up a tall stool. He places it front of the sofas, and then picks up some rope from the shelf. He orders Karin to stand and completely remove the French Maid's outfit. She turns and presents herself to me as she slides the outfit and the stockings down and off, to stand totally naked in to front of me. She looks beautiful and her tits glisten from my moisture.

Jason takes her hand and leads her over to the stool. She stands next to it and places her hands on the seat, spreading her legs to the outside. Jason kneels and, wrapping the rope around her ankles, secures her legs to the legs of the stool. She leans over and places her belly on the seat, her hair falling down around her face.

"Oops, forgot," says Jason. He reaches over to the shelf and picks up a hair elastic. Handing it to Karin, she pulls her hair back into a ponytail and then resumes her position over the stool. Jason has some more rope and he pulls her hands down and wraps them also, securing her completely to the stool, supported on her belly. Her head hangs down, her hair falling to the side. Her ass is fully exposed, the twin white globes calling my attention.

I stand and walk around behind her to enjoy the view. Being tied to the stool legs forces her thighs wide and her asshole is exposed for our admiration. Her pussy lips are clinging together but I can see a trickle of pale liquid as it seeps down towards her clit. I reach and run my finger upwards from the front of the luscious cleft up to her ass, resting for a moment on her little bud. She moans.

Her breasts hang down, dangling from her chest. Her nipples are very erect and I flick them and watch as the globes swing back and forth, side-to-side. I pinch her crinkled nubs and pull down, causing her to groan. I can feel the stickiness of my cum.

Speaking to me, Jason says, "This is one of her favorite positions. I can play with her pussy, her ass and especially her mouth. She pulls hard on the ropes but can never get anywhere." He pats her ass and continues with a smile, "and it allows me to give her one of her likes. I'm not that much into spanking her but she really enjoys it. We've learned to share, which means that she lets me indulge in one of my favorite things, which is not one of hers."

I raise my eyebrows at that, and tilt my head, but he just says they'll show me later, with a little chuckle.

Jason stands on Karin's left side and slowly caresses her cheeks. Then raising his right hand, he brings it down with a faint slap. Her head comes up, and there is a sudden intake of breath. He strikes her other cheek, with the same reaction. For the next few minutes he alternates from one cheek to the other, turning them into a sweet but intense pink, his strikes getting harder and louder. This is not the first time I have seen a spanking but I find the sounds of the slaps to be very erotic.

Her gasps have turned into moans and she is wiggling side-to-side but not with the intent of escaping his hand. All this time I have been tweaking and pinching her nipples, which only adds to her distraction. Finally Jason slows and puffs on his hand, smiling as he shows how pink his palm is also.

With that he takes position behind her and, using both hands, spreads her cheeks. Moving around, I can see that her lips are now spread and Jason moves in with his cock to hit her opening dead center.

Because of her wetness, he has no difficulty entering, and with one thrust sinks deep inside her. I am fascinated, because even with all the porn I have seen in my life, this is the first time that I had ever actually witnessed someone else actually fucking. Still standing to her side, I look down at Karin and she is tilting her head, looking up at me, lust in her eyes and her head bobbing back and forth from Jason's movements.

"You like? You like seeing him in my cunt, fucking me?" She is slightly breathless, and grunts each time Jason thrusts into her. I put my hand on the top of her head and stroke her hair, pulling it to her back. She moans at my touch and raises her head to press against my hand. Jason holds on tighter to her hips and pushes harder into her.

Karin turns her head to me again and says, "Come around into front of me, I want you in my mouth again." Holy cow, I say to myself. It has been about twenty minutes since I had squirted on her chest, but the sight of the two of them fucking in front of me has me erect again. I move to stand in front of her face and lift her head by pulling on her ponytail.

Her face rises, her jaw drops, she stretches her neck and I insert my cock into her mouth for the second time. "That's great," comes from Jason, as he and I start to time our thrusts into his wife, entering and withdrawing together, filling her cunt and mouth simultaneously. Her wet warm mouth surrounds me and I meet Jason's eyes and we smile at each other, standing on either end of his spit-roasted wife.

Time slows for me and we spend a while fucking her. He holds her hips and thrusts into her, his hips slapping her ass with a smacking sound. I support her head in both hands, so as to relieve her neck muscles and hold her so her throat is in line with my cock as I try to get deeper into her.

As exquisite as her mouth feels, I am not going to come again this soon, but that is not the case with Jason. Watching his wife make me come has evidently brought him close to his edge and his orgasm is not long in arriving. His thrusts into her are becoming faster and I can see his hands tightening and gripping her harder. He is pulling so hard that the stool itself is starting to rock. I can smell her pussy and can distinctly hear the squishing sounds as his cock slides in and out of her. I can tell he is affecting her, as her mouth is not as tight around my cock as a few moments before. Her breath is coming faster, as is his. I can see his eyes rolling up and he is groaning louder, and then with a loud "Fuck" he slams his hips into hers such that my cock is amazingly pressed further into her mouth.

I back out of her mouth slightly to let her breath and then I fall out of her mouth as she receives his cum in her pussy, and she is quite vocal. "Oh, god, oh god, I can feel you in me, oh that's wonderful, fill me with your cum, Oooh!" His only sounds are a guttural string of grunts and he pulls back and slams into her harder, so that her head presses against my belly, as his cock empties itself. Her scent becomes stronger and I catch the odor of his cum mixed with her juices and again I marvel how fantastic this is to be sharing this moment of sex with others.

He slows and her head falls and she relaxes. He bends over her back to catch his breath and I step back. He kisses her between her shoulder blades. She hums at the gentle contact. I continue to stroke her hair and as before, she presses her head into my hands, just as a kitten does, enjoying the touch.

Jason finally rises and pulls back and I watch as dollops of cum drip from his softening cock. I think to myself that I would love to see her cunt covered in his cum, as his juices flow out of her, but I think it not too seemly to step behind her to take in the view my imagination provides.

After a moment Jason steps back and says, still catching his breath, "She always makes me cum so hard, her pussy just grips so tight, you'll find out in a while, I promise." He smiles at that, and I could hear Karin moan at those words.

"I know she wants to cum now," Jason says, "but she doesn't orgasm easily from her pussy being fucked. You need to watch this." She twists her head around to speak to him. "Can I now, you're going to let me come now?" with a bit of a whine in her voice.

"Yes, sweetheart, we want to watch you take care of yourself."

"Hmmm, yes."

Jason kneels beside her and starts to untie her wrists. She has been draped over the stool for about thirty minutes now and is probably a bit stiff. I move behind her and kneel to untie her ankles. This puts me in the position I want and I have a close-up view of my first creampie. Her freshly fucked pussy is beautiful: her lips are swollen and puffy and there is a trickle of white liquid slowly seeping out from between. The scent is powerful and I inhale, enjoying the sight of her used sex.

As Karin stands she stretches and flexes her back. Jason hugs her and she snuggles into him, with a satisfied hum escaping her lips. I stand back to allow them this moment. Again I marvel that I am involved in their fantasy. In my mind, I have the biggest grin that just will not quit

"On your knees, sweetheart," he says to her. She sinks down to the soft carpet and sits on her heels as he reaches over to the cabinet again. He hands her first a slim blue vibrator and then a dildo that is about six inches long; it is realistic, flesh colored, with a set of large balls at the base. She takes the two items as he picks up a strip of cloth. Karin holds her hair up and I see that the cloth becomes a blindfold as Jason ties it around her head. He pushes her to twist a bit to her right so that her back is to the sofa. He catches my eye and we sit down.

In a low voice, he tells me, "Karin loves to come from my tongue, but her biggest orgasms are when she plays with herself. Her ass is real sensitive so she uses the dildo there and the vibe on her clit. She can come several times like this, it is so cool to watch her."

It is evident that Karin soon forgets we are there. She turns the vibrator on high and runs it between her legs and holds it there. She moans and gasps as the sensations catch her and she rocks back on her heels and pinches her nipples with her free hand. Her head rises and her face faces the ceiling. Soon comes the sight that amazes me.

She feels on the floor for the dildo and, as she presses the vibrator into her pussy, she starts to lick and suck on the fleshy object, getting it wet. I see her spit covering it and she reaches around behind her. She leans forward and places it between her cheeks. As Jason has her facing away from us, we have a good view as she presses the head against her little rosebud. She presses and twists and again brings it to her mouth to get it wet again.

She pushes it against her backside harder and then somehow braces the base against the floor and at the same time pushes back and I can see her smaller hole open to accept the silicone cock. Her ass slowly opens and the dildo seems to take forever to enter and her groans become louder and higher pitched. About half the length disappears and she starts a rocking motion, pushing back on the cock, letting the floor support the end as she presses it deeper into her anal canal. At the same time, she presses the vibrator into her pussy and her head raises and falls back and she starts to make sounds that are not words but make it plain to Jason and me how she feels.

I see how she uses the floor to press the dildo into her ass as her hips rock back and forth, and since she does not have to hold the cock, her other hand is free to pinch and pull her nipples. She raises and lowers her hips and the dildo slips in and out of her ass hole, and I am without words watching it. She sits back further and eventually the full length enters and the large fake balls press against her cheeks.

I am amazed that the entire six inches are buried in her rear. She stays in the leaning back position and just grinds her ass against the fake cock while pressing the vibe deeper in her cunt. Her voice gets louder and less coherent, becoming just babbling sounds.

And then her torso tenses and stiffens as her orgasm strikes, but she does not stop moving, her hips continuing to rock. Her moans and groans climb in pitch and become a constant keening as she comes a second time a few seconds after.

Her cheeks press down to the floor, with the rubber cock entering her ass completely, her ring of muscle gripping the base next to the fake balls. Her gyrations become more pronounced and her sounds increase and I count at least three times that she brings herself to orgasm. Finally, at long last, she seems to have enough and she slows and her hips stop rocking. Her hand falls away from her breasts and the vibrator falls to the floor beneath her pussy. She leans forward to rest her head on the floor, which leaves her hips and ass raised. It is fascinating to watch the dildo ease itself out of her. Her rosebud relaxes and the dildo shows its length, and thumps to the floor.

Karin leans over, knees bent and rests on her chest, her head to one side and her breathing slowly returning to normal. After a minute or two her hand comes up and she pulls off the blindfold and grins, as she looks at the two of us, sitting on the sofa, a totally entranced audience, my jaw on the floor. There is nothing I can say, and I just shake my head at the total and complete eroticism of what I have just witnessed. Jason kneels next to her, offering her a sip of his drink as she finally catches her breath. She slowly falls to recline on her side and I also kneel beside her, caressing her back and telling her how amazing it is to see her like that.

After a while Jason helps her to sit on the sofa between us and, since all three of us have had our orgasm, we rest for a while. I notice it is getting dark outside. Jason re-starts "Smoker" and we enjoy John Leslie; I opine that he could have been a mainstream actor, he was that good. Karin gets some snacks and refreshes our drinks and we relax and talk, centering on how much I enjoyed watching Karin do herself. In a while, Jason says we should all head towards their bedroom.

"Hey, first I want to take a shower and get fresh for y'all," Karin says. "I wanna get a bit clean so you two can make me all dirty and messy again, is that all right?" I eagerly nod my head rapidly and she giggles. Jason suggests that we all grab a quick shower. I agree that is a good idea.

She leans over and kisses first Jason, then me. She walks out, down the hall and I watch her ass sway as she leaves us.

Jason turns to me.

"We're going to need your knot tying skills for this," Jason says, "she wants to be tied to the bed so you and I can fuck her some more."

"Sounds totally great to me. Just spread-eagled, tied down, what?"




A Night in August Ch. 01



"She has the idea, she'll tell you what she wants. I'm looking forward to this, and I know you're gonna like it."

He goes into their room and I hit the hall bath. I stand for a few minutes in the hot water and enjoy the heat running over me. I dry off and step into the hall, of course not bothering to dress. My hardness precedes me to their room and I hear Karin's hairdryer running. As I step into the bedroom Jason passes me, going out.

"Gotta get something."

He is back in a second with several coils of rope and a couple of things made of black leather. Their bedroom is quite large: a seating area is on one side with a large TV, and a king size four-poster dominates the other end of the room. The bedspread is pulled back and light blue sheets cover the mattress, with matching pillowcases. The bed does not have just vertical posts; there are horizontal bars connecting the top of each post and a length of matching blue gauze is wrapped around the frame, making a nice effect.

Jason throws the rope and the leather on the bed and walks to the open bathroom door. I pick up the leather and try to figure them out. I stretch out the rope, seeing just how many feet we have to work with. It is good rope, a simple cotton, with a twist and a nice hand, soft, non-abrasive, not like some nylon ropes would be.

The dryer turns off and I hear them murmuring to each other. There is a little smack as one kisses the other and Karin walks out, topless, a towel wrapped around her waist, her hands running through her hair, fluffing it out. She leaves it down, not putting the hair band back. She grins at the sight of me with the rope in my hands. "Getting ready, are you?"

Karin drops the towel and crawls to the center of the bed and Jason and I take our places on either side of her. We lean over her and she takes each of our heads and guides our mouths to her breasts. While her nipples are sucked into different mouths, she speaks, telling me what is next for the evening, what she wants. At the same time, Jason and I move our hands between her legs, taking turns pressing our fingers into her pussy.

"I want you to tie me to the headboard, my hands out to the side." I say I can do that. "Then you are going to tie the rope to my foot cuffs, and tie the ends to the cross beams above us, stretching my legs out to the sides, spreading me wide. Lift me up so that my ass is raised a bit, off the bed. Then I want you and Jason to take turns fucking me in the ass so I can come more."

During our conversations in the weeks past, Karin had off-handedly mentioned that she liked anal sex, but I had thought she had meant nothing more than accepting what Jason wanting to do her back there. Now I am learning that, in addition to what I had just witnessed, she really liked getting fucked in the ass, almost more than having a cock in her pussy.

Needless to say, I am quite enthusiastic about complying with their plans for our next scene.

I start by wrapping her wrists, using a knot that will not tighten, that leaves a loop that secures her without causing any pain or cessation of circulation. First on one side of the bed, then the other, I pull on the ropes. I ask the two of them just how stringent she wants to be, and Jason tells me that he does not want her to be able to wiggle too much. So I pull rather tightly and I stretch her out and secure her wrists. She tells me that she feels just fine.

Jason hands me the leather contraptions and shows me how they work. There are side panels that fit around the foot and calf. A series of straps run across the top of the foot and around the lower leg. A steel ring is attached to the sole of the cuff, extending out. The rope is attached to the ring, and with the straps secured, the leg is lifted. The tension is transferred from the ankle to the lower calf and thus there is no painful compression as there would be if just the rope were used.

I am mightily impressed. Jason tells me that they had gotten the foot cuffs at a leather Con earlier that month and this was the first time they would be put to use.

I stand on one side of the bed, Jason on the other, and together we throw the end of the line over the horizontals. At his signal we both pull and slowly raise Karin's legs up. As her legs rise, her ass lifts off the bed and I have Jason place a pillow under her back to give some support. Keeping the tension on the ropes, I tie off the ends, first on my side, then on his.

They both compliment me on my ropework but I am appreciating how Karin looks. Her arms are spread, her full breasts falling to either side of her chest. Her legs are straight up and out, and the juncture of her thighs is spread wide, so wide that her lips are pulled out, exposing the center of her beautiful honey pot. And with her legs pulled high, her ass is raised and her cheeks are pulled open, revealing her sweet little rosebud to our eyes.

Her pussy is very wet and her scent rises and envelops the bed. A little stream of clear fluid seeps and trickles down and around her asshole. I reach out and stroke her center, drawing the fluid down onto her ring of muscle. Using the slipperiness I push a little and my fingertip just barely enters the tightness of her rear.

"C'mon guys, don't make me wait, do something, stick something in me!" Karin is a bit impatient, but Jason and I have agreed to take this a bit slow. He has offered me the first shot, but now, "Can I do something else first," I ask him, "I have not tasted her, can I do that first?"

"Of course, you can, take your time," he says with a grin. Karin groans in frustration when she hears that.

I lean over and gently kiss her pussy. She tastes exquisite. Even more than fucking, I love to go down on a girl and spend a long time with my tongue in her moistness. (Even now, it drives claire crazy that I love to eat her for so long, making her cum several times before I satisfy her need for my cock in her.) I run my tongue from Karin's asshole all the way up to her clit. She moans and I just barely touch her lips with my lips.

Then I decide that being slow and nice is not what she deserves, so I take her left inner lip between my teeth and bite down, pulling out a little. I then move to the right lip and repeat my nipping of her sensitive flesh. As I bite harder, her hips raise, she squeals and her pussy gets so much wetter, so much tastier. I reach with my fingers and spread her pussy wide, exposing her clit. I feel my way there and again using my teeth, bite down, sucking her clit into my mouth.

I get what I want: as I bite her clit: she lets out a loud moan and she comes, right into my mouth, a stream of pussy juice flooding my mouth. Her hips jerk, even though she is tied securely, and I am thrown off, my tongue loosing contact with her. She writhes and cries out, and I return to being gentle, lightly licking her flesh to make the hurt go away.

I do notice that the ropes hold her secure, that no matter how she pulls, she stays where she is placed. I do a good job.

I spend about five minutes with my mouth worshipping her, and I am so hard, my cock keeps getting caught on the bed sheets. But no matter, as Jason pipes up: "Hey, you've had your fun, now it's my turn."

I laugh and roll to one side. I take a look at Karin and she is still breathing deeply, her eyes rolled up. But as Jason walks on his knees to take his place between her legs, Karin moans and her hips roll in anticipation. Jason holds his cock and lays it on the length of her pussy, his balls pressing against her ass. She succeeds in rising up to push against him. He uses his hand to press his cock down against her pussy opening and as she moans, he slowly sinks into her depths. He completely sheaths his hardness in her and stays there, not moving.

Karin, on the other hand, cannot stay still. Her ass and hips are jerking and twitching and I can tell that she wants him to start moving, to start the sweet friction. After a moment, though, he withdraws, leaving only the head in, and then slowly re-enters. I can tell that he is moving slow on purpose. After a few moments of teasing her, he completely withdraws and sits back.

"You ready, sweetheart?" staring down at her. She looks up at him and frantically nods. He reaches over to the bedside table and picks up a bottle of lubricant. He dribbles it on her asshole and uses his finger to rub it around and into her hole.

"Doesn't take much," speaking to me, but not looking my way, just staring at her precious hole. "She wants things in her ass so much she is always prepared. I use just a little wetness to make the start easier."

Her breath is coming faster now as Jason rises and places the rounded head of his cock against her tight ring. He presses and I am fascinated to watch as her bud stretches open to accept him. Even after watching her take the dildo, I still expect some resistance; Jason keeps a constant pressure and is soon embedded as far in her ass as he was in her cunt just a minute before.

Karin is going crazy, her ass is wiggling and she is pushing back at him, wanting him to move, to fuck her. As he thrusts into her bowels, she starts keening again, and after only a few minutes, is coming again. Her legs are straining against the ropes and I am glad that I had tied her well.

"That's one from her ass," Jason said, as he slowly withdraws from her, causing her to whine. "Now it's your turn."

I must admit that I had never had anal sex before. My first wife did not even like me to touch her there and the thought of my tongue in that area was just beyond her. So, it is with great anticipation that I belly up to Karin's ass and lay my cock along the length of her slit, just as Jason had done. Jason hands me the lube and suggests that I place a few drops on me, to prepare to enter her. Having done that, I rise, take my slippery cock in hand and aim my little helmet at her most private opening.

Even though Karin had had a large dildo and just now Jason's cock in her, I find that I still have to push. It is fascinating to watch her ring of muscle stretch to allow me to enter. Her ass is tight, tighter than any pussy I had been in. but only at her entrance. Her ring grabs at me and holds me and I push to get past and then I am balls deep in her. As I enter I watch my progress and cannot believe my eyes.

My cock is fully in her, and her ring is pulsing around me, which I could feel so exquisitely. Her pussy is spread open, her two sets of lips wide apart, and I easily see into her hole, the entrance to her other receptacle of joy. The sweet smell of her pussy juice, mixed with the musky smell of her nether hole, makes me want to stay there forever. I am bracing myself on the headboard and I take one hand and insert a couple of fingers into her cunt. The wetness is wonderful and after swirling my fingers around I place them in her mouth, and have her lick them clean.

I start to move. Deep within her is tightness, but that is comparable to the tightness of a healthy active pussy. It is what is clasping my cock, her ring of muscle, which grips me and squeezes me as I move in and out of her, that makes my eyes wide and my jaws drop. (Later I was reminded how a girlfriend used to make her fingers into an "OK" sign and jerk me off using just her fore finger and thumb; slow but exquisite.) I groan and my moans match Karin's as our thrusts coincide.

It is the thought of where I am that drives me crazy. In her ass! This is glorious! I can feel myself starting to rise and my balls constricting and I realize that I need to control myself if we are to give Karin the multiple orgasms that she demands. Luckily, it is at that moment that my cock has its desired effect on her and she comes again, but the tightness from her ring is so difficult to ignore.

I ease out of her and she calms and her whimpering slows. Only the thought that I will be back keeps me from pounding into her, for my release.

"OH, GOD, that is GREAT," she gasps as I leave her. "Please more..." Her asshole gapes open and I cannot resist inserting a finger. Her ring of muscle clamps down and I am trapped in her rear for a moment. I fall, more than move, to one side and Jason takes my place. I reach out to tweak her nipple and run my hands over both breasts. Karin's eyes flick my way, but just for a moment as she stares in her husband's face as he enters her rear again. Her mouth forms an "O" as he presses all the way into her.

In minutes she orgasms again on his cock; I enter her, she comes for me, and then as he pushes into her again, Jason mutters in a distracted way that this time is it for him, that this time he is going to come inside her ass, coating her bowels with his cum. Karin shouts, "YES, COME IN ME, NOW, NOW, DO IT!" If he had entered previously with the force he does now she would have been hurt. But now she is stretched out, so wet and so slick, and so excited that she accepts his hurried invasion with only a loud series of grunts, which turns onto one long moan, matched by his, as he slams his hips into her cheeks, his cock in her grasping hole.

She does not have time to build towards another orgasm, for he tenses, his head rises, he roars his pleasure and holds his cock deep in her. I see his balls full up against the base of his shaft and they quiver as he empties himself. Then the first moment is over and he gives in fully to his climax and he slams and thrusts into her, and that is when her next orgasm hits, as his fades.

He slows, all but his breathing, and he collapses onto her, such that I fear for her legs, as his weight pulls the ropes tighter. Realizing that, he lifts, supporting himself on his arms and he relaxes to one side, to lie beside his wife, his cock rapidly softening, and a froth of cum coats his cock, a dribble of cum leaking from his little hole.

Not sure what to do now, I stay at her other side, but watch her asshole, as it winks and stretches and closes and I love the sight of his cum leaking out of her, running down between her cheeks.

Karin is still in her little orgasmic world, speechless, breathing hard, and then Jason says to me. "Any objections to sloppy seconds, from her ass? Don't mean to leave such a mess, but I bet you wanna finish in her, don't ya? And I just know she has another come in her, for you to find."

Another first for me: sloppy seconds? Touching another guy's cum? Well, creampies are a class of my favorite pictures. For long I'd wondered, fantasized about that, but now I am facing the reality. I look at her ass as his cum dribbles out; I reach to touch with my fingertip. The cum is wet, warm and feels absolutely no different from anything I had ever produced. And believe me, I have produced a lot of cum in my years. In an instant any squeamishness disappears and I move in before her.

I do not say a word; there is just a growl of anticipation from Karin. She looks up at me as I move in and press the spongy head of my rock hard cock back to her hole. Her mouth is open, panting and her eyes are pleading me to finish, to get inside her again.

This time, what with all the extra liquid in and on her ass, I have no difficulty entering her. I am not as rough as Jason, but I do not take my time either, as my cock is filled almost to bursting: the sight of the last few minutes has driven me almost to complete craziness.

The wetness of cum makes my thrusts that much slicker and I think I get deeper into her than any of my earlier invasions. Her ass is warmer and slicker, but not near as tight, what with all the extra use and wetness. As I force my cock into her, the tightness of her channel is forcing that wetness out and I feel it dripping down my balls and on her asscheeks as I rub against them. The whole scene: her squirming ass, her smell, Jason's cum, her squealing and crying out, all this gets to me and I feel, from the very bottom of my core, my orgasm start. It feels like a balloon fills between my legs, and it builds, and suddenly the explosion happens.

I lose awareness of where I am, which happens but rarely for me. My mind only thinks of one thing: the luscious friction of my cock deep within a willing woman's body, welcoming me into her.

I too collapse and I too take a moment to recall what I might be doing to her legs. I pull back quickly, pushing with my arms, only to fall backwards on the bed, trying to catch my breath. "Damn, that was wonderful, most amazing thing I have ever felt." I stare up at the ceiling and try to get my eyes back into focus. Gradually my heart calms and I recover the use of my muscles and am able to roll over.

Jason is already loosening Karin's ropes and I jump up to help him lower her legs to the bed. I quickly unwrap her and release her hands and he and I spend a few minutes rubbing her arms and legs, to get her circulation going again. Looking at the clock on the bedside table, I see that Karin has been in her bondage for about forty minutes, too long ideally, but then we were all so carried away with fucking her ass.

We lay there with our heads on the pillows and Karin reaches down to pull the covers over us and we all relax.

I snuggle into Karin's side. "Guys, that was the most amazing thing I've ever done. I've had some great orgasms but that was worthy of writing a story about." (Which I do, as you, my dear reader, can see.) "Ain't nothing gonna top that, I just know." I am speaking rhetorically and do not expect an answer, as I think this is the highlight of my wonderful service to them. Karin has come so many times, she has given me two wonderful orgasms, Jason has come as many times, and he has the knowledge that his luscious wife is a true and practicing slut.

But he speaks, "It's about ten now. We need to get a bit of rest, get a bite, get a good shower and then we'll wait for full darkness to fall. We want to take you for a little drive, we'll leave about midnight, OK?"

Not sure what he has in mind, at this point I will agree to anything he says.

The three of us actually doze off, falling asleep for a little while, we are all so sated and the warmth in their bed is so comfy. About half past eleven Jason succeeds in getting everyone moving. I go down the to the hall bath and take a good hot shower. We meet in the living room before setting off on our next adventure. And, as fantastic as it has been getting blown on the sofa and watching Karin make herself cum and the two of us plowing her ass, I am to find the biggest turn-on is yet to come. 



A Night in August Ch. 02



I am dressed in my shorts, t-shirt and sandals, and Jason is dressed much the same. The cuteness in the room is of course Karin: she has on a t-shirt. Just a t-shirt: no panties, no shoes, just barefoot. I see that that is all because as she reaches for the car keys, the hem rises and her ass is perfectly displayed. We troop out to the garage and get in their car, Jason driving, me riding shotgun and Karin in the back. It is after Midnight, already Sunday morning.

"Remember how Jason told you how we each have our favorite things to do, that the other enjoys but does not necessarily find it a fav? You saw how I like to be spanked but he's not that much into it? Well, Jason is like you, loving the exhibitionism, but I am just ok with it. But we take care of each other and you told us how much you like it, so we decided to do this for you."

And as we exit their neighborhood, Karin pulls off the t-shirt and hands it to me, "Here, you keep this," and settles into the back seat, totally naked. I turn in my seat to look at her as she gazes out the window as the passing lights highlight her body.

I figure that we are just going to drive around for a while, testing to see if other drivers can see Karin in the back seat, but, oh boy, there is going to be so much more.

We travel for a few miles and come to an intersection, a four-way stop. On one corner is a stand of trees, the next has a CVS, then there is bicycle shop and the fourth corner is occupied by an auto parts store. The three businesses are closed. The intersection is lit by two streetlights over the meeting of the roads and there are weak overheads in the parking lots.

Jason guides the car into the lot of the auto parts place and stops in front of the locked doors. The building is on my side and I look inside thru the glass and wonder why we are here. As I look in the storefront, I hear the car door open and I turn around to see Karin get out. She closes the door and walks around the rear of the car and steps onto the sidewalk next to the building, totally naked. Then to my surprise, Jason pulls away, leaving her there.

We drive thru the intersection and then to the front of the CVS, where he backs in and kills the lights. "We've been here before. You can see that as a car drives thru the intersection, unless it's making the turn there, Karin can't really be seen too well. She walks back and forth, and, well, is not visible until she gets to the end of the sidewalk near that light."

And at that moment she gets to that end of the sidewalk at the right of the store and stands for a moment. Yes, standing there she is very visible from across the street. She waves to us (I guess she can see us, or maybe she just knows where we are) and turns to walk back. Even from across the street it easy for me to see that she has nothing on, nothing covering her body. As she walks across the store front we see her silhouette from the lights inside the store and then she is visible again at the end. We leave her there about ten minutes and she walks back and forth several times, a slow stroll.

And while Karin walks naked three cars approach the intersection, stop and proceed thru. Their headlights do not light up the storefront and these poor souls never know what they are missing. I am hoping for one to make the turn as Jason described, hoping to see Karin lit up, but that does not happen. Oh, well.

Jason starts the car and we drive over to retrieve her. Jason pulls into the lot so that as we enter the headlights sweep across the front and Karin is lit up for a beautiful moment. Her arms come up to hide her breasts but it is an amusing but futile gesture. We stop, and being the gentleman that I am, I get out and hold open the rear door for Karin to enter. She giggles and thanks me. She slides over to the center of the seat and we leave.

"OK, wow, that was great. Karin, how does it feel to be standing out in the open like that, watching cars go by?" I reach back to squeeze her leg and take her hand.

"Oh, it is so hot, to stand there naked and knowing that someone might see me and there would be nothing I can do, as it would happen so suddenly. Somebody did turn a few weeks ago, and luckily I was at the far end and the only thing I could do was to freeze, because I just know they would turn in to see why I am there."

We talk a bit more and Jason drives on and I am totally lost. He turns down a drive that has woods on either side, and after about a quarter mile I see a tall office building on my right, set back from the road. We pull into the drive and I see the building is faced with a large expanse of glass, and I see the lobby and the elevators further in.

Again, Karin gets out and she walks to the front doors, peeking in. She turns back to us, gives the "OK" sign and Jason pulls away. I think we are going to stop at the other end of the parking lot, but he takes a left back onto the road and drives away, leaving her there, all alone, naked and vulnerable. He goes a short distance, does a u-turn and pulls over on the shoulder.

"This is so cool, I've left her there about five times. We've never seen any security, but I think there must be someone who comes by on some sort of schedule. Means that when she sees a car coming she has to be sure it's me before she runs out, tho that's never happened. Someday she's gonna be standing there as some car pulls up and it won't be me. I cannot tell you what the thought does to me"

"Actually, Jason, I can imagine just that. She's fantastic doing this for you. Have you ever taken her in the middle of the parking lot? Fucked her out in the open like this?"

"Yeah, we've fucked out here, but mostly we go to the far end of the lot and I have her lay on the hood so she can play with her pussy. I love watching her make herself cum out here. Been thinking about having her do herself in front of the building one night. It'd take a few minutes but would be so cool."

It has been about ten minutes when we drive back to the office building. At first I do not see Karin, but as we drive up she pops out of the bushes and hurries to the car, those luscious breasts bouncing.

"Don't know why but it feels like forever when you leave me here." She grabs my hand and forces it between her legs. "Feel how wet my pussy is."

And it is wet... I run my fingers thru her slit and I swear, her juices are so flowing I could probably fist her then and there.

We continue our journey and soon accomplish the bravest act yet. Karin's pussy scent is permeating the car and I inhale deeply, savoring her. I reach back again to touch her wetness and lick my finger clean. She spreads her legs for me and holds my hand, pushing my fingers in and out of her hole but otherwise looking out the window, as if in anticipation of where Jason is taking her next.

"Here's my favorite place to have Karin take her walk," Jason says as we pull into another parking lot. This one surrounds a long strip center, a row of stores that curve such that I cannot see the other end from where we are. The center does not face a busy road but I see one or two cars go by. This is important because the sidewalk is fully lit, almost as if by daylight. The stores are dark, but their fronts, doors and windows reflect the lights. Realizing what is about to happen, I know that there will be no place for Karin to hide should someone drive in to a store. But then, it is almost 1:20 in the morning and the odds of that are small.

Jason stops at the first store and just as Karin is opening her door, I reach back and squeeze her leg again. "Thank you, I am really enjoying this, more that you will ever know." She smiles and gets out. I can see the moistness from her pussy on the car seat.

I think Jason will drive on for a few store lengths and stop, within sight of her, but he accelerates and drives all the way to the other end of the center. Looking back, I lose sight of Karin as we go round the curve. I figure the row of stores to be about a quarter of a mile long. This is a long way for her to walk, in her nakedness.

Jason turns around to face the last store and shuts off the engine and kills the lights. So, we wait. My cock has been hard, but this has made me so exited that I have to pull on my shorts to give myself room. I press down and think to myself that Karin should be here, with her mouth wrapped around me.

"Earlier this summer, she was walking this way, and it was around three, and a door opened and a woman stepped out, just down from her. She heard the key turn in the lock, and she just had time to kneel behind a trashcan, so she did not see her, but it was very close. I didn't see it happen, but I saw the woman walk to her car about a hundred feet from me and leave, and the next thing I knew Karin was running to me. She was scared but so turned on; I had to take her around to the back of the building so she could do herself on the hood. It was incredible."

I am staring down the sidewalk and finally after a few minutes I see her walk into view. She is in no hurry, just strolling as if she is window-shopping in the middle of the day. She is perfectly lit and beautiful, walking toward us. Her hips are swaying, her breasts bouncing and she is slowly rubbing her sweet pussy as she looks in the windows. I will always remember how she looked on that sidewalk, naked and walking as if without a care.

As she gets to the last store, facing us, she steps to the curb and places her back to one of the poles supporting the awnings. She slides down to rest on her heels and places her hands inside each knee. We are about fifteen feet away, watching her thru the windshield. The overhead lights show her as if in daylight. She looks at us and smiles a naughty smile and slowly uses her hands to spread her legs. Her pussy is open and I see the lights twinkling off the moisture that is coating her lower lips. She moves one hand to her center and inserts her middle finger, then raises it to her mouth, licking and tasting herself. She repeats this a couple of times.

"Karin remembered something you said you liked, and we agreed to do something special for you. Wait for it," I hear the grin in his voice.

Karin lowers both hands to her pussy and using her fingers spreads her lips wide. Her head tilts back to rest against the pole. Her mouth falls open and I see her eyes slightly close. It is as if she is trying to relax, and then I can see why.

From the center of her pussy comes a stream of golden liquid, arching out over the curb to land in the lane. Her hips settle down and her stream reaches higher, landing farther. Her fingers move up and down, spreading herself wider, as her piss flows. I gasp. This is one of my biggest turn-ons, watching a girl let loose like this. I consider it magical and so very personal.

"Oh, wow," I say in a whisper, "this is beautiful, so wonderful."

Karin must have been saving her piss, as she flows for a long while. The asphalt in front of her holds a small lake of her warm liquid and her fingers keep moving, slowly massaging her pussy to let every drop exit her. At last, but all too soon, her stream slows and the arch lowers and falls until there are only a few dribbles falling directly from her pussy onto the sidewalk. Then her flow stops and she lets go of her lips but her pussy stays wide open, as if asking for someone's attention.

Her head comes forward and she grins in our direction before standing and walking to the car. I again hop out to hold the door for her. "Did you enjoy, you kinky boy?" she asks, giving me a kiss on the cheek. I have no words and can only hug her.

I find my voice. "Karin, that is amazing, thank you, I so enjoyed that." She asks for her t-shirt and uses it to pat her pussy dry, then hands it back to me. She gets in the back.

"I've never done anything like that before, it was really a thrill and very naughty, I just remember you saying you liked watching a girl pee, so we thought you would like to see me do that."

"Babe," Jason pipes up, "I liked it more than I thought I would, so you're going to have to do that a lot more, you realize that, right?"

"Oh, yes, sweetheart, I promise to pee for you whenever you want, OK?' she laughs.

"Let's go home," Jason looks in my direction, "there's one more thing that Karin wants from us."

And within minutes we are back at their place. As we drive down their street I notice that Karin forgets to ask for her t-shirt.

We go inside. As I follow Jason back to their bedroom Karin detours to the kitchen. She gets us all glasses of orange juice and brings them on her tray from several hours before. "We need our strength for one last bit."

I do not ask, only know I am going to love it, and this I do. Karin is in charge and she has me lay on my back in the center of the bed, putting a pillow under my ass, raising my cock. She kneels between my legs, sucking on me, getting me steel hard. I caress her head and run my fingers thru her hair, lost in the sensations from her mouth. She suddenly rises, moves to my chest and straddles me. My cock is very wet from her mouth, and she has no difficulty sinking down on me, engulfing me in her warmth. She moves, making her hips rotate in a circle.

"You just relax, don't move," as she stares into my eyes.

It crosses my mind to wonder where Jason is and then I feel the bed flex and see him move in behind her. My legs are spread wide and I feel him on the inside of my thighs as he moves up to her crotch. She stops moving on me and becomes very still. I know what is about to happen and it is to be another first for me. I feel warmth on my balls as he moves in, his hands appear on her hips and he holds her steady. I look up at her face and watch as her eyes roll up and her mouth falls open and I know that Jason has guided his cock into her ass.

At first I feel nothing, then her pussy gets very tight as he enters, filling her back passage. I know how much tightness he is feeling in her ass, but I do not realize how that would make her front passage, her pussy, get constricted also. I moan at the feeling and that sets off Karin, her groans and grunts filling the air. Even tho she is supporting herself on her hands her head falls to my chest, her hair in my face. I lift her head and give her a deep kiss, my tongue entering her mouth and wrestling with hers.

I greatly desire to see Karin's crotch, with both of her holes occupied and stretched, our cocks moving in and out of her. I relax as I have no need to move. Jason's thrusts into his wife's ass are enough to make my cock slide within her, giving me the wonderful friction I need. As her ass moves in time to him, her pussy follows and slides back and forth on my cock. The membrane separating her anal passage and her pussy allows me to feel Jason's cock moving. It is hard to describe but as his cock moves in and out, the effect is that her pussy gets tighter and then slightly looser and I am in heaven, just laying back and watching her eyes roll.

I reach up and clasp her breasts in my hands, squeezing, then bracing my arms, allowing her to place her weight on them, such that her tits are flattened as she slumps forward. Her hair falls around my head and I can only watch her face and kiss her as she experiences my first double penetration. (I find out later that this was her first also, at least with two guys, for she admitted she used dildos all the time, with and without Jason.)

Karin's head starts whipping from side to side and thru her hair and over her shoulder I see Jason's face as he slowly leans forward onto her back. He is grimacing as he pistons into his wife's ass. I can tell he is close to coming, for his eyes are tight shut and his lips are pulled back from his teeth. Obviously he is affected by the double fucking that Karin is going thru.

Having both of her holes being fucked has sent her into one continuous orgasm. She is writhing and keening and yelling, "FUCK ME!" so loud I am worried for my hearing. I squeeze her tits and her body weight keeps the pressure on them and she is, in a literal sense, going crazy. Her contortions from earlier having her asshole reamed by the two of us, is nothing compared to what her body is doing now.

I am not near my orgasm when Jason's hits. He screams (yes, he screams) and slams into her so hard that her hips move too much forward and I fall out of her pussy. As the first wave goes past him he starts to thrust into her so hard that I lose my grip on her breasts and her torso falls to my chest. I wrap my arms around her to keep on me. He keeps thrusting and she keeps writhing, it seems to go on for minutes. She is screaming into my chest and the warmth of her breath on my chest is erotic in itself. It is one of the most joyous moments I have witnessed, their twin orgasms. Finally he collapses on her and I am suddenly pressed flat by their combined weight. I let out a loud, "OOF!'

Being under them both I cannot get the leverage to get my cock back into her so I do nothing. I can barely move and Jason seems to realize this as he tilts over to her side. With his weight gone I try to get back into her pussy but she is so limp that I cannot not get her to move down to allow me access to her entrance, so I just lay there, my arms wrapped around her, smiling and amazed at what I had just witnessed.

As Karin is still on top of me, her pussy directly above my cock, I eventually can feel Jason's cum dripping out of her ass and down onto me. After a bit Karin catches her breath and recovers. She rolls to the side and her hand goes between her legs. She feels her pussy and rubs her little rosebud, then goes back to her pussy. She raises her hand and looks at it, a question on her face.

"There's no cum in my pussy, didn't you come inside me, what happened?"

"As Jason came in your ass, I fell out and couldn't get back in, it's ok, I really got off watching the two of you, god, that was great."

"Sorry about that," Jason chimed in, "I got carried away, I guess."

"Fuck, yeah, you enjoyed that."

"C'mere," Karin reaches for me, "Let me finish you."

Sitting up at my side she reaches for my cock and starts to stroke. I groan as her pace quickens. She reaches between her legs and presses her hand to her pussy to get it slick and uses that as lube to slide her hand over me. She rests her head on my belly only a couple of inches from my cock head, and tells me she wants my cum all over her face. With that image in my head, it does not take long to spurt, and while I cannot see, it feels great to know that I am covering her face.

As I finish, she turns to me and lets me see just what I have done to her. I love it. My white liquid covers her from forehead to chin and is dripping off her nose. She smiles and her tongue flicks out to lick the drips that are within reach. It is just too hot and I wish I had a camera.

The clock on the bed table catches my eye. I am a bit shocked: almost 3 AM! Wow, the time has passed quickly. I feel great, just tired from all the sex. I know that the situation and the total eroticism of being Jason and Karin's toy for their fantasy has given me stamina, but all of a sudden I feel tired. And obviously they feel it too.

I sit up on the bed, and reach for the t-shirt that Karin has worn on our outing, and use it to wipe her face clean of my cum. She tells Jason she is going to show me to my bedroom and that she will be right back. She takes my hand and leads me to the guest bedroom down the hall and gives me a big hug and kiss.

"Thank you for this, see you in the morning, sleep well." And she leaves.

I get under the covers and the next thing I know, there is daylight in the windows and there is a hand gripping my balls and then sliding up and down my suddenly hardening shaft.

"Wake up, sleepy, gotta get moving, I'm making breakfast before I'm off to Sunday School."




A Night in August Ch. 02



"Whoa, Sunday School?"

I see Karin is dressed in a somewhat modest dress.

"Don't think bad of me, being a Sunday School teacher for my daughter's age group and at the same time being such a big slut. It's just what is important to us for our daughter."

"Hey, I am the LAST one to judge anyone, for anything, believe you me." I touch her face.

"And thanks for being here with us, we loved having you here, everything was just great. You've given us many memories, and I hope you had a great time."

"A great time? You just don't know! I hope I did everything that you, and especially, Jason wanted. I know that this was more his fantasy than yours, and I hope having me take you over a couple of times was ok with him. I felt that I was being sorta selfish every once in a while, but I do want you to know that this will be one of the highlights of my life." I try not to sound maudlin, but since there is no one in my life at the moment, I am already missing her.

"Everything is just fine. We had a long talk after you went to bed and he admits that a couple of times he felt like he was not in control, but he knew that he was sharing me with another Dom, not just some guy we had met in a bar, and he understands your thoughts and is just as appreciative as I am that you were here for us."

"Bar?"

"Yeah, we picked up a guy in a club last summer and took him to a motel, but all the guy wanted was to fuck my mouth and he really did not listen to what Jason wanted for the three of us. Didn't turn out bad, but it was not a great evening."

"Wow, sorry about that."

"Yeah, that's why we decided to find someone in the Lifestyle, someone who knew the protocols and the rules. And we knew that we could trust you after talking to the Mistress of the Club, she likes you a lot, and that's why Jason had no problem leaving me with you. You did great for us and Jason is quite happy that you were here for us. Here, one more thing..."

She is sitting on the edge of the bed and she gives me one more handjob, sorta, as she puts it, a final thank you for a wonderful night. I come, she leaves, I shower and dress and go to the kitchen for some tasty pancakes. Jason shares the morning paper and she leaves. He and I talk for a while, but about inconsequentials, as I realize that pretty much most of what we have in common is an over-riding desire to fuck his wife. In other words, I know that we will never be close friends, just good companions in the Lifestyle. I am tempted to suggest that I hang around until Karin gets back from church, so as to play some more with her, but I decide enough is enough.

Jason gives me directions back to I-85. I head back to Atlanta and home. I am happy to have had such a fantasy of a weekend, and try not to be too sad about things because I have, in a small way, fallen in love with Karin. But knowing that only the next Saturday night there will be another gathering at our Club and there will be more people to meet and enjoy goes a long way towards cheering me up. Jason and Karin are there that night and we share a lovely scene with her as the centerpiece of some nice ropework, which she enjoys immensely and shows her appreciation of my work by allowing me to give her five or six orgasms. I am quite happy to see them again.

And then their vacation is over and their daughter comes home. We correspond a bit, but that fades away and I do not see them until the next August. By that time, I have met and married claire, the woman who agreed to be my slave; it is an understatement to say that she brings me immense happiness. And I have gained the rank of Dungeon Master, a trusted position within our community. I tell claire of my time with Jason and Karin and she is glad to meet them. We do not play together that August and they do not return the following August, nor do they ever answer any of our inquiries. I never hear from them again, so it is with a touch of sadness that I tell this tale.