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Girl's Night In Ch. 02

By: FirstFantasy



I turned to head back out to my living room when Jennifer said "Hold on there speed racer. You look ready but I have a few more items we need to outfit you with before you go out there." She then grabbed me by my dick and pulled me back into the bedroom. As I stood in front of her she slipped a mask over the one I was wearing, it completely covered my eyes and left me blinded.

"You've got to be kidding me Jennifer." I complained, "All those beautiful ladies out there and you want me to be blindfolded."

"Trust me model man, you are going to thank me for this," she said from behind me. I was disappointed and my body slumped a little. She noticed my pout and leaned close to my ear, "I'm going to spare you, to keep you from whining out there, but you have no idea what you're missing." After saying this she slid some type of earphones over my ears but failed to cover my right ear completely. "You can't hear anything, do you understand me?" 

I nodded in response. "That's the last time you respond to anything anyone says until the earphones are removed," she forcefully reminded me. "I'm almost done here. Give me your hands." I put my hands behind my back and she proceeded to secure me with some furry handcuffs. "Now I don't have to worry about you groping my customers," she laughed and I pretended to pout again. I then felt one of her hands gently pull on my balls and my cock jumped. I heard a click then another gentle pull on my balls.

"I am going to be leading you around out there with this leash," she whispered into my ear while giving a couple of more gentle tugs on the leash. "When I pull, you move or else I pull harder," she warned while giving the leash a good tug that made me jump.

"Alright, big boy," she said while giving my shaft a few long strokes, "you feel ready, it's showtime."

She pulled me by the leash down the hall toward the group of half-drunk ladies and it was disorienting. The darkness coupled with the muffled sound and the inability to feel my way with my hands left my full trust in Jennifer. It was necessary to lag far enough behind her that the leash was taut and kept me walking straight down the hall. With my hard cock held straight out from my body by the rings and my balls pulled forward, I felt like I was just a walking penis. The cheers as I entered the room made my cock swell as large as I have ever felt it. 

"Are you ladies ready to see some more toys?" Jennifer yelled above the cheers.

"Oh yeah!" "I want to play with that toy." "God, that looks delicious," were some of the responses I heard but couldn't put a face to. 

Jennifer then went into her salesperson mode again to describe what I was wearing. "John is in our sensory deprivation kit right now," she explained, "he is wearing noise canceling earphones that prevent any sound from being heard..."

"So he has no idea I came in my panties when I saw that gorgeous cock," my mother laughed. I felt a sudden rush of blood to both my face and my cock.

"None whatsoever," Jennifer lied. "He is also wearing a blinding mask to prevent him from seeing anything and the lack of sight and sound heightens his response to touch and can be a very powerful teasing tool in the bedroom," she continued. I then felt her nails tickling my balls causing my dick to jump in response and eliciting a few giggles from the ladies. She then slowly ran a nail the length of the underside of my cock and the sensation was amazing as her hard nail scraped along the sensitive spot just below the head. 

"Look at that pre-cum," one of the ladies gasped as Jennifer drew her finger away from me, "that is soo hot. He is practically dripping."

"I have handcuffed him with these black velvet cuffs," she continued. "They are soft but just as difficult to get out of as your traditional metal cuffs. The velvet prevents you or your man from having to go out the next day with embarrassing marks on your wrist and they also help relax a person that is now completely at your mercy." Jennifer emphasized the last point by swatting me hard on the ass and the smack brought some laughs and some moans form the audience as I jumped.

"I know you all have been primarily focused on John's cock rings and ball strap," Jennifer continued.

"You mean his cock and balls, Jen; I hadn't even noticed the rings." Terry yelled out to the cheers of others. "Christ I'm drooling over here."

"He absolutely does have a fabulous cock but these rings will also take your husband's cocks and make them so much better for you," Jennifer sold on. 

"If they can make my husbands cock look like that I'll pay you whatever you want," Becky joked.

"I'm not promising it will look like this," Jennifer continued, "but it will be harder, thicker and last longer than it has before. Plus the rings add a whole new sensation for you. Would anyone like to feel?" I was shocked to hear Jennifer ask.

I could feel my cock bounce with each rapid beat of my heart as the room erupted with shouts of "over here" and "me, me, me." I felt a gentle tug on the strap around my balls as I was led to my left and made to stand in front of one of the ladies. 

"Remember he can't see or hear a thing, ladies so you don't have to be embarrassed to do or say whatever you're thinking. He'll never know which one of you did what so just enjoy testing out the toys." Jennifer said. "Why don't you take the leash sweetie and I'll go get some other things ready." 

I felt the leash pulled tight again as it was passed off and a set of nails raked down my chest and gently trailed from my neck down to the base of my cock causing my whole body to tremble with anticipation.

The foreign hand wrapped firmly around the base of my pulsating member and I heard Lori declare to everyone, "God he is so hot and hard." Cheers and shouts erupted from the others and one of the ladies asked her how my cock compared to her husbands cock. This will be interesting, I thought.

"Mark is probably about the same size but I've never felt him this hard before," she honestly replied, "I think I'm going to be investing in these rings. It'll be fun to see if I can ever make him feel like this." I smiled internally thinking how fun it definitely would be.

"Look at you holding John like you own him Lori," Ashley said. Ashley was one of Lori's oldest friends from college and a true southern belle. She had auburn hair, a gorgeous face and a long lean body honed by years of teaching yoga. I have always told Lori that if I could invite any friend of hers into our bed, Ashley would be my first pick because she is beautiful and proper but I am sure there is a wild side there. "I wonder if Mark would enjoy you stroking another cock like that little lady. You should probably turn that gorgeous hunk of meat over to one of us single ladies who can play without risking their marriage," she warned my wife. 

It was good to know one of the ladies there was worried about me. The other four single ladies all agreed they should get to play while the married ladies booed. 

"You single sluts get to go out and get new meat whenever you want. I haven't held another man's cock in 10 years," Lori countered. "I think Mark would want me to have some fun, it's not like I'm going to fuck this guy. Let me enjoy this for a minute. You'll all have your chance." I didn't move but the realization that my wife had just agreed to share me with everyone there was amazing and I had never been more turned on. It was also an amazing act of trust and reminded me how lucky I am to have married her. 

"Well I might fuck him, I haven't had sex since Brad and I broke up 2 years ago," Ashley replied. "I may end up raping poor John when it's my turn. I've worn out my last two rabbits and they are great but nothing feels quite like the real thing. None of you will mind if I take him to a back room, will you?" 

"You aren't taking him anywhere, unless you take us too," one of the ladies laughed.

"Well maybe I'll just have to take him right here then," Ashley challenged, but I could hear the embarrassment creep into her voice despite the encouraging shouts she was getting from the other ladies.

"When are you going to share him, Lori?" Marcia tentatively asked. Marcia had lost her husband tragically a few years ago. She was still dealing with being a 30 year old widow with 2 kids. Physically she had transformed herself from your typical mom into a head turning woman (her new D cups were the final touch a few months ago) but she had yet to emotionally recover enough to start dating. I was surprised she had even come over this evening.

Lori continued to slowly and firmly stroke me subconsciously as she spoke. "I guess since Jennifer gave John to me it is up to me to be sure no one monopolizes his demo time. I assume everyone would like a chance to feel how all of this gear works?" She joked as another round of yells burst from the group. "Well since everyone is anxious for their turn and I don't want to play favorites we're going to play a little game to determine who get him next." Lori's idea was met by a collection of groans.

"The first game will be an easy one, we all remember I never?" Everyone responded less than enthusiastically, "Well in this version everyone will put their hands up and I'll ask a series of questions. If you have done the act mentioned you put your hand down and can go refresh your drink because you won't be seeing John next. The last person with their hand raised will be the winner." 

"So first question, hands up everyone," Lori used her teacher voice to get everyone participating. I always loved the fact she was a teacher, the fantasy of having sex with a hot teacher had always appealed to me so I married one. "I never have had sex with more than 1 guy at a time." I heard a few gasps and wished I could rip off the mask and see what was happening.

"Terry I expected that from you but Becky you little closet whore," Ashley reprimanded.

"It was college and it was great," Becky replied unapologetically.

"Next question," Lori continued, "I've never had anal sex. Wow that many. Oohhh gross, Mom, I didn't need to know that."

"Well then you shouldn't have asked sweetheart. I'm 54, not dead here, don't knock it til you try it," my Mother joked as a few of the other women cheered for her. "So, wow, only four of you left, don't I feel like a little prude," Lori said, choosing to ignore her Mother.

"A little prude stroking a strange guy's big cock," Terry answered. "I think there's hope for you yet." 

"Ok, ok, next question. I've never made out with another woman." It was killing me to not be able to see who was left and who had done these things. I would definitely be asking Lori to share all later.

"Damn you cuz. I wanted to be next," Diane cursed.

"Well then stop making out with your roommates college girl. And then there were two," Lori said making the drum roll sound and shaking my dick up and down like it was her drumstick. "I never have swallowed." 

There were screams and laughs as I wondered what was happening. Leave it to Terry to say what others are thinking. 

"Damn Ashley, I always wondered why a little hottie like you was still single but I guess I understand now. You need to learn how please a man missy or your going to be the old maid living with a bunch of cats."

"Well right now I'm the old maid who gets the next feel of John. Maybe you shouldn't have done your little threesome T." Ashley defended herself.

"Who said it was only three," Terry remarked quickly as the room broke up laughing.

I suddenly felt the increasingly familiar tug on my balls as Lori released my cock and led me over to share me with one of her friends.

Ashley's long slim fingers felt cold compared to the heat from my wife stroking me. She cupped my full hanging scrotum and lifted it slightly as if she was weighing it. "They feel so full," she said to no one in particular. I could tell from her voice that she was sitting with my cock about eye level and the image of her gorgeous face staring up at me almost caused me to lose it. 

"Do you think this hurts?" she asked while gently tugging downward on my balls and rolling them between her fingers. They did hurt, but not from the strap. I needed to release the load that had been building the past couple of hours or else I was sure they would just explode. 

Ashley's finger slid between my spread legs and she rubbed softly on my perineum. That is an amazingly sensitive area for me and her cool, gentle strokes from my ass forward caused every muscle in my body to tense up as I rose up on the tips of my toes and pushed my cock even closer to her face. 

"I'm thinking that the leaking pre-cum and rock hard dick is a pretty good indication that he's not hurting too badly, Ash," Diane sarcastically reassured her. "How have you made it to your 30's without swallowing? I love it and even if I didn't I would think someone would have surprised you along the way."

"Or held you there. My hubby loves to hold my head there when he gets close. I always pretend to struggle so he'll feel 'powerful' but I really just love the feeling of making him quiver," Terry shared with everyone.

If didn't have the handcuffs on I would have definitely reached out and pulled Ashley's mouth onto my cock at that moment. I was ready to fill her mouth on the first stroke. 

"No one's ever surprised me or forced me because I would never let them degrade me like that," Ashley responded defiantly. "I can't believe you guys have no problem sucking dick. It is so dirty, I mean they pee out of this thing." She grabbed me at the base of my cock and squeezed hard to emphasize her point.

"If he's going to do it for me, I think it's fair to return the favor. Plus sex is best when it's a little dirty," Lori said over the laughs and jeers of the other ladies.

"I don't want a guy doing that to me either. I would never be able to kiss him again," Ashley revealed. 

"Holy shit, you've never been eaten out? You really need to get out more darling. The only thing better than a tongue is a dick and that's only if it's a good dick," my mother scolded Ashley. "Lori, what kind of friend did I raise you to be? How did you let her get this far without giving her a little lesson?"

"You're right Mom, I really should be teaching sex classes for my prudish friends. Jeez it's not like I was any different than Ash before Mark expanded my horizons." Lori had always claimed mine was the only dick she'd ever sucked. I found it hard to believe but apparently she had been telling the truth. "Well I guess there's no time like the present," Lori said to everyone's shock. "Watch closely Ashley."

Suddenly the leash was pulled firmly to make me turn sideways away from Ashley. Her hand was still tightly gripping the base of my cock as I felt the familiar sensation of my wife's mouth engulfing the head of my cock. She slid down the length of my shaft until her lips reached Ashley's hand and then she slowly slid back up releasing me with a loud pop from her lips.

"It's that simple. Now you try it," Lori spoke while turning me back towards Ashley. The room was silent and I found myself holding my breath in anticipation. "Just lean forward and at least lick the head like an ice cream cone. You're the only one here who hasn't tried it, I dare you." 

That was all it took. Ashley pulled my shaft closer to her face and I felt the warm, soft sensation of a tongue taking its first exploratory taste of dick. The other women were cheering her like crazy and Lori continued to encourage her after a few licks. 

"Now just kiss the end of it a little sweetie. You're doing great." 

The head of my cock was tentatively kissed before she slid a little bit into her mouth. Her teeth scraped me but just the thought of being the first cock in her virgin mouth put me on the verge. My body tensed again as I prepared for the long needed release. I pushed forward, deeper into Ashley's mouth out of instinct.

I must have pushed too deep because just as the familiar tingling began to move from my balls and up my shaft, Ashley gagged and pulled away coughing. Quickly, before I could get my release, pain gripped my balls as Lori yanked down hard on the leash to pull me away from her friend.

Ashley sputtered while the rest of the room broke up laughing with her. "We've all been there sweetheart," my mother encouraged. "A man will sometimes get a little too excited. You're lucky we have a leash on this monster or you might have just been doing your best 'Deep Throat' demonstration for us."

Ashley had recovered somewhat and her voice sounded a little proud and a lot turned on as she hoarsely said, "That wasn't too bad. I can't believe I just had a stranger's cock in my mouth in front of y'all."

I felt Lori reach down and squeeze the head of my cock before rubbing her finger over my slit. Everyone cheered as Lori said, "And now you've also had your first taste of cum in front of everyone." 

I could hear Ashley's lips smack and could only picture the sight of my lovely wife feeding my pre-cum to her gorgeous friend.

"That's not too bad," Ashley laughed.

"Here try a little from the source," Lori told her as she squeezed again on my shaft and I felt Ashley lips and tongue swirl around my head as she sucked off my leaking sperm. "Alright so who wants John next?" Lori asked while Ashley continued to bathe my cock with her tongue.

There was another round of yells as the ladies fought to be next. Their screams drowned out my anguished groan as Ashley kept me hovering on the verge. She was so tentative exploring me with her mouth that she was unconsciously torturing me with pleasure. 

Lori was holding me tightly by the leash either to protect Ashley from another overzealous thrust by me or because she was also wound tight with tension and didn't realize how firm she was being. The pain was enough of a distraction that it allowed my need to cum to subside slightly but the pain grew with each passing second. Thankfully Jennifer distracted Lori, calling for her from the back bedroom and releasing a little of the tension on the leash.

"Lori, I need a little help back here if you don't mind."

"Ashley ... Ashley," Lori repeated as apparently Ashley was too focused on her new found taste for cock sucking to respond initially. "If you can tear your lips away, why don't you take the leash for me and decide whose turn it is now. I need to go see what Jennifer needs."

"Mmmm kay, no provlen," came Ashley's muffled reply.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you it's not polite to talk with your mouth full?" Lori teased, "Now get up here; you're worse at sharing than my kindergartners."

I was disappointed to hear Ashley stand up although she took the time to bathe my dick with her tongue one more time before she released me.

Girl's Night In Ch. 03



"I'll be back soon ladies," Lori said before whispering to Ashley, "Remember this is my house Ash; don't let them get too crazy. I really don't want to explain to Mark why there's another guy's cum on our furniture."

"Ladies, Lori wants me to let you all know that she does not want John's cum on her furniture," Ashley laughed, "Do you think we can manage to keep from spilling it while she is off playing hostess?"

"Do you mind if his cum is in me," Terry joked. Apparently Lori didn't want to continue down that path because the next person that spoke was Ashley.

"Well now that the boss has left, she put me in charge of our boy toy here and I know she said this would be done by contest but I'm going to shake things up a little here. I am making the executive decision that Ellen will be next."

"Bitch," and "No fair," were among the responses I heard from the other ladies.

"First of all Ellen has been married longer than anyone else here so she's been waiting longer than all of us for this," Ashley continued.

"All my life, for something like that," My mother agreed.

"Plus I think this is better for Lori and Ellen," Ashley explained, "I know I wouldn't want to see my Mom playing with cock and I'm guessing Ellen would prefer not to have her daughter staring at her while she checks out the merchandise."

Reluctantly the other ladies agreed with Ashley's decision and I was led over to be used by my wife's mother. I was relieved that my wife was out of the room because the awkwardness might have been too much for Lori or I and I sure didn't want this night to end yet. 

The room was silent for a moment as I stood there wondering what was about to happen to me. During the quiet my mind wandered to the last time I had been in this room with Ellen. We had been celebrating Lori's thirtieth birthday and I remember seeing the two of them together and thinking I'd be happy if Lori aged as well as her Mom, as long as she wasn't as uptight as Ellen. 

"What a gorgeous piece of man meat," Ellen said as she took a firm hold of the base of my cock. Uptight will never be a word I associate again with my mother. "Come closer so Mommy can have a better look," she said to herself as she pulled me by my cock.

"He's young enough to be your son Ellen but you are so hot. You two look great together," Sharon said. She was one of Lori's oldest friends and had known Ellen since she and Lori were kids. "I always thought you and Paul made a hot couple and always hoped my husband and I would be as sexy as you two when I grew up."

"That's sweet Sharon. You have no idea how unsexy you feel when you get to be my age. Your body goes and you stop feeling sexy, so you stop being sexy. I swear holding this right now is the sexiest I've felt in 20 years. I don't know if I've ever been this wet," Ellen's mouth was so close to me that I could feel her heavy breaths on my still wet head as she spoke.

She pulled me even closer so my legs were brushing against her long dress. Ellen lifted my cock with one hand while she took my balls in the other hand and gently massage them. "Mmmm a hard man is good to find, am I right ladies?" she joked while rubbing my cock on her cheeks and dragging my head across her lips. "Ladies you may want to look away for a second because I need to get out of these soaking panties and get some relief."

Ellen took both hands off of me and I could feel her lifting her dress as it rubbed along my legs. I had not moved back from her so as she rose from her chair to remover her panties, she pressed her face tightly against my groin. 

"Wow Mrs. M," Sharon yelled out, "Look at you sporting the sexy thong. Whoever said your body is going is crazy. You still have a great ass." Several other ladies were also cheering on Ellen. 

I felt her sit back down as her face moved away from me. Her bare calves were now rubbing the outside of my legs so I knew she had not completely lowered her dress. "We're at a sex toy party but I still feel the need to make sure no one is offended by the fact I need to get myself off," she said while re-gripping me with one hand.

"You go girl, I think we're all in agreement on this one. Does it even need to be said what goes on at Lori's, stays at Lori's?" Terry asked everyone. 

"You do what you need to do Auntie just do it fast, I want to see how those rings feel," Diane encouraged.

"I love you girls. Although to be honest I would have ignored you all anyway if you had said you were offended," Ellen answered.

"Do you want to try out one of the toys Ellen?" Sharon asked.

"I've been dying to dear," Ellen replied coyly. I felt her dress brushing my legs again as she stood up. Her grip tightened on me and I was surprised to feel her lips press firmly against mine. After a moment of shock I eagerly opened my lips to allow her tongue into my mouth. Her entire body pressed tightly against me and I cursed the handcuffs for preventing me from fully embracing her. As we kissed I could feel her soft breasts press against my chest and feel both her hands working feverishly to bring each of us to climax.

She moaned into my mouth before breaking our kiss. I continued to press toward her trying to recapture her lips. I was caught off guard again as I licked my lips, savoring our kiss and got a strong taste of my mother's pussy. Ellen ran her soaked fingers across my lips and I eagerly sucked them into my mouth. 

"Apparently this old broad has still got it ladies," Ellen boasted. "I didn't think he could get any harder but you ladies should have felt the way his cock throbbed in my hand when he tasted me."

"We can all see the how wet you're making him," Becky laughed. "I think he's dripped more pre-cum on your hand than my hubby produces when he orgasms."

Ellen released my cock and I could hear her lips smacking as I pictured her licking my juices from her fingers just as I had done. 

"As much as I want to feel more of that cock, and god it does taste delicious. I love my husband too much to fuck this youngster," Ellen told the rest of the group. It was good to hear because my Father is a great guy and I'm not sure I would have been able to resist if Ellen had been willing. "But don't be too excited ladies I'm not done with John yet." 

I felt the pull on my balls gently at first but the downward pressure steadily increased as my scrotum was being stretched toward the floor. I could hear some gasps and it felt like someone wanted to pull my balls off. The pain became so great that I fell forward onto my knees and my head landed in Ellen's lap. The leash had been released but the pain still remained causing me to groan loudly.

"Oh you poor thing," My mother said while patting my head. It wasn't sympathy but pleasure and excitement that I heard in her voice. "I wouldn't have pulled so hard if he had just gotten on his knees sooner," she explained to the others unapologetically. "Diane you said you wanted to feel those rings. Why don't you come over and make sure I didn't do any permanent damage there. It looks like he's going a little soft on us, so see if you can fix that."

Ellen must have a little dominatrix in her because she then grabbed me firmly by the hair and lifted my head off her lap. Thankfully the 2 masks and headphones kept the wig secure so my identity wasn't revealed. As she held me in front of her I felt another set of hands reach between my legs from behind and begin gently caressing all around my cock and balls. The gentle touches were an exciting change from the recent rough treatment. The pain was subsiding and my erection began building back to where it had been minutes before as I pictured how hot my wife's 21-year-old cousin would look right now stroking me.

Just as I was relaxing into the pleasure my head was pulled again by Ellen. This time she drew me back into her lap but when my face rested on her thigh I felt the warmth of her skin against my cheek. My next breath was filled with the sweet smell of arousal and I realized I was inches from her naked pussy. She continued to guide my head up her thigh until my nose was rubbing against her thick mound of pubic hair and my lips were brushing hers.

My tongue softly exploring the length of Ellen's slit caused a long groan from her and more cheers from the audience. The cheers must have been a little embarrassing for Ellen because I could feel her dress being pulled over my shoulders to cover us. The close confines intensified the heat radiating from between her legs. Her pussy was drenched and I took my time teasing around her clit and scooping the moisture from inside her with my tongue. Her legs clamped down tight on my head the first time I dragged my tongue lightly over her sensitive clit.

She tried to pull my mouth tightly to her and increase the pressure but I simply sucked her clit tenderly into my mouth and resisted her force with more soft contact. She squirmed against me and I let her frustration build because I was in no rush to let her cum. I wanted her to remember this orgasm as one of her best even if she would never know it was me.

"Oh my god," she groaned as my tongue sank deeply inside her before I dragged it back up the length of her slit and with calculated patience I applied firm but slow pressure to her clit. "I haven't had my pussy licked in 10 years and this fucking guy decides to tease me," she moaned through clenched teeth. 

It was my turn to moan when I felt my aching balls sucked into someone's mouth. I hadn't felt her slide her head between my spread knees but my shaft was now resting across the length of her face while her tongue swirled around my bound scrotum. 

"Whatever you are doing Diane, don't stop!" Ellen yelled. The pleasure of being sucked had overwhelmed me and without realizing it I had increased the speed and pressure of my licks. I knew I didn't want to let Ellen cum just yet so I forced myself to slow down and focused my attention back on making her orgasm build.

It would be easier said than done because Diane was following her Aunt's directions. She had taken a firm grip of both my ass cheeks and was holding me pressed tightly to her face while taking long licks the length of my cock from the base to the head. I used to take this girl for ice cream when she was a kid; never did I imagine she would one day grow up and use that same tongue like this. 

I was desperate to have my hands free so I could fully explore Ellen but I had to be content with only being able to taste my way around her hairy pussy. Diane bent my cock down to her mouth and was kissing and swirling her tongue all around the sensitive head. I found myself licking and kissing Ellen's clit in rhythm with Diane as if I was just the connection to her licking her Aunt.

Diane was somehow able to bend my rigid cock enough to slip the first couple of inches into her mouth and the sensation caused me to pause for just a moment. Ellen would not allow that though, I could feel her need for release as she franticly grabbed at my covered head with both arms. It was so wrong and yet so sexy to hear my mother begging me not to stop.

"Please, please," she gasped forgetting I was supposedly unable to hear her. "So...close" 

It was time to make Ellen cum. I sucked her swollen clit into my mouth and firmly massaged it with my tongue. Ellen's moans transformed into a series of high pitched yeses and "ohmygod, OH MY GOD!" as she neared her climax.

I think my own deep moan caused the last vibrations she needed because as I reacted to the amazing blow job Diane was giving me; Ellen screamed "OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! YES."

The flood of juices that accompanied her screams was intoxicating. I drank in her amazing orgasm and kept my mouth attached to her writhing hips as her tremors continued for what felt like minutes. The room was silent in shock at the powerful orgasm they had all just witnessed. Even Diane was simply lying beneath me with my head resting just inside her open mouth. 

I continued massaging Ellen with my tongue as she calmed down. I kissed all over her dripping pussy, my face covered with her juices. I needed my relief now and began to fuck Diane's open mouth. I started slowly at first; testing how deep she could take me. On a couple of strokes as I sank half of my cock into her throat I felt her choke slightly but instead of struggling she just moaned around me as I slipped back out of her mouth. It was obvious she was completely comfortable with a dick in her mouth.

Ellen was recovering and her increasing moans sounded like she was beginning to build towards another orgasm. I slid my cock in and out of Diane's mouth in time with Ellen's hips pressing up to meet my tongue. She surprised me with how quickly her moans turned to yells again; my wife was multi orgasmic but needed some recovery. Ellen apparently was able to ride the wave of her first orgasm right into the second. 

"Cumm...ing...ag...ain," She yelled through clenched teeth and I was once again drenched by my mother's sweet juices. I had slowed my thrusts as I focused on Ellen but poor Diane was now going to receive the full force of my frustration.

I was sinking more and more of my cock into Diane's throat but during one of my hard downward strokes I was gripped by the too familiar pain of my balls being tugged the opposite direction.

"What the hell is going on out here?" Lori's scolding tone surprised me into stopping deep in her cousin's mouth.

"Mom, what are you thinking?" Lori continued.

"I was thinking I hadn't been licked in years and I needed to cum," Ellen indignantly replied.

"Twice!" Terry joyously jumped into the conversation. There were some small laughs from the other ladies and some of the tension felt like it eased out of the room. I felt the leash being yanked upward and as I raised my hips with it, my cock was reluctantly pulled from Diane's lips. Lori pulled me out from underneath Ellen's skirt and left me kneeling over Diane.

I could hear Diane gasping as she tried to regain the breaths I had fucked out of her. "I was starting to worry he was going to choke me with that thing," she rasped out.

"There are worse ways to die," Becky joked and all the tension seemed to evaporate completely.

Jennifer re-entered the room and took charge of the conversation immediately. She re-focused the ladies onto the products and took orders on some of the different items she had demonstrated so far. I knelt silently, oblivious to the purchasing as I worried about the reaction from Lori. What had I done to our marriage?

"Lori, I need to write up these order forms really quickly. Can you take John into the back room and get him ready like we discussed," Jennifer instructed.

Lori didn't answer; I simply felt a tug on the leash and fearfully followed her lead into the back room. The headphones were removed when we entered the room but she left the mask covering my eyes.

"My mother you bastard," I cringed from the tone of her voice, "and my little cousin. I left for 10 minutes and you are all over my mother and my cousin. You sick fucker." 

I started to open my mouth to try and formulate some type of defense, "I...I...I didn't..."

My words were cutoff as Lori pressed her lips to mine and sunk her tongue deeply into my mouth. She kissed me with more passion than we had shared in years and I willingly let her rape me with her tongue.



Girl's Night In Ch. 04



"So do I taste as good as my Mom?" she stunned me by asking while running her tongue around my lips sampling her mother's cum. "Because she tastes pretty damn good. I can't believe you made her cum twice, it was so hot to listen to and she definitely needed it. Maybe this will stop her from asking so many questions about our sex life."

My mind was having trouble keeping up with all the revelations Lori had just shared with me. I was unable to speak and just stood there slack jawed.

"So do I taste as good?" Lori asked while sliding her fingers, wet with her cum, into my open mouth. "I came too the first time," she whispered seductively in my ear, "the second orgasm caught me by surprise although I can't wait to see if you can make me cum that fast later tonight."

"I hate to interrupt you love birds," Jennifer announced her arrival, "but we need to get John back out there before people put their purses away and go home to fuck their husbands. In this business there is such a thing as too excited if you make people wait too long."

"Shit Lori, you haven't even gotten him out of this stuff yet," Jennifer complained as she unsnapped the strap around my scrotum. "Get the rings off him if you can. It would have been better off if you'd have just waited another minute and let him cum in your cousin's mouth."

"Not for me it wouldn't have," Lori mumbled as she took hold of the top ring and tried to roll it toward the end of my cock but it wouldn't budge. She tried adding some lube but that wasn't the issue. I had swollen so much since they had dressed me that the rings weren't going anywhere until I lost my erection. Finally I would have to get my relief, I thought.

"They aren't coming off," Lori said to Jennifer, "I have an idea. I'll be right back."

I was hoping her idea included going to get someone to help finish me off but I suspected I wouldn't be that lucky. I could hear Jennifer digging through her bags before walking over to me. 

"So are you enjoying yourself?" She asked.

"I'm going crazy. Does your regular guy ever get to cum?" I responded. "This has been the amazing but I'm dying over here."

"He always has a good time but it all depends on the crowd. Sometimes he cums and sometimes he doesn't. This is new for me because ultimately Lori will decide what you do and based on what we've discussed so far I have no idea what is going to happen out there."

"So you were with her when her Mom was cumming? Was she pissed? Did she really cum in front of you?" I had to know.

"I didn't tell her you could hear anything so she figured you had no idea who was doing what with you out there. I think that helped her not be too freaked out," Jennifer shared. "I wouldn't say she came in front of me, above me might be more accurate."

"Wait, what?" I turned my body trying to locate Jennifer, "You're joking right? No way Lori did that. You're just fucking with me, aren't you? Take my mask off I've got to see your face. Lori has told me she would never want to be with a girl, no way she did that."

"No way who did what?" Lori asked, entering the room. I clammed up because I didn't want to make Lori uncomfortable but we would definitely discuss it later.

"I was telling him how your Mom took her thong underwear off right in front of everyone and he couldn't believe it," Jennifer lied.

"I'm glad I wasn't out there to see it. I may have had to put an early end to the night after that," Lori joked. I could hear her crunching something in her hands and suddenly she wrapped my cock in something ice cold.

"What the hell?" I cried as the shock made me pull away from her.

"It's just some frozen peas to take the swelling down," she said in her best innocent little girl voice. The shock and cold had an immediate effect as my dick lost some of its firmness even after I pulled away. "See it's working."

She pressed the peas back into my groin as I tried to squirm away from her.

"Am I going to need to reattach the strap and leash?" Lori jokingly warned me. "I told Jennifer you'd be fine without it but if I have to I will." I reluctantly allowed her to ice me down until I was swimming in the ocean-shrinkage small.

"Those rings should come right off now," Jennifer reminded Lori why she was icing me in the first place. Lori removed the ice and rolled the rings off of me before replacing the ice.

"I think we should keep him like this to make the next presentation more dramatic," Lori said to Jennifer. "Do you have some type of underwear we can use to hold this on there?"

As much as I wanted to fight it I was still at their mercy and dejectedly stepped into some tight boxer briefs that pressed the peas firmly against my shrunken penis. Lori then pulled off my masks and kissed me passionately again as I blinked back the light.

Just as my eyes were adjusting and I was relaxing into the kiss a leather hood was pulled back over my head. Once again I was surrounded by total darkness as just my nose and mouth were left uncovered.

"Sorry hun," Lori said while securing the hood tightly, "my friends seem to like being in charge because the dom stuff is what's selling, so we decided to give them more of it. Hopefully this time you'll be able to at least hear what is going on out there."

A collar was then attached to my neck and I felt the leash click again. Leather straps were secured around my wrists and connected before they removed the cuffs. 

"Alright Lori, are you sure you're ready for this next part?" Jennifer asked "I usually do this myself so if you are nervous I can handle it."

"No way," Lori answered. "I'm looking forward to it. Just give me a hand for a minute." 

"What are you guys doing?" I pleaded but both ladies ignored me. My mind raced trying to imagine what Lori had agreed to. With all that had happened so far I was sure whatever I imagined would seem innocent compared to what was about to take place.

"Ok you step here, perfect. Now pull this part to attach here," I could hear Jennifer assisting my wife with something but nothing she was saying gave me any hint to what they were doing. 

"I think you've got it under control here so we'll go get started and I'll call you when we're ready for you," Jennifer said as she pulled on the collar around my neck and it was definitely more pleasant than the previous leash. My groin crunched with each step as the peas won their battle with the Viagra.

Just before we re-entered the living room Jennifer stopped me in the hall. I could hear the loud voices and was surprised to feel skin on skin contact when she pressed up against me. Her large breasts were pressing into my chest and I could feel the distinctive scratch of her lace bra as she leaned into me. Her hard stomach was bare and it rubbed against my naked stomach and pushed the cold more firmly into my crotch. Despite the ice, I began to lengthen and I could feel my groin begin to warm again with the rush of blood.

Her lips kissed gently up my neck before she spoke seductively into my ear, "You are doing an amazing job and your wife's friends are all going to be cumming tonight imagining your beautiful cock, but you need to trust me again. Do as I say and I promise you will enjoy yourself," Jennifer's words sounded almost like a warning, "Do you trust me?"

"Yes" I groaned as she went back to gently nibbling on my neck while rubbing her bra covered tits against me. 

"Good boy." She whispered, "I'm going to tie your hands in front of you now and this will give you some more freedom but don't touch yourself or anyone else. Do you understand?" She asked while I felt her untying the leather straps behind my back. I nodded my consent and she quickly re-tied my hands tightly in front of me. 

Once I was secured again I was disappointed to feel her step back away from me and in a loud harsh voice she yelled "Get on your knees slave."

I quickly obeyed and was surprised her voice had actually sent a jolt of fear through me for the first time since overcoming my initial hesitation. The eruption of cheers from the rest of the ladies when I was dragged, crawling back into my living room increased my dread about what was ahead. Did I really trust Jennifer? It was too late to think with my big head now. 

She was pulling me around the circle in front of the cheering ladies like a show dog. Many of them took the opportunity to reach out and firmly smack my ass or pat my head, a few even made "good dog" comments. Jennifer was also being complimented on her hot body now clothed only in underwear.

I was finally led to the middle of the room and I began to lean back upright but Jennifer firmly place her foot on my lower back keeping me on all fours.

"Control can be an intoxicating feeling ladies. Being in control or completely relinquishing control can create an entirely new set of sexual sensations. Holding this leash with my man tied up, I am in control and he is at my mercy. I control his pleasure," She said this while running her hand all over my raised ass, "and I have the power to make him my toy, my servant or my bitch." She emphasized bitch by loudly smacking my ass.

"On the other hand, give your man the leash and there is a whole other set of feelings you can experience as he controls you. He may make you do things he's never even expressed an interest in. Give him control and you will see a side of your man you never knew existed. You'll also learn things about yourself that you never knew. These are some of the most powerful sexual toys you can ever play with," she continued.

She was gently stroking my ass again as she challenged the group, "Would any of you ladies be brave enough to try on the same mask and leash John is wearing? You're among friends. We're not here to humiliate anyone and I strongly recommend trying this out if you've ever had fantasies of giving control to someone else." 

The room was silent while everyone waited to see if anyone would volunteer. Jennifer encouraged everyone some more, "Come on ladies, I know there are a few of you out there that are dying to experience this, don't let fear stop you. This is the perfect chance to try something out while protected by your closest friends. Remember what happens here tonight stays here." 

There was another pause that was broken by Lori's best friend Betsy, "I want to try it out but you guys better not do anything mean to me. I know where you all live," she said trying to sound confident but to me it was nervous excitement that I heard in her voice.

"You won't be disappointed and Lori and I will keep everyone in line," Jennifer reassured her, "Lori is in the back waiting for you so we'll look forward to seeing you in a few minutes."

The ladies were applauding as Betsy left the room but it quieted down quickly as Jennifer asked "Now who wants to try taking control of my little toy here?"

"I like Lori's idea of making this a contest so we're going to try another one," Jennifer continued, "This is one of my favorite toys. The winner of this contest will get John and they get to keep this beauty for their own personal enjoyment."

"Oh my, how big is that?" Ellen interrupted.

"It's 12 inches Ellen but the two heads make it ideal for sharing with a friend," Jennifer responded. "We are going to have a deep throat contest and the winner will get the toy and the toy. Who is going to go first?" 

"I'm ready," Diane quickly responded. I heard some ladies complaining that she'd already had a turn but from the sucking sounds she apparently ignored them and was already trying to get round two.

"I think it's unfair that she got to warm up first," Sharon half joked but Jennifer ignored her.

"The bar has been set ladies, an impressive 8 inches Diane. Who thinks they're a better cocksucker than Diane here?" Jennifer's question hung in the air until Terry decided she was up for the challenge.

"I'll give it a try. I'm not sure I can top that but we can't let the youngster put us all to shame. Experience should still count for something," she said.

There were cheers briefly but they dissolved into laughter as I heard Terry start to sputter and cough.

"At least I tried you bitches. Troy is a lot thicker than this thing but I'm a little out of practice with something that long," Terry answered the laughs. 

"6 inches is nothing to be embarrassed by Terry. You just swallowed half the dicks in the world whole so I'd say that's impressive," Jennifer tried to take some of the sting out of Terry's embarrassment.

"Someone else has to be willing to try or do you all just plan to let Terry and Diane pass John back and forth all night?" she challenged.

"I'll try," came a timid voice to my left. I was shocked because I recognized Tina's voice and could not believe she was here, let alone about to try deep throating a double dildo. 

Tina was a friend of Lori's from work and she was about 10 years older than the rest of my wife's friends. She had married later in life so our kids were the same age but the age gap meant she was typically more reserved and uncomfortable when we all were together. She wasn't a drinker and was typically the first to leave a party.

She was attractive at 40 but always conservative with make-up and dress. She worked out and had the legs of a 25-year-old but she did not show them often and she definitely retreated whenever the conversation got a little bit sexual. Lori once told me that Tina had almost walked out of "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" because it was too graphic and yet here she was at a sex toy party. 

It sounded like everyone was surprised by Tina because the cheers were much more muted than when Terry had tried. The room got quiet and I could hear the smacking sound that accompanies a good blow job. I heard Tina moan around the dildo and then I heard Jennifer cheer, "It looks like we have our winner. Unless anyone else thinks they can take more than 10 inches."

"My god Tina, that was the coolest thing I've ever seen. Brad must love that," Ellen complimented her.

"I think we all enjoyed that, Tina. How about a round of applause for our winner," Jennifer clapped, "Here is your take home prize and come on over here to claim your other prize."

I could feel the passing of the leash but remained on all fours. Tina didn't say a word she just pulled me softly by the leash toward the corner of the room she had been in before. I crawled behind her and was rubbed and patted as I passed by some of the other ladies. 

Tina stopped me at her seat. She sat down in front of me and in her soft voice she asked me to stand up. A few people giggled at how timid she seemed and it must have angered her because her voice was firm when she spoke again.

"I said stand up now," she yanked me hard upward with the leash and I quickly scrambled to my feet, "Good, now get rid of these pants."

I rushed pulling down the briefs and the bag of frozen peas dropped to the floor as I stood back in front of her. I covered my shrunken genitals with my hands embarrassed to be seen in my current state.

"I didn't give you permission to cover up," she barked at me while smacking my hands away from my dick, "keep those hands up and turn around so everyone can see your little penis. How dare you insult me by putting that little thing in my face," she continued while smacking me on the ass. 

"If you're going to be my slave than you should be hard whenever you are naked in front of me," she smacked my ass again while the group gasped and giggled at this new side of Tina. Unfortunately her words had the opposite effect of what she wanted. My cock remained shriveled and I could feel the redness creeping over my face. "I said make it hard, now." She swatted me harder on my bare ass.

I quickly began to pull on my dick to try and get the blood flowing there again. I'm not sure if it was the ice, embarrassment or fear but my penis refused to grow even an inch. I was frantically trying to get it hard before Tina hit me again but it refused to co-operate. 

I heard a few giggles from the crowd until Tina wound up and really smacked me hard on my ass. "Apparently it's true when they say never ask a man to do a woman's job," she ridiculed, "Get your hands away from my cock." 

She proceeded to turn me sideways to face her and she moved my hands off of my dick. I was stunned when she took my entire shrunken penis into her mouth without even touching me. She planted her lips at the base of my freshly shaven cock and used her warm tongue to massage me. 

The heat from her mouth was all it took and I felt myself immediately begin to grow. She did not back off in the slightest as her mouth filled with my expanding erection. The pressure was amazing as she continued to work her tongue all over me. The warmth of her tongue was electric as it rubbed my frozen dick and I put my bound hands on top of her head.

She moaned deeply around my cock when I grabbed her hair tightly in my fingers. Her lips remained suctioned tightly to the base of my cock as I threw my head back and tried to force myself deeper. I could feel the head of my cock expanding down her throat and she began to massage me with her throat muscles. The sensations were overwhelming and I writhed in pleasure. 

Without consciously realizing it I had slid my hands off Tina's head down her neck and I was now massaging her right breast. I was amazed how firm her B cups were after 2 kids and her nipple was rock hard in the palm of my hand. I squeezed it firmly, pulling on it. I was never rough like this with Lori's sensitive nipples but Tina's guttural moan told me she was enjoying it.

Tina slid my now fully erect cock slowly out of her throat and gasped, "Now that's a man's cock," to a chorus of cheers from our friends before she swallowed me whole again. I continued pulling her nipples while she reached up and warmed my ice cold balls. 

Lori had never been able to take my entire cock so the sensations Tina gave me were incredibly different. She began to slide my entire length out slowly and then would quickly suck me back in. I grabbed her by the top of the head again and began to fuck her mouth; pulling out slowly before driving my cock all the way down her throat. Tina was as good as any porn star I'd ever seen. She took me without hesitation and was moaning each time I pulled back. 

I was focused on my impending orgasm and had blocked out the cheers that Tina and I had been getting from the other ladies. I also missed Lori leading a costumed Betsy back into the room. 

"Ma--," she started to yell my real name at me but quickly recovered before giving us both away, "march your ass back over here John. Tina, why are you serving our slave? Someone get him back up here so Deep Throat Tina doesn't use him all up before the real fun begins." While the leash was being pulled away from Tina my cock popped free from her mouth and I was quickly led back to the center of the room.



Girl's Night In Ch. 05



"Well since John was unable to keep his hands to himself, as instructed. Our friend will now be demonstrating another feature of his leather cuffs," Jennifer scolded me. 

I was instructed to lie on my back and a couple of pairs of hands guided me into the position they wanted before lifting my bound arms above my head. When my wrists were securely pressed to the floor someone dropped down and straddled my chest, holding each of my arms securely under their knees. Hands busily began to untie the cuffs in order to separate my cinched wrists.

My arms were then spread widely out as the person sitting atop me leaned over and began to secure me to some other object in the room. As she leaned forward, her bare thigh pressed against my cheek and my nose briefly brushed against the damp lace covering her crotch. I inhaled deeply trying to taste her arousal with my nose and briefly pressing deeply into her wetness before she lifted just out of my reach.

I momentarily tried reaching her with my craning neck but only the smell of her sex was within my reach. I lay my head back on the carpet, resigning myself to simply smelling her sweet scent. I was surprised when she finished tying my wrist and instead of rising up she rocked back onto her heels and lowered her moist panty-covered crotch onto my nose. She slowly ground herself against me and slid down over my nose and then pressed against my now extended tongue. She paused there while I sought out her clit with my tongue; sucking her juices from her thong. Just as I found her sweet spot she stood up, leaving me tasting the air with my extended tongue and wondering if it was Lori or Jennifer.

"I think we'll all be safe now," Jennifer said from above me, "John is not going to be grabbing anything but carpet unless we decide to free him."

"Tina didn't look too upset when he was grabbing her," Becky replied.

"I know, I know. Some of us wouldn't have minded trading places there but the point of control is to maintain it. If you give him back control then the restraints and masks are all just props. The best sex with these toys is the result of the complete trust one partner gives to the other. It is about extending your comfort zone to push the maximize the levels of excitement," Jennifer explained.

"Take Betsy here for example," she continued, "Betsy volunteered to try this because she wants to do things that she is too embarrassed or ashamed to admit to wanting. She may not even be aware what those things are but she trusts Lori enough to let Lori guide her somewhere that her mind would never have allowed her body to go. You do trust Lori, don't you?" Jen asked Betsy.

I couldn't hear Betsy respond but she must have replied affirmatively because Jennifer continued. "Of course you do. Why else would you be standing in front of your friends in nothing but some lingerie and a flimsy bathrobe, tied up and unable to stop any of us if we wanted to pull your robe open and display you to everyone here." 

I could only imagine Jennifer ripping open the robe that had covered Betsy when she entered the room. It was killing me to not be able to see Lori's best friend exposed. I'd known Betsy as long as I had Lori and although we'd spent more time together than any of Lori's friends she remained a mystery to me. Everything about Lori and Betsy was opposite and yet they had remained best friends for all the years I'd known them. Rarely did she share information with me beyond common courtesies and Lori never shared the type of gossip with me she did regarding her other friends.

Betsy was one of those ladies that just continued to get more attractive as she aged. Two kids had taken a toll on Lori's voluptuous body but when I saw Betsy in a bikini this summer she had a better body than when she was in college despite having two children. Now here she was on display and I couldn't see anything; the frustration was physically painful for me.

"Of course she trusts me," Lori answered, "We've talked enough that I know being displayed in front of everyone has her embarrassed yet so excited right now. I know she picked this thin satin bra so her nipples would show through. I also know how much she loves to have her nipples pinched like this," I could hear a few ladies yell encouragement to Lori as I pictured my wife pinching Betsy's nipples, "and pulled like this." The yells got louder.

"Would anyone else like to feel Betsy's nipples? Trust me she wants you to. If you don't want her to know who is touching her just raise your hand and we'll bring her to you," this was a side of Lori that I did not know existed. Her voice moved further from me as she led Betsy around the room. "Twist them a little, like this," she continued, "that's how she likes it. Don't you B?"

A quiet moan came from Betsy and I couldn't help but moan a little with her. 

"I don't think everyone heard you Betsy. I asked if you liked how your friend is twisting your nipples?" Lori pushed.

"Yes," Betsy whispered. 

"What?" Terry yelled from across the room. A few women laughed uncomfortably.

"Tell us what you like Betsy. You're standing here in front of everyone with your boobs on display, no reason to be shy now," Sharon said.

Betsy moaned again before she spoke, "I like my nipples played with roughly. Pull them...twist them...Bite them," her voice got stronger as she went on. "Yes, that's it, bite them harder." 

I pictured my wife biting Betsy's nipples and my cock flexed up from where it had been laying on my stomach. Apparently it wasn't Lori because Betsy was still moaning when I heard Lori speak again. 

"I'm now going to demonstrate the vibrating panties with wireless remote control that Betsy is wearing." Betsy's moan got louder and some of the women began to clap for her.

"We're only on low right now and as you can tell Betsy seems to be enjoying it," Lori continued, "If we can all be quiet for a moment I'd like you all to listen to how soft the humming is." As the conversations subsided I could faintly hear the soft hum of her panties. The hum grew louder before it was drowned out by another moan from Betsy.

"As you can hear, I've just moved her up to level 2 out of the 4 speeds offered," Lori was saying as someone slid a small object into my left hand. "This is a perfect toy to share with your hubby or boyfriend. Imagine how excited you'd both be if you were wearing these at dinner during a special night out."

"Or in," Jennifer interrupted, "He's on the couch watching a game and you want to play; put these on and give him the remote control. You get foreplay while he gets to keep watching the game and unless you married a tool he'll be ready to go when you say the word." 

"Am I the only one who married a tool?" Patty asked rhetorically, "Jonathan wouldn't turn the game off if I stood naked in front of him and begged."

"I bet if Sandy was standing in front of him he would. He practically drools when she's around," Becky joked.

"No kidding, I swear I get his best sex on nights when we've been out with you guys Sandy," Patty laughed.

"I'm so sorry about that Pat. He was sitting next to Tom one night when we were playing the flashing game and I think he saw me, umm, taste test for Tom," was Sandy's embarrassed answer.

"Oh Sandy, I'm not complaining or upset. Tease him all you want as long as I'm the one getting the benefits. He's thinking of you and I'm thinking of Brad Pitt, we're both cumming like crazy, everybody wins," Patty reassured her. 

"What's taste test?" Ashley asked Sandy.

"Umm, Well let's see, how can I explain this without hurting your innocent ears," Sandy said as most of the ladies stifled their laughter. "Maybe it would be better to just let you see what I did. Lori, have Betsy show us a taste test."

"You heard her Betsy. Face Ashley and show her what Sandy means by taste test," Lori instructed. 

The room was silent and I could hear wet sounds as I pictured Betsy dipping her fingers into her underwear. "Are you totally shaved Betsy?" Sharon asked.

"Pull your underwear down Betsy, Ashley needs to be able to see what you're doing," Lori told her.

"But..." Betsy started to protest but Lori cut that off quickly.

"Don't argue with me. I know you love this and I know how much you've been wanting someone to appreciate how all that extra time in the gym has paid off."

"Ooo, totally smooth," Sharon sounded impressed, "Do you shave or wax?"

"Sharon you two can talk later, Betsy is trying to help educate Ashley," Lori ended that conversation. "Now show her Betsy."

"Oh gross!" Ashley cringed as I heard Betsy sucking her own juices from her fingers.

"No offense Ashley, but you were also disgusted by sucking cock until you tried it tonight. Then you turned into Tera-freaking-Patrick," Lori replied. "You need to try it before you knock it, my friend." I could hear Lori walking Betsy towards us as she talked. "Betsy, let Ashley have a taste."

Once again I heard the tell tale sounds of fingers dipping into a soaked pussy. "I am not going to taste Betsy's vajayjay," Ashley defiantly stated.

I had been feeling the object placed in my hand and my thumb ran across a small button that I decided to press. "Ooo mmmm," Lori exclaimed immediately, "Of course we aren't going to make you do anything you don't want to Ash."

Lori's voice was now the smoky seductive stage whisper typically reserved for our bedroom when she was on her way to cumming. "I have an idea about how we might change your mind though."

It had been right when I pressed the little button in my hand that Lori's voice changed so I suspected she too was wearing the vibrating panties. To test my theory I pressed again and a longer moan escaped Lori's lips. "Jennifer, I thought you were going to take it easy on me." 

"You seemed to like games Lori, so I thought we'd make this into a game for you," Jennifer answered and I could hear the smirk in her voice.

"Do we get to play?" Sandy asked.

"We all get to play, Sandy," Jennifer answered, "Lori was brave enough to also try a pair of our vibrating panties when she changed and I have given the controller to one of the guests. The way this game works is Lori will try and guess who has the controller. If she's right we'll give her back the remote but if she's wrong she'll be asked to complete a few tasks I've planned for her. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

"I'll give it a try but I reserve the right to quit at any time," Lori replied hesitantly. "Oh, I'm going to need another drink before we start. Plus I want to get Betsy situated. Why don't we take a quick break before I make my first guess." 

"Lori, why don't you stay here and do what you need to do. We'll get you a drink and bring it back," Ellen offered, "We wouldn't want you to be tempted to cheat and look for the remote."

A few women laughed because my wife was notorious for trying to win at all costs when we played games. I'm sure she had intended to do a reconnaissance on what everyone was holding while in the kitchen until her Mom ruined it. 

"Come on everyone, I have a great idea but we all need to meet in the kitchen," Patty recruited all the ladies out of the room. I was laughing internally because I knew Patty loved to compete with Lori and I knew she would make this challenge as difficult as possible. 

I decided to take advantage of the commotion in the room and jumped Lori's panties up another notch. It surprised me to hear her groan close by me. "Oh Jennifer, this was not part of what we discussed."

"Your words say you're complaining but your squirming tells me I made the right choice," Jennifer answered.

"I agreed to help with the demonstrations but didn't plan on cumming in front of everyone," I could hear the excitement in Lori's reply.

"What did you think these toys are for? Can you think of a better endorsement than everyone getting to see how great the products work? I bet if you cum, I'll sell another 11 pairs tonight and remember you're getting that pair for free," Jennifer countered. "Now what are you planning to do with Betsy?"

"Well I think she looks great just standing there naked, but come over here and I'll tell you what I was thinking." I sensed Lori and Jennifer moving away from us and I could hear them whispering but was unable to make out anything they were saying. A foot brushed gently against my bare thigh and I was reminded that quiet, sexy Betsy was standing naked just inches away from me.

I could clearly picture my wife's petite friend standing near me with her straight blonde hair flowing out of her black hood. I imagined how her B-cup breasts would look with her nipples tight and stretched from the earlier attention. My mind pictured her washboard stomach clenched tightly from the tension and nervousness she must be feeling. I felt my dick flex as the image of how her smooth, hairless pussy must be glistening with excitement entered my mind. I was lost in thoughts about Betsy's thin, tan legs and amazing ass when Jennifer and Lori walked back over. 

"Jennifer, you untie Betsy's wrists while I get her situated," Lori instructed, "I think you'll enjoy this," she said but it was unclear to whom she was speaking, my cock flexed hoping it was me.



Girl's Night In Ch. 06



I could feel the three women moving around above me. "Now spread your legs and put your left foot over here," Lori continued and I felt Betsy's foot brush across my thighs, "there you go. Now you're just going to lower yourself down onto your knees. There you go Bets."

I could feel Betsy's knees pressing along the outside of my thighs as she was positioned straddling my waist.

"Umm Lori, I can't do this. I'm so fucking excited but I can't cheat on Michael," Betsy protested.

"I seem to recall you telling me that Michael has been begging to see you with another man," Lori replied and the revelation blew my mind. Michael and Betsy are a great couple and it stunned me that he wanted to see his beautiful wife with another guy. 

"You promised never to say anything to anyone," Betsy gasped.

"Relax, everyone is out of the room; I was just teasing you. I know you wouldn't cheat on Michael and I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to. In fact I am telling you right now that you are not allowed to fuck John. Are you listening John?" I nodded emphatically. "Trust me Betsy, I know what you've wanted to try and I will look out for you, so stop questioning me slave," Lori's tone was light but she emphasized slave in a firmer voice.

"Sure like you looked after me when you stripped me naked in front of our friends and had me touch myself," Betsy complained.

The smack was sudden and I felt Betsy jump forward above me. "No more talking or I'll be forced to get one of the gags. You don't want that do you?" Lori threatened and I was once again startled by being exposed to a side of my wife I'd never seen before. 

"Good girl," Lori continued, "now lower your hips so we can get you properly positioned." 

I could not contain my moan when Betsy's wet pussy pressed down against the base of my dick. She gasped above me as her lips were spread open around my shaft. I was amazed by how hot and wet she felt as she slid slightly down along the underside of my hard cock. 

"If Michael could see you now I bet he'd cum in his pants," Lori continued.

"He would fucking love it more than I am right now," Betsy moaned as she slid up and down against my cock, "Lori grab my phone and take a picture of me right now before I chicken out." I could hear Lori digging through Betsy's bag while she continued to ride on top of me. 

"Do you want him to see you're not fucking him or do you want him to think you are?" Lori asked. 

Betsy sat up straight and lifted her hips away from me. Her fingers wrapped around my cock and directed it straight up as she answered Lori. "I want him to see the cock about to fuck me so he'll know how big and hard I made this guy." It was my turn to moan when Betsy slid the head of my cock against her wet folds. I couldn't control myself and pressed upwards causing her pussy to spread over the head of my cock. I could feel her muscles begin to open for me as the tip of my cock was poised to enter her. 

"I think I captured what you wanted B. You look so hot but be careful because this picture looks like he's actually in you," Lori warned. I took it as a warning to us both and used all of my will power to lower my cock away from Betsy. She didn't release me immediately and we remained on the verge of fucking as Betsy teased the head of my cock back and forth between her wet lips for another moment until Lori reached between us to regain control.

My now wet cock was laid back against my stomach and Betsy pressed down on me again to keep herself stimulated. Lori and Jennifer proceeded to place Betsy's left hand on my right bicep and I felt the leather strap being tied around my arm, securing us together. I could hear Betsy taking quick shallow breaths as she shifted subtly against me increasing the pressure between us. 

I nearly ruined the game by relaxing into Betsy's warmth and leaving the remote visible in my open hand. The buzzing of Lori's underwear near my ear while she was tying Betsy's right hand to my other bicep reminded me to keep my fists clenched. 

I heard Lori stand back up above us and after a moment Betsy and I were both shocked when she said, "Your picture has been sent sweetie and I am sure you will get the fucking of your life when you get home," 

Betsy gasped in horror. "You did not send that to Michael, did you?" she pleaded, "please tell me you're kidding."

"The message was 'Tonight has opened me up in so many ways. Wait up for me so I can tell you everything.' I think he'll be anxiously awaiting your return," Lori laughed. Betsy had sounded fearful but she was also grinding herself harder and faster against me now.

"Are they fucking?" Diane squealed as the women began filing back into the room. Betsy immediately lifted her hips up and away from my body. 

"No they were not fucking and they aren't going to be fucking. We are just keeping them occupied while we focus on Lori and a few other toys," Jennifer answered, "We'll get back to them soon enough.

"You all seem to be carrying something in your hands. Is it possible they all have a remote control, Lori?" Jennifer teased and all the ladies started laughing.

"Patty, have I told you how much I hate you?" Lori said in her sweetest voice. I felt like Lori had gotten too comfortable in her torment of Betsy so I decided to make her squirm a little and jumped the vibrator up to high, "Ohh myyy mmmm."

"Is something wrong Lori? Why is your face so red, sweetie?" Patty teased and again the women laughed at my wife's embarrassment. Lori was still standing near me and the hum from her underwear was matched by her quiet purring she was trying to hide from all of her friends. 

"Oh god, I can't think while it feels like thisssss," Lori was having trouble completing her sentences and I could hear her struggling to maintain her composure in front of everyone. I worried if Lori came now she might rethink agreeing to the game and end things so I decided to lower her speed back down to one and let her simmer for a little while.

"Thank you," she gasped to the group. Her breathing gradually slowed as she began to calm down. The next moan came from Betsy. She surprised me when she lowered her hips and wiggled them slightly using the head of my cock to spread her wet lips and rub against the underside of her clit. Betsy was so wet she slid easily up and down the length of my shaft. 

Every movement caused me to flex my hips and press myself into her center as I tried to penetrate her with the width of my dick. All conversation had stopped and the focus of the room was the anything but dry humping we were sharing. I was thrusting my hips off the ground when a hand reached between our bodies and took hold of my shaft.

"You two are having entirely too much fun," Lori interrupted, "let's just move this out here so we don't have any accidental slips," she said while pulling my cock out from beneath Betsy. She couldn't resist the opportunity to tease us both and used her control to tap the head of my cock firmly against Betsy's swollen clit several times causing each of us to moan. Lori then positioned me so I was pointed straight at the ceiling and the top of my shaft was resting between the hard cheeks of Betsy's gorgeous ass. The silk robe still hanging off her shoulders tickled my balls and fluttered like soft kisses against my rod. 

Betsy continued to rock her hips against me and while the sensation of my cock sliding along her firm cheeks would have been enough to put me over the edge before tonight; all I felt now was frustration. Betsy must have shared my frustration because her movements slowed to gentle rocking motion against my abdomen.

"That should keep you both safe and quiet for a few minutes," Lori's teasing smile could be heard in her voice, "Now let me get this game over with so we can get back to more of Jennifer's toys. Can you explain the rules to me one more time so I know exactly what I've gotten myself into?"

"They're pretty simple Lori. You guess who here has your remote control. If you're right you get the remote back and the game is over," Jennifer explained, "If you're wrong I will give you a dare that you have to complete before making your next guess. Now quit stalling and make you first guess."

"Alright, alright, fine. The person with the remote showed me enough compassion to turn the thing down and let me think, so I know Terry and Patty don't have it," Lori laughed, "I think Marcia has it."

I laughed as the room erupted in cheers at Lori's incorrect guess. "Sorry Lor, but I would have let you keep squirming," Marcia joked.

"It sounds to me like your friends all want to see you squirm, Lori," Jennifer teased, "I think to complete your first task you need to strip off that robe you're wearing and show everyone what you chose for lingerie."

"Jennifer I've had two kids. No one here wants to see my stretch marks uncovered. How about if I just open the top of the robe to show the bra I'm wearing? Besides everyone already knows what kind of underwear I have on," Lori tried negotiating and I was surprised to hear the nervousness in her voice. Her body wasn't perfect but she would still wear a bikini on occasion so I was confused by her sudden shyness.

Some ladies began to boo and I even heard one of her friends making chicken noises in response. It was Jennifer who quieted everyone down and issued her ruling.

"The very first challenge and you're already trying to get out of your dare; I'm disappointed in you," she chided, "Fine, I'll modify the dare for you."

"Thank you," Lori breathed a sigh of relief over the chorus of boos but I was guessing Jennifer was not going to let her off easy.

"You don't have to remove the robe but you need to open the top half of the robe to show us what you chose for a top and then you must take your beautiful breasts out of that top. Since you were so eager to show us all how Betsy likes her tits handled you can demonstrate what you like in front of everyone." The boos quickly turned into cheers. "You'll leave yourself on display for the rest of the evening and this is the last time I'm going to negotiate," Jennifer responded.

"Show us your tits," yelled a drunken Sharon and the room took up the chant in a display of junior high humor that would have made their husbands proud.

Lori must have decided she accepted the dare because I heard more cheers before someone yelled "nice tits."

"I like the shelf bra selection," Jennifer complimented, "I guess we don't need to worry about you displaying those beauties. Now show us what turns you on because I'm sure your husband loves playing with those huge nipples." 

Jennifer was right on both counts I did love spending ample time playing with my wife's 38Ds and she did have huge nipples. They had once been pink and about the size of a $.50 piece but after breast feeding our boys they were now as dark as dark chocolate and bigger than silver dollars when relaxed. When they were hard, her nipples stuck out nearly an inch and were as round as a finger. They had to be hard enough to cut glass right now.

"God damn girl how do you hide those nipples?" Terry asked.

"The better question is why do you hide those things?" Sandy interrupted. "I've caught Chad staring at your cleavage before; if he saw those nipples poking out he'd never be able to look you in the eyes."

It wasn't a surprise to me that Chad liked Lori's tits. He had made enough comments or jokes over the years to make that clear but it did surprise me the way the women were aware of what their husbands liked about the other ladies. I always thought we were more discreet in front of our spouses, at least I assumed I was.

"Not all of us are exhibitionists, Sandy," Lori answered.

"Did you really just try to convince me you don't like the attention while standing in front of all of us rubbing your nipples?" Sandy countered, "I thought you had no idea what you were showing on new years when you were serving appetizers but now I know you loved everyone checking out your amazing cleavage. You're a lot more like me then I realized before tonight."

The same realization went through my mind as I remembered the loose scoop neck top Lori had been wearing. It showed minimal cleavage when she was standing up but when she leaned over it allowed you to see everything. I had loved catching glimpses of her all night and it had been quite a turn on to catch the other husbands trying to discreetly steal a peek at her bra encased tits. It hadn't occurred to me that she was aware of the view we were all being treated to and I certainly never imagined how much the hungry stares had her charged up after everyone had left. I naively thought her eagerness to fuck just after the last guest had exited was the alcohol.

Emotions were exploding in my head like fireworks; fear, inadequacy, jealousy, anger, lust. All of them creating a swirling mass of confusion. Sure, I had noticed men checking her out for years and always felt a swell of pride (among other things) to be the man she chose. Why did it bother me that she also enjoyed being appreciated?

Her response to Sandy was just what I needed to settle my mind. 

"I wasn't out there rubbing my tits in anyone's face. Once in a while it's just nice to prove to myself I can still turn a few heads. Mark tells me all the time that he thinks I'm hot but he has to say that. Sometimes I need to prove to myself that he's telling the truth."

I was worried I wasn't enough for her, and in a way I was right, but it was just because occasionally she needed something that I couldn't give her. Just like I occasionally need a night out with the guys to blow off steam. I could live with that and that realization allowed me to put to rest the fear, jealousy, anger and inadequacy. 

I was left only feeling lust as I remembered how she looked that night. It reminded me that my loving, beautiful wife and the mother of my children was also first and foremost a woman. I never forget that but I too often see her as a wife and mother before seeing her as the gorgeous woman she is.

"That's the same game Chad and I are playing sweetie," Sandy replied.

"Except you're trying to turn the other heads," Terry joked.

"True. There is something especially thrilling about making a guy hard from across the room," Sandy laughed wickedly.

"Seriously Lori, how padded are your bras? I think you could put my eye out with those things," Sharon focused the attention back to my wife's tits, "Do you pull on them to make them that long?"

"I had two kids do that for me. These are just another of the untold side effects of having kids. After the kids ruined my perky little nipples I just don't find it sexy to have them played with. Mark always wants to play with them so I let him but it really doesn't do much for me anymore. I think they look kind of gross, like something out of National Geographic," Lori complained.

"Mark's no dummy, Lori. I think a lot of us here would love to have your tits and those nipples look so sexy," Sharon complimented.

"Indeed they are attractive Lori but your dare was to show us how you like them played with," Jennifer reminded everyone.

"I told you I'm not really into it. It feels ok when Mark plays with them but I don't find it particularly sexy," Lori answered.

"Well why don't you show us how he likes to suck on them," Jennifer commanded.

"What?" was all Lori could say.

"You heard me. Show us how Mark plays with them. They are obviously big enough that you can suck on them yourself and your dare was to show us how you like them played with so show us," Jennifer challenged her.

I had asked Lori to let me see her do it once and she had not only refused but had been visibly irritated by my request. I couldn't imagine her doing it now but figured I would do what I could to help her even if I couldn't see it. Discreetly I sped the vibrations up again hoping the increased excitement would encourage her to proceed. 

"Whoever just did that is going to pay," Lori warned.

"You can take another guess as to who it might have been once you've finished your dare," Jennifer told her. "I told you no more negotiating, you agreed to the dare so show us how you like your nipples sucked."

"Bitch," Lori said but the resignation in her voice let me know she was actually going to give it a try.

"I would kill to be able to suck my own nipples right now," Betsy whispered above me. Although she sounded like she was talking to herself, I couldn't resist the invitation. I strained to raise my head to where I hoped I would find her breast. My tongue stretched to make contact with her soft skin and I traced the swell of her breast seeking out her sensitive nipple.

Lori must have also started exploring with her mouth because I heard one of our friends saying how sexy it looked. My mind was picturing my wife licking her long nipples while Betsy fed me her smaller, firmer tits. I was able to lay my head back on the ground as Betsy slid up my body to give me full access to her amazing chest.

Betsy moaned as I nibbled on her right nipple and I was excited to hear Lori echo Betsy with a passionate groan of her own. I bit harder on Betsy and was rewarded again with multiple moans as the two ladies seemed to be equally charged.

"I want to see you pull on them," Sharon encouraged, "show us how far they stretch." 

Lori must have complied because Sharon continued her cheering, "That is so hot Lori," and Lori moaned again apparently enjoying the attention of her friend.

"It's about time you finished your dare. Are you ready for your next guess?" Jennifer interrupted. There was a long pause as I pictured Lori attempting to regain her composure.

"I think you are enjoying this game way too much Jennifer," Lori finally answered, "and I think you're a little deviant. So, I'm guessing you thought it would be funny to have my mom getting me off with the remote."

Lori did not sound confident with her answer and Ellen held her in suspense for a moment before she finally responded with a simple, "Next dare darling."

There was a lot of laughter throughout the room and I took advantage of the moment to increase Lori's panties again. It was hard to tell if her subsequent moan was frustration, dread or excitement but I was curious to hear what Jennifer had in store for her.

"Don't pull the robe closed Lori. Those are to be left out the rest of our evening remember," Jennifer scolded, "I need to get a few more things prepared for us so your next dare will need to entertain everyone for a little while. I dare you to share one of your deepest, darkest fantasies with everyone.

"It has to be a fantasy you haven't shared with anyone before, so if any of you ladies have heard what Lori is sharing make sure you call her on it. You are also required to answer whatever questions your audience might have for you about the fantasy," she went on, "I look forward to hearing what turns you on in that dirty little mind of yours."

I couldn't have agreed with Jennifer more.



Girl's Night In Ch. 07



Lori stood there in front of her closest friends, the top of her robe spread open and her D-cup breasts proudly on display while the vibrating underwear I controlled massaged her sensitive clit. 

My wife had been dared to share a fantasy that she had never shared with anyone in the room. I could hear her struggling to begin and I wondered if it was my presence or just a lack of a sexual imagination. Whenever I tried to get her to open up about her secret fantasies she always deflected my questions; claiming she didn't need to think about sex that much since I thought about it all the time or stroking my ego by telling me I was her fantasy. I didn't buy either response and her actions tonight showed me that she had a sexier mind than she had shared with me. I couldn't wait to learn more new things about my gorgeous wife.

"Come on Lori, are there really that many to choose from?" teased her cousin Diane.

"I want to hear your 'go to' fantasy," Terry encouraged her.

"Go to fantasy?" Lori questioned.

"You know sweetie, the fantasy you go to when you really need to cum. We want to hear what you picture when you're alone with your vibrator," Terry explained.

I had been so eager to hear what Lori was about to share that I had stopped paying attention to Betsy's hard nipple in my mouth. She expressed her frustration with a groan as she dragged both her nipples across my lips to remind me she was there. I sucked her tender nipple back between my lips and was rewarded with another gasp when I bit down on it. 

"Alright, this never leaves this room," Lori said.

"Betsy is naked riding the demo guy, and you're standing in front of us after just sucking your nipples and this is what never leaves the room?" joked Patty.

"Nothing about tonight leaves this room. You guys have to admit this is the best girl's night ever so let's not ruin it by talking out of school. Agreed?" Ashley demanded everyone respond before Lori continued.

"Ok, I can't believe I'm going to share this with all of you," Lori sounded like a nervous teenager and I was even more intrigued with what she was going to say, "I've had this fantasy for years and never told anyone.

"I think it comes from having these huge breasts," I imagined her hefting my favorite tits in front of everyone, "It has always seemed unfair to me that when we have pool parties at Sandy and Chad's house we're all basically on display. If I want to swim I can't hide these things in a swimsuit. Patty and Marcia you guys must struggle with the same dilemma about what suit to wear."

"I hope they're staring at my tits," Patty laughed, "it's my ass I don't want anyone looking at."

"That's my point," Lori continued, "We're basically constantly worried about how we look because we're wearing our underwear out there."

"If you're fantasy is swimming in long sleeves and pants, I'm totally disappointed," Ashley joked and I had to stifle my own laugh as I continued my oral exploration of Betsy's chest.

"No actually I like being sexy in my swimsuit. I just fantasize about the tables being turned for a change," she explained, "In my fantasy all of us are enjoying a gorgeous day tanning by the pool with our fruity drinks while our husbands are our cabana boys. They're there to wait on us hand and foot. Get us drinks and snacks, towel us off when we leave the pool, offer sunscreen massages and basically pamper us all."

"No offense Lori, but while it sounds pleasant I don't think I'll be stealing your fantasy to get off tonight," Sandy teased her.

"Well the thing is," Lori hesitated, "In my fantasy all our husbands are totally naked." There was a collective gasp from the room; even Betsy groaned as she pictured what Lori was describing. "We are surrounded by a glorious buffet of cock to do with whatever we want."

"And what do you want to do with them Lori?" Sandy asked the same question I was thinking.

"I've read about these parties called CFNM – clothed female naked male," she explained, "and basically the women are totally in charge and the men are there for the women. I just love the idea of having that power. I picture myself laying on my stomach and having one of your husbands stand in front of me and massage my back while I watch their cock harden just from touching my back." 

"Whose husband do you picture?" Patty asked and I was fascinated to hear who Lori pictured when she was masturbating.

"I'm not comfortable answering that," Lori was getting cold feet so I figured I better help her out a little by bumping the vibrator back up to level three. She moaned as Patty began to speak.

"I believe the dare was you had to answer all questions from the audience and it was non-negotiable. I'd hate to find out what your punishment would be not answering. I'll give you another chance, whose husband do you picture and describe what you picture in detail," she challenged.

"Ohhh, alright, alright just please slow down the vibrator so I can talk, mmm," she pleaded and I waited a moment to let her excitement build before slowing it down, "Thank you. Now to be totally honest I usually imagine lying down on my stomach and calling over two of the men. Most often it is probably Jon and Chad because they are the two that seem to be most appreciative of my girls here," she laughed uncomfortably. 

"Uh huh, I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that Patty and Sandy always joke about what they want to do to Mark or anything," Ashley surprised me because neither lady had ever been the least bit inappropriate around me. 

"Chad and I would make that trade for a night or two," Sandy teased and I had to bite Betsy's nipple to cut off the groan that image put in my head. Betsy did the moaning for me as her pussy slid up and down my abdomen seeking the friction it needed to cum.

"Can I finish here?" Lori asked rhetorically, "I call them over to rub lotion onto my back and before beginning I lean up and ask them to undo my top for me first. Just the mention of undressing me causes each of their flaccid penises to thicken and the sight of their excitement sends the moisture flooding to my pussy.

"I stay up on my elbows as they undo my top and I let it fall away; nearly exposing my hard nipples to both their gazes. I have my sunglasses on so I stare directly at their growing cocks without any embarrassment. I make sure they get a great view of my cleavage and once their heads start to rise towards me I lay back down and rest my chin on my folded arms.

"They both realize I'm ready for them to start with the lotion and it is cute how tentative they are when it comes to actually touching me. I tell them to 'thoroughly cover me with their cream to make sure that none of me burns or I will be very disappointed with them.' Their dicks jump when they hear my blatant innuendo."

"If you told Chad to cover you with his cream when you were topless he'd start cumming on the spot" Sandy laughed and I was shocked at how hard this image had me.

"Well in my fantasy his long cock just stretches out towards me while Jon's shorter fatter dick also is pointing straight out from his thick pubic hair," Lori continued, "They both slather their hands with lotion and I momentarily close my eyes; savoring the four strong hands as they knead their way across my shoulders and down my back. Jon is the first to realize that a large portion of my tits are accessible to his fingers as he rubs lotion along my side. After that, every pass includes liberal strokes up my side so he can feel my breast. When Chad makes the same discovery I am unable to suppress the moan as these four strange hands drive me wild." 

Lori's story is driving me wild as well. My dick is flexing up and down against Betsy's tight ass, tapping out a message in Morse code that she apparently receives because she pulls her nipples from my mouth and lifts her hips off me. My cock slaps up against the wet skin she has left on my abdomen before she drops back down on top of it. She is so wet it is like a slip and slide as she grinds back and forth along the full length of my cock. 

"I have closed my eyes again as I bask in the pleasure of my massage. This time it is Chad that surprises me. As he reaches down to massage my lower back, the head of his cock brushes along my cheek. I am too stunned to move and he moans as he drags his hands back up my back and lets his pre-cum covered prick leave a sticky trail across my cheek. 

"Once I have regained my senses. I turn my head away from Chad's throbbing member but Jon saw what made Chad moan and he proceeds to rub his hands down to the top of my ass. He has angled himself to brush against my face but my new position causes his thick meat to slide along my lips. He is leaking a ridiculous amount of pre-cum and my dry lips are suddenly covered with his juices. His body is shaking when he pulls back and as his head slides between my now wet lips, I am shocked by the first blast of his orgasm. I quickly turn my head in feigned disgust and as his subsequent shots cover my back I sneak a quick taste of his cum. That's usually when I cum myself," Lori pants. 

I find myself on the verge of orgasm and moan along with several of the ladies in the room. I am shocked by the revelations but more turned on by the knowledge of my wife's fantasy.

"You said that's when you usually cum," Sandy spoke, "what else do you picture when you don't cum then? Does Chad do anything?"

"Oh god are you kidding me," Lori's embarrassment at having shared so much is evident and I decide I want to hear more so I bounce her back up to level 3, "Mmmm, Chad steps back in front of me and I watch him...watch him...stroke his long cock in front of me for a few strokes before he starts to cum. The first blast hits my sunglasses and drips down my face before he moves forward and shoots the rest across my back. He and Jon then proceed to rub their cum into my skin. Ohhhh, if, if I still need to cum I imagine letting them, oh god, letting them rub their cum covered hands all over my tits." Lori whimpered as I lowered the speed back to one. I knew if she came I would have cum with her and I needed to hear more.

"Your fantasy just became my fantasy too," Becky gasped, "that was amazing. I practically came listening to you."

"That was fucking hot but I want to hear more. You said you've had this fantasy for years so I think there is a lot more here to explore. We want to hear it all Lori, tell us," Patty demanded. Lori didn't even fight this time she immediately went on with her story.

"It really depends on my mood. Sometimes I picture us all playing together. Lining all the men up and having contests like measuring their cocks soft then hard to see whose grows the most. Another involves all of us being blindfolded and having to try and pick our husbands cock just by feel. In one fantasy we just keep them hard the entire time. If you see a cock getting soft you can do what you'd like to get them hard again or ask someone to do it for you," I tried to imagine how much time Lori had spent imagining this because she rattled off these scenarios one after the other without pausing.

"Wait a minute," Diane interrupted, "When you say ask someone, who are you talking about asking?"

"Who ever is close by," Lori responded vaguely.

"Lori, you're blushing. What did Diane catch that we missed?" Terry asked.

"She means she'd ask one of the guys to get the other one hard. In her fantasy she likes to imagine some guy on guy action sometimes, don't you cuz?" Diane translated.

"I don't picture any of the guys being gay or anything. In fact they are all really against it. That's what makes it so hot to me," Lori attempted to defend her deviant mind, "I don't want them to be eager to do it but I imagine them being so anxious to please us that they'll do something they never thought they would. Sandy wouldn't it make you hot to see a guy be willing to stroke another guy just so he could see your pussy. Terry, imagine if Chad wanted to suck your tits so badly he'd lick Brian's cock to do it, that doesn't excite you?" There was some anguish in Lori's voice now as she worried her friends were judging her. Terry came to her rescue.

"When you put it that way it does sound pretty hot." Several other ladies agreed and I could hear Lori let out a sigh of relief.

"So do you picture Mark at these parties?" Diane asked the question that had just crept into my head.

"Of course I do. Half of my fantasies involve watching Mark play with you guys."

"Oh really," Patty challenged her, "Tell me about how you picture Mark playing with me?"

My dick had softened some when Lori talked about guys sucking other guys but my erection returned with a vengeance as I imagined Lori and Patty sharing my cock.

"I know how much you like Mark and I like to imagine you taking full advantage of having him naked to serve you. I picture you making him fetch you a drink and then you take his flaccid dick and use it to stir and taste your drink. You moan around his cock as it grows from your touch. I love to imagine him blushing as I watch him get hard in your mouth. You alternate between dipping his now rock hard tool into your cool drink and warming it again in your hot mouth. 

"You make Mark so excited that the whole party stops to watch you play with him. I stand near your Jon as he stares at his lovely wife swallowing my husband. I am amazed how rigid his short, fat prick is from watching you play with Mark. I like to imagine holding Jon's fat dick and feeling the cum pulse through it when you let Mark cover your face with his cum," Lori moaned the last part as if she was about to cum herself.

"Anytime you want to watch that I'm here for you," Patty joked but I could hear that she too was excited by Lori's description. Betsy seemed as turned on by the picture Lori was painting as I was. She had been rubbing herself along the length of my shaft for the past several minutes but I could hear her breathing becoming more labored and her tempo had definitely increased. I needed to either make her cum or slow her down because the way her wet lips were sliding along my shaft was driving me insane.

I decided to try and push her over the edge by going back attacking one of her sensitive nipples. Her reaction was immediate; as soon as I began to run suck on her nipple she tensed and began grunt. I felt like she was trying to stop the impending orgasm but as soon as my teeth scraped her sensitive nipple her whole body tensed up. I had to rock my hips into her to keep sliding my cock along her smooth pussy. The third time I rubbed the head of my dick across her clit she lost it. 

The room became silent except for the strangled cries escaping Betsy's mouth. "Oh...my...GOOOOOODDDDD," she screamed through clenched teeth. Part way through god I bit harder and was rewarded with another scream. Her nails were digging into my biceps and I could feel her hips trembling as her orgasm rippled through her.

I slowed my thrusting and was surprised to hear applause from several of the women as Betsy's body collapsed onto me, totally limp. I was still slowly rocking my rock hard cock against Betsy's soaked opening and could occasionally feel her tremble when I'd hit her clit.

"Well that must have been one hell of a fantasy, Lori," Jennifer returned to the room clapping, "we've got people cumming and screaming; Now this party is getting started. Lori, it's time for your next guess and I need a volunteer to replace Betsy as our female demonstrator. Come on ladies you know you were all jealous of that orgasm. Who else is brave enough to try something new tonight?" 

I wondered who was raising their hand; it really didn't matter who, I should have been worried about what coming next.



Girl's Night In Ch. 08



I apologize for the long, long delay. I have simply not had the time to write but want to finish this as soon as possible so I can submit some of my other work. These do work better if read in order but if you pick it up here it isn't so complex that you'll be lost. Thanks for your feedback, both positive and negative. My apologies for this chapter being so short but it took a lot of time just to review and try and get back in the writing mindset so I am submitting to force myself to continue. Hopefully I'll be able to finish in 2-3 more chapters.

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Betsy had collapsed onto my chest after her orgasm. Her breathing slowed, her small breasts were flattened between us and the only movement I felt was the occasional post orgasmic tremor. While she seemed totally sated, I was dealing with my cock being harder than it had ever been and a rapidly approaching case of blue balls.

It was torture for me lying there with the smooth dripping pussy of one of my wife's best friends smothering my cock I had been explicitly instructed to resist. 

She slowly lifted her head from my chest and leaned forward so her lips tenderly brushed my neck before pressing them against leather covered ear. "I am going to get your number from Jennifer," she whispered, "My husband and I will be inviting you over for a more private session. You have no idea how much it would mean to us both."

She emphasized her last sentence by grinding her drenched pussy against the swollen head of my cock. With just the slightest twitch of my hips I could have been inside of her wetness but I fought my base instincts to move so this amazing night could continue. 

It was fortunate I held out because seconds after Betsy whispered her invitation there were four hands on us and Lori and Jennifer started the process of untying us. 

"That was amazing sweetie," Lori said soothingly. She made it seem like she was addressing Betsy but I could tell she was talking to me. "I really hope you enjoyed yourself."

The smile on my face told her how good I was feeling but just for good measure she gently caressed my raging erection spreading Betsy's juices around my freshly shaved groin. 

"Help me get her up," Jennifer asked Lori, "I think someone is a little worn out. I'll take her back to get her dressed and you can see if anyone else is brave enough to trust us after that. Don't forget that you need to make another guess, too."

The room broke out in spontaneous applause as Betsy was lifted off of me. 

"Thank you," Betsy quietly said to Lori, "I hate you and love you for this but that was as good as I've felt in years." 

"I wouldn't have done it if I didn't think you'd love it and I didn't really send the picture to Michael. It's on your phone and I did send him the message. Now you get to decide what you share with him tonight because I am sure he's anxiously waiting for you," Lori responded just as quietly.

"Let's thank Betsy again for being such a great sport," Jennifer encouraged the rest of the room.

"Sexiest thing I've ever seen, Bets," Patty cheered.

"I wish I would have volunteered," Terry yelled.

"Well now's your chance big talker," Lori challenged Terry and there was a long pause as the room quickly quieted down.

"If that's how you treated sweet, innocent Betsy, I don't think the rest of the room or my husband would be ok with what you'd do to me," Terry replied, "plus I'm more the dominant type so unless you're going to let me control you, I'll pass."

"Blah, blah, blah. All I hear is I'm too scared," Lori teased back, "I kept this to a small group where we all trust each other so we could drop some inhibitions. There has to be one of you brave enough to try something new. Look I'm standing here with my tits hanging out, wearing vibrating panties that one of you keeps torturing me with and no one else will help out?"

It was quiet for a moment while I assumed everyone waited to see who would step up. Lori mentioning her panties reminded me of the only power I had so I jumped her back up 2 notches to emphasize her "torture." 

I could hear her squirming as her pleasure started building again, "Very funny whoever is doing that. Damn these things definitely do feel gooood," she moaned for everyone. "Come on, one of you have to be willing to help me out here."

The room started to cheer suddenly and I was worried I had pushed the tease too far and Lori was cumming so I quickly dropped the vibrator back down to one. It wasn't Lori they were cheering but apparently someone was volunteering. 

"Thank you," Lori exclaimed with relief, "at least there's one brave lady willing to have some fun tonight. Jennifer's back in the guest room and will hook you up sweetie. I'm so excited," she clapped.

Several other ladies also shouted encouragement as the mystery volunteer headed out of the room. There were whispers and quiet chatter all around me after that and I couldn't figure out what was happening. Lori refocused everyone on her quest to find the holder of her remote while I listened intently for any clue as to who would be joining me as demonstrator.

"So my options are shrinking here," Lori began, thinking out loud. "I know it isn't Jennifer, Betsy, my Mom or Marcia. Patty and Terry would just be trying to make me cum repeatedly so you're out. That leaves me with a 1 in 6 chance to get this right. I think," there was a pause as I could feel Lori scanning the room to get any type of hint about who might be the right answer, "Shhhhar...Tina has it."

Lori tried to get two guesses for one but failed in both cases as the room burst out laughing at her failure. 

"Nice try Lori," Sharon laughed, "I can't wait to see what Jennifer has in store for you next. Am I the only one who thinks she should have two dares?"

"I think I agree with you, Sharon," Jennifer answered as she re-entered the room, "Sharon and Tina both don't have the remote which is bad for you but good for us," she continued to Lori, "Dare number one will be decided by my next item I wanted to share with you all. These dice are dare dice and they are great for spicing up a night as a couple or in a group."

"The first die will give an action," Jennifer explained while I heard the distinctive click of dice hitting our wood coffee table, "Oooh, you got lick Lori. There's also kiss, suck, rub, nibble and tickle. The second die selects the where. Some of the options are ears, neck, mouth, back, nipples and wow what a surprise the one Lori got which is simply down there."

"You cheated," Lori protested.

"Are you trying to argue about another dare?" Jennifer threatened, "Get down and start licking John or I may just change who you need to lick." 

The room burst into laughs and cat calls as I sensed my wife approaching me. While she settled down next to me I flipped her vibrating panties back up to three again just to add fuel to the fire. 

I loved the way Lori devoured my cock and this was the one time during the night where having my eyes covered wasn't a problem because even blinded I could see her face hovering just above me and could sense her smile as she reached out with her tongue licking all around my pulsating erection. She loved to tease me with her tongue and as she started licking as close as possible without touching my dick I flexed repeatedly trying to force that elusive contact with her mouth.

"Look at that thing jump," Sandy commented, "Stop teasing the poor guy and fulfill your dare."

"It just said 'down there'," Lori argued, "This is down there," she said while licking all around my sensitive abdomen. "This is down there," she proceeded to move between my legs and lick all across my perineum. Everyone could see how much I loved her tongue there because my cock proceeded to defy gravity by levitating up from my stomach as every muscle in that region clenched. 

"This is down there," she kept teasing. Her tongue started to slide further down and I thought she was going to go somewhere we had never played before. As I lifted my hips to give myself to her she suddenly reversed course and moved up to bathe my swollen balls. She licked all around my smooth scrotum and I couldn't hold back a tortured groan. 

"And obviously this would be part of down there," she continued after thoroughly working over the entire area. Slowly she dragged her tongue along the underside of my cock stopping to flick the sensitive spot just beneath my now purple head. She then moved back down to the base and ran her tongue back up the side stopping just before my leaking head and repeating the same action on the other side.

I was shifting and flexing every possible way to get my aching cock into her mouth but she knew just how to tease me; with my arms still secure I couldn't grab her like I needed and fill her mouth. 

I felt like I'd been hanging on the razor's edge of orgasm forever and I was dying for that release as I pulled against my bonds. I succeeded in moving the furniture an inch or two but it did nothing to help me achieve my much needed cum. 

"You're driving the poor guy crazy," Ashley gasped, "It is so hot. I had no idea you could create that much pleasure with just your tongue."

"Don't kid yourself, Ash. My pussy had a lot to do with that as well," Betsy laughed re-entering the room apparently refreshed. While the other ladies continued laughing, I felt Betsy lean down close to us. 

"How do I taste, Lori? Is that my pussy juice still covering his head?" she whispered to my wife. I expected Lori to be disgusted and stop but she shocked me by suddenly slurping my pre-cum and pussy soaked head right into her mouth. She moaned, swirling her tongue all over my head as it filled her mouth.

The shock wore off and I could feel the cum beginning to rush from my balls and I thrust up to get deeper in Lori's mouth. Through the fog of my onrushing orgasm I heard the distinctive shutter click of an iPhone and Betsy yelled, "Smile!"

Lori grabbed hard at the base of my cock; squeezing off my much needed release just moments before I exploded.

"You bitch," she half laughed, half screamed at Betsy. 

"Ohh you're going to love this picture," Betsy teased, "You look like you can't get enough of that cock. It must taste better than I imagined. Payback is a bitch isn't it. I wonder if I should send this out to Mark for you," she smugly whispered while the ladies cheered her boldness. 

"Ladies I am going to go home now since I've gotten into enough trouble this evening. I think I found what I wanted and now I need to go see my husband," Betsy continued talking to the rest of the room, "I can barely look at any of you right now so please, please, please do not mention this outside of this room. I can't imagine how I'm going to face you all when we see each other next."

"Betsy, you have nothing to be embarrassed by this evening. We all loved it and no one will mention it again. I flashed you all and came twice in front of everyone and I don't have half the body that you do. I should be the one apologizing," Ellen soothed her.

"Thanks Ellen. I am just going to worry you are all thinking about what you saw while we're sitting talking at dinner or something," Betsy replied.

"Well I may be thinking about it but it won't be at dinner," Terry jumped in to try and lighten the mood, "Anyway that's better than when I used to look across at you during dinner and think 'that bitch' since you just keep getting sexier despite having the same two kids I have. Now that I've seen you be as slutty as me I'll just be thinking you go girlfriend."

Everyone laughed and Betsy must have felt at ease because she leaned down close to Lori and me. While taking hold of my cock, so she and Lori each were grasping me firmly, she whispered, "You and I will definitely be talking tomorrow. I'll tell you how it goes with Michael and thanks for your help. I'm so nervous and excited to get home; he and I have so much to talk about. Wish me luck."

I could feel them shift as I guessed they were hugging and my still topless wife whispered back, "You're welcome." I realized they were sharing an intimate moment and yet the guy in me was just longing to see my wife in a naked embrace with one of her best friends. 

Both ladies were still clutching my cock when Betsy leaned back close to my ear and whispered, "We'll be in touch real soon. We need to finish what we started here tonight."

They both could feel my cock jerk as Betsy got up and started to leave.

"Go get laid sweetie and thanks for being such a great sport," Lori yelled as she left.

"Mike has no idea what he's in for;" Betsy yelled back, "Take it a little easier on Marcia when she comes out. She was pretty nervous back there." 

With the click of the front door Betsy was gone and my mind was immediately brought back to imagining what was going to happen next. My need to cum had subsided slightly and while Lori still held me tight; my mind raced with images of the long lovely Marcia.

She had been alone for over two years since her husband was tragically killed in a car accident just after the birth of their second child. She was the tallest and most elegant of Lori's friends. I would guess just a couple of inches less than 6 feet. She had always been a runner and her legs went on for miles although she had never dressed too provocatively, they were an asset that she could never hide. Even a boob man like me couldn't help but notice and admire her long tan legs whenever we were together.

After her loss she understandably retreated for many months and when she began to re-emerge most of what she wanted to do with her time involved physically pushing herself. Whether it was training for a marathon, kickboxing, or weight training she immersed herself in physical exertion. 

Between the stress and exercise her body was now lean and muscular. It shocked all of us when she came back from a two week vacation with a new set of D cups but Lori decided it was another sign of her wanting to get back out there and that, we all agreed, was a good thing. 

Whenever Marcia was ready she would have no shortage of men lining up for her. She had turned herself into a fitness model. The dark tan, washboard abs, rippling long legs and her firm tits were typically only seen in magazines and the dreams of men of all ages. 

Lori said she had recently begun to express her loneliness to some of her closest friends and I wondered if that had played a part in Lori choosing this evening's activities for her girl's night. If it had even the slightest impact on Lori's decision, I owed Marcia a huge debt I definitely hoped I would be able to repay tonight.

"For the second part of the dare," Jennifer refocused us all, "we will be continuing with the little dice game so everyone can get a better idea of the possibilities. Marcia has also agreed to model some of our different and more risqué fashion options while we play."

One of the ladies let out a long wolf whistle as I assumed Marcia must have returned to the room. My night seemed to just be getting better.