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Beth's Awakening Ch. 01

By: spawner



Chapter One; Beth Makes a Discovery

Now and then I awake in the night, scarcely able to believe my good fortune. I'm going to share with you how I, Elizabeth, Beth, for short, blundered into an alternate universe, and discovered the ongoing amazement my life has become. 

I've always considered myself an average middle-class housewife and mother. I met my husband of eleven-plus years, Rick, when we were in college. We dated and eventually did the "beast with two-backs" a few times before Rick proposed. He definitely rang my chimes and I didn't hesitate to accept. So two weeks after Rick graduated with a shiny new degree in Computer Science, we were married.

Since that magic moment, we've spent years doing our married thing, plodding on, watching our friends and neighbor's marriages go up in smoke, congratulating one another on the quality of our relationship. 

We were living the middle-class, good-life--two kids, a boy and a girl, and a nice house in the suburbs. My husband had his work and was successfully climbing the corporate ladder, the kids were both doing well in school, and me--I was dying inside. 

Every one of my days was a carbon copy of the one before--running errands, marketing, fixing meals. I was busy, but bored and unhappy. Rick and I never argued, we didn't fight, we carefully avoided talking about us. What we did talk about were well-worn subjects--the bills, the kids, and, in general, anything but our relationship. Something was very wrong and whatever that something was, it was killing our marriage. I couldn't put my finger on the trouble, but it was splitting us apart, isolating us one from the other. 

I recalled the excitement we had shared in the early years; Rick getting a good job, our first house, my pregnancies, and wondered where it had gone. What currently passed for excitement in my life was chauffering the kids to soccer, skating, school, and whatever. All boring, and what was worse, my imaginary crystal ball couldn't show me anything fresh and new in my future. 

Even our sex life, once a source of delight, had become routine--same day, same position--just another chore. I suspected that the same malaise was affecting Rick. He was starting to miss our regular get-togethers, always with a good excuse, but I had my suspicions. Was he getting a little on the side? 

Now that the kids were older, I toyed with the idea of going back to school or finding a job, but Rick was not in favor of me working. Not having a degree, any job I could get would barely cover childcare and I was easily two years away from finishing my degree in Psychology. We had plenty of money, he told me, and said that spending my time nurturing the kids was more important than extra cash. 

So, my life just limped along until the fateful morning when I made the discovery, the smoking gun, the reason why my husband had lost interest in sex.

Rick returned home from a business trip late on a Thursday night. I hate doing laundry, but I've compromised with myself and make Friday my once-a-week laundry morning. 

After he went to work, I decided that as long as I was doing the wash, I'd do it all and unpacked his suitcase. What fell out of his dirty clothes bag nearly gave me a heart attack. I sat down on the bed, took a deep breath and struggled to regain my composure. 

Shock quickly gave way to feelings of rage and betrayal. Most of all, a burning desire to get even exploded within me like a hand grenade. 

That dirty son-of-a-bitch, I said to myself, holding up the incriminating, black, thong panty. About a size three, I guessed; I wear a five. My cheating shithead of a husband had bagged some skinny-hipped, young stuff. I considered sniffing to see if the damned thing reeked of semen, but resisted the urge. It had been worn though and, more importantly-- what the hell was it doing in my husband's laundry?

I cried while I did the wash. After drying and folding everything, I arranged the guilty panty prominently on top of the pile of Rick's clothes and placed it on his side of the bed. I wondered how my shit-heel husband would try to lie his way out of his pantygate.

More than eleven years of my life I had devoted to being a helluva faithful wife and dedicated soccer mom. Now, that fucking panty had fallen out of my husband's overnight bag and made all those years a big lie. Was betrayal to be my reward for being virtuous? No way!

I sat down, drank a cup of coffee and considered my options. I could confront Rick when he came home from work or I could be somewhere else and maybe cool off a bit before I faced him. 

I tend to choose avoidance rather than confrontation having learned early on that Rick is a way better talker than I am and is very good at using his brand of logic to disarm and confuse me. I needed time to think, so I packed my overnight bag. 

In retrospect, if I had decided on a face-to-face with, him this would be a far different story--essentially the same old tale I had lived for eleven years and not worth telling, but it didn't happen that way. 

The moment I found myself picking out sexy undies and packing my favorite dress, a little, black, cocktail item, I knew what I was going to do. This time would be different--no BS, no talk--I was going to get even. 

Pulling on fresh slacks and a blouse, I carried my bag and dress out to the car, then I called my sister, Mary Ann, who lives on the other side of town. All I told her was that I was having a little personal crisis and needed to be alone for a bit. She agreed to keep the kids. I couldn't sit still, so I cleaned house until they got home from school, then I helped them pack their things for an overnight and we headed for Mary Ann's. The kids were curious, but not overly pushy as their aunt loves to spoil them rotten and they adore her.

I dropped them off and told my sister I'd be in touch. She just smiled and nodded. What a great girl. 

I headed across town and got myself a very nice room with a king-sized bed at the Hilton. I called down and they were able to take me at the salon. I spent the next couple of hours getting a major overhaul. 

After that I returned to my room and just luxuriated in being alone. I felt unexpectedly powerful. I had taken charge of my life and, for the moment at least, I wasn't a wife, I wasn't a mother. I was Elizabeth. I contemplated the possibilities offered by my new-found freedom and when I imagined a revenge scenario, rather than feeling guilty, I discovered little tendrils of desire growing within me.

By now, it was dinner time and I hadn't eaten all day. I was ravenous so I ordered from room service. A tossed salad, a petite sirloin with mushroom sauce, and a baked potato washed down with a small bottle of Merlot dealt handsomely with at least some of my physical needs. It was time to address the others.

I took off all my clothes and stood in front of the full-length mirrors on the closet doors, surveying my assets. The salon technicians had really done a superb job. The hairdresser had managed to make my housewife hairdo into a flattering, dark-blonde, pageboy that curled attractively next to my cheeks. My finger and toenails were painted a wicked scarlet.

What my eyes told me was that my body wasn't perfect, but it was definitely acceptable. My breasts sagged a bit more than when I was twenty--a couple of kids will do that. However, there was no doubt they were fuller and that was a good thing. 

I turned to inspect my butt and liked what I saw. All that Stair Master crap had paid off. My ass was still nice and tight, no cellulite to be seen. I had a few stretch marks on my abdomen, but they weren't obvious. The overall package was still quite presentable.

I made my decision. I was ready to have some fun and get even with Rick. I'd step out tonight and make a present of myself to some lucky guy. Birth control was no problem as my tubes were tied after number two. STD's were of some concern, but I'd pick up some condoms and I'd also pick up a respectable man. In my present frame of mind, if I did catch the clap, I'd positively enjoy giving it to Rick.

I put on my very own size-five thong, a sexy little matching, push-up bra that really accentuated my cleavage, black thigh-highs, and last, that form-fitting, shiny-black, cocktail dress. 

A sexy pair of Manolo Blahnik stiletto heels that I'd bought at the hotel boutique just that afternoon, the most expensive shoes I'd ever had on my feet, completed my ensemble. A little lipstick, a touch of makeup, some perfume, and I was ready for adventure.

I'm making this all sound pretty much matter-of-fact, but it wasn't. The truth of the matter is that I was nervous as hell. I had that same queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach I get when I step into a roller coaster car to begin that long steep climb to what may turn out to be the ride of a lifetime or conversely--simply an opportunity to heave my guts out. 

I stopped by the convenience store and made my condom purchase--another concrete step along the path to my revenge scenario. The salesgirl gave me a knowing smirk as I paid for the rubbers with my credit card not caring if Rick saw them on the statement.

I walked across the lobby and into the cocktail lounge. Okay, maybe I strutted just a little as I crossed the attractive room all decorated in shades of peach and mauve. Two couples were out on the tiny floor, dancing to music provided by a talented, black musician, who was playing one of those trick pianos with a built-in rhythm section. 

I headed toward a convenient stool at the bar. Two men were seated several places away and I was pleased when they checked me out with obvious interest. I gave the room a quick once over; men outnumbered women about two to one. I remembered having seen something on the reader board in the lobby about a convention when I checked in. That might explain why the odds were so favorable.

Anyway, I slid my butt onto the stool remembering that old warning about not turning to face the room unless you want to be mistaken for a hooker. I was prepared to do that as a last resort if I didn't attract a man, but I wasn't too worried. 

I ordered a glass of Chardonnay, took a sip, and my heart skipped a beat. Shit, I was still wearing my wedding and engagement rings. Quickly, I justified my little oversight. I wasn't setting out to fool anyone. I'd make sure any man who hooked up with me knew what he was getting--an angry housewife.

And speaking of hooking up, my presence had sparked a decided upturn of interest on the part of the male patrons. I took another sip of wine, watched the room in the mirror behind the bar, and realized that I was the only unattached female in the place. In quick succession, a second glass of Chardonnay appeared at my elbow followed closely by one of the men at the bar who asked if I would like to dance.

Well, I did like to and, boy, did I dance. Man after man, probably a dozen or more danced with me. Feeling like a princess, I danced slow ones and fast ones. I couldn't remember the last time Rick and I had been dancing. As the evening wore on, that first man, who I learned was Dan from Boston along with his friend Jack from Providence, moved me to a booth, claiming more and more of my time until I was dancing with the two of them exclusively.

These charming and very attractive men worked for a company named Huelit Pickford, or something like that, and were here for a convention. By this time, I had danced several slow dances with each of them and had been favorably impressed with the caliber of their desire as they pressed themselves against my belly. 

It was obviously time for me to make my choice and I was leaning toward Dan. He was the taller of the two with nice broad shoulders and a cute butt. But at the same time, Jack had special qualities--such a nice smile and an infectious laugh. How could I choose? I didn't want to disappoint either of them. 

So I didn't. Due in no small part to the endless glasses of wine I had consumed, I found myself saying, "Why don't all three of us go back to my room and get comfortable."

After a moment of stunned silence, I swear I was as surprised as they were when I realized what I'd done. I'd just invited, not one, but two men to my room. Dan and Jack exchanged smiles, looked at me, and both spoke at the same time. The gist being that they could hardly wait. To be honest, upon reconsidering my outrageous proposition, neither could I. I couldn't remember when I had felt so lusty. A well of desire deep in my abdomen overflowed, sending ripples of sensation to my breasts and my brain. My two soon-to-be lovers were the most desirable men who had ever touched me and heaven knows I was eager to have them touch me all over.

One of the guys signed the bar bill and without wasting any more time they followed me back to my room. Knowing that they were watching put a little extra wiggle in my walk.

"God, just look at that cute, little ass!" Dan said. "Did we get lucky or what?"

As I put my card key in the slot, hands touched my butt. "Shit, Dan. She feels as good as she looks."

When we were in the room, Jack locked the door, but not before he put out the "Do Not Disturb" sign. This was it--my moment to feel guilt, to back out, or whatever. Guilt failed to rear its head, but lust was near at hand, and I wasn't going to pass up this incredible opportunity. 

"For the record, you appear to be a married lady," Dan said, taking me in his arms. "Is there a story here?"

"Oh, yeah. There's a story all right. My husband cheated on me and I'm out to get even."

"We're going to be your perfect recipe for a pay back," Dan said. "A double helping of revenge that will be twice as sweet."

"How are we going to go about this?" I asked, my heart shifting into overdrive. "It appears I have an extra man to take care of and I don't know where to begin."

"Jack and I've shared girls a time or two so we have a little experience along these lines. As sexy as you are, I predict we're going to enjoy a delightful threesome." Dan put his hands on my butt and we kissed for the first time. When our mouths opened to each other, I could taste the flavor of the red wine he had been drinking, and I was instantly intoxicated with him.

Dan's hard-on snuggled against my tummy, a promise of delights to follow. I ascended to a new height of excitement when Jack's hands cupped my breasts from behind, his erection fitting snugly in the crack of my ass as he kissed my neck and squeezed my tits. We stayed like that for several minutes, me sandwiched between two obviously, excited men who continued kissing and caressing me. It was wonderful, but I wanted more and I wanted it now.

"God, lovers. Let's get naked," I said. "I want to feel skin against me."

Jack unzipped my dress and Dan eased it off my shoulders, slipping it over my hips, holding it so I could step out of it. I noticed that he didn't just drop it on the floor, but took a moment to drape it over the back of a chair. What a nice gesture, I thought. This guy is a real gentleman. My train of thought was refocussed on more lecherous details when Jack unclipped my bra and Dan slid it off my arms. Shivering in anticipation, I stood still while they both slipped my thong over my hips, following its progress down my legs with little kisses. Naked now except for shoes and thigh-highs, I stepped out of my shoes.

"God, Dan. Just look at her. She's absolutely gorgeous. Have we died and gone to heaven?"

Dan laughed. "I doubt that, but there's no getting around the fact that our beautiful Beth is one delightful package. The heavenly part is that she's anxious to share her sweet ass with us," Jack said, kissing my butt.

"I'll show you how eager I am," I said, pirouetting, using a move I remembered from when I was a cheerleader in high school, then leaned forward and slapped my own butt for emphasis. "Hurry up and get naked so you can sample some of this." 

My guys exchanged glances and smiled at me as they took off their shirts.

I fell to my knees and tackled Dan's belt and zipper. Jack fondled my tits while I pulled down Dan's pants. When I got his boxers down, I discovered my reward, an absolutely spectacular hard-on. I looked up at him and smiled, then took his penis in my hand and kissed the swollen head of an organ that was easily half again as big as my husband's. His sharp intake of breath and the way his hips thrust forward left little doubt that he liked my attention.

"Hold that thought, lover," I said. "I'll be right back after I get your buddy naked." I turned to Jack and smiled.

"Beth, you're an unexpected delight," he said, removing his shirt. 

"I'm the one who's ready to be delighted, lover," I said, attacking his belt buckle. A moment later another throbbing cock was in my hand. Perhaps not as long as Dan's, but it was thick and hard. I kissed and licked it, enjoying his intake of breath as my tongue touched the head of his organ. A second penis, this one attached to a bare-naked Dan, demanded my attention. I shifted to him, happily giving him head while Jack finished stripping.

Things got somewhat crazy then what with all three of us writhing around on my king-sized bed, kissing and licking and sucking. I totally forgot about the condoms and totally lost track of time and totally didn't care. My world was a blur of cocks in my mouth and cocks in my pussy surrounded by the delicious sounds, smells, and tastes of sex. 

Special moments stand out clearly, like when I was on my knees on the bed with Jack fucking me from behind while I blew Dan. They etched that moment in my memory by trading places and carrying me to one delicious climax after another. 

I discovered that riding Dan was a total turn-on. I was in control and could take his big hard-on as deep within me as it would reach, finding places inside myself that a cock had never before touched. I worked my pussy on that big pole until my lover came and when he did I joined in, enjoying the shrieking climax that exploded within me. 

We three screwed in every position I'd ever heard of and I achieved a state of excitement I'd never before experienced. I honestly believe I had a nearly constant climax from the time the two of them first started fucking me until we all collapsed in exhaustion. 

Approaching the finale of that first marathon of orgasms, Jack rode me in the missionary position. I held his ass cheeks urging him to bury his marvelous tool ever deeper in me. He whispered that he liked to have his lover's tongue dart into his mouth in the same rhythm he was using to fuck her. I tried that and discovered that I liked it too, so I fucked his mouth with my tongue while he fucked my pussy with his cock. 

I was still holding his ass cheeks when they tightened and then flexed as he ejaculated in me. His climax carried me with him and I held him close against my crotch revelling in the sensations flooding my groin. 

"That was one spectacular fuck, Beth," he said, murmuring in my ear. "I hope it was special for you too."

"It was special all right. You and your sexy friend have given me more climaxes in one night than I've had in the entire past decade." We kissed and cuddled a bit before he rolled off my hips. 

I couldn't believe it when Dan announced, "My turn," and climbed between my thighs. Only minutes before, he'd fucked my brains out and then came in me, but his big erection was proof, this guy had some remarkable powers of recuperation. He entered my come-filled pussy and kissed me, saying, "Watching Jack fuck you really turned me on. I'm going to enjoy getting sloppy seconds on a lady as hot as you."

"Technically, what you're about to get is sloppy thirds," I said, returning his kiss. 

When he was completely in me, his extra-sized prick reached that almost virgin territory inside me he'd just discovered and for me the result was yet another unbelievably intense climax. I had been coming constantly for at least an hour, but this one was special. I hoped the soundproofing was good between rooms as we both made a lot of noise. I wailed and moaned and Dan grunted and growled as he filled my pussy with another dose of come. 


Beth's Awakening Ch. 01



When he pulled out, all three of us took a breather. Happy and sweaty, we kissed and cuddled with me in the middle. After a few minutes, I became aware that I had semen running out of me, so I started to get up and go wash. Before I could get off the bed, Jack pushed me gently back down and said, "You just relax. I'll take care of everything. I love eating a creamy pie and yours looks delicious."

"My god. You're joking," I said, watching him settle down between my thighs. I wasn't accustomed to having a man go down on me, let alone doing that when I was full of come. Rick had licked my pussy a few times when we were first married, but I had mixed emotions about him doing it. I enjoyed fucking so much that the oral stuff just seemed to get in the way, but I was about to learn differently. 

"I've got zero experience with this creamy pie thing you mentioned, but if you want to put your face in my messy crotch that's fine with me." I raised my knees and spread my thighs to give him access. "There, I've just set the table for you. Sorry, I don't have any napkins." Jack smiled and glanced over at Dan. 

Dan laughed and said, "She's a natural isn't she? Go for it. If you don't eat our nasty girl out, I will."

Apparently that was incentive enough for Jack. After the first few licks I could tell this was going to be another special event. He teased me and kissed my pussy all the while maintaining eye contact with me. When he found my clit, I entered paradise. I was frantic with desire by the time he finally spread the lips of my pussy with his fingers and plunged his tongue into me. I closed my eyes and held him by the ears, treasuring the sensation of having his tongue deep in my vagina. He licked and sucked and tongued me and I came like a house afire. With his loving mouth, this very sexy man gave me my very first climax from oral. 

I slowly came back to earth caressing his cheeks and telling him how wonderful he was. My pussy had apparently run low on come, because I became aware of him gently kissing the lips of my sex like he had the lips of my mouth. I opened my eyes as he raised his head and said, "You taste sweeter than any raw oyster I've ever eaten and I love oysters."

My greedy hips seemed to have a mind of their own, thrusting upwards, searching for more of his magic tongue. My generous lover responded by sucking and licking my clitoris until I got a second, sweet climax. 

"Thanks, Jack," I said, pulling him up and kissing his mouth, tasting myself on his tongue. "That was wonderful." 

The three of us cuddled down again like peas in a pod. We were all pretty quiet and I'd certainly gotten my itch scratched, but this opportunity would never come again and I wanted to take full advantage of it. I hoped my lovers were just getting their second wind or something. I wondered what I could do to get my guys ready for more action. 

I already knew Dan was an ardent kisser and he happily welcomed my tongue in his mouth. As we kissed, he held one of my tits while Jack put a finger on my pussy and gently stirred it around my clit, just enough to make me kind of squirmy. 

You don't need a crystal ball to figure out what I was doing. I had a semi-hard cock in each hand. After a few minutes of making out, their cocks stiffened nicely and we were back in business.

"I have a special request," Jack said, sticking that persuasive tongue of his in my ear. Shivers ran down my body to end in the nipple Dan was rolling between his fingers as Jack continued. "I'd really like to fuck your cute ass." 

"Oh, Jack. I've never done that. When we first married, my husband tried to get me interested in trying anal, but I wouldn't let him. I'm afraid of being hurt." He kissed me and at the same time slid a gentle finger down my crack to gently touch my anus. 

"I promise. I won't hurt you one bit," he said, kissing me while Dan did his part by sucking my nipples. They were making me very hot and the ass thing was sounding more intriguing by the moment. 

"Tell me. Is it fun for the girl? Having sex that way? Would I like it?"

"I guarantee--you'll love it," Jack said, kissing my neck some more and inserting his fingers in my pussy.

"I don't believe this," Dan said, squeezing my butt. "You're telling us you've been married for years and your guy has never put his cock in your beautiful ass?"

"That's the truth. I'm an anal virgin."

"Well, that's gotta change," Jack said. "You liked it when Dan and I fucked your sweet pussy and you enjoyed sucking our dicks, so your lovely butt is the final frontier. You need to let us fuck you in your ass." As he said this, the finger that was touching my butt hole dipped into my wet pussy then returned to my anus. How strange and perverse to have a finger up there, but as Jack moved it around and they both kissed and licked me erotic sensations began rippling through my body.

"Some ladies like butt fucking better than vaginal intercourse," Dan said By now I was getting downright needy and I made a decision. I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity. 

"I wouldn't know about that, but this lady thinks she's ready to try losing her anal cherry to one of you studs."

"I'll flip you for the honor, Dan." 

"No. That's not right. You're the one who discovered our sexy Beth's special secret. You get to fuck her first."

Dan and Jack did a high five. It occurred to me that only about two hours ago I had been a faithful wife and and now I was the centerpiece in a menage a trois, about to take one lover's cock up my ass with a second man waiting in line. I've always been a fast learner, but this was a very short learning curve. Fortunately, my guys knew what to do.

"Let's get you on your knees," Jack said, helping me up. "It's easiest that way." 

"Get some spit on his cock, Beth," Dan advised. Jack presented his hard-on and I slobbered all over it.

"Be gentle with her, Jack," Dan admonished him. "You've got a big cock and this is her first time."

"I'll be gentle as a lamb," Jack said, positioning himself behind me and taking my hips in his hands. The next thing I felt was incredible pressure as his cock began to wedge its way into a part of me that had never before felt a fleshy invader. I must have gasped or something when the head of it popped into me, because, bless his heart, he leaned down to kiss and reassure me. 

"You're going to love it when I'm all the way in you, Beth. I know you feel like there's no way I'll fit, but just relax and we'll take it slow and easy. You're doing fine." 

I turned my head to look back at him. "I'm yours, lover. Please be gentle with me."

"You'll be a fan of ass fucking after Jack does you," Dan said. "I'll help you guys out." He leaned over and spat a generous wad of saliva into my crack, helping to lubricate me for the rest of Jack's invasion. After doing that, he reached under me to caress my clitoris, then gently finger-fucked my pussy. 

Jack held my hips, moved forward again and fullness that defied description swelled within me. My lover set me on fire. I know I made noise. I wouldn't be surprised if I screamed. Jack paused, waiting until Dan's magic fingers persuaded my hips to move. When I thrust my butt back at him, he pressed deeper and deeper until we were completely connected. Then he began screwing me, establishing a rhythm, picking up speed. Kind of like a train leaving the station, he moved faster and faster, racing toward our moment of climax. 

"You guys look so hot," Dan said, kissing me and lifting my hair from my sweaty face. "Watching you two is better than any porn flick. So, how are you liking anal intercourse, Beth?"

"God, this is amazing. I didn't have a clue that my asshole was an erogenous zone, but it sure as hell is and I'm loving every moment of having a stiff dick in it."

Jack was beginning to grunt, and we made a nice lusty slap, slap sound every time his hips met my ass. 

"Shit, Beth, you're so fucking tight you're making me come way too soon," Jack announced and then busted his nuts. His cock pumped jet after jet of semen deep into my rectum. To my amazement, he carried me with him and I actually had an anal orgasm.  

After a minute or two, Jack pulled out, leaving me lying on my tummy. I still had Dan to take care of and I started to get back to my knees, but he got behind me and steered his hard-on into me. Even though his cock was bigger, Jack had opened me up and lubricated me, so he slid right in. 

Such an amazing transformation, from soccer mom to lust goddess or whatever. In my wildest dreams I could never have pictured myself in such a scene. Here I was with one man's cock up my ass while a second lover kissed and caressed me and told me how beautiful and sexy I looked and how much he'd enjoyed fucking me. Maybe it was bullshit, but it made me feel something I hadn't for a long while--appreciated. I didn't think I could possibly come again, but when Dan reached his climax I went with him. God, what nasty, wicked fun! 

After that, we collapsed with me snuggled down between my lovers. I adored having hands all over me as I drifted off to sleep. 

I don't know how long we slept but a full bladder awakened me. Jack stirred as I crawled over him and headed for the bathroom. He followed and watched me park my butt on the pot.

"Do you mind if I watch?"

"Be my guest." My stream started and he put a hand between my legs and caught my urine in his cupped hand. 

"God, I love doing this," he said. "I have a thing about watching women pee." He leaned in and kissed me, then I got to experience another first, being kissed while seated on the commode and peeing on a guy's hand.

"This is very quirky, Jack. But I like it." He smiled at me and slipped a couple of pee-slick fingers into my vagina. He finger-fucked me and played with my clit until I was moaning with arousal.

"Let's go back to bed and see if there isn't something else fun we can do together before this wonderful night comes to an end," he said, taking my hand. 

Dan was beginning to stir. "What sort of nastiness have you two been up to?" 

"I peed on Jack's hand," I announced.

"On purpose?"

"Oh yeah. It was beyond sexy having him finger me while I peed. I'm all hot and bothered again and I have more itches that need scratching."

"Suppose we both fuck you at the same time," Jack said. "You get to pick which of us you want in your ass this time. As for me, I'll be quite happy doing you front or back."

"You certainly have a way with words," I said. "Obviously, if we do this it would be another thing I've never experienced before, but everything we've done so far has been wonderful. The two-guys-humping-one girl thing--surely there's got to be a better name for it--sounds like it might have possibilities."

"Oh, it certainly does," Dan said, smiling as I wrapped my fingers around his hardening cock and gave it an affectionate squeeze. "It's just possibly the hottest thing two eager men and a willing lady can do together. It's called double penetration or DP for short."

"Okay, I'm game to give it a try. How do we do this?," I said, filling my empty hand with Jack's lovely hard-on.

"It's simple, Beth," Jack said, arranging himself on the bed. "Climb aboard my hips, put my cock in your pussy, and we'll do the rest." I did as instructed and delighted in the sensations that rippled through my entire lower body as I lowered my hips impaling my pussy on his magic wand. After we were connected, I lay down on him and we kissed. I felt the bed move behind me and braced myself for what was coming next. Jack spread my ass-cheeks as Dan took hold of my hips. His cock slithered up my crack and found my anus. I thought I was full before, but when his big cock was all the way in me, I discovered what "full" actually was. 

"Are we ready for lift off?" Jack asked.

"We're ready," Dan answered. When he began to move, magic happened. The sensation of having two dicks sliding back and forth in me made me come almost instantly. Never before had I experienced such ecstasy from intercourse. I kept having climax after climax as Dan picked up the pace until I couldn't tell when one ended and the next began. 

Jack and I tongue-fucked one another while Dan held my hips and plowed into me. Having my lovers fucking my ass and pussy pushed me over the edge and made me come so hard I carried my lovers along with me and we celebrated a threeway climax.

As we collapsed into a satisfied and sweaty pile, Jack said, "Beth, you are one hot, fucking lady--an absolute, lust machine. You must have a very satisfied husband."

"It doesn't work that way. I don't know why, but I've never done any of these sexy things with him. Hell, like I told you guys, he's never fucked me in the ass and I've only let him come in my mouth one time."

"You obviously enjoy sex," Jack said. "You said your husband cheated on you and maybe that's the reason why. If you want to stay with him, perhaps you should share some of the things we've introduced you to with him." 

That was a very good point. Rick and I were definitely drifting apart. I realized that, in spite of his infidelity, I didn't want to lose him. Maybe I could turn him on to some of these sexy things I'd done with my lovers and add new interest to our lovelife. That might help. I filed that idea away. Rick's growing disinterest was a problem I'd work on at another time and place. At the moment I was intent on living in the here and now. 

I was relaxing with my knees in the air, enjoying the afterglow of that dynamite sex when Dan looked over at me and said, "Shit, she's got another creamy pie that needs eating."

"Be my guest," said Jack. "I dined on the last one."

Dan got to his knees and moved between my thighs. He sniffed a couple of times and said, "Young lady, I believe you've had intercourse recently. In order to keep you from getting pregnant, a selfless volunteer such as myself will have to suck that dangerous deposit out of you."

I was laughing at his silliness when he covered my wet sex with his mouth. His clever tongue silenced my giggles and had my hips writhing in a matter of moments. It got even better when I held his head against me, feeling his tongue on my clit, enjoying the fireworks going off inside myself.

"Beth, I just love watching you climax. You're amazing," Jack observed as I came back to earth after soaring aloft on Dan's tongue.

"I'm amazed too," I agreed. "A few hours ago I was a frustrated wife. Now look at me. You two have introduced me to lust and I love it."

"We might have a lesson or two left if you're interested," Dan said.

"Well, I'm always open to education. What have you got in mind?"

"First though, I think we'd profit from a little nap, a short break to recharge our batteries."

So, that's what we did. I fell asleep between my lovers with them holding parts of my body as I drifted off. We must have slept for an hour or so and I awoke to Dan touching me gently between my legs. He started to put a couple of fingers in me, but I could tell right away that I was way too sore to fuck again and whispered the bad news to him in order not to disturb Jack.

"But my mouth's not sore," I whispered. "If you'd like, I could suck you off. I'd love to have you come in my mouth."

"I'd like," he said and kissed me. I slid down and began to blow him. He wasn't fully erect, but a little kissing and sucking took care of that. We must have made a bit of noise because Jack awoke and sized up the situation.

"Is this a private party or can any needy guy get a blow-job?" he asked.

"Beth says she's too sore to fuck any more, but her mouth is in good shape. I can vouch for that. She's such a giving girl I'll bet she won't mind taking care of you too."

"Why don't the two of you stand up in front of me. I'll sit on the bed and see if I can get you both off." We assumed our positions and I went to work. It was such a rush having them respond to my oral talents, groaning their appreciation as I licked and sucked them in turn. I enjoyed the velvety texture of their penises against my tongue. I masturbated them and sucked their balls and was getting off on pleasing them.

"Beth," Jack said. "Have you ever had a man come on your face?"

"Hunh uh," I mumbled around Dan's cock.

"How about it, Dan. Should we finish our night of lust and show our appreciation by jerking off and shooting our loads all over her beautiful face?"

"Is that okay with you, Beth?" Dan asked. "It's quirky fun, but I'm sure you'll like it."

"Everything you two have done to me so far has been just great," I said, masturbating him. "If you think I'll enjoy it, I'm willing to give it a try."

So, taking their shafts in hand, they smiled at me and began to jerk-off. I felt "under the gun," so to speak, with two cocks aimed right at my face.

"What we're going to give you is called a facial," Jack said, moving his hand faster. I kept my mouth open and tried to guess who would be the first to come. I picked Jack, but I was wrong. Dan let out a cry and before I could turn my head a thick, warm stream of semen jetted from his prick and splashed onto my cheek. I succeeded in catching his next stream in my mouth and swallowed it. I reached up and took his softening dick in my right hand, milking the last few drops from him, letting them fall on my outstretched tongue.

"Beth, you are certainly a wicked lady," Jack said as he blasted come across my forehead and down my face. His next discharge landed in my open mouth. I swallowed that too, but not before I had the idea of showing them his come where it was pooled on my tongue. His final shot dripped off my chin onto my breasts. 

"Too bad I don't have a picture of this," I said. "I'd give it to Rick so he could see for himself just how costly it was for him to fuck around on me."

"Don't be bitter, Beth. He couldn't possibly have had as much fun as you have," Jack said.

"You're right about that. I've had a ball. And Dan, you were right about this sperm on the face thing," I said, cleaning my cheeks with my fingers and sucking them clean. "Not only does it taste good, but for me it's a perfect trifecta. You've both come in my pussy, my ass, and now, my mouth."

"It appears you've fucked me to a stand still," Dan said, shaking his deflated dick.

"You missed some," Jack said, solicitously wiping a strand of semen off my forehead. I took his hand and sucked it off his fingers.

"Yummy." 

Just describing having two men ejaculate on my face doesn't do the moment justice. That act of lechery may sound gross, but for some reason, it wasn't. Somehow, having the power to make them want to come on me confirmed the essence of my femaleness. I liked that a lot. Besides, it was really sexy having two cocks to suck. I did have a problem though; I was hot and bothered and too sore to fuck.

"I'm really messed up now," I said. "Not only am I sore, I'm also horny as hell."

"Lie down," Jack said. "Let's see if we can figure out a way to reward you for giving me and Dan so much pleasure."

"Whatever you do, remember--no fucking." I said, making myself comfortable. Dan and Jack exchanged looks and laughed. Then they shook their limber dicks at me.

"I don't think you have to worry about that, Beth," Dan said. "Fortunately for you, we know more than one way to pleasure a lady. Jack and I want to leave you with a smile on your face." 

They joined me on the bed. They petted and kissed and caressed me until I was squirming with desire. I reached my final climax with Jack gently licking my pussy and kissing my clit. This time Dan tongue-fucked my mouth while he squeezed my nipples. My orgasm wasn't as powerful as some of my earlier ones, but it was sweet, especially so since my two lovers were very gentle and devoted themselves to providing me pleasure.

We dozed another hour or so and again I enjoyed the cuddling. The next time we awoke they explained that they had to go get cleaned up and go to their meeting. They both gave me one of their cards and told me how much they hoped we could get together again. I made no promises and after hugs and kisses my lovers left.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 01



It was time for me to return home and see if I still had an everyday life. I called my sister to check on the kids. She said they were fine but that Rick wasn't. It didn't surprise me to hear he had called her half a dozen times and refused to believe she didn't know where I was--typical. Well, the cheating bastard could just stew a while longer. 

When I went to brush my teeth, I got a look at myself. I was a mess, but a very, sexy mess with dried semen crusted on my face and breasts. I even had gobbets matted in my hair and my pubic thatch was stiff with come. No question about it, I had been used, but definitely not abused. I'd had a ball! I stepped into the shower to clean myself up. 

When I washed my crotch, I was still a little sore, a tangible reminder of my night of "balls to the wall" fucking. I hadn't felt this sexually satisfied in years, if ever. I leaned back against the shower wall, cupped my thoroughly fucked mound in my hand and let images of last night's lust flit through my mind. I considered fingering myself to a climax, but that seemed a bit like having a jello dessert after a filet mignon dinner and I passed. 

I went down and enjoyed a hearty breakfast, a really delicious mushroom omelet with whole wheat toast and orange marmalade--nothing like a night of screwing to work up an appetite. I checked out of my room and drove home. Since it was Saturday, I figured Rick would be home and he was. His car was in the driveway and I pulled in alongside. He opened the front door just as I started to put my key in the lock.

"Where the hell have you been? I've been worried out of my mind. Why did you take the kids to your sister?"

"I needed a night out. Mary Ann was kind enough to take the kids so I could have a little fun."

"What the hell are you talking about?" he said, closing the door behind me.

"Well, what I found in your suitcase convinced me that you'd already had your share of fun."

"I saw that panty on the bed. I was mystified until I realized the clothes with them weren't mine. I had my black, roll-on bag with me. All I can think of is that it must have gotten switched at the motel or maybe the airport. You know how all those bags look alike."

What was this--not his bag? How could this be? A wisp of doubt wafted through me quickly erasing the lingering sensations of satisfaction from my night of lust. But, get a grip, I told myself. You expected him to lie.

"I've heard some tired stories in my time, but switched bags—give me a break. Whose panty is that? Was she a good fuck?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Elizabeth. Come on up and look at those clothes. I don't even own shirts like that. The shorts aren't close to my size."

I climbed the stairs, pausing several times, delaying the showing of the clothes as much as possible. I was getting very uneasy. I'm no domestic goddess and don't pay much attention to the stuff I wash beyond hoping it turns out clean. What he was saying just might be true. In the frame of mind I was in after I made my fateful, panty discovery, those clothes might indeed not be his.

People say I have a tendency to be impulsive and I must admit there is a grain of truth to that. Perhaps, just perhaps, I had screwed up. More importantly, if I had, what the hell was I to do now? 

The folded clothes were stacked neatly on Rick's bureau just as I had left them on the bed.

"I can see why you might have gotten upset when you saw this," Rick said, holding up that damned, black thong. "But here's the important part. Take a look at those shorts," he said, tossing a pair from the laundry stack to me. "They're size 28--way too small for me." He opened a drawer and pulled out another pair which looked pretty much identical to me. Holding them out, he said, "See here--34." Sure enough, that's what the label read. He tried on a shirt, an open-collar thing in black with cuffs that ended on his forearms--definitely not his. Boy, I had screwed up! Close to panic, I struggled to hold myself together.

"I've got to go get the kids." I blurted out, grabbing my purse off the bed and heading out the door. "I'll be right back." 

I had to have some time to figure out what course to take. Obviously, I couldn't "undo" last night. I had been thoroughly "ridden" by the two men I'd picked up and they had definitely "put me up wet." Also, they had treated me to the best sex, by far, that I'd ever experienced in my entire life. Even now, that memory of lust was firmly lodged in my brain. 

However, a more immediate problem demanded my attention. What the hell was I going to tell my poor, betrayed husband?

"Wait a second," Rick said, following me. "You still haven't answered my question. Where the hell were you last night?"

"I'll tell you all about it when I get back," I said, fairly bolting down the stairs and out the front door. On the drive to Mary Ann's, I mulled over my choices as I saw them. 

I could just lie or I could tell the truth. Both courses had their shortcomings. If I lied, things would probably go on as before. I'd have my boring old life in the Cleveland suburbs back again with no dynamite loving, and that was a depressing thought. I wasn't silly enough to imagine that I could have an ongoing clandestine relationship with my two lovers, but I definitely wanted more than my same old dull lovelife. What's that old saying--how can you keep them down on the farm after they've seen Paree? 

On the other hand, if I told Rick about last night, what might happen? We both loved the kids and there was no denying I had a deep affection for--no, check that--love for the guy. The problem was--he just wasn't ringing my chimes any more. Was I wrong to want more? After my adventure, which there was no denying I'd enjoyed immensely, the chime thing had assumed new importance. I felt guilty as hell for betraying him and vowed to make it up to him, but what I'd done was a foolish mistake--a product of anger plus a desire for revenge. I was sorry I had given in to those two destructive emotions, but I wasn't sorry I'd gotten laid. Last night was an eye-opener, a world-shaking discovery, and I wanted more. 

So, was I being selfish for wanting sexual fulfilment? Was there a way I could have dynamite sex and keep my loving husband? I wasn't interested in having an affair and another adventure into casual sex with strangers wasn't attractive either. I'd been very lucky in my choice of lovers, but the chance of that happening again wasn't promising. I nearly ran a red light as I tried to figure out this high-stakes dilemma. 

Suppose I simply confessed my gross indiscretion. Would he walk out on me and take the kids? He might, but I didn't think he'd react like that. Rick has a strong sense of responsibility and a dedication to our family. 

His reaction to my being gone overnight was convincing--he still cared for me. Unfortunately, love alone wasn't going to solve our problems in bed. No--true confession would only add to the strain on the bond between us and probably make things worse. How would I have felt if he'd admitted to having an affair when confronted with that panty? I abandoned that train of thought. 

Then Jack's comment about sharing some of what I'd experienced last night popped into my mind. What if I took that one step further and figured out a way to involve Rick in my new-found life of lust? That would be the perfect solution, but how could I do that? I mulled the problem over as I drove. 

I'm a creative person and a pretty fair storyteller if I say so myself. Perhaps I could create a fantasy to capture his imagination. That had worked for Sheherazade. I wasn't aware of what fantasies Rick might have or, for that matter, if he even had fantasies, but if he did, I had a plan. 

I would devise my own personal version of the Arabian Nights by drawing out my story for several days. First, I'd seduce my husband and do my best to start reviving our sex life. When I had his undivided attention, I'd use my narrative skills to persuade him that sharing me with other men was not only his idea, but the finest idea he'd ever had. The more I considered this scheme, the more I liked it. All I had to do was sell it to Rick.

Mary Ann, bless her heart, was curious, but I put her off by promising to tell all in the not too distant future. We've always been close and I knew that sooner or later I would share my depraved adventure with her, but it would have to be later. The kids asked their share of questions, which I basically sidetracked with promises of future outings and I even sort of acquiesced to getting them the latest version of the Play Station.

When we got home the presence of the kids protected me while the basic static of home life filled the day, but Rick still looked like at me like the prosecutor eyeing a perp in a courtroom drama. I was nervous. This was going to take all my skill. 

Fortunately, when I wiped myself after peeing, I realized my pussy would be available to provide a crucial distraction. As all of us ladies know, when properly applied, pussy can pretty much trump any male argument.

I fixed dinner. We watched a little TV. The kids went to their rooms and I was left alone with Rick. We had opened a bottle of Valpolicella to have with dinner. We both love that stuff. We were sipping our final glass when I decided that the opportunity to engage my plan wasn't about to get any riper.

"Would you like to hear about what I did last night?"

"Shit, yes! Of course I want to hear about it. You were gone all frigging night!" Rick isn't a big cusser and when he does it's a sign he's really frustrated. I leaned over and took his hand.

"Well, honey. When I found that panty I just freaked. I was certain you'd balled some bimbo on the road. I didn't want to confront you so I took the kids to Mary Ann's then drove across town and got a room at the Hilton."

Rick looked relieved. "So you were mad as hell and just wanted to get away for the night."

"Something like that, dear. Let's take our wine and go to bed." He followed me up the stairs and I got a clue that things were going to work out when his hand touched my ass.

"God, Beth. I believe your butt is tighter and cuter than when we got married."

The sensation of Jack sliding his big pole up my virgin rectum flooded into my mind like some sort of sex tape, but I managed to pause it and get on with my plan. I've never worn pajamas or nightgowns to bed, maybe a T-shirt in cold weather. Rick routinely wears his T-shirt and jockey shorts to bed. How romantic is that? But tonight we both got naked and slipped under the covers.

"God, Beth. I missed you so," he said, kissing me. "I love you, you know and I was so worried when you and the kids were gone when I got home. I didn't know what to do. Fortunately. you'd stopped by your sister's place and she told me you were okay." I kissed him and reached down to check. He had a hard-on. I just held him.

"After I got to my room I made a spa appointment and spent the afternoon getting pampered. See my sexy nails." I held up my free hand. "My toes match too." I kicked my leg out and demonstrated the color match. Giving his cock a little squeeze made me feel like a tart, but it worked. He kissed him again while I continued fondling him. We did some more open-mouthed smooching until he broke it off.

"So, that's all you did--a spa appointment?"

"Well, that's not all. I bought a very expensive pair of shoes and had a steak and some wine in my room."

"And then..." 

My god. He was an inquisitor.

"And then I put on that black, cocktail dress you like so much and went to the bar." I squeezed his dick again and said, "This story is coming to an end for tonight. I want you in me." Just like we'd done a thousand times before, he climbed aboard and entered me. My evil mind compared this to my two, hot lovers and, needless to say, the comparison was not flattering. I sighed and held him and wiggled my ass. He grunted and came. 

It had been an eventful twenty-four hours and we both fell asleep in short order. I remember thinking that Night One of my Arabian Nights was a qualified success. I'd live to tell another installment tomorrow.

The next night in bed I carried the story forward onto the dance floor and described how sweet it was to be romanced, even if it had been by strangers.

"It's been such a long time since you've taken me dancing. I guess I was just starved for attention."

"It has been a long time," Rick said, studying my face as I climbed aboard his hips and inserted him in me. He held my tits as I rode him hard and fast. We were rewarded with the best sex we'd had in a year or more. I even managed a bit of an orgasm. I fell asleep congratulating myself on our progress.

The next night I described the slow dancing and mentioned how I could feel the men's erections against my tummy. This admission caused a bit of grumbling which I countered by saying, "It's quite a thrill for an old married lady like me to realize she still has a little sex appeal left."

"There's nothing wrong with your sex appeal," he said, caressing my breasts as we kissed.

"You've been so understanding in letting me tell my story in my own way I have a special treat for you." I got on my knees and shifted around until I was between his legs.

"Watch closely now." I licked his dick like a lollipop, kissed the head of it a couple of times and took him in my mouth. I maintained eye contact with him as I sucked him until he was erect.

"Shit! Beth. This's wonderful. Do it some more!" 

When his eyes closed, I slid up to where I could take his cock between my breasts. I pressed them around his shaft making him a handcrafted pussy. He obviously liked that as his hips thrust up and down a few times and he came. His semen splashed onto my chin, ran down my neck and dripped onto his belly. After he finished, I released him and then, making sure he was watching, licked the semen off his stomach. His come didn't taste bad, but there wasn't near as much for me to enjoy as when Dan and Jack had come on me.

"How was that? Did you enjoy watching me do you?"

"It was great. I enjoyed it a lot. You must have been taking sex lessons or something."

"Something like that I suppose. Remember, I was hurt and angry and thought you'd cheated on me so I set out to get even. Just be patient with me and I promise--you'll get a thrilling reward."

"Our lovemaking hasn't been this good in years. If there's more like this in the future, I'm game for whatever you want to tell me." We went to sleep in each other's arms.

That exchange made it plain. I was all but convinced that he knew I'd committed an indiscretion with another man. Bless his heart, he'd accepted that without giving me the third degree--definitely a sign of progress. I was quite pleased with the way things were going so far, but there was the little matter of the second guy. How on earth was I going to finesse that? 

The next day I did something I'd never done before. I rented an X-rated video. This audio-visual aid was entitled "Wife Watchers" and to judge from the rather lurid, cover art on the box, starred three men, one of whom was obviously the husband, and a rather attractive, full-breasted brunette. We have a VHS player built into our bedroom TV and I sat on our bed and previewed the flick while I was alone in the house.

The movie was a winner--exactly what I wanted. I fast-forwarded through the genital, close-up stuff to get a sense of the content. It was all there. The guys did the girl and the hubby helped. This was the scenario I hoped to create in person. 

Plus, I got a little more education in the course of watching this epic. The husband played an active role in helping the two studs fuck his lady. I did have a bit of trouble envisioning Rick holding another man's penis and steering it into me, but I was sure stranger things than that can occur in the heat of passion.

The best part though was an interesting variation on the DP thing. While one guy sat on the edge of the bed, the girl backed up to him and the hubby held a very, generous-sized cock aimed so his wife could sit on it and take it up her back door. 

What really got to me was watching that nice fat dick slowly sliding into her, and the expression of delight on her face as she squirmed her butt, taking that hard shaft all the way into herself, finally sitting in her lover's lap. My hand found its way under my skirt and inside my panties. I was really wet. 

Her second stud got between her legs and entered her vagina. He proceeded to screw the living daylights out of her. I brought myself off when he pulled out of her and splashed his come over her belly and tits. I made a mental note and filed that position away for future reference. If the movie affected Rick anything like it had me, we should have a very interesting evening.

After dinner Rick seemed anxious to go to bed as he helped me clear the table and put away the leftovers. I had arranged for the kids to spend the night with Mary Ann and she picked them up for a night of movies at her place. After they left, I took Rick's hand and we headed upstairs. He went eagerly and I assumed he was ready for the next installment in my tale of lust.

"I have a surprise for this evening." I announced, plunking my butt on the bed. 

"Is tonight the reward you promised me?" he asked, putting an arm around me.

"No, not yet. Be patient. This is going to be a little different. I rented us a dirty movie." Rick raised his eyebrow--it's something he does--just one eyebrow at a time. I've always loved that gesture. 

"Let's get naked and watch it. Maybe it'll inspire us."

We undressed one another, climbed into bed, and watched the flick. Rick didn't have much to say while it ran. He was obviously turned on though. His hard-on stood tall as I occasionally masturbated him and he stirred a couple of fingers around in me. When the double penetration scene came on, I heard him draw in his breath sharply. I decided to add to his pleasure and rested my head on his belly so I could still watch the movie while kissing his cock now and then.

Curiously, he didn't come when the actors did. After the men withdrew from her, the wife lay back, semen glistening on her torso and streaming from her crotch. The husband climbed on the bed and ate her out. Her moans and the sucking and the slurping of her guy as he dined on her creamy pie triggered Rick's climax. He groaned and holding my head, thrust his hips upward, nearly filling my mouth with his come. When he finished, I turned my head and opened to show him my mouthful of semen before I swallowed.

"Shit, Beth! I can't believe you did that. That was so kinky. You just gave me the best climax I've ever had. Come on up here and kiss me while we watch the rest of this epic."

The final scene was where the husband took his turn fucking his woman, and when he was ready to come, he pulled out and all three men jerked-off on the brunette, shooting their semen onto her face and into her open mouth. One of the guys was a really heavy comer and spread his load from her hair down to her tits. She looked like she had taken a semen shower and, best of all, she had a big smile on her face.

I turned off the TV and we were quiet for a couple of minutes. I broke the silence.

"So, what did you think of the flick?"

"Shit, Beth. I've never seen anything like that. I had no idea people could get that creative at fucking. The movie really turned me on." He rolled over and put a hand on my tit. "However, I get the idea that the content of the movie--two studs, a wife and a willing husband--was no accident."

"No, darling. No accident. I selected that movie carefully. I'm glad you liked it."

"'Like' is too mild a term. That thing really affected me. There was something about the raw sexual power of those scenes where she pleased her men--they spoke to me."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 02



Chapter Two; The Seduction of Rick

We were seated on a plane, Beth and I, headed for Boston. My wife was positively sparkling, her eyes bright with excitement as she smiled at me every minute or two. I couldn't recall when I'd last seen her so animated. I was pleased to see her this happy, but I definitely had mixed emotions, knowing that her present joy stemmed from an impulsive act she'd committed to get even with me for cheating on her. 

She had found a thong panty in what she thought was my laundry after my bag got switched on a business trip--the first time in years I'd checked the damned thing. The conclusion she jumped to, that I had cheated on her was dead wrong--I hadn't, but she didn't wait to confront me. Instead, my impulsive wife took off for the night. 

The immediate result of her night out was a quantum leap in the excitement of our somewhat lack-luster lovelife. She introduced a new-found sexuality she'd apparently discovered during her overnight absence from home and I had my suspicions about how she'd found it. In any case, I have to admit, she really turned me on. 

During the course of a week, she devoted herself to charming me and she's very good at that. Her finale was when she rented a sex movie that featured two studs, a wife, and a helpful husband. Only after we watched the flick and she discovered that it had jerked my chain, did she confess that she had succeeded in getting herself laid on her night out. 

This came as no surprise to me, Beth's a gorgeous woman, a prize for any man, and, by this time, I'd already concluded that she'd done that and had come to grips with her infidelity. She didn't know it, but I was prepared to forgive her. What was a surprise, however, was when she told me she'd picked up two guys and that both of them had enjoyed her. 

At first I was stunned, then I was just plain mad. Beth's always been a crazy lady and that's part of why I love her, but this piece of wackiness was far beyond her usual standard. I could tell she was genuinely contrite, apologizing for making a mistake and betraying me, but she was not at all apologetic about the sex. She was outspoken about how much she had enjoyed herself. 

I was dismayed by her revelation and mulled that over, but, if I had been ready to accept her being with one man, adding another really made no difference. I love the woman, so I forgave her double transgression. 

Indeed, her graphic description of what took place that night shocked and excited the hell out of me and in that state, for the first time, I admitted to her and myself that the only sexual fantasy I've ever had was to see her with another man. 

Not only did my clever and sexy wife uncover my quirk, she also used it to seduce me into joining her for a second sexual adventure. I've never been good at denying Beth. 

So, that was how I wound up seated beside my darling wife flying to Boston. We were going there so Beth could be with Dan and Jack, the men who had introduced her to the delights of a threesome, and we were planning to spend the weekend. 

In spite of the fact that it appeared I'd have a chance to realize my fantasy, I was reluctant to go along with her scheme and told her so. She smiled at me and then made me an offer I couldn't refuse. She gave me an affectionate kiss and explained that I was to have a sexual adventure of my own. Dan had promised to provide me with a date for the weekend--one of his girl friends. The offer of the girl, plus the opportunity to see my wife in another man's arms, clinched the deal for me. The hormone level in our two seats was pretty high. 

Beth went on to tell me that my blind date for the weekend was Kelli--a pretty redhead with a "stunning rack"--as Beth described her, and I was pretty sure those weren't her words. I've always had a weakness for big-breasted women and was definitely looking forward to meeting her. 

In addition, an element of getting even had been introduced with this arrangement and I was curious. If my wife had gotten so furious with my supposed infidelity on a business trip, how would she react when faced with the stark reality of me actually fucking another woman--we'd see. 

Thoughts of being with the Kelli lady flitted through my head and I felt a stirring in my groin. I sincerely hoped she and I would hit it off. 

I wouldn't have to wait much longer for answers to my questions because the plane began its descent into Logan. We finished our drinks as the seatbelt sign came on.

"Oh, Rick," Beth said, squeezing my arm, positively glowing with anticipation. "We're going to have so much fun. You're going to love this," she said, kissing me as the plane touched down.

I had packed all I needed in my infamous, small carry-on, but Beth had brought along a huge bag for the weekend. If I'd understood her correctly, she'd spent most of the time she was with Dan and his friend naked. So, why the hell was she toting a major part of her wardrobe along for the weekend?

We found our baggage carousel and were waiting for Beth's bag when suddenly she squealed and literally ran into the arms of a well-dressed, handsome man and kissed him. I was taken aback and just missed her bag as it lurched by. We had to wait until it came around again and that gave us a minute or so for Beth to introduce us and she did.

"Rick, this gorgeous man is Dan. Dan, I'd like you to meet Rick, the best husband a girl ever had." What the hell was I to do? I extended my hand and we shook. I swear I had this weird desire to smell my fingers afterwards. Would I smell pussy? I restrained myself. Beth's bag came around again and Dan wrenched that overweight monster off the belt like it was a bag of peanuts.

"Is that everything?" he asked.

"That's it," Beth said, smiling at me. "Rick's an experienced traveler. All he has is that little black bag--barely space for underwear in there. I need more room for all my stuff." Definitely an element of irony in her remark; undoubtedly a reference to the panty incident that had led us to this point. Even Dan picked up on this, smiling at me, but remaining silent. 

I followed behind watching the two of them smiling and chatting. Towing her bag, Dan put his free arm around her waist and she bumped his hip with hers as we headed toward the parking lot.

"I think you guys are really going to enjoy this hotel," Dan said as we waited to cross the street. "It's right on the harbor with a terrific, harbor view. As I mentioned to Beth, I got us two adjoining rooms. That way we'll have some space if we need it. By the way, don't worry about the bill. The hotel and the dinner are my treat. Just a little present to show you how much I appreciate you two coming all the way to Boston to visit Jack and me."

"That sounds great," Beth said and I swear she patted his ass, but it was beginning to get dark and perhaps I was mistaken. 

"Okay this is it," he said and pushed a button on his keys. The lights in a streamlined-looking SUV came on, the back hatch opened and he hoisted her huge suitcase into the car like it was a six pack. 

Beth didn't give me a chance to choose a seat. She opened the passenger side door and slid her cute butt right into the comfy-looking seat. I got in the back. This was a very luxe vehicle! When Dan put his key in the ignition the car began to talk to him in this sexy feminine voice, asking him where we wanted to go.

"What is this car?" I asked. 

"It's a Porsche Cayenne," Dan answered. "I figure if you're going to have a SUV you might as well have one that'll go a hundred and sixty miles per hour."

"Well, let's not try out that option," Beth said.

"Relax," Dan said. "In Boston it's rare to be able to drive more than thirty miles an hour but it's kind of a rush to think I could go one-sixty." 

I was pretty sure there was touching going on up front, so I tried for a little distraction. 

"Beth tells me that I'm set up with a date for the weekend. Is that right?"

"That's correct. She's a friend of mine. Her name is Kelli and she's in her mid-twenties. Not only is she cute and funny, she loves to cuddle." He glanced over his shoulder at me and grinned. "She has other attributes too--a very sexy body and a really nice rack. I guarantee it--you're going to like her." 

"She sounds wonderful. I'm looking forward to meeting her," I said, thinking how well adjusted I felt. Here we were calmly discussing the physical attributes of a girl I'd never met, my date for a weekend of lust, with my wife listening in. What we were saying didn't seem to be bothering her one bit. From the way she was looking at him, the handsome stranger sitting beside her was going to get lucky before the evening was much older.

We pulled into the entry of a very elegant hotel right on the water, the Boston Harbor Hotel. Dan took care of checking in and I enjoyed watching the bellhop trying to wrestle Beth's big, damned suitcase out of the car. He finally succeeded and the valet drove it off. 

We crossed the exquisitely decorated lobby, caught the elevator and went up to the fourth floor. The bellhop opened the door and turned on the lights. What a room! I've traveled a lot on business and a suite like this was definitely in the five hundred dollar per night category. 

Beth was fascinated with the lights of the harbor. "Dan, this is just beautiful. How can I ever thank you?"

"I bet we'll figure out something," he said and winked at me. "Why don't you two pick a bedroom and get ready for a really nice evening. I made reservations downstairs at the supper club. They have an excellent menu. Beth told me you guys like good wine and that's their specialty--pairing the food and the wine, that is. Kelli and Jack will meet us for dinner at nine, so you have time to settle in and relax for a bit.

"I don't believe this," Beth said, after we trundled her mega-bag into a beautiful bedroom with a king-size bed. "Just look at this place. Is this wonderful or what? I love the view."

"It's great," I said. "But it's already after eight so we don't have all that much time."

"I had my hair done and bathed before I left home so all I have to do is dress and fix my face."

"I'll take a quick shower and get dressed. Just a sport coat though, no tie."

"You're not dressing to impress me tonight, sport. You're dressing for your young lady."

"Shit. That's right," I said. "Well, maybe I'll wear a tie after all."

As usual, I enjoyed watching Beth dress. An un-striptease made even more intense by the promise that I would most likely get to view the reverse performance before the night was done. 

She put on a red, thong panty that barely covered her furry muff then a matching bra that really enhanced her cleavage. She wriggled into a short, red dress that I'd never seen before and I zipped her up the back. Next, she rolled black thigh-highs up her shapely legs and when she stood, the hem of the dress barely covered her stocking tops. Then she slipped on a pair of pointy, red shoes with very high heels. She looked stunning and I felt myself getting hard.

"Do you like?"

"God, Beth. You look fabulous. I'd love to fuck you right now, but we'd be late for dinner. Look at what you've done to me," I said, cupping my hard-on through my pants.

"Save that for Kelli. Dan tells me she has appetites that match her tits." 

Amazed once again, by how readily she was accepting the fact that I was to have sex with another woman, I smiled and nodded, hoping that she was right about how simple it was to keep sex and love separate.

We rejoined Dan, who let out a low whistle when he saw Beth and said, "My, god. You're beautiful. You look good enough to eat."

She put a hand on his shoulder and stretched to kiss him on the cheek. "Dinner first," she said. "You can have me for dessert."

That casual caress and her remark made my heart skip a beat. This was really happening. 

We rode down in the elevator to the restaurant just before nine. The Maitre d' led us back to a fairly secluded spot where a couple were already seated. They stood and we greeted each other. 

Introduction to Beth's other man, Jack, another handsome guy, barely registered on me. I remember thinking that my wife had good taste in men while she and Jack shared an open-mouthed kiss. My main attention was focussed on the stunningly attractive girl whom Dan kissed while giving her cute butt an affectionate pat. 

"Rick, this is Kelli," he said. "Your date for the weekend."

I was absolutely entranced by this beautiful, young woman. At some point, I realized that my wife and her guys were watching my reaction to Kelli with shit-eating grins on their faces. Finding the power of speech, I stammered some sort of a hello.  

Taking my hands, Kelli said, "Hello, Rick. It's a pleasure to meet you." She turned her face up to mine and we kissed. A sweet and warm kiss, just a hint of tongue before our lips parted--a fleeting promise of what was to come. 

I got a chance to personally verify that the reports were true, Kelli was stacked. I'm a bit of a "tit" man, but if any girl could convince me to move that feminine feature up on my list of turn-ons, I was presently looking right into her cleavage. I must have been acting like a kid in a candy store because Dan and Beth nodded to each other, grinning like fools. 

Was my reaction to Kelli, so transparent, so clear, proof to the others that she had captivated me? I didn't care. I couldn't stop smiling at her while taking in her shoulder-length, curly, red hair and green eyes. Barely over five feet tall, she packed a whole lot of woman in her curves. She was wearing a short, black, cocktail dress that had its work cut out for it by merely stretching over her breasts. A guy could get lost between those beauties and maybe, if my luck held, I would be that guy. 

There hadn't been any overt sexuality in our get together so far, just flirting and unspoken undercurrents, but we all shared the knowledge that our evening was scheduled to end with us having sex together. I glanced at the others wondering if they were experiencing the same sexual tension that was building in me. I smiled at Kelli another time and actually shivered in anticipation. 

The addition of this lovely girl to Beth's lust equation made things ever so much more interesting from my point of view. All indications were that I was going to get a piece of Kelli's exceptionally delicious-looking tail and that made me feel much better about the entire scene. 

At first, when Beth proposed meeting her lovers, I had been concerned that I would be little more than a rooting section for "Beth's Sexual Awakening; Chapter Two." Now that I had met them, I could better understand why she was anxious to get balled by these two good-looking guys--she had picked a couple of winners. 

Judging by the expressions on everyone's faces, the main event was not too far distant and our interaction at dinner would serve as our group foreplay. I forced myself to calm down, determined to enjoy getting acquainted with my lovely date. 

We took our seats. Beth slid in alongside Jack on a banquette with Dan on her other side. Kelli and I were across from them in comfy chairs. The table was elegantly set; from the white napkins and snowy tablecloth, gold chargers at each place, to the gleaming silver and glittering, crystal stemware, it was an eye-catching presentation. I could tell Beth was impressed and so was I.

When I held her chair for Kelli, I'd caught a whiff of her scent as she parked her shapely butt and my cock stirred. She looked up at me and said, "I'm so glad you're here, Rick. I'm really hungry." 

I sat and she put her red-nailed hand on my arm, and then smiled at me as she licked her lips. "Do you like oysters on the half shell? I love them, but I'm fussy. I can't tolerate them unless they're very fresh."

"I'll bet they're super-fresh here." I found myself saying. "Let's order some."

"I'd love that," she said, pressing my upper arm against one of her cannons. 

I hazarded a quick glance at Beth who was seated between her guys. Her hands were already out of sight under the concealing tablecloth. She was watching Kelli and me with a wide grin on her face. Rather than being bothered by my obvious interest in Kelli, she actually looked amused.

"That's a good idea," Dan said. He signaled the waiter and ordered enough for us all. The wine he selected was a Sauvignon Blanc from New Zealand. We clinked glasses, toasting one another, exchanging happy smiles, and, like this entire experience, my first sip was unforgettable. At first, the wine was refreshing and fruity on my tongue, but then it exploded throughout my mouth in a rush of complex, citrus flavors. I loved it instantly. I smiled at Kelli and took a second drink before putting my glass down.

"So, where do you know Dan from?" I asked.

"I'm an actress and model," she said. "But when that work is a bit slow I pick up some extra money dancing at a gentlemen's club. Dan stops by on occasion and over time we've gotten friendly. We discovered that we had things in common, like we'd both been divorced on the same day. He asked me out and we've been together off and on ever since."

"You're his girlfriend then?" 

"Not really. Neither of us is ready for commitment. We're just 'friends with benefits.'"

"I hope I get a chance to share in your benefit package before the night is over," I said, hoping I wasn't being too forward.

Kelli laughed, a sweet, tinkling sound, and said, "I think your chances are very good. Seeing your beautiful wife with those two guys, I'd have to say that we're all going to enjoy some benefits tonight."

"I'm certainly looking forward to that," I said. Beth was positively radiant, chatting and smiling with Dan and Jack, as happy as I'd ever seen her, obviously ready to "enjoy some benefits" as Kelli had so charmingly put it. 

"I'll be frank with you, Rick," she said. "Dan's told me you know that he and your wife have..." She paused for a second, searching for words, "how shall I say this...'a special relationship.'" I nodded. "Something important that she may not have made clear is what an extremely accomplished lover Dan is."

"She's told me a little about him," I said, wondering where this was going.

"Well, whatever she's told you, she's not exaggerating. From the female perspective, I can tell you that going to bed with that guy is always an adventure. I wasn't surprised when he told me she was flying all the way from Cleveland to Boston for a repeat engagement with him. I know I'd do the same thing in a heartbeat."

So now I understood why my wife was so keen on Dan, but I didn't find the knowledge that he was a super-stud reassuring. "How about Jack?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't tell me the same thing about him.

"This is the first time I've met him. I know that he and Dan have been friends forever." She giggled. "I don't find it hard to believe that together the two of them could really ring a girl's chimes." She smiled at me. "Who knows. Before this weekend is over, maybe I'll get a chance to find out."

"What made you decide to be my date? You could have joined in the party and left me to be nothing more than a frustrated observer."

"I suppose that's true," she said, raising her eyebrows at me. "Do you like watching your wife have sex with other men?"

Her straightforward question caught me by surprise, but I decided honesty was the best policy. "This is the first time for me. I'm not sure if watching her is going to turn me on, but I've fantasized about seeing her make love to another man."

"I think that's a pretty common fantasy. I've had other men tell me that and I know Dan has been the stud for wives while the husband watches." She smiled and squeezed my thigh. "You and I are going to have a front-row seat when Beth gets it on with Dan and Jack. If that doesn't rock your world, I will." Her comment left me speechless, but that wasn't a problem for Kelli. 




Beth's Awakening Ch. 02



"To answer your question about why I decided to be your date," she continued. "After I pried the story of how he'd met Beth from Dan, I wanted to meet the man who was so well adjusted that he would escort his wife halfway across the country to visit two lovers. And you know what? You are definitely worth meeting. You're cute and sexy and I'm really looking forward to tonight."

My heart skipped a beat. Our conversation made it plain that, not only was I going to get lucky that evening, but my fantasy was about to be realized in more ways than one. My cock responded.

"What a nice thing to say. I'm anxious to get to know you better too."

"This is going to be a very exciting party," she said, pressing my upper arm against her breast. Putting her lips close to my ear, she whispered, "By the way, I love to watch too." Just then, the oysters arrived and we made a game of feeding them to each other. The sexual connotation of slurping raw shellfish had us all giggling like fools by the time we finished them. On top of that, they were delicious and the wine complimented them perfectly.

The three of us guys had Wagyu beef and the ladies had swordfish, all beautifully presented and cooked to perfection. During dinner, I discovered that both the guys shared my passion for the Red Sox. Jack talked about his boat and how much fun it was to sail out of Providence. Kelli and Beth found plenty to chat about and by the time the plates were cleared away, we had all become comfortable with one another and were well on the way to becoming good friends. 

I wondered how the evening would progress from this point and I didn't have long to wait. Beth whispered in Dan's ear and he looked over at Kelli and me and smiled. 

"I had originally planned for us to do a little dancing before we went upstairs, but Beth says she'd like to take a rain check on that. Maybe we can dance tomorrow evening." 

Dan looked me in the eye and Beth smiled at me. He and Jack withdrew their hands from under the table and moisture glistened on their fingers. I felt an instant tightening in my groin and to add to my excitement, Kelli's hand found my thigh under the table. 

"Beth is very, very wet, Rick," Dan said. "She wants to go back to the room--now." I looked at her and she nodded. An idle thought crossed my mind, I had been right when we shook hands at the airport. He was using his right hand to finger my wife. I about lost it when both guys sucked her pussy juice off their fingers.

"That's a dessert I want more of," Jack said and Dan just smiled.

"Let the games begin," Kelli quietly said to me. She squeezed my thigh and continued, "You're sure you're all right with this, Rick? Things could get pretty intense. If you're not ready to actually see Beth get laid, we could go back to my place and have a little private fun. Maybe get together with them tomorrow or something."

I looked across the table at my wife's flushed face. She was nearly panting. I recognized the signs--Beth was in heat. She was going to get fucked whether I was present or not. My fantasy of seeing her with another man was about to be realized and even better, she'd have two men. I smiled at her and she returned it, eyes smoky with lust. I brushed Kelli's cheek with my lips and said, "Thanks for the option, but I wouldn't miss this for the world." 

Her hand brushed ever so gently over my hard-on and she said, "I was hoping you'd say that. Let's go then." 

Dan signed the check and we hurried across the lobby and crowded into the elevator. There was plenty of groping going on, but it only took moments to reach the fourth floor where we headed down the hall toward the room. Dan put his card key in the slot and almost missed turning the knob in time because Beth put her hand in his crotch from behind. 

After we were all in the room, Dan hung out the "Do Not Disturb" sign and shot the night bolt. This was "the moment of truth" as they say. Not only was I about to watch my wife have sex with two men, but, with her blessing, I was going to have the thrill of making love to the very attractive young woman holding my hand. 

How did I feel about the scene that was unfolding in this hotel room? The answer was--excited and scared at the same time. That feeling I experienced as a kid when I dove off a high place into dark water. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't concerned about Beth and what she and her two lovers might do--I was. But there was no stopping now, I'd come this far and my fantasy was about to happen--with me in a ringside seat.

After meeting Kelli, the dynamics of the situation had changed for me. Now that I was with her, I was less worried about how I'd react to Beth and her lovers and more focussed on taking advantage of the opportunity to make love to this charming girl. Lust succeeded in trumping my nervousness. 

I took Kelli in my arms and kissed her. Her lips were warm and soft and her mouth opened to mine as our tongues met. My god--what a promising start! I wanted this girl, but never having been to an orgy before, I was a bit uncertain as to protocol. Where did we go from here? Was it time for us all to rip our clothes off and get it on in the same room? Should I take Kelli into the other bedroom and screw her there? I needn't have worried.

"Well, Dan. I'm going to need help unwrapping our special-delivery package," Jack announced. That light-hearted comment marked the beginning of the most intense sexual experience of my life. The striptease I had envisioned before dinner got underway as the two men began undressing my wife.

"This is our opportunity to watch for a bit," Kelli said. "Do you mind?" I shook my head, mesmerized by the erotic scene coming to life right in front of me. "It'll be like having our very own sex show," she continued, putting an arm around me. I sank into an easy chair and she sat in my lap. "I've been in a threesome with Dan and another woman. I liked that a lot, but I've never had the chance to see two men doing a woman. I don't want to miss that."

"I told you about my fantasy and now it's really happening, Kelli. Beth is making love with two men right in front of me and the evidence that seeing her with them isn't turning me off is pressing against your beautiful rear end."

"I can feel your hard-on, lover," she said, squirming her bottom on my lap. "Watching those three is making me hot too."

"That's good," I said, cupping one of her magnificent tits. "They don't seem to mind having an audience."

"That's a fact. Just look at them go. I think we're a perfect match--a pair of voyeurs and a trio of exhibitionists." Kelli put her tongue in my ear and I squeezed her tit.

"I'm definitely looking forward to more than just watching," I said, putting my other hand high on her thigh. She moved it firmly into her crotch, pushing her dress aside. I kissed her again, cupping her mound over her silky panties, feeling the heat of her sex. 

"Me too, lover, but there's no rush. We have all weekend to scratch our itches. Your wife has such a beautiful body," she said. "Has she ever been with another woman?"

"I don't think so," I said. "Why? Have you?"

"Maybe you'll have the answer to that question before the weekend is over." She covered my fondling hands with hers and moaned.

By now, the guys were well on the way to peeling Beth's red dress off of her. The bodice was bunched around her hips and they were kissing and caressing her, four hands exploring my wife's most intimate places. I kept waiting to feel shock or dismay as their hands moved over her body, but instead found that I was loving every moment of their sex play. Like Kelli had said--our exclusive sex show. 

Beth wiggled her shapely butt to assist them as they finished removing her tight dress. When she stepped out of it, Dan draped it over a chair. The sight of her standing there in high heels and sexy, red lingerie would have given a statue a hard-on. Jack and Dan were not statues. Their boners were obvious.

"Are you two enjoying the show?" Beth asked us, a hand holding Dan's head as he kissed her neck while Jack fondled a breast and caressed her ass. Putting a hand on her hip, she thrusted it forward like models do.

"Very sexy," I said, thinking how much we had missed. This lusty woman had been inside my Beth all these years, and I'd never even suspected. "I'm ready to see Act Two."

"Seeing you with your lovers is very exciting," Kelli said. "You've got me and your sexy husband hot and bothered already, Beth. His hard-on is pressing against my bottom and it feels wonderful. I'm definitely looking forward to feeling it in other places. You are absolutely exquisite and your studs are so handsome. You three could be porn stars."

"I'm glad you and Rick are getting along so well. As for me, having an audience seems to be making me even hotter than I was the last time these two guys sexed me up." 

She quit talking when Dan put his arms around her, cupped the cheeks of her ass, and kissed her. Jack stood behind her and kissed her neck while holding her breasts. Beth had her arms around Dan, but I'm sure, if she had been blessed with a second pair, they would have been holding Jack too. Both guys had their hard-ons pressed tightly against her. 

Obviously, my wife was about to get seriously laid and I didn't care what the two of them were doing to her. Hell, I was eager to see it happen. That damned Dan was an evil genius. He'd fixed me up with the delectable Kelli. With her in my arms, I was ready for whatever the two guys were going to do with Beth.

I had been caressing Kelli's breasts through her dress, but now I slipped my hand into her cleavage and cupped a soft, warm tit. She nearly purred when I rolled her nipple between my fingers.

By this time, Beth's bra was gone and Jack was holding her bare breasts. Dan was in the act of slipping her red thong over her hips, pressing his face against her furry muff when it came into view.

"Damn. you smell good," he said as she stepped out of her panty. Naked now, save for those red, high-heel shoes and stockings, she sat on the edge of the bed. Jack and Dan stood in front of her. She opened their pants and extracted their organs. I couldn't see every detail as the men had their backs to Kelli and me. That viewpoint changed when they sat on either side of my wife to finish removing their clothing. Beth smiled at us, holding a very impressive hard-on in each hand.

"God, Kelli. Just look at the size of these things!" she said, waving them at us. "I'd sort of forgotten how big they are."

"You're going to love them, Beth," she said. "I'm well acquainted with Dan's super-sized cock, but Jack's is plenty big too. Have a ball, you lucky lady." 

Kelli and I were the only ones with clothes on. "Let's get naked too," she said. We stood and removed one another's clothes. I didn't make as much of a production out of it as the threesome had, but I did manage to suck a couple of delightful nipples and bury my face in Kelli's furry nest. I was delighted to discover her thick, pubic hair was a rich, dark auburn. On top of that, she smelled heavenly. She pulled me back to my feet, sank to her knees and stripped me. Looking up at me with those beautiful, green eyes, she gave my boner a quick lick and a kiss.

She stood up and we cuddled face to face, arms around one another kissing and touching. Behind me, I could hear my wife and her guys murmuring and slurping, but Kelli was in my arms and, at that moment, she was the focus of my attention.

"I have a confession," I said. "I haven't been with another woman since I've been married to Beth."

"I can see why," Kelli said, looking over at my wife who had her lips stretched around Dan's sizable hard-on. She squeezed my hard dick. "You're going to do just fine. I'm the lucky one. With a wife like her, why would you stray?"

I kissed her again, filling both my hands with her splendid tits. "She hasn't always been like this. For years we had pretty much no sex life. I believe at one time I had more climaxes in the bathroom with my hand than I ever had in Beth."

"What happened to change that?"

"Dan and Jack are what happened. Just look at her. I can't believe what a sexual animal they've turned her into." 

Kelli shook her head. "She's trying to suck them both at once. I don't think that's possible. Let's hope she doesn't dislocate her jaw or something. But, to hell with them, let's you and me get sexy. Do you like my tits? Would you like to put your dick between them?" I nodded. "I really enjoy a nice, hot tit-fuck. My breasts are a prime erogenous zone for me and I like nothing better than to have a big, hard prick between them."

Sinking to her knees, Kelli took my cock in her mouth and got me wet and then pressed her luscious breasts around my shaft. I took advantage of the custom-made pussy she'd created for me and stroked up and down between her lovely tits. Just a few thrusts in the warm heaven she created for me and I lost control. I cried out as sperm jetted out of my cock spraying over her beautiful face. She opened her mouth and my next stream went right in. She swallowed and took my cock in her hand.

"Come on, sailor. Give me a little more," she said, smiling up at me and milking my hard-on. I rewarded her with a couple of measly drops that she caught on her tongue. "Your semen tastes really sweet," she said, swallowing and licking her lips. She wiped my come off her face with her fingers and licked them clean too. 

"I could tell you needed a little relief. That climax should take a little of the pressure off for you. Now, let's relax and watch the show some more. You've made me pretty hot and horny though. So think about how you're going to use that wonderful hose of yours to cool me down." She sat back down in my lap so we could fondle each other while we watched the three on the bed.

By this time, Beth and her two lovers were definitely in an action scene. My wife was on her knees with Jack behind her. He was clasping her hips and really putting the wood to her doggy style. Dan was on his knees in front of her, holding her head and actually fucking her mouth with his big pole. Strings of saliva dripped off her chin every time he lurched forward and pushed his big dick down her throat. All three of them were contributing to their sound track of lust with grunting and slurping and moaning noises. We watched until we were both squirming with desire.

"God, I love this," Kelli said, kissing me. "After my first threesome with Dan, I realized just how much I got off watching people fuck . Seeing him screwing the shit out of the other girl and turning her into a cumslut really turned me on."

"It didn't bother you to watch your boyfriend ball another girl?"

"Hell no. Having him fuck her right in front of me just made the sex better when it was my turn to get laid. When he screwed her--just like seeing those two with your wife," she said, gesturing at the lusty trio, "it was like watching actors getting it on. Isn't this great? I'm really enjoying our own private sex show."

"You're right. Watching those three is definitely turning me on. I know she's my wife, but what she's doing at the moment is making her a sexy stranger to me."

"That's the way to enjoy this group stuff. Just take it at face value. This is outright lust. Relax and enjoy it." 

"Speaking of lust, Kelli. The way they're carrying on they'll never even notice if we slip over and use part of the bed to get a little."

"Sounds like fun to me," she said, taking my hand. We got on the bed and when she opened her thighs I had a sudden urge to put my face in her crotch. 

Eating pussy isn't something I've had a lot of experience at doing, but seeing Kelli's luscious nest gave me an uncontrollable desire to taste her. Beth has never been particularly responsive to my attempts at oral intercourse, so I wasn't too sure if I knew the proper technique. 

Fortunately, Kelli knew exactly what she wanted and she told me just how and where she wanted my tongue in her pussy. She tasted great and she moved her hips as if celebrating the fact my tongue was in her. I licked and I sucked her and when I did her sweet little clit she came. She wasn't quiet about it either. She held my face tight against her crotch and squealed for quite some time before she released my head.

When I raised up and looked around, I became aware that Kelli and I had turned our innocent pussy-eating adventure into a showstopper. Dan and Jack and Beth were all watching us and they applauded.

"Hey, Beth. Your guy really knows how to eat a pussy," Dan observed, rubbing his cock on her cheek. "I've never been able to get her off like that."

Beth reached over and took my hand. "Are you having fun?"

"God, yes!" I said, reaching out to cup one of her swinging breasts. I was still fondling her when Jack started fucking her again. I started to tell her how much I appreciated her talking me into coming to Boston, but there was no point as she was carried away by a climax. 

Kelli was waiting and I was more than ready so I got between her thighs and entered her. She felt heavenly, so wet and warm. We fucked slowly, enjoying ourselves, kissing and stroking one another until her pussy began to spasm. I wanted to taste her mouth while I came in her so I kissed her. We explored each other's tongues as Kelli got her orgasm. 

She grabbed the cheeks of my ass and squeezed them saying, "Come in me, you fucking stud. Fill me up." I think I pumped the biggest load of semen I've ever delivered anywhere into her delicious pussy. We stayed glued together, kissing and murmuring endearments to each other until Jack tapped me on the shoulder.

"Dan and I have a tradition of eating one another's creamy pies."

"Beth told me about you guys doing that and what a turn-on it was for her. Obviously, that's something I've never done." 

"Well this your chance to join our club. We've both come in Beth. Trust me, she's awash in semen. So, if you want to get your initiation by eating a very juicy pussy, go for it."

"I'm supposed to be Kelli's date, but if she doesn't mind, I think I'm game. Are you okay with this, Kelli?"

"Don't be silly. We're going to share and share alike this weekend. As matter of fact, I'll help you eat her out. That should answer your question about whether I've ever been with another girl." 

Another surprise, but no more so than what had happened so far. One more in an evening of surprises and I had the feeling that we weren't done yet. I didn't know exactly what Kelli had in mind, but I got to my knees and moved over to Beth who was lying on her back with her knees in the air. 

She smiled at me, then reached down and spread the lips of her sex. Her lewd gesture focussed my attention on her snatch. She had been fucked all right. Her entire crotch was a gooey mess. Her pubic hair was matted and wet with sperm. A stream of come was leaking from between her pink lips and sliding down the crack of her ass. 

"Here's your pie, darling," she said, smiling at me. "Clean me up so I can fuck my lovers some more." She raised her knees, spreading her legs wide to give me room. I got in position and Kelli was right beside me. She giggled as she scooped a bit of semen from Beth and licked her finger clean. 

"Those messy guys really used your pretty wife. She's a come dump. We have our work cut out for us to get her back into shape for more screwing."

She leaned down and I watched her pink tongue dart from her mouth and lick a dollop of sperm out of my wife. She tasted it a moment, then said, "This must be Jack's. I've tasted Dan's plenty of times, but this is different. Try it and see what you think."

Shit, this wasn't a wine tasting. I knew if I spent any more time thinking about sucking other men's sperm from my wife's pussy, I wouldn't be able to do it, so I dived right in.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 02



"He's a natural." I heard Dan say after a couple of minutes. "I thought we might gross him out, but, boy, was I wrong. Look at him go."

"Speaking of creamy pies," Jack said. "I believe he left one in the delightful miss Kelli. I'll take advantage of our time-out and suck it out of her." Kelli was on her knees beside me when I felt him move in behind us. The image of how we must look to Dan filled my mind. Beth with her legs spread, Kelli and I taking turns eating her pussy, and Jack with his nose buried in Kelli's crack, licking her from behind.

I'd never even heard of eating a cream pie until Beth told me about her experience and, here I was, slurping a double dose of come from my freshly-fucked wife. What amazing lechery. Even more amazing--whenever I came up for air, Kelli replaced my tongue with hers and we shared sucking Beth's creamy pie from her pussy. Whose tongue was pleasuring her didn't make a bit of difference to Beth. She came when I sucked her and she came when Kelli licked her.

"Oh, god. Oh, Rick," Kelli said, kissing me. "Jack is going to make me come. Kiss me while I'm climaxing. I really love having you do that." I kissed and caressed her as her orgasm overtook her and she let out muffled shrieks into my mouth--a very interesting way to share in a woman's climax.

After Kelli quit spasming, we looked at each other and burst into laughter. Both our faces were covered in semen and pussy juice. 

"Now that was some deliciously wicked fun," Jack said, his face glistening from eating Kelli. "Welcome to our club." We high-fived one another.

"Congratulations," Dan said. "You're now a full-fledged member of our Cream Pie Society." 

We pretty much collapsed after that. We'd all gotten off at least once and I thought that would pretty much finish us up, but I was wrong. It was only a few minutes before I heard squishy sounds of sex. I opened my eyes and looked over to see Beth on her knees blowing Dan again and I was fascinated, watching his hard-on grow as she worked on him. When she was satisfied with his erection, she began taking his over-sized cock deep in her throat even though it caused her to gag. Dan held her head gently, letting her control the pace as he fucked her mouth. Jack awakened and moved down to put his face in Beth's crotch.

Kelli was still dozing so I was the sole spectator of my wife and her studs. My Beth was showing talents I had no idea she possessed. After a few minutes the men traded positions and I could see Beth was heating up. She was moaning while she sucked Jack's cock and moved her shapely hips as Dan ate her. When she released Jack, she said something I didn't catch and he nodded. 

All three of them got off the bed, then Jack sat on the edge and Beth backed up to him. She reached between her legs and taking his cock in her hand, she put him in her pussy and sat down in his lap. She squirmed, an expression of delight on her face, and fucked him for a few strokes until she was nice and wet, then she raised up and aimed his hard-on at her asshole. 

She looked over at me as she sat down again and I realized she was recreating a scene from the fuck flick we had watched at home. Deeper and deeper, Jack went into her until she wiggled her butt and settled down in his lap, his cock firmly embedded in her ass. She grinned at me and blew me a kiss before turning her head to kiss her lover as he reached up and cupped her breasts.

In all the years we'd been married she'd never let me fuck her ass, but she had just welcomed Jack into herself with a smile. She looked my way and said, "Remember that flick, honey? Tell me if we do this as well as they did in the movie."

She reached out and took Dan's hard-on, pulling him toward her. He positioned himself between her thighs and pushed into her welcoming pussy. She sighed and threw her head back. Dan kissed her neck and then the two of them continued kissing open-mouthed as he began moving in her. She moaned and even cried out as he fucked her hard and fast. Her cries awoke Kelli who took in the erotic scene.

"Shit! Now that's hot!" she said. "I'd like to try that myself."

"Maybe we can do that before the weekend's over," I said. "I'd love to be the man in your ass."

"It could happen," she said, kissing me.

I caressed Kelli's tits and she slowly jerked me off as we continued watching the three lovers. Dan was really working for his climax. Sweat was running off him and dripping onto Beth's tits and belly. At length, he groaned and came in her, triggering Jack and Beth who both let out cries as they climaxed together. The threesome stayed connected for as long as they could while Jack caressed her breasts and Dan continued kissing her mouth and murmuring in her ear. 

After Dan pulled out of her and flopped over on his back, I was only mildly surprised when Kelli casually leaned down and took his cock in her hand. What a wicked sight to see; Kelli using that same delectable mouth and tongue I had so recently enjoyed to clean Dan's big, wet dick while Jack was on his knees eating Beth's very juicy creamy pie. Seeing the four of them pleasuring each other made me realize just how much fun I was having being a voyeur. 

I think we all went to sleep then. At least I did and if there was any fucking going on it was off the record. I awakened when people climbed over me, apparently on their way to the bathroom. Dan was snoring so I knew he was still asleep and I just stayed in bed until I heard Beth say, "Let me get this straight. You want Kelli and me to pee on you?"

"Remember, Beth. The first time we were together you peed on my hand. I really liked that. Now I have two of you ladies with full bladders and I propose to recline in this bathtub and let you both piss all over me."

"This is pretty weird, Jack," Kelli said. "But I like weird. How about it Beth? Shall we wet him down?"

"I have to pee somewhere and if Jack wants it to be on him that's okay with me." 

Quietly, I got up and found a place to stand where I could watch their scene in the vanity mirror. Jack climbed into the tub and lay down. Beth took hold of the grab bar and swinging her leg over him, she put a foot on the inside edge of the tub, giving Jack a gynecologist's view of her vulva. She must have really had to pee because a virtual gusher poured out of her and rained down on Jack. He was jerking his cock as her pee ran off his face and chest. When her flow stopped, Beth squeezed out a few last drops and backed away from the tub. She was replaced by Kelli who quickly aimed her twat right at Jack's face. When she let go, a cascade of urine splashed over his entire head, running off his face and drenching his hair. He opened his mouth and let her pee fill it until it ran out of the sides and down his cheeks. As Kelli's stream came to an end, he jerked his cock and came on his belly.

What a quirky sex act and I was lucky enough to see the entire thing. I wasn't too surprised to find that watching them had left me with a hard-on. The girls were wiping themselves with a washcloth and Beth stopped to brush her teeth so I slipped back into bed. I could hear the shower running when the girls quietly climbed back in on either side of me, trying not to wake us sleepers. I reached out and took a breast in each hand.

"You're awake," said Beth. 

"And I'm horny. I just watched you girls piss on Jack and it really turned me on."

"Well, I can't piss on you right at the moment. Maybe later," Kelli said. "But I can fuck you." With that she climbed aboard my hips and inserted me in her warm, wet pussy.

"How about if I sit on your face?" my wife said. "That way you get a double-header."

That was a question that really needed no answer as she was already swinging her leg over my head and settling her snatch right on my mouth. I smelled a strong odor of sex as I put my tongue in her, but I didn't mind. Kelli rode me and I ate Beth. I couldn't see what they were up to but they were facing each other and I had my suspicions.

Jack finished his shower, not a golden one this time, and joined us. He stopped alongside the bed and I heard slurping sounds. That was enough to trigger my climax and I dumped another load in Kelli. Beth wasn't ready to come yet and I licked and sucked her pussy for several more minutes before she got off. 

We untangled and Jack reclaimed Beth. They began kissing and caressing each other and I was pretty sure they were planning to fuck some more. I was exhausted and keen on trying to get some sleep, a goal that seemed pretty unlikely in a bed with five sex maniacs in it.

"There's another whole bedroom right in there," I whispered to Kelli. "Would you like to go in and settle down?"

"Yes, I would," she whispered back. "These two lovers are apparently going to screw all night and Dan snores. Let's go."

We nestled down in the clean, comfortable bed with no damp spots on the sheets. We held each other and drifted off to sleep. 

Sometime in the night I became aware of a warm little hand in my crotch. Kelli cupped my balls and said, "Would you like to get it on again?"

I felt a slight stirring in my groin and an answering twitch from my cock. "I think so, but I'll need some help."

"I'm very helpful," she said. Her head went under the covers and her hot mouth engulfed my cock. In a couple of minutes she had me as hard as I've ever been. Her tousled hair came back into view. 

"Whew. I couldn't breathe under there. My pussy is a bit sore. Earlier you said you'd like to fuck me in the ass. Wanna give that a try?"

I couldn't believe my ears. A woman had just invited me to have anal intercourse with her. Just watching Jack screw my wife's ass, something she'd never let me do, had definitely excited me. And now, this very sexy woman had invited me to fuck her back door. Talk about playing catch-up--all I could say was YAHOO!

I didn't say that of course, but I kissed her and cuddled her and I told her how happy I'd be to do her that way.

"The way I like it best is for you to be on top of me in the missionary position. Here, I'll show you. Let's put a pillow under my ass. Good. Go ahead and get on me. First, put your cock in my pussy and get it nice and slippery. Okay, pull out of me. That's it. Now, I'll raise my hips just a bit and aim your dick at my butt hole. All you have to do is slip it inside me."

I did as instructed and when I entered her, the sensation was unbelievable. Her ass was hot and tight, much tighter than her marvelous pussy. Our mouths found one another and I held those incredible breasts as I reveled in our erotic connection. When I couldn't stay still any longer, I began to move. Kelli moaned and continued kissing me while I fucked her. 

A thought ran through my mind as this lovely, sexy woman put her hands on my ass and pulled me tight against herself. How many years had I fucked Beth and been this close to paradise without realizing it? That was a question with no good answer, but I knew Beth was going to give up her ass to me very soon.

Kelli talked to me as we screwed. She told me how good I felt in her and hoped I was enjoying myself. "Enjoy" fell far short of describing the sensations I was feeling, but I didn't have words to describe that degree of rapture, so just concentrated on screwing her lovely ass. 

"Don't freak now," she said. "I'm going to put a finger up your butt and press your prostate. You'll have a climax you won't believe and I think I'll be able to join you when you come. I don't usually climax from an ass fuck, but you've got me so hot that I'm really close."

She inserted her magic finger in me and she was right. I came like it was my first of the night and carried her with me. I remembered that she liked to kiss when she climaxed so we swapped tongues and enjoyed ourselves immensely as we came down from our passion.

"You are a very talented lover," she told me between kisses. "That was absolutely wonderful."

Already half asleep, I mumbled some response, rolled off her and fell asleep almost instantly. When I awoke next, I was aware that someone else was in bed with us. I opened my eyes just enough to determine that it was my wife. 

How strange that the odd man out at the orgy wound up sleeping with both women while the studs slept alone. Beth saw I was awake and said, "They both snore. I needed to get some sleep and I didn't think you'd mind sharing a bed with two ladies." 

"You're right about that," I whispered. "So, have you enjoyed your night of lust?" 

"Boy, have I ever. You watched those two guys. They fucked me in every position and combination we could think of and I loved every second of it." 

"You even got to have Kelli and me eat your pussy. Did you like having her help?"

"That was fun. I really like her and I'm glad the two of you are getting along so well." She kissed me. "Besides, like I told you, if it feels good, do it." 

"After you and Kelli left, Jack and I fucked once more--just a quicky. Then he left to go sleep on the couch. Dan took over and he's been screwing me nonstop ever since. We got off together for the last time just a few minutes ago. Boy, do I feel well used. That guy is amazing! He came in me several times, but never lost his hard-on. Even after a climax, he stayed in me and then we kissed and talked dirty to each other for a few minutes, and he'd start humping me again. This has been a totally amazing experience--a dream come true--and I'm so glad I didn't miss it. Thank you, my darling husband, for making this reunion with my lovers possible." She kissed me and said, "You're a very special man and I love you like crazy."

"I love you too, you crazy, oversexed wench," I said, cupping my hand over her vulva. "My god. You're a sticky mess."

"I know and I love that feeling. I guess I'd still be in that other bed with Dan's dick in me, but when he finally ran out of steam he fell asleep and then the snoring began. So here I am."

"I'm glad you're here," I said as my cock stirred, but when I put a finger in her she winced.

"I'm sorry. I'm afraid I'm out of action for a bit. I'm sore--and I'm a mess. You may not believe this, but I sat on the pot and got rid of tons of semen. There's so much in me it just keeps oozing out." She kissed me again. "The slipperiness between my thighs is a reminder of how much fun I had fucking my lovers. How about you, did you have fun fucking your lover?" 

"Oh my, yes. Kelli actually invited me to screw her ass. No lady has ever done that for me. On top of that, she showed me a wonderful way to enjoy anal intercourse." I kissed Beth and continued, "She got my ass-fucking cherry just like your lovers got yours."

"She did, did she. Well, that's good. Now that we're both broken in and know how much fun it is, you can have my ass anytime you want. So tell me, what was different about the way you did her?" 

"Instead of me sitting on the bed like you did with Jack, we were face to face in the missionary position with me on top. We kissed and cuddled and then she put my cock up her butt. I really like how tight she is. And then came the best part. When I was ready to come, she put a finger up my ass. Good god. What a climax I had and what made it even better--she came along with me. All in all, it was a very sweet and intimate way to lose my anal virginity."

"Oh how kinky. You said Kelli had an anal climax?"

"That's right, but she said that didn't often happen for her." 

"I wondered if other women came from butt-fucking. I've had climaxes both times the guys DPed me and also that first time when Jack got my cherry. I'll have to have her show me how to do the finger thingy."

"Do what?" Kelli mumbled.

"How to make a man come by putting a finger in his ass," Beth said. She kissed me and we went to sleep.

I awoke when Kelli rolled over and reached for my dick. Beth stirred and I reached down and covered both their mounds with my hands. A couple of days ago I could never have imagined I'd be waking up sandwiched between two naked ladies and, best of all, holding a warm pussy in each hand. Was I in paradise?

"Don't take this wrong, Rick," Kelli said after I kind of tickled her clit. "I'm temporarily fucked out. I need a little time to recharge my batteries."

"Me too," Beth said. "Cuddling with you two is very sweet, but I'm getting hungry and I desperately need to brush my teeth, and then wash the semen off myself." She reached down and cupped my balls in her hand. "We have another whole night in which to indulge in sexual adventures."

"How about you and me indulge in a bit of shopping today," Kelli said.

"I'd like that," Beth said. "Honey, why don't you go and use the other bathroom with the guys so Kelli and I can have a little privacy while we get ready."

Privacy--what the fuck did they need privacy for? We'd pretty much done every sexual thing people can do to each other and these women wanted privacy! Still, I left them and went back to the other bedroom. 

Jack was pulling on his pants when I stepped into the room. I had been naked for so long I guessed I was developing a nudist's attitude. I didn't feel uneasy about being bare-ass in front of him.

"So, that was quite a night. That wife of yours is really something. She fucked both Dan and me to a standstill. I can't remember, but if I already have, I still want to thank you again for bringing her to visit us. That was the best night of my life. Dan's in the shower."

"The ladies booted me out of there. They wanted a bathroom to themselves."

Dan came in toweling himself dry. "Did you have fun, Rick? We sure did. Beth is just insatiable. Did you enjoy Kelli? Isn't she a hot, little package?"

"I'll say. We had a lot of fun together. I'm already looking forward to tonight."

"Speaking of tonight, I have a little proposition. Now that I'm sure we're all compatible, I'd like for us to move on over to my apartment. It's just a few minutes from here and we'll be more comfortable there with a kitchen and a bar."

"That would be fine with me. I can't imagine that Beth will object, but it does mean dragging her damn suitcase along."

Dan laughed. "No problem. Jack and I would carry the thing clear across Boston for another chance to get into your wife's panties."

"Hell, I'd tote the son of a bitch to Providence for one of her blow jobs."

"I doubt that'll be necessary," I said, marveling at how well I had adapted. "Beth's an easy piece for you two guys."

I showered and shaved. We were all dressed and ready to go when the ladies made their entrance looking so fresh and pretty in short sundresses one would never guess they had been screwing most of the night.

"Wow," said Jack. "You two are beautiful. How about a quick roll in the hay?"

"Down boy. These pussies are off limits until tonight," Beth said.

We went down to breakfast, actually it was more like brunch. Another very good meal and with no grab-assing this time. Dan explained about moving to his place and the ladies liked that idea.

"I just had a thought," Dan said, then excused himself for a couple of minutes and went off to use his cell phone. When he returned he had a big smile on his face. 

"You're not going to believe this, but I got us guys three tickets to see the Sox beat the Yankees. It's an early game so it'll be over by four. That should give you ladies enough time to shop to your hearts' content. Let's plan to meet up back at my apartment at five. I made dinner reservations at a little Italian place for six-thirty."

We went back to the suite and packed. Kelli had the valet bring her little PT Cruiser around and we said goodbye as she and Beth took off for their shopping spree. We were left with the luggage and Jack ended up lifting Beth's suitcase into the car.

"Jesus," he said. "What the hell does she have in there?"

We shrugged and laughed. We got the stuff back to Dan's place and it turned out to be far more than just an apartment. It was a penthouse and it was beautiful--certainly no bachelor crash pad. Someone with talent had selected the colors and the furnishings. There were two large bedrooms and three baths, actually one of them was a powder room. The master bath had a jetted tub and a separate six-foot long shower stall with clear glass doors.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 02



One bedroom wall was covered with mirrors. I looked up--more mirrors on the ceiling. Dan saw me checking them out and said, "You'll find out how neat those are tonight."

The combined living and dining area had a terrace that was accessed through a wall of floor-to-ceiling, sliding-glass doors. Beth was going to love this place.

We had a sandwich and a beer then headed out to the park. Our tickets were at the will-call window and they were damn fine seats. We settled in and enjoyed an A-plus afternoon of baseball under a cloudless sky. We cheered and booed, drank over-priced beer, and in general had one hell of a great afternoon. To make the day perfect, the Sox beat the Yankees with a solo home run in the ninth.

Dan drove us back to the apartment and we got there about four-thirty. He mixed up a pitcher of Margaritas and we took that plus chips and salsa and sat out on the terrace. 

A few minutes past five, the entry bell chimed. I wanted to see Beth's face when she saw this place, so when Dan went to the intercom to buzz the girls in, I tagged along. He opened the door and greeted both girls with a kiss, then closed the door behind them.

Beth stood still, a stunned expression on her face as she looked around.

"I told you it was a pretty nice place," Kelli said.

"Nice doesn't begin to describe this, Kelli. This is fucking gorgeous!" 

They dropped their sacks and parcels on the couch.

"Pretty please. Give me a tour, Dan," Beth said, nearly jumping up and down as she took his hand. "Show me every inch of your beautiful apartment."

"Sure thing," he said. Hand in hand, he and my wife led the way with the rest of us tagging along. Beth gasped at the upscale kitchen, complimented the sophisticated décor, and exclaimed over the view. Saving the master bedroom for last, he led Beth into the room and stopped in front of the mirrored wall. 

He turned to us and said, "Just imagine watching yourselves in the mirrors doing sexy things like this." 

He took Beth in his arms. She put hers around him and they kissed. Their eyes joined ours as we all watched their reflections. Dan lowered a hand, slipped it under the hem of my wife's sundress and touched her thigh. She responded by reaching down, grasping the hem, and raising it up as high as her breasts. In the mirrors, we had a clear view of the smooth creamy skin of her belly and thighs divided by the chaste white of her skimpy panty. Dan's big hand slowly moved up her leg until he cupped her vulva through her panty. His middle finger lodged between the lips of her sex and they kissed again. Beth's mouth opened wide and I saw her tongue eagerly search for his. 

A peculiar thought went through my mind--this man had made my intelligent wife his willing sex-toy! They both turned to face the mirror, then deliberately posed, letting us all be witnesses to her eager acceptance of his overtly carnal caress. That was as far as they went, but it was fiercely erotic to see them, fully clothed, her dress lifted high, his hand touching her sex so intimately. He was consciously showing us his power over her by displaying Beth--demonstrating his ability to kindle her sexuality. And my wife--she was his obedient plaything. They watched their own reflection and smiled at us spectators, happily sharing their wicked caress with us. I think we all sighed in sympathetic lust--I know I did. 

How was it that Dan knew exactly what turned people on? He certainly had my wife figured out. She was looking up at him, eyes filled with desire, an expression of total acceptance on her face, as if under a spell or something. An unsettling thought passed through my mind, just how far would Beth go to please this man. 

"Stay tuned," he said to us with a grin. "More lechery later, but first I'll stir up some more Margaritas and after that we'll go to dinner." 

He gave my wife's pussy an affectionate squeeze, kissed her again, then removed his hand. Her dress fell back to cover her and the spell was broken, but the message he'd sent was clear. Dan was in control.

Uneasiness nagged at me. Sure, last night I had loved watching Beth have sex with him--hell, with both men for that matter. I had seen the two of them fuck my wife every which way, coming in and on her, but that was the obvious lust she'd told me about. What had just taken place was definitely different. Dan's deliberate gesture of possession and my wife's compliant acceptance of his caress made me wonder if Beth had in fact compartmentalized love and lust quite as successfully as she had assured me she had.

Kelli, bless her heart, picked up on my disquiet. She reached for my hand and said, "Take me out on the terrace and buy me a drink, sailor. I'll make it worth your while." 

"I'll just bet you will," I said and smiled at her. Beth and her guys were still in the kitchen getting the Margaritas together when Kelli and I went out outside. I sat and she parked her lovely butt in my lap and put an arm around my neck.

She kissed my cheek and said, "Dan is very good at this lust stuff. He has a way of sensing exactly what turns people on. I saw that look of concern on your face when Beth submitted to him, letting him casually hold her sex and display her to the rest of us. Dan tends to be dominating, so I think they were just playing their roles. Trust me. You have nothing to worry about. I'll admit that what you winessed was a compelling piece of lechery, but lechery is all it is." 

She put my hand on her breast and continued, "Your wife spent most of the day telling me what an understanding guy and great father you are. And, something else you need to know, Dan is totally unable to accept any sort of commitment. That's the main reason we're not an item. I enjoy fucking him, but I couldn't live with him. I'm not sure any woman could. Now let me help you get your mind off Dan's little psychodrama."

Our mouths met and her inquisitive little tongue soon had me breathing hard. We were in a serious lip lock and I still had her fabulous tit in my hand when the others came out with the Margaritas and snacks.

"Ah, ah," Beth said, shaking her finger at us like a schoolteacher. "None of that sex stuff until after dinner." Kelli and I disentangled and smiled at the others.

"She's so sexy and I haven't seen her all day. We just got carried away," I said.

We sat in the evening light admiring the view and sipping our Margaritas. They were blended and icy cold, just the way I like them.

"I can't believe we have to go home tomorrow," Beth said.

"Our plane doesn't leave until seven pm," I said. "We'll have a full day to mess around. Besides I'm sure we all have to go to work on Tuesday." 

"You'd be welcome to stay over an extra day or two," Dan said. "I know Jack and I can adjust our schedules."

"If you stay, we could spend a day sailing on Narragansett Bay," Jack said. "It's really pretty this time of year. Everything is so cool and green."

"We've got these plane tickets...," I began.

"I have a friend who's a travel agent," Dan interrupted. "I could give her a call in the morning and see what she can do for us."

"I'll talk to Beth."

We finished our drinks and went out for dinner. The restaurant was just on the other side of the block so we walked. It was fun to follow my wife and her two escorts, watching her swing her pretty tail. Kelli noticed the show too and we smiled at each other.

Dinner was superb with plenty of Chianti to go around and we were feeling pretty loose when we headed back to Dan's. Beth was even more twitchy on the way back. Going up in the elevator she asked, "What about that dancing I was promised?"

"I have a pretty fair sound system and all sorts of music. We can dance on my terrace in the moonlight."

"You seductive devil," Beth said and kissed him. We got off the elevator and Dan opened the door for us. He lit off the stereo and Beth looked through his CDs in search of good dance numbers. She selected a half--dozen discs and announced. "These will almost certainly get the job done."

"Would anyone like more wine?" Dan asked. I was going to refuse, but when I noticed he was opening a Petite Syrah I really loved, I took a glass. 

We moved out onto the terrace and indeed there was moonlight. It was a mild evening and the city lights sparkled on the water, the perfect setting for night two of our orgy. After last night's delightful romp, we didn't have a sense of urgency driving us, we were relaxed, enjoying the growing anticipation, knowing we'd be well satisfied very soon.

Dan and Beth were dancing to a slow and torchy love song, in reality, they were just rubbing their torsos against one another and kissing. Jack was sitting on one side of Kelli with his hand between her knees and I had an arm around her, occasionally caressing the breast closest to me as we sipped our wine, listening to the music, watching Beth and Dan make out. Before long, my wife's dress was hiked up to her waist and he was holding her ass with both hands.

"So, Kelli," Jack said, watching Dan and Beth. "Would you like to dance?"

"Sure," she said. We disentangled and within a few minutes I was watching both girls get a butt massage. I didn't mind just being a spectator; I had a delicious glass of wine and a sexy show to watch. 

Beth and Dan took the next step in their quest for the perfect climax. He took her hand and they headed for the bedroom and its wall of mirrors. Jack and Kelli lasted until the end of the tune, and when Jack started to lead her toward the bedroom, she stopped for a moment, extending a hand to me.

"Come on, lover. There's always room for one more." What a sweet and generous girl. 

So far as I could recall, Kelli and Jack hadn't actually screwed. I remembered him eating her out, but I was pretty sure he hadn't had his cock in her. Well, they were overdue. I wasn't in a rush, there'd be plenty of pussy to go around and I'd get my share before the night was over. In the meantime, I was going to enjoy watching my beautiful date have sex with another man. I stopped to refill my wine glass, then followed them.

Dan had adjusted the lights to a pleasant level so we could see each other clearly but without glare. Clothes flew left and right and the room was suddenly full of naked people, five of us in the flesh and five reflections. In the muted light, I settled in a comfortable chair and took it all in, hands stroking bodies and holding sex organs, mouths meeting, kissing and sucking, lovers constantly shifting position until I wasn't sure which were flesh and which reflections. I took another drink of wine, a bit of a buzz only adding to this carnival of the senses.

I watched the foreplay, anxious for the next step, hoping to see both women get fucked simultaneously. The scene unfolded for me with Beth pinned to the mattress by Dan, his big hard-on plunging deep, she holding his ass, grunting each time he bottomed out in her, sweat glistening on them. They stole glances at their reflections in the mirrors and responded to their carnal images, pausing for long moments, kissing and caressing one another.

Kelli was astride Jack, hands braced on his chest, riding him hard, her breasts bouncing prettily each time his hips met her ass. They too were watching themselves in the mirrors. 

I took another sip of wine, a neat trick when jerking off, but I didn't spill a drop. 

Kelli threw back her head, letting out little cries, announcing her climax while Jack held her tits and squeezed her nipples, shouting as he came in her. I was perfectly positioned to score the first creamy pie of the night.

After Kelli fell off his hips, lying back on the pillows, catching her breath, I finished my wine, put my glass down and moved between her thighs. She smiled at me and raised her knees. Her legs opened and, in full view, just below her auburn, pubic nest, her freshly-fucked pussy oozed Jack's deposit from between pouting lips and beckoned me. She was flushed from her climax and so very beautiful. I leaned down and kissed those lips a couple of times.

"I missed you," she said, stroking my cheek. "You should have joined us. I could have gotten you off with my mouth."

"Watching you was all I needed for the moment," I said. "You're so wonderfully sexy that you really turned me on." Then I slipped my tongue into her and got into dining at her "Y." She held my head and her hips squirmed a bit, but she didn't come as I finished eating her pie.

I moved up to where I could kiss and caress her while we watched the "Energizer Bunny" fuckers. Dan and Beth had changed positions and were engaged in a spirited sixty-nine with Beth on top. Her cute ass was on display in the mirrors as Dan's tongue lapped her sex. 

Kelli was holding my hard-on as we watched them and I was thinking about mounting her when Dan said, "Hey Rick. Get over here and give me a hand. Your wife needs a cock in her ass and my dick is really happy in her mouth. I see you've got a nice stiffy she can use." He gave Beth a little slap on her butt. "How about it, you sweet cocksucker? Would you like to have your hubby fuck your tight, little asshole?"

"Unh, huh," my wife answered from around his cock.

"Last night you told me you'd never done Beth's ass," Kelli said, getting to her knees and tugging at my hand. I nodded "Come on then. This is your chance to correct that oversight. I'll help get you ready."

I got to my knees and moved around behind Beth. Kelli took my cock in her mouth and really got me wet. Her saliva ran down onto my balls. Since I was positioned right behind Beth and Dan still had his face in her pussy, I can only assume he got to share in the spit shower. Kelli took my dick in her hand and aimed me right at my wife's asshole. I moved forward and slipped effortlessly into Beth. 

My experience of fucking ladies' asses being rather limited, I don't want to get into the comparison game. All I'm going to say is that she was wonderful, very tight and hot. If pressed, I'll stick to saying how much I loved screwing both girls. I began to fuck Beth and it didn't take long for the earth to move for me.

Kelli put that magic finger up my butt and I just lost it. I hollered and moaned and shot every drop of semen I had up my wife's ass. My orgasm triggered hers and I held on to her tits as she shuddered in ecstasy. The combination of my cock in her ass and Dan's tongue in her sex brought her off. When I softened and withdrew from her, she rolled off Dan and, exhausted, fell back on the pillows. Kelli pulled me down alongside herself and and kissed me.

"This is amazing," I said. "Every time I think I've just had the most intense orgasm of my life, I have one even better."

I'm glad," she said. "I enjoy making you come. You're so appreciative."

"Well, I'd appreciate a little help getting off too," Dan said. "I think I've done my part to make sure you all got a great piece of ass, but I haven't come yet. I even put up with Kelli's spit dripping on me and Rick's balls dragging back and forth over my face. Come over here and give me my reward, Kelli."

"You've already had Beth, so I guess it's my turn," Kelli said, getting off the bed.

"That's right, sweetie. Get over here and make Danny come. That's it," he said, touching her hip. "Turn around and face the mirror so I can watch while you put my dick in that hot little cunt of yours." She guided Dan's erection into herself and sat in his lap. He reached around her and cupped her magnificent tits, holding them out like twin offerings, displaying them for us watchers. 

"Just look at these knockers," he said, squeezing them tight enough to make Kelli squirm. "This little bitch is custom designed for fucking."

Kelli had an unhappy expression on her face. Instead of her usual big smile and sparkling eyes, her face was expressionless and those beautiful eyes were cast down, avoiding our gaze. 

"Come on, baby. Shake your little money-maker. Danny wants to fill your cunt with his come."

Despite the denigrating way he was treating her, the view was still splendid. Kelli did indeed have a marvelous body and we had a full frontal view of her with Dan's big hard-on disappearing into her just beneath her auburn tuft. She put her hands on his thighs for leverage and began to move. 

"That's it," Dan said. "Fuck me good. I want to show our friends what a grateful, little cunt you can be when Danny throws a fuck into you." 

He squeezed her breasts again, then leaned back on the bed and let her do the work. Her tits swayed as she leaned forward and worked her sex up and down on his erection. Even if the emotional vibes were not so good, the visual stimulation was terrific. Both Jack and I had our hands on Beth and she was returning the favor. Kelli was beginning to sweat with her efforts and her skin gleamed as she continued riding him. I'm sure we all thought she would get him off that way, but we were wrong.

"That's enough fucking, Kelli. I want some head now. I've decided that I want you to suck me off so I can shoot my load all over your pretty face. Get down on your knees and show our audience what an accomplished cocksucker you are." She dismounted, then turned around and followed his instructions. 

I recalled what Kelli had told me about Dan's character after the scene with my wife and the mirrors. What I saw now confirmed what she'd said. This was domination rather than an expression of shared passion. From my own experience, I knew her to be a warm and generous lover. I couldn't understand why he'd want to demean her this way. 

Despite the harsh way she was being used, she was still beautiful and I couldn't help but admire the sweeping curve of her back and the rounded contours of her heart-shaped buttocks as she bent to her task. For a couple of minutes there wasn't a sound except the slurp and suck of Kelli's mouth on Dan's hard-on. She gagged a couple of times as he put his hands on her head and forced his over-sized prick into her throat.

"That poor girl needs help," Beth said, slipping off the bed onto her knees. She put an arm around Kelli and took Dan's cock in her hand. Kelli flashed her a small grateful smile, backed off and Beth replaced her. 

"This is goddamned fine. Two bitches," Dan said to me. "Just look at your sexy wife, Rick. Look at her down there on her knees, sucking my hard cock. How do you like seeing her doing that?"

"I like it a lot," I said truthfully. "She looks so hot with her mouth stuffed full of dick."

Even though I'd responded, I was still taken aback by this exchange. I glanced at Jack, He raised an eyebrow and gave a tiny shrug. I decided to go along and see where this might lead, besides, watching them was exciting the hell out of me. Dan was holding Beth's head in his hands, his cock stretching her lips as he literally screwed my wife's mouth--a fantastically lecherous sight! 

"I'm glad you're enjoying the show, but the best is yet to come," he said, laughing. "Get that--did you like my little play on words? What's about to come is me." He closed his eyes and moaned as Beth licked the head of his cock. "Shit! This woman of yours is so good! The only thing I like better than having one bitch suck me off is having two of them do me together. Now pay attention, ladies. Make sure those guys have a clear view when I shoot my wad on your pretty faces." 

The women shifted a bit to make sure Jack and I could see the action in the mirrors.

During the next ten minutes or so, they took turns licking his balls, letting him fuck their mouths, and jerking him off as he described, in detail, how hot their mouths were and what excellent cocksuckers they were. When his climax arrived, he shouted and his cock erupted in a fountain of sperm that splashed onto their faces and hair. Jack and I watched the girls share the last few drops that he milked from his softening dick before licking his sperm off one another. I was speechless.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 02



"You cunts give some mighty fine head," Dan said, patting their hair. "Now I've got to get a little shuteye. I'm gonna want to fuck you both again when I wake up."

"I'm staying right here with you," my wife announced, kissing Dan and cuddling up to him. "I want to be handy when you're ready for that piece of ass."

"Shit," Jack said. "That was the hottest thing I've ever laid eyes on and it still didn't get me hard. I need some sleep too." He opened a closet, found a blanket and headed for the living room couch. 

Just as we had last night, Kelli and I retreated to the second bedroom. This one had a nice, king-sized bed, but no wall-to-wall mirrors. After we snuggled down together, I held her in my arms and said, "I'm sorry about the way Dan treated you. He was pretty cruel." I kissed her and put my hand between her legs. "I have a confession. Watching him abuse you and Beth definitely turned me on. What he did to you two apparently appealed to a side of me I never knew existed. I wouldn't enjoy doing something like that to you myself, but seeing him use you and Beth that way while he talked to me was very exciting. You were right, Dan's a genius at sensing what a person's hot button is and he certainly managed to push mine."

She began to weep silently and in a subdued voice said, "That's Dan all right. He can be a bastard--a real Jekyll-Hyde personality--as nice as can be one minute and the next he turns into a real prick. I seem to be stuck in this situation and I have to put up with his shit if I want to hang around with him--and I do. I can't live with the son of a bitch, but I can't live without him."

"Well, you've got Beth and me now. We're your friends."

"I'm glad. You two are so nice--so well-matched. Have you been married long?"

"Going on twelve years. We got married when we still in college. We were almost virgins on our wedding night."

"You told me I was the first girl you've fucked on the side," she said, taking my stiffening cock in her hand. "That's amazing."

"What's amazing is how lucky I am to be here in bed with you. If it hadn't been for Beth's mistake, I wouldn't be doing this," I said, moving my fingers in her pussy. 

"I'm really glad she screwed up," Kelli said, kissing me.

"Speaking of virginity," I said. "How did you lose yours?"

"It's not a pretty story. My stepfather raped me when I was sixteen."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to awaken bad old memories."

"That's okay. I've dealt with that long ago. What I haven't dealt with is that damned Dan. I really appreciated it when Beth helped me out of what was shaping up to be an ugly scene. That was a very nice thing for her to do. After being humiliated like that, I definitely need a friend or two." She kissed me and gave my cock a squeeze. "I do have one teeny favor to ask of my new friend though."

"Anything, Kelli. Ask away."

"Even though I didn't particularly enjoy that scene with Dan doesn't mean he didn't leave me horny. Would you please make sweet love to me." 

"It would be my delight," I said and kissed her. We took our time and we did make love, a sweet, conventional, missionary fuck with lots of kissing and fondling.

"Thank you," Kelli said after we both climaxed. "I really needed that. You've made me feel like something more than a blow-up fuck-doll." We fell asleep in each other's arms and, in a repeat of the first night, Beth joined us before daybreak.

I stirred and she whispered in my ear, "God, honey. Sleeping with that guy is such a rush. He is the horniest thing. Believe it or not, he fucked me two more times after you guys left. But after that he went to sleep and I couldn't stand the snoring. I'm not even sure if ear plugs would help."

She reached around and held my dick and we fell asleep. Dawn was filtering into the room when I became aware that our bed was shaking. I was pretty sure it wasn't an earthquake and I was right. It was Jack and he was fucking Beth from behind.

"I got kind of cold out there all alone," he said when he realized I was awake. "So I came in here to get warm and Beth's hot little pussy seemed like just the ticket."

"He feels good in me," my wife said drowsily and kissed me. "I figure it won't take him long. After he comes in me, we can all get some more sleep." She was right. Jack came and the four of us napped out.

It was full daylight when I awoke next. Beth and I were in bed alone--a first for the weekend. I could smell bacon frying so someone else was up. The bathroom door was closed and I surmised that was where Kelli was.

Beth had thrown off the covers and I watched her sleep. She was completely naked, lying on her back with her arms over her head and one leg bent at the knee--a "careless look"--the term my mother used to describe young women who didn't have their legs tight together. She was simply beautiful--my very own Reclining Venus--a classic statue in the flesh. I watched her begin to stir and marveled at how her crazy mistake had changed our lives. I loved this woman and was so happy she was my wife. She opened her eyes, stretched, and yawned, then smiled at me and said, "What time is it, lover?"

"I don't have a clue."

"Is that bacon I smell?"

"Smells like it to me."

"This's a good way to wake up," she said and turned over toward me. "So, tell me. Are you having fun?"

"Beth, I don't have words to describe how much I've enjoyed myself this weekend. When you told me your bogus Arabian Nights stories, I went along with you because I was curious to find out what had made such a dramatic change in you. You thought you conned me into going along with this, but I was your willing dupe and I have no regrets. I haven't had as much sexual pleasure in my entire life as I've had these past two nights."

"Me too, lover. And the best part is--this time you're sharing it with me."

"I have been concerned a couple of times. I was uneasy when Dan displayed you in front of the mirrors and again when he humiliated Kelli."

"I know what you're saying. Those things bothered me too, but Kelli told me some things about Dan. He's never had a successful relationship. He's been married and divorced twice. She loves him but doesn't see much chance for their future. It's kind of sad."

"I really like Kelli. She's a very generous and sexy girl."

"I like her too. I don't feel the least bit jealous or threatened when I see you with her. How about you? How do you feel after watching me with my lovers?"

"Beth, I didn't realize it was possible to have this much fun screwing. I think I have a better understanding for why people become addicted to sex. When we got married we were pretty young and inexperienced. Sex was fun, but somehow the stress of making a living crowded that pleasure out of our lives. After we started a family and bought a house, I guess I just lost sight of the delight we had shared."

I kissed her and stroked her silky body. "You told me how exciting this group stuff would be, but I didn't really believe you. I'm sure our Catholic upbringing had something to with that. Sex was a duty they told us. They managed to paint it in the worst light. Until this weekend, recreational sex was just a term I'd heard. Not any more--now I'm a convert."

"Naturally, I had my doubts about how you would react to seeing me actually have sex with another man, but I had to take a chance. In my mind, the excitement of my first encounter with Jack and Dan outweighed the risk to our relationship. Your response to my confession led me to believe that you'd be all right with sharing me. Just think, our sexual liberation happened because I jumped to the most stupid wrong conclusion of my life. I'm just so happy that it's turned out well."

"That's an understatement. I'm discovering a side to me that I never knew existed and I'm loving it. So what do you want to do? Dan has invited us to stay over."

"Oh, Rick. Just thinking about having another day to fuck that guy prejudices my thinking."

"It's no secret that he really rings your chimes, Beth. I love watching you have fun, but we do have a life back home. I'm guessing that Dan will be able to adjust our plane tickets or whatever. A guy with a lifestyle like his is definitely a heavy-hitter."

She giggled. "That would describe Dan. He is heavy hung and he definitely hits my G spot."

"So, if I'm reading you right, you don't want to go home yet."

"Not exactly true, Rick. This has, without a doubt, been the most exciting weekend of sex in my life. I have three lovers plus a very sexy new girlfriend. I don't want to go home, but I think we should. It's not fair to my sister and the kids for us to stay away any longer."

"Jack really wants to take us sailing. Does that appeal to you?"

"Are you kidding? Of course it appeals. I've never been fucked on a boat." I laughed.

"If we got a rain-check on the boat event, it'd give us an excuse to come back."

"That's my guy. Let's do that. In the meantime, we have a whole day to play sex games. I don't know about you, but I plan to be totally fucked out by the time we get on that plane this evening."

Kelli was just finishing drying her hair when we went into the bathroom. We kissed her and Beth broke the news that we were going home that evening.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I've enjoyed you both so much, but at least we have today," she said, smiling at me and nodding at my limber cock. "I'm looking forward to more of that, you sexy man."

"Kelli," Beth pulled her close and whispered in her ear. She smiled and nodded.

Beth and I showered together. We soaped each other and rinsed each other and had the best time bathing since we were newlyweds. I dressed in jeans and a tee. Beth threw on a robe. We went out to the dining area and discovered that Dan had created a fabulous breakfast with bacon, which we had smelled, eggs any style, fried potatoes and toast. We started with really delicious coffee and sweet rolls. Again I was amazed at how fresh we all looked considering how late we had been up and all the fucking that had gone on.

Kelli was in her robe too and, like me, the other two guys wore jeans and short-sleeved shirts. Beth and I broke the news to Dan and Jack about our departure. We could see they were disappointed, but then Jack extended his sailing invitation again and we accepted, explaining that we would like a rain-check. They both brightened considerably at the prospect of our returning.

"Well, we've got today," Dan said with a smile. "I wonder what sort of sexy mischief we can dream up."

"How about this for starters?" Beth turned on the stereo. The sounds of Britney Spears' "My Prerogative" filled the room. She and Kelli dropped their robes. They were nude save for very brief thong panties, which somehow made them look even more naked. Kelli's was a deep emerald green that matched her eyes, Beth's, a bright canary yellow.

Us guys sat speechless, admiring them. Both girls danced a bit, setting their breasts in motion, then stopped and bumped their butts together.

"So, who'd like a lap dance?" Kelli inquired. 

Jack said, "Me, Kelli. Please do me."

"With pleasure," she said, swinging a leg over his and settling in his lap facing him. He immediately began sucking her nipples and she held his head in her hands. Beth looked at me. I knew she wanted more of her Dan, so I smiled and nodded. She sat in Dan's lap facing him. He smiled at me and nodded. 

"This looks like a promising start," he said and cupped Beth's breasts in his hands while they kissed. The girls squirmed their sexy bottoms around on the guys' laps and I couldn't vouch for the guys under them, but watching their thong-clad asses in action made me plenty hard.

After a few minutes, the music quit, but that made no difference. By now both couples had found their own rhythm. 

"I've gotta lose these pants," Jack announced. 

"Me too," Dan said. The girls stood while they got naked. Beth started to peel off her thong, but Dan stopped her. "No, leave it on, sweetie. It'll be much nastier fun fucking you while you're wearing it." He was right. I took off my clothes and sat at the table watching both couples get it on. Jack lifted Kelli a bit, moved the crotch of her panty aside and his hard-on slithered into her. She sat back down and their lap dance turned into a long and passionate fuck. 

Dan and Beth followed suit and it was obvious he had figured out what turned me on. He turned a bit, deliberately exhibiting my wife's ass for my viewing pleasure and I got to watch his long, hard cock slide deep into her pussy. After just a few strokes, Beth started to moan and then she came. As her climax subsided, she held his head against her breasts and I could see her murmuring in his ear.

"My goodness," Dan said to me in mock surprise. "Your sweet wife says she wants more Danny dick and she wants it from behind."

"Well, don't disappoint her."

"Okay, Beth. Let's lean you on the table in front of your horny husband so you can smile at him while I fuck you."

While they were getting situated, I heard the other pair of lovers climaxing. One major advantage of fucking a woman who is seated in the face-to-face position on one's lap became obvious. Even after the man comes, he can stay in her much longer, kissing and cuddling while enjoying the afterglow. I looked forward to trying that with Beth.

However, that would have to wait, my wife was a little busy at the moment. Her torso, supported on her elbows, was spread across the breakfast table facing me. She had one foot up on the seat of a chair to give Dan easy access to her sex and he was taking full advantage of her compliant position. I stood up momentarily to watch his cock enter her. After they were connected, I sat back down to enjoy seeing my darling get the shit fucked out of her.

Both of them had expressions of concentration on their faces as they worked on achieving the perfect climax. Beth's tits bounced with every thrust Dan made as he held her hips and plowed into her. Her eyes were open, looking at me, but unfocussed as she concentrated on their hot coupling. They were both making noise, she moaned and even sort of growled, a sound I'd never heard her make. Then her moans turned into climactic wailing and Dan shouted, "Shit, I'm coming." He pulled out of Beth and jerked his prick, spreading semen all over her back. 

Beth's eyes slowly lost their dazed look and she smiled at me.

"See why I love having this guy fuck me," she said. 

That's how our last day began. Kelli took care of me orally and, believe it or not, after that we even watched some baseball on TV. Around noon Beth announced she was getting hungry. After a few lewd comments about what she could eat, Dan called out for pizza.

I wondered if this was going to be one of those fantasy scenes where the ladies seduce the pizza man, but no, our ladies were too selective for that nonsense. Dan pulled on his clothes and went down to get the pizzas when the delivery guy buzzed.

We sat around the table, the very one that my wife had sprawled across while her lover screwed her. The five of us naked people all shared pizza together. What a rush!

Sometime after lunch we all wound up in the bedroom and after a lot of complicated foreplay, Dan asked Beth if she would like to try all three of us guys at once.

"Not only yes, but hell yes," was her answer. So we did her. Dan was in her pussy, Jack in her ass, and me in her mouth. It was obvious we were slowing down and that wasn't a bad thing as it prolonged our pleasure. We finally reached our climaxes and mine was terrific.

"I'm feeling left out," Kelli announced.

"Well, that will never do," I said. "I think I can help you feel needed." I got her to lie down on me in the sixty-nine position and I ate her to climax, but I couldn't come again. 

We all took a siesta and the short rest paid off. Our day of lust literally came to its final climax with Jack using Kelli's ass and me under her with my cock deep in her pussy and an up close and personal view of Dan's big fuck engine pillaging Kelli's sexy mouth.

Beth stretched out alongside us and acted as our rooting section while caressing all of us. I'm not sure I could have come again without her sexy talk and affectionate hands, but I did, along with the others. Kelli missed swallowing some of Dan's sperm and it rained down on my cheeks and forehead. I had eaten his loads out of both girls, but this was different. Beth saw my consternation and, laughing, she leaned over and licked my face clean.

With that we went to get cleaned up and packed. Beth showered with Jack and Dan. She told me later how lovingly they had washed her and dried her.

"Shit, Rick. They made me feel like a fucking princess or something. All three of us were nearly in tears. At least I was while they were telling me how much fun they'd had and kept on thanking me. Maybe it was just horse crap, but it sure made me feel good."

I knew where she was coming from. My shower with Kelli was pretty emotional too. "You've been so nice to me," she said, crying a little as she held me. "If there's anything I can do to repay you for the pleasure you've given me this weekend, don't hesitate to ask." It was a "no-brainer" to promise her that I would. 

After that, we packed. Dan and Jack carried our bags down and jokingly bitched a last time about how heavy Beth's was.

We caught our plane and headed home after the most exciting sexual experience of our lives. The events of our adventure were running through my mind as Beth, exhausted, settled down for a nap. I looked over at her and realized how glad I was that she'd seduced me into going to Boston. 

Meeting and enjoying Kelli was enough to make the entire weekend wonderful for me, but, in addition, I had seen a side of my wife that I'd never suspected existed; an amazingly powerful and uninhibited sensuality. Even after living with her for all these years, I hadn't had a clue how passionate she could be. I love Beth and have always enjoyed pleasing her and our trip to Boston had definitely accomplished that. She had obviously revelled in making love with Dan and Jack and watching her with her lovers certainly satisfied my long-standing fantasy. 

We had opened a new door in our relationship and I didn't have a clue where it might lead, but if more adventures like this very erotic weekend were in our path, I was eager to step out on our journey.

Before joining my wife in a nap, a thought passed through my mind. If a basically conservative couple such as ourselves had indulged in such an uninhibited, sexual romp, I wondered how many of the people on that plane might have had similar experiences. I doubted that I'd ever be able to meet another couple and not speculate as to whether they too welcomed lovers into their bed and relationship. 

After that, as tired as I was, I joined my wife and we slept until the plane began descending into Cleveland.



Beth's Awakening Ch. 03



Chapter Three; Friends and Lovers

Those first days after our return from Boston Rick and I lived in a somewhat surreal state. I know I was somewhat preoccupied and, more than once, I saw Rick pause, a faraway look in his eyes before smiling at me. I could hardly believe that we'd done all those deliciously lascivious things with those sexy people, but we had. We touched one another a lot and our lovelife was very special. 

We took turns playing "remember when." An especially delightful way of reliving, in the utmost intimate detail, scenes from our weekend. We had succeeded, not only in rejuvenating our sex life, but also in reigniting the sheer joy of our emotional relationship which had been placed on hold for too many years. What we had shared together in Boston appeared to have strengthened our love for each other, allowing it to grow and surpass anything we had previously experienced in the eleven-plus years of our marriage.

Proof that our weekend wasn't just a sexy dream had arrived in the form of a lovely and expensive flower arrangement the day after we got back. With it was a card which read: "Our heartfelt thanks to the two of you. Let's get together again soon! Love, Dan and Jack." I put the bouquet on the counter between the kitchen and the dining area where I could keep it watered and make the flowers last. Every time I saw and smelled the beautiful red roses, they brought back fond memories of our Boston fling.

A week passed and, despite my best efforts, the roses died. I had to wipe away a tear when I threw them out. As always, life subsided back into our regular routines of work and home life with after school activities for the kids. I resumed my soccer mom persona and Rick was busy putting out fires at work. 

The morning after we'd returned from Boston, I drove over and picked up the kids from my sister's place. They were great, they'd scarcely missed us, but Mary Ann was a different story. She wasn't her usual cheerful self. I was concerned, but I really hadn't the time to devote to her that day so we set a date to have lunch on Wednesday of that week. 

By the time our luncheon date rolled around, I had gotten some insight into what was troubling her. My son had mentioned that his Uncle Bill, who is what they called Mary Ann's live-in boyfriend of three years, sure was drinking a lot. His sister agreed, "Yeah, Mom. He drank a whole bunch of beers and went to sleep in front of the TV every night we were there." 

Poor Mary Ann. My kid sister, whom I dote on, is four years younger than I and has a heart of gold. Since she was a little girl, she has always reached out to puppies and kittens and other helpless things. In my opinion, that's the best explanation for how she got hooked up with Bill--she must have felt sorry for him. 

Again, my opinion, that would have been easy for a tender-hearted person like Mary Ann because Bill was a sorry piece of shit. Since they'd been together, he'd never held a job for more than a week and my sister, who worked as a chairside assistant in a dental office, supported the loafer. 

Mary Ann and I were at a little deli close to her office during her lunch hour. Over our sandwiches and iced tea my suspicions were confirmed. Uncle Bill was the problem and, thank goodness, she wanted out of the relationship. My sister isn't the world's most decisive person and she was at a loss to figure out a way to weasel out without hurting the asshole. I listened sympathetically but impatiently to the handful of witless schemes she proposed.

Finally I said, "Okay, sis. I'll help you get rid of the creep. Here's what we'll do. You give up your apartment and move in with Rick and me. The kids love you and we have plenty of room for you, but not for Bill. That'll take care of your problem. I predict that useless Bill will find someone else to sponge off of in short order." She looked like a drowning person who has just latched onto a life ring. Between smiles and tears, she took my hands and thanked me. 

That very weekend Rick and I rented a trailer and moved her out of her apartment. We left behind a hungover and rather befuddled Bill, sprawled in a leaking beanbag chair, surrounded by his spiffy wardrobe of grubby T-shirts and jeans that we'd emptied out of dresser drawers and dumped on the floor. He didn't argue or try to stop us. He merely complained that now he wouldn't even have a TV to watch the game on. He shut up when I pointed out that the apartment was only paid up for one more week and he'd better get his ass in gear before he found himself living in a dumpster.

My sister settled right in with us. She had her own space in a cute little suite over the garage that we'd created for company several years before. In addition to a separate outside entrance, there was access through our upstairs hallway so she had use of the guest bath. 

At twenty-eight, Mary Ann is a very attractive girl. Her hair is shoulder-length and dark blonde, her eyes, a changeable green, and she has a tight but lushly feminine figure with high, firm breasts, like mine used to be before I had two kids. A classic, heart-shaped ass completes her package. At five foot eight, she's taller than me by two inches which has been a standing joke between us forever because she's four years younger than me--my kid sister. Rick likes her a lot and she keeps telling me how lucky I am to have him.

I've suspected for some time that chemistry existed between those two. Not long ago that thought would have really bothered me, but with my newfound approach to life and love, I just asked myself, what was the worst thing that could happen? Well--they could fuck each other. 

With some amazement, I realized that I didn't really feel threatened by that possibility. I loved them both and if they found pleasure in each other's arms that would be a good thing. Not only could I tolerate that, perhaps, if the vibrations were right, I told myself, I might even join them. 

After our recent adventure, I felt more secure about Rick's love. However, contemplating that possible scenario didn't mean that I was anxious for my husband and my sister to actually get together. The relationship between the three of us would likely have gone on just as it had for years if fate hadn't intervened. 

Mary Ann quizzed me about our weekend in Boston, but I dodged her questions merely saying that we met friends there and the guys went to a ball game while my friend, Kelli, and I went shopping. That was a technically correct account, but far from the whole story. Telling her that semi-truth made me feel like a freaking politician. 

The plot thickened one afternoon when I was dropping off the kids at soccer practice--honest. Mary Ann was home alone when Kelli called wanting to talk to me. According to Mary Ann, she was close to being hysterical, sobbing that Dan had kicked her out, and saying that she didn't know what to do. I could tell my sister was somewhat taken aback as she reported this. I guessed that Kelli's plea for help had apparently confirmed that the relationship between her and me was quite a bit more intense than just that of casual, shopping acquaintances. She had left a phone number and I went up to my room to return her call.

Mary Ann was correct; poor Kelli was distraught. She answered on the first ring and began sobbing heartbrokenly as she explained that Dan had ditched her, after telling her that they were no longer a couple. 

"The nerve of that bastard! You know what he said to me, Beth? He said, 'I don't want to live with you anymore, but we can still fuck once in awhile if you get hard up for a screw.'"

"Oh, Kelli. I'm so sorry. You yourself said he was incapable of having a normal relationship and this is proof that you were right."

"That's not all," she said. "The bastard really hurt my feelings. The night after he threw me out I needed cash for an apartment deposit so I was dancing at my usual gig, the gentlemen's club where we met, when he came in with this absolutely stunning, blond bitch. So I got an up-close and personal look at who had replaced me. One of the other dancers recognized her. Her name is Kate and, get this, she's a former cheerleader for the New England Patriots."

"Are you serious? A cheerleader." 

"Believe it--a fucking cheerleader of all things. I was so mad I didn't know what to do, but then I decided to really strut my stuff and give Dan a good, long look at what he wasn't going to be touching again any time soon. I must have been really hot because the rest of the audience cheered and whistled and I got a shitload of tips. As for Dan, the son of a bitch actually tucked a fifty in my G-string while the Kate cunt flashed me a self-satisfied smile. He made me feel like a whore, but I kept the cash."

"Kelli, honey. You're no whore. Dan was just being a prick. You yourself were the one who told me how he uses people. I'm so sorry he's hurt you. If you need a place, we can squeeze you in here. My sister is living with us at the moment, but we have an extra guest room. What do you say? Would you like to get away for a few days?"

"God, Beth. I'd love to see you and Rick again. I've missed you both so much. I'll have to dance a couple more nights to get the money for a plane ticket and to have a little extra. I imagine they have clubs there in Cleveland if I run short."

"Don't worry about that. We'll be looking for you, darling. Give us a call before you fly and we'll meet your plane," I said and hung up. This could get complicated. Kelli was a sweetheart, but she did have X-rated tendencies. I wasn't worried about my sis, but school was over tomorrow and I'd have to find a situation for the kids for a week or so. Then I thought of Rick's sister, Janet, who lives in Anaheim out in California. We had talked about taking the kids out there for a Disneyland adventure one of these times and it looked to me like this could fill the bill. I called her and, bless her heart, she was delighted.

"Don't worry about a thing," she said. "Just let me know when you want them back."

So, that complication was under control, but I suspected others were sure to arise. I noticed my sister giving me odd looks when I went back downstairs, but, preoccupied as I was, thought no more of it. One thing for sure, the news of Kelli's impending arrival would certainly tickle the hell out of Rick. 

I was right. After I told him Kelli that would be staying with us for awhile, you couldn't have wiped the shit-eating grin off his face with a large, economy-sized towel and it only got wider as I explained I had made arrangements for the kids to go to California. 

"God, Beth. You're a genius. I'm sorry Kelli is having a problem with Dan. But, I think we all saw that coming. I must admit, I'm definitely not sorry she's coming to visit." 

We were sitting on our bed and he was changing out of his office clothes. I looked over and his shorts were tented. I put a hand on his hard-on. 

"Wow! Just the mention of her name gets you hot and bothered." He kissed me, putting his hand on my breast as I gave his cock a squeeze.

"You're right about that. A visit from Kelli is an event to look forward to. When you told me she was coming to visit I flashed onto all the fun we had together in Boston. Maybe we can recreate some of the magic we discovered there right here in Cleveland."

"Let's have an undress rehearsal," I said, wriggling out of my tight jeans. Rick took me like a proper stud and after we'd climaxed and were cooling off, I said, "Well, I have to get dinner started."

"What a crazy and delightful relationship we have, lover," he said, kissing me. "We've created a perfect mixture of marital bliss and crazy-ass lust."

I put the kids on the plane to California on Tuesday and Kelli called on Thursday to say her flight would arrive in Cleveland on Friday afternoon. "Oh and Beth--I have a surprise for you and Rick."

I didn't take the bait and ask what the surprise was, I merely reassured her that I would meet her at the baggage claim.

I wasn't surprised when Rick offered to leave work an hour early and join me. He picked me up and we drove to the airport and parked in the short-term lot. Her flight was on time and we went down to the baggage carousel and waited for the passengers to arrive. Being almost six feet tall, Rick spotted Kelli over the crowd first and I saw his eyes widen as he began to wave. 

"Shit, you didn't tell me Jack was coming with her."

I looked and my heart skipped a beat. By then Kelli and Jack had spotted us and were waving back. The next few minutes were a blizzard of kisses and hugs that culminated with Jack kissing me passionately and murmuring, "That'll have to last us until we can get to someplace less public." 

Kelli appeared to be having a similar effect on Rick because he was hunched over and furtively adjusting the front of his pants which did little to conceal his hard-on.

We got their luggage and headed for the car. It seemed natural to find myself in back cuddling with Jack while Kelli slid into the front seat. We made out on the way home, and even though it wasn't a very long trip, we were well launched on our foreplay. I had Jack's pants open and was kissing his delightful hard-on. He had one hand down my jeans, fingers stirring around in my pussy, and his other inside my shirt holding my breast when we pulled into the driveway. I had no idea what was going on in the front seat and didn't care, but when I raised up I couldn't see Kelli's head. 

I swear, the thought of Mary Ann hadn't crossed my mind until that moment. As the garage door rolled up, it hit me--what the hell was I going to tell my sister? No question--Rick and I were going to have sex with our friends, so I had to give her fair warning beyond what I had already told her--namely that Kelli would be staying with us for awhile. While I struggled to come up with a plan, I was busy adjusting the clothing Jack had damned near gotten off me during our short trip. Despite my desire, which was to shed all my clothes then and there and indulge in some full-bore fucking, I first had to deal with Mary Ann. 

"Listen up, you guys," I said. "Jack, like I told Kelli, my sister is living with us. She's here now and that's a problem. She doesn't know about us and our...very, close relationship. Fortunately, she's a broad-minded girl, but I'm still going to need ten minutes or so to bring her up to speed. So, everyone just cool it. We'll start with introductions and a drink like the good friends we are, and then, I'll take her aside and talk to her." 

A look of disappointment flashed across Jack's face. I kissed him and said, "Be patient with me, lover. You won't regret it." Rick raised his questioning eyebrow at me while Kelli tucked her breasts back into her bra, then we went inside. Mary Ann was watching a sitcom on TV and turned it off as I made introductions. I swear, Jack quivered like a bird dog pointing at a quail when he smiled at her. She was dressed casually, braless in a bare-midriff T-shirt and tight, faded jeans. I've seen her dressed that way a thousand times, but now I looked at her as Jack might. What I saw was a very pretty girl with an ample bust and a really curvy figure. Even with no make-up and her dark blond hair drawn back in a girlish ponytail, she was definitely an attractive woman. 

Knowing Jack, I was sure he was already trying to figure out a way to get into her pants and find out if she was as hot as her older sister. Both Kelli and Jack gave Mary Ann friendly hugs and it seemed to me that Jack pressed her closer than necessary, but she didn't seem to mind. I asked Rick to make us drinks and he took orders. Mary Ann opted for a Margarita as did the rest of us.

As soon as she and I had our drinks, I turned to her and said, "Can I talk to you in private for a couple of minutes?" Her eyes widened, looking perplexed, then she nodded and followed me into the den. I closed the door and we sat down. That was good. I didn't want her to fall down if she fainted with surprise at what I was going to tell her. 

"I have a confession," I began. "I expected Kelli to come alone, so Rick and I were prepared to keep our little secret from you, but she's brought Jack and that complicates things beyond what I can manage." I stopped and took a generous gulp of my drink. "The fact is--Jack and I are lovers."

Mary Ann's eyes widened. She took a big swig of her drink, but didn't say a word. 

"To complicate things even further," I continued. "Kelli and Rick also sleep together." I paused as she gasped. "And, all four of us have had sex together--not only in the same bedroom--but also in the same bed." Mary Ann's eyes widened and she started to speak. "Before you say anything, I have to tell you that Kelli and Jack are dear friends and the world's nicest people. In Boston, when we went to bed with them and our other friend Dan, Rick and I experienced the most intensely exciting sex we've ever had." I paused and we both took another generous swallow of our Margaritas. 

"The important thing for you to understand is that the sex Rick and I share with our friends is lust, pure and simple. He and I are still very much in love with each other. By accident, I discovered the difference between lust and love a month ago when I made a huge mistake. Remember when I asked you to take the kids?"

She nodded and drank again.

"I thought Rick was cheating on me, which he wasn't, and I set out to get even. The night I left the kids with you, I planned to pick up a guy and get laid for revenge. As it turned out, I picked up not one, but two guys. Jack was one of them."

Mary Ann snorted into her drink. "Two guys! You're kidding." 

"No, I'm not. The two of them gave me the most exciting night of sex I'd ever experienced. During the next week after my lusty encounter, I managed to tell Rick all about my wild night and how I'd discovered the difference between love and lust. I must have done a good job because, not only did I talk him into letting me have an encore with my lovers, I convinced him to go along and participate. So, that's why we went to Boston. Rick is a very generous and considerate man."

Mary Ann nodded. "God! I guess. Let me get this straight. You thought Rick was running around on you? That is so unlikely. Whatever made you think that?"

"It's kind of a long story, but in a nutshell I found a pair of panties in his luggage and jumped to a totally wrong conclusion."

"So you went out and picked up two guys?"

"That's right. AfterJack and his buddy, Dan, fucked me pretty much every way two guys can do a girl, and with me loving every minute of it, I discovered I had been wrong about Rick. Boy, was I ever confused. Obviously, I felt really guilty for betraying him, but, at the same time, I wanted more of the crazy sex I had enjoyed with my lovers."

"Wait. I'm having trouble believing this. The two straightest, most conservative people I know can't be involved in this crazy shit you're describing."

My heart sank. How could I make her understand? "Mary Ann, the truth is that Rick and I were having problems at the time. Our lovelife sucked and it wasn't getting any better. We were growing farther apart every day. This 'crazy shit,' as you refer to it, saved our marriage." I took another hit off my Margarita. If our chat lasted much longer, I was going to require a refill. 

"By being very careful about the way I let him in on my guilty secret, taking several nights to complete my tell-all confession, I made a critical discovery. Like you, at first Rick was shocked, then he was angry, but he's a loving man and in the end, he forgave me. He told me he couldn't imagine how a one-night-stand could make such a change in me. So I offered to let him take me to Boston to find out first-hand. At first, he wasn't too keen on this, but after he admitted that, for years, he'd had a fantasy of watching another man make love to me, he agreed to go."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 03



"No shit," she said, her eyes widening as she took another drink. "This is incredible. So, what happened in Boston?" 

"What happened there changed him too. Dan fixed him up with a girlfriend of his--namely, the lovely Kelli who is in our living room at this moment. Rick really got off on being with her, and on top of that, we also confirmed that he is a bit of a voyeur. He really did enjoy watching those two men make love to me."

"My god, Beth! That's so totally kinky," she said. "I'd never have suspected that of Rick." 

"Well, it's true and what's more we're well matched. Having him watch me and then join in when I'm fucking another man really rings my chimes too. You'll have a chance to verify that for yourself before this evening is over if you wish. To make a long story short, after we met Dan, Jack, and Kelli in Boston, all five of us shared in a wonderful, lust-filled weekend. That experience has strengthened our marriage as well as electrifying our own sex life and those effects have lasted. I've never been happier."

"I've certainly noticed how lovey dovey the two of you have been lately." 

I nodded. "With the arrival of Jack and Kelli, the opportunity for Rick and me to recharge our batteries has been delivered to our doorstep and we want to take full advantage of it. We're going to spend the next several days and nights absolutely wallowing in lust with our lovers. The kids are in California and you're a grown-up girl, so I'm not going to apologize for what the four of us are about to do." 

Mary Ann took another swallow and said, "Okay, you and Rick have both fucked around with this couple. Jack has fucked you while Rick watched and acted as your rooting section--right?" I nodded and she took a deep breath. "Now, be truthful. It didn't upset you even a tiny bit to see your husband fucking Kelli?"

I shook my head. "Not a bit. That weekend we watched one another when we were both fucking other people, not only in the same room, but also in the same bed, and we even helped each other do it. Trust me. This group stuff is sex on steroids!"

"Oh my," she said, squirming her butt against the chair. "I know I should be grossed out, but I think your confession is making me hot instead." I don't know what I expected her to say, but that wasn't it. 

"Well, I can tell you, you're not the only one," I said. "I'm wet as hell just thinking about the excitement that awaits me in the other room. So, that's my story," I said, taking another drink.

"That's some story," Mary Ann said, draining her glass. 

"One last item," I said. "I don't want you to be uncomfortable with this. You can do whatever you want. Feel free to stay in your room or go to a movie." I paused and looked her in the eye. "You'd even be welcome to join us if you wish. I saw the look on your face when Jack hugged you and I'll guarantee you'll have fun if you do. In any case, the four of us are going to screw each other's brains out this weekend and we're going to begin the minute I step through that door, so you don't have a lot of time to make a decision."

I hoped that what I'd told her wouldn't damage our relationship. I noticed that my hand was trembling as I raised my Margarita glass to my lips and drained it.

"I knew that something was going on," she said. "It was so out of character when you and Rick made that sudden trip to Boston. And, I have my own little confession, I listened in on your conversation with Kelli. What I heard let me know that you two are a lot closer than just shopping buds." She tipped her glass back, drained the last few drops of her drink, and said, "So, would it be all right if I just watched?" 

I breathed a qualified sigh of relief. On one hand, it appeared Mary Ann was going to handle this twist in our relationship just fine, but on the other, having her ask if she could watch us threw me for a loop. What was she up to? Was she merely curious? Would this cause trouble for us all? From past experience I knew that my sister had quite a wide conservative streak. I took another drink and stalled a few moments thinking this through. 

Would her presence pose a problem? Not for me. By then I was so horny I'd have had sex on a stage in front of an audience. She had admitted that my confession had turned her on and I presumed that was her motivation for wanting to be a voyeur. I was willing to bet that Rick, Jack, and Kelli couldn't care less if Mary Ann watched, so I said, "That's okay with me, but I think we'll all be more comfortable if you get naked along with the rest of us."

She hesitated for a very short moment and said, "Okay. I can do that." Then she blushed and just blurted out. "I have one more question. How would you feel if Rick and I got it on?"

So, that was what was going through her mind. Lust rears its needy head and conservatism flies out the window. As I mentioned previously, I had already considered this possibility and my answer came easily. 

"I've suspected for awhile that there was an attraction between you two and I'm comfortable with that. I just want you both to have fun. God knows, after loser Bill, you're overdue for some decent loving. Oh, and one more thing, don't be shocked by what you're going to see. We are definitely a triple X event--in the heat of the moment anything goes with us."

Mary Ann stood up, held out her empty glass and said, "Fine. I'm ready to get naked and watch you guys do your stuff. Let's go get a refill and let the party begin." 

I hugged her and said, "I am so happy you're my sister. I'm a very fortunate girl." She smiled and kissed me. When we went back into the living room, everyone still had their clothes on, but all three of them had inquiring looks. 

"Mary Ann and I need another drink and make it a husky one, honey," I said to Rick. While he mixed up our Margaritas, I said, "I've told Mary Ann all about our lecherous ways and she wants to watch. I didn't think any of you would mind, so I said yes. Oh, and guys, she's agreed to get naked along with us."

Rick and Jack exchanged smiles and nods, then my husband said, "Hell no! I don't mind. I've wanted to see my pretty sister naked for years." Mary Ann blushed but smiled too.

"I've only just met you," Jack said to her, "but as you are now aware, I know your lovely sister rather intimately. Mary Ann, you're absolutely beautiful and I hope I'll get a chance to get better acquainted with you too. But more than anything else, I want you to do whatever makes you comfortable."

"Mary Ann, you are simply gorgeous," Kelli said. "So like your wonderful sister in some ways, but you have exciting differences. I'd love to have you join our little group."

Mary Ann smiled and said, "No promises, Kelli. I want to see how this affects me. But I'll help get the ball rolling." She took a big swig of her Margarita, put it down, and with a single flowing motion crossed her arms in front of her, grasped the hem of her shirt, and pulled it over her head. Her high, firm breasts swayed as she pushed them out and said, "Here's my contribution to your night of lechery."

"My god, Mary Ann. Your tits are absolutely beautiful. Could I kiss your nipples?" Rick asked.

"Down, big fella. I'll watch you guys make love to each other for awhile and then, if that rings my chimes, maybe I'll join in."

"That's okay with me," Rick said. "Just remember, if you do take the plunge I get to be the first guy to kiss your nipples."

"I'll drink to that," said my sister, saluting him with her Margarita glass and settling into her favorite, easy chair.

I put a slow number in the CD player. Jack took me in his arms and we sort of danced. At least we were vertical and had our arms wrapped around each other. I held the cheeks of his ass as he did mine and we ground our pubic areas against one another while we soul-kissed. God, that man has the nicest hard-on and having it pressed against my belly made me so smoking hot. 

I glanced at Rick and Kelli who were similarly occupied. When all four of us came together in the middle of the room, hands roamed over my body, searching fingers touched between my legs, pinched my nipples, and caressed my ass. For my part, I held hard-ons and fondled tits all the while kissing Jack. Our mouths separated and Rick leaned in and we shared an open-mouthed kiss while he held Kelli who was kissing Jack passionately.

After that, all four of us had the simultaneous urge to get naked and clothing fairly flew. I removed some of mine, some of Kelli's and helped Jack step out of his boxers. Rick slipped my panty down and I felt his tongue slide up my backside. When I bent down to kiss Jack's rampant hard-on, I noticed that Kelli was already on her knees with Rick's cock out of sight in her mouth. 

I stole a glance at Mary Ann. She was sitting still, but eyeing us intently. She held her naked breast in one hand and the other cupped her mound. She saw me look at her and jumped up. Quickly, she unsnapped her jeans, wriggled them over her hips, her panty going with them, and then, my sister was as naked as the rest of us.

"Let's go upstairs and get comfortable," I said, taking Jack's hand and leading the parade up the stairs. Jack slipped a couple of fingers in me and they felt so good I had to stop at the top of the stairs, bend over and put my hands on the floor. As I'd hoped, when presented with this opportunity, he spread my cheeks and pushed his face into my crotch. He licked me from my pubic hair across my clit, through the lips of my pussy, tickled my asshole, and finished at the top of my crack. I nearly came right then and there.

"Hey, no fair," Rick said. "You're holding up traffic." I laughed and sprinted into our bedroom where Kelli helped me peel the covers back on our king-sized bed. 

Kelli laid down, raised her knees and crooked her finger at Rick. "Come here, big boy. From my point of view, it looks like you're packing just what this girl needs." Rick climbed on the bed, got on his knees between her thighs and entered her. She put her arms around him and they kissed. Without any more preliminaries, his ass began to move and they just plain fucked. 

Jack was lying on his back beside them. His lovely stiffy standing tall, he reached over and affectionately cupped one of Kelli's generous breasts as Rick humped her. I took his erection in both hands and started to blow him.

"Oh, that's nice," he murmured, caressing my head while still holding Kelli's tit. I closed my eyes and took him as deep into my throat as I could manage without gagging, all the while massaging his shaft with my tongue. He moaned his pleasure and put a second hand on my head. God, how I'd missed our group-sex lechery. When I pulled back to take a breath and opened my eyes, I discovered that Mary Ann's head was about a foot away from mine. She was licking her lips nervously while staring at Jack's erection.

"I've never even seen that big of a cock before," she murmured, watching me masturbate him with both hands. I could see raw desire in her eyes when she said, "How the hell can you get that huge thing so deep in your mouth?"

I giggled and answered, "Practice, practice, and more practice. Would you like to give this lovely cock a kiss?"

"Yes," she said. "I'd like to do that." I held his penis for her and she was drawn to it as if to a magnet. Tentatively, she kissed the bulbous head, then her tongue appeared and licked his shaft a time or two, finally she opened wide and the head of Jack's dick disappeared into my sister's mouth. Her lips caressed his shaft, her cheeks bulging as her tongue swirled around his hard prick. Mary Ann, my consrvative kid sister was blowing my lover. 

"He's an absolute delight to fuck, sis. He's a generous lover and really knows how to make a girl come." She rolled her eyes at me, but didn't quit sucking Jack's cock. "Why don't you climb on and do a sixty-nine with him. He's also an accomplished pussy eater." She looked at me for a long moment, then, still without removing her mouth from his hard-on, she sidled sideways and swung a leg over Jack's head. 

"My, what do we have here?" Jack asked, putting his hands on her ass. Adding to the general aura of lust, Kelli was noisily enjoying her usual multiple climaxes while Rick enthusiastically fucked her. Jack fondled Mary Ann's shapely butt with his big hands and continued, "This is a pussy that definitely needs eating." He kissed her sex and began to lick her. Up to that moment, the only sounds in the room were the juicy, slapping of Rick and Kelli's hips coming together along with her cries of pleasure, but now the slurp, slurp of Jack licking Mary Ann and her moans of pleasure added to the song of lust. 

My sister was holding his shaft in both hands, her head bobbing up and down, taking him deeper into her mouth with every stroke. I moved close to Jack's head and could see that his busy tongue was producing results. Mary Ann's hips were beginning to move, pressing her sex tightly against his mouth. He looked me in the eye, winked and then took her clit between his lips and sucked her joy button. Since Jack had done the same thing for me, I could almost feel the sensations that I knew his tongue and mouth were giving to my sister.

"Make her come good, lover," I said, fingering my own clit.

Mary Ann let out muffled shrieks and moans, but kept Jack's cock in her mouth. She gripped his shaft and masturbated him with both hands, her lips stretched tightly around his hard-on. 

She was doing a terrific job of sucking his cock and I recognized the signs of Jack's impending climax. I wondered if she knew that he was about to erupt in her mouth and moments later I had my answer. Ready or not, Mary Ann was going to get a mouthful. Thrusting his hips upward, he let out a bellow and began ejaculating. My sister didn't flinch. She stroked his shaft helping him deposit his copious load in her mouth. From experience, I knew this guy could produce a lot of come. She swallowed and then swallowed again, drinking his sperm, but still, he got ahead of her and droplets of his semen escaping from her mouth, coated her lips and gathered on her hands. When Jack finally quit unloading, Mary Ann lifted her head and looked up at me, her eyes glazed with lust.

"Welcome to our world," I said, stroking her hair. "That was just a warm up. Wait until he fucks you."

"That delightful event won't occur for a few minutes," Jack said. "Your sweet little sister just gave me the best blowjob I've had since her big sister left Boston."

"Well, before this weekend's over you can add Cleveland to your best blowjob list," I said.

"I already have," he said, affectionately kissing my sister's pussy.

Mary Ann didn't appear to be in a big rush to get off Jack. She just rested on him, licking his sperm off her hands and lapping his limber dick like a cat grooming her paws. 

"God, Beth," she said, dismounting from my lover. "I know you told me, but I had no idea it would be this intense. You were right, this is sex on steroids. It seems that I've joined the orgy. I can't believe how excited it made me knowing you were watching Jack eat my pussy while I sucked his cock. That's not even taking into account how sexy it was to have Rick and Kelli fucking right beside us the whole time." She smiled and waved Jack's limber dick at me. "Thank you for introducing me to this splendid cock."

"You're more than welcome, honey. The nice thing about a good one like Jack's is that you just can't wear the damn thing out--so enjoy."

Rick and Kelli appeared to be coming down from their spirited fuck. When he rolled off her hips there was no doubt she had been thoroughly ridden. Semen was seeping out of her and running down her crack. "Kelli's box is looking pretty yummy, Jack. Do you wanna do the honors or should I eat her out?" Rick asked.

"Don't you dare," Jack said. "Her creamy pie is all mine."

"Boy, you guys are really nasty," Mary Ann observed, watching Jack lie down between Kelli's thighs and begin licking and sucking her messy pussy with gusto.

"Just wait, Mary Ann," Kelli said. "Having a guy eat your pussy after you've been fucked is special. I get a whole string of little climaxes when one of my lovers does me this way," she said, demonstrating by holding Jack's head against herself and letting out little shrieks of pleasure as his talented tongue found her secret places.

Rick raised up on his elbows and said, "This is shaping up to be a tough night. I still see two unfucked pussies here and I'm temporarily out of action. The last time we did this we had super-fucker Dan to help us out."

"I'll bet us owners of the unfucked pussies can help cut down on the recovery time," I said, sliding down and taking Rick's cock in my mouth.

"Are you still hot to kiss my nipples, Rick?" Mary Ann asked. "I'd like that a lot." 

"You bet," he answered. "Come on over here and push those beauties right in my face." Mary Ann leaned over him and I watched my husband kiss my sister's breasts. How marvelously quirky to see him do that while I was blowing him. In a matter of moments, therapy from us two sisters worked and Rick's hard-on reappeared, stiffening nicely in my mouth.

"You ladies are doing good," Kelli said. I glanced at Mary Ann and she had an expression of pure lust on her face, holding his head against her tits as Rick sucked her nipples and kneaded her breasts. "If you think that's fun, let him fuck you, Mary Ann," she continued, moving over to give Rick's fresh, new boner a kiss. "He's a very accomplished and gentle lover--the perfect man to welcome you into our group." That was all it took. Mary Ann's tits, Kelli's comments and our loving mouths had succeeded in making Rick's cock as stiff as I'd ever seen it.

Mary Ann looked at me intently. "Are you absolutely certain you won't mind if Rick screws me?" 

"Like I told you earlier--in the heat of the moment anything goes and I meant it," I said, licking the head of my husband's spit-slippery hard-on. I hefted his balls, showing them to her and said, "I've got him all ready for you. Now you can have a ball,...or two and whatever comes with them."

She slid down the bed, molded her body against him and they soul-kissed. Their tongues darted back and forth, tasting one another's mouths for the first time in passion. I'd seen them kiss many times before, but those were mere gestures of affection betweens, not like this. This kiss was pure, unadulterated lust. 

My husband's hand slid down her silky back to caress the smooth curves of her ass, and then, his fingers were in her crack, moving gently. Mary Ann responded by rolling onto her back and opening her legs. I was surprised to see how hairy her pussy was, much more so than mine. Carefully, he inserted a finger in her, then a second, and her hips moved in response to his caress. She was slowly masturbating him as he continued touching her, his fingers stirring around in her pussy, pausing to circle her clit--the exact, same way he touched me. I knew precisely what intense pleasure my sister was experiencing.

I was close enough to hear my husband murmur, "You're really wet, lover. Are you ready for me?"

"God, yes," she said, spreading her legs wider and thrusting her hips toward his magic hand like a bitch in heat. "Mount up and and fuck the shit out of me. You have no idea how much I've wanted this. I've had the hots for you ever since I was a teenager. Come on. Stick that beautiful cock in me and rock my world."

That worked for Rick, he got to his knees, positioned himself between her welcoming thighs, and aimed his cock at her entrance. Mary Ann's hand snaked down between them and kept him on target, holding the shaft of his stiff dick until it sank out of sight within her. 

We three spectators let out the breath we had collectively been holding--the new lovers were connected. They continued kissing and caressing one another, but lay still, concentrating on the thrilling sensations of new lust. 




Beth's Awakening Ch. 03



As a witness to their intimate union, I had some peculiar feelings. I had experienced the same reality check the first time I saw Rick fuck Kelli. I didn't feel jealousy exactly. What flooded over me was a bittersweet sensation. I was watching a couple having sex for the first time, a man and a woman experiencing the fresh rapture of their initial act of passion. I struggled to understand and then it struck me. What I was feeling was a sense of loss. 

This special moment, the unique feel and taste of a new lover, could never again be experienced by this couple. They might lay together another thousand times, but their unions would never again be as memorable and exceptional as this, their first act of love. The implication of this realization staggered me. Knowing my own reaction to that first penetration and the feeling of a new lover, was I doomed to forever seek this perfect moment for myself--taking one lover after another, always searching for the rapture that only a fresh new lover could provide? I had no answer to that question and it scared me. I began to tremble and Kelli felt it. She put an arm around me and kissed me on the cheek probably imagining I was upset at seeing my husband screw my sister. 

"God, aren't they beautiful?" she whispered. I just nodded. They truly were beautiful and I wasn't jealous. I was envious. I wanted to replace my sister beneath Rick and feel what she was so obviously experiencing. Now that I thought I knew what motivated me, I wondered if I would be driven to seek that special, new lover, searching from man to man, looking for that particular one who could give me the ultimate orgasm. And just how would I recognize when I'd found him? That whole idea was a very disturbing prospect. 

I had to have something to distract me. I looked over at Jack and he had a hard-on again, apparently from just watching the lovers. "Need some help?" I asked, reaching over to hold his beautiful erection. 

We continued watching as Rick slowly began to fuck her, almost as if he were afraid she might break. With his first movement, Mary Ann closed her eyes, remaining motionless beneath him with her hands at her sides. After a few minutes of gentle, unhurried intercourse, with pauses for kissing and caressing, her hands crept up to hold his butt, then she began moving her hips, meeting his thrusts. She looked over at us, her green eyes dark with lust and said, "God, Kelli. You're right. Rick is a wonderful lover. Thank you so much, sis." 

Then her hips began to arch, her head rolling back and forth on the pillow as Rick picked up his tempo. He stopped suddenly and they kissed again, then his ass clenched as he drove deeply into her. Kelli and I shared glances and smiled. We both enjoyed having him do that to us. Mary Ann's hands caressed his back and clasped his butt. Kelli joined me and we double-teamed Jack, taking turns slowly masturbating him while we watched the lovers reach for their climaxes. 

"Fuck me, Rick! Fuck me right there! Oh, god. Yes, that's so good!" He broke into a sweat and increased his pace still more. Mary Ann's head whipped from side to side and she began to wail. My husband cried out, his ass cheeks clenching over and over as he ejaculated in my sister. 

From my point of view, their coupling was proof of just how much I loved them both. I had given them the best gift I could, permission to enjoy one another and share those first-time feelings that I coveted for myself. Rick collapsed on her and they continued to kiss and pet as he softened in her.

"Thank you, Mary Ann. That was fantastic," my husband said. "You're marvelous. I hope this is just the first of many times we'll be together."

"I'm the one that should be thanking you. Look how sweaty you are, you poor dear. Not only did you do all the work, but you just gave me the best climax of my life. Being with my boyfriend Bill was never like this. He always smelled of sour sweat and stale beer. I swear, his idea of foreplay was chugging a beer before we went to bed, then he'd just climb on me and pump away until he came. After he was done, I felt like I'd been raped." 

"Even though you said you wanted me, I could tell you were really tense," Rick said. "Your body language was all wrong. At first, when you didn't respond to me, that told me you were very wary of letting go. That's why I took it really slow to give you a chance to relax and begin to enjoy yourself before we got down to some serious fucking."

She kissed him and continued. "No wonder Beth loves you. You have wonderful instincts. You're absolutely right. After Bill, my expectations were in the cellar. I enjoyed doing oral with Jack, a first for me, but that wasn't intercourse. You've opened my eyes to the joy of having a man actually make love to me. I'm never going back to just being some asshole's come-dump." 

She looked at me. "Thank you, Beth. You are special to let us enjoy each other. By the way, Jack, I'm not putting down the way you ate my pussy. I just don't have anything to compare it to. I've never even done sixty-nine, and then, to have my lover bring me to a climax--that was a special treat. Now I'm eager for my second course. Sex with Rick was so much fun I'm anxious to have you."

"There's no hurry. I'll be here all weekend, Mary Ann. I'm looking forward to fucking that tasty pussy of yours, but let's take our time," Jack said. "Anticipation will just make it better when we do get it on. Right now we need to get on with business. I believe you've got a creamy pie that needs attention."

"You ate the last one so this one's mine," Rick said, withdrawing from Mary Ann. Scooting down the bed, he eagerly lapped her pussy until she was clean. She obviously enjoyed his caresses, holding his head tightly in her crotch. I was curious and took his cock in my mouth, not only to clean him off, but also to get a taste of my sister. Jack was right. She was sweet. 

"I'm feeling kind of left out," I complained, giving Rick's cock a kiss. "I've helped all you guys get fucked or sucked and I've not had even one teensy, weensy climax."

"Let's have another Margarita and give me a chance for a little rest, then maybe, just maybe, since you've been such a sweet and generous girl, Jack and I will double-fuck you," my husband said. "I know how much you like that."

"God. That sounds delightful. You're only promising me my very favorite thing of all time. I'll hurry up and get those drinks."

"I'll do it," Mary Ann volunteered. "You stay right there and rest up for your big event. Rick and I'll bring back a whole pitcher of Margaritas."

"You'd better go along and keep an eye on them, Kelli. As hot as those two are for each other, I don't trust them not to get carried away and fuck in the kitchen."

The three of them headed downstairs and Jack and I were left alone to cuddle and talk. "It sure is good to see you and even better to hold you again," he said, cupping my breast in a big hand. I returned the favor by holding his dick and kissing his face.

"I missed you too, you big fucker. So tell me. How did you come to escort Kelli out here?"

"Well, I don't know what she's told you, but the truth is Dan virtually threw her out. That really pissed her off, injuring her pride as much as anything. Can't say I blame her. That was harsh of him. She's always been there for Dan and now she's been evicted, or at least that's what Dan wants her to believe."

"Well, the shitheel really hurt her." 

"I talked to the conniving SOB after Kelli called me. He told me this story about how he had a chance to score this red-hot, beauty-queen, cheer-leader-type by the name of Kate. You know how he operates. The big asshole loves a challenge. He thinks that she's jealous and possessive so he decided he'd have to shitcan all the ladies he'd been seeing, at least on a temporary basis, in order to get in her panties. He figures that once he gets her broke in and needing plenty of Danny Dick he can bring her around to our multiple-partner life style, if not, he says he'll show her the door. From my point of view, I hope he succeeds in breaking her in. I think his chances are good. He's a scheming bastard and you know first hand...er pussy, just what a cocksman he is. I must admit I wouldn't mind getting a chance to boink a beauty queen."

"Shit! Shame on you, Jack. Kelli takes good care of you. It's a cruel thing that he's doing to her, but no more than I'd expect from Dan. So do you think there's a chance that Kelli and he might be an item somewhere down the line?"

"Yeah, I do. I know he really likes her and on top of that, in order to please him, she'll do pretty much anything he wants. She'd be a hard act to replace."

"On one hand, I hope you're right. That's what she wants. But even if he takes her back, I see more heartache for her in that relationship. So, how did you wind up coming out here with her?"

"I was up in Boston on business and feeling horny so I called her cell and got her story. She said she was going to visit you guys and I asked if she'd like some company and here we are. Great isn't it?"

"You bet it's great. You've brought me the equipment to make me a very happy lady. I'm beginning to detect signs of life in your marvelous tool. Tell me. Which do you want first, my ass or my pussy?"

"Oh, my. How nasty we're talking. How about when Rick and I are DPing you, we trade off halfway through. That way you'll have a chance to enjoy us in both your hungry holes," he said, putting a big hand between my legs to cover my entire crack. "Would you like that?"

"Sounds perversely wonderful and your attention to my sexy parts is much appreciated, but I'm really getting twitchy. I need a good screwing. I wonder where my husband and those wanton women are. It's getting so I can't trust any of you guys where sex is concerned. You people will fuck whoever's convenient given the opportunity."

"You're a fine one to complain about indiscriminate fucking around. As I remember, that's how you and I got hooked up in the first place. Ah, here are our angels of mercy with the booze."

Mary Ann led the way carrying a tray of glasses and Kelli balanced the promised pitcher of Margaritas in both hands. Rick, helpful as always, had an ass cheek in each palm. His cock was halfway hard and kind of shiny. I was pretty sure it was saliva. One of those depraved sluts must have been sucking him. But, what the hell. I needed to have both my guys nice and hard and it appeared that they'd helped me out. 

Kelli poured and Mary Ann handed out the drinks. We clinked glasses and Jack suggested we make a toast. First, we toasted nasty, messy sex, then Kelli and I giggled as we raised our glasses to sloppy seconds and cream pies. Finally, we finished our drinks when Rick suggested we toast DP's.

Mary Ann looked somewhat nervous after we had finished our drinks. She leaned over to me and whispered, "I've really had fun so far, but this double penetration thing--I just don't know about that."

"Honey, I was as nervous as you are before Dan and Jack. They talked me into doing it that very first night we were together. It was an amazing experience and one I'm glad I didn't pass up. Since then I've never missed a chance to have two cocks in me at once. You're about to see the three of us enjoy the most exciting sex act I've ever experienced." 

I glanced over and saw Kelli taking turns blowing the guys. "That is you'll see it if I can keep those two from fucking Kelli before I can seduce them into doing me. It was easier last time. We had three guys and just Kelli and me. They traded off and did both of us. I got so much sex that weekend I was glowing for days afterwards." 

As usual, Kelli was doing a magnificent job. Both men were standing tall and looked prime for fucking. Kelli, bless her heart, looked up at me and said, "There, Beth. They're ready for you. All you have to do is plug them in." What a dear generous girl. I should have known she was only looking out for me. 

Jack reached down and taking his big stiffy in hand he waved it at me and asked, "Looks to me like Rick and I need a couple of hot holes to put these in. Are you ready to give us a ride?"

"Anytime, cowboy. Let me sit in your saddle and see just how far we can gallop. Get your butt over here and sit on the edge of the bed so I can park my ass on that magic wand of yours." He did and Kelli helped by giving him a slobbery lick and a suck to lubricate him. I backed up to him, braced myself on his knees, then began lowering my bottom onto his lap. Jack did his part by holding my waist, steadying me while Kelli aimed his erection at my ass. I continued my descent until the head of Jack's exquisite cock was firmly lodged against my back door. 

Kelli fingered my clit, distracting me while I took a deep breath and prepared to welcome Jack's fleshy invader into myself. Initial penetration seems to be the touchiest moment of anal intercourse for me and Rick knew this, so he was watching us with a concerned expression. I gave him a reassuring smile. 

"Here we go," I said, sitting down on Jack. The head of his dick popped into me and we were connected. Kelli moved aside to give my husband and sister a good view while Jack's cock took possession of my tight asshole.

We must have been an inspiration as Mary Ann was masturbating Rick between kissing and sucking his cock, keeping him nice and hard. Rick had a hand behind her head urging her on and both of them had their eyes focussed between my legs watching Jack's prick wedge its way into me. By now, I was ready for the rest of him so I raised up a bit, then settled myself all the way down onto his thighs and his dick completed its journey into me. Tendrils of desire flickered deep in my groin as I squirmed on him, revelling in a wicked sensation of fullness in my back door. I leaned back against my lover, and he put an arm around me, clasping my breasts, his free hand finding its way between my legs to caress my clit. He added to my bliss by kissing my neck, the guy knows how hot that makes me. Then he murmured in my ear. "Beth, I love fucking your ass. You're so tight and hot."

"You say the sweetest things," I said, covering his hands with mine.

He continued petting me and I realized I wasn't far from a quick and unexpected climax. The combination of his caresses, his magic prick up my butt, and an appreciative audience were about to pay off. I turned my head and we kissed, swapping tongues until I heard myself squeal as I climbed toward a very different orgasm. Strange but delicious sensations rippled through me while I squirmed on Jack's hard-on. 

Rick separated from Mary Ann and got to his knees between my thighs. The first inkling I had that he was about to rock my world was him putting his hands on my knees and spreading my legs. When he leaned in and pushed his tongue deep into my pussy, a climax centered some where between my pussy and my ass exploded within me and my hips arched, moving Jack's penis in and out of myself in time with my husband's tongue. My orgasm was so intense I almost lost consciousness. 

I was still spasming from that barn-burner of a climax, when Rick gave me a final kiss. Cock in hand, he approached my pussy on his knees, but our bed is high and I wasn't at the right height for him. Kelli saw the problem and dropped some pillows on the floor for him to kneel on. That did the trick. He leaned forward and while we kissed, I reached for his dick and steered it to my vagina. His hips moved and a second hard-on crowded into me, triggering a fresh avalanche of sensation. 

Rick immediately began fucking me and I struggled to catch my breath while ripples of pleasure continued spreading throughout my entire lower torso. 

"I love feeling Rick's cock sliding in and out of you," Jack said, holding my breasts and kissing my neck. "Even better is having my dick up your ass while he's doing that . God, Beth. You are one hot piece of tail!"

"You two are bringing out the best in me, " I said, coming down from another of what promised to be a whole flock of orgasms. 

"This is unbelievably delightful," Rick said, kissing me. "I can feel Jack's prick in your ass with every stroke I take. My god, this is so hot!"

Mary Ann was watching our every move and my obvious state of rapture as I held Rick's ass with both hands, urging him on. My reward was another cluster of orgasms that overtook me when he picked up the pace. 

We rocked and rolled until Jack put the tip of his tongue in my ear and then said, "Would you like for me to come in your sweet pussy? I haven't done that yet and I'm feeling deprived."

"Well, I'd like that, but right about now, I think you ought to be feeling depraved," I said. "Just look at you. You've got your prick up my married ass while my husband is fucking my pussy. This qualifies as nasty, deviate behavior if you ask me and I'm loving every instant of it."

"Oh, I'll admit being up your butt and sharing you with Rick is delightful, but, in my humble opinion, if I were to come in your pussy while your hubby does your ass, that, my dear, would be about as depraved as it gets."

"I like the sound of that," Rick said. "Let's switch."

We rearranged ourselves so Jack was lying on the bed. I swung my leg over his hips and steered his dick into my pussy while facing him. Rick got on his knees behind me and slipped easily into my ass. Rick and I could both move now and, as soon as we figured out a rhythm--boy, did we ever. I lost count of my climaxes while my lovers slithered in and out of me until Rick let out a cry, grabbed my tits, and lunged deep within me. I felt him ejaculating and apparently Jack could too because he held my ass with both hands and moaned as he released in me too.

We all three collapsed on the bed--a delightful, flesh sandwich with me as the filling. We prolonged our enjoyment by caressing and kissing while Kelli and Mary Ann clapped in appreciation for our performance.

"God, that was so hot," my sister said. "I thought you were crazy when you volunteered to be doubled, but seeing you three in action has made a believer out of me. I'd like to try that myself before Jack leaves."

"I'll be happy to be of service, my dear," Jack said. "But not just now. I need a little time to recover."

Rick rolled off and I disconnected myself from Jack then flopped down on my back. Kelli gave Mary Ann a little kiss on the cheek and said, "You'll love having these two do you that way, honey. Both Jack and Rick are gentle and they sure can make a girl feel special. Well, it looks like we have some clean-up to do. Those messy guys left Beth's crotch in a pretty sloppy state. I'll take care of her and you can clean up the guys."

"Oh, Kelli. I didn't know you went both ways," Mary Ann said.

"I love men," Kelli said, " but in one of these group things I get a kick out of eating a cum-filled pussy. You know, that spur-of-the-moment thing Beth was talking about." She got between my still-open thighs and buried her face in my crotch. It was so sexy to have her maintain eye contact with me as she licked me. Her touch was lighter than a man's, but she was doing quite a good job of turning me on, and I was sorry when she abruptly quit. This experience made me curious. Could I return the favor--go down on Kelli and give pussy eating a try?

In the meantime, Mary Ann was done with Rick's cock, and when Kelli finished with me, she shifted over to Jack, to lick him clean. Kelli put an arm around Mary Ann and the two of them took turns sucking and licking Jack. In the course of doing that, I saw the two girls doing a bit of french kissing. Was there a side to my sister that I wasn't aware of?

I didn't see that their scene heading for another climax and I was starving, so I asked, "Is anyone hungry? I have some nice little New York steaks in the fridge." A chorus of agreement answered me. 




Beth's Awakening Ch. 04



Chapter Four; Welcoming Stewart

Three of us ladies, my good friend, Kelli, my younger sister, Mary Ann, and myself, were about to set out on a day of shopping The crash course in intimacy we had engaged in the previous night had served to make us very well acquainted indeed. We had all enjoyed ourselves, making love with my husband, Rick, and the charming and quirky Jack. 

I am developing a theory I'm calling "Beth's Law of the Sheets," which states that sharing their men will either make or break relationships between women. The affection we were exhibiting toward each other this morning was evidence that our erotic adventure had brought the three of us closer together. Our guys had gone off to a basketball game leaving us to amuse ourselves for the day and we had every intention of doing so.

We were in my bedroom getting dressed after the men had left. We had decided to dress up a bit and Kelli hadn't brought many things with her, so we were trying to find something in my closet that would fit her. This was not turning out to be an easy task. Kelli's generous bosom exploded over the top of the dresses Mary Ann and I gave her to try on and a black sheath, one of my favorites, was an absolute traffic stopper.

"My god, Kelli," Mary Ann observed. "That looks so hot. I'd find it hard to believe that those cannons are all you if I hadn't seen you naked last night."

"They're all me and they're really sensitive, so they're an important part of my love life, but they can be a nuisance at times. And brassieres--they're hard to find and damned expensive," she said. "Just look at the way this beautiful sheath fits me. It's really tough to find a dress with a top that's big enough and isn't in a fat lady's size."

"You're certainly not fat," I added, watching Kelli tug the bodice over her breasts. "All that dancing you do keeps your figure in great shape." 

My sister's gaze was focussed on Kelli's bust, reminding me of how a man talks to a voluptuous lady, eyeing her bust rather than her face. I recalled the two of them kissing last night while they shared Jack's cock. Was I imagining it or was there chemistry here?

"May I...touch them, Kelli?" Mary Ann stammered. I hadn't expected that, but Kelli took it in stride.

"No problem, honey. Go ahead. Give 'em a squeeze. It's no secret that I enjoy having 'em handled and it won't be the first time a girl has touched them." 

My sister slowly raised her hands and gingerly placed a palm on each of her breasts. Kelli smiled at her encouragingly. My goodness, my sweet little sister was revealing unsuspected tendencies. 

"Actually, my boobs are my most valuable asset. I never have trouble getting a gig dancing at a strip club. I just take off my bra. First I shake 'em at the boss and he gives me a job, then I shake 'em at the customers and the tips roll in. Would you like for me to pull my top down so you can feel them bare?" 

As if emerging from a trance, Mary Ann shook her head, her pretty eyes smoky with desire. With obvious effort, she released Kelli's breasts and put her hands back at her side. "God, I don't know what came over me. Kelli, they are simply beautiful. Something about seeing you in that damned dress just gave me an overwhelming urge to touch you."

"I'm glad you like them and having your hands on me was nice," Kelli said. "However, as for this dress, even though it looks very sexy, I couldn't wear it out in public without falling right out of it. Watch," She bent over and, sure enough, the weight of her breasts overcame the elastic of the bodice and they fell free. "On the other hand, if we were to have a dress-up night for the guys, this little number would be ideal."

"I like that idea, Kelli," I said. "Let's keep it in mind, but we still haven't found a thing for you to wear today. Wait a minute," I continued. "I just remembered a sweater I have. It's loose on me and it's stretchy so I think it'll work." And it did. It was a shade of pink that complemented her complexion and her auburn hair. The deep, scoop neckline revealed plenty of cleavage and showcased her bust. I found her a black tube-skirt and she looked lovely. I wore a short, one-piece, green dress with a V-neck that accentuated my own cleavage and the ladies complimented me on how nice I looked.

"Good enough to eat," Kelli said to me and we giggled.

Mary Ann wore a tight, red top and a black, flared skirt, mid-thigh in length. Her youthful face, framed by shoulder-length, dark-blond hair, made her look fresh and innocent--positively radiant. 

By the time we finished getting ready, lunch time was approaching and we headed out. We stopped at a TGI Fridays, even though it was Saturday. We were a bit overdressed for such a casual place and our entrance definitely turned some heads. We weren't "Charlie's Angels" but we had some moves. Lunch consisted of wine and salads and lots of conversation.

"So how about last night? Did you have fun?" I quizzed my sister.

"My god. Yes with a capital Y! Couldn't you tell? I had no idea lovemaking could be so thrilling and satisfying. You were right, Beth. Sharing partners is definitely 'sex on steroids.' I'm positively glowing today."

"We've noticed," Kelli said. "She looks like a newlywed, doesn't she, Beth?" She was right. Mary Ann was a poster girl for happy satisfaction. 

"In a sense, I guess I am like a newlywed," she said. "My previous experiences, mainly with smelly Bill, led me to regard sex as a chore, definitely nothing like the roller coaster of excitement I experienced last night. So, this is the first morning in my entire life that I've truly felt a sense of sexual fullfilment."

"What a treat it is to introduce a girl to our special brand of uninhibited loving and have her enjoy herself so much," Kelli observed. She smiled at her and continued, "Thank you, Mary Ann. You really added to my enjoyment last night. I love sex and I love to watch people discover the joys of our wide open brand of lust. You participated with charm and enthusiasm. I hope we can play together many more times."

"You've all been so kind to me," she said. "As I told you, sex hasn't been at all exciting for me in the past. Mainly, I've had the feeling that I was just being used, but that changed last night. I'm so glad that Beth talked to me and even more pleased that I decided to ask if I could watch you guys. Going in, I honestly didn't think I would participate, but the passionate reality of seeing you all together being so giving and so loving really turned me on--I simply had to join in the party. Looking back, I can say I definitely made the right decision." She smiled and shivered. "I had more climaxes last night than I've had in the rest of my life put together."

"You remind me of myself." Kelli said. "I had been in several, dead-end relationships and was getting pretty fed up with men, and then--I met Dan. He took me to unbelievable heights of passion. I grew to want and need him so much I couldn't say no when he insisted on introducing me to the delights of three people in a bed. Until Beth and Rick came into my life, the third person was another girl. Having two women is no problem for Dan. Not only could he satisfy both of us gals, on occasion he even wore us out."

"God, the guy sounds like a satyr or something," Mary Ann said. "I can see why you were pissed when he took up with that beauty queen."

"He is totally amazing, Mary Ann," I said quickly to avoid having the conversation dwell on Kelli's unhappiness. "The first night we were in Boston, after our group stuff was finished, he and I slept together. That experience was like riding a roller coaster. He fucked me for hours in every position we could think of and in the midst of my own countless climaxes, I know he came in me at least three times and not once did he pull out of me, or, for that matter, even lose his hard-on."

My sister's eyes widened as I described sex with Dan. "He sounds like an incredible stud." She smiled. "Maybe I'll get a chance to try him some time."

"You're welcome to the son of a bitch," Kelli said. Mary Ann looked at Kelli and raised her eyebrows. 

"As Kelli knows only too well," I said. "Dan has his bad points. He can be a callous asshole, but he is a superb lover and I miss being with him too. It gives me shivers when I talk about him and imagine having him here to sex us up."

"Beth's right. My relationship with Dan has had amazing highs and sickening lows," Kelli said, looking thoughtful, "but it's never been boring. I'm afraid I've become addicted to the excitement of being with him." She paused for a minute, dabbed at her eyes with her napkin, then said wistfully, "I don't have a clue how to deal with the present situation, but I sure hope he comes to his senses soon. It's embarrassing to have to admit it, but he's the closest thing I have to a boyfriend and I miss him like crazy."

"I'm sorry, Kelli," Mary Ann said, patting her shoulder. "You're so beautiful and sexy I'm positive you'll get him back. In the meantime, I've got an idea for how we can have some more fun. Maybe that'll help get your mind off Dan."

"What's up, sis?" I asked. 

"Last night on several occasions, and again just now, I heard both you and the guys saying how you wished Dan was here with us. From the purely physical point of view, I can understand that." Mary Ann smiled. "They say 'more is better' and I suppose that includes cocks. Obviously I have no previous experience with Dan to compare last night's fun to, but, from my point of view, having two men make love to me was a spectacular experience. Jack managed to scratch itches I didn't even know I had--he really rang my chimes." She looked at me and continued, "And Rick, he is such a loving man! His touch made me tingle all over. I can hardly wait to have them sex me up again tonight."

"Don't get me wrong, Mary Ann. Sure, it would be great if Dan was here, but I really had fun last night," I said. "Jack is a favorite lover for me."

"Me too," Kelli said. 

"Not only is he funny and ardent at the same time, he's also quirky," I said. "Like with the pee thing. On top of that, he has a very nice prick and knows how to use it. When he screws me, I come like a house afire. Then there's my husband--what can I say. I love that man. But, if we could add Dan to the equation, I'm sure that the sex would be an experience you'd never forget. Hell! Just one night of being with Dan and Jack changed my life!"

"I hear what you're saying," Mary Ann replied, with a thoughtful look on her face. "What I think is that an extra man, a wild card so to speak, even if it isn't Dan, would definitely spice things up. After hearing you two talk about him, I'm sorry Dan is out of the picture for this weekend. But, just suppose we could add another attractive man to our roster of lovers, would you two be up for that?"

"Do you mean like tonight?" I asked. "How would we find someone that quickly?"

"I have an idea. My doctor is attending a dental continuing-education thingy at the Sheraton. I was supposed to go with him, but took some vacation time instead. He's a really good-looking man and fairly recently divorced. I have the idea he could be seduced pretty easily, but I couldn't be the one to do the deed. You know about all the workplace rules for bosses and employees, he's very careful to follow those rules."

Kelli snorted. "Those aren't followed in the places where I work." 

"That may be, but dental offices aren't strip clubs. Still, the way he eyes the big-busted, lady patients is a tip-off. He's a titty man, Kelli. We could drop by there, and I'd introduce you, and you could just take it from there. I'm betting you can get him to invite you for a drink in a heartbeat. If you don't get lucky, maybe Beth will. There'll be a bunch of other dentists there, so he isn't the only possibility. If we're successful in cutting one out of the herd, we can invite the new guy back to Rick and Beth's for a party or something."

"Mary Ann, you've become so wicked--and so quickly too," Kelli said. "I've done my share of quirky shit, but this would be a new wrinkle. I never imagined that I'd be called on to seduce a dentist at a professional meeting, but, what the hell, I'm willing to give it a try. The possibility of adding another attractive man to our little group is too good to pass up." She smiled and pushed out her bosom. "If, as you say, he's a tit man, I've got just the rack for him."

"By the way," Mary Ann said, with a mischievous grin. "He's a black man. Does that make any difference to you?"

Kelli looked at me. I smiled at her and shrugged. "Hell no. Men are men," she said. "If he can satisfy the three of us, I don't care if he's green." 

"There is rumored to be somewhat of a size issue in the cock department," I observed.

"Beth, you've been with Dan," Kelli said. "I can't imagine cocks coming in a much larger size than his." Mary Ann looked from Kelli to me and just shook her head. 

We drove over to the Sheraton and found the meeting room. By this time, it was midafternoon and the meeting was scheduled to break up in about an hour. 

"I could use a drink," Kelli said. "I do my best seductions when I've had a Margarita."

We found the lounge and as soon as we sat down Mary Ann let out a little squeak. A startlingly handsome, black man sitting alone at the bar was staring at us in obvious surprise. 

"Holy shit! That's my doctor. I'll go over and invite him to join us."

Kelli and I exchanged glances as Mary Ann headed across the room. We smiled at each other--this could get very interesting. He followed her back to our table and Mary Ann started to introduce us. "Doctor..."

"No need for the doctor stuff here," he interrupted. "Just call me Stewart." He pulled up a chair and sat down with us. Mary Ann was spot-on correct--this was one sexy man. I felt little twinges in my groin as I looked him over and they spread when we shook hands. Stewart looked to be in his early thirties, or thereabouts, definitely over six feet tall, with an athletic build, cute ass, and broad shoulders. He smiled at us, a beautiful smile, his white teeth complementing his handsome, dark features and shaved head. Stewart was so dark he glistened and I wanted him. 

After introductions, Kelli's eyes sparkled as she chatted with him. Obviously, she had no qualms about her assignment. Mary Ann was right about Stewart's preferences in female anatomy, his eyes were riveted in Kelli's cleavage. 

"What are you doing here, Mary Ann?" he asked, after ordering drinks for all of us. "I thought you were on vacation."

"I'm blushing. It's always embarrassing to get caught in a fib, so here's my confession. I knew you expected me to go to this program with you, but, instead, I wanted to spend the weekend with my sister, Beth, and her friend, Kelli, who just got to town."

He smiled, showing about a square foot of straight, white teeth. "I have to admit that you made a wise choice, the program really sucked. I came down here after the last break and I've been sitting here ever since trying to figure out what I might do to amuse myself on this Saturday night in swinging Cleveland."

Kelli put a hand on his arm and leaned in so close that her breasts brushed against his biceps. "We're having a little get-together at Beth's house this evening," she said, smiling at him. "Nothing fancy. Just homemade lasagna, garlic bread and salad. Would you like to join us?"

Stewart had obvious trouble tearing his eyes away from Kelli's cannons as she delivered her seductive broadside, but he finally managed, and said, "That sounds like fun. Are you sure I'm not imposing, Beth?"

"Don't be silly," I said. "Actually, it'll work out fine. My husband, Rick, and Mary Ann's boyfriend, Jack, will be there. You can be Kelli's date."

He smiled again, lighting up the room. "I'd like that."

Kelli, the little witch, licked her lips and said, "I'm so glad you can come. We're really going to enjoy ourselves." I'd had trouble not laughing out loud when she referred to our anticipated orgy as a "get-together." And now we were "going to enjoy ourselves." Talk about understatements. 

From my point of view, things were looking promising. Kelli was pretty much in control and the seduction of Stewart was progressing nicely. Our trophy fish had swallowed the bait and all she had to do was reel him in. I had a strong suspicion that, before this evening was over, the opportunity for us to become better informed about the size of a black man's penis would present itself, so to speak. My groin twitched happily in anticipation of entertaining such a good-looking, new lover--a black one at that. 

First, however, there were a couple of housekeeping details, like the homemade lasagna that Kelli had so glibly volunteered to put on the menu. Who the hell was going to conjure up that miracle? I'm not a gourmet cook. As a matter of fact, I'm barely a cook at all. What I am is pretty much a "heat and eat" housewife. If my meal plan calls for some kind of gourmet shit, I get it at the deli. But then it dawned me--no problem. If Kelli succeeded in taking this big, black dude to bed, lasagna was not going to be an issue.

The next part of the equation was our men. I couldn't imagine Rick and Jack objecting to a third man. Last night they had both complained about having to satisfy us greedy women. If they were serious, they'd welcome the help. Conversely, if the vibes were bad and Stewart didn't want to play, we'd just have dinner and chalk this whole thing up to experience. I glanced at Stewart's obviously expensive watch. It was nearly five and time to get this show on the road. 

"Our menfolk will be home soon," I said. "They went to a basketball game. So we're going to have to leave soon."

"Oh, wow!" Stewart said. "I forgot the Cavs were playing! Instead of this stupid course, that's where I should have gone."

As soon as he said that, I was relieved. He'd fit right in with the guys. "Stewart," I said. "Kelli and I have to make a quick stop at the grocery, but if you'd give Mary Ann a ride she'll show you the way to our place. It's in a subdivision with winding streets and can be a bit confusing."

Stewart's face fell, I surmised it was at the prospect of losing sight of Kelli's tits. She eased his separation anxiety, however, by putting her hand around his upper arm and quite obviously pulling it close against her left breast. Stewart flashed his lovely smile at her. 

"Don't worry, Stewart," she said. "We won't be long. Beth and I need to get a couple of things for dinner. Mary Ann makes a mean Margarita. She'll introduce you to the guys and we'll be home before you finish your first drink." Stewart paid the tab and we left together. 

Kelli and I headed for the market. "Christ, Kelli. I'm the world's worst cook. If they don't have it in the freezer case, we don't eat it. How the hell are we supposed to conjure up fucking, homemade lasagna?"

"I'm surprised at you, Beth. Anyone can cook. But I guess I haven't told you--I'm Italian. I can make freaking lasagna with my eyes closed. Don't panic. Let's play twenty questions and figure out what you've got at home." We played and when the list was done, the shopping list was pretty long. She looked incredulous when I admitted that I didn't even have onions. When she finished, I suggested that she add an extra bottle of Tequila and Margarita mix--at least, I knew what to do with those items.

Kelli breezed up and down the aisles and in just a few minutes it looked to me like she had gathered up enough goodies to fix a feast for twenty. We checked out, loaded the groceries in the trunk, and when we got home Mary Ann was there to help us unload.

"How did introductions go?" I asked.

"Just great," she said. "All three of them are in there drinking beer and watching basketball--and, they're all rooting for the same team. I got a chance to talk to Rick, so he knows what we're up to and he's okay with that."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 04



"What did he say?"

"He kissed me, squeezed my tit, and his exact words were, 'My, you gals are scheming little bitches. I like Stewart. It'll be fine with me if you ladies succeed in making him tonight's featured sperm donor.'"

"Well, obviously Rick isn't having a problem with us recruiting another male, even if he is black."

"He said that he'll clue Jack in on our plan."

"That's good, but I'm not worried about that guy. If it's sex, Jack likes it. This evening is shaping up to have real potential."

We carried the groceries into the kitchen and Kelli went to work. She hadn't been kidding; this girl was a cook. She was so fast and she was so good that she made preparing dinner for six look effortless. I helped some, but mainly I just handed her stuff and stayed out of her way while I got a cooking lesson. She had the sauce simmering and the noodles cooked and drained within half an hour. She layered the ingredients in my biggest pan and covered everything with mozarella. The garlic bread was ready to pop in the oven and the salad was fixed and in the fridge. 

Things were well under control when she said, "This is a pretty good spot to take a break. The lasagna will need to bake for about an hour. Let's go enjoy our men." She took a platter of antipasto that she'd created out of the fridge and asked me to take the basket with the baguette slices.

We made our entrance and the men lost interest in the game as we arranged the snacks on the coffee table. Kelli leaned over, giving Stewart a closeup look right down her cleavage while she put some antipasto on a slice of bread and then parked her cute butt on the arm of his chair. She put her arm around the back and with her free hand fed him the snack.

"Take a bite of this, tiger," she said. He did and she put the rest in her own mouth.

"That's delicious," he said. "And you smell delicious."

Kelli laughed her tinkling, infectious laugh. "That's secret, Italian perfume, Stewart--garlic and marinara sauce."

He laughed and said, "I like it." She smiled and pressed her breast against his shoulder. 

"Hey, Rick," she said. "There are a couple of bottles of Chianti on the counter. I'd sure like a glass of that to wash down this antipasto."

"It'll be a pleasure to bring a glass of wine to the chef who has made this entire house smell so heavenly," he said and smiled at me. "I'm pretty sure I know who's responsible. Beth is a wonderful lady, but cooking isn't her thing."

"Come on," I said. "Give me a break. I sliced the bread."

"Beth did just fine," Kelli said, feeding Stewart another antipasto snack. "I could have her cooking like an Italian in a week."

"Well, that'd suit me. Maybe you can give her lessons while you're here," Rick said, leaving to go open the wine. Mary Ann came back with a tray of fresh glasses, passing them around until everyone but her had one.

"How come you no drinka da wine?" Kelli asked her.

"I prefer white. Chardonnay is my favorite," she said.

"Oh, Mary Ann. Don't you know? The white wine is only for drinking when the red she is all gone." We all laughed and Mary Ann blushed. I gave her a sip of mine and she looked surprised.

"I like that," she said, and then went back into the kitchen and got herself a glass.

"That's better," Kelli said. "Now I'd like to propose a toast to making new friends. Here's to your good health, Stewart. Link arms with me and we'll have a sip together." They did and Stewart got to enjoy having Kelli's breasts press against him again while we smiled at one another and enjoyed Kelli's little joke. Making new friends, indeed.

The evening progressed at a leisurely pace with plenty of wine and laughter and good food. The lasagna was easily the best I'd ever tasted. When the table was cleared and the dishwasher loaded, we all gathered in the living room. Rick offered around some Bailey's and we sipped that and listened to the stereo.

"Would anyone like to dance," I asked, fairly certain what the answer would be. A chorus of yeses answered me and I put on the same make-out CD I'd played the night before. Once again, it worked its magic. I turned down the lights and took my husband's hand. Rick and I came together, arms around one another, hips in tight contact, and swayed in time to the music. He pressed his erection against my abdomen and I was instantly in heat. 

I could see that Rick and I weren't the only ones. Mary Ann and Jack were a mirror image of us and Kelli and Stewart were obviously sharing chemistry. They fit together like two puzzle pieces as, eyes closed, they moved in time to the music. 

When another CD began to play, Rick put his hands on my ass and kissed me. A strong urge to unzip his pants and caress his hard-on came over me. Before I indulged myself, I looked around, checking to see if the other two couples were inclined to get naked, but Stewart and Kelli were nowhere to be seen. It was time to play!

I tapped Mary Ann on the shoulder and said, "Come on, honey. Let's take this party to bed." She high-fived me and the four of us headed up the stairs to our bedroom. I deliberately left the door ajar, just in case we had visitors. We all got naked and piled on the bed. After a yummy grab-bag of foreplay, Mary Ann and I wound up side-by-side, flat on our backs, legs spread wide, Jack fucking her and Rick doing me. I could hear her moaning her pleasure and, as for me, Rick was finding all the right places in my pussy--I was a happy camper. I have no idea how long we fucked, but I enjoyed every moment leading up to a terrific climax that happened when Rick came in me. 

A few minutes later, I was on my hands and knees, my ass toward the door, sucking Jack's still limber cock, hoping to get another round of lechery launched when the bed bounced behind me and hands grasped my hips. 

Kelli plopped her bare butt down beside me and, as I felt the unmistakable touch of a cock against my pussy, said, "Take a deep breath, Beth. You are in for a treat. Stewart is the real deal."

Jack laughed and said, "It looks like you're about to receive your 'hostess' gift, Beth."

Reluctantly, I let go of his hard-on which I had partially revived, turning my head I saw Stewart smiling at me, holding his very impressive erection in his hand, and aiming it at my backside. I remember wondering if I could fit that monster in myself, but then I remembered how much I loved having Dan's big cock in me. I reached down between my legs and grasped the hard shaft of his big penis. Stewart moved forward and entered me and we were launched on an amazing roller-coaster-ride of a fuck. Even though I was already lubricated with a load of Rick's come, it still took him several strokes before his balls nestled against my clit. 

At first, just as with Dan, what I felt was fullness verging on pain as his invader stretched the hell out of my greedy pussy. In spite of the discomfort, I wanted more. Bullshit! More--hell--I wanted it all. I pushed back against him and a couple of strokes from his lady-pleaser made every nerve ending in my lower body fire. I began begging him to fuck me harder and did he ever.

In a scene reminiscent of a Roman orgy, the others seemed content to recline on pillows and enjoy seeing Stewart take me on my ride to heaven. The full-length mirrors that we had recently installed on our closet doors, just for occasions such as this, allowed me watch my shiny-black lover screw me doggy style. Seeing this sexy, new man, holding my hips, driving into me, quickly reduced me to a quivering, cumslut. I came so hard that I lost control, the force of repeated, powerful orgasms even made me ejaculate, or at any rate, squeezed a couple of squirts out of me. 

When Stewart's climax overcame him, he let out a shout and pulled out of me. Kelli jerked him off spreading strands of creamy come all over my back and ass. After the utter sensuality of our fast and furious coupling, feeling of his hot sperm splash on me was icing on my cake. 

When he'd finished ejaculating, Kelli kissed his wonderful cock and then put it back in me. He fucked me for a few last strokes, while Kelli licked his come off my back and then kissed me, giving me a taste of my new lover. By the time he finally softened and slipped from my happy pussy, I was thoroughly satisfied. The watchers gave us a little round of applause as Stewart and I sat on the side of the bed and kissed. 

"Thank you, Beth," he said. "Not only did you give me an amazing ride, you've added a first for me. Never in my life have I fucked my hostess in front of her dinner guests."

I laughed and said, "Jack said that you were going to give me a 'hostess gift' and he was right. That was easily the best one I've ever gotten."

"This afternoon, when we first met, I admired your cute ass and wondered how it would be to have you this way. I can tell you now, the actual sex was way better than my fantasy." 

He turned to Rick and said, "My apologies for being so forward, but after Kelli teased the hell out of me, I was in a rush to get off. She assured me that you'd welcome me getting a piece of ass from your sexy wife."

"Hell yes," Rick said. "She was right. I enjoyed watching you screw Beth and, obviously, she liked it a lot. As a matter of fact, Jack and I were talking earlier, wishing we had someone to lend a hand or cock or whatever to help with these insatiable ladies. Thanks for the first aid."

Stewart and I collapsed on the bed and I climbed on him, pressing my body against him, kissing him as he held my ass. After our tongues chased each other for a bit, I raised up a little and said, "Thanks, lover. That was one dynamite way of getting acquainted. You can do me again anytime you need to have your ashes hauled, but first, I have a favor to ask."

"Ask away. You've got some powerful tools of persuasion." 

"I want you to fuck my sister. She was the one who suggested that we seduce you and she deserves to be rewarded for such a brilliant idea."

"You don't have to ask me twice. I've lusted after Mary Ann's beautiful tail for the last two years, but I'm going to need a little time to recover."

"Maybe you'd revive faster if you made out with her."

"I'd be happy to assist you, doctor. After all, I am your assistant," Mary Ann said, lying down beside us. Taking his inky-black pole in her white hand, she held it, squeezing and petting his dark shaft with her slim fingers, kissing him as Stewart caressed her breasts. 

"I love your tits," he said, squeezing a nipple. "They're even better than I imagined." He sucked on a nipple and then his hand roamed down her body, cupping her mound for a moment before slipping a couple of fingers inside her. 

"Goodness, you're wet. Has someone already come in that pretty, little pussy of yours?"

"I hope that's not a problem. I could go wash up if you want."

"Don't bother. I can see that you guys share everything here so I'll just think of it as lubrication, getting you ready for a ride on my cock."

Mary Ann kissed him passionately for a long moment and then said, "I'll be ready for my ride when you are, stud." 

"Come on, Kelli," I said, sliding down the bed so I could reach his cock. "Let's help," I said, giving the head of his dick a kiss. She joined me, kissing his balls while I licked those parts of his cock that weren't covered by Mary Ann's hand. When I wrapped my lips around his big, dark knob and teased it with my tongue, we began making significant progress.

"You gals are doing good. He's getting nice and hard," Mary Ann reported. She let go of his cock, giving Kelli and me a chance to take turns fellating him. By the time we'd traded off a couple of times, Stewart had an impressive hard-on. 

"Slide up and sit on my face, Mary Ann," he said. "I really like having my lover do that." She did as he asked, putting a thigh on either side of his head, supporting herself on her hands. Leaning forward, she looked under her crotch and joined Kelli and me, watching his long, pink tongue licking her sex. After just a minute or two of his loving attention, she began moaning and sliding her hips back and forth on his face, but before she could reach her climax, Stewart put his hands under her butt and lifted her off his face. 

"Listen up, you beautiful, white girl. It's time for me to put my black cock in your sweet pussy and fuck the shit out of you," he said, arranging her on the bed. "Are you ready for that?"

"God, yes, lover," she said. "Give it to me now." "Mary Ann, I've wanted this moment for the past two years. From the first time you sat across from me and we bumped knees with each other under the dental chair, there hasn't been a single day I haven't thought about how wonderful it would be to fuck you. I've dreamed of seeing you just like this, naked and in heat, waiting to welcome my cock deep inside yourself. I've got a whole lot of loving stored up in my balls and you're going to get every drop." 

He kissed her and then their eyes locked as he got to his knees and positioned himself between her thighs. His hard-on jutted from his groin like a stick of ebony with a big ripe plum stuck on the end of it. Kelli and I had done a good job of getting him ready and now we got out of the way. She settled down between Rick and Jack while I stayed close to Mary Ann, hoping to share in some of their passion while this beautiful man made love to my sister.

For me, the contrast in skin color between the two of them was extremely erotic. To this day, I can still close my eyes and see the two of them in stark contrast--black on white. My vision of their lust has Mary Ann, a very fair-skinned blonde, comfortably situated in the middle of our king-sized bed, reclining on snowy sheets with her golden hair framing her pretty face and fanning out over the pillows. She clasps her hard-nippled breasts, offering them to her lover while opening her satiny thighs wide--that always erotic and timeless gesture of a woman inviting her man to enjoy that most private part of herself. 

Above her pale curves, her dark stud looms, poised to cover her with his muscular leanness. He supports the weight of his body on his hands and knees, but the head of his long, black spear, still glistening with my saliva, is already between the lips of her sex. His muscular, black butt flexes as he begins penetrating her, her vagina opening in welcome as his ebony shaft disappears into her. At that moment, her pale arms wrap around him, her hips lift to meet him, and their lips meet. Mary Ann and Stewart are lovers.

I glance over at the others. Are they are as mesmerized as I am by this erotic spectacle? My question is answered when I see them all sigh, along with me. My sigh reflects both satisfaction and anticipation. I am satisfied when his black balls nestle snugly between the cheeks of her ass, proof that their connection is complete. I am breathless as I anticipate watching them consummate their act of passion. Remembering my own feeling of fullness when he entered me, I am somewhat surprised that she has accepted his big cock into herself so easily. I lean in and kiss her. She kisses me back and then says, "My god, sis. He's so big. I'm almost scared to have him fuck me, but, at the same time, I want him to screw the living shit out of me." 

"I know," I said. "Dan's about the same size and that's the way I feel when he and I make love. Just try to relax. Before you know it, you'll really be enjoying yourself."

She smiles at me and says, "I'll try." Then she focusses on her lover, looking deep in his eyes.

He kisses her and says, "I'll be gentle."

For the moment, they lie still, save for kissing and caressing, apparently savoring the intense sensuality of their union. Their mouths open to each other and their tongues explore, her hands move down his back to clasp his butt. For the moment, they seem content to tenderly make out. Surely, this can't last, it's merely the calm before the storm.

I love Mary Ann and it's my fondest desire to see my dear sister enjoy herself. But still, as I watch them, that tiny bit of sadness I've mentioned before creeps over me. This is the only time they will enjoy the unique sensation of being new lovers.  

I yearn for the moment of newly discovered lust that I experienced when I first lay with Dan and Jack. The next time we were together was wonderful and satisfying, but it wasn't the same--no special, fresh feelings. Even though it was years ago, I can still relive the feeling of electricity the first time Rick penetrated me. Now, it seems I've missed sharing that tender moment with Stewart and I'm sorry. 

True, he fucked me like a stallion fucks a mare and I admit, I loved every moment of that absolutely thrilling piece of ass. But we didn't sample the gentler side of lust, like Stewart and Mary Ann are now so prettily engaged in, enjoying their most intimate human connection. I'm stunned when I realize that for the first time since I've been sharing myself with men other than my husband, I am jealous. Last night I was happy when Rick and Mary Ann enjoyed one another, but tonight I'm actually jealous of my own sister and the pleasure she is experiencing with her new lover. 

This will never do! What a stupid emotion! This could destroy the pleasure I have come to rely on--the excitement of welcoming new lovers into my life. I've told Rick how easy it is for me to separate love from lust, but alas, I have met a challenge and it scares me. 

I will work through this, I tell myself. I've already watched my beautiful, young sister have the time of her life fucking both Rick and Jack, lovers I hold close to my heart, and I didn't, not even for one second, resent sharing them with her. So how can I be having this problem now? 

I'm sure I'll have plenty of chances to fuck Stewart. Obviously, he is a willing new addition to our circle of lovers and we'll enjoy plenty of lust together. I tell myself it's fitting that Mary Ann be the first girl to enjoy actually making love with him, after all, she's responsible for finding him--even Kelli should get him before me. She generously delivered him for Mary Ann and me to enjoy. It'll be my turn to find delight in a session like the one I'm watching soon enough. I put my hand in my crotch and finger my clit. Pleasuring myself, a welcome distraction, makes my passion begin to rise.

The lovers are murmuring to each other now and I am close enough to hear her say, "Oh, Stewart. You feel so good in me. I wish we hadn't wasted these past two years."

"Sweet girl," he says. "We're not going to waste another instant." With that his ass moves and he begins fucking my sister. They continue kissing and talking to each other as they screw and I can overhear much of what they say. 

"How do you like this?" he asks, nearly pulling all the way out of her only to plunge into her again.

"I love it," she says, thrusting her hips toward him. "Do it again."

He did that, plus a whole lot more as he reamed the hell out of my sister's pussy for twenty minutes or so. We all got a kick out of watching him fuck her. Jack and Rick remarked on his technique and how many times he made her climax. Kelli and I agreed that we wanted some of his action as soon as we could get him hard again. 

When Mary Ann asked, "Would you like for me to get on top?" I'd had all the watching I could stand. I needed some touching. I moved aside so they could change position and found myself next to Jack. He promptly put a hand in my crotch and took over playing with my clit. I welcomed his attention since I'd managed to make myself very hot while watching the lovers and fingering myself. His touch was a welcome bit of first-aid.

"They're great together, aren't they?" Kelli asked. "Your foxy sister definitely knew what she was doing when she came up with the idea of seducing her boss."

"I'm stunned by how erotic the contrast in their skin color is," Rick observed. "Just look at his black hands fondling her creamy, white tits."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 04



"How did you convince him to join us so quickly?" I asked Kelli.

"Simple," she said. "I blew him until he came in my mouth. After I released the pressure in his nuts, he was all over me, still hot for a fuck, so I knew that was just a warm-up for him. I convinced him that his piece of ass was waiting for him down the hall. Turns out I was spot on. Huh, Beth?" Jack and Rick laughed. 

"You sure as hell did a great job of getting him revved up," I said. "Because he definitely fucked the living daylights out of me."

"It's no secret why," Jack said, patting my ass. "I would have had the same reaction if that cute butt of yours was the first thing I saw when I came through the door."

"The only difference being that you would have wanted to fuck my asshole," I said, squeezing his hard-on.

"Oh, that sounds like fun and I'm up for it. But first, I want to watch these two lovers until they're done. They're really putting on a show. The way your sister is behaving makes me think that he's a magician. His magic wand is certainly casting its spell on her." 

That sister of mine, the same Mary Ann, who was rather tentative about whether she could even take him on, was riding him with abandon, hands braced on his chest, her long, blond hair whipping back and forth as she pumped her hips, impaling herself on his black pole and climbing to squealing climax after climax. 

"He's got to be close to coming. I know I'd be," Rick said. He was right. 

Stewart put his hands on her hips after she'd enjoyed a particularly noisy orgasm and said, "Mary Ann, I'm about to come and I'd like to be on top when I do."

"God, yes," she said, dismounting from his hips. "I want to feel your body pressing on me when you shoot your come inside me." She lay down again and he wasted no time climbing aboard.

"It's okay to come in you then?" he asked, as he entered her again.

"Hell, yes," she said. "I'm on the pill. I want you to unload every drop of your sperm in me."

We all laughed when he pretended to look abashed and said, "Yes, Miss. Coming right up, Miss."

Their little pause was just that. Serious fucking happened as they both reached for their climaxes. "Let's try to come together." I heard Mary Ann say. Stewart nodded and redoubled his efforts. Sweat dripped off him now and the only sounds in the room were the liquid, slapping noises of their crotches meeting and their moans of pleasure. 

Their finish was sudden. First Mary Ann let out a cry and her hips nearly lifted Stewart off the bed, but his powerful, answering thrust pinned her down. His ass clenched repeatedly as he ejaculated in her. She held him tight against herself, keening her pleasure as he filled her. 

Each time he spasmed, Stewart said, "Oh, shit. You're so good. Oh, shit. You're so good." Finally the lovers lay still, peacefully entwined, and I hoped, in Stewart's case, just temporarily satisfied.

We spectators clapped and cheered. "You guys should get an Oscar or something. That was an awesome piece of ass, Stewart," Jack said.

It was the lovers' turn to take it easy. Jack insisted on eating Mary Ann's creamy pie, but not until he showed it to the rest of us. They had fucked so energetically that her crack was full of white froth.

"Just look at that," Jack said. "His come is so thick and creamy it whips." We laughed when he put his tongue in her and announced, "My, god. It's sweet too!" Mary Ann held his head close to herself as he got on with cleaning her up. Once again, Kelli seized the chance to suck Stewart's dick until it was clean. 

Rick and I were kind of left out, but we amused ourselves by making out while the others licked and sucked each other. When the clean-up was complete, Mary Ann leaned over and whispered in Kelli's ear. She smiled and nodded, then Mary Ann announced, "I'm pretty much used up for tonight. For some reason, I'm feeling especially lovey toward this guy." She kissed Stewart and he gave her ass cheek an affectionate squeeze. "I want to sleep with him, but at the same time, I don't want to be totally greedy so I invited Kelli to join us."

"That's fine with me," I said, putting my arms around the necks of both Rick and Jack. "These two can keep me amused." Jack kissed one of my nipples and Rick licked the other.

"Nighty, night then," Mary Ann said. Both she and Kelli put an arm around Stewart's waist and we watched their bare bottoms wiggle as the trio headed for bed.

I had the undivided attention of my two lovers, and the result was a delightful session for me. I climaxed numerous times as they enjoyed my greedy pussy and mouth. We swapped positions several times and while one guy fucked me I gave the other head until they were both ready to come. 

Ever since Dan and Jack had introduced me to that particular kink, I've been on the lookout for more opportunities to have a guy come all over my face. From the first time I talked Rick into doing that, shortly after we returned from Boston, we discovered how much we both enjoyed that kink. He told me that it was a real turn-on for him to see my face covered with come. For me, one special memory of that quirk was from our Boston adventure. Kelli and I had given Dan head until he ejaculated on us both, positively covering our faces with his thick, ropy, semen and I loved every hot spurt that flew on my face or into my mouth. That experience had only reinforced my desire for repeating that scene.

I lay down and they got into position and began jerking off. Jack was the first to come and he was joined by Rick moments later. When they finished, I was slippery with semen. I had come on my face, in my mouth, dripping off my chin, covering my tits, and even a strand or two in my hair. For me, that turned out to be the final act in a night of passion. I was so satisfied and exhausted that I fell asleep immediately without even cleaning myself off.

Sometime in the o'dark-thirty hours of the morning, I was awakened in our pitch-black bedroom by someone, obviously female to judge from the tits pressing on my back, who whispered in my ear. "Hi Beth. It's me."

"What the hell are you doing here, Mary Ann?" I whispered, moving over closer to Jack to make room for her to cuddle up to my back. I don't know how she'd done it. I was sleeping between the two guys and she had somehow managed to climb right in among us and snuggle up to me. "I thought you were spending the night with your new lust interest," I whispered.

"I tried," she murmured. "We had a lot of fun. He screwed both Kelli and me again. We took turns sitting on his face and riding his cock. I don't know about her, but I came four or five more times."

"So, why aren't you still with them?" I asked. 

She ignored my question and continued. "We ended our lovemaking with an interesting and sexy thing that he and Kelli did. She lay down on the bed, then he got on his knees and straddled her chest. She sucked him until he was nice and wet, then took his hard-on between her titties, using her hands to hold them tight around his shaft. God, Beth. You should have seen those two. It was so hot watching his big, black pole fucking her white tits. Shit, I'm getting twitchy just telling you about it." She lifted her leg over me and pressed her wet sex against my hip. Her hand found my breast as she held me close.

"At the top of every stroke, Kelli opened her mouth and either licked or sucked the purple end of his dick. When he came in her mouth, she didn't swallow, instead, she emptied her mouthful of sperm into her cleavage. You're not going to believe what they did next. It was so nasty I had to rub my clit while I watched." 

To my surprise, Mary Ann actually began to rub her sex against my hip, and, to my further surprise, her story and sexy movements were beginning to make me hot. Putting a hand on her butt, I said, "Go ahead. Tell me. What did they do next?" 

"Get this. First he kissed her mouth and then they took turns licking his come out from between her breasts. They were so hot I was wishing I had been the one to make Stewart come. I must have looked needy because he waved me over and kissed me too, giving me a taste of what little come Kelli hadn't already swallowed.

"I would have liked to have seen that." 

"After that, we messed around some more and he ate me to a climax. That did it. In spite of my desire for more, I realized that my body was seriously fucked out. We settled down for sleep with Stewart in the middle. I remember doing some very sweet cuddling as I drifted off. It was heavenly, but it didn't last." She quit moving her hips and kissed my neck. 

"I now have a clue as to why that delicious man isn't married any longer, sister dear. Boy, can he snore! He woke me out of a sound sleep when he tuned up. It sounded like an eighteen-wheeler was blasting through the bedroom. Kelli, bless her heart, never stirred. That girl sleeps like a log. I tried to ignore the racket, but finally I couldn't take it any more--so here I am. God, Beth. He snores so hard I swear the walls were shaking and on top of that..." She giggled. "He farts!"

I couldn't help myself. I laughed out loud. Jack stirred and turned over to put his arm around me. In so doing, he touched one of Mary Ann's breasts, she took his hand and held it against herself as we girls giggled. 

"What's so amusing?" he asked, drowsily. We explained that Mary Ann's new lust interest had a couple of minor flaws and told him what they were. 

"That's funny," he said. "Dan snores loud as hell too." He was right, I remembered that from our Boston trip. "Maybe it's a common thing for big-dicked studs. Kind of evens the playing field for us more averagely hung guys. We get the girls in the end."

"Oh, Jack. You have nothing to worry about. Would you like a piece of my end?" Mary Ann asked, reaching across me and taking his cock in her hand. "Oh, boy. Feels like you're happy to see me. I like that in a guy. Thank you for not wearing out my new boyfriend, sis. How about you and me trading places so Jack and I can get reacquainted."

"Fine. Just climb over me and have at him. I've pretty much given up on getting any more sleep, so I'm going to go take a shower."

"Thank you, Beth. You're the best." She held my face and kissed me on the lips. Then she drew back and touched my face like a blind person would. "What's this on your face? You're all crusty and sticky. Shit, it's even in your hair. What happened to you. Are you hurt?"

By this time Rick was awake too. He began to laugh. "Yeah, Mary Ann. Jack and I really roughed her up. She made us come all over her face before she'd let us go to sleep."

Mary Ann giggled. "You're shitting me. You mean to tell me the two of you blasted your loads all over my sister's face? Oh, Rick. Turn on the lamp. I've just gotta see this." 

He did and Mary Ann blinked until her eyes became accustomed to the light. She sat up to get a good look at me and said, "Wow! You weren't kidding. You've got dried come all over yourself," she said, touching my cheek. "So, what's going on here? Does having guys come on you turn you on?"

"You've got the picture, dear," I said. "I admit it--that's one of my quirks. I really get off on having men come on my face. My personal best so far is two at one time, but I'm working on adding to that total."

"Incredible! I've never even heard of such a thing. I'll bet that's really nasty to see," she said. "I definitely want to be there the next time you do it. This is so cool and perverse. Do you open your mouth and let them shoot in there too?"

"Of course," I answered. "Really, Mary Ann. It's no different from a blow job. You know how, if you don't swallow fast enough, sometimes your lover gets come on your face. I just happen to like that sensation. I really get off off on feeling a man's hot come splashing on my face."

"I see your point about the blow job. You know me. I'm just curious. Once again, you guys have contributed to my sexual education. First I discover that my darling Jack likes his ladies to pee on him, then my dear sister confesses to this really lascivious fetish. She likes to have men--the more the merrier apparently--come all over her face. Discovering depraved, carnal desires like these really excites me. I'm jealous. I want to discover something quirky about myself that'll really ring my chimes."

"Some people might consider what we're doing at this moment pretty kinky," Rick said. "Just think. Here we are, four people, naked in a bed, a husband and wife, her sister, and her boyfriend, all of us having had sex with one another. Mary Ann, you've come a long way in just a weekend, but you still have a ways to go. I'm sure you'll discover your quirk soon enough."

"Since we're on the subject, how about you, Rick?" she asked. "Have you discovered some amazingly quirky, sex act that really turns you on?"

"I'd have to say that I have," my darling answered. "I'm a voyeur. I take delight in watching my dearly beloved wife find pleasure in the arms of other men."

"Oh, Rick," she said. "What you two are doing is so perfect. Beth gets to enjoy having new lovers and you get to watch her doing that. You two are made for each other."

My dear husband smiled and said. "Mary Ann, I love your sister and I think it's wonderful that I can make her and myself happy at the same time. But, enough of that. What are we going to do with these women, Jack?" 

"Rick, it appears that fate has special-delivered this cute, little package to our bed to satisfy our degenerate, morning lust," Jack said, giving Mary Ann's butt a slap. "Despite the attentions of your sensuous wife last night, I'm feeling kind of randy this morning. I think we should share this delightful little sexpot."

While Mary Ann was quizzing us, Jack had been kissing me and periodically tickling my nipple with his tongue while reaching across me to finger Mary Ann. "I've checked both ladies out and I don't think your sexy spouse is all that interested. The pretty sister though, she's a different story. I've stirred her honey pot and it's nice and wet plus, she's kind of squirmy, so I'd say she's ready for a little action. All we have to do is figure out is which one of us gets what end."

"I'll be happy either way, Jack. You take first pick. We can always trade." Rick had his hand between my legs and was affectionately holding my vulva. It was nice to be caressed by my mate, but Jack was right--I didn't feel a spark. I made up my mind to opt out of this get-together. 

"I'm going to take a rain-check," I said. "I want to be ready and eager for this evening. It's me for the shower. Is that okay?"

"No problem," Mary Ann said, leaning over me to kiss Rick. "I'll be happy to take care of these guys."

"I seem to have a pretty hard dipstick at the moment," Jack said. "How about if I start out in your tight cunny, honey. You can give Rick head while I fuck you. How about it, my curious, little slut. Would you like to climb aboard old Jack and get some nice, hard cock?"

"I simply can't resist you when you sweet-talk me like that, Jack," Mary Ann said. "I haven't been screwed for simply hours and I'm definitely needy. Here goes." She climbed over me, mounted Jack's hips, then steered his cock into herself. Rick got up, stood at the edge of the bed and she took him in her mouth.

"It doesn't appear that you guys require any more help from me. Have fun," I said. As I headed for the bathroom, the three of them had already settled into a comfortable rhythm and looked like they were well on the way to a successful conclusion. 

When I had gotten myself cleaned up, I headed downstairs to put on the coffee. As I left the bedroom, I waved at the three lovers. By this time, they were relaxing, petting each other and looking quite pleased with themselves.

"We'll be down as soon as we shower," Rick said, smiling and returning my wave.

The coffee aroma permeated the house, attracting people who needed a caffeine fix. Kelli showed up first looking as fresh as a flower. She wore a dark, purple thong and was topless like me. My thong was black and I had a gauzy negligee thing over my shoulders that did virtually nothing to conceal my breasts. Rick showed up wearing his boxers. 

In contrast, Jack and Mary Ann came down holding hands and fully dressed. He wore a sport shirt and jeans, she very tight, low-rise jeans and a bare midriff Tee. The way she was dressed and her freshly scrubbed complexion made her look about nineteen rather than her actual twenty-eight. The last to appear was Stewart. He too was fully dressed. He was smiling, but looked tired and nervous.

"Coffee please," he begged. We sat down together at the table. As I put some bagels and cream cheese out to stave off starvation, I detected an aura of tension in the room.

"So," I began. "It's Sunday morning and I had a wonderful time last night. Thank you one and all." I lifted my coffee cup in a salute and the rest followed suit. Murmurs of agreement floated around the table. "Stewart, you were simply amazing'" I said. "Such a valuable addition to our lecherous little group." I smiled at him. "You contributed so much last night." The last brought a chuckle from the others. "I for one am anxious to be with you again and hope you'll join us many more times, not only to share in our sexuality, but also our friendship."

"What a nice thing to say, Beth. I love you all, but I have a special feeling of affection for Mary Ann. After last night, my only regret is that I wish we could have gotten together a long time ago." He smiled at her and she returned it with one of her own. 

"Me too," she said, getting up and coming around the table to sit in his lap. She put an arm around him, then affectionately placed her palm on his cheek, turned his head, and gave him an open-mouthed kiss. He put an arm around her and his hand stole up under her short top to cup her breast. His other hand found a home between her thighs. 

"That's more like it," Jack said. "There's nothing I like better for breakfast than a nice serving of lechery."

"Hey, cowboy. I already served up a generous portion of that for you and Rick," Mary Ann said.

"Before this gets out of control," I said. "I'm not ready to play this morning. I'm kind of sore and I need a time-out."

"I second that," Rick said. "I plan to spend a relaxing day with my lovely wife and Kelli, if she's interested. We'll be back for dinner though, especially if we can talk Kelli into cooking again tonight."

Mary Ann kissed Stewart again and by now his hand had found her mound. "Stewart, honey. I love having you touch me there," she said, spreading her legs, giving him full access to her crotch while sharing wet kisses with him. "Your touch excites me so much. I want you to know that I am like totally available for your pleasure--any time, any place." 

"Anywhere, any time?" he asked, in mock amazement. 

She hooked her thumbs in her waistband and continued, "I'm not kidding. If you're feeling horny, I'll peel these jeans off and you can have me any way you want me, right here and right now."

"Oh, god, Mary Ann. What a wonderful thing to say and I do want to make love to you again, but my body is just done in. Kelli drained me dry earlier this morning. I have errands to run today, but, if it's okay with Rick and Beth, I'd love to come back for dinner." He kissed her again and continued. "I promise I'll be ready to take full advantage of your sexy offer this evening."

I looked at Rick and he nodded. "Please come back and join us for dinner and a yummy dessert of lust," I said.

"Thanks, Beth," he said. "I'll be here."

"It's a bit early to worry about dinner, but how does home-made pizza sound to you guys?" Kelli asked. "I make killer pizza." Sounds of approval echoed around the table.

"Well then, we have a plan," I said. "We'll all just do our own thing today and meet back here for dinner some time after five. After that, we can just follow our basic instincts."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 05



Chapter Five; A Roadtrip to Remember

We were in a Ramada Inn in Breezewood, Pennsylvania. Not exactly my idea of a destination vacation spot, but, at the moment, neither Beth nor Stewart or myself had anything to complain about. I could hear Beth voicing her excitement through the open door between our adjoining rooms, sounding very much like she was close to achieving a very memorable orgasm, courtesy of her two lovers. Our room was a good deal quieter, just the lovely liquid sounds of sex as our new friend, Claire, knelt between Stewart's thighs and sucked his dick while my hard-on was balls-deep in her ass. 

The first hint of my climax was building slowly but deliciously as I held Claire's slim hips and admired the muscular curves of her back and sweetly rounded buttocks. With every stroke, I was savoring the utter sensuality of fucking this stunningly attractive woman and intended to devote myself to prolonging our connection as long as was humanly possible. 

Stewart was lying back with a satisfied smile on his face watching her head move up and down his pole as she fellated him. He reached out and affectionately brushed her cheek and ash-blond hair with gentle fingertips every third stroke or so. I let my mind wander a trifle, hoping to extend the delight I was experiencing as I screwed this lady, and recalled the unlikely chain of events that had culminated with the six of us having sex together in these adjoining bedrooms.

My story actually begins at home in Cleveland. Mary Ann had left her stuff in our garage when she went off to Providence to live with her new boyfriend, Jack. She had been gone about a month, actually it was precisely five weeks. Easy for me to remember as that was the sad day my lover, Kelli, left Cleveland. I took her to the airport so she could fly back to Boston and determine if there was any chance for her and the sex machine, Dan, to get back together.

For most of the time that Kelli had been with us in Cleveland she'd stayed with Stewart which simplified our lives as we didn't have to worry about the kids. Beth and I still managed to slip away and spend at least one night each weekend with them indulging in wild and crazy sex. 

I wasn't the only one devastated when Kelli decided she had to go back to Boston. First, Stewart had lost Mary Ann and now Kelli. Beth, being the generous person she is, did her best to ease our pain, unselfishly dividing her time between his bed and ours. My wife is one accomodating lady.

Well, I came home pretty late from work one evening after the kids were in bed. Beth was talking to her sister on the phone in the den.

"Listen to this," she said, putting Mary Ann on the speaker phone. "Rick's here. Tell him your news."

"Hi, Rick," Mary Ann said. "Can you hear me okay?"

"I hear you just fine. How are you doing?"

"I'm having a wonderful time. Jack is a dream to live with. He is so loving it just makes me sick when I think about all the time I wasted on that loser boyfriend Beth rescued me from."

"That's all finished," I said. "And you're happy now?" 

" Oh, I am. I do have a couple of pieces of news. First, I got a really neat job with a lady dentist. I'm her new, chairside assistant. Her office isn't far from here so it's really convenient. She was born in India, but her parents moved here when she was five. Her name is Dr. Sarita Karim and she's just great to work for."

"I'm glad you found a good job," Beth said.

"Listen up, Rick. You'll like this. Like I already told Beth, I've met the notorious Dan. He came down for a weekend and everything you guys said about him is true. He is one wild son-of-a-gun when it comes to screwing. He and Jack really sexed me up. I was so sore I could hardly sit down on Monday morning. I'll tell you guys the whole lusty story when I see you face to face."

"I thought Dan was hanging with that Kate girl. She didn't come along?"

"Listen to this guy, Mary Ann. The subtext I'm hearing is--do I still have a chance to screw the cheerleader chick?"

"Don't worry Rick. I think your chances are better than ever. She's still in the game. She had a modeling job in New York over that weekend, so Dan decided to take advantage of her absence to drive down and visit us. When Jack asked about her, Dan smiled and said, 'Don't worry. Things are on track. You'll get a crack at her before much longer.' According to him, their short time apart would make her appreciate his good old 'Danny Dick' all that much more when she got back. I did my best to make sure there wasn't much left for her to appreciate, but, as you guys know and I found out, satisfying that guy is an impossible task."

"I'll bet you had fun trying though. didn't you?" I asked. 

Mary Ann giggled. "Yes, Rick. I had a whole lot of fun. Anyway, the following weekend Kate got another out-of-town job. That piece of news came from Kelli who had called Dan to tell him she was back in town. He immediately invited her over and she said they spent the whole weekend in bed and she loved every minute of it. He must have liked it too because when she was leaving he promised Kelli that he would have Kate personally inviting her to live with them before the month was up--and thinking it was her own idea."

"If anyone can bring off something like that, he's the manipulating bastard who can," Beth said. 

"I guess we'll just have to wait to see how this turns out. Thanks for offering to bring my stuff, sis. I'm ready to nest in with Jack. He's definitely a keeper, but we're living pretty spare here. His condo is really nice, but all we have is a bed, a TV, two chairs, and a card table to eat off. It's not because he's broke, he's just not interested in domestic stuff. Oh, and, sis, see if Stewart wants to come along. I really miss that guy."

After we told her goodbye, Beth said, "I hope you don't mind me offering to help her. You've been working way too hard lately. We can make taking Beth's stuff to her into a bit of a vacation. I thought we could rent a U-Haul truck and tow our car for the return trip. I'm sure I can get Stewart to help."

As she'd predicted, Beth had no difficulty talking Stewart into going along. When she told him Mary Ann was looking forward to seeing him, the prospect of being with her again was incentive enough. 

We made arrangements to leave the kids. Beth took care of renting the truck and the gadget to tow the car. What a man won't do for pussy, I said to myself as Stewart and I spent most of a very sweaty, late-August day getting the truck loaded. We finished at dusk and the van was pretty well filled to the brim with Mary Ann's furniture and boxes. After Beth loaded Mary Ann's clothes in our Subaru, we followed the instructions the rental center had given Beth and hitched it up to the truck. Attaching it seemed like a "no brainer" at the time.

Next morning, we set off on what promised to be another scorching day. Fortunately, the truck was air-conditioned. I was driving and Beth was in the middle next to Stewart. Like probably two-thirds of the people who rent those trucks, I had never driven a vehicle this big before, plus I was towing our car. I was pretty pleased with how smoothly I negotiated the corners getting out of our little subdivision, and when we were out on the Pennsy Turnpike I really felt like we had it made. We were right out there with the eighteen wheelers cruising on down the highway.

I wasn't too thrilled with the tolls however. They were steeper for a truck. Beth slept for an hour or so with her head on Stewart's shoulder while he pushed buttons on the radio looking for the right music. Thank god he wasn't into rap. There sure as hell was plenty of that shit on the dial.

We had a peaceful trip until Beth started to wake up. I had just managed to get us through Pittsburgh and was feeling rather smug about not missing any exits. She began snuggling with Stewart. I am totally familiar with the way she wakes up. That is--horny as hell. She started kissing him and put her hand in his crotch. Stewart looked at me with the sort of expression that said, what should I do now?

I knew the answer to that question, but there was no way he could fuck her without us getting off the turnpike. That would undoubtedly add to the already obnoxious tolls. She'd just have to wait to get her ashes hauled, so I gave her a sharp poke in the ribs with my elbow to get her wide awake.

She sat up, looked at me indignantly and said, "What the hell's wrong with you? Stewart and I were just being friendly. Christ, you'd think I was giving him a blowjob or something. As a matter of fact, that sounds like a hell of an idea. How about it, Stewart? Would you like some head?" 

Without waiting for an answer, she reached down and unzipped his fly. She extracted his big, black dick, and, making sure I had a clear view, licked the head of it with her pointed, pink tongue. Just as she was doing that, a trucker passed us and gave us a couple of toots on his air horn.

Things went downhill pretty rapidly after that. It appeared that Beth intended to give Stewart a blowjob to completion right there in the truck in broad daylight as we rolled down the highway. Forget the piddling little distraction of talking on a cellphone when you're driving! I'm here to tell you that trying to keep a U-Haul on the road while your wife is blowing her lover on the seat right next to you qualifies as a world-class distraction. 

"Jesus, Beth. Can't that wait? You'll have plenty of time to do him when we stop for the night."

"You just pay attention to your driving," Beth said. "I feel like sucking him off and he's loving it. I'll get him to come in a couple more minutes."

By this time, Stewart couldn't have cared less where he was. He was in Beth's hot mouth and that was all he needed to know. He had one hand down the front of her blouse and was playing with her tits while the other was caressing her butt. When he was obviously nearing his climax, I glanced in our rear-view mirrors and my heart nearly stopped. 

A State Patrol car was right on our tail and his lights were flashing. I wasn't sure if there was a law against people having oral sex in a truck on the Pennsy Turnpike, but I was prepared to believe there probably was. We were in his sights and guilty as hell. 

"Shit!" I said. "There's a cop behind us and he wants us to pull over!" You've never seen a guy lose a hard-on as quickly as Stewart did. He kept saying, "shit, shit," while I gradually slowed down, driving onto the shoulder, buying Stewart and Beth a few moments to reorganize their clothes and compose themselves. Beth actually managed to look concerned.

"You do all the talking, Rick," Stewart said. "People of my skin color don't have a good track record with the police."

The patrolman was polite and asked if I knew why he'd stopped us. When I told him no, he just asked for the paperwork for the truck, my driver's license, and proof of insurance. He looked us over pretty carefully but didn't give us any grief. Of course, he did have to ask a totally inane question. "Are you moving somewhere?" 

When both Beth and I began to answer his question at the same time, he just held up a hand and said, "That's okay, folks. I'm going to give you a warning this time. The blinkers on your towed vehicle are wired backwards. When you signal to move right, your left signal comes on and vice versa. I can't allow you to continue on the Turnpike that way. You'll have to get off at the next plaza--see it, it's right up there--and fix that problem. I've entered your license number in my onboard computer and the next patrolman who sees you won't be so nice if you haven't sorted out that signal."

So, we followed instructions and got off at the plaza he had pointed out. Of course it had no services beyond gas and a restaurant. The station attendant informed us the closest garage that might help us was six miles north of the Turnpike. Stewart and I spent several minutes fiddling with the plug between the truck and the car, but the things we tried made no difference. When Beth tried the signals, they were still backwards.

"I'm not good with this sort of stuff," Stewart admitted, holding his hands up in a gesture of defeat.

"Me too," I agreed. "I've always hated working on cars. So, here we are, a dentist, a computer programmer, and a miswired hitch. We're smart guys. What are we going to do about this?" It was getting on for noon and beginning to really heat up--plenty muggy as well.

"There's a number here in the rental contract to call when you need help," Beth volunteered. "I could try that."

"I guess that's what we'll have to do ," I said. "God knows how long it'll take to get someone out here."

"Wait a second," Beth said. "There's a truck just like this one there at the gas pumps. I'll walk over and see if they have any ideas."

Stewart and I stood in the minimal shade of the truck watching as Beth talked to someone inside the cab of the other truck, then the door opened and I forgot our petty, little problem. A stunning, long-legged woman gracefully dismounted from of the cab. She was wearing skin-tight, low-rise jeans and a short Tee-shirt and hers was a bare midriff to be proud of. She was a good six inches taller than Beth and lean without being skinny. I glanced at Stewart and he was unconsciously licking his lips.

"God, get a load of that piece of ass," he said in a low voice. "That bitch is definitely built for speed." I had to agree. The lady, from her short, ash-blond hair to her sandaled feet, was a seductive dream, a poster girl hot enough to grace the cover of any magazine. As she and Beth approached, we were speechless, both of us admiring the way she moved. Beth, being the observant female she is, raised her eyebrows at us and the drool that was figuratively dripping from our lips.

"Hi guys. This is Claire. Claire, these two are Rick, my husband, and Stewart--a very close friend of ours."

The amazing woman gave us a dazzling smile as we shook hands. Even that was a pleasurable experience. "Beth tells me you're having a bit of trouble."

"Did she tell you what was haywire?"

"Yeah. Something about the turn signals. It really doesn't matter. My husband and our friend can fix anything. As soon as they finish fueling up, they'll come over and take a look at the problem." She was standing with her arms crossed underneath her firm breasts and they were nicely outlined under the soft fabric of her shirt. Obviously, she wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples stood out proud right on the ends of her conical titties. Her bust wasn't large, but it matched the rest of her lithe figure to perfection.

The other truck pulled up alongside us and two very fit, thirtyish guys with short haircuts stepped out. 

"This is Spencer, my husband, and this is David, my other husband," Claire said, slipping a hand around each of their arms. "Guys, meet Rick and Stewart." We shook hands as she continued, "This cute, little lady is Beth."

They shook hands with her and from the way my wife looked at them I guessed she would much rather have been shaking another part of their anatomy.

We explained what our problem was and Spencer said, "That'll take about a minute to fix. Hey, Claire. Get me that screwdriver with all the ends inside the handle. It's under the seat." Stewart and I got to admire Claire's exquisite backside as she turned, bent over, and reached under the seat of their truck. I thought I was being pretty subtle as I checked her out, but Beth's surreptitious, little kick to my ankle put the lie to that. 

Claire returned with the screwdriver and handed it to Spencer who, along with David, was squatted down over the plug. The two of them had it dismantled and put back together in roughly two minutes. At least they had been wrong about how long it would take.

"There. Give em a try," David said.

"Boy, that was fast," Beth said.

"My guys work very well together," Claire said to Beth with a small grin. I'm not all that good at reading between the lines, but it seemed to me there were undertones to her remark.

"Mine do too," Beth said, apparently sensing the same message and sending her own reply, "as long as it's not a mechanical job." She reached in our truck and engaged the turn signal. It worked perfectly.

"Thanks a million," I said. Not only was I elated to get our problem solved so easily, I wanted to reward them and spend a little more time close to the marvelously attractive Claire. "Look, it's getting on for lunchtime. Can I buy you lunch to thank you for your help."

David and Spencer looked at each other and shrugged. "That won't be...," Spencer started to say.

Claire cut him off saying, "I'd like that. These places aren't famous for cuisine, but they do make a pretty fair burger."

We went inside and had an unremarkable lunch, food-wise, but the company we found ourselves seated with was another matter. It turned out Spencer and David were in the Navy. They were submarine sailors or "Bubbleheads" as the rest of the fleet referred to them Claire told us. They had both graduated from Annapolis the same year and their careers had followed parallel paths since then. They were both officers on the same nuclear submarine, but alternated so that usually one of them was at sea and the other ashore.

"Spencer is with the Gold Crew and David is with the Blue Crew," Claire explained. "It's a rarity for them to both be home at the same time and I'm loving it."

"We've been transferred from Bangor, Washington to good old rotten Groton, Connecticut," David said. "We're on the commissioning crew for a new boat being built there."

"They say it can take quite awhile until the Navy signs off on new construction and I'm looking forward to every minute of having them both around."

"I thought the Navy paid to move you guys," Stewart said, gesturing toward their truck.

"They moved our household goods, but what we have in the truck is David's wine collection and my Harley," Spencer said. "The Navy won't move those."

Lunch came to an end and I for one was sorry to see that happen. I had enjoyed feasting my eyes on Claire, a much more satisfying repast than the so-so hamburger I had eaten. While we were waiting for the check, Beth asked Claire if she wanted to use the Ladies' room before we hit the road again and they left us guys alone. We chatted about this and that. I admitted to being a computer programmer and Stewart that he was a dentist.

Spencer had just told me what an attractive wife I had when the ladies came into view. It would have been hard to imagine two women more physically unlike. Claire's body was, as Stewart had observed when he first saw her, built for speed. Beth, in delightful contrast, was a lovely example of lush femininity with generous curves outlining her compact body. They were both beautiful.

We said our farewells and Claire kissed both Stewart and me on the cheek. Just the touch of her lips and the smell of her affected me. I felt my cock stir, but resolved not to let any further thoughts of her disturb my anticipation of seeing Mary Ann and, hopefully, Kelli again.

We got back in the truck and headed out on the Turnpike. We hadn't gone a mile when I noticed Beth fidgeting like she does when she's trying to keep a secret. Keeping secrets is something she does about as poorly as anyone I've ever known.

"Okay, what's up?" I asked.

"You guys aren't going to fucking believe this."

"What aren't we going to believe?" Stewart asked.

"Well, when Claire and I went to the Ladies, the Head, she called it, she came right out and told me she was sleeping with both Spencer, who is her actual husband, and David who serves as her substitute husband. He lives with her when Spencer is at sea. She says this isn't all that uncommon an arrangement for wives of submariners. The boats have two complete crews and usually only one is ashore at a time. The guys get to enjoy the ladies' company when they're home and the ladies appreciate having a man around the house all the time."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 05



Stewart and I exchanged glances. This was interesting, but what did it have to do with us?

"Having the guys take turns living with her worked well for the three of them, but it took a pretty dramatic change when both guys were sent to a school during a yard period and Claire went along with them. The three of them made an attempt to figure out a schedule for sex, but it got too complicated. Claire said she finally told them, 'To hell with all this military organization and scheduling bullshit. I have plenty of ass for the two of you and you can both have me whenever you want. I don't care if you do me one at a time or together.' So that's what they've been doing ever since. When she said this, I knew she was a gal with an itchy pussy like mine. We are 'crotch sisters' so to speak."

This was sounding intriguing. So the lithe and lovely Claire enjoyed two on one. I was anxious to hear what kind of surprise Beth had in store for us.

"So, I told her that we too sexed each other up in whatever combination seemed appropriate at the moment. Well, Stewart. That got her attention. I can tell you--that girl wants in your pants. She asked if it was true about black men's, cock size, but I just smiled and told her she'd have to find out for herself."

"Man! I don't care if she's married, I can't believe I just let that fox drive out of my life," Stewart said. "Shit, I should have tried to get her telephone number or something."

"Well,...I got it," Beth said, waving a scrap of paper in Stewart's face. "How much is it worth to you?"

"I promise I'll give you whatever you want. How about all the sex you want for the rest of your life if you share it with me?"

"Oh sure. Like that's some giant sacrifice. You're already getting as much of my sweet, white ass as you can handle."

"Now, now, you two. Play nice," I said.

"I haven't even told you the best part. Claire has to check this out with her guys, but she says that won't be a problem. She wants us all to get together tonight and get better acquainted. She has her Blackberry along and she's going to text ahead and reserve us a couple of adjoining rooms. When she gets things organized, she'll give me a call."

"God, that sounds awesome," I said, as visions of Claire's graceful body flooded my mind. "Congratulations, Beth. You've done it again."

"Beth, you're without a doubt, the best thing that has ever happened to my sex life," Stewart said, leaning down and giving her a kiss. 

About twenty, endless minutes later, Beth's cell rang and we were in business. Claire had gotten us adjoining rooms at the Ramada Inn in Breezewood. One of the units even had a Jacuzzi tub.

Beth made some notes and after she hung up she said, "Shit, this is simply too fabulous. I hope I'm going to get a chance to screw both of Claire's hunky husbands. I didn't want to get my hopes too high, but what I recognized in Claire is a woman with a high-powered, sex drive. Like me, she wants to try everything she can and you, my favorite lovers, are what she wants to try next. I predict you guys are going to have your hands full satisfying this girl."

Stewart and I just looked at each other with shit-eating grins. "I think we're ready and willing to give Miz Claire whatever she wants. Right, Rick?" I nodded in agreement and let my mind continue spinning fantasies of fucking that very hot woman.

We rolled on down the Turnpike to Exit 161 and the motel was less than a mile off the highway. There was even parking for our truck. As a matter of fact, we parked right next to our new friends' truck. We checked in and got our keys and the elderly desk clerk accompanied us to unlock the passage door between the units.

"Enjoy your family reunion," he said, as he was leaving. "Your sister and brothers are really looking forward to seeing you."

"Sister and brothers," Stewart said. "That old fart is obviously color blind."

"Maybe he thinks you're adopted. Would you like for us to adopt you?" Beth said, kissing him and cupping her hand over the front of his pants. The results were dramatic. His hard-on tented his trousers and Beth laughed. "Better save that for Claire." 

There was a knock on the passage door and I opened it. Spencer was standing in the adjacent room and he had stemware glasses in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. 

"Claire is soaking in the tub and Dave is out for a jog, so I didn't see any point in waiting for them. Can I pour a little Merlot for you guys?"

"Please do," Beth said, and took a glass. When we all had one, Spencer poured and right away I could tell this was some very fine stuff. The color was rich and dark with a very smooth nose. I swirled it in my glass, sipped it and I don't think I've ever tasted a better wine.

"Did you get that here?" I asked. Spencer laughed and drank a little of his.

"That is pretty good," he said. "This is courtesy of Davey. We have a whole truck full of the stuff so I guess we'll just call this Davey's supernumerary husband tax. Enjoy."

We clinked glasses and as I took a sip it dawned on me just what he had said. He knew that we knew that he and David were sharing Claire. So that meant he also knew Stewart and I were both boinking my wife. Furthermore, this wasn't a problem for him.

Beth was smiling at him. She too had received his message and she clinked his glass again. "We like to take things kind of slow and easy. For us, anticipation is at least half the fun. Let's have a nice dinner, drink a little wine, get acquainted and see what develops." 

"That sounds fine to me," Spencer said. Almost simultaneously, David came back from his run and Claire emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a fairly diaphanous robe. Stewart and I admired her as she and David got glasses and Spencer poured wine for them. 

Dave sniffed his then sipped and said, "This is good. Tastes like a Paso Robles Merlot, about ninrty-five I'd guess. Where did you...? Shit, Spencer. This is my fucking wine!"

"You get high marks Mr. Wine Critic. You are one hundred percent correct. I didn't think you'd mind sharing a nice bottle with our new friends."

Dave muttered something about dragging the damned wine halfway across the country only to drink it in a cheap motel in Pennsylvania.

"Don't be surly, Dave," Claire said. "If you can't enjoy a good bottle of wine while you're...er...making new friends, then what the hell is it good for?"

"You're right, Claire. I'm sorry you guys," he said, turning toward us. "I can get a little carried away on the subject of wine. I do have plenty that we can share on such a special occasion as this. Drink up and I'll be right back with more."

He was and we sat around and chatted. Sexual tension, sparking like electricity, permeated the room--a marvelously exciting undercurrent to our friendly conversation. The realization that we were going to have sex with each other and not knowing exactly how this would happen and who would be with whom, just added to the aura of excitement for me. I think all of us must have felt and appreciated this, as not one of us said or did anything to lessen our anticipation.

"I checked out the motel restaurant before you guys got here and it doesn't look half bad," Spencer said. "I went ahead and made reservations for the six of us at seven PM. If that doesn't work for you, we can do something else."

"I want to enjoy some wine without worrying about driving," David said. "So my vote is for staying here."

We all agreed, then Beth checked her watch and said, "It's after six already and I have to do some major overhaul if I'm to be presentable tonight. How about Claire and I use this bathroom and you guys get the other one."

I looked at the other men and they just shrugged. "That's fine with us."

The ladies gathered up their things and retreated to their bathroom. We sat around and watched baseball on TV while taking turns in the shower. Despite the fact there were four of us, we were still ready before the women, but when they appeared, they were a sight worth waiting for.

I didn't think it was possible, but Claire looked even sexier than she had this afternoon. She wore a scarlet dress with quite a short skirt and sheer black stockings that really flattered those gorgeous long legs of hers. Beth had on one of my favorite dresses, a black number that showed plenty of leg and showcased her cleavage. They both looked good enough to eat and I hoped to find out if that was indeed the case before the night was over.

It was nearly seven when we walked through the motel to the dining room and the hostess seated us. The room was less than half-full and the male heads were actively checking out our ladies. We got settled in and Dave made their wine steward's day--yes, they actually had one--when he complimented him on his choices for his list and then ordered a couple bottles of an Oregon Pinot Noir. The evening special was slow-cooked prime rib. We were unanimous in choosing it and we made the right choice. It was juicy and done to perfection.

Dinner was delightful. Claire's description of how Spencer and his siblings got their names cracked us up.

"His old man was in the Coast Guard and spent most of his career in Alaska," she told us. "He loved the country so much he named his kids after places where he was stationed. Spencer was named for the cape where his dad helped man the lighthouse. Spencer's younger brother is named Kodiak for the island and his sister made out the worst. Her name is Biorka for the Loran station outside of Sitka. These mean bastards call her Yorkie to this day."

"I'm just glad he never got stationed in Ketchikan," Spencer said, finishing his last swallow of wine. "This evening has been a real treat, but we all had a long day and we have to travel tomorrow. As I understand it, there's some more entertainment on tap for this evening. I vote for going back to our rooms and see what happens next."

"That sounds good to me," Claire said, smiling at Stewart. "I'm ready for some rich, dark dessert."

"Speaking of that," David said, with a big grin. "I've got us a bottle of Chocolate Amore Port waiting. That'll be the perfect introduction to our amusement."

"Sounds good. Let's go," said the normally talkative Beth. And we did. David set out tiny cordial glasses he'd gotten from the wine steward and after he poured us each a glass, we sat in a circle and sipped our wine. 

Beth was between Spencer and David on the foot of the bed, and from where I sat, on a bench in front of the vanity, I got the impression that spot was where she planned to spend the immediate future. Claire parked her delicious ass on the arm of Stewart's easy chair. 

Claire rescued us from an awkward silence as the moment of truth approached. She drank her last sip of Chocolate Amore, and then, making sure we were all watching, stuck out her tongue and sensuously licked the inside of the little glass clean. I had a hard-on before she put it down and I applauded her. 

She stood up, took a bow, and then sat down in Stewart's lap. He looked pretty nervous until Spencer said, "You go, girl! Show Stewart how hot Submariner ladies can be."

She smiled at him and said, "Aye, aye, sir." The sexual tension in the room turned to outright lust the instant she put an arm around his neck and their lips met. One thing about Stewart, he isn't a shy violet once he's aroused. Having Claire's eager tongue exploring his mouth turned him on quick as a flash. She squirmed her beautiful butt around in his lap, and as they continued kissing, his hand slid up her torso and claimed one of her pert breasts. Claire broke their kiss and a wide smile spread across her face as she announced. "Oh my, Beth. Yes! You've discovered a treasure here. Let the fun begin." 

As I've come to realize, I'm an enthusiastic voyeur in these group situations. Don't get me wrong, I love participating and always manage to get my share of loving. But, I do get off on watching and that quirk enables me to give a true account of what I see. So, this is what happened when the very sexy Claire and her two, handsome husbands partied with my wife and Stewart.

At first, Claire and Stewart were the center of attention. There seems to be, in our society at least, a certain fascination, as well as a deep-rooted sense of a taboo being violated, when a black man makes love to a white woman. In my experience, that color contrast had only served to heighten my enjoyment when I watched Stewart having sex with my wife, or Kelli, or Mary Ann--for that matter. So, I was eager to see Stewart do another white girl, especially one as gorgeous and exciting as Claire.

The lovers continued kissing with their mouths opening passionately to each other. She had one arm around his neck and a hand on his cheek. He held a pointed breast in one hand while the other slid up her stocking-clad leg, bunching her red dress into her crotch and exposing her creamy thighs.

Beth and her guys were also focussed on Claire and Stewart. The men both had one arm around her and were each holding a breast while Beth's red-nailed hands were on the front of their pants. For the moment at least, the four of us were all content to watch the scene heating up in the easy chair. 

Stewart pushed the bodice of Claire's dress down and began to lick and suck her nipples. She held his head against herself, threw her head back, and moaned with pleasure. After a couple of minutes, she got up and hiked her dress up to her waist. Without removing her red thong, she sat back down on his lap facing him. They kissed while Stewart fondled her ass and then unzipped her dress down her back. To my surprise, Claire had a rather large tattoo on her lower back just above her buttocks and Spencer satisfied my curiosity.

"Her tattoo is the official emblem of the Submarine Service, Rick. That's a pair of dolphins cavorting above her beautiful ass. They mark my wife as Navy property, but David and I've agreed to let her find pleasure making love with our friends. You and Stewart qualify, so you have our permission to share our beautiful Claire." He smiled as he gave Beth's tit a squeeze. "We won't be spectators all evening though. We're both looking forward to getting a piece of your delectable lady."

"Me too," Beth said.

I nodded. "You'll enjoy her. She's a very hot woman." I gestured toward the loving couple. "If you like to watch, you're in for a treat. Stewart is the real deal. He never fails to turn my sweet wife into a wailing cumslut."

"I hope he can do that to Claire," David said, smiling at Spencer who just nodded.

"Let's get naked," Beth said, giving her lovers' cocks a squeeze. "Watching is fun, but it's even better when I can feel some skin."

Spencer and David stood and pulled Beth to her feet. They stripped her with swift but loving care and she was nude by the time I got my shirt off. Claire got to her feet and Stewart slipped her gown down over her hips. She hooked her thumbs under the straps crossing over her slim hips and pushed her skimpy, red thong down her legs. She put her hand on Stewart's shoulder and stepped out of her panty while David, Spencer and I took off our trousers. 

Naked, save for her black, thigh-high stockings and red heels, she cupped her breasts and posed. Her stunning body was completely hairless. Tan lines framed both her firm tits and naked pussy complete with its pouting lips. Claire was truly a California girl. God, I hoped I'd have a chance to go down on the centerfold I saw before me and taste her womanhood. 

As she faced me, one of Stewart's dark fingers slipped between her legs from behind, spreading her lips and sliding forward until he found her clitoris. She gasped when he touched it, then turned until his black hands held her ivory hips and caressed her ass. I simply had to touch myself and judging by the hard-ons Beth was holding, the sight of Claire being so intimately caressed by a black man met with her guys' approval too. My wife was slowly masturbating them and they were returning the favor by fingering her pussy and kissing her nipples.

We watched Claire unwrap her chocolate surprise. When she unzipped Stewart's pants, she gasped with delight when his long, black trouser-snake slithered into view.

"Holy shit," David said.

"You've got your work cut out for you, honey," Spencer said, watching her take Stewart's shaft in both hands and then turn to my wife.

"God, Beth. Don't bullshit me now. You've taken this entire, huge thing inside yourself? You don't look big enough to fit this thing in your pussy. I've never seen a cock this big!"

"Wait until he gets it in you, Claire. You'll love how full he makes you feel."

She wasted no time slipping his pants and shorts down his legs while he pulled his shirt off over his head. In moments, he was as naked as the rest of us. Holding his hard-on in both hands, she jerked it a couple of times, bent down and kissed the head of it.

"Damn, Stewart," Spencer said. "You've got some kind of build. I'm gonna want to find out about your workout routine."

Stewart didn't answer and it was easy to see why. Claire was on her knees and what I was witnessing was a blowjob in fast forward. She kissed, sucked, and licked him from below his balls to the purple head of his dick. While still jerking him off with both hands, she opened her mouth wide and wrapped her lips around his prick. Stewart moaned, and holding her by her hair, pulled her close, pushing his cock deep into her throat. She gagged, but didn't turn loose of him. 

Each time that I see Stewart's black pole sliding into a willing, white, woman's mouth and watch her red lips stretch thin as struggles to welcome his invader, reminds me of how much I love my role as a voyeur. 

Sexy Claire was eye candy for my lecherous gaze and I was determined not to miss a single detail. I was so turned on I just had to jerk my cock a few times.

Claire saw me do this and interrupted sucking Stewart's cock long enough to say, "Dammit, Rick. Don't you dare jerk-off. I want every drop of come you two guys can produce. As a matter of fact, let's go next door and get into some serious fucking so I can drain you dry. By screwing around here, we're just distracting my guys from giving Beth what she wants. I'm looking forward to having all of us roll around together later, but first I need to get thoroughly laid."

She got to her feet and taking Stewart and me by the hands led us into the adjacent bedroom. She had us sit side by side on the bed then got down on her knees and began blowing both of us. 

It never ceases to amaze me how differently women suck cocks. I'm not a world-class expert on this, but, by now, I have had a bit of experience. I won't get into rating them because there is no such thing as a 'bad' blowjob. Claire had spectacular technique. She had no trouble deep-throating me, but Stewart made her gag. She salivated like mad and we all got delightfully wet with her spit. Stewart's cock was deep in her mouth when I reached over and smoothed her hair away from her face so I could get a clearer view.

"You really get off on watching us having sex, don't you, Rick?" she asked, shaking his wet dick at me. I nodded. "I'm willing to bet that you love seeing your beautiful, sexy wife kiss and lick this big, black pole." I nodded. "Have you watched her suck his cock until he comes in her hot mouth?" 

"I love having her do those things." 

"Does she do this?" she asked, maintaining eye contact with me while her pink tongue darted out and licked his cock head like a lollipop. Then she took him back in her mouth and closed her red lips around his ebony shaft. 

I nodded again. "She always sucks his cock and gets it all nice and wet before they fuck." 

"So, you get a kick out of watching him fuck her married pussy," she said, putting two fingers in herself. I nodded and she removed her wet fingers then held them out to me. I knew what she wanted. I opened and she put them in my mouth. I sucked and licked her juices from her red-nailed fingers. She moved her hand behind herself, slid it over her ass and slipped a fingertip into her rectum. "How about in here--does she let him push his hard-on up her ass and fuck her back door?"




Beth's Awakening Ch. 05



"Yeah, she does and I love watching every sexy thing she does with him," I said, and smiled at Stewart. "And you like doing them to her don't you?"

"Oh, yeah," he said. "Your Beth is a very hot piece of ass. I really like fucking her." 

"So, Rick, now that I know how much you like seeing your sweet wife impaled on this beautiful, black pole, I'm curious. What do you do while Stewart is fucking the shit out of your lady? Jerk-off?" 

I swallowed and said, "Sometimes." How the hell had she figured me out so quickly? Was I so obvious that she could instantly tell voyeurism was a major turn on for me? Dan had perceived the same thing about me. Were she and Dan two of a kind? People who just instinctively know what a person's hot buttons are and enjoy pushing them. She sure as shit had pushed mine. 

"Well, I think it's delightfully kinky that you enjoy watching other men fuck your wife. Spencer and Dave like doing that too and I love them both for letting me screw around. Now, you get comfortable and watch while Stewart fucks me. All three of us are going to love that. I'll get an amazing cock, my first black one. Stewart will get a new piece of ass and you, Rick. You'll have a ringside seat so you can watch every wicked detail. But I don't want you to jerk-off. I want you to fuck me next." 

She leaned over, took my hard-on in her mouth and gave me head until I could feel my climax approaching. Apparently, she could tell that I was getting close and abruptly quit. 

"That'll have to do until Stewart's finished screwing me. Hopefully, seeing us get it on will excite you as much as watching Beth does." 

"Everything you've done turns me on," I said, squeezing her closest breast. 

She stood up and pushed her shaved pussy in Stewart's face. "How about it, lover. Are you ready to work this pussy over for Rick's viewing pleasure?"

"You know it," he said, clasping the cheeks of her ass and pulling her crotch against his face. I couldn't see much, but I could hear plenty of slurping. She began making little noises of pleasure holding his head and thrusting her hips against his face.

"Go ahead and touch me too, Rick. There's plenty of Claire for the both of you." 

I wasn't about to pass up an invitation like that. I got on my knees behind her and kissed her exquisite ass from her tattoo down over her tan line, pausing to lick those velvety cheeks. Stewart's hands covered her bottom and gave me an opportunity I couldn't pass up. When he opened her crack, I put my tongue in her rosebud.

She looked over her shoulder and put a hand on my head. "You guys are too much! I'm about to explode. God, Rick. How did you know I'm an anal girl? Did Spencer tell you? He calls me his 'analista.'"

"Spencer didn't breathe a word about your quirk. Your ass looked so inviting I just had to taste it."

"You're doing a helluva good job. I love having your tongue in my ass. Let's get up on the bed. Stewart. I want to feel that beautiful cock in me, but promise me you'll be gentle. I've never had one as big as yours and I'm a little nervous." She smiled at me as we shifted around. 

"I have a plan, though. Stewart's going to get me warmed up, Rick. After he comes in me, I want you to do my ass. You can fuck me and fill me with your semen so I'll be nice and slippery. Then, you can relax right here on these pillows for a few minutes and watch while Stewart gets sloppy seconds in my back door. After that, you can take a turn in my pussy if you'd like. How about it, guys? Does this sound like something we can do?" she asked, disengaging herself from our caresses. 

She climbed on the bed, lay down and spread her legs. Her shaved pussy, so different from my wife's furry nest, looked most inviting to me and apparently Stewart was impressed too as he wasted no time getting into position to enter her.

"Come closer, Rick. I might need your help getting his monster in me." 

Stewart lowered himself between her thighs and she kissed him, holding his head in one hand and the shaft of his dick in the other.

"I want this thing in me," she said, swiping the head of his hard-on between the wet lips of her vagina until he was shiny with her juices. "And I want it now," she said, aiming his cock at her entrance, tilting her hips up to accept him, and taking the head of his prick into her pussy.

Stewart raised up, supporting his weight on his hands, he began pushing slowly but relentlessly into her.

"Oh, shit!" she gasped, holding on to two handfuls of sheet. "You're fucking huge! Please, please. Stop for a moment. Let me catch my breath." She lay still, panting. "I can't look. Tell me, Rick. How much more does he have to go? The head of his dick already feels like it's somewhere up around my lungs."

I looked down between them and Stewart was about halfway in her, but I knew she didn't want to hear that, so I stretched the truth just like he was stretching her very full snatch. 

"Only another inch and he'll be all the way in," I lied. Stewart smiled at me and nodded his approval.

"That's okay then," she said. "I can do that much. It almost hurts, but feels so fucking good at the same time that I want it all. Kiss me, Rick. That'll help distract me."

Stewart paused, taking a minute to let her pussy get accustomed to his penis. Any guy with a dick the size of his had obviously dealt with this situation before and, hopefully, knew how to avoid hurting his lover.

When our mouths separated, Claire smiled at me and said, "Thanks, Rick. That really helps."

Stewart kissed her then and said, "You're wonderful, Claire--so tight and hot. I'm going to start fucking you now and you're going to love it." He began to move, just a tiny amount, gently, but, with every stroke, going deeper and deeper into her pussy. 

After a minute or two, Claire visibly relaxed and began stroking his back affectionately. She broke their kiss and said, "What a marvelous sensation. Beth was right. This is definitely the fullest I've ever been and I'm loving it." She pulled Stewart's head down and kissed him again. He reacted by picking up his pace and I could see that his full length was in her now and she was doing fine with that. As a matter of fact, she was doing so well that she reached down, cupped the cheeks of his butt, and pulled him closer. Stewart picked up the pace, driving into her faster and faster. The harder he fucked her the more she moaned and thrust her hips to meet him.

He looked over at me and said, "You're really going to enjoy fucking this girl. She's got some very talented muscles in her pussy. She's actually massaging my dick." 

Watching Claire as her excitement increased, I was reminded of how a spider clasps its prey in its legs before it begins to wrap it in a silken prison. First, her strong arms went around him and her long scarlet nails dug into his shoulders. Next, her muscular, long legs whipped around his hips and held him a virtual prisoner in her crotch. I was accustomed to seeing Stewart be the master of situations like this as he routinely reduced the woman he was fucking to a wailing cumslut, but this girl was different. She was demanding and made sure her lover knew what she wanted.

"Fuck me, Stewart," she said. "Give me all of your big, black dick, lover." She moaned and let out little shrieks as she climaxed repeatedly, but she didn't ease up. 

They were both sweating now and I was sure neither of them could maintain this pace. 

"God, I'm coming again and this is the big one," Claire announced. "Fuck me with your delicious, black cock," she demanded. "Shoot your hot come in me. Fill my thirsty cunt." Stewart gave a cry and I could see his balls rise and fall as he ejaculated in her. Claire's head whipped from side to side and she shrieked in delight as they climaxed together. 

He finished with a few, short strokes and just lay on her. They were both gleaming with perspiration and looked pretty well fucked out to me. Slowly, Claire relaxed her grip on Stewart. First, her legs fell open, then she gently took his face in her hands and kissed him.

"Thank you, Stewart. I told you that you're the first black man I've ever been with and you made all the stories I've heard come true. You really rang my chimes."

"You're very special, Claire. I've never had a woman control the pace of a fuck before. At first I wasn't sure I liked that, but you're a generous lady. You give as much as you get. I'll be ready anytime you want some more of me."

"Well, tiger. We can have an encore shortly, but first, I've got to make Rick happy. Aside from a little head and a pretty hot sex-show, the poor bugger hasn't gotten sweet bugger-all. But that's about to change because he has a reservation to bugger my tight asshole."

"I don't want to stand in the way of progress," Stewart said, pulling out of her with a slurp.

"Holy shit! You must have dumped about a pint of come in me. It's running all over the place. Do you want me to go clean up, Rick?"

"No way, Claire," I said. "Freshly fucked pussies are my very favorite. Let me have a few strokes of sloppy seconds in you, then turn around and I'll slide my dick right up your sweet butt."

"Come closer, then. You can't fuck me from way over there." I climbed between her thighs and she put her hand down and steered me into her deliciously creamy pussy. Being used to screwing Beth, I was pleased to discover that Claire was so tall I could both suck her nipples and kiss her while we fucked. 

The muscle tone of her entire body was astounding. Every movement she made was a caress along the length of our torsos. Stewart was right--she did have magic muscles in her pussy. Even after accomodating his massive pole and with a pussy full of come, she still tightened right down on my hard-on. This girl was a fantasy come true. I'd wanted her from the moment I'd laid eyes on her in the parking lot and now I was actually fucking this spectacular woman. I mentally thanked Beth for making this moment possible. 

"Don't you be coming in there," she warned. "Remember my plan."

"We'd better get on with it then, because screwing you is so wonderful I could very easily add mine to Stewart's contribution."

She kissed me again, and said, "Okay, stud. Let me up. If you like being in my pussy, you'll love my ass."

I got behind her and admired her shapely butt and dolphin tattoo as I inserted a couple of fingers in her anus to spread her a bit. 

"Squeeze my tits while you're doing that will you, honey," I obliged and was surprised again. Beneath the soft flesh of her breasts, muscles rippled against her ribcage as she moved her ass from side to side, impaling herself on my fingers.

After a minute or two, she turned her head and whispered, "Take me now you big-cocked, wife-fucking stud."

That really jerked my chain. I got close behind her put a hand on her hips and dipped my cock into her pussy for a stroke or two. When I was nice and slippery, I pulled out and placed the head of my dick on her rosebud. I moved forward and penetrated her with ease. I went full-length into her until my balls touched the naked lips of her pussy. I paused for possibly a nanosecond before I began screwing her ass. Sometime during the course of our incredibly intense fuck, I became aware that she had Stewart's cock in her mouth again, but I didn't care.

Claire and I climaxed together. A totally spectacular event for me and, judging by the noises she made, not too bad for her either. As it turned out, however, I had merely warmed her up for the main event. Without a break, she had Stewart get behind her. He pushed into her and she took his cock up her ass like it belonged there. Claire was indeed an 'analista.'

Perhaps Stewart had it in mind to maybe get even with her for almost raping him, but it didn't work. She took everything he could give her and just kept on climaxing. I have no idea how long she might have gone on, but Stewart reached the limit of his ability to hold his orgasm back and with a shout emptied his nuts up her rectum. I was in awe. I thought I had seen lusty women in action before, but for sheer staying power this athletic bitch could fuck circles around any of the ladies I knew. She was definitely the female version of Dan.

We collapsed together on the bed with Claire between us guys. I cuddled up to her shapely back and played with her breasts while she kissed Stewart on the cheek and held his limber dick. "I hope I haven't broken this marvelous tool," she said, giving it a squeeze.

"It'll be just fine," Stewart said, pulling her thigh over his, pressing her naked, pussy lips against his leg.

"I'm really enjoying you guys," she said. "The sex was pure dynamite. In addition, I got a kick out of discovering that Rick gets turned on by watching people fuck. Right, Rick?"

I gave her tit a squeeze, pressed my cock against her ass, and said, "You've got that right, Sherlock." 

She laughed and put a hand on my butt to hold me close. "It's your turn, Stewart. What's your kink?"

"I'm not sure it qualifies as a kink, but I sure do love introducing you hot, white ladies to black dick."

"That was fun all right," Claire said. "Do you have any other black friends who might like to join you in screwing an appreciative, white wife?"

"Oh, I imagine I could find someone for you," he said, kissing her. "He might not have a cock as big as mine though. Is that a problem?"

"Not for me. My pussy is fully adjustable. After taking you on, I'm convinced I can accomodate to any size prick. So, tell me. Do you get a special kick out of fucking a wife while her husband watches?"

"It's very sexy fun to screw Beth with Rick as our rooting section, but I like fucking all you white ladies--married or single--I don't care." 

"That's the spirit. C'mon, lovers. Let's go see what my guys and the sexy Beth are up to."

So we did and found them relaxing on the bed with satisfied smiles. My wife's legs were spread a bit and, with come glistening on her soft thighs and I could see that she'd been thoroughly ridden. I was sorry I'd missed the show, but I couldn't be in two places at once. She wasn't the only one 'put up wet.' Claire was standing with her hands on her hips, legs slightly spread and the insides of her thighs were wet to the knees.

"It looks like you had fun, sweetheart," Spencer said. "Did you enjoy your romp with Stewart and Rick?"

"Oh my, yes. Stewart was delicious and Rick was dessert, but I'm still kind of needy. Do you think I could talk you and that handsome Davey into fucking my ass a little more."

"I think we can arrange that," Spencer said. "Give us some head and let's see what happens." Beth surrendered her spot between David and Spencer to Claire. Stewart was in the comfortable chair and Beth sat in his lap. Once again I was on the vanity bench where I had a good view of the action. 

Claire used the same approach with them that she had with Stewart and me. Why not? It was very effective. It resulted in Spencer fucking her ass until he came while she blew David. After his climax, David took his place. The three of them were a very hot show. Claire was simply amazing--a one woman cumathon. It dawned on me that perhaps she was using sex as a physical fitness tool as well as a means of pleasure.

David reached his climax and I almost went with him as I had been jerking off while watching them. I checked out Beth and Stewart. She was still sitting in his lap, but now his dick was out of sight in her pussy.

The three lovers collapsed on the bed. Claire was glistening with sweat and her long, beautiful legs were splayed wide. Come was running from her ass and pooling on the sheet. 

"I'm a fucking mess," she announced. "Do you want to join me in the Jacuzzi, Beth? We can kill two birds with one stone. We can get cleaned up and maybe talk these guys into jerking off on us. That turns me on a lot and it looks to me like your sweet husband is anxious to make a donation."

Once again, Claire had struck paydirt. Having men come on her is one of Beth's very favorite quirks and I have yet to see her pass up a chance to have them do it. She didn't this time either. Stewart looked kind of disappointed when she dismounted from his lap and left his big, wet hard-on just waving in the breeze. 

Claire started to fill the Jacuzzi and while the water was running the ladies disappeared into the bathroom. We men took turns using the other "head" as Spencer and David referred to it. 

David opened another bottle of wine and poured us each a glass before he went to the bathroom. Stewart took a sip and said to Spencer, "Your wife has a pretty big appetite for sex."

"You've noticed," he said, with a wry smile. "Yeah, Claire fucks like she does everything else--full-bore. She wants what she wants and she wants it now. I love her passionately, but she isn't exactly a 'low maintenance' lady. The woman works out seven days a week and she's run so many marathons that I've lost count. 

"When I realized early on that I wasn't going to be able to keep up with her sexually, I took her to an on-premises, swing club. I thought she might be able to get her itch scratched and I'd get a break. What a disaster that was. 

"It's Claire's nature that if something feels good you overdo it, at least when it comes to exercise and sex. She took on every man in the place and some of them twice. I made them all wear rubbers and that pissed her off. She likes having her men bareback and enjoys having them come in her. When she's in heat, she'll do anything for pleasure and, if I hadn't been there, she would have let all those strangers unload in her. That scared the hell out of me and convinced me I needed to come up with a different strategy for keeping her satisfied."

David was back and listened in. When Spencer finished, he said, "That's where I entered the picture. Spencer and I have been friends since grade school and we've shared everything along the way. I was Spencer's best man when he married Claire right after we graduated from Annapolis. He knew that I had dated her a few times and also that we'd slept together before they became an 'item.' So, she and I both knew and liked each other. 

"About a year after they were wed, Spencer got me aside and told me about the problem he was having, and then he came right out and invited me to share her with him. I was surprised, but after we'd talked it over some more, and I recalled how much fun I'd had screwing her, I wasn't about to say no. So, we tried to plan an elaborate seduction scene, but gave up and decided that the straightforward approach would be best. One evening when I was at their place for dinner, after a few drinks, Spencer worked up his courage and started to tell her what we had in mind. 

"When he reached the part about me being a substitute husband, she laughed out loud and said, 'It's about time you recruited reinforcements, honey. I've always regretted not fucking Davey more when we were dating, so we've got some catching up to do.' Without any more preliminaries, she took my hand and led me upstairs. I was feeling pretty smug about being selected as her stud until I got a crash course in Claire-style fucking. By morning, I had definitely figured out why poor Spencer was begging for help. Claire is just too highly sexed to be satisfied with only one man."

"That was the conclusion I was coming to," Stewart said. "And she confirmed that a few minutes ago when, right after Rick and I fucked her, she came out here and took on you two."

Spencer nodded. "That's Claire. So, David moved in with us. At first we had a schedule for having sex with her, but that didn't work out. Now we just screw her whenever and however she wants us. One at a time or both of us together, it makes no difference to Claire. She loves it all."

"We've gotten so Spencer and I both keep an eye out for likely candidates to help scratch her itch and you have no idea how happy we are to add you two to Claire's roster of lovers."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 06



Chapter Six; Adventures in Providence

Following our intense romp with Claire, the queen of lust, I for one was totally done in and it appeared that Beth and Stewart were too. We slept, the three of us, in a king-size bed, with Beth in the middle. Around dawn, I awoke becoming aware of activity in the adjoining room. Having to pee, I got up and, when passing by the open door, I saw Claire pulling on a pair of shorts. She was topless and I stopped to admire the view. She looked up, saw me, and smiled. Putting a finger to her lips in a gesture of silence, she then cupped her breasts in her hands, squeezing her nipples. Rather pointedly, she looked at my crotch and I realized I was holding my very stiff dick in my hand.

Claire crooked her finger and I followed her into the bathroom. Closing the door, she whispered, "That yummy cock of yours looks like it's starving for attention. You wanna come in my mouth?" I nodded. Taking my cock in her hand, she continued, "Good. I'd love to let you fuck my pussy, but I'm going for a run and there's nothing worse than jogging with come running down your legs."

"Now that's a problem I'm not familiar with," I whispered. "I want you to blow me, but first I have to pee."

She pulled me over to the commode and held my dick while I pissed. It's difficult enough to pee when you have a hard-on. It's even harder when a fine-looking, topless woman is holding and squeezing your dick and giggling at your squirt, squirt efforts. It took me quite awhile to empty my bladder, but I had fun and, eventually, the job was done. 

After milking the last few drops from me, Claire parked her butt on the commode, grabbed the cheeks of my ass, and wrapped her lips around my hard-on. Taking me deep into her hot, wet mouth, I felt her tongue moving against my dick--a heavenly sensation. She was such a talented cocksucker that it couldn't have been more than five minutes before I felt my climax building. Holding her head against me, I thrust my cock deep in her throat and came in her sexy mouth. 

She swallowed, then kissed my softening prick and smiled up at me. "Very tasty, lover," she whispered, giving my ass cheeks a squeeze. "Thanks for the instant protein breakfast. That'll keep me going when I'm running my ten-miler."

I pulled her to her feet and kissed her, tasting myself on her tongue. "God, Claire, that was delightful," I said, bending down to suck one of her hard nipples while cupping her tight ass in my hands.

"No time for that now. Maybe later. Gotta get my run in." With that, she went back to her room, finished dressing, and headed for the door. As she left, she blew me a kiss, then turned and was gone. 

I went back to bed, climbing in alongside my wife. She and her lover were still asleep so I lay beside them, savoring the sensations from my unexpected blowjob, my dick still damp from Claire's mouth. 

What a transformation Beth's indiscretion had made in our lives. Our marriage had been in trouble, both of us going on from day to day, leading lives of quiet frustration until her wild night with Dan and Jack changed her. I was grateful that things had turned out the way they did. I didn't regret that she'd seduced me into joining her in the crazy world of lust she'd discovered. In my wildest dreams, I'd never imagined that sex could be so much fun. One thing was certain, I had no intention of giving this up. I loved this new lechery. From making love with Kelli to Claire's unexpected blowjob, I had no idea what new sexual adventure might come my way next, but I was prepared to welcome whatever did.

According to the clock radio, it was after seven and daylight was seeping into the room past the edges of the curtains. I plumped up my pillow and looked over at my lovely wife in the dim light. She'd kicked off the covers and, naked as usual, was sleeping on her side, facing me with her lover's dark arm around her, his hand cupping her creamy, white breast even as they slept.

I sat up and was getting ready to head for the shower when Beth stirred and opened her eyes. Seeing me, she smiled, then covered the dark hand holding her breast with hers, and whispered, "Now this is an excellent way to wake up." I leaned down and kissed her.

"Good morning, husband. I love you," she said, kissing me back.

"Good morning, sweetheart. I love you too. You look very beautiful lying there in Stewart's arms. I was just about to take a shower. Would you like to join me?"

She reached down and touched my cock. "What's this?" she demanded, sitting up. "Your dick is all wet. Did you just fuck that Claire bitch? Damn, Rick. You know how horny I am when I wake up. I was really looking forward to a nice, tender piece of ass this morning. What the hell am I going to do now?"

"Jeez, Beth. All I got from Claire was a quick blowjob before she went for a run. I don't see too big of a problem here. You have three other dicks available to scratch your itch."

"So, was she good?" Beth asked, smiling at me. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Oh, yeah. I was totally surprised. I got up to go pee and there she was. She made me an offer I couldn't refuse and the result was short, sweet, and delicious. Claire sucks dick like she does everything else--at full throttle. She got me off in just a few minutes. That's all we did. I would have been happy to fuck her, but she was in a hurry to go running."

"Well, what you said about the availability of dicks is sounding better by the moment. I'll fuck all three of the guys. That way, I'll drain their nuts and little-miss-sexpot Claire will just have to make do with what little I leave behind." She climbed over Stewart, deliberately rubbing her tits and crotch on him, as she got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. 

Stewart sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "What was that about?"

"Beth is peeved because I got a blowjob from Claire this morning. She wanted me to fuck her and now that's not going to work out, so she's planning to screw all three of you guys. That way there won't be any of us available to scratch Claire's itch when she gets back."

Stewart laughed. "These women are a real trip. I never thought of myself as a sex toy, but if Beth wants to use me to frustrate Claire I'm ready to play." He stroked his morning erection a couple of times and was standing tall when Beth came back.

"Thank god," she said. "At least there's one hard-on ready to please a needy lady. Do you mind if I ride you, lover?"

"Hell no! Climb aboard and we'll take a sweet little journey to the 'land of come.'"

"God, Stewart. You can be such a silly shit," she said, bending down and taking his erection in her mouth. She moved her head up and down on his dick a half-dozen times, coating his cock with her spit, then swung a leg over his hips. Eyes closed and moaning in delight, she sat down on his chocolate stick, taking the full length of him into her pussy. She pressed her body tight against him and they kissed as he cupped the cheeks of her sweet ass. 

She looked over at me, smiled, and said, "See what you're missing. If you hadn't shot your wad down Claire's greedy gullet, it'd be you fucking my hot pussy. Now you'll just have to watch while Stewart and I get it on."

"Watching you two is going to be plenty of sex for me at the moment."

That ended the conversation as Beth raised up and braced her hands against Stewart's chest. She began to fuck him in earnest and, as usual, she made plenty of noise. Her cries of passion as she urged Stewart to fuck her harder succeeded in awakening our next-door neighbors. Spencer and David stepped into the room, both sporting useful-looking hard-ons. This was shaping up to be a win-win-win situation for Beth.

"My god, that is one hot sight to behold," David said. "Is this a closed party or can anyone join in?" 

"Where Beth is concerned, it's 'the more the merrier,'" I said.

"Thanks," Spencer said. "We seem to be fresh out of pussy next door. That long-legged bitch of ours must have gone for her morning run."

Stewart let out a cry and busted his nut in Beth. She came along with him as he clasped her pretty, white butt in his black hands--a very erotic sight. Beth lay on him and they kissed while coming down from their shared orgasms.

Beth smiled at me and said, "Did you enjoy the show?"

"I'm not the only one. You two drew an audience."

She hadn't realized Spencer and David were in the room until then. Now she smiled at them and said, "Good morning, guys. You sailors look like you need a snug harbor for those nice stiffies I see. How about tucking them in my barely used pussy?"

"Sounds good to me," Spencer said. "You go first, David. I'll do her after you. Sloppy seconds...er, in this case, dirty thirds are my favorite. How about you Rick? Don't you want a turn?"

"I'll just watch," I said.

"Don't feel sorry for him," Beth said, sitting up on the edge of the bed and pulling David toward her by his cock. "Your depraved wife sucked him off before she went for a run." With that she opened her mouth and inserted David's cock. She sucked and licked him until he was moaning and holding her head.

"Shit," Spencer said, watching Beth and David. "A guy can't get a night's sleep around here without missing out on this banquet of sex. You folks are something else."

Beth lay back, thighs spread wide and David got on his knees between them. She reached down and held his dick, aiming it at her wet hole. He moved forward, pushed into her, and they were off to the races.

I hadn't seen Beth with a lot of different men, David and Spencer were her fourth and fifth lovers to be exact, but this encounter was special. At first I wasn't sure why their encounter was really turning me on, but then it dawned on me. When she and I make love, one of the things I love is to kiss her while we're screwing. Sometimes, we even kiss right through our climaxes. For me, it's maximally erotic to feel her tongue against mine, all slippery and wet, while my cock slides in and out of her pussy. I think maybe it's because we're so intimately connected at both ends, so to speak. That was the scene with David and Beth. They were kissing open-mouthed, their tongues playing with each other while he humped her. They swapped spit the entire time they were fucking, but the poor guy didn't last long. My wife's sexy pussy and her hot mouth were to much for him. He cried out, his ass cheeks flexing as he unloaded in her. 

He had come too fast for her to climax, but that didn't seem to bother her. She stroked his back, whispering in his ear as he enjoyed the afterglow of coming in her.

When David pulled out, Beth smiled at Spencer, who had his fingers wrapped around his hard cock, so it was easy to see why she wasn't worried about not having had an orgasm with David. She crooked a finger at him, and said, "Next."

Quickly, he moved between her thighs, still spread from entertaining David. He entered her in a lunge and must have landed square on her G-spot because she reacted by moaning and lifting her hips toward him. They kissed and then he shifted into high gear, really pounding into her. "God, that's it, lover," she said, grasping his ass. "You're really ringing my chimes! Fuck me harder!" 

He continued kissing her and plowing her pussy, with Beth wailing in ecstasy as she climaxed repeatedly. Her excitement finally carried him along with her and she squealed in delight as he shouted and unloaded in her. 

"That's it. Shoot your come in me. Fill me all the way up. Oh, god. I love this! What a wonderful way to start a day."

Spencer was still lying between her thighs and they were kissing and caressing, murmuring endearments to each other when the door opened and a very sweaty Claire stepped in and closed it behind her. 

"What the hell are you guys up to?" she demanded, looking at the lovers and us spectators.

Still covering Beth, Spencer gave her a very wet kiss then raised his head and said, "If you had to take a wild-ass guess, honey, what would you say we're doing?"

"Shit, I wasn't gone that long. I thought you guys would just sleep in and when I got back we could roll around and get it on. So, I can see Beth has drained you. How about you, David?" He waved his limber dick at her with a rueful smile. "And you, Stewart?"

"Sorry," he said, shaking his soft cock at her.

"Well, I need to get laid. That leaves you, Rick. Hopefully, that little bit of head I gave you didn't use you up too."

I stroked my half-hard cock, holding it out for her inspection and her eyes brightened. "I can work with that," she said. "Okay, stud. You're about to get a farewell fuck--a nice, hot piece of Claire--a little something to remember me by." 

Pushing down her shorts, she turned and looked at me over her shoulder, letting me admire her delicious ass with its dolphin tattoo as she stepped out of them. I reached out, touched her bottom, and she responded by bending over at the waist, giving me an eyeful of her crack and very naked pussy lips. My hand lingered on her velvety ass, then moved between her legs, rediscovering her luscious pussy. I could feel my hard-on start to throb. 

"I'm more than anxious to fuck you, but I have one little problem," I said, putting my free hand on her hip to keep her close and stirring my fingers around in her. "I want to eat Beth's creamy pie too. Can I do that before we get it on?"

"You're kind of a greedy devil," she said, turning her head and smiling at me. "Hell. That's no problem. You can eat her pussy and fuck me at the same time. How about it, Beth? You ready to give your husband a treat?"

"I will be as soon as this horny man of yours gets off me. After having all three of these guys come in me, I'm carrying quite a load. Rick'll be in danger of drowning in come."

Claire laughed. "If that's the case, I'll just have to give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. I really need a screw." Looking back at me and then taking my hand, she said, "Come on, stud. Let's go lie down. You're about to get fucked half to death."

"What a way to go," I said, following her into the adjoining room. "I have to choose between drowning in come or being fucked to death." 

I lay down and Claire mounted me, inserting my eager hard-on into her delightfully warm pussy. Beth climbed on the bed, a hand covering her vulva, keeping the semen she'd collected safely within herself. 

Facing Claire, she swung her leg over my head, removed her protecting hand, and lowered her dripping sex onto my open mouth. Her entire crotch was wet, covered with her juices and the semen of her three lovers. Her silky, inner thighs, slippery with come, slid along my cheeks, and coated my face. I've eaten Beth's cream pies before, but this was a special event. 

This was the first time I'd had one lady sit on my face while I fucked another and it excited me to the point that I was worried about coming too soon. I wanted this to last and last. Holding Claire's sexy hips to keep her from moving too aggressively on my cock, I concentrated on pussy eating. I could feel Beth tense up from time to time and each time she did I got a fresh mouthful. My strategy to avoid an early climax worked and I felt the urge to climax recede. 

I reached up and discovered that I could play with four titties at once, so I alternated between squeezing nipples and stroking Claire's ass, wishing that this wonderful moment would never end.

Beth was squirming and moaning, so I finished her by sucking her clitoris, rolling her button between my lips until she came like a house afire. During her climax, she pressed down so hard on my face that she damn near dislocated my jaw. When her orgasm was finished, she dismounted, leaned down and gave me a kiss.

"Honey, you're a mess. You've got come from your eyebrows to your chin." Raising her head, she kissed Claire too. Giving her ass an affectionate pat, she said, "Have fun, guys. I'm off to the shower."

Stewart went to clean up while David and Spencer put on their running gear in the other room. When the door closed behind them, Claire and I were alone. 

I'd wanted this woman from the moment I first saw her in that parking lot on the Turnpike and now we were together, one-on-one, and face-to-face. I was in heaven! 

Pressing her lithe body full-length on my torso, she wrapped her arms around my neck. I held the cheeks of her ass, delighting in the sensation of her hard, little nipples against my chest. Between our kissing and swapping of tongues, she licked Beth's juices from my face, pausing frequently to share what she'd collected, all the while fucking me slowly and sensuously. I continued stroking her back and bottom, enjoying the contrast between her taut body and velvety skin as she moved against me. The chemistry between us intensified with each taste and touch. 

"This is one delicious piece of ass we're working on," she said, slipping her tongue into my ear, and making me shiver. "You're really exciting me. Let's just take our time and play around for a bit. The longer I screw, the better my climaxes are."

With my cock happily embedded in Claire, and, certainly, in no hurry to come, I was prepared to savor every moment of our fuck. We were both ready to play--and play we did. She was sweating, partly from running, the rest from screwing, and she rubbed her tits on me until we were both slippery with her perspiration. While petting her back and squeezing her marvelous ass, on impulse, I slipped a finger up her butt. My reward was to have her bite my earlobe, then put her tongue in my ear. 

"Oh," she said, pressing her crotch tight against me. "You are such a naughty boy. I love what you're doing to me. You're so nice, so tender. I don't think we're just fucking any more--we're making love. Rick, you are a really splendid match for me."

"Thank you, Claire. You're pretty wonderful yourself. I'm no stud. I just try to keep my ladies satisfied."

"And you're doing a terrific job on this lady. You're the whole package, honey. You're so nice and hard plus, you're a sexy kisser and so gentle yet forceful at all the right moments. I love having your hands on me. Erotic feelings are shooting through me every time you touch me. God, Rick. Your cock is even the perfect size for me. Fucking Stewart was dirty, good fun, and I'd be happy to do him again, but he's just too big for me to really let loose and enjoy myself. But you--you're finding all the right places in my pussy. We're not even finished with this delicious screw and I'm already making plans to have you again."

"I hope you come up with some good ideas, because I definitely want to be with you again too. I've never fucked a lady like you, Claire. You are a beautiful study in contrasts. Your muscles positively ripple under your smooth, velvety skin. I'm glad you like my touch, becuse I love caressing your sexy body. Your pussy is magic, like a tight-fitting glove on my cock and , on top of everything else, you taste and smell perfect to me. I'll be happy to warm your bed anytime."

"Let's concentrate on sharing this special, going-away present. A little something to remember each other by," she said, rocking her hips more insistently. Putting her forehead on mine, locking her eyes with mine, she shifted into high gear and I felt my passion rising once more. 

The blowjob she'd given me earlier must've given me the extra staying power I needed to keep up with her. I'd never fucked a lady as long and hard as I did Claire on our special morning. 

Bracing her hands on my chest, while I cupped her firm, little breasts and rolled her nipples between my fingers, she reached for her climax. She made plenty of noise, moaning her pleasure in between urging me to fuck her harder and crying out in delight as she continued climbing toward her orgasm. I drove my hips up to meet her, impaling her on my cock.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 06



When she came, her muscular snatch clamped down on me, rippling all around my dick, sucking the sperm out of my cock just as surely as her mouth had earlier. I shouted as my come jetted into her in what may have been the most intense orgasm of my life. 

Claire collapsed on me, her spasms slowly diminishing as her vagina loosed its hold on me. I held her close, astonished at the passion of our coupling. I kissed her tenderly, stunned to discover that her cheeks were wet. As I kissed away her tears, I whispered, "Are you all right? I didn't hurt you did I?"

She smiled, kissing me in return. "God, no! You didn't hurt me. You did a fantastic job of fucking me and I loved every second of it. I'm fine, wonderful in fact."

"That describes how I feel too," I said, sorry to feel my hard-on softening in her. 

"It's just that our piece of ass was so utterly perfect that I guess I'm afraid I'll never experience another as good. I don't understand why, but there's a part of me that's never completely satisfied, so I'm constantly searching for a totally fulfilling, sexual experience--a special one that transcends all others. On this special morning, you, my special lover, have done it. Your wonderful loving has satisfied me completely."

I kissed her and said, "That's a wonderful compliment and you've certainly returned the favor." 

"I'm glad," she said, smiling. "Life is so strange. If it hadn't been for that chance meeting at that plaza on the Turnpike, we wouldn't be here right now." She stroked my face, kissed me, and then continued. "What a close thing. If we hadn't had lunch together, I wouldn't have discovered that I liked the way you talked and enjoyed your smile. How fortunate that I was attracted to you enough to exchange cell numbers with your wife."

"I'm glad you did," I said, stroking her delightful ass. 

"I had fun with you last night, Rick, but nothing like this. What we've shared here this morning puts you in a class by yourself. Lover--no doubt about it--you are my sexual soul-mate."

"God, Claire. You really know how to make a guy feel like a stud."

She laughed. "You are a serious stud--my serious stud. I promise you--there'll be more times like this for us, more get-togethers, more wonderful research."

I laughed. "God, Claire. I'll be happy to launch into a new quest for the perfect orgasm whenever you'd like. Just call me." 

We kissed again, and then she said, "I promise, I will. In the meantime, I hate like hell to break this up, but if we don't get going I'm going to be in trouble. Spencer won't be amused if we have to pony up for another night's rent." 

During moments in our lovemaking, I was vaguely aware of the others coming and going as they got dressed and packed, leaving us alone in the second bedroom, but watching us as they did so. To my surprise, we received a muted round of applause when we stepped into the other room, naked and holding hands. 

"You two certainly seemed to get along well together. Did you have fun?" Spencer asked, smiling at his wife. 

"Oh, yeah. I had a ball," Claire said giving my hand a secret squeeze.

"Good. I hope that screw keeps you happy for a bit--at least until we get to Groton."

Claire and I were the last to get cleaned up and we showered together, giving us a last chance to kiss and touch one another intimately as we washed up. After drying off, we kissed for a minute or two, then thanked each other once more for a wonderful morning and parted to get dressed. 

After loading our things in the trucks, we shared a late breakfast at a nearby Cracker Barrel. Beth and I explained our schedule and explored how we might all get together before our return to Cleveland. I felt privileged to be seated on the banquette with a beautiful lady on either side. It only got better with them touching and leaning against me while we ate.

We said our goodbyes in the parking lot, sharing hugs and kisses and handshakes all around. Had the old, desk clerk been watching, he would have seen Claire put her hand on the front of my pants and kiss me with rather more than sisterly affection. I held her in my arms as she said, "Thank you again for the fantastic loving, Rick. You're the best. I'm going to miss you one hell of a lot." 

"Me too," I said, kissing her one last time. She stepped out of my embrace, turned, and headed for their truck.

I took a last look at her lithe body as she walked away, swinging that shapely ass. She looked back, waved, climbed into the cab, and disappeared from view. Blowing Beth a kiss, David got in behind Claire, closed the door, and they were gone. 

I wasn't sure just what it was I'd done to rock that gorgeous woman's world, but she'd definitely made me feel special. Added to the delicious feeling of well-being a great piece of ass always gives me, her praise for my lovemaking and affectionate farewell made for one fine morning as far as I was concerned. I fervently hoped I'd see her again. 

Like yesterday, Beth sat between us while I drove. Stewart did some calculations with the map and said, "This is more than an easy day's drive. It appears to be about four hundred and fifty miles. Unless we want to drive late and get to Providence in the middle of the night, we should plan to stop again, get a night's sleep, then roll into Providence fresh, in plenty of time to unload and return this truck."

"I'm for stopping," I said. "Driving this thing isn't exactly relaxing and we're technically on vacation. Go ahead and figure out a place for us to spend the night."

"That sounds good to me," Beth said. "God knows. I'm anxious to see Mary Ann and Jack, but I'd rather arrive early in the day and have plenty of time to get her stuff unloaded. How about you, lover? Are you hot to see Mary Ann?" she asked Stewart, giving his thigh a squeeze. "I bet you two'll be doing the 'beast with two backs' before the truck is empty."

"I certainly hope so," he said, with a wide grin. "I'm really looking forward to being with that lovely girl again."

"While you're screwing her, maybe I'll have a chance to give Jack a quick blowjob," Beth said. "a little something to relieve the immediate pressure, priming him for a session of creative sex--kind of like Claire did for Rick this morning," she said, turning to me. "By the way, she certainly seemed happy with the screw you two shared this morning."

"I don't kow how it looked to you, but what we had was definitely a world-class piece of ass." Beth kissed my cheek and squeezed my thigh.

"I'm glad you had fun. Claire is certainly one hot lady. I have a hunch we'll see her again."

I smiled at her. "I certainly hope so."

"You two had something pretty special happening, all right," Stewart said. "If I'm not mistaken, it looked to me like the lady even shed a tear."

"Yeah, I noticed that too. What the hell was that about?" Beth asked.

"Well, I don't mean to sound conceited, but the lady essentially told me that I had given her the best piece of ass ever and that made her sad because she was afraid sex would never be that good again."

"No kidding," Beth said. "Small wonder that you've had that shit-eating grin on your face all morning. That's pretty powerful ego food for a man. Personally, I think my feeding you a pint of sperm cocktail was what made you such a stud."

I couldn't keep from laughing. "Whatever. You're such a clever girl. You sure had a load in you and you managed to force feed me the whole thing."

She giggled. "Did you notice that I even kept my hand over my pussy to keep it from running out of me?" I nodded. "I wanted to make sure you got the whole gooey mess, your reward for letting Claire suck you off and spoil my wake-up screw."

"Well, I slurped it all down and made you come to boot. Dan claims eating a cream pie is the world's best aphrodisiac. Who knows. Maybe he's right. Anyway, I had a great morning and who or whatever was responsible has my heartfelt thanks."

"I wouldn't mind seeing that Claire lady again myself," Stewart said. "She was an amazing piece of ass. I'd be happy to help her scratch her itch anytime."

"I confess that I wouldn't mind hitting the sheets with Spencer and David another time or two," Beth said. "They were ardent lovers and I really had fun fucking them."

"I'm sorry I missed seeing you three in action. You weren't as loud as usual. I only heard the occasional moan and a shriek or two coming from your room. What did you do to those poor guys?"

"We pretty much did it all. Perhaps I wasn't as noisy as usual, because I had a dick in my mouth most of the time. Claire has them well-trained and after they took turns screwing me, I talked them into DPing me, so that was most likely what you heard, me celebrating the screaming climax they gave me."

"This conversation is giving me a hard-on," I said. Beth reached over and held my boner through my pants. 

"Nice," she said. "If you find a place to pull over, I'll give you some head."

"No thanks. I'll save it for Mary Ann. It's too bad you didn't get to see Claire and Stewart getting it on. That was quite an event. Wasn't it, Stewart?" He nodded. "Get this, Beth. After those two finished, she said having me watch them added to her enjoyment."

"Really. From what you've told me, I think Claire and I are quite a bit alike, the same as me, she's in search of the perfect climax. If her ongoing research requires more attention from you, I'm sure we'll see her again, husband dear."

"After I finally got it in her, she enjoyed her first black-cock experience," Stewart said, "and so did I. At first, though, we had a bit of a problem getting together. Her pussy was so damned tight Rick had to help us. He talked to her, making out and distracting her while I worked my hard-on all the way in her. Once I began fucking her, not only was she fine, she was one hot screw. She must have enjoyed herself, because, after we finished, she actually asked if I had a black friend or two who might like to ride her. By the way, how did you like fucking her hairless pussy, Rick?"

"That was a first for me. I'm accustomed to playing in furry beavers like Beth and Mary Ann, even Kelli has that cute landing strip. However, I must admit, that having Claire's naked, pussy lips right out in plain view really added a sexy twist."

"I thought so too. Would you consider shaving your pussy, Beth?" Stewart asked. "I'd be happy to help."

"You find another handsome, heavy-hung, black man for a foursome with Claire and me and I'll consider it. That's enough of this sex talk, any more and I may do something that'll get us arrested or something. I'm going to take a little nap."

"The nap is fine, but no more blowjobs on the highway. Okay."

"Yeah, okay. I can wait until tonight."

We drove about three hundred and fifty miles, stopping for the night at a nondescript motel, just after crossing the border into Connecticut, approximately a hundred miles short of our goal. Despite her nap, Beth was tired and Stewart didn't look like any ball of fire. I was pretty weary too; so we got a room with a king-sized bed and ordered a pizza. After a couple pieces of pizza, I brushed my teeth and got ready for bed. Beth and Stewart were right behind me and, believe it or not, we just went to sleep. 

Sometime in the night, however, I was awakened by the bed rocking and the sounds of intercourse. I opened one eye. From the light we'd left on in the bathroom, I could see Beth astride Stewart's hips. 

"Sorry, honey," she said, when I reached over and put my hand on her thigh. "We were trying to be quiet. I'll do you when Stewart's finished. I know how much you love sloppy seconds or I could just suck you off, if you'd like."

"No thanks, Beth," I said. "I'm really not horny and I want to save myself for Mary Ann."

"We'll be done shortly," Stewart said. "I'm close to coming. I'm sorry we woke you, but your sexy little bitch made me an offer I couldn't refuse."

I knew I couldn't sleep with the bed rocking, so I just watched them fuck. Once they came and were in each other's arms cuddling and whispering, I closed my eyes. The last thing I saw was Stewart's black hands clasping my wife's white tits. I slept the rest of the night through until dawn. 

I held early reveille on the Beth and Stewart and we all showered with a minimum of grab-ass. Grabbing a breakfast sandwich and coffee at a fast food place, conveniently located across the street, got us on our way. After fueling the truck, we got back on the road just in time for rush hour. That sucked, but we didn't have far to go and we weren't on a schedule.

Before long I began to see signs for New London and Groton. I felt a tightening in my groin as thoughts of the erotic Claire flitted through my head. She and her guys would be there, much closer to Providence than I had realized. The chances for getting together with her again were looking up.

Rush hour was over by the time we rolled into Providence. Beth called Jack on the cell and he talked us right to the front door of the condo complex. Their place was on the fourth floor so we had the additional complication of taking Mary Ann's things up in the elevator. 

After unhooking the Subaru, the actual unloading of the truck took most of the day, but we had fun kissing and playing sex games on the way up and down. A couple of times the elevator stopped and a stranger got on. My, we were so proper until we were alone again.

When we finished, I followed Jack and Stewart to a U-Haul dealer and after we turned in the truck, I sensed an outright aura of anticipation in the car on our return trip back to the condo. Jack had it made. Beth was eager to screw him, but for Stewart and me, the situation was more complicated. Anxious as we both were to fuck my dear little sister, we had a problem, two of us guys and only one girl. We had shared Mary Ann before and that had worked out very well, but obviously neither of us had been with her since she moved to Providence and we were both eager for her. 

That situation bothered me for a couple of minutes until I realized that I didn't really care. If she wanted to fuck him first, I'd still get to watch and, when he was done, I could take my time making love to the dear girl. As it turned out, I needn't have worried. The sisters had it all figured out. 

We put the car in the garage and took the elevator up. When the condo door opened, we were greeted with a kiss from the girls plus a Margarita apiece. They had changed clothes, freshened up and looked good enough to eat. I hoped they'd both be on my menu before the night was through. 

Sipping our drinks, we followed Jack on a quick tour, threading our way among the boxes, while he pointed out features he enjoyed. The two-story condo was very nice--the master bedroom with a generous bath below and the guest room with its bath above. A separate compact kitchen opened to the living and dining area which had a balcony with peekaboo views of the water.

At tour's end, the five of us stood in the master bedroom, a corner suite, admiring the view and sipping our drinks, late afternoon sun flooding through the generous windows. During the short time we'd been gone, the ladies had set up Mary Ann's bed, even managing to assemble the frame. With both the mattress and box springs, it was a convenient height for sitting or, more importantly, screwing. 

In the golden light, the sisters sat side-by-side on the bed. Mary Ann had on a sweet, rather revealing, red dress with a full, short skirt and plunging neckline. Beth wore a very brief pair of powder-blue shorts and matching halter top. Putting an arm around one another, they clinked glasses and took a sip of their Margaritas. 

"God, I've missed you two so much," Beth said, giving her sister a kiss on the cheek and smiling up at Jack.

"We've missed you too," Jack said, sitting down beside Beth, and putting his hand on her bare thigh. Setting her glass on the nightstand, she turned to him and they kissed.

Mary Ann put her glass down, smiled up at Stewart and me, and then, crossing her arms under her breasts, she leaned forward until the neckline of her low-cut gown opened, revealing that she was braless. With the setting sun highlighting her long, golden hair, Mary Ann put her hands behind her on the bed, leaned back and then, slowly and provocatively, she crossed her legs, giving Stewart and me a teasing glimpse. She wore no panties. Acutely aware of the raging hard-on her sensuous display had given me, I glanced at Stewart and smiled, she'd gotten to him too.

"Sit down beside me you two and let's get reacquainted," she said, holding out a hand to each of us. We did as she'd asked and before long things got pretty steamy. 

Stewart had folded her bodice down to her waist, baring her lovely breasts and was sucking her nipples while I kissed her hot mouth. My hand found its way under her dress, between her warm, silky thighs, discovering her furry nest and fingering her clitoris. Responding to our caresses, Mary Ann tipped her head back, shaking out her tawny, blond hair, releasing her intoxicating scent. She moaned in delight when I kissed her neck, then she squeezed my hard cock through my trousers. 

I was so hot I was barely aware of Jack and Beth who were making out next to us. During a momentary break in their foreplay, Beth said, "Have fun, kids. Jack and I'll be upstairs in the other bedroom. Feel free to join us. I'm sure I'll have a cream pie for you studs."

They left and we three rushed to get naked. Getting off the bed, I pulled Mary Ann to her feet, giving Stewart the opportunity to unzip her dress and slip it down over her shapely hips. When she stepped out of it, he picked it up, putting it on a pile of boxes.

"This is way too pretty a gown to soil."

"Well, the girl it came off of is way prettier than any gown and I'm going to do my very best to soil her," I said.

"That sounds terrific," Mary Ann said. "I can hardly wait for my two favorite lovers to make me all sticky with their come. Let's get you two naked." She helped me out of my pullover shirt while I unbuckled my belt. Going to her knees, she slipped my pants and shorts down. As I stepped out of them, she captured my hard-on, giving it a kiss, then popped it into her hot mouth. Another delightful experience, such a thrill to have a woman who obviously enjoyed sucking cock doing that for me and Mary Ann was definitely anxious to please. Stewart had undressed and was slowly jerking off, watching her in action.

"Go ahead. You fuck her first," I said, holding her head and thrusting deep in her willing mouth.

"No. You go first. Remember, I screwed Beth last night and she trimmed my horns. The way I figure it, you're so hot you'll come in about a minute, then I'll get to fuck Mary Ann for a long, long time."

"That's enough talking about fucking. Let's do some of that. How do you want me, Rick?"

"Let's start out in the missionary, that way, while my cock is deep inside you, I can taste you, kiss you, smell you, and tell you how gorgeous you are."

"Shit! No wonder Beth hangs around with you, you silver-tongued devil. Come and get it."

She climbed on the bed, patting it as she did, and said, "This bed is special! All three of you guys had me for the first time on it. I often relive that special night when Stewart and I slept together right here on this comfy mattress."

"If we pulled back the sheets would we find pecker tracks?" I asked.

"Don't be silly, Rick. There's a mattress pad on the bed," she said, before realizing I was teasing her. "You're a smart-ass shit, darling. But I still love you."

I climbed between her thighs and she held my cock, steering me as I slipped effortlessly into her welcoming pussy. When we were connected, she let out a satisfied sigh and said, "It still amazes me how wonderful you guys make me feel every time we fuck. All three of you are so different and I cherish those differences. You all make me come when you each do me in your own special way with your unique style of screwing. Best of all, every one of you touches a different, special spot deep inside me that makes me come. I love you all."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 06



Revelling in her wet warmth, I murmured endearments in her ear just as I'd promised, fucking her gently and affectionately, touching her body and receiving her caresses.

Unfortunately, I realized Stewart was right. I wasn't going to last a long time. Certainly not long enough, but I had no choice. Our pace picked up much sooner than I had hoped when Mary Ann's demanding hips reached for her climax. She carried me with her, both of us letting out cries of pleasure as I ejaculated deep in my sweet sister.

We kissed and petted each other, enjoying the afterglow of our lovely piece of ass until Stewart tapped me on the shoulder and, as usual, said, "Next."

I moved aside and lay back on the pillows, thoroughly content with the climax Mary Ann and I had shared, happy to be just an observer once again. Women are so lucky. They have the ability to enjoy lovers one after another and climax with each of them. Few men can achieve that--Dan maybe. 

Stewart stretched out beside her. At first, they only hugged, smiling at one another, looking into each other's eyes, whispering things I couldn't hear, then they began kissing and caressing one another with gentle intimacy. My presence was no distraction.

"God, Stewart," she said, holding his hard cock. "You have no idea how much I've missed you. I adore Jack and our lovelife is wonderful, but when we're alone, at times I feel something is missing. Now I know, that something is you and Rick. I've really missed our wild-and-crazy, mix-or-match loving."

"I've missed you too, Mary Ann. I can't begin to tell you how much. I've accepted the fact that you want to share your life with Jack and I'm truly pleased that you're happy." He smiled at her, his big dark hand on her hip while her slim-fingered, white hand slowly stroked his erection--very sexy to see. "I feel so fortunate that Jack is okay with sharing you," he said, "and you still want me to fuck you."

"Oh, Stewart, honey. Not only am I willing, I'm eager. I'm yours to fuck any way you want me. I want to make you happy. I do have one request," she said, smiling and kissing him. "It's not too tough. I want you to fuck my pussy until I come, but then you have to come in my mouth. I've had a recurrent dream of you doing that very thing--so vivid I can almost taste your sweet come." She kissed him again. "Would you do that for me, lover?" 

By now, she had opened her thighs and Stewart was working a couple of fingers in and out of her, his fingers slippery with my come, while she jerked his cock. Enough of this foreplay, already, I was ready to see them fuck each other.

"Mary Ann, I'll be happy to come in your hot mouth," he said, his fingers leaving her pussy to cup one of her firm breasts. "But first, I want your pussy and your ass. I want to fuck you and make you have a bunch of screaming climaxes. Would you like that?"

"God yes, lover. Take me anyway you want. Fuck my pussy. Fuck my ass too. I love everything you do to me."

I hoped this was the end of their negotiations. Watching them make out had already made me so hot, I was ready to fuck her again, but I wanted to see some hardcore action first. 

Stewart obliged by climbing between her open thighs and abruptly stuffed his long, black hose up her well-lubricated channel. When he began driving into her, she squealed in delight as her arms and legs clasped him--not in the controlling, possessive way of Claire--but merely holding him close, accepting him deep into herself.

After they'd fucked for quite a long time, it was obvious to me that Stewart's staying power, enhanced from screwing Beth that morning, was working to their advantage. Mary Ann's hips showcased her passion, thrusting until she'd reach a climax, then slowing to a stop. During one of those pauses, Stewart pulled out of her, gripped her legs, and pushed her knees up tight to her shoulders. Recognizing what he wanted, she slipped her graceful hand down between them, steering his hard-on to her anus. "God, yes," she said. "Give it to me. I love to have you fuck my ass and I've really missed that."

He moved forward, his hard-on sank slowly out of sight into my delicious sister's asshole. This sight was so exquisitely erotic, I nearly came. When Mary Ann cried out, he paused, brow wrinkling in concern. "Am I hurting you?" he asked, tenderly kissing her.

She smiled up at him, shaking her head. "No, honey. You feel wonderful. It's just that I've gotten used to Jack. You're so big, you took me by surprise." Squeezing the cheeks of his ass, she said, "Go ahead. Fuck me now. Make me come like you promised."

Stewart kissed her, then picked up his pace until Mary Ann was moaning with delight every time he plunged into her. Amazed that she could even fit his big hard-on in her slender body, I watched her responding to his every stroke, lifting her hips to meet him. Tossing her head from side to side, spreading her long, blonde hair across the pillows, she clutched his arms and cried out, keeping him deep inside herself as she came. The first time I'd given Kelli an anal climax it was an affectionate, loving act, certainly nothing like the hard-driving fuck I was watching. 

Stewart's control was perfect, restraining his climax, even as Mary Ann's orgasm overcame her. I'd heard him promise to come in her mouth, but, if I had been in his place, I couldn't imagine myself being able to keep from ejaculating in her.

He released Mary Ann's legs, letting her stretch out on the mattress and rest for a few moments, his hard-on still in her ass. Supporting himself on his elbows, he leaned forward, lowered his body onto her and they kissed, enjoying their intimacy. I heard Mary Ann say, "My god. That was simply marvelous, but you still have to keep your promise. We have one more detail to complete our perfect trifecta of lust. You sit on the edge of the bed and I'll suck you off."

"That'll be a perfect finish," he said, pulling out of her and sitting up. Swinging his legs to the floor, he said, "God, Mary Ann. I've been looking forward to this since the day you left Cleveland. Making you climax was very special for me and the only thing that could possibly make it better is to see my black cock filling that pretty mouth of yours. I want to enjoy the delectable scent of you, caress your soft cheeks and touch your beautiful hair, while you blow my socks off." 

For the first time, Mary Ann looked my way, rolled off the bed, then kissed me. "I know how much you like to watch," she said. "Has this been hot enough for you?"

"Shit, yes," I said, shaking my hard-on. "You go, girl."

"Hold that thought," she said, sinking to her knees between Stewart's legs. "You can have me again after I get my protein treat."

I had the perfect vantage point from which to watch her give him head. I hoped it would be a nice messy blowjob, and I'd get to see every lust-filled moment--a voyeur's dream. 

"Enjoy the show," Mary Ann said, sweeping her hair over her shoulder, so it wouldn't block my view. While masturbating him with both hands, she began, kissing and licking along the length of his licorice stick, devoting herself to sucking on the head while he caressed her breasts. Her tongue followed his shaft; finding his balls, she licked them until they glistened with her saliva. 

When Stewart couldn't stand to be teased any longer, he took her head between his hands and said, "I need to come, dearest."

Without a word, she went to work on finishing him off. Such a wonderfully depraved sight--my very own live porno show--I loved every moment!

Mary Ann, a recent recruit to full-bore lust, must have learned from watching Beth and Kelli, both of whom are superb cocksuckers, or perhaps she just had a natural talent for she was very good. My voyeuristic thrills continued as I watched them, her hands holding his penis, blond head moving insistently up and down on his black pole, taking him deep in her throat, getting her saliva to flow, the excess running down her chin, and dripping onto her lovely breasts. Stewart and I exchanged glances, smiling at each other, he well aware of my fetish. I nodded, giving him a thumbs-up, watching as this hot girl pleased him was a treat for me too. 

Mary Ann continued taking him deep, her red lips stretched thin around his hard-on, maintaining eye contact with him, sucking and slurping. Now and then she came up for air, pausing a moment, jerking him off while catching her breath. By now, the saliva escaping from her mouth had coated his cock and balls and left a glistening trail down her chin, across her pert breasts and onto her torso. "Get ready, Mary Ann. I'm coming," Stewart announced. She kept him in her mouth, lips tight around his dick as he shouted and began to ejaculate. She jerked his cock, her throat pulsing with every swallow as she drank his sperm. Glancing my way, she rewarded her avid fan by removing Stewart's prick from her mouth. Holding his shaft with both delicate hands, she finished jerking him off, painting her pretty face with thick strings of his come.

"Is this hot or what?" she asked. "Just like in my dreams, his come is tasting yummy." Catching his next creamy jet on her pink tongue where it pooled, she opened wide, showing it to us both before swallowing. He managed one more blast which slid down her cheek and dripped onto her left breast.

Stewart clasped her head to his abdomen, stroking her hair, while she cradled his softening dick against her neck, milking the last few drops of his semen onto her shoulder. 

"No woman has ever given me the pleasure you do, Mary Ann."

"I love making my black stud happy, honey," she said. "Like I told you before I left Cleveland--I'm yours to fuck--anytime, anywhere. Just ask and I'll be there for you."

They lay down together, pulled up the covers, turned toward each other, and put their arms around one another. It appeared to me that sleep was in their immediate future, but I needed some relief. 

I suppose I could have asked and, like the angel she is, Mary Ann would have obliged, but I wanted her to have sex with me because she lusted after me, not from a sense of duty. She had just been thoroughly screwed by both Stewart and me--the poor girl needed to recharge her batteries. 

However, being a spectator to their very hot coupling had definitely left me high and dry and I needed first aid. Hoping that nurse Beth could provide some relief, I got up and hiked up the stairs to the other bedroom. Beth and Jack were lying side by side on a mattress on the floor. They were just talking, but that wasn't all they had done, she was wet between her thighs--no surprise there.

"You guys got room for one more?" I asked.

"Hell, yes," Jack said. "The more the merrier."

"What happened?" Beth asked. "Didn't my sister take care of you?"

"She was wonderful. We shared a very nice piece of ass and I thought that would satisfy me, but then I watched while she and Stewart got it on. That's my problem. They were so fucking hot, they got me worked up, and now they've gone to sleep. I was hoping you could help me out so I can get some rest too."

"Jack did such a great job of scratching my itch that I'm not too keen on fucking any more at the moment. Would a little sixty-nine action work for you?"

So that's what we did. Beth got on top and lowered her damp pussy so I could eat her out. Having Beth suck me off was heavenly--my second hot mouth of the evening, this one dedicated to giving me a delightful blowjob to completion. What could be better than getting head from two sweet and sensual sisters on the same night? That was a question with no answer, but situations like this were making me very fond of oral sex. 

We licked, sucked, and caressed one another until we both climaxed. We were barely untangled before I was asleep.

I awoke in the black dark, aware that I was hungry as hell. Then I remembered, I hadn't eaten since breakfast. Slipping out of bed, trying my best not to disturb Jack and Beth, I went out to the kitchen. Bending over, peering in the fridge, and not finding anything to eat, I nearly had a heart attack when a hand reached between my legs and gave my cock an affectionate squeeze. I looked around to see Mary Ann grinning at me.

"Did I thank you for that nice screw, dear brother?" she asked.

"Anything for my hostess," I said. "What do you have to eat? I'm starving."

"Jack and I don't eat in much so there's like--maybe some popcorn or something." I must have made a face. "It's not midnight yet. I could order in some Chinese. There's a place close by that delivers at all hours."

"That'd be fine," I said, kissing her and tweaking her nipple. "Us sperm donors have to eat to keep producing."

"That reminds me. There's an issue we need to address. In the excitement of the moment, I forgot to tell you guys that Dan is driving down. He'll be here tomorrow afternoon and he's bringing company, your favorite lady, Kelli, and his new girlfriend, Kate. We haven't met her yet, but he claims she's a willing convert to our brand of lust. You'll be in hog heaven, just imagine, two more pussies to sample and one of them is brand-new for you. Good thing for you guys that Dan'll be here to help. Hand me that phone will you. I'll call for food."

We sat on stools at the serving bar in the kitchen, and when Mary Ann finished placing an order, I said, "Kelli, Dan, and the beauty queen--god, my cup runneth over. I wonder how Dan convinced her to join in our sex games."

"I'm sure we'll hear all about it. I'll see if Stewart is stirring. If he is, he might be hungry too."

"I'm sure he will. We didn't stop for lunch."

She left the room and I heard a toilet flush then Beth appeared. "Damn, I'm starving," she said.

"Mary Ann has it covered," I said. "She ordered Chinese."

"Good. Did she tell you the news?"

"About Dan and company?"

"Yeah. Moments after Jack told me my pussy began twitching in anticipation."

"I'm going to take it easy on the sex stuff until they show up. I want to have plenty in the tank for Kelli and, hopefully, the beauty queen."

"Yeah, me too. That Dan is a tiger. I'm chilled. I'm going to go put on a robe. Should I bring yours?" I nodded as she leaned over and kissed me. "It appears that we're about to have another adventure."

Jack and Stewart appeared wearing shorts just as the buzzer at the entry door sounded. I put on my robe and went down to collect the food. Mary Ann had ordered plenty. There was an entire box full of cartons and everything smelled nice and garlicky. No question, we'd all have to eat some of it.

The five of us sat around the dining area table, sharing our late supper with the same ease we shared each other. After we told Stewart about Dan and the ladies coming to visit, the topic of conversation shifted to Claire and her two husbands. 

Jack kept saying, "No shit!" every time one of us told another Claire anecdote. "You say they're in Groton, huh. That's not far away. Maybe we can get together while you're here."

"That could be fun, but first, we have to get this apartment ready to entertain Dan and his ladies," Mary Ann said. "I'm dying of curiosity to find out how that scheming bugger got this together. On the phone he told Jack that Kate knew about us and our nasty habits and she was okay with that." Stewart and I smiled at each other.

"By the way, you promised to tell us about your night with Dan and Jack," Beth said to Mary Ann.

"It was just a one-night stand, but, what a night it was," she said. "Dan was passing through on business and Jack invited him to stay over, just those two studs and little me. I'll bet it was a lot like the night in Cleveland when you picked them up, Beth."

"That it was," Jack said, "maybe even better. Dan and I had to talk fast to persuade Beth to try anal and a DP, but it wasn't necessary to cajole my little honey into doing the wicked stuff. Shit, she volunteered."

"I was so hot, you guys," she said. "I got more sex and more climaxes that night than I would have believed possible. If a threesome could do it, we did. My god. Such nasty fun."

"So, I gather you're looking forward to seeing Dan again?" I asked.

"Well, duh," she said. "But it won't be the same. That night I had the undivided attention of two studs, but I'll have to share you men with a flock of eager pussies tomorrow."

"And that's just fine with me," Beth said. "I love Dan's brand of screwing."

"Don't get me wrong," Mary Ann said, sweeping her hair over her shoulder, smiling at Stewart and me. "Sharing you men isn't a problem, I delight in fucking each of you guys, alone or together. Whether it's sharing a unique position, just plain screwing, finding my G-spot, or some other sexy surprise, I love you all." She grinned, holding her hands as if gripping a steering wheel. "For me, it's like choosing between car-pooling and driving your own car. Not a problem for me, I enjoy both."

We all laughed. I stood and my robe gaped open, shaking my relaxed dick at her, I asked, "How'd you like to handle my stick shift?"

She giggled, gave my limber cock a shake, and said, "It feels like you'll need to refuel before we can check out your overdrive."

Letting me go, she got up and sat in Jack's lap. She kissed him and said, "This is my guy. I plan to grow old with him. I thank my lucky stars he enjoys sharing me with our horny friends and relations. You guys know that song, 'Addicted to Love'? That's my theme song now. I've become a love addict and I don't want to be cured."

"I plan on finding two twenty-year-old studs for you on your fortieth," Jack said, fondling her breasts. 

We finished eating and us weary travelers were ready for bed. Beth chose Jack and me while Stewart and Mary Ann agreed to cuddle up together. We said our goodnights and I was asleep almost before my head hit the pillow. If there was any hanky panky in the night, I wasn't aware of it.

As usual, Beth woke up horny and she practically raped Jack. I might have felt sorry for him, having to donate the sperm he was saving for the beauty queen to Beth, but they both enjoyed themselves way too much to merit any pity. Watching their lusty fuck got me pretty hot and bothered, so even before their climax, I headed for the shower and let it run cold, conserving myself for new adventures.

Stewart and Mary Ann came into the kitchen looking fresh and rested while I was looking for coffee fixings. 

"Shit, Mary Ann," I said. "The average motel room has more amenities to offer than this damn kitchen. Are you and Jack living on love?"

She laughed. "We get coffee and a Danish at the Starbuck's down the block on our way to work. That suits us just fine for morning and we eat out a lot."

After Jack and Beth appeared, we decided to head out for a bite of breakfast before tackling the task of unpacking Mary Ann's things and arranging the rest of her furniture.

We went to a cosy, breakfast place just around the corner and ate a really nice meal. The ladies positively glowed with that freshly-laid look as we enjoyed the food and the company.

With the five of us turning to, moving in was pretty much finished by noon. I went out to a neighborhood grocery, picked up fixings for lunch plus coffee for morning, not forgetting a few other important things like snacks and liquid refreshments for the evening.

Sitting around Mary Ann's much nicer table on comfortable chairs in a vastly more attractive living area, we had sandwiches, deli salads, and beer for lunch. 

After we finished, we took a turn around, admiring how attractive the condo looked with her furniture and decorative items. Jack was openly amazed, shaking his head, repeatedly saying, "God, I would've never thought of that."

Mary Ann, flushed with pleasure, accepted our compliments and said, "Beth helped me so much. Without her, I doubt I could have made this all come together."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 07



Chapter Seven: Boat Trip

Kelli, Kate, and I claimed the master bedroom with its comfortable bed. The room lighting was ideal, not too dim, not too bright, the perfect level for watching, in my voyeur's opinion, a most important consideration for my fetish. 

Having sex with these two, gorgeous women promised to be a thrilling experience and I didn't want to miss a single detail. Kelli and I had already participated in threesomes and moresomes together. I'd enjoyed her approach to group sex very much, so I was eager to add a new partner, especially so when the new lover was the beautiful and sexy Kate. I wasn't sure what we'd do together, but it didn't matter. My previous experience with threesomes made me sure that whatever we did, we'd all have fun. 

Since we were already naked, I was having a very sweet time feeling the tits and asses of these two lovelies. Arms around each other, the three of us were in a group hug, sharing kisses and caresses until Kelli fell back on the bed, dragging us with her. "C'mon you guys," she said, reaching for my cock. "Let's get seriously sexy." 

The last encounter between Kate and I, an episode of intense pussy-eating during a golden shower was a magical event that revealed just how compatible we were. Now, I'd have another opportunity to get better acquainted with her and hopefully discover new ways to turn her on. 

I kissed her, holding her beautiful breasts in my hands, rolling her nipples between my fingers. Her tits were warm and firm and so large I couldn't completely cover even one with both hands. Believe me, I tried.

"Do you like them?" she asked, shivering as I kissed her nipples.

"Oh, yeah," I said. "They're gorgeous. Until I met Kelli, I didn't know I was a 'tit man' but I sure can't deny it now. God, Kelli. Look at these beauties!"

Kelli was watching me play with Kate's breasts with an amused expression on her face. "You've got to do more than just look at them," she said. "Her nipples are very sensitive. Go ahead and kiss them some more." 

"God, yes," Kate said, steering my head toward her tits. "Suck my nipples." It wasn't a chore obeying her and I sucked and licked them until she was gasping with pleasure.

"Rick, we really had fun when you fucked my tits," Kelli said. "Why don't you and Kate give that a try."

"How about it, Kate?" I asked, pushing her tits together to deepen her cleavage Would you like to have me get off between these beauties of yours.

"God, you guys. You're making me so fucking horny. I'd love that." 

"Let's do it then," I said.

"Okay," she said, smiling at me. "You stand next to the bed and I'll sit right here on the edge. Relax and leave the rest to me." I did as instructed and she took my hard-on in her hand and popped it into her mouth. God, I love having these women give me head. Kelli lay on the bed watching us. I smiled at her and she squeezed one of her own tits, running her pink tongue across its nipple.

Kate raised her head. Her golden hair cascaded down her back as she looked up at me and asked, "Are you ready for your titty fuck?"

"I'm extremely ready," I said, thrusting my hips toward her even though I had reservations. I'd already come several times, but I sure as hell wasn't going to pass on this bit of lechery.

She smiled while masturbating my slippery hard-on, and said, "Good boy. I think you're ready." With that, she pushed out her chest, tucked my penis into her cleavage, and held her breasts together. I began moving my dick up and down in the velvety, handmade pussy she had created for me.

"I'm betting a sexy guy like you is going to like this," she said, opening her mouth and wrapping her lips around my cock on every up-stroke. She added more spit to keep us slippery as I kept moving.

"God, yes," I gasped. "Keep on doing that. Your hot mouth is the icing on this cake." I was aware of Kelli getting off the bed and the next thing I knew, I felt her hands on my hips, then she moved them to my ass and spread my cheeks. I expected to feel her magic finger go up my butt, but what I got instead was the tip of her pointed tongue. She licked my crack and pushed her tongue in my anus as far as she could reach.

"Is that wicked Kelli sucking your ass?" Kate asked, spitting another mouthful of saliva into her cleavage, keeping us well lubricated. "She does that for both Dan and me and she's very good at it."

"Is she ever," I agreed, thrusting upward, enjoying another trip into Kate's hot mouth. Just then, what she had said dawned on me. Kelli had done this tongue-in-the-ass thing to her. That thought put me over the edge. I felt the old familiar tightening in my groin. 

"I want this to go on forever, but you two lecherous bitches aren't cooperating." 

"You can fuck my tits all night, lover. Take your time. I've never come this way, but it feels deliciously erotic to have your cock between them."

Kelli's hand cupped my balls and she reported, "He's getting close, Kate." 

"Come on, sweetie. Let it go. Come right here on Katie's tongue. I want your load in my mouth so I can share with Kelli."

I let out a cry when Kelli replaced her tongue with her very clever finger and massaged my prostate. My god. What a climax. I know I yelled or shouted or something as the full force of my awesome orgasm hit me. 

I fell down on the bed with Kelli beside me. Kate, who obviously still had a mouthful of my semen, leaned over her. Kelli opened her mouth and I swept Kate's hair back over her shoulder just in time to watch a long string of my come fall directly between Kelli's red lips. 

The two women kissed, adjusting their positions until they were face to face, arms around one another, and legs entwined. Continuing to pass my come back and forth, they played with it, kissing each other until every drop disappeared down their throats. Their kisses grew more passionate while hands roamed over each other's bodies, touching, caressing, and finally, fingers penetrating vaginas.

I'd never witnessed a full-blown, lesbian love session before. Sure, once Kelli and I ate sperm out of Beth's pussy and on another memorable occasion, Beth licked Kelli to a climax, but this was different. 

These two, beautiful ladies were making love to one another, pleasuring each other with hands and mouths. At first, they took turns licking each other's pussies and that was good, but, for me, the payoff was when they got into the sixty-nine position. With Kate on top and faces buried in one another's crotches, they ate each other out until they both came.

The entire time they were doing one another they paid me no attention. Now, as they disentangled, they each kissed me and I got a fresh taste of pussy. We settled down with me in the middle.

"Let's nap for a bit," Kelli said, holding my limber dick affectionately. "I can see you need a break to charge your batteries. Pussy licking is fun, but for me it'll never replace having a nice stiff hard-on in me. Let's get a bit of a rest and then I'll bet we can convince you to fuck both Kate and me."

"Honey," I said. "I'll die trying." 

Kate kissed me and said, "I'm looking forward to having you do me again, lover. Sleep well." And I drifted off.

I awoke to the sound of a woman crying. I opened an eye and checked. It was Kate. Now, I'm not a fan of negative emotions, so I determined not to get involved. I lay quietly, listening to hear if I'd had a part in whatever was making her so upset. If so, I wanted to be sure and not do it again.

Kate and Kelli were lying face to face. Kelli was stroking Kate's hair as she quietly sobbed.

"I am so fucked, Kelli. Look at me. I'm twenty-six years old. My ass and my tits are beginning to sag and I've even got crow's feet developing around my eyes. I got canned from my fucking dance team gig--too fucking old--twenty-six and I'm over the fucking hill." She sniffled and Kelli kissed her cheek.

"God, you've been so good to me. I really had hopes for my relationship with Dan, but after a few weeks, I could tell it wasn't going anywhere. You showed up at exactly the right time. I really needed a lady friend, someone I could talk to. Dan, that shitheel, thinks he conned me into inviting you to stay with us. All that self-centered prick wants is to fuck both of us. The truth of the matter is that I needed your companionship."

"I realized that and I'm here for you, Kate. I've known Dan for quite awhile and he's a difficult person. I really don't know what motivates him, but it sure as hell isn't monogamy." 

"He claims he loves me, but after watching him in action tonight I can't believe that. Sex is what Dan loves. I've had so many shitty relationships and I had such high hopes for this one. Now I see it going down the drain. What the hell am I going to do, Kelli?"

"We're in the same boat, Kate. That fucking Dan will never be a one-woman man. You know that he and I were a hot item at one time and I had the same hopes you have for a commited relationship with him. The sad truth is that I still love the bastard. Rather than not seeing him at all, I'm sharing him with you. Is that fucked up or what?"

"I feel the same way, Kelli. I guess it shocked me to see how easy it was for him to just walk in here and start making out with Mary Ann and Beth, two complete strangers, right there in front of me." She started sobbing again. "On top of everything else, I know he's fucking them and that's a knife in my heart. Shit, the next thing will be him wanting to have them move in with us."

"Don't worry about those girls. They're no threat. Mary Ann and Jack are deeply in love and Beth and Rick are totally devoted to one another. They aren't out to steal him from us, they just enjoy having him share his special brand of lust with them. At the end of this party, Dan will still be in our bed." 

Kate laughed--a mirthless sound. "Yeah, sometimes I think he's some kind of sexual wizard. He always seems to know how to turn me on, even when I'm angry at him." 

"I know what you mean. He does the same thing to me. Look at it this way. Now that you've been initiated into our extended, loving family, you're one of us. We share more than sleeping with one another and revelling in group lust. Above all else, we take care of each other."

"How do you mean?" 

"For instance, earlier this summer, when I had to get away from Dan, Rick and Beth welcomed me to Cleveland with open arms. They're wonderful people, so generous and warm. Our family arrangement is a different way to live, but it has its rewards. Just think about all the fun you've had screwing the guys tonight. That can only make you feel better. Here, blow," she said, handing her a tissue.

Kate wiped her eyes and smiled. "I hadn't thought about it that way. I haven't lost a lover. I've gained a whole bed-full of lovers."

Exactly," Kelli said. "My advice to you is to live in the moment. Try to have a bit of fun every day and let the future take care of itself. That works for me. You just stay here with Rick and nap for a bit. When you wake up, everything will look a lot brighter."

"I really enjoyed having this guy make love to me earlier," Kate said. "He paid close attention to what excites me. He's already given me a world-class orgasm and I wouldn't mind seconds."

Her kind words really made me feel special, but I didn't want to spoil the moment and kept my eyes closed.

"That's Rick. He's a really kind person and so dependable. One can rely on him," Kelli said. 

There was silence for moment, then Kate said, "He certainly rang my chimes, and, as a matter of fact, I have to admit I enjoyed the other guys too."

"That's good. I'm sure they enjoyed you too. Now, you snuggle down with Rick and get some sleep. When you wake up, you two can have a some more fun," Kelli said, getting out of bed and pulling the sheet over us.

"Just a second, Kelli. You told him you were looking forward to getting laid too. I'll be happy to share him with you."

"No, you need some one-on-one time with this guy. He'll lift your spirits. The nice part about our family thing is that I can always find a hard cock and that's what I'm going to do right now. Sleep tight," she said, and I heard the door close behind her. 

I turned on my side and put an arm around Kate. The girl almost purred, adjusting her body so we lay, nestled together like two spoons. I drifted off to sleep, a warm breast in my hand.

I thought I was having a sex dream, but when I came fully awake, I realized that this was no dream. My cock was hard and it was in a hot, wet mouth. Momentarily confused, I reached down and, when I touched that satiny mane of hair, I knew who it was. Kate was ready for some "Rick Therapy."

"Was that a nice way to wake up?" she asked, feeling me respond to her caress.

"Wonderful," I murmured, opening my eyes to a hint of dawn seeping into the bedroom. "Ever so much better than an alarm clock."

She slid up alongside me and we kissed. "You are very nice to sleep with," she said. "No snoring or anything. You're a cuddler even when you're asleep. You held my titties most of the night and I loved it."

"No wonder. Your tits are amazing. I love touching them," I said, hefting a lush breast in my hand. "Would you mind if I ask how big they are?"

She giggled. "My, you are inquisitive. My bras are thirty-eight double D's and damned expensive. That booby you're holding is all me--no silicone."

"Wow!" I exclaimed. Never, not even in my wildest dreams had I imagined I'd be holding a breast that big and beautiful in my greedy hand. I was immensely pleased.

"I have another nosy question," I said. "Have you figured out who has the biggest cock? Is it Dan or Stewart?"

She laughed. "Before I go into that, you have to promise me that you won't tell a soul that we even had this conversation."

"I promise," I said. "Tell me."

"It's not just a matter of size," she said. "They are so different. Dan screws me like he's running a marathon and gives me so many climaxes that I lose count. Last night when Stewart did me it was like he was using me as he would a piece of exercise equipment. I've never had a guy screw me so fast and hard. It was wonderful and I nearly passed out from the intensity of my climax."

"But the size?" I said, pressing for an answer. She laughed. "You're not going to satisfied until I commit myself. If you ever breathe a word of this to anyone, I'll never sleep with you again."

I kissed her again and was keenly aware that Kate smelled of sex, but, when mixed with the underlying sweet smell of her, plus hints of cologne and the scent of her hair, that was a powerful aphrodisiac.

"Okay," I said. "I promise. This'll be our little secret."

"It's hard to tell. They are both fucking massive, but I think Stewart reached some places inside me that had never had a cock touch them before, so I think he's longer. On the other hand, Dan really stretches my pussy when we fuck, so I think he's bigger around. The bottom line is that it doesn't make any difference. I really get off having a big dick in me." 

"So, how do I fit into this big cock scene?"

"When you do me, it's completely different," she said, masturbating me affectionately, stopping now and then to explore my mouth with her inquisitive tongue. "You and I make love. You seem to have a talent for making me extremely hot. I don't know how you do it, but when we're together like this you make me experience a kind of...I don't know...full-body arousal. You turn me on from the top of my head to the tips of my toes and I love that. You're welcome in my bed anytime. But, after saying that, I have to admit that I like what my big-dicked lovers do to me too. With them my climaxes are focussed almost completely in my cunt and they are terrific. So, in the final analysis--I enjoy and want you all."

"I think I understand. You women are complicated creatures. I am so happy that I please you and have a place in your bed. You are so very beautiful," I said. "I feel like I ought to pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming. But I won't do that, because if being here in bed with you is a dream, Kate, I don't want to wake up."

"Oh my. You're not only good with this," she said, squeezing my cock. "You know all the right things to say to a girl." I leaned over and kissed her neck while cupping her smooth, pubic mound. She moaned when I slipped a finger into her vagina, getting it wet, and then circled her clitoris until her hips began to move. 

"Oh, god," she moaned. When I put a second finger in her, her hand tightened around my cock and she said, "Oh, Rick. It's time. I want you in me."

Always eager to please, I threw the sheet back and arranged her on the bed. In the gentle light of dawn, her lush body lay ready to receive me. She opened her thighs, then, with the same intimate gesture she'd used when Stewart fucked her, she put both hands in her crotch and opened her vagina for me. Her intimate pinkness beckoned and I entered her.

We lay together, savoring the initial rush of our intimate connection, just kissing for the moment. "You feel so good in me," she said. "Your cock is just the right size. You're sending shivers all up and down my body."

"Your pussy is so smooth and so hot and I adore the way it holds me like a velvet glove. You are absolutely the best, Kate."

She smiled at me. "You're bullshitting me, but I love it. Tell me more."

I bent down, sucking on a nipple before biting it gently. "Oh, damn. I love that," she said, giving my butt a squeeze. "Please, fuck me now."

I did and she began talking to me again. While stroking my back from my ass to my shoulder blades, she told me what a stud I was, that she loved to have me fuck her, and begged me to come in her. 

Her sex talk really turned me on. When I fucked Claire, she'd talked to me too, a new experience at the time, but this was Kate and her pillowtalk was different and very exciting. She panted and moaned, letting out little cries as she reached a climax. I was astonished when I didn't come along with her.

Catching her breath, she said, "You didn't get off, did you." 

"Not yet," I said, gently stirring my cock in her silky depths. 

"You didn't have any problem last night. You managed to come in my pussy, my mouth, and my ass. We even shared a titty fuck. Now that you've screwed me pretty much every way a man can fuck a woman, I guess you're getting bored with me?"

"Hell, no. I'm not bored. I'm the world's luckiest man. Look at me. I'm still hard and I'm still fucking you and enjoying every second. I do have a special request though."

"And what might that be, lover? Something kinky no doubt." 

"Not very kinky, I just want to fuck your ass again, but this time I'd like to be on top. That way I can see the expression on your lovely face, look into those beautiful, green eyes of yours and kiss your sexy mouth while you press your hard nipples against my chest. Can we do that?"

Kate smiled. "You can have me any way you want me. My ass is all yours, sweetheart." I got to my knees and she lifted her hips while I slipped a pillow under her. She spread her thighs again, her pussy lips opening just enough for me to see pink between them, a feast for my eyes. I couldn't resist leaning forward to kiss those lips, tasting my lover.

"Oh, my god" she said, holding my head close to her. "That feels so nice."

I continued licking all the way down to her rosebud, making it nice and wet with my saliva, then got into position. Kate reached down between us, held my dick, and aimed it at her anus. "Okay, honey. I'm ready for you. Go ahead and put your lovely stiffy in me."

I moved forward and she accepted my hard-on with a smile. No surprise here, considering that the very sizable Dan had undoubtedly unlocked her back door. I was nowhere near testing her ability to accommodate a cock in her ass and, just I'd hoped, this turned out to be the perfect position for us. Fucking a lady from behind is a wonderful experience and I'd certainly never turn down a chance to do a woman that way. I enjoy holding my partner's hips, touching her shapely ass, and admiring the sweeping lines of her back while I screw the hell out of her butt. But after Kelli introduced me to having anal sex with a woman while face-to-face with her, that has become my favorite position.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 07



Between kisses, we talked to one another, she telling me how wonderful I felt in her, and I complimenting her, all the while, both of us petting, and kissing and screwing. 

Much too soon, my groin began sending me messages of an impending climax and I told her I was getting close.

"Fuck me hard then," she said, kissing me fiercely. "Just drive your cock into me. I can occasionally come from anal if I'm screwed hard and fast."

So, panting like a steam engine, I plowed Kate's ass, fucking her like mad, and it worked. 

"My, god. You are a fucking genius. You've done it. I'm coming," she said, between moans and little cries of passion. Her climax triggered mine and I emptied my nuts deep in her sweet ass. 

"What a treat," she said, holding me tight and kissing me, "a wonderful way to start the day. As I'm sure you can tell, anal isn't a problem for me. I like pleasing my lovers and, in addition to my pussy, you guys all seem to want to fuck my mouth and my ass," she said, kissing me again. "But I've only had an anal orgasm twice before." Stroking my face and looking at me with those hypnotic, green eyes, she said, "Thank you, Rick. You've made me a very happy lady." 

"I'm glad. I really enjoyed having you this way. I'm already looking forward to another act of lechery with you."

She laughed, slapped me on the butt, and said, "I have to pee." I climbed off her and we headed for the bathroom together, playing as we went. Putting an arm around my waist, she held my cock while I peed. Claire had done that for me and I'd enjoyed it. Holding me in her warm hand, Kate directed my stream and, when I finished, shook the last drops from my penis. Letting me go, she brushed her hair from her face, looked me in the eyes, and earnestly asked, "Tell me, have you ever pissed inside a woman?"

I was taken aback by her question. I can honestly say that pissing in a woman's snatch had never occurred to me, but the idea was attractively nasty. "No...no, I haven't, but that sounds intriguing. Too bad I just emptied my bladder."

"There'll be other opportunities. Pissing on your face while you ate me was really hot and the thought of you peeing in my ass or my pussy just popped into my head. I'd like to try that, but not this morning, okay." 

I smiled, "Yeah, okay. I'm fresh out of pee anyway, but I'm going to enjoy having something new and kinky to look forward to." She sat down on the commode, looking up at me. Our piss talk gave me an idea.

"How about if you pee on my hand. You look like a queen sitting there on your throne, you're so beautiful that you're making me horny again."

She laughed out loud. "Rick, you are a fucking sex maniac. I like that in a guy." She spread her legs and I got to my knees and kissed her.

"Are you ready?" she asked, around my lips. "You bet," I said, leaning down to get a good look, and then cupping my palm under her. 

"Here it comes," she said, and her stream shot out of her with intensity. Feeling her hot pee overflowing my hand wasn't as intense as eating her pussy and having her piss flooding my mouth had been, but it was damned good. 

Putting my pee-slick fingers in her pussy and ass, I played with her clit until she closed her thighs on my hand and said, "Shit, Rick. Stop that. Any more of this stuff and we'll have to go back to bed. I'm hungry."

"I am too," I said, trying to kiss her again, "hungry for you." 

Turning her head aside, she said, "Come on, lover. That's enough lust for the moment. Let's get in the shower. I'm a sticky mess and I want some breakfast."

We bathed together and I enjoyed washing her and towelling her dry. She wrapped her wet hair in a towel and we put on robes. When I opened the door, the smell of bacon drew us toward the kitchen.

We looked at each other and smiled. "Thank god, Kelli's here," I said. "That girl sure can cook."

"I know," she said. "Remember. We live together." We entered the kitchen and got a bit of applause.

"Come over here, Kate," Dan said, abruptly dumping Beth from his lap. "Give your Dannie a good morning kiss and then tell me what you did last night. I want to hear all the nasty details." Kate walked over and parked her butt in his lap. He kissed her, then nuzzled her neck as he reached inside her robe and fondled her breasts. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

"I sure did," she said, putting an arm around his neck. "You're the only man here who didn't get a piece of this," she said, patting her hip.

"Way to go, girl," he said, stroking her butt. "You've certainly got one fine ass. I'm sure they didn't wear it out."

"I saved some for you, honey," she said, giving him an open-mouthed kiss I saw the hand on her breast head down her torso, opening her robe as it went, casually exposing Kate to our view. This was amazing. I'd watched Dan caress my wife the first time I met him. He'd held her, kissed her, and then put his hand in her crotch and covered her sex, displaying her in front of the mirrors in his bed room. He had taken possession of her in full view of Kelli, Jack and me. After that, it seemed to me that my wife was his whenever he wanted her. Now he was displaying Kate and she was making no attempt to cover herself. Almost as if acknowledging his power over her, her naked breasts swayed as she squirmed her ass in his lap. He cupped her sex with his big hand and his middle finger disappeared from sight inside her. How did he do this shit to women? I'd watched him make Kelli give him a totally humiliating blowjob and now all three of these women positively glowed when he touched them. The man was a fucking magician when it came to women. Somehow, he just knew what turned them on. 

"You're kind of restless, wiggling your ass all over my dick. Didn't Rick take care of you?"

"He certainly did. I was just checking to see if Mary Ann and Beth left anything in your tank. I don't feel much response from your Danny Dick."

He laughed. "Don't worry. My dick will rise again."

Beth sat in my lap and I kissed her. "Good morning, dear wife," I said. "Did you have a good time?"

"Oh, my. Yes," she said. "After the group stuff, Jack and I played around for an hour or so getting reacquainted, then Kelli joined us. The three of us shared some very nice loving. How about you, Mary Ann? It looks like you can barely walk."

"Don't worry about me, sis," she said, gingerly settling her bottom in Jack's lap. "This kind of discomfort is the sweetest pain of all. My crotch may be sore, but I'm smiling all over. Last night was absolutely terrific and, as soon as I recover, I'll be looking for a repeat. I graduated from 'Cumslut U' with honors last night. Didn't I, guys?"

"I'll say," Stewart said, smiling at her, then looking at Dan. "This little lady gave us one hell of a ride, didn't she?"

"That she did. I lost count of the number of times I fucked her."

"Well, I sure as hell wasn't keeping track. Screwing her was my only interest."

She smiled ruefully and kissed Jack. "I hope I'll be ready for more loving by tonight, but if not, I've still got my mouth and two eager hands to take care of you guys."

"Rick and Kate aren't saying much," Beth said. "How about it, you two. You spent the entire night together after the group stuff. How was it?"

I blushed when Kate cleared her throat and said, "Your husband is a very sexy man, Beth. If, for any reason, you decide to get rid of him, give me a call. I'll be happy to welcome him in my bed in a heartbeat. He took very good care of me and we enjoyed a lovely, hot night together." 

She looked around the table and continued, "Thank you everyone. You all did a terrific job of welcoming me into what Kelli calls her 'extended family.' I've always enjoyed sex, but sharing lust with you guys was pretty amazing." She turned and smiled at Dan. "Special thanks to you, lover. I'm so glad you talked me into getting together with your friends."

"Hell, Kate. I was sure you were a natural for this stuff. I could tell you were a bit nervous at first, but when I saw Rick take you out to the kitchen, I knew everything would be all right." He smiled at me. "This guy really knows how to make a lady relax and enjoy herself."

"He did a super job and so did Jack and Stewart," she said, turning around on his lap, her robe gaping open, revealing his hand still holding her sex. She gave him a nice wet kiss and said, "But I did miss you." 

"Don't worry. We'll have plenty of chances to catch up. Just remember, there's only one rule for our group and that is--there aren't any rules. If it feels good, do it." 

She laughed and disentangled herself from Dan's embrace. "I'll keep that in mind." 

Kelli came out of the kitchen with a platter in each hand. Both were heaped high with pancakes, fried eggs and bacon along with home fries and toast. Mary Ann and Beth got up and quickly set the table and then we all sat down and dived into a delicious meal. After satisfying our hunger, Kelli and Kate, seated one on either side of me, began to tease. 

Kelli put marmalade on a piece of toast, broke off a piece, and before she put it in her mouth, said, "Would you like a bite, lover?" I nodded and she put the morsel between her lips. Leaving a bit outside her lips, she leaned toward me. It was obvious what she wanted. I kissed her, biting off the toast she offered me, while fondling her breast. Kate squeezed my thigh, putting a morsel between her lips. 

"Me too," she said and we kissed. As I took the toast from her, I tweaked a nipple and she let out a yelp. "That was a surprise," she said. "My nipples are really sensitive."

"I'll kiss it and make it all better." Leaning down, taking it in my mouth, I rolled the hard little nubbin between my lips, tickling it with my tongue.

"I'll give you about an hour to quit that," she said, pulling my head into her breast. "Are you guys always this crazy?"

"Sometimes we're worse," I said, kissing her other nipple.

Beth had her hand inside Stewart's robe and you didn't need to be a Rhodes Scholar to figure out what she was doing. Dan was kissing Mary Ann, trying to put his hand between her legs, but she crossed them, denying him, so he put his hand on her breast instead.

"Please, honey. I'm too sore right now. I need a little time to heal up so I can enjoy tonight."

I thought Jack had gone to the bathroom, but when he came back into the room, he said, "I just checked the weather on the internet and this looks like a perfect day for taking my boat out. What I heard at breakfast is that everyone, including me, is pretty much fucked out for the moment. So, how about we go boating for the day."

Beth stood up and clapped her hands. "Oh, Jack. That sounds like fun. What do we need to do to get ready?"

Looking at her with a serious expression, he pulled her into his lap and kissed her. "Well, you girls need to be sure and pack your bathing suits, sunscreen and don't forget this," he said, putting his hand on her sex. "We can pick up some beer and a bucket of chicken on the way. The marina is less than thirty minutes away. So, let's go!"

Kelli didn't look as excited about this outing as the rest of us, so I asked her what was wrong. "Shit, Rick. I get dreadfully seasick. I swear, I even feel queasy when I'm in a hot tub."

"I'll pick up some Marezine for you," Stewart said. "It's really effective for seasickness."

Jack gave her a kiss. "Don't worry, honey. I promise we won't go anywhere that's rough. There's a nice little cove at--get a load of this--Prudence Island, about an hour away from the marina. We'll anchor there, have some lunch and a swim or whatever." He patted her bottom, "I'll make sure you're ready for the 'whatever.'"

"Okay, skipper. I'll give it a try."

We went in two cars, each group responsible for picking up necessities. Mary Ann knew the way to the marina, so she, along with Kelli and Kate, rode with me. Our job was to round up the picnic items while Beth and the guys got the beer and other necessities.

With Kate seated next to me while I drove to the chicken place, I discovered that my passenger and her long, bare legs were a beautiful distraction. She was wearing tiny, white shorts and a red halter under a skimpy, tank top that did little to conceal her luscious breasts. She'd gathered her hair into a ponytail which made her look positively radiant and about eighteen. I hoped that the dazzling smiles she was bestowing on me were due to the terrific loving we had shared and a promise of more to come. She put her hand on my bare thigh and gave it a squeeze, that was all it took to make my cock stir.

We chatted about stuff, me telling her how fresh and lovely she looked and how her cute shorts flattered her beautiful bottom. She laughing, leaning over to kiss my cheek and pressing her left breast against my arm. I glanced in the rearview mirror only to see Kelli and Mary Ann making kissing motions with their lips and crude gestures with their fingers and hands.

"They're called boy shorts," Kate said. "I don't know why they're called that, but I think they're kind of sexy and that's precisely how I'm feeling this morning."

"Right on," I said. "They are sexier than hell." I had to reach down and adjust my own shorts since my cock was suddenly insisting on more room to expand. 

Seeing that, Kate giggled, then she tossed her ponytail and released her scent which only added to my arousal. "Can I do anything to make you more comfortable?" she asked, with a grin.

"I can think of lots of things, but we can't do them while I'm driving," I said, reaching over and putting my hand on her soft thigh, up close to the hem of those shorts. Her skin was so silky I couldn't resist stroking her gently.

"That feels very nice," she said, covering my hand with hers. "I think this boat ride could get to be very interesting."

When we got to the chicken place, Kelli and Mary Ann jumped out. "You lovebirds stay here and entertain one another. We'll just be a minute," Kelli said.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Mary Ann said, leaning in the window and kissing me on the cheek.

"Do you need some money?" I asked.

"Nope, we've got it covered." I noticed that she too was wearing a pair of those strangely compelling shorts and her tight little ass was good to watch as she walked, rather carefully, into the store.

Kate and I just came together like those magnetic dogs I played with as a kid. We kissed and her hot tongue invaded my mouth as I fondled a breast.

"God!" she exclaimed. "I can't believe how hot you make me. I'm already wet. Hell, it's not like we haven't made love already. We spent the entire night fucking each other's brains out and I'm still greedy for more of your magic wand," she said, cupping the front of my shorts and giving my boner a squeeze.

I kissed her again. "I'm hot for you too. I want to get into your panties again and damn soon. I don't know about you, but I've never had a piece of ass on a boat. I'm hoping I won't be able to say that tonight."

"I agree. I think you're likely to score some nautical pussy today," Kate said, giving me another sweet kiss as the girls returned loaded down with goodies. I started to jump out and open the back, before I realized my shorts were tented to the max, so I stayed put. After putting the food in the back, the ladies settled in and we headed for the marina.

We'd no sooner gotten there and found a parking place, when the others arrived. With Jack and Mary Ann in the lead, we walked down a complicated set of floating docks, carrying the picnic stuff, until they stopped in front of a gleaming white sailboat.

"Here we are," Jack said, gesturing toward the boat. "This fine vessel is the 'Mary Ann.' This boat is the second most important thing in my life." He smiled at Mary Ann. "I value this gorgeous girl ahead of my boat,' he said, putting an arm around her, "but not by a whole lot." 

"God, sister dear. You never told me you had an actual ship named after you."

"Jeez, Beth. It's not a ship. It's a sailboat, and he wanted to show his affection, so he renamed the boat for me."

Jack smiled fondly, patting her butt. "Like my sweet lady, this boat is a classic beauty," he explained. "She's a Columbia Forty, older than I am, but she still sails like the thoroughbred, ocean racer she was designed to be."

We loaded our stuff aboard the "Mary Ann" and, to my surprise, an entirely different Jack made his presence known. No longer was he the "loosey goosey" kind of person we were all accustomed to. This Jack was a captain. After we'd put the food and drinks down in the cabin, he started the engine and had Mary Ann and Dan, both of whom had sailed with him before, untie the mooring lines. He backed out of the slip and we were on our way.

We were all seated around the cockpit, relaxing on cushions, watching the sights as our skipper steered us down the bay. 

"There's not much wind today and what there is, is coming from the wrong direction," he said. "So, we're not going to sail. Besides, for Kelli's sake, I want to keep the boat on an even keel."

"I appreciate that, skipper. I'm doing just fine. That magic pill Stewart gave me is really working."

"It'll take us about an hour to get down to Prudence Island," Jack said. "We'll anchor there and have some lunch." 

A few minutes later, Kelli removed her tee shirt. "This looks like a good opportunity to get some sun," she said. We had been admiring the scenery all around us, but when the ladies started shedding their clothes, first the cover-ups and then their shirts, the men's attention focussed on them. 

Kelli was the first to go topless, saying, "What the hell. This is too good an opportunity to pass up, so I'm going to give my tits a tan." Undoing the strings of her halter top, she took it off. Her beautiful breasts swayed free as she leaned back against the cockpit coaming and said, "This is more like it. Come on, ladies. Drop your tops and get a little sun on your titties."

That's all it took. The other girls shed their tops and what a grand sight it was, titties in view in all directions and they were spectacular. Us guys joined them, pulling off our shirts.

"I have a thermos full of Margaritas." Topless Kelli volunteered. "Would anyone like one?"

"There's a dumb question," Dan said.

"Mary Ann, you know where the glasses are," Jack said. She nodded, disappearing momentarily into the cabin and emerging with a roll of plastic glasses.

"You'll just have to make do with these," she announced. "You're sailing before the mast now...arghhh!" We laughed and and everyone filled a glass except Jack. 

For the next hour, we drank and laughed. Kissing a little now and then and making out a bit, adult fun that increased our sexual tension. Lots of boats were crisscrossing the bay and I was concerned about Jack finding a spot where we would have enough privacy to get naughty. I should have known he would come through for us.

When the engine slowed, I looked up to see the bow aimed at a narrow gap between a couple of low, wooded islands with marshy shores. 

"That's Patience Island on the starboard and the bigger one on the port side is Prudence," Jack said. He grinned at us and continued, "For our purposes, we could rename them Impatience and Imprudence."

We all laughed at his joke and a few minutes later we passed a point and the entrance to a tiny cove appeared. It was deserted, not a boat in sight, not a soul on shore--our private place to play. 

"Welcome to Sheep Pen Cove. I think this'll do nicely," Jack said. We anchored and he set up a little table in the cockpit. The ladies put out the chicken and salads. I for one had had all the Margaritas I could handle that early in the day and the others apparently felt the same way. We all opened a beer.

It may be hard to believe that the everyday routine of eating could be seductive, but that picnic proved to me that sharing food can be erotic as hell. For instance, an attractive woman sucking on a chicken bone while looking you in the eyes is a definite turn on. At least it was for me when Kate did it. The others were feeding one another and kissing between bites.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 07



We had pretty much finished when Mary Ann, who was making quite a production out of licking and sucking her fingers, smiled at Stewart and said, "I'd like to have you for dessert, lover."

"Hey, Mary Ann. What's with all that talk about not being able to screw," Beth said.

"Oh, my crotch may be off limits, but my mouth sure as hell isn't," she said. "How about it, lover. Would you like to have your very own personal cumslut blow you?"

Stewart glanced at Jack who smiled and said, "Go for it, man. Never pass up an opportunity like that."

Down came his shorts and out plopped his cock. "God, that's a beautiful thing," Mary Ann said, stripping off her bikini bottom. Sinking to her knees, she settled herself between his legs. 

Seeing the look of bliss on Stewart's Face as Mary Ann began giving him head, did it for me. I wanted a warm, wet mouth on my cock too. Already horny from flirting with Kate, I looked at her, hoping she would oblige. She'd read my desire and nodded. 

Standing close together, we stripped one another naked and the others followed our lead. Blow jobs were everyone's dessert then, with Kate claiming me, Beth doing Dan and Kelli sucking our skipper. 

Having Kate working on my dick, while watching the other girls pleasuring their lovers, was a fantastic turn-on, and then it got even better. The ladies began trading off and my cock was slurped by all of the girls, but my favorite moment was when Kate and Kelli double-teamed me, trapping my hard-on between two sets of hot lips, blowing me and taking turns treating me to the hot paradise of their sexy mouths. 

It was about then that Stewart shouted and came. Mary Ann was back with him and she was prepared. Catching his first blast in her open mouth, she continued masturbating him and he continued to come, showering her face and breasts with semen. Dan looked over at her and laughed. "Shit, Mary Ann. You've got drops of come halfway around your neck. Stewart has just given you a present--a Pearl Necklace." She smiled at him and then licked come off her fingers. 

"This is the best present I've had since he and I were together in Cleveland. Thanks, Stewart. I love my necklace." 

I could feel my climax approaching, so I buried my hands in her hair and said, "I'm almost there, Kate." She didn't pause in blowing me, but looked up at me. Staring into her beautiful, green eyes as I fucked her loving mouth pushed me over the edge. She swallowed my first jet, then held the second in her mouth. Kelli who was next to us sucking Jack's cock saw what she'd done and left him momentarily. They kissed and passed my come between them and I ejaculated on their faces until I was empty. 

Kelli returned to blowing Jack and Kate smiled up at me, tenderly kissing and fondling my softening cock, while I caressed her slippery cheeks. 

"Thank you, Kate. That was special," I said, leaning down and kissing her.

"I enjoy giving you pleasure," she said. "You're so appreciative. Besides, your come is yummy."

"Before this boat trip is over, I intend to thank you for this treat by giving you a nice climax. I think there'll be plenty of time left for me to recover."

"Thanks, sweetie. You've given me something to look forward to," she said. "I know how much you like to watch, so I'll help the girls with Dan and Jack. Seeing us suck those two off should help put lead in your pencil."

Stewart and I relaxed while the ladies ganged up on Dan who was their first victim. Kate sat beside him. Pressing her tits against his arm, she put her tongue in his ear, while Mary Ann licked his balls and Beth filled her mouth with his big erection. Their strategy worked. After only a couple of minutes of their attention, Dan let out a shout and held my wife's head. Pulling her face closer to his abdomen, he made her gag a bit when he ejaculated, but she didn't try to draw back. I could see her throat pulsing as she gulped his semen until he'd emptied his nuts. Beth managed to saved a little of his come to share with the other two. The three of them kissed each other for a minute or so and then turned to Jack.

Kelli, who had been stalling, just licking and teasing him a bit, waiting while the others finished with Dan, raised her head off his cock, and said, "It's your turn, dear skipper. You're about to get a special treat, a present for organizing this fabulous boat trip. All four of us gals are going to blow your socks off." 

She continued giving him head while Kate kissed and licked his balls. Beth and Mary Ann, sitting one on either side of him, took turns kissing and caressing him. Mary Ann whispered in his ear and I couldn't hear what she told him, but it sure worked. When Jack came, his first jet surprised Kelli who was licking his shaft. A stream shot out of him and landed on Kate's shoulder. 

"Damn, I missed that one," Kelli said, then directed the rest of his load across her and Kate's faces, painting them both generously. When he finished, Beth and Mary Ann joined the other two, licking their faces clean, and then sharing his semen. swapping it among them until they'd swallowed every drop. 

After watching that hot scene, I was more confident of fulfilling my promise to screw Kate. My cock was semi-hard and with a bit of attention from her like the kind I'd just seen, I knew I'd stand tall. We rested for a bit, sharing small talk, and doing a bit of petting. 

"Anybody up for a skinny-dip?" Jack asked, after a bit. "I can put a swim ladder over the side."

"Oh, Jack. That sounds like fun," Kelli said.

"Stand up so I can get it out of the locker," he said.

Mary Ann and Kelli got up and when Mary Ann bent over to pick up the cushion they'd been sitting on, her butt was inches from my face and I got an intimate snapshot of why she had declined to screw this morning. Her pussy lips were inflamed and swollen. If she was better now, as she claimed, I could hardly imagine how bad off she must have been earlier. Stewart and Dan had really worked her over with their big cocks, but she'd said that wasn't going to deter her from letting them do her again and I believed her. 

On impulse, I leaned over and kissed her shapely ass. She looked at me over her shoulder and smiled. "That's nice, dear. Hold that thought. We can follow up on it later."

Kelli was the first to leap over the side and when she surfaced, she said, "Come on in, you guys. This feels wonderful." The rest of us jumped in and, as soon as Jack finished securing the ladder, he joined us. We frolicked and splashed water on one another while feeling each other up--excellent adult fun. 

After half an hour or thereabouts, Kelli announced that she was getting tired. She swam over to the ladder and began climbing. When she was out of the water, she turned, and with a wide smile, shook her pretty ass at us. Us guys grinned at each other and I could tell that I wasn't the only one who was planning to stay in the water, watching those fine bare bottoms climb the ladder. The girls obviously enjoyed being watched, as each took her time, looking down at us as she stepped from rung to rung. 

When we were all back aboard, Jack set up a portable shower, hanging it on the boom so we could rinse off the salt water. Late afternoon had stolen upon us and with it came a bit of a chill. Reluctantly, we got dressed, wrapping towels around our shoulders as the anchor came aboard. We headed back up the bay on our hour-long journey to the marina.

Remembering promise to Kate, I took her hand and said, "I think I'm ready to lose my nautical virginity. How'd you like to go below and get a little?"

"Jesus, yes," she said, getting up and pulling me to my feet. "I'm in heat. Let's do it." Smiling at the others, we climbed down into the cabin. I started by taking her in my arms, kissing her and feeling her up, but she leaned back and said, "Honey, I don't need any foreplay. I'm already wet as hell. In fact, my pussy's dripping. Just bend me over this table, stuff your cock in me and fuck me like a dog fucks his bitch." 

That sounded good to me. Pulling her shorts down over her lovely ass, she leaned forward over the table and gripped its edges, baring the puffy lips of her sex. With my shorts around my ankles, I moved behind her and taking my prick in hand, swiped the head of it between her very wet lips. Putting my hands on her hips, I stuffed my hard-on into her with a sudden lunge. She cried out, then said, "That's perfect. God, you feel so good. Now fuck me fast and fuck me hard."

I did the best I could, slamming in and out her hot, wet hole and I could tell that my efforts were appreciated because she began wailing almost immediately and continued as I reached for my climax. I shouted as it hit me and joined her in our shared orgasm. When I pulled out of her, she remained spread across the table for a long minute. 

"God, I needed that and you were simply wonderful. That was a dandy," she said, standing up. "A cervical orgasm. They don't come along that often and I love it when they do." 

" That was an excellent introduction to screwing at sea," I said, pulling a couple of paper towels off the roll and handing one to her, wiping myself with the other. 

"I've been looking forward to screwing you since this morning in the car. Now that we've done it, I'm delighted to report that the sex was even better than my fantasy. You're my magic man," she said, wedging a paper towel in her crotch and pulling up her shorts. 

Buttoning my own shorts, I smiled at her and then we kissed. "We certainly discovered something special when we found each other," I said. "We're going to have lots more fun together."

"I certainly hope so," she said, kissing me on the cheek and patting my ass as I climbed the ladder out of the cabin.

Back in the cockpit, we sat side by side with an arm around one another and I'm sure we had that well-satisfied look, because Beth said, "Just look at you two lovebirds. I could hear the two of you going at it clear up here even with the motor running." 

"What you heard was Kate getting my motor running," I said. "We wouldn't have minded you guys as an audience, but not a bunch of strangers." I continued, gesturing at the traffic on the bay. "We didn't want to get it on up here in plain sight of all these boats around us."

"I see your point," she said. "I wanted to get laid on the water and I'm running out of time."

"I could slow the boat down," Jack volunteered, smiling at her.

"It may come to that. C'mon, you studs. Can't any of you help out a needy lady?"

"Damn, I'd love to, but I'm steering and there's a lot of traffic out here," Jack said.

"Don't worry, honey" Mary Ann said. "We've already fucked on the water and I'll make it up to you for missing out later."

Kelli and Stewart had been making out and now she pulled him to his feet, and said, "I've enjoyed this spectacular day so much, and to top it off, this handsome guy has agreed to give me a little souvenir to remember it by. See you guys in a few." They disappeared below and sounds of shared ecstasy began floating up within a couple of minutes.

"You're my last hope, Dan," Beth said, placing her hand on the front of his pants. "Aha. My hard-on detector says I'm about to get lucky."

"Take it easy," he said. "There's only room enough for one couple at a time down there. We'll have to wait for them to finish."

"Damn," Beth said, looking over the bow, seeing the marina approaching. "Hurry up, you two," she shouted down into the cabin.

A couple of minutes later, when the happy couple appeared, Beth dragged Dan to his feet and down they went. Sounds of passion floated out of the cabin only diminishing when Jack slowed the motor as we approached our berth. Dan emerged, tucking in his shirt-tail. "I'll get the bow line," he said.

Beth followed him. "That was definitely a 'quickie,'" she said, "but it served the purpose. I got my first piece of ass afloat and scored a sweet little climax--a perfect end to a perfect voyage."

After we got the boat cleaned up and secured, we headed back to the condo. 

Kelli volunteered to make her famous pizzas and we all liked that idea. We stopped at a market so she could get what she needed. A flurry of activity in the kitchen followed our arrival back at the condo. The first goodies to emerge were a fresh pitcher of Margaritas and platefuls of snacks. Us guys sat around the table drinking and eating while the girls went to clean up and change. They returned a short time, scantily dressed and looking gorgeous. I poured Margaritas for them and then went to get cleaned up. Later, we all sat around the table drinking and eating and talked about our day.

"What about that group blowjob?" Beth asked. "That was amazingly quirky. Wasn't it? I've never even heard of people doing anything like that before."

"I enjoyed every moment," Mary Ann said. "I really like having sex with all of you."

Kate laughed, "Shit, you're telling me that this wasn't the usual stuff for you guys."

"We haven't done anything like that before, but I wouldn't mind it becoming a regular event," I said, smiling at her. "You ladies certainly made me happy."

"I love oral sex, both giving and receiving, so that was fun for me too," she said, feeding me a bite of antipasto. "Next time it'll be the ladies' turn to be on the receiving end."

"I want to congratulate you, Kate," Stewart said. "You've taken to our group lifestyle like a natural cumslut."

"I guess I'm an exhibitionist at heart," she said. "Any girl, who puts on a skimpy costume and struts in front of an audience at a football game can't deny that she's a show-off. My initial hesitation last night was because I'd never had sex with other people looking on." She laughed. "That's no longer a problem. I discovered I like watching and being watched." She paused, looking around the table. "Having sex with you guys was a major turn on for me. Fucking and sucking is a real ice-breaker--a terrific way to get acquainted."

"I agree," Jack said. "Dan told us, but I'd forgotten that you were a cheerleader for the Pats."

"Not a cheerleader exactly, I was a member of what they call the dance team."

"Did you have any kinky adventures when you were doing that?" Beth asked, topping off everyone's glass.

"Not really," she said. "Management was pretty careful to make sure the players and us girls were kept apart. There was some dating against the rules, but a couple of girls got caught and lost their jobs."

"That's cruel," Beth said. "I'll bet the players didn't get cut." 

"That's the way it was," Kate continued, taking another sip and putting her hand on my thigh. "Now that I think about it, I did have one adventure in the off-season. I was at a dance club drinking with some gal pals and recognized a couple of guys from the team, one white and one black."

"This sounds interesting," Beth said.

"One thing led to another and I found myself in the back seat of a car in the parking lot getting the shit fucked out of me by the white guy. I was kind of drunk, but still had the presence of mind to make him wear a condom."

"What happened to the black guy?" Stewart asked. 

"Oh, he was there, three hundred pounds of pure muscle, sitting in the front seat, watching his buddy and me get it on. After the white guy came and pulled out of me, I expected that he'd want to screw me next. When he didn't move to join me in the back seat, I asked him if he wanted to do me. He declined, saying he wouldn't wear one of those condom things, but he would settle for a blowjob."

"Bill Clinton claimed that wasn't even sex," I said, and she laughed. 

"After I thought about it, I was pretty happy to have that alternative as I was beginning to sober up and realized that having his bulky body riding me in the back seat of the car could crush the living daylights out of me. So, he joined me in the back seat and the white guy left to go smoke a cigarette or something. We kissed and made out for about a minute before I started to go down on him. When I undid his pants, I nearly laughed out loud. That three-hundred-pound giant had a four-inch hard-on."

We were all cracking up by this time. "So, what did you do?" Beth asked.

"I gave him head," Kate said. "His weenie was about the same size as the first boy I ever screwed. He was twelve, I was thirteen. Anyway, it only took me about five minutes to get him off. A couple of squirts, a swallow, and we were finished. I never saw either of them again. They were both cut from the team before the next season."

"Wow, Kate. That was quite a story," I said. "You got a pretty early introduction to sex."

She took another drink of her Margarita. "I guess I did. Like I said, I lost my cherry when I was thirteen. Not long after that, I was complaining to my mother, showing her how tight my training bras had gotten. Mom was divorced and we lived alone. She worked long hours and I guess she hadn't been paying much attention, but apparently I had found the right moment. She looked at my bust and whistled. 'Good god, girl,' she said. 'With breasts like that, every male you meet is going to try and get in your panties. My advice is don't let them, but if they talk you into letting them screw you, make them wear a condom.' She gave me a half-dozen and explained how the guy was supposed to use them. But she must have decided I needed extra protection, because she made me a doctor's appointment and a week later I was on the pill."

"I'll get those pizzas going," Kelli said, obviously not as gripped with the saga of Kate's sexlife and bra size as us guys were. "I'm getting hungry. Who wants to give me a hand putting them together?"

All three women volunteered and us men were left to finish up the pitcher of Margaritas.

Jack said, "Hey, Rick. Last night you were telling us about that Claire lady, the gal you met on your way here. Do you think there's a chance we could get together with her before you guys go home?"

"Beth has her cell number," I said. "I'll ask her if she's up for seeing Claire and her two husbands again, but I'm willing to bet she is. We had a hell of a lot of fun with those three very sexy people. Didn't we Stewart?"

"Yeah, we did and and Beth certainly seemed to enjoy herself." 

Laughing, the girls came out of the kitchen, each carrying a handmade pizza, putting them on the table. We sat down and Jack jumped up, returning moments later with an armful of chilled Sam Adams. Silence reigned as we ate our pizza, washing it down with beer. 

"What was so amusing?" Jack asked. "We could hear you laughing and carrying on all the way in here."

"We were just talking about you guys and how you looked when we were sucking you off," Beth said, grinning. "The expression on each of your faces as you watched us blowing the other guys was priceless--talk about major drool. When it was your turn however, blank, no one home, until after you'd shot your wad."

"I've heard that a man with a hard-on has his brains in his balls," Kelli said. "There were a bunch of brainy balls on the boat today."

Jack, Stewart, and I laughed, but Dan looked peeved. "I might not look the part of an intellectual when I'm getting head, but you girls didn't look like Rhodes scholars either with dicks stuffed in your mouths and come running down your faces."

"Easy, Dan," Jack said. "The girls are just teasing us. Think, man. They gave us a very nice present this afternoon, asking nothing in return. They deserve a treat, maybe having us guys eat their pussies or something."

"You got that right, Jack," Kelli laughed. "I'm ready, anytime."

"Just be patient," I said, leaning over to kiss her. "I have something to ask you girls. While you were fixing the pizzas, we were talking about Claire and her guys and the possibility of getting together with them came up. Do you ladies have any interest in meeting a couple of sexy, new men?"




Beth's Awakening Ch. 08



Chapter Eight; Returning Home

It was the morning after Claire's whirlwind trip to deliver her special brand of sexual delight to us all when Rick and I discussed her lecherous invitation. We quickly agreed that stopping in Groton to party with Claire, Spencer and David was certainly well worth spending another night on the road. When we shared our feelings with Stewart he just smiled.

"That's fine with me," he said. "Groton is barely out of our way and it's for just one night. Right?"

"That's right. Rick and I have to get home and, if I'm remembering correctly, your vacation is over soon too."

"Yeah, it is. I have appointments scheduled for Monday."

As far as the rest of our gang was concerned, the verdict was unanimous. All of them voted to join Claire and her two husbands for a sleepover and a chance to indulge in more fun and games. I wasn't eager to say goodbye to our friends--a chore I'm not at all good at. This way we could postpone the farewells, at least until tomorrow, and in the meantime, there would be plenty of distraction. Hopefully, that would cut down on the chances for emotional scenes and tears when we finally had to leave Groton and head for home. We got packed up and had the Subaru loaded by noon. 

Claire had been a bit vague as to what would be a good time to have us descend on them and said she'd call. We didn't discuss our upcoming adventure further while spending the rest of the morning getting us set to travel, but the aura of anticipation in the condo was almost tangible. It never ceases to amaze me how much anticipating sex tends to heighten one's libido. For me, time crawled while I waited for Claire's call and it turned out that I wasn't the only one. 

We were having a light lunch of sandwiches and beer, all eight of us uncharacteristically subdued, when Dan spoke up. 

"What time did your friend tell us to show up down there, Beth?"

"What's wrong, Dannie? You getting horny?" Kelli teased. "You've got four of us wenches right here ready and willing to trim your horns if you need some attention."

"Hell, Kelli. I'm no hornier than usual. You know me. I really hate waiting."

"It's getting to me too," Jack admitted.

"Okay. I'll give her a call," I said, picking up my cell from beside me on the table. As before, Claire answered on the first ring. "It's Beth," I said.

"Great minds and all that. I was just going to give you a call. What with delivering the cream pie I promised my guys, then screwing them, we just now got the place pretty much ready. David was only able to get three of those blow-up beds from Special Services, so if you could bring yours along, we should just about be able to carpet this little shit-assed apartment with mattresses. I'm looking forward to a wild time. God, just the thought of eleven people, naked and rolling around together is making me salivate and I'm not the only one. Spencer and David have their tongues hanging out a foot lusting after you ladies."

"We're anxious too," I said. "So what time do you want us?"

"Hell, sweetie. We're the Navy. We're always ready. Come on down."

"Should we bring anything besides the mattress."

"Nah. David is on a booze run right now. He'll get beer and tequila, plenty to make your favorite Margaritas. We'll have pizza delivered later. How does that sound?"

"Most excellent," I said. Turning to the others, I said, "Let go of your cocks and grab your socks. We're on our way."

Our gang let out a cheer and Claire said, "I heard that. You said they're anxious?"

"Oh, yeah. The hormone level is pretty high here."

"I understand. Same here. Just talking to you is making me wet. Christ, I'm drooling at both ends. Get off at the first exit into town and give me a call then I'll talk you right to our place so I can meet you when you pull up."

Needless to say, we were ready to go in minutes. Jack and Rick deflated the mattress and stowed it in Dan's Porsche Cayenne. Our Subaru was full with Rick and I riding in front, Kate and Jack in the rear, plus our luggage. We took the lead and Dan followed us with Mary Ann riding beside him and Kelli and Stewart in the rear. 

Jack directed us out of Providence then onto the freeway and we headed for Groton. Careful Rick drove the speed limit all the way with Dan following close behind. He even pulled up alongside us in the passing lane several times, trying to get Rick to go faster, but my hubby just smiled and shook his head. Yet another reason for why I love my guy, he's so grounded. He wouldn't even speed on the way to an orgy.

When I called Claire, she gave us the rights and lefts, directing us until we saw her, standing at the curb, wearing a long, brunette wig and knee-high, red, stiletto-heel boots. A cape, like Wonder Woman wears, minimally covered her torso, concealing her breasts, but leaving a whole lot of stocking-clad leg on display, all of this before three o'clock in the afternoon. I couldn't believe my eyes. 

The look on Rick's face was priceless. "What the fuck! Is she in a play or something?"

All I could say was. "Who knows. She's Claire." She waved us into a couple of parking places, clearly marked GUEST. We parked and everyone piled out of the cars ready to hug and kiss and grabass, but Claire was as serious as I'd ever seen her.

"Save it for indoors," she said, as we unloaded the mattress and our overnight things from the cars. "I already have enough problems with these frustrated, Navy wives. I lied, telling them we were throwing a costume party for out-of-town guests, to explain why we'd have so many people staying over. So, that's why I'm wearing this get-up."

"You look stunning," Stewart said. "My dream come true. My best fantasy as a teenager was to make it with a superheroine and Wonder Woman was my favorite."

"I'm going to kiss you for those kind words," Claire said. "But that'll have to wait until we're inside and out of the view of these little curtain-waving bitches. They've already complained to the Chaplain about us and he's asked the CO to find out why I have two men living at my place. My first inclination was to just say, 'It's none of your fucking business', but Spencer had a better idea. 'Just tell him David is your brother. That should satisfy them.' Well, my feeling about satisfying them is--they'd be better off with a stiff dick. I handed out that scam and it seems to be working, so well in fact, that now they're feeling a bit guilty for stirring up trouble. For the moment, they're trying to make nice with me. Consequently, I've been invited to a shitload of Navy wife events which, up till now, I've successfully dodged."

While Claire was filling us in on the neighbors, the guys finished carrying our stuff into the apartment. When the door closed, Spencer and David descended on Kelli and Kate.

"Good god, David. Get a load of these tits!" Spencer exclaimed, kissing Kelli and touching her breast. "What's your name you busty beauty?"

"Well, my friends and lovers call me Kelli. Why don't you both come over here and give my titties a squeeze so I can tell which category to fit you guys into." Spencer and David each held a breast and took turns kissing her.

"I'm greedy," Spencer said. "I want to be your lover and your friend." 

"Me too," David said. 

Kelli laughed, her tinkling little laugh, and covered their hands with her own. "Bingo," she said. "That's the right answer. You're such handsome men, I'm anxious to get started on the lover thing very soon."

Turning to Kate, David put his arms around her. "You are such a beautiful girl. Would you be Kate?"

"That would be me. I'm happy to meet you, David," she said, kissing him as his hands explored her ass. Leaning back in his arms, she said, "Lucky me. Not only are you goodlooking, you're a tit man as well. Go ahead and touch them now and I'll look forward to having you kiss them later."

"Oh, my god, Kate They're absolutely luscious," David said, removing his hands from her shapely butt and taking a breast in each hand. "You're so lovely I don't know which to choose--titties or butt. One thing is certain--you can plan on having my lips all over you very soon."

"That sounds nice," Kate said, smiling as she gave the front of his shorts a quick caress.

"Just look at those two assholes I'm married to," Claire said to me, swirling her scarlet cape open, and putting her hands on her hips. "Give them a handful of titty and they just go nuts." 

Looking sexy and exotic in her brunette wig and gold tiara, Claire struck a pose. Radiating sensuality like a wood stove heats a room, she surveyed the scene while I took in other details of her Wonder Woman costume--the adult version. Her outfit consisted of a skimpy, red halter-top, blue boy-shorts with gold stars covering both garments, black mesh stockings, and spike-heeled, gold boots. 

After greeting me with a kiss, she cupped her own pert breasts, and said, "Mine used to be bigger, but I sacrificed 'em. Just plain ran 'em off. Watching them pawing those girls, you'd never know that when I'm all they've got, those guys are plenty happy to play with my little boobies." Letting go of her tits, she patted her ass. "But this is what they like best. Running can be tough, but I gladly pay the price to have this butt, and my legs aren't bad either."

Looking over her shoulder, I could see that she'd succeeded in turning Stewart into a Wonder Woman groupie. Eyes fixed on her, he shook his head as if to clear it and sat down in a chair behind her.

"Come here and sit in my lap, Wonder Woman," he said. "You've got me all hot and bothered. We made love this morning and that was terrific, but now you've suddenly become a beautiful, sexy stranger and I want you all over again." 

Claire laughed. "I gather you like my get-up, huh?" 

"I have a confession. As a teenager I used to jerk off to Wonder Woman comics. Now I've got a chance to get it on with a real super-heroine and I'm anxious to experience your super powers. Unbelieveable, I'm actually going to get a chance to screw my childhood fantasy. That doesn't happen to many guys." Patting his knee, he said, "Park that sweet ass of yours right here, and I'll show you just how much I like your sexy get-up."

Claire smiled at him and sat down in his lap. Wiggling her butt against him, she put an arm around his neck. "Let's share some spit, you silver-tongued stud." As if starving for sex, they began making out like they'd been apart for a year. 

"Wait a minute, you guys," I said. "I can see where this is headed and I want that Margarita you promised me before we get all tangled up in lust."

Claire laughed. "Okay, Beth. Margaritas are on the way." Disengaging from a reluctant Stewart, she went behind the tiny kitchen serving bar and took a brimming pitcher from the fridge. Lining up plastic glasses on the counter, she began to pour. 

"Everybody want one?" she asked. We all did, and then we sat around drinking and socializing, teasing each other and getting better acquainted. It didn't take long before we were all mostly naked and all very excited. 

Stewart, in particular, enjoyed undressing his Wonder Woman. After he'd stripped her naked, she reached up to remove wig, but he put a hand on her arm. "Please, Claire," he said. "Leave that on." 

"You like me as a brunette, huh?"

"Oh, yeah. Seeing you with that long, dark hair really has my motor running."

She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his hard-on. "If the fake hair produced this, it stays." Looking over at my sister, she said, "How about it, Mary Ann. Shall we test drive this stud now that his engine is revved up? We can try out one of the Special Services mattresses and see if they're worth a shit." 

"Wait a second," I said. "What about the gangbang thing we talked about? Kate and I really want to do that. This is a unique opportunity. For the first time, we've got six men, all together," I said, looking around the room at the lovely erections, "and every one of them is ready for action."

"What's this about a gangbang?" Claire asked, stopping in her tracks.

"Kate and I were talking and decided we'd like to try pulling a train, but she feels that there needs to be at least six guys on one girl for it to be a full-fledged gangbang, any fewer and it's just group sex. What she said made sense to me and now that we've got the magic number of guys I'd really like to give it a go."

"Goodness, Beth. What an interesting suggestion," Claire said. "I like it--a nasty wicked way to get our party off to fast start. Okay, let's do the gangbang thing first, after that, we can do whatever feels good. What about it, men? You wanna be the stars in a six-man gangbang?"

"I'm up for that," David said, waving his hard-on at her. "See." He and Kate were sitting close together. Both of them were pretty much naked with her top down around her waist and his pants open. Between kisses, he was sucking her nipples while she jerked his hard-on.

"My god. Yes! Let's get it on, guys," she said, standing up, shedding her few remaining clothes. "Come on and get a piece of this," she said, patting her ass. 

"This was Kate's idea," I said, "so she has to be the center of attention, but I have a plan that includes everyone." I went on to explain how us ladies would each find a comfortable spot and welcome our lovers one after another. That way, all of us gals would get a warm-up screw, maybe even a climax or two, from each guy before he visited our Gangbang Princess and unloaded his nuts in her for her grand finale. If this turned out the way I hoped, we'd all get laid and Kate would get her six-man cream pie. A complicated arrangement, to be sure, but with Claire's help, things worked out really well.

She orchestrated the whole scene, arranging us girls side-by-side on their king-size bed. She was first in line with Kelli next followed by Mary Ann and then me. Kate was last and, as befitted her status as Gangbang Princess, had a throne--her very own blow-up mattress. 

"Listen up, you guys," she said. "If you do this right, you're going to get a shitload of pussy." I'm not sure I would have put it quite that way, but it was effective. "You'll get a few strokes on each of us, but you won't come--you're going to save that for Kate. This is her fantasy scene and we're all going to do our best to make it happen for her. Got it?" The guys laughed as they lined up next to Claire. 

"You go first," Dan said to David. "You and Kate have the hots for each other. By the time you've dipped your wick in all these prime pussies," he said, gesturing at us. "You'll be ready to shoot a big load in her cunt. Kate's a primo piece of ass. You'll enjoy being the first guy to fuck her and get off in her tight snatch."

A gross comment, but so typical of Dan. Kelli and I exchanged knowing glances. Rick gave me a look too, but the others were just plain horny and his nastiness passed right by them. 

David smiled at him, nodded, then moved toward Claire who was sitting up on the edge of the bed. "Come here, Davie. I'll give you some head," she said, "just enough to get you wet, so you can screw me. Remember guys, just dip your wicks in each pussy, save yourselves for Kate and give her a nice climax along with your sperm donation."

She blew David for a minute or two, then lay back, letting him mount her. 

"I just love fucking you, Claire. I never tire of your sweet pussy," he said, kissing her and stroking in and out of her perhaps ten times before pulling out. Moving over to Kelli, he kissed her then entered her and began to move. They'd barely begun screwing when Claire let Dan bury his cock deep in her throat. He emerged from her mouth plenty wet and hard, ready to be her second man. 

Mary Ann, Kate and I still had unemployed pussies so, for the moment, we got to watch. David was avidly sucking Kelli's nipples as he fucked her, and since he was such an enthusiastic tit man, I was concerned that he might not make it all the way to Kate. 

But Kelli took care of that. Giving him a slap on the butt, she said, "Mary Ann's next, stud." He pulled out of her and moved between Mary Ann's thighs. She steered him into herself, arching her hips and sighing in delight as his full length went into her, then held him close as he screwed her. 

After a few strokes, she kissed him and said, "I definitely want to finish this later, honey, but you have one more pussy to do before you get to Kate."

David pulled out of her, and then, he was in my arms. I was definitely ready for a lover and happily welcomed him inside me. Just as I remembered, he was a very gentle and ardent lover. I kissed him while he screwed me enjoying him immensely, and all too soon, the time came to give him up. 

As it turned out, that was no sacrifice. Dan took his place and wedged his super-sized dick deep into my needy pussy. As usual, he fucked me like he was trying to pump a well dry, and as always, it worked for me. I heard myself squealing with delight, as I enjoyed a quick but intense little orgasm. How in hell did this guy manage to ring my chimes so consistently? I had no answer, but fervently hoped he'd continue ringing them for a very long time. He kissed me, giving me a knowing smile as I lay beneath him, his body pinning me to the mattress, while I caught my breath.

When he pulled out of me, I got a chance to look over at Kate and David, who were locked together, working to reach their climax. When Kate began to moan, David cried out, his rhythm slowing as Kate's long legs held him close, helping him finish ejaculating in her. They kissed a few times, murmuring endearments, then David rolled off her hips. 

Dan wasted no time climbing between her thighs and she received him eagerly, saying, "God, yes. Get your delicious big cock in me, lover." I only got to watch him screw her for a moment or two before my next lover, Jack, entered me. 

I was enjoying his loving attention when I heard Claire say, "Next." I glanced over at her and seeing her long brunette hair falling around her shoulders as she blew Stewart understood why the wig excited him so. It succeeded in turning her into an exotic and lovely stranger.

All around me, people were having sex. The air was filled with moans, sighs, and the wet sounds of people fucking, all of which helped me reach a second, very satisfying climax with Jack. 

My next lover was Stewart and he screwed me slowly and affectionately just the way I like it. He took his time, giving us a chance to watch while Jack fucked Kate until she cried out apparently experiencing a very nice orgasm before he got his own nut. She was panting now, holding him close, sweat glistening on her torso. She had been ridden pretty hard by three lovers, climaxing with two that I'd seen, and almost certainly with Dan too. 

Eyes closed, arms at her sides, she lay still while Jack finished coming in her. What was wrong? Was this too much for her? Did she need a break? She still had three men to go and I wondered if she'd make it. I breathed a sigh of relief when she opened her eyes, wrapped her arms around Jack, and smiled at him. They kissed and thanked one another. When he pulled out, Stewart was there to replace him. 

Spencer was next for me and we balled affectionately. Each time we'd been together, I'd particularly enjoyed the way he touched me and this was no exception. His caresses and talented cock got me off just as Stewart dumped his load into Kate who was holding him close and wailing her pleasure. He must have really rung her chimes because she was obviously reluctant to let him pull out of her. She still had an arm around his neck and was giving him a final kiss as Spencer spread her thighs and entered her. 

My dear husband would be my last, the sixth man to sample my very happy pussy. I was delighted to have him in me. We fucked gently and, as experienced as he'd become at pleasing me, he blessed me with another excellent climax. We didn't have a chance to share much afterglow because when Spencer pulled out of Kate Rick deserted me. "This'll be the biggest cream pie I've ever seen," he said, as he headed for Kate. "I don't think any of the other guys even realize that." He smiled. "How about sharing it with me--there'll be plenty for two." 




Beth's Awakening Ch. 08



"I'd love to," I said, standing up and following him as he got between Kate's legs. She placed a hand over her box, holding the semen she'd already collected inside herself, and smiled at him. 

"I heard that," she said. "You may be last, Rick, but you're certainly not least. I love to have you eat my pussy and do I have treat for you. See. I'm keeping every drop inside myself for you to enjoy. Hurry up and get your cock in me. I want you to screw my come-filled pussy. Come on, stud. Fuck me and add your load. That'll be the perfect finish for my gangbang."

"Beth is going to help me eat you out," my husband said, bending down to kiss her. 

"That's excellent. I can't wait," Kate said, opening her mouth to him, putting her hands on his ass, and pulling him toward her. Beneath her, on the mattress, was a wet spot more than a foot in diameter and the insides of her thighs glistened with come. Hers was going to be one helluva messy cream pie. 

"Kate, you are such a beautiful girl," Rick said, kissing her and settling between her slippery thigh. Putting her arms around him, she held him close pressing her breasts against his chest as he entered her. 

This, the final act of Kate's six-man gangbang, started slowly. The lovers were in no hurry to start screwing. He was lying on her while she held his ass, both whispering endearments, sharing kisses, and remaining still, savoring their moment. 

Over and over again, she said, "God, you feel so good in me."

"It'll only get better," he said. "First I'm going to fuck you and then I'll eat you. I just wish I could do both at the same time."

She giggled. "Me too. That's an interesting idea, but let's start with the fuck. Screw me with your magic wand and make me come."

He did and I watched them share a loving piece of ass. Kate held his shoulders when they began then her long-fingered hands moved down his body as her excitement built to finally hold his buttocks and cry out as her orgasm overtook her. Her climax pushed him over the edge and she held him tight as he added his contribution to her very full pussy. 

"Oh, yes, lover" she said. "You are the perfect finish for my gangbang." 

Everyone was standing around watching the lovers, when Claire said, "Our work is done here, so I'm looking for a couple of volunteers. I'm ready to get seriously laid. Anyone interested?" Stewart and Dan grinned at one another then nodded and followed her toward the mattress-filled floor.

My attention returned to Kate and Rick who were still lying together enjoying their afterglow and whispering to one another. My husband is good at that--I know. He was cradled on her hips and apparently in no hurry to dismount, so when I heard him thank her for such a delightful ride, I leaned down and joined in their kiss. While the three of us swapped tongues, I put my hand between them to where they were still joined. 

"Oh, my god," I said. "You guys are a gooey mess."

"You bet I am and I'm ready to have the two of you dine at my 'Y.' That'll be the icing on the cake of my very first gangbang."

"Stop already, honey. All this talk of eating and cake is making me hungry. Come on, stud. Get off this girl so we can do her," I said. Rick pulled out of her, his prick and balls shiny with come, pubic hair soaked with semen. 

I started to go down on him, but Kate stopped me. "Let me take care of him, Beth. You two enjoy my pie." She turned around, got on top of Rick in a sixty-nine and presented her dripping pussy for our enjoyment.

I dived right in. Her entire crotch was awash with the discharges of the six men--from the top of her crack down to her slippery Brazilian, and little old me, Beth, the semen freak, was eager to taste the mix. I could claim that I was able to make out the individual flavors of Kate's lovers. After all, I had tasted them all at one time or another, but I'd be lying. My overwhelming impression was--what an immense amount of come she had in her. 

Within moments, my entire face was wet, and every time I put my tongue in her another dose of gooey sperm flowed out of her for Rick and me to share. I collected a particularly juicy mouthful and decided to share it with Kate who was still giving Rick head. When she saw what I was up to, she removed Rick's cock from her mouth, and said, "Oh, yeah. Come here and give me a taste." 

I positioned myself above her smiling face. She lifted her head, opened wide, and I spat the semen into her mouth, then followed it with a kiss.

"That's delicious," she said, after swallowing. 

"Push a little, Kate," Rick said, as I returned to help him. "I'll bet there's lots more in you." She did and he was right. We sucked and licked her and when her come supply finally ran dry we three cuddled up together for a bit. The intimacy of making out with both of them at the same time was a special treat for me.

After a bit, I sat up and looked around and, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. The little room was literally wall-to-wall with people fucking. Every one of the men had already had one orgasm, Kate's messy pussy was proof of that, but that was no impediment to the plentiful amount of delightful fornication taking place on the blow-up mattresses. Rick, Kate, and I sat on the edge of the bed and watched. 

Kelli was blowing both Spencer and David and they were taking turns, alternating between screwing her tits and her mouth. Mary Ann, the greedy little thing, was the centerpiece in a group, being DPed by Stewart and Dan--proof that she hadn't learned a lesson from the last time they'd done her. Claire, still looking erotic as hell in that long, brunette wig, was straddling the screwing trio. She was sucking Jack's cock as Dan ate her pussy while he simultaneously fucked Mary Ann in the ass.

We watched the show until everyone finished coming and pretty much collapsed. Only then did I realized how hungry I was and checked my watch.

"My god, you guys. It's after five. We've been going at it for more than two hours," I said. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm a sperm-sticky mess. I need to get cleaned up and have a bite to eat--I'm starving."

"Me too," Kate said, "and I plan to do something about that in a second. But first," she said, getting to her feet and clapping her hands, "I want to thank you one and all for making my gangbang a deliciously sloppy success. I loved every moment of it."

The rest of the crew was sprawled across the mattresses--not a single stiffy in sight. Everyone smiled and gave her thumbs up. 

"Time out," I said, giving the proper hand signal. "Didn't you say something about pizza, Claire?"

"I did," she said. "I'll order us some. Any special requests? They're really fast. They'll be here by the time we get cleaned up."

Claire was right. We were barely rinsed off, minimally clothed, and sitting down around both the tiny dinette table and the bed, fresh drinks in hand when there was a knock on the door. Spencer, who had pulled on a tee and jeans, said, "Here's the pizza guy. Do you sexy ladies want me to invite him in?"

"Shit, Spencer. Knock off the crap," Claire said. "That stuff only happens in porn flicks. We're hungry. Go get the fucking pizzas."

He laughed, "Ha. Got you that time." He stepped out, returning a couple of minutes later, balancing a half-dozen pizza boxes. Claire handed out paper plates and napkins, then we helped ourselves. The consensus--this pizza couldn't hold a candle to Kelli's--but it was definitely edible. 

Sitting in a room full of semi-naked people who have spent the afternoon having sex with each other is an indescribable experience. Such an aura of affection and happiness radiated from the group, all of us smiling, chatting, sharing bites of the different pizzas with each other, indulging in the occasional grope or kiss. 

I was sitting on the edge of the bed between Jack and Dan, the two men who had first introduced me to lust. I reminded them of that memorable occasion and they laughed.

"That was quite a night, wasn't it, Beth?" Jack said, looking around the room at the others. "In my wildest dreams, I couldn't have imagined it would lead to this, eleven of us sitting around, eating pizza and laughing after enjoying a shit-hot orgy."

"I have fond memories of that night too," Dan said, in a rare moment of nostalgia. "Jack and I had shared a couple of girls in college, but those were quickies, trading off in the back seat of a car, nothing like what we did with you that night. Shit, Beth. I have a confession. You had your firsts, group sex and anal, but so did Jack and me. You are first woman we ever DPed together," he said, affectionately patting my ass, "and that was a special event."

"He's right," Jack said, kissing my neck. "That first time was special and you were the one who made it that way."

"And that's no shit, little lady" Dan said, kissing the other side of my neck, sending shivers of desire down my body. I was feeling very tender toward him, thinking perhaps I might score an encore, but he very effectively erased those feelings. "You are one hot, fucking cunt. If your old man ever kicks you out, you're welcome to bunk with Danny anytime." Turning to Claire, who was at the counter, he said, "Is there any more of that pepperoni left?"

My god. What a romantic--not! But, so what. I didn't have to live with him and he'd always done a marvelous job of scratching my itch when we got it on. I gave each of their cocks a squeeze. 

"Thanks, guys. I owe you both big time. If we hadn't gotten together that special night, we'd not be sitting here together and that would be very sad." 

I got up to get another piece of pizza and refresh my drink. Hands touched me affectionately as I stepped over feet and ankles on my way to the counter. After I got my refreshments, I turned around looking for a place to sit and Claire, who was next to Rick, patted the mattress next to her, so I parked my butt between them.

"Bite?" I queried, offering my slice to each of them. 

"No thanks," Claire said, and Rick just shook his head, so I ate it. When I finished and was draining the last drops of my Margarita, Claire said, "The party has kind of slowed down, but I don't want to quit yet. How about you two?"

"The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak," Rick said, giving his flaccid cock a squeeze.

Claire recoiled in mock horror when faced with the specter of a deflated hard-on. "I have an idea us ladies could pursue to cure this terrible limp-dick problem," she said. "How about if we give you guys a show. I know Rick likes to see girls getting it on--hell, he likes to watch any kind of sex. How about the rest of you perverts, would you like to see me eat Beth for dessert?"

"Hell, yes," Jack said. "I'm definitely up for that. Let's have some girl-on-girl action."

The men clapped, egging us on. "Let's all five of us gals get it on," Kelli said. "We can do it on the big bed where we can move around and enjoy each other. I'll bet that'll get those peckers standing tall." 

The thought that my sister would be one of the participants flitted through my mind. Suppose she and I got paired up, could I do that? I caught her eye and she smiled then blew me a kiss. I smiled back at her. I'd just go with the flow.

"Okay, guys. Get the hell off the bed so we can entertain you," Claire said, pulling off her wig and running her fingers through her hair. "This damn thing has served its purpose. It sure as hell inspired Stewart to give me a terrific piece of ass, but it'll just get in the way when I'm eating pussy."

Everyone was laughing as the five of us stripped, flopped on the bed, and paired off. I wound up face to face with Kelli who kissed me and said, "This is going to be fun. I enjoy being with you and having the guys watch us is just going to make it better."

We kissed, caressing and fingering one another until we were both moaning, then we turned around, and with Kelli on top, ate each other to screaming climaxes. We weren't the only ones. As I caught my breath, I saw Claire and Kate, locked in a hot sixty-nine, pleasuring each other while Mary Ann kissed and stroked both women. When they finished, Mary Ann looked over at me, her eyes smoky wih lust.

What could I do? I held out my arms and she came to me. Face to face, we kissed and I tasted Claire on her hot tongue as she darted it into my mouth, teasing mine. I had kissed her a thousand times, but never like this--a kiss shared by lovers. She whispered, "I want to make you come, dear sister." I was helpless, unable to resist my desire.

We kissed again--almost frantically--arms around each other, our breasts touching, her silky thigh sliding between mine, pressing tightly against my sex, the damp fur of her pussy tucked close to my hip. Her hand found my butt and I was suddenly aware of her hard nipples against mine. The fact that I had just shared a delicious climax with Kelli was meaningless, this was Mary Ann and she was turning me on. I was making love with my own sister. 

We continued kissing and petting, me reluctant to take the next step, but not Mary Ann. Abruptly, she slid down the bed and covered my pussy with her mouth. I found myself pushing my hips upwards, holding her face against my crotch, enjoying the magic of her clever tongue.

Having her do that for me was so wonderful that I simply had to please her too, so we changed positions into a sixty-nine with Mary Ann on top. I held her firm bottom and kissed my sister's sex. She continued licking and sucking me until my entire groin was a pleasure center. 

I was aware of an interruption, the first thing to penetrate my fixation on Mary Ann since our initial kiss--it was Claire. Her face close to mine, she said, "Jack gave me this." She held up a large, purple, sex toy. "It's her favorite butt plug. He says she really loves to have it in her ass when they have oral sex. How about it, Mary Ann? Do you want me to put your butt plug in you?"

"God, yes," she said. "Put it in me now!"

Claire kissed the toy to get it wet, dribbled saliva into Mary Ann's crack, and then pushed it against her anus. She moaned when the tip popped into her and moaned again as it went into her, spreading her wide. Then her sphincter closed around it and held it in place. She pressed her pussy against my mouth and the last of my inhibitions fell away. All I wanted was to make this desirable female climax and I went to work with enthusiasm. 

In the back of my mind, a little picture formed of how we must look--sisters locked in a lesbian embrace--two taboos in one act--and we were violating both of them in front of an audience. How wicked could we get? I had added incest to my lust equation and the sum raised my enjoyment to a new level.

I thought back to the first few time I saw Stewart's black body covering Mary Ann. That sex act had an extra element of excitement--forbidden lust, if you will--a white woman being used by a black man. And far better than merely watching him with her was having him fuck me. I'll never forget the rush of sensations I felt the first time I watched his magnificent, black pole slide deep into me spreading my pussy lips wide and taking possession of my welcoming sex. 

From that first thrill of forbidden penetration to the waves of physical ecstasy that coursed through my body as it responded to the thrusting maleness of his big, black prick, replaying my initiation to sex with a black man never fails to excite me.

Those delightful sensations of the forbidden washed over me once again and my climax began to build, higher and higher, until it fell on me like an avalanche. When I pushed my hips toward her, Mary Ann responded by licking and sucking me avidly, and best of all, joining me in her own climax. 

We descended slowly from our sexual heat until Mary Ann rolled off me and then stretching like a big cat she got to her knees. Turning to face me, she cupped my breasts and kissed me. "Now this is what I call being family."

I laughed. "I'll never be able to kiss you again without having what we've just done flash through my mind."

I sat up to the sound of applause. "God, that was so hot," Rick said. "Too bad you two don't have a brother to sex you up."

"If you're all so hot for incest," I said. "Remember, we refer to ourselves as an extended family, so that makes you all a bunch of incestuous fuckers--degenerate perverts--and I love every one of you."

Our lesbian scene had apparently motivated our men sufficiently and a nice variety of intercourse began happening all around the room, but Mary Ann and I sat out this round.

We decided we needed another drink and after looking through Claire's fridge found the fixings. We put together another pitcher of Margaritas poured our drinks and sat down at the tiny table. 

My sister and I hadn't had much chance to get caught up with each other what with the virtually non-stop orgy we had been involved in so we took full advantage of our intermission. We held hands and talked, chatting about about her work and her relationship with Jack, she speculating whether they might get married and start a family. She asked after our kids and we made plans for her to come for a visit. Just girl talk, but nice. I don't believe I'd ever felt so close to my sister. At one point she said, "I can't believe we did...that."

"Well, we did and I'm not sorry. Are you?"

"Not hardly," she said, smiling at me. "I'll bet we do it again."

I reached over and squeezed her breast. "Of course we'll do it again. I love you, sis."

We watched Claire disentangle herself from the scrum of sweaty bodies and head to the bathroom. When she returned, she saw the Margarita pitcher and said, "I could use one of those." 

I poured for her then before sitting down she kissed each of us softly, and said, "You two were just beautiful together."

"Thank you," Mary Ann said, returning her kiss. 

She took a couple of sips and said, "I have a problem that I hope you can help me with, Beth."

"I'll try." 

"I just found this morning that the damned submarine is going to start sea trials tomorrow. That means both my guys will either be underwater or in training pretty much twenty-four-seven for the foreseeable future--perhaps months. I didn't foresee this happening and it's got me pretty upset. I don't thrive on being alone and I'm afraid that being alone and stuck in this dump is going to be more than I can handle. You've seen how sex-crazy I was after they were gone for just a couple of days." She smiled. "God knows I've tried, but you can't store up climaxes for those lonely nights. Wouldn't it be cool if you could--like squirrels store up nuts for the winter?" 

Personally, I hadn't noticed that she was any more lecherous than usual.

"What a pity that it doesn't work that way," Mary Ann said. "What a concept. Just imagine, along with sperm banks, there'd be climax banks. Whoever figures out how to do that will become very rich."

We laughed, but then Claire got a pained expression. "Well, that isn't going to happen and I don't know what I'm going to do," she said, as I refilled our glasses and mulled over what she had said. What I was hearing was that Claire was afraid of being alone. Fortunately, there was an obvious answer for her problem. 

"Let me talk to Rick. If it's okay with him, you could stay with us until you get your guys back." I smiled at her and continued. "Wanna make a bet on what he'll say?"

"Oh, Beth. That would be so spectacular. I'd be the best house guest you've ever had."

"I think 'had' is a very appropriate term."

"Yeah, that too." She turned to Mary Ann. "I just thought of something. I didn't take that butt plug out of you."

"No, it's still in me. I like having that big, old thing deep inside. Like Jack told you, this one is my favorite. He puts it in me before we have vaginal intercourse, and after I climax, he pulls it out of me and we do anal until we both come. That's a special treat for me."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 08



"God, sister. You are getting to be a kinky bitch."

"You've taught me well, sis. It wasn't long ago I didn't even have quirks. Now I have quite a good collection."

"I like butt plugs too," Claire said. "Stretching your back door with one of them sure makes it a lot easier to take on a cock the size of Stewart or Dan. There's something very sexy about wearing one of those things. The pressure keeps me thinking about sex and imagining that I have a cock up there. The best part of all is, after wearing a butt plug for awhile, I get a big-bang climax from anal sex."

"I've never tried that, but it sounds interesting," I said. "I guess I have a bit of shopping to do."

"I even have a little one that I wear when Jack and I go out," Mary Ann said. "The one in me now is too big if I have to walk any distance."

"I've got little ones too, Beth." Claire said. "Would you like to try one?"

"Sure," I said.

Claire went into the bathroom and came back with a smaller version of the one she had put in Mary Ann. She smiled at me. "Don't worry. I washed it. Stand up and bend over. I'll slip it in you."

I did and she did. Having the plug in my rectum was rather unsettling at first--almost as if I had to sit on the toilet--but that sensation passed and I began to appreciate the erotic potential of the device. Its slight stimulus lit up my entire groin, made my vagina begin to lubricate and, within minutes, I wanted to get laid again.

Apparently, Mary Ann and Claire were ready to get back in the game too so we three went back to the other room. Spencer, Rick, and Jack were watching Dan screw Kelli. Kate and Stewart were engaged in a lusty sixty-nine while David was screwing her ass. We made a run on the watchers and, before long, we were all rolling around together, fucking and sucking like sex fiends. 

Jack removed Mary Ann's butt plug and demonstrated how effective it was when she enjoyed a hot anal climax. After coming in her, he eagerly ate her back-door cream pie. Kate shared Stewart with Claire and I discovered, while David was screwing me, that having the butt plug in me was almost as good as being DPed.

We all bedded down together on the blow-up mattresses and I went to sleep. Dawn was breaking when I awoke. I was just about smack-dab in the middle of a pile of naked people and I had a problem--I had to pee. 

I tried to be careful, but after crawling over several people and having them cop a feel of me as I climbed over them, I seemed to have awakened the bunch of us, and what was worse, we all needed to use the single bathroom. 

Claire laughed as she said, "Guess what, you guys. For some reason best known only to the planners of this shit-ass apartment, the bathroom is really good-sized. The shower stall is big enough to hold at least three, maybe four. David, Spencer, and I have tested that theory. So some of us can just pee in the shower."

"Well, I really have to go," I said. "I'd be happy to share with whoever wants to join me." And that's how we got launched on our pissathon.

First, Jack said, "That would be me, Beth. You know how much I love to have you ladies pee on me."

Kate whispered to Rick. He grinned and nodded. "We're going to try something new," she announced.

"After watching you piss in his mouth while he ate your cream pie, I didn't think there was anything new left," Dan said. Kate just smiled at him

We couldn't all fit in the shower at once, of course, but five of us did manage to crowd in together. Kelli and I straddled Jack who lay on the floor. Rick backed Kate up against the wall, lifted one of her legs, and then holding it up to get access to her sex, he gripped her ass with his free hand. She took his somewhat limber dick in her hand, gave it a few strokes to stiffen it up, then inserted the head of it into her vagina. Putting her arms around his neck, she pulled him close and he finished penetrating her. Then they kissed and Rick began to slowly screw her. Where was this new kink they'd promised? Fucking in the shower certainly didn't qualify.

I nodded at Kelli and we started to piss. Jack jerked his hard-on, moaning with delight as our streams merged, wetting him down thoroughly. 

We'd barely finished when the "something new" took place. Rick and Kate were still kissing when he let go and pissed deep within Kate's vagina, douching her with his pee. Urine, flowing freely out of her from around his cock, ran down their legs and dripped off onto Jack who didn't seem to mind. Kate tightened her grip on Rick's neck. Her moans and the way her hips were moving while his piss continued running out of her were a dead giveaway. Kate was climaxing from having my husband piss in her. Oh, my. This was new and different. I wondered which of them had dreamed up this kink.

They weren't done yet. Rick was still actively fucking her when Kate let loose. She emptied her bladder and another gush of pee ran down between the lovers, splashing on Jack. Kate's hot piss triggered Rick's climax and his ass flexed as he ejaculated in her. We all applauded as they came down from their very creative sex act.

There were still full bladders and horny people to deal with so we wasted no time starting round two which consisted of men jerking off on women plenty of oral and massive amounts of urine. For my part, I achieved a very fine climax while riding Spencer's cock on the shower floor with various lovers jerking off on me and peeing on both of us.

Claire and Stewart decided to try the "pissing in the vagina" thing and she was so limber she leaned back against the wall and actually put her leg over Stewart's shoulder. 

Her crotch spread so wide that her naked vagina gaped wide, showing her pink. Claire looked down between them as Stewart's hands clasped her ass. Her hand followed her glance as she grasped his cock and stuffed it between her pussy lips. 

He was so hard that he had trouble starting his stream, but Claire didn't. She threw her head back and let fly, her pee splashing out of her, drenching them both. When Stewart succeeded in letting go, his stream joined hers and ran down their legs. They finished off with a vigorous fuck and after Stewart came in her Jack ate her cream pie.

When everyone was satisfied, for obvious reasons, we needed to bathe. Claire warned that there wasn't much hot water so we showered together quickly.

We dressed and after us ladies got our hair dry, we piled in the cars and went out to Denny's where we had the Grand Slam breakfast all around. Somehow, that seemed fitting.

I'd already told Rick about Claire's situation and my offer, so at the breakfast table, after she broached the subject of not wanting to spend time alone in that wretched little apartment, he wasn't surprised. 

Spencer and David exchanged glances and didn't look pleased. "We'll spend as much time as we can with you," Spencer said.

"I know," she said. "But you told me you had no idea how long this would take, didn't you?"

"The Navy won't accept this boat until it passes all its tests and that could take awhile," David said. 

"I told Claire, she'd be welcome to ride back to Cleveland and stay with us until you guys finish your submarine work and your lives return to normal."

"I told her how crazy I get when you two are gone and she took pity on me," Claire said, smiling nervously at her guys. She turned to me. "Thank you, Beth. That was so generous of you." Looking back at Spencer and David, she said, "I'd really like to take her up on her offer."

"God, Claire," Spencer said. "I know we're going to be tied up with this boat, but I treasure spending the little bit of time we get off with you.

"I treasure it too, honey. But I'll go nuts if I have to stay in that miserable hovel alone. I hate the fucking place. Christ, it's so small that we had to cover the floor with blow-up mattresses just to entertain our friends. That joint is very drear and I don't think I can cope with being stuck there all by myself. How about you, David? Could you get along without me until you guys are done with sea trials?"

"I suppose so, but I'd miss you very much," he said. "I see your point though. I know you're unhappy with our schedule and I agree with you--the living arrangements here suck. The bottom line for me is that I hate to see you depressed." He looked at Spencer. "I think we ought to let her go. We'll be so busy that we'll do just fine."

Mary Ann was sitting between them and I saw her hands disappear under the table. Spencer and David both looked at her in surprise. 

She smiled and said, "I know. It's shocking to have a girl make a run on your bodies when you're having to make such a hard decision, but if it'll help, here's my proposal."

That got their attention. "Providence is only an hour away. It would please me no end to have you spend whatever time off you get with me and Jack. And," she said, her arms moving a bit until both men were smiling at her. "I'd be ever so pleased to help relieve your stress, if you get my drift."

"Well, that works for me," Spencer said. "How about you, Davey?"

"Me too," he said, putting an arm around Mary Ann. "Our lovely problem solver has come up with a very nice solution. Have a nice time at Rick and Beth's, Claire."

"Thank you, thank you, guys," she said, then looked at me. "Are you sure about this, Beth? I don't want to impose or be a nuisance."

"Don't be silly, Claire. Just having you around is an adventure. Besides, look at those two." I gestured at Rick and Stewart who were grinning like idiots. "They'll be heartbroken if you don't come with us."

"I'll go, but you guys," she said, looking at Spencer and David, "better get that fucking boat whipped into shape damned soon because I'm going to miss the hell out of you two."

"Rest assured. We'll do our best," Spencer said.

We returned to the apartment and packed up, When Claire added a couple of suitcases to our load, we had to strap them on top of the car. Stewart was lifting the biggest one onto the Subaru's luggage rack when he asked why it was so heavy.

"Sex toys," she said. He did a double take and she laughed. "Gotcha. Actually that has running stuff and cosmetics in it. Do you run, Stewart?"

"I have in the past. With you around to motivate me, I might even start again," he said, grinning at her. "I'd follow you pretty much anywhere if you were wearing that brunette wig. You did pack your Wonder Woman costume, didn't you?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out. But seriously, I'd enjoy running with you," she said. Seeing them standing together was a treat. The day was promising to be hot and they were wearing shorts and light tops. They were two very attractive people, the color contrast between them only serving to highlight their desirability.

"Let's go back inside where we'll be away from prying eyes and say our goodbyes," Claire said. 

The farewells got kind of mushy and I plead guilty to being one of the emotional ones. I was sorry to leave Mary Ann, but happy that she and Jack were so compatible. I'd sure as hell miss Kelli and our new friend Kate. And the guys--Dan actually looked sad as we kissed and he mauled my tits and ass. What a lecher. I loved every second. 

Kissing Jack goodbye was sweet and I told him how much I hoped we'd see him soon. We all made promises to get together before long and, after a final round of kissing and hugging and fondling, we left. 

As the four of us drove off, Claire said, "I'll bet that crew will be fucking each other again before we make it to the freeway."

"You want me to turn around?" Rick asked.

"Don't be silly. I have Stewart to amuse me."

"Thank god I put that sun-shade film on the rear windows," Rick said. "I sure don't need another blowjob incident on the freeway."

Rick, bless his heart, did the driving. Like the rest of us, he must have been exhausted by our overnight sexathon, but he came through.

I was nodding off when a thought went through my mind, making me come wide awake. I looked into the back seat. Claire and Stewart resembled a modernistic sculpture as they slept, their white and black limbs gracefully intertwined. I turned to Rick and asked, "What did you think of that lesbian show we put on for you guys?"

He smiled and said, "It was great. I can't think of anything I'd like better than watching a bunch of beautiful, naked women rolling around and having sex. That's eye candy for a voyeur like me."

"Was it better than seeing us ball the other guys?"

"It's all the same to me. Sex is sex. You've been very clear--anything goes in one of these scenes and I agree--I enjoy it all."

"I know that's what I've said, but there are limits to what I'd find acceptable--no sex with animals and children for example."

"I hear you, but our friends aren't likely to force us to make that sort of a decision. Are they?"

"I seriously doubt those things will become an issue. However, everyone of us, men and women alike, seemed to be okay with us ladies getting it on with each other. We had a consensus for lesbian loving, but how about if we had asked you men to sex each other up?"

"I've never considered such a thing, but when you put it that way, there's no way I could do that. I don't think the other guys would be too thrilled by that either. So I guess, as far as I'm concerned, that fits in the same category as animals and children."

"Yet you enjoy eating cream pies. How does that figure?"

He smiled at me. "That's different. When semen is in or on a lady, it immediately becomes a part of her. No way is that a guy-guy thing."

"Whatever," I said, smiling at him. "That's rather twisted logic, but I won't argue because I really like it when you and the other guys eat my cream pies. How about incest in general? Where does that fit in?"

"Oh, I see where this is heading. Are you feeling a little uneasy about having sex with Mary Ann?"

"Maybe a little. I'm afraid of anything that might change our relationship. She's my sister and I love her."

"I can appreciate your concern, but I don't think you have anything to worry about. She certainly didn't seem to be upset."

"That's true. She even allowed as to how we'd likely do that again and I agreed."

"So, it's simple. Now you have a sister who is also your lover. I think that's pretty special."

"I think you're pretty special."

"Are they still napped out back there?"

I glanced in the back. Stewart and Claire were still cuddled up together and fast asleep. "They're out," I reported.

Rick put his hand on my knee and said, "As far as I'm concerned, incest is no big thing. My sister and I messed around when we were teenagers and we turned out just fine."

"No shit. You and Janet--I'd have never guessed that in a million years. Tell me about it."

He gave my leg a squeeze. "I haven't even thought about this stuff in years, but this is how I remember it. We began when I was fourteen. She was sixteen and had just grown a pair of very nice tits. I was a raging hormone and spent my waking hours looking for an opportunity to jerk off. I had gotten a really graphic skin magazine from a friend and was in the bathroom looking at the pictures and beating my meat. Just as I shot my wad Janet opened the door and caught me red-handed so to speak."

I laughed. "That must have been embarassing. So, what happened next?"

"To my surprise, she quickly shut the door behind her as I tried to wipe up my come, pull up my shorts, and hide the magazine all at once. Naturally it didn't work. I was even more amazed when she said, 'Let me see that.' I handed her the stroke book and finished getting dressed. She opened it, spread it on the vanity and spent several minutes leafing through it, then she looked up and said, 'This doesn't leave much to the imagination, does it?' I agreed. She continued, 'I have to pee and I have a proposition for you. I'll show you mine if you show me yours.'"

I laughed and kissed his cheek. "This doesn't sound very serious to me. What did you do?"

"I pushed my shorts down and let my hard-on spring forth. Janet examined it closely and said, 'It's not as big as the guys in those pictures.'

"I agreed, but explained it was getting bigger all the time. Janet slipped her shorts and panties down, sat on the toilet, and peed. I was totally mesmerized by her nudity, studying her downy pubic hair and pussy lips. I found myself fisting my cock again and watching her every movement while she wiped herself. 

"'Come here,' she ordered and I obeyed. She put her hand on my cock and began to jerk me off. It took me all of about twenty seconds to come again and I shot a teaspoon or two of come onto her naked thigh. She ran her fingers through it and looked up at me. 'Did you enjoy that?' she asked, and I allowed as how I did. 

"'It's my turn,' she said, and put her fingers on her clit. Her fingers were a blur as she tossed herself off. With her free hand she raised her top, pushed her bra out of the way, and said, 'Suck my tits like the guy in the pictures.' I did as ordered and she let out little shrieks as she came."

"Oh, my. This story of yours is beginning to make me hot. How far did you and your sister go?"

"My friend Jerry never got his book back. I told him my mother found it and threw it away, but I lied. During the next six months or so, Janet and I studied it carefully and when we found an opportunity, we tried out what we saw pictured. I was careful not to come in her, but we did everything else. I even put my cock in her and popped her cherry. Then she started dating and we didn't need the book any more. When she'd come home after a heavy petting session with a boy we'd get each other off as she described what they'd done."

"I'm no psychiatrist, but I think I've figured out why you love being a voyeur."

He laughed. "I expect you're right. When Janet went away to college our sexual relationship ended. She got married in her Sophomore year and at her wedding she took me aside. After kissing me in a very unbrotherly fashion, she said that she had no regrets and hoped I'd find a girl to love and cherish. As you know, I've only seen her a time or two since then and we didn't have sex. Her wish for me came true, darling Beth. It was the luckiest day of my life when I found you."

"What a sweet thing to say. I love you too, dearest," I said, kissing his cheek. "Now that we've been introduced to the joys of screwing other people, do you ever have an urge to get together with Janet again?"

"The thought's gone through my mind a time or two, but Anaheim is a long way from Cleveland and I don't know Janet's husband, Sam, well enough to know whether he'd be willing to be a player and I'd never do anything to jeopardize their marriage."

"I'd like to see you and her get together again. I'll keep this in mind and think about what I can do to make that happen."

"Don't do anything reckless," he said.

I laughed. "Who me? Reckless?"

"Who's reckless," Claire asked from the back seat.

"Certainly not me," Rick answered. "I'm a very careful driver."

"Well see if you can find us a service station. I have to take a leak."

"Me too." Stewart chimed in.

"Okay," Rick said. "We need gas anyway."

It was late afternoon, nearly evening, when we stopped somewhere in Pennsylvania. It was comfortable enough in the car what with the AC, but hotter than hell outside. While Rick gassed us up, Claire and I hit the "head." When we got the key from the attendant he nearly tripped over his tongue checking us out. Just for the hell of it, Claire and I exchanged glances then gave him a cheap thrill with a bit of extra hip action as we walked away.

The bathroom was a one-holer and none too clean. Claire was touching up her makeup and I was still on the commode when she turned to me and said, "I wouldn't mind stopping here for the night. I need a run, a bath, a nice meal, a good lay, and a night's sleep."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 09



Chapter Nine; Life's Little Surprises

The weeks after we returned home from Providence were busy ones. Rick's job demanded most of his time and I was busy with home support.

Claire stayed with us for the first ten days or so and that was fun but hectic. As her husbands are the first to tell you, she's a high maintenance lady. She requires a lot of attention sexual and otherwise to keep her satisfied. 

Rick was more than happy to provide the former and for the most part the two of them were discreet, but lapses did happen. Fortunately, the kids were clueless, but I happened on the lovers more than once. Like balls on a pool table, contact between them produced a reaction--in their case--fucking. This occurred wherever they encountered one another, in the kitchen, the garage, the basement rec room, fortunately not the front yard, at least not yet. 

For instance, one morning before Rick left for work I walked into the laundry room with an armload of clothes only to find Claire bent over the dryer with Rick putting the wood to her from behind.

"What the hell are you two doing in here?" I demanded. "We have bedrooms for that stuff. I could have been one of the kids. Doesn't that bother you, Rick?"

"We were just getting a quicky, honey," he said, his ass clenching as he held her slim hips and emptied his nuts in her. 

Claire had already come and she looked around at me with a satisfied expression on her face. "God, that was so nice. Your sweet husband is the best, Beth. He and I are definitely excellent 'fuck buddies'."

"It was an accidental encounter, Beth," Rick explained. "I was bringing some shirts down here and Claire was bent over the dryer. Before we knew it, we were hooked up."

I looked around the laundry room. Stacks of clean laundry were on every horizontal surface. Claire had been busy in more ways than one. "What the hell...?" I stammered, but she interrupted.

"I wanted to do my laundry, but I didn't have enough whites to make a full load."

"And..." I said.

"So, I went through the kid's closets and found more soiled clothes--too much for a single load. Then I stripped their beds and...." She giggled pulling up her jeans. "You won't have to do laundry for a bit."

I smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "Thanks, Claire. I'm no domestic goddess, so I guess I was kind of behind on the laundry chore." I glared at Rick who had the gall to pick up a clean hand towel and use it to wipe off his dick. He grinned at me threw it in the hamper and zipped up his pants.

Before he left he kissed me. Fondling my tits, he said, "Don't be grouchy, sweetheart. Claire was only trying to help and the way I see it she helped us both. We'll try to be more careful when we're getting a quick piece. I promise there'll be some special loving for you this evening."

"Our daughter's appearing in a school play tonight," I reminded him. "We won't be home until late."

"Better late than never," he said with a shit-eating grin and left the room.

Another time I went out to the garage to put some recycling in the bins and there they were, Rick with his pants around his ankles, Claire with her ass parked on the hood of the Subaru, and they were going at it, so wrapped up in their screw that they weren't even aware I was there until I dropped a wine bottle into the bin with a loud clank. They both looked at me, but Rick didn't miss a stroke.

"This is fun," Claire said. "Come on and join us." 

"I'm busy," I said, going back in the house.

We did get together like old times on the weekends. Mostly at Stewart's apartment and we rented a motel room a couple of times. Deirdre, who had completed her dental program, came to Cleveland and went to work for Stewart. She he was a welcome addition to our group. I enjoyed myself on these occasions fucking and sucking with the rest of them, but when we were at home I couldn't totally relax. 

The proverbial final straw came when I returned from taking the kids to soccer practice and found Claire rearranging my kitchen. At first, I couldn't believe my eyes thinking maybe I had entered the wrong house by mistake, but the mistake wasn't mine. She was standing between the sink and the stove surrounded by stacks of dishes. Glasses, plates, pots, and pans occupied every horizontal surface. Boxes and cans were piled in the sink and on the stove. 

I was speechless standing with my mouth open while she smiled at me. And then she launched into an explanation about how much more "efficient" my kitchen would be after she "fixed" it. Again, I knew she was only trying to help, but this stuff was getting to me and making me even crazier than I usually am. I'd come to the realization that Claire was a big step above just being a "Type A" person, but I couldn't help loving her for her generous nature not to mention her rampant sexuality. I didn't shout at her or anything, but whatever signals I was sending were effective--she got my message. Without a word, she and I reassembled my kitchen--the way I like it. 

The next day, Claire packed up and moved in with Stewart. When Rick weaseled the kitchen story out of me, he wasn't happy. I wasn't either, but my sanity was more important. At least now I could open doors in my house and not find people fucking behind them at all hours. This definitely helped relieve my worries about making an untimely contribution to our children's sex education.

Stewart and Dee Dee were living together when Claire moved in with them. After that, she also went to work in his office so now Stewart was boinking two of his employees. So much for his principal of not mixing business and pleasure. I mentioned that to Claire and she hastened to reassure me that they were strictly professional at the office--no blowjobs in the bathroom.

One evening, Stewart and his two roommates had joined Rick and me for dinner--lasagna from Costco. The kids were sleeping over with friends, so, after eating, we were sitting around the living room, drinking wine and making out. One thing led to another and we wound up, the five of us, playing adult games on our big bed. I enjoyed the best sex I'd had since Providence. Stewart and my husband DPed me while Claire and Dee Dee entertained one another in a spirited sixty-nine.

After we all came, I was done for the night. I didn't know what the rest of them had in mind, but I wanted my bed back. I was tired and wanted a good night's sleep, but I didn't have the heart to evict my lovers.

Stewart was between Claire and Dee Dee reclining on the pillows, taking a break while talking to Rick.

"These two lovely ladies have transformed my practice," he said, putting an arm around each of them. "The patients just love Dee Dee. Everyone remarks on how kind and considerate she is. And Claire...what can I say? She has totally reorganized my recall system and it's working beautifully. She's also solved insurance problems that have been on my books for far too long. She truly is my 'Wonder Woman'," he said, pulling her close and kissing her. 

Thank goodness, Claire had found plenty to keep her occupied and the best part was that it wasn't happening in my house.

When Rick made me an offer I couldn't refuse, we shared another tender piece of ass while Stewart and his ladies enjoyed a loving threesome. That really did finish me and I fell asleep. When I got up in the night to use the bathroom Stewart and his roommates were gone. I loved their company, but after an evening with Claire being alone with my husband was all that I wanted. Breathing a sigh of relief, I went back to sleep.

On another Saturday night, Rick and I were over at Stewart's apartment. Dee Dee had gone to see her sister, so it was just the four of us. We'd had a nice round of screwing with climaxes all around and were relaxing on Stewart's brand-new king-sized bed a necessity now that he had two ladies living with him. Claire was curled up next to Stewart conveniently close to his cock and she was teasing him by kissing and sucking it. She had succeeded in making it rise to its full magnificence. Taking it in her hand and giving it a couple of strokes, she said, "God, Beth. Just look at the size of this splendid thing. We are so lucky to have this guy for our lover."

"That's for sure," I said. "I read somewhere--Cosmo, I think--that only two percent of men have a penis more than eight inches long and we have two of these beauties to enjoy. I don't care whether I'm screwing Dan or Stewart. Their big hard cocks are a special treat and I love 'em both."

"Rick, remember Breezewood," Claire said, stroking Stewart's shaft.

"Are you kidding, How could I forget."

"You actually had to help me get this pole all the way in my pussy the first time I had vaginal intercourse with Stewart. Thank goodness, his size is no longer a problem. I guess I've adapted to him. You saw him fuck the living daylights out of me tonight and I loved every second. Now that I think about it, he must have broken me in for Dan too. After Stewart I had no difficulty taking on Dan's big prick."

"I'm always happy to help you out," Stewart said, stroking her hair.

"What's with all this talk about big cocks? Are you ladies trying to give me an inferiority complex?" Rick asked.

"Don't be silly," Claire said. "You're packing a secret weapon--a stealth missile. I don't know how you do it, but you sure do ring my chimes. I love screwing all you guys, you and Stewart, my two husbands, Dan, and Jack--I hope I haven't left anyone out. What you guys do to me is basically the same, after all, fucking is nothing more than a cock in a cunt, but that's where the similarity ends. Experiencing men is like listening to different kinds of music--sometimes a girl wants jazz and sometimes she wants rock and roll."

"Mary Ann claims," I said, laughing, "that screwing various guys is the same as driving cars--they're all different, but they're all fun."

"So what am I? A Buick or a Corvette?" Stewart asked. We all laughed.

Claire kissed the head of his erection. Wrapping both long-fingered hands around his shaft, she stroked it a few times, then said, "I don't know, honey, but I sure do love your stick-shift."

"This sex talk, plus your clever hands and mouth, has gotten me all stirred up, Claire," Stewart said. "I won't be able to sleep without a little relief. Which of you cock-hungry vixens is going to volunteer to help me out?"

"Come on over here and give me a hand, Beth. Let's suck him off and call it a night." I did and Stewart rewarded our attention with a sweet load for us to share. After that, Rick and I got dressed and headed home.

On a Monday morning in early October about two weeks later Claire called me and invited me to have lunch with her. This was a first and I asked what the occasion was. "I have a surprise for you," she said, but wouldn't explain further. We met at a Thai place close to her office and over our plates of Pad Thai she revealed her surprise.

"Remember Kate's gangbang?"

"Of course. How the hell could I have forgotten something like that?"

"How would you like to participate in a scene like that again?"

By now, I knew Claire well enough to exercise caution before agreeing to anything. "I really enjoyed myself at Kate's event. What do you have in mind?"

"I've been working on Stewart and it's been a hard sell, but he's finally relented. For some reason, he wasn't overly eager to arrange a gangbang for me acting protective of all things. I think he's feeling as if he's been charged to be my guardian while I'm here and my guys are back east. Anyway, I've got him to agree to set up a party for me. There'll be him and four other guys he plays poker and pick-up basketball with. Kate was convinced she needed six men for a gangbang, but five works for me."

"I agree," I said. "Five is plenty." 

"So, this is where you come in. I'd appreciate some help with this event. The prospect of taking on five men all by myself, four of them being total strangers, is a bit overwhelming. But I really want to do this and if I have to I'll go it alone. You say you enjoyed our last gang bang and I can promise you that we'll have some really nasty fun if you join me. So, what do you say? Are you interested?"

"Tell me some more about the arrangements," I said, as my little worm of lust began twisting in my groin. "I'm intrigued, but I've never screwed a new lover without Rick being there. I gather he's not invited?"

"You fucked Dan and Jack without him."

"That was different--a stupid mistake I made. What I mean is since we've been balling other people we've always played together. I'll have to clear something like this with him. The guys are black, aren't they?"

"Of course. Here's the deal so you can fill Rick in on the plan. Stewart assures me that his friends are all clean, married, professional men--no gangsters. He's already reserved a room at the Marriot for this Saturday night and he'll be there the entire time to keep an eye on things."

"Yeah, right. When Stewart smells pussy his brain ceases to function."

"So, what do you say? You wanna party with me?"

My lust worms had multiplied and were squirming all over in my groin. "Okay, Claire. I'm interested. I'll run this by Rick. But if he doesn't want me to do it, I'm not joining you."

"I'm not too worried. Rick hasn't denied you much of anything that I'm aware of."

I grinned at her. "You're right, so I'm ninety-nine percent sure that we have a date, but I'll call you to confirm." On that note, we finished our iced teas, paid the check, and went our separate ways. 

Later that night, after we were in bed, I told Rick about Claire's wicked proposal. He laughed and kissed me. "Good god. She never lets her pussy rest. Does she?"

"I guess not. But, I have to admit that I'm turned on by her scheme. It sounds like fun to me. I really enjoyed Kate's gangbang and the way I see it this is a one-time opportunity since I'd never do something like this alone. Claire is only going to be here for a short time longer and when she leaves the chance to do this goes with her. She's already gotten Stewart to organize the event and recruit his friends. I did mention that the guys are black, didn't I?"

"Not that I recall, but I'm not surprised. You really get off on Stewart's brand of loving, so I'll bet the thought of taking on five Stewarts is making your panties wet." 

I grinned at him. "No chance I'd be that lucky. Anyway, like I said this is a limited time offer and I'd really like to join her."

"I gather I'm not invited."

I kissed him and said, "Sorry, honey. It'll just be Claire and me and five horny, black guys." 

"Shit, I'd really like to see that--be a fly on the wall or something--but I couldn't if I wanted to. I haven't had a chance to tell you yet, but I'll be out of town this weekend for a meeting in Denver. So if you have your heart set on playing with Claire and her studs your timing is perfect. Take notes," he said, with a grin. "I'm going to want the whole story, all the nasty details, a blow-by-blow description to amuse me after I get back."

"Thank you, dearest," I said. "Hopefully, I'll have enough stuff to tell you that I can make it last several nights, like I did with my confession about screwing Dan and Jack."

I called Claire the next morning and told her that I'd be joining her. 

"All right," she said, laughing. "I knew I could count on you. I'll let Stewart know you're going to participate. I'm sure that won't break his heart." We discussed what we'd wear and Claire said, "I could wear my Wonder Woman get-up. That would mess with Stewart's mind."

I laughed. "Shit, Claire, that's perfect. You do that and I'll rent a Cat Woman costume. We'll go as a pair of anonymous fucking super-heroines."

The night of the event we got ready at my house splitting a sandwich for supper. Stewart was scheduled to pick us up at eight and by seven-thirty we were both antsy, pacing back and forth, adjusting our costumes, and touching up our makeup. My lust worms had turned to butterflies and were fluttering all over in my groin. Judging by how restless she was, Claire had the same problem. 

Stewart was right on time and when she opened the door I thought his jaw was going to hit the floor. After a moment, he broke into laughter.

"What a great idea. The guys are going to pee themselves when they see you two. Do you have long coats to conceal your costumes until after I've had a chance to introduce you?"

"We're super-heroines. Of course we have cloaks," I said. "C'mon Stewart. Let's get this show on the road. I'm nervous and excited at the same time. I don't know about Claire, but that's not a good combination for me."

"Me either," she said, heading for the door. We arrived at the hotel about thirty minutes later. During the trip, Claire went over the arrangements with Stewart checking to make sure we were all on the same page. He'd called ahead and the guys were already there waiting for us to make our entrance. She reminded him that she expected him to be on hand at all times just in case things got weird.

"Don't worry," he said with a grin. "I'll be your chaperone. The guys are hot to trot. I fixed them up with a case of Bud and some porno DVDs. If that's not enough there's also a Cav's game on to entertain them. By my calculation, the game should be over," he said, glancing at the dashboard clock, "just about now."

Wrapped in our long, black cloaks we followed him through the lobby found the elevators and rode up to the fifth floor. To illustrate just how nervous we were Claire and I didn't even molest him on the way up.

The room was right across the hall. Stewart put a card key in the slot opened the door and our adventure began.

Four black men in their thirties maybe a couple in the forties all obviously sound citizens were casually dressed in shorts and T-shirts and sitting around the TV. One of them, seeing us standing behind him, said, "Shit, Stewart. It's about time. We were just about to send out for a couple of hookers."

"What the hell are those girls wearing?" asked another, spotting Claire's Wonder Woman tiara.

"These lovely ladies dressed up for you assholes. I'd like for you all to meet Wonder Woman and Cat Woman--your super-heroine entertainment for tonight. Ladies, these mugs are all yours."

The guys whistled and cheered when we threw off our cloaks and strutted across the room to stand in front of the TV. Someone shut it off and we posed for the men hands on hips and let them get an eyeful. 

"You did good, Stewart," a burly fellow said. "These cunts are prime stuff."

A bit on the crude side to be sure, but what the hell, Claire and I knew we weren't attending a debutante ball. Every last one of us was there for down-and-dirty, carnal sex--not romance. She and I were nothing more than pussies, sperm receptacles for them, white women with an itch for black cock and a lust for more than just one at a time. On top of that, I knew Stewart had told them that we were married. So they all knew that, not only were we cheating on our husbands, we had come there willingly to let a bunch of black men fuck the shit out of us. We were nasty sluts and theirs to screw any way they pleased and I was ready. 

Caught up in the moment, I realized I had a sudden desire to be used--debauched even. I wanted to have each and every one of these black strangers ride me. I wanted them to talk to me, using gutter language, screwing me while telling me what a nasty cheating cunt I was for letting them fuck me. 

I winked at Claire and together we turned around and waved our butts in their faces. Using a move Kelli had taught us we bent over at the waist and grabbed our ankles. The men let out a collective whoop and our orgy began. 

"That's one mighty fine ass you got, Cat Woman," a thin man said. "Get over here and park it in my lap, so I can check out the rest of you." I did as told and his black hands, a stranger's hands, roamed freely over my body, touching my breasts, spreading my thighs, and squeezing my vulva. He kissed me. I opened my mouth to him and we swapped tongues. He tasted of beer. I didn't care. His crude, but insistent touch lit my fire. 




Beth's Awakening Ch. 09



Another man approached and took my hand. He pulled me to my feet and then, while standing behind me, began peeling my skin-tight costume from my body. After he unclipped my bra my thin lover removed it then bent down to kiss my nipples while covering my sex with his hand. 

Within moments my tights were around my ankles and I stepped out of them. My thin man kissed me again and his tongue explored my mouth thrusting deep and playing with mine as he put a finger in me. 

My second lover got to his knees and slipped my thong off over my hips and now I was completely naked. His tongue replaced his buddy's finger as he buried his face in my already wet crotch. My first lover was busy sucking on my nipples and that gave me a chance to look around.

Claire was in an identical situation with one man sucking her tits and another with his face between her legs. When we smiled at one another she nodded and looked very pleased.

From his position in a comfortable chair much as a doting father would watch his daughters at a school play, Stewart looked on as his buddies double-teamed us. He smiled giving me a thumbs-up sign when he caught my eye.

Feeling a cock pressing against my belly, I looked down, and wrapped my fingers around a partially stiff dick. Its owner, my thin lover, kissed me while mauling my tits, and said, "Suck my dick, white lady." Obediently, I started to sink to my knees, but the man with his face in my crotch stopped me and steered the three of us to the closest bed. Climbing on it, I got to my knees and my blowjob guy stepped out of his shorts and positioned himself so I could give him head.

When I first looked at his inky black penis, it took a moment before it dawned on me. This guy wasn't circumsized and what I was seeing was his foreskin still concealing the head of his cock. I was instantly intrigued. I'd never sucked an uncircumsized dick, but I wouldn't be able to say that much longer.

My first sexual experience was as a Sophomore in high school and it was with a Senior boy. We had been to a dance and afterwards were making out in his car when he gave me an ultimatum. He didn't care which, but he was so hot he just had to come in my mouth or my pussy--my choice. I was pretty naive, but I liked the guy so I really wanted to please him. My Catholic parents didn't believe in birth control, but I still knew enough that I didn't want to risk getting knocked up. So I blew him and discovered that I loved how excited he got when I gave him oral sex. 

So that was how I entertained my half dozen or so lovers until Rick and marriage came along. I gave them blow jobs. In return, I got fingered and eaten by them, but I was technically still a virgin when Rick and I screwed for the first time.

And now that he and I were screwing other peopl giving my lovers head had quickly become one of my favorite things. Not only did I like to have men come on my face and in my mouth--I just loved the taste of come.

I began blowing my lover, massaging his shaft with my lips and tongue, feeling him stiffen nicely until the satiny head of his cock filled my mouth. I drew back to examine my handiwork, and to tell the truth, his cock looked pretty much like any other hard-on except for the fold of skin wrapped around the shaft, kind of like a leg warmer. I kissed the head a couple of times and then licked along his shaft until I reached his foreskin which I kind of pulled at with my lips. He groaned and held my head against himself.

"You're good, bitch," he said. "You've got a very hot mouth."

"I'd like for you to come in it," I said, licking his balls. Then I took his cock in my mouth and began sucking him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that my other lover had finished undressing and he climbed on the bed behind me. He kissed my ass a couple of times and then I felt his tongue touch me and begin licking my clit insistently.

"What do you think your husband would say if he could see you, his loving wife, fucking a couple of black guys?"

Momentarily removing his cock from my mouth, I looked up at him. "What he'd say is 'Have fun, honey'."

"No shit. Well, get on it, you cheating cocksucker. I've got a nice sticky load waiting for you."

I began sucking and jerking my thin lover's cock adopting the same rhythm my pussy-licker was using on me until he suddenly quit. Then his hands gripped my hips and his cock replaced his tongue. I was eager to have him fuck me, but when the head of his dick popped into my pussy it took my breath away. I'd never had anything that huge in me before and I flinched.

"Hold still, bitch," he said, tightening his grip on my hips. "You came here to get fucked and you're about to get a man-sized, black dick in your white cunt."

The size of him had taken me by surprise and for a moment I hesitated. My god. How big was this guy's penis? I looked back over my shoulder, but all I could see was my very black lover smiling at me, "Brace yourself, slut," he said. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."

I didn't have much choice. I had a man on both ends and they had me sandwiched between them. I suppose I could have jumped up or something, but I was hotter than hell and very anxious to feel that huge cock inside me. So I took a deep breath and tried to maintain a steady rhythm for my blow-job guy. 

At first his penis hurt like hell as he forced it in me spreading me wide, but I was in heat and ignored the pain. Taking on all of this big black pole was my goal. My stud began to move and with every lunge of his hips it felt like he was driving a wedge into me, spreading my lips, stretching my pussy beyond belief, and filling me to the limit. When his hips touched my ass I breathed a sigh of relief. I had it made. He was all the way in me. 

"How do you like that, bitch? Does your husband fill you up like this?" he asked, driving into me. My pain quickly turned to pleasure as I adjusted to him and it only took a minute until his big pole felt positively heavenly in my pussy.

"I love it," I said. "I've never been so full. Fuck me good, you black stud." He wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled my head back as he started to move again.

"I'm going to fuck you like a dog fucks his bitch and I want you to tell me how much you want my black cock in your cheating fuck-hole." After I told him, he drove into me and I came like a house afire after only a dozen strokes. 

My blow-job guy wasn't impressed as I obviously couldn't give him head while his buddy had a handful of my hair. 

"Jesus, Jerry. Let go of the cunt's hair. You've got her head yanked so far back she can't even reach my dick. This white slut has a magic mouth and I want to come in it."

Jerry paused and said, "Oh, yeah. Sorry, man." He released my hair and then my blowjob guy wrapped his fingers in my hair held my head and shoved his hard-on down my throat. 

"Make me come, you cocksucking bitch," he ordered, and I did my best.

Now that Jerry had lost his grip on my hair, he leaned over me, grabbed my tits, and began talking to me. 

"You married white sluts came here looking for black dick, didn't you? Well, you're getting just what you wanted. Aren't you, you fancy cunt? Do you like being on your knees with two black cocks in your hot holes. Come on, cheating slut. Tell me again just how much you love black cock." I mumbled around the dick in my mouth and that seemed to satisfy him. 

"I heard you tell my buddy that your husband knows his cheating cunt of a wife is out fucking a bunch of black guys. Is that right?" I nodded. 

"He knows, huh. So, he's okay with you running around fucking other men and taking their come home to him in your married white cunt?" I nodded again. "Has he ever watched while another man fucks you?" Before I could nod once more my hard work finally paid off. My blowjob guy came. Holding my head, he ejaculated flooding my mouth with his hot sticky come and I gulped it down. Then I milked the last drops from his dick and caught them on my tongue showing them to him before I swallowed. 

Watching me eat his friend's come did it for Jerry. Letting go of my tits, he straightened up and grasped my hips. He lunged into me and I swear my pussy hadn't been stretched like that since I'd given birth. The big difference between the natal event and now was that I sure as hell didn't come then like I did when I felt his monster hard-on begin to throb deep inside me. 

"God, yes. I'm coming in you, you cheating white cunt," he said, pulling my ass against himself, thrusting even deeper into me, spreading my pussy and giving me a huge climax as he emptied his nuts in me. "I'm filling your married fuck-hole with my black come."

"That's what I want, lover. Do it. I can feel your big dick throbbing. Shoot your load in me, stud," I said, getting into the spirit of things. "Fill my hungry cunt with your come."

When he released my hips, Jerry collapsed on me, forcing me face-down to the mattress and remained in me while his cock slowly softened. Kissing my neck, he said, "You are one helluva hot woman. I hope your husband appreciates you as much as I do."

"Right now, I'm the one appreciating you," I said, "so much so in fact, that I want you to promise to do me again before our party is over. In the meantime, go have some fun fucking Wonder Woman. She's a hot piece of tail too, but remember--save a little for me, stud."

"It's a date," he said, climbing off me. I'd come here hoping to experience raw lust and my first two studs certainly hadn't disappointed me.

The three of us took a short time-out reclining on the pillows, kissing and making out as we watched Claire and her guys. Like me, she was on her knees between two men. The guy in her mouth let out a shout and I saw her throat pulse as she swallowed his come. Then the man fucking her from behind let out a yell and held her hips as he unloaded in her. When he finished and was pulling out of her she looked back at him and smiled. 

Giving her ass a playful slap, he said, "You're a hot fuck, bitch. I'm gonna go get a piece off your girlfriend, but I'll be back. When I do, I'm gonna stick my black cock up your white ass."

Claire slapped her own butt, and said, "I'll be ready when you are."

When she said that, Jerry perked up. "Does your friend do anal?"

"She loves it," I said, giving his cock an affectionate squeeze. "Get over there and stick this thing up her hot ass. That'll surprise her."

"Hey man, l'm ready for more pussy. Let's go fuck the shit out of that long-legged cunt," said my blow-job guy, getting off the bed followed by Jerry. They high-fived Claire's lovers who were headed my way just like substitutions at a basketball game.

The man that Claire had just blown climbed between my thighs and his only foreplay was to say, "I had my blowjob and now it's time for a piece of ass. Spread your legs, cunt. I'm going to fuck you." Pressing his sweaty body against me, he rammed his penis into me and began to move. 

I was taken aback by how much I was enjoying this scene. These black strangers were definitely ringing my chimes. My second man lay down beside me with his cock within easy reach of my mouth. Without a word passing between us I began giving him head. 

Busy as I was, I caught glimpses of the man who'd just come in my mouth standing beside Claire's bed. He was holding his hard-on and looking peeved. Claire was on her knees and my big-cocked guy was close behind her and apparently getting ready to fuck her ass.

"Shit, I came over here to screw you and now I can't fuck you until Jerry's finished," he said, shaking his hard cock at her. "So, suck my mother-fucking dick until he's finished with you, you cheating cunt. I wanna feel your pretty white mouth on my black cock. Next time you kiss your husband, you can tell him how much you enjoyed having me fuck your face."

Claire's reaction to that stupid trash-talk startled us all. She jumped off the bed and faced him. Hands on hips, her eyes shooting sparks, she said, "You don't order me around. My friend and I are here to entertain you guys and have some fun--not to be abused. You remember that song, 'R-E-S-P-E-C-T?"

He nodded, still holding his deflating hard-on. "Aretha," he said.

"That's right. And that's what we want. We all know this isn't a sunday-school picnic. We're here to share some wicked fun and the instant it isn't fun any more--we're out that fucking door."

"Look, lady. I didn't mean to piss you off. Maybe I watched one too many of those 'Blacks on Blondes' film clips. I won't get in your face again. Okay?"

Claire smiled at him. "That's better. Now take it easy. You're a handsome man. I'll be happy to let you have me any way you want me as long as you treat me good." She reached down and wrapped her long, red-nailed fingers around his black cock and kissed him. "As I recall, you were asking me for a blowjob?"

"Yeah. I was," he said. Reaching out he put a hand on her breast. "I just love having a woman give me head and I sure as shit don't get that at home. Your friend just drained my nuts, but coming in your sweet white mouth sounds good to me."

"That's much better--perfect in fact. Climb on that bed so I can give both you and your friend a nice hot ride. He wants to fuck my ass and I'll give you head while he's doing me." The three of them got in position with her blowjob guy, like mine, lying close to her head.

"Give me a second. Let your buddy get his cock up my ass and then I'll rock your world," Claire said. Drawing a deep breath, she closed her eyes and gripped the sheets as Jerry held her hips and pushed into her. After having had him fuck me with that oversized piece of meat, I was amazed at how easily she took him on. I shouldn't have been. She was Claire. When he was all the way in her she looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. 

"God, You feel fantastic," she said. "Now fuck me good." Then she turned her attention to the cock in front of her. Taking his shaft in her hand, she jerked it a few times then slipped his foreskin down and kissed the purple head of it. Looking her lover in the eyes, she said, "Keep on doing that racist trash-talk. It turns me on."

Me and my guys had stopped screwing around when Claire laid down the law. Now, for the moment anyway, we paused to watch her and her guys get it on. Claire's an expert at giving blowjobs. Rick claims she gets him off faster than he can with his own hand, but she was in no hurry. She took her time, gradually building her man's excitement, licking and sucking him and letting him fuck her mouth.

Her guy held her head, and said, "That's some hot mouth you got, you white whore. Suck my black dick. I've got a present for a come-sucking bitch like you. After I shoot my load in your cheating mouth, I'm gonna fuck your married, white cunt. I'll send you home to your husband with a belly full of black sperm and another load running down your legs." 

His conversation lagged as his excitement grew until he became nearly incoherent. Finally, all he could say was "Fuck, yes," each time her head descended his shaft. Claire continued working on him and teasing him until he begged her. "Please. Let me come, you fucking bitch." 

When she took him over the edge he let out a shout and unloaded his first jet in her mouth. She raised up off his cock and continued jerking him off, spreading his semen on her face. She finished by taking him back in her mouth gently sucking him until he softened.

"This is amazing," he said. "I haven't had a woman give me head since last year's convention in Vegas. Now both of you nasty white bitches have sucked me off and I loved every second. The two of you are, beyond a shadow of a doubt, the most talented cocksuckers that have ever gone down on me. I am so glad Stewart decided to share you two with us. Hurry up, Jerry. Now that this bitch has blown me, I'm anxious to find out if her cunt is as hot as her mouth."

"Be patient," Jerry said. "You distracted me and you're just going to have to wait until I'm done fucking her butt."

"Well, get on with it then."

"Don't worry," Claire said. "You'll have your chance. The night is young and I'm still horny." Jerry began fucking her in earnest and the last thing I saw before my lovers demanded my undivided attention was Claire, her shoulders flat on the mattress, ass in the air, and a big smile on her face as her lover plowed her butt.

Me and my guys shared very good climaxes, and after they finished coming in me, we were lying in a pile, enjoying our afterglow when Claire got up and came over to my bed. 

"Would you help me out, Cat Woman. My guys left me pretty messy and I thought our studs might like to watch us clean each other up." 

We lay down face-to-face. I kissed her then licked the sperm off her cheeks and forehead. Gathering it in my mouth, I raised my head. Claire opened wide and I let a string of come slide from my lips into her mouth. The guys groaned. 

"I think they liked that," Claire said, "so, let's give them a little more. From where I am all I can see are limp dicks. I'll bet some girl-on-girl pussy-eating will stiffen them up nicely." We got into a sixty-nine with me on top and, as she predicted, it was very effective. Within minutes we both had cocks trying to share our pussies with our tongues. 

After that, the sex was a blur of black cocks. I fucked and sucked all the men, Stewart included. They screwed me one at a time as well as in combinations and Claire was similarly occupied. I loved the intensity of the lust. It was everything I'd hoped it would be. 

When the guys began slowing down, I was happy to find my big-dicked lover, Jerry, back in my arms. We kissed for awhile before he spent some delicious moments sucking my nipples. I masturbated his limber dick hoping I'd get a rise out it. A perfect finish for my night of lust would having him fuck me again.

Fortunately, we were on the same page. Putting a couple of fingers in me, he said, "You've got a very hot and messy pussy, white lady. I want to enjoy you one more time, but my cock doesn't want to cooperate. Can you help me?" 

I had a stake in getting him hard if I wanted him to fuck me, so I said, "I'm very helpful." Then I bent down and kissed the head of it.

"Take my black cock in your sexy mouth, bitch. Work it until you get me stiff," he said, rolling onto his back. I did as ordered, kissing, licking, and trying to suck his monster until I felt it stir. It started growing in my hand and I began to really work him over sucking his balls and licking his shaft in addition to my less than successful efforts at blowing him. All I could fit in my mouth was the swollen purple head of his dick. Frustrated, I tried for more, but only made myself gag. So I did what I could, using my tongue and lips while I jerked his massive shaft with both hands. My efforts were rewarded as he continued hardening nicely. 

When he was fully erect I raised up and examined my handiwork. I don't know how to explain it exactly, but his hard-on hadn't gotten any longer. It just sort of inflated. His prick was actually about the same length as Rick's, I guessed. But the difference was in how big around it was. The diameter of his organ increased enormously, like a cone, getting wider as it approached his groin. 

No wonder it had felt like he was driving a wedge into me the first time we fucked--he was. Now that I knew what I was in for, I wanted to feel him hammering that big piece of meat into me again stretching my vagina to the limit once more. I went back down on him to get him really wet, sucking his cock until he pulled me up the bed and kissed me. 

Even kissing this guy was erotic. I loved the feel of his full, meaty lips and oversized tongue. When I said, "Give me some tongue." He filled my mouth with it and I sucked his tongue just like I had his cock.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 09



"I think I'm ready to go, slut. Lie down so I can push my black dick into your white cunt." I did and he got between my thighs. I raised myself, leaning on my elbows so I could watch his black pole enter me and take possession of my pussy. Just like the first time, his initial penetration stretched me so much that I was uncomfortable, but this time we were face to face. My sharp intake of breath alerted him and he paused. 

Kissing me again, he said, "My wife claims this damned, big cock of mine hurts her, so she rarely lets me fuck her any more. You did fine the first time so I'll just take it slow so you can get used to me."

"Thanks, lover. I'll be ready in a minute."

"Your friend wouldn't take me in her cunt, but she let me fuck her ass. I thought that was a bit strange."

"Sometimes Wonder Woman has difficulty taking big dicks in her pussy, but she fucks Stewart regularly. So maybe she just wanted you to fuck her butt. She's a full-service girl. She didn't have a problem pleasing you, did she?"

"No, she was terrific. She got me off in her mouth after I came in her butt. I've only done a girl's ass once before and I had to pay her a lot before she'd let me screw her back door."

I kissed him, enjoying another mouthful of tongue, and then said, "Your poor wife doesn't know what she's missing. She needs to learn how to relax. I'm fine now--excellent in fact. I love the way you're making me feel. Stuff that big prick in my cunt and fuck me until I come, you black stud."

"You sexy, white bitches have given me more fucking in one night than I've had in the past year."

"Well, if you start moving that cock of yours, you're going to get even more." 

He did and together we climbed the golden stairs to heaven. I have no idea how many climaxes I enjoyed, but, like those heavenly stairs, each one took me higher than the last as he screwed me. We kept on kissing while he fucked me and the combination of his wet mouth, his tongue against mine, and the touch of his soft lips all added to my lust. I thrust my hips upwards meeting him as he drove his cock into my greedy pussy. I know I made a lot of noise and at one point Claire came over to check on me. My guy was sweating and pumping hard when she leaned in and kissed me.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm better than okay. I'm fucking fabulous." I barely managed to choke out the words before I surrendered to yet another orgasm.

I was almost sorry when he came, but his climax was not to be denied. My lover let out a yell and unloaded his nuts. He remained in me, his cock gradually softening and I was sorry when he slipped out of my thoroughly screwed pussy.

We continued lying together while kissing and cuddling. "I have to tell you, you beautiful white lady. You are one wonderful lover, so generous, and so very sensuous. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for giving me such an intense sexual experience. As a matter of fact, this whole scene has far exceeded my expectations. Your sexy friend is also a most passionate woman." He smiled. "You two be sure and thank your husbands for me. Lending you girls to us horny guys was very generous of them." 

"Claire's husband is back on the east coast so she decided to do this on her own. But my husband knows and like I told you he encouraged me to party with you guys. I'll be sure and tell him what you said. As for you, you were simply terrific, Jerry. Thanks for the kind words and all the great sex. My friend and I have never done anything like this before and we were nervous going in, but it certainly has worked out well. You and your friends have made this a special night for me. My husband is going to love hearing every lecherous detail of our adventure." I kissed him one last time, and said, "Thanks again, lover. I've really enjoyed myself."

As he got off the bed, he looked over at Stewart, glanced at his watch, and said, "It's getting late. I told my wife I was playing poker with the guys and, in a sense, that's true." He gestured at me. "I certainly did 'poke' her. You made excellent choices, Stewart. I've enjoyed both of these women very much. Thanks for setting up a great party." When I stood up to go to the bathroom, Jerry was pulling on his pants and I was taken aback when I realized that he was shorter than me. This guy played basketball? 

After that, things broke up quickly. All the guys kissed Claire and me goodbye, thanking us as they got dressed, copping a last feel on their way out the door. 

When they were gone, Stewart asked us if we wanted to shower, but we told him we'd wait until we got home. He said he'd meet us at the car and went to check out. 

Claire and I looked at each other and burst into laughter. "Shit, Beth," she said. "Can you believe what we just did? That was some really nasty fun. I had a blast."

"Amazing, we just fucked five guys apiece and I'm so revved up that I feel like I could take on more. When I look at you, I don't have any trouble believing what we've been up to. You're a fucking mess, honey. You're covered in come. It's running down your legs and you've got gobbets of it in your hair."

"Look in the mirror, Beth. You're slimed too. Your last guy really dropped a load in you. You're wet to the ankles."

I looked down. She was right. "And this is after I sat on the pot and squeezed out a bunch. I'm ready to get out of here," I said. 

"I don't want to get come all over my costume," Claire said, taking a laundry bag from the closet. "Let's just load our things in this." We gathered up our scattered clothes, threw on our long, hooded cloaks, and then bare-assed naked under them, we headed for the car. 

When we got there Stewart was waiting as promised. Claire and I high-fived him and she said, "We've agreed. Our mission here was a success. Cat Woman and I ruled. Take us home, Stewart."

I got in next to him and Claire climbed in the back. Just for the hell of it, I opened my cloak and flashed him before the dome light turned out. "Jesus, Beth. You're naked."

"You're a keen observer, aren't you," I said.

"Where you two ladies are concerned, I'm very keen," he said, putting his hand over my muff. "You're very beautiful, Beth. I never tire of seeing your lovely body."

"What a nice thing to say," I said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. 

He slipped a couple of fingers in me and said, "Lady, you've got a very messy pussy."

I removed his hand from me and sucked his fingers clean.

"How does it taste?" Claire asked.

"Very nice--a well-blended mixed drink for sure."

"I watched you and your last guy getting it on," she said. "He did one hell of a job of blending it. Give me a taste." Stewart dipped his fingers in me again and held out to his fingers to Claire who sucked them. "Yeah, that's very tasty. Like Davy might describe it--a spontaneous blend of five different essences to create the perfect sperm cocktail."

"Shit, ladies. You're too much," Stewart said, starting the car.

"Your friends seemed to enjoy themselves," Claire said. "I hope you didn't mind when I stopped that one guy from acting like an asshole. He was close to getting out of line."

"You sure fixed his attitude, Claire," I said. "When he fucked me, he was actually gentle, almost affectionate."

"God, no, Claire. That wasn't a problem," Stewart said. "We've never done anything like this before and you kept things from getting crazy. Both you girls were terrific--a couple of sex maniacs. On top of that, I enjoyed screwing you myself."

"The short guy with the fat dick sure was something," Claire said. "I'm glad I let him fuck me in the ass. Boy, that was a trip. It felt like I had a baseball bat up there."

"I hope he didn't hurt you. He's having troubles at home. He claims that his wife tells him his dick is too big and grudgingly gives him the occasional hand job."

"He didn't hurt me one bit. You know me," Claire said, laughing. "I was coming after his first half-dozen strokes."

"He had you a couple of times too, didn't he Beth?"

"Yeah. At first, I didn't know if I'd be able to take him on, but fortunately he was gentle and I really enjoyed having him do me after I got accustomed to his size. By the way, what does he do for a living?"

"Jerry's a cardiologist," Stewart said. "For obvious reasons, we call him Shorty."

"You're kidding," Claire said. "A fucking heart doctor. Well, I'll be damned."

"All the guys are professional men. In addition to the good doctor, you ladies were screwed by a veterinarian, an accountant, and another dentist."

"They were pretty generous with racist trash-talk for professional men," I said.

"That kind of surprised me too, but one of them told me they'd been watching a "Blacks on Blondes" DVD that I rented for them. I didn't preview it before I gave it to them. After all, I have my very own blondes and you girls are real--no lame porno shit for me."

"That's a nice thing to say," I said, putting his hand on my muff. "Flattering us like that will likely get you laid."

"All I knew about the video was that it featured black men and white women which seemed appropriate subject matter for the evening. Then, come to find out, those black actors make trashing their white sluts an art form. The guys were just parroting that stupid shit back thinking that was the way white women like to be treated. I'm sorry about that."

"Don't be," I said. "It was a sexy novelty and added to my enjoyment. How come you've never treated me like a slut?"

"Would you like me to?"

I kissed his cheek and put my hand over his which was still in my crotch. "Just keep on treating me the way you do. I like that a lot."

"Funny, but that talk kind of turned me on too," Claire said. "We all knew it was just nonsense."

"Well I'm glad you feel that way. But if we all get together again, I'll ask them to tone it down."

"Speaking of getting together," I said. "If Shorty needs a little more first aid to help him deal with his lack of sex at home I might be willing to oblige. Screwing him was definitely a trip. His poor wife doesn't know what she's missing."

"Maybe we could do him together," Claire said, as we pulled into our driveway. "I'll bet we could really ring his chimes."

"Why don't you two stay over," I said. "It's late, and I don't like sleeping alone."

"How about it, Claire. Would you like to stay?" Stewart asked.

"I always like sleeping with Beth. But, what about your kids?"

"They're staying over with friends," I said, unlocking the door. "They both love roller coasters, so they're going to Cedar Point Amusement Park on Sunday. They won't be home until they've been on every ride and that'll be late afternoon. We'll have plenty of time to enjoy a wicked party of our own."

"That sounds good to me," Stewart said, giving my sex an affectionate squeeze. "Let's get cleaned up and go to bed."

We showered together, and despite the sexy remarks about partying, after drying one another off we fell asleep in each other's arms. I woke up horny, as always, and after I gave Stewart a bit of head he rose to the occasion. I straddled his hips and took him in me. When I began to ride him, Claire awoke.

"Is this a private event or can I join in?"

"Please do," Stewart said. "The only thing I like better than fucking one of you women is screwing you two at a time. Why don't you sit on my face, Claire. You know how much I love having you do that."

She did as he suggested and our excellent stud paced himself and succeeded in giving us each a delightful orgasm. To thank him Claire and I double-teamed him blowing him until he came in our mouths and on our faces.

When Rick got back from his trip he wanted to hear every detail of my adventure. As I'd promised I told him the whole gory story and it was obvious that he was intrigued. 

"It sure sounds like you had fun. I wish I could have been there. I would have loved to see you and Claire doing that big-dicked guy."

"He was definitely different, honey. If we do something like this again, I'll make sure you're included."

"I'd like that," he said.

About ten days later, I got a call from Stewart. "You really made an impression on Jerry. He's called me several times, pestering me. He wants to get together with you again."

"Like I told you, I'd be up for that. Claire and I could meet him..."

He interrupted. "He's only interested in you."

"Really. That's strange. I got the impression he enjoyed Claire a lot."

"That's right. He told me how much he enjoyed her, but he has something different in mind. Did you tell him Rick gets off on watching other men fuck you?"

"I might have said something about that."

"Well, that's what he wants. He wants to screw you while your husband is watching."

"Oh, my," I said. "I'll check with Rick, but I'm sure he'll want to do this. Can you tell me how he wants to set it up? It wouldn't be convenient to entertain him at our place."

"He was pretty explicit about the arrangements. He wants to take you both out to dinner at a fancy restaurant. That way he can meet Rick and get to know you both a little better. He wants to make sure that all three of you are comfortable with that scenario before things get serious."

"That sounds good to me," I said. "Not only do I get screwed, I get dinner too." 

"Such a deal, huh. There's more. After dinner, his plan is for the three of you to retire to your cozy bedroom where you and Jerry will have sex while Rick watches."

"So far so good," I said. "I don't think I'll have any trouble selling that to Rick." 

"One more detail. After Jerry is done screwing you, he wants Rick to have sex with you. He says he wants to watch your husband getting sloppy seconds on you knowing that it's Jerry's sperm in his wife's well-used pussy. I don't know why, but it appears that this is a big deal for him. So, not wanting to spoil his little drama, I didn't tell him that you and I and Rick do that all the time."

"Christ, that's explicit enough. Just having you tell me all this shit is making me wet."

"That's my girl. So, that's what he's looking for." "Yeah," I said. "I know what he's looking for all right. He's looking to tap my pussy again and have Rick be our audience while he does it. That sounds pretty good to me. I'll talk to my hubby this evening and get back to you." 

We were in bed when I told Rick about Jerry's proposition and his response was just what I anticipated-- major enthusiasm to say the least.

"Shit, honey. This has all the elements that turn us both on. Call Stewart and see if we can get together soon. How about Saturday night?"

The next morning I informed Stewart about our decision. When he got back to me a bit later, he said, "God, Beth. I feel like your pimp. You got something to write with?"

"Just a sec," I said, rummaging for a pen. 

"Okay. Here goes. You and Rick have a dinner date. It's for seven o'clock on Saturday at David's Restaurant. That's in the Marriot downtown at the Key Center. Jerry's arranged for a room there. He says to plan on spending the night. He'll meet you guys in the lobby at six-thirty and show you to the room to drop off your overnight bag before you go to dinner."

"This guy is definitely into organization," I said. "Did he say how he wanted me to dress? I assume my Cat Woman costume wouldn't be appropriate."

He laughed. "No, I've been to that restaurant. Folks dress up when they dine there. I know he likes red and you look terrific in that dress I've seen you wearing."

"Okay, Stewart. Tell him we'll be there. By the way, you make a very good pimp." 

On Saturday, just before six-thirty, we pulled up in front of the hotel. Rick got our bag out of the back before the valet took the car. We walked into the lobby and when Jerry saw me he flashed us a wide smile. As we approached each other Rick put a proprietary arm around my waist. I wasn't sure why he did that, but guessed it was an act of possession or something. 

In his dark-blue, three-piece suit, even as short as he was, Jerry looked the part of a professional man. I towered over him in my heels and actually had to bend down to offer him my cheek. When his lips brushed my skin their touch sent a shiver of memories through me. He may have been the shortest man I'd ever screwed, but he packed a punch--and the right equipment. Tonight, he looked very handsome and very black and I wanted him very much. 

I'd forgotten how dark he was. His skin glistened in the light. It was going to be a trip having Rick watch this compact, jet-black man make love to me with his giant schlong. The lust worms in my groin changed to butterflies and took flight.

"You look gorgeous this evening, Cat Woman--such a lovely gown. You're even more beautiful than I remembered."

"I'm not Cat Woman tonight, Jerry. Tonight I'm Beth and this is my husband, Rick."

The men shook hands. "I'm very pleased to meet you, Rick. I want to thank you and your lovely wife for indulging me. I hope you're looking forward to this evening as much as I am."

"She's told me a good deal about her previous get together with you and I expect that this will be very...entertaining."

"I assure you. I'll do my best to please you both. Come along now and I'll show you to the room. We can leave your things there before we go down to dinner."

Picking up our little bag he led the way and we rode the elevator up to the tenth floor. When he opened the door of a room half-way down the hall with a card key we stepped into a very pretty room. A king-sized bed pretty much dominated the space. At its foot was a comfortable-looking chair and I saw Rick check it out. That would likely be where he'd spend some time a bit later.

When the door closed, Jerry turned to Rick, and said, "I'm really excited that you two agreed to meet me. When we were together before Beth told me that not only do you let her go with other men, but you also like to watch when they're having sex with her."

"What she told you is true," Rick said. "That's why we're here." 

"And I'm very happy about that. After your beautiful wife told me about your quirk I've been obsessed with the images that appear in my mind. I picture me making love to her and envision you perhaps cheering us on while you witness your spouse's passion, her enjoyment as I fuck her. In my imagination you tell me how much you like seeing my black body covering her whiteness. The possibility that my fantasy could become reality so overwhelmed me that I couldn't resist. I called Stewart and asked him to contact Beth and give her my proposal."

"I'm glad you did," Rick said. "What Beth told you is true. Seeing her with a lover is always a special treat for me. I'm a hardcore voyeur. I'm just sorry I couldn't have been there when you and your friends partied with her and Claire." 

Jerry smiled. "Good. I hoped that might be the case. Tonight, my sincerest wish for is for you to enjoy yourself as much as your wife and I will. Do you, as her husband, have boundaries I need to observe?"

"Beth's told me how exciting it was for her to be with you and your friends, and in particular, how much she enjoyed you. She wanted to be with you again and that's why we're here. I like pleasing my wife. She's an independent woman, but we're partners for life. We make decisions together, like us coming here tonight, but she sets her own limits. Whatever the two of you decide you'd like to do will be fine by me. She told me you that and your friends used some pretty crude language."

"I'm sorry about that and It won't happen..."

"No," Rick said. "She liked it. Please--talk dirty to her."

"Maybe later." He smiled. "So you want me use gutter language when we're making love, Beth."

"That was a new experience for me," I said, "a sexy novelty and I hope you'll talk to me that way tonight." 

"I'll certainly try, Beth. Right now, I'd like your husband's permission to touch you like a lover. Maybe even steal a kiss. Then we'll go to dinner."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 10



Chapter Ten; First Aid for Friends

The next couple of weeks after our party with Jerry were uneventful until one evening when my cell phone rang. Rick and the kids were watching a movie and I was in the den catching up on email. I answered and it was Kelli. After we greeted one another, she got right to the point.

"Kate and I are bailing on Dan. We're fed up with his bullshit."

"What's he done now?"

"More of the same old. Kate and I thought the three of us were getting along really well. She and I were like sisters or co-wives or whatever. We entertained the prick, cooked for him, kept his apartment, and really treated him good--in bed and out."

"What went wrong?"

"His appetite for stray pussy is what screwed things up. He found this eighteen-year-old, silicone-princess stripper. We suspected he was banging someone and one evening Kate caught him in bed with Brandi, that's the twit's name--and it fits her. You'd think there might be some remorse, but not from Dan. The next thing we knew he was proposing to move her in with us."

"Ouch. What happened then?"

"That was the beginning of the end. Kate and I talked it over and decided we weren't going to put up with that nonsense any more. We rented an apartment together and moved out thinking that might bring him to his senses, but no. It seems the only thing that guy cares about is a fresh pussy."

"That's Dan all right."

"We're lonesome, honey. We want to come out your way, so we can be near you guys and Stewart. After all, you are our extended family. Kate and I don't have a good history of resisting Dan's scheming, so we thought us being there with you guys would help make us stronger. Putting distance between him and us is definitely necessary. Even as we speak, we're making arrangements to get the hell out of here. When we arrive, we'll need a place to stay for a few days--just until we find an apartment."

"Kelli, slow down. You're babbling. Of course, you and Kate are welcome to bunk with us for a bit. The guest suite over the garage is vacant now that Claire is living with Stewart and working at his office."

"Thank you, Beth. We've combined our stuff and we'll need a place to store that too. We're going to rent a small U-haul and tow my PT Cruiser. Would it be all right if we get there early next week?"

"That'd be fine. We have plenty of room. Just give me a call when you know when you'll arrive and I'll arrange a little party to welcome you."

"That sounds like fun. We'll see you in a few days."

Needless to say, Rick and Stewart were ecstatic when I told them that Kate and Kelli were moving to Cleveland. Their enthusiasm waned a trifle when I pointed out that there were only two of them and their harem was going to increase to five needy women. 

Ten days later, on a Saturday morning, the girls' U-haul was parked in our driveway. Our whole group, even the kids, helped unload boxes and furniture, and stored it all in our garage. 

Rick grumbled a little at first, complaining that we'd have no place for the cars, but I saw Kate press her breasts against his arm while she whispered in his ear. That's all it took, he smiled at her and pitched in with the rest of us.

I was racking my brain trying to think of a way to get the kids out of the house when Dee Dee came up to me. "Can I talk to you for a minute, Beth?"

"Of course," I said and we stepped out of earshot.

"Stewart has been really antsy this week and he finally confessed how much he was looking forward to seeing your friends. I can see why. They are two lovely ladies."

"Rick's been the same way," I said. "And I've got a problem. I'm trying to think of a way to get the kids out of here so we can do a proper job of welcoming the girls to Cleveland if you get my drift."

"That's what I wanted to tell you, honey. I've got my period, so I'll have to skip partying with you guys this time. The good news is I can take care of the kids."

"That would be so perfect. Thank you, Dee," I said, giving her a big hug. "We'll make it up to you. I'll give you some money so you can take them to that roller-coaster park. They love that place." I glanced at my watch. "It's just eleven now. I'll feed the kids a sandwich while you get acquainted with Kate and Kelli. Then you can gather them up and take off."

"When do you want them back?"

"How about five o'clock? That should be time enough to trim those horns I see growing longer by the minute," I said, gesturing toward the guys. Rick and Kate were chatting, and had eyes only for each other. Stewart had an arm around Kelli's waist. "Plan on staying for dinner when you bring them back."

"That works for me," she said. 

I thanked her and went into the kitchen to set up a casual serve-yourself sandwich lunch. Once the kids discovered the plan for their afternoon, they bolted their food down climbed into Dee's little Hyundai and they all took off. The rest of us were left to amuse ourselves and we wouldn't need a park for that.

Our reunion was especially sweet, almost as if we'd never been apart. The K girls, as we began referring to them, were delightful giving and receiving equal measures of sex and love. Claire and I served as handmaids in the bedroom using our hands and mouths to help Stewart and Rick enjoy their lovers, but we weren't left out. Every last one of us was satisfied before we finished. 

We were all dressed and sitting in the living room when Dee returned with the kids. I'd gone out and gotten the fixings hoping that I could get Kelli to create her delicious pizzas for us. She did and after we finished eating, the kids went downstairs leaving us to talk.

The K girls thanked Dee for giving them the chance to play with the guys. The guys kissed her and promised to reward her for her help.

During our conversation, we discovered that the K girls had a plan. They wanted to go into business, the coffee business, to be exact.

"Drive-through stands are popping up all over in the Boston area," Kelli said. "Most of them are Starbuck's and the competition is keen, but Kate and I have an idea about how to succeed." The girls smiled at each other. 

"We plan to be the Baristas ourselves," Kate said.

"Barista...?" Rick said, raising his eyebrows. "That's a fancy name for a person who serves coffee. If you call yourself that, you get to charge more," Kate said.

"Our gimmick is we'll do our Baristaing--I'm not sure that's a word--in bikinis."

"We talked about doing it topless," Kate said, "but decided that would be too controversial. Plus, we'd like to attract more than an all-male clientele."

"We need enough money to get this going, so we're going to be busy," Kelli said. "We'll both dance at the clubs--there can be good money in that--until we have a stake. That'll give us a chance to look for a location while we perfect our business plan."

We all wished them well and I for one was impressed. They had put a lot of thought into a life after Dan and I hoped they'd succeed.

The K girls went right to work. The next day they found a suitable club and danced that night and every night for the next week. They were so focussed on their goal that they didn't have time for much of anything else. Rick and Stewart were disappointed to discover that the "else" included sex. 

There were a couple of exceptions. Kelli went to lunch with Stewart a couple of times and he reported that they'd enjoyed a very sweet "nooner." One morning after the kids had gone to school I opened the laundry room door and discovered my husband and Kate screwing the hell out of one another. She was bent over the washing machine which was chugging away and Rick was fucking her from behind. I watched long enough to realize their rhythm was in synch with the washer. When I burst out laughing, they turned their heads and smiled at me, but never missed a beat.

Two weeks after they got to Cleveland, The K girls announced they'd gotten an apartment. "It's nothing fancy," Kelli said. "But it'll get us out of your hair and serve us fine while we save up for our business."

Two days before they were due to move, I was still up when they got back from dancing. They each gave me a hug. I asked if they wanted a glass of wine and they did, so I poured. After we sat down at the kitchen table, Kate reached into her oversized bag and pulled out a paper sack. She unrolled the top and dumped a jumbled mass of paper money onto the table. I was stunned.

"Looks like we did okay tonight, Kate," Kelli said, separating the bills by denomination. "Let's count this up and get it ready to deposit in the morning."

I helped and when we finished we had tallied up eight hundred and eleven dollars. "This is one night's tips?" I asked, incredulously.

Kelli nodded. "We moved to a new place where we can dance nude. On top of that we put together a 'sister act' where we do some petting and kissing. The guys sure love that."

"We've got a line on a coffee place where the owner is retiring. A few more night's like this and we'll be in business."

"More power to you," I said.

That weekend they rented a truck and we helped them get their stuff out of our garage and move into their new place. We talked on the phone, but I didn't see them again for more than a week.

So, when the phone rang one morning I expected it to be them, but it was my sister. Mary Ann was nearly babbling as she said, "God, Beth. I have the most exciting news to tell you. Jack has asked me to marry him and I've accepted."

"That's wonderful," I said. "When are you thinking of getting hitched?"

"That's the rest of my news--sooner rather than later. I'm pregnant."

"Oh, honey. That's marvelous. How is Jack taking this?"

"No problem, Beth. He's already making plans. He's fretting about decorating our spare bedroom and turning it into a nursery. Hell, Beth. He's even worried about what college the kid will go to and he's set up some kind of savings account to help with that."

"That's great. But when do you plan on getting married?"

"Oh, I forgot that, didn't I? Please excuse me. I'm kind of over the moon with this whole thing. Anyway, we've decided that we don't want a fancy wedding, just you, Rick and the rest of our special family. Jack and I were hoping we could have it at your place."

"I'll run this by Rick and get back to you, darling, but I'm sure he'll say yes. I've got to take the kids to school so I'll talk to you later."

Our conversation ran through my head as I drove and I realized she hadn't said a word about Dan. That was peculiar. Even though he was on the outs with the K girls, he and Jack were best friends and I knew Mary Ann loved hitting the sheets with him. Something was wrong.

As I expected, Rick was more than happy to host Mary Ann's wedding. I called her back and gave her the news.

"That's wonderful, sis," she said. "How much time do we need to get ready?"

"How far along are you?"

"I just missed my second period. The doc says I'll deliver in April."

"What is this, the tenth of October?"

"Yeah. How about toward the end of this month? Would that work for you?"

"That would be perfect. Don't worry about a thing. I have plenty of help here. Just tell me your colors and what kind of flowers you'd like. Is there anyone else you'd like to invite--like Dan maybe?"

There was a long pause. "We haven't seen Dan in some time. I don't really know what he's up to. To be honest, Jack and he have had a falling out. I'll tell you all about it when I see you. I'll get back to you with the color and flower thing. And, sis. Thanks so much. You're the best."

We said goodbye and I sat still stunned by what she'd said. She and Jack weren't seeing Dan any more. Kelli and Kate had left him too and, as far as I knew, weren't communicating with him either. Those four had cut him out of our extended family. 

A chill ran through me. Would I get to see him again? I didn't know. That thought made me physically ill. A secret little memory of Dan lived in the back of my mind and every now and then I entertained myself by trotting it out and replaying it--a reminder of just how good we were together. 

Dan and I were sexual soulmates--made to pleasure one another. I didn't love the man, but we sure made fantastic music between the sheets. I had no physical secrets from Dan. That son of a bitch could play my body like a violin. Each and every time we made love, the bond between us had grown stronger.

Goodness knows, I've enjoyed all my lovers. Like Mary Ann explained it, having a new man was like driving a different car. All were similar, but each had distinctly unique characteristics. If that was the case, my darling husband was a Mercedes and Dan was a Hummer. I wasn't prepared to abandon my exciting, sometimes rough-edged, four-wheel-drive guy. I wanted more chances to climb aboard his "Danny dick," as he referred to it, and ride into ecstasy. Just the thought of taking that trip again succeeded in making me wet.

Since I'd been introduced to them by Claire and my sister, I had amassed a small but select collection of sex toys. This seemed like the moment to use them.

I opened my dresser drawer removed two of my favorites and tossed them on the bed. Knowing that I was alone in the house, I stripped naked and stood in front of the mirror. 

That time in Boston when he'd posed me like this, displaying me to my husband and the others, ran through my mind. I covered my mound with a hand just as he'd done. That treasured memory never failed to make me hot and this time was no exception. 

I joined my toys on the bed. Picking up my shocking-pink, butt plug, I lubricated it with spit then, a firm push and it was snug in my ass. Next, I picked up my favorite--I'd even nick-named the massive phallus "Danny." Putting the end of it in my mouth, I covered it with my saliva, getting it nice and wet.

I was breathing hard now,anticipating the moment I would plunge the rubber cock into myself, but not quite yet. Turning it on, I touched it to the lips of my pussy and the dildo did its work. Before long, my hips began to move and I was conscious of the delicious pressure in my butt from the plug as my excitement built. It was time for "Danny" and I jammed that big thing into myself, sighing as it spread me wide. I moved it as if Dan were in me, fucking me as only he can--so fast and hard. I came the same way--hard and fast.

As I floated down from my climax, I realized that I was weeping. What a sight I must have been, a thirty-three, year-old wife and mother, lying naked on her bed, tears running down her cheeks, with two rubber appliances protruding from her private parts. 

I removed my toys and went into the bathroom to wash them. The woman looking back at me from the mirror was a mess. Her eyes were red from crying, her hair all tangled and cheeks wet with tears. I splashed cold water on my face. 

My masturbation session had served the purpose though. Now, I could look at the situation with a bit of detachment. I decided there was nothing to be gained by making an issue out of this. I'd hear all about it when Mary Ann got here. After that, perhaps a course of action would become clear. Until then I'd rely on my old friend--avoidance. I dried my eyes, repaired my face, brushed my hair, and got on with my day.

Claire was a gem. She applied her rather awesome organizational skills and whipped the whole wedding thing together. I did stuff like flowers and the cake, coordinating that with my sis, while Claire dealt with the rest, enlisting Kate and Kelli to do the food. She discovered that one of Stewart's lady patients was a Unitarian minister and engaged her.

Including the happy couple, there would be ten of us. We hoped the ceremony could be outside, but, being late in the season, we were prepared to set up inside if necessary.

Mary Ann pestered me with questions. How about the marriage license? I explained they could get it at the county the day before and it cost about fifty dollars.

"It's easier to get than a driver's license," I told her.

"Are we going to have music?"

"Of course. Stewart knows this three-piece group that he says will be perfect and, Mary Ann, he's providing the liquid refreshments. His present to you he says."

Jack and Mary Ann flew in on a Friday early enough to get their license. They stayed with us and naturally, we messed around after the kids were in bed. Rick was so funny, using Mary Ann as a prop, demonstrating to Jack the proper positions for fucking pregnant ladies.

Jack and I laughed, watching the two of them shifting around, pretending that she was hugely pregnant when in fact she wasn't even showing yet. 

The big day fell on Saturday and we were up early. Claire, Dee Dee, and Stewart were the first to arrive. They were loaded down with the booze, folding tables and chairs. The flowers were delivered at the same time Kate and Kelli arrived with the food.

"We danced pretty late," they apologized as they hurried to set up. "Friday nights are big for us, so many generous guys needing a surrogate date."

When Claire's cell phone went off, she looked at it and said, "My god. It's my guy. I thought he was still underwater in that damned submarine." She opened the phone and said, "Hello, honey. How's it hanging?" Then she let out a scream. "No shit. You've got orders! You're where? At the airport right here in Cleveland. What a wonderful surprise and perfect timing. You're just in time for Mary Ann and Jack's wedding. Grab a cab and come on over. By the way, where are we going?" She listened for a moment. "San Diego! Hot damn. That's wonderful. I love that place. Okay, honey, get on over here. I need to rape you. I'll hand the phone to Beth. She'll give you the address."

She did, and I gave him our street and number, finishing by saying, "Your wife isn't the only one who wants a piece of you."

He laughed and said, "That's good, because I'm definitely a horn dog." 

We had planned the ceremony for late afternoon and preparations were coming to a close when Spencer arrived. Claire laughed and cried as she kissed and hugged him. 

"God, I've missed you," she said, holding his cheeks in her hands and kissing him over and over again. "Come here, Dee. I want you to meet my wonderful husband. I hope you two will have a chance to get better acquainted later, but I get him first. Go ahead, you guys. Swap a little spit."

Spencer and Dee Dee did as instructed. By the time their kiss ended, Spencer had both hands on her butt. You are such a pretty girl," he said. "It'll be fun getting to know you better."

"I'm looking forward to it too," she said, pressing her hips against him. He made the rounds kissing and feeling all us ladies up and chatting with the men. Stewart handed him a cold beer just as Kelli announced that lunch was served. Nothing fancy, just sandwich fixings in the kitchen.

I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I tasted mine. I took lunch down to the kids who were happily playing video games in the basement rec room. Their only concern was when they could go to their friends' houses. I told them they could leave as soon as their aunt was married and not to forget their overnight things.

When I got back to the living room, I noticed that Claire and Spencer were missing. I looked inquiringly at Rick who rolled his eyes upward and said, "They're getting reacquainted."

The afternoon was sunny and mild--an Indian Summer day in October--definitely a blessing in Cleveland. We had the ceremony in our back yard. My sister, looking lovely in her simple ivory-white dress and Jack, looking very studly in his tux, said their vows. The three piece group struck up the Wedding March and we all clapped. 

Kelli and Kate set up a table and started the grill. Stewart served champagne all around to everyone except Mary Ann--the lady in waiting got orange juice. We toasted the happy couple then we toasted Claire and Spencer whom you couldn't have pried apart with a shoehorn. Kate fed the kids then Rick took them and their cute little overnight bags to their friends' house.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 10



We ate and drank and laughed. As dusk fell, we moved the party inside. The band played for another hour or so while we danced until Rick came over to me and said, "I think I'll pay the musicians off so we can take our entertainment to the next level."

"That sounds fine to me," I said. "I'm ready to get naked." 

He smiled and nodded. "Me too." 

After the band left, I put some sexy music on the stereo and the hardcore event shifted into high gear. Within minutes, naked couples were strewn all over the living room screwing in various combinations and changing partners until we were all used up. Dee was popular with both Jack and Spencer and they did her together and one at a time. She obviously enjoyed herself giving them each head while they took turns fucking her.

"I have an announcement," Mary Ann said, untangling herself from Stewart. "Jack has given me plane tickets to Vegas for our honeymoon. We're going to stay at an elegant hotel named the Bellagio and see some shows and dine out. Who knows, maybe we'll even gamble a little. We're flying early in the morning so we're off to bed."

"We have to leave tomorrow too," Claire said. "Spencer has to report in on Monday so I need to go and pack." Stewart drove them and Dee back to his place to spend the night. 

Kate and Kelli insisted on cleaning up after the party and I don't know how long they might have stayed, but they looked so exhausted I insisted that they go get some sleep. I started the dishwasher and went to bed. Rick was already snoozing. I fell asleep almost instantly, but awoke in the night thinking about Dan and missing him. I lay awake for a bit then decided to go down to the kitchen and make myself a cup of tea.

The lights were on and Mary Ann was sitting at the table reading the paper. "Oh. Hi, sis," she said. "Couldn't sleep, huh. Me too. Too much excitement or jet lag I guess."

"You've got a lot to be excited about. You're pregnant and you're a newlywed," I said. "I know you'll enjoy Vegas."

"As long as Jack is there, I'll love it."

I decided to take the plunge. "You said you guys had a falling out with Dan. What happened?"

Her smile faded and her face fell. "Oh god, Beth. It was an awful scene. I was afraid they were going to come to blows, but Dan finally walked out and we haven't seen or heard from him since."

"What caused all that?"

"Well, you remember how I offered to keep Dave and Spencer happy while Claire was here with you guys?"

"Yeah. I remember."

"It was David's weekend. He and Spencer never got off that damned submarine at the same time. Dan had called saying that he was in town so we invited him over too. I loved that party. Just me and the three guys. I don't know why, but I've been really horny. Were you like that when you were expecting?"

"You bet. It's a hormone thing. I raped poor Rick constantly."

"After they'd all fucked me, I decided to share my news. David was so nice, congratulating me, shaking Jack's hand, and wishing us well. But Dan was a different story. He got that sardonic grin on his face. He does that so well. Then he said, 'So you're knocked up. Do you have any idea who the father is?'"

"That was harsh," I said.

"It got worse. 'Why Jack of course,'" I said. He laughed and continued with his shit. 'Come on, Mary Ann. You've had as many cocks in you as a urinal at a topless club. As long as I've known you, you've been a come dump for every cock that comes along. I wouldn't be surprised if your baby turns out black.'"

"He actually said that!"

"Yeah, he did and that's when the shit hit the fan. I burst into tears. Jack got up and so did Dan. They stood face to face, shouting at each other, calling one another names until David intervened. He used what he later told me is called 'command presence' in the Navy, ordering them to stop, and believe it or not, it worked. The two of them separated. Jack told him to get out. Dan gave him the finger and left."

"Shit, Mary Ann. That's just awful." 

"That, my dear sister, is the whole gory story." She wiped a tear from her eye, "Damn, I liked that guy so much. Why did he do such a cruel thing?"

"He has a mean streak, sis. You know how he's treated Kelli and now you can add Kate. I'm so glad the K girls finally split with him. They're really happy out here."

I kissed her and we went back to bed. Early the next morning, Rick got up and took them to the airport. After hearing Mary Ann's godawful story, I was so damned depressed I stayed in bed, only getting up when Claire and Spencer arrived in a cab to say goodbye. 

Spencer insisted that I sit on his lap. I hadn't dressed and was naked under my bathrobe. He kissed my neck and slipped his hands inside my robe touching me intimately. I liked having his hands on me, but I wasn't in the mood for intercourse. Claire sat at the table across from us drinking coffee and making small talk while she watched her husband petting me. 

When Rick got home from the airport, Spencer and I followed our mates up the stairs as they kissed and caressed one another. We all got naked and I sat in Spencer's lap again while Claire and Rick climbed on the bed and began making out. They started with oral and quickly graduated to intercourse, screwing in various positions until they wound up with Rick on top of her. I could see that he was close to coming and when he climaxed Claire joined him. No question, Spencer and I had watched them share another one of their special pieces of ass. From my viewpoint that seemed an appropriate way for them to bid farewell to each other. After they finished, Claire began crying and kissing him and Rick wasn't smiling. 

"I guess it's our turn now," Spencer said. We had done more kissing and petting while our spouses screwed and Spencer had a fine hard-on. Strangely enough, for the first time since Rick and I had begun screwing other people my libido meter was on empty.

"Spencer, honey. I really don't feel like screwing, but I'd love to give you my best blowjob. Would that be all right?"

He caressed my breasts and said, "That would be excellent, Beth." So I got on my knees and treated him to a nice, wet blowjob. When he came, I managed to swallow most of his load, but a couple of strands landed on my cheeks. He caressed my hair as I milked his cock dry. I finished by kissing his cock then wiped his come off my face and sucked my fingers clean. I looked up at him and tried to muster a smile. Pulling me to my feet, he kissed me and said, "God, Beth. I'm sure as hell going to miss you."

"I'll miss you too, lover," I said, wiping away a tear. 

Then it was time for them to go so we got dressed and loaded their luggage into the car. Rick made his second trip to the airport, and this time, I went along. Claire sat beside him and I was in the back seat with Spencer. We kissed a little more and touched one another with affection rather than passion. I noticed Rick pass Claire a piece of paper just as we arrived at the departure terminal. 

We unloaded their things and after a round of final hugs and kisses left them at the curb and headed home. "What was that you handed Claire?" I asked.

"Not much escapes you, does it," he said, laughing. "That was my sister Janet's address and phone number. They'll be pretty close together and if anyone can seduce them, I'd put my bet on Claire to get the job done."

"You wicked thing," I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "You have designs on your own sister."

He just smiled.

After their honeymoon in Vegas, Mary Ann and Jack flew directly back to Providence. Claire and Spencer were off to California and new adventures in San Diego and their new duty station.

To say that things quieted right down around home would be an understatement. As a matter of fact, they got downright boring. The K girls had a line on a coffee stand at a favorable location. They were literally working night and day and had little time for lunches or much of anything else fun for that matter. 

Stewart was scrambling to replace Claire at his office, discovering just how much she had taken on in the short time she had worked there. Fortunately for him, she had left clear instructions for how to do her new recall system as well as her recipe for dealing with the insurance billing. Dee Dee had worked quite closely with her and had a pretty fair grasp of what was going on, but she also had to do chairside assisting. Again, not much opportunity for diversion there either.

Winter was fast approaching, we'd already had a killing frost, and the vegetation had turned that dead shade of gray-brown--the trademark of winter in Cleveland. I don't like winter and every year it depresses me. This year seemed worse than usual.

That business with Dan and how he'd been marginalized preyed on my mind. Maybe the other ladies weren't interested in him any more, but I couldn't say the same. I daydreamed about him and exercised, Danny, my big rubber dildo on more than one occasion. 

Rick and I were still getting along fine. We made time for each other, setting aside at least one night a week for a date, a movie or dinner out, and best of all, when we were home in bed, making serious love with one another. 

Despite my efforts to conceal my depression from him, Rick picked up on my sour mood and one night after we had enjoyed some really sweet loving, he said, "What's the matter, honey? You've seemed kind of blue lately."

"I'm feeling kind of down," I admitted. "You know how I hate this frigging weather and it's about to get worse. Freezing rain is in the forecast."

"That's not good," he said. "But I have a feeling that there's more to your blues than the weather."

"You could be right. Another thing that's eating at me is wondering about whether Dan is going to rejoin our group. He's on the outs with the K girls and I told you about the scene between him and Jack after he said those cruel things to Mary Ann."

"Yeah, I remember. Well, you're planning to go back there for your sister's delivery. Maybe you can help patch things up then. I know you don't approve of everything he does, but you two have a special bond."

"That won't be until April--way too long."

"Have you called him?"

"No. I don't want it to seem like I'm meddling."

"I don't see it that way. You'd just be trying to help."

"Please, Rick. Let me do this my own way."

"Whatever, honey. I just hate to see you unhappy."

The very next day I heard from Stewart. Jerry wanted a repeat encounter with Rick and me. It had been more than a month since our wicked little party. I felt a momentary spark when Stewart told me and said I'd let him know. That evening, I told Rick about Jerry's request and he was noncommital, saying that he'd go along with whatever I wanted to do. 

Being with Jerry and having Rick as my rooting section had been entertaining and unusual, but Jerry was basically a one trick pony with his desire to possess me and turn me into his black-cock whore. I'd had fun at the time. But, in my present mood, I couldn't see that I was going to enjoy a second round with him and the mind games that went along with it, at least not now. Stewart was fine with that and agreed to tell Jerry that I currently had other interests. Remembering how needy he had been at our last encounter, I felt kind sorry for him and suggested that Jerry and Deirdre might appreciate a chance to meet one another. If they hit it off, I wouldn't have to feel bad about rejecting him. 

On top of everything else, I missed Claire. Until she left, I hadn't realized how close we'd grown. She'd become like a sister to me, and now, both she and Mary Ann were far away. 

I hoped some new diversion would fall into my life--a new lover perhaps--but no such luck. Then, about a week after Stewart and I had talked about Jerry, Dee Dee called me.

"Do you have a few minutes to talk with me, Beth?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said. "I'm just doing housework. Let me get a soda and we'll chat." I got a Pepsi and returned to the phone. Making myself comfortable, I asked, "What's up, girlfriend?"

"Stewart has made me an unusual proposition. He wants me to date this guy named Jerry. This kind of came out of nowhere and he's acting like he'd be upset if I refuse. He did tell me that this guy is a black professional man. He also recommended that I call you and have you tell me about him. So tell me. What the hell is going on?"

"That sounds like Stewart all right. It's hard to pry information out of him. Yeah, I know Jerry. I've hit the sheets with him twice. Once with Claire and the second time with Rick." I went on to fill her in on the details and finished by telling her how much fun I'd had.

"I still can't believe that he's never mentioned this Jerry guy until he wants me to hook up with him."

"That's just like him. He isn't a great communicator unless it's about gum disease or some other shit like that. Even after my sister left and pretty much broke his heart. I spent many nights over there just comforting him. It was nearly a month before he'd even talk about it."

"Now that I think about it, you're right. We get along fine. We talk, but it's just about work and the details of running the household." She laughed. "We're still plenty hot in bed though. Speaking of that. What should I do about this Jerry guy?" 

"Hell, if I were you, I'd sleep with him. Have Stewart go along with you and I'll guarantee you'll have a great time."

"Do I need Stewart? Is this guy abusive or something?"

"No, but he is different and kind of bossy. Stewart is a long time friend of his and he'll make sure you have fun. He was terrific the night Claire and I did the poker club gangbang I told you about." 

"Okay, I'll give it a try. I haven't had a new lover since Mary Ann's wedding and I'm definitely ready for some fresh dick. How about you going with me?"

"No thanks, honey. I'm kind of down. I wouldn't be very good company."

"I'm sorry, Beth. I hope you feel better soon. I'll give you a call and let you know how things go."

"That a girl. Go for it. By the way Jerry has a most unusual cock. You'll really get a kick out of it."

"What do you mean--unusual?"

"You'll just have to find out for yourself. Enjoy." With that, we said goodbye and hung up.

The next Monday Dee called and invited me to go to lunch with her. "I have some amazing shit to tell you," she said. We made a date for Tuesday and I met her shortly past noon at the same deli where Claire had recruited me to join her in our gangbang adventure. We had iced tea and shared a Reuben sandwich. 

Dee was even more bubbly than usual, and almost in spite of myself, her sparkling eyes and dazzling smile lifted my spirits.

"Thank you for talking me into meeting with Jerry, Beth. I had a ball--actually, I had four." She giggled. "And you were right, Jerry does have a most unusual cock and I loved it. He and Stewart both did me--together and one at a time. They definitely fill a girl up, don't they?" I nodded and swallowed my bite of sandwich.

"Now you see why I told you that you'd have to find out about Jerry yourself. Seeing is believing."

"Yeah. Anyway, like I said I had a ball and those two guys were really funny. After Jerry came in me, he couldn't believe his eyes when Stewart went down on me and ate the cream pie."

"He wasn't all that grossed out when I gave him a taste of his own semen."

"Let me finish. Stewart told him he wasn't a real man unless he'd eaten a pint of sperm out of his lovers' pussies. They kidded around about this while we continued fucking and sucking. When Stewart finally came in my pussy, I'll be damned if Jerry didn't eat me out."

"Sounds like we've got another cream pie society member on our hands."

"I gotta tell you, Beth. Jerry really likes you. When he found out that I knew you, he insisted on telling me how much fun he'd had with you and Rick."

"Did he run on at length about that?"

"Well, yeah. But I didn't mind as he was fucking me all the time he was telling me about fucking you. That was kind of twisted, but it worked for me. I got a shit hot climax out of that screw."

"It's true that I enjoyed having sex with him. I suppose it could happen again."

"That would be fun. We could do him together like you and Claire did."

"When Claire and I screwed him, we also had four other guys to take care of."

"That's what I mean. We'd have his undivided attention. Wouldn't that be terrific?"

I smiled and took a sip of my tea. "Yeah. That definitely has potential. Keep me posted."

"He asked me about Claire and he was sorry that she'd left and gone to San Diego."

"I'm sorry about that too," I said, as we paid the check and went our separate ways. 

With the help of our friends, I coped with the holiday season and actually had fun at Thanksgiving and Christmas. Kelli did most of the cooking with me helping, and as usual, the food was marvelous. Kate and Dee Dee played board games with the kids. On Christmas, Stewart and Rick repeatedly kissed us ladies under the mistletoe and after the kids were in bed and asleep we shared some sweet sex--the best present of all.

Mary Ann called me frequently, giving me updates on her gestation, stuff like feeling the baby move, and how excited that made Jack. Now and then, I'd inquire discreetly about Dan, but no news.

On a cold and windy morning in early January, the phone rang. I was alone, the kids were in school, and Rick was at work. I answered and my heart leaped, it was Dan. I let out a little shriek and said, "It's about time you called. I was wondering if you'd forgotten all about me."

"I'd never do that, Beth. I think about you nearly every day, but I've been extremely busy these past six months and it's finally paid off. I got a handsome promotion."

"Congratulations," I said. "I wish I could kiss you to show you how proud of you I am."

"I wish I could kiss you too--all over is what I have in mind."

"Me too, lover," I said. "Just the thought of having you touch me is giving me the shivers."

He laughed. "Well, thinking about touching you has just given me a hard-on."

"Hold that, lover. Too bad I can't."

"That could change," he said. "I have a proposition for you."

"I like propositions."

"How would you like to be my wife for ten days or so?"

"Your wife. This could be interesting. So, what do you have in mind?"

"Here's the deal. My promotion to the executive ranks requires that my wife and I attend a week-long retreat at a fancy resort on the Mayan Riviera in Mexico. Trust me. This is a big deal. Transportation is by corporate jet and the accomodations are very deluxe and..."

"Stop right there," I said. "Count me in. This sounds like just what I need. I've been a bit depressed lately, what with winter and all. A week in the sun with my favorite stud sounds like heaven to me."

He laughed. "It gets even better. I have a corporate credit card and an expense account with instructions to make sure my wife and I both have new wardrobes of suitable resort wear."

"My god, Dan. Pinch me. I must be dreaming. I'll run this by Rick and see what he says, but if he says, no, I'm throwing a major tantrum."

"I doubt that'll be necessary. When was the last time Rick denied you something."

I laughed. "Look what he gets by going along with my crazy ideas."

"Are you referring to Kelli, or Kate, or maybe Claire?"

"You've got it. I'll tell him about this as soon as he gets home and call you back tonight. Is that okay?"

"I'll be waiting," he said and we hung up.

Rick got home early for a change and we had a family dinner. I must have telegraphed my excitement, because he did his raising-of-one-eyebrow thing several times as we ate and I realized I was running off at the mouth. When the kids went to the basement to watch TV I asked Rick to open us a bottle of wine. 




Beth's Awakening Ch. 10



He raised that quizzical eyebrow of his once more at my unusual request, but found a bottle and pulled the cork as I fidgeted. 

"I have some amazing news," I said.

He poured us each a glass and sat down. "So, what gives?" 

"I talked to Dan today." He nodded and took a sip. "He made me a most interesting proposal. He's been promoted and apparently it's a very good one. Part of his promotion package is a week-long executive retreat for him and his wife. So, he needs to have a wife for about ten days. The lucky lady--that would be me--gets to accompany him on a private jet to an exclusive resort in Mexico." By the time I got all that out, I was out of breath and gulped in some air.

"You're pretty excited about this, aren't you?" I nodded. "I haven't seen you so animated in months. I like you this way. If you get to go with Dan, will you promise to stay this happy until summer rescues you from the blues?"

"God, yes," I said. "On top of that I promise you can have whatever kind of kinky sex you can dream up."

His lips curved in a slight smile. "That's my girl. Now call Dan back and tell him your husband says you can go on one condition." Uh oh. What was this? 

"What condition?" I hesitantly asked.

"That he return you to your real husband, tanned, satisfied, and happy." I jumped up and kissed him then held up my glass.

"A toast," I said, "to the best husband in the entire world." He grinned at me as we clinked glasses.

"Let's call him from the den," Rick said. "We'll have privacy there. We can put him on the speaker phone and mess around while we're talking to him."

Leading the way, I picked up our glasses and Rick got the bottle. He snapped the lock behind us while I dialed. Dan picked up on the second ring. 

"Hi," I said. "It's me. I've got good news. Rick says the trip's okay with him. He's right here so I'll put you on the speaker."

I pushed the button and Rick pulled me down onto his lap. "Hey, Dan. Do you remember that time in Providence when Claire was topless and sitting in your lap while she talked to Spencer on her cell?"

"How could I forget," he said. "She's one outrageous bitch. That was an oustanding bit of lechery. We had a lot of fun together. Didn't we?"

"We sure did," Rick said. "And we're sbout to have some more. At this moment, Beth is in my lap and I've got one hand on her tits and the other between her thighs."

"Is she naked?"

"Not yet, but she will be very soon," my husband said, helping me pull off my sweater and unhooking my bra. "She's topless now," he reported.

"Kiss her sexy nipples for me."

Rick kissed and sucked them noisily sending shivers down my body.

"Shit. I can hear you sucking her tits," Dan said. "How quirky is this!"

I stood up then shucked out of my tight jeans and thong. "Beth's naked now. If you were here, what would you do to my gorgeous wife?"

"I'd be eating her pussy, Rick. I'd have my tongue as far in her as it would reach. Then I'd suck her clit until she comes. Since I'm not there maybe you can do that for me while I talk to her."

"Yeah, I can do that," my husband said and we changed positions. I sat down and he got between my thighs and began eating my pussy. 

"You haven't said anything, Beth. Can you hear me?"

"Of course I can," I said. Just then Rick's tongue touched a sensitive spot and I gasped.

"I heard that. Is he making you come?"

"Not yet, but I'm close."

"Hold his face against your pussy and hump his tongue. That always works when I'm eating you."

I did and, just as he predicted, I enjoyed a quick little climax. "You're so clever, Dan. You just managed to talk me into a long-distance orgasm."

"There'll be plenty more climaxes in store for you on our little vacation. You'd better take care of Rick now. If he's like me, he has a boner that needs attention."

"He's pretty stiff all right, but I'll take care of him in bed in a few minutes. Why don't you fill me in on the travel arrangements." Rick sat down again and I reclaimed his lap. He fondled me as Dan talked.

"We fly to Mexico a week from Sunday. Hopefully that'll give you enough time to get things organized on your end."

"That should be plenty of time," I said. 

"You'll need to spend a couple of days here in Boston. Long enough for us to shop and get you properly outfitted so you can play the part of my executive wife. I'll send you a ticket so you'll arrive on Thursday afternoon. That way, we'll have Friday and Saturday to get ready for our Sunday departure. Does that work for you?"

"That's perfect," I said. "I'll be there."

Rick and I gathered up my clothes. Taking our wine along, we went upstairs where I showed him just how much I appreciated his generosity. 

We were sipping the last of our wine, enjoying our afterglow, when he said, "The timing couldn't be better. I'm going to be busy as hell these next few weeks. The company is introducing a new product line and I'm responsible for making sure the software is up and running for the introduction. So, between work and taking care of the kids, I won't have time to think about you and your stud screwing each other's brains out in a tropical paradise."

"You poor neglected dear. Who's going to help you with child care while you're working those long, long hours?"

He grinned at me. "Let's see. I'll bet I can get the K girls to help and maybe Dee Dee."

"What I'm hearing is that you're planning to screw the baby sitters while I'm gone."

He laughed. "It could happen," he said, kissing me. We turned out the lights and went to sleep.

My roundtrip ticket--first class, no less--arrived by UPS in a couple of days, tangible proof that my upcoming adventure wasn't a dream. 

At first I agonized over what to take to Boston, but after considering that Dan had promised me a new wardrobe there didn't seem much point in taking anything but a carry-on. 

My hot, red dress was definitely going along. I had a number of fond memories linked to that garment. The last time I'd taken it off for a lover was the night Jerry screwed me--definitely a memorable occasion. Dan had removed it on that first amazing night in Boston when Rick and I had flown there to meet my lovers. That gown was my good luck piece when it came to getting laid. 

I planned to wear it on the plane because I remembered how Dan had practically tripped over his tongue when he saw me in it for the first time. I hoped that the dress would be good for an encore. Beyond that, I didn't take much except for personal stuff like lingerie, shampoo, sunscreen, and makeup. Dan had made it sound like he'd take care of everything I'd need.

By the time Thursday finally arrived, I was a ball of nervous anticipation and I had plenty to fret about. A front was coming our way--more damned sleet the weather man said. If it was bad enough, that could keep the plane from flying. I was also apprehensive about what my role as Dan's counterfeit wife might entail. Could I play the part? Last, but certainly not least, I was totally anxious to see my lover. 

Bless his heart, Rick took time off from work and drove me to the airport. After I checked in and we shared a quick lunch, he walked me to the security gate where we said goodbye, hugging and kissing one another like I was going to be gone for a month.

I went through security still hearing Rick's final admonition to have a good time--what a wonderful husband. 

Getting on the plane first was a new experience for me. Before the coach passengers boarded, the attendant took drink orders and I asked for a glass of red wine. Stretched out in my roomy, first-class, window-seat, I watched the coach people wrestle their carry-ons and kids into the cabin just like I had always done. I decided that I liked this a lot better. 

After reaching our cruising altitude, I had a second glass and that helped calm my nerves. I was on my way to be with Dan and I'd soon be in his arms. 

Anticipating sex is one of my favorite things, perhaps the strongest motivator for me to continue pursuing this lifestyle I've discovered. Sometimes I think I'm addicted to that twitchy feeling I get throughout my lower body whenever I can look forward to having intercourse with an eager lover. It gives me such a thrill when I imagine what I'm going to do to make my guy come into heat. Sometimes I can almost feel his body against mine. 

Those sensations were rippling through me big time when I thought about Dan and the pleasure that lay ahead. So, I was happy when the stewardess passed out a video gadget that I played with to calm myself down. Another glass of wine helped too. She served snacks and quite a nice lunch that I barely touched.

Then it was time to land and we touched down smoothly--right on time. There was snow on the ground, definitely an improvement over freezing rain and slush.

After I got off the plane, I hurried along toward the baggage claim. We'd agreed to meet there before I decided to just take a carry-on. As soon as I passed through the security exit I saw Dan waiting for me and moments later I was in his arms. We kissed and then kissed some more. When we came up for air, I opened my coat to show him what I was wearing. His eyes widened. 

"God, Beth. Isn't that the same dress I helped take off of you when you and Rick came to Boston?"

"Very good, Sherlock. This time you'll have to do the job all by yourself."

"Oh, I think I'll be up to the task," he said, patting me on the butt. He took my bag and led the way to the covered garage. Thank goodness, I didn't have to wade through several inches of snow in my red, stiletto heels. 

Dan had a new Porsche Cayenne, a red one, and I kidded him that he'd gotten it to match my outfit. "Yeah," he said with a crooked grin. "Red turns me on." I got his drift and opened my coat again. 

"See what I mean," he said, eyeing me. I looked down and his pants were tented. Stepping into his embrace I pressed myself against him and felt his delightful hard-on against my belly. 

"God, Beth. Take it easy. You'll have me coming in my pants."

"Well, that will never do," I said, kissing him and backing off. "I have much better places for you to make your deposit."

"And I'm looking forward to trying them all." 

He drove carefully. The outside temperature read-out in the car was stuck on twenty-seven degrees. Boston was beautiful--a winter wonderland. A few flakes drifted down as Dan's warm and cosy chariot carried us safely to his lovely apartment. I was a happy camper, wrapping myself in a comfy blanket of lustful anticipation, contemplating the pleasures that lay ahead of me, when Dan ripped it from me with one simple statement. 

"I have a girl living with me," he said. "Her name is Brandi. You'll meet her when we get to the apartment." I gasped and put a hand to my throat, trying to catch my breath. Seeing how upset this unexpected piece of news had made me, he hurriedly continued. "Don't worry, Beth. This doesn't change anything between us. We can do whatever we want. She thinks that she and I are an item, but she's wrong. She's just 'a little gadget I screw in the bed.'" 

He squeezed my knee and grinned. I'd gotten his lame joke, but I wasn't impressed. This must be the same bitch that caused Kate and Kelli to move out. At first I didn't know what to do. Should I get back on the plane and go home? I didn't like that idea one bit. Giving up my lover, a tropical vacation, and a new wardrobe, I couldn't see the sense of that. I'd come this far so I decided to just be cool and figure out a way to deal with this shitty situation. Then he proceeded to make it worse.

"We might even have some fun with her."

"Yeah, right. Tell me. How old is she?"

"She's almost nineteen."

"Shit, Dan. You're inviting me to go to bed with a fucking teenager. I'm middle-aged for god's sake. You do this kind of shit and that makes women like me crazy. Hell, even though they both love you, Kate and Kelli bailed on you. Now you expect me to put up with this. I don't like it one damn bit. I don't want you comparing me to your young stuff."

"Don't be silly, Beth. You're beautiful and sophisticated, not to mention, the best lover I've ever had. Brandi is nothing more than a pretty little slut who keeps my bed warm."

"Where did you find this female appliance?"

"I picked her up at the same club where I met Kelli--it's a good place to shop for pussy." I pointedly removed his hand from my thigh. 

"She's a topless dancer with a bad tit-job and ambitions of becoming a model. She's typical, like hundreds of other girls. Long, bleached-blonde hair and skinny hips. The bitch is a bony ride."

"If you think so little of her, why the hell is she living with you?"

"I've been working night and day for the past six months to secure this promotion and haven't had time to look around, or date, or anything. Having Brandi handy is better than jerking off."

I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing. This was vintage Dan--handy Brandi, huh. He was just using this poor little girl. I decided not to let her ruin this for me. I was here to have fun and that was what I planned to do.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"You," I said, putting my hand on the front of his pants. "You treat your women like we're packages of snack cakes from a convenience store. You just keep us on hand, opening us up for your enjoyment whenever you're ready."

He glanced at me, clearly puzzled. "You're not like that, Beth. I'd never take you for granted. You're witty, smart, and poised, a delight to be with. Not only that, but you're terrific in bed, and also good to talk to, plus you're not afraid to tell it like it is." He grinned. "Like you just did. In short, I've never met a another woman like you and that's probably a good thing because, if I had I would've married her and undoubtedly screwed that up too like I did my first two marriages."

"That's sweet," I said. "I mean all those nice things you said and also the part about marrying someone like me. Don't be so hard on yourself. Keep looking. You'll find the right girl some day."

"See what I mean about you being special. You've made me feel good with just a few words. I'm really looking forward to being your doting husband for the next ten days."

"Me too, lover," I said and kissed him on the cheek.

"Honey, get ready because I'm going to spoil the shit out of you."

We pulled into the garage and parked in his reserved stall. He got my bag and we rode up in the elevator to the top floor. He opened the door and there was Brandi all smiles as she tried to kiss Dan. He turned his head aside so her lips just brushed his cheek. 

Wrapping a possessive arm around his waist, she said, "You must be Beth. "Danny's told me so much about you that I feel like we're almost sisters." She giggled. "Sisters that share everything, that is."

"You're right. I am the Beth you've heard about," I said, seeing Dan roll his eyes as he took my coat. "Strange that you should mention sharing. I've got a sister and she's already shared Dan with me."

The smile disappeared from her face and the look of despair that replaced it made me feel sorry for her in spite of myself. Shit, I couldn't even gloat over smacking her down. 

"I'm sure we'll become good friends," I said. "After all, we both love Dan and want him to be happy."

Brandi was smiling again as she led the way into the living room. The gas fireplace was casting welcome warmth and light into the room. 

"That's a beautiful dress," she said. "Red is very becoming on you." I tried to detect a hidden dig, but she seemed sincere. Maybe this wasn't going to be as ghastly as I'd feared upon first meeting her. 

"We have time for a drink before we go to dinner," Dan said. "I thought the Italian place up the block would be fun." He glanced down at my shoes. 

"I have some flats in my bag," I said. "I can change into them."

"Just for the walk there," Dan said. "I want you to wear those heels at dinner. I love seeing you in those 'catch me, fuck me' specials."

I laughed. "No problem. I'll take them along. As I remember, this place isn't all that fancy. Won't we be overdressed?"

"Don't worry. We'll make it a special occasion--our reunion. You and I will be fine wearing what we've got on and Brandi will put on something nicer than those jeans. Why don't you go and change, sweetie, while I fix us all a Margarita."

She went into the bedroom and I took the opportunity to give Dan a serious kiss. As our tongues got re-acquainted, I put my hand on the front of his slacks and felt him grow. We broke our kiss and leaned back in one another's arms, pressing our hips together.

"Shit, Beth. You're just as hot as I remember. This is going to be an exciting trip."

He slid his hands down and cupped my ass. I kissed him again, little butterfly kisses, as I said, "I love to have you touch me and before this adventure is over I want your fingerprints on every square inch of my body."

"Honey, I'll play you like a piano. Now about that drink--it is a Margarita, isn't it?"

"You remembered correctly. Blended please."

We were grinning at each other like fools while I climbed on a stool at the bar and watched him fix our drinks. He poured three drinks into wide, short-stemmed glasses with salt on the rim and handed me one. We clinked glasses. 

"Here's to a dynamite vacation," he said and we drank. "By the way, Brandi has some sort of audition or something in New York this weekend, so she'll be out of the picture after tonight."

"That's excellent," I said. "I'll have you all to myself and we can screw ourselves silly. We've got a lot of catching up to do."

Brandi returned dressed in a short, black, cocktail dress that highlighted her cleavage and her dancer's legs. I grudgingly admitted to myself that she looked pretty good. But, what the hell, the little bitch was eighteen. Even homely people look good at that age. She picked up her drink and raised it to me. We drank, eyeing one another over the rim of our glasses.

"You look very pretty," I said. "That gown really flatters you. I can see why you and Dan are an item."

It was like the sun coming out. She smiled widely and said, "Thank you, Beth. That was a nice thing to say. I was kind of intimidated by you at first. You're so beautiful that I was worried about you and my Danny, but I felt better after I remembered that he said you two aren't romantically involved, just friends with business interests in common." She smiled warmly. Getting along with Brandi was getting easier by the minute. Not only was she gullible, the girl was about as deep as a pizza pan.

I looked at Dan and we both had trouble suppressing our grins. Business, huh. God knows what hoo-haw he'd told her. I thanked her for the compliment and then held up my left hand. 

"I'm sure you've noticed my rings." She nodded. "I'm happily married to a wonderful guy. He and Dan are good friends and he approves of our relationship--he trusts us both to just have fun." I winked at Dan, Rick trusted us all right, he trusted us to screw each other's brains out.

"I hope I can marry a man like that some day," she said, giving Dan a wide smile.

The m-word got his attention. He drained his glass and stood up. "Time to head out. We all need to get an early start tomorrow. So, no late night stuff." I drank up and changed shoes. Dan insisted on carrying my heels and I raised my eyebrows at him. He smiled. Just what did he mean when he said he loved them? I was happy that I'd brought my warm coat because the temperature had dipped.

The restaurant was welcoming, cosy and warm, filled with good smells. The cold weather must have discouraged people because it was less than half-full. The waiter seated us in a corner booth and before Dan slid in to sit between us ladies he made quite a production of changing my shoes, even caressing my feet when slipping on my heels. For a moment or two, I thought he might kiss my instep, but he didn't go that far. Holding my foot, he looked up at me and said, "God, Beth. Even your feet are beautiful."




Beth's Awakening Ch. 11



Chapter Eleven; Beth's Excellent Vacation

I awoke before the alarm sounded and glanced at it. I was happy to see that I still had a half-hour before it was set to go off. I turned over and cuddled up to the solid, warm presence of Dan. Such a nice way to come awake--my naked body pressed against my lover. I stroked his bare torso as my usual morning passion began to take possession of me. He stirred under my touch. Rolling over to face me, he murmured, "God, is it time already?"

"Almost, lover. We have a few minutes yet--plenty of time for a quick piece." We'd missed that when we went to bed. Dan had gotten a quick blow-job that I gave him while Rick was on the phone, but after we hung up we were both so tired we went to sleep without any more loving. I wanted some Danny dick.

Dan kissed me and put a hand on my breast. "I'll bet you're going to make me an offer I can't refuse."

"Something like that," I said, kissing him and licking his stubbly cheek. I reached under the covers and found what I was looking for--a nice stiff cock. "I'll do the work. You just lie there and enjoy yourself."

I pulled the covers back and went down on him to get him wet. Then I mounted up, impaling myself on his wonderful dick, once again taking delight in the sensations that rocketed through my groin. 

When he was all the way in me, I lay down on him and we kissed for a long moment before I raised my torso and braced my hands on his chest. I began to move my hips picking up speed while I enjoyed feeling his big hands on my ass holding me tight as I fucked him. After a few minutes, I reached a climax and my excitement carried him along with me. He was still ejaculating in me when the alarm went off.

"Shit," he said. "Can you get that?"

I reached over and tapped the snooze button, but our loving moment was history. 

"That was definitely a quickie," I said. "But it was quite satisfying for me. In any case, it'll have to hold us until tonight." He laughed and gave my butt a playful slap.

"Let's go get a shower. That limo will be here in an hour and I want my coffee before we have to wrestle all our bags downstairs." I'd fixed the pot before we went to bed, so all I had to do was push the button. After carefully donning a shower cap to make sure my new hairdo was protected, I joined him in the shower.

"God, Beth. You look so sweet," he said, cupping a tit. "That cap makes you look like you're about twenty."

"No kidding. Maybe I've just discovered an alternative to plastic surgery."

He laughed and we proceeded to wash one another. When I did his private parts, he began to harden. I looked up at him, inquiringly. He smiled and shook his head.

"Thanks for the thought," he said, touching my cheek. "But I'll save myself for our first night in a tropical paradise. I want to do my part to make sure it's a paradise in all respects."

"I'll hold you to that," I said, giving his cock a squeeze. He laughed and we got out, dried off, and got dressed to travel.

I'd selected a pair of white slacks that were quite close-fitting, but comfortable. My top was a lightweight, cream-colored cashmere sweater with a scoop neckline. Hopefully, it would keep me warm in the winter weather outside, but still be light enough that I wouldn't pit out after we landed. One of my fancy new bras really enhanced my cleavage and Dan whistled when he saw me.

"Holy shit, Beth. That is one hot outfit. We'll be able to pick out the pussy hounds right off. They'll be the ones hanging close to you hoping to tap some of that cute ass of yours."

"That doesn't bother me as long as I don't look cheap. I don't, do I?"

"Hell, no. You look positively elegant--the epitome of an executive wife."

Dan was wearing light tan slacks, a navy-blue, open-necked shirt with a collar and a light blue blazer.

"Could you get me a cup of coffee, honey?" I asked.

"Sure," he said and left the bedroom. 

I finished my face then began putting on my new jewelry. I inserted diamond studs and dangly diamonds in my earlobes, slipped my new watch and diamond tennis bracelet on my wrists, and fastened a silver chain with a three-diamond dangle that nestled in the top of my cleavage around my neck. 

Finally, I picked up the the ring box opened it and placed it on the dressing table. Before going to sleep last night, I had changed back to my own rings. I'm not sure just why I did that. I remember thinking that the new set would be safer in its box, but in the light of day I wondered if that was the real reason. 

I pulled my rings off and set them to one side realizing as I did so that I definitely had misgivings. I so rarely took them off that my finger felt empty--both physically and emotionally. First, I removed the wedding band from its box and set it carefully on the vanity. Next, I picked up the stunning engagement ring. Before I could do anymore amateur psychoananlysis, I quickly pushed the two rings onto my left ringfinger. 

I got up and looked in the mirror, but the woman looking back at me wasn't the old Beth. My makeover--transformation actually--had been amazingly successful. From my new hairdo, glittering jewelry, and stylish clothes, to the Jimmy Choos on my feet, I looked the part that I was to play. 

The deed was done, I was now Dan's counterfeit wife until the moment I reclaimed my own wedding set after we returned from the retreat. I put my rings in the box, closed it with a snap, and called Dan. He came in carrying a cup, and after putting it on the dressing table, stood behind me. I caught his eye in the big mirrors and held up my left hand. He smiled and nodded.

"Here's your cup of coffee--black, just the way you like it," he said as our eyes locked.

"Thank you, darling. Do you have a place to keep these safe?" I asked, handing him the ring box.

"You bet," he said, taking it from me. "I'll put them in my lockbox. They'll be safe and sound there, ready for when it's time for you to go back home to your Rick."

My god. The man could see inside my head. He understood how emotionally laden this simple act was for me. 

When he returned, he noticed that I'd missed fastening the clasp on the necklace. And after he fixed that, I stood up and stepped back from the dressing table striking a pose in front of the magic mirrors.

"Do you like?"

"God, Beth. Just looking at you is a treat. Let me turn up the lights so I can admire my gorgeous, new wife."

He did and when he stood next to me what I saw was very encouraging. We were a damned good-looking couple. 

"Touch me, you handsome man," I said. "Put your hand on me in that special way." He did and I put my hand over his as he cupped my sex. 

"I'm ready to go, lover" I said, kissing him gently. "It's showtime."

We shared a Danish with a second cup of coffee then trundled our luggage into the elevator. Getting it all downstairs to the entry alcove took to two trips and I silently thanked the person who thought of putting wheels on suitcases.

Back upstairs, Dan watched out the window as we drank a last sip of coffee. "Here's the luggage van," he announced. "You wait here. I'll go down and let them in." 

When he returned, he said, "The van driver said the limo is about five minutes behind him, so gather up your things and we'll wait downstairs." He helped me with my coat then went around turning out the lights. He locked the door and we picked up our carry-ons and rode the elevator to the street level.

We'd barely gotten there when a long, white limo stopped in front of the door and the uniformed driver hurried to greet us.

"Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Devereaux," he said, opening the door. "Best get inside. It's cold out here." I climbed in first and seated myself across from a smiling couple. From Dan's description I recognized Vernon and Felicia. We said good morning as Dan settled in beside me.

"This is my last stop, so you folks settle back and relax. There's coffee in the carafe. Please help yourselves to Champagne and orange juice they're in the fridge." He closed the door and Dan made the introductions. 

After we'd shaken hands, Dan asked, "Anyone for a Mimosa?" We all said yes, so Dan poured and handed out the glasses. We toasted each other then sipped our drinks. 

I could see why Dan was taken with Felicia. Not only was she beautiful, she was exotic. Her oval face, almond-shaped eyes, and mocha coloring were an astonishingly attractive combination. A vision of how she'd look covered by Dan darted through my mind and one of my lust worms stirred in my abdomen--no butterflies yet, but this was just the beginning.

"This is so exciting," Felicia said, her brown eyes sparkling. I noticed gold flecks in them--how perfect was that. "Almost like a fairy-tale. Can you believe this. The last time I was in a limo was my high school graduation." She took a sip of her drink, beamed at me, and my heart melted. This girl was saying the things I was feeling.

"This is wonderful," I said. "We're going to have so much fun." I glanced at Dan. He and Vernon were talking about basketball and getting along great. Smiling at Felicia, I held up my glass.

"Here's to us," I said and we drank. She was so open and friendly that sharing accomodations with Felicia wasn't going to be hard. I suspected we'd be well on the way to becoming friends before the flight was over. 

We arrived at a separate building away from the main terminal. Another limo, a shiny black one, was parked in front and our driver pulled up behind it then came around to open our door.

He gestured to a sleek, two-engine, jet aircraft parked close by the building. "That's your plane. You can wait inside," he said. "It's warm in there. After we load your luggage aboard, you'll be ready to leave. There's the van now. So go on in and make yourselves comfortable."

Felicia clmbed out of the limo and towered over me. Like me, she was wearing heels with her slacks and with them on she was nearly as tall as Dan. I guessed that she was about five foot ten, the same height as Claire. To make her even more alluring, Felicia's bust was definitely bigger than Claire's. 

Our driver held the terminal door open for us and out of the corner of my eye I saw Dan eyeing Felicia's shapely butt. If things worked out the way he wanted, he'd be getting a piece of this long-legged lady before our retreat was over. After seeing her, I wished him well. 

The door closed behind us and a tall slim man with a full head of snowy-white hair in an elegant, obviously expensive topcoat stepped toward us.

Dan turned to him and they shook hands followed by Vernon who did likewise.

"Nice to see you two," he said. "And these lovely ladies must belong to you." Right away, the hackles on the back of my neck rose--I wasn't any man's property. I took a deep breath. His remark had rankled me, but I mustn't overreact. I was here to support Dan and saying something stupid wasn't in my job description, so I smiled as Dan did the introductions. 

"CJ, this is Beth, my dear wife." Dan said. "Beth, CJ is our distinguished CEO." The man inspected me as we shook hands and I had the urge to hold out my hands so he could check my fingernails and make sure they were clean. His smile was warm, but his eyes were cold as he leaned forward and did the cheek-kiss thing with me. 

"I trust we'll have a chance to get very well acquainted this week," he murmured and it was "suspicions confirmed" time. Dan's analysis was right-on--this guy was a lecher. So what, I'd cope. 

An older woman, mid-to-late forties, I guessed came forward. A closer age estimate was impossible as I could see that she had definitely made the acquaintance of plastic surgeons. Parts of her were out of synch. Her high, pointed breasts and wrinkle-free neck belonged on a much younger woman, but her aging hands spoke the truth. 

She was impressive, though, with her shoulder-length, blonde hair in a sleek page boy, her slim hips, designer dress, and her jewelry. One look at her and I felt under-jewelled (is that a word?). She had rings on nearly every finger and these weren't costume stuff. A couple of necklaces, several bracelets on each wrist, and of course, her extravagant wedding set, completed her look. This gal was wearing a freaking jewelry store.

She extended a languid hand and I took it. "How lovely that you could join our annual retreat. I hope you and your handsome husband have a wonderful time." My, god. The two of them were a matched set.

My next introduction was to the CFO who looked astonishingly like that political guy, Karl Rove, but with more hair. He was kind of out-of-shape looking--a middle-aged Pillsbury Doughboy. Dan shook hands with him and introduced him as Ross. Shaking hands with Ross was like holding a dead fish--cold and clammy. He favored me with an ingratiating smile--a smirk, actually. "I could tell, CJ really likes you," he said, blinking his watery blue eyes.

His wife, whose name was Sophia, was a total surprise. How had this schmuck married such a stunning woman? She spoke with a slight foreign accent when we exchanged greetings, but her English was excellent. She had a model's figure and appeared to be about my age and height. Dan perked right up when he did the cheek-kiss thing with her and I didn't need a crystal ball to see into his lecherous mind.

We stood in the reception area chatting. I looked at the two chief executives and considered the possibility of having sex with either or both of them--definitely not the most attractive prospect, but I had signed on to be Dan's wife and, if hitting the hay with these two turned out to be part of the deal, I'd do it for Dan. Vernon was a different matter. Hell, I'd go down for that guy in a heartbeat.

A most attractive woman in a long, dark-blue trenchcoat opened the door and said, "My name is Regina. I'll be your cabin attendant for our trip. We're ready to board now. Follow me please."

We did and climbed the short stairway into the sleek little jet. Seating consisted of two groupings of comfy-looking chairs plus a sofa near the entrance, all upholstered in off-white leather. The groups were separate, each with four chairs, two on either side of the aisle, facing each other. The cabin lights were up, highlighting polished wood trim and a handsome carpet. This aircraft resembled a commercial carrier about as much as a gold finch is like a vulture. They both have wings and fly--that's about it. I was pretty much flabbergasted and hoped my mouth wasn't hanging open.

Regina took our coats as we entered. Dan and I selected seats on one side, facing one another. Vernon and Felicia were across the aisle and we made a cosy foursome. The big guns were seated in the rear of the plane in a similar arrangement.

After we were all settled, Regina, who had shed her coat to reveal an atypical uniform--a halter top and boyshorts that set off her excellent figure--said, "Welcome aboard. I'll be serving breakfast when we reach our cruising altitude." She handed out menus as she asked, "Is everyone comfortable?" We all murmured our happiness. "Would anyone care for a champagne cocktail or a Mimosa while the pilots finish their preflight routines and get clearance for our departure?"

"Why don't you bring us all a Mimosa," CJ said. "Ross and I need to toast our new associates and their lovely wives and celebrate yet another relaxing and productive executive retreat."

We all got our drinks and CJ launched into this harangue about fellowship and mutual respect and a bunch of other verbal salad. When he concluded, I drained my glass and smiled at Regina. 

"Another?" she asked and I nodded.

While sipping what was my third Mimosa this morning on an empty stomach, I decided that being half-buzzed was not a bad thing if one had to listen to a boring shit like CJ. 

The cockpit door opened and another woman dressed in a pilot's uniform stepped out and said, "My name is Cheryl and I'm your first officer. On behalf of Carol, our pilot, and myself, I'd like to welcome you aboard. We are about to get underway on our direct flight to the Cancun airport. We'll be in the air for about four hours so sit back and enjoy the trip. Regina, please prepare the cabin for takeoff."

Regina picked up our glasses and re-stored the handsome wood table that she had folded out of the bulkhead between us. When I asked, Dan said it was rosewood. All I know is that it was gorgeous with a beautiful grain and dark patina.

After we buckled our seatbelts, Cheryl and Carol (I loved saying that to myself) fired up the engines and we were on our way. That little plane turned out to be a freaking rocket, virtually leaping off the ground, hurtling into the air and climbing steeply to forty-five thousand feet. I learned later that private jets routinely fly above the commercial lanes to avoid traffic and air turbulence. 

We leveled off and Regina came through the cabin taking drink orders. Dan raised hs eyebrows at me when I ordered a fourth Mimosa. After serving us, she busied herself in the galley which was located forward across from the sofa then started to set our tables. I was awestruck all over again. 

First came snowy, linen tablecloths and napkins with the company logo, followed by fine china and sterling-silver utensils (no plastic knives here). Of course, both china and silver were monogrammed. 

My cute little menu with a picture of the plane on the front informed me that I had my choice of a Ham and Cheddar Quiche or Eggs Benedict. I chose the latter.

Regina was amazing. She served the eight of us flawlessly. Delivering fruit cups, cranberry muffins, our chosen entrees, quite wonderful coffee, and best of all, more delicious champagne. 

I was in hog heaven. I kicked off my shoes and played footsie with Dan, my affection for him overflowed, growing stronger with every sip of wine. What a wonderful man he was, taking me along on this marvelous trip and I owed him big. Hell, I'd give that toad, Ross, a blowjob in the bathroom if Dan asked me to.

Breakfast arrived in the nick of time--I needed a blotter. It was delicious and I enjoyed every bite. Perhaps I looked as pleased as I felt because Dan kept looking at me and smiling. I looked across the aisle and Vernon and Felicia smiled at me too. 

After the breakfast service was cleared away, Regina handed out individual CD/DVD players and they were very cool. I fooled around with mine until she gave me an even better toy--a control box she said was for something called the Airshow 400. She showed me how to work it and a screen at the front of the aircraft lit up, showing a map with a plane flying over it, our position on the track from Boston to Cancun. Every now and then, the screen changed to display our speed, altitude, and outside temperature. I thought the cold in Boston was noteworthy, but it was nothing compared to the temp at this altitude--minus sixty-seven degrees outside. That's some serious chill.

Dan and I chatted with our neighbors, both of us interested in getting to know them. After all, we were going to be roomies, so to speak, for the upcoming week. They turned out to be a happy and outgoing couple smiling and laughing as we talked about the week ahead. 

My Mimosas and coffee were coming through, so I headed back to the restroom in the rear. After taking care of business in the roomy and sumptuously appointed toilet, I stopped to chat with the Chiefs and their ladies. CJ asked how I liked their jet and I was apparently enthusiastic enough with my praise because they all laughed and applauded when I stopped for breath. CJ managed to touch my hip while we talked.

When I returned forward, I discovered Dan, Vernon, and Felicia sitting on the sofa with her between them and all three of them sipping Margaritas. Oh, my. Only my very favorite drink. Breakfast had lessened my buzz, so I decided to join them.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 11



"Where's mine?" I asked and had barely gotten the words out when the amazing Regina handed me a glassful of blended delight with salt encrusting the rim.

"Your husband predicted you'd want one of these."

"He's always right you know," I said and Dan came close to choking on his drink.

"Now I need a place to sit."

"How about here?" Vernon said, patting his lanky knee.

What an excellent suggestion. I parked my butt on him and the four of us laughed and joked. Dan and Felicia gradually drew closer together, definitely some chemistry happening there. Vernon's hands were getting restless and they periodically visited my hips and waist, those wicked Margaritas were working their magic. Regina kept us well supplied in between taking drinks to the Chiefs and their wives.

Then it was time for lunch and she set up our tables again, placing fresh linen, silver and glassware on them before handing out new menus. This one featured a tropical beach scene. 

Reluctantly, I got up from Vernon's lap, but not before squirming my butt on him, eliciting answering pressure from his nice stiffy. Playfully, I kissed him on the cheek and said, "How would you like to sit with me at lunch?"

"That would be my pleasure," he said. 

"Do you mind, Felicia?" I asked.

"Of course not," she said. "That's an excellent way to get better acquainted." Ah, yes, I said to myself, taking Vernon's hand and pulling him up--the game progresses. 

Felicia and I traded places, so we were seated opposite each other's husband. Regina draped napkins in our laps while Vernon and I looked at our menu choices which were Lobster Newburg with Saffron Rice or Prime Rib and Garlic Mashed Potatoes. 

"What are you having?" I asked Vernon.

"That prime rib looks pretty inviting."

"Oh, good," I said. "That appeals to me too, but I didn't want to be the only one with garlic breath."

"We can breathe on each other all we want then," he said with a smile. 

For starters we enjoyed Mesclun salads with Bleu Cheese dressing and when we finished Regina brought our entrees. Mine was perfect, done the way I like it, on the rare side of medium. Since Dan and Felicia had ordered prime rib too, garlic breath wasn't going to be a problem for any of us. 

Regina arrived with wine glasses and poured a red. Thanks to Claire's back-up husband, David, the wine connoisseur, I recognized the label. This wine, a rich, red Cabernet Sauvignon was from a boutique winery in the Napa valley and sold for $400 to $600 a bottle depending on the vintage. The four of us drank two bottles as we ate and chatted. Felicia didn't seem to mind me flirting with her husband. Shit, she was doing the same with mine. Dan sure as hell wasn't complaining.

Lunch ended with a Mango Tart--I've always thought of mangoes as peaches on steroids--accompanied by an Ice Wine from Canada's Okanagan District. I'd only tasted this delightful dessert wine once before, but still recalled the explosion of intense fruit taste on my tongue. I sipped and it was like meeting an old friend. A cup of coffee followed the perfect finish to a superb lunch.

Felicia reached across the aisle and I took her hand. "Your husband is a charmer," she said. "Thank you for sharing him with me." 

"Your Vernon is a delight. I enjoyed my lunch with him." During the meal I had learned that he and Felicia had been married four years with no kids. He was a graduate of Duke University where he'd played varsity basketball. After graduation he stayed on as a teaching assistant and met Felicia who was his former student. After their marriage, he went looking for a better-paying job and found this one.

"In my wildest dreams," he said, "I never imagined me, a kid from Detroit, winding up on a private jet, flying off for a luxury vacation, and sharing lunch with a beautiful woman like you." He was very nice to talk to, so nice in fact, that I damned near slipped and and told him how much I wanted to jump his bones, but caught myself in time.

Dan and I exchanged smiles. "I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am," he said.

"God, yes, lover. This is a dream come true--a fitting payoff for all your hard work."

Regina told us we had about an hour to go before landing. "Would you mind if I closed my eyes for a bit?" I asked Vernon. "All that delicious wine has made sleepy."

"I don't mind at all. I'll join you. After all, we're headed for the Land of Siesta, so we'll just be getting a headstart."

I laughed and when I lowered my seatback a footrest popped up. I fell asleep immediately. I awoke when Regina made an announcement that we would be landing in about ten minutes. All four of us had apparently dozed off. I was still groggy when Regina appeared and handed out hot, moist, linen hand towels--monogrammed of course. After applying that restorative to my face and hands, I was ready for the next chapter in our adventure.

We buckled up, Carol and Cheryl put the plane into a steep descent and guided us to a silky-smooth landing at Cancun. I looked out the window and saw real, wild, palm trees, the first I'd ever laid eyes on. They were a perfect addition to the dreamlike quality of the trip.

We were met by a small Mercedes bus that had seats for twelve. As we were gathering up our carry-ons and leaving the plane, Regina was there to bid us farewell, on impulse, I gave her one of those cheek-kisses that seemed so popular with these folks and thanked her.

"It was a pleasure serving someone who so obviously enjoys herself," she said. "I hope you have a great vacation." 

When I stepped off the plane, I was met by a blast of heat. Despite its light weight my cashmere sweater which had felt so cosy in Boston was a big liability here. Just the few steps between the air-conditioned plane to the air-conditioned bus were enough to pit me out.

We took our seats and mine was alongside Vernon across from Dan and Felicia. It appeared we were well on the way to forming a compatible foursome. Just how far would our relationship go? I felt sure we'd have the answer to that question before week's end. 

The bus cooled down quickly and I was comfortable once again as we headed for the resort. Twenty minutes later after driving through exotic, jungle scenery along the way we turned into a narrow lane. When we reached its end a clearing opened up. Just above a sweeping white-sand beach and bordering on an impossibly blue sea was a row of spotless white buildings with thatched roofs. Tall palm trees with their fronds swaying in the breeze were the final proof that I had indeed arrived in paradise. I'm sure my mouth was hanging open as we pulled up in front of the reception area.

Somehow, capable Regina had gotten there before us. She and an older Hispanic woman welcomed us, passing out chilled glasses of champagne. The older lady explained in perfect English that our card keys were all we'd need while we were there--no cash was necessary--not even for tipping. 

Regina passed out the keys and promising that our luggage would arrive soon directed us toward our rooms. The four of us set out to find our Passion Suite for Four. The journey wasn't long or hard. After a few steps down a path, Dan stopped in front of a door put his card key in the slot and opened it.

Whatever lingering doubts I may have had fled--this truly was paradise! We entered a cool, immaculate suite decorated with white furniture and eye-catching art set off by dark wood trim around doors and windows. Felicia and I turned to each other and hugged while the guys high-fived one another.

"Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the executive life-stye," Dan said. Felicia and I explored and discovered that not only were we sharing a large living area, we also had a four-person jacuzzi tub and a generous terrace opening onto the beach. 

Two king-sized beds were in alcoves on either side of the living room, out of direct view from one another with four posts and an overhead frame with curtains, but no doors. Felicia looked at me quizzically. I smiled and shrugged. 

"At least we have curtains."

She laughed. "No wonder these are called 'Passion Suites'." 

We did have separate bathrooms with showers and these had doors. From my experience, after we'd shared an intimate adventure or two I'd be surprised if we bothered to close them. Judging from Felicia's positive response to our accommodations the chances for those adventures actually happening had taken a giant step forward. 

Felicia and I discovered a bucket with a chilled bottle of champagne and four glasses on the table. The perfect way to settle in while waiting for our luggage, but we needed a man to open it.

"Where did they go?" I asked.

"They're out on the terrace looking at something."

We opened a slider and stepped out onto our beach-level terrace mere steps from the ocean. 

"Get a load of this one." I heard Dan say to Vernon as we stepped outside. No surprise--they were watching women. But the girl sauntering past, a statuesque blonde, who turned her head and smiled at them when she heard their remark was beautiful and she was stark naked.

Felicia gasped putting her hands to her cheeks. "My goodness, did you see her?"

"How could I have missed," I said. "I guess this is what 'clothing optional' is all about. It looks to me like we're going to have to help our guys return to earth," I said. 

"Hey, you two. Put your tongues back in your mouths and give us a hand with this," I said, handing Vernon the champagne bottle and a towel.

He actually looked a bit sheepish to be caught ogling the naked girl. But not Dan who smiled at me and said, "This could get very interesting."

We sat on our terrace and sipped champagne from crystal flutes. I was pleased to discover that when I was in the shade and sitting still the heat was bearable, but I was still anxious to change into something cooler so when our doorbell rang I hurried to the door.

When I opened it Regina was there. Smiling at me she said, "Your luggage is here, Beth." Behind her were two men in flowered shirts with nametags pushing an overloaded luggage cart. "Where would you like the dark cases to go?"

"I don't think it much matters. Go ahead and have the guys put them in that bedroom," I said, gesturing toward my right. Regina spoke to the men in Spanish and they efficiently unloaded the cart placed the luggage and vanished.

"I have a message from CJ. He wants the four of you to meet them in the cocktail lounge at Il Piacere at seven pm with dinner to follow. In case you haven't had a chance to read the resort brochure, attire for that venue is dresses or slacks for the ladies and coats for the men." She smiled, her eyes conveying meaning beyond her words, and said, "Trust me. You'll enjoy the restaurant. It's ever so elegant and the food is spectacular. Enjoy your evening." We did the cheek-kiss thing and she left.

So, Regina had delivered our marching orders for this evening. What the hell, CJ was paying the bills and if he wanted us to have dinner with him--we'd have dinner. I told the others about the arrangements and my suspicion that the invitation was a command performance.

"Let's not get our panties in a wad worrying about whether or not we're being ordered around," Dan said. "This whole event is a command performance and I intend to enjoy every minute we're here."

"I'm with you," Vernon said and the two of them clinked their glasses.

"I want to put on my suit and go for a dip in the pool before I dress for dinner," Felicia said.

"That sounds wonderful to me," I said. "But before we do that I'd like to unpack." Dan joined me and we moved in for a week hanging some items and putting others in drawers. Our closet was so generous that all our suitcases fit in it as well. 

When I came across my bathing suits, Dan wanted me to wear one of my Victoria's string bikinis, but I begged off telling him that I wanted to save it for a special occasion. My other suits were revealing enough and the one I put on elicited a whistle from him.

"Shit, Beth. I don't need to watch naked babes on the beach when I've got you. You're gorgeous."

Vernon and Felicia joined us. She was beautiful in a brief turquoise suit, a flattering contrast to her tawny skin Vernon's trunks hinted at a very nice package that I was gettting increasingly anxious to check out in person. 

Dan wore his outrageous Speedo and Felicia's eyes widened as she noticed the front of his suit. He caught her looking, smiled at her and told her how nice she looked--she blushed.

Like the beach, the swimming pool was a few steps away located just above the beach adjoining an outdoor bar and lounge. Felicia caught my eye, then directed her glance at the people in and around the pool. I nodded. We were definitely overdressed. Fully half the women there were topless. Trying to act nonchalant, I stepped over to the pool sat on the edge and kicked my feet in the water. That was such a heavenly sensation that I quickly followed my feet with the rest of my body being careful not to get my hair wet. Felicia got in beside me.

"Man," she said. "This place is something else. I've never seen so many naked and half-naked people in one place at the same time in my entire life." She turned toward me and whispered, "Some of these guys are really good-looking. If what Vernon has told me about this place is true, we could have a very interesting week."

Our guys, obviously entranced by the titty-vision surrounding them, had roaming eyes. A waiter came by and asked if we wanted something from the bar, so Felicia and I ordered Margaritas. After getting wet, Dan and Vernon got out and sat at the bar drinking a beer and scoping out the ladies. When our drinks came we sipped them and luxuriated in the water. This seemed as good a time as any to sound Felicia out. What exactly did she know about this place and why we were here?

"You mentioned that Vernon has told you some things about the resort?"

She took another sip and signalled for another drink. "What he's told me is that it's kind of like a Disneyland for adults. He wants me to just let go and enjoy myself. I have a tendency to be shy when I'm surrounded by strangers." She giggled. "Especially if they're naked."

"Well, after the flight down here we're no longer strangers are we?"

She shook her head. "I feel really comfortable with you, Beth. Kind of like you're my sister."

"I feel the same way about you. Did it bother you having Vernon flirt with me?"

"I hadn't thought about it, but now that you mention it I didn't feel threatened or anything like that. I can see you and your husband are in love. My goodness. The way he looks at you. How about you? Does it bother you that I flirted with Dan on the plane?"

"Not in the slightest," I said, taking a sip. "I like to see him having fun. He feels the same way about me. What we have is what people refer to as an 'open' relationship."

"Oh, my," she said, taking a healthy swig of her drink. "Do you date other men then?"

"I've done that. The important thing is that I love my husband," I said, congratulating myself on not having to lie since I did love Rick, "and we share our lives, but at the same time I'm free to have other lovers."

"You're kidding! That must mean that Dan has other women too."

"What do you think? Just look at him checking out the ladies. Your husband's looking too."

"So he is. I must admit, I've been curious about how a thing like open marriage works."

"It works very well for us. Dan has a very strong sex drive and sometimes it's hard for me to keep up. I enjoy having a bit of help now and then to keep him satisfied."

"Vernon and I were pretty hot the first couple of years we were together. We had relations every day and sometimes more than once," she said, finishing her drink, "But, not any more and I miss that." We ordered another round. This was going so well that I wanted to press on a bit further.

"If you're open to it, this looks like a great place to explore your desires. The air reeks with pheromones. I leaned close and whispered. "In case you're interested Dan is a marvelous lover."

She blushed and took another sip. "Oh, Beth. I didn't mean to be so obvious. I am attracted to him--very much so. I don't have all that much experience, just a couple of guys before Vernon, but he can really ring my chimes. I think you'd have fun with him."

"I'd like that," I said and we "clinked" our plastic glasses, "but there's no pressure. Let's just see what develops."

"That's fine with me. By the way, Beth. Have you heard any rumors about our two lofty executives?"

"The ones about how they come down here and ball the new guys' wives?"

"My goodness," she said, blushing. "You don't beat around the bush do you?"

"Dan likes me to be plain-spoken and I try. The way CJ is eyeing us I'd say there's something like that in our near future. He's going to expect some sort of payment for treating us like royalty and I have a hunch that boinking you and me are what he has in mind."

"Oh, Beth. I'm not sure I can do that. I don't find either of them the slightest bit attractive." After she said that I filled her in on what Dan had told me about the executive with the Mormon wife and how he'd lost his job. She looked thoughtful. "I certainly wouldn't want that to happen to Vernon."

"Here's the way I look at this," I said. "I'm here to support Dan and further his career. If that means going to bed with either or both of the bigwigs, so be it. It's only sex--not love."

"I hear what you're saying and I want to help Vernon too," she said. "If you can do it, so can I." She smiled at me. "This is going to cost him though. My price is going to be one of those cute watches like you're wearing. Where did you get it?"

When I told her Nordstrom's, she nodded and took a sip. "I love that store." She finished her drink and we ordered another. 

"This is the last one for me," I said. "I don't want to be buzzed at dinner." We were quiet while we waited for our drink, but this conversation and the possibilities it had suggested awakened the worms of desire in my groin. I crossed my arms under my breasts and hugged myself, shivering a trifle in spite of the tropical heat. 

When the waiter brought our drinks we toasted each other. "I'll tell you a secret," Felicia said, taking a drink and leaning close. "Vernon has pestered me for the past couple of years about how much he'd like to see me with another man. Maybe this'll be his chance."

"How perfect that would be. He gets to watch his fantasy come to life and you get laid. That's a pretty good trade-off."

She giggled. "When you put it that way it makes sense. In addition to a new watch I'll get to have a new man. I like that." 

"I imagine the executives will ask us to come over to their place for drinks and use that opportunity to make their move," I said. "I'd be surprised if their wives aren't in on this scene too."

"Really. I hadn't considered that."

"Hey, girls. It's time to get ready for dinner," Dan said. Felicia and I finished our drinks climbed out of the pool and headed back to our suite.

Dan and I took a quick shower together and I got him up to speed on what Felicia and I had discussed in the pool. He really perked up when I told him that Vernon was hot to see her go down for another man.

"Really," he said, cocking his head at me. "You're a fast worker, sweetheart. This could turn out to be a very memorable vacation."

Just like everything I'd seen here so far, Il Piacere was stunning--clean, with modernistic decor, eye-catching art, and welcoming ambience. CJ, Ross and their wives were seated at a table for eight in the lounge area. 

I had put my hair up, partly to please Dan, he likes seeing my bare neck, but mostly to keep cool. The temperature hadn't gone down one whit after dark. 




Beth's Awakening Ch. 11



Felicia and I were a study in contrasts. I wore a dark, grey gown with a full, knee-length skirt, she, an off-white, form-fitting sheath-dress that flattered her figure and complexion. Our guys were in open-necked shirts with slacks and lightweight sport jackets. We traded compliments as we sat.

"We're having Martinis," CJ said. "They make a good one here." So all four of us ordered Martinis. We chatted for a few minutes until the hostess came to seat us. She and a waiter picked up our drinks on trays and showed us to a rectangular table. Lydia orchestrated our seating and she had a plan. When she finished assigning us our seats, CJ was at one end, Ross the other; Vernon was between Lydia on his right and Felicia who was on CJ's right. Dan was opposite Vernon with Sophia on his right and me on his left next to Ross--boy, girl--boy, girl--all around the table. 

CJ did another of his boring toast-things, but when waiters began setting us up for appetizers and champagne he was redeemed in my eyes. We finished our Martinis as they opened the wine and filled delicate flutes all around. 

Dan stood and proposed a toast of his own. "To the best damned company on the planet and the men who made it that way, CJ and Ross." We all drank as the two of them beamed at Dan like a favorite son.

"I've taken the liberty of ordering us all Ceviche' Cocktails," Lydia said. "They're a specialty down here. Are any of you fans of Ceviche'?" We shook our heads. "Well, you have a treat in store. These are made with local shrimp and scallops."

The appetizers came arranged attractively in elegant crystal goblets and when I tasted mine Lydia's stock went up in my mind. Even after I learned that the seafood had never been exposed to heat, courtesy of Ross, but merely marinated in lime juice it made no difference. A piquant, citrusy taste permeated the cocktail and complimented the flavors of the fresh seafood. I enjoyed every tasty morsel.

That was the beginning of a truly excellent meal. The menu was eclectic--everything from steak to vegetarian dishes, but each with an unusual accompaniment or garnish. My selection, a Sea Bass Filet with mango salsa and wild rice, was perfectly prepared and very tasty. CJ kept the wine flowing both red and white. 

I actually had an interesting conversation with Ross. In general terms, he confirmed the expansion plans for the company that Dan had mentioned back in Boston. Lydia was bending Vernon's ear and they were both smiling. Dan was chatting with Sophia while practically drooling into her generous cleavage. CJ was holding Felicia's hand on the table and they too were grinning at one another. We were a happy gathering. 

I passed on dessert and opted for coffee with Kahlua instead. Dan did the same then, in typical Dan fashion, he suddenly abandoned Sophia and focussed all his attention on me. I was confused at first, but then figured out what he was up to. He had promised me a night of passion in paradise, so he was going to honor his promise. The thought that I was going to get laid made me wet. We would be here for a week, so the seduction of Sophia could wait. He and I had a date. 

While we finished our coffees and Dan amused himself and me by charming the shit out of me, I noticed that Sophia was not looking happy. On top of that, CJ and Ross exchanged glances. Moments later, Ross got to his feet then he and Sophia left after saying their goodnights. Dan and I were the next to depart leaving CJ and Lydia alone with Felicia and Vernon.

When we returned to our suite Dan opened a bottle of chilled Pinot Grigio. Moonlight reflected off the water and streamed into our room. He kissed me then gestured around the suite and pointed to the moon. "Now this is what I call fucking romantic," he said, pouring the wine.

"Let's go sit on the terrace," I said, taking his hand, "and let that seductive moon work its magic. This has been an amazing day and I want to bring it to a dynamite finish by making crazy love with you."

"Me too," he said, picking up his glass and following me outside. 

I wished Rick were here to share this with me, but he wasn't. I'd just have to make do with the sound of gentle surf, a light breeze to keep me comfortable, and my favorite lover--not a bad compromise.

We kissed, and petted, and removed clothing until we were both naked, and very much in heat. We screwed on the terrace, we screwed on our bed, and we screwed on the living-room sofa. He took me in every position we could think of, and regardless of whether I was right side up or upside down, I had climax after climax.

We were changing from one location to another when it occured to me that Felicia and Vernon hadn't returned. Were they screwing around with CJ and Lydia? Then Dan put his magic tongue in me, setting off another round of fucking and I concentrated on enjoying his attention. Hearing about their adventures could wait until morning

We were lying on our bed catching our breath and drinking another glass of wine when Dan said, "I've fucked pretty much every part of you I can reach with my cock, but I still want some more of your sexy body. I wonder if there's anywhere I haven't put it yet."

"If there is, I don't know where that might be. If you think of something new, you're welcome to screw whatever part of me you want," I said, rolling over and kissing him. "Wanna do my tits? You like fucking them."

"Nah, we've done that. How about your armpits?" 

"My armpits--what about them?"

"Has anyone fucked them?"

I laughed. "No. My armpits are untouched--virginal in fact."

"Well, that has got to change. I have an idea how we can do this. Let's go back out on the terrace. There's a straight chair out there. If you sit in it with your legs on either side of the back, I can get behind you and slide my dick right in those sexy armpits of yours. Let me kiss them first," he said.

"I'm all sweaty," I warned him.

He laughed as he lifted my arms high. "I've never tasted a part of you that wasn't delicious," he said and began kissing and licking me under my arms. 

"God, you're tickling the hell out of me," I said, giggling, just before lust kicked in. Then having his mouth in my armpits became the prelude to one of the sexiest things we'd ever done. 

We stepped outside and I sat in the chair as he'd planned. "Let's begin with this side," he said, putting his cock under my right arm from behind. "If this works out it'll be like you having two pussies--a right one and a left one."

"This is definitely quirky," I said as he slid his dick back and forth. "I like it, but since I'm right-handed, I can't do a decent job of jerking you off with my left hand." He changed to my left pit and that was the answer--a perfect fit. I squeezed his excellent prick between my breast and upper arm while jerking him and giving him head as he moved his dick in our improvised pussy. He held my shoulders and thrust back and forth while I kept him nice and wet with my saliva.

"Fuck, Beth. This is terrific. We're going to have to go some to beat this." I didn't answer as my mouth was full. He picked up the pace and let out a bellow as he came. I swallowed and let him soften in my mouth until he withdrew.

He pulled me to my feet and we kissed. "You are the absolute best, lover. You take such good care of me. Thanks for that kinky piece. Let's go to bed. You've been such a good girl that I'll eat your pussy to reward you then we'll get some sleep."

Just before I drifted off, I noticed a dim light from our friends' bedroom. Had they seen us in action? 

Next morning, as always, I awoke horny and made a run on a groggy Dan. The guy never failed me. A little head had him standing proud when I climbed aboard. I impaled myself and rode him to very sweet climaxes for both of us. 

Dan was still in me, holding my breasts with both hands when I became aware that we had an audience. Felicia and Vernon were standing hand-in-hand a few feet from our bed. They were both naked and very attractive. She saw me looking at them and began to applaud. Vernon joined in as she said, "Now that's the way to say good morning to your husband."

"Oops, lover. We're busted," I said to Dan who merely gave my tits a squeeze before turning his head and smiling at them.

"You wouldn't be if you two hadn't made so much noise screwing," Vernon said. "Sure sounded like you had fun though."

"How about it, sweetheart," I said to Dan without getting off him. "Did you have fun?"

He released my left breast and gave my butt a playful slap. I rocked back and forth on him, feeling him soften. 

"Of course. Balling you is always fun," he said and then turned his head to Vernon. "She's like this every morning. You're welcome to join us and help scratch her itch if you'd like."

Vernon started to follow his very nice hard-on toward our bed, but Felicia took his hand. 

"Later, honey. You got plenty of tail last night. God, Beth. You were so right about CJ and Lydia. I can't wait to tell you all about our crazy night, but right now I need a shower and some breakfast." They headed for their bathroom and I gave Dan a kiss and climbed off him. After we showered, I put on a tank top and boy shorts. I wasn't quite ready to parade around naked, but wearing that clingy, tank top with no bra and those extremely minimal shorts was a definite step in that direction.

Felicia wore a waist-baring tee and bikini bottoms. She had her black mane gathered into a ponytail and looked very fresh and very young. Dan took her hand as we headed to breakfast and Vernon held mine.

We ate eggs done to order and tropical fruits of every description all washed down with excellent coffee. I was a happy camper with all my needs satisfied for the moment as we dawdled over coffee listening to Felicia and Vernon describe their encounter with CJ and Lydia.

"As soon as you two left," Felicia said. "Lydia invited us back to their suite for a night cap. She took Vernon's hand and CJ put his arm around my waist as we walked. When we got there, I noticed that the lights were off in Sophia and Ross's side of the suite. CJ gathered up glasses and a bottle of wine while Lydia lit some of those candles that are all over the place then we sat on the terrace and sipped our wine."

"So it was just the two of them," Dan said. "Sophia and Ross didn't show at all."

"That's right," Felicia said. "Lydia did the talking, She told us what a handsome couple we are, and just how much they've enjoyed our company, and that they hoped we'd be part of their extended corporate family for a long time to come."

"She didn't come right out and say it," Vernon said, "but threat was an implicit undertone--basically, cooperate or face the consequences."

"Lydia paused for a long moment. Then she looked me in the eyes took a drink and got straight to the point," Felicia continued. "She said, 'CJ and I have been coming to this exquisite resort and bringing newly promoted, executive couples like yourselves here for seven years. We've used this retreat, a time for getting acquainted and sharing, to welcome you young people into our exclusive ranks. CJ insists on intimacy within our select group. He believes that's a crucial factor in our company's success and this exquisite resort affords the perfect opportunity for us to introduce new couples to our...er, unusual, but delightful life style, our means for binding our executive ranks more closely together.' Then she turned to Vernon and said, 'You're such a handsome man. I'm sure your wife won't mind if I steal a kiss.'" 

Felicia giggled and reached for Vernon's hand. "Thank goodness, you warned me, Beth. Your prediction of her lecherous intentions was right on. Poor Vernon--his eyes were as big as saucers, but when she put a lip-lock on him he rose to the occasion. Didn't you, honey?"

"Oh, yeah. When you didn't object she looked at me and said, 'How about it, stud. Are you ready for your initiation?' At that point I didn't think any more words were necessary so I kissed her again."

"That was the signal for CJ to make his move on me. All four of us retreated to their big bed and got naked. Things are a bit of a blur after that, but we all had a ball. Both CJ and Lydia did me--I haven't been with a woman since college--and she was definitely enthusiastic. When she wasn't going down on me, she was giving Vernon head. My honey screwed her until she had a noisy climax while CJ rode me into one of my own."

"Didn't I tell you that was their game, Beth?" Dan asked.

"You sure did, sweetie. You nailed it." 

"We took time out for a glass of wine," Felicia continued. "Then Lydia kissed me a time or two and had me lay back between her thighs with my head in her lap so CJ could fuck me while she fondled my breasts."

"I've seen a movie with a scene like that--The Handmaid's Tale--a very quirky piece of work," I said. "So, you two had quite the adventure. You told me earlier that you weren't excited about the prospect of going to bed with the Chiefs, but what I'm hearing is that you and Vernon both had fun."

"That's right," he said. "A little wine, some moonlight, and the generally sexy atmosphere worked wonders. For me the best part was watching Felicia. She really put on a show and I loved every minute of it." He looked at Dan. "I don't know how you feel about Beth and other guys, but I learned that I really get off on seeing Felicia having sex with another guy."

"Beth and I like that too" he said. "I enjoy watching her and she enjoys showing off so we do that frequently."

"That's good," Felicia said, "because I still have Dan and Ross to go, Vernon. You'll get at least two more chances to get a kick out of seeing me fuck other men."

"I'm looking forward to that," he said.

She smiled at Dan. "So there you are, handsome. Vernon just gave us permission and now I'm inviting you. Whenever you'd like, you can climb into my bed."

"Soon--very soon," he said, taking her hand and kissing her palm.

"How about it, Vernon. Are you ready to play with me?" I asked, putting a hand on his arm and kissing him on the cheek.

"I sure am," he said with a happy smile.

Dan glanced at his watch. "Unfortunately, we'll have to take a rain-check on lust hour," he said. "Vernon and I are due for our morning meeting at ten o'clock and it's nine-forty-five. I'm going back to the suite and change into some pants. You girls have spa appointments so we'll see you at lunch."

Felicia and I finished our coffee and headed for the spa. The attendant took our clothes and gave us towels. I took a table next to Sophia and greeted her. She was lying on her stomach with a series of smooth stones stretching down her back. Felicia went to a table on the other side of the room close to Lydia who appeared to be napping under her stones.

"Try this rock thing, Beth. They're nice and warm and so relaxing. We're scheduled for a massage next."

I climbed on my table and rolled onto my stomach. The attendant placed pleasantly warm, smooth stones on my back and Sophia was right--they did feel heavenly.

We dozed and chatted. She told me that that she was a native-born Italian who'd grown up in Naples. She'd come to the US as an exchange student and was accepted into a post graduate program that she pursued until she married Ross and was able to stay in the US.

"Don't you miss Naples?" I asked. "I've heard that the sights there are amazing--like Mt. Vesuvius and Pompeii."

"I've never been to Pompeii. My family regarded it as a tourist trap There were things I loved about Naples, though. The bay is beautiful and my parents have a very nice villa, But my father is in business and must pay the town government to continue operating."

"Isn't it the same here? Towns all across the states require a business license."

"It's not the same. There they take a percentage whether you make a profit or not. It's not a good thing."

"That almost sounds like the Mafia or something." 

"Maybe they got that idea from them. Who knows? At his insistence, I took Ross back there so he could meet my family. Even though he doesn't speak a word of Italian beyond 'ciao', they gave him their half-hearted approval. They only did that because he's half-Italian on his mother's side, but they were by no means friendly toward him. He loved the food and the wine, but complained daily about the dirty air and smelly streets. Plus, he's a very social person and since he couldn't communicate he actually got lonesome and then homesick. I doubt that he'll ever go again."

I asked her about the retreats and what purpose she thought they served with the idea of perhaps gaining a little insight that I could pass on to Dan. "Ross and I were newly married the first time we came down here seven years ago when I was twenty-five and had just gotten my degree in Business Administration. Just like your husband, Ross was a shiny new executive and, just like your friends last night, Lydia made us an offer we couldn't refuse. By the way, your friends' screwing around kept me awake half the night."

"Felicia told me about their...er initiation. I'm sure she didn't mean to make you lose any sleep. Maybe you should have joined them."

"I'm no prude. We've gotten involved with other couples every time we've been here, but it's getting harder for me. I shouldn't be telling you this." She lowered her voice to a whisper. "CJ and Lydia are not nice people. He's overbearing and she can be petty and mean, but they hold all the cards. If you want your husband to succeed in this company you'll submit to their twisted sex games just like Ross and I did."

Her head was cradled on her forearms and she turned and gave me a languid smile. "You and your goodlooking husband are next, Beth. You'll be singled out soon. I don't know how experienced you are, but they can be quite demanding."

"Felicia told me," I said. "As far as I'm concerned, I'm willing do whatever is necessary to keep Dan in CJ's good graces. Hell, I'd give the guy a blowjob in front of everyone in that crowded swimming pool if I thought that would advance Dan's career. As far as I'm concerned, it's just sex--no big deal." I returned her smile. "And hopefully, I'd score another invitation for us to come down here. This place is fucking fabulous."

She giggled. "You're funny, Beth. Let's hope it doesn't come to that." 

Two women approached us and in broken English let us know that they were the masseuses. Sophia spoke to them in what I assumed was Spanish and they beamed at her.

"Do you have any special requests, Beth?"

"Just a regular massage is fine with me. How is it you speak Spanish?"

"I have a minor degree in romance languages. It was easy for me. Spanish isn't so different from Italian." My respect for Sophia took a big step up. This lady had credentials.

I didn't want to admit that I'd never had a full-body massage before or even a partial one for that matter, but I became an instant fan. The masseuse's hands were warm and strong and she oiled and manipulated muscles I didn't know I had. Forty-five minutes later I felt like a jelly fish. I needed a nap. Apparently Sophia felt the same way.

"Let's put on our bathing suits and catch a few rays," she said. "I'll meet you out by those beds on the beach and we can continue to get acquainted. Okay?"

"Sounds fine to me. I might even snooze a bit."

"Me too," she said. "Like I told you, I missed a bunch of sleep last night."

I changed into one of my Victoria's string bikinis and threw on a coverup. Why I bothered I don't know because all the woman I saw were topless. God, how Rick would loved this place He would have overdosed on watching all the bare boobs. 

A couple were leaving just as I got to one of the beach beds and I laid claim to it. A few minutes later Sophia appeared wearing a bright-red string bikini. I'd just seen her naked and she was beautiful, but the bikini really flattered her figure. We flopped down and smeared each other with suntan lotion. Just as we finished, Felicia joined us and we greased her too.




Beth's Awakening Ch. 12



Author's Note: 

For those of you who have followed the exploits of Beth, I hope you'll enjoy this new addition--Chapter Twelve. As a bonus, I've rewritten Chapters One through Eleven adding new content and grooming them to improve the story, the characters, and the readability. 

If this is your first acquaintance with Rick and Beth and their circle of friends then you have lots more interesting adventures to entertain you in those previous Chapters.

Regardless of whether you're a newcomer or a return reader of Beth's Awakening, it would please me if you would vote on the Chapters that you read.

Thank you, spawner 

Chapter Twelve; Dance me 'til the End of Time

I awoke before first light, snug and warm in my lover's arms. Listening to his even breathing, I took delight in having him hold me even as he slept. I kissed him gently on the cheek, his morning stubble rough against my lips. I looked forward to having him come awake and make love to me, but no rush, anticipating that delightful event would only make our sex more intense when it happened.

I closed my eyes, drifting in and out of sleep, recalling our conversation about love and commitment. I had been satisfied then, but this morning, in spite of our intimate closeness there was an emptiness in me. My subconscious continued working on that until it hit me. 

I was homesick. I was missing Rick and the kids. During the almost twelve years we'd been married, we'd never been apart this long before. 

What a quirky situation. Here I was, thinking about my real husband while I was in bed with my temporary husband, looking forward to having him wake up and screw me. The irony didn't escape me, but I accepted it. Whoever said life had to make sense. A line from a song passed through my head--if you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with--definitely my anthem.

I raised up on an elbow and watched Dan sleeping--so peaceful and so quiet. What a breakthrough his quiet breathing was. These past nights were the first since I'd known him that I could spend an entire night with him and actually get some rest. He'd stopped snoring. Not only had I enjoyed sleeping with him every night, now we could wake up together and that was special.

His eyes fluttered open and he focussed on me. I smiled and leaned over to kiss him. He put a hand on my hip and whispered, "You're a beautiful sight to wake up to."

"You too," I said, wrapping my fingers around his cock. I kissed him again and was pleased to feel him stiffening as I held him. "Let's try something a little different this morning," I said. "Remember when Rick pissed in Kate's pussy and she peed while he was fucking her?"

"Oh, yeah. That was one interesting scene."

"Well, I'd like to give it a try," I said, kissing him, searching for his tongue. His dick began to throb in my hand. "Like the armpit thing, that's another way we've never done it."

He laughed. "You're right," he said, giving my butt a pat. "I really have to pee, so if we're going to do it we'd better hurry."

We got out of bed, then hand-in-hand went into the bathroom and got into the shower stall. We embraced while kissing and caressing each other.

"I can't hold it much longer," I said, putting a leg up on the built-in seat and taking his hard-on in my hand. I was wet, whether from excitement or leaking pee, I didn't know and didn't care. 

Dan held my ass and went all the way in me in one push. The addition of his big cock inside me was too much for my full bladder. I let loose and a cascade of hot pee ran down our legs as we kissed

"Shit, Beth. This is incredible," he said, fucking me forcefully and inadvertently helping me empty my bladder. I was weak in the knees from my excitement and appreciated his hands on my butt to hold me up. My passion turned into an exquisite climax and I made a bit of noise.

When I'd caught my breath, I said, "Your turn, darling."

He strained and I could see he was having trouble. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to pee when you've got a hard-on?" he asked.

I smiled and kissed him. "Not really, but I can imagine. Go ahead and fuck me until you come. Then I bet you'll be able to do your thing."

"Okay," he said. "I'll try that." We don't often screw while standing up and I had forgotten how much fun that can be. Dan brought it back in spades however as he worked his delicious hard-on in me. It didn't take long until he gave a shout and came. His climax carried me to another of my own. We held each other and made eye contact. 

"Now, baby," I said. "Give it to me now." He strained again and this time he succeeded. When I have sex with heavy comers like Stewart or Dan, I can tell when they're ejaculating in me. I get little tingling sensations with each spurt of come jetting against my vaginal walls.

Having Dan peeing deep inside me magnified that feeling a thousandfold and I was nearly undone by the intense pleasure he gave me. Adding to the physical pleasure was the blatant eroticism of the act--my lover's wonderful cock douching me with his urine. Putting a hand down between us, I cupped his balls. They were wet with the mixture of piss and semen running out of me. Such heavenly sensations. I was certain that we'd do this again.

He began to soften and when he slipped out of me I turned my head. Felicia and Vernon were watching us, arms around each other's waists, and they were naked.

"Busted again," I said, kissing Dan and giving his ass a squeeze. 

He looked at them and smiled. "Good morning you two. Too bad you missed out on the fun."

"You two are something else," Vernon said.

"We got here a few minutes ago when Dan was screwing the hell out of you, Beth," she said. "So I don't know what went on before. But unless my eyes deceived me, I just saw Dan actually pee inside you. How in hell did you dream up that quirky act?"

I smiled at her and leaned back in Dan's arms basking in my afterglow. Without thinking, I said, "My husband R...." Catching myself in the nick of time, I continued. "My husband really wanted to try something different this morning and this is what we came up with."

Felicia smiled. "And was it as much fun as it appeared to be?"

"Oh, yes. What we just did was spectacularly erotic. Go ahead. Give it a try. You won't be disappointed."

"You two are going to give us a post-graduate degree in lust before this week is out," Vernon said. "It never occured to me that peeing could be sensual."

"Dan has a good friend who introduced us to the 'Golden Shower' thing. After a threesome with him, he asked me to pee on him. All three of us liked that so much that Dan and I have added the occasional bit of watersports to our lovelife."

"What do you think. Vernon? Would you like to pee in my pussy?" Felicia asked, wrapping her long fingers around his erection. "I haven't peed yet myself so I could return the favor." She smiled at Dan. "Perhaps you'd like to coach me so we get this right." 

"I'd like that," he said. "You look like a promising player. Give your coach a kiss for luck." They kissed for a long moment while Dan cupped one of her beautiful full breasts. 

"How about you, Vernon?" I asked. "Is your tank full?"

"Oh, yeah," he said and shook his hard-on at me. "I'm ready to go in, coach."

"Do you two promise to make this a dirty encounter. Pee for one and pee for all." I was laughing so hard I had trouble getting that last bit of nonsense out.

Dan got in the spirit. He held the cheek of Felicia's sweet ass and said, "Remember, no clean breaks. Your mission is to wet him down. I expect you to let fly when he hits bottom in that honey-hole of yours. Now get in there and pee a gallon for the gipper."

By this time, we all had tears running down our cheeks from laughing. I reached out and took Vernon's cock in my hand. "Remember, stud. You're doing this to set a new record. You're going--or coming--or whatever, to push this lovely pole right up this girl's snatch and come in her. Then you douche her with hot piss. Got it?" I turned my face up and we kissed. 

When our tongues parted company he gave my tit a squeeze and said, "Got it, coach."

"All right then. Assume your positions," Dan said. 

Vernon took his beautiful wife in his arms and kissed her. She parted her legs so he could touch her and he did, taking the opportunity to insert a couple of fingers in her. When she reached down and held his hard cock things got serious.

"I want you in me," she said, leaning against the shower wall and pulling him into position by his boner. "Hurry, honey. I really have to go."

Vernon held her hips and pushed into her. She moaned and let fly. Dan moved closer and put an arm around her waist. 

"That's it, girl. Soak him good," he said and Felicia did. Her pee ran down between them, soaking their legs and splashing on the shower floor.

I couldn't resist putting a hand in Vernon's crotch from behind to hold his wet balls. I stroked his torso with my other hand and kissed where I could. He was so tall I couldn't reach some of the hot spots I would have liked to, but that didn't seem to matter. 

"Fuck her now, stud. Fill your horny bitch with come," I said. "Then douche her with your hot piss."

He began to move and Felicia put her arms around his shoulders to support herself. She looked at me and our eyes locked as Vernon fucked her. A subliminal message passed between us as I gazed into those deep, brown eyes with their golden flecks. I could almost feel what she was experiencing as her husband lifted her toward her orgasm. 

Her lovely eyes closed and she wailed when she came. I still had my hand on Vernon's balls and felt them pulse as he released in her.

Dan petted Felicia and kissed her neck as she caught her breath. She turned her head and gave him an open-mouthed kiss. When their lips parted she said, "My god. that was intense."

"You're not done yet," I said. "Pee in her, Vernon. It's time to douche your sweetheart."

He had to strain for a moment before he could let fly, but when he did his pee ran out of her and down their legs in a river.

"Oh, my god. Oh, my god. I can't believe this," Felicia said over and over again as he emptied his bladder in her. When he softened and withdrew from her she looked at me with those almond-shaped eyes and said, "You were right, Beth. I've never felt anything like that before. The sensation was indescribable."

"Yeah, it certainly was for me," I said, giving Dan's cheek a kiss. "I knew you'd enjoy doing it that way."

"Oh, I did. But now I just have one small problem," she said. "Feeling Vernon's hot pee gushing into my pussy has made me hot and bothered all over again and we seem to be fresh out of hard-ons."

"I can help you out," Dan said. "I'm pretty good at rescuing damsels in distress."

She turned to him, kissed him and said, "I'm yours to rescue."

He took her in his arms and Vernon and I watched them kiss and caress one another. After several minutes of making out, Dan got to his knees, put his hands on her ass, and pulled her wet vulva right onto his open mouth. 

Vernon's arm went around me as Felicia put her hands on Dan's head and held him tight against herself as he sucked and licked her pussy. Her eyes widened as she looked at us and began making little noises of passion. 

From personal experience I can vouch that Dan is a very accomplished pussy-eater and within minutes he pushed Felicia over the edge. She wailed and whipped her long, black hair from side to side as her orgasm took possession of her. Dan continued giving her pussy lips little kisses as she came back to earth. Their scene ended when she pulled him to his feet put her arms around him and kissed him. 

She leaned back in his arms and said, "You certainly do know how to rescue a damsel in distress. You can rescue me again any time. Pretty please." Dan had made another convert.

"How about you?" I asked Vernon. "Do you need rescuing?"

"Not right now," he said.

"Are you sure?" I asked, taking his dick in my hand. "I could give you mouth-to-dick resuscitation."

He laughed. "I'll take a rain-check on your generous offer of first aid," he said. "Right now I need a shower and some coffee. Would you like to join me?"

I would and I did. We washed one another and messed around a little, but we didn't get serious. I knew we'd get together later and anticipating that would only make our eventual encounter more exciting.

Dan and Felicia bathed together and after seeing them wash one another I was sure there would be more loving in their future too.

We got dressed and went to breakfast. CJ and Ross and their ladies were at a table for four and invited us to join them, but it would have been awkward to move tables around, so we took our seats some distance away. It was just as well because Felicia was hot to explore our morning adventure further. So, over our delicious breakfast, we discussed the ins and outs of watersports.

"I really enjoyed this morning," she said, taking Dan's and my hands. "You two are the sexiest people I've ever met."

"You're pretty terrific yourself, Felicia," Dan said. "I like making you happy."

"Goodness, you've certainly succeeded," she said, giving him a look with those seductive eyes. Dan smiled.

"You mentioned that you have a friend who introduced you to the pee thing," she said to me

"That's right. His name is Jack," I said. "He and Dan grew up together and they still share everything--including me."

"Really," she said. "So how did he turn you on to 'watersports.' I believe you called it?"

"It happened the very first time we were together. After we made love he followed me into the bathroom and asked if he could watch me pee. It made no difference to me. Hell, we'd just finished fucking and that was a lot more intimate than peeing in front of him. So, I plunked my butt on the commode and let loose. The horny bastard put his hand between my legs and got it wet with pee then put his fingers in me. I liked having him do that so much that one thing led to another. We've progressed from a modest beginning to that complicated scene this morning. We've come a long way, baby."

Dan laughed. "Beth's a great one for basic research. To the best of my knowledge, she's never seen or heard of a sex act she didn't want to try. I like that in my lover."

"Look who's talking," I said.

This conversation was skirting areas that could get complicated and I didn't feel like handing out more ammunition to trip me up. I have a pretty good memory, but I didn't want to have to keep track of what I'd told Felicia about who I'd fucked and when I'd fucked them, so I changed the subject.

"We have a free afternoon. If I'm remembering correctly, this must be Thursday. We only have today and tomorrow left to play. Does anyone have a suggestion?"

"Thursday already," Felicia said. "The time has sure flown by. Let's go do something fun."

"Regina suggested going down to Playa del Carmen and taking a ferry across to Cozumel," Dan said. "She says it's a short trip and the island is beautiful--nice beaches and good places to eat and drink."

"That sounds fine to me," I said. "I enjoyed our first field trip a lot." Felicia and Vernon were all for going too, so Dan went off to the front desk to arrange for a ride to Playa del Carmen. 

He came back in a few minutes and said, "No problem. There's a shuttle going down there every hour. Suppose we try to weasel out of our meeting early, would you lovely ladies be ready to travel on short notice?"

"We'll be ready," Felicia said. After breakfast we went back and packed a beach bag then to the spa where we got a foot massage and an aromatherapy treatment. We were just finishing up when an attendant came and told us that our guys were waiting for us at the reception area.

The trip to Playa del Carmen went by quickly. A couple on the bus who were also heading for Cozumel told us about a favorite place of theirs that was a short cab ride south of the ferry pier and what they described sounded good to us. They also recommended the restaurant there and that was handy as it would be lunch time by the time we got there.

The ferry ride, about half an hour long, was comfortable and scenic. We caught a cab and a few minutes after landing we were at the beach resort which was located adjacent to a marine park and faced on a wide, sandy beach. Just as promised, we enjoyed a superb meal at the restaurant. 

After lunch we rented four very nifty kayaks. They were transparent, made from some kind of plastic, you could look right through them and see the coral and fish. Not being the strongest swimmer, Dan made me wear a life jacket. At first I felt a little foolish, but being taken care of was special.

We paddled around oohing and ahhing at the colorful sights and after we tired of that lay on the beach and got some sun. As he spread lotion on me, Dan remarked on how tanned I was getting. That was good. Rick wanted me to come home with a tan and I aimed to please.

All in all, it was a very amusing day. I got a chance to chat with Felicia and found out her father was a lawyer and that she'd attended a girl's prep school before enrolling at Duke. For her high school graduation present, she and her mom went on a European tour. She told me some highlights from her visit to Britain, France, and Italy which only whetted my appetite to see them for myself. If Dan's travel possibilities became reality, I'd happily be his counterfeit wife again.

On the ride back, Vernon and I sat together and I was so looking forward to having sex with this attractive man again. The sexual tension that had been put on hold during the day began to grow. I flirted with him and he got the message, the same one Felicia was sending to Dan. 

When we reached our resort, we headed for the bar to have Margaritas. CJ and Lydia along with Sophia and Ross were at a table. We joined them and told them about our day and they invited us to dinner at Il Piacere. Several Margaritas later, the four of us went to get cleaned up.

We all wound up in the shower together and I expected that we'd have sex, but it didn't turn out that way. I can't explain how or why, but we all came to a tacit agreement, postponing acting on our desires, opting instead to only wash and touch one another. We were four naked people indulging in foreplay, secure in the knowledge that the evening would end with us in bed, quenching the fires we were igniting here. By the time I got out of the shower I was in heat and embracing every second of anticipation.

Felicia and I helped each other dress in gowns that highlighted the contrast between her tall figure and my more lush body. I was in black and she in white--night and day. We both had our hair up. My dress was one of my Victoria's fashions and showed plenty of skin which I covered in jewelry. 

Dan laughed when he saw us fastening necklaces, bracelets, and rings on one another. "That's impressive."

"I should hope so," I said, putting on the last of my earrings. "You bought me all these lovely things and I'm running out of time to wear them." Felicia looked at me, a puzzled frown crinkling her forehead, and I realized that what I'd said had an unexplained air of finality about it. "We don't go out much at home," I added and my lame addition appeared to satisfy her.

Dinner was much more convivial than the first night. Amazing how a little intercourse can serve as an icebreaker. I wasn't keeping score, but I knew for a fact that Felicia and I'd had sex with all four guys since we'd been down here, and the probability was high that Sophia and Lydia had too. We drank and laughed and flirted our way through dinner.

Over coffee, Dan said, "Beth and I'd like to go check out that Rooftop Jacuzzi Bar I keep hearing about. Would any of you care to join us?"




Beth's Awakening Ch. 12



That was a bit of a surprise, since after an afternoon and evening of flirting with Vernon and Felicia, I expected that the four of us would hit the sheets together as soon as we could. But I was curious about the Rooftop Bar and a little more anticipation wouldn't hurt a thing. Of course, Vernon and Felicia signed on, but Lydia and CJ declined.

"That's a place for young people, not us old fogeys," she said. "The music is too loud so we won't be joining you. However, I want to remind you that tomorrow is Friday, our last night here. CJ and I want to invite you all for an intimate dinner on our terrace and a farewell celebration to put the finishing touches on a very enjoyable week."

I had no trouble recognizing a command performance and apparently so did the others as we all smiled and murmured our acceptance. I saw Sophia talking with Ross and what they were discussing became apparent when she asked, "Would it be okay if I tag along with you guys? Ross doesn't want to go, but I feel like dancing."

"Of course," Dan said. "Vernon and I'll take good care of you." A statement with a double meaning if I've ever heard one. I looked at Ross and he was smiling.

"Have fun, honey," he said and ordered a brandy. The five of us excused ourselves and went to change. Like our shower fun, putting on our swimsuits was a shared romp with kissing and groping going on while we got ready. I put on my microscopic, string bikini and Dan wore his infamous red Speedo. Felicia and Vernon weren't overdressed either. 

I remembered the chains and other beach jewelry Trudy had given me. I hadn't worn any of them yet either and I'd never have a better chance than now. I shared the wealth with Felicia and we decorated each other until we positively shimmered. We had shiny chains around our necks and others around our waists. I wore my colorful beach-glass necklace and bracelet. Felicia had brought a couple of ankle bracelets and we each put on one of those. Dan and Vernon watched us with a mixture of amusement and lechery.

"Man, just look at you ladies," Vernon said, stealing a kiss from me. "Watching you two put all that bling on each other is like seeing kids trimming a Christmas tree."

Dan laughed when Felicia said, "No lights allowed though. We're going to get wet."

Sophia came by and when she admired our outrageous jewelry I gave her a couple of chains to wear. We headed up to the Rooftop on a sultry tropical evening and when we got there one look around was sufficient to convince me I was overdressed in my skimpy bikini. The women were all topless and some were just plain naked. Felicia, Sophia, and I exchanged glances. I shrugged and took off my top and they did too. I wasn't ready to flash my Brazilian for the crowd quite yet so I kept my bottoms on. 

We got drinks and watched the action for a bit. The DJ was good, selecting tunes that got progressively hotter until folks were letting it all hang out with tits, cocks, and hair flying in time to the music. Then he'd slow the pace letting folks pause for a drink or whatever before he'd start the progression all over again. 

Dan smiled at me when a topless Regina claimed him for a dance. He had schemed to hook up with her and this looked like the moment for that to happen. I was pleased that they'd gotten together and I definitely wanted to watch when they got it on.

Vernon suggested that we get wet so the rest of us ordered a fresh drink and climbed into the Jacuzzi. Naked people smiled and made room for us. Sophia and I were on either side of Vernon and Felicia was between me and a very handsome man. 

We sipped our drinks while alternating between watching the dancers and people making out in the pool. Every now and then a couple would climb out of the pool and head into an adjacent room that had a Couples Only sign in front of the door. One didn't need a guidebook to figure out what was going on in there. 

Sure enough, after several dances Regina took Dan's hand and they headed for the room. He gave me a shit-eating grin and a thumbs-up as he followed her. I'd need a man to go with me before I could join them and Vernon was right beside me. 

I heard some noises and turned to see Felicia in a lip-lock with her attractive neighbor. She was making little noises as they kissed and he fondled her breast while his mate looked on fondly. 

When Felicia came up for air, she looked inquiringly over at Vernon whose hands were busy in both Sophia's and my crotches. He nodded and she whispered to her new friend. Her chains sparkling, she climbed out of the pool and followed him and his lady--all three of them headed into the Couples Room. 

Vernon whispered to Sophia then turned to me and said, "Would you like to join us? That's where we're going too."

"You bet," I said, climbing out of the Jacuzzi behind them. "It appears that threesomes are as good as couples." 

We stopped inside the entrance and Vernon put an arm around each of our waists. I looked around the softly lit room. 

Roughly a dozen naked people were fucking and sucking on couches and beds. I saw threesomes and moresomes as well as individual couples, and the room was filled with the happy sounds of people having sex. Felicia had wasted no time and she was on her knees with her face between her new ladyfriend's thighs while her mate screwed her from behind. 

Sophia kissed Vernon and taking his hand headed for an empty spot on a bed over in the corner. I was following until I saw Dan. 

He was seated on the edge of a generous-sized divan and Regina was on her knees between his legs giving him head. Beside them was another couple locked in a spirited missionary-position fuck with the man's ass pumping furiously as he screwed the hell out of his noisily climaxing lady. When Dan saw me he smiled and waved me over. 

I glanced at Sophia and Vernon. They had claimed a spot on another bed and were kissing. I could see that they wouldn't need my help to enjoy one another. 

I bent down and gave Dan a kiss. The people who were fucking next to us looked up and smiled then moved over to make room for me.

"Why don't you help Regina, Beth," Dan said. "You know how much I like it when two ladies blow me."

"Is there room for another mouth down there?" I asked, getting to my knees.

Regina pulled back, jerking him off as she said, "You bet. With a cock this size, two mouths are definitely better than one. My jaw is already getting tired." I laughed.

"Giving Dan oral can be a challenge."

"You're a lucky girl to have a cock like this to play with, but I have a question. How in hell do you get him off?"

"I have my ways," I said. "I'll show you, but I think you ought to let him fuck you first. He's told me how much he wants to do that and you'll love taking a ride on the magic wand you're holding."

"It's already casting a spell on me," she said, stroking his dick.

"Come on, girls. Enough with the hand-job. I want to feel some lips and tongues."

"How about some pussy instead?" I asked. "Regina wants a piece, stud."

She stood up and peeled off her thong, pushing it down over her tanned hips. She was nearly as tall as Felicia and a natural blond to judge by her Brazilian. She had an amazingly lush figure with tits like cannons. I'm a C-cup and she had to be at least a double-D. Dan reached up and cupped onof her breasts and his big hand covered barely half of it.

"Beth says you want a fuck. Is that true?" She nodded. "Tell me," he ordered.

"I want you to fuck me, Dan. I want you to put that big, hard dick of yours in my cunt and fuck the shit out of me."

"That's better," he said, pulling her down for a kiss. "I'll just scoot up the bed and you climb aboard." I gave him head to get him wet, then steered him into her. She lowered herself onto his cock and inch by inch he went into her. When he hit bottom she bit her lip and looked over at me.

"My god, Beth. This is amazing. I've never been so full." After a couple of gentle strokes her eyes closed and she shifted gears rocking and rolling until she reached a very noisy climax. 

When she stopped moving, she braced her hands on his chest to catch her breath and asked, "Would you think I was greedy if I went for seconds, honey?" 

"I'll be happy to do you again, Regina, but this time I want to be on top."

"Fine by me," she said and dismounted. She lay down and spread her thighs. Dan got between her legs and entered her. She squealed in delight then wrapped her arms and legs around him and kept on making noise as he picked up speed. Her climax was so intense she became incoherent. When she finally released him Dan kissed her and then rolled off to catch his own breath. 

They lay together kissing and caressing one another until Regina said, "That was spectacular, lover, but I've got to get some sleep. I've got a busy day tomorrow."

"I enjoyed it too," Dan said, giving her a final kiss. She got up and left the room.

The couple that were screwing next to us had paused to watch the second half of Regina's double-header. After she left I was getting ready to claim my guy when I saw the lady whisper in her mate's ear. He looked hesitant, so she whispered again and this time he shrugged his shoulders. Then he leaned over to Dan and spoke. 

"Excuse me, sir. My wife watched you with that beautiful blonde girl and she was really impressed. She'd very much like to have you make love to her."

Dan looked over at the attractive, thirtyish woman who was sitting up, combing her long brunette hair away from her face with her fingers and smiling. "Is this true? You really want me, a total stranger, to screw you?"

She nodded and I'll be damned if she didn't blush. 

"Jennifer is kind of shy," her husband volunteered.

"This is the first time I've ever asked a man for sex," she said in a husky, low voice, eyes cast down, looking as if she expected to be refused, "but I want to experience what that blonde woman just did."

"Come closer, Jennifer. Sit next to me and let's get acquainted," Dan said. She sat beside him on the edge of the bed and he put an arm around her waist and kissed her. "Now, tell me exactly what it is you want me to do to you and use those nasty, four-letter words a lady like you never says."

Jennifer's eyes widened while her mouth opened and closed as struggled to speak. I wasn't sure she'd succeed in doing what Dan had ordered, but the prospect of Dan screwing her was apparently motivation enough.

"I...I," she stammered, licking her lips. Dan gave her breast an encouraging squeeze and kissed her neck. She looked over at her husband and he nodded then she turned back to Dan. She took a deep breath, paused then exhaled, and words poured out of her. 

"I want you to fuck my cunt with that huge prick of yours. Drive it into me and make me come like you made that blonde girl climax. Do that to me while my husband is watching you use my married pussy."

"Jennifer, that's perfect," Dan said. "Next time you want a guy to give you a little screw on the side, you'll know exactly what to say." 

After that, it was like watching a scene from a porno. He kissed her and she totally opened for him--first her mouth then her legs. Their tongues wrestled for a minute or two while his hand cupped her vulva before his fingers entered her pussy. 

When their kiss ended, he said, "I'm very pleased to make your acquaintance, Jennifer. My name is Dan and it will be my pleasure to fulfill your request. I'm going to enjoy fucking such a beautiful woman as yourself. Do you have anything particular in mind?"

"Oh god, yes. Climb on me and fuck the shit out of me just like you did to that big-titted blonde."

"I can feel that you're ready for me," he said, stirring a couple of fingers in her. "My goodness, Jennifer. You're sopping wet. Is this a load of come in you?"

"Shit," she said. "I got so excited watching you in action that I completely forgot. My husband just came in me. I'll go clean up and be right back."

"Don't worry about that," he said. "I like sloppy seconds. You just lay back and spread those lovely legs of yours so Danny can climb in your saddle." 

She gasped in pleasure as he pushed into her. When he was all the way in she put her arms around him and clung fiercely to his shoulders. He began to screw her and she cried out with every stroke. He paused and asked, "Are you all right."

"I'm fucking wonderful," she said. "Now fuck me silly."

Dan did and she had a series of very noisy climaxes. Just as Regina had, Jennifer just sort of collapsed after the fourth or fifth orgasm and lay still. Dan quit moving and kissed her. "Had enough?" he asked.

"I could never get my fill of your fabulous dick. It breaks my heart to say this, but that's all I can handle for now. Thank you, Dan. That was a piece of ass I'll remember for the rest of my life."

He kissed her again and said, "Me too, Jennifer. Thank you for sharing your lovely body with me." He rolled off her and grinned at me. Jennifer's husband helped her up and putting an arm around her steadied her as they left the room. 

I was getting ready to sample a big helping of Danny Dick myself when a tiny oriental woman jumped up on the mattress next to Dan and said, "Do me. Do me next. Please." She was a cute little thing--not even five feet tall--but every inch of her was female. From her long, black ponytail to her painted toenails, she was a compact bundle--a living doll. 

"You big man. Daisy like big men." She lifted her teacup-sized breasts in her red-nailed hands and pointed them at Dan. "You like?"

Dan laughed and looked around for her guy. He was easy to spot. He was laughing too, watching as Daisy presented herself to Dan. "You like pussy, huh?" she asked, putting her hand on her shaved vulva.

Her man, who looked like he worked out plenty, said, "She's a handful. Daisy's crazy for sex and like she says, she loves big men. Look, I'm not exactly small and she has no trouble screwing me to a standstill."

"I've never balled a lady as small as she is before," Dan said to him. 

"Don't worry. She'll surprise you."

"Daisy, are you sure you can manage this?" Dan asked, brandishing his dick at her.

"Oh my, yes," she said. Apparently taking his gesture as an invitation, she put both hands around his shaft and gave the head of his cock a slurpy kiss.

"All right. Come up here, Daisy. I want to check out those cute tits of yours. They look like perfect appetizers." She got to her knees pausing to kiss him while she got in position. Keeping a grip on his penis, she leaned into him and he kissed and sucked her nipples. Putting a hand between her legs, he slipped a couple of fingers into her. She moaned and covered his hand with hers. 

"That's plenty good. Feel how big Daisy's pussy is. Full-sized baby come out there so Daisy have no problem taking your cock. So come on, big guy. Fuck Daisy now." He started to boost her onto him and I guessed he was concerned about crushing her, but she refused. "You get on top, big man. Screw Daisy like you did last lady. She really like when you do that."

"Okay, Daisy. Spread em, honey. You're about to get some Danny Dick." She steered his hard-on to her vagina and he pushed into her. Taking a deep breath, she hooked her heels behind his butt and just yarded him in, squealing with pleasure as he penetrated her. When his balls touched her ass, she kissed him.

"Danny Dick feel plenty good. Now fuck Daisy."

Dan did his usual thing with the usual result. Daisy was multi-orgasmic and she climaxed like a string of firecrackers were going off inside her. I swear I don't know how she managed to accommodate Dan's big piece of meat inside that tiny body. But not only did she accept him, she screwed him wildly pumping her hips and pulling him deeper with her demanding legs. 

Watching her in action proved to me that the size of a woman's vagina has nothing to do with the size of her body. Why even Claire, the lustiest woman I've ever known, has difficulty taking a big cock in her vagina and she was close to being twice the size of this little sexpot. 

Dan didn't spare her. As soon as he realized she was the real deal, he picked up speed until he was hammering into her and I wondered if he was going to come in her. Daisy let out an even louder shriek then fell silent with her arms and legs falling limply to the bed. Dan glanced over at her guy.

"She's fine," he said. "She sometimes passes out for a couple of minutes when she has a really hard climax."

Dan pulled out of her and sat up. Daisy's man picked her up and carried her out of the Couples Room like you'd carry a child to bed. 

Daisy's noisy event had attracted spectators and three women were standing by the bed. Two of them were obviously displaying themselves apparently hoping for a turn with Dan. One was a very young, big-titted girl with a waist-length, blonde mane and a body I would have killed for. Another was a lean, fairly tall, thirtyish redhead with petite, one-mouthful breasts and striking features. She could have been a model and maybe she was, but right now she was a woman on the hunt for a ride on Dan's hard-on. I expected the stunning blonde to be his choice, but Dan surprised me when he smiled at the redhead and said, "What's your name, sweetheart?"

"Juliette," she said, "and yours is Dan, right."

"That's right," he said.

She reached out a hand and he took it. "I'm pleased to make your acquaintance, Dan," she said. Talk about incongruous. Two totally naked people, the man with a huge hard-on and the woman with ambitions to sample that organ and they were shaking fucking hands.

"I'm pleased to meet you too, Juliette. What a lovely woman you are. I find your green eyes and your beautiful red hair especially sexy. Just looking at you standing in front of me like that--naked and ready to fuck--is making me excited. Come closer so I can kiss your gorgeous body. Then after I taste your sweet pussy I'll give you a fuck you'll never forget."

Accepting his invitation, she smiled at him and climbed on the bed. "Let's give it a go," she said and kissed him. 

The blonde tossed her hair and taking the hand of a guy standing next to her said, "Come on, honey. I'll rock your world while that stud fucks your lady."

Juliette was a skilled lover. I watched her touch Dan in all the right places as they made out. She was so seductive, I was afraid she'd make him come and get the load I wanted in me. They even did a short sixty-nine and Dan really likes that.

"It's time, Juliette. I want to fuck you now," he said and she arranged herself to welcome him. Eyes closed, she gripped her lower lip in her teeth as he pushed into her. When he was all the way in, he paused and her green eyes fluttered open. 

"I've died and gone to heaven," she said and kissed him. "I never imagined that a cock could feel this good. Now fuck me and make my wildest dreams come true."

Dan did as requested and she turned into a wailing come-slut. I was familiar with that syndrome. He'd done the same thing to me any number of times. She appeared to have a nearly constant orgasm as he stroked her deep. She shouted and climaxed repeatedly until finally she grabbed his shoulders and said, "Stop. Oh please, stop. I can't take any more. If you make me come one more time, I'll lose my mind."

Dan pulled out of her and she grabbed her knees and rolled into a ball. He sat up and nervously asked, "Juliette, are you okay?"

Looking up at him, she said, "I'm way better than okay. I'm fucking wonderful. That was a fantastic piece of ass--the best fuck I've ever had." 

A couple of minutes later, she got up and returned to the bed where her guy was still screwing the blonde girl. She lay down and idly watched them.

Only one lady was left and she was no great beauty. She had somewhat pendulous breasts and an extra pound or two around her hips. She did have a pretty face with expressive hazel eyes and long brunette hair with auburn highlights. I was intrigued when I noticed that she had trimmed her dark pubic hair into a perfect heart. 




Beth's Awakening Ch. 12



She was easily in her late forties or possibly even fiftyish and looked like she could have been a librarian or something. I can't explain it, but she had a certain aura of attractiveness surrounding her. I think I've heard that trait referred to as animal magnetism and she had plenty of that. The way he looked at her I could tell Dan felt it too.

"You've certainly been patient," he said. What's your name, beautiful?"

She smiled. "My friends call me Sarah."

"Can I be your friend, Sarah?"

She smiled again. "You certainly can," she said, "but right now I want you to be my lover."

"I can do that, but our affair will have to be a one-night stand," he said, gesturing at me. "My dear wife here owns my heart, but I can definitely give you a keepsake to remember me by." He patted the bed beside himself. "Park your sweet butt right here and let's get to know one another better." 

She sat and then they kissed while he fondled her full breasts and squeezed her long nipples. She reached over and wrapped her beautifully manicured fingers around Dan's hard-on then stroked his shaft as they kissed. 

"You've got a nice touch, Sarah," he said. "Very sexy--just like you. He put a hand over her heart-shaped mound and she opened her thighs to give him access.

He touched her clit and she drew her breath in sharply. Putting a hand over his, she said, "I like to have my men touch me there."

"You're very responsive, Sarah. Have many men touched you like this?"

"Yes," she said. "My search for male attention is the driving force in my life. I'm constantly looking for sexual satisfaction because my poor husband can't provide as much as I need."

"Is he here with you?"

"He was, but he left when I decided to wait for you. He's seen me make love with other men many times and it makes the poor man feel inadequate."

"Is he inadequate?"

"Not really. He makes love to me and I climax and it's good, but it's never enough. He says I'm a nymphomaniac and if my need for new men to scratch my itch is nymphomania, then I plead guilty."

An accurate bit of self-diagnosis, I thought. This woman had just confessed to being the slut of the world. I considered Claire and myself to be pretty highly sexed, but we had standards. We didn't just screw anything in pants. 

Dan kissed her again and I wondered if it was as much to halt her true confession as an expression of lust. However, from the look on his face and his body language, I could tell he really wanted this woman. He enjoyed a challenge and perhaps attempting to satisfy her was turning him on. 

She broke their embrace and said, "I want to suck your cock before you fuck me. I always do that for my men."

"Be my guest," Dan said. She leaned down and took him in her mouth. Dan's face lit up moments after her lips closed around his penis. He loves to have women give him head and from his pleased expression I could tell that Sarah was very good. 

Then--to my utter astonishment--after giving him some wet and sloppy kisses she opened wide. Taking his cock in her mouth, she slid her lips smoothly down his shaft until they touched his pubic hair. His entire length disappeared down her throat. I had just watched the horny bitch swallow Dan's entire large economy-sized penis without gagging. 

He fell back on the bed. Looking up at me, he mouthed, Holy shit. Touching her expensive hairdo, he caressed her cheek as she began moving her head slowly up and down, fucking her own throat with his hard-on. 

This was certainly a first for me and judging by his reaction for Dan too. Definitely a case of seeing is believing. Of course I'd heard of deep-throat. There was even a movie by that name. But there was no way that I could even come close to what the amazing Sarah was doing. This was the real deal. She was deep-throating Dan's big old hard-on and I was witnessing it happen. His head was rolling from side to side and his eyes were closed. I knew he couldn't take much more of her blowjob action if he was going to fuck the lady and she must have sensed that too because she suddenly removed her head from his cock.

"You like that, huh" she said, kissing his throbbing hard-on. "Well that's all the head you're going to get until after you've fucked me. That is if you still want more after you've emptied your nuts in me." 

Dan sat up and shook his head. "That was amazing, Sarah. What's your favorite position?"

"I want to be under you and feel your weight holding me down while you use my body."

"Lie down right here and spread your legs. It's your turn to be surprised."

She did as told opening her thighs to welcome him. Just as her throat had, her pussy accepted him easily. She practically purred as he began screwing her. I expected she'd want the same furious fucking she'd seen--the hard-driving intercourse that had sent the other women into ecstasy, but I was wrong.

"Take it slow and easy, lover," she said. "I want this to last so I can enjoy you for a long time."

They must have screwed for close to twenty minutes and I was actually feeling sorry for Dan. The poor bastard had been fucking a parade of demanding women for, according to my beautiful watch, one hour and fifty-four minutes. 

This had been an education in the needs of horny bitches, but it hadn't done much for mine. I'd been patiently awaiting my time under my lover. I knew that in spite of all this fucking my guy hadn't climaxed even once. He'd had plenty of time to build up a huge load by now and I wanted him to deposit every sticky drop of it in me.

Sarah started making noises like one of those whistling tea kettles--a sort of whinny. She thrashed around quite a bit as she very obviously reached her climax. 

Dan glanced over to where I was sitting cross-legged next to the them. He smiled and winked. He knew what I wanted. My lover was saving his come for me. When Sarah opened her eyes, she kissed him and thanked him for a splendid piece of ass.

"You have a very fine dick and really know how to use it, Dan," she said. "You are quite possibly the best I've ever had, but after so many I can't be certain."

A mixed compliment if I'd ever heard one, but it didn't bother Dan. He rolled off her and his beautiful hard-on was still standing tall. I would be the next female to dance on it and I wanted to do that in our suite--just me and my lover. I'd seen all the shared sex I could handle for one night.

As I helped Sarah stand, I realized that I still had my bikini bottoms on. No wonder I hadn't gotten laid--I was over-dressed. On a whim, I asked, "Do you work?"

She paused for a moment clearly puzzled by my off-the-wall question. "Are you asking if I have a job?" I nodded. "I do," she said. "I'm the head of the library at an engineering college."

"I was just curious," I said, giving her a cheek kiss. "I'm glad you had a nice time with my Danny." She gave me a little smile and left. 

As for me, it was suspicions confirmed. Not only was Sarah a librarian, she also worked at what was likely to be a college with a considerable population of horny males. She wasn't what I thought of as a "typical" nympho, if there was such a person, but she'd found her niche and a means to satisfy her needs. A trip into the stacks with her on a research question could likely be an interesting experience for a young man.

Dan picked up his Speedo pulled it on and we left the Couples Room to a new contingent of copulating people. Felicia, Vernon, Regina and Sophia were back outside dirty-dancing together and didn't notice us leave. I found my top where I'd left it and we hurried back to our suite. 

I dived onto the bed and reached for Dan. His cock wasn't quite as hard as I like, but I knew I could fix that. 

"I have to shower before we get it on," he said. "I've got stinky perfume and pussy juice all over me. When we make love, I don't want to smell any female but you."

What a guy--such a gift for knowing just what us women want to hear. We showered, making out as we did so, then towelled each other off, touching ever more intimately until we fell into bed. We kissed and caressed until we couldn't stand the anticipation a moment longer. Dan climbed between my thighs and entered me. 

When we were firmly connected, he lay down on me, flattening my breasts against his chest. When he french-kissed me I delighted in feeling his tongue and his cock inside me at the same time. He broke our kiss then buried his face in my hair and took a deep breath. 

"This's more like it. You smell heavenly, Beth," he said and began to fuck me.

Like our first night at the resort, we did a bit of everything, but this time we skipped the armpit and stayed in bed. Not only did I enjoy a number of lovely climaxes, I was Dan's eager sperm bank when he finally deposited that huge and messy load I was so looking forward to deep in my satisfied pussy.

After a few minutes of kissing and enjoying our afterglow, he asked, "Would you like a Margarita?"

"That sounds good."

"I'll fix us one," he said, getting up and going to the bar. 

"What'd you think about that scene in the Couples Room?" he asked, handing me my drink. I plumped up the pillows for us and said, "I think you missed your calling. You should have been a porno star."

He laughed and clinked my glass. "You've done it again. You certainly don't mince words."

"Well, it's true. You'd be a sensation." I grinned at him, "Maybe instead of a porno star you should be in something like--oh, I don't know--maybe marketing. You certainly gathered a crowd of excited ladies after your product demonstration." 

He laughed again. "You know, I'd never thought about it that way, but seduction is really nothing more than sales." 

"Well, duh. That's why you're so good at it. You were a super salesman tonight. You had those ladies standing in line. How many women have you balled tonight? Counting me, I think it was six. Let's add them up. Regina was the first."

"Having her was sweet. You know how much I've been looking forward to that." 

"I know. I enjoyed helping her give you head."

He grinned. "I rather enjoyed that myself. You know I always get a kick out of having two women suck my cock together. Their different techniques really turn me on. And," he said, leaning over and kissing me, "when one of them doing me is you, it's especially fine."

"You like my mouth then?"

"I love your mouth. I love to feel your lips anywhere on me--especially my dick."

I kissed him and took a drink. "Regina was a good fuck?"

"Yeah, she was good. I wouldn't mind doing her again. Those cannons of hers--very yummy. Did you know she goes both ways? She and the pilot, Carol, live together. Carol's a lesbian, but Regina says theirs is an open relationship and as long as she doesn't flaunt her affairs she's free to mess around."

"Kind of like Rick and me except he likes to watch when I'm messing around. Poor guy. He's missed a lot of viewing pleasure this week.

"Knowing him, he'll really get off on having you share all the x-rated shit we've done with him. Won't he?" 

"Yeah, he will. And that's how I'll make it up to him for not being here with us. I'll describe every wicked detail and he'll love it."

"That's good. I want him to be happy with our arrangement," he said, giving my cheek a kiss. "God knows, I certainly am."

"The second girl, Jennifer, I think her name was. Were you surprised when her husband offered her to you?"

"When it comes to sex not much surprises me anymore. You know how much I like women. You're all endlessly fascinating creatures."

"I'm in that group then?"

"Definitely. Hell, Beth, you're the most fascinating one of them all."

I took a sip of my drink. "She really got turned on when you made her talk dirty to you."

"I thought she might. Those shy gals are full of surprises. After she did that, it really relaxed her inhibitions so she gave me an excellent piece of ass."

"Next was that little oriental girl. She was something else. Did you know Felicia's mother is Vietnamese?"

"No, I didn't. So that's where she gets those beautiful exotic eyes."

"Even though she's half Asian, aside from her black hair, she doesn't bear much resemblance to Daisy. Does she?"

"Daisy was an interesting novelty. I wouldn't have picked her on my own, but I'm not sorry that I fucked her. She was enthusiastic and cute. I was a bit afraid I might hurt her, but that little thing must be mostly cunt inside that tiny body."

I laughed. "She was a surprise. I was amazed at how easily she accepted your delicious big hard-on. Shit, even Claire, the queen of lust, sometimes has trouble fitting your dick in her pussy."

"Yeah, I know. I have to take it slow with her. You know. Give her a chance to adjust to me. Once I've stretched her pussy, she's fine."

"I'll say. You two are really hot together. Then there was Juliette. Did you feel like you were her Romeo?"

"Not exactly. Juliette wasn't after romance. All she wanted was Danny Dick."

"And you delivered. She's a stunningly beautiful woman. That face of hers--I've been trying to place where I've seen her before. I'm sure it wasn't in person--a magazine perhaps."

"I agree. She's a complete package, what with her striking features, that lovely red hair, and a really sexy body. I wouldn't be surprised to find out that she is a model. At any rate, she was a four-star piece of tail."

"I was afraid she was going to make you come and I was jealous. I didn't want that to happen. I wanted your semen all for myself," I said, dipping a finger between my legs and sucking it clean. "Very yummy and I'm glad it's in me--not her."

"Me too," Dan said. "But you're right, she came close to getting me off. You know how I like a bit of sixty-nine. She had a hot mouth and a tasty pussy. A combination I adore."

"She was a good fuck then?"

"She was great and I definitely would have come in her, but she was in such a hurry to get off that she came before I could unload in her. Then she rolled up into a ball and that was that."

"Yeah, she was a little different and I'm glad things turned out the way they did."

"So am I," he said, kissing my neck and giving my closest tit a squeeze. 

"You missed out on fucking that young, blonde bitch when you selected Juliette. Any regrets?"

"Nah, I've got one of those waiting at home."

Damn, that was an unwelcome note. I'd totally forgotten about Brandi. I didn't want to go there so I said, "Then there was Sarah."

"Ah, yes. Dear Sarah--quite a talented lady. She was actually the best screw of the bunch, expert at giving as well as receiving pleasure. She nearly got my wad of come in her well-used hole, but I could tell you wanted me to save it for you."

"I'm so glad you did," I said, giving his cock a squeeze. "They say practice makes perfect and Sarah made no secret of the fact that she's had plenty of that. For me, the biggest surprise was when she deep-throated you."

"God, yes. Me too. That's what I meant about her being a giving lover. I nearly lost it when she took my hard-on all the way down her throat and then kept swallowing. What an incredible sensation to feel her tongue and throat massaging my entire dick."

"I could tell that you really liked having her do you that way." 

"Shit, Beth. She was wonderful. She wasn't interested in making me come in her mouth--she wanted to have me screw her--but I could tell that she wouldn't have any trouble getting me off that way."

I smiled, opened my mouth, pointed my finger down my throat, and said, "How would you like for me to master that technique? Right down the old hatch, huh."

"I'd love it. You're already a terrific cocksucker," he said, finishing his drink. "If you added that deep-throat trick, you'd be supernatural--world class."

"Tell you what. I'll talk to Sarah and get some pointers. Now that I know it's possible, I'll practice with my dildo and maybe I'll have a surprise for you the next time we get together--like say--maybe in Europe."

"Ah, the Europe card. So you'll learn to deep-throat me if I take you there?"

"No promises, but I'll sure as hell try."

"That's good enough for me. All this sex talk has made me horny again. Would you like a good-night piece of ass?"

"Would I ever," I said, putting my glass down and kissing him. We turned off the lights and got it on. I went to sleep with his arms around me and his second deposit of the evening in me, making me deliciously slippery between my legs.

It was just getting light when our bed bounced and an arm went around me. Two hard-nippled tits pressed against my back--good morning, Felicia.

"I have a surprise for you," she said, kissing my neck just below my ear--a very erogenous spot for me. As usual, my motor was beginning to run. I opened my eyes and turned over to look and Vernon's one-eyed hard-on stared back at me.

"I already did the hard work," she said, giggling. "I gave him head to get him all nice and stiff for you."

Sure enough, his cock was shiny with her spit and looked positively delicious to me. My libido engaged its gears. She got out from between us and I took him in my mouth. He was hot and hard and moaned appreciatively as I worked him over with my lips and tongue.

By this time, Dan was awake and when Felicia got around to his side of the bed, I saw him reach out a hand and cup her ass cheek. "So, did you bring me a nice, hot cup of coffee?"

"That's brewing," she said, leaning down to kiss him. "What I've got for you at the moment is some nice, hot pussy. Would you like a serving of this?" she asked, cupping her vulva.

"Oh, yeah," he said. "Get up here and sit on my face. That'll be a fantastic way to start our last day here."

And it was, for all four of us. Vernon fucked me first and then Dan got sloppy seconds on me. All I had to do was lay there with my legs open and enjoy my lovers. 

Felicia took a little more of an active role. After Dan ate her pussy to a very fine climax for her, she rode him until he released in her. She had to give Vernon a few minutes of oral to get him back in the game, but the clever girl succeeded and her reward was a nice doggy-fashion screw.

A tasty cup of coffee served in bed by the very naked and very lovely Felicia was next, followed by a shower for four.

We went to breakfast and after that, the guys went to their meeting. Sophia and Lydia were already at the spa and we all had a massage. 

Felicia and I decided to sun bathe. I was getting a pretty fair tan--today and hopefully tomorrow morning were my last chances to improve on it. I thought Rick might get a kick out of me with no tan lines, so I decided to lay out in the nude. 

Felicia found us a beach-side bed while I went back and picked up suntan lotion and cover-ups. We were just getting settled and putting lotion on one another when Sophia appeared. When she saw we were naked, she peeled off her bikini and we put lotion on her too. 

A couple of hours later the guys came to collect us for lunch. All I put on was my cover-up and it didn't cover up much. Lunch by the pool was fun and relaxed. CJ, Lydia, and Ross joined us and we drank some beer and laughed a lot.

We were pretty much done with lunch when my beer started to come through. I got up to go to the ladies and Felicia went with me.

When we'd done our business, I said, "I hate to be a party pooper, but this pace is catching up with me. A big lunch and a couple of beers and I need a nap."

"I hear you. Too much sun on top of that, plus we're going out tonight. I'm with you--it's nap time."

We went back, collected our men and headed for the suite. I made a beeline for bed and fell asleep within moments.

I awoke after an hour or so. Dan was still asleep so I slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. I decided to work on my tan a bit more. By now, going topless didn't faze me at all so all I put on was my bikini bottom. I gathered up my lotion and coverup and headed for the beach.