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I often share my experiences of the past with my wife of two years Peggy, and she listens intently, I can tell they turn her on, and more likely as not the stories lead to passionate love making. I never dreamed that my stories would embold Peggy into creating a memory of her own.

It was a hot day in July, just before the 4th, hot enough to fry the proverbial egg, when there was a knock at our front door. A salesman spouting this new revolutionary carpet cleaning business. We heard him out as he professed that he would have our carpeted living room cleaned that very afternoon. Well, the carpet needed a good cleaning so the wife and I agreed. In seconds he had a young woman in our house and low and behold, carrying a Kirby vacuum. He left immediately, not wanting to have to answer any questions.

Lisa thanked us for letting her demonstrate the Kirby and went about setting up her demonstration. While she was doing that I checked her out, she was probably about 19 with long smooth tan legs, smallish breasts unrestrained by a bra, and a cute teenage face with short brown hair. Every time Lisa bent to set up an attachment, her loose fitting tank top allowed just enough of a peek at her perky breasts to make me want to see more. I glanced at my wife, and caught her peeking too. I knew she saw me checking out Lisa's breasts, but she just smiled a little devilish smile and said nothing.

As Lisa moved through her demonstration, she would show us certain aspects of the equipment, and while doing so give each of us a great shot of hers. At one point while sitting Indian style on the floor, her denim shorts had ridden up and I could see one fat lip of her pussy devoid of hair. At one point in the demonstration, we had to move to the bedroom so Lisa could show us the "black paper test" .

As we moved to the bed, I sat down on one corner, and right on the TV remote control. All of a sudden the porn movie Peggy and I had been watching the night before (we never seem to make it all the way through a movie) came onto the TV at the foot of the bed. It just happened to be probably about the best orgasm scene I've ever seen on any porn tape. The girl was screaming her head off and the stud pulled his cock out and sprayed her face, and breasts with a bucket of cum. I moved quickly to find the remote and shut the movie down, but just couldn't find it under the pile of comforter and sheets.

Lisa's face turned a bright red, but her eyes were riveted onto the TV. As I looked up, the first thing I noticed was her nipples hard as nails straining for release against her top. Next thing I noticed was her licking her lips. Peggy told me in an embarrassed voice, " find that damned remote!.".. Lisa said "Oh no, please leave it on, I've never seen anything like this before." Then she sat on the bed forgetting all about her presentation.

The next scene to come on was to big breasted blondes getting it on. As they felt and licked each other, Lisa's eyes darted from the TV to Peggy, to me, and then back to the TV. We could hear her breathing becoming more and more excited. Lisa tried to concentrate on the TV, but her hand slowly crept to Peg's thigh, slowly starting to rub the inside. I looked at my wife, and she had a look of shock on her face, I thought she'd stop Lisa immediately, but she smiled at me and leaned back spreading her thighs slightly to give Lisa direct access to anywhere she wanted.

Lisa looked away finally from the TV and directly into Peg's eyes, "I'm sorry," she said "I've never done anything like this before!" but she kept her hand smoothly sliding over Peg's thighs. "That's fine Lisa," Peggy said "just keep doing what you're doing." Lisa smiled and moved her hand further up Peg's thigh. I was dumbfounded; I couldn't believe what was happening right in front of my eyes. Peggy and I had talked about women to women sex before, and she didn't seem to even want to think about it. I finally came to my senses and moved closer to the action. I placed one hand on Peg's other thigh, and the other on Lisa's breast rubbing them both simultaneously. Both women caught their breaths and turned to kiss first me then each other.

I moved quickly, reaching up and pulling Peg's shorts and panties off in one quick movement. She followed my lead and pulled her blouse and sport bra off over her head. I pulled Lisa up and as I unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down, Peggy pulled her tank top off over her head. Peggy gently pushed Lisa down onto the bed with her feet dangling over the side. Peggy moved to kiss Lisa first lightly on the lips an then more and more passionately, all the while rubbing first one then the other breasts, lightly pulling on her nipples. Lisa caressed Peg's breasts as they kissed. This was just too much for me; my cock was rock hard trying to burst through my underwear and shorts. I quickly jumped off of the bed and ran down stairs to grab my tripod and video camera. I popped a blank tape in and turned it on focusing on the action on the bed. By this time Lisa was sucking on Peg's breasts and rubbing her hand over Peg's belly, down over her bald pussy and onto her thighs. Peggy was close to cumming from the excitement of the moment and the light touch of Lisa. I quickly stripped off my clothes and started to jump back onto the bed but though better of it. I moved to the floor and started rubbing and kissing Lisa's thighs. At my first touch she moaned and opened her thighs giving me direct access to her dripping pussy.

Lisa kissed her way down over Peg's belly and as she did so she scooted herself closer and closer to the edge of the bed. As Lisa took her first lick of Peg's pussy, I timed my first lick of her pussy to match. Both girls screamed and came at the same time shaking violently. We all paused so they could settle down a bit and then resumed our explorations. Lisa's dripping teenage pussy was so tasty; I licked and sucked her juices as she did the same to Peggy. Both girls were getting excited again, climbing closer and closer to another orgasm. I listened to their moans using broad strokes with my tongue to drive Lisa wild. She matched what I was doing to her to what she did to Peggy stroke for stroke. As both girls got ready to cum, I sucked hard onto her clit making her go into convulsions, slamming her pussy against my lips, shooting her cum into my mouth.

As the girls calmed down a bit I stood up at the side of the bed. Peggy loves to suck my cock, and when she saw how hard they had made me, she literally dived on it engulfing the whole 8 inches into her mouth and throat. She sucked hungrily, eager for my cum. Realizing that Lisa was sitting there just watching, Peggy pulled off my cock and kissed her, "have you ever sucked cock before?" she asked. "No" Lisa replied, "but it looks so hot!!" Peggy told her to give it a try and Lisa bent forward taking a tentative lick. My cock jumped at this new touch. Lisa quickly sucked my cock down her throat, stopping just at her gag reflex area. It may have been Lisa's first time, but she took to it like a pro, and in seconds she was sliding my cock all the way down her throat. I kissed Peggy and grabbed Lisa's head fucking her face faster and faster as my cum moved from my balls. I pulled my cock from Lisa's mouth just as my first blast flew from my cock bathing her tits in cum. My second shot I pointed at Peg's tits bathing them too. I would have continued spraying both girls, but my hungry little wife grabbed my cock and swallowed it sucking the rest of my cum from me. I collapsed between the girls.

Peggy, having just a taste of my cum wanted more, so she reached over and rubbed the cum on Lisa's tits into them making sure to smooth gobs of it over her taunt nipples. Then she leaned in and starting licking it off Lisa's tits leaving the best for last, those hard nipples. As she sucked Lisa's breasts clean, Lisa rubbed the cum on Peggy into her tits. Once she felt Peggy had cleaned her adequately she pushed Peggy back and reciprocated. Peggy went wild, she had a hunger in her, and there was no stopping her from feeding that hunger. Peggy pushed Lisa down towards her pussy, and I helped Lisa move over me and over Peg's face. As Peggy lifted her head to lick Lisa's pussy Lisa got the idea and quickly started licking and sucking Peg's quivering pussy. I moved off of the bed and grabbed the video camera wanting to get some great close-ups of this hot 69. After a few minutes of this my cock was unbearable hard again, and I needed to relieve it and soon.

I moved around the bed and climbed up onto it joining Peggy in giving Lisa a great tongue bath. I battled Peggy over Lisa's sweet pussy losing badly, so I moved up and tongued her pretty little pink asshole. Lisa soaked Peggy mouth with a gush of pussy cream when I slid my tongue into her tight little asshole. I moved up and rubbed my cock over her ass and pussy pausing only to allow Peggy to suck the head a little. Lisa lifted her head from Peg's pussy and said "Oh yeah, take my cherry pussy!!! Fuck me PLEASE!!!!!" I almost came right then but held back as Peggy smiled at me from below Lisa's pussy. My grin was so wide you could have driven a Mack truck through it as I poised the head of my cock at Lisa's tight pussy. I pushed the head into her and she screamed with joy. As I pushed further I pushed against her hymen and paused. "this may hurt a little Lisa, but I'll be gentle."

"Fuck me please!!!!! Drive your cock into my virgin Pussy!!!! Lisa gasped. With that I drove through, eliciting a small scream from Lisa, then it was nothing by moans as Peggy and I double-teamed her. I knew I couldn't last too long, her pussy was sooo tight, and from the moans and screams from Lisa, she wasn't far from having the cum of her young life. Peggy reached up and squeezed my balls and that was all it took, I drove my cock deep into Lisa's tight pussy and came, my first shot of cum driving Lisa over the edge. Her screams she tried to muffle in Peg's pussy, but all that did was drive Peggy over the edge and we all came hard.

As we all settled back to earth, Lisa stated that she had to go, her boss would be looking for her. As she dressed, I asked her how many vacuums she had sold in the last month, "one" was her reply, "to my grandmother."

"Well Lisa, we're getting ready to move to the beach for the summer and we need a nanny for my four year old son, would you be interested?" Lisa looked at both my and Peg's smiling faces, kissed us both and said "When do we leave!?!?!?!"

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Life is full of surprises. Some are good, some are bad, but if you wait long enough, even so-called worldly people can be surprised. My first complete surprise came several years after marrying Jewels. We had met while I was overseas with the Military and she was a recent High School graduate traveling Europe. We've been together ever since.

Our relationship has always been highly sexually charged. Our first date culminated in a very difficult, but exciting oral sex encounter in the front seat of a Fiat. The acrobatics necessary to pull that off were impressive enough, but the feeling of Jewels' lips wrapped around me were even more so. Our second date was simply a quest to find a private spot to enjoy each other more fully. Of course we had dinner and drinks, but the tension throughout the pre-sexual festivities was palpable.

We were always very honest about our sexuality. It was no secret that she had been repressing bi-sexual tendencies for many years, but had never been brave enough to act on them. I discovered this while we watched our first porn movie together and were making out. About ten minutes into the movie a girl / girl scene came on. I noticed that she stopped paying so much attention to me and was drawn to the tv screen. After a few moments I slid my hand up her thigh and felt the soft folds of her pussy. I had never felt her so wet. Her juices were flowing from her, soaking my hand as I caressed her. We discussed it at length later on and she admitted all of her fantasies and desires to me. She also expressed fear about taking that first step and admitted that she would probably never have the nerve to initiate sexual contact with another woman. It would be six years before we found out.

In 1995, we moved to Jewels' home town. I started a new job and Jewels was staying home with our first born son. During that time I met a woman at work who I really seemed to connect with. Becky was a fellow manager, divorced, had a son, and by all accounts seemed to be very average. She wasn't some beauty-queen, pin-up kind of woman. She was pretty, but seemed to hide it behind her conservative attire and business-like hairstyles. She was full-figured like Jewels and aside from being a few inches taller, reminded me so much of my wife. As friends do, we eventually had conversations about our lives, our likes, our dislikes, and our social preferences. What emerged was a very sensual, adventurous, and open personality that I never would have guessed existed. Being a single mother she didn't get to go out and blow off steam very often. Neither did Jewels and I. So, after talking to Jewels about it, it was decided that the three of us would find sitters for the kids and go hit the town for some much needed fun.

Two weeks later, we were all set. I had no idea where we would go, but Jewels and Becky had decided. I had never been to a strip club. I know that seems weird for a grown man of 28 at the time, but I had never seen the point of going to see women take their clothes off and paying $5 for a drink. Jewels and Becky, on the other hand, wanted to find out first hand what the big deal was all about. They arranged for us to visit a local club for our outing.

We arrived fairly early by club standards I suppose, because basically we were the only patrons present when we walked in. The staff was very attentive since we were the only paying customers and quickly brought our order of drinks. Becky had decided it would be vodka shooters for everyone. A bucket of ice, holding 6 tall slender vodka shot glasses, and a bowl of lime slices were placed at our table. The table itself was very small. Built for two it was barely larger than a wide barstool. This caused us all to be very close to each other and made it easier for us to talk without yelling over the music. We were off to the side of the stage and had a perfect view of the dancers as they all performed their routines and traded places asking if anyone wanted a private dance. By the time we were on our third order of shots, the place was nearly packed. Fortunately we were in an area with few tables and we were close to the restrooms, so we never had to fight our way around anyone to get what we needed. Due to my alcohol loosened wallet, the tips ensured we received prompt and steady service as well. All in all it was a pretty enjoyable time.

Jewels is the kind of woman who has few inhibitions to begin with, but after a few drinks, inhibition is no longer a word she understands. She caught me watching a dancer and slid her hand up my leg, resting it on my crotch. She frowned. "Aww, what's the matter honey? The girls not turning you on?" "Well, not really." I answered. "It's just women prancing around in lingerie. I can see that in your Victoria's Secret catalogue." We all laughed. She gave my crotch a soft rub and looked at Becky. "He really isn't aroused at all! I think that one (nodding her head toward the dancer on stage) is really hot." Becky turned to look at the dancer. "She is. And I think her tits are even real." The girls again laughed. "I can't believe you aren't getting turned on by her." Becky said as she made eye contact with me. "He really isn't." Jewels added. Then Jewels reached over the table and took Becky's hand. She pulled Becky's hand under the table to my crotch and placed it directly onto my cock. Then Jewels gently rubbed the back of Becky's hand with her own. I was surprised, but not shocked. Becky caressed me for a moment before removing her hand and frowning at me. "My goodness, we really need to do something about that." She laughed, then added, "I'm sure Jewels will take care of you later."

What I didn't notice at first was the fact that Jewels and Becky were still holding hands. Their hands now on the table, I watched as they interlaced their fingers and flirted, rubbing their thumbs together, tracing imaginary lines with their finger nails. Our next round arrived with fresh limes. I did my shot and reached for a slice of lime. Jewels pushed my hand down to the table and picked up a slice. She placed the lime in her mouth and leaned over to kiss me. As we kissed, she bit the lime and passed it into my mouth, followed by her warm tongue. It was the most sensual kiss I had felt in a long time, so we held it as long as we could. After our kiss I looked at Becky who was frowning again. "That's not fair, I want some too." She said as she took her shot of vodka. Jewels picked up another slice of lime, passed it to me with a kiss, then gently guided my face toward Becky. I passed the lime to her in the same manner. Her lips were so soft and inviting. She accepted the lime and my trespassing tongue as if it was just meant to be. We pulled away.

"Mmmm. More." Becky demanded. We all took another shot. This time I started the lime. I passed it to Jewels who then leaned over and passed it to Becky with a kiss. Their kiss was electric. Passions that had been held back for so long had surfaced and there was no turning back. After a moment, Becky removed the lime from her mouth, but quickly returned to her kiss with Jewels. It was so erotic that I found myself staring in amazement as if watching a movie. I was in a trance, mesmerized by the beauty of this moment. After what seemed a long time, they pulled away from each other and held eye contact. Then they both looked at me. Becky reached under the table again and placed her hand on my now swelling cock. "I think we solved his problem." She said, giggling. Jewels followed suit, and after feeling me, added, "Hmm. We can do better than that. But that will come later."

The kissing lime routine continued for the next half hour or so with all of us trading kisses and slices, continuing to do more shots of vodka. Both women were dressed all in black with short skirts and lacy tops. I found myself imagining how wet Jewels must have been by this time, so I asked. "What about you? Are you aroused?" As I kissed her she pulled my hand to her inner thigh and pulled it toward her. It was not her habit to wear panties, so her naked, swollen pussy lips were no surprise. I could feel that her lips were soaked with her juices. I slid my middle finger up and down between her inner lips and pulled my hand to my lips. As I licked the tip of my finger, Becky grabbed my wrist and pulled it toward her. She stared into my eyes and ran her tongue up the length of my middle finger, eventually taking the tip into her mouth, sucking on it, savoring the taste of Jewels' pussy. I could feel Jewels' thigh shiver against mine as she watched Becky. "Mmm." Becky moaned. "Very nice."

Jewels' hand was already on Becky's left thigh. I felt Becky's right thigh push into mine as she spread her legs just enough to invite Jewels' hand closer to it's mark. A moment later, Jewels placed her fingers to her lips and tasted her new friend in the same manner. She then rubbed her fingers across my lips, allowing me to taste Becky's sweetness as well. This was the point at which we all sort of broke from our trance and realized that we were getting carried away in a public place. As we glanced around, we noticed that more patrons were watching us than the dancers on stage. It was time to go.

"When are you going to show me your new place?" Becky asked innocently. Jewels and I had just rented a house, but weren't moving in until the following week. We already had the keys. Jewels replied, "Let's go now. I think we're about to get thrown out anyway." We all laughed.

We carefully drove the few blocks to our future residence with Becky following in her car. We pulled into the drive and walked up the front steps to the door, doing our best not to stagger. I unlocked the door and opened it, doing my best door-man impression as I bowed and waved the women through. We did the standard tour of the empty house, which took some time considering it had four bedrooms, a finished attic, a full basement, and was three stories tall. Built in 1929, the Victorian style house would be a project for us with the intent being to fix it up and buy it from the owner. After the tour we all wound up in the carpeted dining room, having one of those awkward moments, not knowing if we should say goodnight, or see where else the evening would go.

I was mumbling something about dreading work Monday morning and that we should all go out again soon because it was a lot of fun to get out and let loose when Jewels reached up, placed her hand at the base of my neck, and pulled my mouth to her. She kissed me deeply and aggressively, letting me feel her need. She pulled away and placed her head on my shoulder, half hugging me while running her hand over my chest and stomach with her free hand. I kissed the top of her head and looked at Becky. She was leaning against the wall watching us. Her right hand was slowly rubbing across her tummy and along her pelvis. Jewels turned her face up to me and again kissed me. I ran my right hand up her thighs, raising her skirt as I went, and slid my hand between her legs, cupping her now dripping pussy. She shivered as I slipped two of my fingers into her. She returned the favor by grabbing my growing cock through my pants, rubbing up and down, stroking me. All the while, Becky stood, staring, but now her hand was cupping her breast, her fingers gently squeezing her left nipple. She licked her lips as if she was about to say something, but then didn't. She stepped closer to us, approaching from behind Jewels, and began running her hands over Jewels' shoulders and arms, then her waist and hips. Becky then moved Jewels hair to the side and began kissing her neck ever so softly. Jewels began to shake, either from fear, or from anticipation, but she reached behind her with one hand and pulled Becky tighter into her.

As I kissed Jewels' lips and neck, and Becky kissed her shoulders and neck, our faces eventually met. We kissed passionately, her tongue exploring my mouth as mine did the same to hers. I began unbuttoning Jewels' blouse and unclipped the front clasp of her bra, releasing her large breasts. Becky's hands naturally roamed around Jewels' waist and rose up to caress Jewels' now bare breasts. Jewels raised her hand behind her and slid it between Becky's thighs. I couldn't see what was happening, but I could hear the moist sounds of Jewels' fingers rubbing Becky's pussy. It was then that I learned that Becky was also opposed to wearing panties, at least for a night on the town.

Jewels' was getting so worked up that she was shaking, so I thought it was time to lay her down before her legs gave out. Slowly I lowered her to the carpet, first to her knees, where I finished removing her blouse as Becky moved to her side and slid her tongue into Jewels' mouth. They held their kiss as Jewels began removing Becky's blouse, eventually exposing Becky's upper body. Becky slid lower and took Jewels' left nipple into her mouth, sucking it softly, causing Jewels to moan. Jewels held Becky's head in place by running her hands through Becky's hair to the back of her neck. Becky then reached for me and guided me to Jewels' right nipple as Jewels caressed and squeezed Becky's swaying tits.

Neither of their skirts ever fully came off, but within moments the skirts were gathered around each of their hips, fully exposing their treasures. As passions grew, both women struggled to continue pleasing each other while helping me out of my own clothes. Their hands worked in concert, Jewels' right and Becky's left, as they loosened my belt, unbuttoned my shirt, and unzipped my pants. Before long I was also fully exposed, my rigid cock bouncing eagerly in the cool air. Jewels went down to the floor onto her back, bringing Becky with her while pulling me down onto her. She wrapped her right leg around my hips and pulled my cock toward her engorged pussy, silently asking me to enter her. I paused, not knowing if I should wait and allow the women to continue their exploration. Becky noticed my pause and reached down with her left hand to take my shaft in her grasp. She guided me toward Jewels' waiting opening, softly stroking me as she did so. I entered her easily. I had never felt Jewels so wet. I could only imagine her arousal, but I could feel her hunger rush through me as I penetrated her, driving as deeply into her depths as possible. She squealed, softly bit Becky's lower lip, and released a rush of moisture that squeezed past my shaft and ran down my balls to the carpet. Becky left her hand at Jewels' pussy and rubbed her clit as I began to slide in and out of her sopping we hole. Becky's fingers explored, sliding along my shaft as it exited Jewels, picking up the juices. She sucked her fingers dry before returning to nibble and suck on Jewels' nipples. Becky had moved herself onto her hands and knees, hovering over Jewels as she licked, sucked, and kissed the naked flesh below her. Jewels had raised her left hand between Becky's legs and was rapidly fingering Becky's pussy. I could see her fingers entering and leaving Becky's body as I raised up on my knees and continued to slowly fuck Jewels. My hands also began to explore, rubbing along the small of Becky's back, along her raised ass, and down her thigh. I explored her breasts, cupping and gently squeezing them as they hung over my wife.

Becky then raised her head and looked up at me. Without saying a word, she opened her mouth, exposing her tongue, and glanced down at Jewels' pussy. I took the hint and pulled my cock from it's warm, wonderful home and lay down next to Jewels, kissing her and caressing her body. Becky immediately turned and slid over Jewels with her face hovering between Jewels' knees. As Becky's head lowered, Jewels let out a wild sounding growl that I can only describe as completely primal. Her left hand squeezed Becky's raised ass cheek and her right hand squeezed my aching cock. Seconds later Jewels screamed and Becky squealed as Jewels' cum shot out of her, splashing against Becky's lips and chin. "Oh my God!" Becky gasped. "That was fucking awesome." She then immediately drove her face back into Jewels' crotch to continue lapping at the spilled juices that were running down Jewels' lips.

Jewels let go of my cock and pulled herself up onto her elbows, watching Becky as she licked and sucked. Jewels then pushed Becky gently and guided her onto her back. Straddling Becky's face in a 69 position, Jewels then slowly lowered her head to Becky's now aching cunt and took her first real taste of female flesh. Soon Jewels was moaning and lapping at Becky's pussy like a starving animal. Becky wrapped her legs around Jewels' head and pulled her down with her hands, forcing Jewels face into her crotch even harder. Becky occasionally raised her head to suck Jewels clit, but was forced to release and lower her head back to the carpet as she was overcome by her own orgasm. Since Becky was occupied and no longer buried in Jewels' pussy, my own ache directed me behind Jewels. I slowly moved over Becky's head and placed the tip of my cock against Jewels' opening. I slid into her slowly, but not fully, only penetrating her halfway. Becky used her left hand and began to caress my balls as they dangled over her face. Becky then placed both of her hands around my legs and onto my ass. She pushed me forward, driving me into Jewels in a steady stroke. As my strokes grew harder, Jewels must have begun licking and sucking harder, because Becky's moans seemed to be timed with my penetrations. Harder and harder she pushed me into Jewels' waiting pussy, moaning and squealing in time with Jewels. Then they both came. Jewels' cum again sprayed out, soaking my balls and Becky's neck, and dripping down her inner thighs. Becky must have came pretty hard as well, because Jewels' licking sound became a slurping sound as she buried her face in Becky's pussy.

Becky then pulled me back, allowing my cock to fall out of Jewels and dangle over her mouth. She quickly took the head of my cock between her lips and sucked Jewels' juices from it. Her sucking then became more intense, taking me deeper and deeper into her mouth, the head of my cock slamming into the back of her throat. I tried to pull back a little because I thought it might be uncomfortable for her, but she immediately grabbed my hips and forced me to stay still, intentionally driving my cock as deep into her throat as possible. Eventually Jewels crawled forward allowing me to lower myself down. Becky took my cock entirely into her mouth, not stopping until she had reached the base and my balls were against her nose. She gave one brief gagging sound, then drove harder and faster, fucking her face with my cock. I pulled away when I felt I was about to cum myself. I didn't want this night to end just yet. She tried to stop me from leaving her mouth, but after she knew I wasn't following her lead, she released me.

Jewels crawled around and lay down next to Becky. Both of them were covered in a sheen of sweat and were panting from the intensity of what had just happened. Jewels took my hand and pulled me around until I was next to her, but on my knees between Becky's feet. Becky's knees were still raised, giving me a perfect view of her pussy with my bouncing cock a mere two feet from her. Jewels softly grabbed my cock and began stroking it while she locked her gaze on Becky's eyes. They looked at each other without speaking for what seemed like 2 or 3 minutes, although I'm sure it was much shorter than that. They smiled at each other and kissed softly, briefly. When they made eye contact again, Jewels gave a subtle nod and Becky nodded in reply. Apparently reaching a silent agreement, Jewels lowered her lips to Becky breast and took her nipple into her mouth while still holding my cock firmly in her hand. Slowly she pulled me down between Becky's knees, closer and closer to Becky's opening.

Becky opened her thighs as wide as she could, an unspoken invitation and approval, her body expressing what she was unable to say, asking me to enter her. I hesitated, if only for a moment, as if waiting for some confirmation of what I thought I was witnessing. Jewels released Becky's nipple and looked at me.
"It's ok. Fuck her. Put your cock in her. I want to see your cock sliding in and out of her." Jewels whispered. Becky raised her head and added, "I haven't had a real cock in 2 years." Almost as if I wasn't doing it myself, I lowered myself to her, feeling the surreal sensation of my wife's hand rubbing the head of my cock against another woman's pussy. Then I pressed forward, pushing the head of my cock into her. She moaned, Jewels moaned, and I gasped as I felt the unfamiliar flesh grab at my shaft. Jewels moved her hand to my ass and pushed me deeper, slowly deeper, until my cock was buried in her new friend. Becky's legs grabbed me around the hips and pulled me tighter as if ensuring that every centimeter was inside her warm depths. She was not as tight as Jewels, but her pussy felt wonderful wrapped around my cock, grabbing me, almost milking me. "Oh yes. Fuck me. Please, fuck me." Becky said softly.

I began pumping into her, slowly at first, then faster and harder. Her body seemed to be asking me to fuck her harder, to slam my pelvis into hers. Occasionally she would hold me deep inside her with her legs, grinding her clit against me roughly. Then she would release me, controlling the speed of my hips with her legs. Harder and faster. Faster and harder. Finally she clutched me, both with her legs, which pulled me so tight against her I could feel her hard clit crushed against my pelvic bone, as well as with the walls of her pussy, which squeezed my cock and shuttered. She screamed as she came and Jewels quickly kissed her roughly, muffling the scream. I too was close to coming and began pulling backward to get out of her. At first she wouldn't let go, pulling me tighter the more I tried to pull away. Finally, she lowered her legs. I quickly drove into her a few more times, then pulled out.

Jewels immediately sat up and grabbed my cock, placing it in her mouth. She sucked me fast and hard for about four strokes before I exploded. My cum shot forth, splashing against the back of her throat, and she struggled to swallow it without choking. She milked me of every drop and continued sucking my cock, savoring my cum as well as Becky's, licking my cock clean before releasing it and letting me collapse to the floor. We all lay there for some time catching our breath. Then, as if on command, we all started to chuckle.

Eventually we all got dressed and made it home safely. From that encounter, we formed a long term friendship with Becky that lasted for some time. Although there would be other exciting surprises, nothing will ever take the place of the Kissing Lime.

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"Hey!" Felix said.

Scott jerked his baby blues off the bar table.

Felix's voice returned to its natural hoarseness. "It's daytime, in case you have forgotten."

"No time for dozing off," Ivan said in his mellifluous voice.

As if casting fishhooks, Scott threw Felix and Ivan side-glances—first left, then right. "Bear with me."

"Heading for north of the border must have taken a lot of guts," Felix said. "I bet you have a lot on your mind."

"You could say that," Scott drawled.

Felix lifted his bottle away from the stripes of sunlight. He tilted back his glass bottle and short neck and swigged some beer. The swarthiness of Felix's neck and nape accentuated the fog of dimness behind him.

Scott raised his square chin toward the short guy.

Felix slapped his bottle onto the shellacked wood of the table. "Have you hooked up with any babes?"

"Not yet," Scott muttered.

"And you've been here three weeks?" Ivan piped in. "We have to get our bass guitarist some cunt."

Scott's dick twitched.

"Actually," Bert said from in front, "my girlfriend has been taking a liking to Scott."

The rattling plates and glasses must have distorted Bert's words from the kitchen, Scott surmised, for no dude would ever talk like this.

"Lily doesn't like us?" Ivan whined. "What doesn't she see in her fellow Canadians?"

"Lily's dating me, isn't she?" Bert said, "and Lily thinks that you and Felix are cool. But the both of you are in closed relationships. Scott is single … and he is American."

"So what?" Ivan said.

A grin tiptoed across the stubble of Bert's face. "Lily's never done it with an American."

"I'm feeling like crap," Ivan said. "I'm getting out of here." He flashed his teeth in a quasi-smirk and fidgeted to his black sneakers.

Bert bent forward and grabbed Ivan's forearm. "Not so fast, tiger." Like a batter at the end of a pitch, Bert kept his head down and forward. Slowly, Bert tugged Ivan's pale forearm.

Ivan allowed muscle and gravity to pull him back onto his Windsor chair of camel. "This better be good."

Bert released his grip.

Bert's hair bordered between lanky and wavy. Like strings of jute, it dangled from the sides of Bert's head onto the shellacked wood of the table.

What a contrast, Scott thought, between Bert's sleek hair of bronze, Felix's medium waves of chestnut-brown, and Ivan's short, upright hair spikes of coffee bean brown. Scott's shaggy hair, by contrast, was dishwater blond and short as the fur of a Dachshund.

Bert squinched up his mildly squinty eyes. "You can't expect Lily to open her heart to guys like you."

"You mean, guys in 'closed relationships,'" Ivan said, drawing quotes in the air.

"You chose to enter into such relationships," Bert said.

"Only because our girlfriends would've lost it had we suggested otherwise," Felix bounced in. He huffed impatiently. "You bis are so lucky. You have your own sections of town across North America and Europe, your bi chicks to pick from, your radio and cable networks, your fraternities and sororities, bi workout clubs, bi sports teams, and the freedom to enjoy the best of both worlds."

Scott skimmed the wooden tables around him—and breathed easier when he found them still vacant.

"Bi power is the product of decades of organizing," Bert said.

Scott's skin itched with droplets of moisture.

"We have gone from 6% of the population to 17%," Bert went on. "Sociologists predict that number will skyrocket in the 2020s."

"That's around the corner!" Scott protested.

Quick as lightning, the three turned their collegiate faces to Scott.

What have I done? Scott thought. Up to then, he had restrained his impetuousness. It was his way of ingratiating himself with this group, as opposed to flying off the handle in the style of back home. Scott drew a deep breath.

The beery air, however, had turned thick enough to drink.

Scott took a swill of his suds.

It didn't make a difference, for Scott's throat was drier than beach sand. Scott needed ice water in his mouth—and on his skin. But with the early June heat oozing into the bar-restaurant, Scott wasn't sure that ice would hold for long in a drinking glass.

Scott rose to his black cowboy boots. "I better go."

"You're not getting blue balls, are you?" Felix said.

"Come again?" Scott replied.

"You know, with Bert talking about loaning his babe to you."

"Nuh," Scott said. "I just need fresh air … and some bottled water out of that vendin' machine. I'll see you tomorrow at band practice."

"Maybe we can ride together next time, eh?" Bert said.

Not if you keep makin' me feel this uncomfortable, Scott thought.

II

A silver silo glinted in front of the western sun. Pebbles crackled under the dusty cowboy boots of the collegians. The smell of wheat, chicory, spearmint, and honeysuckle wafted through the air like butterflies in search of flowers. The macadam road, in turn, continued to inch past everyone.

Lily and Bert came to a halt.

Twenty feet behind, Felix, Ivan, and Scott stopped.

Lily and Bert turned their round chins toward each other. The couple puckered their lips and sucked maple syrup out of each fold.

Felix exhaled. "Lord, have mercy."

Scott turned his face left and glanced at the skin of wheat bread.

Ivan added, "Lead us not into temptation."

Scott glimpsed rightward at the skin of English muffins. Never had Scott felt like ham in the middle. Accordingly, part of him wanted to ah at what Lily was doing, while part of him was determined to keep his desires hidden.

Felix uttered, "I hate to say this, Scott. But if I were you, I would decline their offer."

"If I were you, I would take it," Ivan chimed in.

Left to right, Scott's face turned like a surveillance camera sped up sixfold. Scott stopped. Pensively, he turned his face back left. "Why would you decline their offer?"

"Do you have a loose screw upstairs?" Felix said. "No dude lends his chick to another dude."

"Bi dudes do," Ivan said eagerly.

"Nothing is free in this world," Felix stated. "If a guy lends his gal, he wants something in return."

"Like what?" Scott pressed.

"I don't know," Felix moaned. "Fulfilling his girlfriend's fantasies? Indulging his libido? Recruiting a straight guy to his side of the fence?"

"You're exaggerating," Ivan said. "Bi guys share their girls all the time, and there is no 'recruiting' involved."

"But the bi men please each other in ways that would make Scott very nervous."

Scott fell short of breath.

"Whatever the answer, one thing is for sure," Felix said. "Bert must really like you to offer his girlfriend's cooch to you."

Scott's heart slugged outward like a fist. Why, Scott raged, did Felix have to rub in the obvious? Wasn't the sight before them temptation enough? Anger welled up in Scott like a whirl of water boiling to the surface of a sauna.

Scott grumped, "If you're so terrified of relishin' Bert's dessert, why were you so upset yesterday when Bert mentioned Lily's lack of interest in you?"

"Look at her!" Felix said.

Lily and Bert were still smooching—a robin and a cardinal singing into each other's mouths. Lily's short dress of maize was tracing paper shimmering in the sunshine, and the slim curves of her physique rippled under the fabric.

A whiff of yearning escaped Scott.

Lily's hair was an auburn handkerchief of silk, and it rose toward the small cornrows of her crown bun. No princess had ever worn a crown as beautiful as hers. Lily's thin strands of hair glowed like the wheat fields around the roaming party. The tip of Lily's nose, in turn, reflected the low sun as if a golden dime.

Scott's testicles stuck to the bottom of his sack like boiling shell noodles in need of a stirring. Scott grasped his nuts, and in surprise at his act, he let them go.

Felix looked at Scott askance. Ivan, however, cast Scott an approving side-glance.

Should I go for Bert's offer? Scott pondered. If he did, Scott knew that he would have to pay big time, for no guy would lend his girl for free.

A gust of wind blew upon Scott's face from the north—Lily and Bert's direction. The breeze dried the sweat droplets on Scott's forehead, and the air's coolness soothed Scott's skin like baby oil.

Perhaps, Scott concluded, he could ask Lily and Bert what they wanted from him.

III

Scott buzzed up the flight of stairs. He knocked on the wooden panel door, paced like a lion in a cage, and took a deep breath. Someone had managed to push up the glass window at the top of the previous landing. This allowed the late spring breeze to cool the humid interior of the building.

The door of hickory thudded back.

Scott turned.

Lily grinned readily—and showed her white incisors of china.

Scott stuttered some Is.

Lily spoke in a reedy voice. "Calm down," she said. "I won't go away."

Scott had not even phoned Lily for fear of Bert's seeing him on the phone screen. Yet, from Lily's behavior, Scott felt as if she and himself had engaged in the most intimate of conversations—prior to Scott's arrival. That emotion made Scott very uneasy.

Scott said, "I wanted to talk to you and Bert."

"Come in," Lily lipped.

Scott wavered, then stepped onto the wooden slats of the apartment.

The polished boards of the floor glistened under the sunbeams coming from the left. The low ceiling slanted as though part of a gambrel roof. A scent of wood shavings, in turn, permeated the environs.

Scott rotated toward Lily. "Where's Bert?"

"He's not here," Lily said. Behind her, she shut the door of deep brown.

"I better go."

"Wait!" Lily implored, seizing Scott's forearm.

Lily's palm felt like the sole of a baby's foot, except that it was larger.

Scott's heart raced like a rolling drum.

Gentle as the frills on her white blouse, Lily tugged Scott toward the futon of an oakwood loveseat. Suddenly, she threw him onto the skin-of-zebra print.

"What the hell?" Scott said.

Lily straddled Scott's blue jeans, which were washed in extra-hot water.

My jeans might as well be a saddle! Scott said to himself.

Lily wrapped her arms around Scott.

Scott tried to get up from the skin-of-zebra futon. All of his energy, however, had rushed to his hard-on.

Lily inched her thin lips of honey closer to Scott's lips.

Scott let his parted mouth drink from Lily's exhales. At one point, Scott actually felt Lily's breath descend his windpipe and stoke the pent-up urges at the bottom of his chest.

Scott could barely speak. "Aren't you happy with Bert?"

Lightly, Lily blew beneath Scott's heart-shaped hairline. "Of course."

"Then, why are you chasin' after me?" Scott said.

Lily straightened her upper body. "You certainly are more urbane than you look." She dismounted Scott's legs, sauntered away, and twirled toward Scott. "Bert and I like you, and we would like to include you in our relationship."

Scott arched his khaki eyebrows. "Come again?"

"Lots of couples are becoming threesomes," Lily said matter-of-factly.

Scott puffed a laugh.

"I'm serious," Lily said.

"I thought that bisexuality was a woman thing."

"That's what the straight world wants you to think," Lily said. "But the post-2017 era will be for men what the post-1960 era was for women."

"Huh?"

"More men calling themselves bi," Lily said. "Haven't you noticed the rise in bi-identified people, especially since 2017?"

"I've heard about it on TV," Scott mumbled.

"That increase shows that more people are willing to share their partners with cherished others."

"Why are you tellin' me this?" Scott said. "I'm straight."

"So? Many straight people get into polyamorous relationships."

"Poly what?" Scott said.

"But while you're at it," Lily interrupted, "it wouldn't be such a bad idea if you explored the homosexual side of your bisexuality."

The b word seemed to melt entrenched attitudes, old arousal patters, and defenses that Scott didn't even know he had. Scott fought the strange sensations stirring in him, but to his shock, part of him didn't want to.

"You'll still be as heteroromantic as 70% of the population," Lily said. "But in the purely sexual sense, you'll be as bi as 80% of the population is in potential."

Where, Scott wondered, did Lily learn all those technical terms?

Lily proceeded, "Males are more bisexual than females because men can easily divorce sex from romance. Less emotional complications for men, so more bi sex for them."

Something about those words plucked a string inside Scott.

"Guys, of course, love their girls romantically, and their girls want them to," Lily said. "It's just that guys can be sexual with each other without being in love. I want you and me, however, to be close and to start dating."

The hickory door thumped open.

Scott jolted like a startled caribou.

"There's my confrere," Bert said, "and here's my buttercup." The blond knitted his painter lips and drew nearer to Lily's ballerina lips.

Lily pressed her thin lips against Bert's thicker ones and cooed under her breath.

Scott's cock started to re-harden like a fritter being made in someone's hand.

Scott rose to his cowboy boots, hoping to nip his woody in the bud. Instead, Scott noticed that Bert was also sporting cowboy boots of light brown. The discovery made Scott feel at one with Bert. This made Scott more jittery, particularly since Lily was not wearing boots to counterbalance his "connection" to Bert.

"Scotty, buddy!"

Scott jerked up his baby blues toward Bert.

"What have you been doing up here?" Bert continued.

Perhaps, Scott thought, Bert hadn't been serious about lending his girlfriend to him. From Bert's just-got-up sound of voice, Scott inferred that Bert must have been jesting when he brought up the subject at the bar-restaurant. "I … ," Scott began, wracking his brain for a way out of this situation. "I came to talk to you both."

"About what?" Bert guggled.

"Scott came to consider our offer," Lily said.

Butterflies flew inside Scott's stomach.

Bert sounded amused. "What's his answer?"

"He's not sure," Lily replied. "But I think I can get Scott to come around—that is, if we adjust the thermostat to a warm setting."

"What do you mean?" Bert said.

Lily turned her oval face toward Scott and started to unbutton her white blouse.

"Don't do this," Scott said in a low tone.

The white linen gave way to pink flesh, to a trace of muscles, and to moist skin.

Bert woofed.

"I'm not in the best frame of mind for this," Scott said.

Lily's pearl-white bra, however, pulled Scott's eyes forward like a U-magnet a set of pins.

Lily reached behind and unfastened her lace brassier.

Quicker than hail, Bert snatched Lily's hands. Bert re-fastened the bra strap and brought down Lily's small hands. "You mentioned adjusting the thermostat to a warm setting," Bert said. "This is pushing the switch to overheat."

Lily pouted her peach-red lips at Bert. "I'm sorry," she said. "I just can't wait to get romantically and physically intimate with him."

Scott almost came—and his peter wasn't even at full mast. "Why are you doin' this to me?"

"Because somewhere deep down, you want me to," Lily said.

"I don't wanna steal the girlfriend of the lead singer of my band!" Scott protested. "You think I wanna alienate myself like that?"

"Bert doesn't mind sharing me with you," Lily said.

"And why is that?" Scott spat, flogging his eyes toward Bert.

With the calmness of a cumulus cloud, Bert panned his gray irises from Lily to Scott. "Have a seat, pal."

"I'm not sittin'," Scott barked.

"Then, we'll take a load off our feet," Bert said. He led Lily by one of her hands of butter.

Scott crossed his strong arms.

The futon with the skin-of-zebra print twanged to the weight of the couple. Then, a whiff of air swept a faint odor of hay into the living room.

"Listen carefully," Bert said. "I know the world we come from—a world of distrust, competition, scarcity, and unfulfilled desires. Like you, I grew up in that world, indoctrinated to be straight. Everything reinforced that leitmotif—my family, my peers, my teachers, television. Then, I discovered an amazing world, a subculture where guys and girls can be themselves in a fun, healthy, respectful, and responsible manner. A world where the rules are humane and life-affirming."

"Spare me the public service announcement," Scott drawled.

"I know what you're going through," Bert intoned. "I was as nervous as you when I learned about alternative ways of being."

Scott started to pace back and forth.

"Even now, part of me is scared about releasing Lily to your arms," Bert said. "After all, I've never shared Lily before."

Scott stopped abruptly.

"When I was a college sophomore, however, a buddy of mine shared his woman with me," Bert said. "I must tell you. It was the most transcending experience I have ever had."

"Monogamy is the norm," Scott rumbled. "One man. One woman. It's simple, and one doesn't run the risk of hurtin' anyone."

"That's why bi men are selective about whom they share their ladies with—and vice-versa for bi women," Bert said. "Like everything else in life, there is the potential for hurt. But the potential for enjoyment is just as great. Does the average person abandon pleasurable activities because of their potential danger?"

Scott shook an uneasy no.

"Then, why should we make sexual and romantic relationships an exception?"

Stillness fell onto the room like foam after a breaking wave.

Scott broke the quiet like walnuts crashing onto a sidewalk. "You don't love Lily, do you?"

"It is because I love Lily that I respect her freedom to be with you," Bert replied.

"What do you get out of this?" Scott said.

"Pleasure from knowing that Lily's enjoying herself," Bert answered.

Bert's casualness rocked Scott's psyche like an earthquake a pillar of marble. Scott snapped, "Why can't Lily enjoy herself with you?"

"She does," Bert said. "But one person can't be everything to another person—just like a lead singer can't be everything that a band requires."

Never had an argument persuaded Scott so much. Still, Scott insisted on putting up a front. "I don't buy it. You must want somethin' in order to loan me your girl. I wanna know what the hell it is!"

"Nothing," Bert said.

The suaveness of Bert's otherwise rugged voice astonished Scott. "You're not pushin' your queer crap on me, if that's what you're thinkin' about."

"What would make you say that?" Bert said.

Such innocence in Bert's voice solidified Scott's suspicions about the blond. Scott swore that steam had bunched in his ears, and the sensation reminded Scott of losing his temper repeatedly back home. That was the very reason he left Idaho—to get away from his old self.

Scott softened his tone. "Felix told me how you bis service each other as payment."

"We go easy on straight men," Bert said.

If only Scott weren't so horny. If only he had hooked up with a chick since his arrival in Alberta. Then, Scott thought, he wouldn't be in this predicament. His short fuse would have lengthened, and he wouldn't be risking the making of new enemies.

Scott didn't want to draw Bert's wide-apart eyes. Thus, Scott threw Lily's close-set eyes a mere glint.

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".... A lovely thick, six-incher and he was a randy bugger. Anyway I just ground me arse into him and he shot his load after five minutes. Right up me cunt - about six spurts, I was dripping with it. You should have heard him grunting and moaning as he came, I don't think he'd had it for months. And we were parked right in front of his house with his old lady sitting in the living room watching the telly! I get my men too excited, I do! They can't resist my tight pussy..."

The office door opened - a slim, elegant lady, possibly in her mid thirties entered She was carrying a small attaché case and was smiling pleasantly, then a look of bored disdain fell as she heard the tail end of the conversation. But the delicate perfume that had accompanied the smile still lingered in the air.

The big titted blonde was still wiggling her ass at the memory of this six-inch dick pumping cum inside her in the back of a car parked in a driveway. Her mini-skirt rode to the top of her thighs. She knew that anyone walking through would be able to see her skimpy red panties with her black pubes poking through the side (a bottle blonde, of course) and hoped the errand boy would come past; she loved teasing him about the size of his dick and how he needed a bit at his age, just talking dirty and giving him a hard on.

"Wonder how many times he's had to go and rub his cock in the toilets after talking with me.." she thought.

The idea of a young lad beating his meat and spurting over the toilet seats, whilst thinking of fucking her, made her feel more than a bit wet.

"Morning, Mrs. Anderson, you're looking smart today, I must say!"

An emerald silk shirt, almost the colour of her eyes, discreetly opened at the neck to reveal a small pendant of pressed flowers on a thin gold chain. The flowers reflected the fire of her hair and the chain was of the same fine gold that suspended two minute ebony dice from her earlobes. Her knee length black skirt was tighter fitting than usual. Smart, she was not. Exquisite might have been a more appropriate adjective. But 'smart' was The Word, considering where they were working.

Mrs. Anderson always looked 'smart' - she prided herself on her appearance, her figure, and her classic good looks. She was a working, middle-class - well, let's say upper-middle-class, now - mother of two grown up children and married to a successful, handsome man. She wanted him to be proud of her. He was proud of her. Being an art dealer of some renown often meant entertaining at home and Melissa was the perfect hostess. Mrs. Anderson didn't need to work but she enjoyed certain perks of the job. Melissa Anderson had been working for TOM's Women: 'The Other Magazine for Smart Women' (Tom's Whore, or simply the Whore, her assistants called it) for almost four years and was now in charge of the Readers' Letters section. This had recently taken off and had become quite a feature of the magazine due to her policy of encouraging 'hot' debate. Never vulgar but always simmering with sexual innuendo - she knew what the average woman wanted to read - not that she was average. She thought of these pathetic women she worked with - 'The Sluts' she called them - as average and she put up with them because they did a good job. From time to time she would write an article to stir up the debate. One of their jobs was to research material for her articles, usually on the Internet. They were good at that.

"Thank you, Nancy. Well, it's my birthday today and I thought I would like to look a little special. That's why I was a little late this morning. I really couldn't decide what to wear."

She had arrived late but she often did and would sometimes stay late in the evenings when the others had gone, so no one complained.

"Oh, Happy Birthday, Mrs. Anderson! Would you like to come for a drink with us girls at lunch time, down at The King's Head?" Sarah, the Jamaican slut, suggested, expecting refusal.

Mrs. Anderson, in spite of the quite suggestive articles she wrote in the magazine, was a bit stuck up and probably needed a good fuck.

"I bet her husband doesn't give it to her much," Sarah thought, he's probably getting it on the side.

Drew Anderson was a tall, athletic, Scandinavian type and Sarah would have jumped at being the bit on the side, getting to suck his long, hard cock...She was pulled out of her reveries..

"Thank you, Sarah but...eh...I'm afraid I'm going to the gym at lunch."

(Melissa Anderson wouldn't have been seen dead in The King's Head. She was a Lady.)

" Us ladies have to keep our tummies flat if we want to please our hubbies...."

She realized what she'd said and went on,

"Could you find me some articles on premature ejaculation for the response I wish to write to that woman who claims that precocious ejaculators make the best lovers - I'd like to know if there really are women out there who enjoy this phenomena when they are making love."

Her Siamese cat's eyes shot at Nancy and a sarcastic little sneer twisted her mouth, instantly replaced by the fading glimmer of a charming smile.

Mrs. Anderson strolled down to her desk, settled into her seat, elegantly crossed her legs, (showing just enough thigh to make one realize she had, in fact, very attractive legs) and clicked her terminal to life. She could hear her 'Research Assistants' getting into their assignment and she glanced past the monitor at them as she checked through her email.

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Nancy and Sarah were both happily divorced and didn't give a fuck about 'pleasing a hubby' (unless it was someone else's) who was no doubt putting it up his secretary every minute he could, anyway. These women breathed, thought, talked, dreamed about sex all of the time - but not with their boring husbands. Been there, done that! They were the cock-teasers that all the married colleagues loved to flirt with but wouldn't be seen dead near, outside the building - except at lunch in the King's Head lounge bar.

They got themselves horny talking about the slutty little conquests they had made; travelling salesmen picked up on Saturday evenings in sweaty smoky discos and sucked off in back streets, all the different boy friends (married men) they had fucked in cars, in car parks and always the same refrain, "We can wear any man out, sexually."

Sarah loved to remember the guy who fucked her three times during the night in the back of a van... and then she gave him a blowjob. After half an hour she was getting lockjaw but was determined to bring him off. A few minutes more hard sucking with those thick lips of hers and there he was gasping and panting and a few drops of spunk spurted into her mouth. She spat them out. The bloke sighed and went to sleep. That really finished him off!

Nancy was always going on about how she just knows how to make any man cum,

"They just can't hold back with me...all I have to do is lick up and down a bloke's cock or let him fuck me tits and he starts spurting geysers of spunk in minutes. It's me velvet tongue you know!"

Then she laughs her dirty laugh as she winks at the guys listening standing next to her and drooling down her cleavage.

They were a couple of sluts, easy lays and they enjoyed being sluts and talking about it, making the men so horny that they had to go off to relieve themselves with a quick wank in the Gents. No one had ever heard of them having it off with a colleague from TOM's, though. But they often suggested they had.

In spite of - no, because of - their gutter minds these two horny young women did a very good job at researching on Internet; they knew the all the search engines and advanced Boolean techniques for finding exactly what was needed - and more. They had made surfing into a fine art and there was nothing they couldn't find if it was out there. This made them invaluable to Mrs. Anderson who put up with their filth - she was, in fact, totally blasé to it by now.

And how had these two twenty-somethings - basically uneducated girls - learnt to master the secrets of surfing the Net to such a degree?

Simply because they were sex mad and when Nancy linked up to Internet three years ago she invited her next-door neighbour to come and explore it with her.

As it happened the Sexy Sarah and the Nasty Nancy got on like a hard cock in a tight wet cunt; they became almost inseparable. At first they started visiting sex sites they had seen advertised in men's pussy magazines, found ways of entering them without being a member (lust is the mother of invention) and fingered themselves silly looking at pictures of well hung guys fucking girls.

They had never seen so many dirty photos; they were in slutty heaven.

Then they discovered mpg files and the added dimension of sound and movement, albeit jerky, brought them to new heights.

They got excited looking through a site selling sex toys and after having ordered a whole range of dildoes and other fuck and buzz instruments they would settle down with a couple of big, vibrating, rubber pricks in their holes and surf through site after site of fucking and sucking.

But they soon realised they were both developing very specific tastes; Sarah got off on seeing women being fucked whilst sucking another cock (she'd love to do that and just might one of these days..)

But Nancy had started to see what "fucking, beautiful, big, thick cocks these black guys have....oooooh, I want one right up here in this wet, hairy twat of mine..."

So they learnt how to find exactly what turned them on.

As their tastes changed they always managed to find sites that provided just what they were looking for.

Nancy took a course in the use of Internet at the Chamber of Commerce but she was quickly far in advance of the teacher and sussed out what a lot of the male students were wanting to see on the Net- and so she showed them!

She also gave the teacher a blowjob once in the classroom after the lesson. She didn't expect him to shoot with such force and he must have pumped out half a cup of spunk, most of it going over a keyboard and hitting a monitor where it slowly drooled down the glass screen.

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"Premature ejaculation is more common in younger men, it says....of course it is!"

They were reading from the screen whilst their findings were being printed out.

"A bloody eighteen year old is worse than a goat. My uncle had a Billy, once and it needed...listen to this Sarah.....a hundred Nannies to keep it satisfied. Uncle only had ten and the bugger fucked em all to death in a week...ooh! Can you imagine a man like that? What a way to go, eh? But men don't have the staying power..."

"Very interesting, Nancy, but could you keep your reflections to yourself."

Mrs. Anderson had strolled over to look through the printouts. Nancy and Sarah were now ogling some gang bang photos which they quickly folded down to be replaced with more articles on PE. "Could you scan this one, reformat it and take out all those unwieldy medical terms? I'll be back in a minute." Mrs. Anderson closed the office door behind her.

Back to the gangbangs...

"Imagine having three guys like that fucking you, Sarah? You must get sore, though. They got lovely big cocks though. I bet I'd wear the buggers out! "It'd be nice to have one big dick pumping me from behind with another one fucking my face."

"You still fantasising about having two men in your bed? They'd get so excited they'd probably cum in twice the time. Let's see, the one fucking you would shoot his load watching you suck off the other one with those big soft lips of yours and the one being sucked would imagine he was fucking you up the arse and it'd be over in ten minutes. You know what men are like, it would be like watching a porn movie for them."

"Yeah, but a great ten minutes, don't you think, Nancy..."

And so it when on throughout the day...

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They would talk about poor Mrs. Anderson sometimes, when she wasn't in the office, but only about her sex life, or lack of it.

"She probably goes home and has to diddle herself in the evenings, thinking about what she's heard us say! Yeah, that must be how she gets off, reading and writing this stuff for The Whore and listening to us. If she were to loosen up a bit she'd be able to pick up one of the blokes here, I mean she's not bad looking really - a bit on the thin side, small tits but she has quite a beautiful face, don't you think? Nice lips, too."

"Oh, come on Nancy, you couldn't imagine her giving a blow job....she'd go, 'Would you mind keeping your penis to yourself, sir!' Then she'd take out her hanky to waft away the smell of his dirty big cock!"

They laughed their dirty laughs but the two young sluts felt sorry for her, in a way.

Didn't know what she was missing.

At five thirty that day the girls were getting ready to go home and remembering it was Mrs. Anderson's birthday asked her, out of politeness rather than curiosity, if she would be doing anything special that evening.

"A nice relaxing evening at home, I think. Champagne cocktails and a few exotic delicacies to nibble on. Celebrating with my husband and a few of our friends, some light opera playing in the background. All a little too civilised for you two, I should imagine. I'm only joking, girls, chacun à ses gouts, as the French say. And are you two doing anything exciting this evening? I can't imagine you staying at home on a Friday!"

"Don't worry about us, we'll be picking up a couple of lads in town and then, you know, nudge, nudge, wink, wink!!"

Their usual suggestive snigger.

Mrs. Anderson displayed a pained smile, followed by a short, polite laugh, followed by nothing.

The girls left, still giggling.

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After Mrs. Anderson had checked that everything was switched off, she locked the doors, went down to her Rover in the car park and drove out through the busy end-of-week streets until she left the town and found herself cruising through open countryside.

The Celebration was taking place in the country house.

The voices soared out of the car's speakers - she thought about those two sluts who hated opera and all that went with it. She suddenly imagined them having sex with two strange men in the back of a car, lingered on the idea a while then let her mind come back to the present as she drove up the long driveway of what once had been part of a farm and was now their rambling home in the fields.

There were other cars parked in the drive; a couple of Jaguars, a Renault Laguna, "Classy!" and a very flashy, expensive, Italian sports car.

It lacked taste.

"Must be Toby's," she thought.

As she walked up the steps the oak door opened,

"Melissa, my darling! My birthday girl!"

Drew hugged her warmly to him, kissing her hair. He loved her dearly, loved her as he had loved no other woman. She was happy to be with him, her wonderful husband and away from all that cheap sex talk in the office. He took her case and her coat, telling her to go through into the living room and say hello to everyone,

"They're dying to wish you a Happy Birthday!"

They all jumped up and gave her hugs and kisses.

There was Dave and Martine, architects from the West Indies - they had met during a holiday in Jamaica a few years ago.

Dave's cousin, Harry a basketball player who they had met only once before.

Their old friend Toby - the Canadian bon vivant, part-time poet and lumberjack (actually a dollar millionaire from inventing a revolutionary packing for transporting works of art) and a few more men who Melissa hadn't met before.

Tall, elegant gentleman from Africa.

"Really, you are really Massai tribesmen?"

"Yes, but we live in Paris, where we deal in African artwork."

"Amazing!" (She found them stunningly handsome in their chic Parisian suits.)

Champagne cocktails were served with assorted canapés and the African guests handed around a beautiful carved bowl containing some unusual exotic nuts.

"What are these?" She asked one of the men.

"They have an uncommon sweet and spicy taste but I find it most delightful, I think I'll have some more."

The elegant African explained in his eloquent dark voice,

"Be careful, My Lady, they are very potent...but it is your birthday, after all. These are seeds from a rare African tree, in fact, and as well as their taste they have some very particular properties....properties that have been sought after by man for thousands of years."

Placing his long fingers on Melissa's arm.

"How can I explain? They are mildly hallucinogenic and also heighten moods. This is why one has to be careful with them, for if you were now to become angry your anger would be capable of demolishing a house, but if, on the other hand you were to feel happy, you would be overwhelmed with such bliss as to almost burst with joy.

She was breathing deeply through her nostrils, capturing his rich words and odours.

"The same enhancement applies to any other emotions, sensations, thoughts and feelings you may have. I wish you, My Lady, only the most pleasurable of moods this evening"

"Any feelings?"

Melissa pronounced slowly, still breathing heavily and starting to feel ripples of delicious sensations wash through her body as the black stranger gently moved his fingertip across the palm of her hand.

"Right, everyone..."

Drew's voice carried over the hubbub,

"It's time to give Melissa her present. Toby, please?"

Toby moved to the music system where the Valkyries were waiting to start their long ride through the night. Drew continued,

"Melissa, it is a great honour for all of us to be here this evening for your Celebration. We are sure you will never forget this night and will carry it with you forever. Before we give you your present, Melissa, we would like to hear a little speech. You know which one..." Everyone stood, forming a loose circle.

Melissa moved into the middle, with a glow of gratitude in her dilated eyes - more cat-like than ever. She looked round at each member of the group...

Dave: curved upwards, a wicked scimitar waiting to split her...

Harry: long, straight, pure melt-in-the-mouth chocolate ...

Drew, her wonderful husband, who had organised this Celebration. She knew his with every part of her body but always wanted it, never tired of fucking and sucking it...

Toby: his long, thick, white, hairy stick was throbbing impatiently, almost tapping his belly...

The Massai Warriors...

God!

What jet-black cocks... as if some adoring woman had carefully sculpted them from hard ebony... then lovingly polished them so that every thick vein could be seen standing out from the thick shafts...

They were the archetype of Male Sex.

They overwhelmed her senses - the rich animal reek in her nostrils, the warm, smooth hardness, and the spicy taste on her tongue...

Even the sound of her breathing sounded like some distant orgasm being pounded out through the jungle...

Martine was also there - proud, shiny, black breasts, luxurious undergrowth between her legs and thick sensual lips that knew how to take a man or a woman to heaven with a return ticket.

Melissa looked up and saw unadulterated desire burning in their eyes. She gulped and managed to say,

"Old friends, thank you for being here this evening... new friends thank you also for being here to celebrate my forty-fifth birthday. A big thank you from......... Your Lady Whore while she can still talk coherently..."

The hallucinogenic seeds were working through her brain, her mind, and her body.
"I...am...the...Goddess...of...Lust...and...I...am...Insatiable..." she panted,

"You know what my present is...I want you to fuck me like I have never been fucked before...God, I want to feast on cock tonight, I want big black African meat humping my hungry little pussy. Fuck me, My fuck-hungry Masters and make me scream - I am your Sex Slave Slut and you will use me all night. I want to be fucked, I want big cock pumping in all my holes, I want to drown in cum, I want to have my cunt eaten and sucked while a thick black rod splits my arse and yet another fucks my face. You are going to go at me all night until I can't take anymore and then I will beg for you to fuck my brains out again and you will...

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

She let out a long loud moan.

Which became a groan...

Grunts...

Curses...

Screams...

becoming...

Panting, whimpers, cries...

As she uttered these words her clothes were being ripped off her slim body.

Mouths, lips, tongues, fingers explored her every inch of flesh. A thumb slipped into her arse... Two mouths were sucking hard at her long nipples... The first big, horny cock was about to slip into her cunt...

She floated into her first orgasm amongst all these naked men carrying her, fingering her...

The smell of her cunt... of big, black cock....and the first of her many cum-cocktails splattered into her mouth...

Washed around with champagne bubbling straight from the magnum...

The warm, still oozing cock then the cold bottleneck sparkling into her mouth.

She let the champagne dilute the thick sperm before swallowing the cocktail down.

"More!"

Each person had chewed on handfuls of the magic seeds and had become Lusting God-Beasts of Prey.

Melissa was their sole prey.

They pandered to her every whim all night long.

The Valkyries soared higher, screaming in competition with Melissa's continuous ecstatic, orgasmic howling.

* * * * *

After three or four hours of non-stop intoxicating fucking - having been used more than a dozen times in a dozen different ways - cum splattered, sweating, moaning, insatiable Melissa suddenly smiled a wicked smile.

It went as quickly as it came (someone was cumming in her mouth) but for a minute she had thought of those two pathetic sluts.

Sluts with their guys-of-an-evening - a fuck and a blowjob... and the poor guys were worn out.

"Well, if Nancy and Sarah were happy..."

"But they had no idea about what it really meant to be a slut."

They would never know.

* * * * *

"Aaaaaaaa...Yessss... Fuck me...you fucking big black cocks... cock... want cock... more cock... Ooooooooohh! Again... yesss.... And up my ass... make me cuuuuummm... aaaaaghghhhhhh..."

Melissa begged for the umpteenth time that night. But not the last.

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David came home this weekend and needless to say the sex was fantastic. Since I started having my little sexual adventures I am a virtual tigress in bed. We fucked and sucked almost every second the boys weren't around. Of course they were around quiet a lot for they also miss the attentions of their father. He stayed until Wednesday and is off again on another business venture. David will probably be gone about ten days this time.

If I am incredibly lucky I may be able to squeeze in another of my lurid adventures. Funny thing is that I feel no quilt. I still love David with all my heart but I have discovered that I have other sexual needs that he alone can not fulfill.

I need to occasionally lick a strange pussy and have mine licked in turn. I also wouldn't mine experiencing another strange cock. I haven't had one since my little interlude with Angie and Billy.

I am at the health club for my morning workout. It is Saturday and my routine includes a high impact aerobic class. The instructor is a bouncy little girl named Anita. She is only about five feet tall with dark skin and raven hair. She has been one of the instructors at the health club for the last couple of years. Anita has a great body and she is in excellent physical condition.

Directly in front of me is an older woman who I have not seen here before. She is probably in her mid-fifties but is in fantastic shape. She is dressed in black and also has raven hair. I watch her well developed ass work as she exercises. She appears to be about 5'6'' tall and is very slender. She is in excellent condition and does not miss a step in a very strenuous workout.

The workout ends and I walk toward the concession area as I towel the sweat from my body. I order a soft drink at the concession stand and move to a table where I plan to relax for a few minutes before heading home. As I take a chair I notice that the lady in black is talking to Anita as they stand near the entrance to the aerobic room. Anita writes something on a small piece of paper and hands it to her.

The lady in black then walks straight toward me and says, "Do you mind if I sit here?"

"No, go ahead, I certainly don't mind." I replied.

Extending her hand to me she said, "My name is Emily Crawford and I am from Chicago. I am here on a business trip with my husband. Are you from here?"

"I'm Betty Fielder and I do live here. What kind of business is your husband in?"

"He's in sales." She answered.

"So is my husband but he's away on a business trip. I sure do wish that he would take me along occasionally."

Emily bore an amazing resemblance to the actress Anne Archer. Raven hair, white skin and two full pouty lips. They must also be about the same age, probably mid to late fifties.

Emily said, "I noticed you during the workout and I was wondering. I need some help. Richard, my husband, has left me alone and I don't know anyone here. Are you doing anything this afternoon? I was wondering if you wouldn't mine being my guide for a few hours. There could be a good meal in it for you."

I sensed an opportunity as my sexual signals immediately began to go off. She certainly fit the criteria. Emily was a complete stranger in need of help. I responded with, "I am certainly glad that you asked. I have absolutely nothing to do. My two sons are at a baseball camp and I am completely alone. I would love to join you. Where do we meet?"

She smiled and exclaimed, "Great! We are staying at the Marriott which is only about two blocks from here. I am so excited. Let's get started. We're in room 363. Meet me there as soon as you can and wear something casual. We should be very active. At least I hope we are."

"Alright Emily, I'll see you in a little while."

I could hardly contain my excitement as I drove home. When I got there I hurried to take a shower. Following Emily's suggestion I dressed casually. I decided to wear Ann's light blue panties. They might bring me luck. I also wore a pair of three quarter length white pants with a sleeveless orange blouse. For footwear I chose a pair of simple brown sandals.

I drove to the hotel, parked, entered and took the elevator to the third floor. I knocked on the door and after a few moments Emily answered with a smile and said, "Betty, come on in. I am sure glad that I met you. Have a seat and I'll get us some wine. You look sensational."

She was gorgeous. Emily was again dressed in all black with a tight fitting top and a pair of shorts. She was also barefoot.

"You do too, I said.

Emily handed me a chilled glass of wine and sat across from me. She was an attractive woman and I couldn't stop looking at her.

"Betty, I am an assertive woman and I do not want to waste either your time or mine. I have a story to tell and I would appreciate it if you would listen. Why don't you remove your sandals so that you will be more comfortable?"

I did as she suggested and said, "I don't mind if I do."

"I asked you here on the pretense that we would go on a sightseeing tour. What I have on my mind is far different from that. When I was about your age, Richard was always away on some business venture or another trying to get rich. Of course he succeeded far beyond our wildest dreams. But I was lonely and I felt neglected. I also discovered that he was having sexual affairs on these trips."

"I liked being his wife and the lifestyle that I was able to live. I confronted him and made him a proposition. If he absolutely had to make love to different women I wanted to choose them for him. I wanted to watch him make love to them."

I just looked at her beautiful face and watched those sumptuous lips as they talked and I knew that if this was going where I thought it was going I would taste them soon.

She continued, "So I came up with a plan. I would join him on one weekend every month. My problem was going to be finding women to join us. I have always worked out and knew that health clubs attract beautiful women. So I decided that would be the best place to find our love interests. When we arrive in whatever city it is I find the closest and nicest health club and go there for an intense aerobic workout. I simply look for those women who have a certain look. Age does not matter but they have to be attractive with a good body."

"I'll bet you think that I am sick don't you?" She asked.

"Certainly not, I find your story interesting and exciting." I answered.

Emily smiled broadly and continued, "So I would ask them to come to our room under some pretense. Once they arrived I would offer them two things. Good sex and a thousand dollars in cash.

"Are you making that offer to me?" I asked.

Still smiling she replied, "Yes I am and if you are interested I suggest that you remove your pants before they are too wet to wear home."

Looking directly into her eyes I smiled, stood up, unbuttoned my pants, and slid them down and off my legs.

A smiling Emily rose to her feet and coolly asked, "Let me hang those up for you. Do you want another glass of wine?"

"I certainly could use one." I breathed.

Emily took my pants from me and draped them over a chair. She walked to the refrigerator and got the wine.

"Are you comfortable?" she asked as she slowly removed her shorts.

Her panties were also black and full sized. My juices were starting to flow. No telling what the afternoon had in store. I decided to let her continue talking as I answered, "Yes I am."

Emily continued, "I have used this same approach for the last 13 years and I haven't missed once. If Richard and I have the time and the inclination we sometimes have two separate sessions with two different women. I took a chance on you. I always pick a cinch but I had my doubts about you. I had decided on the aerobic instructor before I noticed you behind me in the mirror. I used the same approach on her but told her that I would call later if I was free too tour. She was my ace in the hole."

"You think that Anita would be a cinch?" I asked.

"She is a definite cinch! She exclaimed, "She's young, but not too young, and single with a shortage of cash. The money always gets them to go along and once they see Richard's huge cock and experience the way he uses it they go crazy. He has a large cock and tremendous staying power."

"Where is Richard?" I asked.

With a questioning look on her face she said, "He's down in the lobby waiting for me to call. Shall I make the call?"

I simply nodded my head and she pulled out a cell phone and started punching in numbers. In a matter of seconds she said, "Come on up Daddy and see what I found for you."

I was so excited and sexually aroused that my pussy started to juice profusely. My sauce started to soak Ann's panties and I saw Emily look at my crotch and lick her sumptuous lips. Within minutes the door opened and in walked a rather modest looking man.


Richard appeared to be in his early sixties. He was about my height with thinning gray hair that was cut close to the scalp. He was also thin and it was evident that he worked out. I couldn't help but look down at his crotch and saw a huge bulge there. Richard was also excited.

"Daddy," Emily said with a smile. "This is Betty Fielder and she wants to play with us. Come here and let me see what you have in those pants."

Without saying a word he moved to where she was seated and stood in front of her. Emily unbuckled his belt and pulled the zipper down. She reached into his pants and pulled out the largest cock that I have ever seen. I haven't seen many but this was the biggest. She bent down and kissed the head and said, "Bring it to Betty I think she would like to taste it."

He walked to the couch, as his huge cock bobbed up and down, and stood in front of me. I placed both feet on the floor, leaned forward and took a good look at his tool. It had a large purple head and thick veins bulging from the sides. It appeared to throb with excitement, almost begging to be sucked. I took the head in my mouth. At first I didn't move and then I started to gently suck. I loved the way that big knob felt in my mouth. Emily moved next to me and kneeled on the floor. Without saying a word she started licking the sides of that big dick.

I was salivating so much that the spit was already leaking from the corners of my mouth. Emily noticed and moved and licked my mouth around her husbands cock. I pulled back to catch a breath and my saliva made a string from his knob to my mouth. She slipped her tongue into my open mouth and I quickly sucked it. We swapped and she gently sucked mine before moving back to licking the sides of her husbands cock.

This was going to be good.

I worked down the other side and our tongues would occasionally touch. When we reached the end of his knob we would noisily devour each others mouths. Her face was exquisitely beautiful and her big lips were already swollen with pleasure.

Emily broke the silence by saying, "Let's move to the bedroom."

We got up and walked to the bed and Emily said, "Betty, get on all fours and move to the edge of the bed."

I quickly complied as she moved behind me and kneeled down. I looked back and she was staring at my panty clad pussy. I also noticed that Richard had already lost his pants and was removing his shirt as he joined his wife on the floor.

"You are soaked baby. Look at how soaked she is Daddy." She said as she leaned forward and gently licked my soaking panties. She sucked the material into her mouth and moaned, "Good, oh so fucking good. You taste so fucking good. Your panties are dripping. This is going to be special afternoon."

Emily reached up and pulled my panties over my hips and down my legs. Once they were off she held them in her hand and then stuck her whole face into my sopping pussy. She flat tongued its entire length from clit to asshole. She made one loud slurping sucking sound and said, "Taste her Daddy. Taste this beautiful pussy."

Without hesitation Richard leaned forward and began to suck my pussy with abandon. His tongue worked its way between the lips and his mouth loudly sucked the nectar that was there. I was already close to cumming and when I saw that Emily had Ann's panties in her mouth and was sucking my sauce from them I let it go with a scream. "I'MMM CUMMMINNNG. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, I'MMM ALREADY CUMMMINNNG!"

Startled by my outburst, Emily said, "Miss Betty's hot Daddy it's time to give her that big cock."

I felt the head of his cock at the opening of my pussy and I said, "Go slow I've never been fucked with one that big."

He entered me slowly, a little bit at a time. That big dick was filling me up. When it was all the way in he pulled it back slowly and then pushed it all the way back in. I could hear my pussy squishing. Then he withdrew it slowly again and forcefully slammed it back in. As the air was forced from my pussy it made a loud farting sound. When he did it again Emily started to talk.

"Make that pussy talk Daddy, Make it talk for me. I love that pussy music. Make it sing."

I joined in with, "Fuck yes! Pound my pussy you big dick bastard. Fuck me hard!"

My ass was rippling every time he buried that big dick in my pussy. He was pounding me like a sledge hammer and I loved it. I couldn't get enough and I was bucking back into him as hard as I could, matching him stroke for stroke.

Emily was into it now and talking nasty. "Work her with that big cock baby. Make our pretty baby cum again. Fuck her good for Mamma. Make Betty buck. That's it, buck Betty, Buck."

"I'm gonna cum again. You are going to make me cum on that big dick. FUCK YEESSS! I'MMM CUMMINNG!" I screamed.

Emily removed her panties and said, "On your back Richard I want to ride that big boy."

His dick slipped out of my pussy with a slurpy pop as he followed her instructions. As he lay back, Emily straddled him and slowly slid down his pole until it completely disappeared in her hole. She was incredibly wet and her juices pooled where there bodies joined.

"Sit on his face baby and watch me ride this big dick. Feed that beautiful wet pussy to my Richard. Fuck his face." Emily directed.

Emily pulled her top off and tossed it to the floor. She unhooked her black bra from the front and let it slide down her arms. Her feet were directly under her body so that she was in a squatting position. She rose up so that just the purple head of Richard's cock was in her pussy.

"I'm going to work that head. I love to work that big, purple head with my pussy. I like just the head. I like the way it feels on the edge of my pussy. I love to work just... that big..., purple..., monster... head." She chanted through gritted teeth emphasizing each word.

I removed my blouse and bra as I straddled Richard's head and lowered my sopping pussy to his face. The sight of Emily squatting and working on his knob had me in a sexual frenzy. God! She was a truly, beautiful woman. She had a gorgeous face, white porcelain skin and almost perfectly shaped little tits. They were about the size of a lemon with nice nipples. Her stomach was flat and her bush was thick and black.

Richard was licking my pussy slowly and savoring the taste. I was on my knees with my bottom lifted slightly off of his face. I did not want to grind into his mouth just yet.

Emily said, "I'm about to cum. Her voice was so low that it was barely audible. "Watch me when I cum. Watch my face when I cum."

Her face was contorted, as if she was in pain, as she continued to work his big, purple cock head. Her eyes were narrow slits as she looked directly into my eyes. The cords stood out on her neck. Emily's face was flushed and had a warm pink color. Her lips were swollen and her mouth hung open, almost obscenely, with saliva drooling from its corners. God, she was beautiful as she worked to cum. Emily started to make unintelligible sounds as she worked her pussy. "Ohhhahhh, Ohhhahhh, Ohhhahhh. Oh Fuuck, Oh Shiit. It's here, I'mm Cuummming!

She let her legs relax and dropped her ass down suddenly impaling herself completely on Richard's schlong. Their bodies made a squishy slapping sound as they met. The juices were forced from her pussy and pooled around the base of Richards's dick and collected in her thick black bush.

"Now I'm going to ride that big dick. Talk nasty to me Betty. Talk nasty while I ride. Talk nasty to this nasty old bitch."

She rose up until just the tip of Richard's cock was in her pussy. Then she dropped down forcefully and the air forced from her pussy made that loud farting sound. She repeated it one more time and then started to rise and fall steadily on his pole. A steady and rhythmic Squish, Slap. Squish, Slap was the only sound that could be heard.

Again she began to chant," I love to ride Richard's big dick. It's so big I can feel it in my stomach. I love to ride his big, fucking dick. I like to buck on this baby. Watch me buck. Watch me work my hot pussy on this big, fucking dick. Work with me baby. Make me ride hard. Buck hard, Richard, buck" She rhythmically exclaimed as she forcefully worked her body up and down the Schlong. Emily was indeed riding that big cock like her life depended on it.

"Ride that big dick nasty girl." I said. "Ride it hard you nasty bitch. Come on; work that black, hairy pussy. Work it hard baby. Ride it cowgirl. Buck on that big dick! Buck, bitch, buck!"

She slammed back down, leaned forward on her hands and started to grind her hairy pussy into Richard. Her head tilted slightly forward and her mouth hung open. Saliva trickled in a thin stream from her big, swollen bottom lip. It just hung there and swung forward and back as she worked her pussy noisily on her husband's dick. She again had that strained, crazed look on her beautiful face and I knew she was there.

She suddenly screamed, "FUCK YES! I'MM CUUMMING AGAIN! FUUCCK MEEEE! IT'S SOOO FUCKING GOOOD!"

As she sagged forward, I took her bottom lip into my mouth and sucked the saliva from it. I loved the feel of that big swollen lip in my mouth. I sucked it gently for a moment then let go.

Temporarily spent, Emily rolled off of Richard and lay on her side. Breathlessly, she said, "Clean my pussy juice from Richards's dick. Suck that big boy."

I leaned forward and licked his slimy pole from stem to stern. It was completely covered with a thick coat of Emily's secretions. God but she tasted good. I licked and slurped down to the base of his cock where her nectar had pooled in his hair. I sucked it in. Suck and swallow, Suck and swallow. All the while I was sliding my equally wet twat forward and back across his face. I smashed my pussy down hard on his face and the only time he could breathe was when his mouth cleared my ass or my clit as I sawed back and forth. Richard was an excellent pussy eater and he constantly alternated tonguing and sucking with an audible slurping sound.

I licked back up his pole and when I reached the top I took the plunge. Sliding down his cock until it lodged in my throat. My nose was in the hair around the base of his cock. I held it there and continuously worked my tongue around his thickness. I was salivating heavily and it leaked from the edges of my mouth.

I was about to cum again when I heard Emily say, "Don't cum yet Richard. Hold it big boy. Keep sucking that pussy until you make Miss Betty cum. Work that pussy, Betty. Fuck his face with that sloppy cunt. Cum on his face."

I quit sucking and sat back on his face and screamed. "FUCK YES! LICK YOU BIG DICKED BASTARD, SUCK! FUUCCK YEES, I'MMM CUMMMINNG!"

Richard kept licking the folds of my pussy as I leaned forward to let him breathe. He spoke for the first time when he said, "Damn, but I like eating your pussy. You were fucking my face with it. No one has ever done that before. You cum so much and your juice is so thick and tasty. Your clit is so big. It's the biggest I've ever seen. I can't stop licking."
A rejuvenated Emily rose to her hands and knees and directed, "Fuck me from behind Richard. Come here and fuck me doggie style. It's time for you to cum. Come fill me with that hot cum. Come fuck your hot bitch!"

I got off of Richard's face and he kneeled behind her and forcefully slid his cock, balls deep, into her pussy with one stroke. She gasped, lurched forward and said, "Slide under me Betty. I want to eat your pussy while you watch that big cock fuck me."

I moved under Emily until we were in the classic sixty nine position. My face was directly under her hairy pussy and I could see the lips being pushed in and sucked out as Richard slowly worked his cock in and out. Her bush was soaked with her secretions and I had to taste so I sucked the nectar collected there with a slurping sound.

Meanwhile Emily had hooked her arms behind my knees and pulled my legs back until my entire pussy and asshole were exposed to her. She tenderly licked the length of my pussy, like a cat laps milk, before parting the lips with her tongue. She paused and between licks said, "Your pussy is so swollen and juicy pretty baby......Your cum is so thick.... Your clit is so big;..... it's like a little cock....... I love to suck cock..... I love to eat pussy.... I am a nasty old bitch....... I'm going to lick you like a lollypop...... I am going to lick all the way from your asshole,,,,,,, to that little cock....... I am going to make you scream......when you cum.

Her licking intensified and she begin to audibly slurp as I started to lick her distended clit and Richard's dick where they joined. He would stroke her a couple of times and withdraw so that I could alternately suck his cock and lick her pussy. After a few rounds of this he said, "I can't hold it any longer. I'm about to cum."

Emily responded with, "Go for it big boy, I'm close too, let's cum together. Fuck me hard baby. Stroke me with that big dick. Fill me with that hot cum. Pump baby, pump! As she began to buck her ass back into his thrusting cock, stroke for stroke.

Richard grunted and screamed, "FUUCCK YEEESS! I'MMM BLOWING MY LOAD!

Emily's orgasm was confirmed by a muffled moaning that I felt as she buried her face in my pussy. I climaxed at the same time but my mouth was occupied and I did not utter a word.

He continued to spurt as his stroking slowed down and as he bottomed out on each stroke some of his thick, creamy, white cum was forced from Emily's pussy. I lapped it up as quickly as it appeared until Richard slumped forward onto her back in exhaustion. He rested there for a few seconds and then squatted back on his haunches. Emily's pussy made a little sucking sound as he pulled his dick out. When he did their combined juices gushed out and poured into my open mouth in a long slimy stream. It filled my mouth and I swallowed but I couldn't get it all and some leaked from the corners. Richard had shot a massive load.

Emily said, "I'm going to feed you pretty baby. Suck Richard's load from my cunt. See how full it is. My Richard can really fill a pussy with hot, thick, tasty cum. Look pretty lady. See how full I am."

She raised her ass and I could see his thick, white cream bubbling from her hairy hole. I love the taste of cum. I love its texture and warmth. I love to eat it and there certainly was a lot to eat. There was so much oozing from her lips that it formed a big dollop. I licked it with my tongue, swallowed and went back for more as I fastened my mouth to her hole. I sucked as hard as I could and I swallowed, slurping loudly. Cum was everywhere. It coated her hairy bush and ran into her asshole. I tried to lick and suck and slurp every drop of their nectar.

Emily gasped, "Eat it all baby girl. Eat it all you nasty bitch. What you are doing to me feels so fucking good. Eat it all you nasty, cum loving whore. You are the nastiest bitch we have ever had. Keep it up I am going to cum again. Tongue fuck my asshole. Please tongue fuck my hairy asshole."

Her asshole was indeed hairy. Emily's entire bottom was covered with hair. It ran from her thick bush all the way to and around her little puckered hole and it was coated with cum. I licked it all up on the way to my objective. When I got there I rolled up my tongue and stuck it as deep as I could.

"Fuck yes! Tongue fuck my ass you nasty bitch. That's what I like. Lick my asshole. Eat it good baby. Oh God! Richard, our Miss Betty is the best ass eater in the world. Oh yeeess!..... This nasty bitch....... is going to...... make me cuuumm..... again. FUUUCCK YEESS!...THAT'S IIITT BAABBY. I'MMM CUUUMMMING AGAIN! SHIIITT!"

As she came her pussy gushed more of their combined juices onto my chin. I started to lick back to her pussy and managed to gasp, "I love to eat cum. I crave it. I can't get enough of it. Let me lick you clean."

"You can have it all pretty baby. Suck my hairy pussy. Suck Richard's cum from my hairy hole. Eat pretty girl. Eat it all. Let me feed that hungry mouth" She answered as she started to lovingly lick the thick sauce from my own bubbling cunt.

She started to work her pussy and forced their remaining concoction into my waiting mouth. I could feel myself losing control as I loudly devoured their cum. I couldn't help but think how depraved I had become in the last few weeks.

After several loud slurping and sucking seconds Emily collapsed on her side and gasped, "I've had enough. I need to rest for a while. Clean Richard's big dick. It's soaked with cum."

I swallowed the concoction in my mouth and moved toward Richard. He was lying on his back with his huge cum soaked dick sticking straight up in the air. I kneeled between his knees and looked at my target. It was coated with a thick combination of their juices and copious amounts had pooled in the hair around it. Some had even leaked into, and coated, the hair on his balls.

I was now in a cum eating frenzy and I quickly swallowed his large cum covered, cock head. I was salivating and made loud slurping noises as I sucked and swallowed. I licked up and down both sides of his dick as I took in and swallowed as much of their tasty nectar as I could. Then I vacuumed the cum from his hair as I worked toward his balls.

His hairy sac was covered with cum and I lovingly took one of his nuts into my mouth and gently sucked and swallowed as I salivated. The only sounds that could now be heard in the room were the ones I made as I worked on his balls. I switched to the other one and cleaned it in turn. When I finished I looked up at Richard and smiled.

He said, "Betty you look so beautiful cleaning the cum from my balls. Some of it has leaked down to my asshole. You can have that too if you would like."

He reached behind his knees and pulled his legs back until they rested on his shoulders. By doing this his hairy cum soaked asshole was completely exposed to me. Without hesitation I plunged in licking from his hairy hole to his balls. It was indeed covered in thick, tasty cum which I again loudly sucked and swallowed as I tongue fucked his ass.

"Emily, this is one nasty bitch. She's tongue fucking my ass. Damn, but I like this shit. She's the best one yet. You did good, girl." He gasped and then in a loud voice exclaimed, "Tongue fuck my ass pretty baby! I like this kinky shit. Eat.....my......fucking.......ass!

Exhausted, I licked his asshole a few times and rolled over on my side. Emily moved over to me and gently and lovingly kissed my mouth. She sucked my probing tongue and tasted her husband's ass there.

"You are the best ever. You are totally uninhibited sexually and were fantastic. I know that this was not your first time. Let's get cleaned up and we can go on that tour that we talked about if you have time." Emily said.

"I would certainly like to do that. I am free for the rest of the afternoon. I'll show you around and then maybe we can return for an encore" was my answer.

Emily smiled and said, "Sounds good to me. Richard and I would really enjoy that. You are insatiable baby and we like that. It will take him a couple of hours to recover but I know that he has another huge load in those balls."

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It was a cool evening in a suburb of Detroit. Many of the local bars and restaurants were starting to fill up along the strip with the usual after hour's power drinkers. We found our usual place. We were out celebrating John's recent promotion.

"Damn, it looks like it's going to rain again," said John with a grin on his face that could only be described as pure blissful sarcasm. "I love it when it rains," said I giggling "it always makes me so horny."

We chose a table in the back of the restaurant were we would have some privacy for some teasing and naughty talk as well as showing John what I could do with a carrot stick or a stalk of celery. I had worn a short black skirt, red top. I had also included one of my sexy bras so that my boobs were pushed upwards and enough cleavage to make Valentino turn over in his grave. When I entered the restaurant at first the maitre'd seemed to enjoy the view I gave him as I removed my coat.

As he led us to the table and pulled my chair from the table to seat me, I made sure my skirt rode up my thighs. It's such a turn on for me knowing I excited him

John sat down across from me with his back to the rest of the room as I was facing it so I could scan the room and see that I could make squirm. As I sat, instead of keeping my thighs together I parted them with my heels flat on the floor. I told John that I would do anything he wanted to see as well as what I had already planned for him. As we sat there, our waitress, Alexa, a young, sexy college student had caught our attention. She came over and offered us a bottle of red wine, which we accepted. She popped the cork and laid it down next to John. She then poured a small amount into his glass as a taste and John approved of the taste. As the waitress came over to my side of the table to pour some into my glass as I had pulled my glass to the other side so he would have to move to my side to pour the wine. As she moved over my left shoulder I could feel his gaze on my cleavage.

She said she'd be right back to take our order. As she moved away I commented to John that I thought she was cute, he agreed. When the waitress came back to take our order John asked me if I wanted to go first or let him order for us. I told John that I would order for the both of us, which sent the waitress to coming back over to my side. As I looked over the menu, I could feel her eyes on my cleavage as John was watching her. I adjusted my chair a bit and pulled away from the table. As I did so, my skirt had rode high on my thigh showing off my bare thighs. I knew she was looking as I took my time ordering. I finally gave her my order and dropped my hands into my lap and began rubbing my fingertips over my bare thighs, inching up higher with each minute that passed.

The waitress left the table and walked away. John laughed and told me to behave, he didn't want us to be thrown out of this place, and he enjoyed eating there too much. When she returned I had been slowly teasing my lips with my fingers. As she set my salad down she saw my fingers stroking my lips. I looked up at her and smiled.

I told John I was going to excuse myself and go to the restroom, he said ok and told me to take my time as he knew I was going to see if I could lure the waitress with me. On my way there I stopped our waitress and asked her were the restrooms were. She pointed the way. Alexa was dressed in a black short skirt black knee high boots and a tight black top that really accentuate her cleavage. While in the restroom I thought I'd give John a trill so I removed my panties. As I got back to our table I discretely dropped the panties in his lap. The smile on his face was priceless.

The rest of dinner came I was being my regular naughty self, John was loving it.

"Is everything satisfactory?" Alexa asked with a smile.

"Satisfactory? You are giving us so much attention that her other customers were getting jealous."

Each time Alexa came by to top up our wine glass or to ask us if we needed anything else I flirted with her. I could tell this was really turning John on.

When dinner was done Alexa brought us the bill. I told John I'd take care of it. I place the credit card in the pouch as well as on a small piece of paper my cell number. When Alexa came to collect it. I told her that my cell number was on the piece of paper, and that after she got off work tonight she might call us so that we could go for a drink together. She smiled at me and said, "Let's see how the rest of my shift goes. I don't get off till midnight". I told we were just going to a local club. With that we left and headed to a local club for some dancing and a few drinks.

The club wasn't happening, it was almost 11:30 so suggested to John that we leave and go back to the restaurant for a last drink before we headed home. John smiled, "you really liked our waitress didn't you." Blushing I nodded yes. It had been a while since John and I had shared another woman. I was hoping that tonight we would do it again.

The restaurant had a bar so we grabbed a table. We ordered 2 drinks and were checking out the scenery. Mostly looking to see if Alexa was still there. I hadn't noticed her until she tapped me on the shoulder and said" Hello, back so soon. Guess the club wasn't fun" I said something like "too many kids there tonight, not our scene". I asked her if she could join us for a drink. She said she was off in another 15 minutes, and if we met her outside then we could go somewhere else for a drink.

The expression on John's face told it all, he knew we were in for some fun tonight.

15 Minutes never took so long.

We met Alexa outside; she had changed into some jeans and a t-shirt with a jacket and running shoes. She also had her hair up in a ponytail. John had suggested a few places to grab a drink Alexa turned them all down, then I suggested going back to our place for a nightcap. Alexa agreed. Alexa said her car was our there and that she could follow us, I comments that John always drives to fast and that I would go with her just in case.

Alexa's car was not much of a ride, but for a college student is was clean and reliable. Alexa she smiled at me, she faced forward and put the key in the ignition. "Where are we going?" she asked. "5555 Roseville Terrace" We chatted the whole way to our place. Once we got there we pulled into the driveway, John had left the garage door open so we went into the house. As we were taking off our shoes John asked if we wanted some wine to drink, we both agreed. John met us in the living with 3 glasses of wine. Our house is tastefully decorated, and dimly lit. It looked like every man's fantasy of a seduction pad.

John handed me and Alexa, a 5'2" blonde a glass then me Sara a 5'6" brunette the other glass. Alexa commented on how she liked our place, that it was really nice. She lived in a one-bedroom apartment while she was going to school. We continue to chat. John noticed Alexa's glass empty and got up and asked if we needed a refill. She said yes. As he left the room Alexa whispered to me that she's never done this before. I jokily said "Had drinks with a couple", she laughed and said "no gone home with a couple"

I laughed saying" it's just a glass of wine, did you expect something else."

Alexa got all defensive saying" I just thought that you were flirting with me in the restaurant and got really turned on by it"

With that I leaned in to kiss her, she kissed back. Alexa had such soft lips.

John from the doorway holding more wine said jokingly" I leave you 2 for 2 minutes and this is what you 2 do." This startled Alexa and she pulled back. I looked over at John and said" She a very good kisser" Alexa was at a lose for words. I looked at Alexa and said," we will only do what you are comfortable with" and with that I grabbed her hand and instructed her to "Follow me" as we headed for the bedroom.

I slid myself up onto the bed and leaned back against the pillows; I patted the space beside me and asked Alexa to join me. The king size bed barely fit in the small room, but tonight I was glad to have it. Alexa came to lie down beside me, and I wrapped an arm around her affectionately. She reached up and caressed my breast, softly tweaking the nipple with the palm of her hand. John groaned as he watched her play, Alexa reaching across to do the same to my other tit. I knew if it was up to him, he'd be on top of her right now. The teasing and waiting was never his favorite part. Tonight he seemed content to sit on the opposite side of the bed and watch.

Alexa leaned against me and found my mouth with hers. She kissed me passionately and probed gently with her tongue. When I met hers with mine, it was electric; we both started getting into the kiss and forgetting our audience. My hands wandered down her body, resting gently on her hips before leaving the kiss and stroking her thighs. I asked her to hold on a minute while I removed her top; I helped her undo her bra releasing her lovely breasts. I lay her down again and I kissed my way down her chest, stopping to suck her nipples into my mouth and lightly nibble before releasing and moving further down. Alexa closed her eyes and followed the soft kisses by touch, a hand instinctively running through my hair. The closer I got to her wet, waiting slit, the harder she started breathing. The anticipation alone was going to make me climax. I undid her jeans to slid them off Alexa to discovered she was wearing no panties. When I lifted up my shirt to show her that I wasn't wearing any either, we all laughed about it

Gently, so gently, I spread her lower lips and lightly put a finger on her clit. She moaned, and heard John echo my moan.

I looked up at Alexa and asked if it was ok with her if John joined us. She looked and me and then over at John and nodded yes. He leaned over me and kissed me deeply. He walked over to Alexa and kissed her. I started teasing Alexa's clit with my fingers. The feelings caused by all the attention she was getting made very wet.

I felt John shift his weight on the bed, but lost track of what he was doing as I touched my tongue onto her wet slit. I teased the edges of her lips and licked from her hole to her clit very slowly.

Just as I settled in to working her clit with my mouth, I heard John zipper being undone. John's dick edged its way across her face. I looked up to watch Alexa open her eyes and take him in; She licked and sucked in the same way I was on her. Alexa reached up and fondled his balls with one hand while stroking the shaft into her mouth with the other. He groaned and twitched, I knew that he was enjoying the show. I pushed a finger into Alexa, still sucking her clit, then a second.

She took his dick out of her mouth. She didn't want gentle play, she was too close to her own climax for that, and she took my hand in hers to masturbate with. As she rubbed my fingers against her clit, John started pinching and tugging at her nipples. She was appreciating this much more, and quickly released on my hand. She sighed and fell back onto John, who softly deposited her back on her pillow.

Alexa moaned and sat up on the bed, looking at us with intense, needy lust. I moved my hand slowly down up side, to her tits, and pulled her close to me. I touched her gently with my tongue. She was so wet, that without even spreading her lips, my fingers were coated in her juices. John continued massaged her breasts as I fingered her gently

I licked at my fingers and John watched closely. I decided I liked Alexa's taste and cleaned my fingers with my tongue, giving John a suggestive show. He groaned, and I could see he was wanted more. He climbed off Alexa's side of the bed and came up behind me onto the bed and rubbed his dick against my pussy. John slides a finger in me I was so wet, he then slid his dick in me easily, and began a slow, deep rhythm.

Alexa, still recovering from her orgasm, leaned forward and took my head in her hands and pulled it towards her face. We kissed while John slid in and out of me, groaning, "That's so hot."

John's pace picked up a little as our kiss became more passionate. Alexa stopped and asked if it would be okay for John to do that to her. I smiled and told her we kept condoms in the nightstand drawer. She giggled and pulled one out, unwrapping it while John watched, still moving in and out of my wet pussy. When Alexa was ready, John pulled out of me and let her roll the latex up his shaft. Alexa spread herself for my husband, and with one final look of reassurance from me, he pushed into her.

Alexa had not been with anyone for a while, and was very tight around John's dick. I could see the skin, though slick with her cum, pull on his dick as he pulled out. As he settled into a rhythm with her, I played with myself, watching closely as they moved together. I sat up and reached around John's leg to play with his balls as he fucked Alexa. He moaned his appreciation and suggested that Alexa get up on her hands and knees so that I could lick them both from underneath.

Alexa agreed and John pushed back into her doggie-style. I crawled around on the bed, and put my head beneath where they were joined. I leaned up carefully and took John's balls into my mouth, sucking briefly. Their combined groans where definitely getting to me. I moved around for a better angle, and Alexa grabbed my hips, pulling me into a sixty-nine position. I started licking her clit and John's shaft as they rocked back and forth, and Alexa went down on me again. John was enjoying banging Alexa while I was licking at them both. John pulled out of her saying he didn't want to cum yet.

Alexa and I weren't done yet, so as John moved away to watch and relax a bit, we moved into a more comfortable one-on-one. At first, the latex taste John had left in her distracted me, but it wasn't so bad. Sucking and licking at each other's pussies, we came a few moments later, Alexa collapsing on top of me as her juices soaked my face.

Pretty well spent for a few minutes, we lay together in a sticky puddle of afterglow. John got up from the bed to get the wine glasses.

After a quick drink I suggested to Alexa that we take care of John some more. John's dick was hard as a rock in no time. At 7" it was longer than usual, and about average length. John lay between us. The 2 of us took turns stroking and admiring the dick before us. Alexa was the first to take it in her mouth, and she could only get about half of it in. She pulled back and left the dick all warm and slippery with her juice. John rolled his eyes and I knew he was enjoying this as a guttural moan escaped his lips. I moved in, and told Alexa to watch and learn and took the entire erection, all the way down to his balls. I was an expert with this dick, and even hummed while his dick was deep in my throat. I took his dick out and Alexa took over I started sucking on his balls again I knew he loved that. Alexa was becoming a pro, and the dick never left her mouth as she swallowed ever inch of his dick. Alexa's ass was in the air so I repositioned my self-back there tonguing away at her slit. "Mmmmm, oooooh, ohhhhh," she moaned as she sucking John's dick. "Fuck me now from behind" said Alexa as she return herself around." I want to lick you pussy while John fucks me from behind" John eyes soaked in the sight as the woman lowered herself onto my pussy and slowly worked her tongue up and down.

John now put a finger to my mouth, wet it, and lubed up Alexa. Her eyes opened wide as he thrusted into her and started pounding into her pussy while her face was in my pussy

She panted as he fucked her, I made sure her head wasn't leave my pussy so I cupped her head down onto me. First she teased the pussy lips, which drew moans and coos from me. "Ahhhhhhhhhh, yeaaaaahhhh" was the reaction as his thick tool split Alexa wide in two. A slow rhythm ensued as we searched for the ménage-a-trios groove that many men dream about. Within seconds we 2 women were cumming again, and the action was getting louder. John pounded away at Alexa's pussy, as he watched me lean over and grab a vibrator from under the night table drawer. "She'll loves this, and boy what a show does she put on" I said as I moved in rhythm to her lover's pussy licks and John pounding.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh. Go slow, but go deep. I want to really enjoy this one," said Alexa as John slowed his pace. To tease her, I asked John to pulled out of Alexa's pussy, so I could sucked it. The juice was sweet and thick, and tasted so good. He quickly inserted the dick back into Alexa as I moved the vibrator to make contact with Alexa's pussy. "Oh, shit. That feels incredible. Hit my spot, pleeeeeease."

The pace picked up, as John was surprised at how long he was lasting with his dick buried in the woman's pussy. He pounded hard, hard, hard, deep, deep, deep and tried to split her open with each thrust. Grunts of pleasure from in front mixed with squeals of delight from underneath. "Oh, oh, I'm going to cummmmmmmmm," screamed Alexa as John moved aside. We could now see Alex's pussy as it shot a stream of wet pussy juice into the air. Alexa let her hand go to her own pussy, and spanked it as she came again, this time just dribbling juice on the bed.

Overwhelmed by this scene, John felt the suddenness of an orgasm as he shot his load deep into Alexa. She sighed heavily with delight and satisfaction as the goo sent chills up and down her spine and the throbbing dick sent her too over the edge.

Spent and out of breath, the three of us collapsed in a heap. Panting like dogs in August, the three of us put our heads on the pillows and held each other awhile. We all fell a sleep.

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I was just sitting down to my evening meal when as if on cue the telephone rang, I cursed out loud as I reached out to answer it.

"Hi, it's Christine here, I need your help my damn computers gone crazy and I can't get it to work properly, all I did was download and install some stuff and boom, it's knackered," she said with a pleading voice. "I really need to use it now is there any chance you could come around and sort it for me."

Christine and I car shared as we both worked in the same building, she was married to Steven who was a local entrepreneur, into everything and anything to turn a quick buck.

They lived local so I was quite willing to help her out of her predicament and within fifteen minutes I was ringing her doorbell.

Christine opened the door, her face had a worried look on it as she led me into the bedroom where the computer was set up. She explained exactly what happened and invited me to sit at the computer, I declined and told her to sit down, as I knew it was a simple fix so I was going to talk her through it.

"Okay Chris click start, programs, accessories, system tools and then system restore now just click a system checkpoint, yesterday will do." Within seconds the computer was back up and running, XP can be so wonderful sometimes.

I was suddenly startled by the door behind us slamming, turning round I was even more shocked to see her husband standing there pointing a gun at me.

"This isn't a gun gun, it's an air pistol, it won't kill you but it will certainly hurt you. If I fired at your foot it may splinter a bone and then again it may just hurt like hell, so I suggest you do what you're told and then you'll be fine."

My face must have looked a picture, as I stood there looking confused and baffled by this turn of events. I walked towards him and he fired a pellet just missing my foot, the force that it hit the floor convinced me that it might just be better doing what he wants, so I backed off a little.

"What do you think of my wife's body, wouldn't you like to see what's under them clothes, I bet you'd love to see her tits and pussy wouldn't you?" he said.

Christine just stood there saying nothing I had a feeling that she was in on this but I don't know why he had to threaten me, I mean he wants me to fuck his wife I'd do it without the threats.

"Well let's see what you've got first shall we, take your clothes off," he demanded.

I thought to argue and then thought better of it so without any argument I removed my tee shirt, both their eyes were focused on me causing me some embarrassment. I looked towards Steven who waved the gun towards my trousers so I continued undressing until I stood naked and vulnerable before them.

"Remove Christine's top and bra," he instructed.

Christine didn't move as I stripped off her top, walking behind her I unclipped the clasp allowing her bra to fall down her arms so that I could remove it totally.

"Look at those tits, I bet you'd love to touch them and even suck them," said Steven with a hint of pride at how appealing they looked.

His words caused a reaction between my legs and even being in this bizarre situation I couldn't stop my pride and joy from rising to the occasion as I gazed at her tits.

"Undo her belt and remove the rest of her clothes," he once more instructed.

I eased her jeans down, my face was in line with her pussy and I could tell she was enjoying this farce by the dampness spreading on her panties. Finally I manoeuvred her panties down and off, by now I was stiff as a board and eager to sink my cock into her snatch.

I went to rise but she pushed down on my shoulders, I could feel the warmth emanating from her pussy as she held my face close to her.

I wanted to sink my tongue into her pussy and was just about to do so when she walked over to the bed and lay down on her back. Her legs were spread wide waiting for my attention but I dared not move without being told to do so.

"Move to the end of the bed and start licking Christine's hole and don't you dare stop until I tell you too," said Steven.

Well he wasn't going to get any argument from me so I did exactly as he said. It was uncomfortable standing and having to lean so far forward but as my tongue started to devour her pussy those thoughts soon vanished. My tongue flicked her clitoris a couple of times and she flinched and moaned with delight.

Without warning Steven was suddenly standing behind me his cock pressed against my arse, I started to stand up until I felt the coldness of the gun against my balls.

He parted my arse cheeks and I jerked as a cold substance was spread around my hole, then a finger violated me pushing more of the substance inside me. No wonder he needed the gun, it wasn't that he wanted me to fuck his wife but they he wanted to fuck me. There was now two fingers squirming inside me causing a great deal of discomfort, they wiggled inside my hole spreading more and more substance around. I felt him move closer, his cock was now pressed against my hole, he pushed gently at first and then increased the pressure as inch by inch he slipped deep inside me. There was pain at first but I couldn't yell as Chistine had hold of my hair keeping my face sunk in her pussy.

Steven began fucking me with long strokes, after each stroke I could feel his balls slam against my arse.

"You better be licking her good because if she ain't smiling and groaning I might not come for ages and you wouldn't want that would you," said Steven a bit shakily as his breathing became faster.

The pain was now gone and I couldn't believe that it was actually turning me on feeling his cock sliding in and out of me. I could control myself no longer and shot my load all over the bed, Christine was yelling with pleasure as Steven shot his cum deep into my bowels. I collapsed on to the bed causing Steven to slip out of me leaving me feeling empty and used.

He passed me my clothes and we all got dressed, shaking my hand he handed me an envelope.

"There's the £500 we agreed and I'll give you 5% for any money we make from the video sales," said Steven as he signalled the cameraman to finish.

I made my way back home toting up in my mind how much money I would make from this video, the other eight films had done well and I was looking forward to my bank balance getting even healthier.

Well I always wanted to be an actor...

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