All the girls would come home early Saturday morning, lipstick smeared, with their bras and panties in their purses, and regale me with stories of all the guys they’d fucked.

Bent over the couch taking it from behind, straddling a guy in his bedroom while blowing his roommate, eating each other’s pussies while the guys sat around in a circle and watched and jerked off on them. They even told me about contests!

One contest that they seemed to have each week was the blow job contest. Two girls would get completely naked and kneel on the floor. Willing participants would drop their pants and stand in line to get blown by these girls. Each girl would blow as many guys as she could in an allotted amount of time to see who could get more guys to squirt on their faces.

Each girl would have a team of “fluffers” who would tease the guys till they got hard. Sometimes the fluffers were naked too. They fluffers weren’t allowed to put their mouths on the guys cocks and were only allowed to use their fingers to lightly stroke the cock. – no jerking the guys off. So most of the girls got naked and masturbated or ate each other out to get the guys hard. Each week they had the contest, the previous week’s champion would face off against a new competitor.

One Friday night my roommate came home pounding her fists in the air and screaming! She came into the room and her hair was all stiff. She had won the blow job contest. I didn’t know this, but she had competed three times before and been beaten handily. She told me she had been going over there every night for two weeks and practicing. She would just line the guys up and blow them till they came all over her face. That night she was set.

The allotted time for the contest was always 12 minutes. The record for most guys jizz was 16. That was the girl from down the hall who had fucked all 14 guys on our floor in the first two weeks of the semester. She was a pro. Well, my roommate sucked off 21 guys. She didn’t wash the cream off her face because she was so proud of herself.

The week of midterms I was a wreck, but wound up doing very well. That Friday, my roommate convinced me to go to the frat party. I got dressed and she gave me a look. She made me change completely into an little tiny skirt with no panty hose, and a very tight short top. She lent me a demi-bra, so my nipples weren’t covered. It was cold, and they stood out like spikes.

I was embarrassed – until we got there. We walked in and most of the girls were topless, and some of them were completely nude. Christy took off her top as soon as we walked in. She encouraged me to do the same. But I couldn’t. So she gave me punch for an hour until I was drunk enough, then she helped me off with all my clothes.

I watched as people fucked and sucked all around me. A guy came up to me and started to suck my nipples, without even introducing himself. I didn’t stop him. Before I knew it I was on my back and he was fucking me.

My roommate, Christy, came over and started to kiss me. She used a finger to rub my clit while I was being fucked. She smiled at this guy whose cock was pounding into my wet pussy, and she started to kiss him. He leaned back in such a way that while he was fucking me, she was able to lick my clit.

I hadn’t ever felt anything like that. I came in about 30 seconds. I screamed out loud, and a small but appreciative group gathered to watch us. The guy pulled out and came all over my pussy.

Christy licked it up, and continued to eat me out until I came again. I was moaning like crazy and before I knew it there was a cock in my mouth. Christy looked up at him and smiled and they traded places.

In an instant he was buried in my pussy to the balls and Christy straddled my face until her pussy was over my mouth. I was still pretty drunk so I started lapping her up like a cat. The guy who was fucking me pulled out and rubbed his hard cock between Christy’s pussy and my mouth. He came all over my face, and so did Christy.

Before I knew it, they had all moved on, and I was sitting on the couch covered in cum, with Christy next to me, gently rubbing my clit with her finger. The whole episode lasted less than half an hour. I had fucked two guys whose names I didn’t even know, and had eaten pussy for the first time in my life.

“Did you like eating my pussy?” Christy asked.

I didn’t really know the answer to that, it had all happened so fast. But, I didn’t dislike it, I guess, so I told her I liked it just fine.

“Well, we have plenty of time before the end of the year to suck each other off as much as we want. I’ll let you find some more cock.”

And then she disappeared into the crowd.

I sat there alone for a moment, still on my back, with my legs spread wide, before a guy came up to me and asked if I would suck him off. Since he actually asked instead of just putting his meat in my mouth, I obliged. He had a pretty thick cock, but not too long, so I deep throated him. He kept stopping so he wouldn’t come. He was moaning and screaming like you wouldn’t believe.

I was blowing him for what seemed like forever when my roommate came over to tell me that it was time to defend her blow job championship, and would I act as a fluffer for her. I looked up at her over this cock and raised my eyebrows.

She said, “All you have to do is rub your clit a little, and maybe eat some pussy. You like to do that.”

My eyes got wide. I don’t think I was ready for that yet.

Then this guy in my mouth said, “Fuck that, she should challenge you. This is the best blow job I’ve ever had.”

I pulled away from him and said, “That’s it, no fucking way. I am not blowing a dozen guys while a roomful of strangers watch. What am I, some kind of white trash whore?”

Christy was noticeably offended by this remark, and I instantly felt bad. I tried to stammer out an explanation, but she cut me off.

“Honey, you fucked two guys on this couch not half an hour ago. You ate my pussy, and gave this guy a blow job, all in front of a room full of strangers who were more than appreciative. You could eat any pussy and suck any cock in this room if you wanted to – they loved your performance so much. You already are a whore. The only reason you won’t challenge me is because you know I’ll beat your prissy little ass.”

I was so embarrassed, and so sorry for insulting Christy, that I agreed to challenge her. I figured I’d lose graciously and she could continue being the cock queen.

They threw a pillow on the floor, and I kneeled on it. The guys lined up, cocks in the air, and the first one on my line rested his hard shaft on my closed lips. It was already leaking precum. The bell went off, I opened my mouth, and this guy fucked my face so vigorously that I didn’t really do anything at all. He came in about fifteen seconds. The next two guys did the same thing.

After that it got hard, so to speak. But because of those three guys in the beginning, and because Christy was really drunk, I wound up tying her at 12 cocks each. I was covered in jizz, and so was she. Two girls came over and started to lick the come off us.

I was then informed that I would have to participate in a tie- breaker. This was endless. I had enough cock in my mouth, and was frankly, a little horny and wanted to have some cock in my pussy for a little while.

Well, thank god for this tie- breaker. I had a lot of sex in high school, and was more experienced than Christy. She had been a virgin until about 5 weeks before this. She fucked for the first time at one of these frat parties, and even with all the fucking, of the last month, her experiences were more limited than mine were.

She was noticeably deficient in the area of anal sex, while I had many cocks in my ass in the past. In fact, I loved a hard cock rammed up my asshole.

The tiebreaker was five minutes. Each girl had to make as many guys as possible come in five minutes, using whatever body parts and methods the liked. They provided us with hard guys and lube.

Well, Christy got on her back and took a guy in her pussy, one in her mouth and one in each hand.

She tried to take one between the tits, but it didn’t work out with so many guys. She couldn’t hold them together, and he couldn’t hold them together and fuck her at the same time.

She was well into this while I lubed up myself and the guys. I gently rubbed lube all around my asshole, and then stuck my finger in my tight little hole to get lube in there. My pussy was plenty lubed already. Then i squirted lube on all the guys and rubbed it in. They liked that.

I got a kitchen chair and sat one guy in it. I straddled his cock and got a rhythm going. Then I leaned over and told a guy to shove his cock up my ass. He was stunned. I screamed at him to hurry. I took one guy in each hand and told another, “Hey, fuck my face!” I moaned like crazy and bucked like a bronco, which got them all going.

Christy and I made them all come in around the same amount of time, but she was only working on four, and I had five. In the end, she was able to do eight guys. I got fifteen to come all over me. I was the new cock queen. Christy wasn’t mad. She said she would challenge me every week till she beat me.

Everyone liked the sound of that.

I became a regular at the frat house, endlessly with a cock filling me somewhere, and Christy and I began regularly eating each other out. I loved college.

‘Maybe you would like to act out something along those lines.’

‘If it was acting it wouldn’t work,’ she replied.

I went on to suggest. ‘Why not have a real scenario where you would be really forced but it would be prearranged that the limits were feeling and sucking your breasts and maybe finger fucking you.’

She brightened up at that suggestion; I could see that I made a good suggestion.

‘But how could we guarantee that the man would stop at that?’ she asked.

‘You did say you wanted it to be a black man.’

‘Well it doesn’t have to be but it would be more exciting if it was.’

‘I have this friend at work, Dave, he’s well over 6ft tall and really looks threatening but actually he is a very nice guy. Maybe I could ask him if he would like to help out.’

‘Do you think he would? But how about afterwards, wouldn’t it be embarrassing for you to go on working with him?’

‘No! We often have discussions about sex and I know he is open minded.’

‘Oh you do, do you!’ She said with a mischievous grin.

‘Well shall I ask him?’

‘The idea of being forced by a stranger does really excite me. It would have to be as a ‘stranger’ that it happens. I wouldn’t want to meet him before or after. That would spoil it.’

‘So you want me to arrange it?’

‘Yes please! But don’t tell me anything about it, I want it to seem really real, so I don’t want to know any details!’

….

I asked Dave what he thought about the idea and he was all for it. He hadn’t been getting much at home lately so was all for a bit of an adventure. We thought the best idea would be in a porn movie theatre. So it was all arranged for the Friday night at 8pm.

I suggested to Beth that we go to see a blue movie; it may give her some more ideas for fantasies. She looked askance at me, I suppose she was guessing this might be the set up for her ‘forced sexing’ but she didn’t make any comment, she just agreed to go.

We got to the theatre just before 8pm, inside our eyes took a while to adjust to the darkness but as we entered the back row, Beth turned to me.

‘This is it, isn’t it? There’s a black man sitting there.’

I could just make out that there was someone there but as there was a dark scene on at that moment it was a bit difficult to see. Then she startled me by her next remark.

‘Would you mind Darling if I sit here alone, it will make me feel more vulnerable if I know you are not next to me to protect me. And as it is all arranged, I will be safe.’

‘OK! If that’s what you want. I could do with going to the toilet anyway.’

With that I turned round and went toward the exit. I took a quick look back and saw that she had sat down with one empty seat between her and Dave.

I took my time at the toilet, and then I wandered around the foyer looking at adverts for future movies. After about 15 minutes I decided to sneak in and watch the action, if in deed there was any. I got an instant hard on at what I saw. Beth had her eyes closed and her blouse fully opened. Dave had….. What! It wasn’t Dave. It was some strange black guy I had never seen before.

This guy had his right arm around Beth’s shoulders holding her right wrist in a steel grip. His left hand was pulling hard on her right nipple as he sucked the other one.

I sat down next to her and tried to get her attention, ‘Beth! Beth!’ I called to her as I kept tapping her arm. The black guy looked up at me.

‘Fuck off Honky!’ Was all he said then went back to sucking her tit. Beth was lost in a world of her own. She was obviously deep into her fantasy. She was moaning quietly under the strangers manipulations.

Just then another black guy sitting next to him, whom I hadn’t noticed till he reached around the first guy and slid his hand up Beth’s thigh. ‘Hey I can’t reach!’ With that the first guy lifted Beth as though she was a rag doll, and threw her across his knees.

He pulled up her skirt and pulled her panties down and started to finger fuck her. Beth’s moans got really loud; she obviously loved this rough treatment. Just then I heard her gagging and choking. I stood up to try to see what was going on but couldn’t quite see, so I went to the row in front and sat turned around. The second guy had her by the hair and was pulling her head up and down on his black cock. Now and then she would gasp for breath as her head came up but on the downward thrust the cock was obviously going deep into her throat.

Just then the first guy stood up and turned sideways on to me as he lined himself up behind Beth, he lifted her up by the hips so her feet were well off the floor and just rammed his cock up her cunt before I could say anything. She was that juiced up that his cock, although quite large, had no trouble entering her cunt.

Just then I felt a tap on the shoulder, it was Dave.

‘Sorry I’m late, had car trouble!’ he said as he sat down. ‘I see you started without me! I thought there was to be no fucking?’

‘I didn’t get much to say about it. I went to the loo thinking it was you in the back row and when I got back this guy was already sucking her tits.’

‘Oh! Sorry, couldn’t be helped.’ He was speaking to me but watching my wife in action in the row behind. Just then the first guy started to moan as he was shooting his cum up my darling Beth’s cunt. A few thrust and he pulled out letting her drop to the floor, wiped his cock with a hanky and turned and left. Dave jumped up and over the seats; he knelt behind Beth and shoved his dick up her cum filled cunt.

‘No point in letting a hot cunt go to waste!’ He said to me as he started to thrust into her in earnest. Just then the second guy started to cum in her mouth. Beth was coughing and spluttering as the guy kept forcing his cock into her throat with each spurt of cum.

When he finished he likewise just stood up and let her drop to the floor. This didn’t put Dave off his stroke as he too added a load of cum up my Beth’s cunt.

I could see other guys taking an interest and gathering around. ‘Dave we better get her out of here before any more men start on her.’

‘OK!’ He replied as he was wiping his cock on Beth’s skirt. We stood her up as best we could. It was as though she were drunk, and half carried her out to the foyer then into the gent’s toilet so that I could make an attempt at cleaning her up a bit.

Dave stood behind her taking her weight and holding up her skirt in front as I knelt in front of her with toilet paper in hand ready to clean her. But I just stared at her red raw cunt with loads of cum oozing out between her luscious pussy lips.

‘Go on!’ said Dave. ‘You know you want to lick it!’

‘Wha…’ I was saying as he eased her forward and her wonderful pussy was right in my face, without even thinking I started licking and slurping away. This action wasn’t wasted on Beth, she stared to moan and her hands reached behind my head and pulled me into her sloppy cunt. I licked and licked and oh the joy I felt hearing her climax in my mouth.

Needless to say, this was the start of many a gangbang. Beth can’t get enough of being ‘Used’ and I love cleaning her up.

We were made for each other.

Tonight Debbie was going to a concert featuring a group known as Death Warmed Over – not the kind of guys you’d bring home to mother, unless of course your mother was Morticia Addams.

As she dressed for the evening, she went over in her mind the usual plan of events. She always bought one of the ‘cheap seats’ tickets, because she usually managed to trade sexual favors for a spot down front. Most of the security guards and roadies who frequented the large arena in town had enjoyed a quick but very satisfying blow job from her. This way, she nearly always got to the front row. She wore a loose fitting blouse that hung over the waistband of her short denim skirt.

Tonight, seeing as how the crowd would be more sleazy than usual, she went overboard – she wore stockings and the highest pair of high heels she had, killer shoes with four-inch heels. The skirt she had chosen was a tight, short affair. It stopped at just about the tops of her stockings, so the garter-straps and clips showed. This new style was especially erotic and on Debby’s long legs the nylons were even more appealing.

She slid the tight dress up over her garter belt and pulled the blouse down over her bare breasts. No panties, no bra. She was sure to get the attention she wanted tonight. Applying more than the usual amount of makeup, eyeshadow and lipstick, she certainly looked the part of a woman in search of sex. And sex she was sure to get.

Standing in line outside the arena as the crowd of kids jostled around, the excitement in the air was evident. Debby could sense the stares and leers of the males in the crowd and enjoyed the attention. She always went to these concerts alone. She calmly waited as the line she was in slowly made its way past the ticket taker and went through the usual search inside the arena – the city was pretty thorough about getting most of the booze and firecrackers off the kids as they came in.

The big black security guard at the door eyed her up and down and said in a voice loud enough for everyone 10 feet around to hear, “I can see this little girl ain’t got nothin’ hidden on her!”

Debby just smiled at him and licked her lips with her tongue, teasing the man. Nonetheless, he made sure his hands brushed across her breasts and down her hips. The touch of his hand made Debby’s nipples begins to peak and stiffen. She wandered the halls a while the opening act played. She didn’t want to get there too early and have a latecomer push her back, the way she usually did to the legitimate front-row patrons.

Debbie wandered down to the ladies room and had a few cigarettes, shooting the breeze with some other girls and in general just enjoying the atmosphere. Most of the girls expressed amazement at her outfit, but several said they had seen the style and were just waiting for someone else to wear it first.

Finally the opening act finished to the obvious delight of most of the crowd. The house lights came up and the local radio station came on over the huge speakers and started blaring old Led Zeppelin and Aerosmith tunes. A haze of tobacco and hash smoke hung in the air.

After killing some more time standing around the entrance to the lower level area, Debby could sense when there was about 15 minutes until “DWA” as they were called, would take the stage. She fluffed her hair, straightened her skirt and inspected the picture. Everything was fine.

This would be a piece of cake.

She strolled down the short flight of stairs and out onto the floor of the arena. Folding chairs had been set up over a thick plywood floor laid over the basketball court and ice-hockey area. Several security guards stood around the front of the stage, which was raised about 8 feet above the floor level.

An iron railing had been raised that was set back from the stage about 10 feet. This area was reserved for roadies, tour photographers and others with official business. No paying customers where allowed here. Most of the front row seats were occupied. In all the clatter and noise of the time, Debby never noticed the security guard come up behind her and lightly touch her arm.

“Excuse me, I’ll have to see your ticket for this area.” Debby turned quickly. He was new. A tall, fresh looking guy about 25 or so, with thick brown hair and a nice smile. Obviously he hadn’t been doing this very long. Debby just let him wander up and down her body with his eyes. He grinned at her.

“I don’t have one.” she said nonchalantly.

“Well, I’m afraid you’ll have to leave then, this area is for ticket holders only. There’s no standing room.”

Debby looked him right in the eye. “Can I suck your cock for it?”

“W-what!” the guy stammered, blushing furiously.

“I said can I suck your cock for it – let’s go somewhere and I’ll blow you real good and then you let me stay up front here!” Debby almost shouted at him.

The guy looked at her a second, debating the obvious choices in his mind. Finally he looked around at the crowd and then down at Debby.

“OK, babe, I think we can work it out. Come with me.”

So saying, he took her arm and they walked around back behind the stage and off to the side. A small passageway led out to one of the corridors normally closed to public traffic. He led her to a small closet just down the hallway and the two of them went in. He flipped the light on and pushed her in ahead of him.

“No funny stuff. All you get is a blow job, man,” Debby said.

“No problem. You look like the type who loves to eat cock.”

“Yeah, well I might. How’s yours?” she shot back.

“You tell me.” he said as he simply unzipped his trousers and fished his rapidly hardening cock out. Average in length and girth, Debby was pleased, but not overly impressed. “Now how about that head?” he said, putting his hand over her head and pressing down.

Debby let him push her to her knees. She grabbed a bunch of towels and cloths to put under her knees, not wanting to get a run in her stockings just yet. She leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock, but then pulled back.

“Just a sec – I don’t want to get cum all over this blouse.” she said as she shucked the light garment over her head. Clad now in just the stockings and skirt, she reached around the man’s ass and pulled his cock into her mouth. “Ok, big boy, get ready for a blowjob you’ll never forget.”

Whatever else you might say about Debby, you’d have to admit that she knew her craft. She pulled the man’s entire shaft into her mouth and worked over it with her tongue, teasing and pulling on it. She wasn’t here to make it last or have a good time – she wanted to have this guy blow his wad and get back to the concert. She let him reach down and tug on her nipples, growing them into tiny peaks of ruby red flesh.

“Yeah baby, suck that cock, make it good. That’s right,” he said, one hand on her tit and the other behind her head, pulling her onto his shaft. Debby reached up with one hand and fondled his balls through his pants, twisting and turning them, churning up the load of cum she hoped would soon be arriving on the inside of her mouth.

“Shit, honey, that’s real good, you’re gonna get me cumming in no time,” he panted. “Yes, yes, yes, take it all, take it all!!” He thrust roughly into her lipsticked mouth, looking down at the girl on her knees before him. The older security guards had said this would happen occasionally, and that is was one of the unpaid fringe benefits of the job. They were right.

Debby pulled roughly off his cock just as she felt the tremors of his orgasm begin. Grabbing his cock tightly just behind the head she looked up at him and swallowed roughly.

“You can cum in my mouth, but don’t take it out and whip it all over, OK? Cum in my mouth, I’ll swallow it.”

The guy could only nod his head. She bent to re-envelop his cock with her wet mouth and released her grip on the shaft. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed his hips forwards, sinking his cock all the way into Debby’s mouth and let go a wad of jizz that slimed over her tongue and down her throat. Debby took over, sucking and drawing the load of semen from his balls.

Several strong jets of cum struck the back of Debby’s mouth and she dutifully swallowed as the amount grew. Again the guy pulsed and again she swallowed his creamy spunk. Tightening her lips over his cock shaft, she slowly pulled up and off him, drawing the last few beads of cum from his cock.

Popping her tightly drawn lips off the shiny head of his cock, Debby looked up at him from her kneeling position. The guy was swaying back and forth on his feet, still enjoying the marvelous feel of the orgasm he’d just had. He popped his eyes opened and looked down at her.

“That was pretty good. You must have had a lot of practice.”

Debby cleared her throat of the last dribbles of his sperm and said “Yeah, I’ve been sucking cock since I was fourteen. Most guys say I’m pretty good at it.” Wiping her lips with the back of her hand, she smiled up at him and, reaching for her blouse, got to her feet and slipped the blouse on back over her naked chest.

“OK, I fulfilled my part of the bargain, let’s go,” she said quickly, grabbing his hand and walking swiftly out of the small room and back up the corridor towards the stage area. He let her walk in front of him, eying the sway of her tight ass in the short skirt.

Once out into the crowd again, Debby walked up to the middle of the seating area just off the front of the stage, and turned to the guard.

“Here, take this – in case anybody else hassles you,” he said quickly, handing her a small slip of paper from his jacket pocket. Debby glanced at it. It was a small ticket stub with ‘Front Stage Pass’ stamped on it, with the date and time added in longhand. “It’s a pass we use in case someone legitimately looses their ticket or we need to issue another one for a VIP or something – it’s good all evening.”

She thanked him and watched as he turned and walked away.

Debby could still taste him in her mouth, and her breasts were aroused and tingly with desire. She usually loved giving head and eating cum, it made her feel slutty and sexy. She ran her tongue around her lips and made sure that her makeup and hair were still presentable.

Soon enough the house lights dimmed, the kids started cheering and raising the usual ruckus and smoke and lights filled the air. Death Warmed Over hit the stage with their current hit, ‘Teenaged Honey’ and Debby found herself scanning the guys in the band for an obvious target. Like most rock and heavy metal bands, the guys were skeletal thin and had very long hair.

The bass guitarist had tattoos all over his chest and a wildly frizzy hair-do. He seemed more interested in watching his shoes than anyone in the crowd, so Debby looked past him at the singer. He seemed a likely target, with his wildly flowing blond hair and requisite skin tight leather pants.

Debby noticed with satisfaction the large tube of flesh shoved down the inside of his right pants leg. He seemed to seek out and sing to the females in the front rows, and when he looked Debby’s way during one song, she tried to make real eye contact with him and send some signals.

But the singer just looked at her for a few seconds, then moved on to the next person in the crowd. Debby wasn’t even sure that he noticed her at all. “Shithead” she thought to herself over the din, “time for plan B.” Plan B was calculated to get one of the guy’s attention, for sure. She waited until the guitarist was screaming through one of his patented gymnastic solos, his guitar held down between his legs, hands flying up and down the neck and over the body of the instrument. He fell to his knees near the front of the stage, near Debby.

He looked straight at her while coaxing the agonized notes from his guitar, bending the strings and gyrating to the music. Debby locked on his eyes and quickly grabbed the bottom of her blouse and pulled it up to her neck, exposing her large and shapely breasts for all around to see. The others near her in the front rows were occupied with watching the group on stage, not her, but the guitarist certainly saw her charms.

Debby could tell he noticed and liked what he saw, because his face broke into a huge grin. She dropped the blouse to cover up and smiled back up at him. He nodded in recognition and, as if suddenly remembering where he was, ended his solo and went on with the song the rest of the group was performing. Later during the show he managed to work his way over to where Debby was several times, hoping for another shot of her tits.

Debby knew that if she showed them again, she took a chance of either causing a riot down among the front rows or getting booted out by the management. Each time, though, she made some little movement that let the guy know she wanted him – she swayed her hips to his music or rubbed her tits through the blouse.

During one especially close moment, she took her index finger and pointed to her open mouth with it – the universal sign among groupies and rock stars that she wanted to suck his cock. He noticed it immediately and Debby could tell he got it – his cock swelled the front of his Spandex pants out in a noticeable bulge.

The show went on without incident, and the group did the usual encore and crowd-pleasing pyrotechnic finale of smoke bombs, Roman candles and laser lights. As the show came to a close, Debby quickly hurried out and down past the back of the stage into the subterranean corridors she knew so well. She made her way around to the lower-level dressing rooms.

Several people were wandering around in the area, mostly either members of the road crews of the two bands, arena employees, or other hangers-on. Debby noticed several other girls who she knew were here after the same thing she was – rock musician dick.

Quickly circling around the corridor Debby came to the door to the main dressing room. She’d been here many times before. This time, as usual, the door was blocked by a huge, burly roadie, a black man easily six foot eight in height and 270 pounds. He looked at her and sniffed, “Ok, girlie, just keep on going, nothing here for you tonight.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure, man,” she snapped back with the confidence gained from dozens of these confrontations. “What’s it take to get inside?” nodding her head towards the dressing room door.

“Well, above all a backstage pass, which I see you ain’t got, or you bein’ a member of the band, which you ain’t, or you bein’ someone invited in there by someone, which you ain’t, cause there ain’t anyone in there.”

Debby looked up at him seductively. She was sure he had been in this situation hundreds of times around the country, always guarding the group from the swarm of fans anxious to get near to them. But she was equally sure that she could get to him – she had always been successful in the past.

“Aw, c’mon, let me go in. Promise I won’t make a scene.”

“Nope. Just move along,” was the grunted reply. Debby thrust her chest out just a little more and licked her lips.

“Is there anything I can do to get in there, you know, fuck you or something?” This question usually got one of two responses – either the roadie laughed in her face, or he took her up on it. When they laughed in her face, which was seldom, to be sure, Debby usually figured some other way into the dressing room. But this guy just looked at her for long seconds. His eyes bored into hers. Finally Debby blinked and looked down.

The roadie chuckled from deep within his chest. “Ok, girlie, tell you what. You’re better lookin’ than most of the pussy that comes sniffin’ round down here. If you can suck me off, and get me off before the guys get down here, you can stay. I’m sure that they’ll know what to do with you too.” Debby thought to herself that she already had one load of sperm in her belly, another one wouldn’t make that much difference.

While he spoke, he turned and unlocked the door and motioned her inside. Debby flushed and ducked under his arms and into the dressing room. Like the usual backstage areas she had seen, this one was strewn with clothes, food, paper, a couple of acoustic guitars and other miscellaneous junk. The aroma of grass hung in the air. Debby walked a few feet into the room and turned to the roadie.

“What’s your name, stud?”

“Roger.” The black roadie wasted no time. He unzipped his pants and walked up to Debby, pushing her to her knees in the middle of the room.

She nearly knelt in an old pizza carton with two greasy slabs of pizza in it, but brushed it away before her knees hit the floor.

“You want pads?” he asked.

“What?” Debby answered, mystified.

“Knee pads – standard equipment for the band. I seen them get half a dozen or so girls here each night and the chicks get sore knees from all the cocksucking.”

Debby answered with a snort. “No, I don’t need ‘em. I’ve been doing this long enough so I get by OK.” So saying, she reached into the man’s pants and fished around for his cock.

Now, Debby had seen quite a few cocks in her short life; white ones, black ones, short ones, fat ones, long ones, thin ones and thick ones.

But as she wormed the tube of flesh out from behind its’ confining cloth, her eyes widened.

“Now this is a COCK!” she thought to herself. In proportion to the rest of his body, it really wasn’t all that large, but to Debby’s small white hand, the black log seemed huge. It was too big around for her fingers to fully encircle it, and not even erect seemed nine or ten inches long.

“Jeessus man how big’s this thing get?” she laughed up at him. “I’m not so sure I can take this whopper in my mouth.”

“Suck it, or get going, bitch, we ain’t got all night.” She felt his strong hands at the back of her head, pulling her face towards his cock. Debby shifted on her knees and moved her jaw around, loosening up her facial muscles. The cock hardened under her pumping hands. The plum-shaped head gleamed in the light and a tiny drop of wetness appeared at the tip.

Debby leaned forward and licked the spot off, enjoying the thrill and appreciating the throb of desire that she felt move through the cock. She opened her lips and kissed the head of the cock, swabbing it with her tongue and spreading her saliva over the already wet tip of the cock. Her hands circled the shaft poking out of the man’s pants and started jerking the cock, the smooth dark skin sliding over the blood-filled shaft with ease.

Roger had his hands firmly around her head, fingers entwined in her hair. He moved his hips forward to shove more of his hard cock into her mouth, and Debby accepted the movement, spreading saliva over the rigid tube of flesh. Her tongue swirled over and around the shaft and about 5 inches of the shaft invaded her mouth. She swallowed roughly and tasted a few drops of salty pre-cum.

“Oh yeah, baby, keep doin’ it, that’s real good” Roger spoke gruffly. He increased the length of his strokes, feeding his hot cock into the woman’s mouth with ease. He was kind of surprised that she could take so much, but he wasn’t aware of Debby’s past experience.

Literally hundreds of feet of cock had traveled the slippery route over her lips and tongue and into the top of her throat, inches after inches adding up to feet and multiplying many hundreds of times. So Debby was no amateur at the cocksucking business. In fact, she prided herself on the ease and delight with which she could swallow almost any cock presented to her.

As she sucked the shaft, Debby continued to stroke and jerk the cock that was gripped by her hands. She knelt on the floor and applied both hands to the shaft outside of her face, pulling up to her lips and pushing back down until her hands touched Roger’s wiry pubic hair.

She occasionally let one hand drop down and caress and fondle his balls, which hung loosely in their confining sack of skin. The amount of saliva she generated soon began to overflow her lips, and drooled down over her bottom lip and chin.

Debby had to pull off his cock for a second to get a deep breath, and while she did, she kept the tip of his cock at her tongue, stroking and pumping all the while. She looked up at Roger with smoldering eyes, noticing that he was also fascinated by the sight of her down there, worshipping his cock.

“You like to suck dick, eh, girlie?” he asked, watching the slim white woman jerk his coal-black cock at her face.

“Yeah, I guess so. My boyfriend seems to like it,” she answered noncommittally, taking the time to swallow some of the accumulated juices that had gathered in her mouth.

“Well, you just keep it up, ’cause I’ve got some nice hot black cum for you to eat. You swallow?”

“If you want. ‘sall the same to me,” she responded. “Or if you want you can cum on my face, that’s cool too.”

Roger couldn’t believe his ears. Here was this cute little college girl, on her knees before him, sucking his cock and telling him it was fine with her if he ejaculated on her pretty face. He’d always wanted to try that, but had never met a woman who seemed agreeable. But now his chance had come.

“Oh yeah, baby, that’s what I’ll do, I’ll blow my wad all over you if you want. Just keep that stroking, I’m getting close now….” he breathed roughly. Debby did so, stroking his cock more and more rapidly, licking the head and kissing it with her pursed lips, sucking the drops of rapidly increasing pre-cum off and swallowing them. Then she felt Roger begin to shudder.

“Yeah, baby, that’s it, cum for me, cum for Debby, blow that jizz on me now, I want it,” she whispered, knowing the words would excite Roger even more. Her hands sped back and forth on the black cock, the tip just inches from her mouth. Suddenly Roger jerked and a long stream of white cum flew from the head of his cock, diving right into her open lips.

Caught slightly by surprise, Debby coughed lightly, spitting the cum back out over her lips, where it started to drool down. She kept on jerking the cock. Another shot flew out, landing across her nose and cheek. She aimed the cock higher and the third jet spun across her forehead and into her hair.

The force of the semen began to lessen, and the next spurt dripped weakly out onto her cheeks. Debby rubbed the spitting cockhead over her face, feeling the sperm leak out and drool over her skin. As the eruption slowed, she popped the head of Roger’s cock back into her mouth and sucked with all her might, drawing even more hot salty cum up through his tube and into her swallowing mouth.

Finally Roger stepped away from the girl on her knees. His cock hung down, drained. Debby looked at him, the streamers of cum lining her face beginning to slide downwards over her lips and chin. She swallowed, gulping the three or four jets of cum that had found their way into her mouth. Drawing in a huge breath of air, she shivered and whispered, “God! That was something else! All that cum on my face.”

Just then the door burst open with a rush of air and noise and the five group members entered their dressing area. The sight stopped them in their tracks. Roger, one of their road crew members, was standing there, his shrinking cock hanging out of his pants, dripping saliva and cum. A cute girl in a mini-skirt and blouse knelt on the floor just feet away, her face lined with cum. Debby gasped in astonishment and flushed red, embarrassed at being seen like this by the entire group. Roger was silent.

“Jesus Christ, what the fuck is going on here!” yelled the singer.

“Holy shit!”

A cacophony of voices suddenly filled the air, the jeers and taunts of the group directed at Roger and the girl. Debby got shakily to her feet, wiping the cum from her face as best she could. She stammered “Ah.. hey g-guys, good show you just put on…” She hesitated, but no one spoke. “Now it’s my turn, OK? My name’s Debby, and I’ll fuck and suck you all.”

(It might be wise now to introduce the group members, for those of you unfamiliar with them. The guitarist who seemed so intent on Debby’s tits was Ed. He had long black hair and wore tight black jeans and a short fringed vest. The singer was Larry, and his long wavy blond hair flowed down over his shoulders.

He was tall and beefy and, to most women, the most attractive member of the group. The bass player had kind of stringy long brown hair and was named Ted. The drummer wore his hair in a ponytail and had a brown beard and mustache to match. His name was Bob. He had a maniacal look on his face.)

The guys wasted no time. Quickly they locked the dressing room door and spread pillows and cushions on the floor, spreading away all the collected trash, sheet music, amplifier parts and other miscellaneous junk that had collected there. Ed stepped up to Debby and said “I want to see those tits again, they were fantastic!”

Debby colored, but nodded to him and, crossing her arms, lifted the hem of her blouse up over her head. The other guys in the band whistled appreciatively when her breasts came into view. Large, very round mammaries sported full nipples that were stone hard already, poking out almost a half-inch in erection.

“Yes, in-DEED, very nice,” said Bob, stepping up next to them and bending down to suck one nipple into his mouth. Debby pulled his head to her chest and closed her eyes, moaning softly. Ted stepped over and ran his hands over her hips and down her skirt. He knelt and slid one hand up her leg underneath the skirt.

“Jeesus, she ain’t wearin’ any panties!” he exclaimed, when his wandering fingers touched damp pubic hair. He moistened the tip of one finger in his mouth and slid it back under Debby’s skirt, insinuating it up into her slit. Debby moaned again and threw her head back.

“Yes, yes, finger my clit, do it now,” she whispered. Ted was only too happy to oblige, as he insinuated his forefinger into the warm, moist area at the top of her slit where he found the exciting little nubbin.

Meanwhile, Bob and Ed continued to suckle at her breasts, and Debby held both their heads to her chest like an earth mother. The two men slowly lowered her to the floor, resting her head on a large sofa cushion and pulling her legs out straight. Ted unfastened the hooks of her skirt, and raising her hips, Debby allowed him to pull it down over her long, slim, stocking-enclosed legs. Again the guys whistled as her lower body came into view.

“DAMN, that’s one fine cunt we got here” grunted Ed as he began loosening his pants. The other three men followed his lead, and soon all four were naked. They knelt down around the woman offering herself to them, and for the next few minutes, Debby was in heaven as four sets of strong hands stroked, pulled, tweaked, rubbed and caressed her sweating body.

“C’mon guys, I need a fuck badly, let’s get it on,” she said, pulling Ed’s face to hers and kissing him deeply. He maneuvered around and grabbed her stockinged legs, hoisting them up over his shoulders. Her hips rose up off the floor as she pointed her pussy at him. Ed held his cock and rubbed the head of it over her slit, wetting it with the juices she was producing.

Finally he could wait no longer, and with a tremendous grunt, slid the entire length of his cock right up her pussy. It hit bottom and Debby squealed, “OH GOD YES, DO IT, FUCK ME!” And she began moving her hips up to meet his thrusts.

Not to be left out, Larry and Bob moved up, kneeling on either side of her head. Debby looked up and saw the two glistening cockheads poised over her face. She reached up and fisted each of the shafts, opening her mouth to rub her tongue around each of the flared heads. They began leaking pre-cum, which set her taste buds on fire and pushed her further on down the road to the sexual heights.

“FUCK YES, call me names, I’m a SLUT, I’m a COCKSUCKING WHORE!” Debby yelled, surrendering herself to the feelings of delight coursing through her body.

The men groaned and began taunting her.

“Yeah, you bitch, suck that cock, I’m gonna pump a load down your throat.”

“Wow, look at this bitch suck, she loves that shit, look at ‘er go!”

“C’mon baby, suck me off, you want that cum, don’t you?”

“Yes, I’m a cock-sucking, cum-loving slut!” she responded enthusiastically, slurping on the cocks. Ed continued fucking into her slit with vigor, sliding the length of his cock in and out with sure strokes.

“Yea baby, suck those cocks, make ‘em cum down your fucking throat, eat some cum for dinner!” he joined in.

The four of them continued on for several minutes, Debby sucking and stroking the shafts in her face alternately, slurping down the leaking juices when she could. Suddenly Ted, who had been watching and stroking his cock silently, chimed in.

“Hey, I bet this bitch’d love to get ass-fucked at the same time. Let’s go!” The others agreed, over the minor protests of Debby, who normally didn’t like her rectum invaded by anything larger than a tongue or finger. But she was too far gone to put up any real protest.

Ed straightened up, popping his glistening cock from her snatch momentarily. Ted lay on his back, holding up his rock solid shaft. The guys picked up Debby under her arms and bodily moved her over the grinning bass player.

“NO,NO, I’m dry, get it wet, get it wet!” she mouthed almost incoherently, but the guys were in no position to stop and get her ass channel lubed up. They positioned her over Ted, who grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them apart. He could see the tiny dimple of her anus and slowly they moved the woman over the target until his cock was resting just below her asshole.

“READY, SET GO!” they yelled almost in unison, and virtually dropped the girl’s body. Debby shrieked in pain as the shaft invaded her dry hole. “OH FUCK!” she yelled as the guys began screwing her every which way but loose. Ted leaned her back over him and Ed moved down to slide his hard cock up into her pussy. Now she had both shafts wholly in her body, and she quickly orgasmed from the full feeling. Larry moved up and straddled her chest, his cock pointing straight at her mouth.

“You know what I want, girlie, suck this cock!” he grunted and pulled Debby’s head towards his stomach. She opened her mouth involuntarily and felt his shaft slide over her lips and bulge into her mouth. She was fucking and sucking with three guys! She’d never believed she’d ever do this, and here she was, getting cock thrown at her from every angle.

The cock in her ass was finally lubricating that dry channel enough so that the pain went away, to be replaced by a slight discomfort and a very nice feeling. The cock in her pussy savaged her womb, sliding back and forth. Ed reached down and began sliding his fingers over her clit, setting the rockets in Debby’s head off once again. She quaked through a couple of orgasms as the guys continued to pound their cocks into her. They were slightly rough, but Debby enjoyed it nonetheless.

Bob moved up and grabbed one of her arms, placing her hand around his cock. “Jerk on it, honey, just jerk on it for me.” he commanded. Debby began sliding her fist up and down his shaft, occasionally pausing to angle her head over to it and spit out Larry’s cock and suck mightily on Bob’s. The quartet went on for several minutes, the guys grunting with the exertion and Debby squealing through the meat in her mouth in ecstasy.

Finally Ed spoke up. “Ok, bitch, it’s time for your bath now. Hope you can swim, cus we’re gonna drown you in cum. Let’s go guys, let’s give it to her. ”

So saying, he uncunted his cock. Larry pushed her up off his ass, the POP of his cock echoing around the room as her bruised asshole was finally shed of its fleshy invader. Bob and Larry stepped away, and the four men lowered her to the floor. Debby pulled the cushion up behind her head and looked at them expectantly. All four were standing over her, stroking their cocks with frenzied speed. She could see they were close to coming.

“W-What’re you gonna do?” she asked somewhat timidly, worn out from the dozens of climaxes she’d enjoyed.

Without saying a word, the four men gathered around her head. The four pricks were all within a foot or so of her face.

“Whaddaya think?” rasped Bob, “we’re gonna shoot all over your FACE, slut, and you’re gonna enjoy it too!”

“OHGOD YES! YES!” was all she could reply.

Suddenly the men started cumming. Larry groaned and arched his back and pointed his cock directly at Debby. A stream of cum shot out and landed across her cheek and nose. The next jet hit her square in the left eye, blinding her momentarily. Debby squealed and opened her mouth. Larry shot again, and a white line of cum flew out and disappeared into her dark oral cavern.

Then Bob started cumming, and he directed his spasming cock, spraying Debby’s face with his hot load. Larry dribbled the last of his cum onto the top of her head, then rubbed his cock in her hair.

Meanwhile, Bob was still shooting, watching ropes of cum land in strings across the pretty girl’s face. Her right cheek and jawbone had several strings of cum dripping down. One line neatly bisected her nose and up between her eyes. Then Ed started. It seemed as if the guys timed it so just as one finished, another started. More cum flew out towards the target face, and Debby opened her mouth again to capture the milky fluid. Several strong jets streaked across her tongue and coated her teeth.

Finally Ted grunted and groaned, and his cock erupted, bathing her face with his sprays of jizz. Ropes of semen flew out, criss-crossing her waiting cheeks and lips, painting her forehead and nose. Her eyelids now had several drops of cum on them, and the eyeshadow began to run and turn a milky blue.

Debby laughed and giggled and groaned as the guys pumped out their cum on her.

Dave and I waited a reasonable amount of time for them to have some fun before we went back. When we entered the cabin, Cathy’s clothes were strewn all over the living room and the bearskin rug was out of place. They seemed to have had some fun before going to bed. On Tuesday the four of us went cross-country skiing in the morning and downhill in the afternoon. That evening Cathy again got rather drunk, but Dave and I decided to go home first. Dave insisted on stripping and sucking and fucking in the living room. I think he wanted to get caught. We finished up and were in the bedroom when Jim and Cathy came in. Actually it was Jim carrying Cathy in. Dave went out to help Jim get Cathy into the bedroom. They carried her into the bedroom, and Dave left Jim to play with her.

Wednesday morning we planned to have a big breakfast at the cabin before doing more cross-country skiing. Cathy and I made pancakes and eggs and toast for the boys. When the boys got up and into the kitchen they did not say a word to us. They ate their breakfast in silence, just grinning at each other once in a while. When all of us had finished Cathy and I got up to clean things up. Dave grabbed me and pulled me in front of him. Jim had grabbed Cathy and moved her so we were cheek to cheek. Dave opened my bathrobe and began kissing my tits. His hands were roaming all over my body. Finally he slipped his thumbs into the waistband of my panties and began to pull them down. Since Cathy and I had shared the bathroom that morning I knew that she had on the same amount of clothing that I did; just panties and a bathrobe.

Dave pulled my panties all the way down and made me step out of them. He tossed them onto the table and they were quickly joined by Cathy’s panties. Dave stood up and took my robe by the collar and began to pull it off me. When he had uncovered my ass, he pushed me back far enough to touch Cathy. Both of us were stripped bare, standing ass to ass, and ready for whatever these boys had in mind. The boys quickly cleared the table, and motioned for us to climb on top of the table at opposite ends. They laid us back and lifted our legs up. I realized that Dave must have gotten the idea for this from my sorority initiation story. This head-to-cunt position was used when the sisters had us eaten by the boys. Now my boyfriend was repeating the scene. Dave had me hold my legs open while he poured maple syrup into my cunt. I saw Jim drizzling thick honey onto Cathy’s protruding cunt lips. The boys began to eat us, to lick us, to make us ooze our cum onto their tongues. Dave is a very good cuntlicker and he was better than usual this time. I arched my back and pushed my open cunt at his face as I came and came. They let us relax a bit after making us cum so nicely. The boys still did not say a word. They pulled us up and off the table and led us by the arm to the bathroom.

Cathy gasped when she saw what the boys had prepared before coming to breakfast. Hanging on the shower curtain rod were two enema bags, hoses dangling down to the long white nozzles. She told me that she had never had an enema, but had heard about them. I giggled and told her to relax and enjoy being filled to the brim. The boys motioned for us to climb into the tub. They positioned us so that we were kneeling in the tub, bent over the side, resting on our arms outside the tub. Cathy’s larger, fleshier tits were dangling down. Jim spent some time fondling them as he positioned her. Dave and Jim prepared a hot soapy solution and filled the enema bags. As they lubricated our assholes, I was getting very horny. I had received enemas from boyfriends (and girlfriends) before but I hadn’t been side-by-side with another girl getting cleaned out since the last night of my sorority initiation.

Dave tenderly slipped that nozzle into my willing asshole. Cathy was squirming as Jim tried to lubricate her hole. I put my hand on top of hers and told her to calm down, to relax her ass muscles the way she would for an assfuck. She told me that Monday and Tuesday night had been the only time she had ever taken a cock up her ass. That was what all the drinks were for; to get her lubricated at both ends. I again told her to calm down and relax. I told her the same things Karen had told me when she gave me my first enema. Cathy calmed down and Jim slowly worked the nozzle into her tail. Both boys reached one hand under us so that our cunts were being played with when they released the clip on the hose. The rush of hot soapy water and the rubbing Dave was doing to my cunt pushed me very close to the edge of orgasm. It was too much for Cathy. With Jim’s finger in her cunt and the hot water in her tail she came almost instantly.

I wanted Dave to make me cum to match Cathy’s orgasm, but he would only rub my clit slowly to keep me on the edge of creaming. By the time Cathy recovered enough from her orgasm to look at me, we were both drenched in sweat. The hot enema was heating us up from the inside out and by the smile on Cathy’s face I knew she enjoyed the sensation. As the boys reached back to remove the nozzles I cautioned Cathy about the urge to push all the water out. She agreed to try to hold it in until the boys let us let it out. The boys pulled the nozzles out and immediately pushed plugs into our filled tails. The butt plugs went in easier than the nozzles did, and they made sure that Cathy and I stayed filled.

The boys stood us up and dried us off and led us into the living room. They left us standing there, naked, asses filled, and ever so hot, while they went and got our ski clothes. They had us get dressed in just socks, skipants and jacket. They dressed the same way. I knew they wanted to expand their outdoor blowjobs to something more involved. When we were all dressed, we went out, put on our skis and headed thru the woods toward a ski hut we had gone to the day before. About half way there, the boys stopped. They moved Cathy and me into a position facing each other. They unzipped our jackets and unhooked the suspenders that held out pants up. They moved us closer to each other and bent us over. They had us hold each other and rest our heads on the other’s shoulder. They pulled at our pants until they where down to our ankles. The cold air against my bare ass and cunt and tits contrasted with the internal heat still supplied by the enema in my ass. I was ready to cum. I wanted to cum as soon as Dave stuck his cock in me so that I could cum several times. Dave stood behind me and I could feel his cock rubbing across my eager slit. Dave reached under my jacket to clasp his hands over my tiny titties and he rammed his cock home. I started cumming. I kept cumming. This was the most intense orgasm I had ever had. And from the squeezes and moans from Cathy, I knew I wasn’t the only one that was getting a great fuck.

Dave cupped my titties and pounded away at my eager juicy cunt. It didn’t take long before I was cumming and cumming and cumming. Dave just kept pounding, plunging his cock deep into me. My orgasm subsided and I could hear Cathy begging for more. She wanted to get fucked, to cum, to have him shoot his load deep into her. She started to cum again. She was moaning and groaning and twisting her body and grinding her cunt against Jim’s cock. Her commotion enhanced my own orgasm. This time it was longer, broader, more completely exhausting. At the tail end of it, Dave jammed his cock deep into me and shot me full of his cum. Jim responded in kind and jammed into Cathy to unload his sperm into her. They held us tight, cocks deep in our cream filled cunts, until they were drained and we had stopped quivering. It felt so good to have both holes filled. My ass was still warm with the enema and now my cunt was oozing cum (mine and Dave’s). The boys lifted us up and pushed us together. Their cocks were beginning to slip out but they pushed us tit to tit. Dave reached over my shoulder and kissed Cathy.

Jeff reached over Cathy and kissed me hard pushing our titties tighter. They broke off their kisses, motioned us to get dressed and still without a word continued our skiing. When we got to the hut, they motioned for us to strip down outside on the steps. They held the door open so we could step inside as soon as we were naked, but they wanted us bare before we entered. Inside they showed us to the toilet and let me unplug Cathy. She eliminated the now body temperature water from her ass and let me dry her off. Then she offered to unplug my tail. She slipped her hand to my cunt before pulling my plug out. She told me she had never done it with another girl while she was sober. I told her that she was sexy enough to eat anytime, anywhere. We giggled and she pulled my plug free. I let all the water out of my ass and let Cathy give me a nice loving toweling. I gently squeezed her tits before we were pulled to the main room. The boys had made a fire and laid out some lunch for us to eat. When we were finished, Dave stepped in front of Cathy, opened his pants and put his cock into her mouth. Jim finished his drink of wine and motioned for me to come to him. I moved in front of him and he pulled me to my knees and opened his pants. I eagerly pulled out his semi-hard cock and sucked him to full erection. Neither Cathy nor I had a cock long enough to make him cum. They pulled back, closed their pants and went to the sink. They pulled the enema gear out of one of the knapsacks and began to prepare another hot enema. They placed Cathy and me on our knees in front of the fire. I held her hand as they pushed our tits to the rug, pulled our legs open and lifted our asses high. They filled our tails with even more hot soapy water than the first time and quickly plugged us up for the trip home.

We retraced our way back toward our cabin and stopped at the same place the boys had fucked us on the way out. This time when they put us face to face with our jackets open, our pants pulled down and our hot enema filled asses bare for the world to see, Dave took my head and pushed me to Cathy’s left tit. I gave her very erect nipple a tender kiss before opening my mouth to suck that nipple in. Dave knew I would give her a good tit sucking, but Cathy’s moans came faster than he had thought. He apparently didn’t want her too worked up, because he pulled my head back and then to her right tittie. I repeated my kiss and suck until she began to moan again and Dave pulled me back. They bent us over again, but this time Dave got behind Cathy and Jim got behind me. This was going to be the first of their cunt swapping. I told Cathy that Dave could fuck really good and she told me that Jim was no slouch at creaming a girl’s cunt.

The boys plunged into us. Neither one of them let us down. They gave us a great second fuck. Both Cathy and I came twice before those cocks exploded into us. Jim seemed to shoot half a dozen times jammed deep into my cunt and I know that Dave dumped a full load into Cathy. Dave always seems to cum a lot. His second and third loads take longer but they are just as big as his first. When they were finished, they again pulled us up and pushed us tittie to tittie and exchanged kisses (Dave kissing me from behind Cathy and Jim kissing Cathy with his cock still in me). Then the boys pulled out and we got dressed. Before we moved on, Dave unzipped my jacket and Jim put Cathy’s face down to my tiny nips. She gave them a little kiss and a lick from her warm tongue. Then we went back to the cabin. At the cabin, the boys again motioned for us to strip outside before going in, but this time, we had to kiss both cocks and get slapped on the ass before we could get inside. Cathy and I retreated to the bathroom to unplug our hot (now very loose) asses. The boys left us to empty out and wash up by ourselves. After dumping all that hot soapy water, Cathy and I took a shower and we very gently washed each other all over. I washed her first. I started at her shoulders and went down her back to her lovely rounded ass. I had her bend over so I could clean out her crack and I gently played with her gaping asshole. I rubbed my finger around her very open hole and then poked my soapy finger into her. She was so loose I could plunge my whole finger into her without any resistance. When she washed me, she made sure that she could do the same to my asshole. When we finished washing and drying off, we went out into the living room (still stark naked, we knew the boys would want us that way). We found the boys equally naked with glasses of wine ready for us. They gave us the glasses and Dave proposed a toast ‘To the two best cunts in the entire Rocky Mountains’. Cathy and I giggled, drank and then hugged and kissed these two lovely fuckers. We sat down and snuggled our naked bodies together in front of the fire while finishing our wine. Cathy was careful not to drink too much.

After a while, Dave told Jim that Cathy and I had probably played with each other in the bathroom, but they should make sure we know just how good our cunts are. They pulled us down to the bearskin rug and put us on our sides facing the other’s cunt. Dave pulled my leg up and gently guided my head between Cathy’s open thighs. I was the first to make contact as I drew my tongue across her slick outer lips. Cathy was hesitant but followed my lead and gave my slit a long lick. Now that I knew she was going to copy my actions, I began to give her a good thorough licking. We had been positioned with my lower arm over her bottom leg and with Jim holding up her other leg so I could put my right hand into her cunt to open her up. I used two fingers to spread her soft cuntlips after I had properly covered them with licks. I gently poked my tongue between her lips and into her hot sexy cunt hole. The little wiggle I gave her with the tip of my tongue sent shivers up her spine and she had to reposition her mouth and tongue before she could continue. My gentle licking and tongue probing was making her juice up a great deal. She was oozing a very sweet cream out of her lips. I wanted to make sure she knew I was eating her because she tasted good not just because my boyfriend put my face in her cunt. I poked my tongue as deep into her creamy hole as I could and wiggled it trying to get as much of her sweet cum as I could. I pulled back and licked her entire slit very fast before plunging in for a repeat. She lost her concentration almost immediately and was just laying there taking her licking after I had done a few cycles of tongue fuck and lip licking. When I put my lips to her erect clit and sucked, she went over the edge and started cumming. It was like I had broken a dam inside her cunt. She was flowing with sweet cum. I lapped at it like a thirsty bitch never getting enough. I was licking all over her crotch spreading more cum than I was able to lick up. Some of her cum oozed thru her slit to her asshole. I could see Jim fondling Cathy’s asscheeks and now he was going to finger her tail. He rubbed his finger thru her cum before poking into her hole. In one thrust, he plunged his finger hilt deep into her ass and drove her to her second orgasm. After she recovered from that one Jim whispered in her ear and she began to work on my cunt more aggressively. She wasn’t the best cuntlicker, but she was going to be very good with practice (I am already setting up a lesson schedule). When she paid attention to my clit, my orgasm built up, and when she sucked on my clit, I popped and came and oozed my cream onto her face. She also lapped at my cum like a hot wild animal. When she had licked me clean, we laid our heads back and the boys licked our faces clean. Then Dave told Jim ‘Now let’s find out how good their asses are.’ They pushed us back into each other’s cunt and our tongues went to work again as the boys inserted their cocks into our clean waiting assholes. We offered no resistance on the way in — only on the way out.

I don’t really object because it hardly makes sense to have the surgery if your not going to show them off. She has been very discreet, however, because it would mean big trouble at work if she were caught. She has, to my knowledge, always showed her tits to her co-workers when she was out of town on business trips. I always wondered how she could get away with showing her tits to these guys and not end up getting fucked, especially when they were all away from home, but she assured me that it never went beyond “show and tell.”

Before we got married we both led active sex lives, but Beth definitely had many more partners than I did. She even admitted to a few threesomes and one foursome while in college. It all started when she was a sophomore and made the mistake of agreeing to go home with a couple of guys after a party. She wanted to fuck one of the guys and did not realize he wanted to share her with his friend. After the word got out that she would do more than one guy, she had plenty of offers and opportunities. However, after she did three guys from the basketball team one night she was afraid things would get out of hand and refused to participate in any other gang bangs. Several guys tempted her with their big schlongs but she managed to avoid being the party girl until she graduated and moved on to the big city.

After five years of marriage I was looking for something to add a little excitement to our love life. Don’t get me wrong, Beth was great in bed and we had a lot of variety including fucking in some pretty public places on occasions. I began to fantasize about watching Beth take on some other guys while I watched. I shared my fantasy with Beth and she was interested but she was not ready to commit. She was afraid that if she really fucked somebody else, it would adversely affect our relationship and neither one of us wanted that to happen. I did some soul searching and I was confident that our relationship was strong enough to withstand whatever challenges might arise from a little extra-curricular sex.

We had a lot of invitations to Millennium New Year’s bashes. Neither of us wanted to go to our firm’s parties because we knew everybody there and we had to act our parts and stay in our places if we attended those parties. We chose instead to attend a party hosted by a client of my firm with which I had no connection. One of the guys that started with the firm the same year I did and with whom I had become good friends had the connection and invited Beth and I to go with he and his wife. The party was in another city and we would not know anyone.

It sounded like the perfect opportunity to let our hair down and relax. Beth had not mentioned fucking other guys for six months or more and I had pretty well dropped the subject. I probably still had some unresolved doubts in my mind and our marriage was going great. We were both extremely busy with our careers in the last half of 1999 and did not seem to have enough time for working on our fantasies. As the Millennium party approached group sex became a more and more prevalent topic in our foreplay conversations. Beth wanted me to fuck her in more than one position and fantasized out loud about having more than one guy bring her to orgasm.

We met Jim and his wife at our hotel before the party. Beth was hot. She wore a short black dress with tiny, white, lacy panties that gradually disappeared in the crack of her ass as she moved. Her tits definitely filled out the top of the dress and from the obvious outline of her nipples it was evident that she wore no bra. Watching her dress made me hornier than hell, but she talked me out of taking her on the hotel bed before we met Jim and his wife. She did not want to smell like she had been “just fucked” she said. When Jim saw Beth, his eyes made it clear that he was impressed. His wife was thin and mousey looking and her expression made it clear that she did not approve of Beth’s exhibitionist fashion choice.

We went to a bar downtown near the hotel where the party was to take place. I caught Jim looking up Beth’s dress as he helped her from the car when we parked. She carelessly let her legs part and gave him a bird’s eye view of her sheer white panties. I know she did it on purpose. Beth paid a lot of attention to Jim. I am not sure if she wanted to flirt with Jim or just piss his wife off more than she already was. But as Jim’s wife had a couple of drinks she loosened up and started having fun. By the time we left for the party everybody was in a good mood and ready to party.

When we got to the hotel where the party was to be held, we were directed to the penthouse suite. Jim said the president of the company bought it when it was foreclosed on by a bank and that he had helped with the paperwork. He said that they guy got a good deal on it. It was impressive. A big open stairway led to the second floor which had an open balcony. The view of the city from the large windows was spectacular. We were all handed masks and a drink as we entered. Beth and I soon lost track of Jim and his wife who were talking to the company big wigs and their wives. Beth and I made our way to the second floor.

I went for another drink and when I returned Beth was talking to a group of three guys, all of whom appeared to be in their mid-twenties and athletic. Beth introduced me as Doug, which was not my name and told the three that she had just met me downstairs. I was taken aback, but decided to play along. She seemed to be enjoying the anonymity. We were standing close to the railing of the balcony and when I looked down, I noticed a couple of guys were enjoying the view up Beth’s dress. I smiled and wondered how far her panties had crept up between her ass cheeks in the last hour or so since we left our hotel room. I decided to go downstairs and check it out for myself and excused myself. Beth was completely engrossed in a conversation with five guys now and I am not even sure that she heard me excuse myself.

It took me a half hour to get into position because I got caught by Jim’s wife who bent my ear about what a great place this was and what a great business opportunity this was for Jim. I was pleasant and agreed with everything she said and finally extricated myself from the one-sided conversation. By the time I did get in position, I could see some of the guys that Beth had been talking to but Beth was nowhere to be seen. I headed back upstairs. Beth was seated on a bar stool at the bar talking to an older man. Seated, as she was on the bar stool, made the outline of her lacy panties very obvious. They looked very small on her nice round ass. As I was admiring the view of my wife’s ass, I overheard a guy behind me commenting about the hot babe at the bar. He claimed he was a student of body language and he was sure my wife was ready to fuck. I was no student of body language, but it dawned on me that the guy was probably right. I decided to check it out.

As I bellied up to the bar Beth swung around to talk to me. I wondered if the guys who were studying my wife got a view of her panties when she swung around. Beth whispered in my ear that several guys had propositioned her so far and she was getting very horny. She asked me if I wanted her to let them fuck her. I gulped and frankly did not know what to say. She grabbed me by the hand and led me down a hallway. She opened a door into a bedroom. The room had a great view of the city, a huge bed and it was empty. She told me to hide in the closet and wait. She reminded me that it was my fantasy and she was ready to fulfill it if I still wanted her to do it. I was weak in the knees but I closed the door to the closet. I assume she took that as a “yes.”

It was not long before I heard the door open. Beth entered with three guys. They were kissing her and trying to fondle her. She protested and told them they had to behave. She said she just wanted to check out the view. I saw one of the guys lock the door. Beth moved to the window. One of the guys moved in close behind her and began kissing her on the back of the neck. I heard a low moan as he moved his hands to her breasts and began to massage them. When he tried to get his hands under her dress she pushed them away. He was insistent however and gradually she let him explore the area beneath her dress. She was breathing hard now. She begged him not to remove her panties. When it was obvious that he was going to do it anyway, she told him that if he made his friends leave she would give him a blow job. He told her that if she would blow all of them they would not fuck her. She agreed and the other two cheered.

The guy that had been trying to get into her panties started to lift her dress over her head. Beth protested and said she thought they had agreed not to fuck her. The guy said that he didn’t want to shoot his load on her nice black dress and reminded her that is how Clinton got caught. They all laughed and her dress was off. There she was standing naked but for a pair of sheer white panties that left nothing to the imagination. Her tits looked enormous and everyone complimented her on her tits.

The guy who removed her dress unzipped his pants and pushed Beth to her knees. She gasped when he pulled out his cock. I heard her say “My God, it’s huge!” The other guys laughed as I saw her mouth open to receive this monster. She began to lick it from one end to the other. The guy was patient and let her adjust to its size. Beth is a pro at cock sucking and she was soon swallowing this guy’s rod. The other guys were admiring Beth’s tits and ass. The big guy laid back on the bed and Beth followed.

Her ass was now on display up in the air and the other two could not resist. They soon were pulling her panties over her ass and down her thighs. She stopped and reminded them of their deal. She told them she was married and did not want to have to explain a cunt full of cum on New Year’s morning. One of the guys told her that her husband should have thought of that before letting her come to a party dressed like she was. The guy had quite a way with words and explained to her that every guy at the party had been trying to figure out how to get in her panties. He told her she was the best looking woman at the party and he was lucky enough to be in her presence. He was too horny to let a pair of panties stop him from fucking her.

The explanation worked and off came the panties. Beth returned to sucking the big guy’s cock as the two others discussed who was going to fuck her first. The talker was first and wasted no time with preliminaries. He was soon banging away. He must have been too horny because he lost his load before he really got started. The other guy laughed and took over. The talker pulled his pants up and straightened himself in the mirror. He soon left the room.

Pretty soon the two men switched ends and the guy with the big cock began to pummel Beth from behind. She was grunting with every thrust. Suddenly I heard more voices. The talker was back with more friends. The lights came up and several guys were now standing around waiting their turn. Beth was oblivious to what was going on around her because she was busy being fucked at both ends. The big guy turned to one of the guys and asked him if he wanted to take over. He eagerly took the big guy’s place. The big guy then resumed fucking Beth’s mouth.

When he came, Beth started swallowing but she could not keep up with volume of cum that was being pumped into her mouth. It spilled out and down her chin. As soon as he pulled out, another guy took his place. The guy that was fucking her from behind came all over her ass. Beth was into it now. She screamed in orgasm as a big black guy entered her. She had three more orgasms before he unloaded into her. I lost track of how many guys fucked Beth that night, but when the clock struck midnight I am sure she had been fucked by at least ten guys. Just before midnight, I heard one of the guys say that they needed to find their wives and girlfriends to welcome in the New Year or they all would be in big trouble.

Beth was oozing cum from every hole. A few guys had even done her in the ass. Somebody had made off with her panties and for a few minutes, I was not sure if we were going to find her dress. I wondered how we would explain that to Jim and his wife. As the clock struck twelve, Beth and I enjoyed a simultaneous orgasm. I helped Beth into the bathroom and she cleaned herself up. When we rejoined Jim and his wife, I could tell from the look on his wife’s face that she knew Beth had been recently fucked.

I assumed she thought Beth and I had been fucking, but on the way back to the hotel she asked us if we had heard about the girl who pulled a train upstairs in one of the bedrooms. She said that it was the talk of the party and that someone was running around bragging and showing everybody a pair of sheer white panties to prove it. I think Jim and his wife had their suspicions, but I am sure they were too naive to believe that Beth had actually done something like that.

Let me tell you about Annette. She is a Pisces through and through. If it involves the water, it’s fine with her. It’s fine with any man who gets to see her in her bikini also. At 5’2″, 105 pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes on a beautifully sculpted body (four workouts a week will do that) she turns heads when completely dressed, let alone in a bikini. So when I mentioned to my water rat that the Boat Stop was in this weekends plans, she jumped at the chance.

The Boat Stop is a funky little bar that sits on a river, which empties into the north end of the lake. It is totally isolated and can be reached only by boat. On a pretty summer weekend, upwards of one hundred boats of all sizes and makes can be found tied to the pier or anchored in the river. Some are worth a few hundred dollars, some a few hundred thousand, all tied to one another with their crews in the bar.

What’s the attraction that makes the trip worth the effort? Most of the passengers on these boats are attractive ladies with few clothes and fewer inhibitions. The heat makes you drink and the drink makes you party, and that is as fine a combination as I kn

ow.

The plan was this. Golf on the North Shore with my friends Paul and Mark. We would tow the boat to the course, play a round of golf, drive to a nearby marina and Annette and some of her girl friends would meet us for the one-hour boat ride to the bar. We would pull a tube behind the boat for some water sports, drink lots of Budweiser and probably be somewhat ripped before even getting to “The Stop”. The boys were more than a little disappointed when Annette showed up solo.

All of her friends had previous commitments, so it would just be 3 and 1. Their hopes of some “fresh meat” to liven up the day would be limited to burgers at the bar, it appeared. We dropped the boat in the river at 2:00 and our adventure was on. About 30 seconds after the boat got wet, the first round of beer hit our lips and the day had officially begun. We all have known each other for a long time, so the atmosphere was very light and easy-going.

The guys see Annette as a buddy more than a potential conquest, so there was none of the sexual politics that can put a damper on an otherwise fun day. Several beers and a ride in the tube for each of us had us cooled off, wet, laughing and ready to party.

Soon we rounded the final bend in the river before reaching the bar. When it came into view, I could hardly believe my eyes. There were so many boats anchored in the river that they stretched nearly from bank to bank. The bar was full of people, the dock was full of people, the anchored boats were full of people, all drinking, most scantily clothed, some beautiful and scantily clothed.

All that Mark could say of his first look at the crowd was, “Sodom And Gomorra, we found it!”

Several hours of Rum, Gin, Burgers and Jimmy Buffett went by quickly. I may be greedy, but I can’t get enough of watching gorgeous girls in thong bikinis try to win a free drink in a limbo contest. I wonder what the rest of the world was doing? I know they weren’t having as much fun as we were.

All too soon however, the time to leave was upon us. Annette let it be known in no uncertain terms that she wanted another ride in the tube on the way back, so the time to leave was now. She was pretty drunk when we got in the boat, and when she is drunk she gets to be quite a flirt. Pulling away from the bar, she was sitting on Paul’s lap and running her hand through his hair. I know he was wishing she wasn’t my wife.

He doesn’t know my wife like I do. I’ve seen her in these flirty (maybe horny is more accurate) moods before, when she has had one too many, so I wasn’t the least surprised when she whispered in my ear to ask if it would be all right if she took off her top. When I asked her why, she said to even out her tan.

I gladly agreed, even though I knew that her tan was the last thing on her mind. She did it in a way only pretty women seem to be able to do these types of things. Instead of just popping it off and showing the guys all they wanted, and had been secretly hoping to see, she slipped off the top, gave a quick peek to all, put on the life vest and prepared to jump in the water for a ride in the tube.

Her breasts squeezing out the sides of the vest were the last thing we saw as she dove over the side, and gave all of us something to look forward to when she finally would get back in the boat. That sight was all anybody on board, in our already overheated state, needed to see. Good friends or not, my wife or not, after the views and the booze we had enjoyed at the bar that day, everybody wanted a piece of Annette.

After 10 or 15 minutes of fast tubing in a rough lake, Annette gave the signal that she’d had enough. We stopped the boat, hoisted her aboard, and all wondered what would happen next.

The vest came off right away and I could see from the looks in those four eyes feasting on her breasts for the first time that they were in no way disappointed. Her breasts are not large (34c) but they are perfect little mounds tipped by as pretty and pink nipples as you will ever see.

I knew that the tension was rising fast, and it was really my call to make whether or not things would progress past this point. I got a towel, dried Annette off and suggested that she lay on her stomach on one of the cushions so that I could oil her back for the trip home. Cocoa oil was soon wandering down her spine as I rubbed the lotion onto her back.

As I was doing so, I leaned over and questioned into her ear if she wanted this to go on any further. An ever-so-slight smile joined the slight nod of her head, and I knew that we were in for a detour on our ride home. Next, I slid the bottoms of her bikini off of her ass and began to rub the oil into her most intimate places. I spread her cheeks, dripped oil into the crevice and rubbed with the side of my hand. I could feel the effect this was having on Paul and Mark, as two guys who never are at a loss for words had been silent this entire time.

When I was finished, I gave her a kiss on the back of her neck and asked if she were ready. The same subtle nod of her head let me know that the games were about to begin. I turned to the guys and asked if one of them would mind oiling her front for her. Four happy eyes and open mouths were as enthusiastic a yes as I had ever seen, with Paul getting to the oil just ahead of Mark. Annette had always had a little crush on Paul, so I had made sure that he would go first.

Paul walked to the front of the boat where Annette was still laying on her stomach. He put his hand on her shoulder and gently pulled her over onto her back. I could see him taking in the sight presented to him. Her eyes were closed and both hands were propped behind her head. Her breasts were pushed forward by this pose. The girl does know how to display her charms.

The most erotic part of the pose however, was what you could not see. Her bikini bottom had rolled down just enough as to reveal far more than normal, but not enough to of what everyone wanted to see. Soon oil was flowing on Annette once more. This time its target was between her breasts, where a small pool formed before flowing towards the bottom of her right breast. Its flow was quickly stopped by Paul’s hand dipping into the oil and spreading it over her body. Her neck, her stomach and especially her breasts received loving attention as no spot was left uncovered. Paul realized that since her nipples seldom saw the sun, they would require extra protection.

As a result he oiled each of them many times and even tasted them to be sure that they had enough oil on them. When Paul finished oiling Annette’s stomach, she sensed that he was still uncertain just how far he would be allowed to go.

She reached up her arms, wrapped them around his neck and drew him towards her for a long, sensuous kiss. As they broke away, Annette looked in his eyes and wordlessly raised her behind off the cushion, signaling him to remove the last of her bikini. As the bottoms slid past her thighs, I could sense the anticipation in the air.

I am quite certain that no disappointment was felt by the when they finally saw her cunt. A tiny patch of blonde hair topping naked, pink lips greeted their eyes. I have always kept her shaved. At first she agreed to this to please me, but now she wouldn’t have it any other way. Her naked lips didn’t require any oiling. She was so worked up by now that her lips were open and her juices were plainly visible.

There was no longer any question of what would happen, just how often. As I drove the boat towards a deserted section of the lake, Paul and Mark used my wife time and time again. Paul was first. Not ten seconds after her bikini bottom passed her ankles; Paul had driven into her in one stroke and was slowly pumping in and out of her sopping cunt.

Up until now, Mark had displayed remarkable patience, but that was about to end. When Annette opened her eyes to see what was rubbing on her face during Paul’s fucking, she was greeted with a close up view of Mark’s dick. I was fascinated to see how she would react.

While making love, I would often ask her how she would handle it if she had to suck one man while being fucked by another. She always expressed doubt that she could do it, not knowing if she could concentrate on both things at once. She needn’t have worried. In a flash she took most of his prick into her mouth, while cradling his balls in one hand. She soon had a rhythm going between her head and her hips, both in perfect synch.

Soon Paul let it be known that he was cumming. With this Annette abandoned her attention of Mark (much to his dismay) and concentrated on the feelings in her cunt. As Paul pumped into, I could see and hear the unmistakable signs of her orgasm. The heavy breathing, the clenched stomach all were signs that she had no regrets about this unplanned part of our trip.

Mark gave her no time to rest or recover however. After coming, Annette likes to rest and be held gently. Now, seconds after a powerful orgasm, she found herself being turned onto her belly and taken from behind. After be brought to the brink by her mouth, Mark took little time before giving Annette her second orgasm in minutes.

After a brief rest, I took my turn. She was tired and somewhat sore, so I went slow and soft. We took turns with her for the next hour, mostly kissing and feeling her. She had never had three men before and was rather overwhelmed by it all. She wasn’t so overwhelmed however, that during the boat ride back she couldn’t make plans for our next trip.

This time however, she promises to bring some friends.

I was up in the den organizing some bills and my wife went downstairs to see if they were almost finished. We have an intercom system in our house, so a few minutes earlier, I had called down to them to see if they needed anything. Bill answered and said that everything was cool. After that response, he accidentally left the speaker in the ‘on’ position so unfortunately, I could hear them laughing and yelling after every hand. I almost got up to tell them to shut it off when I heard my wife arrive downstairs.

Liz spoke up, “Hey guys, it’s getting late. How long does it take for one of you to go broke?” They just laughed and then Uncle Tom said, “Honey, why don’t you pull up a chair and we’ll deal you in?” My wife answered, “No way. I can’t compete with you guys. You’ll clean me out. You guys are pros.” My brother said, “C’mon Liz. If you want we could change the rules a bit to make it easier for you to beat us.” My wife asked, “What kind of rule changes are we talking about?” Bill responded, “Well, if you don’t want to lose any money then we could play for something else like for example, your clothing!” My wife just laughed and said, “You’re a fucking riot, Bill. Let’s be serious.” He replied, “I am serious.” She then shot back, “Strip poker?” Bill replied, “C’mon, have a little fun with us. We’re the last ones here and it would be a great way to wrap up the night!” My wife said, “I’m not sure about this. What if your brother comes down here?” He answered, “He can play too if he wants. C’mon, you’ll have a good time. Besides, we’re all family here, aren’t we?” She finally agreed, “Ok. But only a couple hands then I have to get back to some cleaning.” Wow, my wife was going to play strip poker with my uncle and my brother. I had to see this for myself. I bolted out of the den and quietly crept down the stairs and stopped halfway and hid behind the jackets that were on the railing. Fortunately for me, the lights above the staircase were off, so they could not see me spying on their little card party. I got there just in time as the cards being dealt.

My brother Bill was a year older than me, but slightly shorter than me and in pretty good shape. My Uncle Tom was turning 50 this year and was very tall. I am guessing he was somewhere close to 6’4″ and he had a bit of a beer gut. Bill and Uncle Tom were both wearing shorts and tee shirts that night. My wife had on a strapless low-cut shirt that showed some cleavage and a very small miniskirt. My wife was a pretty good card player but I knew she was no match for these two card sharks. I feared she could be naked in four hands.

My uncle started off as the dealer and everyone gulped down a shot of vodka before looking at their cards. My brother announced, “Here are the rules. We are playing 5 card draw. If you win, you get to ask someone to remove one piece of clothing. Shoes and socks don’t count. If you run out of clothes, then you can either quit or play on with other rules.” Everyone agreed and they looked at their cards. My wife took 3 new cards and my uncle and my brother took none. Bill said, “All right, lay your cards down.” My wife looked down and yelled, “Yes, I win with 1 pair.” That looked suspicious to me as it seemed like they threw the first round to my wife for some reason. She looked right at Bill and said, “Bill, let me have that shirt!” Bill took off his shirt and tossed it to her. Bill’s chest was now exposed for everyone to see and he definitely trimmed up a bit since the last time I saw him. He traded his little beer belly for a six pack of abs. My wife seemed very pleased that she won round 1.

They seemed to pull the same stunt on the second hand as my wife won again. She asked my uncle for his shirt. After he took it off, his large beer belly rolled out. It did not look like he had hit the gym in quite sometime. My wife accepted the shirt, smiled and said, “Are you boys getting a little chilly yet?” The cards were then dealt again and this time all three players took cards. After everyone revealed their cards, my brother yelled, “Three of a kind, baby! I win this time. Ok, Liz, let me have your shirt.” My wife smiled, stood up and gave them a striptease by slowly took off her shirt. Underneath, she had on a white strapless, push-up bra that accentuated her 34C breasts. Both of the guys clapped and cheered as she twirled the shirt in the air and then threw it over to my brother. They both continued to stare at her chest as the cards were dealt again.

The next round went to my uncle and he turned to my wife and spoke in a southern drawl, “Honey, I want that teenie miniskirt of yours, please.” Liz spoke up, “This sucks. You guys are ganging up on me!” She stood up and slowly lowered her skirt. As she bent over, she intentionally gave them a great shot of her cleavage as she removed the skirt to expose her white thong panties. They again clapped as she twirled the skirt in the air and threw it at my uncle.

Liz then piped up, “I need a fucking win here. Give me some good cards!” My uncle smiled and dealt the cards and they each took a couple of new ones. When the cards were laid down, my uncle yelled, “I win again! Hmmm, who should I choose?” He pointed at my wife and said, “Darling, I’m going to have to ask you for that little bra of yours, please.” My wife hesitated and my uncle held out his hand and said, “Um, rules are rules.” She swore and stood up and unhooked her bra and whipped it at him as her tits flopped about. She shook her boobs at them and yelled, “Get a good look, boys!”. Both of the guys laughed and stared at my wife’s tits as she sat down. My brother said, “Nice rack!” My wife just said, “Let me deal. I think you boys are cheating!” She took the cards and dealt them. After everyone showed their cards, my wife yelled, “Yes! I fucking won. Bill, give me those fucking shorts!” He stood up and took them off and he must have stared at my wife’s exposed tits too long because he had a bulge in his boxers. She said, “Little excited there, Bill?” Both Liz and Uncle Tom laughed as my brother sat down seemingly embarrassed by the small tent that appeared in his lap.

The next round of cards was dealt and remarkably, my wife won again. She looked at my brother and yelled, “Time to hand me those boxers, Bill!” He pointed at Uncle Tom and said to her, “Hey, why don’t you take his shorts? I’m already down to my boxers!” She quickly yelled back at him, “I get to choose anyone I want. Those are the rules. So hand them over!” My brother seemed a bit pissed but he got up and lowered his boxers and his dick suddenly sprang to attention like a teenager. My wife had a big smile on her face as she stared at his unit, which was about 8 inches in length and probably about an inch thick. She said, “Very nice piece you got there. Too bad you’re almost out of the game!” Bill sat back down and took over dealing the cards.

Ironically, Bill ended up winning the next hand and looked over at Liz and said, “Payback is a bitch. Now give me that thong!” My wife’s smile disappeared as she reluctantly stood up and slowly lowered her thong and whipped it at him. He caught it and immediately put it to his nose and said, “Very nice scent you got here.” Both of the guys erupted in laughter as my wife flipped them the bird and sat back down.

After the cards were dealt, and my brother won again. He looked at my naked wife and said, “Well, Liz. Since you are out of clothing, I will give you two choices. You could either quit like a baby or continue playing.” My wife had a confused look on her face and replied, “How can I continue playing if I do not have any clothes?” My brother smiled and said, “This is where the new rules kick in. Do you or do you not want to play some more?” She replied, “I guess. What do I have to do?” He seemed very excited at her response and said, “I would like you to come over here and stroke my cock for 30 seconds.” She smiled and said, “Really now. That’s it. I think I can do that.” I was stunned as she stood up and spit on her hands, knelt down and started stroking his cock up and down. My brother closed his eyes and breathed slowly. My wife stopped after counting to 30 and then sat back down.

It was my uncle’s turn to deal and after the cards were laid, he said, “I believe that is a win for the old guy. I’m sorry honey, but I must choose you again.” My wife spoke up, “All right, what do I need to do now?” He replied, “I think I will raise Bill’s bid a bit. I would like you to come over here and suck on my southern dick for 30 seconds.” My wife put her hands on her hips and said, “Wait a minute! You still have boxers on….” My uncle cut her off and said, “Sorry, honey. I believe I won that last hand. Those are the rules. So how about it?” She reluctantly agreed, and my uncle pulled his boxers off and out popped his massive cock. It was easily 9 inches long and incredibly thick. My wife closed her eyes as she inserted the tip into her mouth. She proceeded very slowly, taking in only the tip and maybe an additional inch of that rod, before coming back up for air. She repeated this for 30 seconds and then stopped. My uncle seemed disappointed that the time ended so quickly but softly said, “Much obliged, ma’am.”

My brother grabbed the deck and dealt the next hand. He yelled out “Yes!” and pumped his fist when he saw that he won the hand. He pointed directly at Liz and said, “I choose you Liz.” She retorted back at him, “Wow, big surprise on that one!” He said, “I, of course must up the ante once again. I would like you to come over here and give me a full blow job till I cream.” My wife put her hands on her hips again, but this time I noticed a bit of a smirk on her face. She did not say anything as she got up and knelt down and grabbed a hold of his cock. Her tits were lying comfortably on his lap as she went to work. She started at his balls and slowly tongued her way to his tip and then proceeded to insert about four inches of it into her mouth. Bill started squirming in his chair. She continued to take in more and more of his cock on every downward motion. All of a sudden she managed to throat his entire member and held it there for a second while my brother grabbed the top of her head and said, “Awww, fuck. Awww shit!” She was going really fast now and my brother pushed down on her head to help direct his throbbing cock to the back of her throat. He yelled, “Oh fuck. You’d better stop! Please, stop!” She ignored him and only went faster making his cock disappear and reappear on every cycle. Finally he yelled, “Ahhhh! Fucckkk!” and at that point he must have let it go as she retreated about half way up his shaft to swallow the first wave of his hot load. I then noticed some cum leaking out of her mouth and down the side of his pulsating cock. After my brother stopped spewing, my wife took used her tongue to slurp up the spilled liquid. She then stood up and look at my brother’s face and stuck out her tongue which still had some semen on it. She then gulped it down and smiled before returning to her chair. My brother just lay there, collapsed in his chair with his dick now red and limp.

My wife said, “I’m starting to like this game. Deal again, Uncle Tom!” My brother said, “I’m out on this hand.” She responded, “You wimp. Ok, Uncle Tom, it’s just you and me.” As they laid their cards down, my wife raised both of her hands in the air and yelled, “Yes! That’s the way you play cards!”. I wondered what she was going to make him do to top what I have just seen. She looked at Uncle Tom and to my surprise she said, “Time for me to up the ante. I want to ride that huge cock of yours, cowboy!” He had a stunned look on his face but happily responded, “Honey, it’s all yours. You may saddle up at any time!” She walked over to him and grabbed his shoulders and climbed on top of his awaiting staff and then she slowly lowered herself onto it. Her face winced as she slid almost half of it inside before pulling completely out. She smiled at him and said, “I think you are too big for me. I don’t believe I can get you completely inside of me.” He just smiled and said, “Do your best, honey. You are giving an old man a real treat.” She kissed him and smiled as he assisted her down his shaft again. I was pretty sure he hasn’t gotten a hot piece of ass like this in quite awhile. She started pumping him faster and pushing herself down further. My brother looked over and watched jealously as his own cock had recovered and was now pointing straight up in the air again. Liz was pounding my uncle hard and then she said, “C’mon big boy, Take me. I love your cock! Jam it in there! Please! Come on, give it to me! I beg you!”. He grabbed her hips and pushed downward while pressing his shaft upward and then I noticed my wife’s face grimace in pain as her cunt was finally able to swallow up his entire cock. She yelled, “Yes, you did it! I love it! Don’t stop! Fuck me! Fill me! I want your cum! I need your cummm!” She continued to pump him hard and just then Uncle Tom grabbed her back and held her down as he released his hot juices deep inside of her cervix. She broke from his grasp and started bouncing up and down again, screaming, “Don’t stop! It’s so hot! More! I want more! Don’t stop!” She finally stopped after taking everything my uncle could give. She laid her head on his shoulders and both of them did not move for several minutes. That was amazing to watch my petite wife ride my uncle like a bucking bronco.

Liz then stood up and intentionally let a large glob of milky white cum drop onto Uncle Tom’s softened member. She walked over to my brother and said, “Do you think you can handle seconds?” He replied, “Don’t you want to play another hand first?” She yelled back at him, “Do you want to play cards or fuck me?” He quickly chose the latter as my wife climbed onto the card table and laid down on her back spread eagle. My brother jumped to his feet and then slowly guided his rock hard shaft into my wife’s cunt. He was able to easily bury his cock deep inside of her in one single thrust as the passage way was cleared by Uncle Tom’s girth and moistened by his leftover juices. He started fucking her at a rapid pace as my wife grabbed his ass to pull him in deeper. She yelled, “C’mon, give it to me! Fuck me! Come on!” Bill was pounding her hard and I was not sure if the table was going to break. After several minutes of him jackhammering my wife, he made one final thrust and released his second load of cum into my wife’s dark chamber. He just kept pumping away making sure his pipes were completely empty. He then fell on top of her and relaxed.

After a minute or two, my brother got up and started to sit down, but she stopped him by saying, “Wait a minute, buddy. You’re not done yet.” She sat up and grabbed his head and pulled it toward her crotch. She then commanded him, “I expect you to clean up your mess now.” My brother looked whipped at this point as he obediently started licking up his own juices and not too mention any remants from my uncle. My wife arched her back and added some of her own juices to the mix as she orgasmed at least once. She then let go of his head which seemed to indicate that she had enough. My brother then fell back in the chair and closed his eyes. After about five minutes of complete silence, Liz got up and grabbed her clothes and got dressed while my uncle and brother just sat there quietly. She then turned to them and said, “I guess I am the winner because I am the only one left statnding. Maybe next time, we can skip the card game and go right to the part where you both fuck me. I think those should be the new rutes of this game!”

Joy, on the other hand, went for the visual. She would behave outrageously in public to turn me on. Once at a party she pretended to be drunk and she let some guy work her into a dark corner and feel her up. She knew I was watching and so she unzipped him and took out his dick and began jacking him off. He turned her around so that his back was to the room thereby blocking what was taking place from being seen, but what he really accomplished was to put Joy where she could look over his shoulder at me. She winked and blew me kisses and then she mouthed the words, “Come over here.” I did as she asked and I saw her say something in the guy’s ear and then there was some quick shifting around as he hurried to get his hard dick back in his pants. I rushed her out into the attached garage and fucked her on the hood of the host and hostesses car.

Another time during the winter we had gone to an afternoon matinee at a theatre and when we sat down she opened her overcoat to reveal that she was stark naked. I put my hand on her pussy and we sat there like that through the entire movie. The guy on the other side of her didn’t see much of the film. He got bold enough to place a hand on her thigh, but
even though she didn’t protest he never got up the courage to go any higher. I was so hot, I fucked her in the theatre parking lot.

That night we were in a bar and I was throwing darts while Joy was shooting pool. I heard someone say, “God, would you look at that!” I turned and saw Joy standing on one foot and stretching to make a shot. Her skirt had ridden up and she wasn’t wearing any panties so her pussy and ass was on display for all to see. The guys she was playing against kept losing just to keep her on the table. One guy got real daring and moved up behind her while she was stretching to take a shot and I saw her give a little lurch and smile in my direction and I knew he had put his hand on her ass. She told me later he had slid a couple of fingers into her pussy.

But Joy’s most outrageous behavior took place at parties after she’d had a few drinks. Many times we would get in the car to go home and she would tell me what she had done and I’d end up pulling over and fucking her right there on the street. Guy’s always thought that if they could get Joy drunk they would have a chance to get into her pants; they were totally unaware that Joy could have drunk anyone of them under the table. But Joy would let them maneuver her into dark corners, empty rooms and the like, and she would make out with them, let them feel her up and every once in a while she would feel them up. Just when they thought they were going to get somewhere she would say that she had to go to the bathroom, or that she heard me calling for her and she would break away from them.

She often flirted with my friends and would tell me what she did with them while we fucked. Once she let Steve get both of her tits out of her dress and two fingers in her pussy while she jacked off his cock. Another time she actually had the head of Billy’s cock in her mouth when she said that she heard me coming looking for her. My favorite was when she was going to let Tom stick his dick in her and get a couple of strokes before pulling away. Her panties were down around her ankles and she was bent over the porch rail and Tom had the head of his cock against her opening when he heard his wife hollered for him and she came looking for him. That is, it was my favorite until three weeks ago.

For over a year now several friends and I have been having a rotating poker game every Thursday night. There are seven of us so the game only happens at my house once every two months or so. Joy, being the only female present, was always the center of attention whenever she passed through the room. She always dresses to please (or tease) on those night and as she serves as hostess she flirts up a storm. When the guys go home Joy and I race to bed and I just can’t keep my hands off of her. Three weeks ago it was my night to host the game again and when the guys started arriving they immediately noticed that Joy wasn’t there, she had gone shopping. Most of the guys showed obvious disappointment, but Bill said, “I’m kind of glad Joy isn’t here because I’ve got a video that I want you all to see.”

He went out to his car and got the tape and then put it in my VCR. It was a porn tape entitled “Girls Who Love To Suck” and it was a two-hour tape of girls sucking off guys until they came. We were sitting on the edge of our seats and saying things like, ” Oh, what a mouth” or “Jesus, look at her swallow that thing” or “That can’t be real. No women has ever sucked me off like that.” Tom (the same Tom that almost got to stick his dick in Joy) said, “I’d give a hundred bucks if I could find a women who would suck my dick half that good.”

A voice from behind us said, “Would you give two-fifty for one twice as good?”

We all turned around and saw Joy standing there; she had come in and we hadn’t heard her. Tom stood up, took out his wallet, laid two-fifty on the coffee table and dropped his pants and boxers. His erect cock dancing in front of him he said,

“You’re on sweetie.”

He sat down on the couch and waited to see what Joy would do. All the rest of us were watching Joy and we all expected her to turn and leave the room, but instead she walked over to the couch and knelt down between Tom’s legs. All eyes in the room, including Joy’s, turned to me and when I said nothing and made no move to stop things Joy said,

“You can all watch, but no touching me.”

She took one last look at me and when I smiled back at her she turned and lowered her head into Tom’s lap and sucked his dick into her mouth. Her mouth moved up and down on him while her hands played with his balls. She took her mouth off him and ran her tongue down the upper length of his cock until she hit the base and then she sucked on his balls before dragging her tongue up the underside. When she hit the cockhead she again swallowed his dick and started to deep throat him. She worked on him for another four minutes or so and then Tom grabbed the back of her head and held her on his cock as he arched himself up into her mouth. I saw the cum leaking out the corners of her mouth and running down her chin as she gulped and gulped and tried to swallow all of his juices.

A wad of money hit the coffee table on top of Tom’s money and Jason stepped forward with his cock jutting out in front of him. Joy finished licking and cleaning off Tom’s cock and then she turned to Jason and took his cock in her mouth. She reached up with both hands and grabbed him by the butt cheeks and pulled him to her and began to deep throat him. He lasted three minutes before he unloaded and again I saw cum running down Joy’s chin.

Jim said, “I’ve only got a hundred. Will you take an IOU until tomorrow?”

Joy said, “Bring it over here baby. Let me see what you taste like.”

As she sucked Jim’s cock Bill and George walked up and stood next to her with their cocks out and Joy took one in each hand and began stroking them while still sucking on Jim. George was so excited that he came almost immediately and shot cum all over Joy’s blouse. She took her mouth off Jim and captured George’s dick and swallowed what he had left and then she turned back to Jim. Harry stepped up and took the place George had just vacated and she began to stroke his dick. By now Tom and Jason were hard again and Joy told them to go over and sit on the couch and she would get to them when she had finished Jim, Harry and Bill. Jim was the first to shoot and Joy gulped down his load and watching it sent Bill over the edge and he shot his cum all over the front of Joy’s blouse. Joy held Bill’s cock until she was done with Jim and then she turned to Bill and licked him clean and then she turned to Harry and swallowed his cock. It took her four minutes to get him off and then she turned her attention to Tom and Jason. She moved over to the couch and positioned herself so she could suck both Tom and Jason and then she alternated between them until she got them off. Their places on the couch were taken by George and Jim and Joy worked on them until she had sucked them dry. By then Harry and Bill were hard again, but Joy said,

“Sorry guys, but it’s my hubby’s turn now. Tell you what. Make sure you honor those IOU’s and maybe we can
do this again sometime.”

During the next week every one of the guys called me and asked if we could have the next game at my place instead of going back to the usual rotation. I told them that I would have to check with Joy and I’d get back to them. When I told Joy about their calls she grinned and said,

“I must have been pretty good, but I don’t know that I want to do it again, at least not anytime soon.”

The next morning, just as I was getting ready to leave for work, Joy said,

“I’ve changed my mind. I thought about it all last night and the idea got me extremely horny. Let’s do it again.”

She was right about the horny part and as a result I was two hours late for work that morning.

That Thursday Joy went out of her way to tease the guys. She greeted them at the door in high heels and black lace bra and panties and before the first hour was over she was down to walking around in just her heels. The guys kept trying to feel her up as she brought us beer and chips, but she was able to dodge most of them. I made a ton of money that night (or as much as could be made playing nickel, dime, quarter and three raises) because I was the only one paying any
attention to the cards.

The guys kept wanting to throw in the cards and go after Joy, but she told them,

“You guys came over here to play cards. Any thing else that I might let happen is a bonus. I have no intention of seeing your card night turn into just a blow job night. You usually quit playing at eleven and nothing is going to happen before then,” and then, just to throw them off balance, she threw in, “If anything happens at all.”

Following the last hand Joy looked at all the expectant faces around the table and then said,

“Oh well, I guess I’ll do it. Cut the cards to see who goes first.”

The deck was shuffled and spread out on the table and every one picked a card. Harry drew the high card and Joy led him over to the couch, sat him down and knelt between his legs. She turned to look at the group and said,

“Same rules as last time. Nobody touches me and nobody touches himself. I have to be the one to get you off.”

She made quick work of Harry, George and Tom and she was working on Jim who, for some reason, was having a hard time coming.

“Tell you what” he said, “Why don’t you let us watch you fuck Frank (me her hubby). Maybe that will inspire me to cum.”

All the guys started yelling, “Yeah, do it” and “fuck him Joy.”

She looked at me and I shrugged although I do admit to having butterflies in my stomach – it would be the first time I’d ever fucked with an audience. Joy got up from where she had been kneeling in front of Jim and she lay back on the dinning room table. The table height was perfect for my cock to go straight into Joy’s pussy and as I moved forward and slid into her steaming hot pussy the guys went wild and began hollering encouragement. Her legs wrapped around my waist and the guys closed around us for a better look. I began fucking Joy with steady strokes and in only minutes I was rewarded with her first orgasm. I had expected that I would last a lot longer than I did since we had made love half an hour before the guys arrived, but having watched her strut around naked all night and suck off Harry, George and Tom I was so hot that I blew my nut just a few minutes after she had her cum.

I pulled out of Joy so she could get up and go back to sucking on Jim’s cock and as I turned away from her someone bumped into me and I turned back to see Jason occupying the space I’d just vacated and his cock was already halfway into Joy. Joy’s eyes opened in surprise and she looked up and saw Jason and she looked over at me as if to ask,

“What are you going to do about this?”

Before I could step in and stop things she moaned, “Oh god” and her legs came up and locked around Jason. Jason was fucking her hard now and she was being pushed across the table. She grabbed the edge of the table with both hands and pulled herself back on to Jason’s cock. Jim, who had been standing off to the side, stepped up to the table and poked his cock at Joy’s lips. She opened her eyes and saw the cock and opened her mouth to receive it. Bill leaned forward and began sucking on one tit while kneading the other with his hands and Joy reached out with one hand and took hold of his cock. Joy was moaning and making sucking sounds and her hips were pushing up at Jason and she pulled her mouth off of Jim and cried, “Oh yes Jason, oh god yes” and Jason grunted, “I’m gonna cum baby, I’m gonna cum” and even as he was cumming into Joy, George was pulling him out of the way.

As Jason was pulled from her he shot one last spurt of cum on her belly and then George was in her and pumping away at her pussy. The change over was so quick that I’m not even sure that Joy knew that a change had been made. George’s cock was making sucking sounds as he fucked Joy as hard as he could. Joy’s hand reached out and found Tom’s cock again and just before Jim shoved his cock in her mouth again she cried out and had another orgasm. Minute’s later George came and collapsed on top of Joy and Jim pulled out of her mouth, hauled George out of the way and slid his cock into her. Bill took Jim’s place at Joy’s mouth and Tom started working on Joy’s tits. Jim was fucking Joy as hard and fast as he could and in about four minutes he moaned,

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming” and Joy took her mouth off Bill and moaned,

“Give it to me baby, give it to me, shoot it in me lover, give it to me.”

Harry, who had been standing off to the side, was the next to move between Joy’s legs, but Joy complained that the table was causing her back to hurt. Bill and Harry helped her move to the bedroom and Bill laid down on his back. Joy got on her hands and knees and lowered her head onto his cock while Harry moved up behind her and punched his rod into her pussy with one hard stroke. Joy moaned around Bill’s dick as the cock drove into her and then she was making muffled moans and squeals as Harry pounded his cock into her. Her body shook with another orgasm as Harry shot his load in her and when he pulled out of her one last spurt from his cock hit her asshole.

Tom had moved behind her to be the next man in and the glob of cum on her asshole gave him an idea. He pushed his cock at her ass and slowly started to push in and I saw Joy’s eyes go wide at the realization of what he was going to do, but as she started to take her mouth off Bill’s cock to protest Bill cried out that he was cumming and he grabbed the back of Joy’s head and pulled her mouth to the root of his cock while he exploded. Joy gulped and swallowed as fast as she could to keep from choking on Bill’s load and by the time his cock went limp Tom was steadily stroking into Joy’s asshole.

Joy began saying, “Oh god yes, fuck my ass lover, fuck my ass.”

For the next hour and a half Joy was never without a cock in two of her three holes. Suddenly Jim, who was waiting for another turn said, “Shit! Why am I standing here? She’s got three holes” and Joy experienced (and enjoyed) her first triple penetration. The first time Harry was leaning against the headboard with his cock in Joy’s mouth while she rode up and down on Jason’s cock and Jim plowed her asshole. The second time she had her ass impaled on George’s cock with her back to his head and he was holding her up as she leaned back to allow Bill to pump in and out of her pussy while Jason stood to the side and fucked her mouth.

Finally it was almost three in the morning and Joy and the guys were all fucked out. The guys all stumbled out leaving a very tired Joy lying on the bed and I walked over to her with an aching cock and moved between her legs. She looked up at me and smiled,

“It’s about time lover, I was beginning to think you’d lost interest in me.”

I bent over and kissed her cum covered lips and then slid my cock into her well-used pussy. My dick felt so hot soaking in the pints or quarts of cum in her cunt that I couldn’t help myself and I shot my cum into the collection already there. She pulled me down to her and whispered,

“You will do better tomorrow lover” and then she fell asleep.

One day she was shopping at the mall and she saw a young woman being followed be several young men. She noticed that every now and then, the girl would stop and bend over or raise a leg or stretch across something. When she did this it would expose the slit between her legs.

My wife, being just a little naive, confronted the young lady and said, “every time you bend over, your female parts are being exposed to all.” The young girl replied, “That is the whole idea.”

Jill was astonished and asked, “What do you mean, you are doing that on purpose.”

The girl responded, “It makes me hot to know other men are looking at me.”

Jill just stood there for a few minutes and thought about it. At first she thought, how can anyone be turned on by something like that? But as she was thinking about it she felt her pussy starting to get wet as it started to throb. Not something she was familiar with.

Now Jill was a very attractive woman in her mid thirties. She was tall with very long legs. Her breasts were large and shapely. Her only problem was she was so conservative about her body. Even though she kept her body hidden she still turned a lot of heads.

Jill started following this girl around the mall and watched. The more she watched the hotter she became. She found herself getting so worked up watching the young men watched the girl expose herself, that she had to leave and go home.

Luckily for me I was home when she arrived. She had hardly set her purse down when she said, “I want you to fuck me right now” and she headed to the bedroom. She did not have to ask me twice, although I did think it was a bit out of character for her. But I was not going to complain. I walked into the bedroom and she was already naked as she grabbed me by the belt and pulled me to the bed. She undid my pants and threw them to the floor. She grabbed my hard cock, with eager force, and shoved it in her mouth.

I could not believe how she was acting, but I liked it, it was so exciting I could not hold back as I exploded into her mouth. She sucked every last drop from my cock, which was a first for her, she always said it was gross and would make her vomit.

She then grabbed my head and shoved it between her legs and began fucking my face with her wet pussy. I had never seen her so wet. Within a few minutes of my tongue licking up and down her dripping wet slit, she shot her sweet juices into my waiting mouth.

We lay together for a few minutes and I asked her what had gotten into her at the mall. She sat up and asked me if I knew what an exabitionist was? I said, “Yes, why do you ask that?”

She told me what happened at the mall and how horny and wet it made her.

“Come on,” I said. I took her to the computer and pulled up a site that had erotic stories and clicked on exabitionist. I told her to go ahead and read some of these stories. I left her naked and alone at the computer. I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge and sat down in my easy chair.

A couple of hours went by and she was still intensely reading at the computer. I had to do a double take as I looked at her and saw her legs slightly spread. I could tell her shoulder muscles were moving, but I was in the wrong spot to see anything. I moved without her noticing and saw her fingers rubbing her clit. She must have been doing this for awhile as I saw cum dripping off her fingers. I silently sat back and watched my lovely wife finger herself into a hard and explosive orgasm.

Watching her had made my dick very hard as I watched her continue fingering herself. She just kept reading and rubbing her wet pussy with more and more aggression. I got so turned on watching her and wondering what she was thinking about that I started stroking my hard cock as she rubbed her clit in circles and slid her finger in her tight wet pussy.

She began rubbing vigorously and moaning, then her body convulsed and tightened as she shot her juice all over the wall in front of her. She turned her head and saw and saw me stroking my hard shaft.

In one smooth swift motion, she was straddling my cock with her dripping wet pussy. She drove my cock into her waiting hole as far as it would go. Her pussy was so wet as she pumped my cock for all it was worth. Her pussy made slurping noises as it slammed to my balls. She squeezed her cunt muscles as she fucked my cock and that took me over the top as I shot my hot cum deep into her throbbing pussy.

She stayed sitting on my cock for a while, I had to ask what all of this was about. She said, “The feeling I got at the mall turned me on so much and I have never felt so hot before.”

I asked her if she would like to do what the young woman was doing at the mall?

She asked, “What do you mean, I could never do anything like that.”

“Why not?” I said. “If it excites you so much and you do not do it, look at all the great pleasure you will be missing. What if I went with you to the mall and followed you, like the other guys? It would be like role playing, just try it once and if it doesn’t’ work for you, don’t do it again.”

Jill said, “Ok, I will try it, but you promise to stay with me?”

“Of course I will, I wouldn’t miss it, we just had our best sex ever.” I replied.

The next day we went to the mall and man did Jill look hot. She dressed very sexy in a short mini skirt and crotch less panties. A very low cut blouse, which exposed, a lot of her very large breasts. She was obviously feeling it as her large dime sized nipples were hard and quite visible.

It wasn’t long before I noticed a half dozen guys following her and she was really strutting her stuff. I faded back a little so I could see all the action. It was hot and so was she. I was also discovering that I liked to watch my hot wife turn on other guys. It was exciting to see them turned on by her and knowing she was going home with me. It was kind of comical watching these guys try to hide there hard dicks every time she would walk away between shows. A few of them even ducked into the bathroom at times.

This went on for several months every weekend. Our sex life was never better. Then one weekend I told her I was going to be late getting there, but not to worry, I would make it. I was 2 hrs late getting there but I figured she would be easy to find. I walked down one side of the mall and did not see her. I thought that maybe she went to the ladies room. There was one particular restroom she would use because she said it was the cleanest. I walked down the hallway and stood outside the ladies room for a few minutes. She did not come out so I decided to use the men’s room and then check the food court.

I walked into the men’s room, as I stood in front of the urinal, I heard a moaning sound coming from the handicap stall. I looked down and saw several pairs of feet, all with pants around there ankles. I just had to see what was going on. I pictured some guys having a circle jerk. I looked through the crack in the door and was in instant shock as to what I saw. There were four men with there pants down to there ankles and two of them had there hard cocks in there hands. One was having his cock sucked by my wife and the other was ramming his thick cock into her pussy as she was bent over the toilet. At first my body froze and I could not move a muscle. It was shocking to see Jill doing this as she was always so timid in the bedroom. At first I felt angry but when I saw the pure pleasure on her face as she was sucking and fucking excitement came over me and my dick started getting very hard.

I watched the thick cock, pumping in and out of her wet pussy, covered with her cum as her mouth sucked vigorously on the cock in front of her. Two more were waiting and stroking there hard cocks as they watched her beautiful body being fucked at both ends. My cock started to throb and got harder than it ever did before. Because I loved her so much it was exciting to see all the pleasure she was having and I new she would come home with me. These were just toys for her to play with and have some fun.

The cock in her mouth started pumping faster and faster until he shot his load of hot sticky cum deep into her throat as she swallowed every drop and then she licked her lips clean of any cum left over. As he pulled away from her mouth one of the other cocks that had been stroking quickly filled her waiting hungry mouth.

The thick cock in her pussy began to swell and she felt it’s hot cum shot into her waiting cunt. This sent Jill into a wild orgasm as she pumped her ass hard against the spewing cock. She came so hard she squeezed her pussy so tight that it pushed the cock out and it continued to dump his white hot load onto the crack of her ass.

As soon as he pulled away the fourth man shoved his cock into her throbbing wet hole all the way to his balls. This cock was almost ready to explode as soon as it entered her tight wet pussy. He slammed into her harder and harder making her scream in pure ecstasy as he filled her hot honey hole full of his thick juice.

That was too much for the cock in her mouth as she could feel it swelling and then with a hard thrust into her throat the cock exploded into her swallowing throat. As she felt the load of cum hit the back of her throat she began a long hard orgasm that caused her to squirt her sweet pussy juice all over the cock behind her as her mouth swallowed every last drop of cum she could suck out of the shaft.

As they all picked up and left, my wife just stayed in position licking the cum off her lips. She then said, “Leave the door open honey, I know you are there, I saw your feet outside the door the whole time. You were way to late getting here. Now, I want you to get in here and suck my clit and put your finger in my wet hole, until I am done cumming on your face. Then you can fuck my pussy with your hard cock.

Again, she didn’t have to say it twice as I dove right in and started licking and sucking on her hard clit as my finger dove deep into her throbbing pussy. As wave after wave of pleasure shot through her body, she started screaming as my tongue circled her clit and then my lips engulfed the hard knob as she had at least 3 orgasms one after the other. Each harder and more intense than the one before. I quickly shoved my cock into her spasming pussy as I was about to explode. I shot the biggest load of cum into my wife’s dripping cunt, it poured out as my cock rammed into her deeper.

We continued to have many adventures and have never been happier. We have set rules though that we always have to be together. I never showed up late again and she has learned much more, but that is another chapter.

“Well, okay, it might be interesting,” Sally finally replied. I then told her about some of the women I had seen in other shops. I remember one foxy blonde in particular who had dressed in a very revealing outfit and was all over her husband while they shopped for vibrators. I had gotten so turned on watching her. I knew if I dressed Sally up for a video shop visit, the other men in the place would be just as turned on.

Sally is my fifty-year old wife. She has taken such good care of herself that she looks ten years younger. She’s a bit plump and is self-conscious about her weight but I tell her that a lot of men prefer a woman with a fuller figure. And so many men have preferred Sally’s fuller figure over the past several years. that I have lost count.

I must confess that I enjoy sharing Sally with other men. She is such an incredibly sexy woman that I just couldn’t keep such a natural resource to myself. She has large 38C breasts, a fairly narrow waistline, belly that pooches out a little and full thighs. Her bottom is just the right size, it is particularly attractive when it’s up in the air while she’s on her knees giving head. She has a very pretty face, blonde hair and blue eyes.

“Okay, what shall I wear?” Sally asked after she had taken a quick shower and put on her makeup. That was just what I wanted to hear. I went to the suitcase and grabbed a tight white low-cut t-shirt with the word “slut” written on it. The fabric was just thin enough that the nipples on her large tits would show right through. She pulled the t-shirt on. Then I gave her a pair of tight black capri pants. “Don’t wear any underwear,” I ordered her.

Sally is a very strong-minded woman but when it comes to sex she likes me to be in charge. Obediently she pulled on the capri pants. “Now the high-heeled ‘fuck me’ shoes,” I told her. Finally she put on a silver phallic necklace that I had purchased for her birthday. It hung between her large breasts. I imagined real cock nestled there, spurting its cum on her pretty face.

We drove to the adult video shop and walked in the door. There were six men shopping. Sally was the only woman and all heads turned as we entered. Six pairs of eyes moved up and down her body, taking in her large boobs and her full hips. It was clear that the “slut” t-shirt had its impact as well, I could see smiles on their faces. Sally and I walked to the shelves with the vibrators and, as she shopped, I could see the other man casting furtive glances our way.

“Sally,” I said, “let’s go preview some movies before we buy a vibrator.”

“What?” Sally asked.

“Let’s go into one of the video booths and watch an x- rated video.”

As we walked into the hall with the video booths, I could almost feel the eyes upon us. The “fuck me” shoes made Sally’s ass wiggle in a nice and inviting way as we went. We walked into one of the booths and I fed a couple of quarters into the machine. I selected a movie where a sexy blonde was being gang banged by four guys. Sally has been gang banged a number of times and often fantasizes about it while we have sex. As we watched Sally kissed me and rubbed my dick. I knew she was getting turned on. What Sally did not realize was that I had chosen a booth with a glory hole connecting our booth with the booth right next to it. Sally was caught up in the movie but I knew that one of the six guys had entered the booth. As Sally kissed me, I caught her hand and slowly moved it toward the glory hole. All of sudden she gasped.

“What is that?,” she asked.

“What does it feel like?”

“It’s a hard cock.”

“Yes, and it isn’t mine. Now stroke it.”

As Sally rubbed and jerked on the stranger’s cock, I played with her pussy through her capri pants. I knew she was turned on because they were becoming quite wet.

“Get down on your knees and suck it,” I ordered. Sally complied and I could hear a gasp from the other room as her mouth engulfed the strange cock. As she sucked, I pulled up her shirt and played with her breasts. All of a sudden Sally pulled the cock from her mouth and directed it at her breasts. A hot sticky stream of cum shot over her tits and dribbled to the floor. She continued to pump until the stranger’s cock was spent.

“Okay slut, this is what I want you to do,” I whispered to her. “Keep your t-shirt up, showing your cum-covered tits, and walk into the hallway between the booths.” Sally obediently got to her feet and walked into the corridor. I watched as she walked up to one of the men who had just entered the hallway and told him “you’re next.” Then she walked into our booth.

In only a few moments I could hear the door to the booth next door closing and soon a hard cock pushed through the glory hole. Soon Sally was on her knees again, sucking and licking. After a few minutes I once again heard a groan next door and a fresh load of cum was unloaded on Sally’s tits.

“This is fun but getting tucked would be much more fun,” Sally told me. Once again she walked into the corridor with her boobs in full view, a second batch of semen dripping from them. I was starting to get nervous that the video store attendant might call the police but so far he didn’t seem to know what was going on. Everyone else must have gotten the word, though, because the other four men were standing in the corridor, leering at her.

“Pull your shirt down, I have an idea,” I told Sally. She pulled her t-shirt down over her cum-covered breasts. Rather than conceal them, the material simply absorbed the wet semen and pasted itself to her body, her hard nipples pressed against the fabric.

I told the four guys that they could join us at our motel room if they wanted some action and gave them the motel address and room number.

Three of the four guys followed us to the room. As soon as we got in the room they were all over my slut wife, rubbing her wet breasts and pussy through her clothing as they tried to get out of their own clothing. Soon my still-clothed wife had three naked guys standing around her. Two were black and one was white. I don’t know what their names were because they didn’t volunteer them and we didn’t bother to ask.

Sally dropped to her knees and started suck on one, then the other. As she sucked, one of the black guys grabbed her t-shirt and pulled it off of her. The white guy reached down and kneaded her breasts, rubbing the remains of the damp cum into her skin. In a few moments Sally got up and crawled on the bed. The second black guy grabbed her capri pants and pulled them off, leaving her fully naked.

He crawled on the bed behind her, she spread her legs and he plunged his hard cock into her wet cunt. Soon his thighs smacked her ass as he plunged in and out, fucking her doggy style. The black guy knelt on the bed beside her so she could suck on his dick. Part of Sally’s plumpness is a result of her love for chocolate and it was clear she was relishing his dark chocolate cock. Her mouth engulf him every time the guy in her pussy pushed hard.

My dick hardened at the sight of my blonde slut wife being the white cream in an chocolate sandwich. At the rate the three of them were going, it was clear that soon my white wife would be creamed by her two chocolate lovers. The guy in her mouth came first, his first shot almost choked Sally. I could see her swallowing desperately. Then she popped his cock out of her mouth and let him shoot on her face.

Almost immediately afterward the guy in her pussy pulled out and shot his cum across her ass and back. It must have been his third or fourth shot, because after he backed away I could see sperm oozing from my slut wife’s pussy. The white guy, who had been watching the action, lost no time in crawling up behind her and shoving his own hard cock into my wife’s cum-filled pussy. He was around 9 inches long and thick. Sally gasped but her pussy was already stretched from her previous fucking so it accommodated him without any difficulty.

Sally’s eyes closed as she concentrated on the feelings in her pussy. She prefers doggy style because whoever is fucking her can do it hard and deep. I myself was as hard as a rock so I scrambled up on the bed and sat in front of her sticky face. I grabbed her by her hair and pushed her face toward my cock. She opened her mouth and I pushed her head down until she had taken it to the hilt.

I don’t even think she realized it was my cock, she was so into the experience. After a while, the white guy who was fucking her from behind began to slam her really hard then exhaled a hard breath as he plunged deep into her. Sally must have felt his semen pouring into her because she pushed back against his cock, keeping it deep within her while it jerked and spurted. She pulled away from my cock, looked me in the eyes and said, “I can feel his sperm inside my belly.”

The idea of this stranger shooting his sperm into my wife was too much for me. I could feel my own cum welling up in my balls so I grabbed her head and pulled it back down over my cock, filling her mouth.

The four of us guys stood back and admired my slut wife, on all fours with cum drooling from her mouth and pussy.