Drained, her body fell away from my penis onto the bedsheets. Her long dark, reddish hair was matted from all the sweat, tangled from me pulling at it. Her 34B-cup tits glistened with perspiration, her knobby pink nipples pointing straight out for the last 90 minutes. And her shaved pussy, over her long legs, was smeared in a mixture of her pussy juice, my cum and our sweat. That 5-foot-6 frame of hers, a divine size 6, smelled like a gymnasium from our animal fucking.

We’d gotten so turned on talking about our upcoming Superbowl party, three nights away. We’d planned every detail meticulously. She couldn’t wait for it, and neither could I. She even stopped slutting around for the last 2 weeks, a lifetime by her standards. She wanted to SAVE all that sexual energy. We laughed, collapsing on the bed together, that maybe she’d wasted some of that energy tonight, but I assured her that a good slut like her would find all the energy she needed.

The next three days passed slowly, but finally it was Super Sunday. The early afternoon we spent getting the preparations — beer of all kinds, chips n dips, and pizza ingredients to make some pies. Then with my help we got Linsday ready. We jointly shaved her pussy, legs and armpits; we wash her hair thoroughly; amply dapped not-so-subtle perfumes; and I watched her apply just a dash of makeup to her eyes. Then she put on the outfit we’d planned: first a white high-cut thong, which arches over her hips and diving down inside her buttcrack so her ass looked almost naked. She also put on a bikini top, made of thin-fabric triangles barely surrounding her 34B tits with a strap behind her back and a second strap around her neck. Then she put on a tight haltertop that showed tummy, and a pair of white cotton short-shorts that clung to her skin so tight like it’s painted on.

To get her all horny, right before everyone started showing up, I make Lindsay watch me strip and I jerked myself off on the bed, getting a couple of minutes’ help with her sucking my penis, until I cummed hard all over myself. The relief was great, for me at least. Lindsay, being the 27 year old slut she is, was forced to do nothing but lick my salty gooey cum off of my skin, and she dutifully swallowed it good. It leaves her so wet in her tight thong and shorts.

The game kicked off around 6:18, but the guys come over by 5. We set this up through the Internet; it’s all local guys, but none she’d met in person. To entice them, I let each of them have phonesex with her that week. And, at my request, each guy shows up at the party with a Bill of Health — you know, a negative blood test result dates within the last week. So much more fun when you aren’t worrying about shit.

When each guy walks in the house, she get eyes instantly ravaging her body. The guys are:

– Alan, a studly and muscular white guy with short-cut brown hair, married and about 35 years old, 6-2, 200 lb;

– Bob, a young single guy with longish brown hair, 5-9 180#, he’s 24 years old;

– Chris, curly blonde-haired 31 year old single cutie, he’s short (5-6) and wirey (150 lb);

– Dave, a brown-haired married 28 year old, a little taller (5-10) and lanky (165 lb); and

– Earl, a light-skinned black guy who’s 30 and single, former football player, he’s 6-0 and a muscular 210lb.

They were all nice guys — and, better, horny guys. The two married guys, Alan and Dave, made appropriate lies to their wives to come to the party. Earlier that week I even talked to both wives, you know, calling them to ask if Alan/Dave were there, so the wives knew their hubbies were actually going to a superbowl party and not out cheating with some slutty married whore.

As they arrived, everyone hooked up with beer and kicked back on chairs around our big-screen TV, watching the pregame, but always keeping eyes on Lindsay. As she walked around in her tight outfit, she could tell the guys were staring at her ass as she bend over, and at her tits too. She winked often and giggled, which she does alot anyway, but especially when she’s horny for cock. Lindsday I’m sure saw everyone’s rock-hard cocks in their pants, bulging and huge, everyone is so hard to give her hours of pleasure.

We draw lots before the game, do a “grid” pool. That’s where we set up a chart, with 10 row and 10 columns, each one numbered 0 through 9 down the side and across the top. Then each guy picks one box, one at a time, taking turns going around the room. Since there are 5 guys, each guy gets 20 boxes. So any box is uniquely identified by two digits, the row number and column number. We assign the row numbers to the NFC team, and the AFC team gets the other. Most people are familiar with Superbowl pools like this, I didn’t invent it. I just, um, kind of changed the prizes for the winners.

We go over the rules too. Anyone that breaks the rules gets tossed from the house; but they all look like nice guys, so it won’t be a problem. Each time any team scores a fieldgoal, Lindsay would give everyone a kiss for 30 seconds, but no one can touch her body during that kiss other than, obviously, her lips; if a team scores a touchdown, she’d give everyone a kiss for 60 seconds, and their hands can wander over any part of her body except her crotch. (That’ll make her busy for 5 minutes after each touchdown.) Each guy that wins the pool at the end of each quarter gets a blowjob, either in front of everyone or in private for only ME to watch. Otherwise everyone’s willies stay in their pants.

The game kicks off. We had Lindsay in the TV room assembling the pizzas while we watch the game. Fortunately, the NFC teams scores a TD on its first drive, so with hoots and hollars Lindsay walk around the room, moving over to each guy’s chair, bending over each guy, and give out long 60 second sloppy tonguey kisses. Five pairs of hands cup her tits and slide around her covered ass and naked thighs. Each guy kisses different, smells different, but they all wanted her so bad. I just remained in a chair in the corner watching contendedly, all of these males enjoying my young slut wife’s hot body. Then the other team gets a field goal later in the first quarter, and Lindsay went around again giving shorter kisses but not getting touched. Meanwhile Lindsay also assembled the pizzas for the oven, and got everyone refills of beer and chips.

The pool is an interesting dynamic; the “leader” at this point in the game was Alan, who has square number NFC 7 / AFC 3, which is the last digit of each team’s current score. Other guys are rooting for another score by the end of the quarter, so the score at the end of the quarter matches their boxes. Like, Bob wants the NFC to get a quick touchdown so the score would be 14-3, because he has box NFC 4 / AFC 3.

But it doesn’t happen, no scores for rest of quarter, so studly manly married Alan wins. First, he gets to take off Lindsay’s first piece of clothing, which I decreed would be her haltertop. (The guys mourned the lost opportunity to remove her shorts.) With more giggles, Lindsday stood in the middle of the room and raised her hands, and Alan slid off her haltertop. The guys admire the shape of her boobs shown by her tight bikini top. Her nipples were so hard, they were piercing through.

Next, and better, Alan gets a blowjob from my slut. He wants it in public, so he lies back in his seat and got Lindsay to kneel between his legs. “Suck my dick baby,” he moaned, and believe me, all the other males in the room were watching and muttering the same thing. Alan stared at Lindsay as she pulled his jeans open, and no shit why he wants a public BJ — he had a massive, 8 inch cock. Thick, huge, he’s proud of it. Lindsay grinned at him, smiled quickly at me (because she wanted me to know how badly she loved Alan’s big prick), put her head down, and her tongue and lips work on that massive penis while the game goes on behind you. Alan was so hard, soon he squirted his delicious jism down her throat. Lindsay choked it all down, and a round of applause erupted. Then Alan zipped back closed, while Lindsay stood to give us a courtsey and return to fixin’ the pizza.

But already in the game the AFC team was driving downfield while she was sucking Alan. There’s a fieldgoal, just as Alan blows. Time for more kisses. The guys make Lindsday drink some beer, so she didn’t taste like cum, then she gave another round of 30 second kisses. A turnover happens; a couple minutes later the AFC gets its first TD. Now another round of kisses, while the males pawed at her body through her clothing. The guys rubbed her tight hard nipples through her think bikini top, making them ache even more. Linsday’s pussy was aching so much inside her tight clothing, she can’t wait for more action.

The game slows down, but just before halftime, the NFC returns a punt for a TD. Score is 14-13 NFC. That means another 5 minutes with their tongues in Lindsay’s mouth, and their hands all over her tits and ass and legs. She was manhandled during these kisses, the guys are just using her body, feeling her flesh. It makes them happy; she make them happy, it makes me happy.

Bob is ecstatic, cuz he has box NFC 4 / AFC 3, and the score is 14-13 at halftime. Linsday stood in front of him so he can do the honors; he unzipped and unbuttoned her skimpy shorts, and he peel them off. My wife’s white thong was saturated in her juice, and her tight asscheeks were on display for everyone. The tight damp thong showed off the shape of her pussy inside, and everyone admired it. She did a little dance in front of everyone, showing off her body. She was giggling, but in lust with the attention she was getting.

Then Bob gots his prize. Only, he’s a little shy for now, so he and I took her into the bathroom (after she got the pizzas out of the oven, so the other guys could munch on them). Then, in the bathroom, she got on her knees and unravel Bob’s 7 inch cock. Not as long or as thick as Alan’s but still meaty. She greedily stuffed it in her mouth as she kneel in front of him, and he fucked her mouth and throat then grunted and squirted his semen into her. She enjoy licking off the delicious cum from his hard shaft.

Guys make her give them more pizza and drink (we’re strickly onto soda by now — no one’s gonna be drunk), just so she had to move her body around in her bikini top and her thong panties to provide for everyone. Everyone asked Bob how the blow was, and he gave it two thumbs up, making my horny wife giggle.

The 3d quarter finally starts after the interminably long halftime. The AFC comes out smoking hot, scoring a quick TD. The guys cheer for their kisses. With her just in bikini top and thong, they can touch all of her naked skin, all over her body. Hands cup her almost-nude buttocks, groping and playing with her ass. They also each grab her thong and, though they can’t remove it or touch her pussy, they pull the thong up HARD between her buttocks, making it squeeze tighter on her cunt and clit. Makes her kisses even more horny.

But Lindsay wasn’t even done with the 4th kiss, even, when the AFC gets another TD. Score is 27-14, AFC, if you’re keeping track. Now, she have to complete the round of kisses for the prior touchdown, then immediately do the other round… so for 10 minutes straight, she went from guy to guy to guy 10 times over, letting them shove their horny tongues in her mouth, groping and cupping her body all over. She was so horny you’d think she should have fainted. I could see that lust in her eyes; I know it well, I live to see it.

But the scoring for the quarter wasn’t done. Only a few minutes after completing the two rounds of kisses, the NFC gots a fieldgoal to pull within 10, and she had to give 30-second kisses to everyone. Then the NFC scored a TD too, and yet another round of kissing-and-groping erupted. She’d spent 17 1/2 minutes kissing these guys in this quarter alone. Thank god for all of the commercials during the game, so most of the guys didn’t have to miss the action on the field to get some action with my slut wife.

And with the score AFC 27, NFC 24, the winner of the quarter had box NFC 4 / AFC 7, which was … Bob again! Bob’s a lucky man, but he graciously declines his blowjob, not wanting a second cum so he can save himself for the fun AFTER the game. He does, however, get to do the fun part of standing behind Lindsay, untying her bikini top, and showing the room her perky 34B tits. My they look nice, don’t they? Nipples so erect, so hard. she cup and play with them for everyone. Since she have to give a blowjob, I had the guys draw straws (ok… they picked Cheetoes from my hand), and the winner was Chris, the single 31 yr old curly-haired, scrawny blonde.

Chris was so hard he wants a public blowjob, so she knelt in front of his chair and pull his pants down. He had a very hard average 5 1/2 inch dick. At my encouragement he gave her the tonguelashing that makes her wet. “Show me what a good whore you are,” he muttered playfully, pushing her head down. He was so horny she hardly had to suck it; he basically just held her head stiff and ramned his cock into her mouth, fucking her. She moaned and cup his balls for him, and not even 2 minutes later he’s relieved himself of wads of jism into her throat, even before the 4th quarter starts.

With 3 cums of semen in her tummy, and her nude body covered only by the skimpy tight soiled thong, she watched the game as the AFC gets close to another TD. But they don’t, just a FG, so she gave a round of kisses with no touching. Fortunately later the AFC does get a TD to take a 37-24 lead, and she had to give out five minutes of sexy, tongue-filled kisses, while the boys all play with her nude tits. She ware such a slut to let me do this to her.

The game is heating up. The NFC hurriedly goes in for a TD to make it 37-31. Bob is happy, that’s his square too, NFC 1 / AFC 7. But there’s still time in the game, so the ultimate winner is still unknown. But Lindsay had to give out the kisses again, and I amended the rules to say, guys can either kiss she for 60 seconds or lick her tits for 30 seconds. Every single guy wanted at her breasts, so she spent 2 1/2 minutes sticking her tits in various wet mouths, while the men paw at her almost-nude butt, holding her thin body in their grasps.

It’s an exciting end to the game. The NFC gets the ball back with 1:20 left… goes down for a score… but… fumbles into the endzone on the last play of the game, so the AFC wins 37-31!

And now the fun begins…with five super-horny cocks, and one enormously wet slut.

Bob seemed to have all of the good squares, he’s the winner, holding also NFC 1 / AFC 7. We all move into the master bedroom, all seven of us. Linsday wasn’t saying much, just smiling ear to ear, her naked tits even more pointy than ever. She lay on her back on the bed, and Bob leaned over and, as the winner, got to peel off her thong. There’s her messy shaved cunt for all of us to see. Bob spread her open and licked her twat, finally giving her cunt some delightful attention for the first time all day. Lindsay fucking SHRIEKED; she moaned “OHHHH FUUUCK” and spread so wide and grabbed his brown hair, pulling his mouth into her vagina, and only a few moments later cummed hard with an orgasm that had been eluding her all day. With his mouth dripping from her cum, he sat up and spat, “she fuckin’ came!” and the rest of us, standing around the bed, mumbled and applauded.

Then it’s time for the good stuff. Bob takes off his pants, showing my wife his 7 inch prick again, and crawled over her waiting naked body. She wanted it so bad, she moaned, “Fuck me baby.” We were encouraging Bob nonstop as he put his penis over her wet cunt … and … SHOVED it in. She squeeled, pulling her legs up more, pull him into her, and with me watching she let him fuck the daylights out of her cunt. He’s so turned on to finally fuck her, even though he cummed in her mouth earlier at halftime, he came deep in her vagina in like 5 minutes.

Lindsay, spreading to reveal her gapping-wet cunt, remained on the bed on her back. Since they didn’t get BJs, I let Earl and Dave cum next. Earl undressed and proudly shows us his enormous 8 inch black cock. He made my wife sit up and suck it a bit, while Dave got nude. Dave is average too, about 6 inches but thick, he says his wife never sucks him so he wants a blowjob too. Linsday sucked both cocks back and forth, the males kneeling on the bed around her, as the rest of us watched. Then I said “someone fuck the slut,” and Earl moved into position. He crawls between her thighs, whle she still had her head turned to suck Dave’s penis. She could feel Earl’s HUGE cock at the entrance of her cunt, and he pushed in to fuck her. She pull back, and GOT FUCKED. Dave was content having my wife swallow his hard penis.

After watching Dave and Earl fuck my wife that way for several minutes, I put her on her fours, so Earl could fuck her doggy-style, and she had more freedom to suck Dave. Earl grabbed her little ass firmly and pumped his shaft into her soaking aching vagina, stretching it open. Dave grabbed her hair and humped her mouth. She got pulled back and forth between the two horny males. After about 10 minutes Earl lets it rip, jetting his blackman’s sperm into her cunt. Dave was nearing the edge and wanted to cum in her pussy as well, so as soon as Earl pulls out, he moved around to kneel behind Lindsay’s cute little ass and he fucked my wife doggy style too, cumming in her cunt about 60 seconds later. Meanwhile Earl had crawled around to her face so she could lick the sloppy mess off of Earl’s cock.

Alan, who’s the other married guy, said he has to be getting home, it’s almost 10:30. So he gets his turn next, having her on her back. She stared in his eyes and moaned, “Fuck me Alan, fuck me,” while he humped the sexiest, prettiest, sluttiest girl in his whole life. She was doing him a fucking service she know, letting him fuck her body. Alan, who’s almost as big as Earl, works his 8 inch erection in and out of her wet pussy for about 10 or 15 minutes. Meanwhile Chris, the only guy yet to fuck her, has her stroke his penis on the side. Bob too has her rub his hard cock, so she end up with pricks in both hands while Alan was towering over her, humping her cunt. Finally he screamed and cummed deep in her pussy.

Alan gave her a big good-bye kiss, and he left. Chris was so horny, it’s his turn. Dave, the other married guys, indicated he should get home too but wants one more turn with Lindsay, so he wanted to go next. I say it’s ok, while we watch Chris do the slut. Chris is really horny and can’t last long, cumming in her cunt in about 3 minutes.

My sweetie got all that cum in her, and still four hard cock around her. Dave said he wanted her tight ass, but I said, only if she had a cock in her cunt too. So Bob, who was ready for another round, got on his back. She crawled over his body and slide her cunt down along his 7 inch penis. Then Dave knelt behind her butt and rubbed the head of his 6 inch cock on her butthole. Suddenly she screamed, she have TWO cocks drilling her, filling those holes, rubbing against each other inside her body. She screamed and screamed while they fucked her hard in unison, rhythmically, until both blow their loads almost simultaneously in her body.

Dave got a good-bye kiss from my slut, while the remaining three guys get ready for more turns. Chris and Earl want to do her each by themselves too, not in a 3some. Earl went first, lying on his back and having my brunette love ride on top of his massive 8 inches of meat, so he could play with and suck her tits. She rode his manhood for it seems forever, until he finally spewed again in her cunt. Immediately Chris pulled her off of Earl and she her get on her fours, and Chris quickly went to fuck her doggy-style. Lindsday looked back and him and begged him to fuck her harder; she was such a nasty, filthy slut, fucking all this cock. If before Chris had only lasted 3 minutes, now he lasted like 30. (Show-off.) He’s fucking her so long, Earl and Bob go watch some of the post-game interviews in the other room, and I almost fall asleep on the chair by the bed, as Chris kept ramming her silly first from behind, then on top of her. He made her say she loved his penis (it’s only 5 1/2 inches long, for Chrissake), make her say she love him fucking her , then finally made her beg for him to cum in her cunt. Which he did, spilling his third orgasm of the day, the second in her pussy.

We spent the day shopping and then drove to a restaurant in the next city. On the way there we noticed an adult book store. We decided to stop there on the way back to pick up some x-rated DVD’s and maybe s new vibrator for my wife. M wife would always send me into to those stores and she would wait in the car, this time she wanted to go in also since we were far from home and no one would know us.

We had a nice dinner and we headed to the store. It was a Saturday night and there were quite a few people in there. My wife noticed that there were booths in the back and she whispered in my ear that she wanted to give me a BJ in one of the booths.

I got a roll of quarters and we went into one of the booths and I started the movies. She had me sit in the chair and she pulled down my pants and proceeded to give me a BJ and I came in her mouth. My wife then realized there were holes on both sides and on one side there was someone looking in. That person said he and his girlfriend enjoyed the show and he was wondering if we would be willing to exchange blowjobs.

My wife was reluctant at first but then without asking me and much to my surprise she said, “Sure but you have to wear a condom.”

He said that he would be glad to and that he would go first. We heard him undo his pants and then my wife looked in the whole and watched him undo the wrapper and put on the condom. My wife commented on his cock and that it looked enormous.

He mumbled something then put his cock through the hole. My wife hesitated at first, but then finally grabbed it and took it into her mouth as best she could. I focused the digital camera that I’d taken from my wife’s purse and started taking pictures of my lovely soccer mom wife with some unknown cock in her mouth.

She would look up at me from time to time as she kept stroking and sucking until we both heard the guy groan that he was going to cum. That’s when his cock started jerking and his cum started shooting in my wife’s mouth. She kept stroking him until he was fully relieved.

This all made me hard again and ready to take my turn. I asked the young couple if they had an extra condoms and the girl handed one through the whole. Then she asked me if I wanted a blowjob or if maybe I would like to fuck her through the hole.

My wife right away said, “He would much rather fuck you.”

So not wanting to argue with my honey, I proceeded to stick my cock through the hole and I felt her back her ass up to my prong and impaled herself onto me. I could tell that they were taking pictures on the other side and my wife started taking some of my enjoying my experience mashed up against the wall with this shit eating grin on my face.

The girl and I both started grinding back and forth, that’s when my wife reached down and massaged my balls, which always gets me going. It didn’t take long before I started cumming and to my amazement the girl came about the same time as me and didn’t pull off me. It was wild.

The guy then asked if there was any chance he could fuck my wife. I looked at my wife and she didn’t say anything, so I said, “Yeh, sure, go for it if you want.”

She gave me a kiss and then said, “Okay, put a condom on,” and slid it through the hole. Then she backed up to the hole and pushed her butt up against the wall. I could tell from her expression when he shoved into her.

With him being longer than me, this was a much easier situation. My wife just had to hold herself there and he began thrusting in and out of her. My wife came pretty quickly, groaning loudly as her body began to shake and her eyes clamped shut in concentration.

I could tell by the rhythm of her body that the guy kept fucking her pussy, then he also finally erupted into his condom inside my wife’s pussy.

When they were done the girl from next door sent a note through with their e-mail address and phone number and we heard their door open and they headed out.

As we were getting ready to leave, a new voice from the opposite side asked if anyone was willing to give him a blowjob for $50.

My wife said, “Sure, my husband wants to give you a blowjob.”

In a whispered exchange, I asked her what she was talking about. She said she wanted to see me suck a guy off. She wanted me to know what she felt when she did it to me. Then looking deeply into my eyes she said, that if I did suck this guy, that she would set me up to fuck her sister.

I was breathless as I looked back at her, then slowly I turned to the wall and looked down at the hole with a big dick sticking through. I told the guy that I would suck his cock if he wore a condom. He agreed.

I saw his condom-clad cock poke back through the hole in the wall and I looked at my wife. She looked back at me with a smile on her pretty face and said, “Well, get too it. Just keep thinking about my sister’s pussy.”

I knelt down and grabbed a hold of this stranger’s cock and took what I could into my mouth. It felt strange to have a cock in my mouth, but I kept stroking it and doing the best I could to get him off as quickly as possible.

I could tell from his moaning that he was getting close, so I sped up the stroking and my tongue work, then suddenly the little peak in the condom blow up, filling with hot white cum, he was cumming.

It was surprisingly enjoyable to get him off and I had another hard-on too. I don’t know why I did it, but without asking I put my cock through the hole and he took it in his hand and stroked it. He knew what he was doing because it didn’t take long before I shot my load all over his booth.

After I pulled myself back into our booth I stock his $50 bill back through the hole giving him his money back and we got dressed and headed out of the store.

When we got back our hotel the room we fucked like teenagers. It was a little strange to fuck my wife’s pussy after another cock had been in it only an hour before, but it was enjoyable too.

Since that time we have hooked up a couple times with that young couple and my wife did arrange for me to fuck her sister, but of course her husband got to fuck my wife too. That was only fair.

We were staying in one of the many high rises with a view of the sea, and other high rises of course! Every morning we’d got into the routine of going down the beach to check out the talent – there’s sure no shortage of it – tits, pecs and arses everywhere. When it got too hot for us, we’d head back up to our unit for some royal fucking. Jenny, my wife, is 29, with long blonde hair and a great body. I’m 32, average looks but with a 9 inch uncut cock so we can get some of our own heat going.

Anyway this day we’d got back from the beach and had a shower. I was sitting on the bed when Jenny came out wrapped in her complimentary bathrobe. She stood in front of the huge glass door to our balcony, surveying the view. The view was definitely better with her in it. I love the way her arse jiggles when she walks and tits are very fine as all the guys at the beach could tell you. It always turns me on watching the appreciative stares of men and women alike when she walks past. We both knew we were going to fuck soon, it was just a matter of when, and how! We’d been really turned on by the morning at the beach and had been teasing each other with sly touches ever since. Brushing against each other, accidental like.

I got up and stood behind her, breathing in her soapy smell. My hard on poked out from under my bathrobe. I started kissing her neck and shoulders the way I knew she liked it, moving her long blonde hair to the side and gently loosening her robe down the front so I could slip my hand in.

Jen responded, rubbing her cheeks backwards and forwards against my hard cock, which by now was sticking its full 9 inches up and down the crack of her arse. It felt so good I thought I might come there and then. I kept rubbing, knowing that a fuck would be better, but not wanting to stop.

Reaching around in front of Jenny I slipped a hand into her robe and ran my palms in circles over her tight pink nipples. I knew she loved it because her hips bucked back towards me. I let one hand trail down further across her tanned stomach to her shaved twat. We both love the feel of smooth pussy. I let a finger tap her hairless clitoris while my other hand opened her cunt lips with a squelch. I slipped first two, then four fingers into her wide open pussy. She fucked hard on them as her hot honey drooled out all over my hand.

When she couldn’t stand it any more Jen pleaded with me to fuck her. I made her beg just a little so she’d really appreciate what she was going to get. I slid the robe off her shoulders and slipped my cock between her legs. It was so slimey with juice that the head slipped backwards and forwards all the way from her dripping pussy to her tight arsehole. It was so hot it felt like we were fucking already before I got it into her.

I pushed her up against the window I until her tits were flattened against the glass. Jenny thrust back like a whore on heat and I grabbed a handful of each arse cheek and opened her cunt up wide. Then I slammed into her, jamming my wet cock to the hilt in her juice filled crack. Her cunt felt like hot jelly smeared all over the length of my dong. She pushed back hard, bracing herself against the window. Her thrust caught me off guard and I overbalanced and ended up in a heap on the floor. I thought it was funny but next thing Jenny’s on the floor next to me scrabbling around to get her robe back on and yelling there’s perverts watching from the balcony of a nearby block of units.

Jumping up I saw a couple, probably about our age, waving and smiling, not more than fifty metres away. Jenny hid behind me and said,” I wonder how long they’ve been watching?” I was pretty pissed about not going on with it. All I wanted to do was get back to fucking. I thought about closing the curtains. They waved some more. They were both in swimmers. She had a nice figure and brown hair. He was a bit taller than me and blonde. Jenny reached around cheekily and waved my rapidly shrinking cock at them. “Why don’t we invite them over and see?” she asked pulling back hard on my shaft.

We’d always fantasised about having sex with another couple. It sounded good, especially when Jen was jerking my cock, “Why not?” Jenny grabbed a pillowcase and wrote our room number on it in big red lipstick, holding it up to the window for them to see. They looked at each other, said something, and gave us the thumbs up.

We got our robes back on and started a drink. It took five long minutes before we heard a knock on the door. Michael and Sandy introduced themselves while I suggested a drink and a smoke to ease the tension. It got us relaxed a little but there was so much anticipation in the air something had to give. Finally Sandy couldn’t take any more. She suggested it was their turn to put on a show. She took off her tee shirt and bikini top, freeing her small pointy breasts. Next she turned around and bent over, slowly easing her bikini down to reveal a tight hot cunt. I glanced at Jenny. She was licking her lips – so was I. We were both longing to taste that pussy with some long deep tonguing.

Next Michael dropped his swimmers and motioned to Sandy to suck him while he stood in front of her. Not waiting for an invitation she grabbed his cock and stuffed it into her mouth. His shaft was just a bit shorter than mine but as thick as a wrist and Sandy had to strain open wide to take him into her moist mouth. As she sucked, Sandy rocked backward and forward, moving that delectable twat closer to us while she really slimed up and down Michael’s jutting shaft.

I leaned over and started to feel up Jenny’s cunt. It was more sloppy than I’d ever felt it before. She just couldn’t take her eyes off Sandy’s glistening slit, except to watch the head job that is! Sliding down onto her knees, Jenny pulled away from my fingering and started attacked Sandy’s twat, sucking and slurping like there was no tomorrow. Not to be left out I positioned myself under Jenny’s bush, tonguing in and out like a fucking cock while I pounded my prick with both hands.

After a while this action was too much for Sandy. She suggested we get on the bed. Michael lay down holding his thick dick upright. Jenny looked at me questioning. I nodded, turned on by the thought of her fucking this bloke. I could see that same look on his face as I had from blokes all morning at the beach. Only difference was he was going to get it. He wanted to fuck my wife – badly. Sandy sat on Michael’s face and rolled a condom over his dick. Then Jenny straddled him and sank down on his cock with a heavy grunt. Taking all of his thick cock in one go strained her cunt wide into thin lips that sucked at his cock. Jenny’s mouth fastened over one of Sandy’s hard nipples slobbering wetly.

I had to get in the act or burst. Grabbing a tube of KY I lubed up Jenny’s arse, sliding my finger around the mouth of her tight hole. I tried to slowly insert a finger into her brown crevice but she was pounding up and down so much it jammed into her. She gasped aloud but kept banging. I pulled out the finger, aimed my slimey fuckhead at her half opened arsehole, and pushed. Two short jabs and it was in, tight and hot. Michael must have felt it too. He went berserk, fucking up to meet my jabs downwards and chewing on the cunt in his face. Jenny pushed back against the two cocks in her. I could feel the shaft of this complete stranger rubbing against mine as we both pounded my wife’s holes, our balls slapping sweatily together.

By this time Sandy was busy slobbering and panting at Jenny’s tits. It was all too much for me. I pulled out and blasted come in and all over Jenny’s arse. I felt like it would never stop. I’ve never felt so much come or seen it blast so far and hard. Sandy jumped off the bed and licked all the white juice off Jenny’s arse like a milk-starved kitten. The tongue in Jenny’s arse started her off and she came like she was having a fit. Finally she rolled off Michael, and Sandy took her place, ripping the condom off before she slid on for a ride. It took about thirty seconds before they both shot their bolts. Me sucking on Sandy’s succulent little breasts and Jenny playing with Michael’s balls probably helped!

While we were getting our breath back Michael told us they were leaving in the morning to fly back to Sydney, so we arranged to meet after dinner for a farewell fuckfest. Guess where we’re going for holidays next year?

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.

It all started the day that our friends came up from where I lived to where my fiancee lived, and where we were set to have our wedding in just a few short hours. The couple, Rod and Bobbie, had been friends of mine for a very long time. There was always sexual tension when I was around Bobbie, and she had made it clear on more than one occasion that she wanted to fuck me. Rod also wanted me to fuck her as well, but until that weekend it was always just talked around and they never made any serious moves to make it happen. I loved the teasing, and I loved the both of them, so I decided to wait until they were ready for it to happen, and if it never did then so be it. Little did I know just how exciting it was going to be when it finally did happen.

So they came up to the Quad Cities to join my fiancee, Jennifer, and me for a night out on the town before we tied the knot. We were all pretty poor at that time, and didn’t have the money, or the time, for anything else, but we were determined to have as much fun as possible. We had all spent time together before, and we had even fucked in front of each other and watched porn movies, but as yet had never had any more fun than that. It was all about to change.

We went out on the town and the first place we went to, after getting a little loaded, was this sleazy little strip club. It was small, and it was dirty, and the place was filled with smoke and low lifes, just our kind of place. We found a small table over in a corner and the girls went to the bar to get us all drinks. On the way there they had at least four or five of the scummy looking patrons whistled at them and tried to get them to come and talk, but they just laughed, and winked, at them and made it back to our table with the drinks without incident. The girls on the stage were piss poor, none of them had any looks, but they were naked, and that is what got the girls horny for the first time that night. The girls looked hot. Mine was a little bitty thing at about 5 foot ’5”, 105, with a nice little 34B set of tits that she never wore a bra over and an ass to die for. Bobbie is 5 foot ’4”, 120, and a very nice set of 38Ds, long dark hair, and a set of eyes that pull your right in. We all drank and laughed for a while till we noticed that our drinks needed refilled. Rod and I said we would go get the drinks this time, and off we were to go get them. We thought we might stuff a couple dollars between some legs while we were there, the girls dance right next to the bar, so we spent a few minutes enjoying what little there was to enjoy down front. We hadn’’t been gone more than a few minutes, but it was enough time for a few of the patrons to try and move in on our women.

The corner we had picked was very secluded from the rest of the bar, and if one chose not to notice one might not even know there was a table over there. I am sure that is what was intended, and I am sure that is why those men thought we had picked that spot. We were still waiting for our order when I called Rod over and pointed over to our table and the men trying for our women. He looked at me and shrugged his shoulders and smiled. I did the same. Looking over that way I caught the eye of my soon to be bride. She looked at me intensely for a minute like she wanted to say something, but then her eyes half lidded and her mouth opened slightly. It was then I noticed that the man who was sitter next to her had his hand under the table and I knew he now had his finger in my fiancee’s cunt. I told Rod and he said we should stay back for a minute and see what would happen, so we did. It was hard to see what was going on from where we were at, so we moved a little closer. When we finally got to where we could see we saw that Bobbie, who was wearing a skirt, had a man under the table eating her pussy and a man standing next to her with his big, fat prick in her mouth. Jennifer looked at me as I walked up, and with an evil little smile she slid her jeans down to her knees and slid over onto the lap of the man who had been finger fucking her pussy. I could see he had his cock out of his jeans. He was a big fucking Hispanic dude, and his cock was enormous. She stood up for just a second, and then lowered her sweet, slutty, tight little cunt onto this big ugly man’s huge cock.

Jennifer slowly lowered herself onto this big cock, and I watched it disappear into her pussy. Her mouth was wide open, and her eyes were beginning to get that glazed look she always got while fucking. It wasn’t like they were going to be able to do any wild fucking in the bar, after all, it was a bar, but I was willing to bet that it wouldn’t stay there for long, and I was right. After a few minutes of watching this huge cock sliding into my soon to be wife’s pussy I looked at her and saw that the man also had his hand up under her shirt and was squeezing the shit out of her breasts. She moaned quite loudly several times, and soon the man was saying something to the other men about going outside. This made me quite nervous, as this was NOT a good neighborhood, but Jennifer looked at me with a pleading look, so I told Rod we should step outside and watch. We went out first, and a couple minutes later our two ladies, the three men, and two new ones, all came out and began to move towards one of the men’s vehicles. The van they finally came to was opened, and within a few seconds they had both the girl’s clothes off and two horny cocks stuffed in each of them. Bobbie, who had never had sex with anyone but Rod before, and he wasn’t very big, now had two of the biggest cocks I had ever seen probing her mouth and her pussy. When they first pulled her skirt over her head and laid her back and began to shove these huge dicks in her I could hear gagging, and then I heard her hard grunting. I had never heard that sound before, but I knew it was because her small, tight pussy was being fucked rough and hard by the huge cock of this Hispanic gang-banger. The same guy who was fucking her in the bar was fucking Jennifer, and he was making her grunt as well. Rod and I stood close enough to see the action, and smell the pussy mixed with the smell of cock, but far enough that we wouldn’t interfere with the fucking.

The seats in the van lay back, and before long the men had made up their minds to DP the both of them. I knew Jennifer had been ass fucked before, but I doubted if Bobbie had. I asked Rod and he said no with a smile on his face. We watched as the men sat the women on two fat cocks (there were no small cocks at this party) and two more fat cocks were being pushed into their assholes. Jennifer had been DpP’d before, but not with cocks this big. When that big prick entered her asshole she moaned with her mouth wide open, and then her breaths came in short gasps as the dicks began to pump in and out of her body. Bobbie, who was trying to be a good sport about it, was having trouble letting the man in. He tried several times but it just kept pushing out. The man began to get a little rough and upset with her. He smacked her ass a couple times for moving on him. We could see her face from our position, and it looked like she was getting scared. I asked Rod if he wanted to stop it, but he said no so we waited to see what would happen. Just then we saw Bobbies mouth open wide as she screamed. We looked up and saw the fat cock had entered he asshole, and the insensitive asshole was fucking her hard and fast. Tears were streaming down her face as she was being fucked hard in both holes for the first time in her life. It looked for a minute like she was going to pass out, but after a short time she began to respond to the furious fucking, and was soon moaning like a whore begging for them to fuck her harder and deeper. Bobbie bucked back onto the cock in her ass, and took him as deep as he could go for more than twenty minuets before he came in he asshole, pulled out, and watched his cum run out of her onto the dick of the man who was still fucking her pussy. The fifth man, who had kinda been neglected, came up and slid his even bigger prick into her ass. She moaned like a whore and began bucking back on his prick trying to get it deeper and deeper.

Both cocks in Jennifer had cum, and she was busy running her finger into her pussy and licking off the juices. She then began to suck the thick, white cum off the cock of the man who had fucked her pussy. Bobbie was making all kinds of noise as the two men continued to fuck the shit out of her. The man in her asshole couldn’t take it anymore and came with a huge thrust and a loud moan of pleasure as his dick pumped a huge load of sperm into her ass. The man blow hadn’’t come yet when all of a sudden there were cops coming up the walk. It was time to leave. Everyone hurriedly got dressed and ran around to the front of the building where the men who had so hungrily fucked our women dispersed without so much as a thank you. We collected our cum drenched women, and moved on to the next bit of fun we had that night, but that is for another story.

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Anyway, this was Lisa’s first time meeting the people I work with. For some reason, a lot of the wives did not show up. (maybe they knew something I did not know.) As the evening passed, I was told by some of the guys that these parties could get pretty raunchy. “That” as I was told, was the reason only a few of the wives turned out. I toyed with the idea of warning Lisa, but decided she could take care of herself. She has always had her ways of putting guys in their place. And except for the times at the X rated theatres, she has been pretty effective at keeping them in line. (that is another story.)

As far as I knew, I was the first guy for Lisa. I am relatively certain she had led a fairly sheltered life before we got married. I have found out that she can and does get pretty wild at times. But it seems all the circumstances have to be just right. And it has always seemed that if I tried to plan anything, something would always happen to fuck it up. The stuff I did not plan was always the wildest. Maybe that was what made it so hot. The fact it was kind of beyond either Lisa’s or my control.

Anyway, the evening wore on and everyone was getting pretty rowdy. I was getting pretty shitfaced. Lisa was definitely the hit of the party. The 3 other wives that were there were OK, but they were no match for Lisa. I had convinced Lisa to wear a hot dress. She could not wear a bra with it. It was kind of a summer type dress, and it would fly up when she was dancing and getting twirled around. I had been keeping an eye on her as she was asked to dance by about every guy at the party. There were probably 25 guys at the party and only Lisa and the other 3 wives. It always seemed to be that way. Why were there always more guys than girls?

Lisa was taking a break and sitting by me and I was trying to get fresh with her. Everyone was having a good time. I knew there were about 25 sets of eyes on me as I was making out with my wife on the sofa. The lights were dim and the other 3 wives were on the dance floor. The rest of the guys were hanging around the food and booze table. I was working my hand up under Lisa’s dress and I managed to get my fingers under her panties before she pulled away. The only problem was, I accidentally tore her panties off her as she stood up. She turned to look at me sitting there with her panties in my hand and she cracked up laughing. “I hope you’re happy now Mr. Smarty-pants,” she said. We both laughed and she went back on the dance floor. The song she was dancing to was a fast one and she spun around several more times. From where I was sitting, even though it was dark in the dance area, I could catch glimpses of her pussy as she spun around. I knew other guys could see the same thing. I especially knew this because I saw several of them nudging each other and nodding in Lisa’s direction.

I continued to drink and soon found myself nodding off on the couch. I would open my eyes every once in a while and see some of the guys openly admiring Lisa as she spun from time to time on the dance floor. They would look at her, then glance over at me to make sure I was still out. Actually, this did a lot to make me sober up. I realized I could have some fun in this situation. Where I was sitting was actually hard to see my eyes clearly and because my head was laying back, most thought I was passed out.

Someone announced they were going to play a version of musical chairs to see who got to dance with the girls. Lisa came over to see if I was going to get in on the game, and I kind of rolled my eyes open then shut and she (like the rest) assumed I was pretty much out of it. She walked back over to the group and Ron was explaining the rules. All of the guys would sit facing out in a circle. The girls would circle around the chairs and when the music stopped they had to sit on the lap of the first guy they could. Since there were 23 guys sitting in a circle it was easy to begin with. Each time, the guy whose lap was used would move out of the circle until it got down to less guys than girls. The final 4 guys eventually got to dance with the girls for the next song.

I know I was shitfaced, but this was clearly a way to have the girls sit on laps and maybe grope them, and nothing more. I was having trouble keeping from laughing, but it was important I seemed passed out. They turned the lights up just a bit, and the music started. Around and around the girls went. The music stopped and boom, the girls dove for the nearest lap. In the process I could see the guys reach and cup boobs and run their hands up legs and you name it. Lisa was walking around where I could see her and the music stopped. In an instant she was on Jerrys lap. She sat there and he began humping up and down and acting like he was having an orgasm. Everyone was laughing and enjoyed the show. Jerrys hands were busy trying to get under Lisa’s dress and she was managing to fend them off fairly well. A couple of times, I saw her pussy hair before the music started again. She stood, helped by Jerrys hands cupping her boobs and pushing her up. Around she went again.

Then I noticed Fred had unzipped his pants and hauled out his cock. He kind of cupped his hands around it, and at a glance it looked like he just had his hand cupped in his lap. Around the corner came Lisa. The music stopped and she backed into Freds lap. I know she did not see his cock before she leaned forward to sit on his lap. As she was dropping to his lap, I saw his hands pull her dress up in the back and she sat down. Talk about a perfect aim. I am assuming Lisa was pretty wet anyway from all that had been going on. But the look on her face was incredible. Her eyes got the size of hubcaps as Fred held her in place with his hands on her hips. She immediately tried to jump off his cock which I knew was in her cunt. But everytime she tried to get up he would pull her back and say “wait for the music”. Taking the cue, Dennis decided to change the record and announced it would be a second. In the meantime, Lisa was doing everything she could to get off Fred’s cock. She did not want to make a scene in front of the rest of them, and she did not think the other wives knew about what Fred was doing. All of her jostling about and her attempts to get up merely succeeded in her raising up and sitting down and up and down and so on and so forth and I watched as Fred’s eyes kind of rolled back in his head and he pulled her onto his cock finally and held her firmly there. I am certain he was pumping his cum into her. Lisa’s eyes were looking back and forth like she was looking for an escape route. Most of the other guys knew what was going on and were watching intently. The other wives were laughing and giggling and I am pretty sure oblivious to what Fred was doing to my wife. Finally, I saw Freds hands drop from Lisa’s waist. I knew he had filled her with cum. A few moments later and the music started again. Lisa got up and walked around in a sort of trance.

Soon the eliminations were done, and Lisa and the other 3 girls chose their partners. The song was a slow one and Lisa was dancing with Dennis. He is one of 3 black guys that work in our area of the plant. He is probably the biggest too. Lisa is very fair skinned and next to Dennis, she stood out. Her dress was light Yellow too, so they were easy to see on the dance floor. The 4 couples were over in a corner of the dance floor and it was as if they had all moved into one small area. Pretty soon, 3 of the couples kind of moved away and I saw why they had grouped up. The other 3 wives and their partners had been looking at Lisa who was on her knees with Dennis’ cock in her mouth. I nearly sat bolt upright. I could see Dennis was cupping the back of Lisa’s head and pulling her head toward his cock. He was looking down at her as he fucked her mouth. It looked like she was trying to push away, but she was clearly no match for Dennis. Soon I saw his head fly back and he started jerking. It was obvious he was shooting his load in her mouth. Damn, I was glad I had the forethought to put a pillow on my lap. I had the biggest hardon I had ever had in my life. It looked like Dennis was pumping a gallon down Lisa’s throat. Then he released his hold on her head, and she kind of slumped back against the wall. I could hear her gasping to get her breath. She coughed a couple of times and I saw her lean forward and get to her feet. She walked over toward me wiping the back of her hand against her mouth. She was swaying from one side to the other. Before she got to where I was seated, the next song began and she was whisked back onto the dance floor.

Someone handed her a drink as she danced and she drank it down. I could hear her laughing again. I was surprised. I also heard one of the other wives talking to her husband telling she thought it was disgusting and they should leave right away. He was doing his best to keep peace and agree while at the same time he was trying to get her to stay so he could at least watch. Lisa was the only wife there that was getting this attention. Of course I was the only husband there that was passed out as well.

Lisa was caressed and groped and fingered and had her dress pulled up more times than I could count. Eventually the other wives all became aware of what was going on and they demanded their husbands take them home. ( I know for a fact they were all groped as well, but not like Lisa. ) With them gone, it was only seconds before I saw Lisa pulled across an ottoman. In no time, I saw a cock buried in her mouth and one in her cunt. From that point on it was take turns. The lights had been turned up where they were working her over and in between guys I eventually could see her cunt was filled to overflowing with cum. Then I saw another ass pounding away. Then another, and another. Chuck was telling Jerry that her ass was super tight. Then Jerry was on her. I assumed he had his cock in her ass too. She had a cock in her mouth non stop, and I lost track of how many guys came in her mouth. But I could hear her swallowing loudly and knew she was taking it all the way.

Eventually the guys began leaving. It was quite late. I finally saw Lisa head off to the bathroom and a while later come out and tell the remaining few she had to get her hubby home. Dennis, the big black guy talked her into one more blow job for the road. She set her purse down and laid her coat over the arm of a chair and reaching over she unzipped his pants and bent over and took his cock in her mouth. She jacked him off with her hand and kept the end of his cock in her mouth. Soon I saw him tense and jerk a few time and I saw her swallowing all the while her cheeks were sucked in like she was really sucking him dry.

“Thats all folks” she said as she gathered up her purse and coat. She asked if a couple of the guys could give her a hand getting me to out car. They did, and with me in the passengers seat and Lisa who was now fairly sober acting behind the wheel, I watched as Jerry stood outside our car on her side and jacked off. As he was getting close I heard him say, “Ok, get ready” and Lisa who had rolled the window down leaned out and opened her mouth wide. She was inches from the end of his cock as it started to shoot. He quickly moved forward and she stayed glued to the end of his cock until he pulled away with a deflated cock. “Thanks babe” he said as she started the car and backed out of the driveway.

The next morning, I questioned her about what happened. The boys got a little carried away, she told me, and I got felt up a few times on the dance floor, but they were all pretty well behaved she said.

One of these days, she will tell me really what happened. Until then, I guess I will have to get her into more situations like that one just to see when she will finally tell me.

I love Susan very much and respect her as a person, but I have to admit that what first caught my eye were these huge, firm 34-D’s on such a tiny girl. We’ve been married a little over five years, and have had a great marriage — until now. Susan has a much older sister, Linda, who looks completely different from Susan.

Linda is tall and skinny (not thin — skinny), probably 5’10″ or 5’11″, with no ass or tits. Anyway, Linda is a very successful realtor living in San Diego, and we hadn’t seen her since our wedding day. We exchanged Christmas cards and photos, and the sisters called each other, but that was it, until last month. I don’t get to travel as often as I used to (damned FAX machines!), so when I was assigned a trip to San Diego, I called Susan right away and suggested she join me so she could visit her sister.

Susan wanted to surprise Linda so we didn’t announce our arrival, and instead, we just drove to her house, walked up to the front door, and rang the bell. There was no answer. Susan suggested we look around back in case Linda was in the pool or gardening. As we approached the high privacy fence around the pool area, we heard voices.

Both Susan and I pushed our faces close to the fence and peeked between the redwood slats. I had never seen anything like it in my life! Linda was face down on several towels, on her knees with her ass high in the air, while this tan, young guy was ramming in and out of her cunt with the biggest cock I have ever seen on a man — and it wasn’t just long, it was thick, too. And that’s when all my troubles began! Watching Susan’s reaction to the sight before us, I could see that she was completely turned-on. A virgin when we married, she had often told me that my normal six-inch cock was perfect and that even it stretched her tight cunt at times.

I’m sure she had never even imagined a cock the size of the one plowing into her sister. I have seen more than a few x-rated videos, and the cock I was watching was bigger than any I had ever seen, even on the famous professional stars. I felt major male insecurities at that moment. I saw that this wasn’t the right time to disturb Linda and her friend and I pulled Susan away from the fence. We returned to the rental car and waited about an hour.

Later, when Linda opened the door to our knock, the two sisters had a happy, tear-filled reunion and we met Jason, the guy now living with Linda. At 20 years old, Jason was 21 years Linda’s junior, and was almost five years younger than Susan and I. He was muscle- beefy, tanned, and blonde — the perfect California stud. Over dinner, we found out that Jason had been Linda’s pool maintenance boy before he moved in with her. Linda insisted that Susan and I stay with her and Jason, so after dinner we collected our things from the hotel and drove back out to Linda’s house.

There was a note on our bed asking us to join them out at the pool. It was a beautiful night and the pool area was beautifully lit. Linda was on a chaise, her skinny body wrapped in two thin strips of red cloth passing for a bikini. Jason was in long white swim trunks, and the long, thick outline of his soft cock was clearly visible, and not missed by Susan’s blatant stare. We had had drinks before dinner and almost finished three bottles of wine with dinner, and now, Jason was keeping our glasses filled with some sweet, tropical concoction and we were not feeling any pain.

Susan, giggling the whole time, told Linda what we had seen through the fence when we had arrived that afternoon. Linda went on to tell us that the first time Jason screwed her, it had been fast and furious in the dark, and she hadn’t seen how big his cock was until it was all over.

She laughed loudly and said, “I couldn’t believe I had really taken in all that pink meat, but I had, and I wanted it again! They say it ain’t the meat but the motion, little Susie, but don’t believe them!” Then she stood and said that we were all family and didn’t need suits in her pool. She dropped the two pieces of her suit and jumped into the pool. Jason stood close to our chairs and slowly dropped his shorts. Susan was all eyes as Jason hesitated long enough to give her a good look at his merchandise and then he jumped into the pool.

I could hear Susan’s raspy breathing as she looked at me and asked, “Well, Mike, should we?” I didn’t know what to say. Skinny-dipping was something sexy that we had never tried, but I was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the sexual tension obviously growing between Jason and my wife.

Just then, Susan stood up, peeled her modest one-piece bathing suit off, and dove into the water. She was barely wet when Jason swam right over to her and put his arms around her from behind and filled his hands with my wife’s tits! Susan’s hands disappeared below the water and I watched as Jason’s smile got even bigger. “He’s crazy over little Susie’s big tits,” said Linda as she sat down on the chaise with me. “It’s the only thing he’s talked about since you two got here. And if you ask me, she’s crazy for his big cock.” I stared in disbelief as Susan turned to face Jason and kissed him passionately.

“This can’t be happening,” I said. “We’ve never fooled around before.” “Relax, Mike, what’s a harmless little fling? Especially when you’re watching? You’re in Southern California, now. Don’t spoil little Susie’s fun!” That didn’t help matters as I watched Susan and Jason climb out of the pool and lay on a towel. Susan had the head of Jason’s monstrous, erect cock in her mouth, sucking it with all her might, as Jason noisily slurped at my wife’s cunt.

Then I felt a hand on my cock. It was Linda and I was surprised to notice that my dick was as hard as a rock. She bent over and sucked me into her mouth as I continued to watch my wife’s slutty performance. After a few more minutes of sixty-nining, Jason got up and collected cushions off the lawn furniture, which he threw on the deck, and then rolled Susan onto her back on them.

He then knelt right up against my wife’s ass and pulled and hoisted her buttocks up into the air, sliding the cushions around, under her. ….. I knew what was coming next, and as much as I wanted to stop it, I couldn’t. And it wasn’t the so-so blow job that Linda was giving me that held me back. I didn’t want to cause a scene, and, most of all, I was afraid Susan wouldn’t stop if I asked her to.

By now, Susan’s legs were wide-spread and Jason was in position with his monster-cock poised at the entrance to my wife’s obviously wet cunt. Linda looked up from my prick and said, “He measures just over fourteen inches long and just over seven inches around. Magnificent, isn’t it? Don’t worry about little Susie, he’s good at what he does, and I’m betting he can bury it to his balls!” I gasped for my wife, watching Jason slowly work his giant rod into her stretched-open pussy. Susan was moaning and grunting, pounding on Jason’s back with her tiny hands. Steady, steady, Jason kept up his invasion of her tiny cunt. ….. I was waiting for Susan to yell “stop!” or scream in pain, but she didn’t.

Sooner than I thought possible, it looked like Jason had his entire length buried in my wife. She had taken it all! They laid still together for a few minutes, then after a few more moments of slow thrusting, Jason began to pound that big dick in and out of my wife’s cunt with all of his energy. He lifted his hips away, until he was almost out, and then slammed back down into her. I could hear her wet cunt slurping loudly as it succumbed to Jason’s onslaught.

Then, his tempo and power increased even more and Susan went completely wild. She was delirious with lust and passion, scraping his back with her nails, pulling his ass deeper between her legs. She was fucking him like some animal locked in mortal combat. And, then, they started to come. It wasn’t slow or gentle. It was an explosion! Susan came with a scream and almost-pained moans and gasps. Again and again, she clenched her arms and legs around Jason.

Finally, with a deep grunt, Jason tightened his asscheeks and curled his toes as he shot his cum into my wife’s cunt. I filled Linda’s mouth with my cum as I watched Jason fill my wife’s pussy with his. They laid together a few moments, catching their breathe, and then Jason began sliding his cock out of Susan’s cunt. “No!” she whimpered. He removed his dick and Susan’s cunt lips slowly closed. I watched a huge wad of Jason’s slimy cum flow out of her pussy and run down between her ass cheeks to the cushions below her. Linda stood over my wife and laughed, “He’s something, isn’t he, little sister?”

“I… I never… ohh…” Susan gasped in a soft voice. “Well, give him five minutes and a soft bed, and you will think you’ve died and gone to heaven. How about us girls switch bedrooms for the night? Mike? Is that alright with you?” I wanted to yell “No! Of course it’s not alright!” but I didn’t. Something in Susan’s eyes, the way they were almost pleading with me, stopped me from saying what I wanted to say.

Instead, I nodded a small nod, “Hey! It’s Southern California, right?” “That’s right, Mike,” said Linda, “I don’t have to ask Jason if he wants to switch. The way he’s looking at your big tits, little Susie, I know you’re in for a long night!” And she was. Linda fell asleep soon after I finished fucking her bony frame, but I laid awake in the bed listening to Jason and my wife having the time of their lives. They moaned and groaned and grunted and sighed and screamed in pleasure, time after time after time. The only actual words I heard all night was Susan pleading with Jason, “Oh, no, not my ass! Please, not there! Ow! Ow! Oh! Oh! Oh, yes! Shove it all the way in, you bastard!” It was disgusting, but it was only just beginning.

On Monday, I had to begin my sales calls for the week and Linda had to open her office, and that left Jason and Susan home alone to frolic at the pool, all day, every day. And frolic they did. I would come home to find them fucking or sucking or sleeping by the pool, Susan’s nude body covered with love bite marks and dried cum. On Tuesday, I bent to kiss Susan.

She woke up and smiled at me and said, “Today, Jason fisted me! We’re going to have to try that when we get home!” “Sure,” I said, wondering if Jason was stretching my wife’s cunt beyond recovery. Saturday finally arrived and Susan put clothes on for the first time all week.

As I put our luggage in the trunk and thanked Linda, Susan was in the foyer, her skirt up at her waist and leaning on the stairs, taking Jason’s monster up her cunt one more time for a good-bye fuck. Susan slept all the way home on the plane. Finally home and in bed together, Susan kissed me deeply.

“Thank you for this week, Mike.” “You seemed happy. What was I going to say?” “You could have said `no.’” “Would it have stopped you, Susan?” “I don’t know. I’m just grateful you didn’t say it.” “He was good.” It was a statement. “Mike, I don’t know how to tell you this without hurting you, but this last week was the best sex of my life. I have never been fucked like that before, and now I’m worried I’ll never be fucked like that, again.” “We could try.”

Thirty minutes later we rolled apart. I knew Susan had had several orgasms, but I also knew something else. “It wasn’t the same, was it, Susan?” “Maybe it was just too soon. Or, maybe-” “Or maybe it will never be the same, with me, Susan. You loved his big cock.” A tear squeezed out of her eye and she bit her lip as she nodded a tight, quick nod. “But, I love you, Mike!” “I know, Susan.” The next morning, I awoke with an idea.

“I guess we can invite your sister and Jason in for a visit, Susan.” “Sure, but Linda said she’s never been busier, and never takes any time off.” “Do you have any ideas?” “Well… I’ve been thinking. Maybe there’s a man on this side of the country that would like to fool around.” ….. Maybe you’ve seen Susan’s ad in the free paper’s classifieds. It’s been very successful, and has provided a steady stream of well-endowed men knocking on our door and fucking my wife senseless.

Wanted: A REAL man. Beautiful, petite, young woman is searching for the man with the biggest “club.” Are you that rare man who measures up? Anything less than 10″ by 6″ doesn’t. The applicant MUST pass the minimum entrance requirements, but it’s worth it. BOX FPL0927

Susan keeps very detailed and complete records. She has yet to find a stud to measure up to Jason, but she keeps looking. I keep telling myself that it’s just a phase, it’s just a phase, just a phase…