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…