share wife 1/4
Texas Hold Em
Poker has taken off in the UK as a pastime in the last couple of years, and it seems all our friends have Texas Hold’em Poker sets. We regularly play when we’re at our friend’s houses, or when we have friends here for dinner. We all normally stop over at each others houses when we have dinner parties, so we can all drink and not worry about driving.
There’s a group of eight of us who play about once a month, John and Jenny, Carl and Dawn, Steve and Kate, and me and Anna. The girls were all quite enthusiastic players, and occasionally one of them would win, but usually the men would win out. As the poker nights can be quite late affairs it’s not unusual for those that fall by the wayside to drift off to bed while the last three or four slug it out until the early hours.
At first we just played for chips, but as time went by we all got a little more confident or adventurous, and we started playing for a few quid. The idea being that we all put an agreed amount into the pot at the beginning of the night in exchange for the chips, and the winner takes the whole pot.
It worked well, it added a little edge to the games, but wasn’t overly expensive.
But slowly the size of the stake got a little higher, and higher. So what started at a couple of pounds per person, became five, then ten, etc. etc. Last night, at Johns it hit an all time high - £100 per person and with eight of us sitting down, that was a tidy little sum to the winner at the end of the night. The £100 had bought each of us 5,000 chips.
The game was no different to every other night we played. About an hour went past before the first casualty. Kate had evidently got a something good in the hole, as she started to bet heavy after the flop, and while most of us folded, Carl and Jenny matched her chip for chip. When the river card went down she went all in and Carl and Jenny both called her. Kate held a pair of tens that sat nicely with the ten and pair of kings on the street. Jenny turned over her two hearts that completed her flush, so she was out. Then Carl turned over his two cards. A king and a nine, giving him a better full house than Kate. So we lost two ladies in one go.
The game continued for a while with each of us making small gains and small wins, but slowly my pile of chips was getting smaller and smaller. In the end I went all in looking for a diamond in the river, only for a spade to drop and bust my flush. So I was down and out. I decided to sit and watch the game for a while, and at around 11.30pm Dawn went down for the final time as well. She went through to the lounge to join the other ladies leaving Anna at the table with Carl, John and Steve.
She was going well as well. Just a little ahead of the boys.
The game played on, with no really good hands coming out and no heavy betting, but Anna was slowly getting further ahead of the lads by taking less risks.
It was around 1am that the first good hands hit the table. All four of them had bet 500 on the deal. The flop drew another 500 each. Carl opened with another 500 on the turn, John and Steve both folded, and Anna called. The river card drew a 1000 from Carl, and Anna called again. They both had a full house, but Carl’s three kings beat Anna’s three queens.
The next hand opened the same way, with heavy betting on the deal and flop. This time John opened on the turn, Steve folded, Anna called, and Carl folded. The river drew a 1,000 bet from John and Anna called, turning up a full house of Aces and Kings. John just smiled and turned over four two’s.
Anna had dropped 5,000 in two hands, and her pile of chips was now smaller than John and Carls.
The next hand opened a little more sedately, with each player in for just 500 when the river card was turned. Steve opened with another 100, and Anna raised him 100. Carl called, and John raised another 100. This carried on for three rounds of betting, before they all called, and Steve picked up the pot. Three reasonably big pots in a row, and Anna had lost each of them.
The game slowed a little, there were no good hands coming again, but the boys were eating into Anna’s chips round by round. Her pile was down to about 2,000 when the next big hands hit.
Carl opened with 500, Steve folded, and John and Anna called. After the flop Carl went another 500, and John and Anna called. The next car drew 500 from Carl again, Steve folded and Anna called. The river card was turned, and Carl bet 2,000. Anna had around 500 left. She looked crestfallen. She evidently had a good hand and wanted to bet more.
"Can I buy some more chips?" she asked the lads.
Steve and John looked at Carl, who said “I’ll give you 3,000 in exchange for your blouse”.
"You’ve got to be joking" she replied.
"I never joke about poker" he replied " and lets face it, we’ve all been down the beach together, we’ve seen you in a bikini, so you shouldn’t be embarrassed."
"Yeah, but we were all together then, this time it’s just me and you guys" she replied
"Well" he said "it’s your call. I’ll give you 3,000, you give me your blouse, and we play, or your out the game."
She thought about it for a while, and then slowly unbuttoned her blouse, slipped it off and handed it to Carl. You could feel the tension in the air. It was true we had all been down the beach together, but this was somehow far more sexual — partly because her nipples were rock hard, and clearly visible through the skimpy lace cup of her bra.
Carl gave her the 3,000 and she called him.
They both had full houses, but Carl’s queens beat her jacks, and he scooped up the pot.
The game continued, with some small pots going this way and that way — Anna sitting there with the four guys, with just her little lacy bra covering her beautiful breasts. I swear they were throwing hands away from time to time to build her confidence and keep her in the game.
Anyway six or seven hands passed, when Anna opened with 300. This Carl immediately folded, but Steve and John called her. The next three cards were turned, and Anna bet another 300. Steve followed and so did John. The next card drew 300 from Anna, and Steve raised her 1,000, John followed. She was short of chips again.
"Will you let me have some more chips?" she asked Carl
He looked at her cards, and offered her 5,000 in exchange for her skirt. Reminding her that it would still only be like sitting in her bikini.
She didn’t even negotiate. She stood up, unfastened her skirt and slid it down over her hips and thighs. The guy’s eyes were glued to her knickers. They were a match for her bra, thin, lacy, and almost see through. You could easily make out her pussy hair through them.
She passed her skirt to Carl and took the chips. She raised 1,000, and Steve saw her but John raised her 2,000. Anna took a long hard look at her cards, and called him. 4,000 of her chips had already gone. Steve pushed a big pile of chips into the pot “10,000 raise” he said, Carl called him, and she was short again.
" I can’t believe you did that" she said. "why didn’t you just call? You know I can’t match your bet."
"Oh but I think you could if you wanted too" said Steve
"I don’t have enough chips" she replied
"Then buy some more" he said
"But I’ve only got my bra and knickers left" she said
"I don’t have enough to cover the bet for you" said Carl
"Ok, if I lose I’ll take my bra off" she said.
"No way" said Steve, "Whatever you bet has to be on the table, and nice though your tit’s might be, a quick look ain’t worth £800"
"You’d want me to take it off now?" she asked
"I don’t think the bra covers it." Said John. "We can see your nipples quite clearly as it is, so we wouldn’t be gaining much for the chance of you picking up the full £800"
"What do you think Anna, bra and knickers in the pot to see what we’ve got?" asked Steve.
"But it’s not the full £800, is it" she replied. "If I win you’ve each got some chips left."
"We know, but you’ll be sitting with almost all of them, So you’ll end up the winner." Carl added.
She thought about it for a while, then asked “So when I win the hand I get to put the bra and knickers back on?”
"Of course" came the reply.
She reached behind her and unclipped the bra, easing it down over her arms, and exposing her now naked tits to the other three guys. She dropped it into the pot. The she stood up, and pushed her knickers down over her hips, briefly exposing her pubic bush, before dropping them into the pot”
"I call" she said.
The five cards on the table were the Queen of Clubs, Jack of Diamonds, Ten of Clubs, Eight of Hearts, and Eight of Clubs.
Anna laid her two eight’s down — four of a kind.
Steve smiled and dropped two low clubs on the table — good but not good enough to beat Anna’s hand.
John sighed heavily “two clubs as well” he declared. Anna reached forward to claim the pot. “Not so quick” he said, “I’ve got the nine and jack — straight flush beats four of a kind, my pot I think”.
Anna was completely deflated. She had lost. She was sitting naked at the table with three of our friends, and still had to play out the rest of her chips.
John was way ahead of the game now though — he had around 36,000, Carl had about 3,000, and Steve and Anna less than a 1,000 each. But somehow the boys managed to string the game along, keeping the betting low, and Anna was picking up some chips. About thirty minutes had passed, with Anna sitting playing nude and getting more comfortable by the minute before Steve finally bit the dust. Carl went down in the next hand, leaving just Anna and John.
John had dropped a couple of thousand, and Anna was sitting with about 6,000.
"Well, Anna, it’s been fun playing for the last half hour, with you sitting there naked, but there’s just the two of us left now — what do you say we finish it all on one hand" said John
"What my 6,000 against your 34,000?" she asked.
"Not quite, I want a little side bet as well" he replied.
"What are you suggesting — I’m already naked, isn’t that enough?" she asked.
"What I was thinking was this" he replied. "You win, and you get the chips and your clothes, but if I win you dance for us for five songs, it’ll give us the chance to appreciate that sexy little body of yours properly."
"Just dancing, nothing else, just dancing." She said.
"That’s right" he replied.
"And if I win, I just take the money and my clothes?" she asked.
"That’s right" he replied.
"OK, deal the cards" she said.
Carl picked up the pack, shuffled, and dealt two cards to each player. Anna turned up the queen of diamonds and the eight of hearts, John held two sevens, hearts and spades.
Carl dealt the next three cards to the centre of the table — eight of diamonds, queen of hearts, seven of clubs. So after the flop John was ahead, with three sevens to Anna’s two pairs.
The turn was the eight of spades — Anna was holding a full house to John’s three of a kind. Then came the river card. For Anna it was a crushing sight, the only card that could give John the winning hand, the seven of diamonds.
John’s four of a kind beat Anna’s full house. He collected up the chips. “Lets go through to the lounge for the show then” he said.
In the lounge, John went straight to the CD player, and quickly programmed five songs in, then sitting on the sofa he motioned my naked wife Anna to the center of the room. He then pressed play, and the first track burst into life. Everything I Do by Bryan Adams. Anna started to sway gently to the music, slowly dancing around the room so that each of the men got a reasonable view of her naked body.
As the track faded out John stood up, and moved over to Anna — “this next dance is mine” he said, wrapping his arms around her as Romeo and Juliet by Dire Straits came on.
He held Anna tightly to him as they smooched around the room. His hands slowly sliding down her back until they cupped the cheeks of her bottom. As they dance he slowly repositioned her so that one of his legs was constantly between hers, and his hands pulled her bottom into him, so her pussy had to be rubbing up and down his thigh.
The song started to fade out, and Steve tapped John on the shoulder and took his place to claim his dance with Anna to the opening strains of Jealous Guy by Roxy Music. His hands wen straight to her bottom, and gently squeezed her cheeks, as he pulled her pussy into his leg, to continue where john had left off. Ad they danced he bent his head forward and gently nibbled and kissed Anna’s neck — which is something she really loves, and a big turn on. His hands drifted up and down her back, caressing every inch, and as he ran them up her sides he was lightly touching the curve of her breasts.
Again, as the song faded, Carl stepped in and kept Anna dancing through the fourth track — Will You by Hazel O’Connor. Again, he carried on where Steve had left off, his leg straight between Anna’s, ensuring that her pussy was rubbed up and down his thigh with every step they took. One hand reached down and gripped her bottom tight, pulling her onto his leg all the time. His other hand roamed up and down her back and side. He’d turned her ever so slightly, so one of her pert breasts was on view all the time as well, while the other was pulled tight into his chest. As he kissed her neck his hand rose slowly up, and he cupped her breast fully. They danced round and round as he massaged her breast, squeezed her bottom, and rubbed her pussy up and own his leg.
As the song faded, Carl spun her around, so that her back was towards him, and her naked breasts and pussy were facing out into the room. The hand that was previously gripping her bottom slid down till his fingers were touching her pubic hair, and his other hand wrapped around her chest and cupped her breast, with her distended nipple between his finger and thumb.
The next song started Lady in Red by Chris de Burgh. Carl carried on dancing, and Steve and John got up to join them. All three guys had there arms around her now, gently spinning her round and round, so that her breasts and nipples were constantly being touched and squeezed by different hands. Then Steve wrapped his arms around her, and his fingers disappeared between her legs. Carl bent forward slightly and took a nipple into his mouth, and John followed suit on the other breast. The dancing had stopped, but the music played on.
Anna was being ravished by my three friends in front of my eyes — and I was loving every minute of it. Steve had both hands between her legs now, and was fingering her pussy. While Carl and John worked feverishly on her nipples. They gently moved her backwards towards the coffee table, and then eased her down, so she was sitting right on the edge. Carl knelt between her legs, and pushed them open. Steve laid her back on the coffee table, so she was fully exposed, and John took one breast in his mouth and the other in his hand.
Carl’s head slipped between her thighs and his tongue licked around her pussy lips and clit. Meanwhile Steve had pushed his trousers and jockey’s down, and was rubbing his swollen cock against her lips.
Carl followed suit the other end, slipping his trousers down and running his cock up and down her pussy lips. Anna opened her mouth to say something, but never got the chance, because as soon as she did Steve pushed his cock forward and into her mouth, and at the same time Carl sank his cock into her pussy.
As Carl thrust deep into her pussy Steve got the benefit of having her head pushed deep into his groin, and his cock disappeared down her throat. John was pushing his trousers off while he continued to lick and suck at her breasts.
Carl moved slowly at first, savouring every thrust as his cock slid deep inside my wife’s pussy. Then he began to quicken his strokes, until he was hammering home every stroke like a steam train. Steve just knelt there, as Carl’s movements forced Anna’s mouth up and down his cock. When Carl rammed home, I could see the head of Steve’s cock making her throat bulge. I don’t think I’d ever been that deep in her mouth before.
Then Carl told John to move away as he pulled his cock out of her pussy and erupted all over her stomach, spurt after spurt of warm sticky semen shot over her stomach, into her pussy hair, and over her breasts. Steve pulled his cock out of her mouth and took over between her legs, and John took his place at her head.
Steve didn’t last as long as Carl had, but then he had had the benefit of a fantastic blow job as well, so it wasn’t surprising that it only took a minute or so for him to reach boiling point and add his cum to Carl’s all over her body.
Then John moved between her legs — last man up as it were. Again he started slowly, sliding his cock deep inside her and then pulling back so just the tip was left inside. He was intent on making the most of his chance to fuck my wife. His pace quickened, and as he thrust deep inside her her breasts moved back and forth up and down, and the semen from the other two slowly dribbled down her side and onto the coffee table.
His pace quickened, and soon he was fucking her with a real urgency. As he was fucking her he started to lift her up towards him, and as he pulled her into a half siting position he thrust deep inside one last time, pulled his cock out, and then shot his cum into her face, hair and breasts.
Once the guys had all fucked her, Anna headed off for a shower and to bed. We cleaned the coffee table, to hide the evidence from the other wives, and agreed that tonight had probably been a one off, but we’d love to repeat it with one of the other wives sometime if we could…
share wife 3/4
Wife gets drunk at party and gets a little more than adventurous with her husbands friends
So far John, Carl, Steve, and me have had the pleasure of group fucking my wife Anna after a late night poker game and Steve’s wife Kate while on a boy’s camping weekend. We had all agreed that we wanted to have the other two wives as well.
When we gang fucked Kate she asked if we had done the same to any of the other wives, so she knew we had fucked Anna too, and were planing to have Dawn and Jenny.
After our camping weekend, we started to think about where and when we’d get the chance to team up on either Dawn or Jenny, and the next opportunity was going to be the New Years Party at John and Jenny’s house.
Of course the one difference this time was that Kate and Anna already new that we were going to gang fuck one of the girls, and so we had a little help, and we devised a plan to draw one of the two lovely ladies into our little web. After discussing the plan with Kate and Anna, it was decided that Dawn would be our target for that night.
This is Carl’s story of the night his lovely wife was fucked by all four of us:
My wife Dawn is a very sexy little lady. Just five foot tall, but with a perfectly formed 34B-24-35 figure. She loves to dress to tease, stockings and suspenders, and either short skirts that will always give that tantalising flash of stocking top, or better still, wrap over skirts that can, and often do, get blown open to reveal her creamy thighs. She also likes to wear slinky skin-tight dresses and nothing underneath. She really hates panty lines.
I know that most of our male friends would just love to get into her knickers, you can tell by the way they let their hands roam a little whenever they get the chance of a slow dance with her, and the way they look at her.
It was New Year Eve, and this year, instead of going out on the town we had been invited over to our friend’s house for a small dinner party. Dawn took her time selecting her clothes for the evening. Seamed black stockings, a pair of thin, almost transparent black knickers, a matching bra, a sheer black blouse, and a black floral wrap over skirt.
I watched her as she dressed. She looked stunning. She took her time with the stockings, ensuring that the seam was completely straight. Then pulled her knickers on. You could plainly see her light brown bush through the knickers, and I also know that from the right angle you could see her pussy lips as well. The bra was tight and transparent too. It cupped her small and beautiful breasts and her nipples were plainly visible. Once the blouse was added, you could see the outline of her bra, and I knew that if she got either cold or excited her nipples would be easy to see. Finally she wrapped the skirt around her waist, and tied the ends into a single bow.
We headed of to John and Jenny’s house, and when we got there found that the other two couples, Steve and Kate, Stuart and Anna had already arrived.
John was my oldest friend, and probably the one that lusted after Dawn the most. He had a reputation as a ladies man, and Jenny was the latest in a long line of live in lovers. She was a fine looking woman, about five seven, and shapely. She was dressed in a knee length skirt and a loose fitting blouse that was cut quite low, exposing her very curvaceous bust. I would guess that she was about a 38D, with a waist and hips that were perfectly in tune with her height and bust.
Steve and Kate had been friends with John and I for several years, Steve was a quiet unassuming sort of guy, whereas Kate was a bit of a party animal, as we had experienced too the full when we gang fucked her in the woods in the summer. She was wearing a short mini skirt, and tight tee-shirt style top.
Then there was Stuart and Anna, Anna was a similar build to Jenny, and was wearing a flowing knee length dress, which was also nicely cut to give more than a hint of cleavage. She was a bit of an exhibitionist, and it was at one of our regular poker nights at their house that we first gang fucked one of our lovely ladies. Anna was never much good at cards, and didn’t really understand the rules, so engineering it to get her tipsy and then naked hadn’t been too hard. The fact that we all got to fuck her was an added bonus that we hadn’t planned for.
We all sat down for dinner, and the wine and beer flowed freely. As it was New Years Eve, we were all staying over so there wasn’t any problems over who could drink or drive. By the end of the meal we were all a little tipsy.
I had also found out that Jenny was wearing stockings and suspenders under her skirt, because it had a split seam up the side I was sitting and as she moved during dinner it had ridden up her legs giving me lovely view of her stocking top and a suspender.
After dinner we decided to play a drinking game called “You Bet”. The idea of the game was that as each person took a go, rolling two special dice, the roll of the dice would lead to a “dare” card being turned over. Each player also had a pile of “Yes” and a pile of “No” cards. We each then had to predict how many people would agree to do the dare, and how many would say they wouldn’t do it. Every player placed a “Yes” or “No” card face down in front of them. The predictions were read out, and then the yes and no cards turned over.
If you predicted the right number, you were a winner, and nothing happened. If you predicted less, or more, then you were potentially a loser. Those that predicted less had to drink a shot of spirit, whereas those that predicted a higher number had to carry out the dare.
We started by using the dare cards that came with the game. They were pretty tame, and after a few rounds had passed, and we were all the other side of several shots, we decided to add our own dares to the game, to spice it up a little.
Obviously, Kate and Anna were already aware that this game was to lead into us all fucking dawn, so it was no surprise that the majority of the new dares all had a sexual flavour to them.
The first of the new dares was to “flash your bottom” to the room. We all made our predictions and then turned over the cards. Kate was the out and out loser of this bet. She had predicted five, whereas everyone else had predicted four. So she stood up, turned so her back was to us and slowly lifted her short skirt up and over her knickers, before slipping the knickers down to flash her bottom.
This sort of set the tone for the rest of the evening, as her brief exposure of her peachy bottom didn’t draw any bad reaction from the other girls.
The next dare was “remove a piece of clothing”. Stuart and I had predicted correctly, whereas Jenny, Kate and Anna all got shots. John, Steve, and Dawn had lost that bet. John and Steve both slipped out of their shirts. Dawn reached up behind her back, and unclipped her bra before pulling it out from under her blouse. Now the blouse was almost see through, and we could all see the outline of her breasts and nipples against the thin material.
"Remove a piece of clothing from a member of the opposite sex without using your hands" was next. Steve and I predicted correctly, and sat and watched as Jenny and Kate took another shot each. We decided that the four losers should remove each other’s clothes, and that Anna and Stuart were not allowed to remove each other’s. Anna started with John, and struggled to unfasten his belt with her mouth. Then she got her teeth onto his zip and pulled it down, before wrestling with the fastener. She won through though, and pulled his trousers down around his ankles.
Dawn followed Anna’s example, and removed Stuart’s trousers.
Now it was the boys turn. John asked Anna to stand up and after looking her up and down for a few seconds he knelt in front of her and his head disappeared beneath her dress. A few seconds later he had her knickers down around her ankles.
Stuart asked Dawn to stand, and after trying, and failing, to unfasten her blouse buttons with his teeth, he followed John’s example and pulled her knickers off with his teeth.
"Give another player a body shot" was next. Everyone got a shot on that one, as we all under predicted, and no one ended up doing the dare.
"Allow another player to take a body shot" came next, Kate and I lost that one. Jenny and Steve had to take shots anyway, but Kate and I had to take them off each other. We had a little debate, and decided that the shots should be taken from each other’s chest. I lay down and Kate unfastened my shirt and pushed it of before pouring a shot across both my nipples and sucking it down.
Then I pulled her tight tee shirt up over her head, exposing her bra-less breasts before pouring my shot over her breasts and licking them dry.
At this point, Steve and I were left wearing our trousers and boxers. Stuart had his shirt and boxers, and John just his boxers. Anna had lost her knickers, Kate was topless, dawn had lost her bra and knickers, but Jenny was fully dressed.
The evening was going well, and the atmosphere was becoming sexually charged, but we needed to push on and up the ante if we were going to get to fuck Dawn.
We had agreed earlier, with Kate and Anna, that one of them should take Jenny off and out of the way before things got too far down the line. With Kate becoming the first of the girls to have her tits exposed to us all, she decided that it was time for bed, and Jenny didn’t take much prompting to head off with her.
So that left Anna and Dawn to continue playing the game.
"Rub ice cubes on someone’s nipples" was the next dare drawn out. Dawn was obviously no longer completely in touch with all her faculties, and over estimated the number of players that would do that, as did Steve. So they lost. John placed the ice bucket in the middle of the room. Dawn went first, picking up a couple of ice cubes and rubbing them around Steve’s nipples until they melted. Then it was his turn to cool her nipples down. He pulled out some ice cubes, and siting behind Dawn reached around and cupped her breasts with his hands full of ice. He massaged her breasts with the ice cubes until they melted. When he took his hands away her black blouse had gone completely see through, and her nipples were rock hard with the cold.
"Let another player remove a piece of your clothing" Obviously we were intent on getting Dawn naked, and Anna was fully aware of our plans. As if we were telepathic, we ended up in the fine position that both Dawn and Anna lost. Anna went first, and slowly unbuttoned Dawn’s blouse and slipped it from her shoulders. My wife’s breasts were now exposed to my friends for the first time.
Then Dawn stood behind Anna and slowly pulled the zipper down on her dress, before pushing it off her shoulders to expose her bra clad breasts. But as Anna had already lost her knickers, her lovely blond bush soon came into view, framed by a black suspender belt and stockings. Anna was now naked except for her bra, stockings and suspenders. Probably to Dawn’s surprise, she just calmly sat down for the next round.
"Allow the other players to kiss you" was next. Dawn lost again. So we would all get to kiss her for two minutes. I went first, pulling her to me and gently massaging her breast as I kissed her. John was next. He pulled her forward as he sat down on the sofa, forcing her to straddle his legs as she sat on his lap. Her wrap over skirt fell open, and while we couldn’t see anything, we all knew that her naked pussy was now rubbing up his boxer clad dick. When he pushed her up and off him, you could see his rock hard dick straining at his boxers. Steve followed my example and massaged her breasts while kissing her, and Stuart copied John’s manoeuvre, but also massaged her breasts.
Dawn went to sit down to play the next round when Anna piped up “you’ve forgotten someone” and she then pushed Dawn backwards over the arm of the sofa. As Dawn fell backwards across Stuart again her skirt fell open, exposing her pussy to the room, Anna knelt down between her legs, looked up and said, “I think I’ll try her other lips” and buried her head between her legs.
Now we were cooking on gas, a little light lesbian pussy licking for the delight of the boys. Stuart’s hands went back to her breasts as Anna worked on her pussy.
When the two minutes were up, a very flustered Dawn sat down again to play the next round.
"Let the players on either side of you gently bite your nipples" Anna lost this one, and as she was sitting between John and, we both set about slipping her bra off so we could get at her nipples. Two minutes of gentle nibbling and sucking had her panting for more.
So now we were sitting there with Anna wearing just her stockings and suspenders and Dawn wearing her skirt, stockings and suspenders.
"Measure your neighbours vital statistics" This was what we had been waiting for. Stuart, Steve and Anna lost on this one, and that meant that everyone was going to be measured.
Anna started with John, measuring his chest, then his waist, and then pulling his boxers off to measure his hips and inside leg, before stretching the tape down the length of his cock.
Stuart went next and took great pleasure in pulling Anna’s stockings and suspenders off before measuring her bust, waist, and hips. Then he had her open her legs and stretched the tape measure up so I could measure her inside leg, nuzzling my hand as far into her moist pussy as I could.
Steve then pulled Dawn to her feet. Steve stood behind her and reaching round her took great care to make sure the tape was just under her breasts. Then to get the cup size, he measured again, over the top of her breasts. The tape kept slipping off her erect nipples, so Steve had Stuart hold it in place by cupping her breasts while he read the measurement.
Then he unfastened the wrap over skirt, and let it slip to the floor, and quickly measured her waist and hips, before moving to her inside leg.
Stuart took the tape, and measured up her leg, pushing the side of his hand gently into her pussy and gave a measurement. Steve then took the tape, and measured the other leg, again working his hand back and forth over her pussy as he measured. Strangely he came up with a different length. So they swapped legs, and measured again. This time as Stuart slid the tape up her thigh with his index finger, his middle finger slipped slightly between her lips. Stephen ran his tape up the other leg and Dawn had the tips of two other men’s fingers dipping between her pussy lips. They adjusted the tapes several times before they got two measurements that were the same, and when they pulled their hands away I could see just a hint of Dawn’s sticky love juices on their fingertips.
Finally Anna pulled my trousers and boxers off and without bothering to measure anything else ran the tape over my now erect cock.
"Blind Forfeit" was the next dare — the losers would have to take the next forfeit in the pile, without knowing what it was. The two girls lost and the dare was turned over. It couldn’t have been better if it had been planned. "Demonstrate four sexual positions" was the dare, with two naked women and four naked men.
Anna announced that she liked to be in control, and went over to John, sat astride his legs facing him, and started to grind her pussy into his dick — we watched as it hardened underneath her ride. The two minutes flew by, and when she got off poor John had a rock hard cock covered in her juices. It’s fair to say the rest of us were rising to the occasion too.
Dawn said she preferred it from behind, and knelt down in front of me. I guess she thought I’d pretend to fuck her from behind, but that wasn’t my plan. As she pushed her self backward towards me I slipped my cock between her pussy lips, grabbed her hips, and pulled her hard onto me.
She gasped in surprise and tried to pull away, but I held her firm and started to rock back and forth as I fucked my wife in front of my friends.
Meanwhile Anna had adopted a similar position, bent over in front of Steve, but she had gone one better, and had Stuart’s cock in her mouth as well.
I lifted Dawn’s head so she could see what her friend was doing, and called John over. He knelt at Dawn’s head and offered his rock hard cock to her lips, which she parted and slowly sucked him in.
So there we were, two of us top and tailing my wife, and two of us top and tailing Anna.
Seeing my wife’s lips wrapped round another mans cock was very erotic, and I quickened my pace, fucking her harder and harder. Every time I slammed into her she rocked forward and John’s cock slipped deeper and deeper into her mouth. After a few minutes of frantic fucking I sank myself deep inside her and shot my load into her wet and warm pussy.
As I withdrew from her pussy Stuart took my place behind her and slipped his cock into my wife. I took his place in front of Anna and as Stuart enjoyed my wife’s pussy his wife sucked my cock clean from me.
Steve was fucking Anna very slowly, and like me he was watching as John got a blowjob and Stuart fucked Dawn.
Stuart was taking long deep strokes, and had reached forward and under dawn to hold her swaying tits as he fucked her. I could see streaks of my cum on his cock as it pistoned in an out of my wife’s pussy. Then I watched as his bum cheeks tensed and he sank his cock deep in her pussy to add his cum to mine. Dawn swallowed John’s cock and moaned as she came in unison with Stuart.
Steve withdrew from Anna and moved up behind Dawn, slipping his cock into her pussy, while John continued to gently push his cock back and forth into her mouth.
Steve had been gently fucking Anna for about ten minutes before taking his turn with Dawn, so it wasn’t really surprising that he was very quickly ploughing deep and hard into my wife’s pussy as he neared his own orgasm.
Meanwhile my cock was rock hard again as a result of Anna sucking on it, so I rolled her on the back, slipped between her legs and pushed my cock deep inside her wet and warm pussy. Stuart knelt at his wife’s head and she started to suck on his limp and sticky dick as I began to screw her slowly.
Steve shot his load of spunk deep inside Dawn and then as he swapped places with John they rolled Dawn onto her back before John got what he had long wished for as he parted Dawn’s pussy lips with his cock for the first time.
He fucked her with long deep strokes, savouring every second, as he sank his cock deep inside her before pulling right out so the tip of his cock rested on her lips before pushing deep inside her again. Then he started to quicken his pace.
I matched him stroke for stroke as I fucked Anna and he fucked Dawn. Faster and faster, harder and harder, every time we slammed our cocks deep inside them their tits bounced. Stuart and Steve still had their cocks I the girls mouths as we fucked.
John groaned and sank his cock deep inside Dawn and filled her with his cum. All four of us had cum deep inside her.
Watching John shoot his load inside Dawn triggered my own orgasm, and I came deep inside Anna.
Once I had withdrawn Stuart took my place between his wife’s legs and started to fuck her earnestly while I sat and watched as Steve moved back between Dawns legs to fuck her for a second time.
Steve and Dawn rolled over while they were fucking so Dawn was on top, and she started to ride him hard, bouncing up and down on his cock with his hands cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. She came hard as she rode him fast, and then sat up and forced him deep inside her before starting to ride him gently.
At this point John moved behind her and as she slowly ground herself up and down on Steve’s cock John was kissing hr and caressing her boobs. He gently pushed her forward, reached down between them, and carefully worked his cock inside her pussy, alongside Steve’s so her pussy was now stretched wide with two hard cocks inside her.
Dawn was knelt above Steve, with both Steve and John slowly grinding their cocks in and out of her pussy. There was an amazing look of pleasure on her face, and I could see the effect of every stoke in her face and eyes.
I knelt before her and pushed the tip of my cock against her lips, which parted and I began to slowly fuck her mouth as she was being fucked by two of my friends.
Steve and John had found a rhythm now, with one pushing deep inside her as the other withdrew, and they started to increase the pace and force of their thrusts.
Dawn came again, while she was impaled on both their cocks, and I don’t know which of them came first, but Steve and John both followed her closely, adding two more loads of spunk deep in her pussy.
As she sat astride Steve I unloaded my balls for the third time, this time into my wife’s waiting mouth.
While the three of us had been concentrating on this final act with Dawn, Stuart and Anna had been fucking and watching and Stuart had added his spunk to mine deep in his wife’s pussy.
Dawn and Anna headed off to the bathroom to get cleaned up and the four of us sat and talked over another couple of beers about that nights adventure and about how we were going to get into Jenny’s knickers…
To be continued…
share wife 2/4
It’s Good To Share
A wife, a picnic table, and four drunken friends – a good time was had by all.
In an earlier story I told how three of my friends ended up dancing with and fucking my beautiful wife Anna. Well after that night, the thought of repeating the experience with the other wives was always a topic that came up whenever we were out drinking on our own.
Here’s how we all got to take good care of Steve’s wife Kate, as told by Steve:-
The weekend was here at last, we had arranged to go out for a boys weekend in the country – a spot of walking, maybe some swimming, a considerable amount of drinking and of course some eating, camping overnight (mainly to sober up), before travelling home the next day.
On the Saturday morning we were up bright and early, and we each packed our overnight bags. Kate was going out clubbing with her friend, so she was travelling fairly light. A short skirt, crop top, skimpy bra and knickers went into the bag, together with all her make-up, lotions and potions. She also put a mini skirt and t-shirt top in to travel home on Sunday. She was wearing a pair of shorts, loose blouse, bra and knickers.
We set off, and after driving for about an hour, we got a call from her friend to say her mother had been taken into hospital, and she was going to have to cancel. So now we had a dilemma. I didn’t have time to take her home and meet the guys for the trip, and anyway she had no where to go.
So it looked as if we were both going to miss out. Anyway, I called Paul, and told him the bad news, and was a little surprised when he suggested that she come with us. I told him she wouldn’t go for it, but he suggested I ask, so I did.
I explained to her that we were meeting at a remote car park, in the dales, and would be hiking about three hours before setting up camp near a lake where we would camp there for the night before hiking back the next day.
To my surprise she agreed to come along, rather than spoil my weekend.
The guys were pleasantly surprised to see how Kate was dressed when we arrived, and while each of us took it in turns to lead the hike, the other three always followed behind Kate, watching her cute arse in those tight shorts.
We pushed on up and down the hills, on a warm summer day, and reached the lakeside at about 1pm.
We cracked open the beers from the cooler and drank as we pitched the tent. We were all joking about whose sleeping bag Kate was going to share that night, and volunteering to keep her warm. She took the ribbing in good part as we set up camp and had another couple of beers and a bite to eat.
Then we announced that we were going down to the lake for a swim. Kate pointed out that she didn’t have a suit with her, and was greeted with a chorus of “neither do we” from the four of us as we raced of towards the lake stripping our shirts and shorts off on the way. Soon Kate was staring at four naked arses as we ran into the lake for a swim.
"I’m not stripping off for you lot to ogle" she said, and she went into the tent and came out again a couple of minutes later wearing her shorts and just her bra. She came down to the water and joined us for a swim. The bra wasn’t anything fancy, just a plain white one, and even when it was wet it kept her nipples from view, although you could see their rock hard outline poking through a little bit.
We all messed and swam for an hour or so before getting out and Kate made nothing of walking back to the camp with four naked men and she got a pretty good look at us all as we dried off outside the tent before she went inside to change.
When she came back out she had the short skirt and crop top on. I knew then that we were in for a treat that night.
We cooked up a meal and settled down to eat and drink the night away.
Sitting down on the floor like that Kate couldn’t keep her knickers out of view. It didn’t matter which way she turned, or moved, one of us would keep getting a flash now and then, and as the night air cooled, her nipples hardened again under her skimpy crop top. We were shifting some alcohol between us, and chatting over old times, hunting trips and the like, when Paul started on about when we had been out hunting deer and how we had to hang them from branches in the tree’s to stop foxes getting at them during the night.
Kate made some funny remark about men and ropes and their fantasies and suddenly the talk turned to sex, and centred around Kate. They were asking all sorts of questions about what she liked and didn’t like, and she was giving as good as she got with a drunken bravado. Eventually they got her to admit she’d thought about bondage in the past, but never tried it, and that the thought of being tied down and at someone’s mercy turned her on.
Paul suggested that we should try tying her up then, to see if she enjoyed it.
"You guys wouldn’t dare." She said. Well it was the wrong thing to say really. An attractive woman out in the woods on a hot summers night with four blokes, and all five of us the other side of some serious drinking.
"Come on guys," said Paul, and he made a grab for Kate. She seemed to sober up at that point, and realised that maybe she had pushed too far. She slipped out of Paul’s reach, and went to get up. But John and Carl were too quick for her, and by the time she had made her feet, they each had hold of one of her arms. Paul grabbed her legs, and they lifted her off the ground and started to carry her to the nearest tree.
"Grab the ropes" Paul shouted to me, and without thinking I picked them up and followed them to the table. Paul dropped her legs to the ground, and giving her a quick tap behind the knees, which made her kneel down. John and Carl stretched her arms above her head as Paul took one of the ropes from me and tied her wrists together. Then he threw the end of the rope over a branch and the three of them pulled the rope over until Kate was standing on tip toe, with her arms stretched high above her head.
The short skirt she was wearing just about covered her dignity, and her breasts were thrusting against the tight crop top she was wearing.
"So you thought you could tease us all night without any payback" said Paul "you’re not so cocky now are you – all tied up and nowhere to go. We’ll just leave you hanging around for awhile while we have another beer". We made our way back to the campfire, with Kate shouting all kinds of abuse at us as we left her hanging there, standing on tiptoes.
"If you carry on shouting like that we’ll have t find a way of shutting you up," said Paul. Then he turned to me and quietly asked, "How far do we go?"
In my drunken state, all I could think about was my lovely little wife taking four dicks, just like Paul’ wife Anna had done after the poker game “We’ve all been talking about us fucking another of the wives, so tonight we can all have Kate” I replied.
He didn’t ask again. “Let’s shut her up,” he said, and the three of them went back to my wife. “You gonna be quiet?” he asked her.
"Not till you let me down" she replied.
"Well then, we have a problem don’t we" he said. "We won’t get you down till you’re quiet, and you won’t shut up till we get you down. I guess we’ll have to gag you."
"Let’s stuff her knickers in her mouth" cried John.
Not for the first time, my wife said, “You wouldn’t dare”, and not for the first time she was wrong. As she struggled against her ropes, and made it as difficult as she could, John pulled her skirt up, took hold of her knickers and pulled them off. Now she was hanging there with her hairy pussy exposed to the four of us, and after John rolled her knickers into a ball he forced them into her mouth to muffle her cries.
"Lovely pussy" said Carl, "I bet those tits are nice and firm too" and with that he unfastened the halter neck on Kate’s crop top, and peeled it down to expose her taught breasts. He pulled it down and off her body, then unzipped her skirt and pulled that off too, leaving her hanging there naked and gagged.
"Lets have her on the picnic table then" said Paul, "grab her legs boys." John and Carl followed Paul’s order, and took a leg each. Paul unfasten the rope from the tree, and keeping her hands bound together, they lifted her over to the picnic table.
I could see a look of fear in Kate’s face now. I think it had dawned on her that the guys were now out of control, and I wasn’t going to intervene to save her. She struggled valiantly, but they got her laid on the table, and Paul soon had her hands tied tightly down. John and Carl were still holding her legs, stretching them open, and Paul tied first one, and then the other to different legs on the picnic table.
Kate was stretched out over the table, her head hanging down over one side, and her legs wide open the other end. Paul knelt between her legs, and started to lick at her pussy lips. Meanwhile John and Carl were both sucking on one of her tits.
I decided to join in, and slipped out of my shorts – my seven-inch dick was rock hard. I walked over to the table, pulled the knickers out of her mouth, and slipped my dick in. She still couldn’t speak, but now she was being used sexually like she had never been used before.
As I started to pump my cock in and out of Kate’s mouth, I looked down between her legs to see Paul’s tongue darting in and out of her pussy. He looked up and saw me. “She’s getting all wet and ready down here.” He said. John and Carl were still sucking on her nipples as well.
Seeing three other men using my wife was a hell of a turn on for me. Knowing that she was enjoying it as well made it even better. I pushed my dick deep into her mouth till I could feel her nose nudging my balls, then told the other three to get naked for a gangbang.
They didn’t need telling twice. They all stepped out of their shorts, and for the second time today my wife had four naked men around her. The only difference was that this time she was tied naked and helpless to a picnic table. I was already fucking her face, and there was no doubt in my mind that we were all going to fuck her before the night was out.
Paul stepped back between Kate’s legs. His rock hard dick standing proud in front of him. “I’ve wanted to fuck Kate since the first day I met her, but never thought I’d get the chance.” He said, as he gently nudged his dick against her wet and waiting pussy.
Slowly, oh so slowly, he edged it into her pussy. Gently easing it in and out, in and out, with each thrust taking it a little deeper. Soon the head of his dick was out of sight, and my wife’s pussy lips were wrapped around another mans cock for the first time since we were married.
As his dick slipped deeper into her pussy I fucked her face harder and deeper. I could feel the tip of my dick hitting the back of her throat as I fucked her face.
Paul’s cock slid slowly from view and as he finally got fully embedded in her pussy I pulled my cock from her mouth and erupted a stream of come into her mouth and face. She swallowed all the cum that was in her mouth, and the rest was over her cheeks and in her hair.
I stepped away from the picnic table and grabbed a beer. John took my place at the top of the table and offered his cock to my wife. She opened her mouth and he pushed forward.
Have you ever watched a woman sucking a man? I hadn’t. I’d seen porn films of course, but this was the real thing. This was my wife laid there, with two of my best friends fucking her. Paul was slamming his cock into her now, fast and furious. Every stroke bringing his cock to the very edge of her pussy before thrusting hard and fast to bury himself to the hilt in her sweet pussy. John was just stood there letting Kate suck his dick. He was pushing it deep into her mouth, slowly and rhythmically. You could see her cheeks bulge out when his dick didn’t go straight down her throat. I found that a very sexy sight.
Paul was getting close to blowing his load, I could see it in his face, and his thrusts became slower and more deliberate, as he fulfilled his fantasy of fucking my wife. Then his arse cheeks tightened, and he sank his dick right up to the hilt in her tight pussy as he came. He stayed between her legs for a few seconds after he filled her pussy with his seed before pulling out.
Her pussy was puffed and red, and I could see his semen leaking out and down over her cheeks onto the picnic table.
Carl took Paul’s place between her thighs, and sank his cock into her waiting pussy. John had obviously been holding back while Paul was finishing his fucking of Kate, because when Paul moved away from her he upped the pace at which he was fucking her face. Time and time again he pulled his cock right out of her mouth so that only the head was resting on her lips, before pushing it right back down her throat again. He was leaning forward gripping her tits with both hands as he slid in and out of her mouth.
Carl started to fuck her pussy at the same pace, so as John slammed his dick into her throat Carl was buried to the hilt in her pussy. They both seemed to be thrusting deeper ands faster, as if they were trying to get their dick’s to meet in the middle.
John was the first to come, with his dick halfway down Kate’s throat he shot his load of spunk deep inside her. She couldn’t swallow it as fast as he was pumping it, and she gagged on his cock and spunk seeped out of her mouth and down her cheeks. When he finished shooting his load he pulled his dick out of her mouth and joined me a Paul for a beer as we watched Carl continue to fuck Kate.
Kate had cum all over her face and in her hair, and it looked fantastic, as we watched her tied and helpless as Carl plunged his dick deep inside her. His pace continued to quicken, then he pulled out just as he came. The first spurt of his cum hit her pussy lips full on, and the rest arced up over her stomach and tits.
When he stopped pumping his spunk all over my lovely wife, Carl joined us and grabbed a beer. “Okay guys, let me up” called my wife. “Shut the fuck up” said Paul. “You should have realised by now that you’re our fuck toy now, and we’ll let you go when we are good and ready, and not before”
We all went back to our beer and Paul asked if I was OK with what had just happened. Sure I replied it’s been a fantasy of mine for a long time to see Kate gang fucked, and spit roast. Carl and John both joined in the conversation, and we talked about the finer points of fucking in general, and Kate in particular, as we downed our beers.
"Come on boys" called Kate, "I’m thirsty and uncomfortable. Untie me"
Paul stood up and picked up the bottle of wine we’d opened for her earlier. “Well if you’d like a little drink, I’ll bring you the wine”
He held the bottle to her mouth and poured wine in until she started to cough.
"If you’re going to spit it out we may as well waste the rest of it" and her poured the wine over her face and body washing away our cum. Then he moved to the other end of the table and placed the wine bottle at her pussy lips.
"How much do you think she can take?" he asked. Kate strained her head up and looking straight at Paul begged him not to use the bottle on her.
"Five say’s you can’t get it past the shoulder label of the bottle" said Carl.
"Any raise on five" asked Paul.
"Ten says the main label won’t get sticky from her" added John.
"What do you think?" Paul said, looking directly at me.
"My money’s on getting the label sticky" I replied.
We gathered round the table as Paul started to ease the neck of the bottle into Kate’s pussy. It wasn’t that long since Paul and Carl had had their dicks up her pussy, and she was still wet and sticky, so the bottle slid in quite easily. It quickly reached the shoulder of the bottle, and Paul gently worked it round and round until her pussy was wet and wide enough for the bottle to slip deeper.
"Get your money out Carl" he said, as he worked it deeper.
Six inches of bottle was now out of sight, and the label was getting close to her pussy lips.
"Your turn to pay up" Paul said to John, as the label started to disappear into her pussy.
Have you ever measured a wine bottle? I did when we got home. Seven and a half inches round at the shoulder label, and when the main label started to disappear inside her lips she was already taking nine inches in depth and the full ten inch circumference of the bottle.
Paul was now slowly fucking her with the bottle, Kate was moaning quietly, probably through a mixture of pain and pleasure. About half the label was now pushing in and out of her pussy. Over ten inches of bottle in both directions stretching her pussy wide as Paul fucked her with the bottle.
The four of us were again sporting rock hard dicks. Carl was the first to move, positioning himself at her head and offering her his dick to suck. Kate opened her mouth and he pushed it deep down her throat. Paul pulled the bottle out of her pussy. You could plainly see Kate’s juices streaked down the green glass of the bottle. He then invited John to fuck her. He didn’t take asking twice. He stood between her legs and slipped his cock into her stretched pussy. John and Carl started to fuck her in unison. Pulling out and thrusting deep at the same time, as if they were trying to make their dicks meet in the middle.
Again I watched avidly as Carl’s cock slid in and out of her mouth, his balls slapping against her nose as he repeatedly sank it to the hilt down her throat. I swear I could see her throat bulging each time he pushed his cock deep inside her. John was fucking her pussy, matching Carl stroke for stroke. As we had all filled her with our cum once, the second time around took longer, and Kate’s mouth and pussy took a longer and harder battering from the two of them.
John was the first to cum, ramming his dick deep into her pussy before unloading his spunk into her. I watched as his arse cheeks spasmed six or seven times, knowing that each spasm was another shot of spunk. Watching John fill her pussy obviously tipped Carl over the edge, and he started to fill her mouth and throat with his sticky seed. Again Kate was unable to swallow, as his cock was halfway down her throat, and his spunk dribbled slowly out of the corners of her mouth as he stayed embedded in her throat while he pumped and pumped.
Then Paul and I took their places. I moved between my wife’s leg and slipped my aching cock into her wet and sloppy pussy while Paul offered his cock to her mouth and she greedily started to suck. Even though this was the second time around, the events of the night already had me close to boiling point, and it wasn’t long before I was ready to cum again. As I felt my balls tighten I slipped my cock from her pussy and shot my cum over her pussy hair and stomach.
Meanwhile Paul was having a leisurely blow job, not really thrusting at all himself, just standing there as Kate moved her mouth and tongue around his dick. Once I had cum he took control of proceeding though and started to fuck her face with some urgency until he too pulled his cock away from her lips and shot his cum over her face and breasts.
We untied Kate and took her down to the water where we all had a cool dip to was off the sweat and cum from our fucking, and then made our way back to the tent, where we were to sleep.
Kate slipped into the sleeping bag with me and the five of us talked for a while. Kate asked if any of us had experienced anything like tonight before, and admitted that while she had been very reticent at first she had got into it and ended up really enjoying being the centre of attention of the four of us. She also told us that she was a little sore from the forceful fucking of her pussy and her face.
She asked if we’d done anything like it before, and we told her about the poker game and the four of us watching Anna strip and then fucking her. Then she asked if we planned to do the same with Jenny and Dawn………
a wiev to room
A View to a Room
I have been married for twenty five years now, at age 47 I still try to keep myself fit by running walking and all the stuff you can do without burning a hole in my pocket. My wife 2 years younger than me takes the other route, she goes to zumba two or three times a week and spends more time on the treadmill at home more than I would have liked.
It was her birthday last week and I bought her and Imac as a present, the best model of the range, most importantly she wanted one with the best webcam so there it was white and shiny as any white and shiny thing you could think of. I also got hold of two tickets for her and her best friend Jane, for an all inclusive weekend at the Green Bay Hotel & Spa. My job as a food critic with Food & Drink magazine helps me get these little presents which I give away to my friends when I don’t have time to use them myself. So off they went, giggling like little school girls to their mini adventure. My wife has still got that sexy head turner body most women would kill for, she works hard for it as well. Her friends Jane a few years younger is the same height and build although slightly smaller breasts than my wife’s she’s as sexy as hell. I often fantasized about a threesome with her and my wife.
She took her new laptop with her so we can chat if she has any time while she was there. I had the weekend off so I planned a reading and pizza marathon all by myself with my laptop on waiting for a poke from my wife. I must have been nodding off when I heard the pinging sound coming from my laptop, it was my wife on her imac, hey sweety she called. She was on the far side of her hotel room she had on her hotel bathrobe coming towards me and sitting down I sad hi sexy, what’re you up to ladies. Jane call over her shoulder hi! She was sitting on one side of the bed also in her bathrobe. Pulling up some stockings I could see her legs all the way up to her crotch, which was frustratingly covered right at the important part. We’re going down to dinner and drinks we should be drunk by the end of the night honey, and they both starting laughing. I told her just be good girls ladies don’t do anything naughty. Remember I’ll spank you when you get home if you do. They laughed again and my wife leaned closer and whispered hey honey before I go take a peek at your favourite twins, and she opened her robe and gave me a front seat view of her breasts. Jane came up behind her and grabbed my wife’s boobs and gave them a squeeze and said I’ll be looking out for these two in your absence Jack. They both starting squealing with laughter.
They left a little while later but she forgot to turn off her macbook so I had a view of their hotel room as if it was a security screen. I was woken again in the middle of the night around 4:00am with the sound of laughter coming from my laptop, my wife and Jane were returning from their night out, but theirs was not the only voices I heard, there were definitely male voices too. They soon came into view, first it was Jane, then a guy of about 20 years old, he was in some kind of uniform, then another person, it was a female about the same age as the guy, also in uniform. They must be from the hotel staff. Then came my wife and then three other guys came into view.
What the hell was going on I was thinking. I saw the girl switching on the tv in the room and suddenly I could hear rock music coming through my speakers. The girl was blond and very tall, she was probably about 6 feet tall, the other guys seemed in their twenties too. Jane started dancing with one of the guys, who took his jacket off as did the other guys. The girl didn’t have a jacket but she took her shirt off, wearing just her skirt and bra she started dancing in the middle of the room. My wife followed and so did two of the guys. One of them got behind her while the other went to her front and they both sandwiched my wife between them, my wife was surely drunk because I never seen her act this way. I was running thoughts in my mind as to what the hell to do. I was transfixed to my laptop screen and couldn’t do anything. I had the view of all seven of them, two guys dancing with Jane, two with my wife and the girl going solo.
Things started moving fast. One of the guys dancing with Jane moved forward and started kissing her while the other worked her dress down, Jane seemed not to notice that she was now in only her panties and no bra. Meanwhile my wife was still sandwiched between the two other guys one of them had his hands over her breasts while the other was with his hands on both her thighs lifting her dress on a rhythm with the music. Jane was pulled to the couch across the room with both the guys all over her, one her left side kissing her and the other one sucking at her breasts with his hands inside her panties.
My wife was now was finding herself getting lifted onto the bed suddenly in just her panties, one guy moved to the top side of the bed, I was thinking these guys must have done this before because their movements were almost choreographed. The other guy got between my wife’s legs who was now completely naked and he started giving her what looked like little bites on her upper thighs and around her crotch. The guy on top held both her hands with his one hand while with the other he was caressing her breasts.
On the other side of the room Jane was now with one knee on the couch the other leg on the floor, one of the guys pounding at her from behind while she had the other guy’s cock in her mouth. On the floor sitting by the side of the couch was the blond, she was passed out, then I heard a scream which I knew was my wife’s, I know that scream from the countless times I drove my cock into here while making love. The guy was going at it, the other on his knees in front of her face, his cock fucking her mouth.
I looked again at Jane, her guys switched positions now and Jane was on her back on the couch and one guy fucking her like there’s no tomorrow and the other doing her mouth. By now I had my hands on my own cock and driving myself wild looking at the scene playing out in front of me. Now screams were coming out from Jane who must be having one hell of an orgasm. The guy fucking her mouth pulled out and replaced the other but Jane must have passed out because I couldn’t see any movements coming from her.
The guy got off the couch and went to the bed where my wife was now on top of the guy who was fucking her mouth before she was riding him and the other one was now with his cock in her mouth. The third guy went to the foot of the bed and began caressing my wife’s ass, he put his middle finger in his mouth and went back to her ass. I could see that he pushed inside because my wife let out a moan at the very same moment. I was thinking my finger was there before. The guy she was giving a blow job to grabbed hold of her hair as if she was trying to pull out which she sure wasn’t looking like doing. The guy under her was holding her from her waist as she continued riding him. Then the other guy was now positioning his penis which was still gleaming from Jane’s juices at her anus and he starting pushing in, my wife tried to get up when she felt the intrusion, but both the guys held her firm while the other guy dove into her ass. She was fighting to try to get off, I was feeling panic rising inside me. I couldn’t look away. She was now trashing between the three guys obviously not in pain but in sheer erotic pleasure. She had a cock going in and out of her every pleasure hole. I could see that the guy fucking her mouth was now holding my wife’s head with both hands while he shot his load inside her mouth. I never get to do that.
The guy under her must have done the same because he now dragged himself from under her. My wife was now passed out too because she wasn’t responding to the pounding she was getting on her ass.
The guy kept going for a moment or two then he came by the grunting and moaning I was hearing coming from him. Then he too pulled out and joined his friends putting back on their clothes and quietly exiting the room, leaving their blond friend now sprawled on the floor. All three women now passed out, Jane and my wife from the pounding they took and the blond from probably too much booze.
I stayed staring at my screen looking at the now quiet room; the tv must have turned itself off because it was quiet now.
I kept staring at the screen for about five minutes when my wife stirred and slowly got up pushing her hair off her face momentarily trying to figure out where she is. She got up and stopped next to the couch, I guess she was trying to determine who the blond was and what she was doing there, then she looked at her friend now sleeping soundly face down on the couch. She patted her on her bottom and Jane stirred. Then my wife went to what I presumed the shower and disappeared inside. Jane got up and sat there with her hand on her face.
I couldn’t believe what I just witnessed. It was probably the most erotic experience I ever encountered. My wife got out of the bathroom naked her hair with a towel wrapped around it, she took off the first cover off the bed and laid down she must have went to sleep instantly. I didn’t notice Jane going into the bathroom but she was coming out from it now a bathrobe covering her body, she too laid down next to my wife. That was the first time I realized that the room had one single large bed.
They didn’t care that the blond was still sleeping next to the couch on the carpeted floor. That’s how I left them. Till I too got to the shower jerked myself and went to bed.
fun with strngers camp
Fun with Strangers
I was raised in a very conservative manner. In my family and school life, sex was a dirty word, which naturally made it extremely exciting. When I got married, I committed my heart to only one man for the rest of my life, but I still had unfulfilled fantasies that only more than one cock could provide. Fortunately, although my husband never gave me permission to sleep with other men, he never denied it either. The uncertainty about whether I could sleep with other men made my first experience with others one of the most exciting experiences of my life. Deep down, I knew that my husband would be excited by it, but by pretending to myself that I might be cheating, I was feeding my fantasy that I could be punished, which excited me as well.
Me and my husband stopped at a camping site where the only other campers were two men who only had a couple of swags. We made a fire in a site which had two log chairs either side. We had some dinner and opened a bottle of wine.
As darkness fell, the two men walked up to our fire with a six pack of beers and asked if they could sit down. Naturally we said yes. Just having them there sent some erotic ideas through my mind because I was one woman alone with three men in the wilderness. Anything could happen.
As we drank, I often noticed them looking me over. When I caught them looking, I gave them an approving smile to entice their excitement. They said that they were escaping their wives and on their way to a lake to go fishing. The talk of them escaping their wives gave me a desire to give them something they might be missing at home. I was horny and everything that was said just made me think of sex.
Things might never have developed beyond a few playful smiles had my husband not said that he wanted to go to bed. I asked if it would be ok if I stayed up for another 30 minutes or so because I was having a good time. It really was a coded question. If you leave a woman alone in the wilderness with two strange men, it is pretty obvious what is going to happen. If it wasn’t, then you have to be an idiot and I told myself that my husband is no idiot.
After I asked him, my husband looked at me with what I interpreted to be an approving smile. He then said, “ok, but don’t be too long.” He kissed me and left.
Over my shoulder, I watched him walk back to the tent. My heart was beating fast and my pussy was becoming wet as I thought about the implications of him leaving me alone. Almost out of nervousness, I continued to watch him. I knew that once I turned around, the reality of the situation would really hit me. I was going to open my legs and be ravished by these two men.
I noticed that he didn’t zip the tent up completely and had left an open gap which he possibly could look through. I hoped he was watching but I still harboured the thought that perhaps I wasn’t allowed other cocks. Consequently, I took the safety-first option of waiting for any activity to subside before turning around to give the men the go ahead to have their way with me. Besides which, I had to keep up the illusion for the other men that I was about to cheat on my husband as he slept. (Perhaps I also wanted to act a fantasy to myself that I was cheating as well.)
Once movement ended, I took a breath and turned back to face my company for the evening. I felt a bit like a sheep being presented to lions to devour. To compose myself, I ran my hands over my thighs, sat up, crossed my legs and gave them a smile. They obviously knew what was about to happen because they adjusted how they sat as the cocks in their jeans obviously adjusted their positions.
For the next 10 minutes or so we made small talk as we pretended we didn’t know what we were about to do. The small talk came to an end when one of the men asked whether my husband was a deep sleeper. I responded that as long as we didn’t make too much noise, we wouldn’t wake him. In a highly suggestive tone, I then added that probably meant that they should keep something in my mouth.
One of the men suggested that we go for a walk because they had “something to show me.” I didn’t want to go because I wanted to ensure my husband had the opportunity to come out and stop what was happening if it bothered him or if things got out of hand. These pragmatic considerations aside, I wanted to see men’s cocks in the firelight and I wanted them to see me naked. Most of all, I wanted to ensure that my husband had the opportunity to watch his wife getting fucked by two strange men.
I responded that it may be a bit dangerous for a young lady to walk alone with two men. I then said that whatever they wanted to show me might look best in the firelight. He looked across at his mate, stood up and then unzipped his jeans and produced an 8-inch cock standing hard in the firelight. It was an impressive sales pitch.
For a few moments, I looked at it in quiet admiration. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen in real life. It scared me a little but its size definitely excited me. I made a few appreciative comments which I was sure he had heard before. I then moved towards him, dropped to my knees and took it in my mouth. As I started sucking he asked me,
"does your husband know what a slut you are?"
"No", I responded. "He thinks I am a conservative good girl, which is why he trusts me so much."
It was a lie. My husband knew how much I loved cock. I don’t think he would have married me if I didn’t. Admittedly, he only knew how much I loved his cock rather than cock in general.
The fire was between me and the tent, and I imagined that my husband was looking out of the tent as I sucked this large cock of another man. It was a thought that really excited me; his slut acting like a slut.
As I sucked on the cock, the second man looked on and kept sipping his beer. The first man said to his friend, “how about we get her clothes off and you fuck her from behind.”
I stood up so that they could easily disrobe me. One of the men pulled my dress over my shoulders and then threw it away. The second grabbed my panties and pulled them down over my ankles to leave me completely naked in the firelight. Their hands ran over my body, and grabbed my breasts. I felt teeth bite at my neck and lips and then a finger push into my wet pussy. It was a fantastic feeling.
After roaming and discovering my body, I felt the hands pulling me back onto all fours and then my head towards the cock. I eagerly took it into my mouth once more. With my pussy exposed, I heard another zipper being undone as the second man prepared to enter me.
I took my mouth off the cock just long enough to let me look over my shoulder just to see the second cock. It wasn’t as big as the first but still beautiful. Well, to be honest, it wasn’t the best looking cock I’d seen but it didn’t matter. I just wanted to be fucked and almost any cock would have done.
The man dropped to his knees so as to position his cock near my pussy. Then I felt it press against me. Again, I thought of my husband and imagined him in the tent as his woman was about to be fucked by one man while she sucking the cock of another. It was so animalistic.
Then the cock pushed inside me. I let out a groan that was muffled by the cock in my mouth. It felt so good that I really couldn’t give much of a blowjob, which was a good thing because I didn’t want the cock in my mouth to cum before it had fucked me as well.
The man from behind kept thrusting hard and was bringing me close to orgasm. However, before he could make me cum, he pulled out and groaned as he shot over my arsehole. I felt his cum drip down over my pussy, where it some caught on my pubic hairs before falling to the ground. He then pushed his deflating head against my arsehole. I guessed he had ideas about a second round and was letting me know where he wanted to go when ready again. I couldn’t think about that now because there was still that first cock that I wanted in my pussy. I took my mouth off it, and asked if he wanted me.
The man nodded. I took the opportunity to sit up and then fall back with my legs spread so as to invite him to enter me face to face. In the time I had been sucking it, I had developed a great deal of affection for the cock. I wanted to watch as it drew close to me and I wanted to wrap my legs around him as he was close to cumming so that his load would be pumped deep inside.
As he stood up, I whispered that my pussy wanted his cum. I was relieved when he assured me that my pussy was going to get it. He then positioned himself over me and pushed himself inside. It felt noticeably bigger than the first cock and I tried hard not to scream in pleasure then and there. Through clenched teeth, I asked him to grab my panties and stick them in my mouth. If my husband wasn’t watching, I didn’t want to wake him with my screams.
Each thrust was pure ecstasy and my first orgasm of the night shook my body. I then became like an animal as I craved his cum. I wanted to feel him unloading inside me and to feel my pussy melting as his cum mixed with my own.
His groans grew louder and soon I felt what I had so desired. His pace quickened, he groaned and then he pushed deep and hard inside. I wrapped my legs around him and held him close until I was sure his cock was completely drained. After a few moments, my legs released him. He then stood up and rezipped his jeans.
I think the show may have made the first guy hard again. I was still horny and could have quite easily been taken by them again and again all night but it was time to return to my husband. To get rid of them, I told them that they best run away in case I get pregnant and chase them up about paternity payments. The pregnancy talk was enough to deflate their thoughts of a second round and they bid their good nights and left.
For a few moments, I played with the cum dripping from my pussy. Then I heard the men’s car doors being opened and closed before they drove away into the night. I guessed the swags allowed them to make a fast getaway, which was a good thing as I was enjoying my post-coital solitude by the fire. I thought about the fact that I had just had my first threesome and was about to go into uncharted waters with my husband. I stood in the firelight and again gently touched some of the cum dripping down my legs. I then collected some tissues, wiped the cum from my arse and pussy and then threw them in the fire. My pussy was still wet and I had cum-matted pubic hair but aside from that, there was no evidence to indicate what has just happened. I thought perhaps that if I husband were asleep, he might never know what happened.
I picked up my dress, put it back on and walked back to the tent. I was not sure what I would find. Perhaps my husband would be asleep, in which case I would just slip in beside and never say a word. I really hoped this would not be the case. It would have been such a disappointment.
Another possibility was that he was furiously awaiting my return. In which case, I might get punished, which excited me. There was also a third possibility, which I hoped for the most, because I am crazy about my husband.
I quietly unzipped the tent and slipped under the doona besides him. He didn’t stir. I reached down for his cock and was delighted when I found that it was as hard as a rock. He then reached for my well-fucked pussy and naturally found it wet. A wave of excitement and love flowed through me as I thought about what his cock would do to me. He asked what I talked about with the two men and I said “the weather.”
I then asked why his cock was so hard and he said he had been having a loving dream about the weather.
no limit the game
The thing is, we had gone over there to play bridge. Yes, bridge. The same game old ladies play in the parlor on Sundays. I don’t even know how to play bridge.
I remember when my wife, Anna, told me about it. “We don’t have any friends,” she said.
I didn’t even look up from my book. “We have plenty of friends,” I mumbled. “There’s Steve, Nick, Andy… Janet, Lynn, Rebecca.”
"No, I mean couple friends. It would be nice to hang out as a couple once in a while."
Anna had a new friend, Katherine, Kat for short. Kat had just moved into the neighborhood with her husband, Dan and their two year old. They were a nice enough couple. Kat was short, pretty, she liked to talk a lot. She had light blonde hair that she kept in a sexy suburban housewife bob. Her bangs kept falling in her face and she’d have to sweep them to the sides. Dan was a firefighter, a silent guy with big arms and a crew cut.
Now when I say Kat was pretty, I don’t mean Anna wasn’t. Anna was gorgeous. A perfect figure eight, curving from breasts to hips. She had long, dark hair, usually she wore it loose.
Once, we’d taken the kids over to play. Dan and I had stood in the kitchen, looking around and avoiding eye contact with beers in our hands. I’m not sure what the wives were talking about, but I’m sure it had to be bridge.
The bridge night, we were going casual. Anna was wearing black jeans and a blue shirt. I wore a brown button down and jeans. Nothing special.
Anna and I paid for the babysitter for the kids and let them use our house. That way, Dan and Kat’s house would be quiet and kid free. Anna insisted on bringing a gift. We ended up with a bottle of Crown Royal because the convenience store down the street didn’t have good wine. I would be damned if I were going to the liquor store to get the wine.
Dan and Kat’s house was straight forward. It was a one story ranch with a wide, sweeping living room. They had a long, black leather couch that curved around the wall.
Behind the living room was the kitchen and the kitchen table. They had set up a card table in the living room and had drinks out on the table. Anna slipped off her shoes, walking across the carpet in her bare feet.
Kat was wearing tan capris, and a white shirt that was unbuttoned. She was wearing a blue sports bra underneath. Her feet were bare, too, her toenails a pretty shade of red. Dan had jeans and a white T shirt.
From the look of it, we were just two suburban couples getting together for cards.
We sat in their living room for a while, the women drinking wine. Dan and I had a few beers.
I don’t know if you’ve ever played bridge, but it’s a hard game. There’s a lot of thinking, planning, and rules; none of which went well with beer and the hazy buzz that fell over us. Before long, trying to keep up was like running through quicksand. We drank and played for a few hours before everything started to fall apart.
It was 9 o’clock and the party was going to end.
Anna wouldn’t have it. “Come on, guys, you know how hard it is the get the sitter. Let’s just do something else.”
Dan took out the bottle of Crown. “How about a few shots?”
We started playing quarters, trying to bounce a quarter from the table into the shot glass. When we did, we could order some one to drink. I worked on Kat, and Dan on Anna. Soon, they were getting tipsy. I was feeling pretty good myself, I had a good, warm buzz.
"Quarters is fun, but at this rate, I’ll be shit faced," Anna said. "Can’t be play a board game or something?"
Kat looked at Dan. “Well, we do have a game, but it might be a little risqué.”
Anna shrugged. “We’re adults here. What is it? Dirty Pictionary?”
Kat smiled. “Well, it’s called ‘No Limits.’”
I’d never heard of it, and neither had Anna. This is when I began to see that Kat and Dan had something going on, but Anna and I couldn’t see it yet.
Anna smiled. “Sounds like fun! How do you play?”
Kat looked at Dan, who was smiling. He went into their bedroom and came back with the game in a shiny black box. The word “No Limits” was stenciled across it in bold, hot pink letters.
Kat put her hand on Anna’s arm. “Now don’t freak out. It’s kind of like truth or dare, but without the truth. We play in teams, so you two are one team and Dan and I are the other. You just roll a die, move your piece, and draw a card. You decide if you’re going to do what the card says. If you decide to do it, then the second person decides if they’ll go along.”
"What if I don’t want to do what the card says?"
My answer was a smack on the table as Dan put down a small wooden paddle. It had a short handle, and a long, rubbery face. “You get spanked. Four times.”
I looked at Anna and she looked at me. She was tipsy, with a goofy smile. “Sounds like fun,” she said. “Doesn’t it sound like fun, honey?”
"You can quit at any time," Kat suggested.
I shrugged. “All right,” I said.
Kat set up the board and divided the pieces. She went first, and drew a card.
"Kiss your partner," she read. "See? Easy. I’ll do it. Dan?"
"Of course I’ll kiss you, love." Kat turned and gave Dan a kiss on the lips, pressing her lips against his.
"See? Easy," Kat said.
Dan went next. “Tell your partner something you like about her. Kat, you have great tits,” he grabbed at her breasts. Kat laughed, slapping his hand away.
It was my turn. “Nibble your partner’s ear,” I read.
"Anna," Kat asked, "Will you let John nibble your ear?"
"It’s not bad," I suggested.
"No helping," Kat warned. "Next time, you get spanked."
"Yes," Anna said, displaying her ear. "Nibble me, you scamp!" I took her ear in my mouth, nibbling at it. Kat and Dan were watching, smiling.
Anna went next. “Remove an article of clothing,” she said. “I already took my shoes off. It’s not fair.”
"Let’s count the shoes," Dan said.
Now it was Kat’s turn. “Remove any piece of clothing.” Without a word, she slipped off her shirt. Her shoulders were smooth and white, perfectly bare. She leaned forward, her breasts tight against the bra. “Dan?”
Dan took his turn. “Remove a piece of your partner’s clothing.”
Anna started to laugh. I could feel a swell in my groin, and suddenly the air became very clear. I could see Kat sharply, her lower lip twisted in her teeth, the dark roots of her hair.
Dan had a grin on his face. “I’m game.”
Kat looked at Anna, with a wink. “Me, too.” She held up her arms. Dan pulled the sports bra off. Kat’s nipples were standing perfectly erect like tiny pink soldiers. They were small, pert, like her breasts. I wondered what they would feel like under my tongue, between my teeth.
She got up. “Can I get anyone a drink?”
We all took her up on it. She brought us a fresh round of beers, wines, and shots of Crown. She came back with the drinks on a tray, framed by her stunning breasts. I took my drink, and as I did, she turned, brushing her nipple across the back of my hand.
"To new friends," Dan said, raising the shot glass.
"To new friends," we said. We turned our shot glasses down on the table. I couldn’t stop staring at Kat’s breasts. To make up for it, I put a hand on Anna’s thigh. She squeezed my knee under the table.
"Are you alright with this?" I whispered.
"I’m fine," she whispered back.
It was my turn again. I went, drawing my card.
My heart started pounding. I could feel my erection pressing against the pull of my jeans, my cock swelling. “It says,” I coughed. “Remove an article of clothing from… the opposite sex of the opposite team… Kat.”
I looked at Kat. Her eyes were cool and steady, not wavering. She had a faint smile on her face. I looked at Anna.
"No asking," Dan said.
Kat took the paddle in her hand. “Come here, stud.”
Sheepishly, I looked at Anna. “You brought this one yourself,” she said.
I walked over to Kat. Kat grabbed my ass. “Nice,” she said. “Take your pants down.”
I fumbled for my belt, undoing the buckle. I unbuttoned the button, pulling down my zipper. I took my pants down midway. Kat pushed me over the table, exposing my ass. She rubbed my ass with her hand, then brought down the paddle. Her breasts wiggled as it smacked, the blow pushing my hard cock into the table. I made a sound.
I pulled my pants back up. Then, turned to Kat. She was still standing there, in her capris and bare feet, red toes arranged in a perfect row.. I studied her breasts, my fingers tingling to touch them. My breath was coming out hard, I could hear myself breathing. I reached up to the snaps, my hand touching her warm hips. I fumbled with the zipper. Looking back, I could see Anna licking her lips. In one motion, I pulled the capris down to Kat’s ankles, and she stepped out, stumbling. Her crotch hit my face, I could feel how damp it was.
She pushed the hair out of her face. “Sorry,” she said. She was wearing a thong through her tight pussy lips.
Anna looked at my crotch as I came back to the table. “I think John’s liking this game,” she said, giving it a pat. Dan and Kat started laughing. Dan put his arm around Kat.
Anna took her turn. “French kiss your partner.”
She turned and grabbed me with both hands, throwing herself on me. I was startled by the response, the force of her body against mine, our lips coming together, her tongue darting in and out of my mouth like a wicked squirrel. She worked her crotch against my hard cock, rubbing it back and forth. My cock pressed against her mound through her jeans. She bit my lip, sitting down. I could see under her shirt and bra that her nipples were getting hard.
"Jesus, guys," Kat said, picking up her card. "Remove a piece of clothing from your partner."
Dan stood up.
"I think that’s helping," Anna warned. "Honey, spank his ass."
Kat shook her head. “Let me take those jeans first.”
Kat unbuckled his belt, sliding his jeans down. Her hands grabbed his ass cheeks, giving them a little squeeze. She bumped her head against the bulge in his boxers.
Dan put his hands on the table, pulling the boxers down. His ass was round and white. “Go for it, hero.”
I took the paddle and gave a limp swat.
"Like a man," he said. "I won’t be so nice to you."
Harder. Harder. The last one, he sucked in a breath. He looked at me, smiling. “Not bad.” His ass cheeks were red.
Dan’s turn. “Strip naked.” He stood up, taking off his T shirt. His chest was smooth, well defined, with dark hair drifting lazily toward the middle.
"Anyone who can’t handle it," he was looking at me, "Avert your eyes." He took off his boxers. His cock was hanging between his legs, straight and firm as a diving board. It was a big one, circumcised. The round head bobbed in the air. Anna was looking at it, her mouth a little open.
I tapped her chin shut gently. “Nothing you haven’t seen before,” I smiled.
My turn. “Take off Kat’s underwear… with my teeth.”
"I don’t think you can do it," Anna chided.
I stood up again. Kat stood out of her chair, cocking her hip to the side, winking at me. “Do you think you can handle it?”
I went down on my knees, smelling the soft scent of her pussy. I put my face against her belly. It was soft, like touching silk. Then, with my tongue, I grabbed the strap of her thong, taking it between my teeth. I started to pull on it. She shifted her weight, pressing her pussy against my clenched lips. I pulled on the the thong, and her juicy lips popped out. I took the panties down to her ankles.
"Nice job," she said, arching her foot, kicking them off.
Anna went next. “Strip your partner. I’ll do it.”
I stood up, raising my arms. Anna took off my shirt, running her hand across my chest, planting kissed down my back. Then she stuck her hand down my pants, fondling my cock. It grew firm in her hand, she giving it a few solid tugs. Then she pulled my pants down, letting my cock bounce like a diving board. “Some one’s ready to party,” she said. Kat was looking at it, smiling to herself.
Kat read her card. “Lick my partner’s penis. Honey, let me see that cock.”
Dan reclined back in his chair, letting his manhood flop on the edge of the seat. Kat took it in her hand, then looking at me, slid her tongue up the shaft. She put the head in her mouth, sucking, making a smacking sound. Then she pulled it, and it popped out, trailing her spit.
Dan rolled and read his card. “Strip Anna naked. Anna?”
Anna looked at me.
"No helping," Kat already had the paddle.
I just smiled.
Anna smiled, raising her arms.
Dan came over, his big, thick cock raising up several degrees. He unbuttoned Anna’s shirt, one at a time, I could see him looking in at her gorgeous breasts. He went behind her to remove it all the way, and undid her bra. The bra drifted down like a lazy autumn leaf to the floor. Her nipples were as brown and hard as chestnuts. Then, grabbing her jeans and panties in one hand, he pulled them to her ankles. Anna stepped out, wiggling her breasts in a little dance, her brown titties jostling. I reached out and pinched them.
Kat took the paddle. “You cheated,” she said to Anna.
"Assume the position, or you’ll get double."
"But," Anna protested, smiling.
Kat reached down, putting her hand between Anna’s legs. She gave a little squeeze, Anna yelping. Anna leaned over the table.
"More," Kat ordered, rubbing her ass. Anna pressed across the table, her ass raised at the edge. Kat brought the paddle down. Anna said, "Oh!" in surprise, then Kat brought down another, and another. "You’re a naughty little vixen," Kat said.
My turn my cock was raging now, after watching my wife getting spanked. My challenge spoiled it. “Kiss Dan’s left nipple.”
I looked at the pink points on his chest, then at the paddle. It was just a nipple, I thought, no big deal. “I’ll do it.”
Dan stood up. “Go for it.”
The women broke out laughing, their eyes lighting. I went to Dan, nervously stepping past his penis. It knocked against leg, I could feel the heat of it against my skin. I bent over a little, sticking my tongue out. I touched it to his nipple, and sat down as quickly as I could.
Kat was red from laughing, and Anna was breathless. “You guys… You should have seen the look on your face, John,” Anna said.
Anna’s turn. “French kiss Kat.”
Dan’s and my cock stood up several degrees. “An-na, An-na,” I chanted.
Anna stood up, steadying herself on the table. Kat sat in her chair. She spread her legs apart, touching her wet, blonde pussy with one finger. “Come here, little kitten.”
Anna came near Kat, putting her hands on Kat’s legs. Kat pushed her down to her knees. Anna went down, giggling. Kat took Anna’s head and pushed it softly into her pussy. To my surprise, Anna relented, putting her face into Kat’s pussy lips. Her tongue came out, slowly, and lickedit. Then again, again. Kat moaned. “That’s nice. Your lips are so soft.”
Anna kept at it, licking and sucking at Kat’s pussy. My cock was throbbing. I walked over to watch, to get a view of Anna’s face. Kat reached out and grabbed my cock. Then, looking at me with her blue eyes, she opened her mouth and stuck it in.
Her mouth was warm, wet, her tongue licking the base of my head. With one hand on Anna’s head, she put the other on my balls, softly yanking them.
Dan, feeling left out, moved the table to the side. Then, taking Anna hips in his hand, he stuck his cock right into her pussy. Anna hummed as he did so, and this set Kat moaning, which vibrated my cock in her mouth. It felt great. Dan began to rock back and forth, fucking Anna doggy style. Anna purred.
Kat then tapped Anna’s head gently. “All right, hon, I need to give your husband some attention.” Anna looked up at me, her face wet with Kat’s pussy juice. She was licking her lips, her head shifting as Dan rode his cock deeper into her pussy.
Kat tugged on my cock, leading me to the couch. She leaned into my ear, licking and biting it, whispering “I want you to lick my ass.”
I turned her around, bending her over the couch. Her ass cheeks were two firm mounds, shaped like peaches. Between them was the smooth valley of her ass. I went down on my knees, parting her ass cheeks in my hand. Her anus looked so tiny, winking with pleasure. Then, I traced the rim with my tongue. It tasted sweet.
"That’s right," Kat said, "Put your tongue in it."
I swirled my tongue around her asshole, and then plunged my tongue into it. Her ass fluttered against my tongue, she reached between her legs to fondle her pussy. I tongue fucked her, she pushing her ass into me.
"Fuck me in the ass," she begged. "Please."
I turned her around first, lubing up my cock in her mouth. Then, bending her over the couch, I smacked her ass. “Ooh, yeah,” she said. “Fuck me.”
I took my cock, pressing it against her asshole. She pushed against me, and then my cock flipped inside. Her ass closed around it, so tight and hot I thought I was going to come. She pushed her ass back and forth, driving my cock deeper and deeper into the depths of her ass.
Anna sauntered over, her eyes half closed. Her pussy was twitching, she’d just had an orgasm. She sat on the couch, spreading her legs apart. Kat buried her face in my wife’s pussy as I worked her ass. Anna opened her mouth, twisting her lips. I drove Kat harder into Anna’s pussy. “Lick that pussy,” I said. “Lick it.”
Dan came over, too. Anna took his cock in her mouth, rubbing her head back and forth, swallowing it deep. I smacked Kat’s ass, “Faster!” Kat started going faster and faster, then she stopped, screaming, her ass getting tight. My cock slipped out as she trembled in orgasm.
Then, turning around, she went to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. She looked up at me, bending and twisting my cock in and out with her hand. Dan saw his wife’s ass bouncing, and slipped his cock from Anna’s mouth into Kat’s vagina. We worked her back and forth, pushed Kat into my cock, which Kat took deep into her throat. I pushed her back on her shoulders, deeper into his cock. We worked her back and forth, back and forth.
Anna slipped behind me. I felt her hands on my ass, then her warm breath. Before I knew it, she was licking my tender asshole, rubbing her tongue against it. As Dan pushed Kat into my cock, Kat pushed my ass on Anna’s tongue. Anna pushed back, sending my cock into Kat, and Kat into Dan.
Dan pulled his cock out, and rubbed thick, hot bursts of come onto Kat’s ass. Kat pulled my cock out, looking back at him. Then, looking back at me, she said, “Lay down. I want to ride the pony.”
I lay on the floor. Kat worked herself onto my cock, holding herself up on her feet. Anna sat on my face, pressing her wet pussy against my lips. I suckd at it, taking in her pussy juice, slurping it greedily. Kat rode up and down, up and down on my cock, the two women working me hard. Anna tightened her thighs around my face. I could feel her pussy vibrating as the orgasm consumed her body. She slid off, touching her tits.
"It’s just you and me, Kat," I said. Kat stood up, eyes half closed, she ran one hand through her hair, the other on her breasts. "Suck my titties," she said.
I took Kat over to the table, and laid her on it. I put my face against her erect pink nipples, taking them in my mouth, biting them. Kat pressed me into them. “Oh fuck me, fuck me please!”
She grabbed my cock and stuck it into her pussy, which was moist and hot. I pounded her into the table, lifting to the balls of my feet to fuck her harder. She grabbed my ass with her feet, pulling me into her, her pussy slurping my cock to the base. She looked at me, pulling me down toward her, pressing her mouth against mine, my tongue penetrating her mouth as my cock penetrated her pussy. I pushed harder, harder, feeling the sparks of bliss in my cock, small at first, then brighter, brighter, until I couldn’t’ t hold it anymore. I let go into the white, shining bliss that shot through my body. Pulling my cock out, I showered Kat’s breasts with my come, smacking the head on her nipples. She moaned as she was coming too, rubbing my semen against her breasts.
I looked over, panting. Anna was smiling, a warm, sweet smile.
"That game," she said, "Was fun."
lust in the dark
Lust in the Dark
Gia and Van had thrown a fantastic party. They had invited all their friends up to the big cabin up in the Laurel highlands. It was a perfect mid-winter get-together with lots of beer and food and good company. There had been tasty venison that Van had hunted himself and roasted on a spit, and a second bonfire. Everyone had had a great time with great conversation and laughs, but the day was getting long, and dark was coming on, plus it looked like a snow-storm was headed that way. Everyone had gone home except for Brendan and his wife Heidi, who offered to help clean up.
After about ten trash bags were filled and full dark had come on, it was time for Bren and Heidi to go, but when they opened the door, a frigid blast of air and snow blew in.
"Whew! We stayed too long! That’s a hell of a blizzard out there!" remarked Heidi. "I don’t think we should drive in that."
Bren was ever the hard-ass and wanted to try, but Gia would have none of it.
"Look, we have plenty of space. You guys can just stay here til morning. You are not driving out in this! I’ll make us some drinks and we can watch a movie or something."
So it turned into a cozy evening on the big couches. Somehow, Gia ended up next to Bren and Heidi next to Van. And somehow, Heidi and Van inched closer and closer to each other. Van was solid and strong and smelled warm and spicy. Heidi’s mind started to wander to places no happily married lady had a right to think about. And it was not helping that Van kept accidentally touching her thigh and arms with an innocent touch here, a gentle nudge there. Her eyes kept wandering down to the bulge in his pants.
Van was not doing much better. Every time he moved, Heidi would lean into him with her soft, feminine body. He wanted to touch her and found excuses to do so. He loved Gia with all his heart, but tonight Heidi was soft and inviting, and he knew Gia wouldn’t mind so much if he indulged in a little flirtation. So his touches were not as innocent as Heidi thought.
Heidi looked over at Gia and Bren and noticed that they had both dozed off after the long day. The wind was howling outside and they were just coming to the end of some weird movie about porn stars locked in a remote cabin where Ron Jeremy’s dis-embodied penis was going on a murderous (yet hilarious) rampage. Heidi was just about to say something scathing about the actions on screen when the wind kicked up ferociously and the electricity – along with Ron Jeremy’s penis – went out. The cabin was mostly dark except for some glowing embers in the fireplace.
"Whoops," said Van. "That’s not likely to come on again any time soon. I think we have some candles in the bedroom, maybe a lantern."
Heidi looked over at her and Van’s sleeping spouses. “I’ll come with you. That wind is creeping me out. I don’t want to be the only conscious one in the room.”
As they turned the corner into the hallway, Van took Heidi’s hand and laid it on his arm. It was pitch black once the fireplace was out of sight, so the movement made sense, but Heidi’s heart skipped a beat. Since she couldn’t see, Heidi’s other senses starting to go into overdrive. The fuzz on his arm was so soft. It made her wonder what other fuzz on his body was soft. The softness contrasted nicely with the smooth muscle of the arm underneath. His scent was so close in the darkness, her head started to spin with it (and the drinks Gia had served). Heidi’s inhibitions were slipping.
They reached the bedroom and Van steered Heidi toward the bed. “Here, sit for a second while I rummage around.” He found the oil lantern he was looking for and the matches he kept next to it. He lit it, and as he turned, the natural glow fell on Heidi’s face. The light glinted off her long blond hair and her wide eyes. But he didn’t notice that; all he could see in the split second before she looked down was the look of raw desire in her eyes – a look pointed directly at him. Or, more accurately, directly at his crotch, which gave an instinctive twitch in response. The night was getting more interesting by the second!
"I think there are candles in the nightstand, too." Van walked toward the bed where Heidi was sitting. Suddenly, she stood up and took half a step toward him, so that they were standing chest-to-chest. The pressure felt good on her breasts. Heidi laid her hands on his forearms and looked up into his eyes.
"Van?" The word was breathless. "So, what’s the deal with you and Gia?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do you think it would be alright with her if I kissed you?" Barely more than a whisper.
"Yes, I think that would be alright." Now Van’s head was starting to spin.
Heidi’s hand moved up to the back of Van’s head, her fingers reveling in the short softness there. So much softer than Brendan’s! Their lips found each other and pressed together.
Heidi had been kissed many times, of course. Though she had only ever had sex with Brendan, having met and married young, she and Bren were rather permissive with kisses and flirtations. She didn’t know exactly what to expect when she kissed Van, but she thought the familiar tension would (as usual when it was someone other than Bren) dissipate into happy contentment or a nice head rush, or both. She certainly did not anticipate her reaction – the mental fire that burned through her brain sourced from their dance of lips, and soon tongues. The fire washed over her from her mouth and the region between her legs. It spread like wildfire from those two spots to her whole body – from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Passion. Lust. Her body was singing just one word: MORE!
Heidi broke away, and it felt like coming up for air. “You are a damn fine kisser, Van!” Her voice was heavy with lust and surprise.
"You’re pretty good yourself, darlin’," Van chuckled. He smiled at her in the lamplight, and moved his head down to her smooth neck. Her skin smelled feminine and tender. He kissed and licked the skin there, and her resultant moan was very satisfying indeed! Her hands were clutching his head as he was drinking in her neck and lips, and her breathing was starting to get ragged as she pressed her breasts into his chest. Those soft globes seemed to be begging for more, it seemed to him. Van moved his hand from her back to fondle one. Simultaneously, the nipple hardened beneath his fingers and Heidi threw her head back, breaking the seal their lips had created.
"Ah!" The sound that came out of Heidi’s mouth was dripping with need. Van moved his other hand to get both handfuls of breast and nipple. Her hard nipples felt like hot little gumdrops as he rolled them between his thumb and fingers, so he thought he’d like a taste. He drew Heidi’s sweater and bra over her head and threw them on the floor in one motion. Van lowered his head and had a lick. So nice! Sweet and firm! He flicked at one nipple with his tongue and the other with his fingers, then switched to the other side. He could hear Heidi’s groans of pleasure through her chest, her fingers kneading the back of his neck.
Heidi was on fire with sensation. No coherent words were running through her brain, but her body was shouting: More! More! More! She needed to feel his skin on hers, and she started tugging at his shirt. He moved away a little, and she pulled the garment over his head and threw it down. The motion caused her to fall onto her back on the bed, with Van on top of her. She paused to run her fingers through the copious soft curls on his chest.
"Fuzzy…" The word seemed to bypass her brain, and Heidi was only barely aware she had said anything at all. Her lustful body was in total control now, and it wanted Van. Their lips came together again, tongues entwining, stoking the heat that radiated between their bare chests.
Heidi’s legs fell open in a subconscious motion. Bren had always liked that Heidi did that unknowingly when she was in a state of heightened arousal. Van liked it, too. He shifted his body so Heidi could feel the hard bulge in his pants press against her nether lips. The friction of their clothes between them was unbearable! Triply so when Van started to rhythmically move against her, the motion of his tongue matching the motion of his hips, and his thumb flicking a counter rhythm on her nipple. Heidi’s clitoris started to throb with need, and a whimper escaped her mouth.
Van was having a good hard suckle on Heidi’s right nipple and enjoying the hot friction against his cock when he felt Heidi’s tugging at his jeans, her breath coming in little gasps. He looked up at her face and realized the little gasps were actually words.
Van was not one to deny so polite a request. In a moment, the rest of their clothes had joined their shirts in the pile on the floor, and their naked bodies were pressed against each other on the bed, lips and tongues entwining again. The kisses were so sweet and hot! Van broke away and moved his head down her body, trailing kisses and licks down Heidi’s breasts, her stomach, her navel. Now his hands were pushing apart her knees again, his lips working their way up her inner thighs. His beard was so soft on her tender flesh! Heidi’s fire was building again, from the deepest part of her belly.
Van moved his thumbs to Heidi’s outer labia, spreading them open. He paused a minute to admire the pretty pink folds in the glowing lamplight, glistening and pulsing with need. Her little clit, smaller than Gia’s, peeked out of the top of the soft folds. Van smiled and looked up into Heidi’s face. It was flushed with desire, her mouth partly open, her eyes glazed with passion. Now a look a frustration flickered across it, and her fingers grasped insistently at his jaw and the back of his head.
Heidi gasped with relief and pleasure as Van dove in, licking up and down her inner labia, his tongue flicking firmly across her clitoris with each pass. And with each pass, it was bringing her closer and closer to a very fine orgasm. The deep tingle began to grow in her belly, and she started to wiggle. Van seemed to take this as a good sign and began to zero in on the source of sensation. Suddenly, he closed his lips over Heidi’s clit at sucked hard and rhythmically. Heidi was brought to the precipice of orgasm, the hot burn beginning to diffuse through her body.
"Oh god! I’m coming! Ah!" Just as the words were leaving her mouth, Van thrust a finger deep into her wetness and bent it just at the right angle so that it stroked Heidi’s G-spot. And instead of falling over the edge of the orgasm, Heidi burst through it with rolling waves of electricity, her hips lifting and thrashing, her cries crescendoing with each thrust. Van moved his fingers inside her and his lips and tongue over the outside of her. As Van tirelessly continued, orgasm after orgasm rolled over Heidi in rising and falling fits of passion.
Instead of slaking her desire, the oral pleasures only made her want him more. During a lull, Heidi looked down at Van’s strong body and noticed his cock, standing hard and ready. She needed to feel its steely softness in her hands! She reached down between her legs and pulled Van’s head up. He trailed kisses again, this time up to her face, and his body covered hers. Now his warm, spicy scent mingled with her musk. She kissed him deeply and tasted herself on his tongue. So good!
Her hand moved down between their bodies to grasp at his hardness, but before she could touch it, their bodies shifted, seemingly of their own accord. Heidi could feel the big head of Van’s cock pressed against her wet entrance, where his mouth had so lately been. Heidi paused. Van’s hands were on her hips. Her hands were on his head and lower back. But she was only aware of the hot hardness pressing against her, insistent yet motionless, waiting for invitation. The tension was unbearable, and Heidi was vibrating with need. Bren - her husband, her life partner, the man who had taken her virginity - seemed so distant. Could she? Should she? Just one little motion of her hips, one little change in angle… Heidi couldn’t breathe, and passion was blurring her mind.
Van paused too, looking at Heidi’s face. Something had shifted in an instant, and he wanted nothing more than to fuck her. But it was her call. He waited, his dick hard as a rock, reveling in and begging for the moist heat it could feel.
A few unknowable shadows flickered across Heidi’s eyes, then her expression cleared and she smiled a little. Looking deep into Van’s eyes, Heidi rocked her hips, penetrating herself with his cockhead.
"Fuck me, Van," she cried quietly. "Please. Fuck me."
Van did not need a second invitation. He thrust into Heidi, hard. Once, twice, three times, and she was already coming again, wiggling her hips and crying out in pleasure. His breathing was deep and passionate, her fingers ferocious on his back as she matched his movements, thrust for thrust, each time feeling deeper and harder. Through the orgasms, Heidi was reveling in the feeling of Van’s cockhead, bigger than Bren’s, stroking the sensitive spot inside her. Heidi lifted her knees and wrapped her legs around Van’s thighs, causing his cock to sink deeper into her, driving rhythmically into her cervix, causing ever-increasing throes of passion.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It’s so good! So hard! Van! Oh god! Don’t stop! YES! It’s so good! So deep! Yes! Fuck me!"
The words escaped Heidi’s lips without her seeming to notice, but they burned in Van’s ears and down to his dick. He felt the familiar pressure building. Van doubled the speed of his thrusts, shifting his hips to drive even deeper into Heidi’s wetness. Her muscles were grasping at his cock over and over, in and out, harder, faster. She was coming again. Van growled and with breathless moans, he erupted into Heidi, coating her insides with hot spunk, once, twice, three times. She was coming down from her orgasm, and she milked him with her cunt muscles as her fingers kneaded his back and her legs stroked his thighs.
Van moaned into Heidi’s shoulder, and then pushed himself up so he could look at her face. She was grinning at him. Heidi put her hands on his face and pulled him to her for a deep, passionate, grateful kiss.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"Thank you!" Van chuckled back at her. His dick was still in her, softening and feeling very, very satisfied. She looked beautiful, flushed with sex in the lamplight, the blizzard still howling outside.
"You are very good," Heidi said. "Gia is a lucky woman!"
"And Bren is a lucky man. You are pretty damn good yourself, darlin’!"
"We should probably go put the sleepy-heads to bed."
Van and Heidi freshened up in the bedroom’s master bathroom and got dressed. Van rummaged around in the bedside drawer and found a candle. He lit it from the oil lamp, having decided to leave the closed lamp in the bedroom for light later. They took the candle down the dark hallway toward their sleeping spouses when they noticed the glow from the living room was brighter than when they left.
"One of them must have woken up and added wood to the fire," Van remarked. He turned the corner and with laughter in his voice, said, "Added ‘wood’, alright."
Heidi turned the corner just in time to see Gia on all fours on the big couch, her eyes rolled back with passion, her mouth open, her dark curtain of hair vibrating, and Bren behind her, his fingers dug into her voluptuous ass, pistoning her as fast as he could.
Heidi gasped, and Brendan stopped suddenly, his cock balls-deep in Gia’s dripping cunt. Gia turned to see why he stopped and saw Van and Heidi standing in the doorway looking at them. For a second, the only sounds were the howling wind, the crackling fire, and Gia’s deep breathing as she came down from what had looked to be an excellent orgasm.
In one swift motion, Heidi drew her sweater and bra over her head and stepped out of her jeans and panties. She stalked over to her husband, cock still buried to the hilt
in Van’s wife. Heidi took Bren’s face in her hands and gave him a deep, deep kiss.
"As long as I can watch, my love," Heidi whispered.
Bren smiled at her lovingly as she moved over to the bar stools with the now-naked-again Van. They poured a couple more drinks and sipped them slowly while they watched their spouses fucking on the couch. Bren had his typical look of concentration on his face, and was now stroking Gia deeply and slowly with his big cock. He was bent over her and his hands had moved from her hips. His hands were cradling Gia’s breasts, her nipples caught between his squeezing fingers. Then one hand reached around her thigh and was stroking the upper part of her pussy. Heidi knew Bren’s fingers would find Gia’s clit like a homing beacon. After a little while, they did, and the moment was marked by Gia’s gasp, followed by her moans, each one louder and in time with Bren’s deep thrusts. Her mouth was partly open, and Heidi could see Gia’s pink tongue glistening in the firelight.
"Your wife has a beautiful mouth, Van."
Van smiled, his eyes not leaving the sexy tableau in front of them. “I know.”
Heidi leaned in and bit the flesh of his arm as she reached between Van’s legs, squeezing his half-hard cock. “Maybe you should go make use of it,” she whispered.
Van thought that was an excellent idea. He walked over to Gia, who was crying out in orgasm, her eyes closed. He positioned his dick at her lips and waited for her to open her eyes. Gia did so and immediately devoured her husband’s waiting cock. She looked up at him with a twinkle and lust in her big brown eyes, her lips moving up and down on Van’s cock as she was rocking back and forth with Bren’s thrusts. Van thought she had never looked more beautiful.
Gia was an expert cock-sucker, and her tongue moved up and down his shaft as her lips contracted around him. Her groans and cries of passion only heightened the blowjob, as the vibrations from her voice were causing very pleasurable sensations. Gia had been coming before Van walked over, and she was on the verge of another now that his dick was down her throat. Bren thrust hard into her cunt and squeezed her ass. Gia was pushed over the edge into a rolling orgasm, and with every scream of ecstasy, she bit down hard on Van’s throbbing hardness, sometimes raking her teeth, but the suction never letting up. She knew her husband was driven wild by being bitten.
Over and over again, Bren and Van pushed Gia to the edge of orgasm and beyond, each time her cunt massaging Bren’s cock and her mouth and teeth working Van’s. Van could feel the pressure building in him again, his balls drawing up, the tension succulent.
Heidi watched from a bar stool, the fingers of one hand rolling a hard nipple, the fingers of the other hand stroking her clit while her labia undulated against the leather stool. To be stuffed in each end by two big cocks! Her mouth and her pussy were both watering.
Gia’s orgasms were coming faster and faster now, and stronger and stronger. She looked like she was thoroughly enjoying herself. Her body was rocking and vibrating, her hips moving like they were separate from her spine. Suddenly, Bren stopped, having pulled mostly out of her hot pussy, leaving just the head in. Van smiled and did the same. Gia, just on the verge of coming, hovered there, whimpering and wordlessly begging. Heidi’s fingers moved faster on her own clit and pulled her nipple harder, knowing what was coming, and wanting to come with it. Brendan and Van were still holding position, and Gia’s moans and cries and wiggles were getting more feverish. Heidi’s fingers were working feverishly, too, the heat building from her belly through her nipples and pussy.
Bren and Van looked at each other, then suddenly they both thrust, hard. Gia’s writhing lust was ferocious and beautiful. Heidi cried out with her own self-induced orgasm as Bren and Van thrust fast and in time into Gia’s body, drawing out the rolling, writhing woman’s orgasm to a wild peak. Bren’s cock swelled and burst jism into her wildly vibrating cunt, his orgasm riding the tidal wave of hers. Suddenly, just as Brendan was finishing, Gia sighed and went limp. Van’s hard cock dropped from her mouth, and Bren caught her around her waist.
He let her down gently as he laughed, “She’s passed out from our attentions.”
Van stroked his wife’s cheek. “Sweet girl.” Gia mumbled happily in her sex-induced sleep. The wind had started to die down, and so had the fire. Van threw a couple more logs on as Heidi walked over to her husband.
"I’m surprised you didn’t come sooner," she purred at him as she grasped his sticky, softening dick in her hand.
"Actually, I did earlier, before you came in. That was round two," he said sheepishly. "I think I need a rest." Heidi laughed as he retreated to the other couch.
Van walked back to the couch where Heidi was, and she took his hard-as-rock cock in her hand. “Looks like you’re not done, handsome.”
"I was close, too," Van pouted.
Heidi looked down at Gia’s now-stirring form. “She’s a talented lady.” Heidi let go of Van to touch Gia’s lips, swollen with kisses and gently curved into a smug half-smile. “And so pretty.”
Impulsively, Heidi leaned down and kissed those lips, her hand resting gently on the side of Gia’s face. Gia sighed and opened her eyes. She smiled and sat up, and as she did so, she drew Heidi in close. Their lips met and opened, their tongues dancing heatedly but gently. Heidi loved kissing women. They were so soft and sweet and firm in a way that men never were. As their hands began to explore each other’s bodies, they heard a little moan escape from Van’s lips. They looked over and saw him watching them just inches away, his eyes glazed with lust, and his steel cock twitching in the air.
Gia’s voice dripped with hot honey, “I think he needs us.” Heidi nodded in agreement.
They pushed Van down to the couch and slowly knelt beside him, one on either side. They were twin goddesses as their heads lowered to his sex, their hair shining in the fire’s light, one a deep, dark chestnut, the other a silky blonde. Van smiled and sighed with contentment, one hand on each descending head.
Heidi’s hands stroked Van’s thigh and hip, and Gia’s warm hand was gently cradling his balls. The girls’ faces paused at the base of his penis, their noses a couple inches from each other, his dick between them. Simultaneously, their tongues darted out from their lips and licked slowly up his shaft, base to tip, a tongue on either side. God, it felt good! As they reached the top, Gia’s tongue retreated back down and worked the shaft with her lips while Heidi suckled on the big head. Suddenly, Heidi moaned.
Gia was still cradling Van’s balls, but her other hand had found Heidi’s moist pussy. Gia moved her head down to lick her husband’s balls and thighs as Heidi bobbed her head up and down, taking the full length of Van’s cock into her mouth and down her throat. Occasionally Heidi would bite down on the firm flesh as Gia maneuvered her nether regions. Van realized that Gia was orchestrating the blowjob from Heidi’s pussy. He liked it! Van was starting to moan and whisper, feeling the hot spunk building inside him. Gia was still massaging his balls and Heidi was sucking and biting hard when she suddenly cried out loudly from around his cock. Her mouth let go as she rode her orgasm down on Gia’s fingers. Van’s tension receded a little.
Gia looked up at Van, and said sweetly, “Not yet.”
Heidi smiled at Gia, “Thanks, that was nice!”
"You are very welcome."
Their heads were still at cock-level as they moved in for a post-orgasm kiss, but to Van’s surprise, they didn’t move their faces out from his body. Instead, they both opened their mouths wide and touched lips with his penis in between! Their hands explored his thighs and stomach as their tongues moved around his shaft, seeking each other out, their lips creating a delicious suction and they moved up and down. They paused at his cock-head, sucking and licking it and each other. Van’s fingers entwined in their hair as he enjoyed the unique sensation.
Heidi was gently raking her fingernails up and down his thigh when her face retreated a bit. Gia’s talented mouth took his hardness full-on in one gulp. As she bobbed down, she bit down at the base of the shaft, then back up and bit again just under the head. But instead of moving back down, Gia’s mouth came off the top of his cock with a Pop. Van’s brain had only a fraction of a second to object, and indeed, no coherent thought or sound had formed when Gia’s mouth was replaced by Heidi’s. Down, bite, up, bite, Pop! Just one mouth-stroke for her, too, and Gia instantly took her place. The women gained a moist rhythm, each with just one stroke, and each lady’s mouth feeling slightly different. Heidi sucked just a little harder, her tongue soft and flickering. Gia bit down harder, knowing her husband’s limits, and her tongue was firm. Heidi: down, bite, up, bite, pop! Gia: down, bite, up, bite, pop! They took their turns in an increasingly fevered tattoo. Heidi: down, bite, up, bite, pop! Gia: down, bite, up, bite, pop! Their hands were all over him and each other.
Van could feel his orgasm rising and he began to moan and sigh. The women increased their pace as they felt his hands pushing alternatingly on their heads. The lines of control blurred as the girls moved and bobbed, and as Van grasped and pushed their heads down onto his pulsating cock. The pressure was at the exploding point. As Heidi moved her blond head in, Van suddenly let go of Gia’s hair and pulled Heidi in with both hands. He thrust hard, the head of his cock moving into her tight throat. With a drawn-out moan, he released his juices into her hot mouth.
Heidi stopped, savoring the pulsing ropes of come and suckling Van’s cock as he finished spurting. Gia and Heidi leaned back on their haunches and looked up at Van.
Van looked down at their glowing faces and said, “Thank you.”
"You’re welcome, honey," Gia responded. Heidi just smirked to herself as Gia looked at her. "You’re not going to say anything, Heidi?"
Heidi leaned over to Gia and drew her face in for a kiss. Their lips met and parted, and Gia’s eyes opened wide. Heidi released a couple tablespoons of Van’s tangy jism into her mouth! The girls both swallowed and sat on the couch on either side of Van, laughing.
Gia smiled at Heidi, “Yum, that was delicious! Thanks for sharing.”
Heidi looked over at the other couch where Brendan was smirking, drinking a beer, and stroking his balls and half-hard penis. She winked at him and said to Gia, “I’m good at sharing things.”
The wind outside had completely subsided, and they could see the snow falling gently outside the window. The cabin was still bathed in darkness, except for the fireplace. They rested and chatted and enjoyed the crackling flames. After a short while, they noticed that the fire had died down a bit, so Van got up to tend to it and add a few more logs. The air was warm on their naked bodies and smelled of sex and wood smoke.
Gia went to the kitchen and returned with some hand towels and a bowl of warm water. Van took one to and cleaned himself up, then gently stroked Heidi’s pussy, cleaning the juices off of her flesh. Bren did the same with Gia, but as he moved the towel on her slit, she winced.
"Ow! I’m a bit tender down there!"
Brendan licked his lips. “I can help with that, Sweetie.”
Gia pushed him down onto the big, plush carpet on the floor. “You should! You’re the one that caused it!”
Van and Heidi watched as Bren lay flat on his back, and Gia straddled his chest, put her hands on his face and kissed him deeply. She pulled up, then walked on her knees up to his face, her cunt an inch from his nose. Bren reached around her thighs and drew her to his mouth, his tongue lapping with wide, soft, soothing strokes, and his fingers gently caressing her nether lips. Gia sighed and bent at the waist, resting her elbows on the floor and settling in for her nice, long tongue-bath.
Heidi moved her hand to grasp one of her own breasts, loving the feel of her hard nipple under her hand. Just a moment ago, her pussy had been happy and satisfied. But now, watching her husband’s erection grow stiff as his face was buried in Gia’s sweet musk, she started to tingle again. Her mind had been clear and rested, and in the next moment, heat was suffusing through her consciousness again. Bren’s familiar penis was twitching and hard, and sight of it was making her hot again. Heidi needed a cock inside her, now! She looked over at Van’s spent body. She leaned in and bit his chest. He smiled at her and stroked her neck.
"I need a little time to recover, darlin’! You girls did a good job."
Heidi looked back at Bren and Gia. Gia was moaning and rocking back and forth on her elbows in an orgasm, with Bren’s fingers buried deep in her cunt, and his tongue moving, still gently, on her clitoris. Heidi, without a coherent thought crossing her brain, walked over to them, straddled her husband’s waist, and with a sigh, sank her needy pussy straight down onto his hard dick. Heidi moaned as she hit bottom, matching pitch with Bren’s surprised grunt of pleasure. Gia looked back over her shoulder at Heidi and giggled a little. She relaxed back into position again as Heidi gently stroked the brunette’s back and ass with her fingernails.
Heidi slowly began to pump up and down on Bren’s cock, matching Gia’s rolling movements and savoring every inch of hot hardness. She moved her fingers over Gia’s back and thighs, but her entire concentration was centered on her and Brendan’s genitals. With every downward motion, Bren’s glans rubbed her G-spot and bumped her swollen cervix, and at the same time, her clitoris rubbed deliciously against his pubic hair. With every upward stroke she squeezed as hard as she could with her cunt muscles, milking him and feeling the absence of him in her. She would pause ever so slightly at the top of the movement, letting the emptiness and anticipation fill her mind. Then she’d come down hard, stimulating her sex again and again.
Van watched the three of them sighing and bouncing and wiggling in their erotic dance, and after a while, his cock began to harden. He knew he had to join the party again. Van looked at his wife’s pretty curved lips, but she seemed to be in a contented, orgasmic trance. He hated to disrupt that. Then Heidi’s bouncing ass came into view. It was splayed wide and looked soft and tight. He had fucked Gia in the ass before, but it had been a while, and he’d never done it with anyone else. Certainly not someone who was in the process of being fucked in the traditional way!
Van walked over to the group and started stroking Heidi’s bottom. She sighed appreciatively. He started to knead her ass cheeks, and she responded with grateful moans in between her cries of lust. Van looked down at his steel-hard cock, soft and spent just 20 minutes earlier. It was throbbing with need for Heidi’s tight ass. Van licked his thumb, and while squeezing the cheek hard with his fingers, and on her down stroke onto Bren, he stuck the thumb into Heidi’s puckered brown hole up to the first knuckle.
Heidi froze. Her whole world froze. She stopped moving. She stopped breathing. Brendan’s cock was buried in her twitching pussy to the hilt, her hands full of Gia’s sweet ass, and she was in the middle of a rocking orgasm. But she stopped and a wild desire overcame her. She had felt nothing like it before. There were no thoughts in her head at all. She was all sensation and need. And she needed Van there now! She needed to be filled! Somehow her raw desire bypassed her clouded hot brain and moved her vocal cords:
"Yes…god, yes… please… fuck me there, Van. Please. Please."
Again, such a polite request! Van lifted her hips so that Bren’s heavy cock fell out of her. Van dipped his own dick into Heidi’s dripping cunt a couple times. She remained still with anticipation, but quivering. Van then lowered Heidi back onto Bren as deep as he would go. She shifted her hips back toward Van, splaying that tight little goal.
Van positioned his now-lubricated and throbbing cock at her anus and pushed. There was a little resistance, and he thrust harder. This time, he buried himself in her. She was so tight and hot and pulsing there! The sensations were indescribable!
A primal, guttural sound escaped from Heidi’s throat. Filled. Full. Hot. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Fuck fuck fuck fuck!! The words weren’t words but pure lust racking her body. She thrust back her ass and in so doing leaned forward, her hands finding Gia’s breasts and kneading them. Gia groaned and bucked, enjoying Heidi’s hands and Brendan’s fingers, lips, and tongue. Heidi was barely aware of Gia or anything but the raw passion filling her lower body. Heidi’s body screamed that it was at the very height of lust. She was proven wrong when Bren and Van started moving inside of her. One in, one out, then switch. The thrusting seesawed inside of her, stroking her into orgasm after orgasm. The orgasms were coming hard, one after another, and Heidi was bursting with ecstasy.
Van was doing almost as well. Heidi was so tight and hot and pulsating. He could feel his come rising through his stimulated balls and his rock-hard and squeezed-oh-so-perfectly cock. The rhythm shifted and suddenly and Van was pounding Heidi’s ass in time with Bren pounding her cunt. She was so full and tight! Van couldn’t tell anymore whose cries and moans and screams were whose. Nor did he care to. He was coming good and hard! Van gritted his teeth and shot his third and best load of the night into Heidi’s throbbing, pulsing ass.
Heidi’s body was pushed to the edge of oblivion when they started to thrust together. So full! She felt Van and Bren’s cocks swell and pulse in her at nearly the same time. They were both coming inside her! Their hot loads shot into her wet holes, and with a cry of sheer, pure ecstasy, she tumbled into unconsciousness.
The four collapsed into a satiated, sweaty heap. Voices moaning, breath ragged, skin tingling, and nerves raw and happy. Brendan looked at his sleeping wife and chuckled.
"Well, looks like she enjoyed our attentions, too!"
Van looked over to Gia, whose contented, post-orgasm smile lit up his world. “I think we all enjoyed each other.”
Later, Heidi woke up to smells of bacon and waffles. She was clean and nude and cuddling, limbs entwined, with Gia and Van in their king-sized bed. Bright light was streaming in the windows, and she could hear the percolating coffee pot. The electricity must have come on sometime in the wee hours of the morning. Brendan was cooking one of his famous breakfasts for them, it sounded like. He was the only person she knew that would cook bacon naked! Her mouth started to water.
Van’s consciousness melted awake between two lovely, soft women. Their breasts were pressed into his flesh, and their hands were resting lightly on his cock, fingers intertwined. He woke to the smell of coffee and bacon, and to one lady licking his neck and the other gently biting his chest and shoulders. That is the way for a man to wake up! Van kissed them both soundly and they went to the kitchen to eat.
They were all quite hungry after last night. Heidi seemed quiet at breakfast and when Gia asked what was wrong, she said, “I just don’t want to go home!”
Brendan looked at his wife and smiled. “Have you looked outside? There’s five feet of snow! It’ll take days for them to dig us out. We’re snowed in!”
This was going to be an enjoyable few days, indeed!
As she rang the doorbell, Cat gripped Andy’s arm tighter. He looked at her and kissed her on the forehead,
"Don’t worry gorgeous. This is going to be wonderful."
She smiled back and pulled his lips to hers, forceful and passionate, their tongues entwined. He held her close and began to nibble her earlobe,
"You look like a filthy slut."
Cat had to agree. Her skintight dress showed off her ample cleavage and ended only a fraction below her round but firm arse.
The door swung open to reveal an attractive couple, no older than 30. The lady was tall and slender, dressed in a lacy red bra and g-string, her perky little tits eager to escape, her hair was cut very short, no more than a short bob. The man next to her was hiding a semi-hard cock in his boxers as he looked Cat up and down. He was as skinny as his wife, with matching short black hair.
The younger couple jaws dropped when they saw the other couple’s outfits, and Andy was glad to see that the other woman’s thighs were already slick with juice.
"You must be Andy and Cat. I’m Ryan and this is Rachel. It’s very nice to meet you."
They all shook hands and Rachel drew Andy in for a long kiss, her hands swiftly finding his hardening cock. She winked at Cat and moved away from her stunned lover,
"He’s a good kisser Ryan, I hope he licks pussy just as well" she said giggling.
The four of them walked into the couple’s home, the living room held a large bed, a couple of sofas and countless pillows. On the side, lube and an assortment of toys where displayed. They took seats on the sofas opposite each other.
"So, Andy, Cat, is this your first time?"
They both nodded.
"I understand that you’re the dominant and she’s the submissive, and that it’s pretty much anything goes, except no blood, watersports or scat."
They nodded again, Andy’s cock now at full attention and Cat shifting in her seat; she could feel herself soaking through to the pillows.
"Excellent. I’m the sub here, and Rachel is the domme, so be prepared for some facesitting Andy"
Andy stared at the tall willowy woman in the skimpiest of lingerie.
"I think I can handle that" he said as Rachel grinned at him. She stood up and grabbed Cat’s hand, bringing her to her feet.
"Do you two want to watch us first?" Rachel asked, her hands on Cat’s large breasts.
The men nodded quickly as Ryan switched sofas, and their hands found their way into each other’s boxers. Ryan had the longer cock by around an inch, but Andy’s was much thicker.
"Oh my! Some little whore doesn’t wear panties does she?" Rachel laughed as Cat blushed, the feeling of those soft, slender fingers on her wet lips was very erotic. She slipped the dress off as Rachel unhooked her bra and slid the thong down her long legs, throwing it to the men. Andy snatched it up and brought it to his nose. The smell was incredible. He moaned harder as he felt Ryan’s hand squeeze his cock.
Rachel slipped two fingers inside the shorter women’s cunt, her thumb flicking across the clit. Cat shook a little as she felt the juice run down her thighs, she was already so close to a mindblowing orgasm.
The short-haired slut dragged the busty girl to the floor, her lips quickly finding her nipples, fingers still slowly fucking her.
Nobody had ever done that to Cat before, and it felt amazing. She glanced over to see Ryan’s mouth around her lover’s thick, throbbing cock.
It pushed her over the edge.
"Oh shit Rachel, I’m already cumming, please, bite my tits, stick those fingers in deep, rub my fucking clit hard!"
The sight of his girlfriend cumming so hard on the fingers of this random whore, combined with Ryan’s excellent blowjob, made Andy explode into the other man’s mouth, forcing his head down to swallow his hot sticky cum.
Almost in tandem, Rachel grabbed a pillow and shoved it under Cat’s head, before lowering her dripping cunt onto the Asian slut’s face.
The taste was exquisite. She lapped up her first taste of pussy eagerly, trying to get her tongue as deep as she could. She coated a finger in the brunette’s juices, and slid it into her arse, eliciting a moan and a tightening of pussy from her new lover.
Another few minutes of her playing and she could feel Rachel was very close to orgasm, all she could hear was the screams of the tall sexy bitch,
"Ohh lick my cunt you dirty slut, stick your tongue deep inside my wet pussy, oh fuck, that’s it, work my clit just like that. Fuck, FUCK, FUCKKK!!"
Rachel’s moans and screams became a garbled mess as she soaked Cat’s mouth with her juices, her whole body wracked with pleasure.
Andy had continued to stroke Ryan’s cock, bringing him close to orgasm and denying him many times. He could see the older guy’s balls full with jizz.
Cat crawled over on all fours to where Ryan was sat and slapped away her lover’s hand.
"I want to taste him" she said, sweaty and hornier than she had ever been.
Andy walked over to the skinny brunette whore, and kissed her firmly, before whispering in her ear,
"I don’t think such a dirty slut gets to dominate me. Instead I think you deserve a hard spanking"
With these words Andy lifted the skinny brunette over his knee, and began to smack her small arse hard, a loud moan after each one. He could feel her juices dropping onto his lap.
The begging tone in her voice had a great effect on him, and he flipped her over on the bed, her arse sticking out in the air. Her fingers went to her clit, just supporting herself on an elbow.
He slid his thick cock in, feeling the tight sides of her cunt, where his girlfriend’s tongue had been just minutes earlier.
"I love how thick your cock is, it’s filling me baby. Can you feel how tight I am for you?"
All Andy could do was grunt and slap her arse hard again, fucking her rough in a strong rhythm, grabbing and mauling her small tits.
"Oh fuck Andy, pound me with that thick cock, stretch my tight cunt, fuck me, fuck me, I’m your little cock slut, just don’t stop fucking me with that thick prick."
They both watched Cat trying to take all 7 inches of Ryan’s dick down her throat, her mouth sliding up and down the long shaft. As she finally got it all inside her, Rachel screamed in orgasm and begged Andy to stuff his dick into her arse.
"No lube Andy, just fucking punish me. I’m such a slut."
Ryan shouted encouragement to the other two as Cat took all of him in her mouth and gently squeezed his heavy balls.
"Oh yes, fuck that tight arse Andy, make her feel your dick in her nasty hole. I want to see her cum with that thick stiff prick up her arsehole."
Rachel screeched like a banshee as she rubbed her clit furiously, before collapsing onto the bed in a powerful orgasm, apparently blacking out in the process.
"Holy shit Andy. I think you’ve fucked the life out of her."
The young man pulled his cock out, still red and throbbing. He stroked all along the shaft,
"Do you think you can take both of us baby?" asked Andy, knowing she couldn’t refuse as Ryan began to firmly rub her clit and bite her nipples, his cock also throbbing hard.
"Yes. God yes. Please just fuck me, I want to be filled by both of you. Now."
The men smirked and laid her across the sofa.
"Mouth and cunt first?" asked Ryan, to which Andy nodded.
Cat moaned deeply as she felt Ryan’s long cock slide into her well-used cunt, slick with her lover’s cum and her own juices. Andy placed his dick into her mouth, and the two started to work up a solid rhythm. She could taste Rachel’s arse, and found it to be such a turn on.
The feeling of Cat moaning into his cock was driving him crazy, so he pushed all the way in to feel her throat around his stiff dick, every gag and tremble of her throat sent waves of pleasure through his cock.
She felt a tongue in her arsehole. Holy shit nobody had ever done that before and she shuddered with the dirtiness of it. She knew that Ryan was making her wet enough to stick his long prick into her hole, and with his hand on her clit she shook through another orgasm.
The sensation on Andy’s cock after fucking the tall woman’s tightest hole and now feeling his slut’s orgasm reverberate through her body and onto his cock, caused him to shoot right down her throat, her nose buried in his pubes.
The young man still wasn’t finished though, the orgasm had only stopped him for a moment before he grabbed his girlfriend, sat on the sofa and slid her cunt down over his stiff dick. Ryan moved behind her and entered her arse slowly and firmly.
The three got into a rhythm. She felt so full and so fucking dirty. Here she was with two cocks inside her, one her lover, the other a man she barely knew.
"Fuck me you fucking studs, fucking take my holes, they’re yours to use, I’ll be your cumslut, just make me cum again, please, just once more, just one more intense orgasm on your cocks. PLEASE!!"
The men took the hint and fucked as hard as they could, practically raping her holes, her big tits shaking in Andy’s face, he took a nipple in his mouth, roughly biting and sucking.
The feeling of both these cocks was too much for her, and she screamed obscenities as the orgasm wracked her body, pleasure in all directions. Fuck she felt Ryan shooting his hot load into her arse, continuing her orgasm, this was amazing.
Knowing that his lover had just had the most intense orgasm of her life and feeling Ryan cumming in her tight arse pushed Andy over the edge once more, his cock deep into her cunt, he loosed his cum inside her.
Cat slid off the sofa, exhausted, cum dripping from both her holes.
my bestfrşd gf
My Best Friend’s Girlfriend
“Man, I’m going to hook you up”, he said out of the blue. We had just left the bar after a night of drinking while home from college break. Maybe it was the liquid courage that brought him to broach the subject so abruptly.
John and I had been best friends since grade school. We shared good times and bad, stories and experiences, but I had never thought we would share in the way that this one random sentence would initiate.
"Oh yeah, how’s that?" I said, my curiosity a little peaked.
A little strange, I thought. John isn’t normally at a loss for words.
"Well, Sandy and I were watching a porno the other day…" my interest peaked a little more "…and there was this one scene." John was visibly nervous. "These two guys were, umm, servicing this one girl and…" he stammered a little. "Well, let’s just say that it peaked her interest. We started talking and we decided it would be something we would both like to try."
I think I audibly gasped with surprise. This was probably both due to the words that were coming out of his mouth, but also from the tingling between my legs. “We took the conversation a little further and were trying to decide who we would want to do it with. We both decided that we’d like to see if you were interested.”
My thoughts moved to Sandy, John’s girlfriend of 3 years. Sandy was petite with medium length brown hair and a beautiful, almost wholesome face. She had smallish, but perky breasts and a perfect ass. She had been a runner in High School and was able to keep her figure and never put on the normal “freshman 15”.
The most amazing thing about this conversation was that Sandy was the prototypical girl next door. Seeing her on the street, you would never think that these types of thoughts could even enter her head, let alone have discussion with her boyfriend about having two men at the same time.
I shook off the lustful thoughts of Sandy to respond. “Are you sure?” I asked. Although the idea of getting a turn with my best friend’s girlfriend certainly got me excited, I knew wouldn’t do it if it was going to affect our friendship. There are some things more important than a night of lust…”I would want to make sure everything’s cool. I would never want this to be an issue between us.” I said.
"No man, everything’s cool. Plus, I think you’re the only one I could trust to do it with." I was still a little floored to say the least. After a long pause, I had to ask the question. "So, what do you get out of this? I can see what she gets (two horny guys)…and I certainly know what I get (the fantasy fulfilled of getting to get it on with my best friend’s girlfriend)…but what’s in it for you?"
I think John knew this question would come eventually. “Well, after thinking about it for a while, I kind of got excited about the idea of Sandy with another man. I think seeing her get fucked by someone right in front of me would get me off. Plus, of course, turnabout is fair play. If we do this with you, she’s got to be open to bringing in another girl for us…and you know I’ve always wanted two girls at the same time.”
Now, although it’s not my thing, I could see how a guy could get excited by sharing his girlfriend with his best friend. Fortunately for me, and the situation, my fantasies always revolved around some type of group sex scene. The wild abandon I imagined of having multiple people in a bed giving and receiving pleasure always got me going. I always imagined it would be with two women, but what the fuck…John and I were best friends (and straight) and Sandy was really hot. Now, out of the blue, I was confronted with a situation where I might actually be able to live out this fantasy.
With a few more confirmations from John that this was what he and Sandy wanted, and that we wouldn’t let it hurt our friendship, I was in.
Now we had to get down to the details. We picked a day later on in the week that we all were free. Friday would work. It was decided that I would go over to John’s apartment where he and Sandy would be waiting. After a few (or many) drinks, we would move into some strip poker and see where things went from there. The strip poker was my idea…I thought it was a nice way to put a check mark next to one of my other fantasies.
With our best plans laid, it seemed as though Friday would not come fast enough. Each night before going to bed, my head was filled with thoughts of things to come. Sandy’s lithe body rubbing up against mine. Her hot mouth engulfing my hard cock while my best friend takes her from behind. Her muffled groans in my mind like a lullaby as I drifted off to sleep with my hand on my stiff dick.
Finally, Friday arrived. I was like a little kid on Christmas morning as I walked up the steps to John’s house. I gave the door the obligatory knock and let myself in. As I yelled “Hello” I could hear there response from the living room. As I turned the corner I saw Sandy and John sitting on the couch, John, looking a little nervous, Sandy with a big devilish grin. My dick throbbed.
We were all a little nervous, and John broke out the booze just in time. We made some idle conversation for a few minutes as I quickly drank two drinks in an attempt to get my head straight. Sandy was wearing low-slung jeans with a little white belly t-shirt. The jeans were just low enough to see a peek of her panties poking up from the rear when she bent. Damn, she was hotter tonight than I even remembered. Her brown hair perfectly framing her face which was adorned with just the right amount of makeup. Her cute belly-button highlighting her flat and toned stomach. Her tits were small, but perfectly shaped. John had told me in the past during a drunk night of guy talk that she had perfect nipples. It was that thought that was on my mind as I heard John break the silence with the words that would get it all started, “You guys want to play some poker?”.
So there we were, the three of us. All pretty excited and a little nervous. We gathered around the coffee table, John on the couch, Sandy on the floor to his left and me on the right. I could already feel my dick starting to get a little hard at the thought of getting started. “How about some strip poker?” John said confidently, trying to keep up appearances. It was funny, we were all still trying to pretend that we didn’t know what was going on. “Sure” Sandy spoke up with a sly smile on her face. “I’m in.”, trying to remain cool.
John laid down the ground rules. “Alright, the guys have 3 pieces of clothing since we’re not wearing socks and Sandy has 5. I think it’s only fair is Sandy takes hers socks off to even things out.” Without hesitation, Sandy reached down and removed her thin white socks. Now I’m not usually a foot guy, but just the sight of a little bit of that smooth, creamy skin started me going just a little more.
First Hand: We were playing 5 card draw. I had a pair of 4’s after drawing 3 cards, John had a pair of 8’s and Sandy had nothing…Sandy reached into her shirt, did the little bra removal dance and a white lace bra popped out of the sleeve. Even with the low hand, at this point, I’d say I was winning. Second Hand: After having nothing but a King, I was able to draw two pair. This time John was the loser. He removed his pants and got prepared to deal once again.
Third Hand: Lady luck was with me again, in a close one, Sandy’s pair of 10’s lost to my pair of Jacks and John’s three of a kind. Now the decisions began. Would Sandy take off her shirt, exposing those perfect nipples which were now getting every so hard through her t-shirt? Or would she remove her jeans, giving me a shot of that perfect ass in her panties. It seemed discretion won out in the fact of showing more skin and she slowly stood up and removed her jeans. She slowly slid them over her ass and down the length of her smooth and tanned legs. Kicking them off playfully in John’s direction when she was through. I had a smile ear to ear.
Fourth Hand: I lost. Actually I just threw away a pair of Aces in order to get into the swing of things. I took off my jeans.
Fifth Hand: Now it started to get really interesting…Sandy was down to just her bra and t-shirt, John and I both had boxers and a shirt on. I slugged back my drink in anticipation. Unbelievably, or because John had a tendency to deal from the bottom of the deck, Sandy lost again. I was expecting a little hesitation, but there was none to be found. Sandy giggled a little and peeled off her tight t-shirt exposing her beautiful tits. John wasn’t lying, Sandy’s perfectly formed breasts were in full view and her nipples were small, dark and perfectly shaped. They were also hard with anticipation of things to come.
Last Hand: “Alright, I’ve got an idea” John announced, breaking me from my wide-eyed admiration of Sandy’s bear breasts. “The winner of the next hand gets to do whatever they want with anyone else for 3 minutes.” Now I knew it was going to come to this at some point, but the fact that my childhood friend was offering up his half-naked girlfriend to me was one of the most exciting thoughts I had ever had. We began the hand as I studied John for one more look of jealousy. All I got was a wink. I knew that I would win this one, no matter what.
Of course, I did. Through some miraculous turn of events, I was dealt a straight (as I quickly reminded myself never to play poker with John again). No it is not often that you are put in a situation where you can ask your friend’s girlfriend for sexual favors, especially in front of your friend. Thankfully John helped me out. “Why don’t you two go over there on the chair? I think Sandy wants to see what’s in those boxers.” A smile grew on Sandy’s face. I had to check one more time, just for my own edification. “Are you sure about this?” I asked. “Yup” John said with a smile. That was good enough for me.
I stood up and moved over to the chair and sat down, careful not to show too much of my ever-growing erection. I sat and turned my eyes toward Sandy as she followed. She walked slowly, as her breasts bounced ever so slightly and her hips moved from side to side. Her white cotton panties which hinted at her outwardly conservative nature, showed just a touch of wetness in front. She took her place in front of me and got on her knees.
Without a word, her hand moved up my leg and she began to feel my swelling cock underneath my boxers. Both hands moved up and grabbed either side of my underwear, I arched my back a little so she could slide them off. Without ever removing her eyes from my thick, hard dick, she wrapped one small hand around its base and placed the other hand on my aching balls. She began to move her hand up and down the shaft while gently kneading my balls with her other hand. Her lips slowly parted and I could feel the warmth of her tongue as she put just the head of my cock into her mouth. I could have blown right there, but fortunately I let the sensation pass and just enjoyed an amazing blow job. Her tongue danced around my dick as she slowly sucked and licked up and down the length. I stared down at the soft brown hair flowing around my manhood and was suddenly more aroused as her eyes raised to meet my stare. My cock still fully engulfed by her eager mouth. I broke my gaze to look over at John. Forgetting for a moment where I was, and who I was with. John was leaning back on the couch, with his hand slowly rubbing his erection through his boxers. A smile was still on his face.
"Times up!" John announced. I would say 3 minutes was more like 10, but who can tell time at that point. I took another drink. Sandy got up and as she did, gave me a little wink and a smile.
I was still reeling a little from getting a quick, but amazing blow job from my best friend’s girlfriend, but I was able to pull it together and get up from the chair. “So what do we do now?” Sandy asked, seeming a little anxious to ditch the games and get things going. “Do you want at turn?” she asked John. “No, actually I’m fine over here. I was thinking that you should have the favor returned though.”. “Ok you’re the boss.” Sandy said with a smile. “Where do you want us?”
You see I knew my place. Ultimately this was John’s fantasy, and I was just a (lucky) participant. And that was cool with me.
"How about right here?" John said as he patted the couch next to him. Sandy didn’t even bother to respond, she just ran over and sat down next to John on the couch, with about a foot of room in between. "You’re up man" John said slyly and I knew I was on.
I took my position in front of Sandy, slowly parting her knees and began to nuzzle her pubic area. The faint and delicious smell of her pussy through her panties got me going even more. I reached up and slowly began to massage her left breast, playing with her nipple between my thumb and index finger until it was rock hard. With my free hand, I reached up and slowly pulled down her panties and let them slide down her legs to the floor. I was greeted with a neatly shaven pussy, glistening with wetness from the evenings festivities. I kissed her inner thighs and brushed my nose against her clit just briefly when changing from one toned thigh to the other. As I did, her back arched in anticipation.
When I thought we both had enough teasing, I moved my mouth over her beautiful pussy and let my tongue dart out to taste her wetness. It was delicious. I dove right in. Her legs raised around my head and she rested them on my shoulders. Her body began to writhe as my tongue moved up and down her slit. I let her wetness run all over the sides of my mouth. I finally zeroed in on her clit, taking it into my mouth and lightly running my tongue over it in a circular pattern. She began to grind into my face and her legs locked around the back of my neck. As I increased the speed she was quickly coming close to orgasm. With one long, slow lick of her clit, she began to shake. “I’m cumming” she screamed as I continued the onslaught on my friend’s girlfriend’s pussy.
I finally lifted my head to see John wasn’t screwing around anymore. He had taken off his boxers and was rubbing his cock with excitement from what he had just seen. Sandy wasn’t screwing around anymore either. She saw the same thing I did and grabbed like a hungry baby for John’s cock. Her mouth engulfed him in one motion as she maneuvered herself into all fours on the couch. I figured I would give them a little time together so I sat back for just a few minutes to enjoy the show. Sandy was licking up and down John’s shaft with abandon. She quickly moved down to his balls and began sucking them into her mouth, one by one. The sight of this live porno film was more than I could bear. I moved around to the back of Sandy where her ass was pointed into the air. Her cute little ass was right there and I just couldn’t resist myself. I gave her a nice spank on her tight cheek. I heard a muffled moan from Sandy’s mouth as she continued to move up and down on his dick.
Sandy raised her head for just a moment. She turned to me and with a growl said “Fuck me.” Her head went right back in position to start sucking again. I didn’t have to be asked twice. My cock was rock hard as I pressed against her pussy. It easily slid in from all of the lubrication, even though she was a very small and tight. I pumped Sandy from behind on John’s couch like my life depended on it. I looked down to see my cock, glistening with her juices slid in and out, my balls slapping up against her clit. At that moment, I saw John’s head lean back on the couch and groan as he deposited his load deep into Sandy’s awaiting mouth. She licked and slurped and swallowed every drop, even going back to clean up where she had missed a drop. All the while grinding back and into me and screaming like a woman possessed
At this sight, I just couldn’t take it any more. I think John saw it coming and said “I want you to cum all over her.” Sandy took the cue, flipped over, rested her head on John’s lap and spread her legs for me. The sight was more than I could bear. I took careful aim and let an enormous load spray all over Sandy’s awaiting chest, stomach and pussy. Wave after wave of hot jiz launched from my dick and onto that tight body. Sandy just smiled and rubbed my cum all over her breasts and stomach, stopping only to take a taste from her fingers.
We all got up from the couch. Sandy went to the bathroom to freshen up and John and I put our clothes back on and sat down in the living room. “I think we need another drink.” John said, a little out of breath. “Absolutely.” I agreed.
We sat for a minute, sipping our drinks, thinking of what had just happened. John broke the silence. “Well, that was fun.” I wasn’t sure at first if he really meant it but after seeing the satisfied look on his face, I was sure that he did.
Sandy came back in the room wearing just a silk robe. The belt was untied and it flowed open to show her amazing body one more time. “We’ll have to do that again sometime.” she gushed while staring straight at John. A smile came to his face as he said “I couldn’t agree more. What’s everyone doing tomorrow night?”.
baby on the beach
Baby on the Beach
Last month Baby and I had been planning to go to the seaside, just for the weekend, together with her friend Sandy. Sandy lives in a nearby city and we were supposed to pick her up on our way there on Friday afternoon, and go down to the coast the same evening. This way we would have the entire Saturday available to swim, sunbath, and go out, and part of the Sunday. Everything was set up but on Friday I got the call that I had to go away on a business trip for the entire weekend. I was furious but the assignment was very important. I told Baby to get in touch with Sandy and to take my car, and that the two of them should leave anyway. There is no point that they waste the whole weekend just because I couldn’t go.
I went for a business trip and returned late on Monday. I parked my car in front of my building and I saw that the lights were off. I went up to my apartment, silently unlocked the door and entered the hallway on the tips of my toes. I thought that Baby was already in the bed and started to unpack, when I heard the voices coming from the balcony. I recognized Baby’s voice and the voice of her friend Mary. She probably came for a cup of coffee and a girly talk. I stepped behind the corner to say hello when I heard Mary saying:
"Come on, tell me already, what happened down there? Can’t be so bad!"
"It depends on the point of view," Baby said. "I don’t think that James is gonna like it."
"Hmm, sounds interesting," Mary said.
I decided to stay put and hear what had happened “down there”.
Then Baby started her story.
You know that I went down there with Sandy. James had an emergency so the two of us left alone. We got there around 8, settled in the room, unpacked, and decided to go down to the beach for a night swim. And then maybe to have a drink or two at the beach bar, and leave home. Sandy contacted some guy from her town she was messing around with and said that he would meet us on the beach. The beach was only 5 minute walking from our apartment. We got ready, I put on my black semi-thong bikini and since we didn’t plan to walk down the promenade I put on over my bikini, only a small, thin, and transparent white skirt. We brought the towels and head off towards the beach. There very only a few people down there, while most of the rest were gathered around the bar, some hundred meters away. The beach was pretty dark and we found a nice little secluded spot where you could see the bar from, and the whole beach, but not the main street. We spread the towels and ran into the sea for a swim. When we came out, Sandy’s friend Dan was already there. He carried 3 liters of local red wine and he sat next to us. We got acquainted and started to talk. He was tall, black haired and pretty much a nice guy. Some laughter, some wine, and after an hour the atmosphere was already totally relaxed. Somewhere along the second bottle of wine, his friend joined us. He was somewhat smaller, with long hair, and his name was Allen. He carried some more wine and I thought that they were trying to get us drunk and use us, and I giggled from the thought. After the second bottle of wine Sandy started to lose the grip. She couldn’t drink anymore and she asked Dan to take her to her room. I laughed because I knew what she wanted. Allen and I continued to drink and talk, and Dan came back after half an hour with a grin on his face.
"Did you get lucky?" I asked laughing.
"Yes but now with the right person."
I blushed and went silent. After another half hour the wine really started to get to me. I leaned with my elbows in the sand and closed my eyes only for a second , when I heard them asking:
"Are you coming?"
I looked at them and my eyes instantly went wide. They were completely naked, and their packages were impressive. They ran into the water and started calling my name. I got up, pulled off my skirt and headed their way. I really don’t know what I was thinking, but it seemed completely natural to me at the time. The water was great and I swam towards them. They started to sprinkle me with water, push my head down into the sea and generally act like children. But then after a few minutes, I could feel their hands all over me, more and more frequently; on my ass, on my tits, on my legs. At first these were like accidental grabs but then they were getting more and more bold. The sea, the wine, two naked bodies next to me, it all got me so horny that I couldn’t take it any more.
All my defenses went down in a split second. They probably noticed it too, because Allen came to me, grabbed my waist and kissed me passionately. At the same time, Dan got behind me, grabbed by boobies and stuck to me. I could feel his wet cock between my legs, rubbing my pussy through the thin material of my panties. It was all to much for me.
"Let’s go out," I said.
Allen picked me up into his arms, carried me out of the water and put me down to the sand. He knelt down and with two swift moves ripped off my panties and my top. His dick was completely erect now. I shivered from the thought that it will soon fill me up. What excited me even more was the thought that I’m gonna be thoroughly fucked not even a 100 meters from the bar full of people and that at any time someone could notice what was going on. He grabbed my butt, picked it up in the air, settled his dick on my pussy’s entrance and slowly slid it in.
„Ahhhhhh,” I sighed.
He pushed it all the way in and then pulled it out. He did that couple more times so I could adjust to his big piece of meat and then he started hammering me. Dan watched all this, jerking his own cock. Since he already got himself a piece of ass, he let his friend do the job first. In the meantime Allen was banging me like he was trying to split me in two. My moans got louder and pretty soon I started to scream:
„Mmmmmm, aaaaahhh…you fuck me soooo good, ungh ungh fuck me, fuck me, yesssssss!!”
I came. He fucked me in the same position for 6-7 minutes, holding my ass firmly and stabbing my pussy like a man possessed. I moaned, panted, screamed and squirmed on his cock like a bitch in a heat. Then he put me down to the ground, he put his hands into the sand and started banging me with long strokes. I realized that he was approaching the climax and I grabbed his ass and helped him get as deep into me as possible. His strokes were now less frequent but stronger. He put it in all the way couple more times, and then pulled it out and came massively on my belly and tits. Then he rolled off and laid down on the sand. I got up and put his shrinking dick into my mouth, liking the remains of sperm from it. While I licked and sucked it Dan came from the other side and grabbed my hair.
His cock was longer than Allen’s, straight, beautiful and pretty thick. I took it in my hand, stroked it a couple of times and put it in my mouth. I suckled on his head and licked his shaft. Each time I would put it out of my mouth, the spit would stretch from my lips to the head of his cock. I licked and sucked his balls while stroking his pole, and then I put it into my mouth and slowly, centimeter by centimeter I buried it all the way into my throat, while my nose rested on his pubic hair. He moaned in ecstasy. In the meanwhile, Allen came back to life, and his cock was hard again.
"Let her blow me, while you fuck her from behind," he said to Dan.
I was already on my knees while I was blowing Dan, and now I put my hands down too. I turned around towards Allen and grabbed his stone hard cock with my hand. Dan didn’t waste a minute. He grabbed my hips and stuck his already lubricated cock so deep into my pussy that I started to cry. He started ramming my pussy for all he was worth. He fucked me so hard that I didn’t have time to blow Allen properly. I thought I was gonna faint. He saw that and told me to put my hands down to the ground, he took my face into his hands and started to fuck my mouth. I was so horny and carried away with this hot fuck that I didn’t even notice that we had an audience. Several people, probably from the bar, stood 2-3 meters away and watched the live porn. And I felt like a porn queen. Between Allen’s strokes and Dan’s stabs I yelled at them:
"Fuck me harder, you fuckers! AAAHHH, YESSS!"
Dan fucked me harder and harder picking up speed. And then he yelled something and I could feel the waves of his sperm flooding my pussy. I didn’t even have the time to protest because he came inside me, when Allen pulled his cock out of my mouth and came all over my face and my hair. Sperm was dripping down my eyelids, cheeks, and mouth. I licked my lips and then I heard the audience applauding and whistling.
I was still out of breath lying down on the sand when Dan and Allen got dressed and headed towards the bar. I saw them being patted on their backs and cheered, when an inexplicable feeling of shame got the hold of me. Sperm was already drying on my face. I looked for my clothes when I realized that my bikini was ripped apart and that I only have my transparent skirt to wear. I put it on quickly and ran across the promenade exposed to stares of several tourists, watching me surprised, as I was running naked, disheveled, and covered with semen.
„Wow,where was I while you were having all the fun?” Mary said.
They both laughed, and I stood there in shock and disbelief, and with the biggest hard-on I’ve ever had.