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Author: alexh

Whore Night

My wife is petite, blonde, 45 years old and looks mid-thirties. She and I have been married six years and have lived out our fantasies for the last three years. We are constantly making bets and Cherie uses her body as her wager. When she loses five times in a row I win the jackpot, and we play a little game we call “Whore Night”. Cherie likes this game because I “make” her do things she wouldn’t do otherwise. She can be a real slut without having any guilt.

Last month I won big, and told my darling she would be dressed to thrill by 7:30 because I had big plans for her. I have a particular fascination with watching my little whore display her body and suck off several men. I had a friend with a nice house and several friends very ready to meet Cherie. At 8:20 we pulled into his driveway.

Lee met us at the door and led Cherie and I back to the den. Three men in their late 40’s or early 50’s were waiting for us. Lee made introductions and I told the men that Cherie was there to entertain them. I had Lee put on some music and told Cherie to do a striptease for us to start the evening. Cherie had on high heels and a long dress that buttoned up the front. After one song she was out of the dress and dancing in her black “merry widow” corset and stockings. After the second song I stopped her and had her pick a number between 1 and 20, then had the men guess the number. She picked 4, and two men guessed 3 and 5. I told them 4 was the number so they could both help her out of her panties.

Lee grabbed one side of her panties and Jay grabbed the other, then both slid the panties off her hips and down her legs. All the men leaned forward to look at her shaved lips and the little tuft of hair above her clit. I had Cherie walk around the room and show her pussy to each man. I stopped her after the first man and told her she was to put one foot up on the couch or chair next to each man so they all had a good look at her pussy. I also encouraged the men to stick a finger in her pussy to see how hot dancing naked made her.

Playing Pool Proves Dangerous

To have sex with someone that you aren’t married to is perilous and dangerous. When you are lusting after another man, it can be hard to deal with, but it’s easier when that person is on the road and you don’t see him very often.

It became a dreary week and I needed a release, so going out with the girls for a few drinks sounded great. We got to Mad Anthony’s when it was winding down at the pool tables. Now you must understand, I hadn’t planned on going out and playing pool, so I hadn’t really dressed in the appropriate clothes. There I was Mini-dress and no stockings or panties and the dress was low-cut! We decided that none of us were really dressed right but since it was just us, a little show couldn’t hurt anyone. Besides our egos needed a boost!

We proceeded to challenge a couple guys to a game of pool. Despite the fact that we stunk we always seemed to be the winners. Maybe because the guys like the view? We continued playing when all of a sudden there were some co-workers that had arrived and HE was with them. The key to my lust had walked through the door and wearing a pair of tight jeans and a t-shirt. Now, you must know that he knows about my feelings and that if coerced in the right way he could have HIS way.

I sucked in a deep breath and exited the room to the ladies room to regain my composure. He looked damned good, as usual and I had had a few beers. To say nothing of the fact that playing pool and making the other guys horny made me horny as hell.

When I came back to the table, the other 2 guys were playing pool with the other women I was with. He just sat at the table with his shit-eating grin on his face and a beer for me in his hand. He moved the chair closer to him for me to sit next to him. We sat there talking, while in my mind I was questioning what was going to happen, would I succumb to him or what. He then said he had to check into his room, would I help him with his things. I said no, but he made me promise to stay until he got back, I said OK. We all began to take turns playing pool, I hadn’t noticed his return until I had won the game and he started playing the next game against me. Every time it was my shot he stood behind me, and whispered, “nice view”, which I loved. Then 1 of the women had to leave to go home to her husband, had I not had quite a few beers I would have left also. The other 2 guys said they would share a room if the other woman and I wanted to share the other room, they didn’t notice what had been going on between him and I all night, but the other woman knew. She said yes we would, and proceeded to call my husband and told him the situation W/my State of drunkenness and that she would look after me.

HE just sat there staring at me, driving me wild and I knew then my resolve to stay faithful was being tested. Since the other woman and I didn’t have clothes the guys offered us t-shirts, but she said, nah, we sleep naked and stared at HIM! The other guys were tired so they wanted to go to bed, the other woman went up with them to help them clear out the room and then bring down an extra key for me, when she did, she said “You don’t have to use it if you don’t want to”, she winked at HIM and me. I denied anything would happen and HE snickered “it’s up to her, but I will try my best or worst!”

Anal Massage For His Prim Wife

Judi and Jim had been happily married for over 15 years but as with many couples, their sex life had hit a snag. Jim wanted to be adventurous with Judi but his wife didn’t seem really interested in anything other than the vanilla sex life they continued to have.

Nonetheless, Judi was an extremely attractive woman, even for the age of 42. Her long black hair gave a certain sex appeal matching still firm breasts, large nipples and a round, voluptuous sexy ass. She still turned heads when in public.

One night, Jim suggested to Judi that they spice up their life, and start “living out our fantasies” a biy.

“What do have in mind?” Judi asked. “Well, for one thing, you always seem so tensed up, so uptight. I’ve been looking on-line at some ways to liven things up a bit and I think I may have come up with something which would be good for us.”

“Such as?” posed Judi.

“Well, you know how you are always telling me that you need a massage? Well, I saw this ad on-line which offers a full body massage by an attractive couple. Guaranteed to make you feel great. Soft music, candlelight, a romantic atmosphere, everything to make you relax and feel like you never have before.”

“I don’t know about that,” remarked Judi. “I don’t think that I could ever really relax with two complete strangers putting their hands all over me. Besides, where would you be during all of this?”

“I think that I’ve always had this fantasy about watching you with another man. I mean, this would be a couple, of course, but…I don’t know, but the thought does kind of turn me on.”

“Would I be nude, do you think?” asked his wife. What about the two of them? Would they have their clothes on?”

“The ad states that clothing is optional but recommends that for 100% total relaxation and satisfaction, that you be nude as well as they would be without clothes. Besides, you want to really unwind, don’t you?” replied Jim.

“Do you really want to see this…me being touched by another man and woman?” asked his wife.

“I’ve given it a lot of thought, babe, and yes, I would like to see this happen. In fact, I was waiting for your OK so I could call them tonight. They recommend a week’s notice as evidently they are usually booked well in advance. I’m not even sure when they could even get us in.”

“OK, go for it. Call them and see what they available for next weekend.”

Jim immediately reached for the phone and called the number in the ad Then, he realized something he had forgotten.

“Hey, hon. I almost forgot. It says that you have to be the one to first call—I can’t do it as it specifically states, “women must call first for scheduling appointments.”

“OK, but what do I say to them?” “Just say that you and your husband want to schedule an appointment for next weekend, that this is your first time doing something like this, that you are a bit shy and nervous…you know, just be yourself.”

“Alright. I’ll try.”

Judi punched in the number and was surprised to hear a man’s voice on the other end.

“Hi, my name is Judi and my husband and I, well, we were wondering if..”

The man quickly interrupted. “Hi, this is Ken and I can kind of sense that this might be your first time calling? Is that correct?”

Judi responded, “Yes, and I guess you are right and I am a bit nervous as I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Relax, Judi, and thanks for calling,” Ken replied. “OK, take a deep breath and listen to me for a few minutes, OK?”

“OK, I’ll try.”

“Good. Now I take it that you saw our ad for a massage, right? OK, we offer various types of massage, all professional and all performed with my assistant, Carla. We offer a full body massage, totally relaxing and guaranteed to make you feel totally free and wonderful. We invite your husband to watch. Clothing is optional however, for a true fulfilling experience, we recommend being free from any garments. Carla and I do not wear clothes as we are constantly using oils and lubricants which can get a bit messy. We have been in business for nearly 5 years and have established quite a successful clientele. If you are not satisfied, Judi, then we are not satisfied. Does that sound good, Judi?”

“You sound very sincere and professional,” answered the 42-year-old wife. “Can you get us in next weekend?”

“Hmmm. Let’s see. Yes, Saturday at 8:00 p.m. is open. Please try and be a bit early so we can all have a glass of wine, unwind and relax before you begin your session. I’ll give you our address. Any questions?”

“Everything sounds good. We’ll see you Saturday,” said an excited but still shaky Judi.

“Wow, I can’t believe that I did that!” said Judi to her spouse. “I’m nervous, but yet, well, it does sound kind of exciting.”

Jim embraced her with a smile. This was going to be an evening he would never forget and he couldn’t wait for Saturday night to be here!

Around 6:00 p.m. Saturday, Judi took a bath. As she lay back in the tub she began to fingle a tingle she had long since forgotten. Was she really going to go through with this? What did this couple look like? What if she got turned on by them? What would her husband think? So many thoughts whizzed through her mind as she was as nervous as a high school girl on prom night.

Around 7:30, Judi and Jim drove to the address via directions Ken and Carla had supplied. As they approached the house, they noticed that the large house was set back from the street and appeared to have many rooms. It looked quite elegant from the outside, very spacious and quite impressive.

Carla greeted them at the door. “Hi, I’m Carla and you must be Judi and Jim.” The married couple entered the living room and immediately were greeted by a tall, well-built, muscular black man who wore only a pair of skimpy trunks and no top.

“Hi guys! I’m Ken and I see you’ve already met my assistant, Carla. Won’t you come in?”

Wife At The Strip Club

My wife never did mind me going to strip clubs whenever I felt like it. She actually would tell me to go. One day I asked her why?

She said that when I come back home, I really put a good pounding to her.

I told her that the reason why is because I always imagine her dancing on the stage and doing private dances with guys in the back rooms of the strip club. She looked a little shocked but thrilled at the same time.

She said, “that she couldn’t do that…. that she wasn’t built good enough to be interesting to any of those guys.”

I told her, “are you crazy! You’re built a hell of a lot better then any of those strippers….that she has a huge set of all natural tits while they have fake boobs…. that she was built like a brick house with just enough meat on her bones for a guy to really put a nailing to her.”

She just laughed and blushed. We then went to bed and fucked or brains out better then in years while talking about her being a stripper. In the end I just told her to come to the strip joint and see for herself.

Since I was a regular costumer of the strip joint, I knew the owner and manager and most of the people that worked there.

I approached the manager and owner about my idea of getting my wife to strip at their club. Both of the guys were egar to help out saying, “that they were always looking for new talent”.

It was arranged that I would bring my wife in on Friday night in which in the place would be rocking and packed full, and that after a while of getting my wife full of booze, that a stripper would come off stage and lead my wife onto the stage and strip her butt naked. Then we would see where things would go from there.

I never said anything to my wife, but I did tell her that “Friday night we were going out someplace new and exciting”.

That day I took her to dinner with more then normal drinking on her part. She also dressed extra sexy that day as well. She had on a dress with deep cleavage showing her huge set of tits, no panties, with a garter holding fishnet stockings, and three inch heels.

When we left to go to the strip club, she kept on asking where we were going. I never told her but in the end she said that she knew.

I asked her where she thinks that we were going and she nailed it on the head. I asked her how she knew.

She said, ” I just thought that after all the talking and the sex that we had after the other day, that it was just a matter of time before you would take me here.” Besides she said, “I’ve got nothing to loose with you and everything to gain afterwards.”

I just smiled saying out loud, “this is going to be a very interesting night after all”.

Slut Wife With The Cop

“Well that’s just great,” I sighed, looking in my rear view mirror. The red and blue lights were a giveaway that this was going to be a bad night for me. I know I had been speeding a little bit but was he really serious about pulling me over for that?

“Just relax, Hun. It’s not that big a deal, it happens,” my wife said. It was easy for her to say, I knew she was loving it. She was certainly dressed for a little leniency. She had just gotten off of work waitressing at our local restaurant… which is known for it’s waitresses. The uniform was outrageous.

Her skirt was eight-inches long and straight up and down when she started working there but as the management realized their gold mine of truck drivers that went through they made a few adjustments. The skirt she had on was only five-inches long and flowy, which made my wife look like a real spectacle. She wore a thong every night, which was guaranteed to have her ass cheeks on display no matter if she was standing, bending over or walking. The high-heels also made that worse. Her shirt was a tight little tube top, and while it wasn’t mandatory, she insisted that a bra would be uncomfortable and would leave unsightly lines.

I knew any cop that saw her would probably think she was a hooker. It was at that point I heard a knock on my window. I didn’t even notice him walk up.

“Sir, step out of the car please.”

I was in shock. What had I done? I thought back and couldn’t think of anything. I opened up the car door and step out. I had a feeling I was in for trouble. The officer was much bigger than me, black and looked annoyed. His arms were huge, bigger than my neck was round and stood a good four inches above me. I was instantly intimidated.

“Do you know why I pulled you over?” he asked in a deep, commanding voice.

“I genuinely have no idea. Was I speeding?” The officer shook his head yes.

“Not just that, you were swerving around. Have you had anything to drink tonight?”

“One bottle of beer while I was waiting for my wife to get off work, that’s it,” I replied. The officer ducked his head down and looked in the car.

“Good evening, ma’am,” he said, tipping his hat towards her. I heard my wife squeak a reply back. He lifted his head back up to me. “You have a nice wife.”

“Excuse me?”

“She’s polite,” he replied. I couldn’t say much about that… but I was pretty sure I knew what he meant. I was going to find out I was right. “Sir, turn around and place your hands behind your head.”

“WHAT FOR?!” I yelled back. He didn’t take that too well. I was spun around in a second and slammed against the driver side of our car. Before I could say anything else cold steel slapped against my wrists and my cuffed hands were behind me.

“If you say a single word, you’re going in the back of my car and that’s the end of it,” he said in a low voice against my ear. I stayed quiet. “Miss, can you please step out of the car now and come around to this side?” I heard the car door open and my wife pranced around to our side. She looked like a spectacle with her short skirt and ass cheeks hanging out from underneath them. Her nipples were pressed firmly against her tight top and shot out like missiles.

“Turn around place your hands on the hood of the car,” he said, commanding. My wife looked at me and I just nodded my head. What else could I do, in reality? I didn’t want to get arrested. She did as she was told. The natural arch in her back made her ass stand out when combined with the heels, as the officer began to pat her down. I kept my eyes on her face as he began to slide down.

I saw her eyes go wide and I knew what he was doing. I looked down and saw him sliding his hand up and down her one thigh and then the other one. My wife had great legs and he was pawing at her… I knew this is what he wanted. His face was eye level with her exposed ass cheeks and he was staring at them as he went about his business. We were literally at his mercy. We both knew that no one was going to come down this road this late. We took back roads on purpose for that reason… no cops.

“I’m not going to mix words, sir. I’m either going to book you for drunk driving or your wife is going to do everything I say,” he said, bluntly. I was in shock!

The Big Party

Jenny Craft was on cloud number nine! She couldn’t believe her good luck! Having met Charlie only a month ago, and now he was taking her to a party that would include his best and closest friends. They were having what once was described as a whirl wind romance. Introduced by a friend of a friend, they had become almost inseparatable. From the very first night together the sex and been beyond phenomenal! Charlie was hung like a horse and knew exactly how to use it! This was the first time that Jenny had ever had a man with over sized equipment, and she now was a true believer in the saying that size DOES matter!

The first time she saw Charlie’s cock she nearly fainted at the thought of trying to get that monster into her tight little pussy, but Charlie was so sweet and considerate the way he made the tenderest love that first time! Making sure that she was totally lubricated and turned on, he ever so slowly inched his organ into her pussy. After the initial shock of having her pussy stretched farther than ever before, she just relaxed and tried to enjoy it. After a few minutes, however, the feeling of being really filled up overwhelmed her! Just thinking of that huge organ inside of her brought her to a shattering orgasm! Charlie hadn’t even started pumping her yet and she was cumming like a little cock hound! After that she was hooked! Even when it was soft, it was as big as most of the erections she had seen in the past. One time Charlie was in the shower and Jenny came in to get her makeup. While washing his hair, he had his eyes closed and didn’t realize she was there. Watching the water and soap running down his chest and belly and then cascading over his low hanging cock was an incredible sight! She plopped down on the toilet and frigged herself to orgasm right then and there! Only when she let out a loud moan did Charlie even notice her sitting there!

No matter where they were, Jenny would try to get Charlie into a private spot where she could get him to show her his cock. When they were riding in the car she made him pull it out of his pants so that she could hold it while they were driving! In private, he kiddingly referred to her as his “little cock hound”. Although she could be a real nuisance, Charlie took her over dose of attention with a good sense of humor, because after all, she was a beautiful woman he was lucky to have for his own!

A few times since they first met, Charlie mentioned a private club he was a member of. He didn’t go into many details, but Jenny got the impression that it was a rather exclusive club that was hard to get into. For this reason she was really excited when Charlie announced that his club was putting on a party the following Saturday night, and that he was inviting her to come along as his date. Dress was to be casual, and she should be ready for just about anything! She tried to get him to tell her more, but he just would smile and say, “You’ll find out soon enough!” Finally the big day arrived and her wait was about over. Driving to the party, Jenny asked where the party was being held? “At a private home,” answered Charlie. Jenny thought that was a little strange, as most clubs met a restaurants or had their own building. She didn’t say anything, however, and they rode in silence for the rest of the drive. The house they finally pulled up to wasn’t really a house at all, it was more like a mansion! There must have been fifteen cars parked in the huge oval driveway!
They parked Charlie’s Lincoln and headed for the front door. As they were walking, Charlie told her that this was a very special kind of party, and that she might be shocked, but that he thought that she would like it! Without knocking Charlie opened the front door and ushered Jenny into the large foyer. Laughter and music could be heard coming from the next room. With his arm around her waist, Charlie led her into the living room. What she saw made her headspin! Around the room were a variety of couples in various stages of undress! Most were just laughing and talking, but some of them were in the early stages of love making! Jenny couldn’t make a sound although her mouth seemed to be trying to ask, “What kind of party is this?!?” Charlie, seeing her reaction soothed, “Jen, this is a meeting of the “Walking Stick Club”. The only requirement for membership is that you have at least an eight inch cock when erect!”

“We meet once a month here at Gene’s place because it’s so secluded, and also because it has enough room for the thirty people who usually show up.” Finally able to speak, Jenny asked, “Do you have to, you know….,” “You mean do it in front of everyone,” finished Charlie? She nodded her head yes. “Of course not,” he answered. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Nobody will pressure you to do anything. It’s entirely up to you!” “Let’s get a drink,” he offered, leading over to the open bar. While sipping her rum and coke, Jenny took a more leisurely look around the room. “Well Charlie was right about one thing,” she thought, “every man there had a huge cock!”

Some of them were even bigger than Charlie’s!!! All of the women seemed to be knockouts, and Jenny all of a sudden felt a little intimidated! As she wandered into the back of the house, a blonde woman with a large naked chest came up and introduced herself as Donna. “First time, huh,” said the busty blond? “Yeah,” answered Jenny. “Well, it’s the best time you’ll ever have,” gushed Donna! “My husband Bill and I have been coming to these things for four years now! I’m addicted to them, if you know what I mean?!?” Jenny smiled and asked, “Do you do it with just anyone???” “I’ve done it with every man here at one time or another, but usually just with one or two at any one party,” she answered. “Come on, let me show you something,” said Donna, leading Jenny down a long hall. Stopping in front of an open door, Jenny looked in and saw an awesome sight! On a huge king size bed, a black man with at least twelve inch cock was taking on two white women at the same time! He was lying on his back as the two women gave him a blow job! He smiled at Jenny and Donna and asked them to join in, but Donna told him maybe later and showed her to another room. This one had a little tiny red head sitting on a cock that was threatening to rip her wide apart! It was quite obvious that she was feeling no pain, as she was in the middle of a screaming orgasm! “I usually can’t wait for the third Saturday of the month,” Donna said. “I’m so used to having these hung guys, I don’t think I could do without!” “Another thing,” she offered, “they’re all real nice fellas too. Not a bad apple in the bunch! Really a lot of fun to be around!” “What about the women,” asked Jenny? “Well, said Donna, “Some of them come and go as the men change partners, or there’s a divorce, you know!” “Most of them, however, are good people.”

Jenny thanked Donna for the tour and went off to find Charlie. He was sitting off in the corner talking to naked man about politics. Seeing her coming, both men stood up to meet her. “Jen, this is Frank Elliot, a good friend of mine,” said Charlie. Frank stuck out his hand and said, “Nice to meet you, Charlie said some good things about you!” Shaking Franks hand, Jenny couldn’t help but notice the jumbo set of genitals that hung between his thighs. Frank and Charlie both saw her peeking, and Charlie winked at Jenny and excused himself to go to the john. Frank and Jenny then stood talking, she in her dress and him totally naked. As they talked, Frank’s cock began to slowly become erect, and Jenny by now was starting to feel that empty ache between her legs! Frank could sense that she was now getting very turned on and suggested they check out one of the back rooms. Jenny said, “Sure, why not,” and started walking. When they finally found a vacant room, Frank was now fully hard. “I love big cocks, Frank,” Jenny said, “how long is it?” “Ten,” was all he said. “Take off your, clothes,” Frank said, “let me see your body!” Jenny did a slow strip tease, hanging first her bra then her panties on Frank’s erection.

By the time she was naked, she was leaking cunt juice down her thighs! Dropping to her knees she took the head into her mouth and sucked Frank to a quick orgasm. He shot it down her throat, grunting loudly as his cum filled her mouth. Lying back on the bed with her legs spread wide apart, she begged, “Ride me, please, ride me hard!!!” Needing no more invitation, Frank got between her legs and guided his big hammer into Jen’s burning cunt. “A little at a time, or all at once,” he asked? “Bury it,” she ordered, and with one hard plunge Frank impaled her tight pussy with his huge ramrod! Since he had just cum in her mouth, Frank had to build up to his next cum. This meant that he would probably have to pound the helpless pussy for a good ten minutes or more to get off his gun! Jenny wrapped her legs around Frank’s back and held on for dear life! This was exactly why she was addicted to monster dicks! They filled her up like nothing else could! While Frank was driving hard to his orgasm, Jenny was in the throes of a seemingly endless string of earth shaking cums!

Her tight pussy gripped the big shaft, trying to draw it in even farther! As his orgasm neared, Frank was now thrusting in and out with piston like precision! Screaming, “I’m cumming,” Frank unleashed another torrent of goo into his new found fuckmate! Collapsing on top of her, Frank stammered between gasps of air, “You are unbelievable!!!” All at once in the back ground they both heard the sound of clapping and cheering! Standing in the doorway was a naked Charlie and Donna. “Bravo! Bravo!” the two voyeurs yelled at the two spent lovers.

On the way home Jenny snuggled up against Charlie and rested her head on his shoulder. “Happy,” he asked? “Very,” she answered! Slipping off to sleep, she could only dream about the next third Saturday of the month! “Next time,” she thought, “the black guy……!”

Model Wife

My wife loves posing for my camera and we have taken some very daring shots, but she never envisaged doing so for anyone else, although her figure is good enough.
A colleague from work, who is also a keen photographer, complained to me that he was finding it hard to find a model. Without thinking about what I was saying, I said that my wife would love to pose for him and I showed him some of the tamer photos I had taken of her. He was very impressed and asked me to arrange it.

When I told Rosie what I’d done she was cross, but I flattered her and talked her round to at least try it. She was very nervous and she had had three rum and cokes before we got to Peter’s flat. Peter is a very smooth talker and he soon put Rosie at her ease. The generous measures of gin and tonics also helped.

He started by taking portraits. By the glazed look in her eyes I realised that Rosie was tiddly and I suggested that she take her dress off and pose in her undies.

To my amazement she agreed and I helped her take off her dress. Beneath she was wearing a suspender belt, black stockings and the sexy underwear I’d bought her for her birthday. The bra consistes of straps holding together two small triangles of material that barely cover the nipples. As my wife has rather large, firm breasts, it made them look more naked than if they had been.

The knickers consist of a triangle of material covering her mound but leaves her bottom completely exposed. Her rather profuse pubic hair could not be contained and it lined the triangle. Peter’s eyes glistened as he surveyed the delectable sight in front of his camera. He took a couple of rolls and then asked me to pose with her. Watching her posing for another man had made me so randy that I jumped at the chance and moved behind her.

My cock was as hard as a rock and I pressed it in between her bare buttocks. She responded by pushing her bottom back so that my cock was trapped between her cheeks. For a moment, forgetting where I was, I cupped her heavy breasts and nipped the nipples between my fingers. A bright flash reminded me that we weren’t alone.

Rosie had closed her eyes and she was resting her head against my shoulders. She was breathing heavily and I could see she was very aroused. Holding my breath, I quickly undid her bra and took it off. She did nothing to stop me. I cupped her bare breasts and shaped them for the camera. Peter shot away as I tweaked the nipples into hardness. Then I undid the thong holding her panties together and it slipped down her legs, exposing her pussy to his eager gaze. Again, she didn’t stop me, not even when I peeled her pussy lips back to expose the inner folds to the camera.

Peter knelt in front of her and took close-ups of my fingers pinching her clit. She was moaning and gasping and her bottom was squirming constantly against my erection.

Peter had to reload the camera and I took the opportunity to go for a pee. When I came back, I came to a dead stop and stood at the door with bulging eyes. My wife was stretched out on a table with her legs wide apart and, between her legs stood Peter, easing a colossal prick into her exposed cunt!

Before I could do anything to stop him, he buried the entire length of his rigid cock inside her. She moaned, gasped and raised her legs so that her heels rested on his shoulders. Her eyes were closed but by the expression on her face I realised that she was loving being taken by another man.

He grabbed a breast in each hand and used them as handholds to shuttle her back and forth on his cock. Although jealous, I was also very excited and I approached her. She turned her head, opened her eyes and smiled at me lovingly. She raised her arms and pulled me down to her. We kissed, our tongues mingling together as Peter continued to fuck her cunt.

I could tell that she was climaxing, her body shuddered and writhed as she sucked wildly on my tongue. Her nails clawed at my back and she almost suffocated me with the intensity of her kiss. Only when she’d finally released me did I realise that Peter had spunked inside her cunt.

I was so randy by the sight of her open cunt, filled with his spunk, that I whipped off my trousers and rammed my cock into her slippery pussy. My cock went all the way in, in one stroke, as her cunt was so slack and so very wet. Peter’s spunk dribbled onto my balls as I fucked her as hard as I could. It only lasted a few moments before she was climaxing again as she received my spermy donation.

I rolled off her, panting, my limp cock dangling. I went to get a towel to clean us up and when I came back I discovered that Rosie was kneeling on the settee with her arse up in the air and that Peter was ramming his dick into her pussy from behind. Loud squishy sounds accompanied his strokings. I could see trickles of spunk running down her legs, his and mine.

I picked up the camera and started taking photos of them fucking. It was the most exciting thing I’d ever experienced and I urged him to change position. He did, many times, and I took a load of photos of her being fucked from different angles.

By the time he squirted into her for the second time, I was ready for more. I fucked her hard, frequently changing positions so that Peter could take photos.

Rosie was exhausted by the time she received my second offering. I helped her to clean up in the bathroom and took her home. She was rather embarrassed by her lewd behaviour but I put her mind at rest by telling her that it had been the most exciting evening of my life. Two days later, Peter came round to our house with the developed photos. They were terrific and made us so randy that Peter and I ended up fucking Rosie at the same time, one at each end. She loved it and it was the early hours of the morning before we were too exhausted to keep going.

Since then Rosie and I have invited other men to photograph her and I have watched enraptured as they fuck her brains out before I join in for some hot and slippery seconds.

Afternoon Tea Party

They had been meeting like this for about three years, fifteen women in all, over fifty yearsold, widowed or divorced, and between relationships. The group had been organized by BettyColton and her good friend Sarah Henderson. When they lost their husbands only two months apart, both women felt as though their sex lives had been ended for good. After months of mourning their losses, they tepidly tried to enter the local senior citizen social scene, with not much to show for it. Increasingly they became frustrated with their situations, and decided to do something about it! What they came up with, was a semi formal club that only allowed membership to ladies with the above criteria. They found out was that there were a lot of women out there in the same boat they were in, that being alone for probably the first time in their life, and also with a very strong and persistent sex drive.
“I think everyone is here,” Betty said to Sarah, as she counted heads trying make sure everyone was present and accounted for. “All but Jane,” replied Sarah, “she called with regrets, but herdaughter is in town for the weekend and she can’t make it.” Nodding in agreement, Betty locked the front door and went around to the back and did the same. All of the shades and curtains had been drawn, and the thirty eighth meeting of the Gray Widows was about to begin! Sarah went tothe middle of the living room and clinked a glass with a spoon and asked for everyone’s attention.“Ladies, the doors have been locked and the party can begin, of course their is food and drinks in the kitchen, so please help yourselves. As usual, our waiters and waitresses will be assisting youand seeing to your every need! I said waitresses because over the last three or four meetings wehave had some call for female help. Taking advantage of this option is totally up to your own discretion! Betty is up stairs checking to see if they are all ready to come down and serve you.Remember, we’re all here to have a good time, so please make the most of it! Thank you!”

Just then, ten naked young men and two females came down the stairs and into the living room.As they mingled among the older women, they asked if any of them would like food or drinks to be served. Some of the ladies gave drink and food orders, and the young naked boys and girlshurried out to the kitchen to pick up their orders. Other ladies simply talked to the youngsters,while others reached out and fondled the naked young bodies in front of them. You see, this club was designed to satisfy the sexual needs of it’s members, and all of the kids were totally naked and would do anything that one of the members wanted them to. The only rules were that no one would do anything painful to anyone else, and that what ever you did, was to be in full view of everyone in the club. That meant that not only were you satisfying your own sexual desires, but that you were also putting on a show for your fellow club members! Many a party had ended with someone saying that the most satisfying moment for them had been watching another member having an orgasm! This rule seemed to form a bond among everyone present at the parties, as everyone had seen everyone else in various sexual situations, and it made it very easy to empathize with someone who you knew had just been able to satiate a sexual need.

Most of the waiters and waitresses were between sixteen and eighteen years old, and the women loved the feeling of smooth young flesh, it reminded them of how it used to be. The boys wereselected for their young appearance, as well as genital size. They liked to have a variety of penissizes at the parties, because some of the women liked to have a boy with a very small penis, while othersloved the contrast of a boy who was very slim and young looking with a huge penis hanging between his legs. Curt was a very popular boy with the group, because he looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen, but he had and eleven inch penis that was about eight inches long when soft. Today for example, a sixty year old woman named Ruth had first dibs on him. When he asked Ruth if she wanted anything, Ruth never said a word, she just leaned over and put the head of the huge member into her mouth and sucked it right then and there, while Curt stood quietly watching as his penis grow to it’s full eleven inch length. Ruth had both of her small hands gripping the shaft, holding it like it was an expensive jewel. Ruth continued to suck, and Curtasked her if it would be okay to cum now. Ruth looked up at the young stud, and without takingher mouth off his head, nodded to go ahead! Curt smiled down at her and then released a torrent of sperm into her waiting throat! She tried to swallow all of it but being he was so young, and he produced such a huge amount of it, some cum dribbled down the front of her chin. Finally releasing the monster, she used her fingers to scoop up the missing cum and lick the last drops up.Several of the other women applauded after she was done, and Ruth just said, “God I miss getting to suck a cock every day,” and other ladies nodded their heads in agreement!

Over on the other side of the room, Edith Olinski was about to do what she did at every party,that being getting her large chest sucked by a young man. Sitting with her good friend Anna, Edith opined that the thing she missed the most was getting her tits sucked at least once a day.When she was married, it wasn’t unusual for her husband to go to sleep nestled up against her 44D chest with a nipple in his mouth. Ever since she was a young girl, Edith found that she needed to be with a good tit sucker, and she made sure that her husband to be was addicted to her lovely chest! Many a morning did she wake up to the feel of her nipples growing erect in his mouth. After awhile she began to have climaxes by nipple sucking alone, so now she was on the lookout for someone to take care of her aching nipples. Looking around the room, she started unbuttoning the front of her blouse, while catching the eye of a boy name Randy. She now had exposed her bra and the two huge mounds of flesh that spilled from the top. Randy came over and asked, “Anything I can do for you ma’am?” Unclasping the front catch on her bra, she pulled it apart, causing her breasts to fall into her lap. “Would you please take care of these for me,” she asked? “Sure,” he replied, laying down on his back across the thighs of Anna, with his head at Edith’s chest. Randy’s penis was right in Anna’s lap, and she took it in her hand and began to slowly jerk it. Edith gave a long sigh as Randy took a nipple into his mouth and sucked it like a baby She held his head gently, caressing his face as if he were a new born. “God it felt so good,” she thought, “I needed it so much!” Anna reached over and patted her friend’s arm as if to say, “I’m glad you feel better!” Edith rolled her head and eyed Randy’s erection and asked Anna, “Are you going to suck that magnificent erection or not?!?” Anna laughed and lowered her mouth onto the head of the hard penis staring up at her with it’s one eye. Randy gave an audible groan as Anna sucked up and down on his hardon! Edith pulled the big nipple from Randy’s mouth, substituting it with her other massive tit. It was quite a scene, one lady nursing the young boy, while the other sucked his hard pecker! Edith’s pussy was now approaching an orgasm from the insistent sucking her breasts were receiving. Seeing her friend with the young cock in her mouth sent her over the edge as she squeezed her legs together trying to put pressure on her throbbing little clit. Her whole body shook as her orgasm spread from her crotch up to her chest! Anna had pulled off the hard penis and now jerked it fast in her hand. His balls becoming taut, Randy’s penis shot cum all over his belly and chest in large spurts. Both women rubbed the cum into his skin, occasionallylicking some off of their fingers.

Sarah again took center stage as she stood up to make an announcement. “Ladies, today we are going to have a special treat. Curt and Mindy are going to put on a little show for our viewingpleasure! So everyone get a good seat, because the show is about to begin!” Everyone scurried around trying to get a good vantage point so that they could see the young stud Curt, stick hishuge cock into Mindy’s tiny little cunt! Mindy was hosting her first party, and was just cute as a button! Only about five feet tall, she was very slim with just a hint of womanly hips. Her pubic area had a sparse growth of blonde hair growing along her puffy lips. She looked like she was only about twelve years old! The two children faced each other in the center of the room and just looked each other over for a few seconds. Curt made the first move by stepping up to Mindy and giving her a soft kiss on the lips. Mindy responded by putting her arms around Curt’s back andreturning a more passionate kiss as she crushed her body into his. When they broke away from each other, Curt’s penis was now becoming very erect! It was so quiet in the big room you could have heard a pin drop! Several of the ladies had pulled up their dresses or skirts and had begun to brazenly masturbate as they watched the show. No one really paid any attention to them, however, as they were transfixed by the sight of Curt’s mammoth erection! Mindy, looking even younger next to the thick penis in front of her, took it in her hand and caressed the big head gently. Curt looked down, watching as the small hands played with his hard penis. Putting his hands on her shoulders, Curt pushed Mindy to her knees so that her mouth was inches from the giant head. “Suck me,” he said softly, throwing his head back as her mouth slid over his smooth velvety head. Only being able to get her mouth over the head, she used her hands to jerk up and down the huge shaft. Her mouth, now very tired from trying to stretch over the egg sized head, so Mindy lay back on the floor with her legs spread wide open. Drops of dew were clinging to the hair along her slit, and it was quite evident that Mindy was in a state of extreme sexual excitement! She stared up at the big horse cock that towered over her, afraid yet totally under it’s spell. At this moment, she was just like every woman in the room, a slave to mammoth shaft of cock that stuck obscenely in the air for all of them to see! Looking around the room, Curt gave everyone a chance to see his erection, because he knew that for the rest of his life women would do his bidding for just the chance to just hold his massive member! Turning his attention back to Mindy, he asked, “What do you want?” Raising her arms towards his groin, she said, “Give it to me, please!” Dropping between her legs, Curt took a hold of his shaft and rubbed his head up and down Mindy’s wet labia. She groaned out loud when he brushed across her tiny clit. Taking what seemed like forever, he teased her with only the very tip of his big pecker while Mindy began to writhe around trying to get his penis inside of her. Feeling a little sorry for her, Curt finally stopped his head up against her hole. Slowly he pushed inside of her, feeling her incredible tightness! When only about three inches of his pole was inside of her, Mindy had a thunderous orgasm! She thrashed around, but was caught on the end of the gigantic penis, and it pinned her in place. Curt now growing more excited seeing the little girl cum, drove his cock in farther. Again Mindy couldn’t help herself, being stretched to the limit, she came again, while many of the women were now also having cums of their own! It was stunning to see this tiny little girl being skewered by the biggest cock any of them had ever seen! Curt’s nut sack tightened up and his dick grew even harder as his own orgasm started to build. Now unable to control himself, he plunged his dick all the way home and started to pound the defenseless cunt. It was a total assault on her pussy, and Mindywas now in the middle of one long earth shaking orgasm! Her tight lips and pussy muscles tried their best to grip the huge shaft, but all that did was make it a tighter fit, which drove both of them to climax!!! Curt let out a low bellow as his cock expelled load after load into the pretty little pussy! Now totally spent, he collapsed on top of her, kissing her neck and cheeks softly untilhis cock grew soft and slipped out of her now gaping vagina. The ladies gave them both a standing ovation!

Betty now took the floor and thanked everyone for coming. “Drive home carefully, we want to see all of you here next month!”

The Plumber

Jake was just about finished installing the new hot water heater for Mrs. Drake, as the old one had been leaking like a sieve and must have cost a fortune to run. Jake lit the pilot light and waited for the familiar whoosh that came when the burner fired up. Mrs. Drake leaned around the corner and asked if everything was O.K. “No problem Ma’am, all finished,” Jake said, as he wiped his hand with an old rag hanging from his tool belt. “Be upstairs in a minute!” After gathering up all of his tools, Jake headed out to the truck to make out the bill. After all the parts and labor were included the total came to $450.00. “Not to bad,” thought Jake, as he went back into the house. Mrs. Drake took the bill and looked it over for what seemed to be a very long time. “Is there a problem Mrs. Drake,” asked Jake. “No, there’s no problem. I was just thinking that maybe you would like to add another $550.00 to make it an even thousand.” Jake eyed her a little suspiciously and wondered why she would make such an offer.
Jake had found out that Mrs. Drake had been widowed about twelve years ago and lived alone.He guessed she must have been about sixty five years old give or take, and while not especially attractive, after all she was in her sixties, she had a pleasant enough appearance and had a slightly husky build. “Well Jake, as you know I have lived alone for a long time and I, ah well, well I–oh forget it!” she stammered. All of a sudden it dawned on Jake that the old biddy wanted to have sex with her!! “Christ alive she could be his grandmother!” Even as he was about to dismiss it out of hand, he started to think of how handy that extra five fifty would be. His wife Cathy was pregnant with their second child and with house payments and all, things were a little tight! How long could it take? Even if it lasted an hour it would be worth a shot.

Jake got up out of his chair and unbuckled his belt buckle and said, “Cash!” Mrs. Drake stood transfixed as the young plumber started removing his clothing. At twenty five he had a well chiseled muscular body that made her pussy cream! When he got down to his jockeys she told him to stop. “I want to open it myself,” she said! He walked over to where she was sitting so she could get her hands on her prize. Before she pulled his shorts down Mrs. Drake leaned forward and rubbed her face all over the front of his crotch, breathing in deeply, she savored the smell of his male sex! It had been so long for her! Not a man in over a decade! Jake had been worried about one thing, would he be able to get it up? After all Mrs. Drake wasn’t any Marilyn Monroe! Unbelievably, however, when he felt that hot breath he responded immediately! He could tell from the look on her face that she was extremely turned on, and that probably heightened his own desire. Finally she slid his short off and his big cock jumped out and pointed right at her face. “May I suck it,” she asked? “Sure, go ahead,” answered Jake. Jake had been blown a lot of times in his life, his wife Debbie was a true cock hound, but Mrs. Drake put them all to shame as she practically inhale his fat head. “I’ve never sucked and circumcised cock before, and it’s the best I’ve ever tasted,” she said! She sat back for a moment and opened up the front of her housecoat. She was totally naked under there! Although her tits sagged, they were really large with dark thick nipples. Getting a little more confident Jake asked, “Do you twist those nipples when you finger you cunt?” She nodded yes and unconsciously reached up and began flicking at her hard nubs. “Lay back and do your clit,” Jake ordered! Obediently Mrs. Drake fell back and dropped her left hand to her hairy pussy. It was the first cunt Jake had ever seen with gray hair! As she began working her cunt, Jake moved over so she could suck on his pecker at the same time. Pretty soon her body started to shake as the first throes of orgasm swept over her. By now her hand was a blur as it flew over her hot clit. Her deep moan cause Jake’s cock to begin it’s own eruption! It pumped load after load down the throat of the senior citizen cock sucker! She was up to the challenge as she caught every drop and swallowed his cum down hungrily!

Mrs. Drake grabbed Jake’s cock and cooed, “Momma wants this in her cunt!!” Still erect, Jake slid over the old woman and slid his cock into her burning snatch. Expecting it to be loose, he was pleasantly surprised at it’s tightness. “Give it to me hard you fucking stud,” she begged! Jake was now on automatic pilot as he pistoned his eight inches in and out of the silver haired pussy. Since he had just cum, he would take him a few extra minutes to shoot, and that suited Mrs. Drake just fine, as she held on loving every stroke. Nearing his own orgasm, Jake rammed his dick that much harder and faster, sweeping Mrs. Drake away in an orgasmic explosion! Together they crashed on the shoal of simultaneous climax!

Finally standing up to put on his clothes, Mrs. Drake casually stroked his now shrinking member.“Next month,” she asked? “You got it,” Jake replied, “all cash!!!

New Years Party

We were invited to a colleague’s New Year’s party. My wife Julie hates parties and I mentioned it nervously, firmly expecting that she would refuse. I was surprised when she accepted with no fuss.

Our marriage had been going through a rough phase lately. I had once pressed her to make love to another man in my presence but she had indignantly refused.

“If I am going to fuck someone else it will be because I want to and in private not for your entertainment.” she had said. Wanting to save my marriage, I backed off and had said no more.

When the party invite arrived, I knew it was not going to be a swinging affair. I could but hope it might be exciting.

She must have sensed my hopeful eagerness and expected the worst. I didn’t imagine that is why she agreed to come and assumed she just wanted to please me to help save the marriage but, in the light of events, I am not as sure now.

At the weekend, she spent the afternoon getting ready and surprised me by getting out a very sexy dress with a low, revealing neckline resulting in a stunning display of cleavage.

The dress clung to her body, showing the outline of her suspender belt and panties. In spite of her 38 years, she still had a super slim, firm body and, with her long, blonde hair, she was stunning. I told her so, but she just snorted and said, “Don’t leave me alone at the party.”

When we got to the party it was up and running with lots of people there. I went to get us a drink from the bar in the kitchen. Whilst there I met a friend from out of town and chatted. I suddenly realised I had been a long time and hurried back with the drinks.

I was relieved to find that my wife had immersed herself in a small group and was chatting animatedly. However, when I offered the drink, it was clear that I was in trouble as she snarled at me to “piss off.”

I went and hit several quick drinks but consoled myself that she now seemed to be enjoying being the centre of attention in her group. A bunch of men looking as if they thought they were on to a good thing surrounded her.

I sat half drunk on the edge of the dance floor and slowly realised that my wife seemed to be the star of the show, at least for her group of admirers. She was dancing every dance with a whole string of men and, as the dance floor darkened and the music got slower and smoochy, she was nestling close in the arms of her partners.

She was obviously being chatted up and kissed passionately whilst her partners slowly rubbed themselves against her and attempted to grope her.

The lights became dimmer and dimmer and it became difficult to keep track of what she was up to, although I could see she had progressed to locking both hands around the neck of most of her partners whilst locking her lips to theirs.

This was clearly giving them free rein to explore her body as they wished.

In the far corner of the room was a long draped curtain and soon, all her partners steered her to that spot so their behaviour was obscured by the curtain and nobody could see what was going on.

However, when she came off the dance floor, she looked more flushed and excited every time I saw her. Although I had expected her to keep those randy studs at bay, I began to be obsessed with what they were being allowed to do to her.

Julie had been really annoyed when I was gone so long. She hated having to meet new people, being basically shy, but was one of those people who were very good at hiding it. When she got going she was very sociable. So she was pleased when a lot of men came up to talk to her. She recognised that they were the most notorious womanisers, but, they were entertaining, and it was fun to relive her single days.

She had always liked the attention from the wolves and enjoyed being in control and holding them at bay. She enjoyed the chat and flirting and, when the dancing started, she accepted all of the invitations to dance that flooded in.

All the men held her as close as possible and rubbed themselves against her in the slow numbers. They tried to kiss her and feel her tits, buttocks and belly, whilst whispering in her ear how beautiful she was and telling her what they would like to do to her.

All this attention was exciting and she was thrilled that men still wanted her. She basked in the flattery and attention. It was like being a young girl again with the difference that times had changed and she was now an experienced wife. In her youth, with no pill and a strict moral upbringing, she had become expert at deflecting the seducers.

She had missed out on the sixties’ sexual revolution whilst bringing up young children. She was tempted to take this opportunity to catch up but it was difficult to ignore the way she was brought up. So, at first, she kept her partners from groping her and turned away from their kisses.

However, as the evening wore on she became more aroused by the attentions. She began to think that I had set this evening up to realise my fantasy and was still furious at being deserted, so she stopped her partner’s advances less often.

The organisers had dimmed the lights on the dance floor and played only slow numbers, and, everywhere, couples were dancing close with their lips locked together.

She began to allow her partners to lick her neck, to nibble her ears, and then to lock their lips to hers. She allowed herself to respond and parted her lips to let their tongues explore her lips, teeth, and tongue.

Her excitement mounted and she let them slide their hands down her body to caress her breasts and buttocks. She insisted that they kept their hands to the outside of her clothes – an old-fashioned, teen-age restriction from her youth.

After each dance, she sat out for a while, joking and flirting with the group and enjoying the glow as the wine and the attention relaxed her.

The next time she danced she immediately responded to the searching lips and allowed the wandering hands, allowing them to thrill her body. This time she welcomed the hand that slid into the top of her dress and caressed her breasts through her bra. With favoured partners, she allowed their hands to ease her bra aside and caress her nipples. It was electric and soon both her breasts were bare and the nipples hard.

Her favoured partners immediately headed for the curtain, where they could quickly get their hands down the front of her dress, her bra to one side, and her tits exposed. There was little attempt to dance, just a deep snog and groping of her tits. They cupped them in their hands, caressing her nipples sending shivers of arousal through her.

She stopped the many attempts to get their hands up her skirt and at the end of the dance she straightened her cloths and returned to the group and her glass.

After this had been the routine for an hour or so, her eager last partner asked to her to dance simultaneously with another man.

“That’s tricky,” she laughed. “I can’t dance with both of you.”

“Why not?” one countered, and they each seized a hand and led her to the floor.

She slipped into the embrace of one of them and the other moved in behind her, sliding his hands around her torso. She was steered into the far, dark corner against the curtain and her conventional partner kissed her passionately, so she responded and clasped her hands around his neck.

The man behind soon had a hand into the plunging neck of her dress.

Her bra was soon undone and each of his hands were soon gripping a breast, stroking her nipples until they were hard and firm, whilst he rubbed his body against her buttocks.

The thrill of the kiss, the caresses of her breast, and the pressing of the obviously stiffening male member onto her buns added to her rising excitement and she allowed the man behind to reach down and caress her belly through her dress with his spare hand.

She stopped them from trying to raise her dress to get onto her bare flesh, but, suddenly, a hand was sliding across her bare stomach. The man behind had found the side zip of her dress, furtively slid it open, and, entering, caressed her belly. She instinctively stiffened… this was too far to fast.

She tried to get her hands down to stop him but could not do so because of her partner’s grip around her middle.

She was forced to abandon this fruitless, but enjoyable, effort to prevent the man exploring her body so intimately. She continued to respond to her first partner’s exploring tongue by nestling in his arms and enjoying the excitement that engulfed her body.

The exploring hand gently caressed her belly with ever widening circles, the tips of his fingers getting lower and lower. She tried to protest when the finger tips slipped under the waistband of her panties and was soon exploring her mound with its soft downy bush.

The finger-tips of the hand were soon at the top of her crack, the middle finger smoothly slipping between her pussy lips, easing them apart to expose the entrance to her cunt. She squeezed her legs together in a belated attempt to control the situation, but her front partner kept his knee between hers, holding her thighs apart, and providing the fingers of the man behind with free access.

Then the finger-tips were stroking her hardening button and she, at first, attempted to complain. This effort was soon lost as her desire exploded beyond her control.

She clung to her partner and opened her mouth wide to welcome his exploring tongue.

She murmured in ecstasy, and pressed her body to him. He had realised what his friend was up to and, having helped with his knee, seized the opportunity to participate.

He released his hand from her breast and thrust it down between them. He swayed away from her to give himself room, and pulled the front of her dress up until he could reach the top of her thighs.

He stroked her inner thigh; his movements steadily getting higher and higher until his hand was on the soft delicate skin above her stockings.

His hand stayed there for a while, savouring the pleasure of the moment, but soon moved up to caress her mound through her panties.

Then his hand was up under the leg of her pants and two fingers found the mouth of her cunt and were quickly deep up inside her, searching expertly for her sensitive spot.

She let out a low, audible moan when he found it and, as his finger tips massaged g-spot, at the same time the other man was working expertly on her clit. Her cunt responded inevitably to these attentions and convulsed to grip his fingers tightly as his finger- fucking intensified.

“Oh God, that’s so lovely,” she groaned into his ear and then had to bury her mouth into his shoulder to stifle her moans and her deepening pant as the orgasm started to grip her.

She clung desperately to him, thrusting her tongue down his throat. In her passion, she slipped her hand from his neck and down to his crotch. She could feel his prick was erect and she quickly slid his zip down until his hard prick sprung out into her hand. She stroked the glans expertly and gently caressed the tip before sliding her fingers down the shaft and expertly wanking it.

This movement became a frantic rhythm as those familiar intense spasms of pleasure gripped her body.

The man sped his finger-fuck in response to the spasms squeezing his fingers and her pants and moans.

She had stopped kissing. She jammed her mouth onto his shoulder to stifle the noise she was making and hung on to him until the pleasure spasm had subsided. She wanked him wildly, and was thrilled as she felt his prick jerk and spurt furiously over her hand, the sticky goo dripping down her hand and over the front of her dress.

In the glow of her first orgasm she relaxed, but the man behind continued to stroke her clit with a persistent rhythm. The fingers deep in her plundered her incessantly and the preliminary pleasures of a second, stronger orgasm speared through her body.

Then it hit her with shattering intensity. She released the first, wilting prick and reached behind her for the other prick which was now exposed and waiting. In response to her attention it soon spurted more cum into her hand and sprayed it over the back of her dress.

She relaxed into the arms of the two men, glowing with the pleasure that swept over her after her desire was fulfilled, but, gradually, was overcome by guilt at her unexpected behaviour and growing alarm at the mess she was and her fear of discovery when the dance ended.

The exhausted satisfaction of the men was passing also but replaced, not by guilt, but rekindling desire.

One of them returned to fondling her breasts and taking his cue, the other soon had his hand on her crotch and slid his fingers up her knicker leg again and deep into her.

She pushed their hands away and whispered, “I must get cleaned up,” and broke away from their clutches.

She quickly walked off the floor and rushed up the stairs to the toilet, saying a silent prayer for the low lighting. She was relieved when she slipped safely inside and locked the door.