It was early one morning, I woke up feeling this ache in my legs again that put me in my usual grumpy mood. By the time I got downstairs in my soft and snuggly red bathrobe, Dad was at the table with his coffee and paper. He was a morning person since forever, and I definitely wasn't. I looked my best, felt my best and was most cheerful at night... Which was probably why Dad would always bring home a movie or game to play with me. He might have been a workaholic whenever he could manage, but he never passed up time to laugh and hang out with me.

" Dad? "

" What Mia? "

His brown eyes looked up passed those black glasses of his and he offered me a small smile. Maybe hoping I'd tell him what I wanted for breakfast before school rather than what I was about to say.

" I've got those cramps in my legs again, can I -please- stay home?" I put on this little pout. You know, the one that makes your eyes go all doe-y and bright. My lower lip slowly pouted out and I held my hands together in the innocent pleading sort of way.

" You really shouldn't be missing any more school. "

I nodded, as if feeling ashamed before he sighed softly himself, " Okay Mia. You can stay home today. But get that project done early so I don't feel like I'm letting you flunk. "

I hurried over as fast as my cramped legs could manage and I hugged him tight. My lips met his temple and I smooched him loudly. Inbetween the snuggly affection, I murmured how great a Dad he was. He really was great. It was a rare time he ever got loud with me, never hit me... He always seemed so extremely gentle when it came to me. But whatever, Dads were supposed to be like that!

Eventually, his coffee was done by the time I'd settled down to eat something and he was out the door as quick as Superman. His car engine sounded and off he rolled. I yawned a little as I slowly remembered I was still really tired, but I honestly didn't know why. Sometimes I got really horrible sleep. The kind where you sleep so deep but wake up exhausted still. Maybe it's low blood sugar or something.

It wasn't long before I scooted my way back up into my room. My bed was still warm and cozy when I climbed in beneath those covers and curled up as tight as I could. Naked as I was, the blankets made up for extreme heat that nearly had me purring as I laid there. Oh, man. My bed was so comfy. We'd just gotten me a new mattress since my single sized bed wasn't big enough for me. I wanted to sprawl out, so Dad got me a double and figured it'd be good for the size of my room. The four posts on the edges and the old style wooden headboard and footboard were classy. They were some weird specific victorian style or something like that. Expensive to buy, but they were hand-me-downs in our family.

The dark of my room was pretty soothing with the sunlight spilling in from the hallway. My eyes slowly drifted shut and I was back off to sleep like I'd never woken up. Kind of funny how groggy I felt. Oh well, I'd wake up before noon and it'd all be good. I'd get my project done, Dad would be appeased and all would be well in the world.

Boy, was I wrong.

When my eyes opened next, I nearly smacked myself. 11pm? I'd slept all day? A soft groan slipped from my lips as I flopped out of bed with one of my warm blankets around me. Dad probably came home and left me to sleep so he didn't have to deal with me. I shook my head just a little as I wandered out of my room towards the bathroom at first before I stopped when I heard noises. With a little turn of my head, I was looking at my dad's mostly closed door and blinked when I realized it -was- nearly closed... Dad never closed his door.

With a few silent steps I was peeking through the crack of it. The Hall light was off, so it didn't honestly matter. Yet, I spotted something rather crazy. On the small tv screen where he watched the weather in the morning, was a young girl bent over a bed. Her hands were bound by handcuffs and she looked like she was getting humped pretty hard. The 'film' looked amateur, but I was still surprised to know my dad had porn on at all.... The TV was kind of loud too. So, I leaned a little to peek in and around for my Dad, but he wasn't on the bed.

" Dad? "

It was kind of stupid to bug him if he was taking care of himself, but I could just claim the tv woke me up and I thought something was wrong. Yeah. My foot nudged the door just a little before the front of my blanket was snatched and I was yanked in like I weighed ten pounds at best. The door shut behind me just as the tv was shut off, leaving the room in sudden blackness. I heard a click, and I felt like I was standing alone there, clutching my blanket as I felt my heart pick up a little. I hadn't -seen- anybody in the room. Who grabbed me?

I didn't have a chance to ask. My lips parted a little only to be pressed on by another pair. A tongue invaded into my mouth and curled around my own tongue. I nearly squeaked in surprise before I felt a strong hand rip off my blanket. I pulled my head back, attempting to get a breath to scream but as I did, I was spun around and pushed onto my father's bed which felt like it was turned down. My arms were painfully pulled behind me and held with one muscular hand before the click of metal sounded.... Handcuffs? Where the hell did Handcuffs come from in -this- house?

" What are you doing? Let me go! "

Something was placed over my eyes, a blindfold maybe... Maybe even one of those sexy ones they had in fetish pornography. But it held tight to my head, like it was just -perfect- for my head. It kind of reminded me of the hat-feeling I had in some of my dreams lately where I could never remember what I was doing... but I remembered a hat! I think.

Whoever just bound me up, wasn't talking. I felt two muscular hands grab me and turn me around again, pushing me onto my knees with my hands behind my back and facing some unknown direction. I stayed there a moment, kind of scared really to think why I was naked, kneeling bound and not with a voice atleast yelling at me for some psychotic reason. I felt a hand grip my jaw and pry my mouth open with a thumb. I had the urge to bite, but soon felt something spongey press against my lips, even play over them. My current 'Keeper' seemed to breathe in... So I didn't quite wound the jerk yet.

Instead, with my hesitancy, that spongey warm piece of whatever pushed into my mouth and it didn't take me long to realize what it was. A cockhead, plush in size and heated up with horned up blood rubbed against the back of my throat in no time at all. My tongue squirmed and I gagged a moment, only to feel that cock hold still... Maybe letting me get used to it. A minute or so, I got over the lurch in my throat only to feel that hot cock start sliding back and forth in my mouth. A strong hand on my head and one at the back of my neck pulled me into him so gently but slid me back when he was retreating.

Then I heard a voice, a whisper kind of. Soft, gentle, fatherly.

" Princess. Suck on it. "

I nearly gagged again. Princess? My Dad called me that! Yet, when I tried to pull back he rammed down my throat and nearly scared me to death. With another near gag, I gulped. My father had his cock rammed in my mouth? He's the one who was slowly skull fucking me? I... didn't know what to think.

" Come on, Princess. Don't leave me wanting. "

His voice was so soft though. Maybe something different kicked into me when my tongue moved. It touched just a little over his vein covered shaft before my mouth settled to just slowly sucking on him. Light movements that made the muscles in my mouth and tongue move slowly as I did. He let out another soft breath, soon setting to raping my mouth again... Well, maybe not raping. He just seemed so content to push his large cockhead deep into my throat without quite making me hurt.

My tongue would round the underside of his cock as he panted softly and moaned. When he began to push and pull quicker, I'd suck on him a little harder. It was almost like rewarding him. Yet, as I kneeled there, bound and sightless, I felt a little twitch in my cunt that caused me to push my thighs together a little desperately... This was turning me on? Yes, it was... I felt a little throb soon after that made me wince. How could this be turning me on?

He must have noticed my legs move, because I felt him slowly stop before that voice picked up once more.

" Getting a little warm? That's alright. I'm going to give your jaw a rest. "

His hands left my head and neck as he pulled out of my mouth. I felt suddenly like breathing was the easiest thing in the world when that cock was out... But I felt trailing saliva clinging to my lips and very likely the head of his cock. My tongue moved to wipe it away, only to lick the tip of that cockhead which hadn't gone very far. I jumped a little, surprised it was still so close. Was he standing that near to me?

Eventually, I felt strong arms slip under mine. With an easy motion I was tugged up and on my feet. A little shiver rolled up my spine as I stood there, naked and stuck. That feeling of someone watching me kind of tingled over my skin before I felt myself falling again. I nearly caught my feet, only to end up on my back on the bed. My wrists immediately stung with pain as those handcuffs dug into my wrists and up against my back. It made me whimper, but my father's lips were on mine again.

His tongue slipped inside with a much more svelt intention. The tip of his tongue seemed to explore my mouth before curling around mine to suck softly upon it. His head tilted as needed to mold his lips to mine... and I almost didn't feel gentle fingertips running over the insides of my thighs. The gentle touch was nice, smooth and sweet on my nerves only until my thighs were forced apart. He seemed intent on balance gentility with harshness as I felt him snuggle his way up against me tight.

I can't describe the fear that tugged into my chest as I felt that saliva covered cockhead press to my cunt... It was probably just as scary when he pushed his way in hard to pin me there with that very same organ that had just raped my mouth. I tried to protest, but his mouth just pressed to mine harder. The sounds of him thrusting against me soon filled my ears. The soft thud of flesh on flesh as his cock began to plow his way in and out of my inexperienced, but not virginal cunt.

" Oh, Princess. You don't know how amazing you feel... I'm so used to you being unconscious, but you're tighter when you're awake."

" ... w-What? "

Suddenly, the kinky dreams I'd had sometimes didn't seem so dream-like. An aching cunt, aching legs. I'd end up with sore spots after just sleeping the night before and I could never understand why. I assumed I just flailed and moved in my sleep but... that rational explanation now seemed like a big mental lie.

" You... raped me in my sleep? "

My jaw was kind of loose at that point, unable to hold back the shock from that fact. My loving father had his way with me when I was out of it?

I soon felt his lips close around my right nipple, biting it softly before sucking on it like my skin tasted better than sugar. His tongue slathered over my breast, wettening it before leaving it to the colder air as he attacked my other. My question left unanswered even as he continued to thrust into me. The wet squishing sounds as his cock was massaged and gripped by my cunt that he knew much better than I ever could have thought. The tip of his cockhead reached far into me, maybe hitting a little too hard as his more forceful thrusts pushed him just a little into my poor cervix...

" D-Daddy! Don't do that! "

He let out a low groan when I said that and pushed harder against me. It made my stomach tighten from the pain, and my cunt reacted just the same. A vice-like squeeze that made him wrap his arms around my arched out torso as I felt a new lava-hot wetness in my cunt. He filled me up entirely and far too deep for me to be anywhere near comfort level.

My eyes were left a little wide under that blindfold. His cock slowly slid from my wet insides. A small trail of liquid slid down between my thighs as he squirmed us both into the center of his large bed and nestled his face against my neck. I couldn't believe what just happened, even as those handcuffs came off and he pulled that blindfold from my eyes to look down at me with a smile I'd never forget. His lips softly pressing to the corner of mine before he whispered softly.

" You're such a Beautiful Porn Slut, Mia. "

As they reached the massive front doors they were opened by two servants dressed as the first and also wearing nondescript masks.  One opened the door and the other blocked their way inside.  In a very polite manner he spoke “Good evening and welcome.  Due to the fact that this is a private party could you please provide me with some form of identification?”  Jeff replied “Anonymous 319.” 

“Very well sir, enjoy your stay this evening.”  With that he moved to the left and extended a straight arm sweeping them into the room.

The main foyer of the house matched the rest of the grandeur that Susan had seen so far of the house.  The ceilings were at least fifteen feet high and the furniture around the edges of the room was all heavy and turn-of-the-century.  There were several people milling around the room in pairs and small groups chatting.  It seemed like a very elegant but typical dinner party except for the fact that everyone in the room had a mask disguising their identity.  There were more servants circulating with trays of what appeared to be champagne flutes and all had the plain white nondescript masks that she had seen previously.  All of the guests in the room also were sporting variations on the Mardi Gras theme mask she wore, some more ornate than others.  Jeff turned to her and asked if she would like a drink before they proceeded.  She thought that would probably be a good idea considering what was going to happen in the next few hours.  She reclined on a settee enjoying the calm before the storm.  Every once in a while someone would walk past and nod or say hello and people kept arriving.  Once, a waiter passed by and offered them drinks which they accepted.  Again, it struck her that they were all nondescript people with no identity due to what they wore on their faces.

As Susan talked with her husband she started to notice that just about everyone that entered the room eventually wandered off down a side corridor to their left.  She noted that some people went down the hall immediately after arriving and some people lingered to drink and chat or wait for others.  The amount of people in the room stayed somewhat constant due to new arrivals. And everyone was dressed to both impress and tease.  There was more couture in this one room than in most designer shops in town.

As Susan watched people move around the room she thought back to how they had arrived here.

She and Jeff had both lead privileged lives.  Her father was a very wealthy man due to software creation in the early eighties. She vaguely remembered living in a small house when she was very little but her dad had made huge mounds of money just before her teen years.  Hers was a life of the best.  She moved in the circles of privilege and found her husband there.  Jeff swept her off her feet and they were married four years ago. Now at age twenty six, they were happily married and on the adventure of a life time. 

Early in their relationship they discovered that they both enjoyed sex; a lot!  Not having some of the restrictions that most of us face, (money can buy or fix just about anything), they had both experimented heavily before and after their lives intertwined.  As a couple, they were members of the most exclusive swing club in the large metropolis they lived in.  Some of their parties had already turned into legend.

Approximately 3 months ago they received a cryptic email invitation addressed to their personal account.  It said that they were invited to a very exclusive party which they would both thoroughly enjoy.  It was sent by an anonymous email address with no name but Jeff could tell it wasn’t junk mail because it mentioned several personal facts about them.  Nothing untoward mind you, just things like having John their butler look after their dog for the night of the party.  It also mentioned their participation at the swing club and several other things only someone that knew them well would be aware of.  It had to be someone they knew so they decided to check it out.  The email also contained a web address, a log-in name, and a password which would lead to all of the details.  Upon entering the website and inputting the password a web page came up with a warning.  It stated that the information contained in the site was very confidential and that the person that proffered the invitation both trusted their character and ability to be discreet, please do not betray that trust and belief.  After agreeing to the discretion plea, they were routed to The Anonymous Encounter website. 

The introductory page was titillating.  It explained that The Anonymous Encounter was created by and for a group of very powerful and influential people that could not pursue pleasure as most could due to their stations in life.  The Anonymous Encounter was born out of a need for complete privacy while exploring a decadent sex life.  Most members had enough friends and networked enough in their day to day lives.  This avenue was created strictly as an outlet for sexual pleasure.  With that in mind, the rules were few and far between.  They were:

1. At not time will any member reveal their identity at a party.

2. At no time will a member inform ANYONE of their membership to The Anonymous Encounter EVER.

3. All access codes, locations, and invitations are never shared.  It is the responsibility of The Anonymous Encounter to disseminate this information to members.

4. To control confidentiality and admission, a retainer will be held in escrow for each member until their death, at which time it would be returned to their estate.

5. Pleasure, no matter how derived, is the ultimate goal of The Anonymous Encounter

After agreeing in principle, the paged morphed into a group photo of nine people.  Each person wore a mask similar to the one Susan wore now and were in varying stages of undress.  And they were all involved in something sexual.  It was a great photo but nothing out of the ordinary for a couple that attended upscale swing parties.  The next photo got their attention.  A woman was on all fours, again in a mask, with a large German Sheppard dog mounted on her.  It was clear that the animal was imbedded inside of her.  There were several people surrounding this coupling and touching each other as they watched.  Again, the masks were in place.  The caption under the picture read “Everyone can watch yet no one will know.”  It was the third photo that was the complete shocker.  Standing in the middle of the picture were two very young adults, a boy and girl. Neither of them could have been more than 15.  Both were completely naked except for the masks.  The boy had his arm around the girl’s shoulders and his hand dangled over her left breast.  He also was sporting a hard cock pointing directly at the camera.  There were people milling around in the background in the same stages of undress as the first picture.  This caption read “Everything consensual can be explored with no judgments.”

 Both Jeff and Susan stared at the screen dumbfounded.  Before either could react verbally, the screen morphed into more text.  I mention react verbally because both of their bodies had reacted unbidden.  Susan had soaked her panties within seconds of seeing the woman being serviced by the dog.  Like many females, this was a dark masturbatory fantasy of hers.  Jeff had reacted to the very young woman’s open nudity.  His cock had become uncomfortably hard running down the left leg of his suit pants and was clearly visible.

The text on the computer screen informed them that the images they had just seen were not stored in computer memory, nor could they be retrieved from the website due to security reasons.  It then went on to explain that all things that take place at The Anonymous Encounter were completely consensual.  At no time was anyone forced to perform in any way that they did not want to.  With that in mind, security was the paramount concern.  Again, you have been recommended by another member which is the only way to receive an invitation.  Due to the nature of happenings at The Anonymous Encounter, no other information or pictures could be provided  If you are interested please click on the apply button at the bottom of the screen.

Jeff moved the mouse until the pointer was hovering over the Apply button.  Before going any further he looked up at his wife with a questioning look.    She nodded and said “Yes” in little more than a whisper.  He hit the left mouse key and changed their lives forever without knowing it.

Thank you in your interest in The Anonymous Encounter. As you have already witnessed and our name implies, discretion and security are THE utmost concerns.  To ensure that all participants are of appropriate caliber, assume the same risk and to ensure continued security; a deposit must be placed with The Anonymous Encounter.  This deposit will be in the amount of $750 000 and will be retained by The Anonymous Encounter until death of the participants. At that time the original deposit and all investment interest will be returned to the estate of the members.  This large sum is required to ensure the following:

1.       That all participants have the means to accumulate and forfeit use of the needed finances.

2.       That all participants who have the means to accumulate the needed finances must be prominent enough in their community that exposure would be greatly detrimental to their lives and therefore help ensure confidentiality. 

3.       Approximately .5% of investment interest will be utilized to cover all expenses of The Anonymous Encounter operations.

“Are you serious?” Jeff asked incredulously.

The whole mystery had gotten to Susan as well as the previous images, so in a firm voice she told Jeff to hit the Continue button.

 

As further proof of our authenticity, the following statement has been provided from your nominating member.

Susan and Jeff,

Although I cannot tell you who I am, I can provide you with assurances that this is a proper and legitimate offer of participation. 

Susan

·         your favorite food is venison loin

·         the small scar on your left thigh was from a riding accident at the age of 14 when you were thrown from your horse, Wilson’s Magic

·         Jeff has a DVD hidden in the wall safe of your last birthday celebration where you enjoyed the services of 5 men and 2 women at the club.

Jeff

·         Your favorite color is dark green

·         At 19 years old you were caught with Sabrina, your family’s house maid in the pool house.  Instead of allowing the family to fire her, you insisted they increase her salary for one year and you continued your forays in the pool house before she quit. 

·         Your first semester at College was a disaster and your father had to intervene with the Dean.  No one was told of this.

I supply you with these details to prove that I do know you and know you VERY well.  This is the opportunity of a life time.  I have been a member for years and it has been the most exciting time of my life.  I can provide assurances that your money will be both safe and well managed.

Take the risk!

The couple stared at the computer screen in shock.  Obviously the person who provided their names knew them both very well.  They both started to talk at once.  “Who could it be?”

“Is it your friend Garrick?

“What about Jennifer?”

“Has anyone mentioned any of these things to you in the last few months?”

“Who in the hell could have known all that?”

After a few minutes of asking each other questions with no answers, they calmed down.

Susan finally asked “Well?”

“Well what?”

“Do we join?”

“Come on Sue, you want to cut a check for $750 000 to a strange group without knowing anything about them?  You can’t be serious.”

“Sweetheart, you know that we can afford the deposit.  I can deal with most of it from my trust fund options.  You would have to come up with about $200 000.  We can do that easily.”

“Really, you would be willing to risk that much money for a good time.  We can do that at the Club.”

“No sweetheart, we can’t.”  Susan sunk to her knees beside Jeff’s leather office chair.  As she undid his belt and proceeded to remove his penis, she said “Come on baby, what happened to you?  A few minutes ago I saw you get hard looking at the picture of those teenagers.  Which one got to you, him or her?”  As she finished her question she slipped his semi hard cock into her mouth and proceeded to lick around the rim of his head.  He grew quickly.  Between long licks of his shaft she said “We can’t play like that at the Club.  You can’t touch someone that looked like they did.  You can’t taste someone so young and sweet at the Club.  You can’t watch your wife serviced by an animal at the Club.”

After each statement Susan ran her tongue up the underside of Jeff’s pole and was rewarded with a moan.  She wasn’t sure if it was her licking or what she was saying that elicited the noise.

“You’d like to feel that dog on top of you?”

She pulled off of him again to answer. “No, I want to feel that dog IN me.” She then plunged down on his cock again taking him into her throat.

Just like every other time in her life, Susan got what she wanted.  Within 2 weeks all of the funds were transferred. Of course both their lawyers and accountants flipped and wanted to know what ‘the up side to this investment was.’ They were instructed to do as they were told.

Back in the present Jeff and Susan decided that it was time to go into the party.

They set their empty glasses aside and strolled down the corridor that everyone else was using.

As they moved down the hall towards a set of large oak double doors flanked by two more tuxedoed men in plain masks, Susan started to get wet, very wet.  The first time that she was here was an incredible experience.  She did not meet the owner of the German Sheppard they had seen in the invitation pictures but she did get acquainted with a Great Dane with a HUGE cock.  It had turned out to be the most erotic experience of her life.

As they drew near the doors they slipped into a smaller door to the left.  It was a moderate sized room lined with highly polished wooden lockers. Ones you would find in an exclusive, centuries old men’s club. There happened to be no one else in the room at the moment.  Once finding an empty locker, Jeff proceeded to remove Susan’s coat.  Underneath she wore an incredibly sexy set of lingerie.  She wore a fine lace demi-cup bra in deep lavender with a matching thong panty. The material was so fine that she was completely covered yet naked at the same time.  Her legs were encased in smoke colored stay-up stockings that ended just below her torso.  She was pleased to see that she had an affect on him.  As he looked at her, his penis started to harden in his trousers.

After drinking in the beauty of his wife, Jeff removed his suit and other clothes. He turned and stood before her utterly naked except for the mask that hid his identity, or so she thought.  It took her a moment to notice that he wasn’t completely naked.  He had what appeared to be a leather strap about an inch wide that encircled his balls as well as a ring around the base of his penis.  He noticed her looking.

“You always say that I never dress up so I thought I would make the effort.  All set?”  Susan nodded and took his arm.  Just as they turned to leave another couple came through the door.  They nodded at Jeff and Susan as well as looked them over from head to toe.  As the other couple started looking for an empty locker for themselves, Jeff led his wife back out into the corridor.

As they approached the massive doors one of the sentries moved and opened the left one for them. 

“Enjoy your evening” he said as they passed. 

They went through the opening and entered another world.  This was obviously the ballroom of the mansion.  It was an immense room set up for a reception or dance.  There were both large and small tables covered in fine linen table clothes around the perimeter of the room and a dance floor in the centre.  At the far end of the room there was a stage and small runway projecting slightly into the dance floor.  Most of the light came from large candelabras on the floor all about the room and smaller ones on all the tables.  This created warmth both from the type of light the candles emitted as well as from their heat. 

It was also filled with people dressed, or should I say undressed, just like they were.  It could have been any social occasion except for that fact.  People were sitting or standing in pairs and groups, deep in conversation, laughing, or just listening to the music emanating from the speakers on the stage.  There seemed to be every manner of dress and costume worn by the people attending this gathering and they were all suggestive and revealing.  Every single person in the room also wore a mask of some sort.  There was absolutely no way that you could tell who anyone was!

Jeff and Susan stood, hand in hand, just inside the door.  It was just too much to take in all at once.  Jeff was the first one to move.  He gently guided Susan down the right side of the room past several people to the first small empty table.  Jeff looked at his wife to gauge her reaction as she took in her surroundings. Her breathing had increased and her nipples grew very prominent while she scanned the room

There were approximately 200 people in the room.  Directly to their left there was a table of six people, presumably three couples, in their late 20s or early 30s.  Two of the women were in slip dresses made of a completely transparent material, one green and other blue.  They left absolutely nothing to the imagination.  The one in blue had both of her nipples pierced.  The other woman was dressed similarly to Susan but in black stockings and red lingerie.  It appeared as if the men were all naked.  It was impossible to tell while they were sitting down until one of them shifted in his chair which gave them a full profile of his body including his penis, which was semi-hard.   It became apparent why, when the woman in green sitting beside him reached in to his lap and proceeded to fondle him.  Her hand was wrapped around his manhood, slowly stoking and squeezing it.  All the while the six of them continued their conversation, breaking out in laughter every few minutes.  The table to their right held only one couple who appeared to be in their late forties or early fifties (it was so hard to tell without fully seeing their faces).  They were both deeply tanned and in very good shape.  The woman wore a white see thru teddy and her partner appeared to be wearing a g-string pouch which held his balls and allowed his cock to hang through an opening in the front.  And he was huge!  His member completely flaccid was at least eight inches long.  Even if he didn’t gain anything when hard, it was still immense.

As she surveyed the room an attendant dressed in the same black tux and with the same nondescript mask as the others came by the table and offered each of them another flute of champagne, which they both readily accepted.

Susan looked to just left of the stage and felt her nether opening gush again. It was there that she had allowed a black Great Dane to mount and fuck her to within an inch of her life the last time they were here.  She had been surrounded by an audience of other revelers giving encouragement and critiquing the performance of both her and the dog.  She had been jack-hammered by a beast if front of 25 to 30 strangers and she had cum continuously for ten minutes until the dog unleashed a huge load into her and his knot expanded.  It nearly ripped her in two. Their performance elicited a round of applause from the spectators. They were joined for over half an hour which caused Susan to go off again every few minutes.  Finally the animal slipped out of her and curled up a few feet away and went to sleep.  In a semiconscious state she had two different people lick her gaping hole and suck out the dog’s seed.

The memory sent goose bumps up her spine.

As they sipped their drinks they watched people move through the room.  A man dressed completely in black walked by the table being trailed by a naked woman on a leather leash. The leather strap was about 2 feet long and terminated in a steel ring; from the ring branched three gold chains.  She had both of her nipples pierced as well as her labia and a chain was attached to each.  As the man walked he would tug on the lead which pulled the woman’s nipples and lower lips out. Only the lower portion of her face was visible but they could see it contract in pain on every tug.  However, the woman lagged behind her presumed master and made no effort to catch up.

Several people were already engaged in heavy petting or subtle sexual play.  In the corner to their right five people were sitting on the floor in a circle fondling their neighbor in daisy chain fashion.  Across the room Susan caught a glimpse of the Great Dane that she got to know last visit. It was being led by its master, a heavy set man that had was so hairy he could have been related to the Dane.  Looking at the creature caused Susan’s tunnel to contract and get wetter. A few feet away from the dog a group of women had partially surrounded a young man with an obscenely enormous cock.  It was only semi hard and was at least 12 ½ inches long.  He seemed very comfortable and confident with the women touching, stroking and fussing over his gigantic manhood.

There was also the “Blue Group” across the dance floor to the left.  Jeff and Susan found out last time that this group ALWAYS showed up only wearing blue from masks to lingerie.  They were considered the most adventurous bunch in the Club yet they only socialized with each other.  No outsiders were ever included.  It was fairly typical; even in a very exclusive setting like Anonymous Encounter, there was yet a more exclusive group.  The rich can be so elitist.

Susan and Jeff people watched for ten minutes or so, each pointing out interesting sights (or acts) to the other.  Just as their drinks were finished there was some activity at the side of the stage.  During every function there was an auction of sorts.  Select members would volunteer to put themselves, or at least certain parts of themselves, up for auction.  That was how Susan got to live out her canine fantasy last party.  Each person or service would be announced and then members would bid.  After each auction the winner would provide their private account number to the auctioneer’s assistant and the money would be withdrawn from their security account.  The proceeds of the auctions would be used to cover costs of parties, special events or workshops.  It cost Susan $75 000 to feel the huge animal’s knot inside her last party and it was worth every penny.  Besides, the money wasn’t really an issue.  The auction was more fun than anything else and gave people an excuse to flaunt themselves.

Jeff suggested that they walk over to the bar and get a drink other than champagne before the action started.  Just as they were getting up Susan heard something that just about froze her in her tracks.  Someone in the crowd had laughed.  The problem was it sounded just like someone she knew very well.  She told herself that she must have been mistaken; there was so much noise in the room that it could have been anyone.

As they left the table for the bar, a woman of at least sixty passed the other way.  Her breasts were completely empty and flat as was the back of her body because she no longer had any definition to her ass.  The hair on her head was grey as was the sparse hair between her legs.  She held the hand of a wide-eyed boy of no more than 15.  His pencil-like cock stood out no more than four inches and had little pubic hair around the base.  He was so hard it did not even bounce as he moved.  Susan made a small growling sound in her throat as they walked by.  Jeff looked sideways at her.  “See something naughty you would like? Maybe later you can find out if grandma is willing to share her babysitting responsibilities,” he commented. 

Her only response was a “Mmmmmmmmmm.”

As they skirted the dance floor arm in arm and neared the bar, Susan’s world tilted sideways and slid out from under her.  She stood frozen on the spot which startled Jeff.  He looked at his wife with both surprise and concern.  Although her facial features were half covered he could tell that something had startled her and the color in her face had washed out.  “What is it?” he asked.

Susan forced herself to snap out of it and started moving.  She propelled herself and Jeff forward to the bar area as quickly as she could without attracting attention. Once there, she wormed their way into the crowd milling around. Again her husband asked “Hey, what the hell is going on?”

Susan seemed to have recovered somewhat and her color had returned.  She took a deep breath and whispered to her husband “My parents are here.”

“WHAT??!?” Jeff asked in a hoarse whisper.

“My Mom and Dad are sitting over by the wall at a small table beside the second floor candelabra from the right.”

Jeff glanced over in the direction that Susan indicated but couldn’t locate the people she was talking about.

“Are you sure?  Everyone is wearing a mask!”

“Jeff, I know what my parents look like.  I don’t care if they are masked or not, I grew up with these people and I know what they look like!!   Oh my God!  I thought I heard Daddy’s laugh earlier.”

“Calm down sweetie.  Now, tell me again where you think they are sitting.”

“My parents ARE sitting at a small table by themselves up against the wall.  If you look over my right shoulder you can see my dad standing beside the table wearing black mesh briefs.  God, who would ever think that I would ever say that?  His mask is black also with gold trim.”

Jeff looked over, searching for the person that Susan described.  When his eyes finally fell on the guy, he had no doubt.  Susan’s father at fifty eight, was 6’ 2” with salt and pepper hair, a fairly good build left over from varsity track in the old days (he still ran every day), and the cincher was the tattoo.  When his track team won All State, they each got a tattoo of Mercury’s winged boots on their left shoulder and the year.  It was him.  Jeff then moved his gaze to the woman at the table.  She was dressed in a sheer gown of black that flowed from a neck choker and her mask was the female equivalent of her husband’s.  What surprised Jeff, besides the obvious, was that his mother-in-laws nipples were pierced and a fine gold chain linked the two.  She was usually a very reserved person, very friendly and loving, but always seemed to be holding back.  The nipple rings were very out of her normal character. He could not see her lower half.  She was a very petite woman of no more than 5’ tall and she was a distinct counterpoint to her husband.  The other thing that Jeff noticed was his own manhood.  During the initial worry about his wife he had lost his semi hard-on. Now that he had gotten a look at his mother-in-law, his penis started to grow again.  It’s not every day that you get a look at your wife’s mother dressed as she was.

Jeff turned his attention back to his wife.  “Come on, you need a drink.”  He led her to the bar and ordered two iced Grey Goose vodkas.  They both bolted the drinks.  Susan could feel the ice cold beverage slide down her throat and hit her stomach. Once they were done he ordered two more.

“How are you doing?” he asked.

“As well as can be expected, I guess.”

“So, what do you want to do, leave?”

She hesitated for a minute before answering.  How could she leave all of this?  A lot of people will attest to the fact that sex is like a drug.  The more you get the more you want.  They had gotten bored at the old swing club.  This was new and exciting as hell.  On the other side of the coin, her PARENTS were in the same room and all of them were dressed in clothes meant for one thing; to excite.  “No, I won’t give this up.”

“So, now what?”

“Let’s pretend they aren’t even there.”

“OK, it’s your call.  Let’s get one more drink and then sit down.”  He ordered 2 Pinot Gris, handing one to Susan.  He took her hand and started to lead her back to their table the long way around, away from her parents.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“You don’t want to go anywhere near them do you?”

“Not really, but I won’t slink around wondering where they are all the time either.  I’ll never have any fun. We are going to act like we don’t know them and have our usual good time.”  The last few words came out a little slurred considering how much Susan had had to drink.

Jeff shrugged his shoulders and led her back the way they had come.

As they were passing within 10 feet of her parent’s table her dad strode over to meet them.  Susan saw him approach first and started to squeeze Jeff’s hand in a death grip.  As he reached them her dad said, “Good evening, the auction is about to start and my partner wondered if you would like to sit with us to watch.”  As he said this he indicated Susan’s mother sitting at the table.  She was smiling at the three of them and her eyes sparkled behind her mask.  She stood up and indicated two empty seats.  This approach was a very normal event at Anonymous Encounter; usually.  It’s how people meet and connect.  It’s just unusual for your father to do the inviting at your mother’s suggestion.

Jeff couldn’t speak.  He could only look from mom to dad to Susan.  This was her issue, not his.  Deep down he knew he would love the opportunity to ball his wife’s mother.  All eyes were on Susan.  She had completely stiffened up at her father’s approach.  After what seemed like an eternity, her body relaxed, her grip loosened and she struck a more natural yet slightly coquettish pose. “Sure, we would love to.”

Jeff’s heart skipped a beat. Yes?  She said Yes?  He couldn’t believe it.  Here was his wife standing in front of her father wearing fine lace lingerie and thigh high stockings while he wore see thru briefs which displayed his manhood and she was willing to sit with him. Wow!

Before he could voice any concerns or misgivings, his wife started to follow her father to the table.  The only thing he could do was follow.

As they got closer, Jeff could get a better look at his mother-in-law.  She made a point of coming out from around the table to meet them.  As stated earlier, she was a very petite woman.  Her gown came down to just past her knees but she might as well have been naked.  Jeff could clearly tell that she was clean shaven and her labia was like his wife’s, very prominent.  She stood in black patent leather 3 inch heels which accentuated her slim legs.  Some women in older age will fill out and others become very thin.  Susan’s mom was the latter with good muscle tone as she worked out. Her breasts were a small A cup which was different than his wife.  Susan must have gotten her larger boobs from her dad’s side of the family.  Jeff found mom’s very intriguing as it was different from what he was used too.

Her mother smiled brightly as they arrived saying “Good evening.  I’m so glad you chose to join us.  I saw you cross the room and knew that I just HAD to meet you.  I love your lingerie dear.  It shows off your form very well.”  She turned to her partner and asked “Don’t you agree sweetheart?”

“Absolutely” was the reply as the man’s eyes traveled over Susan from head to toe several times.

Susan blushed and in a very quiet voice thanked them.

“I know we aren’t supposed to give hints about who we are or where we live but I would love to find out later where you got that beautiful lingerie.”

The scrutiny was getting to Susan so she sat down in one of the proffered chairs.  Susan’s mother then turned her attention towards Jeff.  “Please, come and sit beside me.  I would love to be able to admire that beautiful thing between your legs as we chat.”

Susan’s mother’s name was Andrea and her dad’s was David but of course they could not be used in conversation at Anonymous Encounter.  What surprised Jeff was their roll reversal.  Andrea was very animated and aggressive and seemed to be in control of the situation. Usually Andrea was the supportive wife to the big executive, which she did incredibly well. Tonight she led the conversation and seemed to run the show.

Susan’s mom sat down and turned to face Jeff.  She tucked one foot under herself on the seat in a figure four style so that her vulva was on display.  “So,” Andrea asked “how long have you been involved in A.E.?”

“A.E.?” Jeff querried.

Andrea laughed and slapped Jeff’s upper thigh playfully “Anonymous Encounter.” She explained while leaving her hand on her son-in-laws leg about 3 inches from his cock.

“Oh, of course.  This is our second party.”

“We missed the last one.”  She turned to Susan. “Did you have a good time?”

Without looking directly at her mother she answered yes.

“And what type of adventures did you get into hmmm?”

“A little of this and that. Nothing spectacular.”

“Oh come now; the whole purpose of this gathering is to be naughty.  You can’t tell me you didn’t have some fun.”  With a little bit of tone Andrea forcefully asked again “What type of adventures did you get into sweetheart?”

The displeased mother tone caused Susan’s head to snap up and look directly into her inquisitor’s eyes.  “I got to fuck a Great Dane.  I experienced true animal lust.”

Andrea looked at her husband.  “Did you hear that dear?  Our guests truly are the adventurous type.  She had a dog enter her.”  David gave a small moan which caused Susan to look over at her dad.  “Did he cum inside you?” Andrea probed.

Before anything else could be said, the M.C. walked out onto the stage and started the auction to a large round of applause.  Everyone at the table shifted their attention from each other to him.

The rules were simple.  Guests could action off themselves, certain parts of themselves to be used or certain sexual acts.

The first person to come out onto the stage was the guy with the freakish penis and bidding began. 

Susan’s mom commented that she had paid to use that before and it was magnificent.  This guy did not draw a huge sum because he was always here, she added.

The next auction involved a woman in leather thigh length boots and a choker coming out on stage with a naked man.  There was some heated whisperings between them and then the man proceeded to get down on his hands and knees facing away from the audience.  The M.C. handed the mike to the woman who explained that this man’s virgin ass was up for auction.  Due to the earlier whispers, the M.C. asked the guy if it was his wish to auction off the use of his ass.  He confirmed it.  As the bidding began, the woman spread his ass cheeks apart and yelled to the crowd that the only thing ever put into it was her finger.  She guaranteed it would be tight and he would fuck whoever won to within an inch of their lives.  The poor guy’s head hung so low in shame yet he spread his legs further apart for everyone to see.  Andrea said that it was too bad that they already had plans of the night or she would have bought him for her partner.  There was some spirited bidding with the final bid coming from a couple only a few tables away from where they were sitting.

The last thing to be auctioned off was the Great Dane.  The room went into a frenzy.  Women’s hands were flying up everywhere placing bids.  The same thing happened last time when Susan had won the honor.

The auction finally came down to two women that did not want to loose.  They went back and forth until the final bid ended up being over $145 000 for the privilege.

“My, that was rather entertaining” commented Andrea.  “Why don’t we take a walk around and then get another drink?”  Before anyone could answer she was up and pulling her husband out of his chair.

Arm in arm, both couples started to wander along the edge of the room, Susan and Jeff following her parents.  This gave Jeff some time to both ogle his mother-in-laws ass and try and ask his wife what the hell was going on.  Ogling Andrea’s ass was easy. She slowly strutted in front of them giving Jeff an opportunity to have a great look.  For her age, she was very toned with little sag. His cock hung out of his ring at half mast just watching her.  Trying to talk to his wife was harder.  She seemed to be looking everywhere but at him.  He was basically being ignored!  He attempted to engage her in quiet conversation but she just kept shaking her head ‘no’.

A couple of tables from their own they came across a study in contrast.  A very heavy-set woman was on the floor on all fours, her breasts so large and pendulous that her nipples scraped the floor. There was a young man that was in incredible shape fucking her from behind like a jackhammer.  His well muscled body repetitively slammed into her pillowy large ass, causing it to shake. His strong hands grasped her huge hips and his biceps bulged with the efforts of pulling her onto his pole.  His body glistened with sweat from his exertions, adding even more definition to his ripped body.  Another equally muscular and beautiful man knelt in front of her as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft.  His sculpted glutes contracted every time he thrust his rigid member into her mouth.  Their incessant and enthusiastic fucking of the obese woman caused her whole body to roll and ripple. And of course they all were all wearing the required mask.

A little further on they encountered two men that were laying on their sides in a 69 suckling each other.  Each had gripped their partner’s ass to allow full control of penetration.  Andrea stopped to watch the men enjoy each other. As they stood there watching, Susan thought for a second about the power of anonymity.  She and Jeff had spent several years in the Swing world and she had never seen so many displays of gay male sex as she did at Anonymous Encounter.  During the last visit and this one they had witnessed more acts performed between men than in the rest of her sexual life. Was it that more men had bisexual urges that most would admit and were not comfortable displaying them until they could hide behind a mask?  Her thoughts were interrupted by her mother. “My, someone seems to enjoy equal opportunity recreation.” As she said this she reached out and ran her index finger along the underside of Jeff’s penis which had become very hard.  “I’ll have to keep that in mind for later.  Good boy.”

She then nonchalantly turned and moved on. Susan’s mother had just touched her son-in-laws cock!

As they moved through the room, they saw myriad displays of sexual release.  Couples, groups, singles; every combination seemed to be represented. Occasionally one of the foursome would make comment about what they were witnessing. As they walked, Susan kept getting wetter and wetter.  Everything she saw turned her on and it was intensified greatly by the company of her parents.

They stopped to watch a black woman squatting over a Sybian fuck machine.  She shrieked and screamed as she experienced orgasm after orgasm. Susan’s clit hardened and poked itself out into her panties just from watching the machine in use.  She had experienced one on a few occasions and knew what this woman was feeling.

Just before reaching the bar they passed the old woman that Susan and Jeff had seen before.  She was sprawled out on top of a table with her spindly legs sticking up in the air.  The boy she was with was sitting in a chair licking and nibbling at her crotch.  Another older woman was on her knees between the boy’s legs enthusiastically sucking his small cock.  Susan felt herself gush as she passed by.

She was stopped from proceeding by a slight pull on her arm.  Her mother instructed her father and Jeff to proceed to the bar and get a bottle of wine.  They were going to wait for them here.

After the men left, both Susan and Andrea observed the May / October sexual romance.  As the woman sucking the young man’s cock sped up, Susan could have sworn that she saw the boy’s whole body quiver.  She also noticed her mother’s breathing get deeper. 

“She is a very lucky woman” Andrea noted, a slight catch in her voice.

“Which one?” queried Susan.

“Does it matter? It must be an incredible experience to play with someone so much older or younger.  It would be like fucking someone old enough to be your parent or young enough to be your child.” As Andrea finished this statement, she turned and looked at Susan’s with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. Susan involuntarily squeezed her thighs together at her mother’s comment. Her nipples got that much harder as well.  “Well dear, it’s just a thought” stated Andrea.

While waiting for the wine, they continued to watch the three perform.  Within minutes, the boy hunched forward and obviously came in the kneeling woman’s mouth. After he finished, he stood and while still hard, he sunk his small penis into the old woman laid out on the table.  “Ah, the power of youth” whispered Susan’s mom.

Part 2

Once the men returned they all made their way back to their table.  As they sat David noted that the table next to theirs had three couples at it.  All three women were laying on the table with their heads in the middle and their asses at the edge of the round table.  They looked like three spokes on a wheel.  Each one had a man between their legs fucking them.  As the family sat down and the wine was poured someone at the next table yelled ‘switch’ and the men moved one woman to the left.

Once settled Andrea struck up their previous conversation. “You never did answer my earlier question my dear.  Did the dog from the last party cum inside you?”

Susan dropped her gaze to the table and said “Yes he did.” This elicited a moan from David.

Andrea wouldn’t let the conversation go.  “Did you cum?  Did you cum because a dog was fucking you?” This last question was delivered in a voice that demanded an answer.

Susan mumbled a reply what was drowned out by the party noise.

“Answer me!” snapped Andrea.

Keeping her eyes downcast she repeated louder “Yes.”

“Of course you did dear.  Of course you came while being pounded by a large dog cock.  I would have loved to have seen it.  Wouldn’t you dear?” she asked her partner.

“Ohhh Yes” he replied

Mom turned her attention back to Jeff.  “I guess it must have turned you on as well considering it has made you hard talking about it now.”  With that she ran her hand up his thigh and caressed his cock with her fingers. With her other hand she lightly touched Susan’s shoulder to get her attention and asked “Did it excite him?” indicating David.  Susan shrugged.  “Well, why don’t you check for me sweetheart?  That’s the whole point of this organization isn’t it?”  Susan shifted in her seat so that she could look around the table at her father’s crotch.  He was indeed hard.  His penis was fully engorged and running along his stomach but restricted by his sheer briefs.  It was not as long as her husband’s but it was at least twice as wide with a large pinkish dome.   Once David realized his daughter was looking at his package he spread his legs somewhat to give her an unobstructed view.

“Yes, he’s hard.  He looks very hard” she reported without taking her eyes off of it.

“I hope you don’t mind me enjoying your man’s lovely package. His penis is beautiful.” Andrea directed at Susan.  “No, of course not.” came the reply.

Susan could still not believe the situation that she was in.  She was sitting with her PARENTS of all people with everyone’s genitalia on display to best advantage.  Her mom was stroking Jeff’s penis right in front of her.  What was more inconceivable was that she had admitted to her parents that she had been fucked by a dog and loved it.  There were so many conflicting emotions crashing through her.  On one hand she wanted to shrivel up and die with shame and embarrassment.  She was for all intense and purposes naked in front of her father.  On the other hand she was so incredibly turned on and wet.  It had been a perverse thrill to see both her father’s reaction to the dog revelation and his hard cock; the member that had created her so many years ago.  Her mother’s attitude was just as shocking.  If it were not for Andrea’s prodding, probing, and aggressive demeanor, Susan would have bolted long ago.  It is always easier to go along for the ride as apposed to driving the bus and tonight Andrea was definitely behind the wheel.

Again someone at the next table yelled ‘switch’ and each man moved another woman to the left.

Andrea then turned to David and asked if he was still hard with the answer being yes.  “Why don’t you show us dear?”

He gave a surreptitious glance towards Susan and then stood up.  He had gotten harder since the last time Susan saw it.  His turgid cock was now tenting out the briefs he wore.  There was also an obvious spot of precum leaking into the material.  “Very nice darling.  You are obviously enjoying the company of our guests.”  David just nodded.  “But you look somewhat uncomfortable.  Why don’t you unleash him my dear?  Let it breath a little.”  The direction was directed at Susan, not David!

Susan was stunned.  Her mother wanted her to take her own father’s cock out.  She didn’t know if she could do it.  Her sexual center was screaming at her to do it but her mind wasn’t to sure.  Andrea prodded her. “Come my dear, can’t you see how restricted he is.  I just know he would love it if you would just free him.” She leaned forward and whispered into Susan’s ear “I know you want to.  It’s so wicked and that’s why you want to. Release him so you can get a better view.”

Susan swallowed hard and then looked up into her father’s eyes.  From behind his mask they seemed to be boring in to her soul and begging her to do it at the same time.  Without even a sidelong glance towards her husband, she stood up and moved around the table towards her goal.  Andrea sat back and gripped Jeff’s meat harder.  “I knew she would do it.  Look at his cock lurch.  He wants her to.”

Susan stood directly to the left of her daddy, her breasts lightly pressing against his arm.  Her nylon encased leg brushed up against the back of his thigh.  This produced another gasp from him.  He drank in the sight of his daughter yet Susan could not look up at him.  After a moment’s hesitation, she reached out across him with both hands and grasped the top edge of the nylon briefs at his hips.  She pulled the hem out and over the tip of his hard penis.  Sliding it down the length of his shaft she exposed her father.  Once reaching the base she pulled the hem out and down further to expose his pendulous scrotum.  She gave a flick of her wrists and the hem snapped up underneath and behind them.  Her father stood with his cock and balls completely exposed to everyone. During the whole process, Susan managed to avoid direct contact with his most intimate flesh to the great disappointment of everyone else.  Before anything else could happen, she scampered back to her seat and sat down.

“Good girl” cooed her mother.  “I knew that you could do it. Does that feel better dear?” she queried her husband. David nodded.  Andrea sat forward and placed her fingers under Susan’s chin forcing her to lift her head.  “Look at him.  Doesn’t he look tasty? I haven’t seen him this hard in quite a long time.  If you look closely you can see that he is so hard his pulse bounces it up and down.  Have a good long look my dear.”

Susan felt like she was at a car accident.  She was horrified at what she might see yet was so fascinated that she couldn’t or wouldn’t look away.  Her eyes ran over her daddy’s torso and pubic area.  His balls were hairless and pushed forward slightly by the waist band like they were on display.  His circumcised cock head had a large dollop of precum sitting in the slit.  As she looked on, it started to leak out and create a thick clear strand that dangled off of the end and started making its way towards the table.

“It appears as though my friend is in dire need of some relief.” Andrea noted.  “We’ve reserved a private room upstairs for this evening, would the two of you care to join us?”  This last statement was delivered in such a nonchalant manner which did not nearly convey the magnitude of the invite.  This woman had just asked her daughter and son-in-law if they would like to get intimately involved with them!

Susan had another episode of ‘deer in the headlights’.  She was stunned.  Sitting with your parents while being nearly naked is one thing, but to leave with them for one obvious purpose?  Her head kept screaming at her that this was so wrong yet that was exactly what made her so wet and turned on.  Since she had been asked to expose him, Susan hadn’t taken her eyes off of her father’s hard sex.  Her own wetness seemed to directly match the ever increasing amount of precum her father produced.  Her nipples had been jutting into the fine lace bra she wore for the last fifteen minutes for all to see.

Images of her childhood flashed through her head; her father walking her to school on her first day, reading to her before bed, comforting her when nightmares scared her. Susan also remembered lying in bed as a very early teen masturbating as images of her father passed through her head just like most young girls do. She loved her father. She loved him as much, if not more, than her husband.  But to sleep with him?  To have him enter her?

Her reverie was broken by her mother whispering in her ear “Look at it.  It was meant for you.” She was talking about her father’s thick cock.  “You know how good it will feel.  That’s the reason you are here, to be incredibly bad and enjoy every second of it.  Stand up, take his hand and go up stairs.” Everything her mother said sent shivers up and down her spine and through to her cunt.

After another hesitation she slowly stood and walked over to her father. She still did not take her eyes off of his meat.  She was still fascinated by it but worse, couldn’t look up into his face.  She was ashamed of her lust and need.  Susan slipped her hand into his in acquiescence.  After doing so, she looked over at her mother.  Andrea’s eyes danced with mischief, “Good girl.”

Susan’s mom stood up and then turned to Jeff.  Reaching out, she grasped him by his hardon and pulled him out of his seat by it.  “Come with Mama darling.  Your partner has decided she wants to play.”  Jeff had no choice but to follow.  Andrea started to lead him across the room by his hard member.  As they passed his father-in-law and wife Jeff tried to get Susan’s attention but her head was still downcast and eyes averted.  Susan fell in to step behind them still holding her father’s hand.

They crossed the room which had become more sexually charged.  People were openly fucking and sucking in groups, pairs and in every conceivable sexual combination. And all still dutifully wore their masks to hide their identities.  They passed the young man with the huge cock from the auction.  He was on the floor on his back with a blond woman hovering over him trying to stuff the monster into her.  She whined to a man kneeling beside them that it was too big and it was going to split her in two.  In the next breath she begged to have more shoved into her.  Both the blond and the huge man were stroking the companion’s dick as he provided encouragement to the pair.

Their not so Anonymous Encounter was going to progress to the next level!

At the back of the ballroom (no pun intended,) they came to the back stairs.  Yet another plain masked attendant was keeping vigil.  Andrea spoke to the man, providing an access code to prove a room was reserved.  He gave her their room number and moved out of the way to let them pass.  They proceeded up the wide staircase and down the hall to the room indicated.  Andrea let the way into the room.  Turning she started to give directions.  She instructed Susan to sit on the end of the king sized bed in the room.  She told her husband to stay where he was by the door and indicated that Jeff should follow her deeper into the room.

She led him over to the sitting area in the far corner of the room and turned to face him. “Look behind me.  Do you see your wife sitting there waiting?” she asked in a quiet voice only he could hear.  As she spoke to Jeff she slowly started to pump his meat. “Do you know what is going to happen to her?”  Jeff nodded yes.  “No, what I am asking is do you FULLY understand what is going to happen to your wife, Jeff?”

His eyes widened and his gaze snapped from looking at his wife to his mother-in-law’s face. “Oh come now, we all now who is in this room.  The rules of the club may as well not apply. Now answer my question.”  Jeff nodded yes.  “Is that why your cock is so hard sweetie?” Again the nod.  “Are you going to make me feel good after I get these two started?” Jeff gasped and pushed his hips out towards her and thereby moving himself deeper into her hand.  “I’ll take that as a yes” she chuckled. “Take mommy’s nightie off please, it’s time to play.”  Jeff reached down and lifted the hem of her see thru garment.  As he raised it up and over her head he inspected her body.  He was going to have the opportunity to fuck his gorgeous mature mother-in-law.

She indicated a large armchair and told him to sit. “Now watch the show.  The rules are no interruptions and no touching yourself.  That is going to be my job.”  Before she left, she bent and placed her lips to Jeff’s.  He felt her tongue invade his mouth in an incredibly passionate kiss.  As she probed his mouth Jeff reached up and caressed her right breast.  “Remember, no touching.”

Once disengaged, she strutted across the room to her husband wearing only her pumps.  She hugged him and whispered something in his ear.  He groaned deeply which made her chuckle.  Taking his hand she led him over to the bed and stood him in front of Susan.  Andrea grabbed the shear briefs still covering his ass and removed them. She then sat down beside her daughter.  “Look at him sweetheart.  You did that to him.  Go on, look!”   Susan lifted her head enough to come eye level with her father’s fuck stick.  “See how wide it is.  I think it is going to stretch you very wide but you’re going to enjoy it.  Let’s show him how stiff your nipples really are.”  Her mother reached behind and unclasped the bra which then fell in her lap.  Susan’s nipples were already rock hard but once her breasts were exposed in all their glory they broke out in goose bumps.  Her dad tentatively reached out to touch them but Andrea slapped his hand. “Not yet.  You get to play when I tell you to.”

Mom climbed up on the bed behind her daughter.  Reaching around and under Susan’s arms, she cupped and lifted her offspring’s breasts like an offering.  “Look at her.  Aren’t her breasts magnificent?  So much bigger than mine. Are they sensitive baby?” As she asked, Andrea used her index fingers to scrape back and forth across her nipples.  She received MMMMmmmmmmm as a response. “I bet you’ve fantasized about breasts just like these haven’t you?” she asked David.

“Oh God, yes.”

“Climb up on the bed with me Angel.”  She gently pulled Susan up the bed.  Andrea still stayed behind her supporting the upper half of her body and cupping her tits.  Now her stocking clad legs were stretched out on the bed towards her father.  In this position mother could whisper in her daughter ear.  “Take off your pretty little panties and show him.  Show him your very special place.”  This extracted a loud whimper from Susan.  Like most families, as a young girl her family had a cute name for genitals and it was ‘special place’. Her mother’s double meaning wasn’t lost on her .  “Go on, you know you want him to see you.”

After kicking off her heels, Susan hesitantly drew her knees up to her butt.  Hooking her thumbs around the gossamer lace of her panties she started to draw them down her long legs. Once they were off and her legs extended again she demurely crossed her ankles to keep them together.  “No, no, no.  That won’t do” admonished her mother.  “You want him to see you, don’t you?  You want him to see how pretty you are?”  Susan let out a little girl like whine.  Andrea let go of her breast and placing her arms straight out on either side of her daughter. Moving her fingers in a ‘give me’ motion towards Susan’s knees she said “Come now.  Let’s show him how beautiful your special place is.” 

Very hesitantly and with two false starts, Susan drew her legs up again with her knees together, this time without anything covering her crotch.  Her mother slid her hands underneath her daughter’s knees and finished drawing them up to her chest.  This afforded David a view of his daughter’s naked lips peaking out between her closed thighs. He started to breathe very rapidly.  His cock was so hard that it hurt slightly!

“Now, spread your legs baby.  I won’t do that for you.  You need to decide if you want to do that all on your own.” Everything was at a standstill.  Susan’s mother held her knees up to her chest but made no effort to move them out. She looked down over her knees at her father standing before her, naked with his blood engorged shaft pointed at her.  She was so conflicted.  How could her mother have manipulated the situation to get her to this stage?!  It wasn’t fair.  And then she realized that her mother did not force her to do anything.  Mom just gave her opportunities which she took of her own free will, although reluctantly.  Susan finally admitted to herself that she was here because she wanted to be.  Her body and subconscious knew this long ago, that’s why she was so turned on and wet.  It was her conscious brain that had to let go. 

As it did, her legs let go as well.  She looked up into her daddy’s masked face as she parted her legs and let him look at her most private of places.  She could see his eyes get bigger as he took in her labia.  The more her legs parted the more her nether lips did also.  She was so wet and turned on that her folds opened like a flower to allow him to see her in all her glory.  As her knees opened her shyness and hesitation dissipated.  Yes, this was what she wanted!  She had done so many other things sexually that would be considered kinky or inappropriate, why the hell couldn’t she fuck her own father?  Susan didn’t just spread her legs; she opened them as far as they would go.  She wanted him to be able to see all of her.  Susan got a perverse pleasure in tilting her pubis up to display her cunt even more to her father.

Andrea chuckled in her ear realizing that Susan had finished battling her demons.  “That’s it; show him how beautiful you are.  Show him what is between your legs.”  Susan was done being shy.  She placed her own hands on her inner thighs and ran them up her nylons to her snatch.  Although she was already open, she spread herself more by pulling her engorged lips back. “Look at me.  Look in side of me.  Look at how wet you made me.”  This last statement was delivered like an accusation.  She then shifted her fingers to rub her clit which caused her to start moaning from deep down inside of herself.

Andrea let go of her daughter’s thighs, no longer needing to provide encouragement.  She beaconed to her husband to climb up onto the bed between his child’s legs.  He moved like lightning but before he could even attempt to enter his daughter, Andrea placed a hand on his chest.  David’s iron bar of a cock was only inches away from the most forbidden place on earth to him.  He wanted so desperately to slip into her but his wife would not allow it, not yet.

With her baby cradled in her arms and leaning back against her, Andrea placed her mouth against Susan’s ear and whispered “Touch him.”  With a trembling hand due to excitement now and not fear, Susan reached out and lightly grasped the one penis she should never touch.  She slid her fingers around the flared head and then tried to wrap her hand around her daddy’s hardness. He was so wide that she couldn’t make her fingers touch.

“AAAhhhhwwwwwwww” moaned David.  This was the first contact his prick had received tonight and he was so incredibly turned on.

“Not too much dear, we want him to cum in you, not on you” warned mom.

As Susan stroked her father lightly, Andrea broke one of the cardinal rules of The Anonymous Encounter.  She reached up and untied the ribbons holding David’s mask on.  “I think you want to know exactly who is fucking you, hmmm?”

“YES” Susan hissed.

Andrea looked into her husband’s face.  “Are you ready to do what you have always dreamed of dear?”

“More than ready” he panted.

Andrea turned to look at Jeff.  “I haven’t forgotten about you.  Come here my boy, I have a job for you.”  He extricated himself from the armchair and made his way over to the bed, his hard meat leading the way.  Mom indicated that he should climb up on the bed beside his wife’s outstretched thighs which he did.  Speaking to her son-in-law she said “You look incredibly hard and incredibly turned on.  Do you like what is happening to your wife?”  Jeff could only nod as he stared at his lover’s snatch and her father’s cock in such proximity to each other.

“Prove to me that you want to watch Susan fuck her daddy.  Show me that you want your wife to take the one cock that she should never have.”  In a firm voice Andrea commanded “Put him inside her.  Show him the way Jeff.”

He swallowed hard and then reached out to grasp his father-in-laws thick manhood. It was so incredibly soft yet rock hard at the same time.  More subconsciously and out of habit than anything else, he pumped it up and down a few times which caused a grunt from David.

Susan whimpered “Please, Please. I want him.”

Jeff pulled lightly on the cock in his hand which caused David to lean towards the prize he so wanted.  As contact was made Susan’s lips parted further and kissed the head of his dick.  Jeff, the consummate lover, moved the head up and down the slit of his wife’s snatch to properly lubricate the missile that was about to invade her. Not that they really needed it as she was soaking wet and he was leaking copious amounts of precum.

David put his hands on his daughter’s knees and pushed them out even further. He wanted her completely open to him. As he started to push, Susan felt the lips around her soft quivering cunt slowly start to stretch open.  The elastic rimmed tightness resisted for a moment and then gave way before the hard pressure.  “OOOOOHHHHHHH GODDDDD YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!” screamed Susan as her father stretched and slid in to her most intimate of places.  Jeff was finally forced to let go of the erection in his hand as dad finally started to bottom out.

“So….sweet….mmm…mmmy.. little..girl” David huffed.

Andrea slowly slipped out from behind her daughter so that Susan could lay flat and receive all of David.  As she sat beside the incestuous couple, she untied Susan’s mask also. Now father and daughter could see exactly who and what they were doing.  Leaning up she told her husband to look at who he was fucking. This caused him to push forward until he was fully buried and then he did not move.  From long experience she knew her husband was trying to avoid cumming.  She couldn’t blame him; everyone was on such an erotic high that they were all ready to go.  She hadn’t even touched herself and just watching this event unfold had brought her to the brink. She decided that she had better set Susan off so that father and daughter could orgasm at the same time.

She lay down beside her offspring and asked her if she liked daddy’s cock inside her.

“Yes Mommy, he feels so good inside me.  I’ve never been stretched so wide.  Daddy makes me feel so hot.” All of this was in the little girl voice she used to get her way as a teenager.

“Can you feel his balls brush up against your asshole honey?” As she asked, she started to caress her daughter’s breasts.

Susan nodded.

“I’m so glad you’re fucking your daddy.  He has fantasized about you for a long time.  He has always wanted to feel his little girl wrapped around his fat cock.  Kiss daddy for me baby.”

Susan lifted her head and latched her lips onto her father.  Both Jeff and Andrea could see both of their tongues working in a sinful and unnatural coupling. Father and daughter were connected at both mouth and crotch. During it all Susan kept letting out high pitched whines.

She finally broke the kiss by throwing herself back on the bed, her arms over her head and arching her spine. This jammed her pubis and clit down on her father’s rigid member while thrusting her nipples forward.  “Daaaaaddy, oh DADDDY,……uuunnnh,. ………uuuuuunnnh…………,.

Unnnhhh……………, Uuuunnnhhh…………….., uuuunnnnnnnn………………..,.

Cummmmmminggggggggg …for ……daaaaaaddddy………………………………….

Her abdominal muscles rippled, the cords of her neck stood out, and her hips hunched up against her father uncontrollably as she had one of the most earth shattering orgasms of her life.  It was as though lightning was coursing back and forth through her entire body.  And it was all caused by her father’s rod buried deeply inside her.

Being so sexually excited all evening, feeling Susan’s wet walls ripple around his prick and hearing his own daughter repeat ‘daddy’ was too much.  He was leaning up on his outstretched arms looking down on his little princess as she had wave after wave of orgasm.  With a great bellow he thrust his cock as deeply as he could into his little girl and flooded her with his seed; the very essence that made her so many years ago.  After his first scream he made no more sound, this orgasm was too powerful but it was etched on his face.  Susan stared up at her father throughout both of their peaks.  She did not want to miss a single second of her coupling with daddy.

As father and daughter ground their crotches together to maximize their pleasure a huge volley of semen landed on Susan’s chest.  Her husband had never witnessed anything so erotic and could not take any more.  He had grasped his own rod and in three strokes, started his own journey of bliss.  Glob after glob flew out of the end of his cock and landed on his wife and father-in-law.

Not to be left out, Andrea used two elegant fingers to flick her own engorged clit back and forth a few times and started her own orgasm.  Yes, her plan had worked out perfectly. She watched father and daughter fuck in front of her which fueled the bloom of heat that started in her clit and washed through her whole body.  Yes, she knew EXACTLY how Susan was feeling at that precise moment.  There was nothing more special that an orgasm given to you by your daddy.

As she collapsed onto the bed enjoying the aftershocks of her cum, Andrea thought about the next gathering of The Anonymous Encounter.  Should she invite Jeff’s parents or Susan’s brother Christian?  She decided to leave that up to Susan when she felt Jeff’s hardness brush up against her as he lay down behind his mother-in-law. 

The foursome didn’t leave their room for another two and a half hours.

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          When she came over to give me the juice, she sat down at the table and started to have a conversation with me. We talked about her boyfriend Chris, and what a lame ass he was. I had to agree. When I turned sideways to look at her, my blanket fell open, and there i was exposed.

          " Whoah, Andrew, put that away." she said. " I dont want to see your dick right now, with all that hair!"

           I hastily covered myself, embarassed, but somewhat turned on. I found it erotic that my sister had just seen my genitals. At the thought of this, my dick started to get hard. Soon, it was stiff and I was sporting a tent out of my blanket. My sister looked down at my crotch again, and with a slight smile said, " well bro, I guess the thought of being exposed to your sister made you a little bit horny".

        I then said jokingly, " yeah, and since it's my birthday, i wouldnt mind getting some bitch to suck me off, you got 5 dollars?"  She said, " why spend 5 dollars on a birthday gift, when you could get it for free?"

             " how could I get it for free, not many girls go for me, I guess i'm not their type." I lamented.

            She placed her hand on my knee and started to gently rub little circles on it. " oh, plenty of girls are interested in your type, you're just too shy to see your oportunitys."

           She then said," well, since it's your birthday, and nobody else is awake, howabout I help you gain some self confidence?" I was unsure of what was going on, but I eagerly consented. She slowly pulled the blanket off of my lap, and let it fall to her feet. There I was, my newly trimmed bush, and 7 inches of dick standing up stiffly. She said " not a bad size here, bro." She then pulled knelt at my feet, rolled her sleeves up and spit in her palms.

            " I think you're going to like this birthday present, Andrew" she smiled up at me. She then grabbed ahold of my dick and slowly felt my ridges and veins. At the feeling of her hands on my penis, I accidentally flexed it and pre-lube came out of the tip. She quickly swept that up with her tongue. At the feeling of her tongue on my dick, I flexed it even harder and more leaked out.

             " I guess you're going to be too wet for me to just clean up with my tongue, so i'll have to use my whole mouth," she said playfully. she placed one hand on the inside of my thigh, and the other on my smooth balls and gently slid the tip of my dick into her mouth. I looked down and just seeing the way her mouth was swollen with my, MY penis almost got me to shoot right there. I was her brother, and she was doing this, it was awesome! she got down to about 4 inches down the shaft, and i felt my tip hitting the back of her throat. I grabbed the back of her head and rammed the other 3 inches down her neck. She gagged slightly, but didnt choke or anything. After i was fully nestled in her throat, she just looked up and me and nodded. i took that for confirmation for anything i wanted to do.

               I wrapped my hands in her hair, and started to slowly pump in and out of her mouth. i brought my dick from balls deep in her mouth, the just the end of it left in her mouth. She just looked up at me, and kept sucking as hard as she could. Eventually i could fill the cum about to burst out of my dick, i started to ram into her face as hard as i could, my balls were slapping the bottom of her jaw, and she was getting a nose full of my pubes each time. I then squirted my first jet down her throat, and pulled out right as she was swallowing, it came out and splattered all over her lips, and then squirted up and got her on the bridge of her nose and in her eyelids.

               She looked up at me, smiled, and wiped the cum off of her face and ate it. " mmm, you taste good Andrew, now howabout you get a feel of all of my body instead of just my mouth?" she then stripped out of all her clothes. as she unclapsed her bra, i was just struck with awe. those 32 d's were so awesomely proportioned it was almost unbeliveable.

              By the time she was undressed, i was fully hard again. she came over, and pumped me a few times to get me to maximum size, and gave it a kiss. She then turned around, and got on her hands and knees,and said " what are you waiting for, havent you wanted to fuck this ass for a while?" i said " i must have came in my bed at least a dozen times from my wet dreams of you". i then grabbed her waist, positioned my dick in her pussy, and slammed it in in one large thrust.

            " easy andrew, i havent had sex in a while, i havent been stretched out yet". I just ignored her and kept up my pounding. this was my first pussy, i was going to have it my way. everytime my pelvis hit her ass, her tits would swing up and knock her in the face. I decided to fix that problem and get a palmfull of them. There i was, fucking her doggy style and using her tits as leverage. i started to cum for the second time that night, and as i squirted in her pussy, i felt her lock up and squeeze me really hard, then a flood of pussy juice drenched my legs and bed. We ended up being so exausted and tired from that fucking that we were both on the ground, my on top of her and still inside her. eventually i grew limp and i rolled over.

              when she got up, she kissed me and said "happy birthday bro, wait till christmas..it's going to be wild" i stumbled into my bed and fell asleep with the biggest grin i've ever had in my life on my face. Happy birthday to me.

Yeah, it really is my birthday though.

When I heard the shower come on this was my chance and I got out of the closet and my a run for it as I was pasting the bathroom I could hear his mom moaning and takeing his cock again.

I hope you enjoy this as much as I did tell me what you think for there is still alot more. asiansexkitty@yahoo.com