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The Village of Agony and Ecstasy

Chapter 4

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Raisa was dragged along sobbing. She shivered as the massive iron door creaked open to the main house. The things that she had already witnessed were overwhelming. She was so innocent. She had her whole life ahead of her. She had never dreamed that women or men could be used as slaves, and yet here, she was thrust in the middle of it. She longed so to go home. And now she had lost her protection, Bella. She hoped that Bella was all right. In fact, she hoped she even saw her again. She was not sure of anything. She had heard what Zorg said about not abusing her. She hoped it was true. She was a virgin. She had never been touched anywhere. She could not imagine being forced.

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As the door slammed shut, the servants came running, all scantily dressed. Raisa noticed as she cowered behind Zorg that the women were very beautiful, and the men very handsome. They all looked fit and well cared for even if they were slaves. She relaxed a bit and tried to catch her breath.

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One of the slave girls stepped forward.Â

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"Sir, a new slave?"Â She eyed Raisa up and down.

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Raisa cringed at the stare.

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"Yes, she is new. But she is here to serve me, only me. In fact, there are two new slaves that I brought home. They are both solely for my pleasure and will not be shared among you slaves. Is that understood?"

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           The slaves that had gathered bowed and all chimed. "Yes, Sir."

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Zorg released Raisa's arm. He pushed her in the direction of the slave girl that had stepped forward.

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"Take her upstairs to my quarters. Draw a hot bath and bathe her."

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           Zorg looked at a male slave, rather young and very virile. Muscles rippled over his chest.

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"You will go help her. After she is clean and bathed, you both will bring her to my quarters and present her to me. Make sure she has something to eat also."

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Raisa heard Zorg's words and wanted to scream. Bathe me??? A man? The girl slave was fine but a man?

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           She was horrified but afraid to say anything. She feared for her life.

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The male and female slave stepped to either side of Raisa and grabbed her arms to lead her to the Master's quarters. Zorg disappeared through a side door.

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The stone stairs wound around and around. Raisa hardly had the energy to climb them. She was so exhausted. There were torches that lit the stair well. The main house must have been at least three stories. Raisa had never seen anything so huge. The three of them stopped on what seemed to be the second floor. They turned to go down a long hall. At the end of the hall, Raisa could see two large doors, torches on either side, with two large iron lion heads attached to them. The male slave unlatched the handles and pulled the door open.

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Inside, the room was filled with the light from a roaring fire. The huge lanterns on the wall had the room well lit. It was warm, cozy, and definitely masculine. A large bearskin rug lay on the floor beside a large feather bed. It was the largest bed Raisa had ever seen. The bedposts were as large around as any well grown tree. They were carved and ornate. The headboard was carved also and reached the ceiling just like the bedposts. There were curtains attached between each bedpost that could be pulled together for privacy.

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Raisa shuddered as she noticed shackles on the four bedposts. She even noticed some kind of harness hanging in the corner of the room. There were various and sundry gadgets on the wall, but she had never seen any of them before. She did, however, notice a crop that was mounted and displayed.

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    The other walls of the room had ornate swords displayed, and mounted animal heads. A good hunter, Zorg must have been. There was a tiger's head, a lion's head, elephant tusks, and various other animals’ trophies on the wall of the room.Â

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In front of the hearth was a large leather sofa, with a table and chair beside it. Raisa was pushed into it. She did not speak. She was either too tired or too scared.

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The large while sofa was soft and very comfortable. Raisa laid back to catch her breath. She was so tired.

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The two slaves disappeared through another door and Raisa heard the sound of running water. The two slaves chattered as they worked but Raisa could not hear what they were saying. She closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.

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"Wake up! You must get your bath."Â The slave girl was shaking Raisa.Â

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Raisa drowsily opened her eyes and came back to reality. She sat straight up on the sofa. The female had a cup of broth and a slice of bread. She put them down on the table in front of Raisa.

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           "You must eat quickly. I must bathe you and Jamon is going to help me." She said.

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           Raisa pulled back. "NO! Does he have to stay?"

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"Master ordered it, so it must be. We will not hurt you."

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"Oh, please make him go!" Raisa whined. She had never undressed before a man. He had to be at least in his twenties. She was so embarrassed at the thought of having to disrobe in front of him.

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           "I cannot. If I do, I shall be punished. He must stay and help." The girl said.

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Raisa leaned forward and raised the broth to her lips. It was steaming. Her mind raced as she sipped it to figure out a way to get away from these two slaves. There was no where to go. She was a captured animal.  She gulped the broth down and swallowed the last bit of bread as the female slave reached to pull her to her feet.

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           Raisa started to pull away from the girl's grasp. She struggled but to no avail. Jamon came over and took her other arm and they pulled her to her feet and into the adjacent room.

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The large stone bathing pool was steaming. There were bottles of oil and other scents lined beside it. Jamon held Raisa as the female slipped her tunic over her head. Raisa blushed. She watched as Jamon's eyes perused her body. She was standing face to face with him as he held her arms. His eyes traveled the length of her body. Raisa's breasts were small and tear-dropped, firm and the nipples now strutted as the cool air hit them. Raisa wanted to cover herself.

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Jamon's eyes traveled farther down. He smiled when they got to her sex. She only had wisps of pubic hair. Her sex lips were thin and pouty.

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   "Oh what a treasure you will be for the Master!" He smiled as he said it. "I am going to enjoy presenting you to him! I wonder what lies inside those lips."

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Raisa's eyes closed for she did not want to hear that. She bit her lip to keep her mouth shut for she was at his mercy. She was afraid to say anything that might ignite him.

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The girl grabbed her arm again and the two slaves pulled Raisa down the stairs into the bathing pool. It did feel delicious.Â

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They splashed the water over her body. Jamon reached for a bottle of oil. He also picked up a small brush and a cloth.

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"Hold her while I soap her up," he said to the female slave.

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The female pinned Raisa's arms back so her chest stood up. It pushed her breasts forward as the nipples stood straight out. Jamon took the brush, poured some oil on it, and proceeded to scrub Raisa's shoulders. The bristles were soft. The oil lathered and slid down her chest. The brush slid over her nipples. Back and forth. Back and forth. Raisa fought and whined but the female slave had such a hold on her that she could not free herself. She had the strangest feeling when the bristles of the brush touched her nipples. It was almost pleasant and she had a strange sensation in her groin. She did not understand it.

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Jamon worked on her nipples, teasing them with the brush and trying to rub the oil into them. Raisa squirmed and wiggled. He put the brush back on the ledge and used his hands and fingers on her nipples, rubbing them in circles and pinching them. Raisa noticed a tingling in her groin. It was throbbing.

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"Now, there, they are nice and clean. Pull her back so we can bathe her sex. Let's put her on the ledge." Jamon said.

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Raisa's eyes widened.

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"NO! Please! NO!" she begged.

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"Good idea," the female slave replied.

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The two slaves tugged her to the side of the bathing pool. Raisa fought like an animal but was plopped down on her back on the ledge with her legs dangling into the pool from her knees down. The girl pushed her shoulders down and held the there. Jamon perched right between her legs smiling.

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"Now we shall get a look at what lies inside those little pink lips of yours." he chuckled.

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           Raisa tried to kick him. Her legs flailed around and were caught by the female and held tightly, her knees bent. Jamon pushed her legs open. Tears stung Raisa's face. She was lathered with the soap and scrubbed. Once the soap was rinsed off, Raisa felt Jamon's fingers opening her sex.

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           "Okay, now we can look," he said.

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The lips spread way back, the female slave bent closer, as Jamon inspected Raisa's sex closely. His finger slid through the wetness, as Raisa cried.

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           "It is innocent and fresh," Jamon told the female. "It's pink, and she is wet!"

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           The female slave giggled. "Oh she will like being wet!"

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Jamon reached to spread her sex wider and took a finger to push back the hood of Raisa's clit. Raisa gasped when his finger grazed it. She had never felt that before.

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"Look, it is hard! It is truly beautiful erect, isn't it? It is a great size for Master to play with or suck. I wish I could have her." Jamon said.Â

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           "WELL, YOU CANNOT!"

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           A booming voice filled the room. Jamon jumped to attention and the female slave let go of Raisa's legs and arms. They turned to see their Master standing in the doorway.

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Zorg stood there with his arms crossed glaring at them.

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"I told you to bring her to me! You were to bathe her and bring her to me!!" He shouted angrily.

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"Yes, Sir, that is what we are doing!" Jamon answered. "She is ready, Sir!"

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Very well, bring her to my bed and you may go." Zorg commanded.

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The slaves jumped about, rinsing Raisa as she continued to sniff and sob. They dried her, applied some soothing oil to her body which smelled heavenly. It made her relax and it felt so good as they rubbed her aching muscles. They carried her into the Master's room and laid her in the big feather bed. Zorg was standing with his back to them in front of the fire.

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"You are dismissed." Zorg grumbled.

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"Yes, Sir," the two slaves responded in unison. They hurried out of the room, closing the big door behind them.

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All Raisa could remember was opening her eyes for a moment from the bed to see Zorg staring down at her. She drifted off into a deep sleep.

e, and he definitely never thought that it would be Ana’s idea to do it if he did.

Ana was virgin who knew nothing about sex when he met her. He taught her almost everything she knew about sex. She learned the rest by watching porn.

She got freakier with every porn flick they watched together. She wanted to test out everything they saw no matter how nasty it was. Some things she liked, others she didn’t, but she was always willing to try everything at least once.

That’s why Hank was only partially surprised when she approached him about having sex with other people. They had tried everything that two people could possibly do, so it made sense that she would want to add another person to the equation to give them something new to experiment with.

Hank felt like he was watching a live porno when the threesome first got started. Christy had leaned forward and kissed his wife. Then she took her top off. The girls got into their own little thing while he sat beside them and enjoyed the show.

There was some kissing and nervous foreplay, but things started getting interesting after the girls were totally naked.

Hank was amazed at how much they looked alike without clothes. Both were tall and thin with average sized tits. They had long, slender legs, and long hair.

The lights were low, and if it wasn’t for the difference in hair colors, Hank probably would’ve lost track of who was who with so much tussling going on.

Christy’s hair was blonde; his wife’s hair was black. They even had similar hairstyles.

The only light in the room came from a lamp in the corner. It was too small to give off any significant amount of light, so it was almost like they had a dimmer switch.

The girls were tenderly groping each other and kissing each other with steamy affection. Hank’s cock was getting hard watching them. He was starting to relax as well. He leaned back and enjoyed the show.

Ana lay naked with her legs spread wide apart. Christy slid her finger between her pussy lips and fingered her while she talked dirty to Ana.

Hank was too busy staring at Ana’s pussy to hear anything they were saying. He was excited beyond belief and just wanted to see a woman licking another woman’s pussy. He had fantasized about it all his adult life.

Christy lowered her head and covered Ana’s clit with her soft lips and wet tongue. Hank and Ana had the exact same reaction to it. They gasped and took a deep breath as a rush of tingles spread through their loins.

Ana closed her eyes and slowly grinded her pussy on Christy’s tongue. She cupped her own tits and started fondling them.

She was so lost in the pleasure that she momentarily forgot there was a man in the room with them. When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of the widest eyes that she had ever seen staring back at her. Apparently her husband was enjoying it just as much as she was.

Christy suggested he take off his boxers and get ready to join in. He did so.

Christy had her pussy lips spread wide with her finger wedged in the hole. Ana’s pussy was soaked. Christy lapped at her juices, pausing every now and then to swallow some of her sweet nectar.

Ana’s eyes rolled back in her head as she enjoyed the feel of her tongue on her clit. Her leg started twitching and her teeth were clenched tightly together. Hank covered a tit with his mouth and started flicking his wet tongue on the nipple.

Ana lost control. Fluids spilled from her pussy all over Christy’s finger and tongue.

She pulled her finger out and stuck it in Hank’s mouth. He sucked every drop of pussy juice off while Christy licked it off her mouth.

Ana’s mouth was salivating fiercely now. She’d had her first orgasm, and seeing Christy’s finger sliding in her husband’s mouth made her want something in her own mouth as well.

She let Christy shine her pussy for a couple more minutes while she and Hank watched and whispered back and forth about how good it felt.

Christy was bent over Ana’s body with her tight ass sticking straight up. Ana rubbed it and accidentally slipped her finger in her pussy. She was shocked at how wet she was considering no one had touched her yet. She kept rubbing Christy’s ass and pussy lips and fingered her clit while she stroked Hank’s cock with the other hand.

The second Christy came up for air, Ana leaned to her right to get what she’d been wanted for the last five minutes or so.

Hank’s cock was eight inches long and rock hard. She stroked it up and down a few times and dove into it.

Ana must have been really horny tonight because she never sucked him like this in almost a decade of marriage. She sucked him deep and used her free hand to feed more of him inside, even when her mouth was stuffed to its limits.

“Can you share?” asked Christy as she crawled to the other side of the bed.

Ana didn’t answer, but kept feeding on Hank’s throbbing cock, so Christy took it upon herself to start licking his balls instead.

This was a new experience for Hank, who was trying his best to keep from cumming before he had a chance to fuck them. The sensation of having is balls and cock licked at the same time made it hard enough, but when he looked down and saw two beautiful women hungrily greasing his genitals and staring up at him, it was all he could do to keep from losing his load.

Finally Ana let his cock slip out of her mouth, and Christy wasted no time in scooping it up for herself. Christy’s jaws were stronger than Ana’s (from giving a lot more blowjobs, no doubt) and made for a stronger pull on the upper end of his cock.

The girls did a good job of passing his dick between them, allowing him just enough time to enjoy himself, but passing it off to the other just before he came.

Christy continued sucking his boner while Ana crawled around them, bent over with her ass up and face down, and readied herself to get fucked from behind.

Christy pulled his cock out of her mouth and put the head on Ana’s pussy hole. Hank pushed forward and his cock slid deep inside until it touched the back of her pussy.

This was the easiest entry that he had ever had with Ana. Her pussy was usually wet or moist, but this time it was seriously gushing.

Between the wetness in Ana’s pussy and the look of euphoria on Christy’s face, he started wondering which of the three was enjoying themselves the most.

“Oh, yeah, fuck me!” screamed Ana as he rammed his shaft in her.

“Give her that big hard cock,” said Christy, equally excited.

The more the girls encouraged him, the harder he fucked her, giving her the best reaming of their marriage.

It went on like this for a while until Hank found himself staring at Christy even though he was fucking his wife. Christy stared back, and Ana even found herself looking behind at them. They were all thinking the same thing.

Fuck Christy. Fuck the new pussy too.

She lifted a leg over Ana’s body and got in the same doggie style position lying on top of her. It was like Hank had a stack of pussies bent over in front of him.

It made him fuck his wife harder. He wanted to pull it out and plug the other pussy but he seemed powerless to do it. It felt too good in Ana right now.

“I’m gonna cum!” screamed Ana.

“He’s gonna make you cum?” said Christy.

“Yeaahhhh!” cried Ana as another wave or orgasms hit her, sending loads of cunt juice spilling all over Hank’s cock and balls. The pace slowed down while Ana got herself together.

Meanwhile, Christy reached into her purse and pulled out a condom. “I hope I got the right size,” she said.

Ana was slowly sucking the pussy juice off his cock. She stopped when she saw Christy was ready.

She held his cock while Christy rolled the condom onto his throbbing member. Then she lay back and opened her legs.

Hank mounted her. His cock had lost some of its stiffness because of the condom (he hated condoms), but it stiffened back up as soon as he felt the squeeze of Christy’s vaginal walls. She was surprisingly tight for a woman who had sex so often. It felt like somebody was squeezing his cock with a fist.

“Just jam it in there,” she commanded.

He did, but her pussy was so tight that it kept pushing his cock back out. He held it in place as he slowly slid in and out of her wet cunt until it adjusted enough to accommodate his girth. Then he put one leg over his shoulder, leaned in, and really rammed into it.

“Fuck it. Fuck my tight pussy.”

“Yeah.”

“You like it?” said Ana.

“Oh, I like that tight pussy,” moaned Hank. “I like that tight fucking box.”

Hank was getting hornier the more his wife talked him on. The fact that she was there and loving it was really getting him off. He was slamming her pussy hard and grinding to the sides while he watched her facial expressions go from joy to ecstasy to orgasmic and start over again.

“Pound my pussy. Oh, yeah, get that dick in there.”

The whole bed was shaking until Hank stopped. He looked at Ana and said, “I want to see you eat her pussy ‘cause I got it nice and creamy.”

He got off the bed and Ana took his place between Christy’s legs. “Here I go,” she said.

“He warmed it up for ya,” said Christy.

Ana lowered her head to her pelvis. The first thing she noticed was the smell. She’d gotten used to smelling the scent of cock whenever she put her face in that area.

This aroma was similar to what she smelled when she sucked Hank’s dick after he pulled it out of her own pussy. She wasn’t expecting it although she should have, so it stunned her a little.

The next thing she noticed was the wetness and mass. Now she knew how Hank felt eating her pussy. There wasn’t anything there except for a wet split. There wasn’t anything there to fill her mouth up.

She started by timidly licking at the clit, and then the hole. She was confused. She had never done this before and didn’t really know where to start. Then a thought hit her.

Hank’s done this to you a thousand times. Just do what feels good to you.

She started flicking her tongue on her clit and licked between the swollen outer pussy lips, lapping up her juices in the process.

She focused most of her attention on the clit. Even when she licked Christy’s hole she still tried to keep her upper lip in contact with it because she knew from experience that that was where most of the pleasure came from.

She felt Hank’s cock easing into her snatch behind her. Hank was humping her horny pussy while she licked Christy’s pussy, making it more enticing.

“She licks my pussy so nicely,” said Christy. “You’d think she’d been doing this for years.” To Ana, she said, “You know how to do it because you know how it feels.”

Ana nodded and kept licking and slurping her bald cunt while Hank pounded her. She couldn’t get good contact with the pussy because her whole body and the bed were rocking so much.

Hank had gone wild behind her. “I’m gonna cum,” said Hank.

“You’re gonna cum in your wife,” said Christy.

“Oh, yeah. Yeah!” said Ana between breaths.

Hank got a firm hold on Ana’s hips and fucked her as hard as he could. The condom was off, so now he could feel every ridge in her pie hole.

“I’m gonna cum in that pussy,” he said as his balls tightened and began pumping hot, creamy spoo into Ana’s cunt.

Hank shivered and leaned forward, using Ana’s body for support since all of his strength left with his semen.

Ana turned around and kissed him. Christy sat up and joined in, and there were three heads crammed together with tongues dueling.

All three lay on the bed continuing there foreplay after the sex had finished.

“You guys are incredible,” said Hank.

“So you liked it?”

“Man, did we?”

Ana said, “I tried to get your attention now and then, but…”

“That’ll happen now and then, but that only happens because I got it.” They laughed

“You certainly did,” said Ana.

There was another break in the conversation. Then Christy said, “I have a friend who throws parties very regularly and they’re a lot of fun.”

“Yeah? That’s a lot of people though,” said Hank.

Ana agreed.

“Well, the same rules apply. Yes means yes. No means no. You don’t have to do anything that you don’t to do with anybody that you don’t want to do it with. Or you can fuck everybody if you want to. It’s a lot of fun.”

They didn’t respond and Christy didn’t want to sound pushy so she just offered to send them an invitation.

“We’ll think about it, yeah.” said Ana. They got dressed and said farewell to Christy.

The weekend came quickly. Ana was scheduled to work the late shift. She went to the kitchen and said, “I kinda don’t wanna go to that store today.”

“You never want to go to that store,” said Hank taking a swig of juice.

“I know, but you know how weekends are. Coupon day and all. So what have you been up to this morning?”

Hank took a bite of fruit and said, “I went out and got the mail and did some bills.”

“I’m sure we got lots of those, right?”

“Yeah and we got a special letter in the mail,” Hank said holding up an envelope.

“What is it?’ Ana said excitedly.

“Remember that party Christy was telling us about?”

“Yeah.”

“This is it…this Saturday.”

“But what if we don’t like the people? I mean it’s not going to just be the three of us this time.” She went to the other side of the kitchen and leaned on the counter. She looked really distraught about it.

“There’s gonna be a lot more people. I don’t know how many but…you know, if it’s a party, it’s a party. What if somebody touches me and I don’t want him touching me. What if— ”

“Honey,” said Hank feeling irritated, “it’s like going to a normal party. No one’s going to force you. You remember what Christy said? Yes means yes; no means no. Just tell them No if you don’t want it. If it gets bad, we can just leave.”

Ana softened up a little and started smiling.

“And plus,” continued Hank as he approached her and snuggled against her, cheek to cheek, “you get to watch me have sex.”

“Yeah, I did kinda like it.”

“I’d kinda like to see you with someone. Maybe a guy.”

Ana was getting horny. Her pussy was tingling. She started rubbing Hank’s cock and said, “You won’t mind?”

“I don’t know. We’ll find out. This is a test.”

“Okay,” said Ana. “I guess it will be kinda fun.”

“It’s getting me excited thinking about it.”

“I see,” said Ana, referring to the large boner she felt growing in his pants. They kissed and went upstairs to get one more fuck in before Ana went to work.

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It was Saturday night. Hank was driving while Ana navigated using directions that she had printed off Map Quest.

Hank and Ana were very nervous because they were afraid the others wouldn’t find them attractive. A lot of “what-ifs” were running through their minds as they neared the house.

Hank tried to call Ana down by telling her to go over the rules that Christy included with the invitation. The rules were short and to-the-point, but he just wanted them both to be thinking about something other than negativity.

The rules were:

1. Ask first. Yes means yes; no means no.
2. Don’t go in any body parts without permission.
3. If you and your partner have an argument (jealousy is common with these things, especially the first few times), take it outside so you don’t ruin everybody else’s mood.

They got out and walked hand in hand to the door. Hank took a deep breath and said, “Here goes,” as he reached for the door knocker that looked like a wolf’s head. He knocked three times and the door opened almost instantly.

There was a beautiful blonde there to greet them. She looked about forty years old, but she had the body of a woman twenty years younger.

The woman extended her arm to shake hands. “Hello, I’m Nina. You must be Ana,” she said as she shook her hand.

“Yes, and this is my husband.”

“Hi. Christy’s told me all about you and we’re so happy that you’re here. I think you’re the last people to get here so we’re all waiting on you.”

She let Ana and Hank walk ahead of her into the living room. They wished they’d gotten there earlier. Everyone had gotten settled in, so they were sitting down and staring back at Ana and Hank. They felt like they were on display, and since the only person they knew was Christy, it made them feel uncomfortable.

“Everybody, they’re here,” yelled Nina. “Christy, look who I found—Ana and Hank.” To everyone, she said, “Christy’s found them and she’s been very nice to invite them here. Everybody, this is their very first party so don’t eat them up too bad. We want them to come back.”

Everyone laughed except for Hank. Nina was standing in front of him. He already thought she was sexy when he first saw her, but now that they were standing in the brighter lights of the living room, he could see exactly how ravishing this woman was.

She was wearing a tight, red, laced miniskirt that came up to her crotch. She had long, bleached, blonde hair. Her tits were a nice size, but it was her hips and ass that really caught Hank’s attention. Her ass was plump and round like a lot of black and Latina asses.

Hank had always thought the most important part of a woman’s body was her tits, but looking at Nina was making him change his opinion fast.

Next, Nina introduced them to everyone in the room. There was Sahara, a leggy blonde who was married to Tracy, a big black man. Black men were always popular at these events because everybody had heard the rumor and wants to know if it’s true.

Luc, a blonde male with a big mustache, introduced himself next. His wife was a brunette named Ariana

Bob had short brown hair. His wife’s name was Janet. She looked similar to Ariana, but her hair wasn’t as curly. Janet made it a point to tell them they liked to be watched.

Nina and Christy were the only two without a partner. Single women were common at these events too, but they never allowed single men because it would turn into a sausage fest if they did.

Nina turned the new couple over to Christy while she went and get them some drinks. Christy kissed them both and thanked them for coming.

They sat down with their drinks and talked for a while. Everybody seemed particularly interested in Ana (because she was a new woman) and Tracy (because he was the only black man).

The talking lasted for about thirty minutes so everyone could get better acquainted and drink their liquor.

When everyone seemed relaxed and giggly, Nina knew it was time to get the show underway. She dimmed the lights and turned on some music. It was all instrumental with a slow beat and deep bass.

The chatter continued throughout the orgy with everyone going at their own pace. Most started by groping their own partners while they talked to other people.

Ana and Hank didn’t join in right away. They watched for a while first.

They soon found out that Janet was telling the truth when she said she liked to be watched. She stood up and lifted her dress above her waist, revealing a hairy pussy that she was grinding in circles to the beat of the music.

She was standing in front of Luc, Ariana’s husband. He reached between her legs from behind and eased his fingers between her wet pussy lips.

She kept grinding her hot pussy on his fingers until she found herself losing strength in her legs because of an orgasm, so she squealed and collapsed on his lap.

Nina got off of Bob’s lap and sat beside him. Ariana stretched her leg across him and Nina and poked her pelvis out so everyone could get a good look at her snatch, which she liked putting on display.

Christy was busy with Tracy—one of her favorite people to fuck because there was something about fucking a black man that appealed to her— and his wife, Sahara.

They had Sahara spread eagle on one of the couches. She still had her bra on but her panties were off.

Christy was licking her pussy while Tracy towered over them watching and holding his wife’s hand. Sahara was moaning loudly and trembling with every smack of Christy’s lips. Ana could understand why too. She knew how good Christy licked pussy.

It seemed like everybody was off into their own little thing. Some were in big groups and others were in little groups. Some sat with their liquor in one hand and their genitals in the other and watched other people have sex.

It was just like Christy said it would be. Everybody did what they wanted and went at their own pace. It was a really relaxed atmosphere.

So far, Hank and Ana were the only two who were still fully clothed, but that was about to change soon. He saw Nina getting her pussy licked and it made him think of her luscious ass.

There were two men sitting on either side of Nina kissing her and twisting her nipples too. She was really horny and close to getting fucked. Hank just wanted to be the person doing it.

There were far too many people surrounding Nina so he decided to go for the next best thing. He stood up, pulled his cock out, and put it in Christy’s face. She happily sucked in a mouthful as Sahara buried her face in Christy’s hot pussy.

That was all Ana needed to give her the balls to join in. She stood and started taking Hank’s shirt off, but like her husband, she too had someone that she was planning to get her hands on eventually.

Hank got completely naked. Ana was still feeling a little bashful, so she only stripped down to her underwear. She swallowed a mouthful of her husband’s cock, taking him in slow strides.

Nina was only a few feet away from them. She was bent over sucking a guy’s dick who was sitting in a chair. Her panties were tightly wedged between her sexy butt cheeks, and partly between her pussy lips.

Hank stared intensely as her head went up and down on the man’s cock. His focus was on Nina’s ass and pussy lips. He couldn’t help but pretend Ana’s mouth was Nina’s pussy and picture himself burying his meat deep inside her.

The thought alone caused his cock to become extra sensitive, so he pulled out of Ana’s mouth and went straight for Nina.

He sat on the floor in front of the couch that she was occupying. He hadn’t been there more than a couple seconds before Sahara crawled up to him and started sucking his dick.

Sahara had really good head. She’d suck the cock head and lick around his balls, let his cock fall out of her mouth, and suck him all the way down to his pubic hairs. It felt so good that all he could do was close his eyes, toss his head back, and enjoy himself.

When he opened his eyes, he looked around and noticed everyone in the house had their mouths full with cock or pussy. He also noticed his wife had disappeared. He couldn’t find her anywhere, but then he realized the woman on the couch across from them was Ana.

She had her eyes closed and her mouth agape. Her legs were so high that her knees touched her shoulders.

Tracy was kneeling in front her and he was eating her pussy. Ana’s cunt was hot and soaked. This was her first time with a black man and Tracy wasn’t disappointing her.

He was very good at eating pussy. He spent a lot of time on her clit, but he stopped to slide his long tongue deep inside her pussy. Ana’s eyes popped opened and she let out a loud yelp.

Hank felt a hint of jealousy. It only lasted for a brief moment because Nina had bent into a standing doggie style position. She was smiling at him as though she was inviting him to fuck her.

Of course, he forgot all about Ana and the black man after seeing that. He was on his feet and in Nina’s pussy right away.

Like Christy, her pussy was tight for somebody who had sex so often. It felt super wet and hot on his eager dick.

Nina pointed his wife and Tracy out. Again, he felt a hint of jealousy, but he just nodded and kept stroking her sweet pussy. After all, how could he complain when he was fucking another woman too?

Besides that, the scenery around him was too erotic to think about silly things like that. Everybody had put their drinks down and had gotten into some serious fucking. All the girls were moaning from the dicks and/or tongues that were deep inside them. They had the whole living room smelling of sex.

He couldn’t remember how he got there, but Hank somehow ended up fucking Christy. There was a lot of screaming going on behind him.

“Oh, yeah! Yeah, that’s good. Yeah,” Nina yelled. Hank turned around just in time to see Bob pulling his cock out of her pussy.  He started stroking it and loads of white cum spurt out all over her gorgeous ass.

Hank realized that orgasms were something special at group fucks. It seemed like everyone in the house stopped what they were doing to see Bob cum. As soon as he was done, they went back to fucking. It seemed to make everyone else hornier too.

“Fuck me!” screamed Janet as Luc pumped his load inside her wet pussy.

She went into an intense orgasm of her own. She was thrusting her horny cunt at him, loving the feel of his hard shaft bumping and sliding around inside of her. Her screams got louder and her thrashing was wilder until her orgasm subsided and they both went to take a rest.

Hank again found himself with a new woman. It was Ariana this time. Luc was watching her suck his dick. He was lightly stroking his cock as he watched. He seemed to get a thrill out of seeing his wife with another man’s dick in her mouth.

Luc sat on the couch next to them. Janet knelt behind him and started licking his ass. He resisted at first because nothing had ever been in there, but he relaxed and let her do what she wanted. It was strange, but the tickle-like sensation along with Ariana’s mouth on his dick made it feel nice.

He looked in the corner and saw Christy mounting the black guy. She slipped his big, black dick in her and started riding him like she was trying to break his dick off.

The sight of it made Hank spill his seed in Ariana’s mouth. She swallowed every drop and went to fuck someone else when she couldn’t get his dick hard again.

Ana and Janet tried their hardest to get him up again because Janet wanted to fuck him next. It was no use. They got it semi-erect, but all the sensitivity was gone, so they sat with Nina and Christy while he rested up.

“I want to thank you for having the nerve to show up and try it,” said Nina. She turned to Christy and said, “And I want to thank you for bringing them here.”

“Thank you for having us,” said Ana.

“Yes, we gotta do this more often,” said Hank.

Nina smiled brightly and said, “So I should put you on my permanent guest list?”

They both nodded frantically and started laughing. “Yes!” they said.

They sat back and watched everyone else fuck until they were ready to make another go it. When Hank was ready, all four joined back in.

And so it went on into the wee hours of the morning until everyone was too drunk or too sexed to go any longer. Hank and Ana became long-time swingers and their sex life couldn’t have been any better.

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p her shirt. I basically had a monster hard on by now. I pulled her shirt off and unlatched her bra. She had perfect Cs, not too big, not too small. My shirt fell to the floor.

    She got to her knees and unbuttoned my pants, bringing the zipper down with her tounge. I pulled her thong off from under her shirt as she pulled my boxers down. I pushed her back onto the counter and spread her legs. Her pussy was extremely wet, and I slid into almost easily. She moaned and rubbed her clit as I pumped my dick in and out of her cunt. She tensed and I took that as a sign to go faster. She grabbed my arm and moaned loudly, tensing even more.

    I cummed inside her, then she slid off the counter and got on her knees, slowly stroking my cock. I leaned my head back and moaned, pushing her head up and down it. She fingered my balls as her tounge traveled around my dickhead. She deepthroated it three times and soon got faster. I cummed into her mouth, and she licked up every drop.

    I flipped her around and licked her asshole, then shoved my dick into her. She almost screamed as I pounded my shaft into her. She was so fucking tight I could hardly bear it.
"Oh, God Kaitlin!" I screamed as I blew my load in her ass. I pulled my dick out and watched some cum slowly drip from her ass.

    I got her number that night, and we have fucked almost every night ever since.

d the DJ say, "Courtney, there's a customer here".

Seconds later,I saw a girl's face peek out from behind the dressing room door. Our eyes locked as instant recognition took place. She smiled and walked out towards me in her street clothes. She hadn't yet dressed in any of her costumes. Still, I liked her in anything she wore.

"Courtney" was actually Stacy. I had known Stacy through her high school years as we played together in the same community band group. She had graduated from high school earlier this summer, and the band hadn't played together since July 4th. I usually don't have a thing for the local girl types as they can be a bit pretend, but I had always liked Stacy, and kept it to myself as I was twice her age.

Stacy stood right at five feet with a petite frame, a face that reminded me of Shiri Appleby, and a set of large boobs that definitely didn't look like they belonged on someone her size. "Hi" she said sitting down next to me. "You caught me by surprise, no one usually comes in before noon. So we sit in the back, play cards or watch T.V." We made small talk about the band, her upcoming year in college, and her family. Finally, I had to break the ice as I was trying to figure out why a girl from a well to do family was working in the cabaret.

 "So, why are you working here?" I asked.

"Making some money for college. I work part time for my dad, but I wanted some big bucks so that I don't have to keep asking daddy for money. So, the one day a week his job forces him to go out of town, I come here. What about you?"

"It's my birthday, and I wanted to go out and celebrate". She smiled very widely." You wait here, I'll be back in a few". The DJ started to play a Def Leppard album. Stacy was right, the place does stay deserted. I took in the place for several more minutes before she reappeared in the dressing room doorway. What I saw blew me away.

She was completely naked, carrying her shoes in one hand and her purse in the other. Her large tits were topped with large puffy nipples. Her tiny ribcage tapered down to her small hips which featured a bald pussy. My pulse quickened, my throat was suddenly dry, and my breathing was a little difficult as she smiled and cocked her head towards a seating area off of the main floor.

My eyes followed her tiny ass as she walked towards a large booth in the center of the remote seating area. She pushed the table out from the booth and had me sit. She put her shoes and purse down. Facing me, she straddled me so that her tits were directly in my face. "Not what you expected huh? I bet you thought they were implants. It's ok, I saw you staring at them over the past year".

She pushed one of her nipples against my lips. I started to lick and suck on it. She hissed and I put my hands on her tiny ass, squeezing the small half moons. She adjusted, placing the other nipple in my mouth. She reached down placing my left hand on her pussy. I fingered her slit, then finding her wet spot I inserted my finger. She was soaking wet. She stiffened, letting out a small moan. Her pussy gripped my finger. I started to finger bang her. She reached down, pulling my hand away from her pussy. Then, placing her hands on my shoulders, she slid down, ending up with her face in my crotch. She smiled as she unzipped my zipper. She reached in, fishing out my dick, then kissing it before taking it's length in her mouth.

She gave me several strokes before she stood, turned, and backed into my crotch. She reached down, taking my dick in her tiny hand and guiding me into her. I watched my dick disappear into her. Her pussy was hot, wet, and inviting.

 She leaned back into me. "You like your birthday present?" She asked. "Oh yeah, can I have more?" I replied. "Until the first customer comes in". I put my hands on her tits and started pumping her. A few minutes later, we adjusted positions so that she was facing me. I wasn't crazy about this position as I felt I wasn't in control. "Wait" I said stopping her before turning her so that she was laying in the booth. "Hurry, I don't want to get caught, we can get in so much trouble". I hurried, quickening my strokes. We were both building towards an orgasm, but I came first. My cum filled her pussy, and I felt wetness as it mixed with her fluids and leak out onto my balls. 

We laid together several minutes while we kissed. Then we heard the DJ welcome several new customers. "Shit", she said crouching and pulling a bikini out of her purse. While she dressed, I took out my wallet. I started to pull out a wad. "Just a hundred, for my time". she said. She put the money in her purse. She paused. "I feel bad having you pay me for your present. I get off at four. Why don't I meet you at your place and we can do around the world?" "Around the world?" I asked. "Cum in my mouth, pussy and ass. Would you like to try that?"

"Oh yeah, do you have my address?" "It's in the directory" "Right" I said, remembering the band list. "See you at four" she said with a kiss.

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She got to my place at four. She looked a little nervous. I gave her a beer. After a few swigs, she looked more relaxed. "I can't believe I'm here" she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"The band director said you were a pervert. He warned me off you. So did Marilyn" (she also played in the band).

"It's nice to know I'm so loved".

She crawled into my lap. "I'm so sorry. I told my family I'll be spending the night with a friend. Do you want to get started?"

I nodded. She stood and took off her shirt. Her shorts hit the floor seconds later. I picked her up in my arms and carried her to my room. I laid her on her back. Taking off my shirt as I crawled between her legs, I placed my face into her hot wet pussy.

Her pussy tasted so good. She grabbed the top of my head, running her hand through my hair as she let out a moan. I stuck a finger into her hot wet cavity. She stiffened letting out a louder moan. I focused my tongue on her clit as I pumped her with my finger. She raised her hips. "OH GOD" she screamed as the first orgasm hit.

"Wait, wait" she begged as she pushed me away. When her orgasm began to subside, I dove back in. Minutes later, the second orgasm hit. It hadn't fully subsided when I crawled up and entered her. "OH SHIT" she screamed as my dick brought more waves of pleasure to her. I increased the tempo of my pumping. Our orgasms hit seconds apart as I filled her pussy for the second time that day.

Oh God, you are so good", she said as she scrubbed my hair with her fingers. "I wish I knew you were this good a year ago".

We shared a long kiss. "Ready to fuck me in the ass?" she asked. I nodded. "Let me know when you're ready to cum", she whispered, "I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste your dick after it's been in my ass".

She went to all fours. I took some lubricant from the bedstand. I greased her ass, then my dick. She moaned as my dick began to enter her. I saw her fists ball up. I slowly continued until my entire dick was in her.

I grabbed her hips and began slowly pumping her. She was breathing heavily. We silently went at it, our breathing being the only thing to break the silence of the room. I felt my second orgasm building. I increased the speed of my strokes. She sensed my second coming. She turned, "Ready" she asked. I suddenly pulled out. She quickly spun and took my dick in her mouth. Seconds later, my goo shot into her mouth.

She milked my dick, taking all of my last drops of cum. I collapsed onto my side. She laid next to me. "Have you ever done that before?" I asked.

"No, my first time" she answered. "I wanted to do that for you. You deserve better than to be labeled a  pervert. I'm going to make it up to you, ok?"

We've met a couple of times a week since then.

nder to yourself and then grinning to yourself you write, “pleasure” on the form.

The customs queue moves slowly like all such official inspections until you are in front of the desk and the routine questions come one after another, but you can tell from the expression of the security officer something isn’t quite right. Sure enough he calls someone of the phone and you and your bags are separated from the line and escorted to a plain looking conference room where you are instructed to sit. Taking a chair you wonder what is going to happen, but the officers are quiet, yet you sense in spite of the lack of words that you are clearly being detained. After an endless wait of about ten minutes a tall, blond woman comes in and judging from the reaction of the other officers, is it clear she is very senior in rank to the other police officers. She sits opposite of you, looks in a file and after a few moments, looks up and you and begins.

“Your name shows up as a match on our watch lists. Have you ever been associated with any known criminal or terrorist groups or perhaps a charity working primarily in Islamic counties? Or have you traveled to any middle-eastern nation in the last ten years?”

“No, to both questions. This is my first trip to the United States and I have never traveled outside of Europe.”

"Well I don’t know why you are showing up. It may be as simple as a clerical error, but the only quick resolution is to finger print you and then for a hour or two you will have to be detained. You will be released just as soon as your identity is confirmed. Chuck,” she said to one of the male officers. “Please fingerprint her and take her to restraint three. Call me when you arrive and I’ll come right down.”

20 minutes later you are standing outside a room with a small sign reading Restraint III. The female officer who interviewed you arrived and escorts you by yourself into the room. You look around at the 10 by 10 foot room with a couple of plain chairs on either side of a low table sort of like a coffee table and a non-enclosed metal sink and toilet. There are bars covering the single window and one long bar across the ceiling with two heavily padded wrist restraints. Before you can begin to worry more about you surroundings the woman begins to speak.

“This will be your home until your prints come back. I need you to strip off everything for your initial search."

“Everything?”

“Yes, completely nude sweety. It wouldn’t do at all for you to have something on you that you shouldn’t, so I will haven to look you over and check your clothes before you can redress.” She smiled reassuringly.

You look about the room. No place of privacy. Nothing else to do but take it all off so you turn away from her and remove your blouse and pants. Sitting down you take off you shoes and socks, the titled floor seeming unnaturally cold to your bare feet the chill seeming to run through your whole body your nipples hardening instantly. You reach back and unhook the bra allowing your full breasts to fall free and they stand proudly outward proclaiming your sex. Eager to get it over with you ditch your panties and the woman motions you over under the bar.

“Just raise your arms so they can be restrained while I search you.”

“Do I have to be tied up?”

“Yes. It is policy to never be alone searching someone unless they are restrained or double guarded. It protects us both. If you don’t want to be restrained I can call in two other officers to witness, but I am the only woman on right now and it would be two male officers watch as I do a full body search including your body cavities.

You raise you arms and allow her to firmly attach them to the cuffs, your arms now above your head as if you are a robbery victim being held up. She steps close to your face and her hands run up the back of you neck gently, even sensually running through your hair, massaging your scalp exploring every inch they pass over missing nothing and yet waves of sheer sensual pleasure run unexpectedly through you. Finishing your hairline she explore your ears, her fingers as soft as a tongue as you struggle to avoid the sighs of pleasure that threaten to escape your lips. Like an eager tongue the fingers find entrance to your mouth where you eagerly suck them as she finger fucks your mouth in an erotic imitation of a blowjob. Then she checks the rest of your face and neck with her wet fingers, before sliding lower over your shoulders and running the length of your up stretched arms, before probing gently past you under arms and immediately down over your heaving breasts, the pink nipples straining by this point for attention.

She instinctively knows what a woman’s breasts most need and she cups you breasts, her finger and hands bringing you more pleasure than any man has ever given you causing a flood of wetness between your legs. She is rougher than any man has ever been without causing you your any real pain as she pinches and pulls your sweet little tips twisting and tugs as you writhe helplessly with real passion fired by her insistent lust for you. Her hands check your belly and then she moves behind you examining your back and buttocks, before moving down your legs. Reaching the heal she moves to the front and lifts each foot teasing it with your tongue and sucking the toes before her hands move back up your legs toward the seething volcano your pussy has become. “Spread your legs!” She commands and you willing separate them as far as possible while standing and you feel her fingers spreading your inner labia open as she examines you with an almost clinical detachment and then four fingers ram inside of you like a huge cock fucking and probing amid the huge amount of aroused wetness you have produced. You scream, but the hand doesn’t stop. It feels as if her whole arm is inside if you as it fucks you mercilessly, in and out, probing your G-spot as even more wetness drips from you, your body responding like a champion to this violation and taking pleasure from it, while your mind confused and unsure struggles to catch up.

She takes you to the edge of climax over and over but never quite lets you cum. Then the fingers withdraw and covered in your own juices they begin probing your anal opening thankfully only two enter you and once more you are fucked close to climax but not allowed to find release. Your body has built the most massive supply of pent up sexual tension awaiting release you have ever experienced and you moan is disappointment when her fingers exit your pussy. She stand in front of you looking over you naked and suffering body, now covered is sweat, your breath coming in ragged gulps and smelling of your extreme sexual arousal. She kisses you open-mouthed and full of passion, her lips crushing yours as her tongue penetrates your mouth and then her lips slide down to you nipples where you whimper and pant as she extracts ever more pleasure working them for 15 minutes sucking and licking as you aroused body begins pouring so much liquid arousal out of your sex that is now dripping down your legs and off your labia to the floor. The need for release is desperate and it seems forever before she at last moves to your aching womanhood. Once more she pulls you labia open exposing your dripping opening and the super excited and erect pink bud of pleasure. She just looks at you more minutes and just when you don’t think you can stand it any longer, her tongue flicks just once over the tip of your organ and you explode into the more powerful orgasm of you life aware of nothing other than the waves of pleasure and your moans.

Opening you eyes, you are aware of how wet you are between your legs, but everything else seems wrong. The room, the woman, the reality of where you have been, have all vanished and you are still cuddled under your jacket on the plane. It has all been a dream. Well almost all, you are so wet that your pants have soaked through to the seat leaving a small damp spot. You grab you carry on bag to get out some new clothes and head to the lavatory to change the wet and clinging pants, thankful you packed another outfit in your carry on luggage. Once inside you sit down your fingers quickly bringing relief to your swollen clitoris. Just as you finish changing and exit the lavatory the lights come on and the pilot announces you are approaching New York. Stowing the carry on once more you take one of the unoccupied seats letting your jacket cover the seat with the wet spot of female arousal.

It has all been a fantasy borne of transatlantic sexual expectations. So maybe you won’t be taken by a female police officer. You will certainly be sexually taken, and you smile at the thought because Thomas will be waiting for you and you are already wet, willing, indeed you are eager for him.

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ure it pays to advertise. It wasn't hard for us to find a couple of hot willing studs, to take us out for a nice dinner, then we each took one home to play with.

 Mine was about 6'-2", straight black hair, and dreamy blue eyes. I commented on his chest and he told me he worked out daily, I told him it showed. I sat on his lap, unbuttoned his shirt and started rubbing his chest. I know, not a subtle seduction technique, but I didn't get any last night and wanted it bad. Besides, we both know what we came back to my place for, so why not dispence with the games and go right to the fun. I licked his nippes to make sure he didn't misinterpret my intent, then I kissed him tongue and all.

 I unbuckled his pants as we kissed and decided I was going to swallow ol' blue eyes. I slipped down to the floor and yanked his pants and boxers down. He lifted his hips to help. He was close to 8 inches, and massivly thick. I had trouble getting much more than the head in my mouth. I wondered if that massive member was going to split me wide open. The door bell rang.

 You'll never guess who was at the door. Pizza boy and three of his buddies? He had a pizza and asked, "You ordered a pizza mam." I looked back at the half dressed man on the sofa, and the pizza boy turned white. I grabbed the pizza and said, "Sure, put it on my account." and slammed the door. Did the little prick actually think he could drop by anytime with his buddie's and gang-bang me? I heard the faint laughter a few seconds after the door slammed in his face. He had to learn a lesson, but I'd think about that later, I had bigger things on my mind.

 After a little pizza, I swallowed his load, undressed him and stood him on his feet, He squeezed my ass and asked if I was wearing a thong. I informed him I wasn't wearing any panties and he carried me off to the bedroom. I was right, he did nearly split me in two with that thick cock, but I woke up alone Sunday morning, still wearing my heels and with my skirt bunched up around my waist. I can't believe the bastard left. I was hoping for a little wake up fuck. Oh well, his loss. Guy's who stick around for the AM round usually get, woken him up with a blow job, a fresh, hot cooked breakfast, and a shower he'll never forget.

 I called Andrea and found out she woke up alone as well, (birds of a feather I guess). We planned a shopping trip and spent the day at the mall. We flirted like crazy. I thought the shoe guy was going to come in his pants as we sat there trying on pair after pair. Short skirts and no panties, flashing him everytime he glanced up. I usually don't like being a tease, but I was a bit ticked-off that I woke up alone, so I was punishing any man I could find.

 Monday at work was pretty uneventful after the big audit was over. My boss Informed me the 8% raise went through, but other than that my life returned to normal.

said they could use her to fill with their cum.

The bartender's name was Jack and I told him that my wife wanted to fuck everyone in the bar. He smiled and said that was fine but he was going first. He went to the door and locked it and the took Joy over to the bar and started removing her clothes. I was rock hard watching the guys looking at her naked body.

Jack had her leaning against the bar and moved behind her and probed her ass with his cock. She reached back and took hold of it, jacking him. Jack turned her around so that she leaned against the bar and then placed his cock at the entrance to her cunt; or at least he tried to but he couldn’t get it in. He was beginning to lose his erection in frustration. It was getting tense. She said,” You’re rushing me, I’m still a bit dry; darling, come and help me out, get down and lick me so that Jack can fuck me.” I was conscious of all eyes on me as I got down in front of her and then began to lick my wife’s cunt. Jack was still pushing at her and his cock was nudging my face; Joy began to feel moist and squirmed on my tongue, Jack kept probing away and his bell end moved to my lips, I licked the end of it. He pushed forward, into my mouth; I gagged and pulled away.

Jack was rock hard again and I held his cock and guided him into my wife’s cunt. He immediately went in to the balls and I was there, right there, as his cock slid in and out of her against my face. Joy held my head against her pussy and I could feel Jacks cock inside her. I felt her adjust position, she was leaning on my shoulders so that she could bend forward more and when I looked up I saw that another guy, Roger, was sitting on a bar stool behind me and pushing his cock into her mouth. Jack continued fucking her hard and fast. At last Joy had an orgasm, panting in pleasure as she reached her climax. Jack wasn’t far behind her and he grunted as he came. Joy held my head and said,” stay there my baby and lick my pussy.” She went back to sucking Rogers’s cock. Another guy, Simon, then took over and positioned her on the floor with some cushions under her head. He pushed his cock into her pussy while Roger, Mike and Andy knelt on the floor next to her face jacking off and pushing their cocks in turn into her mouth.

I watched Simon’s muscular buttocks as he thrust his cock in and out of Joy; she put her legs over his shoulders and grunted with the force of his fucking and she had her second orgasm of the night. The three men around her face were masturbating furiously as they sought their climax and their wish to see my wife’s face covered with their cum. It all began to happen at once; Simon quickened his pace as he reached his climax, slamming into her as he pumped his cum into her pussy. He collapsed onto her but then at the shouted warnings of the other three he got out of the way just as they spurted their cum onto Joy’s face. There was a moment’s surprised look on her face but then she closed her eyes, as her face was deluged with cum. There was an ocean of it. It covered her face and hair. It was in her eyes. Some of it ran down her chin onto her neck; some of it sprayed onto her tits, as the guy’s aim was less accurate in the final pulses. They all sighed with contentment and continued jacking off until their cocks were finally empty. Roger said,” Now that is one beautiful slut.” Mike said,” One of the best I’ve seen.” Joy was wiping cum from her eyes and trying to open them. She said,” Where’s my husband, come here and help me out, I can’t open my eyes.”

I wiped cum from her with my fingers. She looked at me and laughed. She said,” That was amazing, don’t take it all off yet I want to see myself.” We went to the bathroom together and she looked at herself in the mirror. She laughed again. She said,” I loved all of that. My own cock was fit to burst. Joy said,” I suppose you want me to get rid of that for you.” I said,” Yes, please.” She said,” OK, then I’ll suck you off you before I do my make-up.” She sucked me but I didn’t last long and quickly spurted cum into her mouth. She sucked me clean. Joy started doing her make up. She said,” I think that’s enough for tonight, let's go back to our hotel and fuck now.”

ayer.   I'm surprised that the other hounds didn't, they never bring their own.  Juan Carlos was cool, and he usually got the short end of the stick in the band, so I told him where I was.

Juan pulled in more than he should have.  I smoke light green buds, not brown chips.  His coughing fit almost gave us away.

"  Damn, 'dis shit isshot!!" He managed to say in-between convulsions, smoke billowing from every orifice but trying to hold in as much as possible.

" Take it slow", I reminded him, nearly agitated. Juan Carlos was very fidgety and this would definitely cool him out. We talked about our long trip and the shows before. How our lead singer was off key and how he is still getting all the girls.

"Even the ugly ones," added Juan," they need loving, too."

" True that... Just not from me... tonight."  We both laughed.  Juan's belly roll ended up as another fit of phlegm trying to free itself, bringing him to his knees and bringing our guitar player to our secret hiding place.

" Hey guys, I've been looking all over for you, it’s time to play...Yagotanyweedleftover?"  Lucky for him there was a little roach left after my last pull.  As Juan Carlos got up from the floor, we left to get drinks for the stage. We went outside and I rolled a blunt, I had a feeling that tonight wasn’t going to be the usual scared-of-the-black man-night. But that was fine; I was trying not to fuck anybody new.

During the show, I noticed two girls looking at me as if I was steak.  I tried not to look at them at all by checking out the rest of the crowd more than they, but it did not work.  The two dark, curly-haired ladies that were licking their lips, danced to our rhythms, they ordered lots of drinks.

  During the break, I tried not to look at them at all, but as I spied them bending over at the bar, I couldn't help but get more than an eyeful of their bulging bottoms.  These two girls had wondrous Asses and they could have been sisters: short with small breasts, thin waists with round, full Asses and dark curly hair.  The more attention I gave them the more they giggled, the more they giggled, and the more I stared.  Both of them, with cute and adoring eyes, sauntered over to me as I sipped my cranberry juice and ginger ale.

"Hi, " smiled the one wearing skin-tight, black, velvety pants," You guys are great!”  Her eyes twinkled, waiting for my reply.  She leaned up against the bar and rested her drink next to her elbow.  She wore a dark red blouse, tied in the front, with a black tank-top underneath.

"Thank-you, you two are great as well!” I told them my name. “It is very nice to meet you two.”  I answered trying not to give them 'the look' that gets me in trouble, because I can never trust my words to keep me out of it.  They failed me here too. 

"My name is Danielle and this my best friend, Angie." We each shook hands,

"So....  Where are you from?" she asked as her tongue twirled the "Rum and Coke" straw around in her near empty glass.  Danielle was wearing a white frilly blouse with a tight khaki skirt that almost reached mid-thigh, brown stockings and darker brown leather knee-high boots.

"We're from Boston, making an Upstate New York tour. We'll be in Syracuse tomorrow, and then Rochester...And then back home.  It's nice that you came out on a Thursday night, not everybody can do that.”  I tried to keep it rated 'G', but I could tell what was on these two vixens' minds and what was going to happen next.

"Angie and I are both from Buffalo, Ang still lives here, but I'm moving to New York...So, it's kinda like a 'Good-Bye Party'. ”  They turned and looked at each other with longing.  They hugged and started wailing as if they would never see each other again, like they do in bad made-for T.V. movies.  We all laughed and I asked them if I could buy them drinks.

" We always accept drinks from beautiful men.”  I didn't bat an eyelash.  I ordered their drinks, while they pulled up stools.

"So, what are you going to do in the city?"  I said as I turned around with their drinks.  They were both staring at my package.  I caught them off guard, spinning around so fast, I disrupted their profile of the lump in my pants.  All their attention made it grow, and they watched in awe as I got more turned on.  After a couple of seconds, Danielle answered, fighting the hypnotic callings of my stiffing log.

"I.. I.. I will be working for A.B.C. NEWS. I'll be working on their web site," she gathered herself enough to keep talking without staring.  She and I talked shop, I don't really know that much about web design, but I wasn't listening to her as much as I was watching her fight the urge to watch me growing member.

 Angela, on the other hand was not taking her eyes off my slowly moving parts   and had no problem letting me know what she wanted.  As Danielle was talking, I kept looking at her, as she almost wowed out loud at the snake that was creeping down my thigh.  She moved a little closer to me and Danielle took that as her cue.

"...But enough about me....How about the three of us go out to the car and smoke some of this Hydro that I just bought?"

"Sounds good to me...."

"You guys gonna get ready to play?  How about inna coupla minnits?" The owner of the club was probably listening to the conversation and reminded what I was really there for.

"Yeah, I'll go round up everybody", I answered without sounding like he just let the blood out of my cock, but he did.

"After this set we should smoke that. You've got me all night...O.K.?"  I smiled with a wink. My flesh and mouth betrayed my brain, again.

"All night, huh?" They almost said it together," We'll be waiting!"

We parted with a group hug and both girls kissed me on the cheek.  I squeezed them close to my body, trying to make sure Danielle got to sample the same that Angela did.  She rubbed her public playground against my throbber as we released from our three-way embrace. Way too obvious.

During the set, it was hard for me to keep my eyes of the two of them.  They danced together, gyrating their beautiful hips and grinding into each other, all the while staring at me.  It was obvious they had done this before.  Danielle held onto Angela hips as she winded her waist around as if she was calling to me, grinding backwards into Danielle.  If she had a cock it would be as hard as mine was then, and it grew as the set went on. They switched places and made their way around the dance floor so that everyone could see what was going on, but it seemed like I was the only one paying attention.

With Danielle in front, Angela soon sank her mouth into Danielle's neck.  It seemed like Danielle melted in Angela's arms.  Her eyes rolled back into her head, she opened her mouth, and reached over her head to lock Angela into her neck. Angela held onto her waist, keeping time to the music and sucking on her neck. 

The set seemed to last forever, and just watching them was torture.  I wanted to be down there with them, in-between them, so much that I was adding accents to their dance rather than the music.  I was getting into it and really playing hard.  I was getting so excited that I broke a stick!  That was when the band started to notice what I was really grooving to.  They all started watching the two girls get into each other and that seemed to make them even hotter.  It seemed to get the crowd excited too as other couples started to get more provocative.  It seemed like the whole club was getting horny because of these two.

As tempos changed, the girls didn't.  They kept latched together, rebuffing all advances from the single guys they enticed, never taking their eyes off me.

After forty-five minutes of absolute torture, the set was finally over and I was sweating, hot and horny.  The lead singer took it upon himself to immediately hop down off the stage and rap to the girls. The whole time he was trying to rap to them, they were intent on watching my pack up my timbales and cymbals, waiting patiently for me to finish as the rest of the band started to swarm them.  The girls finally had to pay attention as their personal space was becoming scarce. 

I packed up quickly as the rest of the guys drooled after Angie and Danielle. I was trying to get out of it, but my cock and silent rivalry between men kept me from keeping my pretend vow of celibacy.  When I finished, which usually took me the longest out of the band, they realized the work they had ahead and the beer that was getting away as the bar was thinking about shutting down. They get scarce when the attention turned only to me and the questions answered were mine alone.

“ Let’s go smoke that blunt,” without a single word they followed behind, as if they were totally ready to pounce. Behind the bar the air was still humid. Leaning up against the wall, I lit the blunt and pulled one large satisfactory draw, like a sigh, and then quickly passing to Angie. She fought with it. Her lungs wrestled with the harsh smoke and their victory was questionable. Her light fit brought her closer to me, holding out her hand for stability. She pulled herself to my body and I held her up. Head and arm found their way onto my shoulder, left hand passed to Danielle. Danielle smoked like a pro. She came closer giggling about Angie’s weakness, inhaling and exhaling as she walked toward her convulsing friend and to my awaiting mouth. With her last draw, she blew the smoke into my mouth as she reached our huddle. When Angie came to, Danielle was upon her and the two started to work their magic on me.

The blunt made it way back into my mouth, and the billows of smoke swirled around my body. Their act was impeccable, I couldn’t tell who was who. They massaged my body with hands and mouths, my shirt was unbuttoned and tossed aside, nipples were licked and bitten, skin was sucked and tasted. I kept smoking, letting the ride last as long as it could, until somebody found us…somebody usually did. 

I couldn’t tell who was kissing me, the euphoric actions of the ladies and the blunt worked their magic in tandem. One of them grabbed my face and pulled me into her mouth. She sucked on my tongue like it was a cock, twirling it around her mouth, bobbing her head, then pulling back and washing my chest with cat-like abilities. I lost rack of the other one until I felt the tugging at my zipper. I refused to stop her, look down or change speed. The kiss became longer as the woman beneath her fought to pull out her prize. She gave up and pulled down my pants to my ankles. I felt my cock smack her in the face.

“Got it!”, she called. Danielle backed away from my face so I could see Angela go to work. She worked her magic, she did not start slow. Immediately, she downed as much as her throat could hold. One hand at the base and the other holding my in place, her head moved rapid fire on my head. I watched her barely get passed my circumcision scar, but the amount of spit made up for lost depth as she worked it in. Her head and hand moved at the same speed and pace, fingers at her lips. Resting on a milk crate, she never came up for air.

Danielle opened her blouse to show her nipples, an almost totally flat chest with dark, sexy, protruding nipples, yearning to be pulled and bitten. She came in close and took control of the blunt as I tried to bend and suck her nubile nipples but that pulled me away from Angie’s easy access and high-speed suction. I spun her around and grabbed her little tits from behind. She gyrated her plump ass on my thigh as she smoked.

Getting my fill of Danielle’s perfect nips, Angie slowed to a reasonable rate of speed, almost as if she needed to scratch an itch before she got serious. She then worked two hands into her blow job, working them like wringing out wet clothes. My moans were low and long, Danielle blew smoke into my face. I reached under her skirt and touched pussy, she kept smoking. I plunged two fingers into her wet flower-lipped pussy, over her clit, making her sigh. I worked rapid fire like Angie, until Danielle pulled away from me and handed back the blunt. Angie smacked her own face with my cock while watching her partner; she needed to breathe…so did I.

Danielle lifted up her skirt, exposing a perfect set of globes framed by suspender stockings, she bent over totally and spread her asscheeks apart, exposing all. My fingers went right back into place, this time with greater ease. Plunging into her repeatedly, I added another finger. Angie stared at my work and continued hers, much more excitedly, if that were possible. Danielle held onto her ankles as my hand fucked her from behind.

“More…More!” she cried. I fucked her harder.

“More!! More!” she repeated. I added a finger. Her pussy was tight enough, but now it was squeezing my three. She was gonna blow. Angie stopped.

“Put one in her ass, she loves that!” cooed Angie. Danielle backed up toward me ass pointing to the wall. She begged for more, I gave it to her. I eased three fingers in her pussy and my thumb in her ass. She started bucking on my hand, so I jammed them in faster. Angela’s mouth left my cock and went to Danielle’s, She left a hand working on my and moved one to Danielle’s exposed nipples. Her moans were incredible. She panted and wooted euphorically. Her climax rose higher, as did her volume. Her pussy dripped freely, spilling onto the ground.

Angela could take no more. She stood up, pulled a condom out of nowhere and rolled it down on my throbbing, dripping dipstick. Without a word from me, she turned around with her back to me, pulled down her Velvety-black pants and exposed her beautifully sculpted Ass. Her bulbous cheeks hid her thong, nestled deep between her great globes. She too, backed her ass up and grabbed her own ankles with one hand and guided me passed her thong with the other. She pushed me up against the wall again with rapid fire, smacking back on me with deft stripper-style moves, tight and shallow pussy squeezing the stamina out of me with each smack. To keep from cumming, I focused on Danielle’s building orgasm.

“More, more, I’m gonna cum!” I pulled my fingers from her pussy and added them to her ass. She braced herself as I rammed two into her ass. I jammed faster and put the only half-smoked blunt in my mouth to free up another hand for action applied straight to her clit. Almost immediately her pussy erupted.

"Aaariiahhnn!” she screamed. The tips of my fingers went deep and pushed down toward her pussy walls, probing her asshole and deep into her bowels.

She came harder, pushing the liquid from her sacred spot squirting a spray of love juice onto me, and the wall. She had to put her hand onto the ground for stability as the waves of her climax built and subsided. Almost falling over she found Angela’s milk crate and rested.

There was no rest for Angela, as she smacked away happily, chipping away at my resistance. Even though wearing a condom I felt I was not the only one ready to come. Her thrusts became quicker and her little squeaks became higher pitched, her juicy ass bounced as my cock hit her cervix with each of her thrusts. Each pull was a deep one, the blunt got shorter, faster as we neared the end. Danielle woke up and approached Angela. She grabbed her hips and started slamming her onto me the full length of my cock. It was almost unbearable. Her squeaks became louder and more intense. Something was tickling my balls.

Angela let out a wail as Danielle shoved her hips into my body and then pulled her one last time all the way off my pole. Angela’s pussy dribbled and leaked down into her pants bunched at her ankles and onto my shoes. The flow of her come never seemed to stop as my sheathed cock bobbed up and bounced off my belly. They switched places, it was Danielle’s turn at blowing me. She ripped of the condom and got to work.

Angie pulled up her pants and squatted down with Danielle, as Danielle sucked away. She moaned and groaned as she bought me toward the end. My hands sought out her scalp and with both hands, I started pumping her face, preparing to cum down her throat. She could only use one hand; the other gripped my ass, pulling me deeper into her face. Just before I started my climax, she stopped, and gave the job back to Angela. They switched back and forth until they both sucked each side, like they were playing one harmonica, blowing away at the most sensual tune. Taking turns at the head and the balls, sliding up and down bringing the end closer to their palates. The tension came to a head and I had to release.

“Here I cum!” and let out a grunt for each plop that landed on a face or in a mouth. My little birds caught every drop that jumped from my cock and savored it all as well. Danielle got back on the head pulling what was left out into her mouth, letting it dribble down the sides of her lips. Angela licked spunk off her partners face, holding onto my balls, patiently waiting her turn to get back on the cock. The “Stop-it’s-too-much-after-orgasm” feeling was making me squirm and moan, but they wouldn’t let up. Angela swallowed and got her turn again. She kept me from going soft, the girls giggled as they kept blowing me. Danielle played with and tasted cum on her face as Angela brought me to a second surprise and speedy ejaculation. This time Angie caught all of it. She didn’t stop to watch it fly on her face, she powered thru it and I came as she sucked furiously on the head, slurping and gulping down my second load.

“Where are you sleeping tonight?” The girls stood up and were now preening each other like cats, licking sperm off each other’s faces. My cock would not stop. It stayed hard as I tried to get it back in my pants.

“We are Staying at some guys house around here. I can’t remember his name, but he lives near.” Maybe we could keep this ménage ET trios going.

“Well, I just wanted to test you out before Danielle tries to hog you for herself. I’ll see you later I’m sure. Nice fucking you.” Angie Shook my dick like it was a hand before she walked to Danielle a good-bye kiss.

“I’ll talk to you in the morning. I love you.”

“I love you too.” They hugged and deep kissed, tongues swirling around in a collective mouth and then release. Danielle didn’t want to watch her walk away down the alley. She grabbed my hand and brought my inside.

“I’m gonna wash my face see you in a minute?”

“I’ll be waiting” I was hooked. I watched as her ass twitched its way to the Women’s room. Her performance was enough to make me forget that I was trying to be celibate and never want to go back. I had no idea what was going to happen next, but I knew it would be just as hot, if not hotter than what happened 5 minutes ago. She returned with re applied lipstick and a cumless smile. Her make-up less face glowed an olive beauty, lipstick matching her dark, sultry mood. She came over and gave me a hug and whispered into my ear.

“ I can still taste you, it’s keeping me horny.”

 
 To Be Continued....