(MF, ff, mf,, mmff, MFF, MMFF, exhib, voy, oral, 1st, swing, anal, beast, hetero, cons)
by Art Martin
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I was well into my second year as a production engineer for a major oil company located in Houston, TX. For reasons which escape me now, I had to attend to some minor matter down in the HR department. It was there that I first laid eyes on a most beautiful young woman. She had flowing dark hair with just the right amount of curl and bounce and she was graced with electric blue eyes. The rest of her wasn't too bad either from what I could tell. Nice tits, but not overly large. I hadn't seen her before, not that I hung out in the HR department all that much, in fact, it was only the second time that I needed to be down there.
Having taken care of the business at hand, I moseyed over to her cubicle and struck up a conversation. I quickly learned her name, Eva, that she had just turned twenty and had been working here for two weeks now. Critically, I found out that she was single. Not wasting any time, I offered to buy her lunch, which she accepted.
There are lots of great places to eat in downtown Houston and I took her to a great place with a reputation for quick service. Being on the professional staff, I pretty much came and went as I saw fit, and that included extended lunches when the need or fancy arose. I was mindful that Eva didn't have the flexibility I had, so I made an effort to return her to the HR department within her allotted time. Well, service wasn't as quick that day as it usually was and she was late returning from lunch, an event that didn't please the HR-powers-that-be. Fortunately, she only got a warning for being late. That said, we hit it off immediately during that first "date" and we made arrangements for a real date that Friday night. The rest you could say, is history.
Dating Eva, I quickly came to realize that she was a free spirit sort of girl, and a sexually adventurous girl. Much to my delight, she liked to screw as much as I did, and she was quite inventive and open to games. It was Eva who first suggested that I tie her up.
About three months into our relationship, she moved in with me. Soon thereafter I found out just how free spirited she was.
It was a Saturday and I had played a round of golf with my boss and couple other guys from the office. My libido was strong and I always tried to give her more, or better than, what I got. So, I'm ready to get her naked and in bed for a long night of in-and-out and suckie-suckie fun, and she tells me that it's that time of the month. Okay, I fully accepted that was just part of being human and told her that I'd settle for a blow job and some time sucking her tits, but she had other ideas.
"I went shopping earlier this week," she tells me after she emerged from the bathroom dressed in her favorite silk robe, the one that clings and molds to her body, outlining everything. "Want to see what I bought?"
"Sure, babe," I tell her, expecting her to show me some sexy lingerie.
She opens and then drops her robe, revealing her stunningly beautiful body, but no lingerie. I fully appreciated the view, as it was one that I was quite fond of, but...
She turned and I see this big red jewel like object between her callipygian buns. At first I thought, 'What the fuck,' as in, "What's that'? Then I blurted out, "What the fuck?!" as I recognized what it actually was, the stem of a butt plug.
"Do you like it?" she purred.
I was speechless.
Eva then drops another bombshell on me. "Before you got home from golf, I gave myself an enema."
Holy fuck! She was offering me her ass! I'd butt fucked a few naughty girls back in college, but Eva was classy in every way. I never imagined that she was open to this sort of thing. Well, if she was game...
Eva:
The first time I saw Mike was when he was suddenly at my desk. He introduced himself and invited me to lunch. I was immediately struck by how good looking he was, like a model for a fitness magazine, but without tattoos. But then again, he had a coat and tie on, so I really couldn't see if he was decorated. I would soon find out that he did have some tattoos, on his upper arm and shoulder, tattoos that spoke of his masculinity.
He was very attentive at lunch and asked me out for that Friday night. I had a hard fast rule to never accept a date for Friday on a Thursday. But I was so taken by his good looks and good manners that I accepted. But that created a problem, as I already had a date lined up, a date that I canceled, even though I knew that it was the end of that relationship. I fretted about that, because Joe was pretty good in bed, but Joe also didn't have a future, or at least not a future as promising as Mike's.
I wanted to fuck him that first night, but I checked my libido and held out for a week or two before I invited Mike between my legs. Oh, and it was worth the wait! Mike proved to be great in bed. He made me cum, not only with his fingers, but his tongue and with his dick. Best of all, it didn't take him very long to get it up again for round two and three. He fucked me cross eyed. Joe didn't compare.
Mike:
It was early summer and there was a shindig for Texas Exes (alumni) from my alma mater, the University of Texas. It was to be in Austin, which is a few hours' drive from Houston, and was to be held on Saturday evening. I went early, after work on Friday, as I wanted to take Eva that Friday night to a great country and western venue of some fame. I, of course, had tickets beforehand as I didn't want to be turned away at the door. Eva and I had a great time that night enjoying country swing right at the source.
The next day we had plenty of time to kill, so I gave her a tour of some of the Austin hot spots, one of which was Hippie Hollow, a clothing optional county park on Lake Travis. I'd gone there any number of times as an undergraduate with friends of mixed sexes.
After parking the car, Eva was bit reluctant to get out of the car. I convinced her that she didn't have to get naked and that we would just walk down to the lake where all the action took place. Once down there she was agog. She was expecting some naked college kids, but she wasn't expecting entire families, little kids and all, baring it all, nor the mix of "older" folks who were literally letting it all hang out. And she couldn't get over the fact that this was a public park.
It was hot that day, as it is wont to do in Texas during the summer. After she had gotten an eyeful, I asked her if she wanted to go swimming and cool off.
"I don't have a bathing suit," she said, oh so seriously.
"Look around. You don't need a bathing suit," I told her with a laugh. "Come on, it'll be fun," I urged as I began stripping off.
"Oh, my god," she gasped when she realized I was serious. Then with a giggle, she began shedding her clothes. We had a blast. Of course, nothing salacious happened other than few guys ogling her, not that she really minded. That began our shared adventure into nudism.
Eva:
The trip to Austin was lots of fun. The alumni thing wasn't that much fun, just folks talking and drinking, old friends catching up and a boring speech about their new football coach. But the country and western club was a blast and the barbeque... Wow! But the true highlight was when Mike took me to this public park on the lake. It was a nudist park! A public nudist park! Now I wasn't at all shy about getting naked with a friend or two, but to get naked with a bunch of people I didn't know? I wasn't so sure about that. But Mike talked me into taking a walk down to the lake just to check it out. It was hot that day and of course once we got down there amongst all the nudists, Mike wanted to get naked and go swimming. So we did... naked... with a bunch of naked people.
I remember there was this one old guy standing knee deep in the water watching me as I stepped in. "Come on in!" he called out to me with his sausage hanging free. "The water's great!" That was BS. The water was freezing and naturally my nipples popped to attention while this old fart ogled me.
As we weren't planning on this outing, we hadn't brought towels or anything else with us, only the clothes on our backs, clothes that were just left in a pile. We'd gotten out of the water (waist deep was all I could stand) and the old guy who had been ogling all the girls, and me in particular, came up and offered us a cold bottle of water. Mike accepted and we shared the bottle of water. As we drank the old guy chatted it up with Mike, except his eyes were mainly on me and not Mike. Still, he was a sweet old guy, and soon he was off offering water to a group of naked girls. Old guy probably thought he was in heaven, especially when those girls adopted him. The last I saw of him, he was sitting in the middle laughing with them and having a great time.
That outing was something of an epiphany for me. I liked, no enjoyed, being naked with a bunch of other naked people and being perfectly safe doing that. And I enjoyed that old guy ogling my body.
Mike:
It was a month or so after the Austin trip. Eva tells me that a friend of hers from Dallas, Rhonda, was in town. Rhonda was her first and best friend in Junior High and High School. They lived on the same street. Seems she had a seminar that she was attending. Naturally we went out to dinner.
The first time they got together they acted just like two teenage girls. I just sat back and let them chatter away, while at the same time admiring Rhonda. She was a good looking girl, blonde, but with brown eyes (bottle blond I was to learn) and with a rack that turned heads. Lord that girl had a set! She was also very personable with great social skills.
Rhonda had driven down from Dallas, about a four hour drive to Houston on I-45, and she had flexibility on when she needed to return home. Eva asked me if Rhonda could spend the weekend with us. I never said no to anything Eva wanted, so after Rhonda checked out of her hotel room Friday, she came and shacked up with us. And I do mean shacked up.
I figured that one of us, either me or Rhonda was going to sleep on the sofa, but the girls had other ideas. Once we were sufficiently liquored up (Rhonda brought some smoke with her), I learned something I didn't know about Eva.
"Would you mind if Rhonda slept with us?" my beautiful girlfriend asked. "That sofa is not very comfortable to sleep on."
"Sleep with us?" I asked to be sure I was hearing Eva right.
"Yes. Would you mind?"
"No! I wouldn't mind. But.. I don't have any pajamas."
"Pajamas!" she laughed. Just about everything and anything was funny at that point. "You don't need pajamas with Rhonda and me."
"I'm in!"
Wow! What a weekend! Doing the old in-and-out and suckie-suckie with two hot assed babes. I was in heaven! Come Sunday afternoon when Rhonda left for home, I was plumb wore out!
A few weeks later, Eva and I took a day trip to a nudist resort halfway between Houston and Austin. It was fun, but lacked a younger crowd. We didn't let that deter us and searched around for another nudist resort close by.
Eva:
I nearly freaked when Rhonda called and said she was going to be in Houston for a week. I hadn't seen her in ages! We talked a lot on the phone, but I hadn't seen her for nearly two years, since we graduated from high school. Then she went off to Texas Tech and I went to Stephan F. Austin. Neither one of us did all that well in college, but we did find good jobs after flunking out. A little too much partying for the both of us, and not enough studying.
We met for dinner after work. It was like we'd been together every day for the last two years and seamlessly picked up where we left off. Off powdering our noses, Rhonda gushed, "Oh, my god! Mike! He's such a hunk! Is he as good as he looks?"
"Better," I told her.
"Slumber party?" she asked with an excited grin. God, she just met him and she wanted to fuck him! Which, knowing Ronda, wasn't a surprise.
I met Rhonda when my dad took a transfer in the middle of the school year. I was the new girl in a school where everyone had gone to school together since kindergarten. I knew no one. Not even Rhonda until we both got off at the same bus stop after my first day. She was very friendly and she lived just up the street from me. We hit it off right away. By the time we got to my house, it was like we'd been best friends forever.
She secured me an invite to an "in-crowd" party that very weekend. It was a typical junior-high-teenager party with clueless girls wearing too much makeup, trying to be oh so mature, and boys who went out of their way to show how immature they were. Still, it was fun and I made a bunch of new friends, male and female, but mostly female. That night, I spent the night at Rhonda's, the first of God only knows how many sleepovers.
Well, that first sleepover was tame, as we really didn't know each other all that well. But by and by that changed. I was over one Saturday night. Rhonda's dad was downstairs. Her mom was long gone, so her dad had to go it alone. Anyway, never once did I ever see him go upstairs where Rhonda's and her brother, Travis', bedrooms were, kind of stuck up in the attic area; large rooms with sloping walls and a shared pass-through bathroom.
Naturally I knew Travis, and I thought he was the cutest, hottest guy around. Some nights I'd imagine him taking me in his arms, kissing me and I would get to feeling all funny.
So, Rhonda and I are sitting on her bed chatting when Travis walks out from the bathroom into her room, fresh from a shower and totally naked. I freaked out. Rhonda yelled at him and chased him back into the bathroom. I could hear her yelling at him in his room. Then she comes back, goes to her drawer, pulls out some money and goes back through the bathroom.
"Sorry about that, Eva," she later apologized. "He claims he didn't know you were here and he was short on money for his date tonight."
"He came in here naked!" I said shocked that he's do such a thing and feeling the heat in my face. Why I was embarrassed, I'm not sure. Maybe it wasn't embarrassment.
"You've never seen a naked boy before?" she asked in amazement of my innocence.
"No! I don't have a brother."
"I've seen him naked for like forever."
"He's so cute!" I blurted out.
"Yeah, I guess, but he can be a pain in the ass." There ensued a discussion on casual nudity, of them seeing each other in the bathroom all the time, dressed and undressed.
I told her that I never saw anyone naked, except girls in the gym showers.
"Not even your dad?" she asked.
"Heavens, no! I've never seen either of my parents nude."
"I have," she says. "Not very often, but sometimes things just happen." Then she leans in, holds her hands apart and says, "Daddy has one this big."
"Oh, my god!"
She burst into laughter. "It's not that big, but it is bigger than Travis'."
We went downstairs. Her dad was sitting in his La-Z Boy recliner watching something on TV. He was fully dressed, but I couldn't help but wonder... He pretty much ignored us as we headed to the kitchen to pop some popcorn. Heading back to our room, he says, "Can I have some of that?" Rhonda surrendered the bag of microwave popcorn. We popped another bag. As we headed back to the stairs, Travis came tromping down, dressed for his date. He flashes me his killer smile and tells his dad goodbye.
"Home by twelve!" his dad called out. "And no drinking!" He returned his attention to his TV show.
Upstairs, we watched a movie on her TV, but mostly we just talked... about boys and about sex. Rhonda knew a whole lot more about both those topics than I did. By and by we went to bed. We talked some more, then she touched me. And I don't mean a casual touch, she touched my breast.
"You've got nice tits, Eva," she says to me.
"Yours are bigger," I replied.
"Yes, but yours are nicer," she replied. She kissed me. I kissed her back. Soon we were both naked, feeling each other up, sucking nipples and mutually masturbating each other. That was our first "slumber party". In the next few weeks she introduced me to cunnilingus. Seems that was the thing to do at "slumber parties".
Mike:
In the bedroom, I watched as Eva and Rhonda undressed. At that point I'd become convinced that they were just bull shitting me, and that I'd soon be run out of my bedroom to sleep on the sofa. My attention was naturally focused on Rhonda who was down to the minimal. She smiled at me as she reached behind her back to undo her bra. To my delight, she dropped the bra freeing her big hooters to my gaze. 'Surely this can't happening,' I kept telling myself. Then she shimmied out of her panties. 'Holy fuck! They're serious!'
Eva was naked by then too. She pulled the covers down and slid into my big bed. Rhonda slid in beside her. Holding the sheet up in invitation, Eva said, "Come to bed, Mike." I tore off my clothes and hopped in the sack next to my girlfriend.
Eva kissed me and said, "I hope you're not upset."
"Why would I be upset?"
"Because I wasn't so sure if you'd be open to this."
"I'm open! I'm open!"
"Good, because we're going to ignore you for a little while." With that she turns her back to me and lays on a tonsil ticking kiss to the naked hottie next to her. Holy fuck!
Well, even if they were going to ignore me for a while, that didn't mean that had to ignore them. How could I ignore them? I snuggled into Eva and let my hand roam over whatever bare skin I could reach, kissing her behind the neck, and on her back. I slid down and nibbled on her ass cheeks, as she always liked that bit of foreplay. Suddenly she rolls over Rhonda and away from me and Rhonda's fine ass was in my face. So I began nibbling and kissing her ass... all over her meaty ass and down onto the backs of her thighs, then nuzzled into her butt crack, down to the back of her other thigh, then rooted around between her legs from the back. She spread her legs and I tasted her, licking her from her pussy to her asshole. I'd never done anything like that with anyone, including Eva, lick a butt hole that is, but I licked Rhonda that night. Licked Eva's too.
They repositioned me and themselves. I was directed to lie on my back. I did and Rhonda went down on my dick. Meanwhile, Eva sat on my face and ground her pussy down on me. They switched off. Eva sucked my dick while Rhonda smeared her pussy into my lips. I managed to get Rhonda off with my tongue just before I blew my load into Eva's mouth.
Rhonda lurched off my face. Eva dove on top of her and into a lip lock. Suddenly I realized what Eva was really doing, swapping my cum with her friend and longtime lover. Blew my mind!
We sort of untangled for a few moments to catch our breaths.
"You can fuck her," Eva said to me as she laid kisses all over my face.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, that's why she's here, silly. Now do her and do her good, baby."
Eva:
It was some weeks after our first "slumber party" and we were ready to go to bed, but Travis was still there. He'd been hanging with us all night. Rhonda shooed him off. We undressed and got into bed together naked with the night stand lamp still on. Suddenly Travis is in her room again.
"What are you doing, Travis?" Rhonda asked sounding annoyed.
"I just wanted to see what you two were up to," he replied grinning.
"Go away, Travis," she said. "Just go away."
"What fun is that?" he replied, then ripped the covers off us, laying us bare.
Rhonda and I both shrieked. Amused with his joke, Travis laughed, "Ooooo! Nekkid girls! My favorite," while he held the covers tightly so Rhonda couldn't cover us up again.
"Travis! Stop!" she hollered. There's no way her dad didn't hear the ruckus, but he never came upstairs.
Travis let go of the covers and Rhonda pulled them back up. "Get out! Get out!" she yelled at him.
Still laughing, he turned and went out of the room through the bathroom.
"I'm so sorry about that, Eva," she said. "He can be such a jerk sometimes." I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing, though my heart was beating rapidly.
A minute or so passed and Travis came back into Rhonda's bedroom. This time as naked as we were.
"Oh, my god!" I squealed.
"Get out, Travis!" Rhonda hollered. "I mean it! Get out!" He paid no attention to her.
I'm thinking, 'Any minute Mr. Al is going to come up here and find us like this!' What am I going to tell Mom and Dad?' While I'm panicking about her dad catching us, Travis slipped into the bed next to me.
"Oh, my god," I cried out softly.
"Get out of here, Travis, you big oaf! You're scaring her!"
"I ain't touching her," he replied, except his body was touching my body in the too-small-for-three bed.
"You'd better not touch her!" his younger sister scolded.
"I'm not going to touch you, Eva. I promise," he told me. "But if you want, you can touch me."
"Get out of here!" his sister yelled.
"Hey, I'm just here making sure you two don't get naughty with each other."
"Get out, Travis," she said calmly and firmly.
"But it's lonesome in my bed all alone. I get scared." I couldn't help but giggle at his outlandish assertion.
"See, Ronnie, Eva's not upset," he said smoothly.
"Please, Travis. Leave us alone."
"Okay, okay. If Eva wants me to go, I'll go.
"How about it, Eva?"
I don't know why I couldn't just tell him to beat it, but the words wouldn't form on my lips. Perhaps I didn't want him to go.
"See, she wants me to stay."
"No, she doesn't. She's scared to death. Now, why don't you just go in your own room and beat off like you do every night."
"Want to do it for me, Sis?"
"No!"
"How about you, Eva?"
Oh, my god! Did he just ask me to masturbate him? "No!" I blurted out stifling the urge to giggle.
"Okay, okay. I can tell when I'm not wanted," he said morosely. To my relief (disappointment?) he slipped out of bed.
Then standing next to bed with his dick just inches away from me, he added, "I guess I'll just go beat my meat. You girls are invited to watch."
"Just leavvvve."
Travis laughed, turned and slowly walked to the bathroom door. He then turned and said, "Show time in five minutes!" and disappeared.
"Is he really going to... you know..."
"Probably," Rhonda answered. "He does it all the time."
"Oh, my god..."
"You want to go watch him?" she asked.
"No!" I replied trying to sound offended.
"He won't mind," my friend then says. "He likes to be watched."
"You're kidding!"
"No. Come on. If you've never seen a guy masturbate, now is the chance."
"Oh, I don't know..."
"Come on. It'll be fun." Well, I'd never seen a guy masturbate before and I was intrigued.
"Promise you won't tell?"
"Are you kidding? Come on. It's show time," she said climbing out of bed.
"Aren't you going to put something on?"
"Why bother? He sees me nude all the time and he's seen you."
So following my friend, we went through the connecting bathroom and into Travis' room. He was lying on top of the covers with the lights on, stroking his dick. Naturally he was erect, another first for me.
"Glad you girls could come," he said without a hint of embarrassment as he played with himself. "Naked girls in the flesh. Great beat off material."
I was fascinated by what he was doing, slowly moving his hand up and down on his erection, deforming the purplish-tan head with each stroke.
After a few minutes, he says huskily , "I'm gonna blow..."
And boy, did he blow! Thick white stuff shot from his cock and splattered onto his chest. Then another wad of boy goo was launched, followed by another. Then it just pulsed and goo gushed out of his dick and all over his hand and into his pubic hair. I'd learned about ejaculations during Sex Ed at my old school, but I'd never witnessed it before. I was awestruck.
"Wanna touch it?" my outlandish buddy asked.
"No!"
"Yes, you do. Go ahead, touch it. It's all slippery."
Well, after a little more coaxing, I did just that and put a finger into one of the pools on his tummy. "Smear it around," she said. I did. Then giggling, I bolted for the door, not believing what had just happened.
Rhonda joined me in her bed. "Cool, huh?"
"I can't believe we just did that," feeling the heat in my face.
"Believe it, Eva. Just don't get any of that stuff on your fingers in your pussy, or else you might get into "trouble".
"Oh, my god!" I jumped out of bed to wash my hands.
And while I'm doing that, who should walk in? I was so focused on getting his stuff off my hand that I didn't know he was there until he said, "Hand me that wash cloth." I nearly screamed and bolted out of the bath and back into bed.
Once he cleaned up he came into Rhonda's room and sat on the bed next to me. I just knew I was about to lose my virginity, but nothing like that happened. He just came to talk and was in no hurry to go to his own room. We wound up sitting on the bed in a small circle, and naked we talked for hours. After that I was as comfortable being nude in the presence of Travis as I was being nude with Rhonda.
Mike:
Eva told me about her relationship with Rhonda and her older brother, about the nude sleepovers and the sex. They didn't have a "slumber party" every weekend, as she and Rhonda often slept over at other friends. But the "slumber parties" at Rhonda's were often enough and she'd have sex with Rhonda and if he was about, sex with Travis. All when Rhonda's and Travis' dad was home downstairs.
From her detailed descriptions I couldn't help but visualize the scene, and it made me horny as hell.
Eva:
I came to realize that my friend was a slut. She'd brag about sucking this guy off and fucking that guy. This usually happened upstairs in her bedroom. She didn't bring boys over per se, but Travis had buddies and they'd come over. I was over one evening, "studying" for a test when Travis brought a friend up.
We were being good and hadn't gotten naked yet, as it was still rather early. We were just sitting on her bed chatting when Travis and this guy come into Rhonda's room.
"Hey, Sis! Can you help me out?"
"You need date money again?" she replied exasperated.
"No! But I do need your help."
"Okay..."
"I made a bet with Brandon here and, uh, I lost."
Nothing more was said. Rhonda got off the bed, knelt before this Brandon guy, undid his pants and sucked his cock! I was shocked. After she sucked down his load of cum, he zipped up and he and Travis left.
"I can't believe you just did that!" I exclaimed.
"What? I just sucked his cock. No big deal."
"No big deal? Are you kidding me, Rhonda?"
"What's the big deal? Haven't you sucked a cock before? Don't answer that! I know the answer."
There ensued an exposition on the joys of being a cocksucker.
"You really should try it. It's great fun and guys love it," she told me. "Best of all, it's safe. You won't get preggo just sucking off a guy."
As it was a school night, Travis didn't go off with Brandon and instead hit the books himself. So he's in his own room, minding his own business.
"Hey, Travis!" she called out. "You want a blowjob?"
"Oh, my god! You suck your brother!"
"Heavens, no. You are."
"Me?!!"
"What is it, Sis?" he says coming in just his underwear.
"Eva wants to learn how to give head."
"I do not!"
"Yes, you do."
"Sure, I'd love to teach her," Travis said with a grin as he unsnapped his boxer shorts and let them fall to the floor.
"The easiest way to do it the first time is to be in bed with him," she tells me. Travis picked up on that and flopped down on his back in her bed. Now, I'd seen Travis naked several times by then so it wasn't a shock. In fact, I rather enjoyed him being naked and close.
"Eva, it's important that you're careful with your teeth and not scrape him."
"Okay..." Why did I say that?
"He's clean, so don't worry about that. Just lean over, take him into your mouth and gently suck on it."
"Rhonda, I don't think I want to do that."
"Yes, you do. You just won't admit it. At some point, you're going suck some guy's dick. So why waste the opportunity? Go on, have some fun."
After a little more gentle prodding, I did just that. I remember how strange and wonderful it felt, so hard and rigid, yet soft at the same time. And when he came, he came in my mouth. I didn't know what to do. I had a mouthful of his ball juice and he was holding my head down.
"Just swallow it," my sex coach urged. "It won't hurt you." So I did.
"Thanks, Eva, I'll have to return the favor," he said with his killer smile. As it was a school night, I had to go home soon thereafter. That night, I relived giving my first ever blowjob. I could hardly wait to do it again. As it turned out, the next time was the next day.
Rhonda and I were walking to her house after getting off the bus, when Travis drove up in his old Mustang convertible. His buddy, Brandon, was with him.
"Hey, Eva!
"Hey, Ronnie!
"You girls want to go to Sonic? Brandon's buying."
Well, I'd always wanted a ride in his car, and we hopped in, but only after Brandon got in the back seat with Rhonda. We hit Sonic and had a Coke and fries. Then we drove out to where a new subdivision was being built. As it had been raining that day, Travis had the top up and the place was deserted. Travis parked. I looked back into the back seat. It was cramped, but they had managed to lie down with Brandon on top. His pants down around his knees and his bare butt was humping away at Rhonda underneath him. Except for the dirty movies Travis and Rhonda had upstairs, it was the first time I'd seen anyone fuck.
"Pretty hot, huh?" Travis said to me as I witnessed the act live and inches away. Then he pushed down his shorts.
"How about it, Eva?"
I knew what he wanted. It was the same thing I wanted, but not necessarily there. Still, I was in love and I did it, enjoying the naughtiness of sucking him off in his car during the day. Anyone could have driven up and seen us, but no one did. I guess the element of possible discovery made it all the better for me.
Mike:
As Eva revealed to me just how promiscuous she'd been in Junior High and into High School, I came to realize that my beautiful, classy girlfriend was in fact a wanton slut. I confided with an older workout buddy at the gym and told him how I had been planning to pop the question to Eva, but was having second thoughts.
"Are you kidding? Marry the girl, Mike. In a few years you'll be wanting some extracurricular fun to spice things up and there's nothing like having a slut wife to spice things up. I should know. I married one. Couldn't be happier. Maybe you'd like to come around and fuck her. She's clean, disease free, and she'd love having a young buck rod her." I didn't take him up on it, but it did provide food for thought.
Rhonda came back to visit Eva several times over the next year. To help facilitate our trysts, I bought her plane fare from Dallas, so she wouldn't have that four hour drive. And over the course of that year, I did marry Eva. Rhonda also got engaged. Even so, she still came down for sinful weekends of three-way sex.
Eva:
So I'm at Rhonda's one weekend. Her dad was off playing golf. Travis was home and like he always did, came upstairs and into Rhonda's room.
"The old man's gone," he announced. "Won't be home for hours. So get naked, girls, and go skinny dipping with me." Sounded like fun and it was.
After an hour in the pool, we were back upstairs. "You know, Eva, I never got the chance to return the favor."
"What favor?"
"Oral sex."
Now Rhonda had licked my cunt any number of times and Travis had seen her do it, but he'd never done it to me. Okay, I was game and sprawled out on Rhonda's bed. While his sister sat next to us, Travis got down between my legs and began licking and sucking on my cunt. Oh, my! His technique was different than his little sister's, but he set me off like a fire cracker.
So I'm buzzing in post orgasmic bliss. I open my eyes to see Travis rolling a condom over his cock. I know what's about to happen, as I had been daydreaming about this moment for weeks. He's on top of me. Kisses me and then penetrates me.
"Ow!" I chirped as he broke my hymen. After that it was nothing but pleasure. Pleasure like I'd never experienced before. Fortunately he lasted a good long time and my first screw was fantastic. What on earth had I been waiting for?
Pulling off the cum filled condom, he slid up and stuck his slimy cock in my face. "Suck him," I heard my good buddy say. So I did. At that point I hadn't seen the bloody mess I made on her sheets. After I sucked her brother's cock, we stripped the bed and Rhonda took them downstairs to the laundry.
The virility of some teenage boys is legendary. Travis was one such man-boy. While his little sister was downstairs cleaning up our mess, he took me to his room and fucked me again. He fucked me two more times before I had to go home. When I did go home later that afternoon I could hardly walk, but I never felt better.
Mr. Al was home by then with one of his golfing buddies. Unlike when I first met him and stayed overnight, he had warmed up to me and I found him to be very friendly and flirty. I wished my daddy was more like him.
He watched me come down the stairs and walk towards the front door. "Travis!" he said to his son. "Give Eva a ride home." It was just a half a block, but Travis did as his daddy said.
"I told you not to go riding with Rhonda's brother," my mom scolded as I came in.
"He just gave me a ride from their house, Mama. I twisted my ankle out by the pool."
"Are you okay?" she then said with a sudden change in attitude.
"Yes, Mama. I could've walked home, but Travis insisted." Mama's esteem for Travis went up two fold. She never fussed about me going for a ride with him after that, and just insisted that I wear my seat belt.
It was the following Tuesday. Rather than Rhonda and I studying at my house, we were "studying" at her house. Travis got home and put it to me again. I just loved studying at Rhonda's! When I started to go home, Mr. Al was home from work.
"Eva, may I speak to you for a moment?" Mr. Al asked.
"Sure," I replied wondering what this was all about.
"Do your parents have you on birth control?"
I nearly died of embarrassment, but he was only starting. "I know you have been having sex with Travis," he said. Gawd, he knew? "Travis assures me that he's only, uh... let me be direct. He assures me that he only fucks you using a condom.
"Now I don't care if you kids are upstairs having sex. Sex is great fun and it's normal for kids your age. But I do care that you take precautions not to get pregnant. So, I'm asking you again, do your parents have you on birth control?
"Answer me, Eva and answer truthfully. No one wants you to get pregnant. So, are you on birth control?"
"Uh, no sir," I answered in a whisper.
"Rhonda said you weren't," he replied. She told him that?
He then reached into his pocket and produced a wheel of birth control pills.
"Here, start using these. When you need more, just ask. I keep a stock of these around the house along with rubbers. Your parents need not know. In fact, it's probably best that they don't know, otherwise, your fun upstairs with my kids will come to a sudden stop. That, plus I don't want any fallout from it. Get my drift, honey? Best to keep that which is private, private.
"Now, run along, darling."
Wow! I couldn't believe how cool Rhonda's dad was. He knew all about what went on upstairs, and all along I thought he was clueless, which just goes to show who was really clueless.
When I got home I called Rhonda and told her what happened. She just laughed. When I asked her why her dad had a stash of birth control pills, she told me that he owned a pharmaceutical company that was a regional distributor of generic meds. Up until then, I had no idea what he did for a living.
The next time I saw her dad, as Rhonda and I were about to go upstairs, he shocked me by making an obscene gesture to me, the meaning of which was quite clear. He laughed and told me to go have fun. Gawd, he thought I was a slut, which I was quickly becoming.
Mike:
Eva insisted that Rhonda's dad wasn't having sex with her. He was just very permissive. I wasn't so sure I believed her, but even when pressed, her story remained the same. He didn't care who was fucking who upstairs. So, was Travis fucking his sister or not? Eva maintained that he wasn't. But how could they be so comfortable with each other and not be doing it when no one was around?
Eva:
I was over for a "slumber party". Rhonda and I were swimming. Mr. Al was preparing to go out for the evening when Travis and his buddy, Brandon, came in. Mr. Al gave the boys the lecture about no drinking. He said nothing about pot.
The boys came out, stripped off and dove naked into the pool.
"Dad hasn't left yet," Rhonda scolded her brother.
"Yes, he has," he replied, "so how about if we see more skin?"
Our bikinis were very revealing and very skimpy. My mom would have had a cow if she knew what I was now wearing swimming at Rhonda's.
"Well, then undo me, brother," she said as she turned her back to him. In short order, Travis relived his sister of her top.
"Brandon, help Eva out," Travis called out to his friend.
Oh, my! It was one thing to have Travis strip me, but Brandon? Not that Brandon wasn't a hunk himself, because he was. In moments I was topless too. Then Brandon went for the bows that held my bottoms on and that was that. We played in the pool, playing games of tag where I was groped by the other three and I groped them. Near sunset it was beginning to get too cool, so we took a break to smoke a joint Brandon had brought with him.
Leaving our bikinis on the pool deck, we went inside and upstairs. I had no illusions as to what we were going to do. Travis took me first, bareback, while Brandon fucked Rhonda right next to us. High on smoke, it was the hottest thing we'd done yet. We sucked the boys clean and to renewed erections. Then they switched. First thing I know and Brandon's cock is in me. As shocking as that realization was, it was nothing compared to my shock of seeing Travis fucking his sister. Oh-my-god!
Their secret was out.
Mike:
I finally met Rhonda's husband-to-be, Jim, at their wedding rehearsal and rehearsal party, where I also got to meet Rhonda's brother, Travis, and her dad, Al. Jim was ten years older than Rhonda and was very distinguished looking, yet unpretentious. I liked Jim right away and found that he was in finance. Good, Rhonda needed a deep pocket to support her. The only damper was my belief that weekends trysts with Rhonda were at an end.
I shouldn't have worried.
"Rhonda, her dad and her brother, have all been telling me what a beauty Eva is," he said as we were off by ourselves for a moment. "They weren't lying. She's one hot piece of ass, if you don't mind me saying. And they also tell me that she's a slut. Got to love sluts," he laughed. "I sure love my slut.
"Say, after this is over, why don't we meet upstairs in our room and have a private party. Sort of like a mini-bachelor party for me before I tie the knot? I sure would love to get to know Eva better."
It was obvious what he was saying. As tempting as it was for one last chance to get my cock into Rhonda, I wasn't so sure I wanted his cock in my wife.
"Let me ask, Eva," I replied. "As you will soon find out, the girls call the shots."
"You do that and get back with me," he replied before draining his glass.
Well, Eva wanted to get together after the party, so we went upstairs to their suite, which was equipped with a large Jacuzzi tub. Rhonda answered the door when we knocked and let us in. She was nude already. Jim was nude too and filling the Jacuzzi.
"We all need to get up early tomorrow," he said as he popped the cork on a bottle of champagne, "so let's get this party rolling."
He poured four glasses, handing the first to his bride. Then offering Eva a glass, he pulled it back. "Naked," he said. Eva smiled and began stripping off.
Looking to me, he said, "You too, Mike." I got with the program.
"You're as exquisite as everyone says you are, Eva," Jim said looking her over.
"Here's to good friends and great sex," he said as a toast. "Last one in the pool has to suck my dick."
Last one in the Jacuzzi was Eva and soon she was sucking his cock right in front of me and his bride-to- be. Not to be outdone or left out, Rhonda went down me. Even as drunk as I was, I didn't last long watching my wife having sex with what was essentially a total stranger.
We soaked for awhile basking in glow of a good cum. Jim suggested that girls give us a show. As Rhonda sat on the edge of the tub, Eva went down on her. I must admit, it was a hot scene, a hot scene that got even hotter when Jim lifted my wife's hips and entered her from behind. Now I was odd man out, but I was getting one hell of a good show.
Soon it was Rhonda's turn to suck on Eva's cum laden pussy. Now I got into the act and fucked Rhonda while her husband-to-be watched up close.
I pulled out and to my shock, Jim latched onto my dick. Fuck me! I'd been a straight arrow since I got out of eighth grade. That night changed all that, and at my slut wife's urging, I returned the favor. Wildest night of sex I'd had up to that point.
In the morning I was a bit embarrassed by it all. 'Nothing to be done about now,' I thought as I mounted Rhonda for a screw on her wedding day. Jim wanted me to rollover with her. I did. He mounted her back and fucked her in the ass while I was still in her cunt. A new first for me.
Eva was a bit miffed that she didn't get any that morning, but hell, it was Rhonda's day, not hers.
Eva:
Rhonda produced a strange looking object from her drawer.
"What's that?" I asked.
"A butt plug," she replied.
"A butt plug? What does it do?"
"It stretches your ass to take a cock."
"I'm not doing that!"
She reassured me that I would enjoy it, butt fucking that is. Especially on "those" days. And she explained that if I trained my asshole now, it wouldn't hurt later when Travis took my butt virginity. I thought the whole idea was gross and disgusting, but Rhonda insisted that I give it a try, recognizing that some girls don't like it. But if done properly, she assured me, it didn't have to be gross and disgusting. I let her insert the butt plug.
"There, that's not so bad, is it?"
I had to admit, once it was in it felt kind of neat, in a naughty sort of way. Throughout the day, she changed butt plugs, each a little wider than the last. That night, Travis did me. I had become a total slut and a whore.
I truly believe that if she had a dog, or access to a dog, she could have convinced me to try it. Thankfully, she didn't have a dog.
Mike:
Things were booming in the oil patch and engineers with experience, like myself, were in demand. I really wasn't looking, but a friend referred me to a head hunter, who then called me and put the bug in my ear.
I'd heard of it, but didn't know much about the company the headhunter sent me to interview, as Harmond Oil was a private company, and thus info on it in the public domain was scarce. I went anyway. Mr. Harmond interviewed me personally. He was looking for a bright engineer to sort out a property that he'd recently acquired. Sounded interesting. It became even more interesting when he made his offer. Nearly double my current salary for starters. Company car, all expenses paid. Membership in the Houston Petroleum Club to use as I saw fit, profit sharing, generous 401-K, and health insurance 100% company paid, plus a bonus if I started that following week. On top of all that, I got all the paid vacation I had accrued to date, four weeks. It was a no brainer. I was shown my new office overlooking downtown and typed out my resignation letter. Next morning I brought boxes with me to work, packed up my personnal stuff, turned in my resignation and moved into my new digs.
It turned out the job was even better than I thought. The personnel guy came up and gave me the choices of what car I wanted to drive, and a parking pass for the building's underground garage, along with a handful of company credit cards, including one for airfare. I soon learned that I was to make all the decisions regarding the property I was responsible for with only the need to inform Harmond of what I was doing and why... verbally, if and when he was around. His answer was always, "Do it."
About three months into the job, Harmond called me into his office. Harmond had a reputation for very high, sometimes unrealistic, expectations from his engineers and geologists. I couldn't help but think, 'Did I fuck up something?'
As I stood before his desk, he looked up from the papers he'd been studying and said, "These production reports..."
"Yes, sir."
"They're excellent! Good job, Mike.
"Here have a seat." I sat feeling relieved.
"It's been rather busy for me lately," he said. "Normally I invite my new hires and their wife out to dinner. Purely socially, so I can get to know them better. Are you and your wife available this evening?"
"Uh, yes, sir," I replied hoping Eva didn't have other plans already.
"Great! I know women like to have their hair done just so when going somewhere special, so I took the liberty of having my secretary, Hilda, make an appointment for her early this afternoon. Also, I know that she'd like herself to be stunningly dressed, and frankly, so would I. I had Hilda make an appointment immediately after the hair salon with a dress shop that specializes in slinky, sexy dresses. All on me, of course!
"And if she would, tell her to, ummm, show a bit of cleavage for me. No, make that a lot of cleavage!" he laughed.
"Just joking. Have your wife pick out whatever she wants. So long as it's sexy and in good taste."
After my meeting I called Eva and told her exactly what Harmond wanted.
"I'm at work!" she exclaimed. "I can't..."
"Get your ass over to the hair salon."
"What am I going to tell my supervisor?"
"I quit. Tell that Nazi bitch that you quit and then walk out.
"Oh, and pick out a dress that has a slit up the side and shows a lot of hip. Now do as I say, babe, and I will be in like Flint."
We met that evening at the Petroleum Club. All eyes turned to Eva as we walked in and were escorted to Harmond's table by a window overlooking downtown Houston. The red sequined dress molded to her body like a condom, the plunging neckline showed a good deal of the insides of her breasts and revealed that she was braless, the high slit gave tantalizing glimpses of her shapely legs and hinted that underneath, she might be totally bare... which she was.
As we came up to the table, you could see it in his eyes, he was taken away by my wife. He rose and pulled out a chair for her next to him.
"You must be, Eva," he gushed. "I'd heard that you were beautiful, but... I'm speechless."
He was a gracious host and introduced us to his wife, Jillian. Maybe now in her early forties, in her prime she too must have been stunningly beautiful. Hell, she was still beautiful and was practically falling out the top of her dress.
Eva and he bantered and flirted most of the evening, while I chatted with Jill, his wife, who had an engaging smile and lilting laugh. If Jill was upset over the way Harmond was engaging with Eva, she didn't show it. The food was superb and the evening quite the success.
Mike:
There was a three day weekend coming up. Jim, Rhonda's husband, called. Would we be interested in going with them to an upscale, adults-only nudist resort in Florida? Sounded great to us.
We rendezvoused at the Orlando airport, with Eva and my flight arriving within thirty minutes of Jim and Rhonda's. We took a cab to the resort, which was very nice, especially with all the naked women. The room Jim reserved had two large beds, obviously furnished for swingers. Other than that, it was nice, but unremarkable, except for the huge walk-in shower that could accommodate six or more with ease.
First thing we did was have a toss with the others' spouse, then showered before heading down to the pool. It was a great start to a decadent weekend getaway.
After a swim we secured drinks from the pool bar. We're sitting at a table under an umbrella enjoying our drinks and discussing going back upstairs to screw again when this man suddenly appears. I turned to him and was met with his large uncut organ just inches from my face.
"I thought I recognized you, Mike, even without a coat and tie," he said looking down at me. I glanced up the massively built body of a fiftyish man who had two stunning young honeys, one on each arm.
"Mr. Harmond!" I exclaimed jumping to my feet.
"In a setting like this, it's Russell," he corrected. "Save the Mr. Harmond for the office."
"Yes, sir."
"So this is what you do on your days off," he laughed. "Mind if I sit?"
"No," I said, then offered him my chair.
But he was having none of that. "Girls, go get us some extra chairs," he said to the two barely eighteen girls, who immediately scurried off to get more chairs.
"Eva, it's so nice to see you," he said with a huge smile. "And I do mean, see you."
I introduced our companions.
"I hope I don't offend you, Rhonda," he said ogling her, "but you do have a great pair of tits."
Pleased with his compliment she arched her back and smoothly replied, "No, I'm not offended." At all the other nudist resorts Eva and I had gone to, it was a big no-no to ogle and make suggestive remarks.
He turned to Eva, "You, my dear, have been in my thoughts and prayers since I first met you. Damn, you're beautiful. Mind if you stand and give me the full view?" Eva stood and slowly turned to exhibit herself to him.
When she sat, he turned to me and said in a low voice, "Damn, boy. Are you passing that around?" Quickly followed with, "No, don't answer that. It's none of my business.
"Speaking of which, did you hear that Dave Johnson passed away?" Dave was the senior engineer in his firm, and handled several large properties for Harmond. "When we get back Tuesday, come see me first thing.
"Now, I don't want to intrude on your holiday," he said just as his two honeys were bringing up two more chairs.
"Nice to meet you, Jim. And it was very nice to meet you, Rhonda. You four have a great time, I know I will," he laughed.
"And you, Eva. I'll be seeing you soon." To me, he didn't say anything more, he just took his two babes and walked off.
"Whoa!" I said once he was out of ear shot. "That was a rush!"
"Who was that?" Jim asked.
"My boss! Russell Harmond."
"You're kidding."
"No, I'm not."
"Did you see the way he was looking at me?" Rhonda exclaimed.
"Yeah, he wanted to fuck you," laughed Jim.
"Did you see the size of his cock!" she added. "I'd love to fuck him."
"Well, from the looks of it, he has his work cut out for him," I said with a laugh. "Goes to show, you never know about other folks."
We ran into Harmond several more times and on the two nights, joined him and his honeys for dinner. On the dance floor, he took both Eva and Rhonda for a spin, dancing cheek to cheek and rubbing bare skin with bare skin with his hands wandering over their asses. I was expecting him to proposition us, but he never did, as he indeed had his hands full with his two young companions, who no doubt fucked him cross eyed and kept his balls well drained.
There came another surprise. He picked up our resort tab, both mine and Jim's, and asked if the four of us wanted a ride home. "Thank you, Russell," I replied to his generous offer, "but we all have flight reservations."
"Cancel them. I have plenty of room on my plane."
"Uh, Jim and Rhonda live in Dallas," I informed.
"You were going to Dallas?" he asked.
"No, we're going back to Houston."
"Okay, no problem. They fly commercial and you and Eva come with me."
"Yes, sir."
The flight home on his lush King Air was memorable. In flight after the girls served us drinks, he had his two honeys do a strip tease for us. Then sitting directly across from us, he stripped naked and had one of the girls, don't remember her name, go down on him. Then he had the other sit on his rod, and he fucked her. Old Russ truly was an exhibitionist.
While I just gawked at the spectacle, Eva read him perfectly. She took me into her own hands, quite literally, fishing my dick out of my pants. With my leering boss watching with his cock up his whore's cunt, she sucked me. I know he wanted Eva naked on his prong, but I wasn't ready to share her with him just yet.
We landed at the West Houston Executive Airport where he had his car. Offering us a ride to Hobby Airport to pick up my car, he first dropped the two girls off at the strip joint where they worked. No surprise there.
Eva:
I really missed Travis when he graduated from high school and went off to UT in Austin. But there were other boys available, just not as readily available as Travis had been. Not surprisingly, Rhonda and I had a line of guys waiting to date us. We never were at a loss for a date to a party and seldom had a free weekend unless we wanted it. What can I say, we were a couple of wanton sluts.
Mr. Al kept me well supplied with birth control. And even though we wore thong bikinis in the pool, he never was inappropriate towards me, except for those times I had him coat me with sunscreen, a task which he enjoyed as much as I did. Still, he never made a move on me. If he had, my spring loaded legs would have been open for him.
Then I turned eighteen just days after graduating. Travis was home for the summer and was working as an intern for his dad. We were upstairs early one evening. Travis showered with me and took me to bed. He diddled me to a nice cum, then mounted me in a missionary. Before sperming me, he pulled out, crawled over me and shoved his cock into my mouth and face fucked me while he gripped the headboard of his bed.
My legs were already open, waiting for him slide back down and fuck me again, when I felt two strong hands open me wider. With Travis' body covering my face, I couldn't see who it was, but whoever it was wasted no time in sticking his head in my crotch and begin eating me out. I figured it was one of Travis' buddies who he often invited over to fuck his sister and me, but just who, I couldn't tell, other than he was a big guy. Well, whoever it was, he got me off like firecrackers.
Travis pulled out and moved away. The guy eating me slid over me, pushing my legs forward as he got between my legs. I felt his big cock nestle into my folds. I opened my eyes.
"I've been waiting for this," his dad said as he slid into me.
"Mr. Al! Oh, my god! Oh, yes! Oh, yes!"
Mr. Al labored on me for quite some time. Pulling out to change position and then reentering me, over and over. His stamina was incredible and I came on his cock, again and again until I was a sweaty mess, and still he fucked me. At long last he shot a load of active wigglers up inside me. It was wonderful.
Later that evening, he offered me a paying summer job at his business. I was to answer phones and run errands for him. I said yes, thrilled at the minimum wage offer, as I would have some spending money when I went off to the forests of East Texas to be a "Lumberjack" at Stephen F. Austin State University, my dad's alma mater.
The job was what he advertised, except I had extra duties; Mr. Al's on-site screw. He had a front office, to be sure, where I mostly worked, but in his personal office, he had a personal bathroom with an adjacent room behind that, where he had a bed to "nap" on. I don't know if he ever really napped on that bed, but he sure screwed the hell out me on that bed.
I'd hear the buzzer and see his extension blinking. Picking up, he'd say over the intercom, "Eva, bring me the such-and-such file." I'd pull the file and go upstairs. I'd carefully put the file on his desk and he'd lead me into the bathroom, locking the door behind him, then into his "relaxation" room for a romp with me. After he was "relaxed" we'd shower together to wash away the sex odors, then I'd dress and take the file back downstairs and re-file it.
Rox, who was the full time receptionist, would snort at me knowingly, as she too had made those trips upstairs with the such-and-such file.
That weren't the only times we'd screw. Several times during the summer, he took Rhonda and me to sex parties. We were the youngest, freshest girls there and we attracted a lot of attention. God, I was so sore after those parties!
Mike:
As he had "requested" I went to see Russell, or rather Mr. Harmond, in his office first thing Tuesday morning after running into him in Florida.
"Come in, Mike! Come in!" he greeted standing from his desk chair to shake my hand.
"Two things," he said getting right down to it. "First, I want you to take over the properties that Dave was handling. Think you could handle that?'
"Yes, sir!" I replied. Dave had the most lucrative properties, the crown jewels of Harmond Oil, and as our profit sharing was based on how well we managed the various oil and gas fields under our care, it was a very lucrative proposition.
"Second, I'm having a party for friends this weekend at my ranch north of Conroe. There will be a dozen or so couples." Lowering his voice he added, "A get naked and fuck party." I had to admit, he was always direct and to the point.
"Don't worry, you're the only employee of Harmond Oil who will be invited. Can you and your hot ass wife make it?"
"Yes, sir!" I replied while wondering how much of Dave's properties would be taken away if I declined. I also had no illusions as to what was expected of Eva and me.
"And your playmates..." he said hefting his hands under imaginary breasts.
"Jim and Rhonda?"
"Yes! I'd sure like to get my cock in that big breasted blonde!" he laughed. "They're invited too. I'll send the plane up to pick them up, if they want. Tell them to pack lightly like this past weekend in Florida," he added with a chuckle.
Leaning over his desk he asked, "How long have you and Eva been into swinging?"
"Well, a little while."
"Low mileage on her pussy, eh? Is she as tight as I hope?"
"Uh, yes, sir. I think so."
"Anything off limits?"
"Uh, no."
"Then she'd be available to do a dog?"
"No! No, sir!"
"Okay, okay," he laughed sitting back. "No puppies.
"How about your friend, Rhonda?"
"I really don't know, sir."
"Drop the sir, Mike. It's Russell. My friends all call me Russ."
"Sure, Russ." Was I now being too familiar?
"Russ, that's better." Jerking his thumb towards the door he said, "It's Mr. Harmond to those folks. Russell or Russ to you."
He dug into his desk and pulled out a card. The RT Ranch, the card said. It had a classic looking brand, RT within a circle and gave the address and how to get to it from I-45.
Back in my office, I called Jim at his office. I gave him the low down on the invite and who I thought would be there. "Sounds like I could make some good contacts," he replied as he worked the business angle.
"Where should the plane pick you up?"
"Addison is the closest airport," he said. "What time?"
"I don't know. I'll have to get back with you on that.
"One other thing, Jim. Does Rhonda do dogs?"
"You know about that!"
"No, no, no... Russ, my boss asked."
"Well, as you probably know, Rhonda's dad, Al, is one raunchy son-of-a-bitch."
"You're kidding me?"
"Yeah," he laughed. "He fucks her in the ass and passes her around, but as far as I know, he doesn't fuck her with dogs. However, get her drunk enough, who knows?"
Eva:
After Mike called and gave me the good news about his work I was so happy and proud of him. "Does this mean we can get that house in Tanglewood?"
"Yes," my darling husband replied. "Call the Realtor and put in a contract on it."
Then he tells me that Russ had invited us to a weekend party out at his ranch. I was so excited! I hadn't been to a good old fashion sex orgy in ages.
When Mike got home, the Realtor had a contract made up and ready for us to sign. That done, we went out to eat and then went home.
He told me about Russell Harmond asking about Rhonda and dogs. That's when it hit me. I knew I'd seen him before, Harmond that is, years ago at one of the sex parties Al took me to. It was a birthday party for some big wig and there were at least a dozen men there. I didn't talk to him, but I remember seeing him there. And I sort of remember him fucking me, but then a lot of men fucked me that night. And if I remembered him, he just might remember me.
I had to tell Mike. I had to tell Mike all the sordid details of that party. Not just the gang banging of a cum-dump slut per se, but what I did for two hundred bucks... fuck a dog, or rather let a dog fuck me while everyone watched and cheered it on.
I was so humiliated and embarrassed the next morning after I sobered up. At first I was furious with Al for letting it go that far. Al told me to get over it and that I enjoyed every sordid moment with everyone watching and clapping for me. He was right, I wasn't so much angry as I was embarrassed. He made me admit that I was in fact turned on by it. And when Al asked me, I masturbated for him while reliving the experience.
But even if it wasn't Russell Harmond at that party, when Jim tells Rhonda about the dog thing, she was likely to tell Jim all about that party and what I did with that big dog. I had to tell Mike before he heard it from someone else.
Mike:
Holy fucking tamoly!! I had no idea...
The following morning, Russ called me into his office. "Close the door and take a seat, Mike."
"Yes, sir? If this is about that pressure vessel..."
"No, no, no. You lied to me." My gut fell three floors.
"Lied to you? About what?"
"Your wife."
"My wife?"
"Yes. I did some checking around and contacted a friend up in Dallas. Seems some few years ago, for the entertainment of a bunch of men and for money, your wife fucked a dog."
"Sir, I can explain."
"No, you can't. Women can be unfathomable at times, so don't waste your time on it. Bottom line is, Eva's not only slut, she's dirty dog fucking slut whore."
"She's not like that anymore."
"Let's not quibble. I don't hold it against you, Mike, and I don't hold it against her anymore than I hold it against my wife."
"Your wife, Jill?"
"Yes, Jill. I only have one wife and she likes the puppies too. Hotter than hell to watch her take on a big Labrador. But she only does it in private for me.
"I won't ask Eva to do that at the party this weekend... that is unless she wants to," he ended with a smile. "One of the other ladies will do just as well. I think we should keep Eva's doggie shows just between you and me.
"Now, Jill's out of town for the night," he informed. "How about if you bring Eva over to my house tonight and we'll have a little fun?"
"You have a dog?"
"No, but Jill has two. They're very well trained too, I might add. Just say, 'Mount!' and they do the rest."
Eva:
I was rather miffed when Mike told me of Russell's invite that night, as it was on such short notice. But I knew how important it was for Mike's career, so we went.
"What should I wear?" I asked fretting about what to wear.
"Russ said to dress casually, very casually. Jill's not going to be there, so I suspect we'll just be wearing our skins," he laughed.
It was obvious what this was all about. Mike was taking me over so his boss could fuck me. Well, I'd seen him nude, and even though he was older, he was quite handsome in his own way, and he was well endowed, which promised a good ride. He never mentioned anything about dogs.
I dressed in a nice pair of red short-shorts and wore a white top which I tied in the front to show some belly as well as a little tit. A matching red head-scarf and white high heeled sandals completed my ensemble. Tom wore khaki cargo shorts, a nice polo shirt and deck shoes.
We drove to the fashionable River Oaks area where only the big money lived. We found the address and rang at the front gate. After identifying ourselves, the wrought iron gate slid to the side and we drove up the circular drive and parked in front. The house was massive, elegant, and in the Georgian style like you might expect a wealthy Texas oilman like Russell Harmond to own. At the massive ten foot tall front door, Mike rang the bell. Almost immediately, the door opened and we were invited inside by an older black man dressed in a tux.
"Mister Harmond is expecting you," he said, "so please follow me." Through the grand foyer we followed the butler and into a grand room, then out the back where Russell was waiting for us. To our surprise, Jill was with him. They were both barefoot and dressed in silk robes, so I knew I was dressed appropriately.
"Mike!
"Eva, my dear!" Russell greeted us warmly, taking Mike's hand to shake while placing his other hand on his arm. Me, he hugged and kissed. Jill greeted us warmly too with a hug and a kiss, only the kiss she gave Mike wasn't just a peck on the cheek.
Without our asking, Russell volunteered that Jill could make it tonight after all.
"Joseph, bring out the champagne," Russell said to the butler.
Well, the champagne, or at least the first bottle, was already out and in a ice bucket and the glasses set out on a small square dining table covered with a white table cloth. The table was also set for dinner. Lit in the background was a large shimmering swimming pool.
Joseph poured the champagne and offered a glass to me first, then Jill. Russell just picked up his and Mike's glass and handed one to Mike.
Setting the tone for the evening, Russell toasted, "Here's to friendship and great sex!"
We drank and Russell invited us to sit at the table. The conversation was lighthearted with Russell flirting with me while Jill flirted with Mike. Once everyone was relaxed, Russell directed the conversation to meeting us at the nudist resort in Florida, which answered the question whether Jill knew what he had been up to that weekend. She in turn related how much she enjoyed her long weekend sailing with friends and revealing that her tits got a bit sunburned, but not too badly. Russell then explained that he was prone to seasickness, and thus opted to go bare onshore.
Joseph brought out a fresh bottle of bubbly, then wheeled out a cart from which he served us a fabulous salad of mixed greens, cherry tomatoes and candied pecans served with an orange vinaigrette. After the salad, Joseph wheeled out another cart, upon which he put the final touches on tonight's entree, large Gulf shrimp in an Alfredo sauce with dried tomatoes, and then served it over linguini. It was delicious. As we ate, Joseph brought out another bottle of champagne. Dinner over, Joseph cleared the table and served a strawberry Italian ice to cleanse the palate. Well, if this is how the rich lived, count me in!
Russell praised Joseph for the dinner, thanked and then dismissed him.
"I'm afraid we're on our own," Russell laughed. "What do you say if we take a soak in the hot tub?"
He stood and removed his robe, then helped Jill out of her robe. I must say, Jill looked great for a woman in her forties. Her large breasts were firm without any sag, and her ass would have made any eighteen year old proud. Of course she showed age here and there, but overall, she looked fabulous. I could only hope that I looked that good twenty years in the future.
As our naked hosts made their way to the hot tub that could accommodate a small crowd, Mike and I undressed and joined them in the hot, swirling water. I just love hot tubs and was looking forward to having one when we bought our house.
I sat with Jill and Russell came and sat by me, forcing Mike to sit by Jill. The flirting continued, only now accompanied by surreptitious touches. Soon the touches weren't so surreptitious and Russell had a handful of my tits. He kissed me, driving his tongue into my mouth. Breaking the kiss he urged me to sit up; so I did, bringing my tits above water. He kissed down my neck to my tits where he laved over them.
Meanwhile Jill wasted no time in getting her hand around my husband's prick. He didn't object. Soon they were smooching like a couple of horny teenagers.
Russell's hand found its way between my legs and he massaged my clit until he got me off with his fingers. Then he stood, peeled back the foreskin and shoved his large hard organ in my face. My lips automatically opened and was filled with his cock. By that point I had completely lost track of what Mike and Jill were up to.
He was thicker than Mike was and I could hardly wait to have that cock up my now needy cunt. I didn't have long to wait. He lifted me out of the water and lay me back on the deck and ran his cock into me. And, to my delight, he was good, real good, rotating his hips as he truly screwed me, making contact with every part of my happy cunt. I now had a chance to see what my husband was up to. He had Jill up bracing herself against the side of the spa while he took her from behind.
We rested up for a while, then screwed again after sucking the cock our lover for the evening to get them hard. It was a great, fun evening for all. But that wasn't the highlight. The highlight came after we climbed out of the spa. Russell towel dried me. That's when I noticed the two dogs. Big dogs. One yellow and one pitch black. They were sitting side by side watching and waiting.
I looked over at Mike. He looked nervous all of a sudden. Jill walked over to the dogs. Petting the yellow one, she said, "This boy is Ruff."
Roughly petting the black one she said, "And this handsome boy is Otto."
She pointed her finger at them and said, "Stay!" Then walked back to the group.
"Which one do you prefer?" Jill asked me up close and running a hand over my breast.
"I really don't know. They're both pretty."
That's when I saw that they had leather booties over their front paws. Realizing what that meant, I softly uttered, "Oh, my god."
I heard Russell command, "Fetch!" The two dogs bolted towards us and knocked Jill to the ground. Growling menacingly, one seized her arm in its mouth while the black beast latched onto her ankle.
"Not me, damn it! Not me! It's supposed to be her!" Jill shrieked.
Russell commanded, "Otto, Mount!"
The big black dog hopped up onto her back and began wildly thrusting. I stood there in shock as to what was happening at my feet. Jill was cursing and tried to shake the dog off her back, but to no avail with the other dog holding her by the arm.
"Fuck her, Otto! Fuck her!" laughed Russell.
Jill shrieked, then surrendered, letting her "handsome boy" have its way. The dog's hips were a blur of motion.
I looked over at Mike and saw that he was erect. He was getting off on this, as was Russell. Jill, she moaned and grunted as her dog fucked her and soon she was urging the beast to fuck her and to give her his cock. When she orgasmed, it was clearly evident.
The dog stopped thrusting and tried to dismount, but he was knotted to her fast. Somehow he managed to turn facing the other way, where he stood stock still until his knot shrank enough to disengage. The yellow Lab had by then had let go of her wrist. There was no indication that he'd bitten her, just slobber on her hand with absolutely no marks. I'd heard that Labs had a "soft" mouth, and now I knew what that meant. He'd held her without so much as a bruise.
Unknotted from Otto, Jill collapsed onto the floor. Russell came up to her and nudged her with his bare foot. "You have fun, you dirty, slut whore?" he snarled.
"Yeah, you had fun," he laughed, then bent down and lifted her to her feet and helped her back into the hot tub, leaving a pool of doggie cum on the floor where she'd been fucked.
"Hey, she's fine!" he declared as he held and washed her. "She really gets off on that shit.
"How about you, honey? You want to try out Ruff?"
Mike:
Having sex with Jill was great fun and watching Russ put it to my wife was great fun too. But when I saw those two dogs, I wished we were somewhere else. Russ wanted to see my wife get fucked by the dogs; that was the whole purpose of this private party. Jill being there threw a monkey wrench into things and I thought that we'd get away without violating Eva. Well, by her own admission she'd done it before, so I figured it wouldn't be too traumatic for her.
Then Jill got fucked by her dog. I'd never seen anything like it before, except for that time in college when I went south of the border and saw this girl suck on a donkey's dick. This was way better than that! When it was all over and Russ had his wife back in the spa, Eva came up and took my hard-on in hand.
"That excited you, didn't it?" she purred while caressing my organ.
What could I say? She had her evidence in her hand. "Yeah, that was something," I admitted.
"You don't think bad of her?"
"No. Russ told me she does dogs. I just didn't believe it until I saw it."
"What if I did that? Would you think badly of me?"
"No."
"But you thought badly of me when I told you I did it before."
"No, I didn't. I was simply speechless and didn't know what to say. The truth is, the more I know about you, the more I think how wonderful you are and how lucky I was to find you."
"You're so sweet," she replied, "and open to new things. That's what I like about you."
She paused for a moment, then squeezing my dick said, "I'll do it, baby. Do it for you, if that's what you want."
"Okay."
She hit me on the shoulder. "Under that handsome suave appearance, you're just another randy fucker like Russell and Rhonda's dad, aren't you?"
"Hey, I didn't say I wanted to see you do a dog!"
"Yes, you did!"
"Okay, I did. It'd be hot watching you fuck a dog."
She went up on her tiptoes and kissed me. "I'll do whatever you want me to do, baby. You know that."
"Really? With no after action recriminations?"
"Of course not."
I knew three things at that point. Number one, she'd do it. Number two, she might have a change of heart after the fact and blame that on me. Number three, she was about to fucked by a dog.
She then got down her hands and knees.
"Hey, Russ!" He looked over the edge of the spa. "She'll do it!"
"Hot damn!
"Ruff! Here boy!"
The big yellow Labrador trotted up the spa, his red dick already protruding from its sheath. Otto stayed off to the side licking his dick.
"Fetch!" Russ called out pointing at my wife. Ruff turned to Eva and stuck his nose up her backside, causing Eva to giggle
"Ruff, mount!" The dog hopped up and over Eva's back and began thrusting in search of the hole for his doggie prong. Eva yelped as he found the mark.
"Fuck her, boy! Fuck that slut whore!" Russ shouted in glee. He really dug that shit. I really dug that shit too.
"Yeah, fuck that cunt!" I added with a laugh. "Fuck her good!"
Well, of the three things I knew, what I got wrong was the recriminations afterward part. Afterwards Eva told me what a turn on it was for her to act so wantonly, immorally and depraved for me and my boss. She was just concerned that I might have negative afterthoughts and hate her.
To the contrary!
THE END
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