1:13 AM

"You can tell I'm gettin' old," Jack said to the lips hovering above his own. "I used to be able to go at this all night. But now it's barely past one, and I'm almost ready to pack it in."

"Ve have vays of keeping you interested!" the lips said back, in their worst German accent. "Ve need only to touch here! To pull zis here! And voila! He eez man again!"

"Fraulein, you've been spending too much time in Paris. But let me say, while we have this quiet moment, that you are a most remarkable woman. The best woman a man could have while his wife is being enslaved by another man!"

"You know," the lips said, sounding serious, "although being Mistress last time let me act out some fantasies, it wasn't nearly as...what's the word...fulfilling as it's been the last few hours with you. It's not just that I know now what Ted was going through. It's that, despite what you must be feeling, you've still been a damn good lover."

"Oh! So you're branching out and stroking egos now, too. You are a multi-talented woman," he joked, pressing his lips against hers to muffle the retort he knew was on its way.

1:20 AM

"People, it's time for Ted's beauty tip of the night," Ted announced from his seat atop Linda's breasts, which were none too lightly squashed against her chest. While he talked, she held his cock in her mouth, her task for the moment being to keep the tip alternately wet and dry, without using her hands to keep it steady.

"Folks, as any beauty-conscious woman knows, the best cure for dry skin is a little seed, a little jism, a little cum. Lovingly applied, and then removed, to avoid any stickiness. Tonight, we've all had occasion to rub some very sensitive areas quite raw. So as a public service, we're going to have Miss Titillizer soften up your skin, while she hardens up some other body parts."

He moved off her, and ordered her to bring the goblet of cum to him. Stirring the goblet in his chair, he placed Linda between his legs, her head obediently bent near his stiffening cock. "Here's how it works. Each person gets one part of their anatomy swabbed with cum, with her lovely fingers serving as the brush." Linda dipped her fingers into the goblet, and then smeared the thinning cum on Ted's long prick. "After rubbing it in," Jack watched as Linda's hands covered every inch of Ted's cock with cum, "this sexy morsel will then lick it off. No sucking. No blow-jobs. Just lick it off. And gentlemen, and ladies, you can have her put it anywhere, except on the anus, which is off-limits by order of the health department." They all watched as Linda curled her tongue around Ted's dick, licking every inch to make sure she got all the cum.

When she turned around, Jack saw her eyes had a glaze to them, which he hoped was a sign of anticipation, and not dread. The other couples were already whispering about where they wanted her apply the cum, and the two couples nearest the front of the room were getting ready. But Ted fooled them, pushing Linda to the back of the room, where Jill and Tom got to be the first lucky recipients. As expected, Tom had his dick covered in a layer of cum, and Linda seemed quite enthusiastic about licking the salty sheen from him. Somewhat surprisingly, Jill elected to have it applied to her pussy, and she squirmed in pleasure at the touch of Linda's tongue to her shaven pussy.

In no time Linda was intimately familiar with the balls of Mark and Bert, the cocks of Tony, Bob and Mark, the pussy's of Rene, Sandra and Geleesa, Tiffany's ass cheek, and Bunny's wide and welcoming cunt. When his wife had bent to lick his own cock clean, Jack didn't know what to expect. Would it feel any different now that she'd sampled the wares of seven other men? Would she make any size comparisons? Would she just be too tired to do...what? Fortunately, it felt the same as it always did, except this time the thought that she was licking other men's cum off his cock made him hard as a rock.

Soon enough the goblet was nearly empty, and Ted made her scoop the remainder out and spread it on his cock, making her feast off of it while the rest of them watched with a smoldering desire for more.

1:42 AM

"I hope he's planning on wrapping this up sometime soon," Jack said, rubbing the knots out of Bunny's stiff shoulders. "This stayin' up past midnight is pretty strenuous stuff for old guys like me."

"You know, technically he can stretch this out to 4:00," Bunny replied in a teasing voice. "Do ya think I should keep a phone nearby to call 911?"

"It might help, bringin' some of those young studs in here to keep you insatiable women happy."

"I'm not insatiable," Bunny replied, wriggling her butt against the inside of his thighs. "I'm just enthusiastic!"

Jack glanced back at the bedroom door for what seemed to be the upteenth time. Immediately following the Gooey Goblet Cleaning, as Jack had already dubbed it, Ted and Linda had disappeared back into the bedroom.

"One thing he'll need to do soon," Bunny said, bringing him back, "is to pick the Master and Mistress for the next party. Then I'd figure on a wham-bam finale, and we can all go home. Not," she added, "that I'm having such an awful time with the guy I'm with this evening." She leaned back against his chest, pulling his hands off her shoulders, and letting them rest on top of her bountiful breasts. The soft skin under his hands glowed, lightly flushed in places, and scored and marked by his nibbling and other exertions. Her nipples were still erect, as they always seemed to be, straining forward as if begging for more attention.

Looking down between her breasts, Jack stared intently at the thin strip of pubic hair, just hiding the hot crevice between her legs. In the past few hours he had become intimately familiar with every inch, every fold, and every valley in that area. And yet he still wondered what it would be like to come home to this woman every evening, to have such enthusiastic willingness within his grasp every night.

Jack shook his head, and stared guiltily at the bedroom door. It wasn't as if Linda ever withheld anything from him. No experiment, no fantasy was ever too wild not to try at least once. No, he reminded himself, Bunny wasn't better. Just different.

The door opened just then, and the Master and Mistress, Ted and Linda, quickly strode out. Ted's naked body was still sweat-covered in some places, and his semi-hard dick slowly swayed out in front as he walked. This time, Ted had Linda wearing a very sheer red top and skirt. Her breasts held up the strapless top, covering only some of their creamy mounds. Only her hips kept the skirt from falling, which was sheer enough to see every detail between her legs. Not that it mattered much. Both the top and the skirt were slit right down the middle, and fastened with a single silver snap.

"I hope everyone had a good rest," Ted began, as Linda debased herself in front of the crowd by kissing Ted's feet, his legs, his ass, his balls, his cock, his nipples, and finally ending with a long french kiss. "I know you're all tired." He smiled at the half-hearted protests that followed. "That's OK. You won't have to do much for the next few minutes. Because it's time to pick the next Master and Mistress."

Jack's heart quickened, as the image of himself in command rose unbidden in his mind. Technically, he knew, the odds of him being chosen to be in the next group was the same an anyone else in the room. But the odds seemed quite long when you figured in the string of coincidences that had led to this point. First Bunny had been selected. Then her husband Ted. Then Linda as Ted's slave. It seemed unlikely that Jack would follow in that line.

The Master and Mistress moved to the center of the room, in keeping with the unwritten rules of the draw. Jack watched his wife mount Ted's stiff cock, sitting atop him with obvious pleasure. It was the first time he'd allowed her to be in the dominant position, and she gratefully ground her clit against his hard shaft. At Ted's order, the rest of the women also sat astride their men, and Jack focused on Bunny's swaying breasts and the exact point where his engorged cock disappeared inside her pussy. It was a welcome distraction from watching his own wife in exactly the same position.

Soon all the women were sliding up and down, their moans filling the air. Linda, atop Ted, appeared on the verge of cumming, her hips bucking, her pace quickening, her head thrown all the way back. "That's enough!" Ted called out, enjoying the women's accusing eyes as all motion ground to a halt. "Let's just see who's got the real willpower. As we select our hosts for the next party, I want every woman to keep moving on top of your man. In fact, you can fuck all you want. You just can't cum. For those who stop, there'll be a small punishment later. For those who cum, a much nastier punishment. And you, my little whore," he said, squeezing Linda's nipples, "if you cum, I'll make you do things in the next two hours that will make the first part of the evening look like a picnic."

Jack watched as Linda clenched her teeth, desperately trying to quell her excitement. He knew the next few minutes would be torture for her, not only because she was so near the edge, but also because a slow ride was her favorite way to get off.

"Now, for the moment you've all been waiting for," Ted intoned, handing the bowl to Linda, who rode steadily but carefully atop him. "And the Master for our next meeting is..." he pulled a slip from the bowl, "Ha! Jack McNair!"

As cries of "Fix! Fix!" "It's a travesty!" "I demand a recount!" and other protestations rose around him, Jack looked up to see Bunny grinning goofily off to his left. He followed her gaze to find his wife staring at him, smiling as though she had a special secret that only three of them shared. The spell seemed to last for hours, broken only when Ted slapped Linda on the butt, demanding his share of the attention.

Jack held his breath as Ted fished around for the next slip of paper. When Ted withdrew his hand, the whole room stilled. But instead of holding a piece of paper, he instead pointed right at Bunny. "Mrs. Miller, I do believe your instructions were to keep moving. You're evidently too tired to continue. So maybe a little punishment after we're done here will wake you up."

Bunny, who had stopped momentarily, simply thrust her breasts out at the Master, and made a great show of humping with much more enthusiasm, as did the rest of the women in the room. Returning his hand to the bowl, Ted pulled out the next slip of paper, indicating who would serve as Jack's Mistress at the next party. "Corey White!" he declared, chortling.

"Um, I don't think so," Corey smiled. "Jack's just not my kind of girl."

On the next pull, Jack hit paydirt. "Jill Tullman!"

Looking over, Jack was gratified to see Jill beaming at him, as she twisted in her 'saddle' to give Jack a glimpse of her stunningly shaved pussy, Tom's slick cock just barely protruding. Tom smiled encouragingly too, so Jack knew that he was free to get creative for the next session. And he planned on doing just that.