Erotic Games by RLM ================================== Frustration: Angela Bloom was relaxing with a cool glass of mint tea while chatting with Doris Hightower, who was working on a screwdriver. For the first 15 minutes, the two women gossiped about which of their friends were getting a divorce or about to and about who was now sleeping with whom. "Did you know that Mary is now sleeping with her boss?" Doris asked with a sly smile. "No! You mean Mary Baskins?" "The same." "That's really hard to believe. Tom is a nice looking man, and isn't her boss 10 years older than Mary and overweight? Is this just a rumor or do you know it to be a fact?" "Yeah. Her boss is Jason Waymore. He's about 45, but not all that much overweight. And, yes, it's a fact. I had heard rumors so I just asked Mary. She told me herself." "So why is she doing it?" "The usual reasons... Tom isn't paying any attention to her. He's more interested in his job and sports than Mary's pussy. And even though he's nice looking, Mary says his cock is below average." "Did she tell you how big he is?" "Five inches... hard. And she also told me that Jason is a thick 8 inches." "OH!" Angela gasped. "Yeah. He's big, and Mary said he's fucking her three or four times a week. That's out of the five days a week she's at work. So, he's pretty much after her most of the time whereas Tom is ignoring her." Angela was silent for several minutes. Finally, she said, "My sex life sucks too." That surprised Doris who replied, "Really? You've never said anything. Is Stephen ignoring you?" "Pretty much. We're only having sex three or four times a month. Not even once a week." "That's as bad as Tom, at least according to what Mary told me. Jack's not fucking me much more than that either. He's only interested about once a week." Now it was Angela's turn to be surprised. "I didn't realize. From the things you've told me, I thought you were getting laid a lot more than that." "I am." "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry." "Of course you did. And I don't blame you a bit. It's hell to want sex and have a spouse who's not interested. And you know, it's not just husbands. Some women are perfectly content with sex once a month. I'm sure it must drive their husbands crazy." "I suppose that's true," Angela nodded in agreement. "You know what's needed?" Doris asked rhetorically. "We need to have everyone's sex drive rated by a national testing agency and be available to anyone considering marriage. That way highly sexed people could marry highly sexed people and vice versa. That would do more for lowering the divorce rate than all the marriage counseling in the world... So tell me, what are you doing about your problem, Angela?" "Nothing so far. Just putting up with the situation. What are you doing... if you don't mind my asking." "I don't mind at all, Angela. I take tennis lessons here at the club from Ramon. You wouldn't believe how thick his cock is! And I have at least one massage a week. They're got two masseurs and both of them really know how to ring a woman's bell!" "Are they big too?" Angela asked fully aware that her pussy was getting wet from the conversation. "Lennard is about 7 inches, but he really knows how to use it and he can stay hard forever. Mark is a black guy with a 9-inch dick. Let me tell you, Angela... I don't know how big Stephen is but when Mark sticks that 9-inch sex spike in your pussy, you start cumming and you don't stop until he's finished fucking you." "Oh gawd... that sounds so hot. Do you have anyone you see regularly?" "One guy. He's married so he has as much trouble getting away as I do, but we manage it a couple of times a month. With Ramon, Mark, and Lennard banging me, plus Alex and Jack, I stay pretty well satisfied. Listen... why don't you and I made an appointment to have a massage this afternoon. You can have either Mark or Lennard. I'll take the other one. You won't regret it, believe me." "I do believe you, but I'd like to try working things out with Stephen before I cheat on him. If I can't, then I'll be calling you to set up the appointment for the massages. I'll also be enrolling for tennis lessons. --------------------------------------- Angela and Stephen Bloom were supposedly having a serious discussion about the reasons why their sex life seemed to be deteriorating, but after 15 minutes, the "discussion" had become more of an argument than a discussion with each of them blaming the other for the fact that they were now having sex no more than two or three times a month. "If you would spend less time worrying about moving up the corporate ladder of success and more time on our relationship, we wouldn't be having these problems after being married only two years," Angela charged. "And if you spent more time making yourself erotic, sexy, and appealing and less time chatting with your female friends at the country club, doing volunteer work, and gossiping, I would be a lot more interested in having sex with you," Stephen responded. Stephen�s statement caused Angela to pause. After some thought, she said, "You're right, Steve. Neither of us is paying enough attention to our relationship... to our sex lives. We both need to make some changes." Her husband also paused... nodded and said, "I agree. So how do we do this?" "To be fair, I'll take the first step. Tell me something that you'd really like to see happen. Something that would light your fire and make you a lot more interested in sex." Stephen thought for a moment and said, "I need a little more time to think about this. Would you like a drink ... a beer... a soft drink ... some coffee or tea?" Angela smiled, obviously pleased. "Some iced tea with lemon would be great, but I'll fix it." "No. You just sit there and relax while I fix the drinks and think about this." About 10 minutes later, Stephen reappeared in the den carrying a tray holding a pitcher of tea with lemon slices on the side. There was also a frosted bottle of Bud on the tray. He poured his wife a glass of tea, squeezed in the juice from two lemon slices, and handed it to Angela. As she took the first sip, he sat in the chair opposite her with his Bud in hand. "Some of the time, I would like for you to dress hot when we go out. Like you're trying to attract male attention. I would also like for you to dress like that in the evening when we're alone at home. But more than just dressing the part of an exotic, sensuous woman, I would love it if you would also act the part. I guess that's about it." "What if other men hit on me ... try to pick me up when we go out and I'm dressed like a slut? Is that going to create a huge problem for us?" "It's going to get me hard as stone and wild to fuck you." "I love the sound of that, Honey. Just remember, no jealousy when other men hit on me. And one more thing... if you expect me to play the part of a hot slut, you have to play your part too. You can't expect to treat me like I'm your loving, conservative, and faithful wife while at the same time expect me to feel and act hot and slutty for you." "I understand, and I think that's a good point. So when do we begin?" "Sooner than you think, Honey. Sooner than you think. =================================== A Visit from Gail: Stephen arrived home from work at his usual time of 6:15 PM the next evening. He tossed his car keys in the tray on the bureau and called out to his wife. There was no answer. After checking the bedroom and the patio, he still had not located Angela. Then, he realized that he hadn't seen her car when he had parked in the garage. "She must have gone to the grocery store," he thought as he retreated to the kitchen to get a cold Bud out of the fridge. When he entered, he smelled the delightful aroma of a lasagna baking in the oven. He also found a note on the door of the fridge. It read: ------------------------------ Hi Honey, Sorry I'm not here. My mother called and needed me to come over. There's a lasagna baking in the oven that will be done at 7:00 PM. There's also a Caesar salad already prepared in the fridge. The garlic bread is wrapped in foil on the counter. Put it in the oven around 6:40 PM, and it will be ready when the lasagna is done. There's tiramisu in the fridge for dessert along with a bottle of a good Chianti to go with dinner. Enjoy! I'll be home by noon tomorrow. I hope you don't get too lonesome tonight. I've arranged for some entertainment for you. One of the items is in the DVD. Just press the start button. I believe the title is "Wives Out of Control". I'm sure you'll like it. Love, Angela ------------------------------ To say that Stephen was surprised would have been a gross understatement. He couldn't remember his wife ever being gone overnight with no advance warning. And the dinner was great. She had never done that before either. But the wildest thing of all was the XXX-rated DVD. When he had asked her on a few occasions if she would like for him to rent a porno film for them to watch together, Angela had turned him down in no uncertain terms every time he had asked. Now, she was renting one herself. "Wow!" he thought, his cock already getting hard just from that thought alone. Dinner was even better than he had imagined. The tiramisu was delicious and the wine excellent. After eating, Stephen poured himself another glass of wine and settled down in from of the TV to check out "Wives Out of Control". The porno film was hot. It featured two of the industry's hottest female porno stars each taking on multiple partners singly or two or three at a time. Halfway through the film, both wives were engaged in a joint gang bang with six men who were switching back and forth between the two women using all of their holes. Stephen's cock was iron hard. He was jacking off while watching the DVD when the front doorbell rang. "Shit!" he grunted as he pressed the "stop" button on the DVD and did the best he could to conceal his throbbing erection inside his pants. In spite of his best efforts, when he answered the front door, his pants were tented. When Stephen opened the door, his mouth dropped open but no sound emerged. The dark-haired beauty standing in the doorway was sensuously gorgeous. Her red blouse was opened almost to her navel. Both of her large tits appeared to be about to fall out. She was wearing form-fitting slacks. Her long-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her full lips were coated with a dark red, wet-looking lip gloss. When she spoke her voice was deep, throaty, and seemed to ooze sexual invitation. "Is this the Bloom residence? Are you Stephen?" "Yes and yes. What ... what... eh... what can I do for you?" "That's not the question, Honey. The real question is what can I do for you? Your wife told me that she had to be gone this evening. She was worried that you would get lonesome and horny with no woman available.... so she hired me to keep you company. Aren't you going to ask a girl in, Lover?" Speechless, Stephen stepped back from the doorway to allow the woman to enter. As she passed him in the doorway, her hand closed about his erection and squeezed his shaft. "MMMmmmm... I guess your wife was right... you are hard and horny... really hard! I bet you've been jacking this big cock, haven't you?" Stephen flushed with embarrassment, almost like a school boy caught by his mother while looking at dirty pictures while he stroked his cock. "No need to be embarrassed, Lover. But I'm sure we can find something a lot more fun for you to do with that big, hard cock," the woman hissed while licking her lips. Straddling the arm of the couch with her legs open, she leaned forward to the point that her breasts were almost hanging out of her blouse. "Like my tits, Honey?" Suddenly, recognition exploded in Stephen's brain. He blurted in shock, "My god! Angela!? I don't believe it!" "Angela? Sorry, Baby. I'm Gail. Forget your frumpy, conservative wife, Lover. You'll be spending tonight between my legs, not hers. She's says you're safe and clean... so I'm not even going to make you wear protection, Stud. You can enjoy unloading inside me as many times as you want. You do want to get between my legs, don't you, Honey?" She spread her legs wide open. If Stephen's cock had been iron-hard when the doorbell rang, it was now like diamond. Rigid with hot lust, it was painful for it to be confined inside his pants. He couldn�t ever remember his cock being this hard. His eyes were drawn automatically to "Gail's" crotch. The slacks were so tight, her pussy and her slit were perfectly outlined. "You're not wearing panties," he gasped. "I'm wearing a thong, Stud. But the crotch is sunk so deep inside my cunt and ass, it just looks like I'm not wearing panties. Do you like the way my cunt and slit look, Stephen. I'm very wet and very, very hot. Come on. Let's take this to the master bedroom. I want to you to give it to me on the same bed you use to fuck your wife on those rare occasions she allows you stick your cock into her pussy." "Oh my god!" Stephen groaned still unable to believe it was his wife sitting on the couch. She was hot... slutty... whorish... just distilled essence of hot sex! "Your wife told me that you like big tits. That's why she picked me, Baby. Mine are 36DD." Gail pulled off her blouse and tossed it aside. "Are they big enough, Stephen? If you suck and lick my nipples long enough, you can make me cum just from doing that. I hope you do. I love it when a man suck my tits and makes me cum." Unable to resist, Stephen squeezed his diamond-hard dick through his pants. "Take it out, Honey. I love to see hard dicks... particularly hard dicks that are going to be inside my cunt most of the night. Let me see it, Lover." Stephen did as he was told. Unzipping his pants, he removed them and kicked them over beside Gail's discarded blouse. His briefs were too small to contain his raging erection. At least one inch of cock protruded from the waistband. "Oh Baby! Your cock looks delicious. Your wife must be an idiot to leave you alone." Stephen's rod pulsed and throbbed in response to Gail's comment. She unzipped her slacks, turned, and pulled them down below her ass. "How do you like my butt, Stephen? It's 36" of very fuckable ass, Stud. Do you like to fuck a woman's ass?" "My wife never lets me do that," he moaned in response. "Don't ask the silly bitch. Just bend her over and put it in her ass. She may squeal and protest. Ignore her. Just give it to her. You can practice on me tonight." Stephen was already on the edge of shooting a huge load all over the carpet. Gail got on her hands and knees and bent over the edge of the bed with her ass arched high. "I think this is the best position for anal sex, Honey. I love it this way." Angela heard her husband groan as he gazed at her raised ass. Turning over, she was delighted to see his throbbing erection protruding from his unzipped pants. "Why don't you take off your clothes, Honey? I'm going to." Stephen's prick jerked upward as he watched his wife, who had suddenly been transformed into an exotic, slutty whore, raise her butt off the bed and strip off her thong. Her bra quickly followed leaving her naked save for the slutty come-fuck-me heels. Spreading her legs wide open, Gail steepled her knee and thrust her pussy at Stephen. "Come on, Lover. Get naked so you can fuck that hard dick into me." "My god! You have a clit ring!!" Stephen gasped in amazement as his cock actually vibrated with fuck lust. "Of course I do. A lot of hot, sexy women have them nowdays. Does it turn you on, Baby? Make you want to suck my clit... make me howl ... make me cum?" Stephen literally ripped his shirt in his frenzy to get his clothes off. Once he was naked, he stood by the bed, prick at attention, uncertain as to how to approach his new, slutty, erotic wife. Seeing his hesitation, Gail got off the bed and stood in front of her naked husband, her hands on her hips, both big tits heaving with excitement. "That's a really nice dick, Baby. Your wife has hired me for the entire night, Lover... I'm bought and paid for. No need to seduce me, Honey. All you have to do is use me... see any part of me you'd like to use to satisfy that hard cock?" "Oh hell yes, you hot Slut!" With one swift motion, Stephen shoved Gail onto the bed on her back, jerked her legs wide open, and thrust his head into her crotch. His mouth covered the hot sex hole and moved upward to her excited clitoris. He sucked it between his lips causing it to swell under the pressure. After it had throbbed inside his mouth several times, he slid his tongue up the turgid shaft. Instantly, Gail's clit contracted in a hard spasm. Stephen's wife was not a screamer during sex. In fact, sometimes she hardly made a sound when she had an orgasm. Other times, her climaxes were accompanied by soft grunts or moans. But now she was becoming more vocal than she had ever been before as her mouth stretched wide open making repeated, soft moans of pleasure. "unn... unn... unn... unn..." Stephen licked and sucked his wife's pussy and clitoris harder... faster causing her moans to increase in frequency and volume. "Uunn...Uunn...Uunn...Uunn...Uunn" Gail's ass arched off the bed. Her hands grabbed Stephen's head and mashed it hard against her erupting cunt. Somewhere above his head, he heard deep guttural moans coming from his wife... louder... faster... and more and more frenzied." "UUNNN! UUNNN! UUNNN! UUNNN! UUNNN!" Her clit began to contract in rapid, repeated spasms. Flicking his tongue over the sensitive tip, the contractions intensified. Her guttural moans changed rapidly to howls of pleasure. Gail's vagina opened and then convulsed sending several forceful streams of her sex fluids gushing over his chin. Each gush was accompanied by a high-pitched, wail of female pleasure. Stephen's cock pulsed with fuck lust for his wife's hot, gushing cunt. "OOHH GOD! UUGGHHH! OOOHHH GAWD DAMN! I'M CUMMING!! UUNNGGGHH!! CUMMINGGGGG!!" Gail was still spurting and moaning when Stephen reared up and socked his hips deep into her wide open sex saddle. His rigidly erect seven inches plunged into her throbbing hole easily and fully and on the first thrust. His balls slapped her ass at the same time as the cock thudded into the bottom of her cunt, banging into her cervix with hard, masculine authority. Gail grunted from the force of entry... her legs flying up and back... her toes curling with pleasure. The echoes of her passionate grunt were still hanging in the air when Stephen rammed into her again... then again... and again... each thrust driving Gail's hips deep into the mattress and bringing louder and louder wails of excitement. "OH FUCK ME, STUD! FUCK ME! AAHHHH... YES! LIKE THAT. FUCK MEEEE!" Thrusting his hands beneath the writhing female's ass, Stephen pulled her cunt onto his rampant shaft and drilled into her like a jack hammer. Briefly, he worried about hurting his wife, but his lust immediately overpowered any such gentlemanly concern and made him fuck her even harder. Gail began to hiss and gurgle. Her mouth stretched into a huge oval... her tongue shooting out and curling up. Squishing fuck sounds emanated from her erupting pussy. Stephen screamed as his load poured into the throbbing female hole. "AAAGGGGAAAA... UUUNNGGHHHH... FUCKING YOU, SLUT!! AAHHH SHIT... SHOOTING IT INNNNNNNNN!! CUMMING IN YOUR HOT CUNT!!" When her husband finally pulled his prick from her still pulsing hole, tremors shot through her body as her now empty vagina convulsed again. Lying side-by-side on the bed, Stephen and Angela gasped for breath. It was a full minute before Angela's legs fell to the bed, but they stayed open as a mixture of her cuntal secretions and Stephen's huge cum load seeped from her cunt. "My god! I've never... ever... been fucked like that, Stephen. That was fantastic!" Her husband was still panting in the aftermath of his orgasm and didn't reply. When he finally did answer several minutes later, he growled, "Suck me, Gail. Suck me hard again. I'm not finished fucking you yet!" Gail quickly rolled over and took his cock into her mouth and began sucking as she cupped her tits and squeezed her hard nipples. Gradually, she took more and more of his cock into her mouth until the head was down her throat and her lips were kissing Stephen's groin on each trip her lips made down his now fully erect shaft. She felt him beginning to throb inside her mouth. She sucked harder... hoping to make him shoot it in. "MOUNT, SLUT!! FUCK YOUR HOT HOLE ON MY COCK!" Gail quickly mounted her husband's body in cowgirl position. She held his cock as she moved the head up and down her slit until it was centered right on the opening to her sex channel. Before she could sink down on the shaft, Stephen grabbed her hips and rammed her cunt all the way down. The head slammed into her cervix causing a female grunt of pleasure to erupt from her mouth. "Now fuck your cunt on it, Slut!" Angela hadn't been this hot on her wedding night... not even the first time Stephen had fucked her in his apartment. She pounded her pussy up and down the iron-hard sex spike. In moments, she was cumming again. Leaning over his body with her hips continuing to pump her pussy on his shaft, she whispered, "Ohhhh it's soooo good, Lover. I'm cumming... I'm cumming... oohhhhh my god.... I'm cumming again!" She was still in the throes of another orgasm when Stephen ordered her to turn around and fuck herself reverse cowgirl. In moments, her legs were spread far to the side of his thighs as he thrust his rod into her hole with hard, rapid strokes that had them both hissing on the edge of another mutual climax. "I want to cum in you again," Stephen grunted. "Do it! DO IT! CUM IN MY CUNT, STUD. SHOOT IT IN!" "I want you in doggie position. NOW!" Angela scrambled to assume the position. When she was on her knees with her head on the bed, she reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart to expose both of her holes. "Stick it in me, Stud. Either hole. Just fuck me!" Stephen considered using his wife's asshole, but there would be plenty of time for that later in the evening. Right now, he wanted to feel Angela's cunt wrapped around his shaft again. He sank it into her, his excitement mounting when he heard her hot groan of ecstasy. It didn't take long. A dozen strokes and his dick was spewing another load of semen and sperm into his wife's vagina at the same as her cunt convulsed and more juices spurted from her stretched hole. She was now screaming... actually screaming for him to fuck her harder... faster... deeper... something she had never done before. ================================ The Pick-Up Game: For the next week, Angela had no complaints about her husband's libido. Stephen was mounting her every chance he got. If she bent over to take the clothes out of the dryer, and he caught sight of her ass thrust high in the air, Angela would quickly find her skirt pushed up, her panties pulled down, and Stephen's cock socked into her cunt. In the evening when they were watching a movie on TV, she rarely got through the movie without having her husband's face buried in her pussy eating her to a series of hard climaxes. If Stephen wasn't fucking or sucking her, she usually had his cock halfway down her throat. When Stephen came in from work on Thursday, he once again found the house empty and another note waiting for him. This time, the note was taped to the back of chair right in the doorway to the kitchen where Angela knew he could not possibly miss it. Stephen's cock was already getting hard before he even read the note. -------------------------------------------------------- Hi Stud, You'll find a pot roast in the oven. There's a cheese cake in the fridge for your dessert. So much for the trivial stuff... now let's get to what's really important. Your slutty wife is having dinner with Doris Hightower. She's got a new lover and I can't wait to hear all the hot, sexy details. After dinner, I'm going alone to "The Meeting Spot" on 98th and Malcomb St. It's a dance club and pickup spot for single guys hoping to score and for married men stepping out on their wives. I'll be wearing a hot red dress with matching panties and heels. You are to arrive precisely at 9 PM... not a minute before... repeat... NOT a minute before. By that time, I'll be making the rounds dancing with all the men trying to get into your wife's panties. I expect you to move in quickly before one of them takes your wife out to the parking lot to fuck her, but you're not allowed to tell anyone that I'm your wife. Once you've got me out on the dance floor, you're a lock to get into my pussy. But if you fail, another guy's cock will be enjoying it. Good luck, Stud. Your hot, slutty wife... Angela. ------------------------------------------------------ Stephen could hardly eat he was so turned on. He knew "The Meeting Spot" very well. On one occasion when Angela was out of town visiting her sister, he had gone there with one of his friends from work. That night there were two men for every woman, and every one of the women was loving the attention. He vividly recalled how the women were being felt up on the dance floor... even the married ones who were there with their husbands. It seemed like every female was fair game at The Meeting Spot. After an hour or so, Stephen had begun watching one blonde who had come in with her husband. The couple had taken the table next to Stephen's so he could overhear a lot of their conversation. "See that dark-haired guy walking this way, Honey," she said to her husband. "Yeah. What about him?" "He's going to ask me to dance." "How do you know?" her husband asked. "Because he's been staring at my legs, and when I opened my legs, he got really interested. He's looking right at my panties now. Here he comes, Darling." The man had asked the blonde to dance, and the blonde had accepted without any apparent hesitation. Later, Stephen had watched as the guy pulled her close with his hands covering her ass. Before the first song ended, his hands under her skirt on her panties... or inside them ... Stephen couldn't tell which. He remembered how he had glanced at the woman's husband to see how he was taking the sight of his wife being openly fondled on the dance floor. The man had had his hand wrapped around his erection squeezing and slowly stroking it as he watched his wife. Over the next thirty minutes, the blonde had danced with two other men. The third guy was a virile-looking, bald-headed stud in his early 20s. He had wasted no time getting his hands under the woman's skirt once he had her on the dance floor. And this time, Stephen didn't have to guess whether his hands were on or inside the blonde's panties. He could see her panties bunched around her upper thighs as the guy's hands roamed over her naked ass and between her thighs. Before the song ended, he was leading her off the dance and out the side door that led to the parking lot. For almost a half hour, her husband had sat alone at the table waiting for his wife to return. When she did come back, she was alone. As soon as she had sat down, Stephen heard her husband ask, "Well? What happened?" "He fucked me," the blonde responded casually. "Where?" "In the back seat of his SUV." "Once?" "No. Twice. Once in my cunt... the second time in my ass." "Did he cum inside you both times?" "Um-huh... two big loads, Darling." "Ohhh fuck... That's so hot." "That's not all, Honey." "What else... tell me... please." "He kept my panties for a souvenir." "That's hot," her husband hissed as he squeezed his cock even harder. "Very hot, Darling... particularly considering the fact that my legs are open and the crew-cut guy at the table across from us is looking right at my well-fucked cunt right now." "Oh god... do you think he'll come over?" "Well, he's squeezing his cock and I'm licking my lips... so I think so." A minute later, crew-cut had come over and invited the blonde to dance. Once more Stephen watched as the man's wife was led out the side door... this time without even bothering to stop at the dance floor. As Stephen recalled all this, he knew that he had to be at The Meeting Spot exactly at 9 PM. Angela would give him a fair chance, but if he was late, he was pretty certain that she would already be getting screwed by the time he arrived. -------------------------------------------- When Stephen entered The Meeting Spot a few seconds after 9 PM, he saw Angela seated on the bar. She had her legs crossed high on her thighs exposing her legs almost up to her panties. She was flanked by two men, one younger and one older than his wife. Stephen could see their eyes moving back and forth over his wife's exposed thighs and then upward to her breasts, half of which were on display by the plunging bodice of her dress. Angela was chatting with both of them. Stephen took a seat at the end of the bar and watched as the men chatted with his wife. Occasionally, one of them would lean over and whisper something in Angela's ear. This was always followed by the deep-throated laugh he had heard his wife make many times when she was excited and hot. They seemed to be taking turns whispering to his wife as their hands rested on one of her knees or moved upward to brush over her breasts. When this happened, she would always push their hands away, but only after a little delay to allow them to enjoy feeling her. Finally, the older guy, who seemed to be the more aggressive of the two, pulled his wife out onto the dance floor. She put up only token resistance. Over the next 15 minutes, every thing seemed like deja vu to Stephen. It was almost like a replay of what he had seen when he had watched the blonde on the dance floor being fondled and stroked by each of the three men the previous time he had been at The Meeting Spot. The man's hands now covered Angela's ass. As they moved slowly and sensuously to the music, the hands moved continuously over the contours of her lush buttocks. Slowly, inch by inch, her dress rose up her thighs. He could see his wife's mound grinding against what he knew had to be a rock-solid erection. Stephen's cock throbbed and rose to an equally hard erection when he saw his wife's ass come into view. At first, he thought Angela hadn't worn any panties under her dress because all he could see as her dress rose higher and higher was the lush swell of her ass cheeks. In less than a minute, the guy had his wife's dress up around her waist. Once Angela's dress was bunched around her waist, the pair essentially stopped dancing and just moved their bodies erotically against one another. Male fingers were now between his wife's buttocks... spreading them... and then Stephen could see the red crotch band of his wife's thong that was slotted deep inside the crack of her ass and her sex trench. "OOHH! AAHHH!" Stephen heard his wife suddenly gasp. Looking through the space between their bodies, he could see the guy's hand under Angela's panties rubbing her clit and finger fucking her at the same time. Even though her excited, throbbing pussy was causing her to thrust against the probing hand, she was pushing him away with her hands at the same time. "Relax, Angela," Stephen heard the man urge. "NO. NO! I can't do this here in public. Stop. I mean it. STOP!" For a moment, Stephen thought he was going to be forced to intervene physically... probably causing a fist fight, but just before he could rise from his chair, the guy backed off. "I'm sorry... really. I thought you wanted it. Later then. Outside. Ok?" he said as he pulled his hand out of Angela's panties. "Maybe. I haven't made up my mind who I want yet. Stick around... you may be lucky," she replied. Even though she had made the guy remove his hands from her inside her panties, Angela made no move to pull her dress down. At least 15 men continued to check out her exposed ass. Once more, his wife resumed her position on the bar. Stephen wasted no time in moving in. As soon as Angela saw her husband, she grinned and spread her legs so Stephen and any other man who looked her way could see her panty-covered cunt. "Hi, Honey? See anything that interests you?" she hissed at him. "Oh yes. A lot!" Stephen didn't bother asking her if she wanted to dance. He just pulled her off the bar and moved onto the dance floor. Like the man he had watched stripping the blonde the first time he had gone to The Meeting Spot, Stephen didn't bother even pretending to dance with Angela. He simply reached behind her and unzipped her dress in one smooth motion. Pulling it from her shoulders, he tugged it over her big tits and let it drop to the floor where it formed a red pile of material around her feet. "Oooohhhh god! What are you doing?" his wife gasped even though she knew very well what her husband intended to do. The dress was no sooner on the floor than his fingers had expertly slipped open the hook-and-eye fastener to her bra. Using both hands, he pulled the bra off her shoulders. Both of her tits bounced slightly as they swung free of the bra. Her nipples were even harder than Stephen expected them to be. With her tits exposed, Angela's hands rose automatically to cover her nipples. "Take your hands away, Baby. You've been teasing every man here all evening. Now we all want to see those big tits of yours. Take your hands away!" Angela's pussy was gushing. Her secretions completely soaked her panties as she lowered her hands and pulled her shoulders back to thrust her tits outward for inspection. "OOooohhhh Stephen, I'm about to cum," she hissed in her husband's ear. "Now the cunt!" Stephen ordered. "What? I don't understand," his wife moaned. "Your cunt! Lose those panties and show your cunt. Everyone here wants to see it. Show it!" Hooking her thumbs inside the waistband of her panties, Angela tugged the flimsy, sodden garment over her hips and ass and pushed it down her thighs. As soon as her cunt came into view, men all around the room whistled. One man yelled, "I knew she'd be shaved! Look at her pussy throb!" When Stephen knelt down and pulled his wife's panties over her heels, her vagina contracted and squirted right before his eyes. She had to hold on to his shoulders for support as her body shuddered repeatedly in the throes of her orgasm. There was no way she could suppress her wail of pleasure. "OOHHHH FUCK! AAAHHHHHHH! I'M CUMMINGGGGGG!" At almost the same instant, several men around the room echoed her cry. "LOOK AT THAT. SHE'S CUMMING... SHE'S FUCKING CUMMING RIGHT NOW!!" "Hold your cunt open, Angela, so the men can see you throb," Stephen ordered. As soon as Angela's fingers pried open her pussy lips exposing her clitoris, clit ring, and throbbing hole, another hard climax shook her body. "aahh! AAhh! AAHHH! AAAHHHH! UUNNGGHH!!" "She's got a clit ring!" some man screamed. Another guy added, "Yeah and look it jerking. The hot bitch is cumming again!" Picking up her clothes from the floor, Stephen led his nearly naked wife to the side door and into the parking lot. "You'd better get us out of here fast, Honey, or all those guys are going to gang bang your wife," she groaned excitedly. His hand moved quickly as he whacked his wife hard on her naked ass. She hissed with a mixture of pain, pleasure, and sexual heat. He spanked her twice more and she began to gasp, "Fuck Me. Fuck Me! FUCK ME!" over and over. Stephen pushed her into the front seat of the car and sped from the parking lot as a stream of men erupted from the side door of The Meeting Spot. ---------------------------------------- Throughout the entire drive home, Angela had one heel planted on the front seat, the other up on the dash board as she masturbated furiously. Again and again, her fingers plunged into her erupting pussy and rubbed her bursting clitoris. Before reaching their driveway, she had cum several times. Even so, she was still masturbating when Stephen killed the engine. Rushing around to the passenger side, he flung open the door and dragged his protesting wife out of the car. "For god sakes... I'm naked! Park inside the garage," she screamed. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Three sharp swats of his hand descended on Angela's ass before she stopped screaming and followed her husband into their house, her big tits bouncing the entire way. Once inside, they didn't even make it to the bedroom before Stephen had her on her knees on the couch, bent over the arm with her naked ass up in the air. It only took him a moment to strip. A moment later, he rammed his raging cock up her waiting cunt. "GGGHHHAAAAAAAA.... OOHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" They both screamed as the thick cock surged up her vagina and slammed into her cervix. Stephen fucked her like a hot whore, and Angela moaned with pleasure, cumming twice before her wildly excited husband pumped the first huge cum load into her hot hole. If Stephen's cock softened at all, it was so little that neither he nor Angela could tell it. Lying on his back on the couch, he yelled, "MOUNT IT, YOU HOT SLUT! NOW!" Angela was giggling with hot female pleasure as she adjusted the big sex spike at her opening and rammed her hips down. Once more, they both groaned with the hot sensation of cock entering cunt. As her vagina slid up and down the throbbing shaft, they were both growling at each other ... then their growls turned to sighs and moans as their lips crushed together. Angela came first, but Stephen was right behind her. Once more, he filled her pussy with hot cream. Angela hissed with passion with each injection of semen and sperm. She was still moaning when he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Throwing back the bed covers, he moved behind his wife, pulled her right leg high in the air, and nailed his erection into her cum-filled hole. Fucking her steadily, Stephen made his wife erupt in two more orgasms before putting his third load into her cunt. They lay coupled together in the same position for some time. At first, Stephen's cock had become flaccid, but with his wife's vaginal muscles continuously milking him and her hips thrusting back and forth, he slowly regained his erection. "Oh fuck! You are one amazing stud, Honey. You're hard again! I can't believe it. You're going to fuck your slutty wife again, aren't you?" she groaned. The slow thrusts of the rigid male shaft inside her vagina had her gasping. "Fuck me faster, Darling. Make me cum again," she begged. "Soon... soon, Honey. I loved that game tonight. In fact, I love every thing you've been doing ever since you asked me what I would really like to see happen. Now, I think it's your turn." "What do you mean?" "I mean the same thing you meant. What would you like to have happen that hasn't happened ... that I haven't been doing... that would make our sex lives even better for you?" "Mmmmmm... keep fucking me like this, Darling, while I think about it." For five minutes, Stephen continued to deliver slow, erotic cock thrusts deep into his wife's pulsing hole. Her ass moved sensuously each time he pumped her. Finally, she said, "Promise you won't get angry if I tell you?" "You didn't get angry when I told you what I wanted. I won't either. What do you want?" "I want us to fuck other partners... you in other women's cunts and other men's cocks up my cunt. And I want us to do it openly and share... no jealously... just hot, erotic sexual fun. There! I've said it! Are you furious? Angry? Disappointed? Fearful?" "No, No, No, and No to your four questions. But what I am is hot!" Stephen increased the speed of his strokes until he was ramming his wife's pussy so hard she was grunting each time her body was jarred forward by the jack hammering cock fucking her cunt. This time, they both came together. =================================== Visit to a Swing Club: After another week of near constant sex, Stephen suggested that they go to a swing club. "You want to see other men fucking me?" Angela had asked, a little surprised and a lot excited. "Hitting on you... feeling you up. Getting your tits out... and fucking you... whatever. But we can go to the club without actually fucking any of the other men or women there. I discussed this with the management, and they say that's pretty standard the first time or so a couple comes to the club. And thinking about it, it would probably be best if we agreed not to have actual sex with anyone on our first visit. Does the whole idea turn you off? Disgust you?" Angela smiled, then she giggled, finally, she ended up laughing. When she regained some control, she said, "Hardly, Honey. Why would you think that showing off, getting men hard and hot, having who knows how many men fucking me would disgust me? Or for that matter, any woman? And as for your idea of agreeing not to have actual sex with anyone on our first visit, that's probably a good idea. Let's do it that way. When do we go?" "I thought this Saturday night. I made reservations for us... just in case you liked the idea." "I'm sure I'll enjoy the evening, Darling. At least, I will if you behave." "Behave? What's that mean?" "That means you tell me in advance that you're cool with the whole idea. That you aren't going to have a jealous fit when some guy feels your wife's tits or her ass. Or gets me off in a corner of the dance floor or somewhere and slips his hand up my skirt. Are you cool with that thought? Are you going to stay cool while we're there and after we leave?" "Well, I don't know about "cool", but I'm certainly going to be excited if any of those things happen. I'm also going to be hot and hard as steel." "With all those horny men in a swing club, Dear, I think you can be certain that all of those things will happen. Maybe even more." "Oh fuck! I'm already getting hard just thinking about it. What about you? Are you cool? Are you going to throw a jealous fit and pout... make me sleep on the couch... if you see me with my hand under some woman's skirt?" "My guess is that I'll be too busy to even notice, Honey, but if I do, I may be a little jealous that it's not my pussy you're feeling, but mostly, I'll just be hot and wet. Don't worry. I'm cool too." ------------------------- Stephen got very little work done on Friday. All he could think about was what might happen... what was going to happen... on Saturday night. He had a raging hard-on most of the day. After lunch, his secretary came into his office to deliver the mail. Stephen had been gazing out his office window imagining all the erotic things that might happen at the club on Saturday and was sporting a monster erection. His pants were tented by his iron-hard cock. When Sera saw it, she stopped dead in her tracks and stared. "WOW! What brought that on, Stephen?" she blurted. Then, realizing what she had just said to her boss, she turned five shades of red with embarrassment. Sera's obvious excitement killed any embarrassment Stephen might have momentarily felt. If anything, his dick got even harder as his pants extended another half inch outward. Sera was mesmerized. She couldn't tear her eyes away. "My god! It's getting even bigger. Ooooohhh... mmmmmmmm." "The same thing that always gets men hard, Sera. Women," Stephen replied. Her eyes stayed locked onto the huge bulge. Involuntarily, Sera quickly licked her lips. "Any woman in particular?" she said in an excited whisper. "Yes. The one I'm looking at," Stephen lied smoothly. Remembering that Angela had said she would like for both of them to sometimes have sex with other persons, Stephen was already thinking about getting into Sera's cunt and wondering how tight it would be. "OH!" Sera gasped, now flustered. "I didn't realize. But you know that I'm married." "So? That makes you even hotter." "OH god! It looks big." "Seven inches ... maybe a little more. Very thick." "OH god... my husband's only five." "So? Women always say size doesn't matter." "But it looks so hard... so hot." "Do you want to see it?" "I've never... I've... " "Yes?" "I've never cheated before." "Go lock the door." "Oohhhh... yesss!" --------------------------------- "Ooohhhh ... aaahhhh... I'm cumming... ooohhh fuckkkk... I'm cumming again... uuunnnnnn.... aaahhhhhh ooohhh I'm cumming," she hissed in hot passion as she struggled to keep her voice down lest everyone in the firm realize that she was having sex with her boss. Stephen continued to slash his tongue over Sera's erupting clitoris. With each pass, the auburn-haired woman hissed with pleasure. Her cuntal secretions were bubbling out of her spasming vagina with each stroke of the tongue. "Ooohh god, Stephen. Stop. Please stop. I need you inside me. Please. Put your cock in me," she pleaded even as her cunt went into another series of hard contractions causing her body to arch a foot off the couch. Stephen pulled his face from between Sera's thighs and rose up over her. As his hips moved into her sex saddle, her thighs rose and spread on either side of his hips elevating her pussy into perfect position. He was hard... iron-hard... with precum dripping from the tip of his cock. His cock jerked and throbbed when Sera wrapped her hand around his shaft and guided the big head to her opening. When it pressed into her sex trench, she groaned, "Ooohhhh yesss! Right there! Right there, Honey! Push it innnnnnnnnn!" she husked. "Are you sure?" "Ooohhhh yes! I've been waiting for months for you to make a move on me. I didn't think you found me attractive. Please... don't make me wait any longer. Fuck me, Lover. Right now. Stick that thick shaft up my pussy... HURRY!" Sera was so wet and open that all seven inches of cock sank into her on the first stroke. She moaned with the intense pleasure of feeling her vagina being stretched by a thick male shaft and then feeling the head thud into her cervix, which her husband couldn't reach. Her legs arched high in the air, toes pointed. When Stephen began fucking her, her big tits bounced in time to his strokes. Her mouth stretched open with hot pleasure. After five strokes, Sera was cumming again. ------------------------------ It was Saturday evening... finally, and Stephen waited impatiently for his wife to make her appearance in their den so they could be on their way to The Red Velvet swing club. When she finally did appear, Stephen forgot all about being angry with all the time she had taken. Angela stood in front of her husband, her legs spread slightly in a provocative pose. "Well? Do I look hot enough? Or should I put on something even more revealing, Honey?" "Oh shit! You look awesome!" Angela beamed with pleasure at her husband's response to her outfit. In fact, it looked so slutty, she had almost decided against wearing it, but now that she saw the reaction it produced from Stephen, she was delighted that she had. Wickedly, she realized that if the dress produced that kind of response from her husband who had fucked her a thousand or more times, it was going to drive the other men half crazy. She felt her body shudder at the hot thought. "What are wearing under that tiny dress?" Stephen asked. "Not much, Honey." "Let's see," her husband gasped, his cock already hard. "No way, Baby. You'll have to wait ... just like the other men at the club." It was only a short drive to "The Red Velvet". When Stephen pulled their car into the circular drive and stopped before the front entrance, a valet appeared as if by magic at the passenger side door and opened it for Angela. She smiled at the young man, who appeared to be about 20 or so, and swung her leg out to emerge from the car. Angela spread her legs much more than necessary causing the young man to grin broadly as he stared at Angela's exposed panties from no more than three feet away. She held the pose for him, and much to her surprise, he didn't look away. In fact, it was just the opposite. He moved even closer ... to within two feet of her exposed crotch. "Gorgeous," he whispered to her. "Thank you. Will I see you inside later?" "I hope so!" "Mmmmm... I'll look for you." When Stephen came around the car to take her hand, Angela continued to keep her legs open until her husband was actually helping her from the car. "Damn! We're not even inside the club yet, and you've already got me hard. You had your legs wide open for that guy!" "MMMmmmm... I did, didn't I. He seemed to like it." "I'll bet he did. Did he say anything?" "He moved even closer to get a better view. He was trying to see my cunt through my panties." "You're kidding me?" "No. He told me my pussy looked 'gorgeous'. I think he wants to fuck me "Oh Damn! Come on before you make me cum in my pants." Angela grinned. "Really? I'd love to make my sexy husband shoot off in his pants. Wow!" "Well, just keep it up. I'm getting close already." As soon as Stephen opened the door to enter the club, they were met by Clint and Helen Channing, the club managers. "Hi," Clint said. We were both hoping that the two of you would come tonight. We love having new members. And this must be your beautiful wife, Angela." When Angela extended her hand, Clint ignored it. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the lips, not hard, but full on the lips. "You're even more beautiful than Stephen said, and the photo he provided doesn't even begin to do you justice. Come on inside and we'll show you around." As they entered, Helen Channing also hugged and kissed Angela, but unlike Clint, she kissed her on the cheek. Turning to Stephen, she said, "Well, aren't you going to give me a hello kiss like Clint gave your wife?" Stephen didn't have to be asked twice. Taking the sensuous looking blonde in his arms, he pulled her tightly against his body and gave her an open mouth kiss that Helen returned eagerly. It was significantly deeper and longer than the one Clint had given Angela. When they finally moved apart, Angela looked at Clint and said, "Now, I'm jealous. You didn't kiss me like that," she said in a mock pout. "That's easily remedied, Angela," Clint responded once more taking her in his arms. This time the kiss was much harder and deeper. Angela responded by opening her mouth to receive Clint's tongue. In moments, Clint's tongue was dueling with hers. The kiss lasted almost a full minute during which Angela felt Clint's hands exploring the contours of her ass. When he moved away, his hands rose to her breasts, cupped them, and while holding them, he planted a moist, brief kiss on the top of each globe. Stephen's cock was hard... very hard when they moved apart. "Shall we give them a tour, Clint?" Helen asked. When her husband nodded, she added, "You show Angela the club, and I'll do the honors for Stephen. Stephen and I will start at the spa... you and Angela start at the lounge. We'll see you later... probably in the lounge area." Without waiting for any mutual agreement, Helen took Stephen's arm and led him away down through a side door toward the spa area. At first, Stephen was uncomfortable at finding himself so quickly separated from his wife as he had planned to stay by her side throughout the entire evening. However, when he felt the blonde's large breasts pressing into his arm, his anxiety was rapidly replaced with desire. "This is spa, hot tub, and sauna area, Stephen. As you can see, swim suits are optional, but most of our members and guests don't bother with them." All around the area, Stephen saw nude and partially dressed women. Every woman had her breasts exposed. Most were naked save for their heels. Four men and two women shared the whirlpool bath, and it was obvious that each woman was being caressed and stroked by two of the men. The motion of the women's arms made it clear that all four men were being jacked off by the two women beneath the swirling waters. "Make you hard?" Helen asked. "Very!" "Good. You're supposed to get hard." Helen reached over and closed her hand around his erection. "MMMmmmm... nice... thick... and really hard." "Everyone's playing around, but I don't see anyone actually having sex." "It's still early, Honey. In an hour or so, that will all change." "I see. Well, it doesn't really matter for Angela and I. We've agreed that we'll flirt, play around some, but not actually have full sex with anyone tonight as this is our first time. Maybe at a future visit, but not tonight." Helen smiled and then laughed softly. "Did I say something funny?" Stephen asked. "In a way, you did even though it wasn't intentional. And please don't be offended." "Well, what was so funny?" "Just how naive most husbands are about their wives. All of you are about the same in that respect." "I'm afraid you've lost me. Why do you think I'm naive? And that most husbands are?" "If I tell you, do you promise not to tell Clint or your wife? And I mean really promise... seriously." "Ok. You have my word." "Clint and I have been managing "The Red Velvet" for three years now. You can imagine how many new couples we've welcomed on their first visit here. I don't actually know the number myself, but it's very large." "So?" "So... at least 90% of those first-time couples come here having decided that they will not have sex with anyone on their first visit. They've all agreed to just flirt... dance a little. The women intend to tease and show off their bodies. That sort thing. Just like you and Angela." "Ok. And?" "And at least 80% of the wives of the first-time couples get very thoroughly fucked on their first visit. And most of them get it on with several different men before they leave. So don't be surprised if Angela ends up being royally fucked before the evening is over. "To be honest, I would find that surprising... very much so," Stephen replied. "Don't be. It's not that the wives are sluts... it's just the fact that the men are very aggressive and very talented at seducing women. That plus they fact that several men will descend on first-time wives and all work on her at the same time. It's pretty hard for a woman not to become intensely excited when she has three men and six hands working on her at the same time." "But what if the wives say no? What if they refuse to play?" Again Helen laughed, and again Stephen asked her what was so amusing. "Stephen," she replied, "women always say no. 100% of the wives say no just like Angela will. The men here just politely ignore their protests and continue to stroke and excite them. When a woman pushes one pair of hands off of her tits, two more hands take their place. Very few of the wives can hold out for more than an hour... most are in a frenzy of sexual heat after just thirty minutes or so." "If that's so, how do 15% or 20% of the wives escape... so to speak?" "The few that don't end up being laid usually leave very quickly once the men begin to fondle them. You saw how your wife responded when my husband kissed her, stroked her ass, cupped her tits, and then kissed them. Do you think she'll leave? If she doesn't, she's probably going to be fucked. Come on... let's see the rest of the club." -------------------------------------------------- Clint showed Angela the lounge where several women were each being openly fondled by two or three men. Two of the women were putting up some resistance but as soon as they removed one guy's hands from their thighs, another man would slide his hands beneath their skirts even higher than the first man had been. The first man would hesitate only moments before returning his hands to the woman's breasts. As Angela watched the erotic seductions in progress, Clint was behind her pressing his erection into the crease of her ass. At first, she moved away, but Clint just followed and pressed against her even harder than before. At the same time, his arms were around her... his hands moving in slow, sensuous circles over her belly. One of the women who had been putting up some resistance was now being caressed by a third man who had moved up behind her as she squirmed on the couch between the other two men. Her skirt was slowly moving higher and higher on her thighs, both of which were being caressed by a male hand. A third hand was rubbing her mound through the material of her skirt. A fourth cupped her right breast and stroked its nipple. The man behind her was leaning over sensuously licking and kissing the nape of her neck as he used one hand to open the buttons of her blouse and the second to massage and caress her left breast. "Who is she?" Angela whispered to Clint who was now working one hand over her tits and the second over her pussy mound while his cock continued to thrust gently against her ass. "Her name's Marlene. She's new to the club... just like you." "Those men... they're going to fuck her, aren't they?" "Only if she wants them to." Just then the man behind Marlene leaned over and whispered something in her ear. She shook her head. The hands moved more insistently... more sensuously... over her body. The crotch of her panties were now in view, and all the buttons of her blouse were open. Again, the man whispered in her ear. Marlene's mouth opened, and Angela heard her moan. Slowly, her hips lifted off the couch an inch or two. The man whispered to her again. Her hips rose higher in response. Hands moved beneath her skirt and began pulling her panties over her ass and down her legs. At the same time, the man behind her pulled one of her breasts free of her bra. "Ooohhhh god," Angela hissed excitedly as she felt her dress rising higher on her thighs and Clint's hand moving over her panty-covered cunt. His hard cock probed and thrust directly against her ass crease that was now covered only by her panties. When Marlene's second breast was removed from her bra, Angela first breast came out of the bodice of her dress. Marlene's moans were becoming louder and more frequent as lips closed over and sucked both of her nipples. The two men seated on the couch had spread her so that each man had possession of one of legs. Two hands and their fingers worked on and inside of her pussy. Marlene's hips, which had fallen back to the seat of the couch after her panties had been removed, were now arched high in the air and thrusting against the hands pleasuring her pussy. The man behind her now cupped and caressed both of her tits while the other two continued to suck their throbbing tips. "They're going to fuck her!" Angela gasped as two of Clint's fingers slipped beneath her panties and into her cunt. "Of course. Watch." With her ass elevated, the two men easily removed Marlene's skirt. A moment later, her blouse and bra joined her skirt on the floor beside the couch. Now, six hands and three mouths were pleasuring the writhing blonde. There was no semblance of any resistance from Marlene when the three men spread her out of the couch. One man moved to her head while a second lifted and spread the blonde wife's legs. At almost the same time, cocks entered her mouth and cunt and began furiously fucking the gyrating, moaning woman. Angela's hips were now thrusting against Clint's hand as he worked her engorged clitoris. When she saw two men watching Clint finger fucking her, her excitement soared. Angela and Marlene came at the same time as the cock inside Marlene's cunt emptied itself into her throbbing hole. "Mmmmm... you came hard, Angela. I love to feel a woman's cunt contracting around my fingers when she cums. The only thing better is feel it contracting around my cock." "Ooohh... Ooohhh... Ooohhh... god... I'm still throbbing," she moaned. "I think the guy in Marlene's pussy just came too." "He did. See all the white froth on his dick and smeared over the lips of her pussy." Clint fingers continued to strum over Angela's erect and now very sensitive clitoris. "UUMM! UUMMM! UUMMM!" Stephen's wife moaned as her hips once more began to move. "They guy in Marlene's mouth is about to cum. Watch!" Angela nodded and moaned when Clint pushed a third finger into her vagina. "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" she groaned. Then she gasped, "OOOHH god! LOOK! He's shooting all over her face!" Clint began rubbing Angela's clitoris hard and fast as the load spewed all over Marlene's face covering it with semen that dripped in long ropes from her chin onto her the upper slopes of her tits. When she was on the verge of another orgasm, he stopped, removed his fingers, and led the trembling woman toward the exit of the lounge. Just before they reached the door, they passed another red couch where two men were double fucking a younger blonde. She was mounted reverse cowgirl on one guy who was plowing her asshole with deep hard strokes while the second man was between the woman's wide open legs pumping his dick in and out of her cunt. Clint stopped to let Angela watch the woman cum. He could feel her body shuddering right along with the blonde being double fucked on the couch. Turning to him, Angela moaned, "Are you going to fuck me?" Clint just led her out of the lounge without answering. ------------------------------------------------------------- As soon as Helen escorted Stephen back into the bar area about an hour after starting the tour of the club, they both saw Angela seated at the bar. She was straddling the bar stool with her heels on either side, her legs wide open. Some guy or guys had previously pulled her dress all the way up to her waist so that her ass hung over the stool, fully exposed except for the crotch of her panties which were sunk deep inside her ass crack. As they watched, two men moved up on either side of Angela and began chatting with her. In less than a minute, each man had one of his hands caressing the hot brunette's naked ass. "I think you were right, Helen. It looks to me like my wife may very well be fucked before we leave," Stephen remarked to Helen as he watched the men stroking his wife's ass. Once more, Helen chuckled at Stephen's comment. "You're not very observant, Stephen. But don't feel bad. Most men aren't." "What are you talking about?" "If you look closely at your wife's crotch... just to the side of her thong... you'll see flecks of semen. Your sexy wife's already been fucked at least once." Stephen focused his eyes right at the point Angela's thong disappeared under the bar stool. The white flecks were obvious. Someone had fucked her! "I wonder which of those two guys banged her?" he said. "Neither one. If they had already screwed your wife, they'd be off looking for fresh pussy to fuck. I'm sure my randy husband did the honors, Honey. He loves to be the first to bang new wives who visit the club. I'm sure he nailed your wife while he was showing her the club. Which leads me to ask if you intend to fuck me?" "I want to, of course, but I agreed... in fact, I suggested to Angela that we not have sex with anyone on this first visit." "Your darling wife couldn't hold out... obviously. Why should you? In fact, she'll feel much better if you screw some of the women here." Before Stephen could respond to Helen's invitation, a third man moved close to Angela. He reached around her body and cupped her big tits as he pressed his erection against her ass. The other two men deferentially moved aside. "Who's that guy? He seems to be sort of in-charge," Stephen asked Helen. "That's Kent... the club's pro stud. See how the other two guys moved aside to give him operating room." "Why? Does he own the club or something?" "No. But he's got a 10-inch, very, very thick cock that's been in every female member of the club ... most of them several times. I think you can be certain that Kent intends to put another notch on his sex gun with your wife, Stephen." As the two of them watched, Kent leaned closer and said something to Angela. She turned to face Kent and dutifully bent over letting her big tits dangle in front of his face. Pulling Angela to her feet, Kent kissed her hard while squeezing one of her breasts. Breaking the kiss, he whispered in Angela's ear. Immediately, she moved back and pulled both of her tits out of her dress. They looked much more erotic and sensuous ... much more obscene... sticking out of the bodice of her dress than would have been the case if she had been naked from the waist up. Kent's hand moved quickly to recapture one of her tits as he kissed Stephen's wife again. This time, when Kent removed his lips from Angela's, he took her by the arm and led her out of the bar. "Where's he taking her?" Stephen asked. "Some place where there's a couch or a bed so he can fuck her." "Can we watch? Is it permitted?" "There are no locked doors at "The Red Velvet", Honey. The regular members here love to watch Kent giving it to a first-time wife. There will probably be several men and some women watching him fuck your wife. Let's follow them. We can watch Kent bang Angela while you fuck me." As Helen and Stephen followed as discreet distance behind, Kent led Angela toward the rear of the club to one of the smaller lounges. Helen grinned and said, "I should have known he'd bring her here." "Why's that?" "This room is called the "New Wives Lounge". Club members often bring new wives here to fuck them for the first time. The room's all the way at the back of the club where the woman's husband can't find her. By the time the husband sees his wife again, she's usually been fucked several times. Let's give Kent a little time to get started. Then, we can slip in the door and use one of the other couches . When they did slip into the lounge ten minutes later, Kent had Angela on her back with her dress up around her waist and her tits still out. He had also removed her heels, which surprised Stephen since he loved to fuck his wife with her still wearing her heels in bed. Four men were fondling two women on two of the other couches in the room as they watched Kent working on Stephen's wife. Kent stood beside the couch holding her leg up by her foot. He was sucking and licking her toes occasionally moving downward to lick and kiss her calf. Obviously, Angela loved the erotic sensation of having her toes licked and sucked. Her mouth was wide open in a deep moan, and her fingers strummed the wet slit of her cunt through her sodden panties. "Stop rubbing your pussy and stroke my dick with your feet, Angela," Kent ordered as he dropped his pants to the floor. Stephen's cock got iron hard when he saw his wife lie back on the couch, lift her bare feet, and wrap them around Kent's turgid organ. He was every bit as big as Helen had suggested. It was at least 10-inches in length and very thick. The sight of his wife jacking off that huge cock with her feet almost made him shoot off in his pants. "Oh shit! That's so fucking hot!" Stephen groaned. "Take my tits out play with them, Honey. Let's not let Kent and your slutty wife have all the fun," Helen moaned. Stephen was far past the point of resisting. In just seconds, he had Helen's huge boobs out of her dress and bra. He cupped them from behind as the two of them and the two threesomes watched his wife jacking Kent off with her feet. Helen was beginning to moan when they both heard Kent order Angela to suck his cock. Everyone watched as Stephen's wife got off the couch, knelt in front of Kent, and took his huge dick into her mouth. Her grunts and moans filled the room as she sucked the throbbing phallus. "Your turn, Helen. Suck my cock!" Stephen ordered. "Mmmmmm... love to! Why did you wait to so long to tell me to suck it? When you get hard at The Red Velvet, Darling. Don't waste it. Tell a woman to suck or to spread her legs." Helen quickly got Stephen's thick dong out and, kneeling in front of him as Angela was doing with Kent, she slipped her lips down the thick shaft. At that moment, all four women in the lounge had cocks in their mouths. Kent withdrew his cock before shooting off inside Angela's mouth. Lifting her in his arms as if she weighed no more than a child, he set her butt on a table and began kissing and rubbing her clit until she was thrusting her pelvis high in the air and hissing in hot passion. "OOOHHH DO IT TO MEEEEEEEEEE, KENT! I'M CUMMINIGGGGGG!" As if that were the signal, Kent moved in front of Angela and pulled off her panties. "Spread wide!" he ordered. Angela jerked her legs up and back and waited on the table with her legs gaping, her cunt and asshole completely exposed and waiting. "Do you want me to suck your clit, Angela?" Kent teased. Angela didn't care. She was going crazy. She needed tongue on her clit and cock up her cunt. "Please... suck meeeeeeeeeee," she wailed as her naked ass humped and thrust in invitation. Stephen's wife thrust her ass upward and whined as Kent knelt and moved his head between her thighs. When he was a few inches away from the gushing cunt hole, he stopped and blew hot air onto her excited, throbbing hole. Her vagina quivered in eager anticipation. Her contractions forced some of Clint's semen out of her hole. The tongue tip drove into the open hole and slid upward over the erect clitoris causing loud female wails to fill the room. Kent sucked hard on her clit making it swell and throb inside his mouth. Thrusting two fingers into her cunt and another into her asshole, he worked her G-spot while licking the pulsing shaft up and down its length. Stephen heard his wife grunting and moaning over and over as the tongue forced her clitoris into spastic contractions. "Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh." After making Stephen's wife cum twice on his tongue, Kent stood up and moved into her sex saddle to fuck the howling woman. Angela knew exactly what was coming and couldn't wait. She began to beg: "Please... PLEASE! Put your cock in me, Kent. FUCK ME! I can't wait any longer. I promised my husband I wouldn't let anyone fuck me tonight, but I've just got to have it. I can't wait to have your huge cock inside me." Kent fitted the big cock head into waiting hole. He pushed half of the head into her cunt causing Angela to arch her hips and beg him to put the rest of his dick into her. Holding her hips in place, Kent thrust forward and buried eight inches of his 10-inch phallus up Stephen's wife. Her legs flew up and back. Her head arched back as a banshee wail split the air of the room. She was cumming as soon as the cock head thudded into her cervix. On the other side of the room, Stephen had Helen bent over the couch with her dress up around her hips and her panties off. Her big tits were swinging back and forth as he fucked her. The loud sound of cocks slamming into hot, wet vaginas filled the room. Both women moaned with the intensity of the sensations surging through their pussies... both grunted like hot whores when the cocks pounded into the end of their sex holes. Both began to cum when they felt the men ejaculating inside their overheated vaginas. The other two women were now pleading with the men for someone to put a cock into their cunts. -------------------------------------------------------- Kent had fucked Angela three times before he decided to move on to other cunts visiting the club that evening. It seemed to Stephen that his wife was having continuous orgasms on Kent's huge dick. He had screwed Helen twice and was certain that he had gotten her off at least four times. After the second fuck, Helen had excused herself to get back to her managerial duties and Stephen had left soon after that. As he was walking out the door to the lounge, he heard his wife screaming as she came again. Looking back, he saw that Kent was lying behind his wife on the couch holding her tightly against his body as he nailed his huge sex spike in and out of her stretched and thoroughly fucked cunt. ================================ Doris and Angela at the Country Club On the drive home from The Red Velvet, Angela was relaxing in the passenger seat while Stephen drove. "Well, how did you enjoy the swing club, Darling?" she asked. "I thought it was great. I had a great time. Did you?" "Oh yes! It was wonderful.... but I have a confession, Honey. I know we agreed not to have sex on this first visit, but I just couldn't hold out against all those men. They were all over me. I would push one set of hands away and another pair would take their place. They just kept it up and kept it up until I was so wet and hot I couldn't stand it any longer. After that, I was helpless." "And then what happened?" "And then I got fucked... and fucked again... and again. I'm sorry. I tried but I couldn't hold out against all those sexy studs. Are you furious?" "No. I couldn't resist all that pussy either." "How many women did you fuck, Honey?" Angela asked hoping the number was reasonably big, but not too big. "Three... Helen twice, then a woman in one of the orgy rooms. Her name was Wilma. Her husband was with her but all he did was watch. While I was there, he didn't screw any of the other women. Finally, I made it with Stacy. She's a black woman... my very first black pussy. She kept kidding me about that." "Was she good?" "Yeah. She was really wild... and she kept raving about how thick my cock is. Now... it's your turn. How many men fucked you?" "If I tell you, promise you won't get mad?" "I know you got banged a lot... so don't worry. I'm not going to be angry." "I got fucked by 7 different men, Darling. Kent had a huge... I mean huge!... 10-inch cock. He fucked me three times, and I couldn't stop cumming." "How did it all start?" "Well, Clint took me to an orgy room during our tour and like I told you, those guys just kept working on me until I couldn't resist any longer. After that, they all fucked me... five different men. Three of them screwed me twice. Then, after we left, Clint took me to his office and fucked me twice. Kent was the last guy. He picked me up in the bar area and fucked me three times like I told you." "I've got a confession too, Angela. I'm nervous about telling you, but I'm going to anyway. I've been fucking my secretary Sera once a week or so for the last two weeks." "Wow! I always wondered if you banged her. Now I know you do, and you know what this means don't you?" "You're furious? I have to sleep on the couch?" "Don't be ridiculous. Why would I want my thick-cocked husband sleeping on the couch when he could be spending the nights between my thighs. No... it just means you're one up on me, but I intend to catch up. Are you going to get mad when I do?" "No, but I will get hard and hot if you tell me about it." "Don't worry about that, Lover. You're going to hear all the hot details." ------------------------------------------------------ "Are you kidding me?" Doris Hightower asked Angela in astonishment as the two women chatted at the country club the following Monday afternoon. "Nope. Not a bit. Stephen is banging me almost everyday now... sometimes twice a day. Neither of us can get enough of each other." "How the hell did you manage that? The last time we chatted you told me that you were going crazy because he only wanted sex 3 or 4 times a month and even on those occasions, it wasn't very good." For the next half hour, Angela told Doris about the erotic sex games the two of them had been playing. When she was describing how she sometimes played a whore named "Gail" for Stephen, Doris had begun squeezing her thighs together. "You slut! You're masturbating aren't you," Angela had challenged. "Yeah... don't stop telling me about what happened when you role played as a whore for Stephen." When Angela began describing the pickup games they played and how she almost ended up being fucked by men she had never met before on several occasions, Doris pulled up her skirt and thrust her hand between her thighs. The tablecloth concealed what she was doing, but it was obvious from the motion of her arm and the expression on her face. "Go on," she husked, her hand moving faster. "All this sex play has really turned Stephen on. He's turned into something of a satyr. Two weeks ago, he started banging his married secretary, Sera. He said he's fucking once or twice a week now." "Are you angry about that?" "I thought I would be, but in fact, all I get is wet whenever I think about Sera squealing when my stud husband prongs her with that thick rod of his." "I'm about to cum," Doris groaned. "Last Saturday, Stephen and I went to a swing club, "The Red Velvet". It was wild." "Tell me... oh god... oh god....aahhhh... aaahhhh... aaahhhhh... cumming... I'm cumming, Angela... uunngghhhh.." Angela fell silent and watched. Doris' body shook several times as the climax rippled through her. When her orgasm ebbed, she hissed, "Go on... tell me about club. What happened?" "You're still fingering your pussy, aren't you? I can smell your cunt, Doris." "I can't help it. You've got me so damn hot. Go on... tell me! Please." "We were there about two hours total. Stephen fucked three different women, one of them twice." "JEZZZ!! In two hours, your husband did it four times?!" "I told you that he's turned into a satyr." "Can I fuck him?" she groaned. "Seriously?" "Yes... I know it's outrageous. It's just my pussy talking and doing the thinking." "How would you feel about a threesome with me and Stephen." "I'd love it! What did you do at the swing club?" "I got fucked by seven different men. Two of them fucked me once, four of them did me twice, and one guy, Kent, gave it to me three times." "You got screwed 13 times in two hours by 7 different men??" "Yeah. And I loved it." "OOOoooohhhhhhhh.... that did it! Cumming... I'm cumming again... aaahhhhh.... shit! UUUmmmmmm!" ---------------------------------------------- After Doris had recovered from her second finger-induced orgasm, Angela asked, "Are you exhausted now? How do you feel about setting me up for a massage. I really want to try out that guy who can get it up again and again. What was his name? Lennard, I think." "With all the sex you're getting now, you still want to make it with Lennard?" "Sure. Why not. After Stephen told me was fucking his secretary regularly, I told him he owed me one and that I was going to catch up this week. My plan is to catch up with Lennard and start letting him fuck me about as much as my sexy husband fucks Sera." "Why don't you want Mark and his big, black 9-inch cock?" "The guy who fucked me three times two days ago... Kent... he's got a 10-inch dick and I'm not ready yet for another 9-inch monster. Maybe next time or the time after that. Right now, a hard 7-inch cock that stays hard forever sounds really good to me." "Let me call and see if he's free. It's Monday, which is a slow time, so he should be available." ---------------------------------------------- Lennard showed Angela into the massage room and grinned. "Doris said you wanted to try out my... eh... my technique. I'll have to thank her for the recommendation. You look terrific!" "What do I wear?" "We can start with you wearing your thong. I'll take it off when I'm ready to do your buttocks. I'll be in the next room. Call me when you're ready." When Angela called out to Lennard that she was ready, he was pleased to find her lying on her stomach with no sheet covering her sexy ass. She had on her thong, but it was pulled so deeply into her ass crack that it covered essentially nothing. For the next 10 minutes, he rubbed oil into her legs, thighs, buttocks, and back and then kneaded all of her muscles starting at her shoulders and working downward. "Oh hell, Angela. You really look delicious, and your body is firm and solid. It's obvious that you work out. You've got great muscle tone," he said as his hand kneaded the muscles of her calves and thighs rubbing in the oil as he went. When he reached her buttocks, Lennard said, "Lift up a little, Angela, so I can pull your thong down. I'll be able to do your buttocks better that way." "You'll be able to do a lot of things better with my thong down, Honey," she grinned as she lifted her pelvis up to allow the handsome masseur to pull down her panties. Very quickly her thong was pulled below the crease of her ass. "Oh shit! Your butt looks even better than the rest of you." Angela glanced at him he worked her ass cheeks. His growing erection was obvious. As Lennard's hands worked her ass, Angela began to moan softly. When he moved downward and pushed her thighs further apart so that his hands could work on the inside of her thighs, her soft moans grew even louder. As he stroked, her legs parted even more to give him room. Lennard's cock lurched and stood straight up, tenting his tight shorts, when her cunt came into view. He moved down to the end of the table and stood at the side near Angela's feet. His hands moved upward, and Stephen's wife groaned loudly. Her groans increased in volume when his hand moved between her legs and began rubbing oil into her the lips of her pussy. "AH god! That feels fantastic, Lennard. Do me more!" she hissed in female heat. Lennard did as she asked and within a minute, he had Angela humping her hips in time to his stroking fingers. Each time he moved up the length of her sex trench, she arched her hips and grunted. Slowly her legs opened as wide as the table would permit. Her face flushed with her impending orgasm. Lennard knew the hot married woman was about to cum. His fingers moved more rapidly over her now fully erect clitoris. Her entire body shuddered hard as she came amid a series of grunts and moans. "Oh fuck... I can't believe how fast and how hard you made me cum, Lennard. Wow!" As Angela's body quivered in the aftermath of her first orgasm, he began rubbing her back and shoulders. When he finished there, he said, "Roll over onto your back, Angela. I need to do your front." "Oh yes. Do me there," she hissed as she turned onto her back and closed her eyes. She moaned again when she felt him removing her panties. The fact that he had not removed her heels was not lost on her. Obviously, Lennard was like her husband. He liked for his women to be wearing heels when he fucked them. Lennard quickly coated the front of her legs with oil and moved upward to her belly. After working on her mound and belly for several minutes, he had Angela's ass humping on the table. Moving higher to her big tits, Lennard poured a generous amount of oil over both of them. As his hands began kneading the soft flesh of her tits, his fingers roamed over her nipples... pinching and pulling them until they were hard and erect. Her ass was now thumping steadily on the table in fuck motions. As Lennard worked on her tits, Angela's ass pumped faster and higher ... her legs spreading even wider. Once more, Angela looked at Lennard's tight shorts that clearly showed his fully erect prick straining to get out. "Why don't you take off those shorts and get comfortable, Honey. Besides, I want to see that hard sex gun of yours." She was rubbing her hand up and down the length of his erection as she made the suggestion. Lennard didn't have to be asked twice. In a flash, he unzipped and pulled the shorts down. He wore nothing underneath so as soon as they were down, his engorged cock sprang out like a released tiger. It pointed nearly straight up, hard... rigid... throbbing. "Oooohhhh... it's gorgeous," Angela gushed. Her hand moved to the rigid shaft and began stroking it. "It's so fucking hard! I can just barely pull it downward. Do you always get this hard?" "With women as beautiful as you... yeah... always. And it stays hard... even after I cum." "Ohhh fuck.... that's what Doris said." Rubbing her hands over her own body to coat them with oil, she worked the foreskin of Lennard's cock up and down over the bloated, throbbing head. She pulled him closer until he was right beside the end of the table. Scooting downward, she aligned her mouth and wrapped her lips about the head. Slowly, her mouth moved further down his shaft. Lennard groaned and moved his hands back to her pussy and began finger fucking her cunt while she sucked him. Abruptly, Angela got off the massage table and said, "Let's take this to the bedroom, Honey. Which way?" When Lennard nodded toward a side door, she led him by his cock through the door into the bedroom. Sitting on the side of the bed, Angela once more swallowed his cock. In this position, deep throating him was no problem. On each thrust of her mouth down his organ, her lips squeezed around the base of his cock while the big head throbbed wildly two inches down her throat. Lennard was obviously trying to hold back his orgasm. Angela would have none of that. She thrust a lubricated finger into his ass and fucked him there as she rammed his cock all the way into her throat. Lennard came helplessly. Gush after thick gush of semen fired into her mouth and throat. Angela swallowed most of it. After his dick stopped throbbing and shooting, she pulled her mouth off his shaft, which true to his word, was still hard as iron. Angela lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide in the age-old female invitation. Lennard moved quickly between her open legs and slowly pushed every inch of cock into her cunt. The sensation of entry caused them both to moan in hot ecstasy. Angela's hand rose to her tit and squeezed as her mouth stretched wide open in a series of passionate groans in response to the steady fucking Lennard was giving her. The entire length of his cock entered her gushing cunt on every thrust. Angela spread her legs wider when Lennard began screwing her even harder. She was now moaning on every thrust. Each time Lennard drove his sex gun down into her hole, she arched her ass to receive it. Their bodies were slapping together as they fucked. In just moments, Angela exploded in another powerful orgasm. This time, Lennard did not wait for her climax to subside. Holding her firmly about the waist, he rolled onto his back bringing Angela into cowgirl fucking position. Amazingly, he executed the switch without ever letting his cock slip from her throbbing vagina. "Fuck hard on my cock, Honey," he ordered. "I'm going to cum in you again." The words enflamed Angela who began slamming her ass rapidly up and down Lennard's rigid shaft until finally, she heard him grunting in the familiar way men always do when they're about to ejaculate inside a woman. She screamed when she felt his dick unloading inside her cunt. "PUMP THE LOAD INTO ME, YOU HOT STUD!" She was close to still another orgasm, but wasn't quite there. Groaning in frustration, she tried desperately to cum before Lennard finished and lost his erection. She failed and growled the way women always do when they're denied an orgasm. "Oh Shit!" she grunted. "What's the matter? Lennard asked as the last of his sperm and semen pumped into the bottom of her sex pit. "I'm so close. Please... go down on me.. I want to cum again," she begged. "No problem, but wouldn't you prefer to cum on my hard cock, Angela?" With a shock, Angela realized that her lover was still hard... maybe not as iron hard as at the start, but still so incredibly hard most men would pay a fortune for a hard erection like Lennard still had. "Oh My God! You're still hard!!" she screamed in amazement. "I told you. We've just gotten started, Angela. Turn around. Ride me reverse cowgirl style this time. Use my cock for your pleasure, Baby. Make yourself cum hard and good!" Angela was giggling like school girl being fucked for the first time as she quickly reversed her position and thrust pussy down on the waiting hard shaft. She gurgled with pleasure when it socked hard and firmly into her quivering sex channel. Now assured that her lover could maintain his erection for as long as she wanted to use him, Angela fucked her pussy slowly up and down the pleasure-giving shaft. When she felt like she was about to cum, she would slow her fuck motions until her orgasm retreated enough that she could once again pump herself on Lennard's prick. For almost 15 minutes, she kept driving herself to the brink of an orgasm and then backing off. Finally, she knew she couldn't stand to wait any longer. Lennard realized this and asked, "Are you ready, Angela? If so, I'm going to ass fuck you like a jack hammer and make you cum so many times you won't believe it. Ready?" "OH FUCK YES! RAM IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" "AHHHH FUCK! CUMMING! HARDER! AAAHHHHH CUMMING AGAIN... UGH! UGH! UGH! OOOHHHH SHIT... CUMMING... GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEE!" Angela screamed and shrieked repeatedly as Lennard hammered his spike in and out of her tight ass. Already on the naked edge, Angela came quickly, her vagina and sphincter contracting repeatedly in hard spasms. Lennard continued to pound her forcing her to climax a second time. After her second orgasm, Angela rolled to the side off the pumping rod and lay quivering on the bed. Lennard allowed her to rest for five minutes before moving between her thighs ... this time in missionary position. When his rampant, engorged cock sank into her, she raised her legs to allow him easy, full penetration. She waited until the full length of his cock was ramming her cunt and then wrapped her legs about his waist, locked her ankles, and pulled him hard and deep into her sex saddle. She came again before he whispered that he was ready to cum. "Shoot it into me, Stud. Anytime you're ready." "I want to pull out and cream your belly, cunt, and tits. Ok?" "Anything you want, Stud. You can fuck me any time you want. Just call me and let me know when and where you want me. And you can shoot your load in me... on me... whatever you like. So... pull out and cream me, Lover! Do it now!" "CREAM ME, STUD. SHOOT THAT HOT LOAD ALL OVER MY CUNT, MY BELLY, AND MY TITS. FIRE THAT HOT SEX GUN, LOVER!" ------------------------------------------------------ That night when Stephen was between Angela's thighs fucking her steadily, she hissed, "Like my hot cunt, Lover?" "Love it," he gasped as she squeezed his dick with her powerful vaginal muscles. "I'm now even, Baby." "You fucked someone today?" he asked his cock throbbing even harder at the information. "Yeah. One of the masseurs at the country club. His name is Lennard. I'll be fucking him regularly... once a week or so... just like you're doing Sera. Is that ok?" Stephen couldn't answer his wife's question. He was cumming so hard inside her pussy that talking was out of the question. Even when his orgasm ebbed, he stayed hard and continued to fuck his hot wife. "Tell me about it," he gasped already surging toward another climax. ======================================= Story written by RLM. 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