2007-08-31

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Please be aware that this story contains ADULT content and should not be read by minors.

Secret Desires
by Chris and RLM

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Kathy's desires were darker and kinkier than her husband could handle.

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Young Kathy:

It was a Saturday morning in mid-April, and Laura Richards was busy dusting the furniture and vacuuming the carpets. Her husband Victor was out on the golf for his usual Saturday morning foursome. Their 17-year old son David had gotten up early to make it to a varsity baseball intrasquad scrimmage game. He was the starting shortstop and didn't dare miss a practice, much less a scrimmage game, if he hoped to keep his starting spot on the team. Kathy, the Richards' just-turned 15-year old daughter, was still asleep after her date the previous evening.

To the external observer, Laura seemed to enjoying her spring morning as she worked on keeping their home in its usual immaculate condition. However, the last thing on her mind was cleaning the house. In fact, she had started the cleaning just to have something else to do other than worry about Kathy.

Kathy's date the previous evening had been Greg Filbert, a very handsome young boy of 16 who was an honor student and star athlete. Laura and Victor had known his paretns, Martha and Jack Filbert, for years. If that wasn't enough, Greg had just gotten his driver's license and Jack was allowing his son to use one of the family cars when he had a date. So, he had a car to provide a place where he and Kathy could court. Laura had to smile at the thought. Of course, she was thinking of the many times she had made out with a boy in his car... lots of kissing and some touching and feeling... nothing serious but oh so much fun!

When Greg and rung their doorbell, Laura had answered it. She remembered his broad, friendly smile as he had said, "Hi, Mrs. Richards. I'm here to pick up Kathy. I asked her to go to the movies with me. I hope that's all right with you and Mr. Richards."

"Of course it's all right with us, Greg. We've known you and your parents for years. Of course, Kathy's not ready yet. It's a woman's prerogative to keep her date waiting, you know. Come on in. I just finished frosting a German chocolate cake. Would you like a piece while you wait?"

"I don't' want to put you to any trouble, Mrs. Richards. But thanks anyway."

"Nonsense. You're not going to make me eat alone are you? Mr. Richards is working late tonight and David has already left to pick up Joanne for their date. Come on in the kitchen, and I'll cut us both some cake while you wait."

"That'll be great, Mrs. Richards. Thanks."

While Laura and Greg enjoyed their cake, Laura asked, "Is this your first date with Kathy, Greg?"

"Yes-mam. It is. I've asked her several times, but she's always turned me down. This time I guess I just got lucky."

"Really? You've asked Kathy out several times, but she's turned you down?"

"Fraid so. But I don't give up all that easily," Greg said with a big smile.

"Good for you. Nevertheless, I'm surprised. You're so handsome, it's almost sinful, a star athlete on the starting varsity, an honor student, well-mannered, polite."

"Well, thank you for saying so, Mrs. Richards, but I'm not all that good. I'm just another guy trying to get a date with Kathy. She usually turns every guy down, as I'm sure you know."

Laura had had to struggle to conceal her surprise. Kathy had never mentioned anything about other boys asking her for dates and turning them down. In fact, when Laura had asked her why she never went out on dates, Kathy had told her that it was because none of the boys were interested in her. She said none of them ever asked her out on dates. At the time, Laura couldn't understand how that could be true considering how beautiful her young daughter was. She not only had very alluring facial features, but she was already putting on curves in all the right places. But, she had had no reason to doubt what her daughter had told her... that is, no reason until tonight.

"You say Kathy usually turns all the boys down when they ask her out?" Laura asked.

"Well, not every guy. She's gone out with Mark Thomas, Carl Black, and Bill Maxwell that I know about, but after one date, that seems to it... for some reason. I'm hoping that doesn't happen to me."

"Oh, I'm sure you don't have to anything to worry about, Greg. Ah, here's your date for the evening. Come on in, Kathy. Greg and I was just enjoying a piece of cake while we waited. Would you like a piece? I just put on the frosting. It's German chocolate."

"No thanks, Mom. I'm really not hungry. Hi, Greg."

Laura remembered smiling when she saw Greg staring, almost mesmerized, as he stared tongue-tied at Kathy. She could hardly blame the young man. Her daughter looked positively gorgeous and not just a little sexy.

Greg really liked the way his date for the evening looked.

Finally, Greg got himself under control and said, "Hi, Kathy. Oh Man! You look really nice! I hope you don't mind my saying that, Mrs. Richards."

"Mind? Why should I mind if young, handsome guys think my daughter is beautiful. You two have a great time, but Mr. Richards would like for Kathy to be home no later than midnight. Ok?"

"Oh sure, Mrs. Richards. No problems. Ready to go, Kathy?"

"Yeah. Let's go."

After the two young teenagers had left, Laura was disturbed for several reasons. First, of course, was the fact that Kathy had lied to her about the guys asking her out on dates. Second, was the information that she never went out on a second date. Laura wondered if that was her choice or the guys she dated or both. Finally, was her attitude. While Greg seemed positively elated to be having a date with Kathy, Kathy acted more like dating Greg was somehow a chore rather than a pleasure. None of it made any sense.

Laura had become even more concerned when Kathy came home a little after 10 PM when she had actually expected her to just barely make her midnight curfew. Actually, Laura wouldn't have been either surprised or angry is she had gone over the time limit 15 minutes or so. Instead, here she was home at 10:10 PM.

"Kathy," what's wrong?" Laura asked more than just a little concerned. "Why are you home so early?"

"No big deal, Mom. The movie started at 7:30. It was over by 9:30. We had to park several blocks from the theater, so it was 9:45 by the time we got back to Greg's car. We talked a little bit, and then Greg brought me home."

Kathy had started back to her room when Laura stopped her. "Just a moment, Kathy. I want to talk to you. Let's go into the kitchen where we'll have some privacy. Your father's watching TV in the back."

When the two of them were seated in the kitchen, Laura poured herself a cup of coffee. "Want a cup, Honey? Or maybe a diet soda?"

"No thanks, Mom. I'm fine. What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I'm not sure I know how to start. Let's talk about your date tonight. You could have stayed out with Greg another two hours, but you didn't. Why?"

"The movie was over. Neither of us were hungry so what would be the point of staying out later?"

"Well, when I was in high school dating boys, after the movie, if they had a car, we would go somewhere... like out to the lake or to a lover's lane... park and court for an hour or so. If they didn't have a car, it wasn't as convenient, but we'd ride the bus home and then sit in my father's car and court. Didn't Greg park somewhere and ask you if you'd like to court?"

"Yeah. All the boys want to do that. So did Greg. I didn't want to have sex with him so I told him to take me home. Even when we got home, he tried to kiss me before he would let me come into the house. I had to push him away."

"Honey, kissing is not having sex. It's perfectly natural for a boy to want to kiss a girl. You're so beautiful, there would have to be something wrong with a boy who didn't want to kiss you. And Greg is a great looking guy. Didn't you want to kiss him?"

"No, I didn't. Did you kiss boys when you were in high school?"

"All the time, Kathy. All the time. It was really great fun. We even did more than kiss. When I would park with a guy and court, we usually ending up cuddling and feeling each other. Like you, my breasts were already pretty well developed in high school, and every guy wanted to feel them. It's just part of growing up... becoming a woman while the boys become men."

"Well, I don't like doing that. So, I don't."

"Did Greg ask you for another date?"

"Yeah, he did. They almost always do, but I don't want to have to push him away again. So I said no... just like I usually do."

"You told me that guys don't ask you out on dates. Greg told me that's not true. Is it?"

"Well, no it's not true. They do ask, but I turn them down because they all want to kiss and feel me up, and I don't like that. Is that all, Mom? Can I go to bed now?"

"I have one more question, Kathy. It's very personal, but I need to know. You say you don't like kissing boys. How about other girls? Do you like kissing them? Have you?"

"Girls? Yuk! That's really gross, Mom. So don't worry. I'm not homosexual."

"All right. I didn't mean to embarrass you. I just needed to know. Just one more thing, Honey. If you ever decide you might like to kiss a boy and let him feel your breasts, it's Ok... there's nothing wrong with that. Just be careful about feeling him. Guys get really excited if you do that."

"Thanks, Mom, but I think I'll pass. Goodnight."

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Starting on Monday, Greg called me everyday during the following week asking me for another date. For the first three times, I tried to be as polite as possible while still saying no, but when he called for the fourth time on Thursday, I lost all patience with him. "Greg, I've told you no three times now. We're not interested in the same things. Stop calling me!" At this point, I hung up. Thankfully, his repeated phone calls ceased.

At school on Friday, one of my best friends, Mary Ann Baldwin, pulled me aside. She was practically jumping up and down when she told me that her dad had managed to get two tickets to the big rock concert on Saturday night in the Civic Center auditorium. It featured four of the biggest rock groups in the country and tickets had been impossible to get. When Mary Ann asked if I would like to go with her, I was the one jumping up and down.

"Great! After school today, let's you and I go out shopping for some really hot outfits."

"Hot outfits?" I asked skeptically. "What do you have in mind?"

"You know, Silly. Something really hot and sexy. Something to make all guys' mouths just water. Don't worry, Kathy. All the girls are planning on doing that. It's the "in" thing to do. You have to do it if you want to go to the concert. You do want to go, don't you?"

I certainly wanted to go... so much so, that I agreed to go shopping that afternoon. "Ok. I'll do it, but I'm really nervous. I don't normally wear clothes like that."

"I'll tell you what, Kathy. You pick out my outfit, and I'll pick out yours. What you pick, I have to wear and whatever I pick, you have to wear. This way if our parents give us flax over what we're wearing to the concert, we can say we didn't pick it out, and we had agreed in advance to wear whatever was selected. Deal?"

When I hesitated, Mary Ann said, "Well, if you don't want to dress like the rest of the girls at the concert, you must not want to go very badly. Maybe, I should ask someone else?"

"No. No. I want to go. I really want to go. Ok. I'll do it. You wear what I pick, and I'll wear what you pick out."

At 5 PM, Mary Ann and I were looking over the outfits at a popular shop that catered to young girls and women. After fifteen minutes of looking, Mary Ann came walking up to me rapidly with a big grin on her face. "I've find the perfect outfit for you, Kathy. It's got black, 3-inch heels, a conservative, full plaid skirt, but short, white stockings, and a black jacket. Come on, I'll help you try it on.

For some reason, Mary Ann couldn't stop giggling as she helped me get undressed in the changing booth. She hung up my clothes as I stripped down to just my panties and bra. When I took off my blouse, her eyes got wide. "Wow! I didn't realize you had such big tits, Kathy. You always wear such loose-fitting tops, I don't think any of the guys know how stacked you are. They look like 32B or maybe even 32C. How big are they?"

"They're not that big, Mary Ann. My bra is a 32B. Did you get the right size for my new outfit or do I wear one of my old bras?"

"Neither, Kathy. This top is designed to be worn without a bra."

"But I can't go out in public without a bra on, Mary Ann!"

"Don't be ridiculous. Your tits are firm as rocks. They stick straight out without a trace of anything that even resembles a sag. You need a bra like you need a cane and a walker. Now, come on. You agreed to wear what I picked out. No backing out! Take off the bra so we can try on the top."

I felt myself blushing. "Really, Mary Ann. Do I have to? It's sort of embarrassing. Let me put on the stocking and heels first."

"Ok... but when they're on, the bra comes off... no excuses."

I took my time putting on the white stockings and slipping on the heels. I had to admit, I thought I looked really good in them. Once that was done, Mary Ann ordered, "Ok, Kathy. No more stalling... Bra off... tits out."

"I can't," I moaned.

"Why? You don't have anything that I don't have, and my tits are the same size as yours. Come on... off with the bra. Now!"

Taking a deep breath, I pulled the straps off my shoulders while Mary Ann unhooked me. As soon as I lowered the bra, Mary Ann stared at my nipples. "Our tits are about the same size, but your nipples are bigger than mine. And they're hard." She reached out and felt both of them. "Really hard. I think you're excited to be naked."

"No, I'm not! It's just chilly in here without any clothes on."

"Sure it is, Kathy. It's got to be about 75 F in here. Really cold," Mary Ann laughed. I felt myself becoming even redder.

Mary Ann held the attractive white blouse for me while I slipped my arms into it. Then, she turned me around and fastened the lower three buttons of the blouse. "Now the jacket," she said. Once that was on, she fastened the lower two buttons and stepped back.

"Oh Wow! Kathy, you look fantastic. Take a look," she gushed pointing to the mirror.

I couldn't believe how much of my breasts were exposed by the blouse and jacket.

When I saw my reflection, I was shocked. "I can't wear this outfit. At least, not like this. No way! My god! My tits are exposed. We need to finish buttoning up the blouse and jacket."

"You can't, Kathy. It's not designed to be buttoned all the way up. The upper buttons are just for show."

"Show? What do you mean, for show?"

"They're there to make it look like you've deliberately unbuttoned your blouse to show off your tits when, in fact, you can't even button them if you wanted to, and I can't imagine why you would."

"I don't understand. What do you mean, they can't be buttoned up. Of course, they can."

"Not with those big tits of yours.... No way! Try it, Kathy, but be careful not to tear the blouse trying to button it. Otherwise, we'll have to pay for it for sure."

Mary Ann was right. There was only one more button on the blouse, and my tits were too big to allow it to be fastened. The blouse was obviously designed to be worn with the top open enough to show the inner portions of both of my breasts. The jacket did have more than one other button, but the problem was the same. It was too small to button over my breasts.

"Oh god!" I moaned helplessly.

"Ok. You look awesome, Kathy. Really! Let's try on the skirt."

"I hope you're not going to tell me that I don't wear any panties with the skirt," I groaned.

"Hardly. If you went out without panties wearing this skirt, Honey, you'd either be arrested or fucked silly. Try it on."

The waist fit perfectly, but the micro-mini skirt just barely covered my ass. When I leaned or bent over just slightly, my panties were exposed. "I see what you meant when you said I'd be arrested if I wore this skirt without any panties. It's obscene!"

I couldn't stand to even kiss a boy, but now to see a concert, I was wearing this obscene outfit. I hated it!

"No it isn't! It's sexy. It's just perfect for the concert. You'll be glad you're wearing it when we get there. Otherwise, you'd feel totally out of place. Now, step back. Let me get a good look at you."

When I did, Mary Ann gushed, "Oh Kathy. You look positively delicious in that blouse, bare mid-riff, short skirt, stockings, and heels. WOW! You are gonna have guys panting over you, Honey."

I didn't know how to tell Mary Ann that I didn't want guys panting over me. Kissing guys... having them feel me... pressing their hard organs against me. All that just scared me out of my wits. Since I couldn't think of any way to explain it to her, I just remained silent. Finally, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked so slutty, I hardly recognized myself. But I had agreed to wear what Mary Ann selected in return for the free ticket to the concert, so I told her to put every thing back in the sack while I selected her outfit.

The skirt exposed all of my legs. It was short, there was no way I would be able to keep people from seeing my panties.

I was determined that go Mary Ann one better. To do so, I searched through every outfit her size until I was sure that I had found the one with the tightest top and shortest skirt of the lot. Like my outfit, you couldn't wear a bra because it would be seen, unless it was just a pushup bra that would expose even more of Mary Ann's tits.

When I had Mary Ann inside the changing booth, I was now in charge. "Come on, Mary Ann. Top off... tits out. Then lose the skirt."

She tried her best to remain calm, but I could tell she was breathing faster and her cheeks were flushed with excitement. When she put on the top and saw a third of her tits exposed, there was an audible intake of breath.

I didn't wait for her to unzip and remove her skirt, I had it open while she was still staring at her nearly exposed tits. One sharp tug and her skirt fell to her ankles. As she stepped out of it, I jerked her panties up, slotting them inside her ass crease.

"What are you doing, Kathy?" she yelled.

"You decided that I had to wear my blouse with the top buttons open. Now I get to decide how you wear your panties under your skirt. I'm slotting them and I expect them to be like this when we go to the concert Saturday night. And I'm going to be checking... believe it. So make sure your panties are properly slotted on Saturday night."

Now, it was her turn to moan and protest. My response was short and to the point. "Shut up. You've agreed to wear what I select they way I want it worn. You decided for me. I get to decide for you. Now, let's try on the skirt."

Mary Ann's outfit was even sluttier than mine... particularly with her panties slotted between her buttocks.

The micro-mini, leopard-skinned pattered skirt was so form-fitting and tight, I had to help her pull it up over her hips. It just barely managed to cover the cheeks of her ass when she stood up straight. I was sitting down behind her when she looked at her reflection and from that position, I could see straight up her skirt at her slotted panties and nearly naked ass cheeks. "That'll teach the sexy Bitch," I thought.

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By Saturday afternoon, I had chickened out of wearing that micro-mini skirt that covered virtually nothing. I had a grey mini-skirt in my closet and decided to substitute that. As an excuse, I decided to tell Mary Ann that my father had gone ballistic when he had seen me in the micro-mini and made me change. I didn't feel too badly about lying because my mini-skirt was short, not quite reaching mid-thigh, but at least, it covered my panties.

Mary Ann had turned 16 two months before and had her driver's license. Her dad loaned her the car for the night so she was picking me up for the concert. As soon as she saw me, she yelled, "You cheated! That's not the skirt I picked out for you!"

"I know. I'm sorry, but my dad freaked out when she saw how short that skirt was. He told me to put on a different skirt or I wouldn't be going to the concert. I picked the shortest one I had. It's almost as short as the one you picked out. He almost wouldn't let me wear this one, but Mom told him all the girls wear short skirts now and he finally relented. This is the best I could do, Mary Ann."

"All right, at least you're wearing the same blouse and you've got it opened showing your nice tits. You're not wearing a bra are you?"

"No. Can't you tell?"

"It doesn't look like you are, but you didn't wear the skirt, so take off the jacket and blouse. I want to see your naked tits. If you're wearing a bra, you're not going to concert with me."

"Ok. I'll prove it." It only took a moment to undo the two jacket buttons and the two on the blouse. I let the jacket and blouse drop to waist level and stood there naked from the waist up. "Are you satisfied now?"

Mary Ann grinned at me. "Boy, you really do have a nice pair on you, Kathy. Ok. Let's go."

"Not so fast, Mary Ann. I told you that your panties had to be slotted."

"They are."

"You wouldn't take my word that I wasn't wearing a bra. I'm not taking yours that you have your panties buried between your ass cheeks. Bend over and show me."

"I think you're a lez, Kathy. You just want to see my naked ass."

"I am not! I had show you... now you have to show me."

"Whatever you say, Kathy." Mary Ann bent over. I could just barely see her yellow panties they were buried so deep between her ass cheeks.

With her panties slotted, Mary Ann's ass was almost totally naked.

"Ok. I'm sorry. You do have them buried properly. Shall we go?"

"I can hardly wait, Kathy. The guys are gonna be all over us."

"What are you talking about?"

"Just wait and see."

I didn't know what she was talking about, but I was already nervous.

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As we entered the Civic Center, I was amazed at the crowd. No one was seated. Instead, the biggest crowd I had ever seen was packed into the place. The elevated stage was in the center with the huge crowd surrounding it. It was fortunate that Mary Ann had had the foresight to arrive an hour early otherwise we wouldn't have been able to get close to the stage. As it was, we were close enough to see reasonably well.

I think every guy we passed checked us out. By the time Mary Ann announced that we were as close as we could get, my face was flaming red. The guys openly stared at my exposed breasts and legs. They were making no secret about the things they wanted to do to me. The only relief was Mary Ann. About half the time, they would switch from me to her and stare at her ass, which she seemed to be deliberately flashing, and her big breasts.

At first, the crowd was large, but not packed on top of each other. However, as the starting time for the concert grew nearer, the audience grew in size until the entire place was like a crowded bus with people filling most of the space.

About 10 minutes before the concert began, I noticed that three guys were crowded around me ... one a little behind me to my left... another to my right... and a third man almost directly behind me. The guys to my left and right were both staring down my open blouse into my cleavage. I wondered if they could see my nipples. Since there was no way for me to fasten more buttons, I was helpless. When the guy to my left said, "Hey, nice rack!", I just wanted to crawl into a hole somewhere.

The guy behind me hadn't said a word, so I thought perhaps he had moved away. When I looked over my shoulder and didn't see him, I sure he had left and breathed a sigh of relief. That relief was short-lived, however. The guy to my right looked down and said, "How's the view from down there?"

"Great!" came the answer. Looking down, I saw the guy was sitting on the floor with his legs crossed. He was staring up my short skirt! For some reason, I was unable to keep my hips still. I blushed furiously when I realized he probably thought I was undulating my ass for his benefit.

I knew the man was staring at my thighs and panties.

Again, with my short skirt, the closely packed bodies of the guys around us, and the constant din of noise inside the Civic Center, I was helpless. There was nothing I could possibly do to keep the guy sitting on the floor from looking up my skirt and getting an eyeful of my thighs and panties. The same was true for the two guys looking down my cleavage at my half naked breasts. They were going to see a lot of my tits whether I liked it or not.

One of the men spoke again. "You are one sexy, hot girl. We want you... We're going to have you... You're ours tonight."

I knew I should be angry... mortified... furious. If any of the guys I had dated had done anything remotely close to what was now happening, I would have exploded in anger and probably kicked them in the balls if I could manage it. But now, in my helpless state, I didn't feel any of those emotions. Instead, I felt a strange excitement that I didn't begin to understand. When the guy to my left moved even closer and looked straight down my blouse, instead of snarling at him and calling him a pervert, I was shocked to find myself gasping with excitement. I could even feel my pussy becoming increasingly wet.

At this point, the house lights dimmed, and the first group came on stage to the loud cheers and yells of the audience. Almost as soon as the lights dimmed, the two guys on either side of me moved even closer. Their hands didn't touch me, but I could feel their penises pressing into my hips. They were both hard... really hard. Not more than a few minutes had passed before the band was belting out its first number to the cheers of the crowd and the penis pressing against my left hip began to move... thrusting against me.

My mouth opened. I could hear myself breathing harder. Now my pussy wasn't just getting wet, I could feel it slowly pulsing. The man thrust his organ against my hips even more firmly. My response shocked me. My clitoris was becoming erect, but not yet nearly as hard as either of the cocks grinding into me.

"Please stop," I groaned, but my feeble protests were lost in the cacophony of sound erupting through the center as the band played louder bringing shouts from the crowd. They had no sooner left my lips than I felt my skirt being lifted in back. As it rose higher and higher on my thighs, the guy who had been sitting looking up my skirt rose to his knees and moved his hands up the inside of my thighs. Even as I pushed futilely at the hands lifting my skirt, I was slowly spreading my heels further apart.

My legs were slowly opening as my skirt moved higher on my thighs.

As I made a half-hearted attempt to hold my mini-skirt down, the man on my right was cupping and feeling my tits through my blouse. I heard a woman moaning. It was me. "Oohhhhhhh... aaaahhhh... nnnoooo... ooohhhhh." He squeezed my breast harder. "UUMmmmmmm." The buttons on my jacket blouse were flipped open. A moment later, my jacket was lying on the floor. With one swift motion, the two men bared my tits. The next thing I knew my nipple was in his mouth being sucked. I could feel it swelling. He sucked harder causing it to pulse as it engorged with blood.

"AAhhha... AAHHH! AAAGGGHHAA! UUNNGGHH... OOOHHHH GOD!"

Two hands were now between my thighs stroking me though my panties. I couldn't keep from making small hissing moans... one after another. It seemed like my hips had a mind of their own as they gyrated and twisted beneath the probing hands. While his lips continued to suck hard on my nipple, the man to right pushed his hand under my skirt from the front. He wasted no time in moving it to my mound. From there, he pushed it into the V of my thighs right above my clitoris.

"AHG-HA... AGH-HA! AGH-HA! AH-HA! AH-HA!"

"She's so fucking wet. Her cunt's a swamp," one of the men said.

I could see some of the people near us watching, but no one would help me.

My clitoris was so swollen.... so hard. I was afraid it would burst open and I'd bleed to death. I pleaded with the men, "Please.... please stop. You making my clitoris swell and throb so much, it's about to burst open... please... stop. If it bursts, I'll bleed to death. OOOohhh... god... it's throbbing so hard... please... don't make it bust open."

Not only did they not stop, but the two hands squeezing and massaging my buttocks moved to the top of my panties and thrust inside. They were on my naked ass. I felt them rubbing me hard... separating my cheeks and pressing their fingers into my crack... When one of the fingers pushed into my vagina, I couldn't stop my hips from snapping forward as my channel throbbed about the probing fingers.

The men now had their hands under my panties.

"Mary Ann! Mary Ann!" I screamed. "Please help me. There are three men... they're all over me. They're doing things to me... Please tell them to stop."

"Three guys?" Mary Ann gasped. "How come you got three and I only have two? Can't help you, Kathy. My guys already have me bent over with my panties off. AAahhh god... they're both finger fucking me at the same time.... GGHHHAAAAAAAHHHHH!!"

Mary Ann was bent over with her pussy exposed and spread. "Surely, they won't do it to her right here in public," I thought.

"MMEEE TOOO!" I wailed as I felt my panties pushed aside and a male finger thrust deep inside my vagina. Somehow, he managed to rub on my ultra-sensitive clitoris at the same time as he moved his fingers in and out of my gushing pussy.

I couldn't believe that this total stranger was the first man to have his fingers inside my vagina...

One of the men moved his mouth close to my ear so I would be certain to hear him in the noisy center. "Are you ready to have your panties pulled down, Baby?"

"No! NO! You can't pull down my panties right here in front of hundreds of people.. Please!"

"Look over there, Honey. See your girlfriend bent over being finger fucked. Her panties are off... why shouldn't yours be off too?"

"NO... NO... NO! You can't! You just can't take off my panties here in the Civic Center.... PLEASE!"

"Too bad, Honey. Your panties are coming down. Your only choices are to have me rip them off and toss they away or to have me take them off, put them in my pocket and then give them back to you later on. So what's your choice?"

"Oh god... don't tear them off."

"So you want me to pull your panties down right here in front of all these men watching us now?"

I nodded helplessly. "I didn't hear you! If you want me to pull your panties off and save them, you have to tell me loud enough so that I can hear you clearly over all this noise."

"Pull my panties down," I moaned.

"Add please or I'll rip them apart."

"Please pull my panties down," I said even louder.

"You want me to pull your panties down and let all these guys see your cunt?"

"Yes... yes... YES!" I screamed at him... somehow now wanting my panties pulled down.

"Yes what?"

"Please pull my panties down and show all the men my pussy."

"Your what? Say it right."

"Oh gawd! I can't stand this. "Please pull my panties down and show all the men my cunt. SHOW THEM MY CUNT!"

"Whatever you say, Honey. Panties are coming down... now! Gather around guys. Cunt show coming up."

I groaned loudly when I felt them pulling down my panties and showing all the men how wet they were.

My hips were gyrating and hunching uncontrollably as he pulled my panties to mid-thigh. At least four other men moved closer to get a better view of my pussy. Once my panties were down, the finger fucking started again while my breasts were still being fondled and squeezed.

As the three men continued to finger fuck me and suck my nipples, one of them stretched my panties out so everyone could see the drenched crotch. The sound of a zipper being lowered was heard by all. A moment later, the guy to my right had his rigid, naked cock pressed against my thigh. My hips rotated against the hard dick.

The vigorous finger fucking I was getting suddenly made my vagina and clit erupt in hard spastic contractions. Again and again, one hard contraction after another made me shudder. My ass humped back and forth uncontrollably.

As the fingers continued to plunge in and out of my pussy while a naked cock rubbed agasint my thigh, my clit convulsed in an intense orgasm.

"GGGHHHAAAAAAA! YOUR MAKING MY CLITORIS BUST... STOP! STOP! STOP! YOU'LL RUPTURE MY CLIT... GONNA EXPLODE.... STOPPPP.... AAAAHHHHHHH! UUNNGNGGGHHH! OOHHH GOD... IT'S THROBBING SO HARD!!"

My body shuddered... then went rigid as my pussy contracted in hard spasms... again and again. At first, it scared me, but very quickly the pleasure spread, and I began to moan. My shaking seemed to excited the men. The penis that was rubbing against my thigh got bigger and really hard.

The man to my right was now playing with both of my tits... going from one to the other. My nipples felt like they were on fire, but for some reason, it didn't hurt. In fact, it was sending shivers through me. My skirt was now up around my waist, and the man behind pressed against my back forcing me to bend over.

I stared in fascination at the hard penis rubbing against my thigh. The man now had his hand wrapped around it and was rubbing it very rapidly... up and down. The head was turning purple... swelling. Then, suddenly, it started jerking wildly. His semen shot out in thick streams against my hip and thigh. For some reason, the sight of his semen splattering all over me caused my clitoris and vagina to throb. Before the last spurt came out of his penis, I was again trembling and shaking. And again, I loved the feeling. I'd never felt anything quite like it.

When the man's semen shot over my thigh, it made me shudder.

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It was approaching 11 PM. Some things had changed; others were the same. One of the things that had changed was that our skirts, panties, and tops were now lying on the floor of the darkened Civic Center. I still had on my stockings and heels and Mary Ann her heels, but that was it.

One-by-one, the men would spurt on us and then seem to lose interest and move away. They were quickly replaced by other guys who had been watching. Occasionally, there was would be a break when Mary Ann and I could listen to the music, but mostly, the guys used us pretty much continuously. Even though I had wiped myself off a few times, my ass and back were still covered with semen.

I could feel the cum all over my back and ass.

The wild shaking and throbbing that sent so much pleasure surging through me had already happened seven times. The third time it happened, I had moaned helplessly and gasped to Mary Ann, "Oh god... it's happening again, Mary Ann. I can't stop shaking and throbbing. AAahhhhh... uunnghhh... it's scary. Is this happening to you too?"

"Of course it is, Silly. The guys are just making us cum.... aaaahhh... god... soooo fucking good!"

"I had no idea it would feel this good. I've made myself cum a lot, but that wasn't anything like this. Not even close! I've never felt like this before.... OOhhhh Gawd Damn! mmmmmmmmm.... uunnnnn."

"Well, that's what happens when guys rub your clit or put their fingers or dicks inside your pussy. Do you like it?"

"Ooohhh yesss.. aaahhhhh.... but no one's put their penis inside me... aaaahhhh... oohhhh.... it's about to happen again!"

"UNGHH! They will.... ohhhhh god... they will before it's over... aaahhh.... take my word for it, Kathy. I've got a big one in my pussy ... uunghhh... right... AAAHHHHHH... UNNGHH! RIGHT NOW!"

It happened to me again when I saw the man's penis sinking into Mary Ann's vagina. I couldn't understand how that could possibly feel good. He was stretching her so much, I knew it had to hurt... really hurt! But she was screaming and begging him to do it harder... faster. Then her body went rigid... just like mine was doing... we were both cumming.

One row in front of us, I saw another girl bent over letting a man put his penis into her pussy. Even as far away as I was, I could hear her groaning. When the man pushed his organ all the way inside her and held it there, they both began screaming. I wondered if that meant they were both cumming.

When the last group was getting close to finishing their performance, the man behind me was holding both of my tits as he ground his hard penis up and down in the crack of my ass. He felt big... really big. I knew the concert was about over, but none of the guys who had felt me up and rubbed my clitoris had put his penis inside me. I thought there must be something wrong with me. They were putting them inside a lot of the other girls... but not me.

I couldn't see his penis, but it felt huge sliding up and down the crease of my ass.

Turning my head, I asked the man who was vigorously grinding his tool into the crack of my ass, "Are you going to put your penis inside my pussy?"

His body sort of jerked back when I asked the question. His organ also pulsed even harder against my butt. "Do you want me to?" he answered.

"I don't know. I've never had any guy do that, but I can see that the guys are doing that to a lot of the other girls. Is there something wrong that no one seems to want to do that with me?"

"Hell no! There's not a thing wrong with you except your friend told us that you're a virgin and that we shouldn't fuck you."

"Oh. I didn't know that she was telling all the guys that. Ok."

"Do you want me to put my dick in your pussy?"

"It's so big... will it hurt me?"

"A little... but only for a short time, and I'll go very slow. Once it's in, you'll cum like crazy. Are you on the pill?"

"No. Does that mean you can't put it inside me?"

"No, but it means you may get pregnant. I know you don't want that, so I'll pull out before I cum. I promise. I really will if you let me fuck you."

"Please... I want you to, but try not to hurt me too much. Do you want to finish cumming on my ass first?"

"Not this time, Baby. I want to fuck you. Get on your back and get those hot legs open."

"I don't wanna get pregnant. You promise to pull out?"

"I said I would, and I will. Now, lie down on your back and spread!" The excited man pushed me onto my back and knelt between my legs. Looking down, I could see my tits heaving with excitement as he aligned his huge, hard penis with my opening.

Leaning over my body, he said loud enough for me and several others to hear, "Spread.. now. Show me your hot cunt. Get you legs up and back. I'm going to fuck you!"

"I'm a virgin", I whined, hoping the hot male would ignore me. Of course, he did.

I felt my pussy gushing wetly in anticipation as I raised my legs, spread them, and pulled them back to elevate my pussy. His fingers slid smoothly and easily through my gaping slit and into my hole. I felt my pussy throbbing around them. I also heard myself moaning. I moaned even louder when I saw Mary Ann and two guys who were playing with her tits and pussy watching us. Lowering his body, the guy between my thighs growled, "Higher... raise your hips higher!"

I used my hands to pull my legs back as far as I could. A moment later, I felt the cockhead press against my pussy, the head swabbing up and down the soaked slit, which opened easily to admit its invader.

"AAAhhhhhhhhh god.... it's going innnnnnnnnnnnnnn", I squealed loudly.

He entered my pulsing vagina.. one inch.. then two.. before he felt the obstruction. Slowly, he worked his weapon over its surface, pressing inward. It gave slightly. It hurt. I wailed and moaned wildly in response. Every one within 20 yards knew some girl must be getting it for the first time.

He held his cock in place against my hymen.. keeping up a steady pressure. As he slowly increased the pressure trying to get into me, his hands were cupping my tits... squeezing them... making me moan with pleasure. Lowering his head, he sucked first one nipple... then the other... hard... making them both swell and throb. I could feel my vagina contracting around his embedded penis.

At the same moment as my cunt contracted, he drove his hips forward. I felt his cock throbbing and jerking in its intense excitement. He pressed harder. I howled with the sharp pain as it ripped through the thin membrane and sank deeply into my previously virgin, but now throbbing, dick-filled pussy.

I couldn't stop gasping and moaning when the big penis thudded solidly into the bottom of my vagina. It was fully embedded deep inside me... throbbing and contracting. My hymen was a thing of the past. He held his jerking rod in place, buried deep inside me, allowing my pain to subside and my pussy to become accustomed to accommodating a big penis.

For two minutes, he held his tool steady and mashed firmly against my womb waiting for my pain to abate. He couldn't keep his penis from throbbing and jerking inside me, but somehow, he knew that this was not hurting me... instead, it was driving me wild to feel his big shaft throbbing inside my wet, hot tunnel.

I shocked myself when I wrapped my legs about his hips and squeezed him into my body. His lips were still sucking my nipples. My response was to press his mouth even harder against my breasts and moan, "Yessss...ooohh yesss... suck my tits, Lover... bite my nipples.."

He complied and I felt my body surge against him. His hand instinctively slid beneath my hips and covered my ass. I gasped when he pulled my pelvis against his body forcing his cock to grind hard into my cervix. I couldn't take any more.

"OOOHHHHHH .... IT'S WONDERFUL...!! WHY DIDN'T ALL YOU GUYS DO THIS DO ME SOONER?.. FUCK MEEEEE....START FUCKING ME....NOW.... RAM ME... FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEE."

I couldn't stop cumming as he fucked into me again and again.

I shuddered through two orgasms before he screamed he had to shoot. I just knew he was going to shoot inside me, but he kept his promise, pulled out, moved up my body, and began to spew a huge amount of semen all over my face and into my mouth. I had never realized that a man could shoot so much cum. I came again before he finished.

I had another orgasm as he shot stream after stream of semen all over my face.

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When I saw the short mini-skirt my daughter was wearing and the plunging neckline of her jacket and blouse, I had some really mixed emotions. On the one hand, I had been really concerned about Kathy's lack of interest in anything sexual. On the other hand, I was nervous about her wearing such a revealing outfit to a rock concert that I knew from experience was going to be sexually charged with closely-packed bodies throughout the Civic Center.

My concern was such that there was no way I could sleep. When Victor had turned in early, I told him I wasn't sleepy. He raised no objections and went to bed alone. I was still awake at 12:30 PM when I saw the headlights of Mary Ann's car entering our driveway.

Kathy was startled to see me still awake. Clearly, she had expected me to be asleep. I only had to take one look at her wrinkled skirt and blouse, her mussed hair, and her smeared lipstick to know that she certainly hadn't said "no" to all the guys this time. I wondered how far she had let the boys go with her. She certainly had the look of a well-fucked young girl.

"Hi, Honey. Did you have a good time at the concert?" I asked cheerfully.

"Yeah. It was pretty wild. You didn't have to wait up for me, Mom."

"I know, but I wasn't really sleepy, so I decided to sit up and read for awhile. My book is a real thriller. Once I got into it, I just couldn't put it down."

"I guess I need to read it too then. I'm going on to bed, Mom. I'm really tired."

I just nodded and pretended to go back to reading my book. In reality, I was watching my daughter closely as she walked to her bedroom. She wasn't all that steady on her feet, and it was obvious that she was walking a little gingerly... just like a girl who has just enjoyed her first hard dick. I knew that Kathy had just finished her period three days before, so even if she had had unprotected sex, she wasn't going to get pregnant. But if she had had sex, we needed to get her on birth control pills. I just had to find out if she had been screwed at the concert or afterwards.

I waited a half hour until I was virtually certain she would be sound asleep. Carefully, I entered her bedroom to find that she was in a deep sleep. Still, I moved carefully so as not to wake her. My daughter usually sleeps nude, and tonight was no exception. Turning back the covers, even in the dim light, I could see that her nipples were red and swollen. Some lucky guy ... or guys, I thought... had been enjoying both of them that evening.

Pulling the covers lower, I flicked on the flashlight and checked Kathy's pussy. Her labia were swollen and open. Although, I didn't see any semen, it was very obvious that Kathy had been well-fucked. The guy must have worn a condom, I thought. There was no way he was going to pull out of a girl as gorgeous as Kathy.

Before leaving, I went to the clothes hamper and checked her panties. Again, there was no evidence of semen, but the garment was still wet and reeked of the musky smell of excited pussy.

"Yep," I thought. "Time to get my daughter on birth control pills."

As I entered the master bedroom, I was smiling. Obviously, my worries about Kathy's lack of interest in sex had been pointless.

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Although Kathy protested, I insisted, and since mothers usually win those types of discussions, my daughter started taking the pill on Wednesday of the next week. I didn't tell her that I knew what had happened at the concert. I just said even if she never needed it, it was still better safe than sorry. Victor backed me up, and that was that.

Even so, I was glad it was two weeks before Kathy went out on another date. This time it was with a new guy, Jack Randall. When Kathy was upstairs getting ready for her Saturday night date with the Randall boy, Victor, David, and I were finishing up dinner. When we were done, Victor hurried off to the TV to watch some football game so David was helping me with the dishes.

"Who's Kathy's date for tonight?" David asked.

"It's a new guy. I don't him. She said his name's Jack... Jack Randall, I think."

David was putting the rinsed dishes into the dishwasher when I told him. Abruptly, he stopped with a plate in his hand halfway to the its slot in the dishwasher. "Did you say Jack Randall?" he asked, the plate still held in mid-air.

"Yes. Why?"

"Jezzz! Why is Kathy dating that guy?"

"What's wrong with him?" I asked.

"It would be easier for me to answer you, Mom, if you asked what's right about him. He's a jerk. A real jerk. Never studies... rude... insolent to the teachers. You name it. The only two things he cares about is football and scoring with as many girls as possible. You do know what I mean when I say "scoring" don't you, Mom?"

"David, I wasn't born yesterday. But unless the boys today are a lot different than they were when I was in high school, every guy wants to score with girls. So what's new about the price of tea in China?"

"He just doesn't have any respect for anyone but himself. And when he does score with a girl, he makes sure that everyone in the school gets a play-by-play account."

"Is he dangerous? I mean is Kathy in danger of being raped by this guy?"

"No. I didn't mean to imply that. He's not a criminal. But he just keeps pushing when a girl says no. If she sticks to it, he gives up and then bad mouths her all over the school, but he does give up. He won't rape Kathy."

"Well, I know Kathy pretty well. There's no way we can get her to break her date on your say so, David."

"I know. I'm just shocked that she accepted a date with him."

We had just finished the dishes when Kathy came into the den. She looked really attractive and sexy in her purple top that molded her breasts, which seemed to get larger every day, and her tight short-shorts. She wore modest tennis shoes and knee-high socks. Sweet, but sexy, was a perfect description. She struck a saucy pose and asked David, "Well, big brother, do you think Jack will like this outfit?"

Kathy looked sweet, but very sexy.

"Hell yes. He'll like it too much, Kathy."

"Good. That's supposed to be his reaction. Ah. That's his car. I'm off, Mom... Dad."

"Have a good time, Honey, but be home by midnight. Ok?"

"Absolutely. No problem," she said and then she was gone.

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I had already decided to stay up and wait... hoping for the best, but in view of my son's warning, expecting the worse. I was shocked when Kathy got home at 10:15 PM. Given what had happened at the concert, I had been almost certain that it would be a totally disheveled, well-fucked young daughter who came home around 1 AM or even 2 AM. Instead, it was only 10:15, and except for a slight smear of her lipstick from a few kisses, she looked the same as when she left with Jack.

"You're home early. Really early. Is every thing all right?" I asked.

"Sure. We had this discussion when I came back from my last date with Greg, Mom. Don't you remember?"

"I do, but I thought maybe this time it would be different."

"Why? I told you I don't like guys who want to put their hands all over me. I don't really like kissing them, but I did let Jack kiss me a few times, but I stopped him and the kissing when he put his hand on my breast. He was angry, but who cares? I wouldn't have dated him again anyway." Kathy started toward her bedroom, stopped, and turned back to face me. "Why did you think it would be different this time, Mom?"

"No particular reason. David told me that Jack Randall has quite a reputation as being sort of a bad boy with the girls. So... I thought you might be more attracted to him. I remember being more attracted and interested when I dated a "bad boy". They almost always got further with me than the nicer boys. Girls... and women... just seem to be attracted to the "bad boy" types. That's all."

"Really? How far did they get with you, Mom?"

"Kathy! What kind of a question is that to be asking your mother?"

"I'm just curious, and you brought it up. I won't rat you out to Dad, Mom. I promise. Come on. Tell me. How far did they get with you, Mom?"

Quickly, I debated what to tell my daughter in view of the fact that I knew she had been fucked by at least one guy at the concert. Finally, I just grinned and said, "Well, let's just say that I wasn't a virgin when I married your father. Ok?"

"No... not Ok. That's a cop out, Mom. Fess up. How many?"

"Not a word to your father?"

"Not a word. Promise."

"Well, I'm not sure. There was a big frat party and I sort of lost track. Before that party it was 16. Satisfied?"

"Oh that's so sexy, Mom. Wow! 16 guys and then maybe six more at the party! I'll never breathe a single word to Dad, so don't worry. But I'm just not that attracted to boys... good or bad."

"Why is that, Kathy? It seems strange to me."

"I'm not sure. I think it's because they're always begging and pleading with me to let them kiss me... and then they plead and beg some more to let them play with my breasts."

"They actually beg you?"

"No. Some do, but not most. They just have these lines they use and their silly seduction plans... you know what I mean... first, they put their hand on my shoulders or back... then gradually, cleverly they think, they move it to the side of my breast. Or they press their leg against mine and move it slowly. I guess they think that if they go really slow, I won't notice what they're doing. It all seems so silly and childish. Just turns me off. Good night, Mom. Going to go to bed."

I sat up for another 45 minutes thinking about what Kathy had told me. In a way, I knew she was right. Boys and even some men are rather childish and shy about the way they approach a woman, but that's just their nature. I was never turned off by it the way Kathy seemed to be. I couldn't help wondering how the guy at the concert managed to get into my daughter's pussy and who knows what else.

Finally, I gave up trying to figure out what was going and headed to bed. I had to pass Kathy's bedroom to get to the master bedroom, and when I did, I heard her moaning. I'm just as curious as she is, so naturally, I moved closer to the door and listened. The door was almost soundproof, but not completely so. I could just make out her words.

"Ooohhh please... don't fuck me... aaaahhh... god... nooo... I can't take that huge cock in my cunt. NO... Don't ... PLEASE! Don't put that huge cock inside me... GGGHHAAAAA! OOOHHHHH GOD... IT HURTS... TOO BIG... UUNNGHHHH... IT'S GOING INTO MEEEEEEEEEE... FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE... UGH... UGH... UGH... STOP... STOP... AAAHHHHHHHHHHH... THAT HUGE DICK IS ALL THE WAY IN MEEEEEEEE... FUCKING MEEEEEEEE... PLEASE...DON'T CUM INSIDE MEEEE."

My daughter's fantasy was even getting me hot. Unable to resist, I turned out the hallway lights and opened the door just enough to allow me to see inside. My daughter was naked in the middle of her bed. Her legs were wide open with a pillow beneath her ass. She was masturbating herself furiously with two and three fingers while continuing to beg her lover not to fuck her... not to cum in her fertile cunt...

Kathy was thrusting her fingers deep inside her cunt as she rubbed her erect clit.

I had never even heard my daughter call it a cunt. But she used the word several times as she rammed her fingers into her "cunt". When she was about to have an orgasm, she wailed as her orgasm erupted.

"Ooohhhhh god... you're shooting inside meeeeeee... NOO.. NO... NOO... YOU'RE BREDDING MEEEEEEEEEEE... MAKING ME TAKE IT... GETTING ME PREGNANT... AAAHHHHHHHHHH FUCK! I can feel that big cock shooting inside meeeeeeeeeeee!!!"

I closed the door quietly, leaned back against the wall, pulled up my dress and rubbed my clitoris as hard as Kathy was rubbing hers. I came very quickly, but it wasn't enough. Five minutes later, I was in the locked guest bedroom, leaning back on the couch, naked and getting myself off. As I stroked my engorged and throbbing clit, I continued Kathy's fantasy.

"Now that you've fucked my daughter, you're going to fuck me with that huge cock, aren't you. OOOoohhh my god. How did you ever get that thing up my daughter's cunt. I don't think mine can take it"

I rubbed my clit even harder... trapping it between two fingers and squeezing as I did it. My body was thrashing on the couch in response to the wild contractions pumping through my clitoris.

"GGGHHHAAAAA... SO FUCKING BIG! GO EASY.... OOOHHH FUCK! NOT SO HARD... UNNGGHHH!! AAAAHHH... YOU'RE STRETCHING MEEEEEEEE... I'M NOT EVEN GONNA BE ABLE TO FEEL MY HUSBAND'S LITTLE COCK... UUNNGHHH... OH MY GAWD! IT'S ALL THE WAY INSIDE MEEEEEE... YOU DEPRAVAED, DIRTY BASTARD! FUCK IT ... FUCK MY CUNT HARD!"

When my pussy erupted, it was an intense, hard orgasm. Juices poured out of my throbbing hole. I lay there panting... throbbing... my vagina opening and closing. Before I went back to my own bedroom, I did it again.

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College Years:

For the next year, Kathy continued to masturbate regularly to the same fantasy. I spied on her several times. It was so hot and erotic that I usually ended up having to go to my bedroom to get myself off. While this was happening, she occasionally accepted a date with a new guy, but on every occasion, she came home before 11 PM having done no more than kiss the guy a few times. Sometimes, she didn't even allow that. Once again, I was worried about my daughter but didn't have a clue as to what I should do, if anything.

When Kathy was a junior, her masturbation fantasies suddenly vanished. Although she occasionally got herself off in her bedroom like most girls, the fantasy of being taken by a big-cocked stud as she begged him not to ravish her just seemed to have magically vanished. What didn't change was her attitude toward the boys she dated. She simply had little or no sexual interest in them.

When she started college at a four-year school about 50 miles from where we lived, her attitude had not changed in any meaningful way. What had changed significantly was her appearance. Her already attractive body had filled out turning her into a voluptuous blonde with large 34DD breasts, a slim waist, and a thrusting, sexy ass. As a result, she had more offers for dates than she could count. As usual, she turned most of them down and rebuffed the sexual advances of the men she did date. Most of her time was spent studying and working on her degree in marketing.

In her junior year at the college, she came home for a weekend and informed us that she had finally found a guy she liked. His name was Barry Jacobs. He was also in the Business College majoring in accounting.

"What's he like?" I had asked.

"He's very studious and polite... not pushy at all. In fact, he didn't even try to kiss me until the fourth time we went out."

"I guess he realized how you felt about guys."

"Maybe, but I think his attitude toward sex is similar to mine. Anyway, I really like him. I'd like to bring him home for a weekend so you and Dad can meet him and get to know him. It's very likely that he'll be your son-in-law after we finish college."

"That serious, huh?"

"Yeah. I think so. We've discussed marriage. It looks like it's going to happen, Mom."

"How far have you two gone... sexually, I mean."

"Mom! That's not a nice question to ask your daughter."

"Now just a minute, young lady. I seem to remember you demanding to know how many guys I had had sex with before marrying your father. You wouldn't take "no" for an answer. Now it's your turn to fess up, as you put it a few years ago. Start talking!"

"I guess you're right. We kiss a lot now, and I've let him take off my blouse and bra and play with my breasts."

I waited, but Kathy said no more. "Go on. All the sexy details, Kathy."

"That's it, Mom. We haven't done any more."

"How about you? Haven't you masturbated him or something?"

"Of course not! I've never done that with any guy."

"How about Barry? What else has he tried to do that you've refused?"

"Nothing. That's why I like him. He doesn't even play with my breasts on every date even though he knows he can. He's really, really a nice guy, Mom. You're really going to like him."

I nodded and smiled at my daughter, but said no more. There was no way I was going to tell her that I was stunned... no, more than stunned... I was appalled. Silently, I thought, "If that's all the sex drive Barry has when they're dating, I can't even imagine what it's going to be like after five years of marriage."

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True to her word, Barry and Kathy married three weeks after finishing their degrees in accounting and marketing and securing good positions with a corporation in our city. With their combined incomes, they qualified for a sufficiently large loan to buy a nice home just two miles from ours. I was happy to see this as David was now in graduate school at a university that was over a thousand miles from us.

Victor and I gave the new couple several nice wedding presents that included a substantial cash gift and an all-expenses paid week's honeymoon in Hawaii. A week after their return, they had moved into their new home and started work. Kathy and I were having lunch one afternoon shortly after their return from Hawaii.

"Ok. Tell me about Hawaii. What did you see? What did you do?" I asked.

For the next thirty minutes, Kathy gave a day-by-day account of everything they had seen on Oahu. As far as I could tell, they had seen every possible sight, gone swimming and snorkeling in every lagoon, and eaten in every good restaurant on the island. When she finished her narrative, I commented, "Wow. I never imagined the two of you would be able to find the time to do all that."

"Why? We were there a full week, Mom."

"Sure, but you were just married and from what you told me, the two of you had never had sex. I thought Barry would have you in bed five hours a day or more."

"Five hours a day? That's sort of ridiculous, Mom. We did have sex, of course, but it was really a minor part of the vacation. We really loved Hawaii, Mom. We just can't thank you and Dad enough for the marvelous gifts."

"Minor part? How many times did the two of you have sex?"

"Well... we did it a lot, of course. I think it was three times during the week."

I was too stunned to speak. Kathy fell silent for a full minute and then asked, "Mom, do you always have an orgasm when you and Dad have sex?"

Now, I was more than stunned... I was totally shocked. Victor was on me constantly during our honeymoon... five or six times a day, and every time he fucked me, I had several intense orgasms. Even now, 20 years later, I usually came twice or more when we had sex. Finally, I said, "Yes. I almost always have one or more orgasms during sex. If you don't, let's make an appointment with my gynecologist."

"It's not a big deal, Mom. Sometimes I climax... sometimes I don't. When I don't, if it bothers me, I just masturbate. But usually, it doesn't bother me. Anyway, we don't do it all that much."

"How much now that the honeymoon is over?"

"Once a week, maybe."

Given Barry's and Kathy's low sex drive, I couldn't say that I was shocked."

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Two Years Later:

After two years of being married to Barry, things were going very well. He had received a well-earned promotion from junior to senior accountant at his firm. It was more than deserved considering the long hours that he worked. I had also been promoted to district marketing director of my company. The new job carried a lot more salary and responsibility, but I enjoyed it.

Barry and I had decided that we weren't interested in starting a family at this early date in our marriage. In fact, we weren't certain if we even wanted children. Consequently, I was still taking the pill, which really wasn't necessary since we only had sex two or three times a month, and it would have been easy to arrange those times to coincide with my safe periods. But neither of us wanted to bother keeping up with my cycle, so I just kept taking the pill.

Poor Mom had never been able to figure out why neither Barry nor I was all that interested in sex. It just wasn't that big a deal for either of us. For some reason, Barry continued to be a little embarrassed about his five-inch penis, and I only had an orgasm about once every three times we had sex, so it wasn't a very important part of our marriage.

That all changed one week when I had a minor accident while driving home from work. No one was hurt, but my car was pretty smashed up. It had to be towed to the shop. After the shop manager evaluated the damage, he told us that the repairs would be about $1,800 and the work would take about 10 days. The money was covered by the insurance, but with no car for 10 days, I was riding the train into the city to work and then back again in the evening.

It happened on the second day. We were having meetings with representatives of a large firm whose business was very important to our company. A possible deal was to be discussed at those meetings, so I wore an attractive, tight-fitting dress that covered less than half my thighs. It had a full top that revealed no cleavage, but it was so tight that the contours of my very prominent 34DD's were fully displayed. It never bothered me to take advantage of my femininity to help secure contracts for the corporation, and the results showed just how effective the method was.

As usual, the train was crowded with people packed into the standing space. I was facing the window holding onto the overhead strap when someone approached me from behind. He moved very close to me and before I could move away, whispered, "You're the most delicious-looking woman I've seen this year. I want you... often... and many times. Move closer... press yourself against me."

The instant he said it, a dozen images from the rock concert years before filled my mind. The man behind me at the concert had said "You are one sexy, hot girl. We want you... We're going to have you... You're ours tonight." Now, it was a different stranger behind me saying much the same thing. Both the men at the concert and this man were cut from a different mold than most men. They simply told me what they were going to do and then did it... they didn't ask me... they just took me... as they pleased.

I remembered with vivid clarity that night at the rock concert. How could I forget it? I had cum again and again... hard, intense, throbbing orgasms... over and over. Every single one of them was more explosive, more earth shattering than any I ever had since either masturbating or with Barry. Usually, I couldn't even reach an orgasm with Barry. With the men at the concert, I couldn't stop cumming. When they sucked my nipples, I came. When they finger fucked my cunt... I came. When the rubbed my clitoris, I exploded in hard spasms. When the man fucked me, I had shuddered in near continuous orgasms.

Ever since that faithful night, I couldn't understand why it had been like that with those faceless strangers but never with anyone else. Now I knew! As soon as the man behind told me that I was a delicious woman ... that he wanted me and intended to have me... over and over and over, my pussy... no, not my pussy... my cunt contracted in an intense spasm as my clitoris convulsed. I didn't want men to desire me... or try to seduce me... or persuade me to spread my legs. I needed for them to take charge of me... to grope me... feel me... use while making it clear that I could refuse. But of course, they knew I wouldn't... couldn't... I was too hot... too ready... too open and in heat.

"Did you hear what I said?" came the voice from behind me. My clit throbbed even harder.

"Yes," I moaned in an excited voice.

"Do it."

I moved back and arching my ass. I felt him! More specifically, I felt his hard cock tenting his pants and jamming into my ass. Almost automatically, I began rotating my buttocks over his shaft... moving ... moving... adjusting until it was pressed into my ass crease.

The feel of the stranger's rock hard dick against my ass had me in heat.

"Aahhh god," I hissed, more excited than I had been since the night of the concert. "Your cock... soo hard.... soo fucking hard. It feels big. Is it?"

"You'll find out soon enough." Again my pussy contracted violently bringing a hot groan from my mouth.

His hand moved to my ass. I felt it stroking me from one buttock to the other. Then, it moved up and down over each one in turn. The men sitting to my left and right had noticed my hips moving erotically. Their eyes were now glued to my pelvis. When the hand moved under my short dress to my panties, my eyes closed at the same time as my mouth opened. He slid his finger tips back and forth pressing my panties into my slit.

After feeling my ass, he moved under my dress to my cunt.

"Fuck on my fingers," he whispered. It didn't even occur to me to refuse. I was very close to the hardest orgasm I had had since that night seven years before. My hips began making small thrusting motions to get more friction against my labia and clitoris. The eyes of the man seated in front of me were only inches away from my thrusting pussy.

"What is your name?"

"Kathy," I groaned as I ground my clit hard against his fingers. "I'm about to cum."

"I know. But not yet. Not until I give you permission. Understand?"

"Yes... I'm only allowed to cum when I have your permission. Aaaahhhh god... please... please."

"Please what?"

"Let me cum."

"Soon."

"AAGGHHAAA..." I moaned in sexual heat that I hadn't felt in seven years. The man moved, adjusting his clothing.

"My cock is out. Feel it?" He pressed it against my buttocks. I felt my dress being raised and his now naked cock pressing against my ass. Reaching back, I stroked his organ with my fingers before wrapping them around his girth.

"Jack me off."

I nodded and began moving my hand up and down the length of his shaft which seemed to be about eight inches... much bigger than my husband's small five-inch penis.

I was so close, I knew it would take no more than one or two strokes over my clitoris to make me cum.

"I'm going to shoot my load onto the crotch of your panties, Kathy. You will cum when I do. When you arrive at your office, you will remove your panties and keep them in your purse to give me the next time we meet. Your cunt will be naked under your dress all day. The men around you will be able to smell the musky aroma of your naked pussy."

"OOohhh god. Hurry! Please hurry. I'm about to cum."

"Turn around. Face me. I'm going to put my hands on your ass and move your pussy over my cock. All the men around us will see me doing it. Their eyes will be locked onto your ass, Kathy. That thought and my cock will make your have an intense climax. Now, turn around."

I turned. He raised the front of my dress and inserted his cock between my thighs so that it throbbed like a live python against my pussy. When his hands moved onto my ass, he began dry fucking me. I came almost immediately. I tried to remain silent but couldn't. The hot moans of my climax could easily be heard over the clicking of the train's wheels. I came a second time when I felt his cock jerking against my pussy and shooting out its cum load.

The man dry fucked me to an intense orgasm right in front of a half dozen men.

When his orgasm ebbed, I felt his cock being pulled from between my thighs. He replaced it inside his pants and pulled my dress down. I could feel his semen sliding down both of my thighs and soaking into the crotch of my panties. I was certain that some of it had to be dripping onto the floor... perhaps onto my heels. I would have to check when I got to work.

"What's your name," I groaned.

"Desmond. That's all you need to know, Kathy. Tomorrow, take the same train at the same time. Come to this car. Do not take a seat even if one is available. Wear an off the shoulder dress."

"Please. I'll look ridiculous at work."

"Good point. Bring a small briefcase with your office clothing inside. You can change in the ladies room at the station. Tell your husband that you will have to work late tomorrow night.

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I could hardly concentrate on anything that was happening that day. The only two things I could think about all through the meetings were how wet my naked cunt was and how hard I had climaxed when the unknown man was groping me. By 4 PM, my dress had soaked through in the back. There was nothing I could do about it but hope no one would notice. Of course, with almost every man checking me out in my short dress, they all noticed.

That night even Barry noticed my agitation. "Are you all right, Kathy?" he had asked me.

"I'm fine. Just had a tough day. Oh, by the way, the work on this new deal has to be done by day after tomorrow, so I'm going to have to work late tomorrow night. Don't wait up for me. I might be really late. I can't leave until we have the entire package ready for the senior management to discuss and negotiate."

"No problem. Would you like for me to fix you a dinner to take with you so you won't have to take the time to go out to get something to eat?"

"That's really nice of you, Dear, but it's not necessary. When we have to work late like this, management always arranges for dinner to be brought in at the corporation's expense."

As we were getting ready for bed, I saw Barry looking at me with that adoring look he always gets when he's thinking about making love. "You look so beautiful, Kathy. Would you like to make love tonight?"

"I don't think so, Darling. I'm going to have a very hard day tomorrow."

"Of course. I'm sorry, Honey. It was very inconsiderate of me to even suggest it. Please forgive me."

"There's nothing to forgive, Darling. A man is supposed to want to make love to his wife."

"I know, but I need to be more sensitive to your needs. I'll try harder. Good night, Dear."

As I lay there with my husband beside me, breathing deeply in his sleep, I think I realized for the first time why I could only infrequently reach an orgasm when I had sex with Barry. He was too nice... too considerate of me. He let me control every thing when what I wanted and desperately needed was for him to be in control... total control. I knew that if he had simply told me that he was going to fuck me tonight instead of asking me, I would have been on my back with my legs wide open in a flash.

The man on the train didn't ask. He just took what he wanted, and I had a powerful orgasm. Tomorrow, he was going to do it again on the train, and I knew I would again climax no matter how many men were watching. And then tomorrow night, he would use me. I almost certain that he planned to fuck me whether I wanted it or not. I couldn't even imagine how many times that would make me climax.

I was so hot and turned on there was no way I could get to sleep. I could feel my swollen clitoris throbbing as well as the wetness seeping from my pussy. Moving my hand between my open legs, I touched my erect clit. A hot lance of pleasure ripped through my cunt. I knew I was going to masturbate. At first, I thought about going into the guest bedroom to do it, but the thought of finger fucking myself after saying no to my husband's request for sex was too erotic... too depraved... to resist. I was going to get myself off right here in bed beside my husband!

Throwing back the covers on my side of the bed, I completely exposed myself. I wanted to do it so that if Barry woke up, I would be caught with no way to deny what I was doing. Getting up, I got an extra pillow out of the closet to put under my ass to elevate my pussy. I also got my largest dildo from its hiding place on the top shelf of the closet.

After arranging the pillow, I got back in bed and lowered my ass onto the pillow. I wanted it to be obvious that I was fucking myself if Barry woke up so I pulled my legs back and spread wide. As soon as I touched my clit, another hard spasm surged through my pussy. I got off the first time by working two fingers into my hole and rubbing my clit. I was so hot, it only took a few minutes. Since I was making no effort to be quiet and no effort to remain still, I wondered why Barry didn't wake up and catch me.

After erupting in an intense orgasm, I used my big dildo the second time. Naturally, I fantasized that it was the stud from the train fucking me. "Please don't put that monster dick into me... I'm married.... aaaahhh... let me suck you... please don't fuck me," I moaned. Then, I shoved the thick plastic phallus up my cunt. "Ooohhhhh damn you... you're fucking meeeeeeee... it's too big... aaaahhh... can't take it... ggghhhaaaa... oohhhh god... go on...do it to meeeeeeeee.... fuck meeeeeee... make me cum," I groaned as I thrust the thick shaft in and out of my throbbing vagina.

After my second intense orgasm, I put the dildo under the bed and settled down with my legs still wide open, the pillow still under my ass. I realized that I had wanted Barry to awaken and catch me. In my fantasy, he was angry... furious that I had turned him down and then masturbated. He was so furious that he whipped my ass with his belt until it was red and stinging... then he fucked me twice... once in my cunt and once in my ass. I screamed at him to stop, but all he did was stuff my panties in my mouth to shut me up. Then, he fucked me even harder. Of course, none of that happened. Barry slept through the entire thing.

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I wore a red, off-the-shoulder dress on the train the next day. With the split up the right side of the dress, not only did it show off my cleavage, it also revealed a lot of thigh every time I took a step. Of course, my husband didn't know about any of that because he had left 15 minutes before. I carried an attaché case containing a very attractive outfit to wear at work, but one that was not so blatantly sexy. There would be plenty of time to change in the ladies room at the train station. In addition to the business clothes, the case also contained an even more revealing outfit that I was considering wearing later that evening depending on what plans Desmond had for me.

As directed, I went to the same car as on the previous morning. Fortunately, there were no empty seats so I wouldn't look weird standing up when there were seats available. Even so, almost every man in the car was checking out my half exposed body as I swayed with the motion of the train. With my arm extended above my head to hold onto the strap, they all had an excellent view of my breasts and cleavage.

I knew I looked slutty in the red dress, but I didn't care.

Five minutes after the train left the station, I felt his body pressing into mine from behind.

"Desmond?" I whispered.

"Yes. Don't turn around."

Again, I obeyed his instructions. As usual, the train was rocking back and forth as it glided along the rails. Each time my body moved against Desmond's, his rock hard cock was thrusting into my ass. At each contact, he pressed it into my crack as I rotated my ass.

"Hot assed, Slut," he whispered in my ear just loud enough to be heard over the clicking of the wheels on the rails. "Are you wearing panties?"

"Yes. You didn't tell me not to. Should I go to the restroom and take them off?"

"If I want you to take them off, I'll tell you and you'll do it right here... not in the restroom. Understand?" I shuddered in response. The thought sent shivers of fear through me, but it also made my vagina throb. "In fact, perhaps I should have you ask the man sitting right in front of you to reach under your dress and remove your panties?"

"Oh my god... I'll be arrested. Please don't."

"I'll consider your request. Lean back. I'm going to feel your big tits."

As soon as I leaned into him, his cock lurched hard against the crease of my ass. At the same time, his hand rose up my side ... higher and higher... until it was cupping my right breast.

The man sitting in front of me watched as Desmond cupped and hefted my breast.

"Even bigger than I remembered," he said into my ear. "Your nipple is hard... really hard." His fingers stroked it. My pussy throbbed as my legs trembled. "Big fuck jugs. When's the last time a cock fucked your big tits?"

"No one's ever done that," I moaned.

"That will change tonight."

"AAaahhhh... yesss! A big cock between them... fucking them. Will it cum all over my tits?" I asked almost breathlessly.

"Probably."

"AAaahhhh."

"I think the man in front of you wants to see your tits, Kathy. Ask him."

"No... please."

"Ask him or I'll leave."

My legs were shaking when I bent over and motioned for the man to lean closer. When he did, he stared straight down my cleavage. "Would you like to see my tits?" I asked, my voice breaking as I spoke.

He looked at me for a moment with a blank look on his face as if he didn't trust his ears to have transmitted my question correctly to his brain. "Well? Do you want to see them or not?"

"Hell yes! Take them out."

"The guy behind me will do that." He clutched his cock and began squeezing it in anticipation.

"What did he say?" Desmond asked.

"He wants to see my tits."

"So do I." Slowly, Desmond pulled the bodice of my dress downward. I wore no bra so as soon as it was down, my tits were swinging and jiggling in front of the man in front of me.

The man began stroking his cock through his pants when Desmond exposed my tits.

Desmond's cock was now jerking hard against my ass. I humped against it shamelessly as he caressed and hefted my tits.

As Desmond's hand moved sensuously over my breast, I squeezed and stroked the dick of the man sitting in front of me. Instantly, his hips arched up off the seat. I could feel his shaft expanding and throbbing wildly inside his pants. His mouth opened in a silent moan just as his dick erupted under my hand. It throbbed hard... again and again... with each contraction sending another thick stream of semen into his shorts and pants. His cock continued to throb and shoot for a long time. When his ass finally fell back to the seat, a big cum stain was spreading over the front of his pants.

"Cover your tits, Kathy. We're going to move to the back car. There are some seats there." Desmond slipped his hand into the side slit of my dress and moved it up to my ass. He kept it there as he pushed me toward the rear of the train. Two of the men who had been watching asked Desmond if they could watch.

Both men had their eyes locked on Desmond's hand as it moved higher and higher on my thigh.

"It's fine with me. Let's ask Kathy if she has any objection. Kathy, these two men would like to watch. You don't mind, do you?"

My face flamed red. I started to scream, "No Way!", but one look at Desmond's face told me he would be gone if I said no. After all the years waiting for another man like the ones at the rock concert, I couldn't stand to lose him. So, I said meekly, "I don't mind."

As Desmond had predicted, there were several vacant seats in the last car. As soon as we were seated, he again pulled down the top of my dress exposing both of my tits. "Lift your ass," he ordered. When I did, he pulled my dress up around my hips. The two men watching us leaned closer and stared between my open thighs. I was so wet that I didn't have to look to know that my panties had become nearly transparent allowing the two men see my pussy easily.

My slit and pussy lips were total exposed by the drenched panties.

"Come closer, Gentleman. Watch me make her cum. She's already so hot it won't take but a few strokes on her hard clit to make her erupt. If you get closer, you'll be able to see her hole opening and closing when she gets off. That's it. Spread your legs wide open, Kathy. These men want to see you cum. SPREAD WIDE! NOW!"

"Ooohhhh yesss!" I hissed in heat. "Get closer. Watch me cum! Watch my cunt throb and contract when I get off. Do it to me, Desmond. HURRY! NOW! MAKE ME CUM!"

Just as Desmond had predicted, my pussy contracted violently when he brought me to an orgasm.

When I came, both men saw every contraction of my pussy.

Ten minutes before the train arrived at the station, Desmond asked, "What time will you finish work tonight, Kathy?"

"Between 5 and 6 PM. There are some important negotiations scheduled so I'm not sure when I will finish."

"That will not be a problem. Business first... pleasure second. I'll be waiting for you at the main entrance to your building at 5 PM. If you're going to be later than 6 PM, call my cell phone number on the card."

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Once at the station, I hurried into the ladies room, locked myself in one of the stalls, and changed into a more business-like outfit. The bodice of my tight dress showed a nice amount of cleavage, which I was certain all the men would appreciate, and enough leg to be interesting. After packing the red dress in the case, I did my make up, caught a cab, and arrived at work 10 minutes later.

The first meeting of the day started at 9:30 AM, and things began to go wrong almost immediately. I just couldn't stop thinking about what was going to happen that evening after Desmond picked me up. Although Desmond had gotten me off several times in the last two days, he hadn't yet fucked me. I had been so ready for it this morning on the train! Yet, he hadn't put his cock into me.

10:00 AM came and went and I was still lost in a sexual fog of hot thoughts of what was to come. I was so turned on I could easily detect the musky aroma of my excited pussy. Finally, the intercom rang. It was Anderson's secretary.

"Everyone is in the conference room waiting for you, Mrs. Jacobs."

"Oh my god... I lost track of the time. I'll be right there," I gasped. I practically ran to the conference room. When I entered, Earl Anderson glared at me. If looks could have killed, I would have been dead. After I apologized profusely, the meeting finally got started, 13 minutes late.

As the meeting wore on, it became painfully obvious that the our potential clients were having some significant second thoughts, not so much about the cost, but primarily about the availability of the products and the service on those products. Nothing that Anderson or his assistant VP said seemed to be bringing them back on board.

As a mere district director of marketing, it wasn't my place to do or say anything. Eventually, thoughts of Desmond and the coming evening began flashing through my mind. Erotic images of myself bent over the back of a couch with my heels wide apart and tied to the legs kept racing through my mind. Someone pushed my skirt up over my ass and pressed my panties between my buttocks. The hot images caused my vagina to throb and more juices to seep into my already soaked panties.

"Mrs. Jacobs would you briefly run through the details of the service contracts for software maintenance for us?" the Engineering Director asked.

The men were all circling behind me. One of them pulled my panties down as far as my spread legs would permit. Another man cut them off leaving my ass and cunt bare. Fingers probed my ass and cunt holes. Again, my pussy contracted forcing out more of my secretions.

"Kathy! Please summarize the service contract arrangements," Anderson ordered.

I tore my mind away from the image of one of the men sliding two fingers into my throbbing cunt, and said, "Of course, Mr. Anderson. I was just reviewing them in my mind before answering." As I turned to face the Engineering Director, I slipped open another button on my blouse.

"I like that," the Engineering Director said. "Always nice to work with people who think carefully before they speak." I breathed a silent sigh of relief and began outlining the service contract details as his eyes locked on my now half-exposed breasts.

For ten minutes I ran through the experience and qualifications of our technical people who would be handling the hardware and software maintenance, and then added, "Of course, if any problems arise or even if you just wish to discuss the best operating procedures, I will personally visit your facilities and be at your service for as long as it takes to meet all of your requirements and needs." Here, I paused for a moment and then added, "I mean all of your needs. That's the hallmark of the service we guarantee to provide our clients. Now, I can tell that you have some concern about product availability. If you wish, I can speak to that point."

The Engineering Direction and the CEO of the company both spoke at the same time. "Please do, Mrs. Jacobs."

"Of course, Gentlemen. First, let me assure both of you that whatever you need, it will be available. As District Marketing Director, I will personally deliver what you need and stay until you are completely satisfied. Before you leave, I will provide both of you with a complete list of the products we keep in stock. I'm sure you will be pleased. And since I will be personally delivering those products to give you shortest possible delivery time, I think I can safely guarantee your complete satisfaction.

Both men stared at me, particularly at my tits. After a brief pause, the CEO smiled and said, "I think Mrs. Jacobs has taken care of all concerns. Shall we go over the terms and timetables of the contract one final time?"

For the next hour, I forced myself to pay attention and provide information when needed, but even as I did so, the image of several men fucking me, one after the other, as I lay bent over the couch kept racing through my mind. Toward the end of the meeting, my panties were totally soaked. I could smell the musky aroma coming from between my legs. I wondered if anyone else could.

As the contracts were signed and the meeting was drawing to a close, the nameless men in my fantasy were now using my asshole. It was stretched... gaping... wide open... taking cock after cock. I felt like I might have an orgasm without even touching myself.

The Engineering Director handed me his card as we were leaving. On the back was written, "I love your aroma. Call me."

The CEO also pressed his business card into my hand as he left. The note on the back read, "I look forward to seeing a lot more of you in the future."

I had just gotten back to my office when Anderson's secretary came in. "Mr. Anderson wants to see you in his office."

"When?"

"Right now. It's none of my business Mrs. Jacobs, but if I were you, I'd hurry."

I took her advice and less than a minute later, I knocked on Anderson's office door.

"Come in."

I entered and saw him seated behind his desk looking at me. There was a chair directly in front of his desk, and I moved to it intending to sit down, but Anderson stopped me.

"Did I tell you to sit down?"

I stopped abruptly and just stood in front of his desk.

"That was quite a show you put on at the meeting, Kathy. First, you're ten minutes late so that when you come running in, you're panting and your big tits are heaving. I think you got both Vincent and Karl hard. Then when the entire deal is on the verge of falling apart, you appear to be in a daze, your mouth slightly open, your tongue sliding over your lips, apparently lost in some type of sexual fantasy. I could even see Vincent's pants tenting as he got hard again."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Anderson, I didn't mean..."

"Quiet! Your summary of our services and product availability along with your personal assurances that you will be at their beck and call to take care of all their needs would have persuaded anyone, provided they weren't gay. The fact that you opened another button your blouse to give them an even better view was icing on the cake, so to speak. You obviously saved the deal for the corporation."

Anderson paused as his eyes seemed to be undressing me where I stood, then he continued. "As a result of today's meeting, two significant changes are going to occur if you decide to continue to work for the corporation. First, you will no longer be the marketing manager of the western district. As of tomorrow, you will have a new position as our Regional Marketing Director with a large increase in perks and salary. Second, I will be fucking you frequently and often at work and at other convenient and safe times. You can either leave my office now and nothing will change, or you can sit down and accept the changes. It's your choice... make it now. You have five minutes."

My body was shuddering. Anderson hadn't asked me for sex. He didn't try to seduce me. He just told me he was going to fuck me... a lot... frequently and often at work and probably in hotels, his home, and perhaps even in the bed I shared with Barry. A small orgasm rippled through my pussy send tremors up and down my spine. I sat down in the chair and opened my legs.

Anderson stared and my wet panties and barely concealed pussy and said, "I knew you would accept, Kathy. You love being dominated."

"Oh yes," I moaned trying to spread even wider.

"From now on, you will come to my office as soon as your arrive for work each morning for panty inspection."

"Ooooohhhh god." My hips moved to the edge of the chair. "What type of panties should I wear for the inspection?"

"None. If you're wearing panties, you will be disciplined."

"Aaahhh!"

"Of course, your panties will be removed before discipline is administered, but then that's what you want... isn't it?"

"Yesss," I hissed.

"Nice legs and panties, Kathy. Are you aware that I can smell the musky aroma of your cunt?"

"I wondered if anyone in the conference room could smell how excited I was."

"They could and they did. Slip your hand down your panties and make yourself cum while I watch."

"Should I take off my panties?"

"Not yet. Do it! Hand inside your panties. Fuck your hot hole and cum."

"AAHHHHH GOD... I'm so hot... uunnnghhh... Watch me, Mr. Anderson. Can you see my fingers sinking into my pussy? AAHH! AAHH! AAHH! YESSSSSSS.... WATCH ME CUM! NOWWWW!!"

"Hot-cunted Slut. Fuck that cunt, Baby. Harder!"

"Oh yesss... make me fuck my hole right in front of you, Mr. Anderson. Aaaaahhhh... Aaaaahhhh... Aaaaahhhhh... sooo good. Can you see my throbbing?"

"No. Lose the panties, Kathy. Show me your married cunt!"

Lifting my ass, I pulled my panties over my butt and to the top of my thighs. Then, raising my legs up in the air, I pulled the panties up my legs as far as I could reach. Bending my knees, I took them off and tossed them onto Anderson's desk. "I hope my husband doesn't notice that I'm not wearing panties when I get home."

When Anderson stared at my exposed pussy, I could feel myself rising toward another orgasm.

"I could give them back to you."

"You could, but you won't. A man like you wants his women to go home to their husband without any panties on."

"You're right. Spread your legs wide open. Show the gash!"

Spreading wide open, I arched my ass off the chair to present my pussy to him. "You're shaved! I like them shaved."

Anderson began stroking his cock as he stared at my shaved cunt.

"I know you do. Most men want me shaved... they can see my cunt better. Can you see it, Mr. Anderson? Shall I come closer."

"Yes... YES! Get on the desk... female fucking position... you know what that is... legs up, bent, pulled back, spread. SHOW IT TO ME!"

Mounting the desk right in front of Anderson, I lay on my back and pulled my legs up into position. My naked cunt was no more than foot from his face.

Once I assumed the position, I knew Anderson would fuck me.

His tongue swiped up the length of my trench... pushing into my hole on the way to my clit. Once on my clit, he worked me rapidly toward another orgasm. I came hard squirting all over his face and the top of his desk. I was still throbbing in my orgasm, when he stood up between my raised legs and rammed his rigid dick into my cunt. It slid easily past my outer lips, entered my wet hole, and sank balls deep into my depths. Anderson's organ was an above average seven inches and thick. I howled with pleasure when he started fucking me with hard, deep strokes.

His cock felt good inside me... really good... and the thought that he was just taking me... fucking my pussy ... and was going to cum inside me was driving me crazy with lust. Anderson pushed my legs back toward my ears. He had me almost bent in two. Bracing himself on the floor while supporting himself with his hands on the desk, he pounded his dick into me hard and fast.

"Oh God... Oh God... Oh God," I heard myself chant. I screamed even louder when he made me cum on his plunging dick. "AAaaggghh!" My body hunched beneath his. I felt his dick jerk... throb hard ... and flood me.

Earl kept his twitching dick buried inside me soaking in our combined juices. Amazingly, he didn't lose his erection. I couldn't remember Barry ever being able to do that... even on our honeymoon. His dick rapidly wilted once he had ejaculated. Not Anderson's. He was rock hard again in less than a few minutes.

Pulling me to my feet, he growled, "Put your knee up on the desk... Open your fuck hole, Baby. Hard dick is going back in!" I got into the position he wanted and felt his shaft nail me. After ramming himself into me, his prick flashed in and out... pumping me hard.

I came twice more before Anderson shot a second time inside my throbbing vagina.

At 2 PM, we were both naked. He was lying on top of his desk while I rode his thick shaft. After 10 minutes of fucking myself on his hard cock, I had a climax. He rammed up into me even harder making me grunt. When his fingers captured my clit and began rubbing it, I had a third orgasm which triggered his.

He let me leave his office after that, but at 4:30, he entered my office, locked the door, and proceeded to strip me naked. This time, I rode him in cowgirl position. After my first orgasm, he ordered me to finger my asshole while he pumped his cum into me.

With my finger inside my ass, I could easily feel Anderson's cock throbbing when he ejaculated.

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After that session in my office, Anderson's balls were totally drained. He tried to get it up again with no success. Finally, he got dressed and as he was leaving, reminded me of the daily panty-inspection in his office. Just thinking about being forced to undergo a daily panty inspection had me hot. That was the bad news. The good news was that Desmond was waiting in front of the building for me.

In the ladies room, I stripped off my dress I had worn at the meeting. I hadn't worn a bra and Anderson had taken my panties, so, except for my heels, I was naked. After a quick shower, I put on a full white dress that exposed almost half of my tits. I didn't bother with either panties or a bra. I didn't think there was much point since I knew that Desmond would have me out of them before long.

I was naked under the white dress.

A black limo was waiting at the curb when I exited the building. Desmond emerged from the back and held the door open for me. When I climbed in, I saw that he wasn't alone. A young, well-built black man was waiting inside. I took a seat to his right, and Desmond sat down to my right and closed the limo's door. Instantly, the driver pulled away from the curb.

The two men pulled my legs apart. One black hand moved up my left leg while a white hand explored my right thigh. The two hands slowly moved higher. I arched my hips.

"Say hello to Max," Desmond said as his hand moved to within a few inches of my naked cunt.

"Hi, Max. I'm Kathy. If you move your hand just a little higher, you'll meet Kathy's cunt." The black hand moved another few inches, and three fingers pushed into my sex trench. "AAAaaahhhh... uuummmm... I like that. Do you like my married box, Max?"

"Love married pussy. It's the best. Does your husband fuck you often?"

"No. And he doesn't fuck me. He makes gentle love to me."

"How often?"

"Twice a month. Usually I don't cum."

"You'll cum tonight. A lot," Max growled as he rubbed my clit.

Desmond's hand had now reached my pussy. With Max working on my clit, my vagina was available, and Desmond quickly filled it with his fingers. The two men worked me higher and higher. When my hips rose off the seat of the limo, two fingers worked their way into my ass... I couldn't tell if it was Max or Desmond inside my ass. It didn't matter... any fingers would do. I was about to cum.

Desmond pushed my dress up around my hips at the same time as Max pulled the straps off my shoulders. A moment later, the dress was bunched uselessly around my waist covering nothing.

"Damn! The hot bitch is naked under her dress," Max said.

"OOOohhhhh FUCK! I'M GONNA CUM! DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP!" I screamed. The words were hardly out of my mouth when my body shuddered in an intense climax. My asshole and cunt throbbed around the probing fingers. Max rubbed my clit even harder bringing screams from me.

As my first climax ebbed, I moved my hands to the side and found two, iron-hard, throbbing cocks. "Take them out!" I hissed. "Take your cocks out!" A few seconds later, I was jacking off both men.

Gradually, they lowered me to my back on the spacious seat. Desmond moved between my open thighs while Max was getting into position to use my mouth. I never let go of their cocks.

Desmond held his body above mine with his arms straight as I grasped his dick and led him toward my eager pussy. Both men watched as I directed the swollen head of his thick, ten-inch cock to my wet and open sex lips. Slowly, I moved it up and down my trench soaking his dick with my secretions. When it was slick with my juices, I centered it on my hole.

As Desmond's hips pressed forward spreading my thighs, I was pulling Max's monstrously thick shaft toward my wide open mouth. I gasped when I felt Desmond push the head of his cock inside my body. Then, he stopped.

"Please," I begged.

"Please what?"

"Please put it in me."

"Where?"

"In my cunt... in my married cunt.... inside my husband's private hole. Fuck me!"

I couldn't talk any longer because Max was pushing his dick into my mouth. He was so thick, it felt like it might dislocate my jaw. He ignored my groans, held my head steady, and forced in more of his rod. As the black shaft entered my mouth, I lifted my legs to make my vagina a perfect target for Desmond's loaded sex gun. He dropped his weight downward forcing his cock all the way into my body. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pulled him into me.

We all screamed at the same time. "UUNNGHHH! GGGHHAAAA! OOOHHHHH!! FUCK!!!"

Desmond was grunting like a bull. The yielding warmth of my pussy had him throbbing and thrusting into me like a jack hammer. I sucked hard on Max's dick making him grunt right along with Desmond. Again, Desmond's fingers entered my asshole.

"Hot-cunted fuck Slut," he growled as he pulled his prick almost all the way out of my hole. I moaned with the loss. He teased me with it... moving it back and forth over my slit... then he rammed it back inside me bringing loud howls of hot pleasure. Desmond nailed it into me all the way. I couldn't believe I had 10 inches of male meat inside my body. It felt like the head had to be up in my stomach.

When he heard me moaning around Max's thrusting shaft, he again pulled out of my vagina making me groan with the loss. Once more he toyed with me before fucking it back into my eager hole. Soon, he was screwing me at a steady pace... each stroke thudding into the bottom of my cunt with authority. My juices now coated his cock and dripped down the cheeks of my ass.

Groaning, Max spoke urgently to Desmond. "You about to shoot a load into her?"

"Oh fuck yes! Soon."

"Pump in into her. I need to get my cock into her cunt or asshole. I don't want to cum in her mouth the first time. Finish Man, and let me mount her."

"Yes... yess... yess... fuckkkk meeeee!!" I screamed. "Do what he says, Desmond. Shoot it into meeeeeeeee! AAAahhhh oohhh fuckkk... I'm cumming. I'm cumming!"

"I'm... getting... close," Desmond gasped in warning.

"Cum, cum for me! CUM INSIDE MY MARRIED CUNT HOLE! BREED MEEEEEE! FILL MY HOLE WITH YOUR LOAD, STUD!"

"Ohhhhhh Jesusssss!!!" Desmond moaned as his balls tightened. He rammed his thick rod as deep as he could. I felt the big head slug into my womb. He held it there as his buttocks contracted and his body convulsed. One thick stream of semen after another shot from the swollen head coating the opening to my womb and the walls of my vagina.

When I felt his penis throb and knew that he was filling me with his load, I tightened my legs around his waist, lifted my hips, and erupted in another climax.

The instant Desmond pulled his semi-hard dick out of my cum-filled hole, Max was on me. He hiked my legs up onto his shoulders and slammed the black dick into me... hard and deep. Unlike Desmond, he didn't tease me with it.... he fucked the shit out of me. Every stroke hammered my hips deep into the seat. It didn't take him long to blow a huge load of sperm-filled semen into my pussy. I came right along with him.

Max fucked me like a hot whore... hard and deep.

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When the limo stopped in the driveway of Desmond's home, the two men pulled me out of the car naked save for my heels and led me into the house with a male hand on each one of my buttocks.

"Later, we're going out to a private men's club of which I'm a member," Desmond said as we entered the den. "I think you'll love it."

"I'm sure I will," I said with a deep moan because Max's fingers were inside my pussy while his thumb rubbed my swollen clitoris. "Unngh... ooohhh god," I gasped as my ass humped against the probing fingers.

"Before we leave, however, Max wants to ass fuck you, and I'm anxious to sample your mouth hole. Do you suck your husband's cock, Kathy?"

"No. Never. He doesn't ask for it and I don't offer."

"I don't ask for it either."

"I know. You just take it."

"And you love it."

"Oh god yessss," I heard myself moan.

Now Max asked, "Have you ever fucked anyone who asked you for sex, and didn't just take it?"

"No. Not once. Men who beg and whine for me to let them have sex don't turn me on."

Desmond was now groping my tits and pulling hard on my nipples. I had to spread my legs wider when Max pushed four fingers into my cunt.

"UUNNGGHH! GOD! YOU'RE FILLING MEEEEEEEEE!" I wailed.

"Cum you hot Bitch!" Max ordered. My pussy erupted almost immediately.

"Perfect," Desmond commented. "Her mouth hole is wide open. Time for her to suck cock." Desmond dropped his pants and briefs and then reclined on the large sofa. His cock was a rigid, nine-plus inch sex spike sticking straight up in the air. Just looking at it made me throb.

"DO IT! SUCK ME!" he commanded. "And be certain to take every inch."

When I bent over Desmond's prone body, my ass was arched. Max alternated between finger fucking me and spanking me. Both had me shuddering and then cumming on his fingers.

"Mmmmm... so hot. Your cock is gorgeous. So fucking big! You're both huge!"

"Bigger than hubby?"

"Yes... a LOT bigger! He's only five inches and much thinner than either of you."

"Can you feel his little penis?"

"I could, but after taking your cocks, probably not. It doesn't matter. I almost never cum when my husband fucks me."

"Shut up and suck me," Desmond ordered.

Lowering my mouth over his thick shaft, I sucked in 5 inches until the big head was pushing against the opening to my throat. Slowly, I forced his cock into my throat. Once the head was inside, Desmond held my head and drove his iron-hard prick down my throat.

After a few minutes, I was taking every inch of Desmond's dick down my throat.

Sucking hard while caressing his balls, I locked my lips around the base of his shaft every time I drove my head downward. Desmond moaned with intense male satisfaction. When I pushed two fingers into his ass, his load exploded down my throat.

As soon as Desmond's orgasm ebbed, Max carried me to the other couch in the room, put me on my back with my legs high in the air. Pushing my knees back toward my shaking tits, he grunted with pleasure when my asshole came into view.

Desmond was right there with a squeeze bottle of lubricant. Pushing the nozzle into my ass, he squeezed several times and filled my hole. After squirting a generous amount of the lube onto Max's cock, he reached down and held my buttocks open.

"Her asshole look inviting?" Desmond asked Max.

"Very. It looks tight. Has your husband fucked your ass, Kathy?"

"Nooo... please go slow."

"Of course. Reach down and guide my cock into your ass, Kathy. Do it!"

I grunted in near shock when the huge phallus pressed against my opening, but Max slowly worked his cock back and forth... up and down... then, he centered it and pushed into me. I had anticipated a sharp pain. I never came. Instead, there was an exquisite feeling of fullness that grew and grew as he pushed more and more of his shaft into me. When he was halfway inside, he stopped, allowed me to become accustomed to his thick weapon, and then pulled four inches out... waited... and then pushed it back in.

"OOOHHHHH FUCK YESSSSSSSSSS!" I moaned as more and more of his black dick filled my ass. When 8 inches were in me, the fucking began... slowly at first... then faster.

"UGH! UGH! AAAHHHH GOD! That's so good, Max. Fuck meeeeeeeeee!" I begged.

After several minutes, he was balls deep inside me. The erotic sound of his balls slapping against my butt on each thrust had me moaning with pleasure. Gradually, Max fucked me faster and harder until we were both gasping each time he filled my ass.

I couldn't stop cumming as Max fucked my ass with his big cock.

"I'M GONNA CUM!! GONNA CUM!" I shouted. He fucked me harder, and I exploded in an intense climax that caused my pussy and ass holes to contract in hard spasms.

Before Max unloaded and filled my ass with his semen, I had had two more orgasms, each one producing wild, excited female screams of pleasure.

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After Max had fucked me, we took a break while I showered and changed into a transparent, tight black teddy. It completely covered my breasts, but since it was transparent, they were both completely exposed. The garment fit like a second skin. It ended several inches before it covered my ass and pussy. There were attached black garter straps and a pair of back stockings with matching platform, black four-inch heels. Of course, there was no bra or panties.

When I came downstairs, both Max and Desmond were waiting for me. "My god! How can her husband only fuck her twice a month? I'd be buried in her two or three times a day," Max informed Desmond in a loud voice.

Both men got hard when I posed for them in my obscene outfit.

"She's one hot piece of ass," Desmond agreed. "Turn around, Kathy. Let's see the back."

"You don't want to see my back, you hot satyr. I know you want to see my ass," I teased as I turned my back on the men and let them stare at my totally exposed ass.

It was Max's turn to comment. "Very hot, Kathy, but I can't see your cunt. Bend over the couch and spread your legs."

Keeping my legs straight, I spread my feet wide apart and bent over at the waist. Looking at back, I could see Max leering at my exposed pussy. "Can you see it now, Max?"

"Oh hell yes! You're gonna drive every man at the club crazy."

My vagina and clit began to pulse as Max stared between my thighs.

"Let's eat. We have to be at the club by 8 PM," Desmond advised.

Dinner was a deliciously cold vichyssoise for the first course. This was followed by a crab salad with filet of sole entree. Dessert was an absolutely awesome white wine. "What is this?" I asked as I sipped the wine.

"It's a German wine, Kathy. A beerenauslese... very sweet and delicious... like your pussy," Desmond said with a grin.

"If you say so," I responded finishing off my glass.

"What do you think of the dress, Kathy?"

"It's very erotic... totally transparent with no bra or panties, it shows everything. How am I going to keep from being arrested if I wear this in public?"

"We have a tan trench coat for you to wear on the street. It comes to mid-thigh. Once we're in the club, it's private, so you won't need the coat any longer."

"What kind of private club is it?"

"It's a very exclusive men's club. Only women who are guests of one of the members are allowed entry, and they have to be married, but their husbands are not permitted on the premises."

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The club was opulently furnished. Every thing reeked of wealth and privilege. Instead of tables, booths, and chairs, there were couches, love seats, bedrooms, several bars, two dance floors with piped-in music. The waitresses all wore wedding rings and not much else. In addition to the waitresses, there were about a half dozen female guests present and perhaps 20 members, many of whom stared at me with undisguised lust when Desmond removed my coat.

A man in early 40s approached us as soon as we entered. He was handsome, well-built with a strong chin. He looked me over without worrying about whether I saw him doing it or not. The man just oozed virility.

"Good evening, Desmond... Max. Nice seeing you again. Who is this luscious piece with you?" I shuddered visibly when the man referred to me as a "piece"

"You're looking good, Raymond. This is Kathy. She's only been married a couple of years but her husband is already ignoring her needs. Hard to understand since she's an incredibly good fuck."

"Really?" Raymond again looked me over and asked, "How often does your husband fuck you, Kathy?"

"Two or three times a month. It doesn't matter because I rarely have an orgasm when he does screw me."

Raymond stepped closer and hefted both of my tits, squeezing them and feeling my nipples through the thin material of the teddy. "With tits like these, your husband must need a brain transplant. Steward... Vince... come on over and check out this delicious piece that Desmond has brought."

Both men joined us. The man Raymond had addressed as Vince was a powerful black stud. He cupped my free tit and stroked my ass below the teddy while Steward rubbed my naked pussy. "Her cunt's a swamp," Steward informed the other men.

"How big do you think her tits are, Raymond?" Vince asked as he hefted and felt the breast in his hand. "I think she's 36D."

Raymond's hand circled the tit in his hand and cupped it, obviously trying to gauge its size. "They have to be bigger than that. I would say 36DD. How's her ass, Vince?

"Firm... really firm. Let me check how tight it is." He pushed my shoulders down bending me over. After sliding his fingers through my sex slit to wet them, he pushed two into my rectum. I couldn't suppress a moan.

"UUnnghh... aaahhhhh."

"Her asshole's really tight, but it will stretch." All three men laughed.

"How about her cunt hole, Steward?" Vince inquired.

"Wet, hot, slick, and tight. She certainly hasn't been screwed very much."

I knew I should be mortified by three men commenting on my body as if I were a piece of livestock up for sale, but the truth was every time they made a comment, my vagina pulsed and more fluids seeped out.

"I think Fuck Room #5 is free. Shall we take Kathy there and ... eh.... inspect her more closely.... I have in mind using some deep probes."

"You Gentlemen enjoy yourselves. Max and I will collect Kathy later," Desmond commented.

As the men led me to the game room, Vince's fingers were now in my pussy rather than exploring my ass. Before we reached the game room, I saw a brunette being fucked on a couch by a huge black stud in full view of the club members. She was naked from the waist up but still had on her black hose, heels, garter belt, and matching panties. The panties weren't doing her any good, however. The guy had just pulled them aside and nailed his thick shaft into her.

"That's Leon," Raymond informed me. "He's got a cock as thick as a beer can. Come on. Let's watch for a moment."

We moved closer and Raymond bent me over so that my face wasn't more than a few feet from the woman's tightly plugged cunt. Leon's organ was every bit as thick as Raymond had said. The woman's pussy lips were pulled outward and clung to the thick cock every time he pulled out for his next thrust. When it disappeared inside her vagina, the brunette shrieked loudly.

Leon's cock stretched the woman's cunt in a huge hole.

The brunette had several orgasms before Leon told her that he was going to shoot his load inside her.

"Noo.. don't. Not inside me," the woman said obviously alarmed. "I'm not on the pill. Pull out. Please. Don't cum in me."

"Too bad, Baby. The load's going up your hot cunt hole." He shoved her legs back until her knees were beside her ears. The position elevated her pussy and allowed Leon to ram his entire length deep and hard against her womb. He drove his cock into her hole several times, then buried it balls deep. I watched as his buttocks clenched again and again shooting thick streams of sperm-filled semen into the woman's fertile pussy.

"I think she's been bred. Let's go."

Fuck Room #5 had a large bed in the center of the room with several lounge chairs and a couch surrounding the bed. There were leather straps attached to the four corners of the bed that were obviously there for the purpose of binding a woman in a spread position for use. My secretions were now trickling down my thighs.

"Lie down on the bed, Kathy. Show us that hot married fuck hole," Raymond ordered.

Being ordered to show everyone my pussy already had me close to an orgasm.

"Fantastic!" Raymond hissed. "Unbelievable," Steward agreed and then added, "I've got to get my dick into one of her holes. Drop your head over the edge of the bed, Kathy. Suck me!" He waved his a big 8-inch dick in front of my face. I sucked it in... balls deep causing Steward to moan.

Steward's cock was much bigger than Barry's but not the equal of Desmond's or Max's.

Steward steadied my head with his hands and drove his 7-inch cock all the way into my throat. I was shocked when his balls banged against my nose. He pulled back letting me breathe before he thrust it back down my throat. For some reason, the position made it easy for Steward to fuck my throat without making me gag.

As Steward gave it to me faster, my hand moved automatically between my thighs to my clit. That was more than Vince could take. Mounting the bed, he moved between my thighs and moved my hand away from my pussy.

"You don't need your fingers in that hot box, Baby. You need BBC. Ready?"

"What's BBC?"

The men all laughed. "It's what's about to fill your hot cunt, Slut... Big Black Cock! 'bout nine inches of it. Spread wide and raise that ass, Girl. BBC's GOING IN!"

"Oooohhh Shit! I'M CUMMING IN HER THROAT!" Steward screamed. The words were hardly out of his mouth when I felt his dick pulse and jerk hard. He held my head and rammed his entire length down my throat. His buttocks clenched and the first big stream of semen filled my mouth and throat. His hips pumped in two hard, short strokes before his dick shot out another gush of semen.

I couldn't swallow fast enough. Some went down my gullet into my belly, but another portion spewed out the corners of my tightly plugged mouth and ran down my cheeks.

From the side of bed, Raymond yelled, "Fill her belly, Stew. Pump the load into her!"

He didn't have to be told twice. His cock throbbed and shot four more times before his prick began to lose its rigidity. Still, he moved it in and out of my mouth as I sucked out the last drops of his load.

"My turn," Vince yelled. "Move aside, Man. This hot slut needs black cock up her holes."

Vince pushed my legs back until my knees were almost touching my tits. "Best spread that hot hole open, Kathy," Vince advised. Again, I moved my hand between my thighs, but this time to spread my pussy open rather than masturbate my clitoris. "Perfect! Ready?"

"Yessssssss.... FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" I heard myself screaming.

Vince's hips snapped forward. The big head hit the center of my hole and charged into my vagina. I got most of his dick on his first thrust. What I didn't get on that thrust, I certainly got on the second one as his balls slapped against my upturned ass.

Nine inches of thick BBC entered me.

"OOohhhh god! You're big! So fucking big!" I groaned as he fucked me.

The powerful black stud buried his dick in me again and again with hard, driving thrusts that thudded into the bottom of my pussy. I heard myself babbling:

"UGGHHH.OOOHHH .UGH UGH! UGH! UGH. AAAHHHHH.... GAWD DAMN! FUCK IT INTO MEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

Vince was grunting with masculine pleasure as he banged my pussy. Each time he pulled his big cock partway out, I felt the remains of some of the loads Desmond and Max had shot into me running down the crack of my ass. Suddenly, my vagina was a gaping, throbbing, empty hole as Vince hauled his massive weapon all the way out of me.

"NO! DON'T TAKE IT OUT... PLEASE... MORE... PUT IT BACK IN... OOOHH GOD... I'M SO CLOSE. DON'T STOP!" I whined and begged. My pussy was still contracting and throbbing. As the three men watched, a huge wad of cum belched out of my hole and slid downward.

"Ass fucking time, Baby," Vince announced as he swabbed the head of his iron-hard dick through the lubricating cum loads that now covered my asshole. Then, I felt it... his big cock was being pressed into the crevice of my ass. I arched upward... rotating my butt against it... trying to help him enter me. He pushed forward ... my asshole opened... he drew back. I moaned and humped frantically against his pleasure-giving shaft. I heard moans coming from my throat when Vince worked the big head into my rectum a second time.

"Fuck me! Please!" I moaned. "Do it to meeee... Fuck my assss!"

Vince grunted loudly as he forced the big cock head through elastic tube, stretching my hole wide. The fit was tight... incredibly tight ... but gradually the head and half of the shaft disappeared inside my anal canal. Every time my sphincter muscle contracted around Vince's dick, he groaned with the intense sensation.

Vince never took his eyes off the connection between his cock and my asshole. He sighed with pleasure when he saw his thick rod sinking slowly out of sight into my depths. Inch-by-inch his engorged prick moved deeper.

"Oh my god! OOOoohhhh god! It's going innnnn... You're fucking me in the asssssss!" I hissed hotly as my head flailed back and forth and my fingers grasped the bedcovers. Again and again, I felt my rectum spasming around the invading shaft.

"OOohhhh god... fuck me faster... GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEE!"

Vince growled with masculine pride at my shrill screams. Lifting up, he pulled his long dick almost all the way out. Then, he paused and looked down at my widely stretched hole. I knew he could see it pulsing around his dick. Bending his knees for better leverage, he slammed his cock back inside me.

"AAAAaahhhhh!!!" I shrieked as the big shaft rammed inward. When his balls slapped against my vaginal lips, I gasped and shuddered with the knowledge that Vince's cock was now balls deep.

Vince pulled back and then immediately drove into me again. Moving at a steady pace, his ass pumped back and forth making a wet, squishing sound each time he entered my throbbing hole. With each outward motion, I felt my ass puckering out, gripping Vince's shaft in an effort to keep it buried.

"Oh jesus! Fuck me hard! Fuck me hard! I'm gonna cummm!!" Vince rammed me faster and instantly, spasms ripped through my abdomen and radiated upward as my vagina convulsed. I shuddered hard, my body now a quivering mass of flesh.

"Oh Man!" Vince yelled at Raymond and Steward. "What a hot, tight asshole this bitch has!"

He grunted and drove his cock into my throbbing hole. Working my buttocks apart... spreading me... he hissed, "Big, gaping ass hole! I love it!!"

"GGGGHHHAAAAAAAAAAA!!" I wailed as another hard spasm raced through me.

Vince was now fucking my ass hard with fierce driving strokes that hammered my hips deep into the mattress. He was skewered into me all the way to his balls, his cock rhythmically plowing in and out of my widely stretched asshole as I rubbed my hard, erect clit. I couldn't get enough. I wanted it even deeper.

"RAM THAT BLACK DICK INTO MEEEEEEEE! GIVE ME ALL OF IT. HARD!"

I couldn't stop screaming as my pussy and clitoris erupted in another hard climax making my rectum expand and then clench hard around Vince's cock... again and again. That was more than Vince could take. The black stud began spewing his hot sperm into my ass. I could even feel it jetting into my hole in torrents. Continuous guttural noises were now erupting from my mouth as Vince shot more and more of his load into me that lubricated my tunnel and turned it into a hot, throbbing, slippery hole that let the black shaft pump me like a jack hammer. I came again.

As soon as Vince pulled out of me, Raymond was on the bed to take his turn. "Mount my cock!" he screamed. "Ride it, with your hot cunt!"

His cock was longer than Steward's but not a match for Vince's. It was, however, really thick. I was still throbbing from the awesome fucking Vince had given me when I centered Raymond's dick at my opening and began lowering my hips. The big shaft stretched me open and started inward.

"OOohhhh DAMN! Your dick's so fucking thick!"

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Before Desmond and Max came to collect me, all three men had screwed me a second time, and two more of the club members had come into Fuck Room #5 to sample my pussy and ass. When they were ready to cum, they had me tilt my head back and open my mouth. Both men must have been saving up for me because I was stunned at the volume of their loads.

The two men filled my mouth and covered my face with semen.

The men let me sleep on the drive back to Desmond's home, but once there, I was fucked again... this time by both men at the same time... Desmond in my ass... Max pounding my pussy. It was the wildest thing I had ever experienced, and in spite of the number of times I had already been fucked, I found myself having intense orgasms on their cocks.

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It was nearly midnight when I drove my car into our driveway and entered our home. Barry was still awake. As soon as he saw me, he said, "You must be exhausted, Darling. I know you said you would have to work late, but I never imagined just how much work you would have to do on that new contract. It's after midnight! You've had to put in a 14 to 16 hour day. Can I fix you something to eat? Or give you a massage to relax you? Perhaps a hot bath before we turn in for night?"

"A hot bath sounds wonderful. Thank you, Honey."

When I removed my business clothes, I could see my pubic area covered with crusted semen. Even more of it was still seeping from my pussy and ass holes. But Barry never noticed, or if he did, he didn't recognize what he was seeing. That didn't surprise me in the least, since on the rare occasions when he did fuck me, he rarely ejaculated much of a load, and he never did it more than once.

As I lowered my sore body into the soothing water, Barry asked, "Would you like me to wash you, Darling. I can massage your back and shoulders while I do it."

"Yes. That sounds wonderful, Barry."

My doting husband washed and massaged my body for a half hour before I had had enough. "I feel much better now, Honey. But I'm really tired. I need to get to sleep. Have to be back at work at 8:30 AM in the morning."

Barry helped me out of the tub and lovingly dried my body. He never touched my pussy either while he was bathing me, massaging me, or now drying me. In fact, he had only briefly touched my breasts when he was washing me. As he was pulling the covers up over my naked body, I glanced at his penis. It was flaccid ... three and a half inches of soft penis hanging between his thighs. I wasn't surprised since he had made love to me a week before.

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Work Routine:

As soon as I arrived at work the next morning, I walked directly to the Director's office. Anderson's secretary smiled when I entered.

"Good morning, Mrs. Jacobs. Mr. Anderson said that you would be here to give him a report on the new contract. Please go right on in."

I had a moment of panic. I didn't remember anything about needing to have a report about the new contract ready for Anderson's inspection. "Shit! How could I have forgotten that?" I was asking myself as I entered Anderson's office.

"Shut the door behind you," he ordered.

I did as directed and then stammered, "I'm really sorry about the report, Mr. Anderson. Somehow, I forgot about your order for me to have one ready. I'm terribly sorry. It won't happen again."

Anderson grinned... then he started laughing. I didn't know whether to be happy that he was amused or terrified that I was about to be fired.

"I didn't order you to prepare a report, you sexy Slut. I was at the meeting... remember? I don't need a written report from you. I just told my secretary that to give you an excuse for being here when you showed up for your regular, morning panty inspection."

I breathed a silent sigh of relief and said, "Yes Sir. That was very considerate of you. I'm sorry for being so dense about it."

"You should be. Perhaps I should just fire you for being so dumb."

"Yes Sir. You probably should, but I hope you don't."

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Because, Sir, I'm very good at my job. I'm very good looking, and I'm available. And I'm a very good piece of ass."

"Piece of ass, huh? Is that what you are, Kathy? A hot piece of ass anytime I want it?"

"Yes Sir."

"I consider it. Right now, let's get on with the panty inspection. Dress up! Now!"

I was already trembling at being forced to pull up my dress and have myself inspected like a piece of meat.... no... not a piece of meat... a piece of ass. Slowly, I pulled up my dress. As my thighs came into view, Anderson licked his lips and leaned forward in his chair. His hand was concealed beneath his desk, but I could see his arm moving. He was jacking off!

I pulled my skirt higher. My naked pussy came into view. There wasn't a sign of panties. Lifting my skirt up to my waist, I moved right to the front of Anderson's desk and thrust my hips forward. "Do I pass panty inspection, Sir?" His arm moved faster.

"Turn around. You don't pass until I inspect every thing."

Turning, I bent over with my ass just above the desk top, which pressed into my thighs. Without being told, I reached back and spread my buttocks to expose both of my sex holes. Holding myself wide open, I waited.

Anderson moved around to the front of the desk. Looking back, I saw that his pants were open and his 7-inch shaft sticking out... hard and leaking precum from its tip. "You do have incredibly hot looking fuck holes, Mrs. Jacobs. Does your husband know other men use them?"

"No Sir. Please don't fire me. You've already had me so you know I'm a really good fuck. Use me again... just to be certain, Sir.

"Suck me first."

I turned around as Anderson leaned back against his desk. His organ was absolutely rigid with lust. I had never seen my husband's dick any where close to as hard as my boss was right now. Of course, to be fair, I had to admit that I wasn't any where close to as wet and hot for him as I was for Anderson at the moment. Bending over, I took my boss' prick into my mouth and began to suck.

His head of his dick throbbed hard inside my lips.

I sucked him for several minutes as I hefted and stroked his big balls. By that time, saliva coated his shaft and ran down onto his testicles.

"Suck it deeper, Mrs. Jacobs."

Relaxing my throat, I took five inches of his cock inside my mouth. "Ooohh fuck, Yes! Suck it!" Anderson moaned as his hips hunched upward.

Backing off until just the head was inside my mouth, I licked it and then ran the tip of my tongue all around his cock ridge. Grunts of masculine pleasure filled the room with I did that. His grunts changed to gasps and then to howls as my mouth descended and took... five.... then six... and finally all seven inches of his cock down my throat. I kept him buried to his balls while sucking hard... my cheeks hollowing as his prick jerked like a live snake.

"Oh FUCKING SHIT! HERE IT COMES, YOU HOT BITCH. TAKE MY LOAD!"

I swallowed every drop. Even after his cock had stopped jerking inside my mouth, I kept him buried as I sucked him and caressed his saliva-covered balls. With his prick still deep inside my mouth, I exposed my tits and cupped them for his pleasure. His cock immediately began to harden.

Five minutes later, he had me bent over his desk with my tits hanging down so that my nipples repeatedly brushed over its surface as he fucked me doggy.

Anderson grunted and I squealed every time his cock entered me.

Anderson fucked me hard for nearly a half hour before he emptied his balls inside my convulsing vagina as it throbbed in my third orgasm. When I left the office, there was no more discussion about him firing me.

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Two Hot, Submissive Sluts:

For the next two weeks, the only times that Anderson did not fuck me during or after my panty inspections was when he had to be out of town. Three times he screwed me during the inspection and then again later in the day.

Desmond was using me three or four times a week in the evening. Consequently, I was using the "have to work late" and "I need to visit my Mom" excuses more and more frequently with Barry. Any other husband would have easily figured out what was actually happening, but Barry's sex drive was like mine... that is, almost non-existent. At least it was like mine with men other than guys who just told me that they were going to fuck me and did so. As a result, it never occurred to Barry that I was being laid more each week than the two of us had sex in a year.

Desmond had now expanded the circle of his close friends who were invited to fuck me. One evening, Desmond, Max, and two other men, Alex and Wayne, fucked me senseless from 5:30 PM until a little after 9:00. Toward the end of the sex, Max had commented that while I was incredibly hot, there needed to be two of me so they wouldn't have to wait so long between their turns in one of my holes.

By 9 PM, I was totally exhausted. Each of the four men had laid me three or more times and Anderson had screwed me twice that day. My hair and makeup were a wreck and crusted semen was all over my pussy, tits, and some was even on the side of my face and in my hair. Of course, even more was seeping from my well-used pussy and ass holes. I had just gotten dressed and said, "I'm ready to go. Shall I drive myself or what?"

"In a bit," Desmond replied. "After we talk."

"What about?"

"Two days ago you mentioned that your dad was going to go on a two-week fishing and hunting trip to Canada and that your mom would be alone during that time. Right?"

"Yeah. Dad left yesterday. What about it?

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Thirty minutes later, I got out of Desmond's car, not at my home but at Mom's. Since my excuse to Barry had been that I thought I should spend some time with Mom seeing that Dad was in Canada, I didn't think it was necessary to call him. As soon as I emerged from Desmond's car, Max drove up with my car, parked it, and climbed in with Desmond. I was still standing on the front lawn when they drove away.

Laura answered the front door after I had rung twice. "Oh, Hi, Kathy. What a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect you. Is every thing all right?"

"It's fine, Mom. Do you have time to visit?"

"Of course. Your Dad's left for Canada for two weeks... so I have nothing but time on my hands now. Come on in. How about some coffee?"

"Coffee's fine," I said as I followed Laura into the kitchen.

She poured the coffee and then walked to the table with two cups. For the first time, she saw how I looked. On the porch, there wasn't enough lighting to see, but here in her well-lighted kitchen, it was a different story. She almost dropped both cups of coffee onto the floor.

"My god, Kathy! You look like you've just been..." She stopped short before she said it.

"Yes?"

"Well, I mean you hair's a mess and your make-up is smeared and almost gone. And your clothes... and that stuff in your hair... and...."

"And what?"

My mom set the coffee cups on the table and took a seat. Unlike my husband, and to some extent, my dad, my mother was very sharp and very astute in these matters. She took a sip of her hot coffee and warned me to be careful as it was very hot. Several minutes passed with no words. Finally, my mother grinned and said, "And you look like you've been very well fucked."

"Very."

"How many men?"

"Probably close to the number you had at that frat party gangbang you told me about."

"I told you that in strictest confidence, Kathy!"

"And I've kept it in strict confidence, Mom. I've never mentioned it to anyone else, and I never will."

My mother nodded, sipped her coffee, and then looked up with a broad smile. "I hope you had as much fun as I did."

"I'm pretty sure I did, Mom. I had orgasm after orgasm. I just couldn't stop."

"It's wild, isn't it?"

"Unbelievable! I love it."

"So did I, but I'm really surprised that you do. Except for that concert several years ago, I had come to the conclusion that you didn't like sex very much. And when you married Barry, I was virtually certain of that. What happened to change things?"

"Nothing happened and nothing has changed. I'm still not turned on at all by men who ask for sex and try all their high-schoolish games to try to get into my panties. Men who just take me when I turn them on are the guys who really punch my buttons, Mom. That's what happened at the concert. Those guys just groped me, felt me up, finger fucked me, and then bent me over and screwed me. I went wild, but that was the only time it ever happened until a few months ago on the train. A guy did the same thing on the train, and he's the one I'm seeing regularly now. I was with him tonight along with three of his friends."

"Oh god... that is so hot," my mother moaned. Then, she asked, "Does Barry know?"

"Of course not. You know how Barry is. Almost zero interest in sex. He would cut his throat before he would drag me into the bedroom and order me to spread my legs."

"And that's what you want... really want, isn't it?"

"Yes... of god yes! You're my mom. I must have gotten these urges from some where. Do you ever feel like that?"

Again, my mother was silent for a bit before she shrugged and said, "All the time. That's how the frat gangbang happened. I had gone with a guy I had been dating, but he got drunk and passed out. I was pissed off at him so I danced and flirted with some of the other guys at the party. After a little while, two guys decided that I would probably be a good fuck, so they took me upstairs to their room."

"Didn't you object?"

"Of course I did. I was flailing my legs and pushing at the guy's chest as he carried me up the stairs. Once they got me inside their room and began removing my clothes, I told them a half dozen times to stop."

"Did you scream?"

"Scream? Of course not. That would have ended it. I didn't want them to stop. These guys knew women. They knew I wanted it, but didn't want to admit that I wanted it... so they let me protest and struggle while they took off my bra and sucked my tits and then later pulled down my panties."

"Did you ever stop struggling, Mom?"

"Sure. When one of them started eating my pussy. It would have been sort of silly to continue the fake protests when I was having orgasms."

"Wow! You never told me that, Mom."

"I don't tell you every thing, Kathy," she said with a grin. "And that brings me to my next question. Why did you come over here tonight looking like you did. You had to know I would figure out what you had just been doing."

"Tonight there were four men fucking me, Mom. They all think I'm really hot, but they don't like waiting their turn to screw me. Desmond... that's the name of the guy who got to me on the train... told me later that they needed two of me."

"Well, I'm sure they won't much trouble finding an interested woman."

"They know that, but they want one who's like me. Who looks like me. Someone who's married and discrete. And they all go crazy over the thought of fucking a mother-daughter combination. They want you, Mom."

"But they've never seen me. For all they know, I'm buck-toothed ugly and hate sex."

"They seen you. I've shown them photos of you and once we drove by here and I pointed you out to them. You were picking up the mail at the time."

"I never saw you."

"I know, but they saw you. And you looked hot in your tight sweater and shorts. So, I'm supposed to "recruit" you... as they put it."

"I can't do that, Honey. I have to admit that it's tempting, but I just have to say no."

"Desmond's got a fantastic build, Mom. Hard body... all muscle. Strong chin... he just oozes virility."

"Oh... really?"

"He's in his late thirties, but he's got the recovery power of a 20-year old."

"God. Sounds too good to believe. But... I ... I just can't."

"His cock is almost ten inches and so fucking thick!"

"Jezzzz... I don't think I've ever had a 10-inch cock."

"You could have one now, Mom."

"I just don't know... Oh god."

"Max is Desmond's friend. He fucked me four times tonight. He's black."

"Black.. MMmmmm... how big?

"Eight and half inches... just unbelievably thick. I can't get my hand around it." This time, my mother didn't reply. She just pressed her thighs together.

"He's so powerful. When he's in you, you just feel like that big cock is being driven all the way up into your belly." My Mom's eyes closed.

"Alex and Wayne joined us tonight. It was their third time to screw me."

"AAahhhh... do they use condoms?"

"If you want them to, they will. But they've all been tested so unless you're worried about getting pregnant, there's no need."

"Do they cum in you?"

"In me, on me, all over me."

"Oh my god. But I can't... Victor might find out."

"He's gone for two weeks. You don't know what he's doing... he doesn't know what you're doing."

"But what about afterwards?"

"I've been seeing these guys for a couple of months. Barry doesn't know... you didn't know... neither does Dad. They're very careful... very discreet. We could cover for each other... I'm going over to visit you. We're going to the movies together. There are dozens of excuses we could use. Our husbands will never suspect a thing."

Again, my mom was silent. "Mom, you told me about having sex with more than 20 guys before you got married to dad. How about since then? Have you ever cheated?"

No response.

"You have! I can tell! You've done it before haven't you?"

"Yes, but please don't tell your father."

"You know I won't. So why all the hesitation now?"

"The other times weren't planned. The men just got me so hot I couldn't resist."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"You know I did."

"Yeah... I do. Hot sex is so exciting... especially when you're cheating."

Mom was now breathing so hard, she was almost panting. "Desmond and Max will be picking us up here Friday night at 8 PM."

"Day after tomorrow?"

"Yeah. You're to wear something short, hot, and sexy. We're going out for dinner and dancing and then back to Desmond's for a night of hot sex. Barry thinks I'm spending the night with you... which is, in fact, the truth."

"I'm not sure I can do it, Kathy."

"Mom. They're not asking you. They're just going to take us out, dine us... dance with us... and then fuck our brains out. I'll be over around 6 PM on Friday. Be ready. Don't even think about wearing a bra."

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Laura:

When I awoke Friday morning, I was shocked to find my hand between my thighs stroking my pussy. I knew I had had erotic, hot dreams during the night, but I had never masturbated in my sleep before. But with my hips arched up off the bed and my fingers rubbing my clit and sliding back and forth inside my vagina, there was no denying that the erotic thoughts of joining my daughter with her new friends had me widely excited.

Embarrassed, in spite of being alone in my home, I jerked my hand off my pussy, but that didn't stop the hot throbbing between my thighs. Erotic images of huge, hard cocks thrusting into me as my legs flailed helplessly in the air continued to fill my brain. My ass continued to hump in fuck motions as if it had a brain of its own. I knew I should bring my legs together and get control of myself, but instead of closing my legs, I spread them even wider... then I pulled my knees back against my tits... and moaned, "OOOHHH FUCK MY HOT CUNT WITH THAT HUGE COCK... SCREW ME... MAKE ME CUM!"

It was no use. I was too hot... too excited... to close to orgasm to stop. This time, I used both hands... one to fuck my hot hole with three fingers and the other to stroke my convulsing clitoris. When I climaxed, I squirted powerfully... my juices arching high in the air before falling back onto the bed covers... drenching them.

I lay on the bed panting, my tits heaving, as my vagina and clitoris continued to contract in erotic spasms. My feverish brain knew that there would be one or two more big-cocked studs waiting their turn inside my throbbing hole. Again, I spread my legs and arched my ass for the stranger who was now mounting me. He squeezed my big tits at the same time as his thick shaft entered me. I masturbated a second time. It was erotically delicious to feel my hot pussy erupting a second time.

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Around noon on Friday, there was a special delivery package brought to my door by a young boy who appeared to be just out of college. I was still in my robe with nothing underneath. As I signed for the package, his eyes were riveted on my partially exposed 36DD tits. I couldn't resist allowing my robe to open even further and taking a lot of time to read the invoice and the receipt thoroughly before signing.

When I finally signed and handed the clip board back to the guy, his pants were tented by his erection. I had a wild urge to drag him into the house and suck him off, but somehow resisted. After he had left, I kept thinking how much fun it would have been to suck his cock and let him shoot in my mouth. At that point, if I could have had overs, I would have done it.

Pouring myself a cup of coffee, I sat down at the kitchen table with the box to see who had sent me what. There was a card attached, so I opened it first. My pussy got wetter with each line that I read.

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Hi Laura,

Let me begin by introducing myself. I'm Desmond, the man who has been fucking your daughter for some time now. She's wild and hot, but with four or five men enjoying her wet holes, she needs some assistance. Having seen you and your photo, and knowing how blazing hot Kathy is, I suggested you would be willing to assist her.

Kathy called last night and told me that both of you will be joining Max, Jack, Lennard, Vince, and me tonight. Needless to say, the thought of an erotic evening with two gorgeous women who are also mother and daughter has all of us iron hard.

Kathy will be at your home around 5:30 PM or so, and Max and I will pick you up in my limo around 8 PM. I have reservations at a five-star restaurant for dinner. After that, Jack, Lennard, and Vince will meet us at Jerome's Place for drinks and dancing. We will probably spend an hour or so there to allow all the men to pleasure of seeing how beautiful and erotic the two of you are. Then, we will take the limo back to my estate. Jack, Lennard, and Vince will follow in their car.

I've taken the liberty of selecting your outfit for the evening... your entire outfit. Do not substitute anything else in your wardrobe for my selections. The black and white teddy is perfect... don't be concerned that your nipples aren't completely covered. I assure you that the men at Jerome's Place and the five of us will love it. The black fishnet stockings complement the teddy perfectly as do the white, platforms with their five-inch heels. The white pearl necklace and the black, lace wrist covers are nice touches as well.

The one thing that needs a little explanation is the attractive brown trench coat enclosed in the box. I think you will find it elegant. The soft suede leather should make it a pleasure to wear. It's purpose is protect your modesty when we are at the restaurant. It will serve the same purpose at Jerome's Place... at least until I require you to remove it.

Every thing in the box is yours. I hope wearing it tonight excites you and adds to your pleasure. I might just add that your daughter received a similar box at noon today. The two of you are going to get every man who sees you tonight hard and hot. Do you like getting men hard and hot, Laura?

Desmond

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My hands were shaking when I removed the clothes from the box. Just from looking at the teddy, I knew that it wasn't nearly large enough to cover my nipples, much less all of my large breasts. The black thong panties would conceal my pussy but with the small ass strap sunk into the crevice of my buttocks, my ass was going to totally exposed.

I audibly gasped when I removed the fishnet stockings and the five-inch platform heels. At the same time, they were beautiful, erotic, sensuous, and totally whorish. I could already feel the wetness on my thighs.

I got up and started to pour myself another cup of coffee, but changed to a glass of red wine. I needed some alcohol to bolster my courage. I told myself again and again that I should call Kathy and cancel, but every time I looked at the phone, my pussy throbbed hard when I thought about the upcoming evening. Finally, I gave up.

"Stop pretending, Laura. You know damn well you want to do it. You know you're going to do it. It's not going to hurt Victor... in fact, as hot as its going to make me, he's going to benefit from it big time. He's always told me he wanted his wife to be a hot, slutty whore in bed, and this is certainly going to give him what he wants."

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Kathy arrived promptly at 5:30 PM. She was carrying her box under her arm. "Oh god, Mom. Did you get a box from Desmond?"

"I did. And I see you did too."

"I can't believe the outfit he wants me to wear. How about yours?"

"My guess is that mine is even more slutty and revealing than yours."

"I don't see how."

"Well, I guess we'll soon find out. Did he give you a suede trench coat to wear at the restaurant?"

"Yeah. You too?"

"Yes. Actually, the coat is expensive and beautiful. This Desmond must be wealthy."

"Oh yeah. Like sin. Wait until you see his estate. Mom, you are going to go with us tonight, aren't you?"

"To tell you the truth, Kathy, I thought about calling you several times today to cancel, but I was so turned on and excited thinking about it, I couldn't call. I masturbated in my sleep last night and woke up with my fingers in my pussy. That's how hot I've been."

"Do you think Dad is playing around on his vacation in Canada, Mom?"

"Well, he's at an exclusive resort lodge with the men out hunting and fishing all day leaving their women alone. He's a very handsome, sexy man... so what do you think?"

"I think he's getting laid every night, Mom."

"So do I, but he's probably only screwing one woman each night. I think I'll be far ahead of him when he returns."

"I'm sure of it, Mom. There are going to be five guys tonight. Did Desmond tell you?"

"Yeah, he did."

"I'm sure that all five of them will fuck both of us."

"I have a slightly different view, Kathy."

"Really?"

"Yep. I'm sure that all five of them will fuck both of us several times each."

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I dressed in my bedroom while Kathy used the guest bedroom. When we met in the den, we were both wearing our trench coats over our outfits.

"Well, come on, Mom. Take off the coat and let me see just how hot and slutty my mother can be."

"You first."

"I asked you first. Come on, Mom. Show me."

"All right. But I'm sure you know you're really embarrassing your mother."

"No I'm not. My mother is boiling hot right now."

"Not boiling... not yet, but pretty close." I dropped the coat onto the floor, turned my back to Kathy, bent over a little, and thrust my butt toward her. "Well, you know these guys better than I do. Are they going to be pleased or just laugh at a 38-year old woman trying to look like she's 20?"

I was nervous, excited, embarrassed, and hot... all at the same time.

"Wow! You look incredible, Mom."

"You really think so? It's not too much? Too slutty, I mean."

"It's nothing but slutty, Mom. Desmond and those guys and every other man who sees you is going get hard as stone. Wow! I bet Dad would go nuts over you."

"MMmmmm... you think so? Maybe, I'll wear it for him some night after he comes home."

"Turn around, Mom, so I can see the front." When I did so, Kathy grinned broadly. "Oh fuck! Your top doesn't completely cover your nipples. That's rad... really hot, Mom. Squat down and open your legs. I want to see if your panties cover your pussy."

For some reason, I was no longer embarrassed. In fact, I was getting incredibly excited showing off my body to my daughter in this slutty manner. Squatting, I opened my thighs and asked, "Well?"

"It covers it, but just barely.

Having my nipples half exposed was turning me on.

"Now, it's your turn. Take off the coat. Let's see what you're wearing."

Kathy grinned and tossed her coat over the back of the couch and sat down. Her matching black, white, and grey bra and panties just barely covered her pussy and only about half of her large breasts. Even so, they covered more of her tits than my teddy covered of mine. As my eyes roamed over her nearly naked body, she raised her leg up onto the back of the couch and asked, "Do my panties cover my pussy, Mom?"

"You know very well that they do... but every guy I've ever been with knows how to pull a woman's panties aside to get at what he wants."

I was amazed at how much Kathy looked like a younger version of myself.

"You haven't seen the sluttiest part of my outfit yet, Mom."

"How can that be? I'm seeing pretty much every thing, Honey, and you do look really erotic and slutty."

"Check this out, Mom." Kathy rolled onto her side, thrust her butt out toward me, and pulled her thong aside. I couldn't suppress the gasp of shock when I saw that Desmond had required that my daughter's outfit include an attractive blue and black butt plug.

My daughter's hot ass looked even sluttier with her ass butt plugged.

"The men are going to go crazy when they see that, Kathy."

"Think I'll be ass fucked tonight, Mom?"

"It's a certainty," I said still shocked.

"Are you wearing one?"

"No."

"Doesn't matter. It won't help."

"What do you mean, it won't help?"

Kathy laughed and said softly, "They're going to fuck your ass anyway, Mom."

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The restaurant was lavish and the food outstanding. The waiters all wore tuxedoes, but that didn't stop them from staring at Kathy's and my legs whenever they approached the table. We were wearing our coats, but Desmond had ordered us to let them drape open so that our legs were exposed to mid-thigh.

After finishing the excellent salad and entree, Desmond order a dessert wine for the table. When our waiter retreated with our order, he commented to Max, "I think you and I should leave our waiters a generous tip, Max. Don't you agree?"

"Absolutely. They've all given us excellent service."

"That's true, but I think they paid even more attention to Kathy and Laura."

"Well, they're all male. What did you expect, Desmond."

"Exactly that, but we're leaving them tips for less service than the women got. Don't you think they should tip our waiters as well?"

"Seems appropriate to me," Max agreed.

"How about you Kathy, and you Laura. Don't you think you provide a generous tip for all the waiters, bartender, etc.?"

"Sounds reasonable," I replied. "Just what do you think would be a generous tip?"

"They all already seen most of your legs all during the meal, but your breasts have been covered. When they bring the dessert wine perhaps you and Kathy will have the top of your coats open? Yes?"

"Sounds reasonable, but that doesn't seem like much of a tip to me. All those men have seen the tits of dozens of women."

"Good point. What do you suggest?"

"Well, there are two waiters, the wine steward, and the bartender. Four men. How about blowjobs in the parking lot. I'll "tip" two of them and Kathy can provide the "tip" for the other two."

"Done! Open your coats so they can see your gorgeous tits. I'll let them know the two of you will be waiting in the parking lot for them while Max and I finish the wine and I pay the bill. But let's make it an even better tip for them. Blowjobs with your tits out. Gives them something to hold on to while you suck them off. And let's blindfold Kathy... that will add one more measure of eroticism. I'm sure they won't forget this tip for a long time."

With our coats open, the waiters and the wine steward had great views of our cleavage, half of our breasts, and part of my nipples. They even discussed how big and luscious our tits were with Desmond and Max. In the middle of this discussion, Desmond told them that we would be waiting out in the parking lot with our tits out ready to give each of them and the bartender blowjobs while he paid the bill and finished the wine.

We each finished a small glass of the wine and then Max led us out to the parking lot to our waiting limo. He blindfolded Kathy with a red scarf, and then unhooked her bra and lowered my teddy to my waist. We were squatting beside the limo waiting for the men with out nipples hardening in the cool breeze.

"Here they come," Max informed us. "I'll be right beside the limo to make certain they don't try to go further than their blowjob tips. Be certain you swallow their loads."

The four guys couldn't decide which of us they wanted to suck their cocks. As the argued and discussed it, Kathy and I giggled as we awaited their decision. When they couldn't decide, Max stepped forward and said. "Enough of this. I've got four slips of paper in my hand. Two have Kathy's name, two have Laura's name. Each of you pick one and then toss a coin to see who goes first. Desmond says you have 10 minutes to unload in the lady's mouth. No creaming their faces or tits. We don't them messed up."

After that, it went smoothly... very smoothly... in and out of our mouths. Each man got his dick all the way down either Kathy's or my throat. We cupped their balls and sucked hard as they face fucked us. None of the four men lasted his allotted 10 minutes.

My daughter's tits bounced and jiggled as she sucked her two men.

Our "polite" waiters were all telling us to "Suck it deeper, Slut".

When Desmond returned to the car, the waiters, wine steward, and bartender had freshly drained cocks, and we each had two thick loads of sperm-filled semen in our stomachs as an extra dessert.

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Jerome's Place was a wild make-out spot for sluts, swingers, single men hoping to get lucky, and married women who had decided to get laid while hubby was busy or out of town. Desmond had a reserved table near the center of the action and dance floor. He had us remove our coats before we left the limo so Kathy and I were attracting male attention as soon as we entered the place.

For the first few songs, Max and Desmond danced with us, switching back and forth after each number. Somehow, Desmond had spread the word that Kathy and I were daughter and mother, and that information seemed to harden every cock in the place. The fact that we were both wearing five-inch heels with fishnet stockings and either panties and bra or a teddy added fuel to the fire in the all the cocks.

Back at the table, Desmond told us that he and Max were going to play a few games of pool while the other men in the club danced with us. "When they start feeling up your tits, ask them if it wouldn't be more convenient if you took them out. Naturally, they'll say yes... so do it. Then leave them out while you dance with whoever asks you. They will all ask you to go outside for sex... you can go if you wish, but oral sex is the limit... Understand?" We nodded and then watched Max and Desmond head for the game room.

It wasn't two minutes before some young stud who looked like he could play line backer for a pro team had Kathy out on the dance floor. Within a minute, the guy had her tits out after which he danced her off to one of the darker corners of the club, and I lost sight of them.

I had wait another few minutes before a good-looking black guy asked me if I would like to dance. I said sure and stood up. In my five-inch heels I was as tall as he was. When he looked shocked, I laughed and said, "It's these heels, Honey. Want me to take them off?"

"Hell no! You look hot in them. But it's gonna make it harder for me look down your cleavage while we dance. Come on."

Halfway through the first number, he was hefting and caressing both of my tits as we swayed to the music. "You don't seem to be having any trouble looking down my cleavage, Honey."

"I'm managing," he said with a grin. He pulled me closer and since we were nearly the same height, his hard dick mashed directly against my pussy.

"It might be easier if I took them. Want me too?" His cock contracted in a hard spasm right against my slit.

"Fuck yeah! Take those big tits out, Laura." It only took one tug to pull the teddy down below my tits. Once released, they surged up and out.

The guy's dick got so hard when I took out my tits that it felt like he was going to drive right through his pants and my panties.

"Holy Fuck! What a Rack!!"

After that, Norm ground his cock into my cunt so hard as we danced, he was essentially dry fucking me right there on the dance floor. At least 10 men were watching as well as some women. A couple of the older women grinned at me and gave me a big "thumbs up" sign.

Of course, Norm asked me to go out to his SUV in the parking lot. He wasn't subtle about what he wanted. "Let's go out to my SUV, Baby, so I can get this big, hard black dick up your hot cunt." When I told him I was with someone and couldn't, he was pissed and rapidly lost interest since I wasn't an available pussy for his dick.

As I walked back to our table, my bouncing tits attracted enough male attention that I didn't think I would have to wait long before my next would-be seducer arrived. Sitting down with my breasts still exposed, as ordered by Desmond, I waited with my legs open enough to show my tiny black throng.

With my legs open and my breasts out, I didn't have to wait long.

No more than a few minutes later, a rough-looking man walked toward me, his eyes darting back and forth between my naked tits and my open legs. His beard was cut short into a sexy stubble that complemented his full, dark eyebrows. His ultra-tight jeans outlined his large cock perfectly. I thought it was already partially hard from staring at my tits. If it wasn't, then it would be well over 10 inches when it did get hard. He wasn't a handsome man, but he was sexy, and he was making my pussy get even wetter than it was.

"Great tits! Fantastic legs! Hot outfit! How can a hot MILF be sitting here alone?" he asked.

"I guess most of the guys prefer the younger women."

"I doubt that, but if that's right, they're all too stupid to be allowed out without a keeper. You're easily the hottest women here. I'm Jake."

"Thanks, Jake, but that's probably because you haven't see my daughter yet."

He couldn't keep the shocked expression off his face. "Your daughter? You're here with your daughter?"

"Yep. And she's drop-dead gorgeous."

"Where is she?"

"Some guy has her off in a dark corner somewhere... or maybe out in the parking lot. I lot track of her 15 minutes or so ago."

"Is he fucking her?"

"Don't know. Maybe."

"My God! That's so fucking hot, it's gonna burn the place down. Both of you. I can't believe she's much better looking than you or as hot. Wanna dance?"

"Sure, but I think you really aren't that interested in dancing with me. I think you just want to feel me up."

"Do you object to that?"

"Of course not. Why do you think I'm sitting here with my tits exposed?" I stood up, and a moment later, he had my body plastered against his with my bare breasts pressed into his chest. It was slow number, and we were "dancing" even more slowly. In fact, we were hardly doing more than swaying with the music. Once more, I was feeling a powerful erection being ground into my pussy.

Before the first number was half over, Jake's hands left my butt and moved up to my tits. He cupped and squeezed both globes as his fingers sought out and found my hard nipples. I couldn't prevent my hips from thrusting against his hard dick when he began pulling, pinching, and twisting them. When the first dance ended, my vagina was soaked. My swollen clitoris was throbbing harder each time Jake worked his fingers over my nipples and squeezed my tits.

Halfway through the second dance, Jake whispered hotly in my ear. "You've got me so fucking hard and hot, I'm going to cum in my pants. I don't want that... No Way! Let's go out to my car so I can fuck you."

"I can't fuck you, Honey. I'm here with my boyfriend, and he's not stupid.

"You mean you intend to get me so hard it hurts and just leave me like this or even worse, make me shoot off in my pants? That's not something any woman should be doing, Laura."

"You right, Honey. That is awful. How about we go out to your car, and I'll give you a blowjob. You can cum in my mouth if you like. I promise to swallow every drop, but you can't fuck me. Ok? Or should we just stop before you shoot off in your pants?"

"That's an easy decision. I'll take the blowjob. Let's go."

We had no sooner gotten out of Jerome's Place and into the parking lot when Jake pulled me close, kissed me, and whispered hotly, "Bent over, Laura. I've seen the tits. Now I want to see your ass."

"All right, but remember, you can't fuck me."

"I told you I wouldn't. Now, bend over." Turning my back to him, I bent over at the waist. The lace trim around my teddy pulled up and the cool breeze told me that Jake was now staring at my ass.

The masculine groans I heard made me certain that Jake liked what he saw.

"Damn! What an ass! It's every bit as good and sexy as your hot tits. I'm going to feel it. Stay bent over."

"Yes sir," I groaned as his hand explored both of my cheeks and then probed into my crevice extracting the ass strap of my thong.

"I want to see your hot, wet cunt even if you won't let me fuck it. I'm going to pull this strap aside and I want to spread it open for me."

"OOooohh... mmmmmmmmm." Jake pulled the strap aside. I felt my cunt contract in a hard spasm, which I knew he saw.

I opened my hot hole for him.

When I spread my labia apart, I heard Jake groaning even louder. "Oh fucking shit! You're cunt's opening and closing... over and over. Let's get to my car so you can suck me off."

Once inside the car, I opened his pants and extracted his hard, 7-inch dick. It was thicker than average, very smooth, and leaking precum fluids from its tip. When I let it slide into my mouth and bulge my cheek, Jake gasped.

"Ohhhh gawd damn! Suck it, Laura. SUCK IT!"

Jake's cock jerked and throbbed inside my mouth like a live snake.

When I let it pop out of my mouth and licked the big head, Jakes hips arched high off the front seat of his car.

"Like that, Honey? You like having your big dick inside my married mouth hole?"

"AAAGGGHHAAAA! Please... Suck it!" he begged.

I hadn't felt such exhilarating power ever. I had this big, powerful man begging me. Whining... almost crying... for me to suck him. I licked the head again causing his cock to expand and throb in a hard spasm.

"UNNGGHH... Oh fuck! Suck me, you hot, teasing slut. Please... suck meeeee!"

"Mmmmm..." I knew I should be infuriated at being called a hot, teasing slut, but I wasn't. Instead, I felt like a powerful goddess with mere male mortals begging... pleading... for my favors.

"I'm going to suck you a little now, Jake. If you cum before I tell you to, I'll just pull away and leave you to shoot your load all over the car. Understand?"

"Yes... yes... yes!! Just suck me... I won't cum until you tell me I can... please... PLEASE... SUCK MEE!!" Lowering my mouth over his pulsing organ, I sucked while he howled with pleasure.

Jake moaned and gasped every time my mouth slid up and down his shaft/

When I felt his cock expanding and jerking even harder, I removed my mouth and held his dick at the base... watching it contract and pulse. The bloated head was a dark purple. His ball sack was tight against his ass, the way men always get just before they unload. Precum was now running from the tip of his throbbing dick in a small, but steady, stream. Frantically, he humped his cock at my face trying to get it back inside my mouth. When I brought my mouth close but not quite close enough to take his shaft, he again began to plead and beg.

"Please, Laura. I can't take this any longer. I've just got to cum. Can I cum now? Ohhh god... it hurts I'm so hard. Please."

"All right, Honey. I'm going to suck you again. This all the way down my throat." Jake moaned loudly and arched his ass a foot off the seat... desperate to get his dick into my mouth. "When you feel my lips locked around the base of your prick, you can jizz my throat and belly, Lover. But I want a huge load shot into me... a big, hot, full load of cum. Ready?"

All he could do was moan and grunt. He was too far gone to say anything intelligent. In one motion, I rammed his cock all the way down my throat and sucked him hard.

Jake's load exploded a series of thick gushes of semen down my throat.

When Jake's load surged into my mouth and throat, I had an intense orgasm without even touching my clit.

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Kathy was waiting for me at our table when I returned. She grinned at me and asked, "Did you get fucked, Mom?"

"No, but I did just finish sucking a guy off. How about you?"

"I did the same thing. Desmond told us not to screw anyone so what else could I do. The guy was wildly excited. I couldn't leave him like that."

"It was the same with me. Did you enjoy it?"

"Oh yeah. Didn't you?"

"I think you could say that, Kathy. I had an incredible orgasm when he shot off in my mouth."

"Wow! You must have been hot as fire."

"I was. And I'm still hot. I can't remember being this horny and hot for a long time. Where the hell is Desmond?"

"There he is now! Over there. Max too."

Max and Desmond looked us over when they reached our table. Max was the first to comment. "I'd say they looked more than ready, Desmond. Both of them look like they're ready to fuck anything with a cock."

"Is Max right?" Desmond asked.

I licked my lips, and, as the two men watched, slipped my hand inside my panties and openly rubbed my clit. "What do you think? I suggest you two guys get us out of here before we rape someone."

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Once the limo was on its way to Desmond's estate with the four of us in the back seat, I asked, "How many men will there be tonight... besides you and Max? You said in your note that there would be you two plus Jack, Lennard, and Vince. Is that right?"

"Not quite. Jack, Lennard, and Vince will be there, but I've invited some more of my friends to join us. Let's just say that I'm sure there will be enough hard cocks to take care of both of you."

We hadn't been at Desmond's more than 15 minutes before the men started arriving. Jack, Lennard, and Vince were all in their early to late 20's, and they were all sexy-looking studs. Vince was black like Max, and the thought of getting two black cocks in me at the same time had my pussy dripping. Briefly, I thought about Victor up in Canada... but only briefly. Once on I laid eyes on the well-endowed, sexy studs Desmond had invited, all thoughts of my husband vanished.

A blonde guy with short hair arrived next. I barely heard Desmond introducing him as Alex. All I could think about was his hugely muscled body and awesome tan. He was Hollywood handsome, and as soon as he looked at my naked tits, I could see his cock growing larger until it tented his pants.

Blaine arrived at the same time as Alex. His dark complexion contrasted markedly with Alex's. He was much less handsome, but his bushy eyebrows and rugged face gave him an aura of potent virility. In addition, the huge bulge in his pants made it clear that this stud was going to really stretch both me and my daughter.

After Alex and Blaine arrived, several more men showed up. Their ages seemed to vary between late 20s to early 40s. Some were handsome and sexy... some less so... but all of them seem to have hard, sizable sex guns in their pants.

By this time, both Kathy and I were surrounded by several men. Blaine held my breasts in his hands ... squeezing them and pinching my nipples. At the same time as his mouth covered one of my nipples, a second man was behind me pressing himself into the crease of my ass. His dick felt like it had to be gigantic.

A third man, who turned out to be Lennard, held my head and pressed his lips against mine. His tongue thrust inward probing and licking my tongue. It seemed like he had pressed a switch that made my mouth open wide to give him maximum room to explore. The man behind me continued to grind his dick into my ass crevice.

"What me to take off her panties for you, Jack so you can get it into her ass?"

"Hell yes. Pull her panties down, Lennard." Lennard moved away from my mouth, knelt, and pulled my thong down to mid-thigh. He paused for a moment to stare at my now naked cunt. When I felt his fingers at my opening, my feet moved apart, and he entered me.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH... UUNNNGHHH... YESSSSSSSSSS!!"

"Oh Man! Her cunt's soaked. Feels like a hot sauna in there," Lennard yelled as his fingers moved in and out of my pussy even faster. I was now hunching forward against his fingers and backward against Jack's cock, which I could now feel was bare. He pushed it deep inside my crevice and sawed back and forth. After removing my panties, Lennard went back to kissing me, but his hand stayed on my pussy.

My hips were moving back and forth in fuck motions against these men. I felt like a total slut. Lennard's fingers probed the depths of my vagina while his thumb stroked my clitoris. As my ass humped backwards, Jack's big shaft pushed into my rectum. I howled and gasped when it penetrated me. Blaine continued to suck my nipples so hard I felt they might burst open like ripe grapes.

As the men moved me from one position to another, Kathy had Alex on the bed. She was giving him a blowjob while working the dildo in and out of her ass. Desmond, Max, and a third guy whose name I didn't know were all watching the action from the foot of the bed.

Alex thrust his cock upward into my daughter's mouth as the dildo screwed in and out of her ass.

I knew it wouldn't be long before one of the guys watching from the foot of the bed mounted my daughter, but I didn't get to see it. Wanting a better angle to get into my ass, Jack bent me over, pulled his shaft back, and then drove it balls deep.

"UUUNNGGHHH!!!"

When my mouth opened in the hot scream produced by the thick cock plowing my rectum, Lennard took advantage by ramming my head down on his iron-hard dick. "Suck me, Laura. Suck my cock while Jack reams your hot ass."

Jack began to pump my ass hard and fast causing me to gasp. When I did so, Lennard's dick plunged down my throat.

I was taking it balls deep in my ass and mouth as the same time.

Lennard and Jack pumped me fore and aft, driving their rock-hard shafts into my throat and far into my rectum on every thrust. As they screwed me, my tits were swinging back and forth erratically until some other guy moved beneath me. He captured them with his hands and then worked my nipples until they were both hard and throbbing.

My grunts and moans mixed those of my daughter. All around the room, men were jacking off waiting anxiously for their turns.

Either Jack's balls were so full of semen or my ass was so tight or both, he couldn't hold it. In less than a few minutes, he screamed that he was cumming. In the middle of his scream, I felt his dick throbbing like crazy inside my ass. Then, it began to jerk hard as he rammed it deep and emptied his balls in a series of 8 or 9 hard ejaculations.

Once Jack pulled his now deflating cock from my ass, Lennard held my head and began slamming his dick into my throat hard and fast. "Suck it all the way, you hot Slut. Make me shoot it, Baby. Take my load!" It took him even less time to fill my mouth and throat with his load than it had taken Jack to fill my ass.

When I finally had an opportunity to look over at the bed, Desmond was already mounted on Kathy fucking her hard in doggy position with her head resting on the bed. She grunted like a hot bitch every time the thick rod sank into her hole.

Kathy moaned continuously as Desmond drove his hard dick into her wet cunt.

I wasn't given much time to watch my daughter before Blaine dragged me over to the nearest couch, dumped me onto my back, and moved between my thighs. After locking his arm beneath one of my knees, he hoisted my leg high in the air completely opening up my pussy. His hips snapped forward. His aim was perfect as his hard cock hit my opening dead center. His entire shaft quickly disappeared into my depths. Once he had his rod firmly planted, he fucked me like a wild stallion. I came several times before he shot another load of semen into my already cum-filled vagina.

Blaine buried his dick in me and very quickly filled me with another load.

When Blaine finished and moved away, I saw that there were now over a dozen men present. A black stud I recognized as Vince had Kathy bent over fucking her doggy while one of the guys I didn't know had his dick planted deep down her throat. Every time Vince's cock thudded into the bottom of her vagina, she gurgled and hissed, which were the only sounds she could make with the thick phallus plugging her mouth.

As I watched, the man fucking her mouth shot off and semen spurted out the corners of Kathy's mouth. Apparently, the man's load was so large she just couldn't swallow all of it. When he withdrew, semen covered her face and long strands dangled from her chin where it swung erotically back and forth as Vince continued to fuck her.

Several men were jacking off watching the black stud fucking my daughter.

By this time there were over a dozen men present. Four of them surrounded me. I had hands exploring every part and every crevice of my body. Two hands moved up and down my legs. I had a hand on each of my ass cheeks that were taking turns fingering my anus. Both of my tits were being squeezed and caressed by a hand. Three fingers were fucking my pussy and an eighth hand was working on my clitoris.

There was no way I could keep my body from thrashing wildly as these studs worked me over. My ass humped frantically against the fingers and hands stroking my ass and pussy and fingering my two holes. Each time my nipples were pulled or twisted, my shoulders pulled back to thrust my breasts into the pleasure-giving hands. My heels moved further and further apart to give the hands on my legs full access.

Suddenly, my vagina and clit erupted in a series of hard spasms. "ooohhh god... UUNNGHH! AAAAHHHHH.... MMMMMM... DON'T STOP... MORE... MORE! AAAAHHHH!"

"The hot slut is cumming!" the man whose fingers were inside my pussy screamed.

"Hell yes she is!" echoed the man with his fingers inside my contracting rectum.

"JEZZZ!! You guys should feel her clit. It's throbbing like a jack hammer!"

"Lift her leg up, Don. I gotta get my dick into her cunt."

"That high enough?"

"Oh fuck yeah! UUmmmmmmm..."

"You in her?"

"All the way man... balls deep in that hot cunt."

"Hold her still for a moment so I can fuck her ass. UUnngghh... She's tight, but its going inn!!"

With hands all over me, a dick in each of my hands, one in my pussy and another in my ass, I couldn't stop screaming or cumming. As soon as one orgasm ebbed, another would erupt.

"OOHHHH GOD! UUNNGHH! YOU'RE FUCKING THE SHIT OUT OF MEEE! AAAHHHH GOD... CUMMING... CUMMING SO FUCKING HARD! CAN'T STOP.... RAM MEEEEEEEEEE! UUNNGHH... AAAHHHHHHHHH... CUMMING AGAIN!!!"

Two guys who had just arrived hadn't even taken the time to strip before they were all over Kathy. She riding one guy's cock reverse cowgirl with her legs high in the air. The other stud had his hips socked firmly into her sex saddle plowing her pussy with his thick shaft. Her legs flailed frantically in the air the men thrust into her holes again and again.

My daughter was howling so loudly, I knew she was having near continuous orgasms just as I was.

Toward midnight, most of the men were drained and had dressed and left. The ones who were still present were taking turns fucking us, one at a time. I had been looking forward to being with Desmond ever since Kathy had described his huge 10-inch cock the day before. But all through the first part of the party, he had played host to his guests and hadn't screwed me. Now, however, with most of the men gone, he had me sitting on his lap as he caressed my tits and stroked his fingers through my gaping pussy. His cock was hard as steel beneath my ass.

"How can you still be that hard after a night of sex?" I asked amazed.

"Easy, Laura. I've only banged your daughter one time, and I haven't fucked you ... at least, not yet. Are you available?"

"Are you teasing me, Desmond. Every guy here tonight has fucked me ... most of them twice. You know I'm available."

"Your daughter seems to be having fun. Look."

Desmond motioned in the direction of the bed, and I saw Kathy's ass rising and falling on an impossibly big cock. It was stretching her pussy into a huge hole every time it entered her, and on every stroke, the guy was pulling out at least 10 inches of cock but neither the head nor the ridge appeared.

"My god! Who is that guy? How big is that thing he fucking my daughter with?" I asked totally astonished.

"That's Brad. Most of the guys here call him Big Brad. I'm sure you can guess why."

"How big is it?"

"11 and half inches... thick as your forearm. He always arrives late for the party so that the women will be wet and well-stretched. That allows him to get into their holes without a lot of trouble."

"Does it hurt?"

"Listen to your daughter screaming and wailing every time that monster dick sinks into her cunt. Listen."

"OH GOD! FUCK IT! FUCK IT! CUMMING AGAIN! UGH! UGH! UGH! FUCK MEEEEEEE! AAAHHHHHH!!!

"I need to tell you, Laura, that if I fuck you tonight, I'm going to be in you regularly, even after your husband comes home ... just like I do with Kathy. So, do you want me to fuck you or not, Laura?"

"You're telling me that I let you fuck me tonight, I can expect you to be a regular visitor to my pussy? You're just going to call me up or come over to see me whenever you want me? Is that it?"

"That's exactly right. I don't do one-night stands... ever. So, do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes! Oh yes! Do it to me!"

Desmond gave me the broad smile of a man who knew he could have me whenever he wanted me. "I think I'll use your ass first."

"Please hurry."

"Mount me... reverse cowgirl... so the other men can see my cock pumping you."

Straddling his legs, I lowered my ass over his cock and then centered him on my opening. Holding my hips, he thrust into me. I had been previously stretched by a half dozen of the men so his thick shaft sank almost all the way into me on the first stroke. What didn't enter me on the first stroke filled me on the second one. He pulled my legs high in the air and began fucking me with steady hard strokes. Two of men moved closer to watch... that made me cum even harder.

When Desmond erupted and filled me with his load, I came right along with him... screaming at the top of my lungs. At the same time, my daughter was howling just as loudly as her pussy exploded once more around Big Brad's monster dick.

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For the next two weeks, I was screwed daily by Desmond or one of his friends who usually spent the night in my bed. On four evenings, I had a party with two or three of the guys, and twice Kathy joined me. I had forgotten just how much fun it was to have sex with multiple partners and with big-cocked studs... no strings... just hot sex. I loved it... particularly when it was either Desmond's 10-inch cock or Big Brad's monster taking care of my eager pussy.

When Victor returned from Canada, I had to curtail my activities, but I made up for that loss by practically fucking my husband to death. He couldn't stop marveling at the new me. I did manage to meet Desmond or one of his friends while Victor was at work. And when he went out for his weekly poker parties, I usually met one or two of my lovers who would play "poke-her" with his wife.

With Barry's low sex drive, Kathy had no problems finding excuses to come home late, and even when she didn't go out in the evening, her boss was banging her during work hours.

So things worked out very nicely.

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A Family Picnic:

It was a Sunday afternoon, and Barry and Kathy had joined Victor and I for swimming, water skiing, and a picnic at the lake. As Kathy and I spread out the food on the picnic table, the men were getting the motor boat ready for the skiing activities.

"Did you notice our husbands?" Kathy asked.

"What's to notice? They're just getting the boat set up for skiing, filling the tanks, and so on."

"Yeah, they're doing that, but they seem to talking a lot. That's really unusual. Victor and Barry don't have all that much in common. Watch."

After watching the men in the distance for a few minutes, I commented, "You're right, Kathy. They're are talking about something. I wonder what it is?"

"I don't know, but with Barry involved, we can be certain that's it not about women. My guess is football. What else is there that men ever talk about?"

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"Isn't is just amazing?" Victor said as he watched Kathy and Laura laying out the food for the picnic. "Our wives have to be the two most gorgeous women in the city... at least, I've never seen two who I thought could beat them."

"You're right, Victor. Neither have I. They're both just drop-dead gorgeous. Frankly, I don't see how either of us got so lucky."

"I agree. And you know what's even more amazing?"

"What's that?"

"Most men with beautiful wives are constantly worried that every time they have to go out of town or spend a night out with their friends, their wife will see other men. But not me. Laura and I have been married for 20 years, and I know for a fact that she has no interest in other men and has never, in fact, cheated on me. And Kathy's just like her... no interest at all in other men. Even before the two of you got married she had no interest. She'd come home from dates at 10 PM and wouldn't even let them kiss her goodnight."

"You know, Victor, you're right. Kathy told me that. And her interest in sex is still low. She's perfectly satisfied to have sex a couple of times a month. But how do you know that Laura isn't interested in other men?"

"Simple, Barry, very simple. Fifteen years ago, I had the same worries as other men... beautiful wife... sexy... I have to be out of town sometimes... she's going to cheat on me. The usual male worries. So, I hired a PI to follow her for two weeks when I was one a trip. His report was dull as dishwater. She hadn't even had coffee with another man."

"I see. That's pretty conclusive... if she wasn't doing it when she was younger, there's no reason for her to start now. I guess it's just a case of "Like Mother - Like Daughter".

"Yep! Absolutely! You and I could spend a week in Vegas and be 100% certain that our two beautiful wives were safe and sound at home reading a good book or watching TV. Neither of them have a single secret desire in their bodies."

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