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Anniversary Trip(IV)
Paula's Bi Interlude
By RLM

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Paula's first experience with bi sex was much more sensuous and erotic than she had thought it would be.

Preface:

Author's Note: In Paula's Turn - Part III of Tenth Anniversary Series, my wife flashed an stranger during a Las Vegas Show. One thing led to another, and, without my knowledge, she ended up spending the night with two men. I was frantic until I finally received a call from Paula. At the end of the call, one of the men told me that Paula would be spending the night with them and I should retain the services of a hooker if I needed sex.

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It was nearly noon before I got back to our hotel room at Caesar's Palace. The sex had been intense the previous night. Both Craig and Doug had had me three times before we all fell asleep from exhaustion. I knew I should call Gordon, but I was so tired, I couldn't bring myself to get out of bed.

Before I could call the next morning, Craig was between my legs licking my pussy and clit. I forgot all about calling as I rose toward another intense orgasm. He knew all the right spots to touch. My legs went rigid, my hips rose six inches off the bed, and my body shivered with lust as my clit began to dance wildly.

I was still moaning helplessly when Craig mounted me and thrust his stiff penis into my throbbing vagina. Locking my legs around his hips, I held my body tightly against him as he fucked me with steady hard strokes. I had another orgasm before he emptied himself into me for the fourth time in nine hours.

All the noise had awakened Doug. He sat on the other bed watching us fuck, his own cock becoming harder every time Craig drove himself into me. As soon as Craig had pumped his load into my pussy, Doug pulled him out of the saddle of my thighs, turned me over, and gave it to me doggie. It was another hour before we got around to ordering room service for breakfast.

After eating, I took a shower and followed that with a hot bath. My reflection in the mirror told the story. My make up was smeared; my hair was a mess; my eyes were a little swollen from lack of sleep; and there were two hickies, one on my breast, the other on my ass. I looked like a woman who had been very thoroughly fucked, which wasn't surprising.

Except for my bra, I found all my clothes, put them on and did the best I could with my make up and hair. By the time I existed the bathroom, I looked halfway decent. However, I didn't make it out of the room. Doug was exhausted, but Craig had it up again. I had to bend over with my hands on the bed while he gave it to me one last time. Fortunately, he had almost no semen left to shoot into me, so I was at least able to escape without cum running down my legs.

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I was almost too afraid to enter our hotel room. My husband had spent the entire night and morning alone having no idea where I was or if I was safe. It was our anniversary vacation and he must have had a miserable night while I was too busy to even call him. My hands were shaking as I unlocked our door.

Gordon was sitting in the chair by the window. As soon as he saw me, he leaped up, ran across the room and pulled me into his arms. He held me tightly, his body actually shaking.

"Oh thank god you're all right", he gasped. "I was so worried and fearful they might have hurt you." His lips kissed my neck and then moved up to my face where they planted more kisses all over my cheeks, eyes, and forehead. Not once did say a word about the previous night.

"What an incredible man", I thought. I could hear my heart beating. I felt my vagina throb and its wetness seeping out. Ten years of marriage and I had never realized the extent of the masculine confidence and inner strength my husband had. I wondered why in the hell I had spent a full night in bed with Craig and Doug when I could have been getting screwed by Gordon. "Stupid bitch", I said to myself.

That night after an excellent dinner, a show, and dancing, we went to bed and made love for two hours. I fell asleep with my husband behind me in spoon position, his arms around me, his cock embedded in my pussy, exactly where it belonged.

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The next morning, I was determined to make this Gordon's day. I kissed him and said I would be back in an hour or so. That hour was spent in the beauty salon having my hair, nails, and make up done by a professional. When I left, I was sure my husband would be pleased. Before going back to our room, I stopped at Victoria's and selected a new outfit.

As soon as I walked in, he took one look at me and said, "WOW! You look fantastic!" I loved it.

"Get dressed, we're going to have lunch and plan our day."

While Gordon was getting ready, I worked my way into the one piece, black, wet-look outfit. The material was slightly elastic so that it hugged every curve and crevice of my body. The zipper was in the front for convenience. I put it on with nothing underneath and pulled the zipper down so that a third of my breasts were exposed. Then I slipped on the silver and black pumps I had purchased. The 4-inch heels arched my ass and really made my legs look great.

When I looked in the full-length mirror on the closet door, I wondered if I might be arrested for indecent exposure. My tits looked naked. Even though the nipples were completely covered, the body suit followed their every curve, outlining both of nipples perfectly. The clinging material sank into every crevice. My buttocks and the crease between them were on prominent display. The slit of my cunt was outlined perfectly.

My husband's mouth fell open when he saw me. "Oh FUCK! You look like pure distilled sex."

"Is it too much?"

"Hell NO!.. It's perfect."

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As we walked through the casino, I held my husband's arm, swinging my ass with every step. I wanted every man to know that I was Gordon's woman. Every man stared at me as well as all the women. A couple of the women licked their lips and winked at me as we passed. My husband loved it and so did I.

Later, we were having a drink in one of the many lounges and listening to the live music. I noticed that Gordon was staring at an attractive brunette at a nearby table. I was about to say something when he turned to me: "Paula, see that brunette across the aisle, the one with the short skirt and tight blouse."

"I see her. You've been staring at her for ten minutes."

"Watch her." It wasn't a request; it was a command.

As I watched, I saw her turn in her seat to face the aisle so that her legs moved out from under the table. She crossed her legs exposing a wide expanse of thigh. A few moments later, she reached across the table to take sip of her drink. The motion pulled her skirt even higher on her legs. Some bare skin above the top of her stocking was now in sight.

"She's flashing. I should know", I said smiling.

"I know she's flashing. She's been doing it for 15 minutes now. But not like you flash. Keep watching."

A couple of minutes later, a young man around 22 or so approached the woman, smiled, and spoke to her. She looked at him but said nothing. When the man started to sit down beside her, she did speak. Although neither of us could hear her, the effect on the man was immediate. He quickly pushed himself to his feet and hurried off, his face red with embarrassment.

Turning to my husband, I asked, "What the hell was that all about?"

"That's the third guy she's blow off. Keeping watching her."

After the young man had hurried away, the brunette tugged her skirt back down and turned so that her legs were again under the table. "Well, it looks like she's not going to let that happen again", I remarked.

"You think so? Wanna bet? Watch."

For a few minutes, nothing happened. Then, the woman bent over to get something from her handbag which rested on the floor beside her chair. When she straightened, I saw it immediately.

"Look at that! She's opened two buttons on her blouse. Half of her tits are hanging out."

"They are. Almost to the nipples", my husband observed. I wasn't surprised that he had noticed a woman showing off her big breasts, but I was surprised at his tone. He seemed more angry than excited.

Every man that walked by the woman's table paused to look down at her exposed tits. There was hardly anyway they could miss them as she had pulled the blouse even further open. Most of the men pretended not to look; some looked openly. Finally, one man stopped, smiled, and spoke to the brunette. She turned toward him so that he had an even better view. Taking this as an obvious invitation, he sat down. A moment later, the woman spoke to him again. This time, his reaction was the same as that of the previous young man. He got up in a huff and stormed off.

Gordon and I watched her for another half hour. She kept up the action for the entire time, exposing her legs, or her breasts, or once even opening her legs enough to expose her panties. Whenever a man would approach, he was curtly dismissed.

She was exposing her breasts, her legs, and even her panties.

"What a worthless cockteasing Bitch!", my husband snarled.

"Maybe she is, but I can pick her up."

That statement got my husband's attention. "What makes you think so?"

"Simple. She's been checking me out ever since we sat down. I think she likes the way I look."

"I didn't notice that."

"Men never notice women looking at women. Don't feel bad."

"Honey, I'm really sorry about yesterday. I would like to make this your day.. do something that would really please you. If I can interest that brunette, would you enjoy seeing us having sex and maybe having a threesome? If not, just say so, and we'll find some other exciting way to spend the day."

"Well, you know that having two women at the same time has always been a fantasy of mine."

I laughed. "That's every man's big fantasy, Honey. Ok. Let's give it a try. We'll both approach her, but let me do all the talking."

We didn't have to wait very long. The woman turned in her chair to look at the doorway to the lounge. In the process, she moved her left leg out from under the table, turned her body, and spread her legs enough for us to see her panties. We both moved like a rattlesnake striking.

We were almost to her table before she saw us approaching. I smiled at her as I sat down. She returned the smile and started to close her legs. "Don't do that, Dear. I love your legs. Just looking at them has gotten me wet. This is Gordon, my husband. He thinks your panties are sexy. I'm Paula. Do you like my outfit?"

As I asked the question, I let my own legs drift apart. With my legs open, she could see how perfectly the material molded my pussy. The bulge of my lips on either side of my slit were obvious. "I was afraid I might be arrested for indecent exposure wearing this, but Gordon insisted. What do you think?"

"Oh gawd.. you look incredibly sexy", she breathed. "I'm Helen, Helen Patterson."

"We're both delighted to meet you, Helen. We're here for the week celebrating our tenth wedding anniversary. I've never had sex with a woman as beautiful as you. In fact, I haven't had sex with any woman since we've been married. When I saw you looking at me, I thought you might be interested. My husband would love to watch, but he will leave us alone if you wish. How about spending the day and night with us?"

We spoke for fifteen minutes. Once during the conversation, she again started to close her legs. Again, I stopped her. "Please don't. I love looking at your beautiful legs." Helen smiled at me and opened herself even wider than before.

"Do you know what Gordon is doing right now?" she asked.

"Well, Honey. From where I'm sitting it looks like he's checking out your pantie-covered cunt. Is it wet and hot now?"

"Very. MMMmmmmmmmmm. And you look awesome in that outfit. It covers almost everything, but then it doesn't cover anything. Wow!"

"I'm glad I excite you. You know that I'm going to fuck you. And afterwards, you're going to do me... back and forth... then together.. all night.. sound good?" We both heard Helen moan softly.

"Ohhh god yes!! But my husband is over there. I don't know if he will let me."

My husband spoke up. "I'll go over and speak with him. I think it will be fine. Don't go away, please. I'll be back shortly."

"Go away? Are you kidding. You have no idea how hot the two of you have me right now. This is the sexiest thing I've ever had happen to me. Wild horses couldn't drag me away."

For the next ten minutes or so, Gordon spoke to Helen's husband at a nearby table. He had obviously been watching his wife flash other men. I wasn't surprised. A lot of men like doing that, for example, my husband. We both watched the two of them talking. I was getting more and more excited by the minute. I was certain that Helen was responding the same way. I wondered whose pussy was now the wetter, Helen's or mine.

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The man who was Helen's husband watched as Gordon approached his table. He had seen him and an incredibly hot looking woman chatting with his wife. It surprised him that his wife had kept her legs open the entire time, and, in fact, still had them open. Usually, she wouldn't do that.

"Hi. I'm Gordon. My wife, Paula, and I have been chatting with your wife. She told me that you're her husband. If so, I would like to chat with you for a bit."

"Sure. Please sit down. I'm Marvin." He extended his hand which Gordon shook firmly.

"If you don't mind, I would like to come directly to the point. Are you comfortable with that?"

When Marvin nodded, Gordon continued. "Paula and I watched your wife flashing her body to several men for almost a half hour. The fact that you're over here watching means you enjoy her doing it. I like to watch Paula showing off her body as well. You have probably already figured that out from the outfit she is wearing. However, Helen is very nervous about doing it. She stops as soon as a man approaches her, which must be a big disappointment for you. It would be for me."

Gordon paused to see how Marvin was taking this. He seemed to be Ok. "Anyway, your wife is exceptionally beautiful and Paula got more and more excited watching her. The fact is that she has never had sex with another woman since we've been married. She would like to do it with Helen."

Finally, Marvin spoke. "I'm afraid she will never agree. She will do some things like flash a little, but that's about it."

"I'm happy to report that you're wrong this time", Gordon informed him. "Paula has already asked her and she's anxious to join us for the rest of this day and night for primarily girl-girl sex. Does that excite you as much as it does me?"

"Oh Fuck, Yes! I can't believe you talked here into it", Marvin exclaimed.

"I didn't. Paula did. Now there are some conditions that you need to agree to."

"Go on. What are they?"

"Helen is obviously very nervous about doing erotic, sexual things while you're watching. If you insist on being present, I can assure you that nothing will happen. She will get cold feet and back out just like she does when a man approaches her. I've had this experience with Paula a lot when we first started expanding our sexual horizons. I had to have enough trust in her to let her do it alone at first."

"So, the plan is that you come over right now and tell Helen that you're delighted to have her spend the day and night with us. Tell her that she should enjoy herself to the fullest and that you will love hearing all the details later. I will call you on your cell phone every hour or so to let you know what's happening."

"In the morning, I will call you and ask that you join us. Tomorrow, it will be the four of us for the day and night. The women will undoubtedly have more sex together; you will have the pleasure of enjoying my wife, and I, yours. We'll dine and dance together, probably take in a show and then spend the night having hot sex. Are you comfortable with these plans? If not, now is the time to speak."

"What am I supposed to do while the three of you have sex all day?"

"The same thing I did last night while my wife was having sex somewhere in this hotel with two other men. Get hot, go gamble, eat, and masturbate thinking about what must be happening."

"Did she really do that?"

"In a few moments, you can ask her that question. Let me tell you that if you really desire greatly expanded sexual limits in your marriage, you need to do this. You may never have another opportunity like this."

A few minutes later, the four of us were sitting together listening to Marvin telling his wife exactly what I suggested he tell her. Fifteen minutes later, Helen kissed her husband goodbye for the day and left the lounge with Paula and I. As we walked out, Paula's hand was gently caressing Helen's ass.

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In the elevator, My hands moved over Helen's blouse lightly caressing her bulging breasts. From there, I let my hands rise to Helen's neck where I softly massaged her neck and her back. Pressing my breasts into her back, my hands again moved to the front of her blouse cupping both large mounds. Gordon leaned against the side of the elevator, his erection very obvious to both of us.

All too soon, the elevator arrived at our floor. All the way down the hallway, my hand cupped Helen's fleshy ass. Just before we reached our room, I felt her hands on my ass. I turned her toward me at the door. While Gordon looked for his electronic key, I pressed my lips softly against hers. Her mouth opened under mine, her arms pulled me tightly against her body. Our tongues danced together inside our fused mouths.

"I think the two of you should take it inside before you get arrested", Gordon said. We reluctantly broke the passionate kiss and let my husband lead us inside. Helen seemed nervous once the door closed. She need not have been, not with a husband like I have.

"I think I'll leave you two ladies alone for awhile to get acquainted. I'm going to do a little gambling and make a few phone calls for later in the evening. I'll call before I return to the room." Gordon gave me a quick kiss and was gone.

I opened the door to the balcony. We were 15 stories up, but the railing was high and there was no danger. Once outside, I pulled Helen to me again and we resumed our kiss. Her hands were on my ass, mine on hers. My fingers moved up Helen's back. Her eyes closed and she began to moan.

With our mouths still fused together, tongues intertwined, my right hand slowly pulled Helen's blouse out of her skirt so that it hung free. Once out, I slipped my hand beneath the garment to her firm, naked stomach. Another moan escaped Helen's lips when she felt my hand caressing her bare flesh.

"I've never ever done this before", she gasped.

"It's my first time in a very long time too. I'm loving it."

"Ooohhh me too... do more.. more.. please."

In moments, I had Helen's blouse up over her bra. Her large breasts were heaving with excitement as my hands explored her hard, erect nipples and the fullness of her tits.

The hotel was bent around into a "U" shape so that there was many other balconies just across from us as well as those to our left and right. "Shouldn't we go inside", Helen asked.

"No. I want someone to see us. I want them to see you naked. You're so gorgeous." I felt Helen's body shudder in my arms.

"I want them to see you too", she whispered as she pushed my body back from hers so that she could reach the zipper to my body suit. In one quick motion, she pulled it to my waist. The elastic material immediately pulled away from my large breasts baring both of them completely. "God.. they're beautiful", she moaned, cupping them in her hands. As she caressed and hefted them, I worked the buttons of her blouse open and removed it.

Her fingers now found my erect nipples where they were driving me wild. She knew exactly how to stroke and torture them to make my pussy flutter and throb. I unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. We kissed again..pressing our naked tits together. Frantically, we ground them together, nipple against nipple. The intense sensations forced our mouths open. We both moaned in the heat of our passion.

The women caressed and pressed their tits together.

"That feels sooo good", Helen moaned. "Why did I wait so long to do this. OOohhhh... do meeeee.."

We broke away from each other just long enough for Helen to pull my body suit off my arms and shoulders, letting it bunch uselessly around my waist. Two attractive women, nude to the waist, and locked in a passionate embrace was bound to attract attention sooner or later. It happened sooner, rather than later.

One man came out on the balcony next to ours. He stepped back inside, said something, and soon two other men joined him. Unless they wanted to jump the 15 feet separating our balconies with a 15-story fall below them, there was no way they could reach us, but that didn't stop them for watching as they squeezed their hardening cocks. Across the way two women had come out onto their balcony and were watching us.

We knew we were being watched, but neither of us cared. I nibbled at Helen's earlobe.. she did mine as my fingers worked frantically to open the back button of her skirt so I could unzip her.

We were again locked in a passionate embrace when I succeeded in unzipping Helen's skirt. "Move your legs together, Lover. Let your skirt fall", I whispered. Immediately, her legs closed and the skirt fell to the floor of the balcony leaving her in only her panties, garter belt, hose, and heels.

Helen's hands now worked on my body suit, pulling it lower and lower until she had it around my hips. My hands were now under her panties on her ass..pulling her mound against mine, our tits still mashed firmly together. Then, I felt her hand moving inside the suit to my naked ass. The hand quickly slid between my buttocks and started to rub directly at the opening of my pussy.

"Step back", Helen ordered. "I want you naked."

I moved back as she had ordered. Quickly, she pulled the suit all the way down my legs, removed my heels, pulled the garment completely off. I was completely naked in front of probably a dozen people by this time. Before rising, she put my heels back on.

On the way up, Helen took my breasts in her hands and began to suck my nipples. The electric sensations in my pussy were making my knees weak. Without realizing it, my hips began to thrust sensuously back and forth. Two of the three men now had their cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they watched us.

"Oh soo beautiful", I moaned as my tits and nipples were sucked with more and more fervor. My fingers captured Helen's nipples and began to squeeze and pull them until she gasped in both pleasure and pain. Quickly, I knelt in front of her and pulled her thin white panties over her firm buttocks and down her legs where she stepped out of them.

She looked so erotic standing there naked wearing only a garter belt, hose, and heels, I decided to leave them on her. Leaning close, I whispered, "Turn around, Helen. Face the other balcony and lean back into me."

With her eyes closed in passion, she turned and leaned her body back against my heaving chest. My hands came up to capture both of her thrusting tits and caress the turgid, erect nipples. I squeezed them both causing her gasp and her eyes to open. At this point she realized that I had her facing the three men just 15 feet away. They all stared at her passion swollen breasts and her exposed pussy.

"Spread wider, Honey. Let them see it."

Helen was too far gone to resist. She moved her feet apart increasing the gap between her thighs. With her legs open, the swollen lips of her cunt and even the erect passion bud at the top of her slit were easily seen. The men got as close to the edge of their balcony as possible. She turned and presented her backside to them, holding herself open as she did it.

Helen spread herself open for the men.

Helen gasped loudly as she felt my fingers penetrate her pussy lips and move upward to caress her throbbing clit. A moment later I felt Helen's hand on my naked pussy, massaging it with rapid motions.

Working my fingers more rapidly over her pulsing pleasure bud, Helen's hip began to thrust back and forth.

"Please..." she murmured.

"Please what", I asked as I pressed my thumb into Helen's pussy opening. My forefinger worked steadily at Helen's clit and stimulating it until I could easily feel it throbbing beneath my fingers.

"Please fuck me..."

"I intend to, Lover." At that moment, my thumb pressed deep inside Helen's pussy and sunk in all the way up to the hilt. Helen grunted in helpless passion, "ugh un-hun.. un-hun..."

Suddenly, she turned in my arms, kissed me again while driving her mound repeatedly against mine. "Now, its your turn to show all those men your tits and pussy", she said hotly. Taking hold of my shoulders, she turned me to face the men. Her feet kicked mine apart forcing me to spread wide so they could see me.

One of her hands worked on my tits and nipples. The other probed deeply inside my soaked vagina, opening it as the men watched. When her finger found my engorged clit, I couldn't suppress the moan: "OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH... DDOOOOO MMMEEEEE..." I watched the men jerking their cocks even harder now.

"Put your foot up on the arm of the lounge chair, Paula."

"Oohhhh.." I moaned again and again.

"Do it, Paula. Put your foot up on the arm of the lounge chair."

With my leg up and spread, I was totally exposed.

Raising my foot, I planted it there. With my leg elevated, all three men were treated to a bird's eye view of Helen's fingers working inside my pussy, stroking my clitoris to the bursting point. I was about to cum, but before I reached a climax, Helen pulled me back inside our room, slammed the balcony door shut, jerked the curtains closed, and pushed me onto the bed. She followed me, and our bodies convulsed together in red hot passion.

Helen rolled me over onto my stomach. I felt her hands spreading my buttocks wide open as her face jammed between them. Her tongue stroked between my ass cheeks, even into my hole. I loved it! My breath became more and more ragged. My ass started to rotate. Helen realized that I was on the verge of coming.

"Turn over, Paula", Helen ordered in a husky voice. I hastened to obey. Once on my back, Helen rammed her mouth against mine, our tongues fucking each other, in and out. Her mound ground against mine. She turned around, sat up, and pressed her bottom against my face. "Lift your legs, Slut. High. Spread wide."

Lifting her legs, Paula spreads wide open. .

Once she had me spread, she again moved between my open legs and mounted me like a man. Sprawled naked on top of me, Helen worked feverishly with her tongue shoving it as deep as possible into my mouth. She put her hands beneath my buttocks, took a firm grip, and pressed my wet, swollen pussy against her thigh. I screamed with pleasure, gasped and immediately started to grind my pelvis up and down against her thigh. It only took a few seconds. My vagina and clit erupted into intense spasms that caused my juices to spurt from my cunt soaking Helen's thigh. The men next door had no problem hearing my screams.

As soon as I could get control of myself, I turned on Helen. "Now its your turn, you hot Bitch. I'm going to fuck you."

Helen's only response was to throw her legs wide open and thrust her pelvis high into the air in anticipation. I didn't' make her wait.

The two first fingers of my right hand rapidly pumped Helen's pussy while my left hand firmly massaged one of her large heaving tits. When my fingers squeezed the nipple and pulled it firmly outward, I felt her vagina contract all the way along its length. A long, loud moan escaped her throat. Sheer ecstasy flooded through Helen's body. He eyes were closed, her head thrown back, her mouth wide open. She was shaking uncontrollably, her hips thrusting in wild fuck motions. "Oooh god...do it to meeeeeee... ", she pleaded.

Sliding down Helen's body, I moved my head between her wide open legs. Her vagina was already soaked and gaping open with her excitement and need to cum. I pulled it open even wider to totally expose her hard, erect, throbbing love button. I moved into position at the inviting mouth of her cunt.

My tongue easily slid inside the wet vagina, making Helen jerk with pleasure. I licked her with long slow strokes, all the way from her clit to her anus. Helen squeezed her own breasts and started to rub the rock-hard nipples with her fingers.

The hard fucking I was giving her vagina was more than Helen could take. She had been on the verge of coming for almost 15 minutes, and now she went over the edge like an exploding cannon. She moaned desperately into my mouth and started to shiver, her entire body convulsing into hard spastic contractions. Her vagina slammed shut in a monster orgasm causing her juices to drench my face.

I continued to stimulate Helen's pussy until the contractions subsided. Finally, I removed my mouth from her pulsing hole. Moving up, I pressed my lips against hers, and we kissed, deeply, passionately, as our bodies continued to throb.

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We rested and napped in each others arms for 30 minutes or so. After that, I opened my eyes and found Helen's staring right into mine.

"Ohhhh that was wonderful", I said. "Unbelievable. I can't believe I haven't done this for so long."

"Me too. I can still feel my pussy and clit twitching. I haven't cum like that in so long I can't remember the last time."

Again, we began to gently kiss. Our hands slowly fondling the other's breasts and sliding lovingly through the folds of our lover's pussy. Gradually, we slowly excited each other.

Helen's hips were beginning to thrust against my fingers when she said, "Your husband is just wonderful. He could have stayed and watched. I know every man wants to watch women making love, but he gave us our privacy so it would be better for us. Later, we must say "thank you" in an appropriate way."

I smiled and said, "I'm sure we'll be able to think of something. Now shut up and fuck me with your hot tongue."

Helen grinned, "Yes, Mistress. Please punish me if I don't pleasure you properly."

Sliding down in the bed, Helen moved between my legs and gently started probing my wet pussy with two of her fingers while working my nipples with her other hand. In moments, she had my hips thrusting against her fingers. Unlike a man, she had no trouble immediately locating my G-spot. When she began working it, violent contractions shot through my belly. My hips surged up off the bed as I babbled helplessly.

Next her tongue found its way into my love hole and began pumping with rhythmic strokes, fucking me. Her fingers on my G-spot, her tongue inside my cunt.. I was beginning to throb hard, my orgasm rising and rising... ready to explode.

When Helen moved her tongue onto my love button, I did cum. Hard..juices spurting. I tried to push her head away, but she stayed on my bursting clitoris. I began to scream in pleasure/pain. Finally, she stopped and let my hips collapse back to the bed where I lay gasping and panting in the throes of my intense orgasm.

When I had finally quieted and my breathing had returned to normal, Helen grinned wickedly and mounted my face. She pressed her pussy down onto my lips, holding my head in place with her hands. "Oh please.. may I fuck your face."

I couldn't speak with her cunt mashed against my mouth. So I just nodded and began eating her, thrusting my tongue as deeply inside her vagina as it would go. Helen went wild. She began grinding her pussy against my lips and tongue, keeping her clit locked onto my mouth. I sucked it hard. The intense pressure brought a moan from her lungs. "Ooohhhh SUCK IT...HAAARDDD.", she begged.

A minute later, her pussy contracted hard, her juices flooded into my mouth. The excitement of feeling her cumming...contracting and throbbing made my pussy throb right along with Helen's.

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This time we slept for almost an hour before we started making love again. When we awoke, I stripped off Helen's garter belt and stockings. We both discarded our heels so that we were both completely naked. I rolled her over onto her back and began to knead her buttocks while licking her back and neck. She arched her hips in response and signed as my tongue moved over her neck.

Placing a pillow at her hips, I again rolled Helen over, this time so that her hips were on the pillow elevating them. The position was so sensuous that Helen began to moan as soon as her hips were on the pillow. Without being told, she opened her legs as wide as possible, completely exposing her wet, open love hole.

I went over to the dresser drawer and returned to the bed holding our electric vibrator. I plugged it into the wall socket and showed her the business end, a rubber-coated metal stub. She knew without being told just where that stub was going. She moaned in passion. "Ohhh god...I don't know if I can take that or not."

Leaning over, I whispered into her ear as my hands worked her big tits and flicked over her newly erected clit, "You don't have any choice in the matter, Slave. You know where this vibe tip is going don't you. And it's going to stay there until you can't cum any longer."

A bit later, the room was filled with Helen's loud moans of passion as the vibe worked up and down between the lips of her pussy. Her hips thrashed on the pillow; her mouth gaped open, her tongue out. Every time I touched the tip of the vibrator to the clit, her vagina clamped shut and then opened again... over and over.

"Oohhhhh please, Paula...I can't take it...its too muchhhhh... please... ooohhhhhhhhhh god... ugh ugh ugh...aahhhh..."

Then a moment later. "Oh please...NOOOO...don't stop.. DON'T STOP. DO ME MOREEEEEEEEEEEEE..."

I pushed the tip against the base of her throbbing clitoris and watched the small love bud swell and then burst into hard spastic contractions. Helen tried to roll over, but my body held her in place as I moved the vibe up and down the exploding clitoris. Every muscle contracted. The sudden contraction of her vagina caused her to whoosh air again and again. I removed the vibe and she collapsed to the bed and lay there shaking and trembling in one continuous orgasm.

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Thirty minutes later the phone rang. Helen answered it.

"Hello."

"Hi. This is Gordon. Don't mean to interrupt but I have something I need to tell Paula. Can you put her on the phone?"

"No... Sorry. I have her tied to the bed right now with my panties in her mouth, which I have taped shut. Her legs and wrists are tied to the opposite posts of the bed. I'm using the vibrator on her clitoris. I think she's already cum five times...can't be sure.. she just keeps cumming... want to listen to your wife?"

"Sure. Let me hear her."

Paula's body convulses in orgasm as the vibrator hums between her thighs.

Helen held the phone next to my gagged mouth as she ran the vibrator tip over and over my bursting clitoris. My hole wouldn't stop throbbing.. All I could do was groan and grunt through the gagging ball of panties in my mouth. She held the phone next to my head for several minutes, never taking the vibe off my clit. I shuddered in another orgasm and this time lost control of my bladder. Urine flooded the bedcovers.

"Gordon, your hot wife just urinated all over the bed she came so hard."

"Wow... would love to have seen that."

"Listen. I've arranged for a massage for the two of you at 5:00 PM. I don't think either of you want to miss this. The hotel will be sending up two masseuses of my selection. Unless you want to cancel, both of you need to be ready.. freshly bathed, naked, and wearing the terrycloth robes that are provided in the bathroom. I'll be by at 7:00 PM to pick both of you for dinner. Wear something hot. Marvin and I will be chatting in the lounge so you can go to room to get your clothes if you need to."

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At 5:00 PM sharp, Helen and Paula were relaxing on the couch, each wearing a terrycloth robe as Gordon had directed. Under the robes, both women were naked.

"I've never had a massage before", Helen said somewhat nervously. "Have you?"

"No. Not really. Certainly not by a professional."

"Gordon said he had personally selected the masseuses. How does he know which ones give the best massage?"

Paula laughed. "I don't think he selected them for their massaging skills. Look, if this is more than you want, just say something like, "I'm really too tired", and I will cancel out for us. OK?"

"Sure, but I'm sort of excited about this."

A moment later there was a knock on the door. When Paula answered, two young, very attractive, well-built black men stood there carrying a array of equipment. "We the masseuses from the hotel. Our instructions are that you've ordered two full-body massages. Do we have the right room?"

"Yes, you do. Come on in."

Paula watched Helen as the men began bringing in their equipment. When she got her attention, she raised her eyebrows asking the obvious question. Helen nodded her head vigorously.

The larger of the two men walked over, smiled, and said, "Hi. I'm Lance. This is Barry. We've very experienced at this. So anything you want, let us know. Anything you're uncomfortable with, same deal. We're here to please. The entire massage will take about an hour. Any questions?" When neither woman spoke, he said, "Ok. We'll get set up. Both of you will need to disrobe. You can use the bathroom or we'll leave for a bit."

"We're both naked under these robes", Paula said, ending with a sexy smile.

"Great. We'll get set up then."

With no apparent effort, Lance and Barry pushed each of the two double beds up against opposite walls to make enough room between them to set up the massage tables. While Barry set up the tables, Lance set up the equipment stands and filled them with sheets, towels, and a wide variety of scented massage oils.

"I think we're ready", Lance said. "Barry and I will go into the bathroom while the two of you get on the tables. There's a sheet for each of you. Just cover yourselves with it. Eh.. one more thing ... "

When Lance hesitated, Paula inquired, "Yes? What?"

"Well, as you can see, we've spread vinyl sheets all over the carpet to keep it from getting oil stains. The same thing would happen to our clothing, so we generally don't give massages dressed. We either wear shorts or just athletic supporters. Which would you ladies prefer?"

"Neither of us have done this before, so it should probably be shorts. Will that be a problem", Paula asked?

"Not at all. We'll be back in a minute or two. When we're gone, please get on the tables under the sheet." Inside the bathroom, the men stripped quickly and struggled into their tight, body-hugging shorts. Before leaving, they flipped a coin. Lance got Helen and Barry, Paula.

When the women saw Lance and Barry emerge from the bathroom wearing their "shorts", their eyes widened. The white shorts were cut high on their buttocks exposing at least half of their asses. And they were incredibly tight. The elastic material of the shorts molded their cocks completely. Both organs were pressed up against the men's abdomens to keep them from extending down their legs beyond the shorts.

Moving to the head of the tables, the men adjusted the sheets so that they were folded just below the women's shoulders. As they adjusted the sheets, they leaned forward. Their cocks were at eye level for the women, no more than few inches away. Lance and Barry exchanged smiles when they saw the women checking out their sexual equipment.

The men walked to the side of their respective tables. Each looked over the thrusting full asses of the two women as they lay on their stomachs under the sheets. Smiling at each other, they started the massage with a liberal amount of body oil over the legs and thighs of the women, moving the sheets just below their asses. Starting at the ends of the table, they began making long, sensuous strokes using both hands up and down the length of their client's legs. When their hands approached the buttocks, they switched to using their fingers to firmly knead the flesh.

Having worked their legs, Lance and Barry both moved once more to the head of the table so they could massage their bodies above the waist. As they bent over, their cock bulges often pressed against the women's heads. Their hands first worked the torso, then up to the neck, shoulders, and finally down the arms. This was repeated several times with more oil being applied on each pass. When they began working on the sides of the torso, they used even more oil. Soon their hands were moving up and down the women's sides so that the outside edges of their breasts received a great deal of attention.

Ten minutes later, the men decided they needed to pay more attention to the feet, ankles, and calves. Moving again to the bottom of the table, the two sheets were again raised and folded just below their buttocks.

Lance and Barry worked the women's feet and calves, massaging them firmly and deeply. Again and again, they worked the area using more oil with each pass. By the time, the men reached to the middle of the women's calves, Helen's legs had started to part and Paula's were already open several inches. Still the sheets covered their most private parts.

The men worked the women's calves thoroughly going around and around each leg again and again. As they slowly moved upward, the sheets were gradually pushed up until both female asses were slightly exposed. Neither said a word.

When the men bent forward so that they could work on the thighs, both women began to move their hips against the table, grinding and pressing downward to obtain some pressure against their clits, which by this time were engorged and throbbing. As their thighs were massaged again and again, the covering sheet was pushed higher and higher until the men could see the moist slits of their pussies.

Having thoroughly massaged the feet, ankles, calves, thighs, back, sides, shoulders, and neck, the only remaining part was the buttocks. With a smooth motion, the men folded the sheets across the women's backs to completely expose both firm shapely asses. Paula arched hers a little higher.

Using more oil, Lance and Barry started to work directly on the buttocks, kneading the flesh with their strong fingers. Moving up and down and then to the sides, their hands pulled the ass creases of both women apart to expose their holes. Coating their hands with fresh oil, they began to slide their slickened hands between their cheeks and onto their inner thighs. Both asses were now elevated, both hips moving.

When neither woman objected, the men began to press their fingers deeper into their ass creases and from there downward between their legs. Helen and Paula were both hunching their hips, grinding them in circular motions as the men worked them.

Paula began to moan. A moment later Helen's moans mixed with hers. The men's arms were now moving in and out, from their feet toward their heads, within the women's ass creases. Both arched their hips high as the thick fingers penetrated their vaginas. Their moans grew louder.

Before Helen or Paula could reach an orgasm, the two men had them turn over onto their backs. Both sheets were pulled off and fell to the floor leaving the women naked. Starting at their shoulders, they quickly moved downward to make contact with the four large breasts. Their hands dragged over the hard nipples and four hands began squeezing and rolling them back and forth. Both women thrust their tits higher and moaned continuously.

Helen's raised her knees and pressed her feet on the table thrusting her hips upward. As Lance worked her nipples, her hips began fuck motions in the air. Paula looked over at her new friend, saw her with her legs up inviting Lance into her saddle. She quickly duplicated the move and moments later, her knees were up, her hips fucking the air.

The men moved to the foot of the tables. With their knees raised and their legs spread wide, their open, wet vaginas were on full display. Barry rubbed Paula's abdomen bringing groans from her wide open mouth. Lance massaged Helen's mound. She began to beg. Both women were humping their hips up to meet the men's movements.

Moving to the head of the tables again, they unzipped their shorts. With the restraining zipper opened, the material parted widely allowing their fully hard, engorged cocks to thrust out toward the women. Both organs were cold black and massively thick, 8 to 9 inches in length. A small strand of precum hung from each cock tip. When they leaned forward to again squeeze and massage the 36DD tits, both throbbing cocks were pressed against the women's heads.

Helen gasped when she saw the massive fuck stick. Paula licked her lips when she felt the shaft of the cock against her face. Lance nodded to Barry that it was time. Moving to the side of the tables, four male hands pressed against the two throbbing vaginas, massaged the pussy lips and moved them wide open to expose the wet, throbbing interiors. Paula gasped, "OOohhh god...now... fuck us... what's wrong.. damn you.. fuck us..."

With one smooth motion, Lance lifted Helen from the table, carried her to the bed a few feet away and put her on her back. Handing her a pillow, he said, "Put this under your hips." At the same time, Barry was laying Paula on the other bed. He also gave her a pillow. The men quickly put the massage tables away, and then pushed the two beds together to convert it to one very large bed. Both women waited, their asses elevated on the pillows, their knees up and bent, their thighs wide open.

Slipping smoothly and easily into their sex saddles, the men adjusted their cocks at the wet openings; then they pushed the heads inside. Slowly their cocks began to disappear into their wet holes. The women's mouths opened wide in a deep moan as each felt herself being stretched wider and wider.

When each woman had three inches of cock inside her cunt, the men began slow fuck strokes. Both female pelvises thrust upward against the hard pistons moving inside them. The men leaned onto their bodies and sucked their turgid, throbbing nipples into their mouths. Both Helen and Paula grabbed their lover's head and held it tightly against their heaving chest.

Lance pushed another inch of cock into Helen's tight cunt bringing another gasp of passion. Barry was more generous. He gave Paula's pussy two additional inches of cock, then flexed his organ inside her, making her cry out. Both men began fuck motions again. Paula's legs rose off the bed. Lance hooked his arms under Helen's legs and lifted them.

The two black sex pistons worked five inches of cock in and out the women's vaginas. Finally, Paula could stand no more.

Fives inches of cock sank into their cunts.

"Ooohhhhh god...fuck me...FUCK ME.. DON'T TEASE ME LIKE THIS.. FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE."

Both men drove two more inches of black cock into the throbbing women. Barry pushed his hand under Paula's ass and worked two fingers into her asshole as he fucked her faster and faster.

"Ooohhh god.. Helen.. he's got his fingers in my assssssss!"

A moment later, Helen wailed loudly and told Paula the same thing. The men now began to fuck the women steadily with deliberate hard driving strokes. After the second such stroke, each black cock was sunk fully into a cunt. Two hard male asses flexed and clenched causing their huge organs to repeatedly expand and contract within the hot holes. Cunt juices slid down the big ebony shafts as they were dragged from the clasping female holes.

Both women grunted helplessly, over and over, as they spread as wide as possible to take their lover's cock. Their hips began bucking wildly to meet the hard cock thrusts being driving into the bottom of their vaginas. Two pair of big balls banged against their upturned asses on each fuck stroke. Squishing sex noises issued from both cunts.

Suddenly, Helen screeched and began to babble as her cunt convulsed into a huge orgasm. Lance began to shoot his load into her right in the middle of her orgasm. The flexing, jerking cock in her belly intensified her orgasm even more. Saliva ran from the corners of her mouth; her eyes rolled up; her cunt hole and clitoris contracted in hard jerking spasms; her sex juices spurted for the first time in her life.

Lance's load fill Helen's cunt and ran down her ass.

Beside her, Paula was taking a hard fucking. Barry slammed his cock in and out of her like a jackhammer. She cried out in pleasure as spasms ripped through her body. The bed rocked and groaned beneath them. Paula's tits danced on her chest. Three fingers were shoved into her asshole. The black cock rammed to the bottom of her cunt, held there, the big throbbing head pressed against her womb, its hole wide open for the load. Barry grunted, and then spewed four huge gushes of sperm-filled semen into her cunt. Two of the four cum streams fired directly into the open hole of her womb. The woman under him was cumming continuously.

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Gordon arrived promptly at 7 PM to take us to dinner. When he walked in, he stopped, stared, his mouth opening but no sound came out. The look on his face was priceless. His two dates for the evening were wearing skin-tight sheathes that ended three inches or so below our asses. The plunging V-neck of our dresses exposed the top third of our tits and their inner slopes as well. We both wore 5-inch, slut heels and crotchless pantyhose. We had not had time to have our hair done, but we doubted that anyone would look at our hair.

"I hope you're ready, Big Guy, because we certainly are", I said to him. I took his right arm; Helen took his left.

"Where are you taking us, Stud?" Helen asked.

Gordon looked us over. I could see his cock getting hard. "How about we forget dinner and go to bed?" he suggested.

"Later, Baby. Later. Let's go."

We led our fabulous date out of the room and down to the hotel lobby. While we waited for a cab, I had my tits pressed against his back. Helen pressed her ass against his crotch. Every single man in the area was watching us, their eyes filled with lust for us and envy for the lucky SOB who had us in tow.

Once in the cab, we turned up the heat a couple of notches. I pulled the top of my dress down and pushed my big tits against his lips. Helen unzipped his pants and took out his stone-hard 7-inch cock and began stroking it. The cab driver almost had a wreck trying to watch us in the rear-view mirror and drive at the same time. By the time we got to the restaurant, Helen has my husband's cock buried in her throat and Gordon had both of my nipples hard, erect, and very red.

The cab driver waited patiently while we got untangled. Helen helped Gordon get his cock back into his pants while I struggled to get my tits back inside my dress. The cab fare was $12. Gordon handed him a $20 telling him to keep the change.

As the Maitre d' led us to our table, once more, every man's eyes stared at our tits as we approached and at our asses after we had passed. All the women were busy telling their men that we were just whores. Gordon was walking on air as we clung to his arms, pressing our tits against him.

All through dinner, we never took our eyes off of him. Helen was enthralled with my husband, and I loved him so much, I couldn't find the words to express my feelings. The cuisine was magnificent, and the wine exquisite, just as Gordon had promised.

Gordon sat between us; we sat with our chairs turned toward him with our legs outside the tablecloth. The other men in the restaurant spent the evening staring at our legs, everyone of them wanting to fuck us. The women stared at Gordon wondering what kind of man he must be to command the adoration of two such women. I was pretty certain that most of them would have spread their legs for him if he had asked, but of course, they knew they had no chance.

After dinner, Gordon herded his two women into a cab and gave the driver directions to a popular night spot on the strip. It was a short drive which gave us little time for sex play, but we made the most of it.

The club was crowded, but Gordon had a reserved table near the dance floor. While we were ordering our drinks, I noticed that the dance floor was filled with mixed couples, men dancing with women, women with women, and a few men dancing together. Turning to my husband, I said, "I don't think you picked this club at random."

"Of course not. I never do anything at random. Aren't you going to ask Helen to dance?"

I didn't have to ask her. She heard Gordon's question, and when I turned toward her, she just moved into my arms. A minute later, we were fused together on the dance floor. Our large 36D and 36DD breasts were interlocked, hers between mine and vice versa. We moved smoothly with the music, my hands on Helen's ass, hers on mine.

As we moved together, we gradually became more and more aroused. When the third number began, we were both breathing hard. Our mounds, held firmly in contact by the pressure of our hands, were grinding together as we rotated and thrust our hips against each other.

"I'm fucking you", I whispered in Helen's ear.

"I know you are. And I'm fucking you. Do you feel it?"

"Mmmmmmmmm.. oh yesss!" I moved my hands down Helen's ass to the hem of her dress. She gasped when she felt my hands moving over her ass under the dress.

"Be careful", she whispered. "Just a few inches higher and I'll be exposed."

"I know you will. I want you exposed." Helen groaned as I pulled her dress up her thighs until it was right at the junction of her thighs with her ass. My fingers felt her naked flesh exposed by her crotchless pantyhose.

"Oh gawd! Can they see me now?"

"Almost. Want me to show more of you?"

"Oohhhh yes... do it", Helen moaned.

` I lifted her dress to mid-ass level. Her crotchless pantyhose were now on display along with her ass and just maybe the very back portion of her cunt slit. As we danced, I moved her around so everyone got the opportunity to view her sexy curves. After a few turns, I let her dress drop. She was gasping in excitement.

Helen leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Now it's your turn you hot Bitch." I felt her hands move under my dress. She didn't even ask me if I wanted her to expose me. It took her a moment to pull the tight sheathe up over my hips, but then it was bunched around my waist, much higher than I had lifted hers. She moved me around the floor, making certain that everyone saw me. Finally, she pulled my dress back down as the song ended.

We decided we wanted Gordon with us. It didn't take much convincing to get him onto the dance floor. Once there, we sandwiched him between our bodies, Helen facing him, me behind him. Gordon held Helen's body tightly against his own, his cock pressed firmly into her mound. With my arms around his chest and hips, I held him equally tightly. My breasts were crushed against his back, my mound pressed against his ass.

We didn't move gracefully, but we moved, and that was the entire point. The sensuality of the FMF threesome moving together on the dance floor captured the attention of everyone in the club. Halfway through the song, I increased the eroticism several degrees by moving my hand from Gordon hips down to his cock. Sliding my hand between his bulge and Helen's mound, I began stimulating both of them as we danced. In moments, I felt my husband's cock expanding to a full, throbbing erection.

I saw several women watching, their mouths open, their tongues licking or flicking their top lip. One was stroking her date's cock bulge as she watched us. Some of the men were squeezing their cocks.

When the next number began, Gordon turned around so that I was now facing him with Helen behind him. We duplicated our previous dance but with roles reversed. I had a hard time deciding which was more erotic. In this position, I could feel my husband's rigid cock grinding into my mound while his hands kneaded and stroked my ass. But Helen got to feel both me and Gordon's cock with her hand as she danced.

"I've got to stop after this dance", Gordon whispered. "Much more of this and I'm going to cum in my pants right here on the dance floor."

"MMMMMMMMmmmmmmm... that would be soooo hot", I moaned.

Back at our table, we sipped our drinks. Several of the women and couples came by to tell us that our three-some dance was the hottest thing they had seen in Vegas so far.

"I'm so turned on I can hardly stand it. Let's go back to the hotel", Helen suggested.

"Just one more stop and we'll go back."

"Where to now", I questioned.

"To the strip club where you danced earlier this week", Gordon said.

"I don't want to do that again", I protested.

"I don't expect you to. I just want you to tell Helen about it on the way over there. We'll stay for a drink or two, watch the dancers, and then head back to our hotel."

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On the drive to the strip club, I told Helen about my performance there earlier in the week and what happened afterwards.

"Oooohh that's so erotic. I've always fantasized about doing something like that but never had the nerve", Helen confessed.

As soon as we entered the club, the manager, Frank, spotted us and hurried over. Taking us to a nice secluded table, he asked if I wanted to dance again.

"No. Once was enough, but thanks anyway. It's nice of you to ask."

"The pleasure is mine, Paula. Anytime you're in Vegas and want to dance, just give me a call. You were the best I've ever seen." Turning toward Helen, he asked, "How about you Helen? Would you like to give it a try?" She blushed but declined.

"Well, let me know if you change your minds. By the way, your money is no good here. Every thing is on the house. Enjoy yourselves."

I had been watching women and customers going into a couple of rooms in the back while Frank had been talking. I now took the opportunity to ask him what was going on.

"The girls give lap dances back there", he informed us.

Helen's ears perked up at this information. "Really? I've heard about that. What are they like? Do the girls have sex with the customers?"

Frank looked shocked. "Absolutely not! That's totally illegal in Vegas and we don't permit it. Any girl allowing sex is fired on the spot."

"Wait a minute! What about Paula when she danced here? She told me you and some other men had sex with her. What about that?"

Frank shrugged. "Paula was just too hot to resist. And she wasn't an employee. If she had been, I would have fired her as soon as I had finished fucking her."

The entire table broke up in uncontrolled laughter.

"Well, how far do the girls go? What is permitted?", Helen persisted.

"The rules are strict. The men must keep their cocks inside their pants. They are permitted to touch and suck the women's breasts during the dance. They cannot put their hands below the dancer's waist. If they do, we have some pretty big guys employed here who will escort them out to the street very quickly. The dance lasts a maximum of 15 minutes or until the guy cums, if he does. Our charge is $30 for the dance. The club takes half, the dancer the other half. All tips belong to the girl."

"Do the girls keep their panties on", Paula asked?

"That's up to the girl. Some keep them on. Some don't. The ones that don't get larger tips, obviously." Frank thought about the situation for moment and then asked, "Would the two of you like to try it? Not a problem. In fact, my guess is that when the customers see the two of you, they'll be lined up waiting."

"What do you think, Paula", Helen asked.

"It's up to you. If you want to do it, I'll do it with you. If not, that's OK too."

Helen looked at Frank. "I don't have to have sex with the men?"

"Not only do you not have to.. you aren't allowed to. However, you do have to finish the dance. You can't start working on a guy and then leave him hanging before his 15 minutes are up. We would have a riot here if the girls did that. You can call it quits after any dance, but once you start a dance, you have to finish. Understood?"

The women looked at each other, smiles creasing their faces. Gordon looked at Frank and said, "Frank, I think you have a couple of new lap dancers for this evening. How do you work this?"

"It's easy. Men who want a lap dance can either ask the girl directly or they ask one of the staff who sets it up. I think the latter method is best. If I announce to all these guys that Paula and Helen are available for lap dances, there's gonna be a stampede. I'll just pick out the nicer looking studs and send them over to this table where they can make their choice if you're both still here. If not, they take whichever one of the girls is at the table at the time. OK?"

The women nodded and Frank smiled. "Great. Remember, you have to finish the dance, you keep all the tips, and you can stop anytime you like. Enjoy and come back anytime."

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Helen and Paula didn't have to wait long. With ten minutes, two guys in their early 20s were at our table, their eyes bugging out of their heads looking at the two women who were going to dance on their cocks. Gene selected Helen, and Hank pulled my wife to her feet. The women led the men into the back room.

After they had closed the door, I dialed Marvin's number on my cell phone. He answered so quickly I thought that he must have been holding the phone in his hand waiting.

"Hello."

"Hi, Marv. Gordon here. Just letting you know that every thing is fine. We'll be returning to the hotel soon. You're going to love hearing Helen tell you all the hot details tomorrow. We'll call you in the morning and you can come join us."

"What's happening now. I gotta tell you that I've been jerking off most of the day just thinking about what Helen might be doing."

"Well, I'm not going to spoil her fun by telling you now. But just to keep up your interest, I will tell you that I'm sitting in a downtown strip club alone right now."

"Where are Helen and Paula?"

"They just went into one of the back rooms. They're giving lap dances to two young college guys as we speak."

"Oooh fuck! OOOHH FUCK!!! I'm gonna cum."

"Ok. Have fun. We'll call you in the morning. Bye." I hung up.

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Hank couldn't wait. He was so excited that I thought he might shoot off before I ever got on him. The chairs used for lap dances had no arms as they would get in the way. The chair backs and seats were padded for comfort. Each room had two chairs. I took one, Helen took the other.

"Hank, you will probably enjoy the dance more if you go in the bathroom and remove your shorts. There will be less between your cock and my pussy that way. It's up to you." He couldn't do it fast enough.

A minute or so later, I had him seated in the chair. Judging from the huge tent in his pants, it looked like his cock was iron hard. Before I mounted him, I adjusted his penis so that it was aligned along the length of his body so it would fit nicely into my slit.

Standing in front of him, I reached up and slowly pulled the top of my dress down baring both 36DD tits. The nipples were already rock hard. "You know the rules, Honey. You can play with my tits or suck them, but your hands have to stay above my waist or that big guy over there will escort you out of the room."

Next, I pulled my skirt up over my hips and bunched it around my waist. He looked between my thighs and saw nothing but my naked pussy exposed by the crotchless pantyhose. "Oh gawd! No panties! No nothing! Just cunt... Ohh hurry, Paula... Get on me before I explode."

Straddling his legs, I lowered my cunt onto his bulge. He groaned and thrust upward. Leaning forward, I cupped my tits and fed them into his mouth. He replaced my hands with his own and sucked one nipple hard into his mouth. He sucked so hard, I could feel my cunt throb in response.

Working my hips around, I got the length of his cock aligned with my wet slit. I let my weight bring me into hard contact with its length. With just his pants separating his stiff meat from my cunt, my lips didn't have much problem spreading around his sex cylinder. Slowly, I began to grind my hips on him. The pressure on my clitoris was immense. Within a minute, I knew this young guy was going to make me cum.

His mouth alternated from one of my nipples to the other until both were red and swollen. Grinding down on his erection harder and harder, I began to whisper in his ear:

"Ooohhh yeah, Baby. I can feel that big hard fuck stick rammed into my married cunt. OOOohhhhhh fuckk... you're gonna make me cum..Ahhh.. Ahhh...Ahhh.. My husband would shit if he knew what you were doing to me..making his wife's clit throb.. ungh ..ungh..ungh... bang me, Stud.. harder... thrust it up into me...yessss....like that... Squeeze my big tits harder...oohhh fuckkk... shoot your cum load into me.... I'm not on the pill... you're going knock me up... breed me, Hank... shoot it innnnnnn."

The lap dance made Paula cum before Hank did.

The hot words were driving Hank crazy. His hips hammered up and down. I thought for a moment his cock might just rip his pants open and slam into me he was thrusting so hard. He squeezed my tits so hard, fuck signals were shooting to my cunt. My hips responded by humping against his cock as hard as I could. My clit throbbed and then exploded.

"OOHHHHH FUCKKKKK... I'M CUMMINGGGGGG...UUUGGHHHHHHHHH..." I screamed.

"Meeee tooo...", came Hank's tortured reply.

The cock encased between my vaginal lips throbbed and jerked again and again as jet after jet of cum was shot into Hank's pants. My pussy throbbed right along with his cock. Finally, his spasms ebbed and his cock became still. My pussy still pulsed slowly.

I dismounted and noted with pleasure the huge cum stain spreading across his pants. He had lasted not quite 10 minutes. He tipped me $20.

In the other chair, Gene had hold of Helen's waist and was moving her cunt over his cock to give himself maximum pleasure. He had obviously done this before and knew exactly how to manipulate Helen's body to get maximum contact between his cock and her pussy. Helen's mouth was wide open, her tongue out, and she was grunting and moaning as Gene dry fucked her like a bull. Her tits bounced wildly on her chest as her body was first lifted and then rammed back down on the thrusting male organ.

She screamed as he orgasm washed over her. Gene realized she was cumming. Most pro lap dancers don't. It excited him to the brink instantly. When Helen moaned,

"Ooohhhhh fuck meeeeee...fuck it to me harder... I'm cumminggg.. cummingggg...",

He couldn't hold back his own orgasm. Jet after jet of cum filled the condom he was wearing.

When Helen dismounted, her breath coming in gasps, Gene tipped her $20 and left.

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Back at the table, Helen and I chatted about our first lap dancing experience. We had both cum on our customers.

"Let's do it two more times and then go back to the hotel", Helen suggested. I was hot to go again and was more than agreeable. "Is that Ok, Honey", I asked my husband.

"Of course it is. I'm enjoying almost as much as the two of you. I wish I could watch."

The second time was about the same as the first except neither I nor Helen managed to cum again. We did get incredibly worked up though and were certain that the third and last dance would get us off. We just didn't realize how much.

For what he knew would be our last dance, Frank made a very careful selection for our two customers. Allen and Max were both in their early 30s, both black, and both incredibly well hung. They were already half hard before we even went to the back room. I got Allen. Max claimed Helen.

Once we were in the back room, both guys unzipped and took out immense dicks. We watched in awe as they rolled condoms down their cocks. Neither wore shorts. Helen couldn't resist asking.

"My gawd.. how big are those dicks?"

Allen smiled. "Well, I'm not as big as Max, but I think my 10 inches will satisfy Paula." He grinned at me as I nodded my agreement.

Helen looked down at her man. "That's 11 inches of prime hard black cock, Baby. You ever had black cock in that married white pussy, Honey?" Thinking about the afternoon with Lance, Helen nodded "yes". He looked at me. "How bout you, Baby. Even had it stuffed with black dick?"

He seemed disappointed when I told him yes..quite a few times.

The men sat down in the two chairs, replaced their cocks in their pants and zipped up..but only part way I observed. They waited for their two white cunts to get on them.

As soon as we mounted the men, they yanked our dresses down. Four big tits surged out, nipples red and swollen from all the previous sucking they had taken. We both moaned together when Allen and Max took possession of our tits and began working them with their hands and mouths.

Helen moaned loudly and began moving her ass over Max's huge erection. I did the same with Allen. They were so big and so hard that it felt like their cocks were actually against our cunts. Four hands circled our waists as they started rotating our asses over their erections. Our cunts were moved back and forth, up and down the huge male shafts. They were dry fucking us closer and closer to an intense orgasm and they knew it.

The two studs would thrust up at the same time they pulled our hips down into their cocks. My clit was throbbing like crazy. Helen was begging Max to do it to her harder. In a few moments, so was I. Every time they thrust against our pussies, they grunted, "Take that black fucker into your white cunt, slut... take it!"

Ten minutes into the lap fuck...it wasn't a lap dance any longer...it had become a lap fuck... Allen whispered in my ear, "I'm gonna take it out, Baby. Lift up a little so I can unzip."

"The bouncer will see..he'll throw you out.", I protested.

"No he won't. Neither of you are employees. Your just hot women fucking a couple of studs. Besides, I slipped him a $20 before we started. Max slipped him another $20. He's not gonna see anything. Now lift up."

I glanced over at Helen. She had already lifted her ass off Max to allow him to unzip. I did the same for Allen. Allen's sex weapon was hidden below my ass, but I could easily see Max's. It was a huge, throbbing, swollen, fuck cylinder that was going to stretch Helen like she had never been stretched before.

My attention was suddenly jerked back to my own cunt as I felt Allen's monster cock pressing against my opening. As wet as I was, he still had to work to get into my cunt. His hands moved to my ass and from there around to my clit. He frigged me as he rammed it home, the huge head thudding with male authority into the bottom of my hole. I arched my back and grunted in hot female passion...

Helen's grunts matched my own as Max rammed it home balls deep into her married pussy.

Once they had their cocks buried in us, the fucking began in earnest. They held our hips and rammed themselves in and out of our throbbing pussies with one deep thrust after another. Our cunts were stretched into huge ovals by their thick cocks. I could feel my juices running out of my pussy coating my thighs and Allen's huge cock. We were both babbling, saliva running out of the corners of our mouths, tongues out, rotating in the air, our tits bouncing wilding on our chests. Both of us grunted like whores every time we felt those monster cocks hammer into our sex holes.

The monster black cocks rammed into us hard and deep.

Allen stabbed his sex gun deep inside me again and again and grunted, "How do you like that big black fuck stick up your tight married white cunt, Whore?"

All I could do was hump on him and cum and cum and cum. That monster black cock was putting so much pressure on my clit, I was exploding every time he fucked in and out of me. Wrapping my arms around him, I hung on as I took the fierce fucking he was giving my pussy.

Helen was obviously cumming too. Again and again and again. Max drilled it in and out of her sex box just as Allen was doing to mine. The squishing noises our pussies were making as the huge cocks pumped in and out of us drove us to higher and higher levels of sexual frenzy.

"I'm gonna unload in this white Bitch", Allen informed his friend.

"Me too. Get ready Helen... gonna cum in your cunt."

The two studs hammered us hard..then harder.. both black sex guns driving up against our wombs where they fired volley after volley into our holes. Only the condoms kept them from flooding our vaginas.

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As soon as we came out of the room, Gordon took one look at us and said, "I think both of you just got fucked for real. Right?"

We sat down at the table, both of us still panting. There was no need to answer his question. Every man around knew we were two freshly fucked women.

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Once we were back in our hotel room, Gordon turned into a raging sex maniac. He had had all the teasing he could take. His cock was so hard it hurt. Helen didn't have time to take anything off before he had her on the bed, her dress shoved up to her waist, her legs jacked up into the air, his arms spreading her wide open, and his cock fucking in and out of her cunt. And he wore no condom. She knew this huge cum load was going deep into her cunt. The thought made her pussy contract in hard spasms.

"Oohhh yes...Baby...fuck me...fuck me like a dirty slut...ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh...aaahhhhhhhhh in meeeeeeeee...hard..give it to me", she babbled..on and on..

I picked up the phone and called Marvin. When he answered, I informed him that my husband was fucking the shit out of his wife. Then I held the receiver next to them so he could hear Helen begging Gordon to fuck her harder..deeper..faster.

"How does that sound, Marvin", I asked. All I could hear was a man grunting as he jacked off.

"Gordon's about to cum in her cunt, Marvin. Hope she's on the pill cause his load's going straight into her womb. Listen to his cock fucking her."

I put the phone right next to Helen's upturned, fully plugged cunt. The sounds caused by Gordon's pumping cock in her love hole were incredible.

Five minutes later, my husband pumped Helen's vagina full of hot cum. The load was so huge that it spurted out between her vaginal lips and the big hard cock cylinder ramming in and out of her.

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Helen was lying on one bed still fully dressed. Both tits were sticking out of her dress which was up around her waist. The pantyhose were torn and her legs gaped open. Thick streams of semen ran from her stretched pussy.

I was naked on the other bed except for my heels. My head rested on the bed while my ass was high in the air. Gordon was behind me, holding my hips as he rammed his cock in and out of my cunt. My tits hung down, jerking back and forth in response to the fierce fucking I was getting. Five minutes later, my cunt was filled with Gordon's load just like Helen's

After Gordon had fucked us both, we all got undressed, fixed the bed covers for the night and got into bed together. Our stud was between us. I pressed my tits into his left side. Helen had hers mashed against his right side. Gordon's hands cupped and fingered our pussies.

After cuddling for a half hour, we had my husband fully erect again. Helen pulled the covers down to expose his erection and we both slid down in the bed and began to worship his big phallus. My tongue licked one side, Helen's the other. Up and down until we had my husband groaning. Then, we started on the head. I took his cock ridge and ran the tip of my tongue around and around it. Helen concentrated on the swollen purple head. Her lips enveloped it again and again.

After a bit, we shared his big shaft. I jacked the top half; Helen jacked the bottom half. Of course, I continued to lick his ridge and she continued to suck the cock head. His hips couldn't possibly stay still with two women working his cock. He began to thrust, hard, unable to stop. We continued to lick, suck and stroke him. His organ swelled... Helen rammed his length deep into her throat and sucked hard... when she pulled back, she offered me his masterful cock. I sucked all of him into my throat. Back and forth..over and over.. we sucked and licked until he screamed and ejaculated a huge fountain of cum high into the air. After the first eruption, Helen covered his cock with her mouth and swallowed all of the following half dozen spurts.

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At 2 AM, I was awakened by Helen's moans. She was mounted on my husband's cock ramming her pussy up and down its length. She was still being fucked when I fell back to sleep.

3 AM. I felt the cock entering me from behind as I lay on my side. Gordon held my hips and used my vagina harder and harder until I felt him throb and shoot his semen into my waiting pussy.

4:30 AM: Gordon had Helen and I doing 69 together. We licked and probed until we were both moaning and grinding our hips. Helen was on top of me, my tongue lapping her clitoris as she worked mine. Gordon mounted her and I watched his cock slowly sinking out of sight into her ass. After three thrusts, he had it all the way in. I sucked harder on her clit when he began to fuck her hard. There was no way Helen could continue to lick me while I was on her clit and Gordon was ass fucking her. She was screaming as her orgasm exploded. I worked on my clit with my fingers and wasn't far behind. I saw my husband's ass cheeks clench and jerk as he shot cum into Helen's hot, tight asshole.

6:00 AM: Gordon couldn't get it up a sixth time, so Helen put the vibrator right on my clit and drove me to another orgasm. At 6:15 AM, the vibe was on her clit, and she was cumming.

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It was noon before we awoke. Gordon was still exhausted. He dragged himself out of bed, called Marvin, and told him we would meet him in the dining room for breakfast or lunch if he preferred. An hour later, Helen was reunited with her husband.

Through the first half of breakfast, Marvin pried his wife for the details of what had happened the day before. She told him a little, but said they should wait until they were alone. During the second half of the meal, he turned his attention to me. Helen had told him that Gordon had fucked her multiple times, and he was clearly wild to do the same thing to me. I didn't blame him a bit.

Gordon suggested we discuss what we would like to do during the day, but Marvin interrupted with a plan of his own.

"I have a better idea. Why don't you and Helen work out all the plans for today and tonight while I take Paula up to our room and fuck her."

I smiled. "I agree. That sounds like a lot more fun that making plans for the day. You two take your time. It's 2 PM now. I think Marvin will have thoroughly explored all of me by 4 PM. We'll meet you here then."

Without waiting for anyone's approval, I rose, took Marvin's hand and led him out of the restaurant toward the elevators. He had his hand under my dress, on my ass, and in my cunt all the way there.

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