2007-08-31

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

The Trip
by RLM

Jean ------------------------------------------ Sharon
Rick and Stuart have gorgeous wives, but Stuart is too straight to enjoy it.
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Prologue:

The McMaths and Cranors have been close friends for several years, which is not surprising since they have a great deal in common. Their homes are on adjacent lots with each having almost the same layout and architecture. Stuart McMath and Rick Cranor are each 34, and their wives, Sharon and Jean are 33 and 30, respectively. Both women have gorgeous bodies with Sharon's being slightly larger than Jean. Her measurements are 36D-24-36, 110 lbs, and 5' 5" in height while Jean is 36C-24-34, 105 lbs, and the same height as Sharon. The only real difference between the two women is hair color and complexion. Sharon is a sexy blonde... Jean a sultry brunette.

Their husbands are both muscular and handsome, and both are 6' even with a weight that fluctuates between 185 to 190 lb. Stuart is a successful engineer in a highly-profitable company. As such, his salary is slightly over $100,000 per year plus generous fringe benefits. Rick is a faculty member in a prestigious liberal arts college. Already a full professor, he is head of the humanities school, a position that carries an 11-month salary of $92,000 and benefits.

The two couples spend two or three evenings a week together enjoying movies, dining, dancing, competitive games, and sports, not to mention some vivacious flirting. This particular year, they have decided to take their vacations together. Although the specifics are yet to be decided, it is generally agreed that it will be a motor tour of the sights and landmarks of the western states. The McMaths have a spacious van with seating for six, fold-down seats, and top-side luggage rack... perfect for a two-week motor tour vacation.

As the story opens, the two couples are spending an evening together engaging in a spirited discussion of the trip's itinerary and other items of interest. So... away we go!"

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The Plan:

Jean, Rick, and my wife Sharon had been discussing the upcoming vacation for over an hour, but I had made very few comments. It wasn't that I didn't have ideas and opinions, I just found looking at Jean in her white, short shorts and at Sharon in her mini, denim skirt to be much more fun than arguing over travel plans.

My wife's abbreviated denim skirt just barely covered her ass and the top didn't cover a lot of her tits.
Every time Sharon bent over or sat down on the couch beside me, her panties were on display. Occasionally, she would even drape her leg over mine and give me a good view of her panties. Of course, with Rick being across from us, he had an even better view, which I suspected was the principal reason my wife had her legs open.

Rick's view of my wife's panties was much better than mine.
As soon as we had arrived at the Cranors earlier in the evening, Jean had been teasing me with her big boobs. She knew I liked them and was having a really hard time tearing my eyes away from her chest with her tits encased in nothing but her tight, white halter.

It was obvious that Jean's tits were naked under her halter.
When Rick and Shanon had gone into the house, Jean had grinned at me and seductively asked, "Like what you see, Stuart?"

I had been flustered at having been caught staring like a school boy, but I put on a brave face and countered with, "Of course, but I would like it a lot more if that halter didn't cover them up so much."

I should have known better than to try to get the best of any woman in the teasing game. They practice constantly, and no mere man has a chance in hell of winning that game. Jean just moved closer and whispered, "I'm sorry about that, Honey. Is this better?"

In a flash, she jerked the halter up above both of her big tits. The motion caused them to bounce erotically. Now my eyes were not only glued to her breasts, but my cock was beginning to show its appreciation as well.

There was no way I could keep from getting hard with Jean's awesome tits on display.
She let me look for maybe 30 seconds before she glanced at my crotch. "Mmmmmm... I don't know about you, Honey, but I can tell he really likes what he sees." Abruptly, she covered up the delightful view and said, "Come on, Stuart. They're waiting for us."

Later in the evening, Jean was summarizing our discussions over the last hour. "Ok, Guys. We're agreed. On the way out, we'll take in the Painted Desert and then tour the Petrified Forest. When we've seen that, we head through Arizona and stop over at the Great Meteor Crater. The next stop after that will be Phoenix. Following that, we'll head north and stop at the Grand Canyon. From there, we'll head further north to see Monument Valley. Have I got every thing right so far?"

"I think so," my wife replied. "What's next after that?"

"Then it's southwest to Vegas and Sin Town USA. On the way back, we go north to Lake Tahoe and Reno and then take in Brice Canyon. I think that's about as far as we have planned."

"What about the driving?" I asked. "Who drives and how far do we go each day?"

"I say we stop whenever we feel like it. Personally, I'd like to stop at places where we can go dancing and have a good dinner," Sharon stated.

"Oh hell yes! I agree," Rick said emphatically. "We can share the driving or the guys can switch off as drivers. What do you girls prefer?"

Sharon and Jean looked at each for a moment. They both grinned as if sharing some secret joke. Then, my wife said, "The guys should do the driving. They've got a better sense of direction and enjoy it more than we do anyway."

Everyone agreed, so that was settled. "Any thing else," I asked.

"Absolutely!" Jean said with a grin. "The sleeping arrangements. I vote that we don't try sleeping in the van. We'll all be exhausted after just a few days and the vacation won't be any fun. We need to make advance room reservations at hotels and motels, and to save money for the other things we want to do... like go to shows, shop... gamble a little in Vegas... we should share a room with two double beds."

"Yeah. No question," Rick agreed. "Sleeping in the van is out. No bathroom facilities, uncomfortable, too crowded. We'll be spending enough time in the van during the drive. I second Jean's suggestion about advance room reservations and sharing a room to save money. We'll have to decide where we want to stay each night in advance, however."

"Wait a minute," I protested. "I certainly agree about the van, but I don't think sharing a room is a good idea."

Sharon stared at me... obviously put out by my objection. "What's wrong with the idea. We'll be on the road 14 nights. We'll be lucky to get a room for less than $80 to $100 a night. So sharing a room will save between $1,200 to $1,500 depending on the rates and the tax. That sounds like a great idea to me."

"It'll save money, that's true, but I don't think I can go 14 days without sex," I blurted.

The three of them were now all staring at me. "None of us want to go 14 days without sex, Stuart," Jean said quietly. "I know there's no way Rick is going be celibate for 14 days. What kind of vacation would that be anyway. He screws me every day here at home. On vacation, he’s going to be a total satyr. And Sharon has told me that you bang her almost every night... so why are you saying you'll have to go 14 days with getting any pussy?"

"Well.. I mean... What I'm getting at is... "

"Yes? What is the problem?" Sharon asked in an exasperated tone.

"Well, to be frank, I'm not certain I can even get an erection with an audience. Okay?"

Jean laughed. "You didn't seem to have any problems getting hard when I flashed my tits at you an hour ago, Stuart."

"You flashed those big jugs of yours at my husband?" Sharon shouted in mock anger.

"Look who's taking. The slut who's been sitting there flashing her panties at my husband for the last half hour."

"I guess we're even," Sharon laughed and closed her legs.

"Shit! What happened to my view?" Rick complained.

"Just be patient, Honey. Sharon will open her legs again when she thinks I'm not looking. So are you still worried, Stuart?"

"Well.. sure, but that's not the same thing. That's me looking at you... not you looking at Sharon and I while we... eh..."

"Fuck?" Jean finished the sentence for me.

"Yeah," I responded.

"Oh come, Stuart. Every time I spread my legs and let you see my panties, you get a partial erection... and when I stare right at your bulge, you always get really hard. You'll be fine, Honey. Take Jean's word for it. And if it really bothers you, Rick and I promise not to look."

That brought giggles from both women and Rick had a big grin all over his face. "Well, maybe. But I'm still not certain," I continued to protest.

"All right," Jean nodded. "Since we all agree that saving $1,400 or so dollars would be a good idea, we need to find out if saving that money is really possible. If we make single-room reservations for the entire trip and it turns out that Stuart really does have erection problems because of that, the entire vacation will be pretty much ruined. The only way to find out is have a trial run... right here... right now."

Rick's grin grew even larger as Jean said, "Come on, Honey. We'll take this couch. Sharon and Stuart can use the other one."

I shot a quick look at Sharon and found her hands clutching her breasts that were obviously heaving with excitement. She was even running her tongue over her top lip in anticipation. When she turned her attention to me, the hot lust on her face was evident. She moved beside me on the couch in two quick steps. "Hi, Stud. Wanna fuck me?" she hissed as her hand went to my crotch.

"I don't know if I can," I moaned.

Sharon's hand stroked my still limp cock.
"Well, let's see if we can take care of that problem, Lover." Sharon's hand unzipped me and extracted my still flaccid penis. "Take out my tits, Honey. Look over there. Rick's waiting for you to get my tits out. He wants to see your wife's big tits, Lover. Take out my tits and show them to him. Show another man how hard your wife's nipples are."

Jerking her top over her head, I pulled down Sharon's bra baring one tit and its hard nipple and exposing half of the other one. "Oh yeah... like that, Baby. Get my big tits out... Rick's looking at your wife's tits, Honey. Take out the other one. He wants to see both of my tits."

Taking out my wife's tits to show them to another man was the hottest thing I had ever done.
"Oh fuck! Man, your wife has a fantastic rack, Stuart. Damn! Heft those big tits so I can see them," Rick yelled from the other couch.

Suddenly, my cock roared to an iron-hard erection. The incredible eroticism of actually taking out my wife's tits so another man could see them had me so damn hard, I couldn't believe it.

"Oh god. You're cock is hard as iron, Stuart! "Look over at the other couch, Stud. Rick has Jean's big tits sticking out, and she's licking Rick's dick. Look at the hot Bitch lick his cock!"

"God. He's big!"

"That's because he knows that hot slut is going to suck his cock... just like I'm going to suck yours, Honey. Oohh... look. The slut is sucking his prick now. Tell him to tit-fuck the hot bitch, Honey... go on... tell him to tit fuck, Jean."

"Oh fuck... tit fuck her, Rick. I want to see you fuck her big tits!"

"Great idea, Man. Get on your back, you hot slut. Get those big tits together. Stuart wants to see me tit fucking them!"

I got even harder watching Rick tit fuck his wife right in front of me.
Look at Rick fucking her tits, Honey... Big cock between her big tits... mmmm.... you're getting even harder, Lover. Time for your wife to suck your big cock!"

My cock felt hard enough to drive nails as it throbbed inside my wife's mouth.
"Suck him, Sharon!" Jean yelled as Rick pumped his dick between her tits. "Suck that big cock. Oh fuck... look at the size of that dick! God, I think he's even bigger than you, Rick. Oh god... fuck my tits harder, Baby. Squeeze my nipples while I watch Sharon getting to suck that iron-hard fuck stick!"

"Take off the hot slut's panties, Rick. My husband wants to see your wife's cunt. Take off her panties and turn her so he can see her hot cunt hole. Then lick her clit while we watch!"

"You heard her, Jean. Stuart wants to see your cunt. Turn toward him so he can get a good look at your pussy when I pull off your panties." Jean scrambled around putting her hips right at the edge of the couch facing me. Rick pulled her panties out from beneath her butt and then, slowly, pulled them up her thighs. Even from where we were, I could see the wet, throbbing hole of Jean's cunt.

Seeing Jean's cunt and ass with Rick licking it almost made shoot off instantly.
"Can you see the hot Slut's cunt, Darling? Look how wet her hole is. She's dying to have it filled with cock," Sharon whispered in my ear.

"Oh fuck!! Get on my cock, Sharon. Mount it! I need to fuck you. Now!"

My wife's opened her legs fully so Rick could see her cunt.
"Look at Rick lick Jean's pussy, Honey... OOhhhh... uggghhh... yyesss... FUCK MEEEEEEE! STICK THAT DICK INTO ME, STUD!" UUnnngghhhh....oohhhh... aaahhhhh... god... gonna cum! NOW! CUMMINGGG!"

The hard spastic contractions of Sharon's pussy around my dick was too much. My buttocks clenched... hard! Gush after gush of sperm and semen pumped into my wife's cunt.

"I'M CUMMINGGGG TOO!" Jean howled as her vagina exploded on her husband's tongue.

"OH SUCK MEEEEEEE! I'M CUMMING!!"
"Got to fuck you, Baby. Got to cum," Rick yelled as his wife's vagina and clit throbbed uncontrollably. Getting to his feet, he slammed his hips into Jean's sex saddle forcing her legs wide open. Holding his shaft, he worked the head up and down her sex trench bring rapturous cries from Jean's mouth. She grabbed her tits and squeezed both globes and then her nipples.

"Hurry... hurry... Stick it in meeeeeeeeee!" she begged.

Sharon and I both watched as Rick worked the head into her hole and pushed in one inch of shaft. "AAaaahhhhhhhhhhh.... you're in me!!" Jean moaned. "Fuck me, Stud. Fuck my brains out!"

"UGH! UGH! YESSS! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE! AAAAHHHHHH!!"
It only took Rick a couple of minutes to fill his wife's vagina with a thick load of sperm-filled semen.

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Later, as we rested and recovered, Jean said, "Well, I think we can be certain that you won't have any problems with having same-room sex with Rick and I, Stuart. Right?"

"I guess so. I never realized how hot it would be to watch you and Rick having sex while Sharon and I were doing the same thing. I got so hard, I felt like my cock was going to break off inside Sharon's pussy."

"It certainly felt like you were breaking it off inside me, Stud. That was some shafting you gave me."

"Do you think you guys can get it up again for another round?" Jean asked.

"All you girls have to do is use those magic mouths of yours, and there'll be no problem, Honey," Rick assured his wife. "Right, Stuart?"

"Right. I'm already half hard again just thinking about it."

"How about we switch partners this time?" Jean suggested.

Almost instantly, I felt my erection beginning to wilt. "You're just gorgeous, Jean, but Sharon and I are exclusive. It was incredibly hot watching you and Rick fuck, but I can't do it with another woman, and I doubt that Sharon would be comfortable having sex with another man. Let's just stick with our own partners."

"No problem, Stuart. How do you want me this time, Rick?"

"Ride me, Baby. Mount me and slip that hot hole over my cock."

Sharon was snuggled close to me slowly jacking me off as we both watched Rick's thick shaft splitting Jean's pussy open. "OOhhh, Honey. Look at the way his cock stretches her cunt hole.... god. That's so erotic to watch. I know you stretch me just like that, but actually seeing a cock stretching a woman's cunt like that is incredibly hot... don't you just love watching? MMmmmm... Jean's starting to fuck herself on Rick's cock."

"He'll really buried in her... really deep!" I grunted as my own cock was now throbbing and rigid again.

"Oh yesss... and can you see Jean's asshole? See how wet it is from all the cum Rick shot into her pussy. Wouldn't you love to mount her now and stick your cock up her hot ass?"

Jean's asshole was wet and open... obviously ready for cock.
Again, I began to lose my erection. "No, I'd rather be with you, Sharon. Ok?"

"Of course... I love that. How about sticking this big shaft up your wife's hot, wet asshole, Stud?"

"Oh hell yes! Get into doggy position, Sharon.

"Look over there, Jean. Stuart's about to stick his cock up Sharon's ass. Look... He's putting the head against her asshole.... pushing... pushing."

Suddenly, my wife's sphincter opened, and I slid smoothly into her ass.
"IT'S GOING INTO HER ASS!" Jean screamed at the same time as Sharon howled with a hot mixture of pain and pleasure as my thick cock stretched her ass open and pushed inside. Once I had it in, my hips went into over drive as I rammed balls deep into her hot ass.

"AH GOD! AH GOD! AHHHHH... MY GOD! UGGHH! SO DAMN BIG!" Sharon moaned as my cock was now moving smoothly in and out of her depths. "OOOhhh Bang it, Honey... Bang my ass! So tight...sooo hot... I'm gonna cum... aaahhhhhhh.... now...now!"

Sharon's hole was so tight that she just milking the load right out of my balls when her orgasm erupted. Having already cum once, my second load wasn't as big, but still my cock throbbed and jerked almost a dozen times before my orgasm ebbed. When the spasms finally stopped and I pulled out of her, her anus gaped open and stayed open. It almost got me hard gain just looking at the erotic sight.

The erotic sight of my wife's stretched asshole got Rick off almost immediately.
Since Rick hadn't yet shot off inside Jean, the sight of Sharon's ass gaped and open was more than enough to make him erupt. "Oh fuck... look at Sharon's asshole, Jean... so fucking hot.... uunnghhh... shooting in you, Honey."

"Oh hell yes. Pump me, Stud. Shoot me full!" Jean gasped as her vagina convulsed around Rick's shooting cock.

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My job as a project engineer kept me at work until at least 5 PM every workday, and sometimes even an hour or so longer. In contrast, as a college professor and head, Rick only taught two courses, which required just six lectures per week. These were in the morning so that by 11:30 AM, he had completed both the lectures and his homework or exam grading. He spent another one or two hours handling his administrative duties. Consequently, he was usually home no later than 2:00 PM.

Over the next two weeks, Rick and our wives seemed to be discussing the plans for the trips every day. I don't think there was more than one day when the three of them weren't engaged in discussions when I got home at 5 PM or somewhat later.

"Making more plans for our vacation?" I asked as I came in on a Wednesday afternoon the first week.

"Yeah. We don't mean to leave you out, Darling," Sharon said as she came over and gave me a warm... even passionate kiss. "It's just that the trip is so exciting, we can't resist talking about it."

"No problem," I responded. "I don't mind in the least having the three of you do all the work so that all I have to do is tag along and be entertained by all the plans and arrangements you've made. What a hell of a deal!"

While I made dinner, the conversation between the three of them continued. There was some muted whispering followed by some laughter, and, of course, there was some arguing over the arrangements. I put the dinner on the table, and while we ate, I said, "I don't mean to be pushy, but are we going to try same-room sex again anytime soon?"

"Ah Ha! I think my randy husband liked that. Right?" When I nodded, Sharon said, "We decided to save a repeat performance until the vacation. It will be much more exciting if we wait."

"Do I get a vote?"

"Nope. That's the penalty for making us do all the work of planning and making the arrangements, Darling."

I shrugged. "Ok. I guess that's fair. And, I also agree that it will be much more exciting if we wait."

By the following Monday, I was amazed at how elaborate the arrangements and plans must be. The three of them were working every afternoon from 2 PM onward. Everyday when I arrived after 5:00 PM, they were hard at it with papers spread all over our dining room table.

On Tuesday, they took a break after I came home, and this time, the girls prepared dinner while Rick and I relaxed with a beer. When Rick went into the kitchen to set the table, I took the opportunity to look over the papers and plans that were still spread out on the dining room table. The papers were filled with reservation details, departure and arrival times, driving schedules, details of activities for each evening when we stopped, so on and so forth. I was secretly very happy that I didn't have to do any of this work.

On Thursday, I took off a little early and got home around 4:30 PM. This time, while the papers were still all over the table, there was no sign of anyone working. I called out to find out where everyone was. Rick came in and said, "Hi, Stuart. You're home a little early today. How come?"

"Things were very slow at work, so I took off early to see if I might be of some assistance."

"No need. We worked very hard today and every thing is essentially finished. All we have to do is wait until next month and head west."

"Fantastic!"

After dinner, we decided to play a sexy board game of "truth or dare". While Rick and Sharon set up the table, I went over and looked over all the papers that were still on the dining room table. It was all so bewildering to me that I couldn't even tell that anything new had been done since Tuesday. My concentration was broken when Jean said we were ready to start the game.

The board game was sexy and interesting. Before the evening was over, Rick and I each got to enjoy seeing our wives exposing their tits. We each had to describe in detail how we lost our virginity.

For me, the highlight of the game came when Sharon accepted a dare and had to tell everyone how many different men she had had sex with. She was totally flustered to the extent that her face turned red with embarrassment. Finally, she admitted that she had had sex with four different men.

Around 11 PM, Rick and Jean decided it was time for them to head home. I hung back to put away the board game and to carry the snack dishes into the kitchen. When I came back to say good night to our friends, Jean was waiting for me in the entry way.

"Where are Rick and Sharon?" I asked.

"They're outside. I told them I would wait for you. What did you think of Sharon's answer to the question about the number of men she's had sex with?"

"Frankly, I was a little surprised."

"Why?"

"Well, four guys total... that's three besides me. I would have thought it would be more than that considering that Sharon was 22 when we were married."

Jean grinned and pulled my head down so she could whisper in my ear. "Just between you and me, Honey, your sexy wife lied... big time. Come on, Rick's waiting for me."

It was very dark outside, but the moon still provided enough light for us to see Rick and Sharon locked in a kiss as they waited for us beside their car.

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A Houseguest:

On Monday of the following week, Jean's mother got a bad case of the flu. With her father having to work everyday, he needed some help for about a week or so until his wife got back on her feet.

"It shouldn't be more than a week. The doctor says after a week, the worse is over and complete recovery occurs after a second week," Jean explained. "But I have to be out of town for a week. I'll be back in plenty of time for our vacation."

"So poor Rick is on his own for a week?" Sharon asked. "He can't even boil water. As a distinguished professor of humanities, he's a genius, but truthfully, the guy will starve before a week is up."

"He can eat out for a week. It won't kill him," Jean assured us.

"No, but it won't be pleasant either," I replied. "Listen, we have three bedrooms. He can be our houseguest for a week. That's a damn sight more pleasant than eating fast food and living alone for a week. How about it, Rick. Wanna be our guest for a week?"

"Well, I'm absolutely certain that Rick won't object. How about Stuart. How do you think he's going to react to having another male in his home?"

"We're going to spend 14 days together next month... sleeping in the same room... having same-room sex... eating together and so on. I'll ask him tonight and let you know."

"Ok. Let me know," Jean said with an evil grin.

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When I got home from the office that evening, Sharon was waiting for me in our den. "I've been over at Jean's most of the afternoon. Her mother just caught a bad case of the flu, and she's going to have to go help out for a week. I'm afraid that I haven't even started dinner."

"No problem, Honey. Let's go to Gino's for some Italian food. Sound good?"

"Sounds wonderful. Should I change into something sexy?"

"It's not necessary, but I certainly won't object strongly if you do."

I got a beer out of the fridge and sat down to read the evening paper. About 15 minutes later, I heard Sharon's voice behind my chair. "Well? How does this look? Too much? Too little?"

When I turned, I saw my wife perched on the desk. With her legs crossed, her short skirt showed off a wide expanse of her thighs while the V-neck of her red blouse put half of her tits on display. "You look fantastic! But just out of curiosity, if I said it was too little, how would you fix that?"

Sharon looked fantastic, and we were only going out for dinner.
"That wouldn't be a problem, Darling. I'd just take off the bra and lose the panties. So? Is it too little?"

"I'm afraid you'd get arrested if I said yes. So, it's just right. Ready?"

During dinner, the conversation reverted to Jean and Rick. "He's going to be trying to cook for himself for a week. Can you imagine that, Honey. Rick can't even boil water."

"That's true. The guy's smart, obviously, but doing practical things is not his strong suit. We could invite him to stay with us for the week Jean is gone. What do you think?"

"That would certainly be a lot more pleasant for Rick and Jean wouldn't have to worry. But how would you feel about having another male sharing our house with us for a week?"

I couldn't suppress a laugh. "Honey, we've already had same-room sex with Rick and Jean, and we'll be doing it every night next month on the trip. Inviting him to spend the week with us while Jean cares for her sick mother doesn't seem like a big deal to me. But I'll leave it up to you."

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The next morning after Stuart had left for work, I called Jean. "I talked to Stuart last night at dinner about Rick spending the week with us while you're taking care of your mother."

"And what did he say when you asked him?"

"I didn't get a chance to ask him. He suggested it himself. To quote him, he said, "Inviting him to spend the week with us while Jean cares for her sick mother doesn't seem like a big deal to me." So, it's a go."

"You know, Sharon, your husband is so straight and so naive, it's actually charming."

"Do you think Rick will accept our invitation?"

"In a heartbeat, you sexy bitch. In a heartbeat."

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Jean left on Wednesday morning. When I got home from work later that afternoon, Rick had already moved his things into the guest bedroom and had a drink prepared for me.

"Can't thank you enough for your hospitality, Stuart. Really fantastic. Eating fast food and spending every evening alone for a week wasn't very appealing, to say the least."

"Don't mention it. You'd do the same for me if it were Sharon's mom who was sick."

After dinner, we talked for a couple of hours as Sharon and Rick filled me in on all the plans for the vacation the coming month. Around 10 PM, we went out for ice cream and were in bed by 11 PM.

Sharon was wildly excited just by the thought of having two men sharing the house with her. I fucked her twice as she talked about poor Rick having to masturbate. I was certain that she was imagining that it was either Rick's cock up her cunt or that she was doing both of us. In any case, the sex was fantastic, and I loved it.

Thursday and Friday were repeats of Wednesday night. The only differences were that on Thursday we watched a movie on our DVD player and on Friday, we went out to dinner and then went to a club where we both danced with Sharon. By the time we left the club, she was panting with sexual excitement. Sex that night was even hotter than on the previous two nights.

Saturday night brought a radical departure from Rick's first three days as our houseguest. Since I didn't work on Saturday, I was home all day with the two of them. By 11 AM, Rick was having a very difficult time taking his eyes off Sharon in her tight sweater, jeans, and heels. By 11:30, he had an obvious erection.

Naturally, Sharon had noticed his hard-on even before I had, and by noon, she was having as much trouble taking her eyes off Rick's bulge as he was having looking away from her big tits and perfectly molded ass inside her jeans. By 1 PM, my wife was fidgeting and unable to keep from pressing her thighs together to stimulate her erect clitoris.

To break the tension, I suggested we go out for a light lunch and some shopping. Of course, Sharon demanded that we go to Victoria's Secret. Neither Rick nor I even considered objecting. After nearly an hour, Sharon had several packages but refused to tell either of us what she had purchased.

After dinner that evening, there was a good movie on HBO and another one on Showtime, so we decided to spend the evening watching one of them. While Rick and I fixed some cheese and crackers and popped up some popcorn, Sharon said she was going to put on something more "comfortable", as she put it. I was looking forward to what my wife would consider "comfortable" with our houseguest present. It appeared to me that Rick's cock was already iron-hard even before he saw what Sharon intended to wear.

When Sharon joined us in the den to watch the movie, Rick's cock began to throb so hard he couldn't resist squeezing and stroking it through his pants.

Sharon was nearly naked. She was wearing a red dress with a bra. More than half of her tits were on display. The dress ended just below her ass, but when she sat down, it was well up her hips. With her dress up around her hips, we saw that she had on a pair of sheer, white panties that were almost transparent. If that wasn't sufficiently erotic, she also had on a pair of four-inch, black heels. She took a seat, opened her legs to expose her panties, and said with a smile, "Well, let's see the movie."

My wife obviously wanted to turn Rick on... Big time!
"My god, Sharon," I gasped, "is that what you intend to wear?"

"Why not? It's not as if my body is any secret to either one of you guys. When we had same-room sex a couple of weeks ago, Rick had great view of my cunt when I was riding your cock reverse cowgirl, Honey. He also saw my asshole wide open and gaped after you had had anal sex with me. So, what's the problem with this outfit, Stuart?"

"We'll never be able to concentrate on the movie with you wearing that outfit, Sharon," I protested.

My wife just smiled and said, "That is the whole idea, Darling."

As I predicted, watching the movie proved to be impossible, particularly for Rick. My wife spent most of the time arranging herself in provocative poses for his benefit. Ten minutes into the movie, she had moved her ass closer to the edge of her seat, stretched out her right leg, and crossed the left one over it. The position caused her dress to ride high on her hips showing off her legs and thighs completely.

With the way she was sitting, I knew that Rick could see all of my wife's legs, thighs, and most of her tits.
The majority of the time, Sharon was sitting facing Rick with her legs wide open and her fingers tracing up and down her wet slit. She kept her eyes locked onto Rick's pulsing erection making no effort to even pretend to be watching the movie. I was rock-hard, and I knew that Rick must be about to cum in his pants.

With her legs wide open and her fingers tracing her cunt slit, my wife was sending a clear message... FUCK ME!
Halfway through the movie, Sharon began a slow strip. I had looked away for a few minutes trying vainly to follow the plot of the movie. When I next looked at my wife, I saw that the top of her dress was now bunched about her waist, and both big tits were naked. Even from my seat, I could see that her nipples were hard.

With her dress down to her waist and her legs wide open, it was hard to imagine my wife looking any hotter.
Ten minutes or so later, Sharon stood and let her dress fall to the floor. When she sat back down, she continued to seductively open and close her legs for our benefit... actually more for Rick's benefit than for mine.

In just her panties and heels, Sharon was obviously ready for sex.
When Rick got up to go the bathroom, I told Sharon that she was driving Rick crazy. "He's about to cum in his pants."

"I know." She was silent for a moment and then said, "Stuart."

"What?"

"I want to fuck him. Can I?"

"Oh god, Sharon. I don't know if I can handle that."

"Please. I'm so hot. I've already had an orgasm just from showing off and teasing him for the last hour."

"You had an orgasm? I didn't know that."

"Rick knows it. I was facing him when I came. He saw my body shuddering slightly. He also saw my pussy throbbing. Please let me fuck him, Stuart. I promise that you'll never regret it."

"I don't think I could stand lying in our bedroom alone and listening to you moan and scream while Rick fucks you, Sharon."

"How about this? We'll take the master bedroom, and you give us an hour alone. After an hour, you join us for an erotic hot threesome the rest of the night. Please, Stuart. I'll make certain that you never, ever regret it as long we live."

"What if I say 'no... absolutely no'? What then?"

Sharon pressed her hand against her cunt and locked her thighs about her hand. "I'm about to cum again, Darling. Oh god! I'm so fucking hot!! Please, Honey... Please!"

"All right... one hour alone and then I'll join the two of you."

Sharon jumped up and ran to me. She straddled me and crushed her mouth against mine, her tongue driving into my mouth. The kiss continued for almost a minute before she pulled her mouth away. "I love you," she groaned. "And you know I'll keep my promise to make certain that you never regret this. I want to be naked except for my heels when Rick comes back from the bathroom. Will you take off my panties and get your slutty wife naked for her lover, Darling?"

"Stand up," I ordered.

My wife was squealing with pleasure when she jumped to her feet. I knelt in front of her and pulled her panties down her legs to her ankles. When she stepped out of them, I pressed the soaked crotch to my nose and inhaled the musky aroma of her throbbing cunt. "I would say my wife is in heat... really in heat. Get up on the counter and spread your legs so Rick can see the wet cunt he's going to be fucking."

My cock felt like iron when I told Rick to take my wife to the bedroom and fuck her ass off.
When Rick returned to the den and saw my wife spread out naked, lust covered his face. Sharon pulled the lips of her cunt open with her fingers, and groaned, "Take me to the master bedroom, Rick, and fuck me on our bed. You have an hour to fuck my ass off before Stuart joins us for the rest of the evening."

Rick looked at me and asked, "Are you Ok with this, Stuart?"

"I took off her panties to get her naked for you. Have fun."

He didn't waste a second in scooping up my wife in his arms and carrying her toward the master bedroom.

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I thought about leaving and returning after an hour, but even as I considered it, I knew there was no way I could leave. I couldn’t watch them, but at least, I could listen at the door.

At first, their voices were too low to hear distinctly. All I could make out were soft moans, groans, and occasionally a masculine grunt. But I easily recognized the sound of the bed springs. These were mixed with moans from my wife.

Sometimes she made short grunting sounds as Rick plowed her: "Ugh! Ugh! AAhhhhh!"

Other times, I heard soft moans: "Oohhh Oohh Oohh aahhh."

When she was about to cum, her cries became louder and were usually instructions to Rick about how she wanted him to fuck her:

"AAAHHHH... harder, Rick... please... harder. Oh yes! Oh yes! Like that, Honey... pound me. Ooohhhh god... fuckkkk meeeeeeeeee!"

On the other hand, I heard almost nothing from Rick until he was about to cum inside my wife's cunt. Then, he warned Sharon that he was about to shoot in her:

"CAN'T HOLD IT... SHOOTING IN YOU... TAKE IT! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!"

When Rick was unloading inside my wife, she urged him on:

"Oh yes, Lover. I can feel that big dick shooting in me... filling me so fucking full of your big load... mmmmmm... oohhhh god... you're still shooting in me... pump me, Lover. Empty your big balls into my hot cunt, Lover. Give me all of it!"

Slowly the sound of the bed springs slowed and then stopped. I could easily picture Rick's body lying on top of my wife, his lungs gasping for breath... her legs up and around his hips... her ankles locked behind his back... holding his cock inside her cum-filled cunt hole. The mental image was so erotic, I just had to see how close my image was to reality.

Standing at the bedroom door, I was so excited, I wondered if they could hear my heart pounding. I kept the hinges oiled so the door opened silently when I turned the knob and pushed it open enough to allow me to see them on the bed.

They were almost exactly as I had pictured them... Rick was on top of my wife. Her legs were spread, up, and bent... again as I had thought they would be. The only difference was that Sharon didn't have her ankles locked about Rick's back. Instead, they were resting on his thighs. The second difference was that they were kissing... hard... passionately... their lips grinding together urgently. My cock was so damn hard, it hurt... really hurt!

Rick was mounted on my wife almost exactly as I had imagined.
"God, I needed that, Rick," I heard my wife gasp. "I was so fucking hot, I felt like my pussy was on fire. Get on your back, Lover, and let me suck that luscious cock until it's hard again. Then I want to ride it."

"Let me get you off on my tongue first, Sharon."

"No! Don't do that. You know what I want."

"Oh yeah. I forgot. Sorry. Ok, Honey. I'm almost hard again. Suck a little and you can ride it."

Carefully, I shut the door and retreated to the den somewhat surprised that Sharon didn't want Rick to lick her pussy. She always loves that. The bedroom was relatively quiet for about 10 minutes. Occasionally, I heard Rick groan. I didn't have to peek into the room to know that my wife had his cock down her throat sucking him.

Then I heard the bed springs protesting again as they fucked vigorously.

"OOohhhh god. Your cock feels so hard and so good inside my cunt, Rick. Hold my hips and pump me slowly while I ride it."

"Like this, Baby?"

"Oh fuck yes! Just like that. UUUmmmmm... aaaahhh... aaahhhh... oooohhhh fuck itttt.... aaaahhhh"

"Take it, Slut. UNNHH! UNNHH! UNNHH! UNNHH! UNNHH!"

"Oh yeah! Oh Yeah! Hit into me, Stud... Hard! OH GOD YES! UUNNGGGHH! AAAHHHH.... YOU'RE FUCKING THE SHIT OUT OF MEEEEEEEEE!!"

UNNHH! UNNHH! UNNHH! UNNHH! UNNHH!"

"OOOUUUUUUUUU... It's in me so fucking deep!! OH GOD! OH GOD! RICK. FUCK IT HARD... I'M GONNA CUM! FUCK MY CUNT... HARD! DAMN YOU! ALL THE WAY INTO MEEEEEE! OOHHH SHIT... I'M CUMMINGG!"

Once more I had to peek into the bedroom. Rick had Sharon bent over his body, her tits mashed into his chest. I was looking directly at her ass and Rick's cock that was buried to the balls inside her convulsing cunt hole. He was really in her deep. I could see her pussy throbbing about his embedded shaft in the midst of her orgasm. Sharon was grunting as she ground her clit frantically against his cock and pubic bone. The bed springs were again squeaking every time her ass rammed down on Rick's dick.

Rick's cock was buried balls deep up my wife's cunt.
When Rick gripped my wife's hips and began jerking his rod out of her cunt and then ramming it back into her with hard, forceful thrusts, Sharon howled and came again.

"AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! OOOhhhhhh god... fuck it... fuck it... uunngghh... Oh my god! I can't take it this hard, Rick... aaahhhhhhhhh... cumming... you hot bastard! You're making me cum again!"

"Me too, Sharon. Cumming Now! Aaahhhh gawd damn... here it comes!"

"Pull it out and shoot it all over my cunt, Lover. Drench my pussy with it!"

"Hot Bitch... like this? Like this? Ugh! Uhg! Covering you with my load, Baby!"

For the tenth time, I checked my watch to see if an hour had elapsed yet. I still had a little more than 10 minutes to go before my wife had said I could come in and join them. So, I waited.

The bed springs had stopped squeaking, and I could no longer hear my wife moaning. Obviously, they were both resting after their last orgasms. "To hell with it," I thought. "Another five minutes can't make any difference."

When I opened the door to the master bedroom, the two lovers looked up at me, Rick with a satisfied grin and Sharon with a big smile. "Is it Ok for me join you now?" I asked.

"Absolutely, Darling. Come on, Honey. Get naked and get in bed with us."

I'm sure I came close to setting a world's record for stripping. When my clothes were scattered all over the bedroom floor, I got into bed so that my wife was in the middle between Rick and myself.

"I'm so fucking hard, my cock hurts... my balls hurt. I've been hard for over two hours now. Can I make love to you now or are you just totally exhausted?"

For an answer, my wife moved her naked, sweaty body against mine. Her tongue moved sensuously over my lips just before she crushed her mouth against mine in a torrid kiss. As her tongue entered, she opened her legs and thrust her wet cunt against my erection. Her pelvis continued to hump against me as she moaned into my mouth, "Go down on me, Stud. Make me cum on your tongue while you clean my cunt, Baby. Then, I want you to fuck me like a hot whore."

Rolling onto her back, she pushed my head downward toward her wet, gaping cunt. It was covered with Rick's cum load. I had gone down on Sharon many times after pumping my load into her, but I had never done it when her vagina was full of another man's cum load.

I had never seen so much cum all over my wife's cunt and belly before.
"Oh hurry, Stuart. I feel like I'll cum as soon as I feel your tongue on my clit... please... do me! Lick me, Stud!"

The erotic sight had my cock hard... incredibly hard. It got even harder when I pressed my face into my wife's cum-cover cunt and began licking her. As soon as my tongue stroked her clit, it contracted in a hard spasm.

Sharon howled as I licked and clit and cleaned her cunt.
"OOOHHHHHHH FUCK YES! LICK MY CLIT! AAAAHHHH GOD... MORE... MORE... MORE!!"

For ten minutes I lapped up Rick's load as I raked my tongue up and down the shaft of her wildly throbbing clitoris. Sharon's hips were thrashing on the bed. When she exploded in orgasm, her ass rose a foot off the bed, her vagina contracted hard, and more thick streams of semen poured out of her hole.

Sharon's throbbing vagina forced more of Rick's load out of her hole.
Feverishly, I cleaned her convulsing cunt as I sucked on her clitoris bringing shrieks of pleasure. After her third orgasm, she began begging me to fuck her.

"Get on me, Stud. Stick that big hard fuck spike into your slutty wife's cunt. Please... put it in me! I need to feel your big cock inside my cunt!"

With her vagina wide open and soaked with her juices, my saliva, and the remains of Rick's cum loads, I sank into her all the way to my balls on the first thrust. Her legs rose and clamped hard around my waist pulling me hard against her thrusting cunt.

My wife's cunt was so stretched and lubricated that I sank balls deep inside her on the first thrust.
After being hard for over two hours, there was no way I could last. After fucking her hard for five minutes, my load just exploded out of the end of my dick and flooded her cunt once more.

Even after putting a monster cum load into my wife, I didn't get soft. Shoving my wife's legs back, I pulled out of her cunt and drove my cock hard against her upturned asshole. As lubricated as she was with semen and saliva, there was no way her sphincter could deny entrance to my iron-hard, rampant cock. The head stretched her asshole open, and I quickly rammed seven inches of cock inside her butt.

"OOohhh god, Rick. He's ass fucking meeeeeee! UUNNHH! UUNNHH! UUNNHH! Oh Shit! Now he's back in my cunt... AAHHH... AAHHHH... OOOHHHHH so fucking good! UUNNNNNN... HE'S IN MY ASS AGAIN! FUCK IT, STUART! FUCK MY ASSHOLE! THEN MY CUNT! BACK AND FORTH. BANG MY HOLES, LOVER!"

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That night, the three of us slept in the master bed with Sharon between Rick and I. She got essentially no sleep. While I was fucking her, Rick would sleep. When he mounted her, I took a nap and rested. When he shot off in her, she would get to sleep until I awoke and moved between her legs again.

Before morning, Rick had fucked my wife four times in addition to the two times he had laid her while I was waiting in the den. I screwed Sharon five times during the night. Every time, I mounted her, her legs opened immediately and she never stopped whispering in my ear how much she loved me and how hard I was making her cum.

We slept until past noon on Sunday. Finally, I dragged myself out of bed and cooked some breakfast for all of us. When it was ready, I went back to the bedroom to tell them breakfast was on the table. I wasn't at all surprised to find my wife riding Rick with his cock in her ass.

"We''ll be right there, Stuart, as soon as I fill your hot wife's ass with another load."
That evening, we went out for dinner. The food was excellent, but my wife had trouble eating with Rick's fingers on her clit and mine inside her pussy.

After returning to the house, we checked the TV guide and found nothing worth watching. "Shall we go rent a movie? Anyone interested?" I asked.

"Why not?" Rick nodded his agreement.

"I have an idea. Why don't you two guys go out and rent us a really hot xxx-rated, porn movie to watch? I've never watched a porn movie with two handsome guys before. Come on. Don't be wimps. Go rent us a hot porn flick," Sharon challenged.

"What do you say, Rick?"

"I'm game if you are, Stuart. What kind of porn turns you on the most, Sharon? One guy-one woman? Threesomes with two men? Threesomes with two women? Lesbian? Gang bangs? What. You need to give us some guidance here. We don't have a lot of experience at this sort thing, you know."

"Well, I'm going to be watching with two randy men... so how about a threesome with two hung studs banging a woman?"

After some searching, Rick and I selected a threeway, double penetration video featuring one of the best known pornstars in the business. To be fair, we also checked out the two male performers to be certain that they were men who would turn Sharon. We got back to the house about 45 minutes after we had left.

When we entered, we found Sharon dressed in a hot, slutty, patent leather outfit complete with black, patent leather boots with 5-inch, stiletto heels and a matching bra unzipped down the middle. The way Sharon was wearing it, her nipples were almost exposed. Beneath the ultra short skirt, she was wearing a black thong that was already sunk into her slit. She had us both hard as stone as soon as we laid eyes on her.

Sharon looked even hotter than the pornstar in the movie.
"Shit! Where did you get that hot outfit?" I gasped.

"At Victoria's when we went shopping a few days ago. I don't think I need to ask if you guys like it. It looks to me like you're both already hard as rocks. Did you get a hot video for us to watch... two guys fucking one woman?"

"Yeah, but let's forget the video and go to the bedroom," Rick suggested hopefully.

"No way, Jose! We're going to watch the entire thing, and there are some ground rules you guys have to obey... otherwise you'll both be sleeping alone in the one of the extra bedrooms, and I'm mean it!"

"Ok... Ok," Rick hastened to assure my wife. "What are the rules?"

"While we watch, I'm going to pose and strip for you. I also intend to pleasure myself while I watch. Neither of you are permitted to touch me in any way until the video is finished. Understand? After it's over, I expect you guys to give it to me the same way the woman in the video is getting it. If you don't, I'm not going to be pleased with either one of you. Now, let's get started. My pussy is already throbbing."

We started the video and were all surprised to see that the hot brunette pornstar was dressed very similarly to Sharon. She wore dark fishnet hose with patent leather boots that rose halfway up her calf. Like Sharon's boots, they had wicked-looking five-inch heels. In addition, her cunt looked a lot like Sharon's, both had thick labia and both cunts were shaved.

"Damn! If that woman were a blonde, I'd swear it was Sharon," Rick said, the surprise evident in his voice. "Have you ever made a porn video, Sharon?"

"Of course not!"

"You should. You're a lot hotter and more beautiful that that woman, and she's one of the highest-paid in the business. Your income would dwarf the money Stuart brings home as a hot-shot engineer."

"You think so? Really?"

"I'm sure of it," I said. My wife gave me a dazzling smile, then slowly unzipped her micro-mini skirt and let it fall to the floor. Thrusting her ass right at me, she slowly pulled her thong down below the crease of her ass.

Both Rick and I wanted to sink our cocks into my wife's hot holes.
"Think your wife's ass is as hot as that porn slut's?"

"You've got a to-die-for ass," I moaned. As I stared at my hot wife undulating her ass right in front of us with her legs parted just enough to let us see a hint of her cunt, I unzipped and got my cock out and began stroking it.

"MMMmmm... I love seeing a man so hot from looking at me he has to jack off. Stroke that big fuck stick, Lover. Make it throb for me but don't shoot off yet. The best is yet to come."

Fifteen minutes into the movie, the two men had the brunette naked except for her stockings and boots. They had her kneeling in front of them sucking their cocks... first one, then the other. Both men had thick cocks that were about eight or nine inches in length.

The two huge cocks had my wife panting with lust.
"Oh fuck! Look at the size of their cocks!" my wife moaned as her fingers thrust frantically in and out of her cunt while her thumb worked her clit. "God! Just think, Stuart, if I start working as a pornstar, I'd not only be making us a lot more money, but I'd be getting fucked by huge dicks like that.

"Oh My God! Look at that! She can't even get her hands around those monster cocks! She couldn't cover them all if she had three hands. OH SHIT! OH SHIT! THAT'S SO FUCKING HOT!!" My wife's legs gaped open as her ass hunched rapidly in response to the hard thrusting of her fingers.

Sharon was making herself cum looking at thick, hard male shafts.
"OH fuck! FUCK! Look at the way those cocks stretch her mouth hole open. It looks like they may dislocate her jaw! OOoohhhh gawd damn! I'm cumming! I'm already fucking cumming just looking at those guys fucking that slut's mouth with those huge dicks!"

In the midst of her intense orgasm, Sharon knelt on the bench with her knees far apart, her ass high in the air and facing us. "Can you guys see my cunt and ass holes opening and closing? Those dicks are getting me so fucking hot! Oh fuck! I'm cumming again. Watch me cum!!"

I'm cumming! Watch me cum!!
At this point, I was wasn't the only guy with his dick out jacking off. Rich and I standing side-by-side, not more than a few feet behind my wife. We were both staring at her throbbing cunt and ass holes as they contracted again and again. It took all our will power to keep from shooting off all over Sharon's convulsing body.

"Sharon!" I yelled at my wife.

"Oh god... what is it, Stuart. I'm still cumming."

"Look at the screen! They've got the hot slut spread out now. One of those monster dicks is fucking her asshole while she's sucking the other guy's cock. Do you think your ass hole could take a cock that big?"

The brunette's anus was being stretched into a huge ovular hole by the guy's cock.
"Oh fuck yes! Oh fuck yes. OH FUCK YES!! It would hurt at first, but once those studs got my ass stretched, they could fuck me and fuck me and fuck me... ooohhhh... god... I'd cum and cum and cum on those big dicks!" Sharon was now ramming three fingers as deep into her vagina as she could get them. Her other hand was rubbing her clitoris furiously. Suddenly, her juices gushed out as she came again.

"GGGHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA.... AAEEEEIIIIIIIIIII... AAHHHHHHHHHHHH! MY CUNT IS GOING CRAZY, STUART!! CAN'T STOP CUMMINGG!!"

"Do you want us to fuck you, Sharon?" Rick asked hopefully.

"NO! Don't touch me until the movie is over. Look! She's mounting one of those dicks now. UUMMMMMM... Oh fuck. Look how that thing stretches her cunt. AAaahhh... god... just looking at that makes me shudder and throb. Oh shit... I've got to lie down and spread. I'm so hot, there's no way I can keep my legs together."

Rick and I jacked off steadily as we watched my wife move to the floor and roll onto her back. Her legs spread exposing the wet hole of her cunt. Planting one of her five-inch heels on the floor, she pulled it back close to her ass to steeple her knee. The other leg was far to the side. With her cunt wide open, she filled her hole with three fingers while continuing to stare at the hot images on the screen.

With my wife in perfect fucking position, Rick and I both wanted to mount her.
"I don't believe it!" Sharon moaned. "The other guy is mounting her ass. HE'S GONNA STICK HIS DICK UP HER ASS WHILE THE OTHER COCK IS FUCKING HER CUNT! Look! It's going into her ass! Ooohhhh shit... how can she take all that dick??"

Rick and I didn't understand it either. The woman now had about 17 inches of cock up her sex holes.
As the two studs fucked the brunette harder, my wife's legs stretched out on the floor and slowly separated. She kept her eyes locked onto the screen and every time the cocks entered the woman causing her to grunt, Sharon also grunted and thrust her ass high in the air. She pushed two fingers deep inside her pussy and kept them there as her hand masturbated her clitoris with hard circular motions.

Suddenly, my wife's legs jerked up into the air, then shot straight out as her clit danced in and out of its protective hood. Sharon groaned as the orgasm shook her body.

"AGGH! AGGH Cumming... Oh fuck, I'm cumming. Can you see me cumming, Stuart. AAAHHHHHHHHH..... so fucking hot... can you see my pussy throb, Rick... Oh I'm cumming... Oh I'm cumming... Oh I'm cumming.... aaahh aaahhh aaahhhh!"

"OOOHHHH!! FUCK! FUCK! WATCH ME CUM... OH GOD... WATCH ME CUM"
On screen, the two men now had the brunette ass sitting on one cock reverse cowgirl. Her legs were stretched and up high in the air to completely open up her sex saddle. The second man had his hips wedged into her saddle with his dick buried to the balls in her cunt. The two thick cocks pumped the helpless woman until she was screaming. After she had cum several times, her screams turned to meaningless babbles.

The cocks sank easily into the brunette's gaping holes.
After both men had cum inside her throbbing holes, they slowly pulled their dicks out. Her asshole was gaped into a huge open hole from which thick streams of cum gushed. Her labia were red and swollen. They were spread to the side opening her cunt completely as the cum load poured out of her and streamed down her ass crack.

"Get up on the bench, Sharon," I ordered. My wife quickly obeyed as she knew teasing time was over. Now it was going to be her cunt and ass taking cock.

"Take off that fucking bra!" I yelled at her. Her fingers were shaking as she worked the zipper down and pulled the bra away from her tits. Neither Rick nor I was surprised when we saw how hard and erect her nipples were.

"That's better. Now get your legs up in the air and pull them back. Get in female fucking position, Sharon. Now!"

As soon as her legs were up and her cunt and ass holes fully exposed, Rick pressed a butt plug against her anus. Automatically, her legs began to drop.

"Keep your legs up," I warned. She quickly pulled them back into position, and Rick shoved the butt plug home.

Sharon looked incredibly hot with her legs up and the butt plug in her.
"UUNNGGGHHH! BIG... OH SHIT... IT'S BIG! UUNNGGGGHHHHHH!!"

"Now get up, Sharon." She rose to her feet. "Get your sexy ass into the bedroom, Now!"

I held one arm. Rick held the other. We walked my wife slowly toward the bedroom. When she took the first step, Rick spanked her naked ass once with his open hand: SPLATT!"

"OH! OH!"

She took another step and this time, it was my hand that spanked her sexy ass. SPLATT!

By the time we reached the master bedroom, my wife was squirming, her hips hunching in fuck motions each time we spanked her. By the time we reached the bedroom, her ass was a beet red, and she was begging us to stop spanking her and fuck her.

"Get on the bed, Slut, on your hands and knee with your ass up so Rick can get your hole properly stretched."

"Oh god yes!" she moaned as she quickly assumed the position and thrust her buttocks high in the air. "Stretch me, Rick. Stretch my ass with your big cock, Lover."

Sharon groaned when Rick jerked the butt plug out of her ass and pressed the head of his cock against her opening. I moved closed so I could see the penetration. When Rick's cock began disappearing inside my wife's ass, I almost shot off. "Fuck her ass, Man," I yelled as I jacked off from a few feet away.

Rick's cock stretched my wife's asshole open and sank out of sight.
"Man, I gotta stop. Your wife's asshole is so fucking tight. If I keep pumping her ass, I blow my load like a cannon going off. Why don't you finish up the ass stretching?"

"Good idea." I laid down on the bed and said, "Get on me reverse cowgirl position, Sharon." After she had mounted and had her cunt within a few inches of my iron-hard dick, I told Rick to stick my cock up her ass. "Put it in her ass, Rick" She was already widely stretched so my dick slipped up her asshole with a minimum of resistance.

Sharon’s ass took my cock easily she was so wet and hot.
"AAhhhh god... her ass is like a vise," I moaned.

"Yeah. Tell me about it. Her ass damn near sucked my load right out of my balls."

"Oh fuck me, Stuart. Please fuck me harder... faster. I need to cum. Please."

"Tough. That's what you get for not letting us touch you through that entire hot video. You get to cum when we decide to allow you to cum."

"Ooohhh shit... I need to cummm... You Bastard. Let me cum... Please. Just pump my ass a little and I’ll cum. Please... Darling ... just fuck me a little. OOhhhhhhhhhhh DAMN YOU! MOVE YOUR COCK!!"

"She’s more than ready, Rick. Stick your cock up her cunt and we’ll double fuck the hot slut." After an initial shriek as both cocks stretched her cunt and ass holes wide open, the room was filled with my wife’s groans that gradually changed to wild gasps of passion every time she came. I have no idea how many times Sharon got off before we both fired huge cum loads into her holes. It was really impossible to tell since her ass never stopped contracting and squeezing my cock as I fucked her.

My wife never stopped thrashing and yelling with pleasure as Rick and I plowed her cunt and ass holes.
For the next hour, we played in the bed... kissing... licking... and sucking. When I was cleaning her pussy and licking her engorged clitoris, Rick was kneeling by her head pumping his hard dick in and out of mouth. His balls were banging against my wife’s chin on every stroke. I could easily see the bulge of her neck as the mushroom head of his cock sank down her throat.

After we had made Sharon cum three more times, the two of us carried her all around the house. I had my arms beneath her thighs holding up the front of her body while Rick was behind her using both hands on her buttocks to hold up the back of her body. We carried her into the den and showed her all the furniture. From there, we explored the patio and pool area. Entering through the connecting door to the kitchen, we took her to the fridge and told her to be certain to stock it on Monday. Taking her into the library, I noted that she needed to dust the books. Next, came the two guest bedrooms and their bathrooms.

"I expect you to do a thorough job of cleaning those commodes tomorrow, Sharon. Understand?"

"Yes... oohh... yes. yes... I promise... aaaahhhh... aaahhhhh... aaahhhh."

"Do you like being shown your own home like this?"

"MMMmmmmm... MMMMmmmmm MMMmmmmm... OOouuuu.. Oouuuuu!"

"Well? Answer me, Slut."

"Yes... yes... I love it. You two can show me the house... aaahhhh... aaaahhhh... ooohhhh god... I’m cumminggg... uunnggh... uunnggh... I’M CUMMINGGG ... AGAIN... FUCKING CUMMINGGG... AAAHHHHHHHH!!"

Finally, we carried my wife back into the master bedroom where we stopped beside the bed and rammed our cocks in and out of her widely stretched cunt and assholes until she was again screaming in an intense convulsive orgasm. Her ass and cunt holes contracted in hard spasms about our embedded cocks.

Orgasm after orgasm shook Sharon’s body as we gave her a tour of her own home.
"Let’s shoot her full," Rick suggested.

"Oh hell yeah! I’m ready. You?"

"Let me fuck her asshole a few more times. Hold her steady while I fuck her luscious ass." I spread my feet further apart to steady Sharon as Rick drove his spastically contracting cock deep into my wife’s asshole again and again.

"I’m ready... about to cum. You still ready?"

"Oh hell yes. Count it down. On three, we pump in the cum loads."

"ONE!"

"UGH! UGH! OOHHHH GOD! You’re both fucking meeeeeeeeee... aaahhhh... big hard cocks... fucking meeeeeee!"

"TWO!"

"FUCK MY CUNT, STUART! HARD!! FUCK MY HOT ASS, RICK. DEEP... HARD... SHOOT IT INTO MEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

"THREE!"

Thick jets of cum surged into my wife’s cunt and ass at the same time. Every time one of the dicks pumping her holes throbbed, more semen and sperm shot into her. When we finished and pulled our cocks out while still holding her up, long, thick cum ropes formed and extended from her cunt and ass almost all the way to the floor.

Around 2:00 AM, Rick awoke and told Sharon to mount his cock. I was asleep at the time, but the vigorous shaking of the bed as my wife pounding her cunt on his hard cock had me awake very quickly. I mounted her from behind, and she got her third double fucking of the night.

By this time, cocks entered my wife’s ass just as easily as they entered her cunt.
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Motor Trip West:

For the following two weeks, we saw Rick and Jean only a couple of times. Everyday, as soon as I arrived home from work, Sharon was there alone to greet me wearing something hot and sexy or sometimes nothing but stockings and a pair of five-inch heels.

We were having sex two and three times a day. Usually, it was hot, sensuous fucking, but every third time or so, we made love rather that fuck. I was elated with my good fortune, and also puzzled. Finally, after a week, I had to ask.

"Sharon, I said after we were recovering from an intense sex session, "I love this, but I'm puzzled and nervous. What's going on?"

"I can sort of understand why you're puzzled, but why are you nervous? You're a fabulous lover. You've got nothing to be nervous about."

"I'm puzzled because I don't understand what's happening, and I'm nervous because I'm afraid it's going to go away."

"Don't worry, Lover. It's happening because you let me fuck Rick when he was staying with us. I loved fucking him, but I loved you even more for letting me do it when I know how hard it was for you. I promised you that I would make it up to you and that you'd never, ever regret giving me permission to have sex with Rick. This is just part of our reward... yours and mine... and it's never going to go away as long as we draw breath."

Sharon moved over and covered the top half of my body with hers. Our kiss was deep, hard, passionate. Her big tits were grinding into my chest the entire time. When our lips finally parted, she whispered, "I need your help, Honey. My cunt's full of cum, and my clit's erect. I need you to clean me out, Baby and lick my hard clit. Please. I want to cum on your face, Lover."

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On Monday of the second week, we had just finished thirty minutes of erotic foreplay in our den... kissing, stroking, sucking, licking, and grinding our bodies together. After 20 minutes, Sharon straddled my legs and gave me an incredible lap dance.

After ten minutes of a hot, erotic lap dance during which my wife never stopped grinding her thong-covered cunt against my throbbing erection, I moaned, "Stop, Honey. You've got to stop or I'll cum in my pants."

"Men usually cum in their pants when I give them a hot lap dance, Baby. Shoot it off, Stud!"

"Oh fuck. You could make a fortune doing this in a club. You're just fantastic!"

"How do you know I haven't, Honey?"

"I guess I don't know. Have you?"

"No, but it would really be hot wouldn't it? Would you like to see me giving guys lap dances in a club, Honey?"

"Oh fuck! You're going to make me cum in my pants without even moving your ass. Come on. Let's go to the bedroom, you hot Slut. I need to fuck you."

Once in our bedroom, we both got naked in a few seconds, except Sharon kept her heels on to please me. I spread her legs and went down on her. Her cunt was soaked, her clitoris hard, erect, and slowly throbbing. I only had to lick her clit for a couple of minutes before it and her vagina both erupted in hard contractions. Sharon wailed and screamed each time the contractions ripped through her cunt and surged up her belly.

She was still gasping when I moved between her thighs and prepared to entered her. She stopped me with both palms against my chest just before my rigid shaft sank into her pulsing hole.

"Do you know Alice Johnson, Honey?"

A man about to ram his cock into a hot, throbbing cunt can't think about anything other than fucking. I was no exception. It took me 30 seconds or so to make my brain function. Sharon was giggling with female pleasure at my obvious difficulty.

"Yeah. I know her. Big, voluptuous brunette, huge tits, hot ass, late 30s or about 40. She's Fred Johnson's wife. Fred's a manager in the marketing division of our company. What about her?"

"I see like any man you've remembered the essentials about Alice. Does she look like she would be a hot piece of ass, Honey?"

"I suppose. Why?"

"Fred's dick is slightly less than five inches, hard. His sex drive is very low. Alice tells me he only wants sex once or twice a month, and when he does fuck her, he only lasts five to ten minutes before he shoots off and goes to sleep. She almost never has an orgasm. If that's not bad enough, Fred thinks oral sex is dirty and refuses to go down on Alice."

"Well, that's awful. It must be very difficult for Alice."

"She says it's hell having to masturbate to have an orgasm. When I told her that your cock is really thick and close to eight inches in length, she couldn't suppress a moan. Then, when I told her that you have awesome staying power and usually fuck me three to five times a night, she actually began rubbing her pussy and squeezing her hand between her thighs."

"Oh hell! That's hot, and thanks for the saying such nice things about me, Honey."

"Would you like to fuck Alice? I don't mean just once... but whenever you feel like you'd like to use her cunt and ass and shoot in a load or two."

"I don't cheat on you, Sharon. I never have."

"I know, but it's not cheating if I know about it and give you permission. I wasn't cheating on you when I let Rick fuck me. You had given me permission, and you peeked on us while he was screwing me and then later joined us for an incredibly hot threesome."

"How did you know I peeked?"

"I know my stud husband, Honey. There was no way you could sit in the den for an hour with me moaning and screaming as Rick pounded his cock into me without peeking in to see how he was fucking me. I was watching the door and saw you. Knowing you were watching me getting fucked made it twice as hot and sexy. I loved it. Now I want to watch you fucking Alice. Can I? Please?"

"Just because she's horny, doesn't mean she's willing to let me fuck her, Sharon."

"She can't wait to spread her legs for you. The only thing that concerns her is that you'll fuck her once and then not let her have it again."

"How do you know that?"

"Simple. I asked her if she'd like to come over some night when Fred's playing poker or is out of town. She gasped and told me she'd love it but that she just couldn't do that to a good friend like me."

"What did you say to that?"

I said, "Look, Alice. Stuart and I have an open marriage. We love erotic threesomes. So, when you come over, I'll give the two of you an hour alone in our bedroom. After that, I'm going to join you. Stuart will fuck us both, and we'll do each other. I've never had a woman before and would love for you to be my first."

"So what did she say?"

"She's coming over Wednesday night around 7 PM... just as soon as Fred leaves for his poker game. She's going to tell him that she and I are going out to dinner and to a movie."

"How did you know I would say 'yes' to this arrangement?"

"Everyone knows that you're an easy piece of dick, Lover."

"Oh Shit!" I groaned as I rammed my entire length into Sharon's waiting cunt. We both came within a couple of minutes.

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Wednesday evening around 7:30 PM, Alice was standing beside our bed wearing a black sweater that exposed at least half of her huge 40DD tits. They looked even bigger on her 5' 4", 121 lbs frame. She was wearing a short skirt, her legs bare, her feet encased in hot four-inch, CFM heels.

Alice looked hot and was more than ready.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," she whispered, the passion and desire obvious in her voice.

"I can't believe those fantastic tits and your slim hot body. How big are they?"

"40DD, Stuart. Do you like them. Fred says they make me look like a milk cow."

"Fred's a very good marketing manager, but where you're concerned, he's obviously an idiot. His loss... my gain. Do you want to do it?"

"Oh god yes! Did Sharon tell you about my non-existent sex life?" When I nodded, she moaned, "I'm so hot for this, I can't stand it. I've already masturbated three times today thinking about how wonderful it's going to be. I haven't had an orgasm with a man for several years. Please, do it to me... do every thing to me!"

"Take out your tits. Now!"

"Oh god, yes! Oh fuck! OH FUCK!" Alice gasped, her entire body shuddering. "I'm cumming! Oh god... I'M CUMMING!" She continued to shudder and shake for almost a minute. With her breath coming in gasps, she moaned, "Just hearing you ordering me to expose my tits so you could enjoy looking at them, was all it took, Stuart. You must think I'm crazy."

"No, I don't think you're crazy. I do think you're an incredibly hot, sex-starved woman. Now take out your tits or I'll rip off that blouse."

"OOOohhhhhhhhh... yessss," she gasped as she jerked down her blouse releasing both huge globes. Her nipples were already rock hard. Her tongue ran over her lips as she thrust her breasts forward until they were only inches from my lips.

Alice's tits were awesome... big, firm, and hard with stiff nipples.
Leaning forward, I captured both tits and began sucking hard on one of the nipples.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHH... AAAHHHHHHHHHHH! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN... UUNNNNMMMMMMMM!"

When I pulled my mouth away, she moaned with the loss. "Please... please, don't stop. Suck me more... please."

I dropped my pants and kicked off my house slippers. "Take out my cock, Alice. Suck it!"

Instantly, she began to shudder again. She was still trembling when she sat down on the bed and pulled down my briefs releasing my seven and a half inches of fuck stick. It was hard as iron, standing nearly straight up, and thrusting right in her face.

"Open your mouth and suck!"

Her thighs pressed together hard as her hand worked feverishly over her clit. She erupted in another climax when I pushed my dick into her open mouth hole.

"Stop cumming and suck!"

"Suck, Bitch!"
"I can't... I can't... oohhhh god... I can't stop cumming. Please, Stuart... please, let me cum while I suck it... please."

"All right... suck it and cum." She did.

When her orgasm ebbed somewhat, I pulled my cock out of her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she tried desperately to keep me inside. The head came out with a popping sound.

"Don't you want to shoot in my mouth, Stuart. I would love to suck you off and swallow your load."

"You will... a lot. But not right now. How long has it been since your clit and cunt have been sucked by a man?"

"Ooohhhh shit. Years and years! Are you going to suck me? You don't have to do that. I didn't wash and perfume my pussy for you."

"First, Alice. I want to suck you... I want to feel you cunt and clitoris going into hard throbbing contractions again and again as I make you climax.

"AAAAHHHHHH... AH-HA... AH-HA... AH-HA! Oh god... you're about to make me cum again without even touching me. I can't believe this... it's wonderful!"

"Second, Alice. Don't you ever perfume your cunt when you're going to see me. I like a woman to smell like a hot, musky, excited woman, not a perfume bottle. When you walk into the room, I want to be able to smell the musky aroma of your throbbing cunt. Understand?"

Alice moaned softly as her body was engulfed with lust, "ooohh-uhh ooohhh-uhh ooohhh-uhh."

"Are you wearing panties?"

She moaned even louder. "No... no panties... just naked cunt. Sharon told me not to wear a bra or panties."

"Good. Lie down on the bed, pull up your skirt, moved your ass to the edge of the bed, and lift and spread your legs, Alice. Cum as much as you like, but don't bother telling me to stop. I'll stop when I feel like stopping."

When she was in position, her tits out, skirt up, legs up and open, and her cunt right at the edge of the bed, she was shaking with desire and lust. Moving closer to the throbbing fuck hole, I could see the lips were swollen, red, and wide open. At the top of her slit, the erect, throbbing clit knob was so engorged with blood that it looked like it might burst like a ripe, squeezed grape.

As soon as I pressed my face into her sex saddle and thrust my tongue into her slit, Alice's cunt exploded into a hard orgasm. Again and again, her hole opened and closed while her clitoris convulsed in hard spasms. Her moans changed to loud shrieks of intense pleasure.

Alice couldn't stop cumming on my tongue and lips.
She was still in the throes of her climax when my tongue licked her all the way from her asshole up to her contracting clitoris. She squealed with the erotic sensation. I made the trip perhaps three dozen times before she exploded in a new climax. This time, juices spurted out of her gaping hole and drenched my face. Her vagina whooshed air.

Closing my lips over her clit, I sucked it hard using my tongue against the sensitive tip. She screamed and came again.

After 15 minutes and a dozen orgasms, she began to surge from one climax to another. I couldn't tell when one ended and another began. She lost bladder control around her eighth orgasm or so. It didn't matter. I could always take a shower, we could change the bed covers and sheets later.

When I finally stopped, her legs fell to the bed as did her arms. She lay there, her tits heaving, her belly still quivering, her cunt hole opening and closing, and her clit visibly twitching outside of its protective hood.

I mounted her and drove my cock into her gaping hole. Instantly, her legs flew apart as her ass hunched violently upward against my plunging dick. I gave her four inches. She wailed loudly.

. "Ooohhhh god... you're fucking me! YOU'RE FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE!! YES! YES! YES! OOHHHH PLEASE, STUART, FUCK ME HARD... RAM IT INTO MEEEEEEEE... USE MY CUNT... I WANT YOU TO CUM IN ME." I rammed my full length into her convulsing vagina. "Are you on the pill?"

Her cunt was thrusting onto my dick. Her mouth was stretched so wide open, she couldn't answer. Her hands covered both tits and squeezed hard... pinching and twisting her nipples.

"Fuck meeeeeee... screw meeeeeeee... cumming... I’m cumming on your cock... aaahhhhhhhhh.... DICK ME! HARD!"

I continued to pound her, and she continued to shudder. I asked my question again. "Are you on the pill?"

Gasping for breath, Alice moaned, "Yes. I'm safe. You can jizz my cunt, Lover."

"What if I want to fuck your unprotected cunt, Alice?"

There was no hesitation. "Then, I'll stop taking the pill... just please... don't drop me... please... keep using me...fucking me... sucking meee... making me cum... aaaahhhhh... god What a cock! I'm gonna cum again."

I had just gotten Alice up on her hands and knees when Sharon came in. My wife was naked save for her heels. "I could hear the hot bitch screaming and cumming all the way into the den. Can't wait to hear how loud she yells when you dick her doggy style, Honey... You in her yet?"

"Not yet. Just about to give it to her."

"Let me put your cock into her cunt, Honey. Can I stick it in for you?"

My dick nearly exploded when my wife said that. I was jerking like mad when her hand wrapped around my shaft. With one hand, she spread Alice's cunt open. With the other hand, she worked the head of my cock up and down her split causing wails of ecstasy to erupt from Alice. When she slotted my cock head into her cunt, Alice's hole convulsed forcing me out. Sharon spanked Alice's upturned ass several times bringing howls of mixed pleasure/pain from the woman.

"Relax your cunt, Slut, until my husband can get his dick slotted into your pussy properly, understand?"

"Yes... yes... I'm sorry... please, put him back into me."

Alice's cunt felt luscious around my cock.
I gave it to Alice doggy for five minutes or so before I couldn't hold back any longer. As my dick erupted, Alice screamed at the top of her lungs and erupted in another orgasm. Sharon was finger fucking her own pussy and rubbing her clit. She came right along with us.

When our orgasms had abated somewhat, Sharon lay back on the bed and ordered Alice to suck her cunt and clit. "Get me off in your mouth, your hot Bitch. Suck me!"

For the next three hours, we continued to pleasure each other. I fucked my wife while Alice rubbed Sharon's clitoris. Then, I switched to her cunt as my wife pumped two fingers in and out of Alice's asshole. After I shot my second load, the girls did 69 during which they both had intense climaxes.

I still hadn't recovered enough to penetrate them, so Sharon got out her strap on and fucked the shit out of her Alice's cunt. Then they traded places, Alice putting on the strap-on and ramming my wife's pussy. My wife had her legs up, feet high in the air with her knees pressing against her tits. Alice's hips snapped back and forth pumping the thick dildo hard and fast into Sharon's cunt. It seemed to me that my wife was howling even louder than she did when I fucked her.

Sharon grimaced and howled as Alice fucked her with the strap-on.

From behind, the sight of the thick dildo driving into my wife's cunt had me hard as stone almost immediately.
Her screams filled the bedroom when Alice pressed a big electric vibrator against Sharon's clit and made her cum several times in rapid succession.

Sharon exploded several times when Alice used the vibrator on her clit.
After watching the strap-on sex and seeing Alice fucking my wife like a man would, I was more than hard enough to get into them. For the finale, I got them both in doggy position, side-by-side, and switched back and forth between their assholes.

Alice screamed with the pain when I first pushed into her ass, but I took it slowly and after ten minutes, I had my entire cock inside her ass and was fucking her steadily as she moaned with pleasure.

"Oh god... I never realized how wonderful a cock could feel inside my ass. Fuck me harder, Stuart. Give it to me... Make me cum."
When I shoved it into Sharon's ass, it entered easily to my balls. She had an orgasm a few minutes later.

A little after 11 PM, Alice moaned, "I hate it, but I have to clean up and leave. Fred will getting home from his poker game around midnight. I should be there when he gets home."

When Alice finished bathing and returned to the bedroom to dress, she found Sharon riding my cock furiously. "Are you sure you don't want to stay and enjoy this fantastic cock? AAAahhhhh fuck... big dick... I'm gonna cum on your big dick, Baby... uunngghhh.. uuunnnn..."

"Oh shit, you know that I would love to. I hate leaving, but I have to."

"Wait up a moment, Alice, until my sexy wife cums and I'll walk you to your car."

It was almost a half hour before I got back to our bedroom and found my wife grinning at me. "You sexy Stud. You fucked the hot bitch again didn't you?"

"I did. Are you angry?"

"Of course not. I knew you'd fuck her. Tell me all the hot details."

"How did you know I'd fuck her?"

"Simple. You didn't shoot off in my pussy before you left. Obviously, you intended to shoot the load up Alice's cunt. Now tell me every thing."

"You are one hot woman, Sharon. When I walked Alice out to her car, I had my hand up her dress rubbing her naked ass. By the time we reached her car, there were two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. She was moaning and wanted to know when I was going to fuck her again."

"Oh that's so fucking hot," Sharon moaned as she spread her legs and began rubbing her clit.

"It was pretty dark and I doubted that anyone could see us, so I told her, 'Right now'. I just bent her over the hood of the car, shoved that tiny skirt up around her waist and nailed her cunt. She's going to have to clean her pussy again when she gets home."

"It was dark enough, but Alice squealed so loudly when I fucked her, I'm sure the neighbors must have heard her.
"I bet the hot bitch doesn't bother. She knows Fred won't go down on her. She's going to be hoping he wants sex so she can give him sloppy seconds."

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The big day had finally arrived! Sharon and I had packed our stuff and fastened every thing to the luggage rack on the roof of our van the day before departure. Afterward, she drove the van over to Rick and Jean's house and left it overnight for them to add their stuff.

Early the next morning around seven, Rick and Jean arrived at our place driving the van. I carried out a large basket of food for the car while Sharon was busy in our bedroom packing her last minute make up, contraceptives, etc. in her overnight case.

Jean was standing beside the van wearing a pink tank top with a black mini-skirt and heels. With the way her nipples were showing through the tight top, it was obvious she hadn't bothered wearing a bra. I wondered if she had on panties, a thong, or nothing under the tiny skirt.

"Wow! You look awesome, Jean. The truckers are going to have trouble staying on the road if they see you in that outfit."

"Well, I don't want them to get hurt... but I do plan on getting them hard. Think I have a chance?" She struck a provocative pose with her hip jutting out.

"If works for me... that's for sure!"

"Really? Are you just teasing me or are you really hard?"

I moved closer and kissed her. In the process, I pressed my erection against her belly. When I stepped back, I asked, "Convinced?"

"MMmmmmm... oh yes!"

"Come on you two," Rick laughed. We haven't even gotten out of the driveway yet. Let's get the stuff in the van and head out. Time's a wasting. We need to get ..."

Rick never managed to finish his comment about leaving. Sharon came out of the house carrying her overnight bag and wearing a white, come-fuck-my-ass-off dress. It just barely covered her ass. The top plunged below her blue bra before it was fastened just above her navel. Her bra was the push-up type meant more to show off her tits than to support them. More than half of her big melons were on display.

My wife's outfit got Rick as hard as Jean's had gotten me.
"My god!" Rick gasped.

"MMmmmm... I like that response. Thank you, Rick."

"Are you wearing panties or a thong?" he asked. The bulge in Rick's pants told us that my wife had his cock just as hard as his wife had mine.

"What was it you were saying about getting on the road and not wasting time, Rick," Sharon asked with a seductive smile as she unzipped her dress all the way to her navel and then pulled it up to her hips showing off her light blue bikini panties.

Sharon showed Rick that she was wearing panties... In fact, she showed a lot more than that.
"Does this answer your question about my panties, Honey?"

"Oh hell yes!"

"Come on, Rick," I yelled, "stop playing with my wife's cunt and help me get the rest of this stuff up onto the top luggage rack." Reluctantly, he pulled his hand out of Sharon's panties and helped me finish the loading.

"Ok. We're ready. Who drives first?" I asked.

"We tossed a coin, and you're up first, Stuart," Sharon informed me.

"Ok. We've got the GPS direction finder set up... maps on board... luggage and food loaded. All aboard!" I took the driver's seat with Jean sitting beside me in the passenger-side bucket seat while Sharon and Rick climbed into the back. After months of planning, I was finally backing out of our driveway to start our vacation.

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An hour later, we were rolling along the interstate at a comfortable 65 to 70 mph. Jean had had her hand on my thigh for the last 30 minutes. Every five or ten minutes, she would move it up and stroke my cock until it was hard as stone, then she would move it back down to my thigh.

"Teasing Bitch," I hissed, only half in jest.

"I'm not one-tenth the cockteaser your wife is, Honey. I just don't want us to have an accident. Just wait until it's Rick's turn to drive, and I'll prove it."

"I hope so," I grumbled.

"How long do you intend to keep me waiting before you fuck me, Stuart? I've given you invitation after invitation, but you still haven't screwed me even though Rick's fucking Sharon regularly."

"Is he fucking her right now?"

"Not yet, but he's got her stripped to the waist and sitting right beside the window. Every truck and car that goes by is getting a great view of her big tits."

Rick had my wife's tits out and totally exposed.
"What are they doing?"

"Rick's cupping her tits and playing with her nipples. He's got them both hard. Adjust your rear view mirror, Honey, and you can see your wife squirming in her seat. She's already panting, and we've only been on the road for an hour or so."

"Damn. Your husband is really working her up."

"Yeah. He is. Pull along side of that semi, Stuart, then stay there. Let the driver see your wife's big tits." I speeded up to 75, overtook the truck, and then stayed along side of him.

"Oh god," I heard Sharon moaning behind me. "That driver is looking at my tits, Honey."

"Cup them for the guy, Sharon," I heard Rick order her. "Oh yeah. Like that! Just like that!" The blast of the truck's air horn let me know that my wife was showing him her tits. The first blast was quickly followed by two more. "I think he wants to see you getting fucked, Sharon."

The was some moving around in the back of the van as Rick lowered the seats while my wife continued to cup her tits and press them against the glass for the trucker. "What's going on back there?" I asked Jean who was now on her knees looking over the back of her seat at the action in the rear of the van.

"My husband's getting ready to fuck your wife, Stuart. And if you stay along side of that semi, the trucker's going to have a great view of him doing it.... He's taken off Sharon's dress, Honey. Now, he's pulling down her panties!" There was another blast from the air horn that let me know when my wife's panties had been removed. "He's getting her into the back of the van now, Stuart. She's naked except for her heels. Oh fuck!"

"What? What's happening?" Two blasts from the air horn told me something was happening.

"Rick's pushed your wife's ass up against the window so the trucker can see her ass and cunt. He's got her on her back now... can you see them in your mirror?"

With her butt right up against the side window, the trucker had a great view of my wife's ass and cunt.
"Some... not a lot."

"Stuart, you'd love to watch this. Rick's making her mount his cock and ride him with her ass right up next to the side window. Oh Honey! He's really nailing her now. His cock's just fucking the shit out of your wife, and that trucker can see Rick's cock pumping in and out of Sharon's cunt. That's so fucking hot!" It must have been because Jean began rubbing herself furiously. "Can you see them?"

Every time Rick rammed upward into my wife, I got a nice view of his cock in her cunt... but not as good a view as the trucker probably had.
"I can see my wife's ass humping on him... When your husband arches upward, I can see his cock inside Sharon's cunt.

"Keep watching, Stuart. As soon as Rick gets her on her back and her legs up in the air, you'll be able to see better... and so will the trucker. Are you going to stay beside the truck and let him watch?"

"Should I?"

"Oh yes! Let him watch the hot bitch getting fucked. Let him watch and I promise you can have me any way you want later on."

"How can I turn down that deal?"

I heard my wife moaning. "Is he fucking her now?"

"Not yet. He's got her on her back and is going down on her right now."

My cock was hard as stone. Suddenly, a pair of legs appeared in my rear-view mirror... my wife's legs. They were straight up in the air with her feet almost pressed against the ceiling of the van.

"UUNNGGHHHH! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

It wasn't necessary for me to ask if Rick was fucking my wife. As he pounded her, the air horn from the truck sounded again and again. Sharon was gasping... then grunting... then squealing.

"OOooh oOOHhhh OOOHhhh UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! AAAEEEIIII... AAAEEEIII... OH FUCK IT.... FUCK IT! AAHH AAHH AAAHH... FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK... AAAHHHHHHH... CUMMING ... OH GOD... I'M CUMMING... I'M CUMMING!!"

As my wife came, the driver blasted his air horn again and again, and Rick blasted his load deep inside my wife's waiting pussy.

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Although we were supposed to drive three-hour shifts, the women needed a bathroom break after two and a half hours. Several billboards advertised a large truck stop ahead where we could also fill up with gasoline. I was delighted, not because I needed to use the men's room, but because I was could hardly wait to get Jean into the back seat.

By the time I pulled into the large truck stop, Sharon was again dressed in her white, mini-dress with the blue, push-up bra and matching panties. She hurried off to the ladies room as soon as the van came to a halt beside a fuel pump. After checking the oil and water, I was just getting ready to refuel when my wife returned, She sat down in the driver's seat with the door open so she could chat with me.

"Are you Ok?" she asked.

"I'm hard and horny, but I'm Ok."

"Good. I was so slutty, I was afraid you'd be angry and disgusted. It was just so incredibly hot to be getting fucked while you're a few feet away driving the car... and then being watched by that sexy-looking truck driver just had my pussy going crazy. You must have enjoyed having him watch me getting screwed because you drove along side of him the entire time Rick was pumping me."

"Yeah... I did get hard and hot knowing he was watching, particularly when I wanted to watch but couldn't because I was driving."

"Oh my god!"

"What? What is it?"

"That truck just stopped right over there. It's the same truck and driver!"

"The one that watched Rick fucking you?"

"Yeah. Same guy. And he's looking right at me, Stuart."

"I can hardly blame him the way you're dressed."

"You know he wants to fuck me, don't you?"

"Unless he's gay, he does."

"He's not gay, and he looking right at me... He wants to fuck your wife, Honey."

"Are you flashing him?"

"No. But I want to. Can I? Can I open my legs and let him see my panties?"

"If you do, he'll assume you want him to fuck you. You know that, don't you?"

"I do want him to fuck me. Can I spread for him and if he comes over, let him fuck me?"

"I don't think so. Rick and Jean will want to leave, and you might pick up something."

"Just 10 minutes... As hot as he is, that's all it will take. Rick and Jean won't mind waiting when you tell them why, and I'll make him wear a rubber. Can I spread and fuck, Honey?"

"Ok. It's a vacation. Go for it." I heard my wife moan when she opened her legs... not just a little, but wide open so the trucker had no doubt about her wanting to be fucked.

The truck driver wasn't the only man who could see my wife's legs wide open showing off her panties.
"He's staring right at my panties, Honey... Oooohhh god... This is so dirty and so hot. My cunt is throbbing already. Oh shit! He's coming over. He's going to fuck me, Honey... oohhh... he's gonna fuck me!"

The truck driver was handsome in a rugged sort of way. His body was stocky, well muscled with tats covering both of his upper arms. He looked virile, and his cock was obviously hard.

He approached my wife paying me no attention and moved his legs between hers. Leaning forward, I could see that he was saying something to Sharon at the same time as his hand moved over the entire expanse of her panty-covered cunt. Her hips undulated under his hand. He said something else, and she nodded. A moment later, he was leading her toward the cab of his truck, his hand under her dress.

About five minutes later, Rick and Jean returned to the van. "Where's Sharon?" Jean asked. "Still in the ladies room?"

"Nope. She's over there in the cab of that truck getting fucked."

"Damn! Is that the same guy who watched me fucking her in the back seat?"

"Yeah. The same. He pulled up, parked, and Sharon flashed her panties at him... actually she didn't so much flash as she just opened her legs and let them stay open. He was over here 10 seconds after she did that."

"I hope she makes him use a condom," Jean said.

"She will. She said he was so hot, it wouldn't take more than 10 minutes."

"That's true," Jean said, "but what makes the silly bitch think he'll stop at fucking her just once? My guess is that it will be 20 to 30 minutes before she gets back. How about we go watch him fucking her rather that just sit here and wait. Come on, Stuart. Let's go watch your wife getting fucked by a total stranger."

As we expected, the truck driver had folded down the seats to provide more room. With the seats down, we had a good view into the sleeping area directly behind. He was already fucking her when we peeked through the window.

Sharon was on her side with the truck driver behind her. Her right leg was up on the back of the bunk to open up her cunt. Since he already had his cock in her, it was hard to tell how long it was, but its thickness was obvious. It must have also been reasonably long judging from the way he was making my wife groan every time he drove it all the way into her cunt.

Sharon was gasping every time the guy's cock rammed into her.
I was startled for a moment when I felt Jean unzipping my pants and extracting my iron-hard cock. "MMMmmmm... you're hard... I mean really HARD! It turns you on to see Sharon being fucked, doesn't it?"

"Yeah... a lot."

"I'm going to jack you while we watch, but don't you dare shoot off. I want your first huge load inside my cunt when you fuck me. Ok?"

I nodded and Jean's hand began sliding up and down my dick more or less in time to the fuck strokes the truck driver was pounding into my wife. It was quickly obvious that we had arrived almost at the end because a minute or so after we had looked into the cab, we heard the guy grunting, "Oohhh shit... I'm cumming, Babe. Shooting it ... NOW! UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!"

Their position prevented us from seeing his buttocks clenching as he pumped out his load, but it was obvious that he was cumming. If we had any doubts, they were removed when Sharon cried out, "Ooohhhh fuck YES! I can feel that big cock throbbing inside my cunt, Baby! Shoot it, Lover... aaaahhhh.... I'm cumming with you... uuummmm... oohhhh god yesssss!"

The guy's thrusts slowed and finally stopped. "Shall we go?" I whispered to Jean. "They're done."

"Like hell they're done. You think that stud is going to be satisfied with just one piece of your wife's hot ass. Let's wait beside the truck until we hear something and then we'll look in again."

We didn't have to wait long... No more than a minute passed before we heard my wife moaning, "Ooohhhh yes. That's so fucking good, Honey. Suck my hot married cunt, Lover. Get me ready for that big cock of yours again, Stud... aaaahhhhhh... oh gawd damn! You're right on my clit... uuunnnggghhhh!"

Again, we carefully climbed up so we could check out the action inside the cab. The truck driver now had my wife sitting on the edge of the bed while he knelt between her open legs and licked her pussy. Sharon's moans gradually changed to gasps. Then, she began to grunt as her ass rose high off the bed. A moment later she erupted in an intense orgasm.

Sharon's cunt contracted in hard spasms about the guy's mouth and tongue as she came.
Feeling my wife's pussy throbbing about his mouth was more than enough to get the guy rock hard again. Standing up, he slipped on another condom and then ordered my wife to get on her knees and bend over so he could fuck her doggy.

His body now blocked most of our view, but every so often, we could see his thick tool pumping in and out of my wife's convulsing cunt hole. This time, we saw his buttocks clenching again and again as he grunted and filled the condom with his load. At this point, we hurried back to the van to await my wife.

We couldn't see much, but could see my wife's cunt hole stretched by his big cock and his ass clenching as he pumped out his load.

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Rick was now driving with Sharon sitting beside him. Actually, she was in the passenger's seat beside him on her knees as she watched Jean and I in the back of the van. She kept up a running commentary to Rick the entire time.

"Oh, Honey. You should see this. My stud husband has your wife essentially naked now. Her skirt and panties are gone. Her top is bunched around her waist. Of course, he's let her keep her heels on... you know he's just like you... likes to fuck his women when they're still wearing their heels.... MMmmmmm... oohhh Honey... She's licking his cock now. Up and down the shaft. I think she's trying to work up her courage to suck that huge dick.

The image of his wife licking Stuart's cock quickly got Rick hard.
"OH! There she goes! Sucking cock now! He's almost eight inches and thick... the hot slut is trying to deep throat him... think she'll manage it? Ooohhhh fuck! That's so hot. Can't stop rubbing my clit... too hot."

I almost shot off when I felt Jean's mouth close over my cock.
"Want me to rub it for you, Sharon, while you watch?" Rick asked hopefully.

"You just watch the highway, Baby. I can take of my clit myself. MMMMmmmm... putting my fingers in my pussy now, Baby. Oh fucking damn! The hot slut has it all! All seven plus inches of dick are down your wife's throat, Rick... and he's starting to mouth fuck her. Oh shit... that's so hot!"

"Oh fuck yes! Suck it, Jean! Suck all of it!"
It was so fucking hot!! I had been fantasizing about screwing Jean for months, and I finally had my cock down her throat. Her hands cupped my balls as she fucked my cock with her mouth... just her mouth... no hands. After five minutes, I was struggling to keep from shooting off too soon.

Pulling her mouth off my cock, she whispered, "Don't try to hold back, Honey. I know you've been wild to get into me for a long time. Shoot your hot load down my throat. I'll have you hard again in no time. Come on, Stud. Pump it into my belly!"

Her mouth returned to my throbbing rod, and on the first stroke, she had her lips locked around the base of my dick. Jean literally sucked my load right out of my balls. I didn't last another minute before I exploded a huge gush of cum into her mouth, filling it full. She swallowed about half of the load, but before she could swallow the rest, another thick load pumped into her mouth and down her throat. When she tried to pull back, my hands moved to the back of her head and thrust it all the way down on my cock just as a third stream spewed into her mouth. This time, much of the gush squirted out the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin.

At that point, I released her head so she could back off of my dick, but before she got away, a fourth jet pumped into her mouth. With my dick now outside her mouth, the last three smaller spurts hit her face, her nose, her chin, and her tits to join the remainder of the cum running from her mouth.

From the front seat, Sharon squealed, "Jezzz! Your wife's face, chest, and tits are covered with Stuart's load. Oh fuck! Did he ever drench her!"

"I gotta see this," Rick yelled as he pulled onto the shoulder of the highway and turned around to stare at his cum-drenched, naked wife.

Rick had never seen his wife's face and tits creamed before.
"Come on, Rick. Drive. Haven't you ever seen your wife creamed before?"

"No. Never! It's so fucking hot! Suck me off, Sharon. I want to cum."

"Sorry, Lover. Your job is to drive... not get sucked off."

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Jean wanted to start sucking me hard again as soon as I creamed her face and tits and shot a substantial amount of cum into her belly, but I got her onto her back first. She stopped objecting once I got my mouth on her excited pussy and my tongue working on her clit. It only took a few minutes before her ass arched up off the floor of the van and her juices drenched my face.

Naturally, I didn't let up... just the opposite. Some women have ultra sensitive G-spots, others not so sensitive. Jean had an ultra sensitive one, as I discovered as soon as I hooked two fingers into her vagina and curled them up press directly on her magic spot.

"UUNNGGHHHHHH! AAAHHHHHH!! Oh Gawd Damn! OOHHHH!! FUCKKKKK! DON'T STOP!! PLEASE... DON'T STOP!" she howled. Her legs shot straight out to the sides and went rigid. The muscles of her belly knotted in a hard spasm as her vagina clamped down hard on my probing fingers. Beneath my tongue, her clitoris was exploding in hard, spastic contractions... each one bringing wails from Jean.

"Fuck! Listen to her screaming," Rick gasped. "Is she cumming?" he asked my wife.

"Oh course she's cumming, Rick. When have you ever heard a woman howling like that who wasn't cumming? I think the hot slut has already cum three times."

"What are they doing now?"

"Can't you hear her?"

"All I can hear is some grunting."

"You slutty wife is riding Stuart's cock, Honey. Every time she slams her pussy down that big, thick cock, she grunts. Women always grunt when they're taking a huge dick up their cunts."

Jean grunted every time she took seven-plus inches of cock up her cunt.
"Oh shit! I'm about to cum in my pants," Rick moaned.

After Jean had cum twice riding me, I rolled her onto her back and moved between her spread legs. She pulled them up and back, bending her knees so that she was in female fucking position. "Fuck me, Honey," she hissed. "Oh god... fuck me hard!"

I nailed my rod into her gaping cunt hole bringing a wail of hot pleasure from her. At first, I fucked her slowly with deep, hard strokes. Each time her pussy lips were locked around the base of my prick, I ground into her clit bringing gasps from the hot brunette.

"Oh Baby... do me more.. MORE! I'm gonna cum again!" she screamed.

I hammered my cock into her hole... hard and fast. Her ass arched up off the floor as the musky aroma of her excited cunt filled the van. Hooking my arm beneath one leg, I hoisted it high into the air. Naturally, Rick was trying to see the action in the rear-view mirror, and when he saw his wife's leg high in the air, her foot curling backwards each time the dick pounded into her cervix, he gasped, "God! He's fucking the shit out of her. Just look at the way her foot is curling back!"

"Oh Yeah, Honey! Stuart's fucking the shit out of me. AAAAaahhhh... His cock's so damn big... AAAHHHHHH! So fucking thick! AAAHHHHHHHH! He's ramming it into my cunt so fucking hard! AAHHHHHHHHHH! Your wife's gonna cum! aaahhhhhh!!"

"Jack me off, Sharon. Please!" Rick groaned. "I'll cum in my pants.. at least take it out so I'll shoot off in the air."

"We can't have your cum load all over the van, Honey. Would you like to shoot it in my mouth?"

I was nailing Jean in doggy position, when I heard Rick howl as my wife's mouth closed over his throbbing cock. I fucked Jean's cunt harder. At almost the same time, we heard:

"I'm gonna shoot in your hot mouth, Sharon! Suck me harder!"
"I'm cumming, Stuart. Fuck me cunt harder... AAAHHHH!! Shoot it innnnnnnnnn"
"I'm cumming in your cunt you hot Bitch... Take it! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

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The first night we stayed in a Marriott Inn, had a good dinner, and then hurried back to our hotel room for our first night of same-room sex. There were two, large double beds, which Rick and I pushed together to make one, huge, ultra-king sized bed. While we were waiting for our wives to emerge from the bathroom, we stripped to our briefs. I looked at Rick's bulge, and he looked at mine.

"It's looks like you're more than ready to fuck my wife, Rick," I said when I saw his cock throbbing in anticipation.

"Not any more than you're ready to screw Jean again with that huge dick."

"Yeah. You're right. I'm really anxious to get into her hot pussy again."

When our wives came out of the bathroom wearing nothing but panties and heels, we got even harder. "Looks like you guys are ready judging from big bulges. Get those briefs off and let us see what you're going to stick in our pussies," Sharon ordered.

"MMmmmm... they are hard," Jean hissed. "Big, hard, and ready!"

"Your turn. Take off your panties," we both said almost together.

Our wives grinned at us and then at each other. They walked over to the sofa, and, facing away from us, bent over at the waist keeping their legs straight and supporting themselves with their hands on the seat cushions. Sharon reached over and pulled down Jean's panties. After stepping out of them, it was Jean's turn to pull down my wife's panties. When she had them around her ankles, both women spread their legs wide and wiggled their asses at us as we stared at their cunts.

It was the hottest sight I had seen in a long time.
For the next three hours, we had a four-way orgy. I lost track of the number of times Rick and I switched back and forth from one cunt to the other. The women made certain that they were always in positions that made their cunt and ass holes easily accessible. By 10 PM, I had been in both Sharon's and Jean's cunt and ass holes several times each. Rick had visited both holes of both of our wives several times as well.

Sharon and Jean came more times than it was possible for anyone to count. By 11 PM, both Rick and I were exhausted. I had shot off four times, once inside Sharon, and three times inside Jean. I think Rick had matched that except he had put three of his loads into my wife and one into Jean's cunt.

"I think we've drained them," Sharon said to Jean with a laugh as she held both of our now limp dicks in her hands.

"Yeah. I think you're right. Frankly, I could use some more. Want my tongue on your clit, Sharon?"

"MMMmmm... Oh yes! Let's do it on the couch so the guys can rest."

The sight of my wife with her knees spread wide and resting on the sofa cushions as she bent over the back of the couch having her cunt and clit licked by Jean was fantastically erotic. As spent as I was, I still felt myself beginning to get another erection. Jean was sitting on the floor, legs wide open as she finger fucked herself while leaning back and licking my wife's clit. Rick was even harder than I was. The bed was shaking as he jacked off beside me watching his wife getting Sharon off.

I was partially hard and Rick was already jacking off watching our wives.
When we were both fully hard, the girls did us together, one at a time. First, Jean mounted my cock and began riding me while Sharon rubbed and licked my balls. When Jean's cunt would rise off my dick exposing the shaft, my wife stroked it and then later on licked it. There was no way I could take much of this hot action before I erupted like Old Faithful up Jean's cunt.

I shot off like a cannon with both women working on me.
When I was drained, the two women turned their attention to Rick. My wife got on her back and pulled Rick into her sex saddle. He was buried to his balls inside her cunt in a flash. As he fucked my wife like a wild bull, Jean was playing with his balls and later mashing her tits into his face. He didn't last much longer than I did.

The following morning, we fucked our own wives once before hitting the road for the second day of our vacation.

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Our second day on the road was similar to our first with the exception that the driver had to sit alone in the front seat while Sharon and Jean pleasured the guy who wasn't driving. So Rick and I were repeatedly attacked by two hot women who seemed intend on draining every single drop of sperm and semen in our bodies.

Three hours with two hot women was too much for either of us, so we changed to two-hour turns at the wheels. At least a half dozen times during the day's drive, truck drivers were surprised to see two pair of female legs jerking back and forth in the air as either Rick or I would switch back and forth between their sex saddles fucking each woman furiously. The driver always knew when the action was hot because of the blasts the truckers gave the women on their air horns. Of course, whoever was driving made certain that he stayed along side of the truck long enough to provide a good show for the driver.

After eight hours of driving and two turns in the back with our two hot wives, Rick and I were dragging when we finally checked into our hotel room at the Four Seasons in Albuquerque. After dinner, our wives stripped to their heels and panties, but neither Rick nor I could get an another erection. We were both embarrassed, but for some reason, neither of our wives seemed particularly upset.

They just grinned at each other as they both pulled on a pair of skin-tight, hip hugger jeans. "You two going somewhere?" I asked.

"Well, if you guys are done for the day, and it certainly looks like you are, can Jean and I go down to the lounge, have a drink or two, dance and flirt a little?"

Our wives looked hot and ready. I was certain that they would be fucked before they got back to the room.
"You two planning to go down topless like that?" Rick asked.

"Of course not! We're going to put something on. So? Can we go," Jean asked.

We nodded, which didn't surprise either of our wives. And, true to their word, they both put on a tight, low-cut sweater. Neither of them bothered with a bra, which was going to be obvious to everyone. "This better?" Sharon asked, as she pulled her shoulders back to emphasize her big tits.

"Shit... that's even hotter than if you were topless," I responded. "What time are you going to be back?"

"Depends on what happens. If you guys get lonesome, you can always watch a porn movie on the TV and jack off," Jean suggested as our wives laughed and closed the door as they left.

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I was still awake, but Rick was sound asleep when the door to our hotel room opened and our wives came in a little after 1 AM in the morning. Both women had obviously been very thoroughly fucked. Their hairdos were a mess and their make up smeared. I could even see a hickey or two on the top portions of their cleavage. Jean collapsed into a chair while my wife just leaned against wall.

"You've both been fucked, right?" I questioned.

They both nodded. "Speak up," I ordered.

"Yeah... we've both been fucked, Honey. Big time," Sharon responded.

"Strip. Both of you. Now!"

Jean licked her lips seductively. My wife was already pulling off her sweater. Jean quickly followed suit. When the tops were off, it was obvious that their nipples had been repeatedly sucked, pulled, and pinched. All four nipples were still hard, still red, and somewhat swollen.

"Take off your jeans!"

Sharon and Jean pulled their jeans over their asses and pushed them to the floor at almost the same time. Neither woman had her panties on.

"Where are your panties? You had them on when you left?

"One of the guys has them, I guess. They wouldn't give them back before we left, Honey. You know that guys like to have souvenirs of hot cunts they've fucked," my wife explained with a seductive smile.

"Get on the bed... both of you. Knees up... legs open. Now!"

The sight of our two well-fucked wives lying side-by-side on the bed each with their cunts gaping open, red, swollen, and obviously very recently fucked by several men was incredibly erotic. Their tits, bellies, abdomens, and mounds were crusted with dried splotches of semen.

"Pull your legs back... lift your hips so I can see your assholes!"

When they complied, it was even more erotic than when their pussies were on display. Both assholes were widely stretched, gaping open. More dried semen covered their buttocks. "God. They fucked your assholes too," I gasped. "How many were there?"

"Six," my wife answered.

"No. There were eight, Sharon," Jean corrected her. "There were six at the start but two more came in while we were being fucked. Both of those guys fucked us too."

"God. You were both fucked eight times?"

"No... we were both fucked by eight different guys," Honey," Jean said with a sultry grin. They were all in their 20s with fully-loaded and primed balls. Every one of them fucked us two or three times... so we were both screwed about 19 to 20 times."

"I don't see any cum inside your cunts or assholes...just all over you."

"They always used condoms, but when they were ready to shoot off, they took them off and shot their loads all over us," Sharon explained. "Are you going to fuck us, Stuart?"

"Of course, I'm going to fuck you. I'm so hard, it hurts."

"Then give us a few minutes to clean up for you. You don't want us like this."

"Like hell I don't. I want you both just like this!"

"MMmmmmm... You are a depraved satyr," Jean hissed. "Get on me, Baby. Fuck me and be certain that you shoot off inside my cunt where a man's load is supposed to go."

"Both of you... side-by-side... hips pressed together. I'm going to alternate between your hot fuck holes.

Of course, Rick woke up while I was fucking the two women and quickly joined in. I was banging Jean's cunt while he was buried in Sharon's when I suggested that we get them on their knees and try out their assholes.

We pulled out, and the two women eagerly flipped over and arched their asses high in the air. As soon as we pressed our cocks against their holes, we sank easily into receptive rectums all the way to our balls. For the first time, Rick realized that our wives had been very thoroughly fucked earlier in the evening.

"My god. Your asshole is wide open, Sharon. You got fucked in the ass tonight, didn't you?"

"We both did, Lover. Now stop talking and fuck me! Pump your big cum load into me!"

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The following day, we reached the Painted Desert. Although we had seen numerous photographs of the place, seeing it for real was a unique experience.

An hour later, we were in the petrified forest, which was equally amazing. This time, our wives let us take some photos of them sitting on petrified logs while they flashed their tits and pussies. Rick commented that it seemed appropriate for our wives to be sitting on rock-hard logs when they're flashing their cunts.

Later that same afternoon, we arrived at the Meteor Crater. It was just huge... over three miles around the circumference. The evidence is that it was caused by a meteor strike about 80,000 years ago.

It was nearly 7 PM when I drove the van into Phoenix. Sharon was in the back seat bouncing up and down on Rick's cock when we passed the city limits sign.

"Better finish or we may be arrested," I advised.

My wife was too close to an orgasm to stop.
"Just drive and shut up," my wife hissed. "I'm about to cum! Fuck me hard, Rick. Pound it in, Baby, and shoot inside my married cunt."

Of course, Rick fucked my wife for another ten minutes. At least a dozen drivers drove along side watching the hot blonde bouncing with her naked tits flying about wildly as the stud she was riding fucked her.

We spent the next day shopping in Phoenix and visiting the hot-air balloon festival. We even took a 30-minute ride in one of the balloons, which scared hell out of me as I'm always nervous about heights when I'm out in the open. Of course, the women wouldn't stop teasing me. When we were thousands of feet in the air, they both asked me to fuck them.

"Come on, Honey. I've never, ever been fucked in a hot-air balloon. I'll lean over the side of the gondola while you fuck me from behind like a hot whore. Come on, Stud. Get it up and fuck your hot wife," Sharon kept urging me.

Then Jean would join in the fun. "Jezz... you're not even hard, Stuart. I'm hot and wet and ready and you're limp as a wet noodle. Come on, Lover, get it up and fuck the shit out of me."

By the time we landed and got out of the gondola, I was literally shaking. While we in the air, my muscles were too rigid to tremble, but once we were back on the ground, and I could release my death grip on the safety ropes, I couldn't stop trembling. Rick came to my rescue.

Putting his arm around my shoulders, he patted me on the back and said, "Man, I'm impressed. Really impressed! Most people terrified of heights wouldn't go near a hot-air balloon, much less take a ride in one. You did it in spite of your fear. That took a lot of courage. Impressive... really impressive."

Rick kept his arm about my shoulders, and a minute later, my tremors ceased. "Thanks, Rick. I needed that."

That evening we went to a four-star Mexican restaurant. The food certainly lived up to the rating. After a couple of large Margaritas, we were all in a lively mood. Our wives went off to the ladies room together. When they returned, they were both giggling, their excitement evident.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Jean and I have an idea for something different tonight. We asked the bell captain to recommend a hot club for us. Before answering, he asked us 'How hot?' Jean said 'Very hot'. After that, he suggested we try out 'Blain's Place'."

"Blain's Place, huh?" Rick replied. "Sounds innocent enough."

"According to the bell captain, it's a pick up spot for guys looking to get laid and for women cheating on their husbands."

"So, I gather that your idea for something different is for the four of us to go there tonight?" I asked my wife.

"Not quite. Our idea is for Jean and I to go there and for the two of you to follow about 30 minutes later. You hit on us along with all the other guys, pick us up, take us back to your hotel room and fuck our brains out. Of course, you guys are going to have to compete with all the other studs who want to put out our fire. You up for that challenge?"

After some discussion that included a lot of teasing by our wives, Rick and I agreed that we would all go to Blain's place together, but we would stay in the car in the parking lot for 25 or 30 minutes before we entered the place. Jean and Sharon were positively giddy with excitement.

As we were leaving the restaurant, I got Sharon aside and asked bluntly, "Are you two planning on leaving Blain's Place with another man or men and leaving Rick and I high and dry? If so, I really don't like this plan."

"Truthfully? No teasing?"

"That's why I asked."

"Ok. We plan on flirting a lot, getting hit on, and maybe spending some time in the parking lot if we see a guy who turns us on, but we're not about to run off with them and leave you and Rick behind. That's not going to happen."

"And when you're in the parking lot or a dark corner somewhere, do you plan to let the guy fuck you?"

"Yeah... unless you say I can't, but I won't leave with them. There will be a lot of women there. I don't mind if you fuck one or more of them, but you don't leave with them. Fair enough? Are you cool with the plan or do you want the four of us to go together and stay together?"

"Let's get together with Jean and Rick and decide."

When we were back in the car, I brought the issue up again and was surprised to find that Rick was wildly enthusiastic about the plan. That made it three in favor and one undecided... so the "yes" votes carried the day.

"Ok. Which way to Blain's Place?" I asked.

"Not yet. Let's go back to the hotel first," Sharon said.

"Why?"

"So Jean and I can change into something more appropriate for Blain's Place, Honey."

Rick and I waited in the bar of the hotel for our wives to reappear. We knew they were on their way before they were even in sight. Every single man in the lobby and bar areas turned their heads to check the two approaching foxes. When they did appear, it was obvious why they were attracting 100% of the male attention in the hotel. An audible, low moan could be heard from the men in the room.

Jean was in the lead swinging her ass as she walked across the room. She looked like a $2,000-a-night call girl in her tight, black top that exposed a sexy amount of cleavage. The top left her belly naked, and the unrestrained bounce of her big tits as she moved across the bar area made it obvious that she wore no bra. Her skirt, if you could call it that, was a micro-mini piece of denim that just barely covered her ass. The sandals she wore had one strap across her toes and a second one around her ankle. The heels had to be at least four inches.

When she reached us and leaned against the bar, the tiny skirt rose over her ass, and every man in the place saw that she was wearing a black thong that was sunk out of sight between the cheeks of her ass.

Rick's wife looked hot and ready for sex. When she bent over slightly, we could see her naked ass and the black thong.
Just as Jean reached the bar and grinned at us, we heard another low moan. Turning, we saw that my wife had made her appearance. Her outfit is just as slutty as Jean's. The red dress she wore was held up by two, narrow straps over her shoulders. If the bodice had been a half inch lower, her nipples would have been exposed. Her deep cleavage was fully displayed. The dress looked like it had been sprayed onto her body. If that weren't tight enough, the wide, black belt about the waist cinched it even tighter. Standing straight, the dress just covered her ass. When she sat down, there wasn't a chance in hell that her ass and panties wouldn't be exposed. Her legs were bare above her black sandals, each with a wicked-looking, five-inch stiletto heel.

My wife looked positively whorish... I loved it!
Sharon's huge tits bounced and appeared to be about to fall out of her dress as she approached us. I was hard. I was almost certain Rick was hard, and I would have taken bets that more than half of the men in the room were hard. "Hi, Honey," she said in a low voice when she reached us. "Do we look hot enough to attract some male attention at Blain's Place?"

After asking the question whose answer was obvious, she sat down on a bar stool and swung around so that she faced away from the bar. "You know damn well that the two of you have nearly every man here hard as stone. I know that neither of you have on a bra. Jean's already shown every one her thong. Are you wearing any panties, Sharon?"

"Of course. They're black to match my black belt and shoes. And... and they're also transparent, Honey. Is it Ok if I wear these sexy panties?" She spread her legs and hiked here left heel up onto the foot rest of the bar stool. The position exposed every thing, included her cunt slit through the transparent material. I stared at my wife's cunt, mesmerized and hard as steel."

A dozen men were staring at my wife's panties and her cunt when she opened her legs.
"Mmmmm... I think you like my panties, Honey. Shall we go?" My wife slid off the bar stool and, in the process, closed her legs. Again, we heard a low groan from the men in the room.

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The parking lot of Blain's Place was crowded. Obviously, it was a popular spot, as the bell captain had told our wives.

"Ok guys," my wife said as she and Jean got out of the van, "give us at least 25 minutes before you come in."

Without another word, they walked off toward the entrance making certain that they were swinging their asses and causing their tits to bounce as they went.

Rick and I waited the full 25 minutes before entering the club. As I expected, the lighting was subdued at best, practically non-existent at worst. The idea, of course, was to provide the customers with enough privacy to allow them to relax and let down any inhibitions they might have.

"Do you see either one of them?" I asked Rick.

"No. Not a sign. Why don't you check out the dance floor while I scout out the tables and booths. We'll meet back here in 10 minutes, Ok?"

I nodded my agreement and moved over to the dance floor to see if I could locate our wives. I was still looking without any success when someone tapped me on the arm. Turning, I saw a nice-looking brunette who was wearing an outfit almost as revealing as the ones our wives were wearing. "Hi," she said. "I'm Elaine. Would you like to dance? Hate to see a good looking guy just standing around gaping."

"I didn't realize I was gaping. Actually, I'm..."

I didn't get to finish the sentence. Elaine finished it for me. "... looking for your wife or girlfriend. Right? And it's your first time at Blain's Place, Right?"

"Yeah. Right on both counts. I'm Stuart. How did you know?"

"Easy. You're obviously looking for someone, Stuart, and since you don't look gay, it must be a woman...either your wife or girlfriend. And it must be your first time here or you would know that there's not much point in spending time looking for her. Now, how about that dance?"

"Why is it pointless? I know my wife's here. She has to be somewhere."

"Two reasons, Honey. The first one is that your wife probably doesn't want you to find her right now. The second one is that there are so many places she could be... booths, dark recesses with practically no light, several semi-private rooms in the back, and a huge parking lot filled with about a hundred cars, each one with a nice back seat, that you don't have much chance to find her until she's been royally screwed and comes back on her own. So do you want to dance or not?"

"Not right now. Maybe later if you're still free and interested. I just need a little time to get accustomed to all this."

"I understand, Stuart. No problem. I'll be around just look for me. And don't worry about your wife. She'll be fine. And when you get her home later tonight, she'll be so hot, she'll fuck your brains out."

"I think it's probably more likely that she'll already be exhausted, and I'll be left with a bad case of blue balls."

"It doesn't work that way, Stuart. After men have gotten off several times, they're pretty much exhausted and shot down for the rest of the night. Women are the opposite. The more times a woman is fucked, the hotter she gets. My guess is that right now some hot stud is getting your wife primed and ready for you later tonight." Elaine gave a kiss on the lips and walked away leaving me with a substantial erection.

When Rick returned, I informed him that neither Sharon nor Jean were on the dance floor. "Did you find either one of them?" I asked.

"I didn't see any sign of Sharon, but I did find Jean. She's making out with a guy in one the back booths at the back of the club."

"Is he fucking her?"

"Not yet, but it looks like it won't be long before he gets into her."

"I'm surprised you didn't stay and watch. I would have."

"I wanted to, but we had agreed to meet. I'm going to go back right now. Want to come with me?"

"Absolutely! Lead the way."

The place was huge, and as Rick had said, his wife was at the back of the club. As it turned out, we were just in time to see Jean being led out of one of the side doors to the parking lot. The guy she was with had his hand on her bare ass.

We waited for 15 seconds or so and followed them. We stayed far enough behind to avoid attracting their attention, although I was pretty certain that they wouldn't have noticed us no matter how close we were. They stopped beside a late model Buick where the guy pressed Jean up against the side of the car and kissed her. Her arms circled his neck, and she returned the kiss as hard as he was kissing her.

As their lips ground together, Jean's hands were under the guy's shirt caressing his back while his were busy pulling getting Jean's tits out of her top and hiking her mini-skirt up around her hips. A minute or so later, her thong was down around her thighs. The man's hand was hidden between their bodies, but from the gyrations of Jean's ass, it was obvious that he was finger fucking her and stroking her clit.

Abruptly, he stepped away from Jean and quickly removed her skirt and thong and then pulled her top over her head. Rick's wife was naked in the parking lot and obviously about to be fucked. The only question either of us had was where and how he was going to screw her.

Glancing at Rick, I saw that he had his cock out and was jacking off at the erotic sight. I had wanted to do the same, but had been too embarrassed to do so. Now that he had broken the ice, so to speak, I unzipped and got my raging cock out. We both stroked our dicks as we watched Jean being ushered into the back seat of the guy's car.

We waited until we saw the car beginning to bounce on its springs as the stud pounded his cock into Rick's wife. Then we moved close enough to look in through the back windows. It was dark inside but there was enough light coming from the powerful halogen lights that dotted the parking lot for us to see the action.

Jean was on her back with her knees pressed back against her big tits. The guy's hands were on her thighs just below her knees holding them down keeping her cunt in perfect fucking position. His cock was plunging in and out of her cunt hard and deep. His balls were banging against Jean's ass on every thrust. He was talking dirty to her as he drove his dick into her hot hole. She was moaning and hunching her ass upward each time he withdrew for his next stroke.

"Ugh! Ugh! Take my big cock up your hot cunt, Slut. Big titted hot fuck bitch... Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Shake that hot ass, Cunt. Spread wider, Baby. Take my cock!"

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Fuck my married cunt hole, Stud. Ram me!! AAAGGGHHHH... so fucking damn big.... GGGHHHAAAAaaaaa... pump me, you hot bastard! Fuck me harder. Make me cum, Lover... MAKE ME CUM!"

The springs of the car were squeaking as he fucked Jean harder and harder. The squeaking was loud enough that I looked around to see if they were attracting any attention. I was shocked!... not because they were attracting attention... in fact, no one seemed to even notice the bouncing car, but because I could see four other cars bouncing in exactly the same way as the Buick was doing. I wondered if my wife was getting fucked in one of those cars."

'Oh you hot Bitch! I'm gonna cum inside your hot cunt!"

"Oh yessss... shoot it innnnnnn... I'm already cumming on that big cock, Baby... Pump your big cum load into meeeeeeeeeee!"

"Oh Gawd Damn!" Rick hissed beside me. "He's fucking my wife bareback... no condom... aaaahhhhh god" His hand flashed up and down his cock. When the guy fucking his wife shot his load into her throbbing hole, Rick shot his all over the side of his car. I wanted to cum, but I wanted to wait until I found my wife."

The car gradually stopped bouncing and the guy collapsed on top of Jean's quivering body, his cock clearly still inside her cunt. They stayed in that position for maybe five minutes before I saw the guy's ass start to pump again.

"OOOhhhhh shit! I can feel that big dick getting hard inside my pussy, Lover. You're going to fuck me again, aren't you?"

"Damn right, you hot Cunt. But this time, you get to do the work. Wanna ride me, Jean?"

"YES! Turn us over, Allen, and let me ride that big prick of yours. I want you shoot another load into me."

A few minutes later, the Buick was again bouncing as Jean rode his cock. Five minutes after that, he was again calling her a hot-assed, fuck bitch while she was begging him to shoot her cunt full of his load.

"PUMP ME FULL OF HOT CUM, YOU DIRTY BASTARD! FUCK ME, ALLEN! CUM IN ME!"
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About fifteen minutes later, we saw Jean chatting with two other men at a table inside the club. There was no sign of the guy who had just fucked her. He had either left Blain's Place or was looking for a new cunt to fuck.

Finally, I saw my wife out on the dance floor with her body mashed up against a very well-dressed man. He was whispering in Sharon's ear, and each time he did so, she licked her lips and pressed her body even more tightly against his. As I watched, I noticed that she was grinding her pussy against his erection while he just held her and let her do it. His hips were not thrusting against my wife... it was the other way around. My wife was obviously trying to turn him on and get herself off at the same time.

After grinding against him for five minutes or so, Sharon's body shuddered hard. He had to hold her up to prevent her from falling. It was an incredibly erotic, cock-hardening sight to watch my wife cumming right on the dance floor as she frantically humped her pussy against the man's erection.

"Is that your wife, Stuart?" I turned to see Elaine as she pressed her large breast against my arm.

"Yeah. That's her."

"I figured it was. You're so turned on watching her, it had to be your wife. She's beautiful... she's hot... and she's a wild slut. You're a lucky man, Stuart. You're also a very smart man."

"It's obvious that I'm lucky to have a gorgeous, sensuous wife like Sharon ... but why do you say I'm smart?"

"Because you're smart enough to let her enjoy being a hot, luscious female and wise enough to take pleasure in watching her do it. A lot of men can't handle that... and, as a result, they'll never have the blazing hot wife you've got."

"I've seen her get off with other men, but I've never seen her so turned on that she would essentially masturbate herself on a guy's cock right on the dance floor. I just about shot off in my pants."

"That's because the guy she's with is a very handsome, virile man and he's got a cock almost as thick as your wrist. It's a real cunt stretcher and right now, your wife has it hard as iron."

"But she's never seen it. She just met the guy."

"She hasn't seen it yet... but her cunt can feel how huge it is."

"You seem to know the guy pretty well?"

"Of course. He's my husband. His name's Travis, and he is a hot, cunt-loving stud. He's going to fuck your wife... no doubt about it, Stuart."

"I think she's already been screwed. At least, I could never find her before."

"She has. By two different guys."

"How do you know that?"

"I and every man here have been watching her ever since she came in obviously looking to get laid. I didn't know she was your wife before or I could have told you where she was."

"Where?"

"Harmon latched onto her almost as soon as she walked through the door. He practically fucked her on the dance floor. Her tits were both out and her dress was up around her waist when he took her out to the parking lot. He's drives an SUV and has a mattress in the back. She was on her back on that mattress when she got her first cum load of the night."

"Is that where she was when we were talking before?"

"No. Harmon brought her back after 15 minutes or so, and Johnson, the club manager, took her out on the dance floor, finger fucked her, and then took her back to his private office. He was fucking her on the couch there when we were talking. I saw him later and he told me that he screwed your wife twice. Shot off in her cunt both times."

"So your husband will be getting sloppy fourths. That's so damn hot!"

"Would you like to watch him fucking her without her know that you're watching?"

"That's an erotic thought. Is it possible?"

"Maybe. Is your cock hard now?"

"Like iron. I've been hard for the last hour."

Elaine's hand moved to my crotch. She wrapped her hand around my shaft, felt its girth, and then unzipped my pants and took me out right there at the table. "Oh fuck! You've got a gorgeous cock, Honey. Thick and almost eight inches... and best of all... so fucking hard, it feels like an iron bar. MMMmmmm... love feeling it throb when I jack you. Do you like that, Honey?"

"Yes, but I don't want to cum this way... Be careful.

"I don't you cumming in my hand either, Stuart. I've got a much better place for your load. Would you like to fuck me?"

"Do bears live in the forest," I said with a grin.

"We have a very plush, spacious Lincoln which Travis and I both like to use for sex. When Travis is ready to fuck your wife, he'll take her there and screw her in the back seat... several times... you can be sure. Let's go there now and use the front seat. If we're quiet, they won't even know we're in the car."

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"God... you've got luscious tits, Elaine."

"Suck them, Honey. Suck my nipples. Get me hot and ready, Stud. AAahhhh... yesss... like that... mmmmmmmm... OOHHH... feels so good. Pinch them... Hard! MMmmmmm!!"

"Let's get your panties off. I want to see your cunt."

"Oh yes... get me naked... make me show you my cunt, Lover."

"Lift your ass, Elaine, so I get your panties off."

"Hot Stud. Is my ass high enough now, Lover?"

"Perfect." I pulled off her soaked panties in one motion causing the hot brunette to moan.

"Do you like my cunt, Honey? Wanna fuck me?"
"Spread wider. I'm going to lick your luscious cunt."

"Oh yeah... lick it, Honey... Mmmmmmm... OOOHHHHHH Fuck! Yes! Aaaahhh... oohhhhhh god.... more... more... More!"

She continued to groan continuous as my tongue swabbed up and down the length of her sex trench and then finally centered on her clitoris. Once I was on her swollen, erect clit, it only took a couple of minutes to make Elaine cum.

"Stop, Honey. Now. Travis just brought your wife out of the club. He's got her dress up around her waist. Can't see, but I'm sure my randy husband has his hand inside your wife's panties, Stuart. They'll be here in a moment. They'll get in the back, so if we're quiet, they won't know we're here."

"I want to fuck you while he's fucking Sharon."

Oh yes... But wait until they're doing it before you put your cock into me. Once he's fucking her, neither of them will hear a herd of elephants."

We crouched lower in the front seat as we heard the back door of the car being opened. "Wow! This is one huge back seat," I heard my wife say when she saw the spacious interior of the large Lincoln.

"It is. It's a gas guzzler, but it's perfect for fucking."

"MMMmmmm... Is that why you brought me out here, Travis? To fuck me?"

"Absolutely!"

"But I'm married you know. Do you like fucking married women?"

"Married women are the best ass available, Sharon. There's nothing like fucking another man's wife. Are you a good piece of ass, Honey?"

"Well, why don't you fuck me and find out for yourself, Stud?"

"I intend to. But first, I want to see these huge tits of yours. Come here!"

"Pull down my dress, Lover. Get my tits out.... OOOOoohhhh yesss... like that."

"Gawd. How big are they? 36C? What?"

"They're 36D."

"Damn! They look bigger than that."

"When you squeeze them like that, they are bigger. OOOHHHH... God... My nipples, Travis. Squeeze and rub my nipples."

Carefully, Elaine and I moved enough so we could see between the bucket seats into the back seat. Travis was still fully dressed in a black suit. He had both of my wife's tits out hefting and squeezing them so that the really did look huge.

"What a rack you've got, Sharon. Love your huge tits!"
As we watched, Travis captured one of my wife's tits and began squeezing it hard. Her legs opened wide, and even in the dim light, I could see the gleaming wetness of my wife's well fucked and cum-filled cunt. They kissed hard, exchanging tongues until Travis began kissing his way down my wife's body.

Oh fuck! You're making my cunt throb, Honey. Get my panties off. Hurry!"
Sharon's hips were hunching wildly on the back seat as Travis worked her big tits. "My panties," she squealed. "Get my panties off and feel how wet my cunt is for you, Honey."

"He's getting ready to fuck her," Elaine whispered in my ear. "Put your cock in me now, Stuart. They'll never hear us now." She laid down on the seat, and I got behind her. Elaine lifted her legs to provide access to the cunt, and I fitted my cock into her opening. When I began pushing into her depths, her mouth opened, her eyes clenched shut, and her tongue danced in the air, but she didn't make a sound.

Somehow, Elaine remained quiet as my seven plus inches of cock stretched her cunt.
Sharon, however, was wailing in the back seat. "Oh fucking shit! Suck me, you hot Stud. SUCK MY CLIT... AAAAHHHH... GOD... THAT'S SO HOT! PLEASE... DON'T STOP. MAKE ME CUM, TRAVIS. MAKE YOUR HOT MARRIED SLUT CUM!"

Sharon's cries grew louder and louder. The wild thrusting of her ass against Travis' mouth was making the car bounce. "Won't someone outside hear her?" I whispered in Elaine's ear.

"Oh yes, they'll hear her easily and see the car bouncing, but so many women are being fucked in this parking lot at any given time, one more woman getting laid isn't something anyone pays much attention to."

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!! SUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!!"
It was so hot that I had to start fucking Elaine harder. When I did, her body began vibrating. Her hand flew to her big tits, which she squeezed so hard I thought she might injure herself. Her ass humped hard against my cock, but still, she made no audible sounds.

"I'm cumming again... OOohhhhh what a tongue you've got, Travis... SUCK MY CUNT.... AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!"

I think my wife came three times before we heard Travis saying, "Your turn, you hot Slut. Take out my cock and show me that you know how to suck dick.

There was the sound of a zipper... then.. "Oh My God! You're huge! Just fucking HUGE! How big is this thing? I'm not sure I can take it up my pussy."

"WHAT A COCK!"
"It's just a little over eight inches. How big is your husband?"

"He's almost eight inches, but its not the length, it's the width! I can't even get my hand around your cock... oohhhhh god! You're going to fuck me with this monster, aren't you?"

"Oh yes... and believe me, you'll love every second of it. Every time I push it into your cunt, you're going to feel like you're about to cum. But before you get it up her hot cunt, you have to suck me, Sharon. So get your mouth on it and suck it you hot Bitch!"

My cock throbbed when I heard my wife's muffled grunts as she tried her best to suck Travis' huge shaft. "That's it, Sharon. Suck it harder, Slut. AAAhhhhh yes! Now open your mouth as wide as you can, I'm going to push it into your throat."

I didn't see how my wife could possibly get his thick cock down her throat.
"He'll never get that huge dick down my wife's throat," I said softly to Elaine as my cock slowly pumped in and out of her wet cunt.

"Just watch... Travis usually gets his cock where ever he wants it," she whispered back.

My wife gagged and coughed. Travis pulled back. Her mouth was stretched obscenely wide by the thick shaft. He slowly pushed more dick into her mouth... stopping when the head was against her throat. Sharon's eyes opened wide, her nostrils flaring as she struggled to breathe through her nose. More dick entered. She took it, but then gagged. Once more Travis pulled back.

This was repeated several more times. Each time, Travis got his cock further into my wife's mouth and throat. Finally, he pushed six inches into her mouth and held it there. I could see Sharon's neck bulging when the cock head was in her throat. His hands moved to the back of my wife's head. Holding her in place, he pushed another inch down her throat.. and then another until his balls were resting on her chin.

My wife's cheeks hollowed as she sucked his entire shaft. Slowly, Travis pulled out letting her breathe. After a few breaths, the cock was pushed back into Sharon's throat. Back and forth as she sucked him. "Are you ready to be fucked, Sharon?"

My wife nodded vigorously. "You want this thick cock up your married cunt, Slut?" Again, she nodded even more frantically this time. Travis pulled his entire shaft out of my wife's mouth and ordered, "MOUNT! BITCH! MOUNT AND FUCK!"

I began to drive my cock harder into Elaine's cunt as I watched Sharon swinging her leg over Travis' and adjusting her cunt over his shaft. Reaching back, she guided his cock to the opening of her cunt and pushed her ass downward. I could see the huge organ stretching my wife's pussy wider and wider until the head popped into her hole and sank out of sight inside her cunt.

"UUNNGGHHHH... OOHHHH SHIT... IT'S SO FUCKING BIG!!"
Travis powered his cock further and further up my wife's cunt. When about half of his dick was inside her, she began to convulse in an intense orgasm. Elaine and I could see her ass hole opening and closing as her vagina spasmed around the huge dick. "You're wife's cumming on his cock," Elaine hissed into my ear. "Look at her ass hole. See how hard he's making her cum, and he hasn't even started fucking her yet."

It was true. Sharon was whining and gasping as her body shook and shuddered in the throes of her intense climax. Travis shoved in more cock, and my wife howled. Another inch was pushed into her hole and again she came.

"OOohhhh I'm cumming again... can't stop cumming... it's so huge. Is it all the way into me yet?"

"No. There's another three of cock to go yet."

"OOHHHH MY GOD! FUCK IT INTO MEEEEEEEEE! FOR GOD'S SAKE! FUCK IT INTO MEEEEEEEEEE!"

Travis snapped his hips upward and drove his sex spike all the way into my wife's cunt. Her entire body went rigid as she screamed, her head thrown back, her vagina erupting in another orgasm. Travis let her orgasm ebb somewhat. Then the fucking started!

My wife howled and grunted as the thick shaft was powered in and out of her stretched out, squishing cunt. Six inches of cock were emerging every time she rose up. They only stayed outside of her hole a moment before Travis rammed them back inside her bringing more screams of delight from my wife. She was now cumming almost continuously.

Travis fucked her for about fifteen or twenty minutes before shooting a huge cum load into her hole. I emptied my balls into Elaine at almost the same time as she had her fourth or fifth orgasm. After that, Travis had my wife suck his cock again until he was once again hard.

The second time Travis fucked her, she was riding him reverse cowgirl allowing Elaine and I a perfect view of the thick cock fucking in and out of my wife's cunt. Travis shot in his second load in about 10 minutes of intense fucking.

Elaine and I had a perfect view of her husband's big cock fucking my wife's cunt.
After they exited the car, Elaine and I got into the back seat and I put two more loads inside her pussy before we left.

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When I returned to the club, I immediately saw Rick, but neither of our wives. "Hi. What's going on?" I asked.

"Where have you been for the last hour? I looked every where for you."

I spent five minutes explaining how I fucked Elaine while hiding in the front seat of the Lincoln as her husband fucked Sharon. "You should have seen how thick that guy's cock was when he was shoving it down my wife's throat and up her cunt. I'm telling you that Sharon couldn't stop cumming."

"Just like my wife. I know that four different men have already fucked her and now she's gone again. How was Elaine?"

"Hot and wet. I put three loads up her pussy. Do you know where Sharon is?"

"No. I can't find Jean either. Let's look for them together. I'd like to leave. My balls hurt... I mean they really hurt. I've got to get one of our wives in bed soon or I'm going to collapse from the pain," Rick moaned.

We first searched the parking lot. At least seven of the car were now shaking and bouncing as some woman was being fucked hard inside. We checked out every bouncing car. In one case, we saw a woman getting fucked in her ass and cunt by two guys, but there was no sign of our wives.

Going back into the club, we checked out the tables and booths and finally the dance without any luck. "Well," I said, "there's only one other place. One of the semi-private rooms in the back. Let's take a look there."

There was at least one woman being fucked in every one, but no sign of either of our wives... that is, none until we looked in the last room at the end of the hallway. Jackpot!

Three women were in the room getting laid. One blonde was mounted on a guy reverse cowgirl. He was holding her legs high in the air as he ass fucked her. Every so often, he would lift her completely off his cock so the room could see her widely gaping asshole. It looked to me like I could easily put my fist inside her ass. After letting everyone see her gaping hole, the blonde would put his cock back inside her ass, and he would pound her hard as she hissed with intense pleasure each time his cock pumped her.

The woman's asshole gaped wide open from the intense fucking she was getting.
The other two women were our wives. Jean was on her back on one of the couches with a young stud fucking her hard. Her legs were up and back just outside her tits. The position exposed both her cunt and ass holes, and the guy was switching back and forth between them. As we watched, Jean's body began shaking in an orgasm. The guy screwed her even harder as soon as she started cumming.

The guy fucking Jean was using both of her holes.
Sharon was on a third sofa with two men. She was mounted on one guy in reverse cowgirl position with his cock pumping her ass. The second guy was kneeling between her raised legs driving his dick in and out of her cunt. The guy on bottom held my wife's hips and worked her back and forth on the two dicks while each man was plowing her hard. Sharon was howling and appeared to be having multiple orgasms from the double fucking.

Both cocks were sinking deep into my wife's cunt and ass holes.
We went back to the bar to wait for our wives to finish. After thirty minutes, there was still no sign of them, so we went back to the room to see if they were still there. They were, but they were now being fucked by different men.

Both Sharon and Jean were getting it in doggy position. The stud nailing Jean was fucking her ass while the one on my wife was slamming a huge cock in and out of her cunt. We again went back to bar to wait.

The stud mounted on Jean was nailing her asshole deep and hard.

The guy screwing my wife looked like he had a nine-inch cock. At least, Sharon was howling like it was nine inches.
It was nearly midnight before our wives joined us at the bar. Needless to say, they had both lost their panties and both had cum loads running down their thighs. "You guys interested in taking your slutty wives back to the hotel for sex?" Sharon asked as she lifted her dress to show off her cum-covered, well-fucked cunt. As we stared at it, she turned to Jean and said, "Go on, Honey. Show the guys your wet cunt. How are they going to decide whether to take us back to the hotel or not." Jean grinned and promptly hiked her mini-skirt up to her waist to let us both see her swollen, stretched pussy.

Rick and I assumed that both women would be too tired for more sex. We were wrong. They destroyed us. At 3 AM, neither of us could get it up again. Jean shrugged and said, "Well, I guess that ends the fun for the evening, Sharon. We may as well get some sleep."

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We didn't get away the next morning until well after noon. The women were both so tired they wanted to sleep and did so until around 11 AM. By the time we had the van loaded, checked out, and had some lunch, it was almost 1 PM.

There was a lot of traffic, so we took our time. Rick and I each took two turns at the wheel and fucked the women when we weren't driving. Before we arrived at the Grand Canyon, we had each screwed both of the women. It was nearly 8 PM by the time we had checked into our hotel room.

Not surprisingly, we were all too tired for more sex. So after a nice dinner, we all snuggled up together in the two double beds, which we had again pushed up against one another. By the time Rick and I had awakened the next morning, the girls were dressed and gone. They left a note asking us to join them in the dining room.

During breakfast, we discussed plans for seeing the canyon. Rick and I wanted to take a trip down into the canyon riding donkeys, but our wives said that was just too strenuous for them. They both favored a guided, private motor tour of rim of the canyon which included lunch and the best viewing spots.

We couldn't agree so finally Sharon said, "Look. We don't have to do the same thing. Jean and I will take the private tour and you guys can do the trip down into the canyon. We'll meet in the hotel room later for dinner." And that was the final decision.

Rick and I were getting ready to start the trip down into the canyon when the van arrived to pick up our wives for the private tour. When the guide emerged, I saw that he was a well-tanned, muscular guy in his thirties. The T-shirt he wore looked like it might tear apart if he took a deep breath. His tight shorts fit like a second skin, and I was certain that the substantial bulge made by his cock would not escape the notice of our wives.

We weren't scheduled to leave for another 15 minutes, so I hurried back to the lobby and asked Sharon and Jean if I could help them get their stuff on board the van.

"We can handle it, Honey. And Carlos is giving us a hand too."

I pulled my wife to one side and said, "I just have to ask. Did you and Jean book this tour before Rick and I joined you for breakfast. Come on... the truth. Did you?"

"Yeah. We did. I knew you wanted to take the hike down into the Canyon, but neither of us wanted to do that. Are you angry?"

"No. Of course not. But I do have one more question."

"Yes? What?"

"Did you see Carlos before booking the private tour?"

Now my wife blushed. "Well?" I pressed. She turned even redder. "Come on. Tell me."

"Yes we did."

"That's why you changed your mind about the hike down into the Canyon, isn't it?"

"You know me too well, Lover."

"So what are the plans for this so-called private tour?"

Lowering her voice, my wife whispered, "I'm pretty sure that Carlos wants to fuck us, Honey. Jean couldn't stop talking about his huge bulge."

"And you? What about you?"

"That's why we left the room early this morning, Honey. We didn't think that Carlos would like getting sloppy seconds. Should we cancel the tour?"

"Well, which would you and Jean rather do... ride a donkey on a hike down into the Canyon or ride whatever Carlos is packing inside those tight shorts of his?"

Sharon laughed a deep throaty laugh. "Now I have a question, Darling. Are you hard?"

"Like stone."

"MMmmmmm... I love that. See you at dinner, Honey."

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When our wives returned to the hotel room around 6 PM, Rick and I were waiting for them. We expected to see two, very freshly fucked women, but we were not expecting what we actually saw.

Our wives were both wearing baggy shorts that were several sizes too large and both had on a man's sweat shirt that was equally too large. The only thing they still wore that they had had on when they left that morning was their tennis shoes.

In addition to the ridiculous clothing, they both looked exhausted. Their hair was a mess, their make up completely wiped out. When they entered the room, both seemed to be exhausted. The two of them grinned at us and sat down heavily, Sharon on the couch, Jean on the side of the bed.

"What the hell happened? Why are you wearing those clothes?" Rick asked.

"We both got fucked, Honey. Royally fucked! Hard... deep... and multiple times! We need to clean up and rest for an hour or so before we head out to dinner."

Now I spoke up. "I don't believe this. I pretty much knew that both of you intended to have sex with Carlos, but what happened to your clothes and how did one guy wear both of you out?"

Sharon sighed. "I'm sorry, Honey. Carlos took us on a very nice guided tour until lunch time. During that entire time, we flirted. In fact, Jean and I pretty much teased him unmercifully. We thought he was a shy guy whom we had to encourage a lot if anything was going to happen other than sight seeing at the canyon."

"So? What happened?"

"After a nice lunch, Carlos said he was tired of sight seeing and asked if we would like to see something more interesting. Naturally, we knew what he was talking about. After all, Jean and I had been staring at his huge bulge all morning. We had gotten him hard with our teasing, and he looked just huge. So, we said that sounded great."

"Go on. Then what?"

"He took us back to his quarters and as soon as we were inside, we started making out. He got our tits out and Jean was sucking on his eight-inch cock while he sucked my nipples and finger fucked me. At that point, another guy came in. He just smiled and began taking off his clothes. He was just as sexy looking as Carlos and almost as well hung so naturally, we didn't have any objections."

"He took over with Jean while Carlos got me on the bed. We were both hot and horny by that time, and we just got even hotter and more excited when those two studs ripped off our tops and skirts. Julio dropped Jean on the bed beside me and a moment later, our panties were gone and they had their tongues in our pussies working on our clits. I was cumming and I could hear Jean moaning repeatedly when they made her cum."

"So that's how you lost your clothes."

"Yeah. Carlos gave us two pair of his shorts and a couple of sweat shirts to wear on the way back."

Rick shook his head. "I still don't understand why you're both so exhausted. Were Julio and Carlos both supermen?"

"No. They were virile, hot studs, but no more than two of you. In fact, they didn't have as much staying power as either of you do."

"How then??"

"When Carlos and Julio started fucking us, still side-by-side on the same bed, two more guys came in and stripped. When Carlos and Julio had finished, they took their places. Then it all became confused. Sharon and I just came again and again as those hard cocks fucked us in every hole. Some time during the afternoon, six more guys joined us so that before we left, we were being screwed by ten, virile studs. They kept us naked and fucked us repeatedly until sometime after 5:30 PM. That's five hours with ten men screwing us in every hole."

The images of our wives being fucked by 10 different men had both Rick and I hard as stone.
"Were they hurting you? Why didn't you ask them to stop?"

Our wives looked at each other and began giggling. "Stop? Why would we want them to stop, Honey? I was having one orgasm after another and so was Sharon. I've told you many times that it doesn't hurt a woman to be fucked, Honey. We weren't hurt or raped. We loved it, but we're tired and need to rest up for awhile before you two studs start ravishing us. Let us take a long bath and sleep for an hour. We'll join in in the dining room at 8:30 PM for a late dinner, and then you and Stuart can fuck our brains out tonight."

And that's exactly what happened.

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We again got a late start the following morning, for the same reasons as we had been late in getting away from Phoenix. Our next destination was Las Vegas where we had a spacious room reserved at Caesar’s Palace for two nights.

In order to see Monument Valley, we took the northern route to Vegas. Not the shortest, but we did want to see the that sight. As we drove through the valley, I wondered aloud if there was any way to get to the top of some of the huge stone edifices.

"I guess the sight from the top would be nice," Jean agreed.

"I wasn't thinking so much of the sight, Jean, as I was thinking about how erotic it would be to fuck you on top of one of the huge rocks."

"It does sound erotic, but if you find a way to the top, I get to be on top and your ass is on the bottom against that hard rock. Ok?"

"Ouch! You do have a point... a very sharp point at that. Ok. It was a bad idea."

"Not necessarily, Honey. We have a mattress in the back. That ought to protect Jean's sensitive ass while you fuck her hot cunt. How about it, Jean?"

"Yeah, that'll work. How can we get to the top?"

We never did find a way. I felt certain that there was probably a way to the top of one of them, but none of us wanted to spend time working on it. So we headed out for Vegas with me driving and Rick in the back going down on our wives. I had to admire his oral skills. He had one of them cumming an average of once every ten miles.

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The first day we spent in Vegas was filled with sex and fun, but just between the four of us. That first afternoon, we were doing a little gambling in the casino. With both Sharon and Jean wearing tight short shorts and an equally tight sweater, several men were following them around with their eyes locked on their tits and asses.

At one point, Sharon and Jean were playing the slots. Every time they won some money, they would jump up and down with excitement, which caused their tits to bounce wildly and their asses to jiggle seductively. With the show they were providing, their audience had grown to about 10 men.

Rick and I had been playing blackjack and with the benefit of more than our fair share of luck, we had each won about $100. Deciding to quit while we were ahead, we wandered over to where our wives were playing the slots and were both amused and turned on to see the entourage that was following them as they moved from one machine to the next.

More to make the watching men jealous than anything else, I moved behind Sharon, looked over her shoulder, and stroked her ass while she played. Rick was behind Jean doing the same thing. After a bit, I switched my attention to Jean and cupped her tit as Rick rubbed her ass. Seeing Sharon alone, Rick moved behind my wife, pressed his cock into the crease of her ass, and whispered in her ear. She nodded and then said to Jean, "This guy wants me to go to his room. I'll see you later."

"Have fun," Jean replied as my hand now caressed one of her tits. Turning to face me, she asked, "How about you, Stud? You interested in seeing more of me?" For an answer, I dropped my hand to her ass and led her toward the elevators.

Once the four of us were our room, the two double beds were shoved together, as usual. The rest of the afternoon was spent fucking in every way we could invent. When Rick and I needed a rest, the girls did each other while we watched. It was so hot and erotic watching the two gorgeous women making out, we both got hard very quickly. After that, we enjoyed slowly jacking off as our wives enjoyed repeated orgasms.

When Sharon did Jean with the strap-on, not only did we get hard, we almost couldn't keep from shooting off.
We enjoyed a late dinner that night in one of the four-star restaurants at Caesar’s and then went to a show. We finished up our evening by taking the girls to a male strip show. Unfortunately, when we got to strip club, we found that it was a "ladies only" night. The men could sit in the bar area and watch sports on TV, but the showroom was strictly off limits to men. There were two very large "enforcers" of the rule at the door. The idea, of course, was to allow the women privacy to get down and dirty with the male strippers without being watched by their husbands or boyfriends.

"Well, what do you think," we asked our wives.

` "We want to go," they both said together.

"What about us? What are we supposed to do while you two are having fun with those hung strippers?"

"I guess you just sit at the bar, fantasize about what your hot wives are doing, and get hard. We'll make it up to you later tonight... promise. Come on! We really want to go." Naturally, Rick and I gave in. We also followed Sharon's directions. By the time the show was half over, our cocks were iron hard.

The strip show lasted a little over an hour, but it was over two hours before Sharon and Jean came back into the bar area. "Sorry to be late. The show lasted longer than we expected. Come on. Let's head back to the hotel. Are you guys hard?"

"Like stone. What took you so long?" Rick asked.

"We told you," my wife responded. "The show lasted longer than we expected."

"That's not much of an answer," I said quietly. The women fell silent and remained so as we walked toward Caesar’s.

Finally, Sharon said, "You're right, Stuart. It wasn't much of an answer. In fact, it was a really shitty answer to a very reasonable question."

"So? What happened?" As we walked along the Las Vegas Boulevard, Sharon filled in the details for us.

"The strip show was hot... really hot. The guys danced in teams of three... one after the other. They stripped completely, and every single one of them was a hung stud... and I'm talking HUNG! I don't think any of them had less than seven and a half inches and most were between eight and nine, and they were all thick. But the hottest thing was that they were all hard... I mean really HARD!"

"You're omitting the hottest part, Sharon," Jean interrupted.

"Yeah... they danced right at the edge of the stage and humped those big cocks right in our faces. Back and forth like they were fucking us."

"Did it get you hot?" Rick asked.

"Hot wasn't the word for it, Rick. Our pussies were dripping. Every woman around the stage was rubbing herself. Jean and I both had an orgasm before the first three dancers finished. Then the second set of dancers started, and they were even hotter than the first. Two of them thrust those huge cocks right in our faces."

"And?"

"And we sucked them... and we kept sucking them as long as they stayed in reach."

"It was just impossible for either of us to resist sucking those huge dicks, Honey."
"Was that it?" I asked.

"You know that wasn't it, Honey. During the second half of the show, we continued to suck those cocks whenever they were shoved close enough. Jean and I were both sucking when the two strippers told us to take out our tits. When we didn't do it immediately, they told the women behind us to do it for us. Of course, since it wasn't them who were going to be exposed, they had our tits out in just a couple of seconds. After that, we were sucking the strippers' cocks with our tits out."

My wife turned to Jean and said, "Your turn now. Tell them the rest."

"All right. When the last set of three dancers came on stage, they picked up where the others had left off... humping their cocks right in our faces, teasing us, until we were practically begging them to come closer so we could suck them. Of course, they did and when we were sucking, they told the other women to pull up our skirts."

"I assume they did, right?" Rick asked.

"Yeah. They also pulled our panties down around our thighs."

Just before the last three strippers finished, some of the other guys who had stripped earlier came into the audience and started rubbing their dicks over the women and letting them feel them up. Gradually, they separated four of us from the crowd and told us quietly that the second part of the performance would take place back stage. When the strippers left the stage, the men in the audience just led the four of us back stage."

"And that's where you were for the second hour we waited on you, right?" I asked.

"Yeah. Of course, it was a sex party. The guys took turns fucking us. I'm pretty sure that they all got their cocks into every one of us. They were all wearing condoms, and most of them didn't cum... they just fucked us two and three at a time and made us cum."

All of them fucked us.
"How many?"

"All of them, I think."

"You said that before. How many?"

"Twelve... four sets of three."

By this time, we were walking up the long sidewalk leading to the entrance to Caesar’s Palace. As soon as we entered our hotel room, Jean and Sharon were all over us. Whenever we would cum, they started sucking us hard again. By 2 AM, neither of us could get another erection, so we spent the next 30 minutes giving our wives head until they had cum so many times neither of them could climax again.

When we finally went to sleep, both Rick and I were sandwiched between two gorgeous, naked women.

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Our second day in Vegas was as enjoyable and as erotic as our first. We had a late breakfast, gambled a little in the a few different places, and then took in a lounge show. After the lounge show, Sharon and Jean wanted to shop at some of the places along the strip and in Caesar's. Rick and I weren't that interested in shopping so we set some limits on the spending and told our wives to have fun while we went to another lounge show featuring some really hot looking women.

That evening at dinner, our wives were both giggling over something, but refused to tell us until after we had enjoyed our meal. "Ok," Rick asked. "What's the secret that has you both giggling and laughing?"

"You remember the exchange we had while Jean and I were playing the slots yesterday afternoon?"

"You mean when we pretended to pick the two of you up and you acted like you were hookers while all those guys watched with their tongues hanging out?"

"Yeah, that's it," Sharon grinned.

"So? What about it?"

"Well, apparently we all did a great job of acting because there were two guys watching who were completely convinced that Jean and I are high-priced call girls whom you two high-rollers picked up for some hot bedtime fun."

"I'm not surprised. You both responded like hookers, and the way you were both dressed in those hot, short shorts made you both look the part. So what about it?"

"Well, after we shopped for awhile this afternoon, we stopped at one of the bars here in the hotel for a cool drink. Those two guys were in the lounge. They recognized us immediately and came over. They introduced themselves as Wayne and Marcus and then told us that they were watching when those two guys picked us up at the slots yesterday. At that point, Jean and I both realized that these guys thought we were hookers and were interested in our services."

"So why didn't you set them straight?" I asked.

"Because, Darling, it was an incredible turn-on for two married women in their thirties to be mistaken for expensive Las Vegas hookers. Anyway, they asked if they could join us. Not wanting to end our fun, we both said 'yes' at almost the same time."

"Well, what happened that's so funny?" Rick wanted to know, and for that matter, so did I.

"They got right to the point," Jean said continuing the story. "Wayne asked if we were available to party tonight of if we were already booked. On the spur of the moment, I heard myself saying, 'No, we aren't booked yet, but I doubt that you would be interested considering the price tag.' Sharon was grinning at me when I said that."

"And of course, one of them asked what the price tag was, right?"

"No. Wrong. Actually, Marcus told us that he owned a car dealership that sells Lamborghinis, Ferraris, and Porches. He said that he always tells customers that if they feel the need to ask the price, they shouldn't be shopping here."

"Jezzz! What the hell happened after that," I asked.

Sharon gave me her best seductive smile and said, "I simply asked them what they thought a night with the two of us was worth to them. Wayne just shrugged and asked 'How does $3,000 for each of you sound?'"

I was shocked. Rick was stunned. We were even more stunned when Jean said, "You won't believe what Sharon told them."

"At this point, I'd believe anything. But tell me."

"She said, 'Robert Redford offered Demi Moore $1 million for a night'. That backed them up a little, but Marcus recovered quickly and made a counteroffer."

"Which was?"

"He said that Redford's offer was just a fictional movie... this is real life, but he agreed that Sharon had made a reasonable point. He then offered us $10,000 total for the night."

"That doesn't make sense. I've never heard of such a fee for two call girls. Why are they offering so much and what did you two hookers say to that offer?" I asked.

"Like the man said, Honey, they're rich, high-rollers with money to burn, and they both really want to fuck your wives. We told them that we would discuss it with our guys. He gave us his cell phone number. We supposed to call him back with our answer at 7 PM. That's 10 minutes from now. So what's it to be, Guys? We can just not call, and he'll know that our answer is no. We can call and tell him no, and if he argues, we can ask for more money. Or... we can call and accept his offer. It's your call."

"Why is it our call, Sharon. Rick and I won't be the ones being fucked by Marcus and Wayne."

"True. We'll be ones having all the fun while you two have to find some other female company or watch porn and jack off. All of us will enjoy spending the $10,000 equally... so it's a better deal for Jean and I than it is for you and Rick. Consequently, it should be your decision. Tell me, Stuart... truthfully... does it turn you on to think about your wife being an incredibly high-paid hooker for one night? Or does it leave you angry and cold? If it's the latter, you need to say 'no'."

"Truthfully, it turns me on, but it also worries me since we know nothing about these two guys."

"They're registered guests here at Caesar's. Jean and I checked. The manager told us that they are long-time, highly valued customers. And if we accept, Jean and I plan on leaving our cell phones turned on so you can hear every thing... that is, if you want to listen... do you?"

"Oh god!"

"The thought of listening to your wife being fucked turns you on doesn't it?"

"Yes... yes it does."

"Is your cock hard right now?"

"You know it is."

"Take it out. I want to see how hard my husband is when he's thinking about his wife whoring."

Looking around the restaurant to be certain no one was looking, I unzipped my pants and struggled to get my iron-hard cock out of my restricting pants. When I finally got it out, it stood nearly straight up, hard as a brick, almost eight full inches in its engorged, hard state.

My cock was as big and hard as it had ever been.
"Oh my god!" Sharon hissed. "That's just fucking gorgeous. I've never seen it any harder or any bigger. It's making my cunt throb," she moaned.

"Mine too," Jean hissed.

"I think your cock says your answer is 'yes'. Does you big head also say 'yes', Darling?"

"It doesn't matter. My big head is not in charge. Go for it, but keep your cell phones on so we can listen."

As I hurriedly stuffed my throbbing erection back inside my pants, Sharon was punching out a number on her cell phone.

"Hi, Wayne. It's Sharon. We checked with our guy and it's a go. Cash up front. No checks, as we agreed. We'll meet you and Wayne in the Tahiti Lounge here at Caesar's in 30 minutes. Just one question, Honey... Do you want us dressed whorish? Slutty? Hot? or nice but not too hot? It's your choice, Lover. Ok. See you in 30."

"Come on, Jean. They want us dressed hot and slutty. We've only got 30 minutes. Got to run, Guys. We'll see you sometime tomorrow morning."

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Rick and I discussed our plans for the evening while our wives were up in the room getting dressed to meet Wayne and Marcus.

"I'm really not in the mood to see another show. How about you?" I asked Rick.

"I agree. We've seen enough shows. Should we troll for a couple of interested women?"

"That's one possibility. It certainly beats watching porn and jacking off."

"That's for sure. Any other options?"

"Sure. You could get us some beer and snacks for the room while I go to WalMart to pick some electronic components I'll need to connect the audio and video of my cell phone to the TV in our room. Then, instead of watching a porn video, we can spend the evening listening to our wives being fucked, and if they send any photos, we can view them on the big TV screen."

"So we've got it narrowed down to looking for pussy or listening to our wives getting their pussies used. I vote for listening to our wives."

"Me too. Let's wait until our wives come down. Then you get the beer and snacks, and I'll work on the electronics."

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Once we were back in our hotel room, we both took a quick shower, fixed our make up, and packed small overnight bags containing makeup, contraceptives, and a couple of additional outfits. I decided to wear a micro-mini denim skirt and a tight, white pullover top with four-inch heels. Jean wore a white dress with a gold hem. The top spread wide to expose both tits finally coming together below her breasts. The dress just barely covered her ass. She wore sandals with four-inch heels.

Jean and I were both dressed hot as Wayne had ordered.
We had very little time to make our 7:30 meeting with Wayne and Marcus, so I suggested that we skip meeting our husbands again and go directly to the Tahiti Lounge. Jean agreed. "Besides, if we go back to the bar area and let Stuart and Rick see what we're wearing... or I should say, not wearing... they might change their minds." We both grinned as we walked toward the Tahiti Lounge each carrying our overnight bags.

We were on time, and Wayne and Marcus were already there waiting. Both men opened their mouths to say something, but when they got a good look at us, all that came out was "Damn!" from Wayne and "Fuck! You're both gorgeous!" from Marcus.

"Thank you. We're glad you're pleased and hope you're even more pleased tomorrow morning."

"How long do we have with you two luscious females?"

"Until 10 AM tomorrow morning or until you're finished with us... whichever comes first. It can't be later than 10 AM because we have to check out of the hotel by noon."

"Well, you can count on it being 10 AM tomorrow, Sharon," Marcus replied. "What are you wearing underneath those hot outfits?"

"Just panties," Jean replied.

"Why did you bother with panties?"

"A lot of men enjoy taking a woman's panties off, Honey. If you don't, we'll take them off."

"Right here?"

"Anywhere you like," I said with a seductive smile. "Anywhere ... anytime."

"Great! Your big tits have had me hard ever since I saw them bouncing when you were playing the slots yesterday. Take them out."

"Mmmmm... you are a sexy bastard, Wayne... making us take our tits out right here in the lounge."

"You said anytime... anywhere."

"So I did. This what you want to see?" I pulled my top aside releasing one of my tits. It jiggled slightly when it surged out of my restraining top. Jean simply pulled the bodice of her dress down exposing both of her tits at the same time.

I teased the men by taking out only one of my tits. Jean exposed both. Naturally, they wanted my other tit out as well.
"Fuck! They're even bigger and hotter than I imagined. Incredible."

"Want to see the other one?"

"Hell yes!" Marcus nearly shouted. I pulled the other side of my top aside. When both of my tits were out, I adjusted the top beneath my breasts and posed for the two men. They were both licking their lips.

Once Jean and I both had our tits exposed, the men kept us that way until we left the Tahiti Lounge.
The two men led us to a table and motioned for a waiter. He came over and took our drink orders making no effort to avoid staring at our exposed tits. After he left, Wayne said, "I think he likes your tits."

"I know."

"Did it bother you?"

"Not at all. It turned me on. It turned Jean on too."

"Maybe we should invite him to join the fun in our suite after he gets off work."

"Mmmmmmm... that's hot, and he's cute. Go ahead and invite him.

"You two don't mind another guy?" Wayne asked.

I had to laugh. "There's not much difference between seven and eight, Honey."

While we finished our drinks, Wayne went over and talked to our the waiter. I could see the wide grin breaking out on his face even as far away as we were. After finishing his discussion with the young waiter, Wayne returned and said, "Ok. Time to head up to our suite for fun and games."

"You want us to cover up our tits, Honey, or walk across the lobby with them exposed?"

"I'd love to walk you two foxes across the lobby with your tits out, but you'd better cover them up."

"Chicken," I said grinning as Marcus helped Jean get her tits back inside her dress, and Wayne pulled my white top up over my mounds. As he was getting my tits back inside my top, I noticed that Stuart and Rick were at the bar watching. The sheer eroticism of having our husbands watch as Wayne and Marcus got our breasts covered had my pussy throbbing. I nudged Jean and with a nod of my head, directed her attention to the bar. When she saw Stuart and Rick watching, her lips pursed, and I heard her moan softly. I wondered if our husbands were both hard.

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Wayne had me on one of the couches in the large bedroom of their suite. The men had gotten our tits out as we were riding up the elevator. They both had their hands on our asses as they led us down the long hallway with our tits bouncing.

Two couples came out of their suite and watched as we passed. One of the husbands said, "DAMN! What a pair of racks!" His wife yelled, "JOHN! STOP THAT!" The other wife hissed, "Sluts!", but her husband winked at us and gave Wayne and Marcus a thumbs-up sign without his wife seeing it.

Now, Wayne had me on the couch with my legs open, my tits out, and his hands hefting both of them. His fingers toyed with my hard nipples... pulling, squeezing, and twisting them. Every time he did any of those things, ripples of hot pleasure pulsed through my pussy. I couldn't keep from groaning. "OOOHhhhh... don't stop, Wayne. Squeeze my nipples harder, Honey. That's making my pussy throb."

Every time Wayne pinched or pulled my nipples, my vagina throbbed in response.
"Play with your pussy, Sharon. Rub it. Can you make yourself cum?"

"If you want to see me cum, Lover, I'll cum for you."

"Then do it!"

"OOOoooohhh... mmmmmmm... uunngghh... squeeze my tits harder, Honey...aaaahhhh.. oohhh fuck yessss... just like that. More... MORE... Do me more!"

He pinched both of my nipples sending hot flashes of pleasure surging through my cunt. My fingers rubbed frantically over my engorged clit. In less than a minute, I was convulsing in my first orgasm of the night.

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I had both mine and Rick's cell phones connected to the sound and video systems of the TV with a switch that permitted to change from one to the other. As soon as I activated the system, we heard my wife's voice loud and clear on the hi-fi sound system of the TV.

""OOOHhhhh... don't stop, Wayne. Squeeze my nipples harder, Honey. That's making my pussy throb."

"Shit!" Rick yelled. "Listen to that. They haven't been gone more than 15 minutes, and that stud is already about to make Sharon cum. Damn! This beats hell out of any watching any porn video."

"Play with your pussy, Sharon. Rub it. Can you make yourself cum?"

"ooohhhhhhhh... I'm doing it, Honey... Aaaaahhhhhhhh"

"She's going to cum," I whispered. Looking over, I saw that Rick already had his cock out jacking off as he listened to my wife getting herself off.

"Ooohhh... cumming... watch me, Wayne... I'm cummingg!"

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"Spread wider, Jean. Show me that hot, wet cunt."

"Am I spread wide enough, Marcus?"
"Like this, Marcus? Can you see inside my pussy, Lover? It's ready for your cock... I'm ready. Come on, Honey, don't make a girl wait. Put that big, hard cock in my pussy and fuck me, Marcus. Give it to me!"

"Hot Bitch!"

"UUnngghhh! AAAaaaahhh... ooohhh yesss... You're fucking meeeeeeee... Stick it to me, Lover. AAaaahhhh... uuummmmm... Yes! Yes! Yes!

"AAGGGHHH!... Nail me with that big prick, Stud!"
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I had my cock out now stroking it as we listened to Jean grunting every time Marcus' cock sank into her cunt.

"Oh God, Marcus! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! AAAahhhhh... I'm cumming!!"

"Oh Man! He's fucking the shit out of your wife, Rick. This is almost hotter than watching his dick sinking into her."

"I know... I know. I'm not sure how much longer I can keep from shooting off."

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"Wayne's out of action for awhile, Sharon. Come over here and ride my hard dick, Baby."

"MMmmmm... it is hard... and big. How big a cock are you going to be sticking into my cunt, Al?"

"Seven inches. Come on. I can't wait to feel your hot pussy around my dick, Honey. Ride me.

I moved over to the couch with Al and whispered, "How do you want me, Stud? Cowgirl? Reverse cowgirl?"

"Reverse, so I can play those big tits while we fuck."

Straddling his legs with my back against his chest, I hissed, "Do you want me to put your big cock into my cunt, Lover, or would you rather stick it into me yourself?"

"Put me in, Baby!"

"Mmmmmmmm.... Oh yes! Mmmmmmm... You're stretching me, Al. Aaaahhhh... It's going innnnnnnnnn! AAAhhhhhh... It's in! Fuck me, Al. Screw me hard!"

Al's cock slipped easily into my hot hole.
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"Al? Who's Al?" I asked Rick.

"I have no idea, but whoever he is, he's got his cock up Sharon's cunt right now."

"OOohhh fuck me, Lover. Aaaahh AAahhhh... AAAhhhh... Ram me, Baby. Ram it all the way into meeeeeee! AAGGGHHH! Yes! Like that!"

As I jacked off listening to my howling wife, I wondered how many men were there.

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"Come on, Jean. Suck it deeper. Take it all!"

"I'm trying, Fred... But god... you're so fucking thick... UUummmppffff!"

"That's better... Open wider, Slut. Take my big rod down your throat."

"oommmppff.. oommppff! oommppff!"

"That's the way to suck cock, Honey. Now lock your lips about the base and suck it hard. Pump me up with your mouth! Mmmmmm... ah fuck, that's feels fantastic!"

"Does she have it all down her throat? Is she a good cocksucker?" another male voice asked.

"Yeah... oh fuck yes! Fantastic cocksucker!"

"Well, her ass looks fantastic too. You should see her asshole. It's wet and open and ready for cock!"

"Go ahead, Damon! Plug her asshole while she sucks me off!"

"Great idea! Jean, I'm going to fuck your ass. Maybe you should take your mouth off Fred's cock until I get into your ass. Wouldn't want you biting him."

"Don't worry, Lover. I won't bite him... I'm just going to suck the cum right out of his balls. Go ahead. Fuck my asshole, Damon. Fuck me at both ends."

"Get ready, Jean. Here it comes!"

"UUNNGGGGG... Oh god... big cock! Stretching me! Push harder, Baby. MMmmmmm... Oh fuck! You're in meeeeeee! Your cock's in my asshole!"

"Oh yeah!"

"Fuck her in the ass, Damon!"

"You heard Fred, Honey. Fuck my ass while I suck his cock."

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"I can't hold it any longer!" Rick shouted as his load fired high in the air landing several feet above his head. The first huge stream was quickly followed by three more copious, thick cum jets that hit his face, splattered over his chest, and coated his hands and balls.

"I can understand that! Jean's getting it in her ass and mouth at the same time. That's at least five men fucking our wives... Marcus, Wayne, Al, Fred, and Damon."

At that point, I stroked my dick harder as I heard Fred yelling.

"OOOhhhhhhhh fuck! I'm shooting the load in your hot mouth, Slut. Suck meee! Suck my cum out of my balls, Jean!"

We heard Fred grunting each time he ejaculated more cum into Jean's mouth. Finally, we heard Damon's voice.

"You've drained him, Baby. Now lie back on the couch while I pumped your hot, delicious ass!"

"Yessss.... fuck my ass, Damon. Fuck it hard... I'm about to cum!!"

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"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

"Oh Honey, I love the feeling of your wet cunt around my cock. Bend over further, Sharon, so I can pound it in deep."

"Oh yeah, Vance. Hammer it in... Hard. AAAahhhhhhhhhhh... fuck. I'm cumming! Bang meeeeeeeeeee!"

Wayne and Marcus had recovered by this time and were watching Vance driving his dick into me in doggy position while I sucked both of them... first Wayne... then Marcus... back and forth.

"Damn! The hot bitch is cumming again," Wayne gasped as he plunged his rod into my throat. I gagged slightly but took his entire shaft.

"Fuck her harder, Vance. She's cumming on your cock. Pound it in!"

"Man, I can't hold out much longer. She's just too fucking hot."

"Me too," Marcus moaned as he thrust his dick down my throat.

"Let's all take off these condoms and cream her," I heard Wayne suggesting. "That Ok with you, Vance? You can fuck her again later."

"Hell, yes. You ready? I can't hold out much longer... her cunt's too tight... too hot... too wet."

"Yeah, we're both ready to shoot. Get on your knees, Sharon, with your head tilted back and your mouth wide open and your tongue out. Cup your tits so they'll be a good target for our loads."

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Rick and I had both already cum once, but we were both hard again and jacking off steadily. When we heard the three men discussing creaming my wife, I thought I would lose it before they actually shot all over her.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Rick grunted as his hand flashed up and down his shaft. "I wish we could see that!"

Then we heard the men shouting:

"Here it comes, Sharon. Three big cum loads all over you. Keep that mouth wide open, Slut. Big loads coming in!!"

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Vance was the closest to orgasm, and shot off first. The huge stream of semen from his first orgasm of the night hit my nose and cheek. The first cum ropes were just forming from my chin when the second ejaculation splashed over my tits. The third shot straight into my mouth. As his fourth, smaller load hit my other cheek, both Marcus' and Wayne's dicks exploded covering my face, tongue, hair, and tits with sperm-filled semen.

By the time the three men finished cumming, I was drenched with their cum loads.
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At 11 PM, our young black waiter got off work. He called the room and asked Wayne if he could bring a black friend with him. Naturally, Wayne said "No problem. You know the room number."

When Leon and Larry arrived, I was riding Fred reverse cowgirl with his thick cock buried in my rectum. Al was standing between Fred's legs jacking off as he watched the huge cock sinking in and out of my ass.

"Pull her legs back further, Fred, so I can get into her cunt."

He didn't have to ask twice. Almost immediately, I felt Fred's hands gripping my legs just behind my knees. Slowly, he pulled my knees higher and then back until he had my cunt in fucking position for Al. "Pull your pussy open, Sharon, so Al can get into you," he ordered.

I opened my cunt while Fred's cock pounded my ass.
Reaching down with one hand, I used my fingers to separate my labia and exposed my wet vaginal hole. Al moved closer, fisted his cock, and fitted the swollen head into my opening. He thrust forward bringing a loud grunt of female pleasure from my lips. Then, the two men began to double fuck me.

Leon and Larry had Jean on the bed. She was riding Leon's huge black sex spike while Larry fucked her mouth. The hot slapping sounds of Leon's cock thudding into Jean's cunt filled the room. All she could do was moan and grunt as Larry's thick shaft completely filled her mouth.

Leon cunt fucked Jean while Larry used her mouth.
I heard Leon yelling that he was cumming at almost the same time as Fred's dick began throbbing inside my ass. Al hammered my pussy with hard, deep strokes and moments later, I felt his rod throbbing as he filled his condom deep inside my cunt.

By midnight, everyone except Larry was exhausted. He had a moaning Jean spread out on one of the couches hammering his impossibly thick black shaft in and out of her widely stretched cunt. He had a lot of staying power having already shot off three times, twice in me and once in Jean. Every stroke was driving Jean's ass deep into the couch until finally, she began to shudder in another climax. Her throbbing cunt set Larry off and they came together, their hot moans filling the room.

We all watched as Larry fucked Jean like a wild bull.
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Rick and I shot off almost together as we listened to his wife howling and urging Larry to ram that black cock into her cunt... harder... deeper... faster.

"Oh give it to meeeeeeee! Fuck me with that huge black dick, Larry. Harder... OOhhh.. I'm cumming... you're making me cummmmmm!"

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On the return trip, we visited Carlsbad Caverns and spent a night in Dallas where we visited the Jet Set swing club.

On the last day, Rick was driving with my wife totally exhausted and sound asleep in the passenger seat beside him. Jean and I were cuddled in the rear of the van. We were naked and had spent the last 30 minutes kissing and fondling each other, but had not yet fucked.

"Can we talk for a little bit, Jean?" I asked.

"Of course... provided you keep stroking my breasts and kissing me occasionally."

"This has been the most erotic, fun-filled vacation of my entire life, Jean. It's been far beyond any wild fantasies I had ever had up to a month or so ago. In fact, it has been beyond any fantasies I've ever had."

"I'm so glad you enjoyed it. Truthfully, we were afraid you would hate the things we had planned. Don't you dare tell Rick, but I cum harder on your cock than I do on his. I just love the way you fuck me."

"I won't tell him... provided I get to continue fucking you. Can I? Or is it over once we're home again?"

"No way, Honey. Frankly, you and Rick better both get used to having to satisfy two women regularly from now on. Occasionally, you'll both get some help from other men, but most of the job of keeping us satisfied will be up to the two of you. Think you can handle that?"

"Probably not, but I'm certainly going to try." We were quiet for awhile, then I asked, "Can I ask you some questions, Jean? I really would appreciate truthful answers."

"Ok. Go ahead. Actually, Sharon and I have been anticipating this."

"Do you know how many different men fucked you and my wife on this trip?"

"I do. Sharon and I kept track. We had a bet on who would get laid the most."

"Who won?"

"Actually, it was a dead tie."

"So how many?"

"52!"

I was stunned... shocked. I knew it was a lot, but I hadn't imagined it could have been that many. "Are you certain?" I asked.

"Yep. Want me to list them for you?"

"Please."

"Ok. I'll just list your wife's lovers. Of course, there's you and Rick. The two of you screwed us almost as many times as all the other 50 men combined. Sharon did the truck driver on our first day out. When we got to Albuquerque where you and Rick were too worn out to go out and party with us, Sharon and I pulled a train of eight guys. I only remember one or two of their names."

"That's only a total of 11," I said.

"Sure, but that was just the first three days, Honey. When we went to Blain's place in Phoenix, Harmon banged your wife first followed by Johnson who did her twice in his office. Later on, Sharon was fucked by Travis in the limo where you screwed Elaine. When Travis brought her back to the club, several guys took us into one of the private rooms. Over the next two hours, five men got into your wife and six fucked me. That made it 19 for each of us."

"You have no idea how hard this is making me, Jean."

"The hell I don't! I can feel that big cock throbbing against my thigh right now. Want to stop and fuck me?"

"Later. Do you mind?"

"A little, but I'll forgive you if you really do me good later on."

"Anyway, the next stop was at the Grand Canyon where Sharon and I went on the private tour with Carlos and Julio. While you and Rick rode donkeys down into the Canyon, your wife and I were riding Carlos, Julio, and eight more men who joined the party and fucked us. That makes the total 29."

"Then there was Vegas," I said.

"Oh yes... then there was Vegas. First it was the 12 strippers at the male strip show, and the next night, we whored for Marcus, Wayne, and six other men. That made the total 49."

"Neither Rick nor I knew it would be more than just Wayne and Marcus. Did you and Sharon know?"

"Sure. That's why they paid us so much. It wasn't going to be just two guys screwing us... it was going to be eight. Finally, Sharon and I both did three guys at the swing club in Dallas. So the final tally is 52. Does that answer all your questions?"

"No. That was just the first one. You know that after a few days when Rick spent the week with us while you were taking care of your mother, he was fucking Sharon regularly. In fact, we were having hot threesomes together."

"I know. He told me. And that made me incredibly hot. So what's the question?"

"Sharon and I have been married for five years. What I can't understand is how my wife could have gone from having had sex with just Rick and me when we pulled out of driveway to start the vacation, and now, 14 days later, she's been fucked by another 50 men. What happened? Why did things change so damn fast?"

"They didn't, Stuart."

"What does that mean? Of course they changed."

"No. Not really. Do you remember when we played truth or dare a couple of months ago and Sharon had to tell all of us how many men she had had sex with?"

"Yes. I remember very well. She said four and I was surprised it was so few."

"And do you remember my telling you that she lied?"

"Yes, I do. I assumed that she had screwed a bunch of guys when she was single in college and just didn't want to tell me."

"Well, she did, but that wasn't what I was referring to. Look, Stuart. Do remember the month or so before the trip how every time you would come home from work around 5:30, you would find Rick, Sharon, and I there working on the trip plans?"

"Sure. I was amazed at how much work it was and all that paperwork that was always spread all over the table."

"Honey, the only things we had to do was plan an itinerary, call and make hotel reservations. All that was finished the first afternoon."

"But all those papers...?"

"Just for show, Darling. Just for show. The truth is that Rick would hurry over to your house around 2 PM where Sharon and I were playing in the bedroom. He would join us and we would have sex until almost 5 PM. When you were home on Saturday and Sunday, and we couldn't fuck, it just about drove the three of us crazy.

"Damn! I never knew. How long has it been going on?"

"A little over a year."

"Bull shit!"

"It's true, Honey. Take my word for it."

"But how could all of you keep it so secret?"

"With a lot of difficulty, Honey... with a lot of difficulty. That's why we finally decided that we were going to have bring you on board so we could all have fun and not have to sneak around. And we kept trying, but you just wouldn't relax. Sharon and I flirted outrageously, as you well know, but you would never make a serious pass at me. If you had, you would have gotten into my panties in a flash. We would play all those erotic board games hoping you'd break down and fuck me. But it just seemed hopeless. Want me to continue or this too much?"

"Go on. I want to hear all of it."

"We finally hit on the idea of an erotic 14-day vacation. But the problem was, there didn't seem to be any way to get you to open up your marriage and have fun with us. Then I came up with the idea of saving money by having same-room sex. We knew you would object, which gave us the opportunity to try it out. We did, and you loved it. At that point, we knew it was just a matter of time. Then my mom got sick, and before I got back, Rick was fucking your wife in front of you and you were having threesomes."

"The three of you are really a devious group, but I'm really glad you are. But I still don't understand all the men."

"That's because you haven't asked me how Rick got started fucking your wife."

"I was going to ask that. How did he?"

"He went to a bachelor party for one of his friends. The woman hired to be the entertainment stripped, did a lap dance naked on the groom, got his cock out and fucked him right there in front of a dozen men. Once the groom had been drained, she took on everyone at the party... most of them twice."

"And you're going to tell me that Sharon was the woman?"

"Precisely. When Rick mounted her for the first time, he thought she would freak out. Instead, she just wrapped those long legs of hers around his waist and told him she had been hoping he would make a pass at her for months. While he was pounding his cock into her cunt, she told him that if he didn't tell you, he could fuck her anytime he wanted."

"So that's how it started. Your hot wife has been screwing a lot of other men for a long time. That's what I meant when I told you things hadn't really changed. It just seemed to you that they had because you didn't know what a hotwife you've had for the last five years."

"How did you find out that Rick was fucking my wife?"

"He told me that first night after the bachelor party. We had sex for hours after that it got me so hot."

"Didn't it shock you to find out that Rick had screwed Sharon and that she had pulled a train at the bachelor party?"

"Absolutely not! I had been telling Rick that Sharon was a hot piece of ass. I told him a dozen times that all he had to do was ask and he'd be between her legs in a flash."

"How in hell did you know that?"

"Two reasons. First, women can just tell when another woman is hot for sex and loves it. Second, I'm the same way. Rick fucked me on the first date. He asked me what I'd like to do, and I told him have dinner first and then fuck the rest of the night."

I couldn't suppress my laughter. "You know that Sharon would really be pissed off if she knew that you had told me all this, Jean, but don't worry, I'll won't tell her."

"She won't be angry with me at all, Honey. In fact, she's asked me to try to get you ask all these questions and then tell you every thing. She doesn't want any more secrets between you. She's head over heels in love with you, Big Guy."

"And I'm deeply in love with her too, but I think you're wrong. She's not going to be a happy camper if she finds out you told me."

"You're wrong, Lover," my wife whispered in my ear as she pressed her naked tits against my back and wrapped her hand around my throbbing erection. I've wanted to tell you for a long, long time, but I was afraid I'd lose you."

"You were never in any danger of losing me, Sharon. Never! Are you going to change now that I know?"

"I'm not going to do anything behind your back ever again. But I really like fucking other men and watching you screw other women. I hope you will let me do that from time to time."

"I will. Are you going to let me bang other women?"

Turning to Jean, Sharon hissed, "Get on your back, you hot, slutty Bitch. Pull those legs up so my stud husband can get his eight-inch cock up your cunt! Higher, Slut! Spread wider! That's better. Now stay like that while I put my husband's iron-hard dick your cunt."

My wife swabbed my cock up and down Jean's sex trench being certain to work the head over her erect, swollen clitoris. She groaned and hissed, "OOohhhhh god... put him in me, Sharon. Please stick that huge cock up my pussy, Honey."

My wife slotted my cock head into Jean's opening and pressed down on my ass driving my shaft deep inside her cunt. When I was in her balls deep, she pressed her naked body against my back and whispered, "Fuck the bitch hard, Honey, and shoot her full of cum."

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