"The Wives De-Programming Club"

        Laura was the first one to be fully awake. She smiled appreciatively and let her eyes wander across Lorraine's figure. "Good morning, gorgeous!" 

        "Good morning yourself, lover!" Lorraine joyfully replied.

        Tracy was next. "Hello, pet. That smells delicious!" 

        "Good morning, angel." Larry was the last one to wake up. "That was quite a performance yesterday!"

        "I'm glad you enjoyed it!" Lorraine really meant it, she had had a terrific time herself.

        Glancing at his watch, Larry sprang to his feet and grabbed the cup of coffee Lorraine was offering him. "Yes, the waffles smell delicious, angel; but it'll be just coffee for me. I have a breakfast meeting with Tom Jackson at 7:30"

        "Is he in town?" she asked, surprised. Tom Jackson was not only Larry's most important client, but more important, his closest friend since high-school. A very deep friendship had also naturally developed between Lorraine and Tom's wife, Jennifer, through the years.

        "No, he's checking some real estate for his new plant about 60 miles from here. We'll meet halfway there." Larry dashed upstairs.

        Lorraine sighed, she had wished for a leisurely breakfast, even though she herself had a teleconference scheduled with her publisher in two hours. "You barely have time to make it!"

       "Come here, pet... I'm ravenous." Tracy was openly leering at Lorraine.

        Lorraine promptly passed a plate with waffles to each of the girls, and, after placing the three cups on a coffee table, helped herself to one of the plates, too.

        The three girls hadn't finished their waffles yet when Larry was back, freshly shaved and showered, wearing the black, double-breasted suit Lorraine liked so much. He briefly feasted his eyes on the three seductive, naked women. "Have to run, angel. I love you." He softly kissed her on the lips. "See you later, ladies; thanks for a great time."

       "Are you sure you don't want to stay for dessert?" Tracy asked with a devilish smile. She spread a spoonful of whipped-cream on Lorraine's left breast, and immediately started licking it.

       The cold whip-cream and the unexpected caress made Lorraine gasp.

       "Save some for me!" He flashed his crooked smile. "Have fun, girls."

       "Be careful!" Lorraine shouted at the closing door. The interstate really was murder in the morning rush hour.

       "You are going to be our table, pet." Tracy informed Lorraine. "You told me you still do your ballet routines, right?"

       "Yes, Mistress Tracy. I still do them." Lorraine answered, entering sub space almost instantly.

       "Let's check out your flexibility." The devious Tracy had Lorraine get on her back, arching upwards. Lorraine's feet and palms were her only parts touching the floor. Her tantalizing camel toe proudly opened skywards, glistening with moisture. Her widely parted knees at both sides of Tracy's head, her own head hanging in Laura's general direction.

       "Good pet. Let's see how long can you can hold that position." Tracy ordered Laura to spread the remaining waffles over Lorraine. "Make sure to stuff her cunt with strawberries, I really like them tart."

       Once Lorraine's tits, tummy and thighs were covered in waffles and whipped cream, her pussy was well stuffed with ripe strawberries. Tracy and Laura began licking her all over. They were driving her crazy with lust, their mouths slowly savoring the sweet meal. Tracy was working hard at Lorraine's inner thighs. Laura was happily eating from her tummy, occasionally tracing circles with her tongue around her round, firm, breasts. Lorraine was dying to have her nipples sucked, the strawberries in her love canal mercilessly teasing her; but the girls were not touching her where she needed to be touched.

       The mouths of the girls met in a passionate kiss exactly over Lorraine's exposed and, by now, dripping cunt; still without touching her indecently exposed vulva. They kissed for what seemed like hours to Lorraine, fondling each other without paying any attention to her.

       The torture of being totally exposed and available without receiving the much needed attention was unbearable. "Please, Mistress Tracy, fuck your pet's cunt!" she implored.

        The girls broke their embrace.

       "Oh, the whore wants to be fucked, doesn't she?" Tracy truly enjoyed toying with Lorraine, perhaps as much as she enjoyed Laura.

       "Yes... Mistress Tracy, please fuck your whore." Lorraine, crazed with desire answered.

       "Slave, do you think this bitch deserves to be fucked?" Tracy asked Laura.

       "Only you can decide that, Mistress Tracy." Laura's eyes were cast down when she answered.

       "I don't know, maybe later." Tracy was really having fun. "First, I think we should eat some of these gorgeous strawberries." Her mouth approached Lorraine's stuffed hole and she took the outermost strawberry in her lips and kissed Laura again to share the tart fruit with her lover.

       "Please, Mistress Tracy. I can't hold this position much longer." Lorraine was beginning to feel her arms and legs weaken with the effort and she was quivering from both her arousal and her difficult position.

       "Here, give this slut a strawberry." Taking a second one from Lorraine's soaking wet cunt, with two fingers, Tracy passed it to Laura. The girl immediately fed it to Lorraine.

       Dipping her fingers in the remaining whipped-cream, Tracy ordered Laura to position herself in such a way that her pussy was right next to Lorraine's mouth.

       "Lick my slave's cunt, pet."

       Lorraine, voraciously applied to the task. Tracy, on her part, began eating the remaining strawberries from the human table's drenched vagina, and, simultaneously, inserted two of her whipped-cream covered fingers in Lorraine's nether hole.

       Laura was loudly expressing her appreciation of the tongue-fucking Lorraine was giving her, her moans increasing the other two women's excitement, her wandering hands exploring the roundness of Lorraine's tits, softly circling her rock-hard nipples. These caresses, coupled with her ass being roughly finger-fucked and her welcoming cunt tongued by Tracy, sent Lorraine to a delicious struggle to avoid cumming. Tracy hadn't ordered her to climax yet.

       Prolonging her sweet torment, Tracy began fingering Lorraine's joy hole with her free hand, capturing Lorraine's shivering clitoris with her lips and sucking it in earnest. With her three holes occupied and her tits and nipples fondled by Laura, Lorraine was desperately trying not to cum; specially when she was giving Laura one orgasm after another.

       "Please... Mistress.... aaaah...! Tracy... uuhm...! can... I... cum... for you!" an almost delirious Lorraine begged, her arms and legs were starting to cramp and she was holding the awkward position out of sheer desire to please her mistress.

       Tracy reluctantly removed her mouth from her beautiful pet's clitoris. "We are in your house, not in mine." She laughed. "You can cum whenever you please."

       Laura came again in her mouth, and Lorraine's own climax detonated like a nuclear bomb. Her legs and arms trembling with exhaustion. Her quivering vulva hungrily engulfing Tracy's fingers and tongue. Her asshole was firmly compressing Tracy's fingers, and her mouth was making a desperate attempt not to let go of Laura's pussy. She had a burning need to shift positions, but she couldn't stop cumming and neither could Laura.

       A few seconds later Laura and Tracy helped her move. Lorraine was so stiff that she wouldn't have been able to shift positions by herself. Gently massaging her arms and legs, the two girls kissed her in turns. Each of them letting their tongues explore Lorraine's thirsty mouth. Laura was gently nibbling at Lorraine's lips, Tracy was biting them a bit harder.

       They basically carried Lorraine to her bedroom bathroom, filled the Roman tub with warm water and gently bathed her and themselves. They toweled Lorraine dry and set her in her king-sized bed. Tracy and Laura made love next to her, both of them gently fondling her. Lorraine, still unable to move without excruciating pain in her legs and arms, lovingly watched them, enjoying the attention.

       After both girls came once more, they treated Lorraine to another orgasm of her own. Tracy softly fingered her pussy and Laura, just as softly, kissed her parted lips and caressed her tits and nipples. This was a very soothing, tender orgasm.

       The three girls peacefully hugged for a few minutes. Tracy and Laura got dressed, while Lorraine was sleeping. They woke her up briefly, before they left, to tell her that they had set the alarm clock next to her bed to wake her up in time for her call. Lorraine smiled and went back to sleep.

       Twenty minutes later the steady ringing of the alarm clock woke her. Lorraine quickly showered in cold water to be fully awake for her call and a few minutes later she was on the phone with her publisher.

       When her lengthy teleconference was over, after more than three grueling hours of strenuous negotiations, Lorraine had managed to get an additional seven percent in royalties for her next three books and the advance on each of them would be, at long last, in the seven figures range. She felt very good about herself, she definitely knew how to drive a hard bargain... even when she could hardly move.

       She had to hurry up, lest she be late for her one o'clock with Adrienne.

       She picked matching fire-engine red, crotchless lace panties, a demi-cup bra, garter belt and a pair of suntan hose. Her underwear beautifully highlighted her womanly attributes. Lorraine complemented her attire with an equally red, designer silk skirt ensemble, and high-heels. She decided against wearing any jewelry other than the three-diamond ring Larry had given her on their last anniversary, her inseparable solitaire diamond studs and her trustworthy platinum watch.

       Even fully dressed, she was an instant hard-on. Her sex appeal, together with her self-confidence and poise, had increased dramatically and it was impossible not to notice her.

       Her idea of the previous night, the one that brought a mysterious smile to her eyes, came back to the forefront of Lorraine's attention while she was getting ready to leave. The more she thought about it, the more she was determined to find a way for Tracy and Laura to learn to worship cock at least as much as she did. It was only fair. And, even though she wasn't aware, at a conscious level, that Adrienne's sessions had changed her into the happy slut she was now; she thought that hypnosis could help her achieve her goals with the lesbian couple.

       On her way downstairs she was thinking that she would have to put off for later cleaning up the mess she had surely left in her living room. She was very pleasantly surprised to see that Tracy and Laura had taken care of that before leaving. She made a mental note to thank them; they were not only great lovers, but also very thoughtful. 

       Exactly at one o'clock, right on time as usual, a very sore Lorraine knocked at Adrienne's door. The two women lightly kissed each other's cheek and hugged briefly.

       "You look absolutely magnificent, Lorraine." Adrienne was beaming. She had every right to be very proud of the alluring woman which she had helped Lorraine become.

       Lorraine expressed her appreciation for the compliment and Adrienne invited her to sit down. Even though Adrienne continued receiving, and reviewing with her staff, the tapes of Lorraine's exploits, she spent the next few minutes going over Lorraine's newly acquired ability to sleep restfully every night.

       Lorraine told Adrienne that she was very sore and could definitely use Jacks services, would she mind calling him in?

       "Sure, he'll be here right..." Adrienne was cut off by Lorraine.

       "Actually, let's not call him just yet." She decided to bring up her idea about Tracy and Laura, and she didn't need Jacks around for this. Lorraine was still ignorant that the two girls were part of Lorraine's staff and that they might listen to the conversation if Adrienne and Larry so decided.

       "Okay...?" Adrienne was puzzled.

       "Adrienne, I am curious about something... " Lorraine started hesitantly. She had grown very fond of Adrienne and she didn't want to alienate her. "Since you are comfortable with sexuality, I'll ask. Do you think it is possible to modify sexual drive, or even orientation with hypnotherapy?"

       "Why do you ask?" Adrienne managed to ask in return, completely surprised by the question. Could it be that Lorraine was into what they had done to her? 'No, impossible' she thought.

       'Leave it to a psychologist to answer a question with a question!' Lorraine thought, smiling. To Adrienne, she said: "Well, I have two very dear gay girlfriends and I think they are missing out in a lot of fun by not been attracted to men."

       The prey had turned into a prowler. Adrienne sighed, almost audibly, with relief.

       "I was thinking that, perhaps, you could..." she started.

       "Lorraine, I think I know where you are going." Adrienne gently interrupted. "Can hypnosis make your girlfriends bisexual? Yes and no."

       Lorraine breathed more easily, the idea hadn't scandalized Adrienne. Her answer was intriguing, though.

       Adrienne skirted the question. "Any hypnosis is really self-hypnosis. You can't impose anything on an unwilling subject; but if the desired result is compatible, at any level, with the subject, there are ways to accomplish it."

       "What if the person doesn't know what she wants?" Lorraine didn't realize that she was actually describing herself and the liberating process she had undergone.

       Adrienne smiled enigmatically. "Oh, the subject knows. Maybe not consciously, but at some level, he or she does. Especially regarding sexuality."

       "Why especially regarding sexuality?" Lorraine asked, with child-like wonderment.

       "Because survival is the most basic of human instincts. And sexuality is all about survival; about procreation."

       "Do you mean that every human being wants to have children?" Lorraine asked, her skepticism evident. She had learned all about Eros and Thanatos during her school years, of course; but Lorraine had never been convinced that everybody wanted to procreate.

       "At some point in their life, yes. This is why so many gay couples either participate in artificial insemination or adopt children." Adrienne explained. "Now that doesn't mean that they would care for heterosexual intercourse..." she interrupted herself. A mischievous smile lit her eyes; Tracy and Laura would never hear this conversation. "Unless that was the only option available to them!"

       The logic in Adrienne's words didn't escape Lorraine. "Can someone be tricked with hypnosis?" she said, awed.

       "I've heard it's possible." Adrienne didn't want to be too open with Lorraine about this, but the idea of tricking her two lesbian staffers into bisexuality was a scientific challenge.

       "Would you do it...?" an anxious Lorraine begged. "For me?"

       Adrienne seemed to ponder the question; but she had already made up her mind. "I don't know. Don't take me wrong, I am very fond of you and it would be an interesting challenge, too. However; I would have to clear it with Larry, and...."

       "I know I can talk Larry into it!" an eager Lorraine interrupted. 'After all, I saw the way he was looking at them last night. I'm sure he'd love to fuck the three of us!' she added to herself, getting moist just by thinking of it.

       Adrienne smiled to Lorraine. "And, your girlfriends would have to willingly accept being hypnotized."

       This curbed Lorraine's enthusiasm. "They have to?" she asked, somberly. She didn't know if Tracy and Laura would; well, she did know that Laura would do whatever Tracy decided.

       "Yes, they have to. There is no way around it." Adrienne had noticed the sadness in Lorraine's voice. "I may find a way to build their willingness, though."

       It was agreed that Lorraine would bring the subject up with Larry and that she would also introduce Adrienne to the girls, as her hypnotherapist. Adrienne would research, in the interim, how to turn them into willing subjects if they weren't.

       "Incidentally, do you remember that I asked you to think about helping me help some of the women I will see that might be sexually inhibited?" Adrienne asked casually. "Larry said it was okay with him."

       "I'd love to!" Lorraine replied, a little too eagerly; and blushed. "I mean, this is my last session with you, but I'd really like for us to continue our friendship."

       "Great! You will have a chance to witness first hand how a mind is tricked into doing what the subject really wants." Adrienne was now absolutely sure that Lorraine was not capable of relating the tricks played on the other wives' minds to her own inductions. "Should I call Jacks in now?"

       "Please," Lorraine said and she stood up to walk to the closet.

       Before she reached her destination, Jacks walked in. "Wow, you look absolutely glorious!"

       Lorraine turned around when she heard his voice and dazzled him with her brilliant smile. "Hi, Jacks! I'll be ready for you in a minute.

       "Don't mind me, carry on." He was smiling appreciatively. "Do you realize that this is the first time I've seen you dressed, gorgeous?"

       "You are absolutely right," a giggling Lorraine replied. She reached for the door to the closet, and opened it. She took off her skirt, letting Jacks admire her irresistible, fabulous legs. "I never realized that you had only seen me with the robe or naked."

       Jacks' instant hard-on was proof enough that he was enjoying the show. Lorraine hung the skirt, took off her light jacket and hung it too. Jacks couldn't contain a loud gasp. He had seen this voluptuous woman completely naked many times now, alright, but the way her lingerie highlighted each and every one of her titillating attributes was also a sight to be seen.

       "Do you like me better naked or dressed?" she coyly asked.

       "You have a great taste in clothes. You look fabulous either way." He was being absolutely honest. "Allow me to help you with that," he said, approaching her to unclasp her bra when he noticed that she was having trouble reaching back with her arms.

       "Thanks, I'm a little sore and can really use your expert touch." Lorraine was pleasantly startled when Jacks' finger slid down the crack in her ass while undoing the garter-belt. She smiled provocatively. "That too, but I really need a massage."

       Jacks finished undressing her, dutifully folding her bra and crotchless panties, her hose and garter-belt and placing them on a shelf in the closet. He took her hand to walk her to the massage table. He couldn't help but notice that she really was sore when he laid her down. The massage this time was not to be erotic in the least, this girl's arms and legs muscles really needed attention.

       Adrienne began the induction as soon as Jacks started rubbing Lorraine's arms. The arduous process of switching the effect of her special words from hypnotic triggers to being just the expression of Larry's consent to be as much of a slut as he wanted her to be took them the next two hours. Adrienne also instructed Lorraine to relax all her muscles and to feel how invigorating Jacks' touch was.

       When Lorraine was brought back, she felt as good as new. Jacks was definitely a great masseuse. She stood up from the massage table and quickly French kissed him. "Thank you. I feel much better now."

       "It's always my pleasure, gorgeous." He playfully pinched her right nipple. "I'll let you ladies alone. See you some other time?"

       "You can count on it! Thanks again." Lorraine meant it.

       Lorraine showered and got dressed. She asked Adrienne to meet her for dinner at her restaurant that night. They would discuss with Larry the introduction of the lesbian couple into the wonderful world of bisexuality; and she wanted to celebrate her new book deal too.

       In her car, Lorraine thought that, if Tom Jackson had brought Jennifer on this trip, it would be a great idea that they joined them for dinner too. She called Larry on his cell phone and asked him.

       "Sorry, angel. Jennifer didn't come along this time."

       "It'll be another time, then. But you and I are having dinner with Adrienne at the restaurant tonight. I've got a surprise for you and we need to celebrate!" Lorraine cheerfully replied.

       "A surprise? You did close your new book deal already?" he asked.

       "Yes! And I got a fantastic deal too. But there's more..." Lorraine didn't want to discuss her plan over the phone.

       Tom was a member of the club, of course, even though he and Jennifer lived on the other side of the country. Larry had been trading girlfriends or nude pictures of them with Tom since their high-school years, as well as pictures and tapes of Lorraine and Jennifer, of course. "Tell you what, Tom isn't going back home until tomorrow. We already had planned for you to meet us for dinner, I tell him that we changed plans and we'll meet you at the restaurant. He can spend the night with us."

       Lorraine thought it was a great idea; and she could still get Larry's permission for Adrienne to work on Tracy and Laura without being too specific. Larry obviously would understand what she wanted. She glanced at her watch and verified that she had time for a cat-nap at home before heading for the restaurant.

       She called Laura next, when she remembered the girls' thoughtfulness cleaning up her living room.

       The restaurant was packed, as usual, when Lorraine walked in at the dot of eight. Adrienne wouldn't be there until eight thirty and Larry and Tom would join them by nine. She still had a good half an hour to do her rounds among the patrons and be briefed about the day's operations. But first she described Adrienne to Alfred, her maitre 'd, and informed him that Adrienne was her permanent guest. She was to be shown to the house table every time she visited and there would never be a bill for her.

       Lorraine was already at her table when Adrienne was escorted to it by Alfred. It was eight thirty, exactly. Adrienne was as much a stickler for punctuality as Lorraine.

       Alfred politely pulled out a chair for Adrienne and asked her what she would like to drink. Her cocktail was produced almost instantly by the always attentive , cute young waitress that usually took care of the house table. Lorraine's favorite aperitif didn't need to be refreshed.

       The two women had a very friendly visit without a hidden agenda on Adrienne's part for the first time. Adrienne felt very good about this, as she really had grown fond of Lorraine too.

       Larry and Tom arrived a little after nine. Larry introduced Tom to Adrienne and both men kissed Lorraine. The uniformed waitress was familiar with Tom and produced his usual brand of bourbon and water with a twist of lime, and Larry's trademark Scotch and soda.

       Tom, of course, knew all about Adrienne and of Lorraine's extraordinary change into a world-class slut. He had accepted Larry's invitation enthusiastically, anticipating the pleasure of having Lorraine for the first time.

       The group engaged in a very amicable conversation. Dinner was served. Adrienne declared that her roasted lamb in almond sauce was the best she had ever enjoyed. Tom was as delighted with the blackened filet of sword fish he ordered. It was his favorite menu item at Lorraine's place. Larry and Lorraine shared a delicious Chateaubriand, cooked rare. Lorraine's sommelier had brought a couple of bottles of a chilled, vibrant 1966 French pink wine; perfectly suited to enhance the taste of the three main courses.

       The house dessert specialty, crepes bathed in caramelized milk and topped with whipped cream and nuts, was brought immediately after the diners finished their main courses. Everybody had coffee and liqueurs, except Adrienne, who had just espresso.

       Lorraine was discretely called away by Alfred, and Adrienne took advantage of the opportunity to brief Larry about the excellent ending of Lorraine's hypnotherapy. She was totally open, as she knew that Tom was a club member. The men were delighted to know that now she even wanted to turn Tracy and Laura into bisexuals.

       "So, she will be completely conscious whenever either of her trigger words are used, right?" Larry asked.

       "Absolutely," Adrienne replied. "You may want to have Tom use her second trigger when she comes back to the table, before I go home. It's been a long day, as much as I am enjoying the night."

       Lorraine returned, and Tom immediately inserted her second trigger in the conversation. There was no apparent change in Lorraine's attitude, but she wasn't surprised by a word that wasn't even remotely related to what Tom was saying, either. Tom looked at Adrienne, quizzically.

       "Lorraine, didn't you want to discuss something with Larry?" Adrienne prompted her.

       "Yes," Lorraine said. Lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper, she continued. "I wish that you would let Adrienne work on Tracy and Laura to help them appreciate cock as much as I do. What do you think? Wouldn't you like to fuck them too? Just think about the three of us with you."

       Larry smiled broadly. "I think that's a great idea. If Adrienne accepts, it is fine with me."

       "I already accepted, Larry. I told Lorraine it was up to you." Turning to Lorraine, she added. "But you must understand that I can't guarantee results."

       "Well, but we can try, can't we?" Lorraine was smiling, that special child-like sparkle brightening her beautiful blue eyes.

       "Yes, we will try." Adrienne started to stand up, the two men sprang to their feet. "And on this note, I must say good night. Thank you very much for a delightful dinner."

       As Tom seemed to be skeptical about the effect of the trigger word he had used. Adrienne, decided to show him. "It was a pleasure to meet you. Where are you staying?"

       Lorraine didn't give him a chance to reply. "He's staying with us. And not in the guest room, unless he wants to." She flashed her trademark smile.

       "Proof enough?" Adrienne asked in a whisper, smiling, when she walked past Tom.

       They stayed at the restaurant for just a few more minutes, just enough time for Lorraine to tell the men about her morning with Tracy and Laura. "I'm getting all wet just thinking about it. Let's go home!"

       The men were happy to oblige. Tom would go with Lorraine, and Larry would follow them in his car. Tom thoroughly fondled Lorraine during the entire drive, she was steaming hot when they finally made it to her house.

       "Let's fuck!" Lorraine started to undress as soon as the garage door closed behind the two cars.

       "Not so fast." Tom stopped her. "I want a very slow strip-tease first. I've waited a long time for this."

       Larry smiled, proud.

       They got to the spacious living room. The men sat comfortably. Larry activated the surround sound with the remote, he switched stations until he found one playing light jazz. "There you go, angel."

       Lorraine started moving with the music, performing for her audience of two. She first untied the head band she was wearing. Her thick mane, free of its bounds, flowed through the air with her movements. After the first few notes, she had already choreographed her dance in her mind. They wanted a strip-tease, the prima ballerina would give them the best of their lives.

       She had merged with the beat, mesmerizing the two men with her graceful movements. She unzipped her emerald cocktail dress in the middle of a turn, so fast and so elegantly, that they didn't even notice. She playfully lowered a shoulder strap, raising it again; then both straps simultaneously, uncovering her perfect shoulders, nothing else.

       Another turn, and her dress fell to her waist. The lace teddy she was now wearing, in the same shade as the dress, was visible for the first time, her erect nipples struggling to break free. The roundness of her tits enhanced by the light material. She raised the hem of her dress just to the juncture between her perfect legs, giving the men almost a hint of her piping hot cunt. She turned around, bending over from the waist down, proudly showing her voluptuous ass, barely covered by the sheer fabric of her teddy.

       When she gracefully let the dress slide all the way to the floor, it was impossible not to notice that her juices had soaked the bottom of her lingerie. The swelling of her outer labia making her luscious camel toe even more pronounced. It was evident that Lorraine was ready to be fucked.

       She played with her garters, finally unclasping one, then the other. Larry ordered her to leave the pair of stay-up hose, and her high-heels on.

       She playfully undid the clasps of her teddy in her groin. Letting a wandering finger slide across her lower mouth in the process. She turned around and took off the teddy altogether. She would have continued dancing, with just her hose and high-heels, but Tom had other plans.

       "Come her and suck my dick, whore." He was already unzipping his pants.

       Lorraine knelt before him and her avid mouth promptly covered his cock.

       Larry rapidly undressed after ordering Lorraine to finger her cunt. He moved behind her and asked: "Where do you want to be fucked first, in the cunt or in the ass?"

       Lorraine briefly released Tom's shaft. "Fuck me in the ass."

       "The bitch is greedy! She can continue finger-fucking her pussy, and sucking my cock, while you fuck her ass. Brilliant!" Tom interjected.

       Larry thoroughly licked his wife's glorious back hole, to make it ready for his penis. Once she was coated with saliva, he entered her all the way in a single thrust.

       Lorraine's muffled moans didn't keep her from deep-throating Tom. She was on the verge of an orgasm. Sensing this, Larry grabbed her hips and forced her back; further impaling her. Tom got a hold of her nipples and pulled her towards him. The effect of the opposing pulls forced Larry's cock deep into Lorraine's well lubricated nether passage in one second and Tom's dick all the way to the back of her throat the next. Lorraine couldn't keep from cumming.

       "Is this the way you like it, slut?" Tom asked.

       "The whore loves to have more than one cock at a time." Larry pulled her towards him again.

       Lorraine kept cumming and cumming, each climax more powerful than the prior one. 

       "Drink it all, bitch!" Tom ordered, unable to hold back his ejaculation. He had desired Lorraine for so long, and Jennifer paid so little attention to him, that he came like a teenager. His gushing cock almost drowning Lorraine; but she didn't miss a drop. That had been Tom's best blow-job ever.

       Larry was holding out much better. He took his cock out of Lorraine's ass. "Let's switch places!" he said, still hard as a rock. 

       Tom, his member flaccid after his intense climax, scurried under Lorraine, face up. He immediately went for her tempting cunt. His tongue explored her every fold and he was enraptured by her womanly sweetness. Lorraine sucked Larry hungrily; avariciously taking Tom's still soft organ in her hand. She wanted both cocks in her mouth.

       Lorraine began alternating between the two cocks, luxuriating in the different tastes of both men. Tom inserted a finger up her ass, promptly joined by a second. Pretty soon he had the five fingers of his left hand in Lorraine's asshole, while the fingers of his right hand were deep inside her blistering cunt, and he was sucking her clitoris hungrily. Lorraine was rocking her hips violently. Larry was about to explode in his wife's throat, and Tom was steel-hard once more.

       "Fuck me good, bastards!" she yelled. "Use me like a whore!"

       Her words sent Larry's cock spurting its load deep in the back of her throat. Lorraine furiously jerked Tom's dick. She came wildly yet once more, waves of lust making her entire body shake. She voraciously held on to both cocks, savoring her husband's cum to the last drop.

       Larry pulled out, and she avidly replaced his dick with Tom's in her mouth. Tom sucked her clitoris with unbridled passion, making her cum again. Their licentious sixty-nine made Larry's penis stand at attention once more. He got behind Lorraine, reveling in his wife's bobbing rump.  "What about a sandwich, Tom? Don't you want to fuck her ass too?"

       Tom was only too happy to accommodate his friend's request. Lorraine was left on all fours on the rug, savagely fingering her insatiable twat. Tom's cock easily slid all the way into her rectum and Larry had his rod target her welcoming sheath from below.

       "This... feels... so good!" Lorraine was ecstatic. "Fuck... me...!" With both her lower holes properly filled, Lorraine experienced yet another series of orgasms.

       "Your ass is so tight." Dick was trying to hold back his own orgasm. "I'm... going to... cum!"

       "Cum... inside... me. Fill... my... cunt... and.... aaaah...! ass!" Lorraine was cumming once again, triggering the men's potent ejaculations too. Larry covered her mouth with his; they kissed passionately.

       They lay on the rug for a few minutes, beat. The only sound was the light jazz in the background and the trio's harsh breathing.

       "You are the best fuck I've had." Tom finally broke the silence. Lorraine offered him her parted lips, they kissed with gusto. She then kissed Larry again.

       "So, when does Jennifer join us?" she playfully asked. Delighted in the knowledge that she was a better fuck than her friend.

       "Pretty soon, hopefully." Tom wistfully said. "Would you like to have her, Lorraine?" He already knew how much Larry wanted to fuck Jennifer.

       "Yes. You know how much I love her... " Lorraine pensively replied. "And, if we don't include her I'd feel like we were cheating on her."

       "We don't want to cheat on Jennifer, of course." Larry responded. "I'd really like to see you two girls together, and I'd love to fuck both of you afterwards."

       "Let me tell you what we'll do." Tom started, as if it had just dawned on him. "Your idea about having Adrienne turn your lesbian lovers into bisexuality is brilliant. If she succeeds, we could try a similar approach on Jennifer?"

       "It could work," Larry said, also pretending that the thought had never crossed his mind. If Lorraine was to help, actively, to turn the other club members' wives into true sluts, she would have to be privy to the whole scheme.

       "But Jennifer is always so busy and I doubt that she would accept staying here for a few weeks, away from her beloved nuclear plant, just to be hypnotized." Lorraine said, pensively.

       "Well, we will find a way. Perhaps we can try with other women." Tom wouldn't give up. "Larry told me that you were royally fucked by several of his friends the other day..." he stopped himself, worried that he might have gone too far.

       "Oh, yes. It was a most wonderful experience." Lorraine smiled, cherishing the memory, and quickly added. "Almost as good as tonight!"

       Larry cracked up. "You are a total whore, aren't you? I love you so much."

       Tom breathed easier. "Perhaps we can help Adrienne fine tune her technique with some of their wives too?"

       "Adrienne already asked me to help her with some of them. She mentioned that some of them may not be as whorish as I am... Hey! That describes Jennifer, I know she's got be to very inhibited. As close as we are, I've never seen her naked." The thought of fondling her shapely friend, Tom's wife, made the ever near moistness invade her cunt. She absentmindedly began fingering herself, casually letting her free hand arouse her nipples.

       "Man, you are truly insatiable!" Tom exclaimed with veritable admiration for her stamina. "I don't think I could get it up again, even though I'd love to fuck your cunt this time."

       Lorraine moistened her lips with her tongue. "You couldn't? Really....?" She extracted her finger from her vagina and licked it clean.

       Larry flashed his crooked smile, he just loved the new and improved Lorraine. He could never tire of her wanton displays.

       Lorraine took the men by a hand, and walked them upstairs, to her and Larry's bedroom. "I haven't been fucked on my bed for a couple of days now."

       She lay on the bed, and the two men sat at the corners. Lorraine seductively spread her legs, bent them at the knees and opened her damp slit with both hands in lewd exhibition. She moved her hands to her tits and pressed them against each other. She turned around, bending her knees under herself, and spreading her ass cheeks wide with both hands.

       When she turned to lie on her back again, she stared at the men's erections. "You couldn't, eh?" she said, provocatively letting her fingers enter her glistening canal.

       The men watched the show, savoring every detail of her performance. When she reached orgasm, Tom used her abundant juices to make her rear passage slippery again. Larry offered her his engorged cock and she ravenously took him in her mouth.

       Tom mounted her and fingered-fucked her ass. He marveled at how hot and tight his best friend's wife was. Lorraine was avidly deep-throating Larry and fondling her own breasts and nipples. 

       One of Larry's hands replaced hers and teased her firm nipples, pinching them with alternating pressure; his other hand pulling Lorraine by the hair, hard.

       Lorraine let one of her hands move to Tom's ass, and the other one to Larry's. She had always liked a man's strong butt. She explored her men's buttocks and thighs. Thrilled. They increased the tempo of their thrusts. The wonderful feeling of being totally loved came over her, eliciting one of the soothing orgasms she liked the most. Her soft moans sent waves of lust through the men's bodies; both of them shot their loads deep into her when she was cumming, in an earth-shattering simultaneous orgasm.

       Larry kissed her tenderly, while Tom, lying at her side was gently stroking her hair. "Do you know just how much I love you, angel?"

       "Yes. Just as much as I do you, my love." An exhausted and overjoyed Lorraine replied right before getting out of the bed. "I need to pee," she explained.

       "Can I watch?" Tom teased her.

       "Of course, you both can!" she happily answered.

       Larry filled the Roman tub and they merrily soaked in it for several minutes, then went to bed. The three of them had an early day.

       "It's wonderful that your mothers taught you to share your toys when you were little." Lorraine cheerfully said, taking one cock in each hand. "Oh, you still are little," she added, right before she fell asleep; a playful smile still on her lips.