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Subject: {ASSM} Master PC: Creampie Edition Chapter 7 (MFF, FF, exhib, creampie, squirt, mc)
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Master PC: Creampie Edition By OBOne (obone75@yahoo.com)

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Warning: The following is an erotic fantasy, which includes references to 
Mind control. Not to be read by individuals under the age of sexual 
consent in your country. This article may be published unaltered 
electronically, or via paper provided it is 'Not for profit' (and you let 
me know). Publication via charging media only with the express permission 
of the author. No alterations allowed to this document, including this 
message.

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 Chapter 7 - Always Cum in Three (
MFF, FF, exhib, creampie, squirt, mc)
 Chris was not looking forward to 
this. Shopping with Sandy was never the most pleasant experience, with all 
the waiting, running back and forth between shops, and trying everything 
on. He had even tried to teach Sandy the joy of Internet shopping. Click 
here, click there, and boom, the goods are there couple of days later! Of 
course the joy of shopping is not just the goods but also more the action 
itself, as Sandy kept reminding him. To Chris, shopping seemed more like 
torture than pleasure but he knew it was part of the deal of having a 
gorgeous wife. You give some, and you get some. So instead of making a 
fuss about being drag through the shopping mall all day, Chris just sat on 
the sofa in the living room and watched the sport highlight of the night 
before while waiting for his wife to get ready.
 He had to watch the sport 
highlight because after Chris sent the email, he went to the kitchen to 
get something to drink. He needed the fluid after all the sex he had has 
that day, first with Andrea then with his wife. He poured himself a large 
cup of cold water from the refrigerator and decided to talk to Sandy in 
the laundry room.
 Sandy was just getting the washing machine to start 
when Chris walked in behind her. For the second time of the day, Chris was 
reminded why he loved his wife so much. Sandy was leaning over the large 
washing machine on tiptoe, even though it was not really necessary with 
her above average height. Her robe rode high over her back, exposing the 
bottom half of her bare butt. He knew she was doing it on purpose to tease 
him so Chris decided to make Sandy paid for it. He mentally commended his 
cock to full hardness and stepped behind Sandy, pinning her against the 
washing machine. He grabbed both of her wrists and pulled them behind her 
back. Using one of his hands, Chris held her wrists there while pulling 
her robe down her shoulders and partly down her back. With her arms now 
restrained, Chris took his cock out and buried it into Sandy's cunt in one 
hard thrust.
 They ended up fucking there over the washing machine for the 
next half an hour. Sandy moaned and screamed from the moment her cunt was 
penetrated by her husband cock. Her clit was at just the right height to 
bump again the edge of the washing machine with each thrust and soon an 
orgasm overcame her. Then the washing cycle started and the vibrations 
sent Sandy into multiple-orgasm until Chris spilled his hot cum into her 
pussy the second time of the day twenty minutes later. Both of them were 
truly exhausted by then and they literally fell asleep on their unmade bed 
for the night.
 And thus, Chris missed the sport news and much of his 
usual time alone in his study. When he woke up the next day, it was 
already mid-morning and he could smell the coffee brewing and bacon 
cooking from the kitchen. Thinking that his wife must be raring to go 
shopping, Chris went to the shower and got ready before going downstairs 
for breakfast. Alas, his wife kept him on his toes and Sandy was still 
dressed in her bathrobe when Chris walked into the kitchen.
 "Wow! You are 
up and ready in 30 minutes and before me, no less!" teased Sandy. "Sit 
down and have your breakfast while I get ready. Eat it all, you need your 
strength today and it is not just for shopping."
 The shower was still 
going after Chris finished his breakfast so he figured what was more 
appropriate use of free time then catching up with sport news. Sandy 
finally appeared after further thirty minutes and Chris again wondered 
what the hell woman did to get ready. Sandy was in her dress down mode so 
it was just tight t-shirt and jeans. Her hair was pulled back into a 
ponytail and she had just a small amount of make up on. Chris could not 
for his life work out how Sandy spent about the same large amount of time 
for dressing up or dressing down.
 For the next four hours, Sandy and 
Chris went through the shopping trip in their own way. Sandy was looking 
at everything that caught her eyes while Chris walked with her spaced out 
most of the time apart from when he needed to make the usual yes/no 
answers that his wife sometimes wanted but never needed.
 Chris put those 
hours to good use though. He might looked like the bored husband on a 
shopping trip with his wife to most other shoppers but his brain was 
working overtime. They were going out for a nice dinner that evening and 
then onto the club, where Sandy would meet Andrea for the first time. 
Chris was not sure how his wife would react to the idea of having sex with 
another woman. As far as he knew, Sandy had never has sex with another 
woman before despite the wild sex life she had during her college year. So 
Chris would need to use the Program when they got home and added some 
modifications for his wife. As for Andrea, he was not entirely sure 
whether he needed to use the Program at all. From the tone of her email, 
Chris got the impression that Andrea might be up to anything he wanted her 
to do as long as she got to have his cock. Or was it his cum? Chris only 
made the connection then as he trailed behind Sandy through the clothes 
section of a department store. So he was feeding Andrea's cum fetish, 
Chris mind suddenly made a connection between that and something else that 
had been on the back of his mind for awhile and he proceed to lay out what 
kind of modification Sandy and Andrea would needed.
 Chris had it all 
figured out in his headway before the end of the shopping trip and he was 
pretty smutted about it himself. He could not wait to get home and 
implemented the commands to both his wife and Andrea.
 Sandy's mind was 
not idle either. She was considering what clothes she should wear to the 
restaurant and club. Her urge to wear as little as possible to show off 
her new body was great but mentally, Sandy had not caught up with her 
physical development yet. Thus she did not feel Chris would approve some 
of the outfits she had bought earlier in the week to be worn outside of 
their home. As she was contemplating the clothing choices, Sandy noticed 
her husband far away look and put it down to his stressful job again.

----

On the drive home, Sandy and Chris both made small talk but the air was 
thick with anticipation for different reasons. Sandy was getting excited 
about what she had planned for her husband that night, and onto the early 
hours of the next morning if she had anything to do with it. Chris, on the 
other hand, could not wait to be the receiving end of what he had in mind 
for Sandy and Andrea for future and the coming evening would be the 
beginning of it all.
 As soon as all the shopping and groceries were 
unloaded into the kitchen, Chris went to the study room in the pretense 
that he was going to catch up with works. In reality, he was using The 
Program to apply new modifications to both his wife and Andrea. Sandy did 
not suspect a thing as Chris worked in the IT industry so computers were 
part of their life since they met years ago. She had many household chores 
to do anyway so an occupied husband was much preferred than an idle and 
horny husband!

----
 Time flew when one was having fun. By the time Chris 
had formulated all the commands needed for The Program, then checking for 
errors and loophole, then re-checking again, couple of hours had gone by. 
As he was finally satisfied by his work, Chris set the speed of 
modification and hit the 'Apply' button in The Program.
 Sandy had already 
finished all the household chores a little while ago and now she was 
relaxing in the living room watching a TV show she recorded last night. 
This particular episode was one of the less well-made one, 'Probably 
saving budget for another episode,' thought Sandy. 'Lots of talking and 
not much action.' Then Sandy took notice the tank top and tight shorts 
that one of the female character was wearing in the scene. The outfit had 
nothing to do with the story or this particular scene apart from showing 
off the actress' almost perfect body. Sandy could not fail but impressed 
by the way the actress always presented the best side of her body to the 
camera, showing off the fullness of her tits outlined by the tight tank 
top or the curve of her ass covered by the shorts.
 Unconsciously, Sandy 
wondered how would those firm, and possibly silicone enhanced, tits would 
feel in her hands. She caught glimpse of the impression of the actress' 
nipples on the tank top and the urge of running her tongue over them ran 
strong. As the scene in the show changed and another beautiful actress was 
on the screen, wearing a short tube dress, Sandy was curious how would she 
felt if she wore a dress, or any other outfit for that matter, like for a 
normal day without any underwear. She had already flashed some people in 
the mall but that was just a short time and in any case she still had her 
panties on. Going without any underwear would be a big leap.
 Then the 
actress on the screen was walking away from the camera and her pert ass 
swayed left and right under the confine of the tube dress. The thought of 
touching that ass ran through her mind and Sandy could just image running 
her hand lower and felt the softness of the cunt lips. 'What would her 
cunt taste like?' wondered Sandy. Though no stranger to her own taste 
Sandy had never touched, let alone tasted, another woman in her life. 
These sudden erotic thoughts should have alarmed Sandy but of course Chris 
had done a thorough job and her mind took the thoughts as natural as 
contemplating what food they would have in dinner. 'What about having my 
cunt lick? What would that feel like?' The thought of having sex with 
another woman no longer seem alien and strange to Sandy. Now it became a 
curiosity.
 Sandy was brought back to the present by the footsteps of 
Chris from the study room. He walked into the living room and sat down on 
the sofa next to her.
 "How's the show?" queried Chris.
 "Crap. Budget 
saving episode."
 "Ah, one of those." said Chris. He noticed, as he walked 
into the room, that Sandy's nipples were hard underneath her t-shirt. Of 
course they would, considering the kind of thoughts he had planted into 
her mind just seconds ago.
 "Well, you should get start on getting ready 
for tonight. You know you woman takes far longer than us man!" teased 
Chris.
 Sandy elbowed Chris in the ribs playfully, jumped up and ran into 
the bedroom to get ready. She spent her time in the shower deciding what 
she would wear and ended up with what Sandy thought would strike a good 
balance of slutty-ness and sophistication.
 As Chris and Sandy were 
driving to the restaurant, she was dressed in cocktail style dark purple 
halter-top with a black wrap around skirt, ending a couple inched above 
her knees. The halter-top had a deep V front, leaving a large amount of 
Sandy cleavage on show. From the other side, her smooth and tan back was 
on displayed from the top of her neck to the lower part of her back, as 
Sandy had her hair bunched up with a large purple plastic clip. She had 
worn this wrap around skirt many times to work. It had long string that 
ran around the waist and held the skirt up with a knot tied at the side. 
The overlapping of the skirt material meant one end of the skirt started 
from Sandy's right thigh with the other end covering the first and ended 
up on her left hip. To finish off the outfit, Sandy had a pair of three 
inches high stiletto heels on her bare feet. She had decided against 
wearing stockings or tights, as she loved the feeling of her bare flesh 
against her husband's during sex. Stockings or tights would just get in 
the way or slow down the undressing part.
 Chris was happy with what he 
saw. Sandy's outfit was sophisticated but on close inspection and 
imagination, sexy. It was obvious that she was not wearing a bra but was 
she wearing panties, Chris wondered. He could run his hand up her thighs 
now to check but Chris decided against it. He would rather be surprised 
later on that night.

----
 Dinner was what they expected, great food, 
great wine, and great atmosphere. So by the time they arrived at the 
doorsteps of the club, both Sandy and Chris were pretty relaxed by the 
wine they had during dinner. The club was one of those late 'starters' so 
they were able to manage to find a nice, secluded table on the upper floor 
balcony overlooking the dance floor.
 Chris looked at his watch after he 
sat the drinks on his hands down on the table. It was still another half 
an hour before Andrea supposed to turn up. So he decided to enjoy the time 
with his wife before the night of sexual activities begin. From the table, 
Chris could see most of the dance floor apart from directly below, unless 
he stood up and leaned over the barrier. From where he sat, Chris could 
also see the bar on one side with the entrance of the club facing it. Thus, 
he should have no problem spotting Andrea unless she was standing directly 
beneath their table, under the balcony.
 Andrea turned up right on time 
and amid the flashing lights, Chris spotted her as she was making her way 
across the dance floor towards the bar. He told his wife he was going to 
the bathroom and reached Andrea just as she was ordering her drink. Chris 
looked up briefly to make sure his wife was looking at him. Sandy was more 
interested in the mass of people on the dance floor than the static 
display of club goers waiting their drinks, or their turns to order.
 "So 
you decided to turn up after all?" quizzed Chris as he stepped right up 
against the back of Andrea.
 Andrea turned her head towards Chris and 
shouted, "Hey! You are here! I was so sure you wouldn?t be here at all."

"Are you ready for tonight then?" Chris shouted back, trying to converse 
over the loud music.
 "You bet! That's why I'm here, isn't it? Where is 
your wife?"
 "She's upstairs, sitting on her own right behind me. You know 
what you need to do right?"
 Finally getting her drink Andrea turned 
around and whispered into Chris' ear, "Give me 10 minutes. I can't wait to 
see what you've planned for me." With that, Andrea squeezed past Chris and 
walked towards the direction of the stair.
 As Andrea walked away from him, 
Chris finally got to see what she was wearing. From the back, he could see 
that Andrea was wearing a see-through white blouse tied at her waist with 
a dark bra underneath. She had a pair of very tight pants on that showed 
off her long, tight legs. The thing that really caught Chris' attention 
was the waistline of the pants. It was one of the extra low waistline 
styles that were so in fashion at the moment. The waistline was so low 
that Chris could swear he can see the crack of Andrea ass with each step 
she took.
 Chris thought it may be tough to spend ten minutes in the 
bathroom but in the end it was out of his hand. As usual there was a long 
queue (though nowhere as long as the one for the ladies) of men outside 
the bathroom, waiting to relief themselves. By the time Chris made his way 
back to their table upstairs, more than fifteen minutes had past. As he 
approached their table, Chris was not sure how thing had worked out but 
what he found was Sandy and Andrea deep in conversations with lots of loud 
laughter in between.
 Chris sat down next to Sandy with Andrea on the 
other side of her, "Hi honey, you OK?"
 "Great! This is Andrea. Andrea, 
this is my husband Chris."
 Chris and Andrea pretended to acknowledge each 
other as newly met strangers while Sandy continued, "Andrea asked me for 
the time, and she was stood up by her boyfriend. We got talking and 
apparently we both grew up from the same area!"
 "Really? That's pretty 
spooky!" Chris looked past his wife and saw the smirk on Andrea face.

"Yeah, and we knew the same people but for some reason we've never met. 
That's so strange." Sandy paused as she took a sip from her drink. "As 
Andrea was stood up, you don't mind her joining us for awhile do you?"

"Mmm... sure, why not?" Chris pretended to be reluctant.
 Sensing it Sandy 
leaned close to her husband and whispered into his ear, "Don't worry, we 
will still have our fun tonight. Who know, may be we can get Andrea to 
join in."
 Chris was taken aback but he could not sure whether his wife 
was joking or not from the expression on her face. With that Sandy turned 
back to chatting with Andrea and left Chris alone. 'May be the commands 
from The Program are working better than I expect,' thought Chris as he 
enjoyed the sight of two sexy creatures sitting right next to him, waiting 
to be taken.
 Sandy was having a great time herself as she chatted with 
Andrea. She could not believe how much in common they had. Of course Sandy 
did not know that Chris planted all the necessary information into Andrea 
mind that afternoon. As more people were getting into the club and dance 
floor, the music increased along. Normal conversation was no longer 
possible so Sandy and Andrea had to talk to each other mouth to ear 
fashion, close quarter. It was during one of these times when she had to 
lean towards Andrea while Andrea spoke into her ear that Sandy noticed 
Andrea's tits through the see-through blouse. Though not as large or firm 
as her own tits, Sandy was mesmerized by the deep cleavage created by the 
push-up bra Andrea wore. She wanted to see the rest of Andrea body while 
Andrea was still talking to her so Sandy moved away slightly to pick up 
her drink from the table. Quickly Sandy captured as much as she could and 
what she could make out made her heart skipped a beat. Sandy knew already 
that Andrea was wearing tight pants but she did not realize it was one of 
those new low waistlines one. With Andrea sat down, the low waist line 
barely covered half of her ass at the back and from the front, Sandy could 
make out the 'V' shape made by Andrea's front hip bone and her pubic mound. 
Sandy realized that there was no way Andrea was wearing any panties and 
she wondered how the tight crotch of the pants felt on Andrea's cunt.

Sandy realized that Andrea had been shouting in her ear, asking her 
whether she wanted to dance. So they took their drinks and made their way 
down to the dance floor leaving Chris to guard the table. They started off 
dancing just like every body on the floor and Sandy noticed that Andrea 
was a really good dancer. She was a nature as Andrea twisted and turned 
her body this way and that. Not before long, Sandy and Andrea were bumping 
into each other as they really got into the swing of dancing. It started 
off in the beginning as accidental bumps as the dance floor got more 
crowded. But soon, Andrea was deliberately bumping and grinding her body 
into Sandy's, making sure she was touching Sandy's tits and the sides of 
her ass. Sandy could not help but responded to Andrea electrifying touch 
and started grinding her own body back against Andrea. Their dancing did 
not go unnoticed by the nearby crowd and most of the men were stealing 
more than just glances at Andrea and Sandy.
 Then the music was changed to 
a slower pace and Andrea grabbed Sandy's hand and led her through the 
dancing crowd towards the edge of the dance floor. There they found that 
Chris had vacated their table and was waiting for them with drinks in each 
hand. Both women took their drinks from Chris and as Sandy took a sip of 
her drink, she realized that her husband must had seen how they were 
dancing on the dance floor. If the club lighting were not dark, Chris 
would had noticed his wife blushed heavily at the moment. But that was 
unnecessary as Chris knew exactly how his wife would feel and while Sandy 
was still deep in her own erotic thoughts, he turned to face Andrea and 
raised his eyebrow.
 Andrea leaned across and told Chris, "Your wife 
doesn't know it, but she is one of the sexiest woman I've met. Can't wait 
to get my hands on her pussy."
 "You will, you horny slut." Chris laughed 
back.
 Andrea then stepped past Chris and asked Sandy, "I don't think my 
bastard of the boyfriend will turn up. I would rather chat with you than 
stay here. You want to leave and go somewhere else?"
 Chris chipped in, 
"Why don't we go back to our house? We have plenty of wine and beer."

Both Andrea and Chris could sense that Sandy was not keen on the idea and 
her mind was struggling to get a grip on the situation. On one hand, she 
knew that there were probably nothing between her and Andrea and all 
Andrea wanted was chat. And that her husband was just being a gracious 
host. On the other hand, Sandy could not help but felt that there was more 
to it than met the eyes. She could feel the attraction between herself and 
Andrea and deep down Sandy knew she wanted to feel Andrea body next to 
hers.
 "What do you say, honey? Let's get out of this place." asked Chris.

"Yeah, let's go." Sandy threw caution to the wind and decided that 
whatever came will come.
 As the three of them made their way towards the 
exit, Sandy announced "I need to go to the ladies before we leave."
 "Good 
idea, I will go with you." Andrea told Sandy.
 "Ok, I will go and bring 
the car to the front and wait for you guys." Chris answered and watched 
two sexy women queued up waiting to get into the bathroom. He still could 
not believe his luck. To have to so fuckable women, one so innocent but 
slutty, and the other one just outright nympho and kinky. Chris shook his 
head and proceed to pick up his car with a knowing smile on his face.

Sandy and Andrea chick chatted while they waited and within five minutes, 
they were both in their own cubicle. Sandy hiked up her skirt and pulled 
her dark purple lace panties down. It was then Sandy realized how aroused 
she was from the erotic dancing she did with Andrea. Sandy knew her pussy 
was wet but thought the rest of wetness was just sweat she worked up. As 
she pulled her panties down to her knees and sat down on the toilet, Sandy 
got a good look at herself. Her juices matted down her well-trimmed pussy 
hairs and her whole crotch was shinny from the excess juices that her tiny 
panties could not soap up. Her pussy lips were puffy and as urine streamed 
out from her, Sandy could see her engorged clit slowly peek out from the 
fold of her pussy lips after being released from the confine of her tight 
panties for the first time since getting into the club. She could see her 
clit pulsated with her heartbeat. Sandy closed her eyes while her bladder 
continued to empty, 'Oh God, can I be more horny?' Then she remembered her 
incident in her car, the masturbation session in the office bathroom, and 
the sex clothes shop exhibition. 'What am I becoming? A slut?'
 Finally 
her urine was exhausted and the flow stopped. On impulse, Sandy decided 
not to wipe up her pussy juices so she dabbed carefully around her wide-
open pussy to try to clean up, while leaving her pussy juices in place. 
Carefully she pulled the wet panties up her thighs and onto her mound. The 
front of the panties mashed Sandy now exposed clit against her body.

"Fuck!" hissed Sandy and she let her skirt down. She got out of the 
bathroom and found that Andrea was already waiting for her.
 "Let's go, 
girlfriend!" smiled Andrea and both of them made their way towards the 
exit.
 Chris was parking the car outside the club when Sandy and Andrea 
were just getting into their bathroom cubicles. As he sat in the driver 
seat waiting for the two women in his life to come out from the club, 
Chris noticed the time on the dashboard clock. 'Ah, the first set of 
commands should be activated in a few minutes.' thought Chris. He had 
carefully crafted multiple sets of commands for both Sandy and Andrea to 
be activated at different preset times throughout the evening.
 The chilly 
fresh air was a nice change from the sweaty and hot atmosphere in the club. 
Andrea suddenly became aware of the perfume Andrea was wearing as they 
walked across the street to the car. The smell was intoxicating and novel 
to Andrea. Then it hit her; it was not perfume, it was the smell from 
Sandy's pussy juices! The realization made Andrea pussy tightened and 
juices up, damping crotch of her tight pants. She could not wait and got 
to their house so she could jump on Sandy.
 Sandy and Andrea reached the 
car and Sandy decided that instead of sitting in the front seat and turned 
around to chat with Andrea, she would also seat in the backseat. Sandy was 
thankful that Chris had opted for the leather seats option, otherwise she 
would have leave a huge wet stain on the seat.
 As Chris started pulling 
off the curb and headed home, the smell of pussy juice hit him for the 
first time. "Mmm... it works." muttered Chris.
 "What did you say? Honey?" 
quiz Sandy.
 "Nothing, just thinking about work that's all."
 Sandy turned 
back to chatting with Andrea in the backseats and thought nothing more of 
what she heard.
 The car ride home was uneventful. Sandy and Andrea did 
nothing but girl chatting the whole time, and Chris flicked his eyes at 
the mirror to just simply enjoy the view.
 "Why don't you show Andrea our 
house?" Chris suggested as they stepped into the living room. "I will get 
some drinks ready while you do that." Chris hoped that Andrea would use 
this opportunity to make some advance toward his wife. Their house was not 
big so there might not be enough time for Andrea to do anything. If that 
fail, there was always The Program.
 Chris was surprised at himself that 
he was actually pouring some wine while he concentrated his hear on the 
noise upstairs. They were first in their master bedroom, then Chris could 
hear the footsteps turned towards the study. Shortly after that, the 
footsteps were at the bathroom where it ended.
 Andrea was not really 
paying any attention to what Sandy was saying as she showed Andrea the 
house. As she followed Sandy up the stair, Andrea could see the wet patch 
on the back of Sandy skirt. Sandy was also leaving a trail of pussy 
fragrance as she walked around the house, making Andrea more arouse by the 
seconds. She knew it was her chance when they made their way to the 
bathroom. Andrea closed the bathroom door behind her after both of them 
were inside. Before Sandy could turnaround, Andrea grabbed her by her 
waist and pushed Sandy into the bathroom sidewall.
 "What?! Oommfff" One 
moment Sandy was showing Andrea the bathroom, the next her body was 
pressed tight against the wall by Andrea. Just as she about to ask what 
was going on, even though she knew deep down, Sandy could feel Andrea body 
pressed against her back. She could feel the pressure of Andrea tits on 
her bare back and Andrea hot breath on the back of her neck. Then the hot 
breath turned into a wet sensation.
 Andrea planted wet kisses all over 
Sandy's bare neck and her shoulders. She moved her hands from Sandy waist 
down to her thighs. Slowly Andrea pulled Sandy's hip away from the wall 
and then wormed her hands beneath the skirt through the side parting. Her 
hands were greeted by the hottest and wettest pussy Andrea had encountered 
in her life. No wonder she could smell Sandy, judging by the amount of 
juices all round her mound.
 "Oh God!" moaned Sandy as her pussy was 
touched by a woman for the first time. The touch was electrifying and sent 
Sandy into a frenzy.
 "You like that huh?" asked Andrea while rubbing and 
pinching Sandy clit through her panties with her slippery fingers. "Then 
you will like this even more." Andrea turned Sandy around so they stood 
face to face, her fingers never leave Sandy pussy. Their lips were locked 
before Sandy had a chance to say a word.
 Sandy surrendered to her body 
and kissed back. Their tongues met and each of their hands were all over 
each other body. Then Andrea kisses moved downward, first her neck then 
her exposed chest. When she went past Sandy navel and reached the top of 
Sandy skirt, Andrea pulled the string that kept the skirt up with her free 
hand. Slowly Andrea peeled the skirt open and exposed her object of desire 
for the first time. Andrea rolled the wet panties down Sandy hips and took 
the skirt completely off Sandy. With the panties still hooked on one of 
Sandy's foot, Andrea pushed Sandy legs wide apart and lifted one of Sandy 
leg over her shoulder. Sandy pussy opened up and Andrea tongue was on it 
in a flash.
 That was Sandy body had been waiting for the whole night. Her 
orgasm started from her hypersensitive clit and quickly moved to her pussy, 
then all over her body.
 "Ahhhhhhh! Urrrrgh, Ohhhhhhhhhh, uh uh uh uh! 
Fuck! Fuck!" Sandy cried between her breaths. She grabbed Andrea head with 
both hands and shoved it even tighter against her spasming pussy as Andrea 
tongue continued its relentless assault on Sandy pussy.
 Just as Sandy 
started to come down from her orgasm, Andrea squatted down further and her 
tongue moved away from Sandy clit to her pussy hole. Andrea rolled her 
tongue and slowly pushed it into Sandy pussy. When Andrea tongue went as 
far as it could, Andrea nose was right up against Sandy clit and Andrea 
started rubbing her nose all over the slimy clit while tongue fucking 
Sandy pussy at the same time.
 "Aaagggh! Cummi, cumming again, ohh, uggh!"

Chris was downstairs when he heard Sandy cry of her first orgasm. That was 
the cue he was waiting for. He made his way upstairs to the bathroom and 
took his clothes off one by one as he went. Chris heard his wife second 
orgasm when he was approaching the closed bathroom and then her third, 
forth, and fifth (a gift from Chris) as he slowly opened the bathroom door. 
There his wife was, almost naked and was having one big multiple orgasms (
another gift). Her moans and cries were now one long stream of 
unintelligent sound.
 Andrea was now kneeing on the floor with her hands 
on his wife butt making sure Sandy could not escape from her oral assault. 
Chris saw that Andrea face was all wet from his wife pussy juice and was 
dripping down her neck onto her chest.
 Chris touched Andrea head lightly 
and she released Sandy from her clutches. Andrea turned and was faced with 
the cock that she dreamt about since Andrea and Chris parted at the 
airport. Sandy leg felt off Andrea shoulder and Sandy finally came down 
from her orgasms. When she opened her eyes Sandy noticed the present of 
her husband, "Honey! What are you doing here? I... Andrea and I... I can 
explain!"
 "Don't worry sweetheart. I am not angry. In fact I like it." 
Chris nodded towards his erection, inches from Andrea face.
 "So you are 
ok with this?"
 "More than ok, now let's go to the bedroom."
 Andrea was 
the first one to move and she shredded her the few items of her clothing 
along the way. Chris had to guide his wife out of the bathroom as she was 
still in shock about having her first lesbian encounter and then got 
discover by her husband.
 Andrea was already naked in their bed, spread-
eagle with three fingers up her pussy, when Sandy and Chris entered their 
bedroom.
 "Doesn't that pussy look so delicious? Don't you want to eat it?
" Chris whispered into his horny wife ear. "I would love to see you eat 
that pussy. In fact I want to fuck you while you are doing it." Chris took 
the halter-top off his wife and walked her to the end of the bed.
 Sandy 
got onto the bed and bended down to lick Andrea inner thighs. Sensing this, 
Andrea removed her fingers from her wet pussy. Andrea guided Sandy head 
towards her pussy and Sandy tentatively licked the outside of Andrea pussy.

"Oh yeah, lick it. Stuck you tongue up my pussy, you horny bitch!" moaned 
Andrea. With her inhibition finally gone, Sandy devoured the pussy in 
front of her like a woman possessed.
 In her position Sandy butt was way 
up in the air and Chris did not waste any time before stuffing his cock 
into his wife, pushing her against Andrea.
 "Fuck her. Fuck you wife with 
your big cock while she licks my pussy!" cried Andrea.
 Chris did not need 
any encouragement and started to work his cock in and out of his wife 
pussy with long hard stroke. By the sixth stroke, Sandy was cumming hard 
again. Andrea pussy muffled her moans. Chris loved to see and feel his 
wife cum. That was the reason he used The Program to change Sandy so that 
she now cum very easily. No more two or three orgasms each time they fuck. 
Now Sandy would cum at least ten to fifteen times, if not more. Chris had 
also changed her so that Sandy would have multiple orgasms more often, as 
evident in the bathroom when she got a great licking from Andrea.
 Andrea 
was having a pretty good time herself too. The pussy licking she was 
getting was pretty good, considering this was Sandy first time. Sandy 
moans on her pussy made her tinkle with lust. As great a pussy licking she 
was having, Andrea knew she wouldn?t be satisfied until she got Chris cum 
in her again. The thought of Chris cum tipped her over the edge and Andrea 
could feel an orgasm coming.
 "Gonna cum, cum. Fuck her harder. Oh yeah, 
suck my clit. That's it!" Andrea could feel it coming. She felt she was 
going to explode and she did.
 Sandy was sucking hard on Andrea clit when 
it retracted back into its hood suddenly. She knew Andrea was cumming and 
so she spread Andrea pussy lips with her fingers and licked her pussy. 
Suddenly Andrea pussy opened up and a huge stream of woman cum blast out 
and hit Sandy right on her mouth and face. Sandy almost choked and tried 
to pull away but her husband kept fucking her back to Andrea pussy. There 
was no escape for Sandy.
 "Urrrggghh. Cumming so hard. Ooohhh."
 From 
behind his wife, Chris saw blast after blast of woman cum hit his wife 
face and splattered all around the bed. Chris was so turned on by that 
scene that he decided to cum right there and then (it was not like he 
would run out). Burying his cock deep inside his wife pussy, Chris cum and 
deposited his customary gigantic amount of cum in Sandy.
 "Yes! Cum in you 
slut wife. I want to eat your cum out of her slutty pussy!" announced 
Andrea as she came down from her orgasm.
 The idea someone sucking her 
husband cum out of her pussy threw Sandy into the second multiple orgasm 
of the night. "Shhmmmittttt" her muffled cries were music to both Andrea 
and Chris ears.
 After a minute of continues cumming, Sandy finally 
exhausted her own body and laid stoic on the bed over Andrea legs.
 Andrea 
quickly worked herself out from Sandy and got around to where Sandy and 
Chris joined together. She lie down on the bed and pushed her head 
underneath Sandy puffy and slimy pussy.
 "Ready for it, slut?" Chris asked 
Andrea.
 "Give it to me please" pleaded Andrea.
 Chris slowly pulled his 
cock out of his wife while holding on to her hips so she won't fall on top 
of Andrea. At first, no cum ran out of Sandy pussy and just as Andrea 
about to say something, a huge glob of cum dripped out and landed on 
Andrea nose. Not wanting to waste a drop, Andrea immediately closed her 
mouth over Sandy pussy and was rewarded by a steady stream of Chris hot 
cum.
 Sandy woke up to the feeling of having her pussy suck expertly. Then 
she remembered what had happened and realized that it had to be Andrea who 
was sucking and licking her pussy. This was the first time Sandy was eaten 
by a woman in her life and her pussy spasmed involuntarily, squeezing more 
hot cum out onto Andrea mouth.
 "Mggghh, you are eating my pussy... Oh God! 
So nasty." Sandy moaned as her body ran towards another orgasm.
 Chris 
moved out of the way to give Andrea more room. He knew what Andrea craved 
so he grabbed her legs and pushed them skyward wide opened. Aiming his 
cock at Andrea pussy, Chris rubbed it up and down her wet slit.
 "Come on, 
give it to me. Please don't tease me!" Andrea took her mouth away from 
Sandy pussy for a second to plead with Chris.
 What could a man do when he 
was asked by a gorgeous woman to fuck her? Chris rubbed his cock on Andrea 
pussy one more time and then fed it inch by inch into one of the hottest 
pussy in the world (Chris made sure of that!). The difference in feeling 
between his wife and Andrea pussies were so huge. His wife pussy was soft 
and slick, kind of innocent, whereas Andrea pussy was what slut was made 
of. Tight, hot, and juicy. It grabbed his cock like Chris was being given 
a handjob.
 Chris noticed that Andrea had shaved her pussy completely bold 
for this evening and her sensitive clit was bumping against his pubs with 
every stroke he made. This sent Andrea closer and closer to her orgasm and 
she sucked harder on Sandy pussy. In turn, this pushed Sandy into another 
series of body wrecking orgasms.
 Soon the hot cum within Sandy pussy was 
no more and Andrea sucking was slowed to nothing. To rejuvenate the action, 
Chris pulled out and got the two sluts into the 69 position with Andrea 
hovered on top of his wife.
 "Don't stop fucking me! Please! Put it back 
in me!"
 "You stop eating my wife pussy, I stop fucking you." Chris 
explained.
 Hearing this, Andrea restarted her licking with a newfound 
purpose. And she was soon rewarded with Chris cock in her hungry pussy.

Sandy wasn't sure what to do. All these were new to her and this was the 
first time she saw her beloved husband cock fucking in and out of another 
woman. Instinct soon took over and Sandy stuck out her tongue and started 
licking the junction where her husband cock and Andrea pussy met.
 The 
contact of Sandy tongue was the trigger that both Andrea and Chris were 
looking for. Like the first time, Andrea could feel her orgasm worked 
itself out from deep inside her. And also like the first time she cum with 
explosive effect, her pussy spraying out torrent of warm woman cum. At the 
same time, Andrea pussy contracted and tried to suck all the cum out of 
Chris. It succeed and Chris shoot stream after stream of cum deep into 
Andrea, while also being sprayed by Andrea pussy cum. After a few seconds 
of cumming inside Andrea, Chris pulled out and shoot the rest of his cum 
all over his wife already wet face.
 Sandy knew she was going to get 
Andrea cum all over her face again and she was looking forward to it. But 
she was taken aback when she felt his husband cum started hitting her face 
too. Sandy opened her mouth and tried to get as much of the mixed cum into 
her mouth. She was still savoring the taste of cum when she fell asleep 
with Andrea still on top of her. Andrea and Chris were all fucked out as 
well and they too fell asleep as soon as they untangled themselves.

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To be continued
 Author's Note: Where would this night leads? I have a few 
ideas but if you like to contribute, email your ideas to me:)
 Due to 
personal reasons I haven't been able to write much, if at all, for the 
last few months or so. Please bear with me as I try to pick up the writing 
again.

Comments are welcome at obone75@yahoo.com

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