Challenges  by RLM

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Serina and Craig:

  It was 9 PM and Richard's Club was swinging.  The lights had
been gradually dimmed as was the standard practice at Richard's.
At this time, the illumination at the tables was low but
sufficient to allow the patrons to read the menu and clearly see
each other's faces.  Around the bar, the lighting was not as
bright.  On the dance floor, there was very little light.  It was
almost like being outside on a starry, clear night.  From the
tables, it was almost impossible to see who was dancing with whom
and who was doing what to whom.  Inside the alcoves surrounding
the dance floor, the only light was that which came from the very
dimly lit dance floor.  On several occasions, I had fucked a
woman in one of the alcoves with no worry about being seen by her
husband or boyfriend.  My wife, Paula, had also been fucked more
than a few times in those alcoves.

  On one occasion, Steve Devoll had asked my wife to dance. 
Naturally, she had accepted immediately.  Once they were out on
the dance floor, it had become impossible to follow their
movements because of the lack of lighting.  Being curious, I had
moved up to the edge of the dance floor and scanned the area
until I finally saw the two of them dancing... at least, Paula
later called it dancing.  However, there was no space between
their bodies and their feet weren't moving at all.  The only
motion I could detect was Steve's hips grinding against my wife
and her ass humping against his erection.

  I continued to watch them for maybe five minutes before Steve
pulled my wife into one of the alcoves surrounding the dance
floor.  They were immediately lost to sight, and I was left with
my very hard erection but no wife to watch or fuck.  When Paula
didn't return to our table after another 10 minutes, I became
very curious as to how far she was willing to go with Steve right
there in the club.  So, I began to walk around the perimeter of
the dance floor until I was within a few steps of the alcove that
Steve and my wife had entered.

  I moved right to the edge of the alcove's entry and listened. 
Unfortunately, the noise from the club masked whatever sounds
might have been coming from inside.  I was a little shy about
peeking around the entryway to see if I could see them, but not
enough to prevent me from looking.  Everyone who has gone to
Richard's several times has seen men peeking into the alcoves
trying to see if their wife or girlfriend was being fucked.  So I
wasn't any different than the hundreds of other men who had
peeked into one of the Alcoves.

  Each alcove has a comfortable couch at the back wall where
there is essentially no light.  When I peeked inside, I could
just barely make out the dim, shadowy silhouette of what appeared
to be a two-headed, four-legged beast that was writhing
frantically on the couch at the back of the alcove.  The top half
of the beast appeared to be trying to beat its bottom half into
submission, while the bottom half seemed to be fighting back by
crushing the top half in the vise of its legs.  I went back to
our table hoping that no more than a dozen of the other couples
would notice my now painful erection.

  "Shall we dance, Paula?"  I asked with a grin.

  "Dance?  You don't want to dance, Gordon.  You just want to get
me into one of those alcoves or out in the parking lot so you can
have your way with me," Paula responded somewhat seductively.

  "Are you going to accept an invitation to dance if one of the
dozen men staring at your big tits and hot body right now gets up
the nerve to ask you?"

  "MMMmmmmm... that's such an erotic thought.  Turning down my
husband, but accepting an invitation from another man.    Would
you get angry if I did?"

  "A little, I suppose."

  "How about jealous.  What you get jealous?"

  "Probably.... yeah, I would.  No doubt about it."

  "Oh... now I am turned on.  Do you think one of them is going
to ask me?"

  "If you give him the slightest encouragement, I'm sure more
than one will."

  "Which one do you think I should encourage, Honey?  Who would
you pick?"

  "How about the redheaded guy two tables to your right?"

  "Not really into redheaded men, Darling."

  "Ok.  What about, Norman Martinez,  the swarthy, dark-headed
guy at the table across from us?"

  "Norman's already fucked me several times at parties, Honey. 
You know that."

  "Yeah.  That's why I thought you might like it if he asked
you."

  "Darling, your slutty wife likes variety."

  "I know!  Oh how I know!  So, by elimination, it must be the
young blond-headed man to your left."

  "MMmmmm... he does look hot, doesn't he.  Every time the woman
he's with looks away, he's been checking out my tits and legs. 
Too bad he's not alone.  I think he would have already asked me
to dance if he were."

  I took a sip of my bourbon and water on the rocks and asked,
"Do you really want to dance with him?  No kidding now... serious
question."

  "Serious question in response... would you get angry if I did?
Jealous?"

  "Not angry... never.  Jealous?  A little... just enough to make
sex with you tonight even more delicious."

  "Well, it would be erotic fun to dance with a guy in his late
20s, but the woman he's with is keeping him on a very tight
leash."

  "Would you like for me to ask her to dance?"

  My wife's eyes opened wide in surprise.  Then she gave me a
very, very seductive smile.  "You hot, Stud.  You are one
cunning, sexy bastard, Gordon!  You deliberately set me up to get
me to ask you to dance with another woman."

  "Are you angry?  Jealous?"

  "Not angry but more than a little jealous... enough to get me
wet and hot for you later tonight.  Go over and see if you can
get the bitch to dance with you.  That's going to be quite a
challenge, Honey."

  "I'll take care of my end.  You just worry about yours... how
do you plan to get her boyfriend to come over and ask you to
dance once I have her out on the dance floor?"

  "I don't think that's going to be too much of a challenge,
Gordon," my wife hissed, her voice laced with female lust.

  "Tell me, Darling, does what we're doing make you feel like a
sexual predator?"

  "It does... it does!  Isn't it just a deliciously wicked
feeling, Honey?"

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  When the guy saw me approaching his table, he looked
apprehensive.  I knew that he thought I was coming over to
verbally lambaste him for leering at my wife's legs and tits or
even worse, start a fight.  On the other hand, the woman he was
with, who was unaware of what he had been doing, just looked at
me with interest and curiosity.

  Now that I was closer and could see how really alluring and
sexy she was, I got a lot more interested in assisting my wife. 
With long, black hair, a flawless, matching complexion,
sensuously full lips, and large breasts openly displayed by the
V-neck of her blouse that had the top three buttons open, I
couldn't help smiling at the thought that Paula had asked me to
do this.  Tough job, but what the hell, a man has to help his
wife, doesn't he?

  "Hi," I said for openers.  "I'm Gordon, Gordon Baxter.  I
couldn't help but notice that you haven't tried out the dance
floor yet.  So, I thought I would take advantage of the policy at
Richard's Club and ask if you would like to dance."

  "The policy at Richard's Club?" the sexy brunette asked.

  "Yeah.  That's what I was going to ask too," the young guy
added.

  "Oh, it must be your first time at the club, right?"  When they
both nodded, I continued.  "The policy at Richard's is that men
are allowed to ask women to dance, escorted or otherwise.  The
women, of course, can decline or accept as they wish.  Naturally,
I'm hoping that you will accept."

  The woman was now looking me over with much greater interest. 
Paula had frequently described me as "ruggedly handsome".  I
found myself hoping that this woman agreed.  I smiled warmly as
her eyes took in every crevice of my face and then moved downward
to my upper body.  I was glad that I had worn a form-fitting
pullover shirt.  From the twinkle in her lustrous dark eyes, I
assumed that my upper half had passed muster encouraging her to
check what was below my belt.  As she stared directly at my
crotch, I felt my 8-inch cock beginning to harden.  She must have
been pleased because turning to the guy with her, she said, "I
would like to dance, Craig.  Would you mind?"

  By this time, Craig's eyes were locked onto my wife.  Even if
his IQ were 90, he could figure out that if I was dancing with
his woman, Paula would be left alone.  "Not at all, Serina.  Have
fun... that's why we came here, isn't it?"

  With a broad smile coupled with a sexy wink, she replied, "It
is, Darling.  It is."  Then, turning to me, "Shall we, Gordon?"
she asked as she extended her hand to me.

  "My pleasure, Serina."

  As I was leading the sensuous beauty out onto the dimly lighted
dance floor, we heard Craig add, "Take your time.  Enjoy
yourself.  I'll see you later."

  "You have a very generous husband, Serina, for which I am
enormously grateful."

  "How did you know that Craig is my husband and not my boyfriend
or lover?"

  "If he were either of the latter, he would have not been happy
with the idea of you dancing with me.  Besides, you're wearing a
wedding ring."

  "So?  Women like variety too, Gordon."

  "I know and why not, but again, if he were your lover or
boyfriend, you would have politely turned me down, even if you
wanted to accept."

  She moved smoothly into my arms, pressing her large breasts
into my chest in the process and allowing her mound to lightly
graze over my now much harder erection.  "MMmmmmm...  you are a
very knowledgeable man, Gordon.  Most men aren't nearly so
perceptive or attuned to a woman's thoughts.  What else did you
notice?"

  "Your beautiful face, gorgeous complexion, full, sensuous lips,
and of course, your awesome breasts.  I also noticed your husband
was ignoring all that sensuality to check out other women."

  She pressed her mound more firmly against my cock, which was
now almost at full erection.  "Mmmmmm... are you a tit man?  I
wouldn't have thought so?"

  "And you would be correct, Serina.  I like a woman's legs, but
yours were completely concealed beneath the table, so I couldn't
notice them... all I could do was use my imagination.  But that
was enough."

  "Enough?  Enough for what?" she asked as she moved her breasts
back and forth over my chest at the same time as I moved us into
the darker areas of the dance floor.

  "Enough to cause the start of an erection."

  Her mound explored my crotch.  "That feels like much more than
a start."

  "It was a start at your table... now, it's .... it's somewhat
more than that."

  "MMmmmmm... and does it get even more so?"

  "Yes... it does."

  "Ooohhhh.."

  We continued to move sensuously to the slow rhythm of the
music.  Serina pressed her face into my neck and circled her arms
about my body.  "How do you know that Craig is checking out other
women?"

  "He's a man... a very sensuous man."

  "How do you know that?  Maybe he's a dud in bed and that's why
I'm out here on the dance floor with you."

  "You married him.  If he were a dud in bed, that wouldn't have
happened."

  "My god... you really are an unusually perceptive man... and
you know just the right things to say to a woman."

  "Thank you," I whispered as I pulled her even more tightly
against my body.

  "Your arms and hands are still around my back," she whispered
back.  "Why haven't you felt me yet?"

  "Because a woman as beautiful and as sensuous as you deserves
the prerogative of feeling first and deciding."

  "I'm not feeling you up," she protested mildly.

  "Yes you are."

  "Oh god... I am... mmmmmmm.  How big is it?"

  "Just average."

  "Liar!"

  "Men always lie about that, Serina."

  "I know they do... they all do... but all the others lie in the
other direction....  OOohhhh god... it feels so hard," she
hissed, the excitement obvious in her voice.

  Moving closer, I whispered in her ear, "I'm going to feel your
ass now, Serina."

  I felt her body shudder in anticipation, her breasts mashing
frantically against my chest now.  I allowed my hands to move
slowly and erotically over her back, but did not move them
downward.

  "Please," she moaned softly.

  As my hands moved onto her buttocks, it was my turn to moan
softly.

  "I think you like my butt, Gordon?"

  "Luscious... absolutely luscious."

  "Go underneath my skirt."  Her skirt was sufficiently short
that getting beneath it presented no problem.  "Ooohhhhhh yes!"
she hissed softly in my ear.  "More... do more!"

  Moving my hands higher to the top of her panties, I slipped my
hands inside and moved them downward over her ass taking the
panties with me as I went.  Serina was now trembling.  Her
shuddering increased when my fingers moved between the cheeks of
her ass.

  "OOooooooooooooohhhhh," came her long, drawn out, sensuous
moan.  "I can feel your hands in back and your cock in front,
Gordon.  It's so big.... so hard.  AAaaaaahhhhhh!"

  "Open your blouse, Serina."

  "I have to move away from you to do that, Gordon.  Are you sure
that's what you want?" Serina grinned at the same time as she
pressed her mound even harder against my erection.

  "Well, that's a tough choice... so open your blouse and then
get back to what your were doing, Serina."

  "Whatever you say, Lover," she sighed and slowly moved away. 
Her fingers quickly opened her blouse.

  "I'm not your lover, Serina."

  "Not yet, but the night is young," she hissed as she leaned
forward so that her big tits almost fell out of her bra.

  "Oh Serina... your tits are just gorgeous," I whispered in her
ear.

  She smiled a knowing smile.  "You need a closer view, Gordon."
With that announcement, she pulled my head tightly against her
tits and then mashed my face between her cleavage.  It was
erotic... incredibly so, but if she kept my face buried for long,
I was going to pass out from lack of oxygen.  Just before I
reached the panic stage, she released my head and grinned, "That
close enough, Lover?"

  "No... not nearly as close as I would like."

  "I think that's the best we can do here on the dance floor,
Gordon."

  "I think you're right... so I suggest you follow me into one
the alcoves Richard's provides."

  "Now that sounds erotic... what are the red lights for by the
doors?"

  "To indicate the alcove is occupied."

   "Mmmmmm... it looks like over half of the alcoves are in use."

  "Shall we make it one more?"

  "MMmmmmm... my husband probably expects me back by now."

  "Not likely, Serina.  Come on."

  There was no further objections from Serina.  Once we were
inside the darkened alcove, I finished opening the buttons of her
blouse and pulled it off.  After I had thrown it onto the couch,
her bra quickly followed.  "God... you have luscious tits,
Serina," I whispered.  A moment later, I had her nipples in my
mouth while my hands continued to explore inside her panties.

  "Ooohhhh that feels good... suck them harder, Honey...
Aaaaahhhh.  Oh Baby, you're feeling me... inside my panties. 
UUUmmmmmmm.  It's my turn now," she moaned.

  Serina got my pants and briefs down just as quickly as I had
gotten her tits out. "Oh my god!   It's so thick, I can't get my
hand around it... Mmmmmmm oooopppfffff.."

  It was my turn to groan as I felt her wet mouth slip down my
shaft until she had about five inches inside.

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  The young guy watched as Gordon escorted his woman out onto the
dance floor.  He continued watching until they were lost in the
dimly lit, darkness.  He then turned his attention back to me. 
When he did, he found me sitting near the edge of my chair, my
skirt high on my thighs and one leg spread slightly out to the
side.  I saw him lean forward, then settle back.  A moment later,
he repeated the move but still didn't approach me.  Obviously,
his nerve wasn't anything remotely close to that of my highly
confident husband.  If I was going to get him over to my table, I
was going to have to give him even more encouragement.

  I turned in my chair to motion for my waiter and in the
process, spread my legs wide open.  It was just for show as the
waiter's back was turned so that he had no chance to see me. 
With my legs open, my short skirt was now all the up to my hips
allowing the guy to see the red crotch of my panties.

  I held the position and looked at him.  He started to look away
like most men do when caught looking.  But then he stopped and
again stared directly between my open legs.  His eyes rose to
meet mine.  Then, he smiled broadly.  In response, I opened my
legs even wider.  If this didn't work, I knew I would have to
approach him.  Fortunately, he got up and walked toward me.  I
kept my legs open and continued to smile at him as he approached.

  "Hi, I couldn't help but notice you sitting here all alone. 
I'm Craig.  It's my first time at Richard's but I understand the
Club's policy allows men to ask women to dance whether they're
alone or escorted."

  "You seem to catch on very rapidly, Craig.  I'm Paula.  And are
you asking me to dance?"

  "Yes.  Very much so."

  "Then what are we waiting for, Craig?"  I stood up, took his
arm, and in the process pressed my breasts against his side. 
Craig might have started out nervous, but I realized with
pleasure that he was obviously rapidly regaining his male
confidence when he whispered, "You have the most gorgeous breasts
of any woman here, Paula.  I love the way they feel against me."

  "And I like the way your body feels against them," I whispered
back.

  When we reached the dance floor, he pulled me smoothly into his
arms and pressed his rock-hard erection against my mound. 
"Mmmmmm... That feels big and hard, Craig."

  "It gets even bigger and harder under the right circumstances."

  "Such as?"

  "Such as when I slip my hand under your skirt... like this."

  "Ooooohhhh!"

  "Or such as when I slide my fingers inside your panties."

  "AAAaaaaaa!"

  "Or when I move my fingers between your buttocks... like this."

  "OOOuuuuu... it is getting bigger ... harder, Craig."

  "It gets bigger still when I pull your panties down."

  "Aaaaahhhhh god!

  "Oh fuck!  It gets hard as stone when I slip my fingers in and
out of your hot, wet pussy, Paula.  Like this!"

  "Uh-huh... Uh-huh... Uh-huh... don't stop... aaahhhhhhhh...
don't stop!"

  He had my hips humping in hot fuck motions right on the dance
floor.  I had to see it.  Moving back, I unzipped his pants and
hissed, "My turn, Baby!"  A moment later, I had pulled down his
briefs and had his cock out.  It was a thick 7 plus inches and
hard as stone.  "It is big, Honey."

  "Where can we go?"

  "That's what those alcoves on the side of the dance floor are
for, Craig.  It's very dark inside... you can see out, but it's
almost impossible to see inside.  If the red light is on, the
alcove is occupied."  He moved me quickly to one of the alcoves
whose light was out.

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  "Oh Yeah!  Suck it, Serina.  Suck my cock!  Damn!  Suck it
deeper, Honey.  Deeper.  Can you take all 8-plus inches?"  I
asked the moaning woman who was kneeling in front of me sucking
on my hard, engorged, eight-inch shaft.

  "MMMMPPPFFFF... oommmpppffff," was the only reply she could
make with her mouth and throat stuffed full of my cock.  I held
her head steady with my hands and began to pump the dick in and
out of her mouth.

  "GGAAAAHHHAAA," came her gurgled response as my cock filled her
throat.  When I began pushing it even deeper, her eyes opened
wide, and she looked up at me.  Serina opened her mouth as wide
as she could and took the seven of my eight inches inside her
throat.  Her hands moved behind my ass and pulled me even deeper.


  "Enough!  Enough!  Back off, Serina.  I don't to shoot my first
load down your throat."

  She slowly pulled her mouth off my thick shaft and hissed,
"Where do you want to shoot it, Lover?"

  "You know where."

  "I do, but tell me.'

  "In your hot cunt... I want to shoot inside your cunt!  But
first, I'm going to make you come on my tongue."

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  As soon as Craig pulled me inside one of the alcoves, I was on
my knees in front of him, his 7 inch cock in my hand as my tongue
stroked up and down the full length of his shaft.

  "Put it in your mouth, Paula.  Please... suck me!"  I slipped
his throbbing organ inside my mouth and locked my lips about it
giving the moaning stud exactly what he was begging for.

  "Oh yeah!  Suck it, Paula.  Suck my cock!  Oh fucking damn! 
Suck it deeper, Paula.  Can you suck all of it, Honey!"  Craig
groaned as my mouth and throat took more and more of his rampant
cock.  Each time I pulled back, I let my tongue explore all
around his throbbing cock ridge.

  Craig grabbed my head in his hands, held me steady and forced
his entire seven plus inches of cock down my throat.  When my
lips were circled around the base of his rod, my nose buried in
his pubic hair, he pumped me hard causing a gurling groan to
erupt from my tightly plugged mouth.

  "GGAAAAHHHAAA!!"  Craig fucked his cock in and out of my mouth
faster and harder until I had my hands on his ass pulling him
back inside me.

  I felt Craig's cock swelling and throbbing inside my mouth and
got ready to take his massive cum load down my throat.  But he
surprised me by stopping and pulling his dick out of my mouth.

  "Enough!  Enough!  Back off, Paula.  I don't to shoot my first
load down your throat."

  I slowly pulled my mouth off his thick shaft and hissed, "Where
do you want to shoot it, Lover?"

  "You know where."

  "I do, but tell me.'

  "In you hot cunt... I want to shoot inside your cunt after I
lick your clit and make you come.

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  "Get on the couch, Serina.  On your back."

  "Mmmmmmm... like this, Honey," she hissed as she lay back and
opened her legs exposing her wet pussy.  The lips flanged open
allowing me to see into its hot, dark interior. As I stared
between her gaping thighs, several drops of her secretions ran
from her vagina and slid down the crease of her ass.

  "Not quite, Serina.  Lift your legs."

  "Oh yessss!" she moaned while pulling her legs up into the air.
 "Please... Gordon.  Do it to me."

  "What?"

  "Your tongue... I want your tongue on my cunt... please!"

  Moving between her legs, I lowered my mouth against her waiting
cunt and slipped my tongue into her sex trench.  Serina groaned
in female pleasure as I slowly worked my tongue deeper and then
moved it upward toward her throbbing clitoris.  Her hips were now
thrusting against my mouth... her hands on the back of my head
locking me against her pussy.

  When my tongue reached her clitoris and licked it with firm,
repeated strokes up its entire length and then over the throbbing
tip, she wailed, "OOOHHHHHHHHHH  FUCK!  SUCK
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"  Her scream was loud enough to be heard out
on the dance floor in probably in the adjacent alcoves.  I saw
two couples stop dancing and stare into the darkness of our
cubicle trying to see the woman who was obviously about to
climax.

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  Craig had me on my back with legs high in the air and spread
wide open.  He was about to go down on me when we both heard the
keening wail from the alcove next to us.  Although muted by the
separating walls, it was still easily heard:

  "ooohhhhhhhhhh  fuck!  suck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

  Craig stopped with his mouth a few inches away from my
throbbing pussy, looked up at me, and grinned.  "Somebody's about
to make that hot slut cum!  Listen to her scream!"

  "Forget her, Damn you!  SUCK ME!  MAKE ME CUM!" I howled almost
as loud than the woman in the next alcove was screaming.  Craig's
mouth covered my clit a moment later, sucked it hard causing it
to fill rapidly with blood and expand, and at the same time drove
three fingers into my convulsing vagina. In just moments, he had
me screaming and grunting even louder than the woman in the next
alcove.

  "UGH... UGH... UGH... AAAAHHHHH SHIT... I'M CUMMING... YOU'RE
MAKING ME CUM... SUCK IT... SUCK MY CLIT!  AAAAHHHHHHHHHH GAWD,
YOU HOT STUD... I'M CUMMMINGG!!"

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  "OOOhhhhh Stop, Gordon... please.  I can't take any more of
your tongue.  I need your cock in me.  Put it innnnnnnn... hurry.
 I need it!" Serina moaned in desperation.

  "Put your legs up on the couch, Serina.  Spread wide and pull
your pussy open with your fingers.  Show it to me.  Show me how
wet it is and how much you want it filled with 8 inches of cock."

  Jacking her legs up on the couch, she spread her steepled knees
wide.  Reaching down with one hand, she used her fingers to pull
her pussy lips open.  "Like this, Honey?  Can you see my pussy? 
Please... Fuck me, Gordon."

  Moving up to the front edge of the couch, I worked the head of
my cock into her opening and then drove it inward.  Serina
groaned with the hot sensation of a thick cock stretching open
her pussy and sinking inside her body.  I pushed in more cock and
she groaned louder, her hips beginning to hunch against the
rampant, throbbing cock.

  "You're fucking meeeeeeeee, Lover.  That huge cock is all the
way inside meeeee... AAAHHHHHHHHH... UUGHHH... FUCK ME WITH IT,
STUD!  HARD!"

  Her convulsing vagina pressed and throbbed around my cock
driving me right up to the edge of shooting her pussy full of hot
semen.  "Aaahhh Gawd!  Your cunt is so damn tight... so wet... so
hot."

  "MMMMmmmm...  It's tight, Lover, because of your huge cock.  I
feel like I've got a thick log shoved up my cunt.  Fuck me
harder, Lover... Deeper... Give it to meeeeeeeee!"

  I screwed into her erupting cunt hole even harder as Serina
hissed as her cunt and clit contracted in hard spasms.

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  "Listen to that slut in the next alcove, Craig.  The stud with
her is fucking her ... right now.  He's got his cock up her
cunt... fucking her.  Hurry, Craig.  Give me what she's
getting... FUCK ME!"

  "Spread wide open, Paula.  Show me the cunt I'm going to be
fucking.  Show it to me!"

  I spread out on my back, steepled my knees, opened my legs, and
thrust my cunt high in the air.  "Can you see my pussy? 
Please... Fuck me, Craig.  Put your cock in me.  Fuck me!"

  Craig moved between my thighs and fitted his cock into my hot,
eager hole.  Immediately, I began thrusting against him, trying
desperately to get him to drive all of it into me and start
fucking me.  But the teasing bastard just kept his cock head
inside my cunt but he didn't start fucking me.  "Please, Craig. 
Don't tease me.  Fuck me.  Fuck my married cunt ... hurry... I
want so badly... stick it in meeeeeeeeee!"

  Holding my ass, I felt him drive his cock hard and deep into
the bottom of my cunt.  Seven inches was more than enough to hit
my cervix and cause me to grunt in hot female ecstasy. 
"Yessss.... YES!  You're fucking meeeeeee... Ram it in... hard! 
OOOHHHh Shit!  I'm cumming!"

  As my cunt erupted in hard spasms, I felt Craig's dick swelling
and jerking deep inside my cunt as he spewed one thick stream of
semen after another into my waiting, hot hole.

  "Ooohhhh you're shooting in meeeeeee...  Do it!  Fill me,
Lover!"

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  Over the next hour, Craig took me in doggie position with my
head lowered to the surface of the couch and my ass high in the
air.  Even though he had already put one load into me, his cock
was still iron hard inside me.

  Just when I thought he was going to shoot another load into me,
he pulled out and had me mount him in reverse cowgirl position. 
Holding my hips, he began fucking me with hard, fast, deep
strokes that had me quivering in orgasm very quickly.

  "Put your heels up on my legs, Paula," Craig whispered, but in
a deep masculine voice that made it clear that he wanted my heels
up on his legs so he could get into me even deeper and all the
other men could see his big cock penetrating me.

  Craig forced scream after scream from my lungs as he fucked me
like a wild machine.  I could hear the woman in the next alcove
wailing as she got fucked.  The men must have each heard the
other woman howling because they began to fuck us both with the
same tempo.  As they screwed us, our screams were coming on top
of each other.  We even came at almost the same time.

-----------------------------------

  When I returned Serina to her table, Craig was sitting there
sipping a beer.  "Hi," he said to his wife.  "Did you enjoy
dancing with Gordon?"

  "Oh yes.  Thank you, Darling for being so understanding. 
Gordon's a marvelous dancer.  I had a great time.  I hope we
weren't gone too long.  It was just enjoyable neither of us
wanted to stop."

  "I didn't mind waiting at all.  Did you give Serina your phone
number, Gordon?  Maybe we can all go out together in the near
future."

  "I did.  And she gave me yours.  That's a great idea.  I'll
tell my wife.  I'm sure she'll want to get together.  Thank you
for dancing with me, Serina.  I had a great time."

  "So did I, Gordon.  But don't I even get a kiss on the cheek
for being such a good dance partner?"

  I looked at Craig, the question obvious in my expression.  He
grinned and said, "If I were you, I'd give her a kiss if you ever
hope to dance with her again."

  "Good advice.  Think I'll take it," I responded.  I moved to
kiss Serina on the cheek, but at the last moment, she turned her
face as gave me a full mouth kiss.

  "My brother and Dad kiss me on the cheek, Gordon.  I expect
more from men I've danced with for an hour."

  "Any time, Serina, any time."

  Paula was waiting for me at our table.  "Are you ready to go,
Honey?  Or do you still have other ideas?"

  "The only idea I have is get my sexy husband in bed and ravish
him.  Let's go, Darling.  I'm more than ready."

----------------------------

  On the drive home, Paula snuggled against me, her breast
pressed against my side, her hand moving slowly over my cock. 
"Did you fuck her?" she asked in a hot whisper.

  "Oh yes.  Twice.  At least, twice for me."

  "I know.  I could hear the hot bitch screaming.  The two of you
were in the alcove next to ours."

  "I know we were."

  "How did you know?"

  "You don't think I can recognize my wife's moans when she's
cumming?"

  "How many times did Serina cum?"

  "Hard to tell... maybe 6 to 8 times.  How about you?"

  "Craig's not the lover you are, Honey, but he was enthusiastic
and his cock was hard as iron.  I got off about six times... 
twice on his tongue and four times when he was fucking me."

  "And how many loads of cum do you have in your pussy?"

  "Just two, but they're really huge loads.  Craig was incredibly
hot and turned on."

  "Of course he was.  He was screwing the hottest woman on the
planet."

  "How about you, Darling?  Are you going to fuck your slutty
wife with this big sex gun?"

  "I can't wait to get into you."

  "Does Craig realize you fucked his wife?"

  "I don't think so.  If he does, he should be an actor.  How
about Serina?  Does she know her husband fucked you?"

  "No.  Craig insisted that we get back first so that he could be
waiting on her at their table as if nothing had happened.  You
know that they're both going to be calling us to arrange secret
meetings, don't you?"

  "Yeah.  It's a certainty."

  "What should we do?  Should I let him fuck me again?  Are you
going to bang his wife again?"

  "Let's give them each another taste of paradise.  Then we'll
have a get together at our house and have a sensuous foursome."

  "Oh god!  That's so erotic.  Gordon!  I can't wait until we get
home.  My cunt's on fire.  Park somewhere and fuck me."

===================================

Ellen, Mark, and Joan:

  A few days after our evening with Craig and Serina, I was at my
exercise and aerobics class working out.  Ellen Davidson was
doing her stretching exercises right beside me.  We were chatting
to make the time pass faster.

  We saw quite a bit of the Davidson's.  Ellen and I had been
good friends for years and Mark was an engineer on Gordon's
staff.  Although, Gordon was Mark's boss, my husband was so
friendly, fair, and helpful in the way he handled his
administrative responsibilities that the two of them got along
just as well together as Ellen and I did.  Although the four of
us frequently went out together and often had dinner in each
other's homes, I was certain that Gordon had never fucked Ellen
in spite of the fact that she usually flirted shamelessly with
him when we were together.

  "You know that Ellen is hot for your body, don't you, Honey?" 
I had asked my husband one evening while we were driving home
from a great dinner and evening at the Davidson's.

  "She's just a flirt... like you.  Nothing serious there."

  "Boy... sometimes you're a marvel of perception about women. 
Other times, I think you have all the sensitivity of a rock. 
Ellen would love to fuck you, Gordon."

  "She's just flirting like you do with Mark.  Are you hot for
his body?"

  My wife grinned and then said, "See what I mean.  All the
sensitivity and perception of a rock."

  On this particular day at our exercise class, Ellen seemed
withdrawn... worried.  "Are you Ok, Ellen?  You seem
preoccupied... almost distraught about something.  Anything I can
do to help?"

  "I don't think so.  It's really no huge deal."

  "Why don't we stop by Marriott Inn lounge, have a cool drink
after class, and we can talk.  You can tell me all the details,
and I'll provide the solution."

---------------------------

  An hour later, we were sipping our drinks at the Mariott.  I
had my usual screwdriver and Ellen sipped her bloody mary.  "Ok,
Ellen.  Give.  What's bothering you?  Is Mark having an affair? 
Not screwing you enough?  What?"

  "Well, he's not screwing me as much as I would like, but that's
not the problem.  It's Joan."

  "What's wrong with Joan?"

  "She just turned 18, Paula.  Last week, she told me she thought
it was time for her to start having sex and wanted me to go with
her to see our gynecologist so she could get on birth control
pills."

  "Start having sex??  Are you telling me that your 18-year old,
gorgeous daughter is still a virgin?"

  "Yeah.  I was as amazed as you are.  Anyway, we went to see Dr.
Harley and she prescribed the pill for Joan and gave her 20
minutes of instructions as to how to use the pill and what to
expect the first time she has sex.  As a result, Joan is worried
that it's going to hurt ... a lot."

  "What did you tell her?"

  "What could I tell her?  Her teenage boyfriend has virtually no
experience, and like all teenaged boys, he's going to be wild to
get his cock into her.  It's going to hurt her... there's no two
ways about it.  I just hate it that my daughter's first sexual
experience won't be very pleasant."

  "Well, we all have to go through it, Ellen.  My first time was
not that great.  It was a football player who went after me like
he was attacking an opposing ball carrier.  It hurt.  I bled, and
he shot off like a jack rabbit.  I didn't even come close to
having an orgasm.  The second time wasn't much better.  It still
hurt a little.  There was no bleeding, but I still didn't cum. 
How about your first time?"

  "Pretty much like yours.  The guy I was with fucked me twice
that first night.  I bled... I hurt... and the second time, it
hurt even worse.  It was so bad that I refused to have sex with
another guy for over a month."

  "So what's Joan doing about this?  How is she acting?"

  "So far, she's turned down four date invitations from her
boyfriend.  He got pissed and told some of his friends.  Two of
them have called Joan for a date, but she's turned them both
down.  She's just scared.  She knows that sooner or later, she
has to lose her virginity, but she's just 18, never been fucked,
and she's really worried."

-------------------------------

  After dinner that evening, Gordon asked, "How was your day,
Honey?  Anything interesting happen?  Anything sexy, erotic?"

  "Sort of... but it's not what you think."

  "Oh that sounds intriguing.  I'm all ears."

  It took me thirty minutes to fill in all the details of my
conversation with Ellen that afternoon.  When I finished, Gordon
shrugged and said, "What's the big deal?  I don't see a problem."

  That pissed me off... really pissed me off!  "Men!  That's the
kind of response I would have expected from most men, but not
from my husband.  I thought you had a lot more empathy than that
for women.  I guess I was wrong!"

  "Now just one moment, Paula.  I have a lot of empathy for
women.  I said I don't see a problem because I see a perfect
solution to Ellen and Joan's situation.  Where's there a great
solution... there isn't a problem.  Right?"

  I calmed down a little, but just a little.  "So what's your
great solution?"

  "Let me ask you a couple of questions.  Was your first time
really bad?"

  "It was awful.  It hurt.  I bled.  The guy had no control.  It
lasted no more than a few minutes.  There was no foreplay, and I
didn't come close to having an orgasm... other than that... it
was just wonderful!" I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

  "It hurt a lot because your lover went too fast... rammed you
too hard... too deep... tearing you open before you were ready. 
Right?"

  "Yeah.  All those things."

  "If he had gone very, very slowly... getting you excited
first... stroking your clitoris... caressing you... using first
one finger... then two... then three.  It wouldn't have hurt
nearly as much... Right?"

  "True, but he was totally inept."

  "And if he had been very careful... gone slowly... he wouldn't
have torn you open... the pain would have been minimal and with
little bleeding... Right?"

  "Yes," I replied, now much calmer and curious as to where this
discussion was going.

  "If your first experience had lasted an hour or more with a lot
of attention to your nipples, your toes, your breasts, your ass,
your labia, and, of course, your clitoris, you would have enjoyed
it a lot more... Right?"

  "Of course... but..."

  My husband held up his hand to silence my protest.  "And if
your clitoris had been caressed, stroked, and licked sensuously
until you had one, or two, or three orgasms, you would have loved
it... Right?"

  "I would have gone wild, I think.  I would have been calling
the guy every hour asking him to come over and do it to me
again." I hissed in excitement.

  "And then when he had you right on the edge of still another
orgasm but refused to let you cum, you would have been begging
him ... Right?"

  "Oh yes!"

  "And if at that point he had whispered that he wanted to make
you cum, but not on his fingers, or mouth, or tongue, but on his
cock inside your pussy... fucking you... what would you have
done?"

  "I would have begged him to fuck me."

  "And when he slowly pushed his hard cock up your cunt and took
your virginity, what would you have done?"

  "Probably fucked him like a whore."

  "So, don't you think that's a perfect solution to Ellen and
Joan's problem?"

  "Of course it is, but where in the hell is Joan going to find a
guy with that kind of control, that kind of ... of savoir faire?"

  My husband slowly rose to his feet, bowed graciously at the
waist, and said softly, "I'm at your service m'Lady."

-----------------------------------

  My emotions ran from shock, to anger, to laughter, and finally
to curiosity.  When I finally regained control of myself, I asked
as calmly as possible, "You're serious?"

  "Very."

  "I know you're a great lover, Gordon, but how do you plan to
seduce an 18-year old girl with no experience, and even if you
managed that, how do you plan to handle the aftermath when Ellen
and Mark find out that you've seduced their young daughter?"

  "I have a plan, Darling.  Would you like to hear it?"

  "As you said to me a while ago... I'm all ears.  Frankly, I
think you're crazy.  That's one hell of a challenge, and I don't
think you can possibly do it."

-----------------------------------

  Thirty minutes later, I was kissing my husband and whispering,
"You are one clever, devious, and sensuous man... not to mention
being a consummate stud.  I love your plan, and it has me so damn
hot I can't believe it."

  "That's good, because in about an hour or so... after I've made
you cum three or four times, I'm going to take your virginity,
Darling... and you are going to be begging me to do it."

  "OOohhhhh god," I moaned in hot anticipation.

  My husband first got my tits out and played with them for a
long time... squeezing and sucking my nipples until they were
hard, distended, and burning.  In just a few minutes, he had me
groaning and thrusting my pussy at him.

  Next, he removed my dress and began licking me... all over.  My
belly... my legs... my thighs... my tits... my lips.   I couldn't
stop gasping.  Then, my panties were gone, and he attacked my
mound and ass with his fingers and tongue.

  After a half hour, the kissing started.  His tongue raped my
mouth repeatedly.  When it retreated, I felt my tongue being
sucked into his mouth.  At the same time, his fingers caressed my
pussy and my ass... light strokes up and down my sex trench until
I was humping against his hand.

  Shortly after his fingers began exploring my slit and inside my
vagina, I came... hard.  My vagina went into hard spastic
contractions around his stroking fingers.  I was still in the
midst of my orgasm, when I felt those same fingers entering my
ass.  I came again.

  At the end of an hour, he was using three fingers inside me,
his tongue was all over my exploding clitoris.   Juices were
gushing out of my pussy like it was a fountain.  I had cum four
times and was building to yet another intense orgasm when Gordon
pulled away from me.

  "Oohhhh don't stop, Honey.  Please.  I'm so close.  Just a
little more... on my clit... please... lick me with your
tongue... just a few times... please... let me cum."

  "No... no more orgasms on my fingers and tongue.  I know you're
a virgin, but if you want to cum again, it's going to have to be
on my cock... deep inside your cunt... taking your virginity and
fucking you like a woman takes a fucking from a hard-cocked stud.
 Do you want that?"

  "Ohhh god, YES!!!  I LOVE IT!  AND JOAN IS GOING TO LOVE IT!
FUCK US, LOVER.  HURRY.  MAKE US CUM ON YOUR BIG COCK!"

  Gordon's cock pressed against the opening to my vagina and
slowly... very slowly... entered me.  "AAAAHHHHH... YES!  FUCK
ME!"

  He pulled back... I moaned... then he pushed the head back
inside me... "Fuck me!  Damn you!  Fuck me!"  I screamed in an
agony of need.

  Gordon gradually pushed in an inch of cock.  "MMmmm... I can
feel your hymen, Darling.  Don't worry... it's not going to
hurt... You'll love it."

  "Ohhhh you hot Bastard!  Stick it in meeeeeeeeeee!" I howled. 
All that got me was another inch of thick cock.

  For ten minutes, Gordon slowly... ever so slowly entered my
vagina with his cock... finally, after ten, delicious,
excruciating minutes, all eight inches of thick man meat were
inside my cunt.  I was cumming... I couldn't stop.  My vagina and
clit seemed to throb harder and harder around Gordon's thick
shaft.

  "Please... fuck me... Move... fuck me... aaahhhhh gawd!  I'm
cumming again... Please... ram meeeee!"  I begged.

  Although I was going crazy with fuck need, I could just imagine
what this was going to feel like for Joan.  It was going to
exceed her wildest fantasies.

  "Are you ready, Darling?" my husband asked.

  "If you move, even a little, I'll cum," I groaned.  He moved
his cock, and I came.  He pulled out and drove it back into me. 
I howled as I came again.  Then he began to fuck me like a wild
bull.  My juices spurted as my vagina and cunt convulsed in
continuous spasms of hot ecstasy.

--------------------------------------

  After ringing the Davidson's doorbell twice, in quick
succession, I only had to wait a moment before Ellen open their
front door and greeted me with a broad smile.  She was still in
the process of buttoning up her suit coat.  It was still open
enough that I had a nice view of her white bra and ample tits
that were bulging out the top.

  "Hi, Gordon.  I certainly didn't expect to see you here.  I
guess that's obvious," she said with a smile.  The fact that she
had stopped her efforts to finish buttoning her top was not lost
on me.

  "I guess I should have called first, but I'm glad I didn't."

  "Me too," she said softly.  "You always know what to say to
make a woman feel really good.  But I guess your trip over has
been wasted.  Mark's not here."

  "What makes you think I came over to see Mark?  After all, Mark
works for me.  His office is right down the hallway from mine. 
If I wanted to see Mark, I would have gone down to his office."

  Ellen's eyes widened.  Involuntarily, she ran her tongue over
her top lip.  I could see that she was shocked, surprised,
pleased, and getting excited by my comment.  She still made no
move to close her coat.  Finally, she stammered, "Oh...  Ok.  I'm
sorry for keeping you standing here in the doorway.  Please come
in, Gordon.  I... well... I...  Do you want a drink or
something?"  She turned and walked into the dining room near the
wet bar.  Looking over her shoulder, she repeated, "A drink or
something?"

  "Something... but no drink."

  "Oh.  What?  I don't ..."

  When Ellen felt my body behind hers, a small shudder shook her
frame.  "Mark..."

  "I sent Mark down to Austin to check the specifications on the
new equipment we've ordered."  Reaching around her body, I
brought both hands upward to cup and heft Ellen's large breasts.

  "OOOooohhhhhhh," she moaned.

  I squeezed both globes gently.  Her head leaned back against
me.  I squeezed her harder... more firmly.  "OOoohhhh yesss...
aaahhhhh!"

  My fingers finished opening the buttons of her coat as I
pressed my erection against her firm ass.  "Oohh Oohh Oohh! 
MMMmmm..."

  Her small shudders were rapidly changing to excited moans. 
Ellen thrust her ass back against my rock-hard cock and pulled
her shoulders back to give me more access to her tits.  When I
continued stroking her breasts and sliding the length of my
erection up and down the crease of her buttocks, her excited
moans grew even louder and more frequent.

  "Turn around, Ellen.  I want to taste your lips."

  As soon as she turned in my arms, I lifted her face to mine and
pressed our lips together in a hard, passionate kiss.  When my
tongue sought entrance, her mouth opened, our kiss deepened, and
when my tongue was inside, she moaned deep in her throat.

  "MMmmm!  MMmmm!  MMmmm!  OOouuuu!  OOouuuu!"  MMMMMmmmmmm!"

  My hand pushed her coat wide open and captured her left tit. 
Slipping my hands beneath her buttocks, I lifted her onto the
dining room table as I caressed her tit and squeezed the rapidly
hardening nipple.  Her lips were now grinding feverishly against
mine.  When I withdrew my tongue, hers followed.

  Our lips had been mashed together for several minutes when I
lowered my hand to the junction of her thighs and pressed inward.
 Her legs immediately opened to give me access to the wet crotch
of her panties and to her eager pussy.

  "Oh yes... oh yes!  AAahhhh... AAAhhhhh... OH YES! OH YES!" she
hissed over and over, her hips gyrating and humping against my
probing hand.

  I could feel her vagina pulsing beneath my hand.  Her
secretions were pouring out of her excited pussy soaking her
panties and filling the room with the heady, musky aroma of a
woman close to a climax.  Breaking our kiss, I pulled her coat
off and threw it aside.  With one quick motion, I had her bra
pulled below her tits.  Both big globes bounced and quivered. 
Ellen pulled her shoulders back to present her tits to my mouth.

  My hand came up and cupped her tit, squeezing it as I sucked
her nipple hard into my mouth.  The suction quickly had her
nipple bulging inside my mouth.  Ellen was hissing with pleasure.
 Her hips were humping frantically trying to bring her excited
pussy into contact with my raging erection.

  "Lift your ass, Ellen."  It rose off the table instantly
allowing me push her short skirt up around her hips and drag down
her panties.

  "Yes, Gordon!  YES!  FUCK ME! I've been trying for six months 
to get you to fuck me... hurry!  Stick it in me!"

  "Not yet, Ellen.  I need to taste your hot cunt first."

  "Oh my gawd!  Yesss.... my cunt... eat me, Gordon.  Please. 
EAT ME!" she wailed as her body heaved, her pussy thrusting
upward, helpless in the intensity of her desire.

  Ellen climaxed the instant I stroked my tongue up the length of
her sex trench.  Her orgasm intensified when my tongue reached
her contracting, throbbing clitoris.  She screeched in wild
ecstasy, juices pouring out of her climaxing hole.

  She seemed to be erupting in a continuous series of orgasms. 
Her hands pressed my face hard against her pulsing pussy.  At the
height of an particularly intense climax, she raised her legs and
locked my head between her thighs in a near ydeath grip.

  She howled for me to suck her ... to make her cum again.  I
couldn't breathe.  Her gushing cunt covered my mouth and nose
shutting off the supply of oxygen.  Ellen continued to cum...
again and again.  I tried to pull back enough to get some air,
but her powerful thighs and frantic hands had me locked against
her throbbing cunt.

  Any chance I had of getting some oxygen was killed by the
eruption of her juices in still another intense orgasm.  I was
drowning inside Ellen's pussy.  Finally, Ellen realized what she
was doing and abruptly released me.  I slumped to my knees,
gasping for breath, my head still between her thighs watching her
vagina and clit throbbing repeatedly in spastic contractions.

  "Oh god, Gordon.  I'm so sorry!  Are you all right?  That was
the most intense series of orgasms I've ever had... I just
couldn't stop cumming... I'm still throbbing."

  "Yeah," I panted, "I'm fine... just needed to breathe." I was
amazed to see that I still had a large, hard erection.

  "You catch your breath, Honey, while I suck your cock."  Ellen
slid off the table to her knees and stripped me except for my
jockey briefs.

  She stared at my tented briefs with three inches of cock
engorged cock sticking up out of the waist band.  Ellen pulled my
briefs off and gasped.  "Oh fuck!  What a cock!  You're so damn
big, Honey.  And thick!" she hissed in fascination as she stared
at my throbbing shaft.

  She sucked 6 inches into her mouth and throat and began ramming
her lips up and down the shaft as she held my balls and jacked
off the two inches of dick that weren't inside her mouth. She had
me moaning and mouth fucking her in just a few moments.  I pushed
her head back and rose up over her face and began to face fuck
her.  She took most of my rod all the way down her throat.

  The feeling was exquisite, but I wanted to shoot the first load
into Ellen's cunt.  "Stop, Honey.  I want to cum the first time
inside your cunt.  Are you on the pill or do I need to wear a
condom?"

  "I'm on the pill, Honey.  But even if I weren't, I'd want your
cock inside me bare... shooting me full of your hot cum.  Get on
me, Gordon.  Get in me!  Fuck me!  Fuck me and shoot it in me!"

  I boosted Ellen's ass back onto the table, she didn't have to
be told what to do.  Her legs rose into the air so that her feet
were over the top of my head.  Her legs were still closed, but I
was too hot to wait.

  Aiming my cock at the pussy lips peeking from between her
closed thighs, I snapped my hips forward driving the bloated head
hard against her pussy.  Half of the head sank into her hole on
the first thrust.  I pulled back, my cock head now wet with her
secretions, and rammed it back between her thighs.  The head sank
into her smoothly and I pushed in four more inches of cock,
forcing her thighs open in the process and stretching her cunt
hole open.

  "GGGHHHHAAAAAAAAAA.... OOOHHHH FUCKKKKKK.... AAAHHH... CAN'T
KEEP YOU OUT!  TOO BIG... TOO HARD... TOO STRONG... YOU'RE IN
MEEEEEEE... FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE... DO IT TO ME, GORDON.  FUCK ME
LIKE A HOT WHORE."

  Pulling her legs open, she pulled her knees back to present her
now gaping cunt for my use.  My next thrust buried all eight
inches inside her deliciously tight, and wet vagina.  We both
howled with pleasure.  I rammed down into her... she thrust her
pussy up to meet me.  Cock thudded into cunt bringing gasps of
female pleasure and grunts of male satisfaction.

  My shaft surged in and out of her tight hole... again and
again.  Ellen's high-pitched shrieks announced her orgasm.  The
throbbing of her convulsing vagina quickly brought me off and my
masculine groans mixed with her shrieks as the spurting of her
female juices mixed with the copious streams of semen being
pumped into her waiting pussy.

----------------------------

  "Why did you wait so long to fuck me, Gordon?  You must have
known how hot I was for you.  Every time Mark and I were with you
and Paula, I was flirting with you continuously."

  "That's true, but Paula was flirting just as much with Mark.  I
thought it was just a sexy game the two of you played knowing
that it was just fun and not serious.  I didn't mean to play
"hard to get".  In fact, I don't know any men who even know how
to play that game."

  "I suppose that's true, but I wasn't just teasing.  I wonder if
Paula is serious or just playing.  I'm sure Mark would love to
fuck her."

  "Enough about Mark and Paula.  I want to fuck you again.  Do
you like it in doggie position?"

  "I love that!  It's my favorite way to fuck, Honey."

  "Mine too.  Paula also likes that best.  She says that women
like it because the guy's cock goes in so deep."

  "It does, Lover.  It does.  I love it!  Why do men like it? 
Same reason?"

  "That plus the fact that we can see our partner's cunt and
watch our cocks sinking in and out of it.  Men are visual and
that's one awesomely hot sight!"

  Oh My Gawd!  We can't!  Look at the time!" Ellen gasped.

  "So what?  I told you I sent Mark to Austin today.  He won't be
home until 6 PM or so.  We still have hours."

  "It's not Mark.  It's Joan.  She'll be home from school around
2:30 PM.  We only have about 15 minutes.  We need to get
dressed."

  I pushed Ellen back onto the table on her back.  She laughed
and said, "Don't, Lover.  We don't have time.  Joan will come in
and see her mother being screwed like a hot bitch."

  I ignored her, put one leg up on my shoulder opening up her
pussy, and nailed my newly erected cock back into her hot, wet,
cum-filled hole.  She moaned as it sank into her.

  "OOOoohhhhhhhh, Gordon.  That's feels so damn good.  But we
can't.  Joan will ... aaahhh ... aaah... aaaah... ooohhhhh fuck
meeeee.... aaahhhh... aaahhhh...  Joan will see me getting
fucked.... ooohhh oohhhh oohhh... harder... harder, Honey.  Fuck
me deeper... aaaahhhhhh... oohhh shit.... she'll be here any
second.  Please!"

  "She's not a virgin is she?"  I asked as I continued to drive
my entire eight inches in and out of Ellen's now throbbing pussy.

  "Yesss.  aaahh...aaahhh...uuummmmmmm.. ooohhh fuck... so
good... yes... she's a virgin... aaaahhhhhhhh."

  "Really?  Why?"  I squeezed one of Ellen's tits and began to
slowly stroke her clitoris as I pumped her with steady, deep
strokes.  She couldn't keep her ass still nor could she keep from
moaning with the delicious sensations rippling through her pussy.

  "She's afraid to let a boy fuck her.... aaaahhhhh... god... if
she only knew how good this feels.... she'd be on the phone
begging boys to come over... fuck me deeper, Gordon.  I'm so
close."

  "Then let's let her catch us fucking... She'll spy on us and
see just how fantastically good sex is and forget about being
afraid."

  "Oohhhh you sexy bastard.  That's so hot... so deliciously
wicked.... fuck me!"

  "Joan will be here any moment."

  "AAAHHHHHH... OOHHHH... forget her.... fuck me!  Bang me,
Lover.  Hard...oohhhh fuckkkkkkk... I'm cumming... I'm
cummingggggggg!"  Ellen wailed as her vagina exploded in hard
contractions.

  Ellen's ass was hammering up and down on the table as the
orgasm engulfed her body.  What she didn't know was that Joan had
come home just about the time I had put her leg up on my shoulder
and nailed her cunt.  For the last 10 minutes or so, she had been
hiding in the den not 15 feet away watching me fuck her mother. 
I could see her reflection in the bay window of the dining room
as she furiously rubbed her pussy.  I was pretty certain she had
cum about the same time as her mother.

  "Doggie fucking time, Ellen."

  "OOOOhhhhhh nooooo... we can't."  I withdrew and pulled her off
the table.  Quickly, I turned her around before she caught sight
of Joan, bent over with her head resting on the table, and her
ass elevated.

  "Ready?"  I asked.

  "Oh god... Joan's will see me being fucked...
aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"  I had nailed her in mid-sentence.  "Oohhh
so good.... so big... FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!", Ellen screamed.

  "Why is she afraid?" I asked as I slowly increased the speed of
my strokes.

  "She's afraid it will hurt... ugh ugh ugh...agghhhaaa...
probably will... boys her age have no experience in how to treat
a woman....  ooohh ooohh oohhh... oh my gawd... I feel like I'm
going to cum again, Gordon!  Give it to me faster, Darling.  FUCK
ME!"

  "I never hurt a woman when we have sex... Never!  Virgin or
not... doesn't matter.  All they experience is what you're
feeling right now, Ellen.  I'm going to make you cum again very
soon."

  "Oh yes!  OH YES!  FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!  KEEP FUCKING
ME!"

  Turning, I smiled at Joan and motioned for her to come over
beside me while I fucked her mother.  Her skirt was now up to her
waist, and she was too hot to resist.  She practically ran over.
As I pumped Ellen closer and closer to another orgasm, I removed
Joan's top and released her very nice 34B tits.  By the time she
was 21 or so, they would easily be 36C or larger.  Her nipples
were hard as rocks and distended.  She shuddered when I slowly
stroked them in time to my strokes into Ellen's cunt.

  Leaning over, I whispered in her ear.  "You're next, Joan, and
I promise you'll love it and there won't be any pain to speak
of."  I rubbed her pussy through her panties and found her
panties soaked.  Her hips began to hunch in response.

  "Is she going to cum again?"  Joan whispered, obviously amazed
at the intense passion and sexuality her mother exhibited.

  "Yes.  And very soon.  It will be the sixth time she's cum." 
Her eyes opened wide in amazement at that information.

  "I didn't know a woman could cum that many times with a man?"

  "They can, as you'll see in just a few minutes."

  "Ooohhh god," she hissed as her fingers rubbed her clitoris
frantically.

  "Take your fingers off your clit, Joan.  The rest of your
orgasms today will be on my fingers, tongue, and cock."   Joan's
excitement reached a peak so high she couldn't keep her hips
still.

  "Your mother's about to cum.  Reach between her legs and rub
her clitoris while I fuck her.  We'll both make her cum and you
can feel how hard her sixth orgasm is."

  Joan's hand followed my orders, and Ellen screamed.  "OOHHHHH
GOD... WHAT'S HAPPENING?  AAAHHHHHHHHH SHIT.... OOHHHHH
FUCKKKK... CUMMING... I'M CUMMINGGG.... FUCK ME HARDER, GORDEN! 
RUB MY CLIT FASTER....AAHHHHHH... AAAHH... AAAHH... CUMMINGG...
UUGGHHHHH!!"

  "She's cumming!  She's really cumming hard!  Oh WOW!"  Joan
gushed as she felt her mother's pussy going into hard throbbing
contractions.

  "Oh NO!  NO!" Ellen screamed when she realized that her
daughter was not only watching her being fucked, she was rubbing
her clitoris and helping me get her off. But she was too far
gone... far too hot... to stop.  She continued to hump and howl
as her juices spurted all over Joan's hand.

  I pulled Joan into my arms and kissed her... softly at first
and then harder.  At first, she was hesitant, reluctant, but
after a very brief struggle with herself, she wrapped her arms
around me and kissed me back with equal passion, her hips
thrusting frantically against my rigid erection.

  When we broke the kiss, she looked down at my cock still wet
with her mother's secretions and my previous cum load.  Her body
shuddered hard, and she gasped, "Oh gawd!  That's huge.  I can't
take it.  It will tear me apart... just kill me... please,
don't."

  "I won't... not until you beg me to do it.  Believe me, the
pain will be very, very minor, if any at all.  Let's go to the
bedroom."  I scooped the black-headed, beauty into my arms and
carried her to the master bedroom.  Just before leaving the
den/dining room area, I called back to Ellen, "When you recover,
Ellen, come join us."

  Once in the bedroom, I put Joan on the bed and began to kiss
her again as my hands caressed her breasts, particularly her hard
nipples.  For the next 10 minutes, I continued to kiss the young
woman... her face, her lips, her belly, her tits, her nipples...
after making a complete circuit twice, I gave her a sensuous
tongue bath, licking every inch of her body.  She was squirming
and thrusting her tits into my mouth before I finished.

  "OOohhhh... OOOhhhhh... do more...do more," she moaned with
need.

  By this time, Ellen was on the bed beside us.  She leaned over
and whispered in my ear, "You're driving her crazy... she's going
to be spoiled for her inept boyfriends."

  "Shall I stop?" I whispered back.

  "Not unless you want her to scratch your eyes out, Honey." 
Ellen reached down and felt my cock.  "Mmmmmm... you're hard as
stone again.  How about fucking me with this thing after you're
done her?"

  "I had planned on it."

  Ellen pressed her big tits into my back and sighed with
pleasure.  But she wasn't moaning as loudly as her daughter at
the moment.

  "Please, Mr. Baxter.  Do more."

  "Not until you call me Gordon."

  "Please, Gordon,  More."

  I unzipped her skirt and without being told, she raised her ass
and allowed me to remove both the skirt and her panties at the
same time.  I also removed her tennis shoes.  She looked so
innocent in her socks, I decided to leave them on.  Her pussy was
shaved bare and looked delicious.

  I spent five minutes kissing her belly and then it received 
the same tongue bath I had given her tits.  She was humping her
pussy upward trying desperately to get me to use my tongue on it.
 I ignored her obvious need until she was begging... "Please,
Gordon.  I'm about to cum.  Lick me there... please."

  "Lick you where?"

  "You know."

  "I do... but if you want it there, you have to ask for it."

  Her ass beat up and down on the bed until finally she arched
her ass and held it a foot off the bed with her legs open.  "My
pussy, Gordon.  Lick my pussy... please."

  "Right now, I'll lick your pussy, but when you're a woman, it
will no longer be your pussy when you're in bed with a man... it
will be your cunt.  Understand, Joan?"

  "Mom," she asked looking at Ellen.  "Is that what you call it?"

  "When I'm with a man... always."

  After kissing every inch of her thighs and legs and working my
way back up to her cunt, I said, "Lift your legs, Joan.  Spread
wide... open up your pussy if you want it pleasured."

  In a flash, the young brunette had her legs high and wide, and
I moved my face into her sex saddle. First, I worked on the labia
until she was begging for more.  When the tongue pushed into her
vagina, she groaned, and when it moved upward to her engorged and
erect clit, she howled.  Spreading her labia and pulling back the
protective hood, I exposed her clit completely.  This time when
my tongue stroked the throbbing shaft, Joan screamed... juices
seeped from her hole, and she came in hard spasms.

  I continued to kiss her belly and thighs while waiting for her
orgasm to abate.  When it did, her clitoris was again inside my
mouth being sucked and licked.  Her mother's hands were squeezing
 her breasts and licking the nipples while my mouth, lips, and
tongue worked their magic on her throbbing button.  It didn't
take long to bring Joan to her third orgasm... two with me and
one while she was masturbating watching Ellen being fucked.

  When I began again, I moved downward to her ass.  She had never
experienced that pleasure before and couldn't keep her hips still
when I did it to her.

  Throughout all of this, I was working two and then three
fingers into the opening of her vagina... not deep, but deep
enough to stretch her.  When she was getting close to another
climax, her legs suddenly locked about my head trapping me the
same way her mother had done earlier, but she was smaller and
when I knew she was about to cum, I pulled away.

  "NO!  NO!  NO!  Please, don't stop.  I want to cum again. 
Please.  I'm almost there."

  "Don't worry, Joan.  I'm going to make you cum more times than
you can count."

  I pushed her legs up and back again.  While Ellen's mouth
worked over Joan�s hard nipples, I squirted astroglide all over
my cock and her pussy to provide even more lubrication.  Her hips
were  thrusting in hard fuck motions as she waited impatiently.

  Moving between her thighs, I fitted the head of my cock into
her opening.  She moaned at the invasion.  Gradually, I worked
the head inside her and then leaned forward and kissed her.  Her
arms wrapped around me as she moaned with pleasure and
anticipation.

  "Ooohhhh Gordon... that feels so good.  yvery time you move,
the pressure on my clit drives me crazy.  Over the next 10
minutes, I continued to fuck the young girl with the head of my
cock.  By the end of that time, she was taking the head plus one
inch.  Then I hit the barrier.

  Every fiber of my being was urging me to ram my cock into her
tunnel and rip her hymen to shreds, but I resisted and continued
to work on her gradually while my fingers caressed her ass and my
hands cupped her breasts for Ellen to suck.

  It wasn't long before the stimulation on her clit, breasts, and
G-spot were too much for Joan to bear.  Her pussy humped on the
two inches of dick I was giving her until I felt her vagina clamp
down on me in hard contractions.

  "OOOHHHHH I'M CUMMING!" she wailed.

  Her hips rammed upward and I drove two more inches of cock into
her convulsing vagina splitting her hymen and opening up her sex
channel.  She was cumming so hard, she never felt the membrane
tear.  The small amount of blood was lost in all the lubrication.
A few minutes later, when her orgasm ebbed, I was fucking her
with five inches of cock.

  "OH MY GAWD!  You whole cock is inside me, isn't it.  Oh WOW! 
I'm not a virgin any longer am I?  You're fucking my pussy so
good!"

  "No, you're not a virgin any longer and I'm not fucking your
pussy.  What am I fucking, Joan?"

  "OOOOhhhhh... AAAaaaahhhh... my cunt... you're fucking my CUNT!
 MY HOT CUNT!  Fuck me, Gordon.  FUCK MY CUNT!"

  Over the next five minutes I worked seven inches of cock into
her vagina until she was howling in total ecstasy every time I
plunged into her depths.  She came again... then once more.

  "Like it, Darling?"  her mother whispered in her ear as her
daughter's ass thrust upward to receive my cock every time I
drove downward into her hot hole.  "Isn't it just delicious?"

  "OOohhhh yesss... It's wonderful.. AAahhhhh... He's fucking me
soooo hard... sooo deep... gggahhhaaaaaaaa... he's making me cum,
Mom!"

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  I was on my back with Joan riding me.  She was doing all the
work.  All I had to do was lie there and let her use my erection
to pleasure herself.  That young girl, who two hours before had
been afraid to let me put my penis inside her vagina just far
enough to remove her hymen, was now hammering her cunt wildly up
and down on my shaft.  Every time she rose, seven inches slid out
of her throbbing hole leaving only the head inside.  Every time
she rammed her ass down the lips of her tight cunt continued all
the way down my 8-inch cock until they were wrapped snuggly
around the base and pressing against my balls.

  She had already cum once riding me and was working herself
toward another orgasm as I struggled to hang on until she came
again.  Her mother was rubbing her clit hard and fast as she
fucked herself on my rod.

  "Oh damn, Joan.  I can't hold it much longer.   Hurry.  Cum,
Baby!"

  "Just a few more... ugh ugh ugh ... a few .... UGH UGH UGH...
AAAAHHHHHH BIG... HARD... FUCK STICK... LOVE IT... AAHHHHH ...
JUST A FEW MORE THRUSTS, STUD... UGH UGH UGH!!  NOW!  OOHHHH
YES... NOW!  I'M CUMMINGGG... SHOOT IT IN MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

  My dick just literally detonated inside her cunt sending jet
after jet of thick semen into her throbbing vagina.

  I collapsed backward onto the bed as Joan twitching body
slumped over me, still quivering in her orgasm.  Her vagina was
still pulsing when my cock slipped out of her.

  I wasn't sure how much time had elapsed when I heard Ellen
talking to her daughter.  "It's time you learned how to get a man
hard again after you've exhausted him.  Suck his cock, Joan.  Get
him hard so he can do me.  Go on.  Suck him!"

  She had no problem taking my entire soft cock in her mouth. 
With her mother giving her instructions, she sucked me allowing
her lips to slide up and down my soft shaft.  At the same time,
she caressed and stroked my balls.

  When my cock began to show some life and harden, Joan wasn't
able to take all of it inside her mouth in spite of Ellen's
urging to do so.

  "He's too big, Mom.  I can't get all of him inside when he's
hard.  Can you do that?"

  "No," she laughed, "but I can take more than you're doing. 
Relax your throat and let him slide down."

  It took about 15 minutes or so before I was hard... not
iron-hard, but easily hard enough to penetrate a cunt, which was
what Ellen wanted.  I pushed myself up off the bed and rolled
Joan onto her back with her head over the edge of the bed. 
Standing up, I pushed my cock into her mouth and forced five
inches inside, but that was all she could take.  It was enough.

  When I was fully hard, I pulled out of Joan's mouth and turned
to Ellen.  She was already on her back, her legs up, knees bents
and open, waiting for me.  I slid into her sex saddle and nailed
it into her.

  "AAAahhhhhhhhh... YES!  Big Cock... It's in meeeeeee.... Fuck
it!  Fuck my cunt, Lover.... Hard!"

  She wrapped her legs around my back and surged upward as I
drove my sex spike into her hot, throbbing hole.

  "Fuck her, Gordon.  Give it to my Mom.  Make her cum!" Joan
urged, her fingers rubbing furiously over her cunt.

  I rolled Ellen onto her side and began fucking her in spoon
position, gradually picking up the force and speed of my thrusts.
 Finally, I was pounding her like a jack hammer.  She wailed and
then began screaming as she erupted in an orgasm.  A moment
later, I pumped her pussy full of cum.

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  Later that night, Paula was sitting on my lap with my cock
buried in her pussy.  I had just finished telling her all the
sexy details of my afternoon with Ellen and Joan.

  "Oh Lover, I'm impressed.  I was pretty certain that getting
into Ellen would not be a problem for you.  The sexy slut has
been hot for you for month, but I really didn't think you could
manage to seduce Joan too.  And after all that pussy, your cock
is hard again.  Did anyone ever tell you that you're a hot, sexy
satyr?"

  "It's hard not to be when a man is married to an incredibly hot
wife like I've got."

  "Fuck me harder... a little faster... you sexy Stud."

  "MMMMmmm... the afternoon was awesome, but neither of those two
women compare you, Paula.  I'm having trouble controlling my
orgasm when you're mounted on me like this."

  "Don't control it, Darling.  Cum in me... I'll just suck you
hard again."

  I held my wife's hot ass as I pumped her.  "You know that you
need to get together with Mark.  He's not going to be a happy
camper when he learns that I've had both his wife and his
daughter while he's been left out.  Why don't you give him a call
at work and tell him you need him to fix the heater or oven. 
When he shows up, let him know that it's your oven that he needs
to fix.  After that, the four of us can have an erotic evening
together."

  Paula was pumping her pussy faster on my cock now.  Leaning
forward, she whispered, "That won't be necessary, Honey.  Just
worry about fucking your hot slutty wife."

  I began fucking my wife even harder and deeper as I whispered,
"Why won't it be necessary.  We want to be fair to Mark."

  "Aaaahh... god... love your big ... aaaahhhhh... cock...
fucking me.... It's not necessary because ... ugh ugh ugh ugh...
bang it... bang my cunt, Lover.... because Mark's  been fucking
me once or twice a week for months, Honey."

  I shot off like a cannon causing my wife's orgasm to erupt when
she felt me filling her hot cunt.

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