Cheryl's Heat by Chris and RLM

Part 2 - The Making of a Hot Wife

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Authors' Note:  Part 1 of the story, Teenage and Single Years,
describes the erotic events in Cheryl's early life from loss of
her virginity at age 12 to her working as a housekeeper for a
32-year old bachelor, her job as a sales clerk in a mall and then
as a soft porno model, and finally as an executive secretary at a
construction company with a boss who appeared to be Mafioso.  The
present part picks up the story when Cheryl meets her future
husband, Chris, using an on-line dating service.

======================================= Cheryl Meets Chris:

  After quitting my job at the construction company, I was at
loose ends for a couple of weeks looking for another job.  With
time on my hands and no steady boyfriend, I signed onto an
online-dating service.

  So far I had had as "steady" boyfriends a 32-year old bachelor,
a photographer who took photos for adult magazines,  the manager
of an adult modeling agency, the manager of a construction
company who might have been a Mafioso, and one of the
construction workers, who wasn't exactly a boyfriend but he
fucked me a lot.  In addition, I had had a bi-girlfriend who did
me constantly for several months.  Besides those boyfriends and
my bi-girlfriend, I had dozens of guys who had screwed me once or
a few times, and of course, I had had one gang bang in Miami. 
With this record of non-success, I decided that maybe the on-line
service would produce better results.

  At first, the results from the dating service were rather
bleak.  Many of the guys were married and just wanted a hot piece
of ass other than their wives.  There were also a lot of single
men, all of whom immediately told me about their cock, which was
always 9 to 12 inches and incredibly thick.

  After a week, I did have one bright spot.  I got a good
position as a paralegal with a good law firm.  Naturally, the two
lawyers with whom I worked both wanted to get into my pants,
particularly Lucas, and since I didn't have a boyfriend, I was
getting more and more horny as day after day passed without
having my pussy filled with what I liked best.

  Three weeks into the online dating thing, I was stunned to see
an e-mail a world different from what I had been used to seeing
and from the guys I had been dating for last four years.  The
message was from a Chris Davidson, who gave a lot of information
about himself.  He was well educated with a very responsible
position as Chief of Network Security with a large corporation. 
He was single with no steady girlfriend.  He lived in the same
area as me.  He sent a fully-clothed photo of himself, and if the
photo was really him, he was a really handsome and sexy guy.  At
no point, did he tell me he had a 10-inch dick that he couldn't
wait to sink into my cunt.

  I responded with an equally informative e-mail and sent a photo
of myself.  As good as Chris looked, I tried to pick one that
would interest him without making him think I was a slut.  After
all, I thought, what he doesn't know won't hurt me.

  It took nearly three weeks of emails and back and forth before
I  talked to him on the phone.  He sounded even nicer than his
e-mails, education, job, and photo made him seem.  He had a deep,
sexy voice that had me creaming the first time we spoke on the
phone.  After the first couple of phone calls, he started calling
me around 9 PM, and Chris and I would chat until the wee hours...
often until 3 AM.

  I could tell that he was very interested in a lot more than
just some quick sex because he very carefully avoided sex talk
during our conversations.  Even though he had my photo and had to
be dying of curiosity, he never once asked me about the size of
my tits.  The more he avoided sex in our conversations, the
hotter I got.  It was something very new to me, and I found that
I really liked it even though it was so frustrating that I was
having to masturbate after our calls at least twice.

  Finally, I knew I was going to have to be the one to break the
ice if we were ever going to talk about sex.  At the start of the
next week, after we had talked for an hour, I took a deep breath
and said, "Chris, your photo, your education, your job
responsibility, just the sound of your voice really excites me. 
I get the feeling that you are more than just a little interested
in me too."

  At this point he interrupted me and said, "I'm a hell of a lot
more than just a little interested in you.  I think I'm already
madly in love with you even though we've never even met or
kissed."

  "Mmmmmmm... I like hearing you say that.  Do you like the way I
look?"

  "Like the way you look?  Hell no!  I love the way you look. 
I've never dated a woman who was in your league."

  My pussy pulsed.  It wasn't just that this man knew what
buttons to push to get me hot... like Flavio did.  What this man
was saying had a ring of sincerity to it that made what he said
ten times more exciting and ten times more effective as Flavio's
line.  "If that's true, why haven't you even asked me how big my
tits are?"

  "Because I didn't want to scare you off by coming across as an
asshole interested only in your tits.  But I can tell you that
I've masturbated many times looking at your photo."

  "Really?"  I was truly surprised.  "But the photo I sent
doesn't show much of my body."

  "It doesn't have to.  It shows your to-die-for face and my
imagination is good enough to fill in the rest."

  My pussy wasn't pulsing any longer... it was throbbing and hot
secretions were pouring into my panties wetting my thighs.  No
man had ever gotten me so hot just by talking to me on the phone.
 "They're 36DD," I said.

  "Oh my god!  I suppose you know that you just got me hard...
really hard."

  "How big is your cock?"

  There was a hesitation.  I held my breath.  Finally, Chris
said, "I have this urge to lie, but I won't.  Right now, as hot
as you've gotten me, it's a little above average in length, about
6.5 inches.  It's also very thick.  I can't wrap my hand around
the shaft."

  I loved it!  Absolutely loved it!  First, because I knew Chris
was telling me the truth.  Second, because 6.5 inches is plenty
and thick is more important than long.  And third, and most
importantly, because he had enough confidence in himself as a
lover and as a man, that he didn't need to lie about having some
ridiculous sized cock.

  "Ooohhhh fuck," I moaned.  I heard his intake of breath when he
heard me say 'fuck'.  Jezzz... this man had me climbing the
walls.  "I wish you were here with that hot cock that you can't
even get your hand around.  If you can't get your hand around
it... I know I couldn't... but..."

  "But what?"

  "But even if my hand won't go around it... I'm sure my mouth
will."

  There was no reply, and I was afraid I had gone too far, too
fast.  "Oh god... did I shock you?"

  "No," came the male gasp from the phone.  "You got me so hot, I
almost came in my pants.  I had to double over and press my
thighs together to keep from cumming."

  "Ooohhhhhhhhh... aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

  "Are you all right?" Chris asked me.

  "Yess... except you just made me cum.  My cunt is still
throbbing.  Take it out and shoot it, Chris.  Imagine that I'm
there and you creaming my body."

  The deep, guttural moans from the phone as Chris shot off made
me cum again. We talked until 3 AM.  Two hours of that time was
spent on phone sex.  He got me off four times and I made him cum
a second time.

  A month after our first e-mail, we agreed to meet in the
parking lot of North Dekalb Mall.  We agreed that when we met,
Chris was going to just walk up and kiss me... hard and
passionately no matter who was watching.

  I was waiting in the parking lot when Chris arrived.  There
were quite a few people around, but as we had planned, he just
walked up, took me in his arms and kissed me for over a minute. 
His tongue pressed against my lips, and I eagerly opened my
mouth. Finally, he broke the kiss and said, "Hi!"  The
realization that I had just spent a full minute soul kissing a
guy I had met for the first time had me wet again.  This man
seemed to always get me wet.

  We had a nice talkative dinner at the Olive Garden, then went
back to the parking lot to say goodnight.  Chris kissed me
several times and before long we were in the back seat of his car
involved in a hot make-out session.  I was so hot it felt like my
pussy was on fire.

  I was wearing a pair of stretch pants with a nice blouse, which
I unbuttoned to encourage Chris.  He didn't need any more hint
than that.  He had both of my tits out in a flash, and a second
after that he was sucking my nipples and sending shivers of
delight through my body straight down to my cunt.  When he began
to rub my pussy, my legs just flew apart.  The pants were thin
and soaked with my sexual secretions.  We could both smell the
hot aroma of my cunt.

  I assumed that Chris would fuck me right there in the parking
lot.  Every other man I had ever dated would have been in me in a
flash.  Instead, Chris had other ideas.

  "Cheryl, I want to fuck you so bad it feels like my cock is
going to break it's so damn hard.  But I think this is something
special.  I want a lot more than just a quick fuck in the back
seat of this car.  Are you going to write me off as lousy lover
if we date for awhile before we have sex?"

  That got me so hot, I pulled his mouth to mine and kissed him
so hard I almost broke the skin and brought blood.  "I can't wait
to see you again," I moaned when I finally pulled my lips away
from his.

  "How about Monday night.  Dinner and a movie.  This time, I'll
pick you up at your apartment instead of meeting you in the
parking lot."

  When Chris drove off, I did feel like I had cheated him.  I
knew that I was sending him home with a raging erection.  He
probably thought I was in the same situation.  What he didn't
know was that I had cum hard during that near blood-sucking kiss.
 He was the first man who had ever made me cum from talking to me
on the phone, and the first man who had made me cum while kissing
me.

  On our date Monday, after dinner and the movie, we had another
make-out session in his car outside my apartment.  This time, I
wouldn't let him go home with another painful erection.  I think
he loved the feel of my lips sliding up and down his rigid,
throbbing shaft.  When I took almost two inches of his cock into
my throat without gagging, he was amazed.  When he did explode,
it was my turn to be amazed.  His load was even larger than the
load Max had pumped into me on our first fuck.  Of course, I
didn't tell Chris that.

  We dated again on Thursday, and this time he returned the
favor.  He didn't encounter any resistance when he pushed my
tight skirt up over my hips and pulled down my panties.  As soon
as his tongue slipped into my hot, gushing sex trench, I came. 
Sometimes men say they can't tell when a woman cums or if she
cums.  Chris never had any doubt that I was having an intense
orgasm.  My clit was dancing wildly while my pussy was convulsing
in hard, spastic contractions.

  He eased off and let my orgasm ebb before he moved his tongue
up to my engorged clitoris.  I had previously considered Rhonda
to be the best tongue master I had been with.  Shit... she was an
amateur compared to Chris.  He worked my clitoris like a virtuoso
bringing me to the edge... backing off... then bringing me on
edge again until I was screaming and begging.  When he brought me
off, my juices spurted like a fire hose.  Every time the hard
contractions of my cunt would begin to decrease, his tongue
attacked my clitoris again.  I have no idea how long this
consummate stud kept me cumming... it seemed like forever. 
Before he stopped, I had lost bladder control and was nearly
unconscious.
  I was so tired, I couldn't move.  I was actually afraid he
would mount me.  Who could have blamed him and what man could
have possibly resisted.  My fear came because I was so tired, I
knew I would be a lousy fuck... a dead fish... unable to move my
ass.  Somehow... someway he knew this and backed off.  "What a
stud I was dating!" was the thought that raced through my sex
exhausted brain.

  After the date on Thursday, there was no way in hell I was
going to let Chris date me again without fucking me.  I knew he
was working late installing a network server in one of the
offices of his firm.  I also knew exactly where he was working. 
Before they locked up the building, I entered and hid in the
ladies room until the building had emptied.

  I didn't want to interrupt his work, not because I was so
concerned about a network server... whatever that was, but
because I wanted all of his brain and cock concentrating on my
hot, eager pussy and mouth.  Around 11 PM, I knocked on the door
where he was working.  When he let me in, his mouth fell open. 
All I was wearing was a skin-tight white T-shirt, a pair of red
bikini panties, and, of course, the mandatory high heels for slut
wear.

  "Hi, Big Boy.  I'm looking for a stud who can take care of my
hot cunt with a hard cock.  Wanna volunteer?"  I dimmed the
lights and waited.

  We were still on the couch in the office two hours later. 
Chris was an incredible cocksman.  He had made my hot pussy cum a
dozen times while he was pumping four big loads of cum into me...
one in my mouth and two in my eager pussy.  At one point, when I
was in doggy position, I arched my ass high and pulled it open
with my hands and pointed at my ass hole.  "In here, Stud.  Put
it in me."

  "I don't want to hurt you," he whispered.

  "It's supposed to hurt a woman a little bit... makes her know
she's a woman with a hot stud.  We're not leaving this office
until you fuck my ass even if we're still here when the staff
arrives in the morning.  Now, get on me, Baby.  Fuck my hot,
tight ass."

  He did and I was amazed at his control once he was in me.  Not
many men can last very long in a tight ass.  Chris was not only a
tongue master and a cunt master, he did a fantastic job on my ass
as well before he put his fourth load into me.

  We moved in together the next week.

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  For the next six weeks, we fucked almost everyday, sometimes
two or three times a day.  But I also found that Chris was a real
workaholic.  He never failed to spend at least 60 hours a week
working on network and computer problems with his firm.  Often,
the 60 hours would expand to 80, and I was not seeing him nearly
as much as I would have liked.

  The real problem, however, was that I wasn't accustomed to
having sex with only one man... particularly when that man worked
as hard as Chris did.  As a result, we ended up fighting and
arguing.  Mostly it was me nagging him not to spend so much time
with computers.  Finally, we both got really mad, and I moved out
after two months with Chris.

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Paralegal:

  After several days with no sex, I found myself masturbating two
or three times a day.  On the sixth day, post Chris, between 8 to
10 PM, I masturbated three times... twice with my fingers and
once with my vibrator.  After my third orgasm, I knew I could
keep fingering my pussy all night, and it wasn't going to provide
me what I needed... wanted... a big, hard cock in my cunt...
fucking me... making me cum.

  Obviously, I needed a man.  Besides that, I was still mad at
Chris for being so stubborn.  If he wanted to work more than he
wanted to fuck me, then I'd just find someone who did want to
screw me.

  I think I ran into my bedroom I was so hot.  Frantically, I
searched for something sexy to wear.  Finally, I selected a short
patterned skirt, black bra with a white top, black panties, and
plastic sandals with 4-inch stiletto heels.  I only buttoned one
button of the blouse so that my tits would show.  Ten minutes
later, I was in my car on my way to Buckhead, which was a pick up
spot for men looking for women and for women looking to get laid,
which described me perfectly.

  There was no cover charge for single women, as the management
knew how much male business they attracted.  They even served me
a drink complements of the house.  I took a few sips and then
circulated through the place to see what was available... and
also to let the men check me out.  In my ultra short skirt, I
knew they all liked Cwhat they saw.

  There was a low couch next to one wall that suited my purposes
perfectly.  When I sat down, my 4-inch heels raised my legs until
my knees were above my waist.  The position caused the short
skirt to ride up to the tops of thighs.  I sat like that for a
bit until several men were checking me out... then I opened my
legs wide exposing all of my thighs and my black panties, which
were soaked.  I could feel my cunt and clit throbbing.

  Within a minute, two guys came over sat down on either side of
me.  "Are you looking for company, Beautiful?" one of the asked.
The other one just stared by my cleavage and then at my crotch
doing his best to see my pussy through the wet panties.

  "No... not interested in company.  What I want is hard cock."

  "I think I have just what you need," the second man said
without taking his eyes off my crotch.

  "So do I, Honey.  Wanna feel?"

  "Why not. Scoot closer, so I can check each of you out."

  Both men pressed against me.  A moment later, I had a hard male
organ throbbing in each one of my hands.  "Oh fuck!  You guys
both have what I want?"

  "Both of us?"

  "I've got three delicious holes.  The way I feel right now, I
don't think I'm gonna have any problems taking care of two
cocks."

  The two guys nodded.  The crotch man asked, "Where to?"

  "There's a Motel 8 down the street about two blocks.  I provide
the pussy... you guys pay for the room."

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  "Oh jesus... you hot bastard... suck me!  My clit... get my
clit... lick meeeeeeeeeee!  AAAAaaaaaaaaahhh... yess.. Yes!  YES!
 Like that... oohhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkk... harder... harder...
gonna cum... I'm fucking gonna cum!!"

  "Make the hot bitch cum, Jack.  Work her clit.... hard!"

  Jack was a tongue master... fucking unbelievable... every time
his tongue tip slid up the length of my pulsing clit, his fingers
pushed back and forth over my G-spot.  When I was right on the
brink... he eased off and kept me from going over... again and
again until I was screaming and begging.

  When he had my hips a foot off the bed, gyrating in
desperation, he rammed three fingers into my convulsing cunt and
rotated them hard over my G-spot.  He sucked my dilated and
swollen clit as his tongue lashed the shaft and tip.  My entire
hole just erupted... juices spurting every where.

  "AAAaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... uuuunngghhhh... oohh ooohh ooohhh...
cumminggg... CUMMING!!"

  When my ass crashed to the bed, he moved away so he and Carl
could watch my pussy opening and closing in spastic contractions.
 Carl moved his head into my sex saddle, and a moment later, I
was screaming as a new tongue was on my ultrasensitive clit and
three fresh fingers were inside my throbbing vagina.

  My screams were so loud and continuous Carl stopped licking me
and said, "Plug her mouth with a cock, Jack.  Shut the bitch up."

  Carl went back to sliding his tongue around and around my
engorged clitoris and flicking the tip with his tongue, and I
continued to howl.  Suddenly my howling turned to a gurgled gasp
as 7 inches of hard cock was slammed into my mouth, two inches
sinking into my throat.

  "Suck cock, Cheryl.  You've done it enough.  Suck it good!"
Jack groaned as he fucked my mouth.  I came again on Carl's
tongue, but with my mouth and throat full of 7 or so inches of
cock, the only sounds I could make were grabbled grunts and
moans.  However, Carl didn't have any problem figuring out that
he was making me cum.  My cunt was opening and closing in hard,
rapid spasms and juices were spurting out over his face.  If that
wasn't clue enough, the fact that my hips were a foot up in the
air and my asshole was throbbing about his deeply embedded
fingers gave me away.

  That was all Carl could take.  He moved his body up and slammed
his hips into my sex saddle making sure that I stayed spread wide
open, and then nailed 8 inches of male shaft into my hot, slick,
throbbing sex hole.   The two men fucked my mouth and cunt in a
steady rhythm... one would pump me while the other withdrew...
then I was pumped hard at the other end... back and forth.  I
came... they fucked me harder... I came again.

  I didn't pass out, but I was just lost in a hot sea of fucking.
 Every time a male organ entered me, it seemed like it was making
me cum.  Like they had practiced fucking me for months, the men
pulled out at the same time.  Carl laid down on the bed and
pulled me on top facing him.  Jack boosted my hips high, centered
Carl's cock at my opening and then pressed my ass down until I
was fully impaled.  It was so erotic and hot, my excitement rose
rapidly toward another climax.

  Jack positioned his rod at my asshole and as Carl pulled me
forward on his body to elevate my ass into position, Jack drove
his shaft deep into my ass.  Once more, the men pumped me in
perfect rhythm... Carl would slam it into my cunt as Jack
withdrew from my ass... then cock would surge into my dilated ass
as the other cock pulled back out of my clasping vagina.  Back
and forth... I climaxed... hard... screaming.  They fucked me
even harder... my holes spread open to receive the male shafts...
Then they both came at the same time.

  We rested for thirty minutes.  When I got up to put on my
clothes to leave, I didn't even manage to get my panties back on
before Jack had me mounted on his cock again.  As he thrust
upward into my gushing pussy, I moaned and then gasped.

  Jack drove his organ hard against my cervix causing my mouth to
open wide in a hot gasp.  Before I could close it, Carl's cock
filled it... fucked it...and entered my throat.

  I began to cum... now it was continuous.  I'm not sure how long
they fucked me before Jack ejaculated in hard spasms deep inside
my vagina.  I was so exhausted, both men had to hold me up until
Carl shot off inside my mouth, his sperm and semen sliding
smoothly down my gullet into my belly.

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  Halfway through the second week after I moved out, Lucas
Anderson, one of the lawyers, asked me out to dinner.  His wife
was out of town, and he was on the prowl.  His luck was running
high, because so was I.  I hadn't been fucked for four days, and
I was still angry with Chris.

  Lucas took me out to dinner Saturday evening, and afterwards, I
assumed we would go back to his place or to my apartment so he
could fuck me.  Instead, he asked me if I would like to go to
Club Venus and spend an hour or so.

  "What's Club Venus?" I asked.  "A night club?"

  "No.  It's an adult sex club.  There are usually twenty or
thirty couples present along with some single men.  On Saturday,
it's couples only.  We can just watch or we can join the fun. 
It's up to you.  We can always leave and head back to my place. 
My wife's out of town for a week."

  "Does she know you see other women when she's gone?"

  "Probably, but it's not a problem.  She said she was going to
visit her sister, but I know she's with a lover in Atlantic City
for the week."

  "Does that make you angry?  Jealous?"

  "No... not at all.  In fact, the thought excites me.  Men are
often really turned on by the thought that their wife is being
fucked by another man.  Didn't you know that?"

  As a matter of fact, I didn't, but I just nodded as if I was
well aware of such situations.  Aloud, I said, "Let's go to Club
Venus.  I think it would be fun."

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  Lucas was a member of the club, so we got in without any delay.
 The place was wild!  As soon as we entered, I saw a dozen
couples on couches and in lounge chairs.  The women were in
various stages of nudity, almost all had their tits out. 
Although no one was actually fucking, they were about as close to
doing it as it was possible to get.

  Lucas led me to the bar with his hand beneath my dress
caressing my ass.  As we sat down, his hand moved between my
thighs to my panties, which were soaked with my excitement.  The
club didn't serve liquor, so we had coffee as we watched the
other couples.  That would have had me boiling quickly by itself.
 With Lucas' hand stroking between my thighs, I was unable to
keep my ass on the seat.

  The hot bastard had this technique of circling his finger
around and around my clitoris.  When it began to throb, he would
slowly pull his finger away... just slightly.  Naturally, my hips
followed to keep his fingers in contact with my pulsing clit. 
Gradually, he worked my ass higher and higher until my hips were
a foot off the seat and I was pumping frantically against his
stroking fingers.

  The couple at the next table were watching and listening to my
groans of frustration.  I heard the woman moan, "Oh, Honey.  Look
how her man works her.  You need to watch as he does it, and then
do me like that."

  I could see Lucas grinning with pride.  He deserved it as his
fingers were really driving me crazy.  "Please... please... make
me cum, Lucas.  You're driving me crazy."

  "Make her beg for it, Honey," came the female voice from the
next table.

  Then I heard Lucas's voice:  "Come over here and help me,
Darling.  Pull her panties down for me."

  My hips were pumping so hard, I was embarrassing myself, but I
couldn't stop.  When I felt the woman's hands dragging my panties
over my ass and down my thighs, my vagina just convulsed in a
hard orgasm.

  "Uunngghhhhhhhhh... cumminggg.... I'm cumming... OOoohhh
fuckkkkkk... cumming!"  I wailed.

  Lucas continued to stroke my throbbing clitoris while the woman
was now sliding her fingers in and out of my contracting cunt. 
The two of them had me on edge again very quickly.

  "I'm going to take her to dungeon and put the vibrating cunt
plug into her," Lucas told the other woman.

  "Oh fuck, YES!  Can I watch you do it to her?"

  "Come on.  Bring your man and you can both watch."

  The two of them took me toward the rear of the club and into a
room labeled, "The Dungeon".  All around the room, women were in
various forms of restraint.  Some were being screwed as they
grunted and moaned in repeated orgasms.  Others were being
spanked.  They were also cumming.

  Lucas, the other woman, and her man quickly stripped me naked
and Lucas told me lie on the floor.  I was too excited to do
anything else, and with the other woman sliding her fingers over
my clitoris and her man playing with my tits, I would have done
anything they said.

  Once I was lying on the mat, the other couple pulled my legs up
and back, spreading them wide as they did so.  Lucas moved his
head between my thighs and swabbed his tongue up and down my
trench.  I howled with delight.  Then he moved to my clit, and my
howls turned to screams as my hole erupted again.  When my orgasm
ebbed, I thought we were finished.  The other woman just laughed.
 "Honey, you won't believe what's coming next."

  Lucas again moved between my gaping thighs and showed me what
he called the club's vibrating cunt plug.  It was a large
electric vibrator with a big knob on the business end that was
designed to be pressed against a woman's clitoris.  I had one
like it in my dresser drawer.

  The difference was the huge dildo that was attached with
electrical tape to one side of the vibrator.  When the knob of
the vibrator was pressed against my clitoris, the big dildo was
going to be buried inside my cunt to turn the vibrator into a
"vibrating cunt plug".  As the knob of the vibrator is stroked
over the woman's clit, the dildo moves inside the vagina. 
Jezzz... I couldn't imagine what something like that was going to
feel like.  I quickly found out.

  Lucas shoved the dildo into my dilated and waiting cunt hole. 
A moment later, the powerful vibrator pressed against my clit and
I just exploded.  My hips rose high in the air as my tits jerked
wildly back and forth in response to my body thrashing against
the vibrating cunt plug.

  "GGHHHAAAAAAAA... Stop.. stop... ggghhaaaaaaaa... noooo...
stop... fuckkkkkkkk.... can't take this.... uunnghhhhhh...
oooueeeee... please... stop... aaahhhhhhhh...aaaaahhhhhhhhh...
aaahhhhhhhh... "

  I came... a moment later I came again.  My juices spurted
powerfully but with my hole plugged all they could do was squish
and spurt between my tightly stretched cunt lips and the thick
dildo that fucked relentlessly in and out of my pussy.  I heard
the other woman cumming as her man fucked her.  I came again.

  Glancing down, I saw Lucas' cock hard and ready.  So was I.  I
screamed at the top of my voice.

  "FUCK ME, LUCUS! FOR GOD'S SAKE... FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

  I felt the vibrating cunt plug pulled abruptly out of my hole.
Lucas mounted me and drove his raging cock hard into my cunt.  It
thudded with authority against my womb.  My boss fucked me like
madman... ramming stroke after powerful stroke into my cunt.  I
came... a moment later, my boss ejaculated inside my pussy and
filled me with his big load.

  We didn't bother dressing as we both knew that it wouldn't be
long before the fucking would begin again.  Like a gentleman,
Lucas carried our clothes back to the bar where we enjoyed a coke
float.

  As I sipped the coke, I gasped as a very black hand circled my
chest and took possession of one of my tits... cupping and
hefting it.

  "MMmmmmm... you're got a rack to die for, Baby," came the deep
masculine voice.  The black man looked at Lucas.  "Mind if I feel
your lady?"

  "Not unless she minds."

  I said nothing and the handsome black stud began to explore my
entire naked body. I was turning on to this stud, and he knew it.
 "Have you had two men at the same time?" he asked.

  "A few times."  I had no intention of telling these guys that I
had had it like that multiple times.

  "Ever had a black cock and a white cock at the same time?"

  "No," I replied... this time truthfully.

  The black stud looked over at Lucas and said, "What do you
think?  Shall we give her a new experience?"

  "Oh hell, yes!" my randy boss replied without hesitation.

  Turning back to me, my black lover to be said, "Suck me, Baby.
Get me hard for your cunt."

  He dropped his pants, and I saw he wore nothing underneath.  a
long, semi-hard black snake hung down his thigh.  "If that's a
snake," I thought, "it's got to be a boa constrictor or at least
a python.  He's huge!"

  Kneeling in front of him, I hefted his big cock and began
licking up and down the shaft until I had it completely covered
with my saliva.  Taking a deep breath, I stretched my mouth as
wide as possible and pushed him into my mouth.  He filled it
completely even though he wasn't yet fully hard.

  Deep throating this monster was out of the question.  I did
manage to take five inches of his meat until the head was lodged
against my throat.  The cock was so large, I had to breathe
through my nose once it filled my mouth.

  Lucas had his cock out jacking off as he watched me suck the
black stud hard.  It took a couple minutes to get him fully
erect.  When he was, it was an awesome sight.  The thought that
this monster shaft was going to fuck me sent shivers of fear and
passion surging through me.

  "You ready to plug her, Dude?" he asked Lucas.

  "Oh hell yes!"

  "Tell you what... I'll hold her up with her legs hooked over my
arms.  I'll take her cunt... you screw her ass.  You cool with
that, Man?"

  I wrapped my legs about the black stud's waist as he held me in
fucking position.  Lucas moved behind me, boosted my ass with his
hands, and nailed his hard cock into my ass.

  "UNNHHGG!"

  Five inches sank into me.  He pulled back and drove in an extra
inch on his next thrust.

  "UNNHHGG!"

  The black guy centered his huge dong at my cunt hole, and
rammed it up into me.  At the same time, he pulled my hips down
forcing 8 inches of black dick into my cunt and the rest of
Lucas' seven inches into my asshole.  The two men slammed in and
out of my holes until I was screaming in orgasm.  It was just too
intense.  I couldn't keep my pussy from dancing in ecstasy as it
was used fore and aft.

  I had had three intense climaxes before Lucas gasped, "Oh
hell... I can't hold it any longer!  You're just too hot, Baby. 
Come on, Man.  Put her on her knees so I can shoot off in her
mouth.  Then you can bend her over and pump your load into her."

  Listening to the two men discuss how they were going to unload
in me had my pussy throbbing once again.  Lucas pulled his cock
out of my ass and the black stud put me on my knees.  "Open wide,
Bitch.  Your man' gonna dump his load in yur mouth."

  I tilted my head back, open my mouth wide, and extended my
tongue as I waited for Lucas to fire off.  He stood right beside
me, fisting his cock with the head right at my lips.  Suddenly,
his cock jerked and a thick stream of semen arched out... half of
it went into my mouth, the other half over my cheek.  Again and
again, Lucas shot off until finally his balls were empty and my
face was covered with half his load while the other half was
safely pooled in my belly.

  My black lover quickly moved me to a couch, pushed my head down
and boosted my ass.  Almost immediately his cock impaled me...
hard and deep.  His masculine grunts filled the room as he fucked
me and fired in his load.  My female shrieks mixed with his
grunts as my pussy contracted hard around his shooting dick.

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

  On the drive home later, Lucas asked me, "Did you enjoy it,
Cheryl, or did it gross you out?"

  "What?  Were you the guy who was fucking me in club or was that
some other guy who just looks like you?  I must have had 15 or 20
orgasms.  Couldn't you tell that I loved it?"

  "Yeah," he grinned.  "But I like hearing you say it."

  "Who was the black guy who fucked me?"

  "I don't know.  Didn't you ask him his name?"

  I started laughing.  "No, I didn't.  All my female brain could
think about was that thick black cock."

  Lucas' laughter mixed with mine and filled the car.

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

  After our visit to Club Venus, Lucas fucked me almost every day
during the lunch hour or after the office closed in the
afternoon.

  Unfortunately, Lucas was usually unavailable during the
evenings as he would be with his wife.  With no steady boyfriend,
Doris and I started hitting some of the single bars.  Doris was
in her early 30s, divorced, and always horny.  She worked right
down the hall from me so it was natural for us to become friends.

  It was a rare night that we didn't hook up with a couple of
nice looking guys.  One evening, however, a rowdy drunk was
giving us problems.  That ended very quickly when Steve came over
and firmly escorted the drunk out the front door.  At 6'4", 245
lbs of pure muscle, this 26-year old bouncer and former college
football player had no trouble doing so.  After he had deposited
the drunk on the sidewalk, he came back to our table.

  "Sorry about that unfortunate incident, Ladies.  I told Jim to
make your next drink on the house."

  "Thanks for your assistance, Steve, and for the complementary
drink.  Why don't you join us during your break?"  Steve's face
lit up at my invitation.  That evening, I went home with Steve
and found out this powerful man was an incredibly considerate and
gentle lover... at least until I started begging him to really
give it to me.

  After that first time, Steve spent maybe a dozen evenings in my
bed and in me.  Once, he even did both Doris and I together at
his place.

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

  During our second month of every day sex, I was riding Lucas'
cock one evening after closing and asked, "Does Martha know
you're fucking me almost every day?"  I fucked my cunt on his
cock even harder as I asked the question because it excited me.

  "She ... ugh.. ugh... knows.  Aaahhhhh!"

  "She doesn't ... oohhhhhh, Mr. Anderson... fuck me harder!  She
doesn't mind?"

  "Aaahhh... take it you hot, sexy Bitch!  Ugh ... ugh!"

  "Why... ooohhh I'm going to cum soon, Mr. Anderson, Sir.  Fuck
your slutty paralegal, Darling."

  "She has three young studs servicing her just as often," he
growled as his cock thudded with authority into my pulsing hole.

  "I'm cumming, Mr. Anderson.... OOOOHHHHHHHHHH... Fuck
meeeeeeeee!"

  His semen fired into my pussy right in the middle of my orgasm.
 We held each tightly as our bodies shuddered together.

  Later, as we were cleaning up, I asked Lucas, "Do you and
Martha still have sex?  Why do you stay together?"

  Lucas looked at me as if I were a child or retarded.  "Look,
let me explain something to you, Cheryl.  First, I fucked Martha
five times last week.  I think I shot off in her seven times and
she much have had over dozen orgasms.  It was just glorious.  As
we screwed, I told her how delicious a screw you are, and she
gave me all the hot details about how her 21 year old boy-toy
couldn't get enough of her pussy."

  I started to say something, but Lucas held up his hand.  "No. 
Just listen.  Listen and learn, Cheryl."

  "Martha and I have been happily married for 24 years last
month.  For the last 10 of those years, we've had an open
marriage in which we have sex with other partners but not on the
sly.  I tell her every thing so she can take pleasure in it and
she does the same for me.  Do you know many married couples?  How
many have been married 24 years to one spouse?  And of those
couples, how many do you think fuck like teenagers five times a
week?"

  I was stunned.  Really stunned.  I didn't know what to say. 
Lucas continued.

  "Sometimes Martha and I have threesomes with another woman or
another man.  On other occasions we have sex with another couple
and switch partners... back and forth.  And, as you know,
sometimes we have sex with others by ourselves, but we don't
cheat.  The thing that breaks up most marriages is intolerance. 
The most pleasurable thing in the world is sex... bar none.  Why
deny yourself and your spouse such intense pleasure?  Martha and
I don't, and our lives are full and happy.  Understand?"

  "Sort of," I replied.

  "Let me ask you some questions.  You asked about Martha and me.
 Now it's my turn.  Why did you leave Chris?"

  "He was working 60 to 80 hours a week and wouldn't slow down. 
I needed him more often than he was around."

  "Is he a good lover or a dud in bed?"

  "He's great... when he's around and not working on his damn
computers."

  "So he really rings your bell when he fucks you?"

  "Oh yes... big time!"

  "So, instead of having your bell rung by a great lover whom you
really like some of the time, you never get it rung by him now. 
Does that seem smart to you?"

  "Well," I began, not quite knowing what to say.  "When you put
it that way, it seems stupid, but I needed more sex than he was
able to give me and still work 60 to 80 hours a week."

  "Cheryl, Chris works that hard so he will excel in his field,
rise to the top, and make an outstanding living and a great life
for you, himself, and your family if you should get married.  Why
fault a man for doing that... you should be proud of him."

  "I am, but I needed more sex."

  "Aren't you getting the point yet?  Talk to Chris.  Is he
jealous?  Does he fly into a rage if you wear something hot that
shows off those awesome tits of yours and your hot body?  Does
he?"

  "No.  In fact, it turns him on.  Even when I told him about
some of the men I fucked before I met him, he got hard as steel
and fucked me all night long."

  "Jezzz... you have a gem of a man and you moved out!?  Color
Cheryl dumb!"

  "What was I supposed to do?  Masturbate all day long while
Chris works on computers or servers or rim ratchets or whatever
the hell that stuff is called?"

  "I would suggest that you masturbate while he watches.  Believe
me, he will love watching you and afterwards you had better be
prepared for a royal fucking because that's what you're going to
get.  I would also suggest that you talk to him about an open
marriage.  When you need more sex, call him up at work and tell
him that your pussy is gushing and you need Lucas or whoever to
fuck it.  That you'll tell him all about it later while he's
fucking you."

  "He would never tolerate that.  He would kick me out the door."

  "No he won't.  He'll get hard as steel and love it.  He will
probably join you.  But even if I'm wrong and he does kick you
out the door, you won't be in any different situation than you
are now, will you?"

  I was silent a long, long time before I said, "I don't think
he'll take me back."

  "Cheryl, you're a beautiful woman... a luscious, hot fuck... a
delicious piece of ass... you are also the best paralegal I've
ever had in the firm.  You have a great sense of humor and
someday will make a wonderful mother.  But for some reason, when
it comes to Chris, you are dumber than a rock.  Put on something
hot and sexy... knock on his door... when he opens the door, say
something like, 'I need to be fucked by the best stud I've ever
had.'  I think every thing else will take care of itself."

  After some thought, I smiled and said, "Thank you, Lucas.  I'm
going to try exactly what you said."

  "One warning, Cheryl."

  "What?"

  "If you do this and you and Chris get back together, I'm still
going to be fucking you at work regularly.  No way I'm giving up
your luscious body voluntarily.  Understand?"

  "Yes Sir.  When is my next fucking scheduled?" I teased.

  "Simple.  The next time you get me hard."

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

Chris' Hot Wife:

  As I returned to my now empty apartment after a long day at the
firm working on their network system, I reflected on the fact
that it had been two months to the day since Cheryl had left.  I
missed Cheryl... a lot.  Every night I would lie in bed
masturbating to the mental images I had of her.  Every morning, I
would try to think of some way to get her to come back, but she
had been so angry... so disgusted with my long work hours... that
I didn't think I had a chance.

  She had basically ruined me for any other woman.  None...
absolutely none... turned me on the way Cheryl had.  As a result,
Cheryl had been gone for two months, and it had been two months
since I had had sex with a woman.  Making love to my right hand
was getting to be very boring, but I didn't know how to get her
back.

  When I unlocked my front door, I was trying to decide whether I
should fix myself some dinner or go out.  Those thoughts
completely vanished when I saw the woman sitting beside the desk
in the den.  Except for her 6-inch platform heels and dark,
thigh-high stockings, she was naked.  Not only was she naked, she
also had her left leg draped over the arm of the chair with her
right foot on the floor spread far to the side.  Her open, wet
cunt was aimed right at me.  Her huge 36DD tits rose and fell
with her excitement.  She licked her lips sensuously and smiled
at me.

  "I need the hottest stud I've ever had to take care of this
pussy on a regular, long-term basis even if he does work long
hours.  I hope you're interested in the job," this erotic wet
dream of a woman said in a sensuous, hot whisper.

  My cock was a rigid bar of steel as I carried Cheryl into our
bedroom.  When I tossed her on the bed, she squealed with
delight, her legs flying apart as she pressed her knees against
her big tits.  The hot liquid seeping from her excited pussy was
like water to a man dying of thirst in the desert.

  We were both too excited to wait until I had stripped
completely.  Kicking off my shoes, my hands and hers worked
feverishly to get my pants and shorts off.  As soon as they were
off, Cheryl pulled my body between her thighs and hissed, "Fuck
me, Chris.  Hurry... Please.  I can't wait any longer!"

  We hardly slept.  Again and again, we attacked each other.  The
sex was wild, uncontrolled, hard, feverish.  When I was on her, I
fucked her so hard her hips sank far into the mattress on every
stroke as she grunted with female pleasure... coming again and
again.

  When she rode me, she was like a female demon ravishing a
helpless male victim.  As her hips pounded wildly up and down the
length of my throbbing shaft, she shoved her tits into my mouth
ordering me to suck.  Her cunt contracted so hard around my cock
as she fucked me, I couldn't keep from cumming.  It was like her
vagina was milking the load from my balls.  And even after I had
cum, she continued to fuck herself on my semi-hard shaft until it
again hardened inside her insatiable cunt.

  We fell asleep sometime around 4 AM that first night and didn't
awake until almost noon.  I called the office and told them I
wouldn't be in today.  Cheryl beamed with delight when she heard
me canceling work to be with her.

  We tried to fix ourselves some breakfast, but the sight of her
naked body... her sexy ass and big tits with nipples that were
still swollen and turgid... had me hard again before we even got
the food on to cook.  Pulling her to me, I kissed her hard.  She
returned my kiss with equal fervor, grinding her cunt against my
rigid erection as she tongue fucked my mouth.

  Cheryl squealed with delight when I swept the dishes off the
kitchen table onto the floor, breaking most of them, and
deposited her sexy ass in their place.  Her squeals changed to
deep, passionate moans when my mouth attacked her cum-filled
pussy and erect clitoris.  When her vagina began to contract in
hard spasms, her moans changed again, this time to howls of
female passion and heat.

  The hot hole of her pussy was still throbbing when I mounted
her.  I hadn't fucked in the second stroke before her legs were
around my hips, her ankles locked as her luscious ass hammered
upward against my plunging cock on every thrust.  She climaxed
again when my shaft began shooting into her depths.

  Later, as I was cooking breakfast and Cheryl was sweeping up
all the broken dishes into the dust pan, I heard her giggling. 
She looked up at me and said, "I suppose you know that you broke
half of our dishes, you horny stallion."

  As soon as we had eaten, we ran back to our bedroom.  It was
two days before we left the house.

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

  Cheryl moved back in the next week.  We spent the evenings
moving her things and fucking.  To provide some variety, we
occasionally switched to fucking and moving her things.  Six
months later, we were married.

  I tried unsuccessfully to get Cheryl to tell me what had
happened during the two months we were separated.  She would just
smile and tell me she spent a lot of the time missing me.  I
would wait a day or two and ask again with the same result. 
Finally, I came right out and asked if she had had sex with any
men while we were apart.  Her response:  "Honey, a gentleman
doesn't ask a lady questions like that."

  "I'm just asking because the thought turns me on so much.  You
know that."

  "I do... and I love it.  Let's just say two months is a long
time for a sexy slut to be celibate.  Now if you're nice and get
me hot enough, maybe I'll tell you more."

  That's as much information as I was able to get.  However, one
thing was for certain... Cheryl had changed in some really hot
ways, and it was keeping me hard most of the time.

  One morning at work, my cell phone rang.  It was Cheryl.  "Hi,
Honey.  Don't want to bother you for long cause I know you're
really busy.  Just wanted to tell you I went shopping this
morning."

  "Really.  Did you buy some hot clothes?" I asked hopefully.

  "No.  I thought about that but I found something I thought
would be even hotter."

  "What?  What did you buy?"

  "A high resolution cam for my computer.  Bye, Darling. See you
tonight."  The phone went dead leaving me with a dozen hot images
swirling through my brain along with a throbbing erection.

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

  When I got home that evening, Cheryl was wearing a low-cut
dress and heels.  With her nipples poking holes in the dress, it
was obvious that she was braless, and I couldn't detect any
panty-line under the dress.  She also looked flushed like she had
just had sex.

  "You're naked under that dress, aren't you?"

  "Mmmmmmmmmmmm... you noticed.  Love that," she hissed
passionately.

  "You looked flushed... like you've just had sex."

  "Mmmmmmmmmmmm.... you noticed.  Love that," she hissed again in
the same tone.

  "Did someone fuck you this afternoon?"  I asked.

  Cheryl stared at my crotch and grinned.  "You're hard aren't
you?  I mean really hard!  The thought that I got fucked this
afternoon turns you on doesn't it?"

  "You know it does.  Did you get fucked," I asked desperately
unable to keep from squeezing my engorged, rigid cock.

  "Sort of," my sexy wife replied enigmatically.

  "What's that mean, 'sort of'?"

  "I got cyberfucked.  Does that count?" she asked coquettishly.

  "Oh fuck!" I gasped, my hand now openly stroking my cock
through my pants.

  "Dinner's not quite ready yet, Darling.  Why don't you take
that big hard thing out of your pants and stroke it while I tell
you all about it?"

  I could hardly wait.  I had my cock out in a flash, squeezing
it as it throbbed in my hand.  My wife's eyes were locked onto
the oozing, swollen purple head and I slowly jacked it.  "Tell me
what happened, Cheryl."

  "I logged onto this sex chat site... it was a room called
"Horny Housewives", which seemed appropriate."

  My cock throbbed.

  "For the first half hour or so, I chatted with about six
different men.  Guess what, Honey... they all wanted to fuck me.
Three of the men said they were black with huge cocks, which they
assured me I would love."

  "What did you say?  do?"

  "They were just too blunt and too turned on by themselves.  I
squelched them... which means I blocked all chat from them. 
After about a half hour, I started chatting with Mark.  He lives
about 100 miles from us.  He's single and 26 years old.  He was
polite so I asked him what he looked like.  He said he had a cam
if I wanted to see for myself.  When I said 'sure... show me', he
warned me that he was nude.  Actually, he said he was naked."

  "What did you say?" I asked, now slowly stroking my shaft as
Cheryl watched me doing it.

  "What do you think I said, Darling?  A young, sexy guy wants me
see him naked."

  "So you said 'Yes"?"

  "Not quite.  What I actually said was 'You show me yours, and
I'll show you mine."

  "Oh god... that's so fucking hot!"  My hand moved faster.

  "Anyway, this message appeared on my screen asking me if I
wanted to see Mark's cam.  I clicked on 'yes', and he appeared on
my screen... live... and very, very naked... and very, very
hard!"

  "Was he handsome?  Did it turn you on?"

  "Oh fuck YES! and YES!  He sent me a pic of himself.  As soon
as I saw it, I realized that Mark was a guy I had dated in high
school.  I had lost track of him after I graduated.  Wanna see
it, Darling?"

  "Well, naked men aren't exactly my thing."

  "I know.  I just thought you might be curious about my former
lover and what your wife was looking at when she masturbated
herself to two orgasms this afternoon."

  I had to stop stroking and press my thighs together to keep
from cumming.  "Show me," I gasped.

  "Are you sure?  He's very hirsute with a really powerful, well
built body... very sexy with a thick 8" inch cock.  Looks like an
iron bar.  Wanna see?"

  I nodded and Cheryl brought up his stored image from her hard
drive.  The image was exactly as she had described it.  "Oh
shit!" I moaned.  "What happened next?"

  "He said he had shown me his and it was my turn.  So I turned
on my new cam and let him see me.  I'm pretty sure he liked the
way I look."

  "He'd have to be dead not to.  What did you show him?"

  "Why every thing, Honey.  I'd promised.  Of course, the first
thing he wanted to see was my tits.  I'm sure you guessed that. 
So I pulled down my dress and took them out.  He complained that
there wasn't enough light, so I turned all the lights in the
room."

  I was jacking off again as I asked, "What did he say?"

  "That I had the biggest, sexiest, hottest tits he'd ever seen.
He also said I looked a lot like a girl he had dated when he was
in high school.  He was on cam too and he was jacking off just
like you're doing right now.  When I started sliding my dildo
back and forth between my tits and told him I was the same girl,
he really began pumping his big cock."

  Again I had to stop to keep from cumming.

  "He wanted to know the last time I had been fucked.  I told him
you had screwed me last night, but that wasn't what he wanted to
know.  He said he was more interested when the was the last time
I had cock other than yours."

  "Ooohhhh yeah... what did you tell him?"

  I saw my wife hesitate, but she had told a complete stranger on
the web.  She was going to be hard pressed to come up with an
excuse for not telling me.  She shrugged, "I told him about 8
months ago. I saw his cock jerk on his cam, and he said, 'Oh
Baby, that's too long.  I'd love to fuck you."

  I started jerking my cock again... harder this time.  "Again? 
What did that mean?"

  "Just what it sounds like, Darling.  Mark fucked me a lot when
we were dating in high school.  Anyway, I asked him how he would
do it to me, and he told me... in detail."

  "Did it get you hot?"

  "Of course it did.  He had me rubbing my pussy.  I think he
knew I was rubbing it cause he could see my arm moving on my cam.
 Suddenly, he told me to show him my pussy."  Cheryl looked at me
pumping my cock.  "That big thing looks like it's gonna explode.
Go on, Baby.  Shoot it!"

  "Not yet.  Finish the story about Mark."

  "I spread my legs and moved the cam so he could see between my
thighs.  He said, 'Damn... that's beautiful.  I want to fuck
what's under those panties, Cheryl.  Take them off."

  "Did you?" I moaned, trying to hold back my load.

  "I was too hot not to.  I even made sure the cam was pointed
right between my thighs when I pulled them off.  As soon as I had
them off, Mark ordered me to spread wide and show him my cunt."

  "He actually said 'show me your cunt'?"

  "No... not exactly.  He said, 'Show me your hot, wet cunt.'  I
spread wide open so he could see it.  Mark was having as much
trouble as you're having holding back his load."

  "Was that it?

  "Not quite.  He told me he was about to cum and suggested that
I use my dildo in my cunt and both us try to cum together."

  "Did you?  Cum together?"

  "Almost exactly at the same time.  I centered the cam right on
my pussy.  Mark had his cam focused on his big cock.  I started
fucking myself with dildo while I rubbed my clit.  He pumped it
hard and we told each other how close we were.  He waited until I
told him I was right on the verge and would cum when I saw his
load shoot.  He jacked it hard... I pushed the dildo all the way
in and rubbed my clit.  I came at almost the same instant as his
load fired into the air."

  "I'm gonna cum!"  I screamed.  "Suck me, Honey... Hurry!"

  My wife just barely got her mouth over my cock when it erupted.
 The first two gushes filled her mouth and she had to swallow
quickly before the third volley pumped into her mouth.  She
almost made it, but not quite.  Half of the third jet spurted out
the side of her mouth and hung down from her chin.

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

Club Venus:

  Cheryl continued to cam and cyberfuck on a couple of different
chat sites while I was at work.  In the evenings, she would tell
me all the hot details while we had sex.  It was so damn hot and
erotic, I couldn't believe it.  One thing was for certain, if I
wasn't the luckiest man on the planet, I had to be a close
second.

  Mark continued to be her favorite cyberfuck partner, for
obvious reasons.  She told me that he always got her off at least
once, and usually more than that.  If they had an hour or so, he
would cum twice.  There were a few others, but he was her regular
cyber stud.

  With a long weekend coming up, I was looking for something fun
and erotic for Cheryl and I to do.  While I looked, I suggested
that she see if her parents would take care of our first child
that weekend.  Like most grandparents, they were delighted, and
so were we.

  While looking through the entertainment section of the
newspaper, I notice a quarter page ad for Club Venus that was
complete with colored pictures of the some of the interior.  It
was advertised as an "Adult Club for Sensuous Consensual Sex".  I
got hard just reading the ad and thinking about Cheryl and I
going there.

  I tried for a full day trying to think of some clever way to
broach the subject of us going to Club Venus without any success.
 Women are masters of subtle guile; men just think they are
because women allow them to delude themselves.  When I could
think of nothing really clever, I decided to just come right out
with it.

  On Thursday, I had a half dozen American beauty roses delivered
to my wife and brought home a bottle of her favorite wine.  I
helped her prepare dinner and then after she had put our one-year
old to bed, I poured us both another glass of the wine. Cheryl
took a sip and then stared at me over the rim of her glass.

  "Ok, you hot stud.  Out with it.  What have you done?  Which
one of the women at your office did you fuck?"

  "No one," I stated calmly.  "How could I with you draining my
balls twice a day?"

  Instinctively, as well as logically, my wife knew I was telling
the truth.  She smiled softly at me, batted her big eyes and
whispered, "I'm sorry... really I am.  The roses are just
beautiful, and the wine wonderful.  Since you've been behaving
yourself, you must have something in mind.  Wanna tell me about
it?"

  Any man who thinks he can deceive a woman, needs a brain
transplant.  Aloud, I said, "Since your parents are babysitting
this weekend, I thought we might do something really sexy and
erotic.  I saw an ad for Club Venus and thought the place looked
incredibly sensuous and hot... it's some type of sex club.  What
do you think?  Would you like to go... see what it's like?"

  "It's really hot... I mean, that's what I've heard some of the
women saying.  At least I think that's the place they were
talking about.  Are you sure you want to go?  I've heard it's
pretty wild... open sex and so on."

  "Have you been there?"

  "No, of course not.  I'm not even certain that Club Venus is
the place the other women were gossiping about.  But if you would
like to go, we'll go."

  "Great.  Let's go.  I'll call tomorrow and see if we need
reservations."

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

  Our first visit to Club Venus was on a Saturday night, which is
a couples only night.  Therefore, the crowd wasn't as large as it
was on a Friday night when singles are allowed.  I had called in
advance, and Margo and Larry Feldman met us at the door and
introduced themselves as the managers.  It was easy to see that
Larry really liked the way my wife looked in her see-through
blouse.

  While Larry conducted Cheryl on a tour of the club, Margo did
the same for me.  The fact that they separated us for the tour
was not lost on me.  It allowed them to speak to each of us
privately.

  "Have you been to a swing club before, Chris?" Margo asked me.

  "No, never.  This is our first time."

  I saw Margo raise her eyebrows slightly.  "Chris, in this club,
'no' means 'no'... always!  Our members are very polite and never
pushy."

  "Well, that's good to hear.  We plan to just watch and enjoy
the ambiance of the club."

  Margo stopped and indicated I should take a seat on one of the
plush couches scattered throughout the club.  She sat down beside
me, close enough that her lush thigh was pressed against mine. 
"Chris, Larry and I are delighted that you and Cheryl are going
to join tonight, but you look like a very nice couple, so I want
to warn you in advance so you can knowledgably decide.  Ok?"

  "All right," I replied, somewhat confused.

  "Almost every new couple comes here the first time with the
same plan as you and Cheryl have... just to mingle... to watch...
to enjoy the ambiance and the sensuality of the club.  But it
usually doesn't work out that way.  The wife simply gets too
excited... too hot.  I would estimate that 85% of all the wives
who come here 'just to watch' as you say, end up being soundly
fucked before the evening ends... many of them multiple times.  I
just want you to be aware of that.  Ok?"

  "The wives get that hot?  I would have thought it would be the
husbands?"

  "No.  It's the wives.  You won't have three women stroking you,
caressing you, kissing you, rubbing against you.  But Cheryl will
have that many sexy men doing just that to her if you stay long
enough.  Not many women can resist under those conditions.  I
couldn't.  I was fucked by three different men the first time I
went to a swing club.  Just a word to the wise.  Let's finish the
tour.  Larry and Cheryl will be waiting."

  After buying our membership and paying our door fees, Cheryl
and I walked around and just pretty much explored.  In a couple
of rooms, couples were making out.  The men had the women's
breasts exposed, and two women were being finger fucked.  I felt
my wife's hand squeezing my arm hard as she watched the women
being worked toward intense climaxes.

  On one couch, a groaning woman was mounted on a man's cock with
two other women working on her.  A third woman was on her knees
on the arm of the couch watching as she was being fucked doggy
style.

  Off to one side, we saw a dark-skinned brunette who had just
been having anal sex with two men now waiting with her legs up as
they ejaculated all over her pussy and ass.

  Finally, after about an hour, we ended up in a room by
ourselves, at least for the moment, and we started kissing.  Very
soon that progressed to a lot of touching and my getting Cheryl
nearly naked.  All around the club, we could hear women moaning.
Margo's warning came back to me when I saw my wife's desire
rising to a fever pitch.  She moved her mouth close to my ear and
hissed, "Lick my cunt... I'm on fire."  Thirty seconds later, I
was going down on her.

  While I was eating her, another couple entered the room and
stood right next to us to watch.  I continued to slide my tongue
up and down her sex trench and over her engorged, throbbing
clitoris.  Every time I made the trip, my wife howled and moaned
as her clit danced in and out of its protective hood.  The man
moved into the best position for him to see my wife's cunt being
sucked as his wife jacked his cock.  When Cheryl saw his face
just a couple of feet away from her gushing pussy, her hips
surged upward and she had an intense climax.

  I was desperate to get into Cheryl's pussy, but she suggested
we do some more exploring.  I nodded and waited for her to pull
up her panties.  Before doing so, she stood right in front of the
man who was still kneeling and watching... his eyes locked onto
her now wet and open cunt.  Moving even closer, my wife had her
pussy only a few inches from the man's face.

  "Like it?" she asked, almost in a moan.

  "Ooohhhhh yeah!"

  Spreading her feet apart, her fingers opened her lips and
stripped back the protective hood of her clit.  "Lick it then. 
Suck me!"

  Thrusting his face into her crotch, the man's tongue began
wildly swabbing through as much of her slit as he could reach and
then centered on her erect clitoris.  With both of her hands on
his head, Cheryl humped his face at the same time his wife was on
all fours on the floor sucking his cock.  Finally, unable to
support herself on her quaking legs, Cheryl fell back onto the
mat with the man's mouth locked on her excited cunt.

  There are hard-ons and then there are HARD-ONS, and then,
occasionally, it gets even harder.  I was so hard, my cock was
rigid... immobile, a swollen, engorged, steel hammer!  And right
in front of me was the gaping, open cunt of the man's wife.  She
knew I was behind her, staring at her.  She moved her knees
further apart in a silent invitation.  It was an invitation that
I declined because I wanted my wife.

  My wife's eyes clenched shut.  Her mouth opened emitting a
series of low, hissing grunts as her clit and cunt contracted in
orgasm about the man's face and tongue.  Her juices were dripping
off his chin.  My wife's exploding pussy and the mouth sucking on
his dick were too much.  His load blew into his wife's mouth.  I
almost lost it when I saw the thick white cum spewing out the
corners of her tightly plugged mouth.

  Cheryl pushed the man away and stood up.  She patted him on the
head and pulled up her panties.  As we walked from the room, her
arm hooked through mine, she asked, "Why didn't you fuck that hot
bitch.  She was panting for it."

  "I'm holding out for something better."  My hand pressed
against her mound as I said it.

  "OOohhhhh fuck!  Are you angry?  Did I go too far?"

  "Feel my cock and find out for yourself."  Her hand sought out
the steel rod that was now my cock.

  "Gawd!  You're hard... really HARD!  I think you really enjoyed
seeing your wife hump that guy's face.  I'm going to have to do
things like more often."

  "Oh hell YES!"

  We explored more of the rooms of the club until we finally
looked into the Dungeon.  Several women were being fucked while
in some type of bondage.  In the middle of the room, a blonde was
bent over a padded sawhorse with her arms and legs tied securely
to the supporting legs.  She wore only a garter belt, hose, and
heels.  The man behind her had her head in a harness with a ball
gag sunk deeply into her mouth.  He was using the harness to pull
her head back as his cock fucked her cunt with a series of hard
thrusts.  She was moaning and grunting around her gag on every
thrust.  Even when the man paused in his fucking, she continued
to moan.

  "That's sort of depraved," Cheryl whispered in my ear, but her
eyes remained locked on the helpless blonde as she was used by
the stud behind her.  As we watched, the man grunted loudly and
ejaculated into the blonde's cunt.  When he moved away and his
load began dripping out of the woman's stretched cunt, my wife's
hips began to grind against my thigh.

  "It may be depraved but I think it turns you on anyway."

  "Oh fuck!  Look!" my wife gasped.

  Turning back, I saw another man adjusting his cock at the
entrance to the blonde's cum-filled cunt.  A moment later, his
hips snapped forward driving him deep inside her vagina.  Both
the blonde and my wife groaned at the same time.

  Somewhat later, we ended up in the group room as did most of
the other couples.  The room is about 20 x 20 feet, wall to wall
mattresses.  Almost everyone in the room was naked, so I quickly
stripped my wife down to her just her heels as she frantically
got me out of my clothes.  We found an empty spot between several
other couples who were fucking, and I spread my wife's legs.  Her
cunt was already a swamp.

  Cheryl raised her knees, and I entered her slick and eager
cunt.  We both groaned with the delicious sensation of entry.  I
fucked her like a wild bull until she had her first orgasm...
then, with nearly superhuman will power, I slowed my strokes and
began to give her a sensuous, firm pounding from behind.

  The couple beside us moved closer.  The woman's hand reached
out and caressed one of my wife's tits as they bounced in
response to the steady fucking I was giving her.  The guy said,
"You have sexy tits, Honey."  A moment later his hand joined his
partner's in squeezing my wife's tits.  My wife groaned loudly
causing the man to stop and ask, "Can we play with them?"

  Cheryl knew it was turning me on so her answer was a deep, loud
moan.  Immediately, there were two hands on her tits... one
male... one female.  The couple rolled her nipples as the cupped
and squeezed her tits.  I pounded my wife's cunt harder knowing I
wouldn't be able to hold my load much longer.  Just then, I felt
the woman's hand on my balls, her fingers caressing my shaft each
time it pulled out of my wife's pussy.  That was it for me!  I
didn't cum... I detonated inside my wife's vagina.  As jet after
jet of thick cum shot out, the woman's hand worked my shaft and
balls.

  "Oh yeah, Man!  Shoot it into her hot cunt, Stud.  Flood her!"
she urged in a passion-filled voice.  Then to Cheryl: "Your man's
cumming in you, Honey.  Spread wider... take his load!"

  The man had now begun sucking one of my wife's tits... that
plus the hard contractions of my cock as it spewed the load into
her pussy, and the woman's hand on her other tit were all the
Cheryl could take.  Her mouth opened in a loud scream as her
orgasm exploded.

  I continued to fuck her until her orgasm ebbed.  The woman
pulled me from between Cheryl's thighs and took my place.  Just
before her mouth covered her still pulsing pussy, I saw my load
belching from her vagina as it throbbed in the aftermath of her
orgasm.  The woman's lips sucked Cheryl's still throbbing
clitoris as her tongue flicked up and down its shaft and over the
ultra-sensitive head.

  Cheryl's legs flew straight up into air, her heels dancing
wildly in the air.  "AAAIIIEEEEEEE... GGHHAAA... oooohhhhh suck
meeeeeeeeeeeee... AAHH! AAHH! AAHH! AAHH! AAHH!"

  I got hard again.  It hadn't been two minutes since I had
emptied my balls into Cheryl's cunt, but I was hard as stone
again.  The man now had both of my wife's tits captured in his
hands as his mouth worked first one nipple and then the other
until both were swollen, three-quarters of an inch long, and
throbbing.  Couples all around the room had turned to see what
was happening to the big-titted blonde that was causing her to
scream like a banshee.

  The woman rolled from between Cheryl's legs onto her back, her
legs wide open, her cunt soaked and ready.  When I didn't
immediately mount her, the other man did.  When we were leaving
the room, he was fucking her like a bull.

  Margo was standing by the front door just as we were leaving.
"Did you enjoy the club," she asked me.

  "Oh god, yes!  It was fantastic!  We'll certainly be back...
but you were wrong." I replied.

  "Wrong?  How so?"

  "You told me that 85% of the women who come to the club for the
first time get screwed by other men before they leave.  That
didn't happen to Cheryl... although I wish it had.  Anyway, you
were wrong.  Maybe next time," I said with a smile.

  "Yes... almost for certain next time," Margo said and then
added somewhat mysteriously, "But just for the record, I wasn't
wrong.  See you soon."

  On the drive home, Cheryl continuously sucked my cock while she
finger fucked her pussy.  I knew I might have an wreck, but we
were both so hot, there was no way to stop.  It was 1 AM when we
got home.  Both of us were tearing off our clothes on the way to
the bedroom.  We played, fucked, sucked, licked, and talked about
the hot evening until 5 AM.  I had just cum in Cheryl's pussy for
the fifth time.  It was a very tiny load because she had drained
every drop of semen from me.  We fell asleep, exhausted, with my
cock still inside her cunt.

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

New Orleans:

  A month after our visit to Club Venus, Chris' position as Chief
of Network Services and Security required him to go to New
Orleans for a two-day conference.  I wanted to go too, badly, so
I used the tried and true method women always use... either take
me to New Orleans and make it a mini vacation or no sex.

  Of course, my randy husband quickly made arrangements to take
an extra day off work so we would have five days in New
Orleans... the two for the conference, the one day off plus the
two-day weekend.  After he had made all the arrangements, he told
me that same evening.  "Is that okay?" he had asked.

  "It's wonderful, Darling.  Thank you.  I really appreciate you
taking me with you."

  "I like having you with me... now can we have sex tonight?" he
asked hopefully.

  "Of course.  I love having your hard cock in my wet pussy,
Honey.  You know that."  I smiled to myself.  If Chris had called
my bluff, there's no way I could have carried out my threat.  A
week without his cock in me would have been too painful for both
of us.

  New Orleans before Katrina was erotic and sensuous.  Just a
walk through the French Quarter had my pussy wet.  In addition,
the food was fantastic.  In order not to gain weight, we agreed
to just have a light breakfast, skip lunch, and then really enjoy
dinner.  In the evenings, we went dancing and to the night clubs
around the city.

  On Saturday night after dinner, dancing, and listening to New
Orleans Dixieland jazz for an hour, we were strolling through the
Quarter taking in the sights we hadn't seen on previous trips.  I
was feeling high and gay due both to our erotic surroundings and
to the three hurricane's I had already consumed.  We passed a
neon-lighted strip club, and I nodded my head in the direction of
the door.  "Shall we?" I asked with a grin.

  "It's a strip club," Chris said in protest.

  "With the nearly naked women I can see inside and the sign that
says, 'Hottest Girls in New Orleans', I figured that out,
Darling.  Come on.  It'll be fun.  Besides, I don't want my man
spending five days in New Orleans without getting to see a hot
strip show.  The sign also says there are stand up comics... so
it'll be fun."

  "You sure you don't mind?"

  "I think I can handle the competition... don't you?" I asked as
I pulled down my dress to expose my tits right there on the
street.  They were still out when we entered the club with a half
dozen men giving Chris a 'thumbs up' sign and some others
squeezing their cocks.

  As soon as we had been seated, the cocktail waitress appeared
to take our drink orders.  I asked for another hurricane.  I got
the idea that our waitress was gay because she never took her
eyes off my tits the entire time she was at our table.  As she
was leaving, she smiled and said to me, "Nice tits, Honey.  Love
the way you have them sticking out."

  "I think she has the hots for you, Honey," my husband
whispered.

  "You noticed, huh?"

  The two stand-up comics were both very good, and both of them
continued to call the audience's attention to my exposed tits. 
One of them said, "I know why you've got those gorgeous boobs
out, Honey.  You don't fool me for a second."  Naturally, all the
men in the audience responded, "Tell us!  Why does she have her
big tits sticking out?"

  "So all the strippers will pay her to leave.  What else?"

  The audience roared with laughter while I flushed red.  But
secretly, I loved it.  Our waitress came back about that time and
brought me another hurricane... compliments of the house for the
great show I was putting on.  As she handed me the drink, she
also slipped a folded slip of paper into my hand.

  When I went to the ladies room ten minutes later, I entered one
of the stalls and read the note.

  Hi, you sexy thing.  I'm Louise, and I love your big tits.  My
address and phone number are below.  Give me a call when your guy
is at work.  I'd love to see what else is under your dress. 
Believe me, Honey.  After I do you all afternoon, you'll leave
your boyfriend or hubby and move in with me.  By the way, if
you're really not into women, there's a male strip show just
across the alley... go out the back door of the club and the
entrance is just a few feet away.  Single women get in free. 
XXXOOO Louise.

  When the strippers came on, the show got much hotter.  They
stripped all the way to their garter belts, hose, and heels. 
After they were down to the bare essentials, they got down on the
floor right in front of the guys along the runway and humped
their pussies in their faces from just a foot away.  The men
weren't supposed to touch, but the management seemed very lax in
enforcing that rule.  Everyone of the strippers was being
fondled, stroked, and finger fucked.

  I noticed my husband was leaning forward in his seat to get a
better view.  "Come on, Darling.  We're too far away.  Follow
me." I pulled Chris to his feet and led him to a vacant spot
along the runway.  When the men saw my naked tits bouncing, they
moved aside to make room for me too.  "Now, I want you to enjoy.
Don't worry about me.  Understand?"

  Chris nodded.  I watched the strippers for a couple of minutes
and then slipped away.  Less than a minute later, I was inside
the male strip show while my hot husband was watching the women.

  The male strippers were much more uninhibited, erotic and
sensuous than the women.  Like the women, they stripped
completely.  Everyone of them was young, well-built, with
rippling muscles, very masculine, and all with big cocks.  And
best of all, every cock was hard.  With my tits out, I got more
of their attention than any of the other women lining the runway.


  Every time one of them moved in front of me as he danced along
the runway, he would bend his knees to bring his rigid shaft to
within a few inches of my face.  His hips would pump in slow,
sensuous fuck motions that moved his cock head right up to my
face.  After a few coital thrusts, he would be hitting my face
and lips with his cock.  The guy's mouth would open, and he would
lick his lips... silently telling me to open my mouth.

  I resisted the first time, but after that, my mouth opened as
soon as the stripper was humping in front of me.  Everyone of
them fucked my mouth as I did my best to make them cum.  They
wouldn't let me suck out their loads though as then they would
lose their erection and the rest of the women would be
disappointed.

  After 15 minutes, the MC announced that there would be a 15
minute break so everyone could get another drink or go the ladies
room to relieve themselves or get off... whatever.  That got a
laugh from most of the women.

  Within a minute after the MC announced the break, one of the
male strippers I had sucked approached me.  He eyed my naked tits
and said, "That is a to-die-for rack.  This is too crowded. 
Follow me."

  I had just finished my sixth hurricane and was high on both
booze and sex from having just sucked a half dozen different men,
even if only for a 30 seconds each or so.  I followed the hot
stud like a slave as he led me to a dimly lit booth off to one
side of the club.

  "Sit on the table, Honey.  What's your name?"

  "Cheryl," I said as I mounted the table, my short skirt pulling
high on my thighs.

  "Hi, Cheryl.  I'm Martin.  Lift your skirt so I can see your
panties, Cheryl.  Hurry.  We don't have a lot of time."

  To this day, I don't why I did it.  It might have been the six
hurricanes... it might have been the fact I had already sucked on
Martin's cock... it might have been the fact that he was one
hot-looking stud with a huge cock... or it might all been all of
the above.  Whatever the reason, I pulled my skirt higher and
lifted it.  I even open my thighs a little.

  "Oh fuck.  That's cock hardening."  And Martin was speaking the
truth because I could see the bulge in his briefs growing to huge
proportions.

  Martin jerked his briefs down and stepped out of them so I
didn't have to guess.  "Suck me again, Cheryl.  Your mouth is
fantastic."

  "I'm married," I said and immediately felt foolish.

  "I know.  That's one reason why I'm so fucking hard.  Suck me!"

  Once again, I pushed my mouth over the big head and let my lips
slid down... down... down his huge shaft.  Martin fucked my mouth
as I sucked him for several minutes.  Just when I felt his cock
beginning to jerk inside my mouth, he pulled out.

  "Don't you want to cum in my mouth?"

  "No... I prefer your cunt.  Don't worry.  I'll use a condom. 
Get back on the table."  When I was again sitting on the table,
Martin shoved my skirt up to my hips and dragged my panties down
my legs and off my heels.  As my panties made their downward
trip, the stud's hand was all over my gushing pussy.

  "Man.  You are flowing like a river, Babe."  His fingers pumped
me and flicked my clit bring groans of pleasure and the stares of
several of the other women... some looking at me with disgust,
but most with a mixture of envy and jealousy

  Lie back on the table... on your back Cheryl and spread your
legs.  As soon as I lying on the table, Martin attacked my cunt
and clit with his mouth and lips.  It took the hot stud less than
a minute to make me cum and drench his face.  He continued to
lick me slowly and gently as I throbbed in orgasm... hard spastic
contractions wracking my cunt and vagina.

  I was still throbbing in the aftermath of my hard climax when
Martin slipped on the condom and said, "I'm going to fuck you
now, Cheryl.  Are you ready for cock, Baby?"

  "OOOhhhhhhhhhhh... shit... fuck meeeeeeeeee!  Fuck my cunt,
Martin... Hurry.  Give it to me!"

  The big rod slugged into me forcing my legs to spread.  He
jacked one leg up on his shoulder and shoved the other off the
side of the table to open me completely.  As his cock surged in
and out of my clasping vagina, his hand took possession of my
tits, squeezed them, and worked my engorged nipples.  Out of the
corner of my eye, I saw two of the women with their dresses up to
her hips, panties down, masturbating furiously.

  "Ugh .. Ugh.. Ugh... god...fuck it... fuck it, Martin... Fuck
my married cunt, Baby.  I'm gonna cum again... aaahhhhhhhhh!!"

  The big rod sluiced in and out of me.  My pussy was so filled
with my juices that his huge piston made erotic squishing noises
as it filled me and then withdrew.

  "I'm CUMMING!" I screamed.  "Cum with me.  SHOOT IT IN, LOVER!"

  I felt Martin's shaft jerking wildly deep inside my hole.  His
buttocks contracted again and again as he filled the condom with
his big load.  He continued to pump and unload for almost a
minute.

  My mouth was wide open, gasping and groaning.  One of the other
strippers whom I had sucked had moved up beside the table, and at
the moment Martin pulled his rod from my pussy, the other guy
pushed his rod into my mouth and said.  "Suck me, you hot Bitch.
Suck out my load.  Finish the job!"

  I squeezed my tits and nipples as I sucked him.  He held my
head in place with one hand and fucked my mouth hole like a cunt.
 My legs were still gaping open, and I half expected another man
to mount me, but none did.

  It took less than a couple of minutes for the other man to fire
his load into my mouth.  I swallowed as fast as possible, but it
wasn't fast enough.  Some of it spurted out and ran down my lips
and cheek onto the table top.

  As the guy pulled his prick out of my mouth, he said, "Thanks,
Cheryl.  You not have gorgeous tits and a beautiful sexy cunt,
you also give great head.  Tell hubby that Richard says he's a
lucky man."

  Smiling, I got off the table and put my clothes back on. 
Richard sat down and we chatted for a few minutes before we were
interrupted by my husband who had come looking for me.

  "Jezz, Cheryl.  Why didn't you tell me you were coming over
here.  I've been searching for you for 10 or 15 minutes."

  "Sorry, Honey.  You seemed so hot to watch the strippers, I
didn't want to bother you or have you worrying about me.  This is
Richard, Chris.  He's one of the performers here.  It's his break
and he's been telling about being a male stripper.  He's also
trying to get me to dance with him, but I told him I was
married."

  "My bad luck.  Just wasn't my day.  You have a beautiful wife,
Chris.  I just wish she would have danced with me one time."

  "You can dance with Richard if you like, Honey."

  My wife squeezed my hard erection.  "I think my husband has a
hard problem that requires my assistance, Richard.  Sorry.  Maybe
next time."  I held tightly to my husband's arm as we left the
club.

  On the way back to the hotel, he asked, "Did Richard give you a
hard time?"

  "No.  Not at all, Darling.  He was the perfect gentleman.  I
think it's required by the management... or maybe he's just a
nice guy."

  "Did he try anything?"

  "He tried to get me to dance."

  "I know that.  Anything else?"

  "Well, you know I had my tits out.  He wanted to see more, of
course.  He asked me to show him my legs and panties."

  "Ohhh... did you?" my husband asked in a voice that was almost
a moan.

  "I did.  I even spread my legs a little.  Are you furious?  Are
you going to punish your slutty wife?"

  "That's so damn hot.  I wish I had followed you.  I would have
much rather watched you showing off your legs and panties to that
guy than to watch those strippers showing off every thing."

  I felt my cunt throb when Chris told me that.  Now I wanted to
tell him every thing that had happened, but I had already lied
and didn't want to admit it.

  The hurricanes hit me before we reached our hotel, and my
husband had to hold me to prevent my falling.  Once in our room,
he helped me undress and then covered me once he had me in bed.

  The next morning, Chris called room service and had breakfast
brought to our room.  It was a lot more than just a continental
breakfast with eggs, bacon, hash browns, coffee, hot biscuits,
fresh orange juice, and an assortment of sweet rolls, jellies,
and jams.  Once Chris and I had eaten breakfast, he carried me
back to the bedroom where he ate me for a half hour as I squealed
and moaned with delight.

  After my third orgasm, he mounted me and for the next hour,
pounded my hips deep into the mattress.  I had several more
orgasms, and my randy stud husband had pumped three loads into me
before we were both exhausted.  Toward the end, Chris switched to
anal sex.  He stretched me open and fucked me long and hard until
my ass was taking his cock just as easily as if it were my pussy.
His last load went deep into my ass

  Later, as we enjoyed more coffee and the sweet rolls, Chris
asked, "What happened last night at strip club?  Anything other
than Richard trying to get you out on the dance and into your
panties?"

  "Richard?  Who's Richard?"

  "You know... the male stripper who was asking you to dance when
I came in.  What else happened?"

  "I must have been so drunk I was unconscious.  I don't remember
much of any of it... not even Richard.  Was he a good-looking
stud?"

  "Oh yes... Very!"

  "Oh shit!  And I can't even remember him."

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

Return to Club Venus:

  Quite a few months had elapsed since Chris and I went to Club
Venus.  I loved it, of course, as any woman who really likes hot
sex would.  I waited patiently for Chris to suggest that we go
again, but for some reason, he didn't.  I knew our first
experience had excited him almost as much as it had me, and I
really didn't understand why he was so hesitant.

  At dinner one night, I casually asked, "Was our Club Venus
membership just good for one night or a month?"

  "No," Chris replied.  "They don't offer temporary memberships.
We had to purchase a year's membership."

  "Oh.  Okay."  I said no more because I knew I didn't need to. 
The following week, Chris asked me if I was up to another evening
at Club Venus.  Naturally, I put the entire onus of the decision
on his back.

  "If you'd like to go again, Darling, it's fine with me. 
Whatever you decide is always fine with me."

  "Great.  I'll call and see if we need reservations for Friday
night.  Is that all right."

  "I knew exactly why my husband was asking if it was all right
after I had already told him that going to Club Venus again was
fine with me.  On Friday nights, the club allowed single men to
attend, but I pretended not to know.

  "Why wouldn't it be?"

  "Well, on Friday the club allows single men to attend."

  "Does that bother you?"

  "No, but I thought it might make you nervous."

  "Why?  The men there are going to want to fuck me whether
they're single or married.  So let's go Friday night.  It sounds
like it will be a sensuous evening."

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

  On Friday evening, we had a light dinner and a few cocktails. 
The light dinner would provide us needed energy without making us
sleepy, and the cocktails would lower any inhibitions that might
get in the way of a fun-filled evening.  The club opened at 10
PM, so we had plenty of time to get dressed after finishing our
dinner.  Chris was wild to know what I was going to wear.

  "I was thinking about a new pair of jeans, one of your
sweatshirts, an athletic bra, cotton panties and pantyhose, white
socks and combat boots."

  If I had suddenly hit my husband in the face with a wet mop, he
couldn't possibly have looked more shocked.  If I had had a
camera, the photo would have won a national contest.  He opened
his mouth to say speak and then realized he didn't know what to
say.  He wasn't happy with my plans, but on the other hand, he
certainly didn't want to start the evening by insulting his
wife's choice of clothes.  He decided that discretion is the
better part of valor and remained silent.

  "I'm going up to bathe, do my makeup, and change clothes. 
It'll take me about an hour.  Why don't you use the guest bedroom
and bath.  See'ya soon."  I threw him a kiss, dashed off to the
master bedroom, and locked the door.

  I took a little over an hour to get ready.  When I walked back
into the den, Chris was there waiting and wondering if had been
serious about my outfit.  As soon as he saw me, I could see him
breathe a sigh of relief.

  "I'm sorry, Darling.  I couldn't find any of your sweatshirts
that went well with my new jeans.  I also found that I don't have
an athletic bra nor any white socks.  I searched the closet high
and low for my combat boots but couldn't find them... so I had to
alter my clothing plans for the evening.  I hope you're not too
disappointed."

  "You teasing hot Bitch!  You look absolutely fabulous... and
delicious... and hot... and sexy.  Every guy there is going to
get hard as soon as he sees you."

  "MMmmmmm... that's sort of my plan, Dear.  Does it bother you?
Make you jealous?  Nervous?"

  "It doesn't bother me or make me jealous... it makes me hard. 
I'm already hard.  It does make me a little nervous."

  "I think that's perfectly natural, Darling... all those men...
all those big, hard cocks... all wanting to fuck your wife.  But
you don't have anything to be nervous about.  We may play and
have fun, but you're still my one and only man.  Don't forget
that.  So?  Do you like my outfit or not?  Too much?  Too
little?"

  "Oh fuck!  You look awesome.  Just awesome.  Are you wearing a
bra under that hot outfit?"

  "If I wore a bra, Honey, the men wouldn't be able to see my
tits bounce or see my big nipples poking out against the blouse."

  "So you're not wearing one?"

  "No bra, Darling.  Just my big tits under the blouse.  See."  I
pulled down the top to expose both tits.  "Like them?  Do you
think the other men will like them?"

  "I love them.  It's only 9 PM.  We have time.  Let's fuck!"

  "No way, you hot Stud.  We're going to a swing club tonight or
have you forgotten?  You'll have to take a number and get in
line, Baby."  My husband's cock throbbed at the thought.  When
his hand began squeezing his erect organ, it was my pussy's turn
to throb.

  "I can see you're not wearing any stockings or pantyhose.  Are
you wearing any panties under that tiny skirt?"

  "You want me to keep you in suspense?  Or would you rather see
right now?"

  "Show me!  Pull up your skirt and show me, you sexy witch."

  I did better than that.  I pulled the top all the way down
below my waist and pulled the skirt up more than enough to let my
husband see that I was wearing red panties... actually, a red
thong.  "See, Darling.  You're wife's modesty is protected."

  "Oh shit, you look hot!  But as hot as that outfit is, I'm
surprised you wore panties."

  "Why?  Men get really hot when I 'accidentally' spread too wide
so that they can see my panties.  And then when men are getting
me ready for fucking, they go absolutely wild when they pull down
my panties and expose my wet, open, and very ready cunt."

  Chris' cock jerked hard.  I thought he might shoot off in his
pants.  I poured more fuel on the fire.

  "Think about it, Darling.  Doesn't your cock get hard when you
see my panties under my skirt?"  He groaned, and I continued. 
"And when you jerk off my panties to expose my wet cunt, isn't
that wildly exciting for you?"  Now, my husband moaned and
squeezed his thighs together to keep from cumming in his pants. 
"Well?" I asked.

  "Oh yes!  Damn, you've got me so hot, I'm about to cum in my
pants."

  "I know.  And you've seen my cunt a thousand times.  Just think
how hard and hot it's gonna get all those men at the club who
haven't fucked me... yet."

  "STOP!  FOR GOD'S SAKE.. STOP!  Any more, and I won't be able
to keep from cumming in my pants."

  "Oh, I'm sorry, Darling.  I didn't mean to do that.  I'll cover
up my panties and tits so you won't shoot off."  I pulled my
skirt down and the blouse up over my tits, covering them. 
"There.  Is that better, Darling?  Are you ready to go, or do you
need for me to jerk you off first?"

  "You hot Bitch!"

  "Randy, Sexy Stud!"

  "Hot cunt!"

  "Big cocked fucker!  Come on... No more sexy games.  Club Venus
is waiting."

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

  I opened the door for my wife and she proceeded me into the
interior of Club Venus.  As before, Margo and Larry met us at the
door.  It was a replay of our first visit, Larry couldn't tear
his eyes away from my wife's big, thrusting tits and her legs
below the short skirt.

  Margo moved closer and gave me a warm kiss on my lips... then
another that was harder.  She felt my hesitant response to her
kiss and knew it was because my wife was standing right beside
us.  "Don't worry about your wife, Chris.  Look!  She cant very
well see me kissing you when my husband has his tongue buried in
her mouth."

  Looking over, I saw that Margo was right.  Cheryl and Larry
were in a hot embrace, exchanging open-mouthed kisses.  "I guess
you're right, Margo.  Sorry.  Not completely used to this yet, I
guess."

  "That's not all I'm going to be right about this time. 
Remember what I told you the first time.  This time... it's going
to happen."

  "Maybe... maybe not.  But just as we were leaving on our first
visit, you said that you had been right when you predicted that
Cheryl would be fucked on her first visit.  But I had already
told you that it hadn't happened."

  "I know, Honey.  I just tell it like it is.  You'd better go. 
Cheryl is waiting for you."

  As soon as we entered the main lounge, we saw that it was much
more crowded than on our first visit due to the large number of
single men, all of whom were hoping to get lucky.  At least a
dozen of those men started following us as we walked around, once
more exploring the club and getting turned on by the erotic
sights in every room.

  In the Arabian Room, we watched a guy screwing a hot-looking
brunette.  He had her on her back, legs up and spread, as he
fucked his condom-covered cock in and out her gaping cunt. She
was hissing with hot pleasure every time his balls slapped
against her ass.  Most of the men following us were rubbing their
cocks.  My wife was gripping my arm so hard it hurt.

  We ended up at the bar area and got a couple of cokes as no
liquor is served in the club.  The snacks, coffee, tea, and soft
drinks are free.  While I was finishing mine and watching all the
single men with their eyes glued to Cheryl�s big tits, my wife
excused herself to use the ladies room.

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

  As I walked away toward the ladies room, I could smell the
musky aroma of my aroused pussy.  I wasn't surprised since
watching that brunette being laid had gotten me so hot, I could
feel the wetness halfway down my thighs.

  I had been told that the ladies room was at the end of the
hallway to the left.  There was a mirror on the wall at the end,
and as I approached it, I could see that one of the guys who had
been following Chris and I around the club was still following
me, but now I was alone.  He was only a dozen steps behind me
when I pushed open the door to the ladies room and entered.

  I was in the process of washing my sexual secretions off my
inner thighs with a wet paper towel, when the door opened and the
young man who had been following me entered.  He didn't hesitate
for a moment.

  He pulled me close and kissed me hard.  Of course I put up some
resistance, but not much.  He had my pussy gushing fluids again
even more than before.  When he broke the kiss, I moaned, "You
can't come in here.  This is the ladies room."

  That brought a sexy smile from him.  "In this club, men don't
allow women to escape by running to the ladies room."

  At that moment, the door to another stall opened.  The woman
who came out adjusted her skirt said, "He's right, Honey.  At
least a thousand women have been fucked in this ladies room. 
Just relax and enjoy it.  You may as well.  He's gonna fuck you
anyway."

  With one motion, the man pulled my top over my head.   I gasped
with excitement as my naked tits bounced and jiggled.  Next, he
unzipped my skirt with one smooth motion and it dropped to the
floor.  "OOohhhhhhhhh  don't."  I moaned, not meaning a word of
it.  Fortunately, the young man was a lot more experienced with
women than his age would have suggested.   He ignored my silly
protests and pulled down my panties.  A moment later, I was
hissing with hot passion as the he moved behind me, cupped and
squeezed my tits as his fingers worked magic on my erect and
dancing clitoris.  My hips were snapping back and forth
helplessly in fuck motions.

  "AAAaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh.... god!"

  "Still want me to stop?"

  'OOhhhhh  OOhhhhh  Noooo please."

  "No what?" he asked as his fingers worked my clitoris to the
edge of an intense orgasm.

  "No... please don't stop!"

  His fingers moved up and down the stem of my big clit... then
over the sensitive tip.  My cunt contracted in a hard spasm as
the orgasm surged through me.  "UUUggghhhh... aaahhhhhhh... I'm
cumming... ooohhh fuck!  I'm cumming!"

  At that point, another woman came in.  Seeing me about to be
fucked, she moved to one side and watched.  A minute or so later,
I saw that she had her skirt up to her waist working on her pussy
and clit.

  The man whose name I didn't even know, carried me over to the
couch, sat down, and pulled my head into his lap.  "Suck me hard,
Honey.  Get really it really big and hard.  You'll love it that
much more when I fuck you."

  His cock was already huge.  I rammed it into my mouth like I
was starving for cock meat, which I guess I was.  The woman moved
closer and bent down so she could see him ramming 7 inches of
meat into my mouth and throat.

  "Don't cum in her mouth, Honey.  I want to see you fucking
her," she moaned as her fingers plunged in and out of her
throbbing pussy.

  "Gotta hurry.  Her husband's waiting."

  "Oh that's so hot," she hissed.  "Fuck her now.  Bend her over
the arm of the couch and fuck her doggy."

  That's exactly the way I got it... hard and deep... with the
man grunting as he thrust his huge cock in and out of my waiting
cunt, and both me and the other woman groaning as our pussies
erupted in hard climaxes.

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

  I waited at the bar area for her to come back.  Five minutes
passed... then 10... and finally 15 before my wife returned. 
When I asked if every thing was all right, she whispered in my
ear that when she was walking down the hallway, a man approached
her, wrapped his arms about her body, and kissed her.

  "That shouldn't have taken 15 minutes," I commented.

  "No.  The kiss didn't, but he was exploring under my skirt
while he was kissing me.  It's really hard for a woman to pull
away when her clitoris is being stroked so expertly."

  "What happened," I asked, my cock hard as iron.

  "He pulled my panties down around my thighs and told me he
wanted to fuck me.  I told him 'no'... maybe later, that we just
got here and my husband expects me back.  He pushed two fingers
into my pussy while he continued to rub my clit.  He asked me if
I was sure."

  "And what did you tell him?"

  "I was cumming, Darling.  I was too hot to even reply."

  "Oh god... that's so fucking hot.  Then what?"

  "He knew I was ready to be fucked from the way my hips were
humping against his fingers.  There was no point in lying.  I
told him to finish me.  He took me into the ladies room and
fucked me doggy on the couch in there.  Another woman watched him
doing it to me.  We both came at the same time."

  My wife felt my cock and found it rigid with lust.  "MMmmmm...
I think you're even hotter for my cunt that that guy was.  Come
on.  Let's go see what's happening."

   We ended up in one of the group rooms.  This time, they had
mattresses lining the sides of the room but the center area was
open for people to stand or sit and watch.  One couple was
fucking furiously.  A black stud was nailing a white wife in
missionary position.  He was naked and, except for her heels and
dark hose, so was she.  Her legs were high in the air, her heels
jerking back and forth over her lover's back.  They had their
lips crushed together as his thick black rod nailed the
brunette's ass deep into the mattress on every stroke.  His
grunts and her moans filled the room.

  I was sitting next to Cheryl right at the edge of the mattress
just a few feet from where the thick black rod was stretching the
woman's vagina open and sinking in all the way to his balls on
every stroke.  As we watched, I was rubbing her leg and caressing
her arm.  The 10 or so guys who had been following us were all
standing about 5 feet away watching first the fucking couple and
then us.

  Cheryl was panting with intense excitement.  I kissed her and
drove my tongue into her open mouth.  After a sensuous, but
brief, hot kiss, she pulled back and hissed, "Suck my tits!"

  Every man heard the hot sexual excitement in my wife's voice. 
If they had any doubts, they vanished when we all saw her pull
down her top to expose both big tits.  I didn�t hesitate and was
on them in a flash.  In the process, I pushed her back on the
bed.  My wife was moaning in response to the hot sensations
shooting through her throbbing nipples that quickly radiated
downward into her pussy.  Her ass was already making fuck motions
on the mattress.

  The men were moving in fast, all around us, surrounding my wife
on all sides.  I didn�t stay on her tits long because I knew
someone was very quickly going to be on her thrashing cunt, and I
wanted that someone to be me.  As I slid lower on her body, I
pushed her skirt up to her hips and dragged her panties down her
thighs.  She pulled one foot out and left the red thong dangling
about her other ankle as her legs flew open.  I captured her
pussy with my mouth and slashed my tongue up the length of her
hot slit onto her erect, pulsing clitoris.  Cheryl howled with
female pleasure, her hips thrashing wildly under my tongue.

  When I took a moment to look up from her contracting cunt, I
saw that three of the men were now naked.  Cheryl was jacking off
two of them while licking the balls of the third.  The two men
being jacked off were working her tits with their fingers and
mouths.  Judging from my wife's moans of pleasure, it was obvious
to everyone in the room that she was loving every second of it.

  Cheryl's moans increased still further as I continued to slide
my tongue over her pulsing clitoris.  Her moans suddenly turned
to shrieks even though I hadn't varied what I was doing to her
clitoris.  At that moment, a male hand bumped against my chin;
someone was finger fucking my wife's cunt while I licked her
clit. I pulled back and watched the thick fingers pumping in and
out of her soaked pussy.  When I started licking her again,
Cheryl's hips rose a foot off the mattress and gyrated wildly,
her shrieks of ecstasy filling the room.

  Again there was an abrupt change.  Although the other man's
fingers continued to fuck my wife's cunt while my tongue worked
on her engorged clit, her shrieks stopped and were replaced with
muffled grunts.  Looking toward my wife's head, I saw that her
mouth was now fully plugged by a huge black cock.  The guy was
pumping at least seven inches of dick in and out of my wife's
mouth and throat on every thrust.

  After several minutes, Cheryl had a massive climax, and I heard
her mouth fucker warn her:  "Get ready, Babe.  Gonna hose you...
big load coming in!!"

  I could see his prick flexing... expanding and contracting...
several times.  About the fourth time it contracted, thick white
cum burst from the sides of my wife's mouth as she couldn't
swallow the load fast enough.  Her clit erupted under my tongue,
and her cunt around the man's fingers.  He let everyone know what
was happening.

  "Man, she's cumming!  Her cunt's going crazy.  Look at her hump
her ass!"

   I moved away and pulled my wife to her feet to give her a
chance to catch her breath.  Numerous male hands were still
trying to get to her tits, ass, and pussy, but, for the most
part, they failed when my wife pulled up her panties and put on
her skirt.  She was getting into her top as we left the room.

  When we left the room, she was flushed, excited, and almost
wired with sexual energy.  I was ready to cum at any minute but
somehow I managed to hold off my orgasm as I wanted to shoot the
load into my wife's cunt.

  We went to have another drink at the bar to cool down some.  My
wife was incredibly wet.  She was wet half way down her thighs. 
When she had finished half of her soft drink, she once more
excused herself to go to the bathroom.  As before, I told her I
would wait at the bar.  As she walked down the hallway, several
of the men who were standing there didn't exactly move out of her
way.  Consequently, my wife had to squeeze past them as hands
caressed her thighs, ass, and tits.  Three or four of them
followed her.

  I took my time finishing my coke, and by the time I took the
last swallow, Cheryl had been gone for 10 minutes or so. 
Remembering vividly what had happened the last time she went to
the ladies room, I decided to check.  There was no one in the
hallway and, of course, the door to the ladies room was closed. 
With nothing else to do, I decided to visit the men's room at the
other end of the hallway.

  After relieving myself and washing up, I again walked down the
hallway to the ladies room but still found no one.  Thinking she
might be waiting for me in the bar area, I went back to check. 
When I still didn't find her, I made a third trip to the ladies
room area.

  There was still no sign of Cheryl.  After a quick check to be
certain no one was in the hallway headed my way, I moved up to
the door and pressed my ear against it.  At first, all I could
hear were muted, indistinguishable voices from inside.  The thick
door made it impossible to hear what was being said.

  Naturally, I was nervous that someone would see me listening at
the door of the ladies room and was about to move away when I
heard a different kind of sound... not a voice but a series of
moans followed by somewhat louder grunts.  More voices, then
silence.  More voices and then, suddenly, much louder groans...
distinctly female.

  At that point, I heard the clicking of a woman's heels coming
down the hallway.  Quickly, I moved away from the door.  When the
woman turned the corner, she saw me leaning against the wall. 
Her eyebrows raised in the obvious question.

  "I'm just waiting for my wife.  She's in the ladies room," I
said.

  The attractive redhead in her late thirties nodded and returned
my smile as she pushed open the door and entered.  A couple of
minutes later, the same woman emerged and once again smiled.  As
she passed, she said, "You may as well relax.  It will probably
be awhile."

  "Ok.  Thanks.  I guess I'll go back and wait in the bar area."

  About five minutes later, Cheryl returned to the bar looking
refreshed, which surprised me a little.  "What took you so long
this time?"  I asked.

  "I'm sorry, Darling.  There was a woman being fucked by a
couple of middle-aged guys who were really giving it to her.  It
was so hot that I could resist watching, and I wasn't the only
one.  I just lost track of the time.  I'm really sorry.  Were you
worried?"

  "No, just excited wondering what you might be doing."

  "After what happened on my last trip to the ladies room, I
figured you would be.  So you must be ready for some more sexy
adventures.  Let's see what we can find."

  As we walked around the club, we still had a bunch of single
men following us, just like before, but these guys seemed to be
new faces.  We ended up in the same group as before, almost in
the same spot.  But this time, I asked Cheryl if she would go
down on me as I had done her the first time.

  I was on the bed with my back against the wall.  Cheryl was on
her knees on the bed with her head in my lap giving me a world
class blow job.  Every trip her mouth made down my cock her lips
ended up circling the base with two inches of my shaft down her
throat.  It felt so fantastic, I just closed my eyes and thrust
my rod in and out of her hot mouth.

  When I was getting close to cumming, Cheryl's sucking became
more erratic.  Opening my eyes, I saw a guy behind her.  He had
her panties down around her thighs, and I could see his hand
moving on her ass.  From the way she was hunching, it was obvious
that he had either his fingers or his cock in her pussy.

  That almost made me cum, but I really wanted to fuck my wife. 
With some effort, I got her flipped around and under me as I
fucked her missionary.  We were surrounded by single men watching
and jacking off, but no one was touching her.  Cheryl began to
moan and then scream.  I felt her pussy convulsing around my cock
as she came.  That was more than I could take.  The load that had
been building up the entire evening fired into her cunt, flooding
it completely.

  As our orgasms ebbed, I raised my body off Cheryl's.  The other
men immediately took the opportunity to shoot their loads all
over her exposed tits and belly.  By the time four men had cum on
her, she was drenched in semen.  One guy told me to bend her over
and fuck her ass, but I told him the show was over for now.

  We had another soft drink and paid another quick visit to the
rest rooms.  When Cheryl returned, she asked me, "Are you ready
to leave?"

  "We can if you like, but I would really like to screw you again
if you're up to it?"

  My wife kissed me hard and whispered in my ear, "When am I ever
not up to it, Darling?  Especially when you've gotten this worked
up."

  This time we decided to visit the Arabian Room.  Another couple
was already on one of the beds fucking slowly.  The saw us and
motioned for us to join them on the same bed.  I was going to
take Cheryl to a vacant bed on the other side of the room, but
she ignored me and got on the bed with the other couple. 
Naturally, I followed.

  "Lie down, Baby," she said in a passion-filled voice.  I did,
and she made short work of my pants and briefs.  I was already
hard as stone and got even more so was I watched my wife
stripping and the woman no more than two feet to the side
pounding her ass up and down her partner's cock.  Her tits
bounced wildly as she fucked him.

  Cheryl mounted my cock and the two woman began humping on our
cocks.  Cheryl and the other woman were side-by-side, almost
touching, as they screwed us in the exactly the same position. 
Their bodies were even rising and falling at the same time.

  Again, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the hot sensation of my
wife's cunt squeezing my rod as Cheryl fucked herself on it. 
When I heard both women moaning, I opened my eyes and saw the two
women kissing as each rubbed the other's pussy and both continued
to fuck us.

  When both women were close to cumming, a black woman came in
and began talking to Cheryl and the other woman.

  "Oh yeah... you two bitches are about to cum, aren't you. 
That's it, Honey... fuck that cock.. fuck that cock!"  She
started spanking Cheryl as her ass pumped up and down on me.  She
came immediately, and very hard.  Then, the black woman turned to
me.  "Pump your bitch full of hot cum, Baby.  Shoot it up her
cunt!"  I did exactly as she had ordered.

  When we got home, Cheryl and I both took a quick shower, not
together, and then made gentle love one more time before falling
asleep.

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

 Open Sex at Club Venus:

  At least 6 months passed without Chris suggesting that we spend
another evening at Club Venus.  I kept hinting.  Chris kept
trying to get me to make the decision.  Finally, I decided if I
didn't take the lead, we were never going to go back.

  It was late evening.  Chris and I were making out on our couch
after the children were in bed.  I started the conversation with
"Have you thought about us going back to Club Venus for another
sex-filled evening, Honey?"

  "On and off.  I don't know.  What do you think?  Do you want to
go?" my husband asked.

  We had had this same conversation a dozen times.  This time,
however, I changed things.  "Yes.  I really want to go.  If it
bothers you, I could go alone."

  "NO WAY!  If you go, we go as a couple."

  "Great!  I like that much better.  It turns you on when I tease
and get other men off, doesn't it?"

  "You know it does.  Does that bother you?"

  "Hardly!  I love it.  Honey?"

  "Yeah," he replied as his fingers moved in and out of my pussy
as I stroked his iron-hard dick.

  "You've never seen another man fucking me. Would you like to?"

  My husband didn't have to answer... his cock answered for him.
It began to jerk in hard spasms in my hand as he groaned trying
not to cum."

  "MMmmmmm... I can tell, it really turns you on... big time! 
That's wonderful because I plan on letting another man or men
fuck me this time at the club."

  "AAAGggghhhhhh"  Chris' load fired at least five feet into the
air.  That first huge ejaculation was followed for a half dozen
more, each one arching high in the air.  We had to clean the
carpet before we could go to bed and fuck.

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  I told Chris to make reservations on a Friday night again.

  "You know it'll be crowded with all those single guys, don't
you?"

  "That's the idea, Honey.  I'll have a huge selection to choose
from."

  When I came out of my bedroom at 9:30 PM on Friday, I was
wearing a coat.

  "Do you think it's cold enough for a full length coat, Honey?"

  "No, but I don't want to be arrested before we get to the
club."

  "Oh fuck!  Are you naked under that coat?"

  "Not quite, but close.  Come on, Stud.  Take your hot slutty
wife to the sex club."

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

  After we had paid the door fees and entered the club, I removed
my coat and handed it to my husband to check for me.  His mouth
fell open in a combination of lust and shock.  I also got the
immediate attention of several of the man single men who were
circulating around the club.

  I wasn't the least bit surprised since all I was wearing was a
pair white sandals with four-inch heels, a skimpy green thong,
and a diaphanous, see-through green negligee that started near
the top of my breasts and ended one inch below my ass and thong.
My tits and thong were fully exposed by the sheer garment and as
soon as one of the men got my panties off, my cunt was going to
be on full display.

  Margo pushed her way through the gathering throng of men and
pulled me over to the bar area where we had a small amount of
privacy.

  "You look ravishing, Cheryl... just ravishing, and you know
you're going to ravished in that thing you're wearing, don't
you?"

  "I think you're probably right."

  "You know I told your husband the last time you were here you
would certainly be laid before you left.  Were you?"

  "Once... by a guy who followed me into the ladies room and
wouldn't take no for an answer.  Several other men got off on me
but didn't fuck me."

   "Did Chris watch the guy in the ladies room giving it to you?"

  "No... how could he?  I was in the ladies room, and he would
never go in there."

  "So, he's in for a wild, erotic treat tonight?"

  "Probably."

  "Go for it, Girl.  Go for it!

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  Chris and I did the same thing as before... explored and
cruised the various rooms of the club and finally ended up at the
bar.  As before, we had 6 to 10 single men following us around
like hungry tigers looking for fresh meat, and I was certain that
I was just the meat they were looking for.

  After 20 minutes or so, we again checked out all the rooms. 
There was a large crowd of men gathered in one group room, and
most of them stared at my exposed tits with hot lust.  My pussy
gushed and I took Chris' arm and led him into the room.

  We took a seat on the edge of one bed, while we watched through
the crowd as a black man was slamming his cock into the mouth of
a black woman.  He was hung, really hung.  We could hear the
woman gagging and slurping on his rod as he drove it deep into
her throat on every thrust.

  What turned me on the most, however, was the fact the most of
the men were watching me instead of the woman sucking on the
black shaft.  Some of the men had their cocks out and were
stroking them as they stared at my thighs, tits, and crotch with
their dicks pointed directly at me.  By this time, my thong was
totally soaked and my sex juices were seeping down my thighs, but
none of the watching men took advantage of my excitement.

  I knew the problem was that I was with my husband.  The other
men respected that and no one was going to touch me until he
either began fucking me or until they got me alone.  Turning
toward Chris, I started kissing him and stroking his raging
erection.  I unzipped him, it just flew out, hard and rigid, as
he wasn't wearing any briefs.  "Suck me," I moaned into his ear.

  Before he moved between my legs, he pulled down my negligee so
he could get at my naked tits.  The feel of his mouth on my
swollen and hard nipples brought an intense groan of pleasure
from me.  When I again begged him to suck me, he moved off the
edge of the bed, spread my legs wide open, and buried his face in
my overheated pussy.

  With my husband busy between my thighs, my mouth, tits, and
upper body were just waiting to be used.  Almost immediately I
had a black cock at my lips and two more in my hands.  Two other
men were squeezing my tits as they sucked hard on my nipples
making them feel like they were going to explode.

  Chris' tongue was driving me crazy as it lashed my engorged
clitoris again and again.  With my hips pumping wildly several
inches off the bed, a black stud moved closer the pushed two
fingers into my vagina right below where my husband was working
my clit.  The guy who had been sucking my nipples mounted my
chest and began tit fucking me as another cock entered my mouth.

  I heard myself grunting and crying out as the men worked me. 
My clit went into a hard spasm as my cunt clamped down around the
fingers inside it.  Liquid sex gushed from my climaxing pussy. 
The orgasm caused my mouth to open wider allowing the cock inside
to push deeper.

  In the middle of my climax, the guy finger fucking me moved
lower and buried either his thumb or two fingers in my asshole. 
I shuddered even harder and came a second time.  The cock inside
my mouth exploded its load and filled my mouth.  I swallowed, the
cock withdrew, and a fresh one took its place.

  As I rose toward a third orgasm, a man mounted me and thrust
his hard cock into my gushing and very ready cunt.

  "AAAAahhhhhhh... yessssss... fuck that big cock into me, Stud.
Fuck me hard!"  I howled.  When I opened my eyes, I saw it was my
husband fucking me.

  "Hi, Honey," he whispered.  "Having fun?"

  "Ooohhh god, Yessss..," I moaned in response."

  Chris' cock nailed me again and again as his mouth found mine.
A deep, tongue kiss followed... then another.

  "Mmmm... salty," Chris whispered.

  "I'm sorry, Darling."

  "I'm not.  How many loads?"

  "Two so far in my mouth."

  "Your tits are slick with it too.  How many there?"

  "Only one, I think.  I was cumming so hard with your tongue on
me that I'm not sure.  OOOHHhhh... fuck me harder, Lover.  I'm
about to cum again."

  My hot stud husband slammed into me like a bull in rut.  My
hips rammed against his each time he buried his sex spike in my
cunt.  I throbbed in another orgasm very quickly.

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

  The hot sensation of my wife's cunt contracting in hard spasms
about my cock combined with the salty taste of the semen in her
mouth and slick feel of the cum on her tits had me so hard and so
hot, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off much longer.  I wanted
to shoot in my wife's mouth.  "I want you to suck me," I said to
her in a hot growl.

  "Get on your back, Stud."

  I scrambled off her body and spread out on the bed.  Cheryl
moved downward until her head was at cock level, then she bent
over and took my organ deep inside her hot mouth.  My hips surged
off the bed driving the entire length into her mouth and throat.

  As she sucked me, I couldn�t even see her through the crowd of
guys who now surrounded us on the bed.  When I looked downward,
all I could see were the backs and arms of other men who were now
moving around rubbing and thrusting against my wife.  In her bent
over position, I knew her ass and pussy had to be totally
exposed.

  I heard some of the men encouraging Cheryl to suck my cock
harder... then others telling her to move her ass higher... then
to hump it harder.  Cheryl's body is being buffeted back and
forth as she emits a series of grunts and moans muffled by my
cock embedded all to way to my balls in her mouth.

  Suddenly, my wife pushes her way through the mass of male
bodies, mounts me, and impales herself on my cock.  She begins
fucking it like a woman possessed lifting almost all the way up
and then slamming back down on me.

  I can see her now.  Men are mauling her tits and her head is
rolling left to right with her eyes closed.  She is cumming...
hard... nonstop... again and again judging from the hard spasms
her cunt is making around my cock.  Leaning close, she gasps into
my ear, "OOhhh... Honey... someone's got his fingers in my
asshole... aaahhhh..."

  Her pussy hammers up and down my shaft even harder.  She cum
again and hisses, "Ooouuuu... someone's fucking my ass, Chris...
his big cock is in your wife's ass... aaaahhhhhhhhh!"

  She continues to pump her pussy on my shaft.  "OOhhh god... I'm
cumming again, Darling... and so is he... I can feel his big dick
jerking and throbbing inside my ass... Can you feel him
throbbing... shooting?  Aaahhhhhhhhhh... I'm cumminggg... he's
cumminggg... shoot it, Darling... CUM WITH US!"

  It's impossible for me to hold it.  My body surges upwards, my
rod explodes and blasts her cunt with a gallon of cum.

  As I enjoy the final stages of my orgasm, other arms and hands
are sliding all over my wife's body... rubbing her pussy and
asshole.  My wife's cunt still holds my now twitching rod, her
hips resting on mine.  Men crowd around her caressing her tits
and ass as they take turns thrusting their iron-hard cocks in and
out of her mouth.

  After I see one man ejaculating inside my wife's mouth, I
struggle to my feet and pull my wife off the bed.  When we left
the room, several of the men followed us.  We stopped for a
moment while Cheryl stepped back into her green thong and pulled
the negligee back over her body.  I don't why she bothered; it
didn't cover anything.

  We got something to drink at the bar and my wife said she had
to go to the ladies room to straighten up.  I had no problems
understanding that.  I told her I would wait for her.

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  I did need to straighten up.  My hair and make up were a mess.
I also needed to wash some of my randy husband's huge load out of
my pussy.  The other men were neater than he was; they all used
condoms.

  Although I did need to straighten up, I also knew that wasn't
the only reason I left to go to the ladies room.  I had just
turned the corner at the end of the hallway when three young guys
caught me.  Their hands were everywhere... on my tits, under my
negligee on my ass, on my thighs, inside my thong in my pussy. 
One of them pulled down my panties.  Another one took care of my
negligee.  Two fingers slipped into my cum-filled cunt... another
two into my ass.  Mouths covered both of my tits.

  At that moment, Margo walked by.  "I think she's ready, Guys. 
The ladies room is pretty crowded.  You can use my office of you
like."

  The three men essentially carried me into Margo's office where
I was quickly deposited on a couch on my hands and knees.  One
cock pushed its way into my mouth, another entered my pussy.

  After five minutes of intense fucking, another black guy
entered the office and joined in the gang bang.  Over the next 20
minutes, they used all my holes.  I had two more orgasms before
they were ready to shoot.

  Not wanting to shoot their loads into the condoms, they used my
mouth, tits, and ass.  The loads weren't nearly as large as the
one Chris had just put into me.  Obviously, they had shot off
several times earlier in the evening.

  On the drive home, I kept quizzing Cheryl about what had
happened when she was gone for a half hour to the ladies room.

  "Can I jack you off while I tell you, Honey?"

  "That's an offer I can't refuse.  I'll slow down to 40."

  She unzipped me and had me hard very quickly.  "Four men fucked
your wife, Darling."

  My cock throbbed as blood surged into my shaft turning it into
a hard, steel rod.

  "They screwed me in Margo's office.  She told them to take me
there because she wanted me to be fucked.  They used all my
holes, Honey, and they then shot their loads over my ass and into
my mouth.  OOohhh my... you're hard, Baby.  Really HARD!  Want me
to suck it or are you going to wait until you get me home to give
your slutty wife the screwing she deserves?"

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

MARK:

  I had been waiting for 20 minutes and my pussy was wet, hot,
throbbing, on fire with lust.  I now had very conflicting
emotions.  On the one hand, I wanted to cut Mark's balls off for
making me wait like this.  Men have to wait until women are ready
to fuck... women get it whenever they want it.  But that bastard
was making me wait.  On the other hand, I was desperate for cock.
 All I had to do was just touch my cunt through my soaked panties
and I would cum again.

  At that moment, I saw my husband walking toward me.  All I
could think about was how much I needed to be fucked and now my
husband was here.  He had a cock... a really thick cock.  Maybe
he would give me a quickie... just to keep me from going crazy.

  "Hi, Honey," he said with his usual big smile and warm manner.
"Are you feeling all right?  You look like you're in pain.  Do
you have a bad headache or something?"

  "Mark's here," I hissed.

  "I know... your former lover turned red-hot cyberfucker.  Does
he look as good as you remember?"

  "The hot bastard has me climbing the walls."

  "How's that?  Every time I've looked in, he's just been sitting
there."

  "He's just been sitting there with his eyes locked onto my legs
and thighs.  It's like he's trying to bore between my thighs to
my pussy.  I kept waiting for him to suggest something, but he
just stared at my thighs."

  "So you showed him more, right?"

  "You know me too well, Honey.  I ended up spread wide open for
him.  He even came over and told me to show him my tits."

  "And?"

  "You already know."

  "Tell me."

  "I couldn't stop myself.  I just pulled my top down and let him
see my naked tits."

  "MMmmmmm... I guess you know that you've given me a major
problem.  So what happened then?"

  "He told me to meet him in the upstairs guest bedroom in 30
minutes.  He said he was going to fuck me... just like that...
'I'm going to fuck you.'"

  My sexy husband grinned.  "So now you've been sitting here
simmering with heat waiting for 30 minutes to pass.  How much
longer do you have to wait?"

  "Ten more minutes.  Are you furious?  Please don't be."

  "I'm not, but I am hard as stone.  I know he's going to have
you in bed for at least an hour.  I'll tell the guests you have a
bad headache.  When everyone starts watching the game, I'll come
up to check on you... that is, I'll come up if you would like a
threesome."

  "Oohhhh yes!" I moaned.

  "Would your lover mind?"

  "After an hour, he's gonna welcome the reinforcements, Honey."

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

  "Oh god, Mark!  Put it in!  You've teased me long enough. 
Stick it in me!  NOW!"

  "Like this?"

  "OOOOOHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhh..... MMMmmmmmmmmmmm... yes... just like
that!  Oh fuck!  That feels so good in me."

  "Unnggh... Unnggh.. Unnggh."  Mark's masculine grunts of
pleasure were music to my ears.

  "Like the way my wet, hot pussy feels around your big cock,
Lover?"

  "You know I do.  I had just forgotten how hot and luscious your
pussy feels."

  "Put your hands under my ass, Honey.  Lift me and fuck me
harder.  Put it to me, Baby."

  "Unnggh... Unnggh.. Unnggh."

  "OOhhhh... what a stud!  What a cock... stretches me soooo
much.  Pump me, Baby.  Pump my hot hole."

  "Unnggh... Unnggh.. Unnggh."

  "Harder, you hot Bastard!  I'm gonna cum!"

  "Unnggh... Unnggh.. Unnggh."

  "OOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... AAAahhhhhh... cumming!  Fuck harder,
Honey.  Pound me, Stud.  Really pound it in."

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

  Midway through the first quarter, the score was tied 7-7, and
everyone was on the edge of their seats watching.  It was time to
"check" on my wife.

  As soon as I approached the closed door of the guest bedroom, I
could hear my wife's passionate moans and the much deeper gasps
of the male fucking her.  They had the door locked, of course,
but then I have a key.

  When I cracked the door slightly, I saw my wife riding Mark
like she was taming a wild stallion.  And from the tired, worn
out look on her stallion's face, I guessed that she just about
had him broken.

  Locking the door behind me, I quickly stripped and got on the
bed behind my wife.  Mark's eyes opened and showed shock, but I
smiled and gave him a 'thumbs up' sign, and he relaxed and went
back to thrusting his cock in and out of my wife's insatiable
pussy.

  Putting my hands on Cheryl's back, I gently pushed her forward.
 She looked over her shoulder at me and licked her lips.  "Bend
over, Darling.  I'm going to fuck your ass."

  "I didn't say you could have my ass," she protested.

  "I know you didn't.  Bend over.  I'm going to fuck your ass."

  "Ooohhhhhhhhhh god," she moaned as she bent forward as ordered.


  "Mark, pull her hot ass open for me."

  He didn't hesitate a moment in grasping my wife's buttocks and
pulling them wide apart, exposing the wet, waiting hole.

  "Oh, Mark.  You're cock's getting harder again.  Something
turning you on, Honey?"

  "Uunnghhh.. Chris is gonna fuck your ass.  You told me no when
I suggested that."

  "I know.  But you asked... Chris ordered... big difference. 
Now be a good lover and hold me open for him."

  As my rigid, iron-hard shaft forced open my wife's sphincter
and entered her ass, I moaned with the intensity of the
sensation; my wife hissed in hot ecstasy, and Mark's renewed
hard-on fucked Cheryl's pussy with deep hard strokes as he
grunted every time he pounded it deep.

  For the next ten minutes, we fucked my overheated wife driving
her to two more moaning orgasms.  Being fresh, I couldn't last as
long as Mark.  When my load fired in, Mark felt the contractions
and that triggered his orgasm.  The three of us gasped, groaned,
and moaned in the throes of our climaxes.

  Mark was the first to get up, take a quick shower, dress and
leave.  Cheryl and I were still cuddled together on the bed when
he left.  My wife paid him little attention.

  "I guess you know what a great lover, marvelous stud, and a
super husband and father you are," my wife whispered in my ear as
her arms embraced me tightly.

  "That's because I'm married to the most sensuous, erotic, sexy
woman on the planet who just also happens to be the best wife and
mother any man ever had."

  "MMmmmmm... you know just the right buttons to push to turn
your wife's pussy into a wet swamp of lust, Honey."

  "Let's fuck again."

  "But our guests are all waiting downstairs."

  "Fuck'em!"

  "Now there's a really great idea!"

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Story written by Chris and RLM.  The factual details of this
story, much of the writing, and photos of Cheryl were provided by
Chris.  RLM simply put the narrative together into a story with
some literary license to increse the excitement and eroticism.

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