Turning the Tables
by RLM
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Neil and Walter:
Walter Bradon checked his watch and saw that he had already
allowed the chocolate cake to cook four minutes too long.
Quickly, he shut off the power mower and raced back into the
kitchen. "God! If I've burnt the cake, there'll be hell to
pay," he thought. Grabbing the hot pad holder, he frantically
lowered the oven door and pulled out the rack holding the cake.
The sides were pulled away from the pan a fraction too much, but
he thought it would be fine, although Margo's taste buds were
very sensitive. She might very well figure out that he hadn't
watched the time carefully enough.
Walter put the potatoes in with the pot roast and added the
carrots and onions. Setting the oven at 325 F, he put the roast
onto to cook. Once dinner was cooking, he headed back outside to
finish mowing the yard. Margo had told him to be certain to trim
the hedges and weed the flower beds, but there wasn't enough
daylight left to finish. "Those jobs will just have wait until
tomorrow," Walter thought to himself.
He needed to get back into the house in time to shower, put on
fresh clothes, and pick up the kids from their after school
activities before Margo returned from her book club meeting. She
and Lynda Cantrell were charter members of the club. Walter
couldn't remember a time when the two of them had failed to
attend a meeting. Both Margo and Lynda were also officers in the
PTA and both were avid bridge players. The two of them played as
partners twice a week in local games and once a month or so would
drive to a sectional or regional tournament, usually spending two
to four days playing in a variety of events.
After collecting Jack at track practice and Susan from her swim
team practice, Walter had just gotten back into the kitchen to
take out the pot roast when his wife came into the house. "Hi,
Walt. Is dinner ready? Need me to set the table?"
"Yeah, that would help. I'm just putting the frosting on the
cake. Pot roast is done. Jack and Susan are getting dressed."
"I see you mowed the yard. It certainly needed it. God... why
do you let it go so long without mowing, Walter? And look at the
hedges. You didn't trim even one of them."
"I ran out of daylight, Margo. I'll do them tomorrow after
work. Dinner's ready. Want me to call the kids or do want to
look in on them?"
"I hope so. Those hedges don't look very good. You call the
kids. I'll put the food on the table."
As Walter had expected, Margo looked up as soon as she took the
first bite of her dessert and said, "I think you left the cake
in the oven too long. It's a bit on the dry side."
"I'm sorry. I didn't hear the timer go off."
"I think it tastes great, Dad," Susan said, and Jack nodded his
agreement. They both asked for second helpings.
Later that evening, after Jack and Susan had gone to their
rooms to do their homework and give their parents some time
alone, Walter leaned over the back of Margo's chair where she was
reading the latest selection of the book club. Moving his head
into the crook of her neck, he kissed her softly as his hands
moved about her body and cupped her large breasts. At 37, Margo
was still a strikingly beautiful and sexy woman. Her firm
breasts easily filled his hands. "Can we make love tonight?" he
whispered in her ear.
Pushing his hands away, Margo sat up in the chair and turned to
face her husband. "What day is it? Unless I'm going senile, I
don't believe it's either the second or fourth Saturday of the
month, is it?"
"No, it's not. But you look so desirable tonight. Why can't
we sometimes have sex on nights other than the second or fourth
Saturday?"
"What I want to know," his wife replied, "is why we have to
have this same discussion over and over? I've explained that I
really don't enjoy sex all that much. It's natural for a couple
to taper off. Twice a month is fine. Now be a dear and bring me
a cup of coffee. You know how much I like to sip coffee while I
read."
"We don't just taper off, Margo. You've practically reduced
our sex life to zero."
"It's not zero yet, but if you keep harassing me over this, it
soon will be, Walter. Now, please bring me a cup of coffee. I
don't want to discuss this any longer. Oh, by the way, the
grocery list of things you need to pick up before coming home to
do the hedges tomorrow afternoon is on the dining room table."
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Earlier that afternoon, Neil Cantrell was running the vacuum
cleaner over the carpets in his home while his wife, Lynda, was
at the book club meeting with Walter's wife. As soon as he
finished cleaning the carpets, he got busy dusting all the
furniture. He was rushing because he still had to get the
casserole into cook and pick up Mark on the soccer field and
Doris from her art class.
Neil was not a happy camper. As he dusted the dining room
table, he was talking aloud to himself. "Why in the hell do I
have to do all the cleaning and cooking as well as taking care of
the yard and go to work everyday to earn the $150,000 per year
that lets us live in this near mansion and lets my wife go to
book club and PTA meetings and play bridge all the time? And
every fucking damn time I want to screw her, she's not in the
mood, or has a headache, or bitches that all I care about is her
pussy."
Lynda was only 35, supposedly in her sexual prime, but she
limited sex to once or twice a month. A year previously, Neil
had concluded that his wife must be getting laid on the side. To
find out, he had retained one of the best detective agencies in
the city to find out. They had shadowed her, put bugs in her car
while Neil had hidden one in her handbag, followed her when she
went to bridge tournaments but had found nothing. Their report,
which had cost Neil almost $6,000, stated that it was highly
unlikely that Lynda Cantrell was seeing a lover.
Instead of being happy about the result, Neil was distressed.
If some guy had been fucking his wife regularly, at least he
would know that she wasn't frigid. As it was, it seemed to Neil
that things could only get worst as they got older. He wasn't
sure he could stand this much longer.
That evening after dinner, while he was trying to get up the
nerve to ask his wife for sex, she said, "Oh. I almost forgot to
tell you that Margo and I will going to a sectional bridge
tournament this weekend. We're leaving Friday afternoon and will
come back late Sunday night. So you're in charge of the house
and the kids. Don't forget to pick up the cleaning and please
fix that damn screen door on the patio. It hasn't shut properly
since Mark broke it two weeks ago."
In disgust, Neil replied, "Ok. I'll take care of the house and
the kids, pick up the cleaning, and fix the screen door while you
and Margo enjoy yourselves at the bridge tournament. Now, I'd
like to fuck you tonight. How about it?"
"If there was a chance that I would have sex with you tonight,
it just vanished when you talked to me like I'm a whore at your
disposal."
"Bull Shit! You would have said 'no' like you always do no
matter how I ask."
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Neil and Walter had been friends for years. Neil was a
vice-president with a hi-tech company that sold all lines of
electronic, audio, video, and computer equipment. Walter was a
top-of-the-line computer programmer. He was also a top
professional in designing and operating electronic equipment.
Both men made annual incomes in excess of $140,000, and both were
astute investors so that their tax returns showed taxable incomes
of over $200,000. Considering how hard they both worked, none of
this was particularly surprising.
That evening, Neil stepped outside and called Walter on his
cell phone.
"Hi, Walter. Neil here. Can you talk or is your jailer
watching?"
"Margo's got her nose buried in a book. I just asked her for
sex 30 minutes ago, and her response was to order me to bring her
cup of coffee, remember to do the grocery shopping tomorrow, and
trim the hedges."
"Same story here. My orders were to pick up the cleaning and
fix the screen door. You know, we're nice looking men even if I
do say it myself. Neither of us drink, smoke, take drugs, chase
women. We take good care of our children, work our butts off,
provide huge incomes for our families, but we both get laid less
than high school boys."
"Yeah... tell me about it. Actually, I think it's a lot less
than most high school boys. I'm pretty certain that Jack is
fucking his girlfriend now. He's certainly getting a lot more
than I am."
"You know, it's not natural for women in their mid-30s not to
have sex any more than our wives do. Do you think that Margo is
cheating on you?"
"I thought so for a long time. But then you hired that
detective agency who did every thing under the sun to catch Lynda
getting fucked by some guy and they found nothing. I haven't
hired a detective agency, but I have followed Margo a lot of
times and found nothing suspicious. I don't think she got a
lover, but I do agree that it doesn't seem natural. Maybe
they're both getting off on vibrators."
"Maybe they're doing each other. Even think about that
possibility?"
"No. I haven't, but you know, that just may be what's going
on. They're together all the time, and no one thinks anything
about two women doing things together."
"Has Margo told you about the sectional bridge tournament she
and Lynda are going to this weekend?"
"Yeah. She told me tonight."
"Well, the reason I called you, Walter, is because of that
tournament. They'll be gone from Friday afternoon until late
Sunday night. I have a rather devious, wild plan that I would
like to discuss with you tomorrow over lunch. Can you get free
for an extended lunch?"
"Sure. Not a problem. What's the plan?"
"Well, it involves the use of our professional abilities, and
it's based on the assumption that Margo and Lynda are normally
sexed women who are just getting their needs taken care of by
something other than our cocks. If that's true, we might be able
to completely reverse our sexual situations. Sound interesting?"
"Do fish live in the ocean? Hell yes, it sounds interesting!"
"Great. Talk you tomorrow. Let's meet at Carl's Bistro at
noon. I'll reserve a private room for us."
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Margo and Lynda:
After Walter and Neil had left for work, and their kids were in
school, Margo and Lynda were enjoying bloody marys at the Yellow
Oak Country Club, where the two families were both members.
"Well, did your organo-servo mechanism get the lawn mowed and
the hedges trimmed yesterday, Margo?" Lynda asked with a laugh.
"My what?"
"Your organo-servo mechanism. You know, your hard working,
nose-to-the-grindstone hubby who keeps taking 'no' for an answer
every time he begs for sex."
Neither woman could suppress her laughter. "You're a fine one
to talk, Lynda. At least I let Walter put his penis in me twice
a month. How long have you kept Neil celibate this time?"
"It's almost three weeks now. I'm going to see if I can make
it a month before I let him have some. Did Walter gripe about
the bridge tournament this weekend?"
"No. I've got him too well trained for that. Did Neil?"
"In a way. He got really pissed and had the nerve to ask if he
could fuck me."
"Fuck you? He actually asked you to fuck?"
"Yeah. I just told him if he ever used that word to me again,
it would be six months before he got any sex from me."
"I'm really looking forward to this weekend, Lynda. Are you?"
"Oh yes... a lot!" Both women began to giggle.
"You know there are a lot of attractive studs at these bridge
tournaments. Maybe we should try some? What do you think?"
"Too many other women watching us. A lot of them know Neil and
Walter. Too big of a risk. You remember about a year ago when
Neil hired that detective agency to check up on me, don't you? I
had to be on my best behavior for weeks and weeks until they
finally reported to Neil that his wife was pristine pure."
"Yeah, you're right. It is a big risk... but it would be so
much fun!" Both women grinned. "How did you find out about the
detective agency?"
"Our good friend Marge Larsen is fucking one of operatives at
that detective agency. He mentioned it one night when they were
in bed screwing trying to get some inside information about who
might be banging me. Naturally, she told him nothing, but she
did alert me as to what was going on."
"That was a lucky break for sure."
"It was, and that's why we have to be careful about fucking
guys at the bridge tournament."
Margo was now staring at Lynda's thighs that were exposed by
her short skirt. Lynda noticed and grinned, "Do you like my
thighs?"
"MMmmmmm... They look delicious. So do those big tits of yours
that you're showing off with two buttons undone. How long has it
been since you treated Neil to such an erotic sight?"
"Oh hell. I don't remember the last time. Maybe two... three
years ago. And how about you? Over half of your tits are
showing when you lean over the table like that. Are you wearing
a bra, you hot Bitch?"
"Yeah... It's pretty low-cut though. Too many women we know
are here to let me go braless. You're wearing a bra too, aren't
you?"
"Yeah, for exactly that reason. This weekend will be different
though."
"Oh I hope so!"
"Bet on it!"
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The Plan:
At 12:00 sharp, Neil and Walter took seats in the private
dining room Neil had reserved for their use at Carl's Bistro.
After placing their drink and food orders, Walter said, "Ok.
Give. You've had me brimming over with curiosity ever since you
called last night. What do you have in mind?"
"My idea... plan... whatever you want to call it has several
phases. I guess that's because I'm in the management end of the
hi-tech business. Every thing has to come equipped with a
business plan. You Ok with that?"
Walter laughed. "Not really, but what the hell. The end
justifies the means in this case. If your plan can even begin to
make a difference in our situations, I say we go for it. Give me
the details."
"Ok. Phase 1 involves acquisition, installation, and timing.
Here's a list of the equipment we're going to need along with
diagrams about how and where it is all to be connected. A lot of
these items, I can borrow long-term using my perks as VP. A few
of them, we will have to purchase... 50-50 split of the cost
between us. Once we have every thing, it has be installed,
connected, and computerized. That's were you come in. Look over
these diagrams and specs and tell me honestly if you can handle
this job alone."
For the next 20 minutes, Walter scanned the diagrams while
making a few calculations. Neil relaxed with his beer and corned
beef on rye sandwich. After 20 minutes, Walter pushed the
diagrams back toward Neil and attacked his beer and Ruben
sandwich.
"Well, can you do it?" Neil asked hopefully.
"Piece of cake, Man. Piece of cake. Is that it for Phase 1?"
"Except for the timing. We need to get this done this weekend
while Margo and Lynda are at the bridge tournament. So we're on
a tight schedule with respect to acquisition and installation.
The computer interfacing can be done later."
"More than enough time. Not a problem. What's Phase 2?"
"School's over in two weeks. We need to arrange to send our
kids to camp for three weeks starting ASAP after school ends and
all the camps must coincide."
"That's harder, but doable. That it for Phase 2?"
"No, but that's the hard part. The last part is arranging for
our week-long trip to the Hi-Tech convention in St. Louis so that
it coincides with the kid's camping trips."
"How we do that? What convention?"
"We invent one. Leave that to me. Can you get off work for a
full week?"
"Sure. When?"
"Won't know until we arrange for the kids to go to camp."
"Ok. Sounds intriguing and somewhat elaborate... but what the
hell... I like elaborate. Next?"
"Next comes Phase III. We're both going to give our wives the
gift they've been begging and pleading for since last Christmas.
And we're going to give it to them at the same time."
"And let me guess," Walter interrupted. "That time just
happens to coincide with camp for the kids and our "convention
trip" to St. Louis... right?"
"Give that man a cigar! He's a fucking genius!" Neil laughed.
"Well... I may be a genius... but a fucking genius I'm not...
at least not with Margo limiting my practice time to once or
twice a month."
"That, my very good friend, is going to end and end very soon.
Just have some faith."
"I may as well have some faith and hope cause I'm certainly not
getting any loving. Anyway, I understand how Phases I and II
might help us, but I don't see how giving our wives expensive
gifts is going to do much other than reduce our bank accounts."
"That's because I haven't explained Phase IV to you yet."
"What's Phase IV?"
"Phase IV is the truth that's going to set us free."
"What??"
Twenty minutes later, after a thorough explanation of Phase IV,
Walter was all smiles. "Oh Man! I can't wait to see how this
plays out. If I ever criticize management again for all their
plans, please just give me a swift kick in the butt."
"You got it, Good Buddy," Neil said with a laugh.
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The Set Up:
By the time Margo and Lynda were on their way to the bridge
tournament, Neil had secured all the required equipment and that
same afternoon, Walter began the installation and connections.
By late Saturday evening, the job was complete. Sunday was spent
testing and checking. It was 3 PM, Sunday, when Neil and Walter
declared the entire system to be ready. Phase 1 was complete.
Lynda and Margo got home around 11 PM Sunday evening after
playing in the Swiss Teams event Sunday Afternoon and evening.
When Margo came in, Walter rose to greet her. He intended to
take her in his arms and kiss her passionately, but his efforts
were blunted when Margo offered her cheek for the kiss rather
than her lips. Walter grimaced but said nothing.
"How was the trip? Did you do well at bridge?" he asked.
"The trip was tiring, but we did well... won one event and
placed second in another."
"Wow. That's not easy to do. Did you have any fun other than
the bridge?"
As she walked to the bedroom with her suitcase, she said, "We
were too exhausted after the intensity of the bridge competition
to anything other than eat and sleep." When she was safely out
of sight in the bedroom, she grinned to herself mentally counting
up the number of orgasms she had had on the trip. When her count
reached 15, she just shrugged and quit trying to count up the
rest of her climaxes. She wondered if Walter had at least jacked
off once. She doubted it.
Several blocks down the street, Lynda was answering the same
questions from Neil. There were a few variations but not many.
"We managed to work in one shopping trip Saturday morning, but
for the most part, we just ate, slept, and played bridge."
Still probing, Neil said, "I'm surprised. I thought you girls
would at least take the opportunity to cat around a little one
evening... you know... go to a lounge, have a drink, flirt with
some guys... just harmless fun."
Lynda's reply was icy. "Men do that sort of degraded thing.
Respectable women don't!"
Like Margo, Lynda was grinning to herself when she carried her
suitcase to the bedroom. Unlike Margo, Lynda didn't bother to
try to count the number of times she had cum over the weekend...
there were just too many to count. She did, however, remember
one particular time when she had squirted several feet into the
air she had climaxed so hard. Finally, again like Margo, she
wondered how many times Neil had masturbated. Her guess was also
zero.
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Phase 2 was not nearly as difficult as both Neil and Walter had
feared it would be. The kids were all wildly enthusiastic about
going off to camp for three weeks. In their view, it was three
weeks of freedom from constant parental supervision. Since
Walter and Neil did most of the work of driving the kids to and
from their activities and doing the cooking for them, it really
didn't matter too much to either Margo or Lynda that the children
would be gone for three weeks.
Their attitude changed completely, however, when they learned
that their husbands had a full week Hi-Tech convention in St.
Louis during the first week of the children's camping vacation.
Realizing that they would be completely free for an entire week,
both women had trouble suppressing their grins.
Walter waited several minutes before setting the hook. "You
know, we have to be honest with you. Neil and I are very worried
about leaving the two of you all alone for a week. A lot of
people know we're going to be in St. Louis, and some of those
people aren't very trustworthy. It would be a lot safer if the
two of you were together. Would you mind terribly staying
together while we're gone? You could alternate houses each night
so you could keep both homes clean and running well. It would
really make us feel a lot more comfortable. Would that be an
acceptable arrangement?"
Margo and Lynda were now totally unable to suppress their
grins. "That wouldn't be much of a problem at all, Walter. I
wouldn't mind. How about you Lynda?"
"I think we could manage that for a week if it would make the
two of you feel better. Consider it done," she replied.
Both men broke into smiles. "Great. We were worried neither
of you would like the idea," Neil commented. "That makes us feel
a lot better."
When the two couples left the restaurant, not only could
neither woman keep the grin off her face, neither could suppress
the moisture flowing from her vagina nor do anything about the
fact that her panties were rapidly becoming soaked.
In the darkness of the parking lot, unseen by either woman, the
two men exchanged high-fives over the successful completion of
Phase 2.
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A week before the kids left for camp and the guys for St.
Louis, Neil called Walter on his cell. When Walter picked up, he
heard only two sentences before Neil broke the connection.
"We're Go for Phase 3 tomorrow evening. I'll make the
announcement."
Before Walter left for work the next day, Margo stopped him.
"Don't cook dinner tonight, Walt. We're going over to the
Cantrell's for dinner between 6:30 and 7:00 PM. So you should
plenty of time to pick up Jack and Susan at school, shampoo the
carpets, and wash the clothes. They're all in the two clothes
hampers in the utility room, as usual. I'll see you around 6:15
PM. The PTA meeting should be over by that time."
"Margo?"
"Yes? What is it? Aren't the instructions clear?"
"Very clear, Dear. I just wanted to remind you that tomorrow
is the fourth Saturday of the month. Can we have sex?"
"Well, I guess we should. That is the schedule. I would like
to get to sleep by 10:30 PM... so let's schedule it for 10:10 PM.
That should be more than enough time. See you tonight. Don't
forget the kids, the carpets, and the washing."
That evening, Walter just barely managed to finish the washing
in time to give himself 10 minutes to shower and change clothes
before his 6:30 PM deadline was reached. At 6:33 PM, he hurried
into their den. Margo was waiting... tapping her foot. "You're
late... as usual. You need to have more discipline, Walter. If
you would pay some attention to properly planning your work
schedule, you wouldn't keep messing up like this. Let's go. The
Cantrells are waiting for us."
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Dinner was baked potatoes, salad, seasoned fresh green beans,
and New York strip steaks, all of which Neil had prepared.
Walter had brought two bottles of red wine. As Neil was minding
the steaks on the charcoal broiler on the patio, Walter stood
close by.
"I'll make the announcement right after dinner. Are you ready?
Every thing clear?"
"Crystal, Neil. Crystal."
Dinner was superb. Afterwards, the two couples gathered in the
den. The two husbands winked at each other as Phase 3 was put
into action.
"Walter and I have a surprise for our two beautiful wives. We
flipped a coin and I won. So I get to tell you about it. Are
you ready?"
Both Margo and Lynda were clearly surprised and curious.
"Sure. What's the surprise?"
"Well, you know that Walter and I regret having to leave the
two of you alone for a full week so we talked about what we could
do to sort of make it up to each of you. You've both been asking
for new cabinets and a complete kitchen make over ever since last
fall. So, Walter and I have arranged that for each of you."
Both women were clearly surprised and the big smiles on their
faces showed they were both highly pleased.
Neil continued. "So, this next week, the two of you should go
to "David's House of Beauty" and select the tile and slate that
you would like to have for the counter tops. You also need to
decide how large a butcher block you want and where you want to
have it installed. You will need to pick out the material for
this as well... tile, granite, slate... whatever... it's your
choice. While the counter tops are being done and the butcher
blocks installed, all the cabinets will be refinished and new
ones built according to your instructions. If you want a
different type of wood, you will need to make those selections as
well."
The two women were now glowing and both were aghast at the
wonderful present their husbands had arranged.
"Finally, the installation will take place while we're in St.
Louis and the two of you are together. Walter and I have already
given specific instructions to David that all specifics of the
material, design, etc. are in your hands. You just need to
decide exactly what you want, and the workmen will build and
install it to your specifications. They're going to start on
Monday at Margo and Walt's and will move over here as soon as
they're done... probably Wednesday. So, plan to spend Monday and
Tuesday over there and then later in the week here. Any
questions? Oh by the way, the cost is of no concern. Get what
you like."
"That's really wonderful, Neil," Lynda said with a smile, "but
next time, don't keep us waiting for seven months. That's not
very considerate of you and Walter."
"We know that," Walter interjected. "We should have done it
sooner, but better late than never. We hope the two of you have
a great time this coming week. We want you both to enjoy every
minute of it."
As the couples were parting later that evening, Lynda and Margo
were whispering to each other about the coming week. It was
obvious to their husbands that both women were wildly excited.
Off to the side, Walter made only one terse comment to his
friend. "Phase 4 starts a week from tomorrow!" Neil nodded in
confirmation.
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Phase 4:
Early Saturday morning, Neil pulled his car into Walter's
driveway and waited. Inside, Walter said, "Well, we're off.
Wish us luck at the convention. I'll have my cell phone with me
all the time. Call if there's any problem. Promise."
"I promise. Stop worrying. Lynda will be over in an hour or
so and we'll be together looking out for each other all the time
you and Neil are gone. We'll be fine."
"I know you will. How about a kiss for good luck?"
Margo felt it was the least she could do considering the plans
she and Lynda had for the coming week. She moved into her
husband's arms and, much to Walter's surprise, gave him a deep,
passionate kiss with her tongue working inside his mouth the
entire time..
"Oh god! I loved that!"
Margo squeezed his rapidly rising cock, and grinned. "Looks
like it. It certainly doesn't take much to get you hard,
Walter."
"You call that kiss nothing? I think was fantastic."
"Well, keep it hard for me, Honey. You can use it when you
come home."
"I'll hold you to that," he grinned.
"It would be more fun for both of us if you held me on it,
rather than just to it."
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As Neil backed out of the driveway, he said, "She got you hard
before you left, didn't she?"
"Yeah, but how did you know?"
"Simple. Lynda did the same thing to me. I think they planned
it. You know... send us on our way with hard-ons. Just another
form of torture our wives dreamed up."
"Shit!"
"Yeah. That's what I said too."
Neil drove directly to the freeway ramp that would take them to
the airport. Entering the ramp, he continued on the freeway to
the next exit where he left the freeway. Using only back
streets, Neil drove to the Motel 8 that was about a third of a
mile from their homes. They had registered on Friday afternoon
during their lunch hour so all they had to do was park the car by
their adjoining rooms, which were at the back of the motel. Neil
backed the car into their parking space so that the license plate
would not be easily visible.
After parking, they carried their luggage into their adjoining
rooms which were equipped with kitchen facilities. After
unpacking and hanging up the clothes they would be using for the
next week, and meeting in one of the sitting rooms, neither of
them could resist laughing.
"Come on, Neil. Let's fire up the system and settle in for
what may be the most important week of our adult lives."
"You're the tech man, Walt. I'm not touching any dials or
buttons unless you tell me to."
"It's not hard. Before the week is over, you'll be as adept at
working the system as I am. But I will take care of things until
you're comfortable with it. Shall we?"
"Oh fuck Yes! I can't wait."
Three tables had been pushed together to provide space for the
audio and video recorders, two CD burners, the two computers that
operated the systems, and two large monitors so that each man
would have a great view without having to look over the other
man's shoulder. Two monitors also meant that the input from two
cameras could be viewed simultaneously. In addition, Walter had
set up the system software to permit split screen viewing so that
four cameras could be viewed at the same time. The two
high-frequency transceivers that sent the signals to the units
located in their homes and received the input from them were
ready and waiting on a fourth table. With an effective range of
1000 yards, the motel's location was well within range of both
homes.
In front of the tables was a large bulletin board the men had
purchased at Staples. Attached to the board were floor plans of
every room in their homes. Each floor plan was carefully labeled
and color-coded to show the hidden units Walter had installed in
nearly every room of their homes while their wives were at the
bridge tournament. Audio units were blue and labeled with
sequential, upper case letters, A, B, C, D, etc. The video
cameras were coded in red with numbers, 1, 2, 3, ... and so on.
Both the directional microphones of the audio units and the
high-resolution video cameras were mounted on turrets, each
powered by a small, soundproofed motor for directional control.
Two joy sticks controlled the motion of the turrets as well as
the zoom and focus controls of the video cameras.
By simply entering the proper code at the computer terminal,
joy stick control was transferred to the corresponding audio or
video unit. Thus, if Walter wished to zoom in on the bed in the
master bedroom of his home, he simply entered R7, R for "red" and
"7" for the video unit positioned to visually monitor activities
in the vicinity of the bed. The red joy stick then controlled
the direction, focus, and zoom of that camera. Camera 8 was
hidden in the heating vent on the opposite side of the room. It
covered the couch and two chairs in their master bedroom. Typing
R8 automatically switched control to Camera 8.
"Ready?" Walter asked.
"One thing before we start. We haven't discussed it before,
and we need to get it out on the table right now."
"What's that?"
"After we activate the system, it won't be too long before we
will be seeing both women naked. And with those high-resolution,
zoom lens, I'll be getting a fantastic view of Margo's cunt,
tits, and ass. You'll be getting the same views of my wife.
If... probably I should say when... they start having sex, we'll
see mevery thing. Now, I'm going to get iron-hard erections
looking at Margo and you'll get hard as hell watching Lynda.
You're going to want to fuck my wife, and I'm going to be wild to
fuck yours. Are we both Ok with that?"
"Frankly, I can't wait. Not only am I Ok with you wanting to
fuck my wife, I hope I get to watch while you fuck the ass off
the castrating bitch."
"Right On! I feel exactly the same way. Let the show begin!"
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After the men left for the airport, Margo could hardly contain
her excitement. She could already feel the dampness between her
thighs. Aloud, she said, "Damn. Where are you, Lynda. I'm
already so fucking hot!" Reclining on the couch, Margo slipped
her hand underneath her skirt and slowly rubbed her pussy through
her wet panties. As she rubbed, her legs gradually spread wider.
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"Oh fuck! Did you hear that, Neil! We've been married for
over 12 years, and I've never heard her say she was hot... much
less 'so fucking hot'. Oh shit! I'm already hard. Are you
hard, Neil?"
"What the hell do you think?" came Neil gasping reply. When
Walter looked over, he saw Neil staring intently at his monitor
that showed a crystal clear, sharp image of Margo's skirt halfway
up her thighs and her hand moving frantically over her pussy
under the skirt. His cock was out, hard as iron, as he slowly
stroked it while watching his friend's wife masturbate.
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Margo had to stop finger fucking her pussy when her cell phone
rang. Reluctantly, she picked up. She knew from caller ID that
it was Lynda.
"Where the hell are you," she moaned.
"I didn't know if they had left yet or not. I guess they have.
I'll be there in a couple of minutes. Don't start without me,
Honey."
"It's too late. I couldn't wait.... I was just so fucking hot.
I'm already finger fucking."
"Have you already cum?"
"No... not yet."
"Don't you dare cum before I get there, you hot Slut. Are you
already naked?"
"No... just have my hand under my skirt."
------------------------
When Neil and Walter saw Margo pull her hand from beneath her
skirt to wait for Lynda's arrival, they both stopped jerking
their cocks.
"Man, I never realized how incredibly hot this was going to be.
I'm already about to cum," Neil gasped, his cock still twitching
hard.
"We're gonna have to pace ourselves, Neil, or we'll collapse
from exhaustion and miss some of the important action."
"You're right. How did you feel seeing me jacking off while
watching your wife play with her cunt?"
"It got me hard... really hard."
"I thought it would. You want to know something just as
weird."
"What?"
"I can hardly wait to see you jacking off watching my wife."
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A little over 10 minutes had elapsed before Lynda drove her car
into Margo's driveway. When she entered carrying two suitcases
for her anticipated three- or four-day stay before she and Margo
switched to her home, she found Margo sprawled out on the couch,
her hand rubbing her crotch through her dress.
"God, you really are hot for it, Margo. God, you look
delicious,"
"I can't help it. I've been thinking about this for weeks now.
Aren't your hot and horny?"
"Of course. I don't have anything on under this dress, and my
cunt's a swamp. A fucking swamp!"
"Oh yes... what should we do first?"
"Take off your dress and mount the desk, Honey. I'll strip and
take the couch facing you so you can see every thing. You spread
wide so I can see you doing it. Lets get ourselves off while we
watch each other. Then we go to the bedroom and see how many
times we can make each other cum."
Both women almost tore their dresses as they desperately pulled
at zippers and buttons in their haste to get out of their
clothes. When she was naked except for her stockings and heels,
Margo mounted the desk, planted her feet on its surface and
spread wide open letting Lynda see her gaping opening, her
swollen labia, and the moisture leaking from her hole.
---------------------------------------------
A third of a mile away, Neil was again jacking his cock madly
as he stared at the naked cunt of his best friend's wife.
"Oh fuck! Look at your wife's cunt! Zoom in on Margo's cunt
hole, Walter. Please!"
"Not a problem." Walter pressed a button on the red joy stick
and immediately the monitors were filled full screen with the
image of Margo Bradon's throbbing pussy.
"Oh Man! I gotta tell you," Neil moaned as he tried to stop
jerking his cock so he wouldn't cum so soon. "I gotta tell you,
Walter. I want to fuck your wife... I really want to sink my
cock up her cunt and fuck the shit out of her. Have you gotten
to see my wife's cunt yet?"
"Not yet. She's watching my wife finger fucking. But she's
taking off her dress. Won't be long till we see it."
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Walter's prediction was right on target. He had hardly gotten
the words out of his mouth, when Neil's sexy blonde wife dropped
her dress on the floor. She was naked underneath the dress, just
as she had said she was.
"Get on the couch, you hot Bitch. Spread wide and show me your
pussy. Then, let's make ourselves cum and go to the bedroom. I
really want to taste you."
Settling down on the couch, Lynda opened her legs and slipped
her fingers onto her pussy. After dragging them up and down her
sex trench several times to wet them, she slipped three fingers
into her throbbing vagina all the way to the knuckles.
"I'm fucking my pussy, Margo."
"I know... I can see you doing it. Can you see me finger
fucking mine?"
"Oh yes... do it harder.. Tell me when you're about to cum so
we can get off at the same time."
"OOHHH AAAHH..AAAHHH... UGH! UGH! I'M DOING IT, LYNDA...
ALMOST THERE," Margo groaned as her fingers flashed in and out of
her hot hole. "Hurry, Lynda. Please hurry. I'm right on the
edge!"
Lynda's hips began to thrust up off the couch as she pumped her
vagina and rubbed her clitoris at the same time. "OOOHHH FUCK
FUCK FUCK... I'M BEING FUCKED... BIG STUD IS FUCKING ME... WATCH
HIM FUCK ME, MARGO...AAAAHHHHHHHH... DO IT NOW!!"
The vaginas of both women went into hard spastic contractions
at almost the same time as Walter and Neil ejaculated several
thick streams of semen all over their chests and hands.
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After their orgasms, the two men washed up and Neil asked,
"Shall we go out for some dinner or fix something here?"
"We're so close to home, I think we'd better stick to the
motel. How does spaghetti with meat sauce, salad, garlic bread,
cheesecake, and either wine, beer, or soft drinks sound?
"Sounds great. You fix the dinner tonight, and then we'll
alternate."
"That will work."
"Ok. I'm going to take a quick shower and then I'll make the
salad."
While Neil showered, Walter cooked the ground beef, chopped and
saut�ed the onions, put one jar of basil pasta sauce, one can of
tomato sauce, and one can of Rotel in the pot, added the oregano,
garlic, and basil seasonings and turned the fire to low to allow
the sauce to simmer and the flavors to spread. He was just
adding the cooked beef to the sauce when Neil called out.
"Turn off the fire and forget dinner for now, Walt. Hurry.
You gotta see this!"
Following instructions, Walter hurried into the equipment room
where both large monitor screens showed their wives lying in bed,
side-by-side on their backs. Both women had their legs open and
each was slowly rubbing her clit. At regular intervals, their
fingers would dip downward and slide sensuously in and out of
their hot holes. As the men watched, Lynda's ass began to
undulate and then thrust upward in fuck motions. Margo was right
behind her.
Neil was already fisting his cock as he watched. Walter
quickly joined him. When Lynda's and Margo's asses were fucking
the air as their fingers worked their clits, Walter moaned, "Oh
god. Have you ever seen your wife look hotter?"
"No... never. Why the hell will they never do anything like
this for us?"
Neither man had an answer.
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Inside the Bradon's master bedroom, Lynda groaned, "OOooohhh...
I'm gonna cum, Margo... hard... aaahhhhh.."
Margo rolled between the hot blonde's legs and hissed, "Don't
you dare cum on your fingers, Honey. Wouldn't prefer my tongue?"
"Oh YES! Please... Do me! Hurry! I'm almost there!"
Their husbands leaned closer to the monitors as Margo pressed
her face into Lynda's throbbing pussy and swiped upward with her
tongue.
"UUNNGGHHHH!"
"Like that?"
"OHHHHH... AAAAHHH... UUMMMMMM!" was the only reply Lynda
could make she was so close to an intense orgasm.
Once more and then again, Margo's tongue moved up the entire
length of Lynda's throbbing sex trench until it reached the
pulsing clitoris at the top. Concentrating on the expanding and
contracting knob, her tongue slashed up and down its engorged
shaft. On every other trip, the tongue flicked over the tip of
Lynda's clitoris. It took less than a minute.
"UUMMMMM... UUMMMMM... UUMMMMMM... oohhhhh god... sooo good.
UUMMMMM... UUGGHHHH!" Juices spurted in spastic gushes from her
climaxing vagina, drenching Margo's face.
As soon as Lynda regained some control, she pushed Margo onto
her back and moved between her gaping thighs. Gently, she
started probing Margo's wet pussy with two of her fingers while
working on the moaning brunette's nipples with her other hand.
In just moments, she had Margo's hips thrusting against her
fingers. Unlike a man, Lynda had no trouble immediately locating
the G-spot. When she began working it, violent contractions shot
through Margo's belly. Her hips surged up off the bed as she
babbled helplessly.
Walter's wife howled! Lynda's tongue found its way into the
throbbing love hole and began pumping with rhythmic strokes,
fucking her. With fingers on her G-spot and a tongue inside her
cunt.. Margo was beginning to throb hard, her orgasm rising and
rising... ready to explode.
Lynda's tongue moved onto Margo's love button ... licking it...
squeezing it between her lips... sucking it hard. Margo came...
hard... juices spurting. She tried to push Lynda's head away,
but Neil's wife stayed on the bursting clitoris until Margo began
to scream in pleasure/pain. Finally, she stopped and let Margo's
hips collapse back to the bed where she lay gasping and panting
in the throes of an intense orgasm.
------------------------------------------------
When Margo and Lynda went out for dinner, Neil and Walter
turned off most of the equipment except for one camera focused
on the front door to let them know when their wives returned.
While they waited, they enjoyed the spaghetti, cheesecase, and
beer. Afterwards, they settled down to watch a game on TV.
At 7:30, the women returned. From the tone of their
conversation, it was obvious they were excited. Turning off the
TV, Walter fired up the system, and they settled down to watch
and listen.
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"Do you think it's Ok?" Margo was saying to Lynda. "You didn't
think we should at the bridge tournament."
"I know, but this is different. There were a lot of women and
some men at the tournament who knew us. I would have been really
risky. But this is a huge city, and we'll be on the other side
of town. The chance that we'll see anyone we know is very
unlikely."
"But what if we do?" Margo asked, obviously still a little
worried.
"If that happens, the person seeing us will be in the same
place we're at and probably doing the same thing... so it's safe.
But if you're so nervous, you won't enjoy it, there's no point.
We should just forget the whole thing."
"Hell no. I'm too excited to just forget it. Let's get
dressed and go test the waters."
Both women laughed as they stripped off their jeans and baggy
sweatshirts. A third of a mile away, the sight of them in just
their bras and thongs was getting both Neil and Walter hard.
Unwittingly, Margo moved directly in front of the camera as she
surveyed herself in the mirror. With her big tits about to fall
out of her top and her thong pulled tightly against her pussy,
Neil was going crazy. His dick was hard as stone and leaking
precum.
"Oh shit, Walt. Your wife is hot! I want to fuck her so bad I
can't stand it!" He moaned as he jerked his throbbing rod.
"What about your wife. Just look at her awesome ass and legs!"
Walt shouted.
Tearing his eyes away from the Margo's cunt, Neil looked at his
wife, bent over, ass jutting out as one hand ran down the length
of thigh and the other one squeezed her breast. "Shit. She is
one hot bitch too," Neil groaned and turned his eyes back to
Margo who had now taken off her top and was lying on the table.
"Maybe I should go out just like this? What do you think,
Lynda? Should I?"
"Absolutely, you sexy slut. But if you do, you have to share
some of the men with me, because you'll have them all."
"Oh god... that's such a hot, dirty thought."
Neil's hand was moving faster up and down his cock. "Take off
the thong, Margo... take off the damn thong, you hot bitch. Show
me your cunt!" he yelled at the monitor screen.
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By 8:15, Margo and Lynda were dressed for a night out on the
town. The plunging neckline of Margo's gray sweater just barely
covered her nipples. At least half of her tits were on display.
Lynda's dress was belted tightly around her waist. Above her
waist, The plunging V-neck descended all the way to her waist
totally exposing the inner half of each of the tits and all of
her cleavage. Two small panels of material covered the outer
portions of her tits and tied behind her neck.
"Well, how do I look?" Lynda asked striking a seductive pose.
"Like a hot housewife on the prowl," Margo replied. "How about
me?"
"Oh Honey... don't lean over or those big jugs will certainly
fall out."
"Do you think we look too slutty?"
"Yeah... we do, but that's the idea, isn't it?"
"Where are we going, Lynda. Are we just going to cruise the
bars and clubs or what?"
"I thought we would go to the Hilton Inn's Lounge. They're
having an insurance sales convention there, and you know there's
going to be a lot of married men there without their wives.
Those guys are safe, experienced, and horny. Sound good?"
"Yeah. Let's go before I lose my nerve."
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At the motel, Neil asked, "Shall we follow them?"
"Wish we could, but it's too risky. If either of us made the
slightest slip and they saw us, the rest of the plan would be
shot. I don't think we should risk it."
"You're right. Just makes me hard to think about it."
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The music was soft and slow at the Hilton Lounge, and the place
was crowded. Scanning the crowd, Margo whispered, "God. There's
got to be at least two men here for every woman."
"I'd say it's closer to three-to-one. Do you see a table?"
"No. They're all taken. Let's just go to the bar and have a
drink. Maybe someone will invite us to share their table."
"Margo, we think alike. See anyone interesting?"
"Not more than two or three dozen men... maybe a few more than
that."
"Come on. Let's see how many we can attract."
The bar was also crowded, but the men moved apart to make room
for the two sexy women. Taking a seat, both wives crossed their
legs making certain that they exposed a generous expanse of thigh
in the process. When the bartender came over to take their
orders, he was having a hard time tearing his eyes away from
their almost completely exposed tits. The men standing behind
them were taking advantage of their height to stare straight down
into their cleavage.
With a three-to-one ratio of men to women, it only took a few
minutes before men were seated on each side of Margo and Lynda
with five more men crowded in behind them. With the bar in front
of them, they were essentially trapped. Bodies were pressing
against them from all sides and very soon, they both felt hands
touching their legs, sides, and bottoms.
"Hi," one man to the side said. I'm Jim and who might to two
of you be?" His hand was on Lynda's knee.
"I'm Lynda. This is my friend, Margo."
From the other side: "Hi, Margo, Lynda. I'm Lawrence. Where
are the hubbies?" Lawrence's hand was slowly moving over the
portion of Margo's ass that extended over the bar stool.
"They're out of town at a convention. And where might your
wife be?" she responded.
"Who knows? She's back home... probably out with a guy since
I'm out of town. Wives sometimes do that, you know," he said
with a big grin at the two women, who both felt their faces
redden.
The guy directly behind Lynda leaned forward, stared at her big
tits and whispered, "God... they look delicious. Are you girls
looking for a little fun tonight?" His hands were at her side,
just below her tits.
The man behind Margo also leaned over, "I think yours are even
bigger than your friend's... seems almost impossible, but I think
they are. You both look amazing." Margo felt his erection
pressing against her back.
Margo heard Lynda moaning softly to her left. Turning, she saw
that the man behind her had captured both of Lynda's tits and was
hefting them in his large hands while running his fingers over
her hard nipples. She was so mesmerized watching her friend as
she leaned her head back against the man and moaned softly that
she didn't notice Lawrence opening the two buttons at the bottom
of her white top.
When she felt the cool air on her naked tits and his hand
closing over one large globe, her head snapped back in his
direction, but it was far too late. His fingers were working
magic on her engorged nipples as he squeezed and cupped her
breast. The erotic sensations rippled through her body,
descended downward, and made her vagina throb. She heard herself
moan. "OOoohhhhhhh!"
Almost as if they were choreographed moves, Jim lowered Lynda's
dress to her waist, and Lawrence pulled off Margo's top exposing
the women's breasts. Lynda leaned over allowing Jim free access
while Lawrence moved behind Margo, reached around her shoulders
and took possession of both of her tits.
Soft moans came from both women as the men worked their tits.
"I think we should take this some place more private," Lawrence
suggested. "Come on, Ladies. We have a table in the back of the
lounge."
The other men at the bar watched with envy as Lawrence and Jim
led the two bare-breasted women back to their table. No one
objected, however, as every man understood that was the way of
things... the aggressive males fuck the females.
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"What do you think our wives are doing now," Walter asked. "Do
you think they're being fucked?"
"Naw! No way. They're out somewhere flirting and teasing, but
that's as far as it's going to go with the two of them."
"I don't know. Some men are more aggressive than we are. They
might not put up with the crap our wives give us."
"Possible, but unlikely. They're out there giving men bad
cases of blue balls, same as you and I have had for years."
------------------------------
When Lawrence and Jim brought the women back to their table at
the back of the club, they found another man waiting there.
"Sam, these two lovely ladies with the huge tits are Margo and
Lynda. They're husbands are at a convention, and they're out for
fun."
Lawrence sat down between the two women with Sam beside Margo
and Jim beside Lynda. While the cocktail waitress was taking
their drink orders, Sam was squeezing, pulling, and twisting
Margo's nipples while holding both of her tits. Walter's wife
had her shoulders pulled back as she pressed her tits into the
large male hands.
On the other side, Lynda's nipples were being sucked hard, one
after the other. Lawrence took care of giving the waitress their
orders while his hands were both moving beneath the table. As
Lawrence's hands moved faster, the two women slide lower and
lower in their seats until it was obvious that they both were
sitting with their asses halfway off their seats.
By the time, the waitress returned with their drinks, Margo and
Lynda were practically lying in their chairs. Both women had
their eyes closed as Sam and Jim sucked their engorged nipples,
and their bodies were thrusting against Lawrence's probing
fingers.
"Are you finger fucking them, Honey?" The waitress asked
Lawrence.
"What's it look like?"
"It looks like they're both about to cum. Listen, I don't care
if the three of you fuck them right here on top the table, but
the Manager told me to tell you that you've got them hot enough
and that you should take them up to your hotel room. He doesn't
want you guys fucking them right here in the lounge... Ok?"
"Yeah. Sure. Just bring us the tab and we'll be on our way."
When the blonde waitress returned with the bill, Margo's and
Lynda's hips were arching even higher off their chair. "Have you
made them cum yet, Honey?" she asked.
"Close, but not yet. When they get close, I back off and just
keep them simmering."
"Oh fuck! That's hot. Do you mind if I have a look?"
"Not at all."
Looking under the table, the waitress watched as Lawrence
plunged three fingers between the spread thighs of the two women.
They were both thrusting their asses upward to meet every
stroke. As Lawrence's thumbs worked over the two clits, both
women hissed with pleasure.
--------------------------------
"Have you checked the monitors lately, Walt?"
"Fifteen minutes ago."
"Were our wives home yet?"
"Nope. What me to check again now?"
"Yeah, if you don't mind."
"No problem. I'm as nervous as you are... also excited. Even
though there's nothing on the screens to watch, I've still been
hard half of the evening."
"I know. Me too. What time is it now, Walt?"
"About 11:30 PM. What do you think Margo and Lynda are doing
right now? I know you don't know... just make a guess."
"They're probably in a club somewhere... dancing with some
guys... getting felt up... that sort of thing."
"Do you think they're giving blowjobs or jacking the men off?"
"They might be giving a hand job but I doubt they're blowing
any of them. How long has it been since Margo blew you?"
"Yeah, you're right. I can't remember the last time she gave
me a blowjob. It's been several years, at least. I suppose if
they aren't sucking the men, they're probably not fucking them
either."
"No chance. Absolutely no chance!"
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"OOOOHHHHH... OOOHHHHHHH... Oh My God! So fucking thick!
AAAAHHHH... UUmmmmmm... Ah Yeah! Ah Yeah! Like that... Like
that! Fuck it, Stud. Fuck it... FUCK ITTTTTTTT!!"
Jim's prick stitched in and out of Lynda's throbbing cunt. Each
thrust drove her ass deeper into the couch. Her face was
contorted with pleasure, her lips pulled back from her teeth, her
eyes clenched shut as the cock powered into her waiting hole...
raced down her cum-slickened channel stretching her as it sank
deeper and deeper... until finally the big head thudded with
masculine authority against her womb bringing still another hot
grunt from Lynda.
"UNGGH! UNGGH! UNGGH! OH FUCK, THAT'S SO DAMN GOOD! SCREW ME
FASTER, LOVER... I'M ABOUT TO CUMM!!"
Jim shoved his hands under Lynda's ass, pulled her hips higher
to make her pussy a perfect target, and jammed his thick rod into
her hard and deep. She grunted with female pleasure... he pulled
back, causing her hips to rise in an effort to keep his shaft
deep inside her cunt. When just the head was left inside her
vagina, he snapped his hips forward and down into the waiting
hole. The sexy blonde slut howled with pleasure as her cunt
erupted in a hard orgasm.
"AAAhhhhhhhhhh... FUCK! YES... YES ... YESS... I'M THERE...
OOOHHHHHH SHIT... DON'T STOP... PLEASE... KEEP FUCKING MEEEEEE...
STILL CUMMINGGG!"
"I can't hold it any longer, Lynda."
"SHOOT IT! SHOOT IT INNNNNNNNNNN! CUM IN ME, STUD! Fill me!
Cum in my cunt!"
"AAGGH... AAGGH... AAGGH... CUMMING... IN.... YOU! AAAGGHH...
AAAGGHHH.. TAKE IT, BABY... TAKE MY LOAD!"
From the other side of the room: "Don't Stop, you hot Bastard.
Don't your dare stop! Suck meeeeee! My clit... MY CLIT! DAMN
YOU! STAY ON MY CLIT... I'M GONNA CUMMMMMMMMMM!!" Margo
screeched as her ass hunched wildly against Lawrence's mouth.
Lawrence sucked the shuddering brunette's clit hard into his
mouth and lashed its shaft with his tongue. Instantly, her hole
convulsed in hard, spastic contractions she surged into an
intense orgasm.
"OOOHHH GOD! I'M FUCKING CUMMINGGG.... OOHHHH FUC...
MMMPPFFFFFF!" Margo wailed until Sam's cock thrust into her
mouth cutting off her cries of hot rapture. The two men worked
Walter's wife at both ends. Lawrence had moved his head from
between her thighs but was now using both hands to pleasure
her... one hand thrust two fingers rapidly in and out of her
contracting vagina while the other trapped her clitoris between
two fingers and jacked it like a cock.
Margo's muffled grunts of pleasure echoed throughout the room
to mix with Lynda's renewed cries as she bounced on top of Jim.
"Take it deep, Bitch. Ram your cunt down my cock, Baby. Stick
me in deep!" Jim ordered causing Lynda to bounce even faster on
his rigid shaft. Male grunts of satisfaction mixed with female
cries and screams of delight.
Margo's grunts suddenly became louder as Lawrence withdrew his
fingers from her pulsing hole and replaced it with his cock. The
two men stretched Walter's wife out on the table and buffeted her
fore and aft. Lawrence jerked her leg up onto his shoulder
exposing her cock-impaled cunt completely. Slowly, he pushed his
entire length into throbbing vagina.
"OOMMPPFFFFF... AAWAAGGG... OOMMPPPFFFFF!"
"Oh God, Jim. FINISH ME! FUCK ME, LOVER. PUMP MY HOT HOLE...
CUMMINGGG... AAAAHHHHH.... AAAAHHHHH... CUM IN MEEEEEEEE!" Jim
gave Neil's wife what she wanted as his cock jerked in hard
spasms deep inside her cunt. Each time his shaft throbbed, a
thick stream of sperm-loaded semen shot deep into Lynda.
------------------------------
"What time is now, Walt?" Neil asked.
"A little after 1 AM."
"Shit. Scan the rooms of both houses to see if they're there."
"Ok. I just finished checking my house. They could have gone
back to yours. I'll check."
Ten minutes later, Walter said, "Nope. No one's at your place
either. I hope they're all right. The way they were dressed,
maybe they got mugged and raped."
"They know enough to stay in crowded lounges when they're
dressed like that. I think they're all right," Neil said with
conviction.
"I hope you're right. So, where are they?"
"The clubs don't close until 2 AM on Saturday nights. They're
probably still dancing."
"Yeah. Dancing. That's gotta be it."
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Margo was dancing... dancing on two big cocks. She was sitting
on Lawrence, who had his cock jammed deep inside her ass, while
Sam held her legs high in the air. The position completely
opened her cunt which Sam was nailing with hard driving strokes.
Margo's body was dancing wildly between the two studs. Each time
their cocks plunged into her holes, she howled and groaned. The
fucking was so intense, she had already spurted three times and
was quickly rising toward another orgasm.
"Let's pump our loads into her as the same time, Sam. Would
you like that, Margo... two big hard cocks shooting off inside
your cunt and ass at the same time?"
"OHHH GOD... OOHH GOD... OHHHHHH GOD... AAAHHHH...UUNNGGHH...
AAAAHHHHH... UUMMMMMMM.... UUGGHHH.... AAAAHHHHH... OOHHHH
GOD... PUMP MEEEE.... FUCK MEEEEEE... AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!"
"I think the lady likes it, Sam. You about ready to shoot?
"Yeah... I've been trying to hold back for several minutes now.
Just say when and we'll flood the hot slut."
"Wait, Guys. Wait till I get close enough to see both of you
pumping it into her," Jim urged. "Come on, Baby... bring that
sucking mouth of yours over closer so I can see them shoot your
friend full of hot jism."
As Jim moved closed to the chair where Margo was riding
Lawrence with her ass and taking Sam's cock up her cunt, Lynda
scrambled along with Jim on her knees struggling to keep his cock
buried inside her mouth. When they were close, she pushed her
lips down to the base of Jim's cock and sucked him hard. Each
time he thrust forward, the big cockhead slid down her throat.
Fucking noises filled the room... both women grunted and wailed
as the cocks thrust inward... filling their holes and sending
intense spasms of hot pleasure through their clits. Lawrence
grunted like a bull each time he buried his organ deep inside
Margo's asshole and felt Sam's thick cock pumping her cum-filled
cunthole.
Although it wasn't quite simultaneous, the three men began
pumping their loads into the excited, throbbing holes of the two
women nearly together. As the load fired into Lynda's mouth and
gushed down her gullet into her belly, her fingers rammed deep
inside her vagina while her thumb worked over her clitoris. She
was cumming hard before Jim finished unloading.
From the chair, Margo howls of pleasure filled the room. She
felt Lawrence shooting into her ass and a moment later, Sam's
jerking cock was pumping more cum into her cunt as the shaft
worked over her erupting G-spot. She couldn't take anymore. The
instant Sam withdrew form her hole, she stretched her mouth wide
open in a silent scream as her vagina contracted in a hard spasm.
Her juices fired three feet into the air in a huge spurt. At
the same time, both her vagina and ass went into a series or
hard, rapid contractions. The pressure on Lawrence's sensitive
cock was too much. He began howling right along with Margo.
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Phase 4: The Carpenters:
The women got home a little after 2 AM, just a short time after
the clubs had closed for the night. Walter and Neil were not
surprised as that is what they have eventually concluded... their
wives were going to stay out teasing men and having fun until the
clubs closed.
On Sunday, both Margo and Lynda had slept until 1 PM. It was
almost 3 PM before they got dressed and began discussing what to
have for dinner. Neither Walter nor Neil was surprised when
their wives were too tired to go out that night. In fact, it
appeared that they were even too tired to get each other off.
That changed, however, once they were in shower getting ready
for bed. Our camera concealed in the heating vent had a great
view of the entire area, so when Margo backed Lynda up against
the shower wall and began pleasuring her pussy with two fingers
while playing with her tits, we had a great view of the action.
The best part was when Lynda began telling Margo, "Do it to me
harder... faster... you Bitch... make me cum!" She must have
followed orders very well because a moment later, Lynda was
moaning in a hard orgasm.
After they were in bed, Lynda moved between Margo's thighs and
returned the favor. Walter and Neil argued about whose wife had
cum the hardest.
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Promptly at 8 AM on Monday morning, Margo's front doorbell
sounded. When she answered it, two workmen carrying a variety of
tools, tile, and wood stood there. "Good morning, Mrs. Bradon.
We're the carpenters from "David's House of Beauty". You ready
to enjoy new counter tops, a beautiful butcher block, and new
cabinets?" he asked with a broad smile.
"Oh yes! This is Lynda Cantrell. You'll be doing her house
later this week."
"Great. It's a really good idea for both of you to be present
at both houses. This way if either of you overlooks something
you want done, the other one may catch it. By the way, I'm
Marvin Hastings and this is my partner, Don Sawyer. We'll be
doing the actual work."
"We're delighted to meet you Marvin... Don," Margo said and
then asked, "What do you mean, you'll the ones who will be doing
the actual work? Are there others?"
"Oh yeah. I thought your husbands had told you. We've got a
couple of other guys who will be with us on both projects.
They're apprentices... just learning the ropes. David agreed to
cut the total price by $1,000 if we could bring Lance and Kevin
along to get some training, so to speak. That Ok with you
ladies?"
"Sure... why not? Where are Lance and Kevin?"
"They'll be here very shortly. In fact, they should already be
here. As I say, they're apprentices."
When Lance and Kevin arrived a half hour later, Margo and Lynda
were sitting out by the pool enjoying a cool drink. "I'm going
to get a refill, Lynda, do you want one?" Margo asked.
"Sure. It's diet coke."
"One diet coke coming right up, Honey."
It was more than ten minutes before Margo returned. When she
did, she wasn't carrying any soft drinks, but she was clutching
her breast and rubbing her hand over her belly. Lynda giggled,
"I asked you to get me a diet coke, Margo, not play with
yourself. What's going on?"
Moving over to lounge chair next to Lynda's, Margo leaned
closer and whispered, "Oh shit! I can't help it. Have you seen
Lance and Kevin?" When Lynda shook her head, Margo closed her
eyes, slid her tongue over her top lip, and squeezed her breast
even harder.
"Would you stop caressing yourself and tell me what's going
on?"
For an answer, Margo opened her legs, moved her hand between
her thighs, and pressed it hard against her pussy. "Lance and
Kevin. They're both black! And they're the hottest looking two
men I've ever seen... ohh god! They both have bodies to die
for... big... powerful... muscles all over... virile, sexy
faces.... and OH MY God!"
"OH My God, what?"
"All Lance is wearing is a pair of cargo pants and a T-shirt...
and ohhhhh fuck! His bulge... it's just huge! Kevin has nothing
on but a pair of shorts and a shirt, and his cock looks even
bigger. I couldn't take my eyes off them. I forgot all about
the fucking drinks... you will too when you see them."
"What did they say when they saw you staring at them and
panting?"
"Nothing. Not a word. They both just looked me over like a
piece of female meat and grinned."
"Did you tease them? Flirt with them? Give them a few hints?"
"There was no need for any of that. You don't have to tease
guys like that. They're going to be all over you whether you do
or not. Guys like that just know. Wait till you see them."
------------------------------
Neil and Walter were laughing. "Did you see my wife, Neil,
when she saw Lance and Kevin. She practically fell on her back
and started finger fucking herself."
"It was close. She was squeezing her big tits and rubbing her
pussy mound. I wonder what reaction my wife is going to have?
Margo will warn her so she'll be better prepared."
"Won't matter. Lynda's still going to cream her panties when
she sees those two studs. How long do you think it will be
before they start fucking our wives?"
"Sometime today for sure. The only question is how they will
go about it. Have you got the video and audio recorders ready?"
"Of course. We've been recording for the past two days."
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"Hi, you must be Mrs. Cantrell. I'm Lance and this is my
friend Kevin. We're learning the carpentry trade, which just
means we'll be watching while Marvin and Don do the work in your
kitchen."
Even though Margo had warned her, Lynda still couldn't keep
from squeezing her thighs together to put pressure on her excited
clitoris. The two black studs were out-of-this-world sexy. They
took her breath away, so much so that she was afraid to speak.
Margo was still staring... her mouth slightly open... panting.
At this point, Kevin spoke up. "Do either of you have any
requests? Anything you want Lance and I to do for you?"
Margo and Lynda both felt their vaginas throb and sex juices
seep into their panties. "What... what do you mean?" Lynda
stammered.
"Just that we have explicit orders from David that we're here
to please the two of you... to carry out all your instructions.
I was just asking if you had anything you wanted us to do for
you? Anything at all?"
"You mean with regard to the counter tops, butcher block, or
cabinets?" Lynda asked.
"Those things, of course," Kevin said with a smile. Then he
added, "Or anything else that you need. With your husbands being
gone all week, perhaps you will need us to take of things they
would normally do ... if they were here."
Neither woman trusted herself to speak. Lance was trying hard
not to laugh at the women's obvious excitement. "It's hot
outside. Would you object if Kevin and I work bare chested? It
would be much cooler without these shirts."
"Of course we wouldn't object," Margo said with excited
anticipation. She hoped the men didn't notice, but was certain
that they had.
"Thank you, Mrs. Bradon. We appreciate that," Lance replied as
he stripped his T-shirt off his upper body. His ebony body
glistened with a sheen of sweat as his muscles rippled. His
powerful biceps looked as if they could bend a steel rod.
"Please call me Margo, Lance. You too, Kevin. And forget the
Mrs. Cantrell stuff. She answers to Lynda very nicely."
"Ok, will do, Margo. I'm afraid I bought the wrong size for
this cargo pants. The waist is simply too small. Do you mind if
I open the top button, Margo? ... Lynda?"
In a voice that was little more than a hissing whisper, Lynda
said, "Go ahead... please."
With a quick flick of his fingers, the top button of Lance's
cargo pants popped open letting the pants fall to his hips. Four
to five inches of his rippling abdominal muscles were exposed.
Another inch or two, and his pubic hair would be showing.
"AHH... that feels so much better. I'll really appreciate the
two of you being so considerate."
Kevin's voice broke the two women out of their trance. "I'd
like to take off this hot shirt too. Any objections? Margo?
Lynda?"
The two women just shook their heads. By this time, they could
both feel the wetness seeping down their inner thighs. Their
panties having long since become soaked with their cuntal
secretions.
With one smooth motion, Kevin slipped out of his shirt
revealing the fact that his shorts were already several inches
below his navel. He looked like nothing less than a powerful
Greek god.
"Ahhh... that feels much better," Kevin said with a smile.
"You two girls are overdressed for this heat. You should follow
our example and get comfortable."
"You can see right through my top," Lynda laughed. "And most
of my legs are showing. This is what you call overdressed?"
"And how about me? Do you really think I'm overdressed in this
short skirt and tank top?" Margo asked. It hardly covers
anything... not even my panties, as I know you've noticed since
that's where you're looking."
"You both look really sexy... especially with your panties
peeking out from under that short skirt, Margo ... but you're
both still wearing your tops, and you're even wearing a bra,
Lynda. Lance and I are both naked from the waist up. Why not
take off your tops and bras and be really comfortable?"
"Men have the luxury of taking off their shirts, Kevin. Women
don't."
"Why not?"
"They're called tits, Kevin," Lynda teased.
"I know. I've seen plenty of them before... expect to see many
more in the future, and may I say that the pair each of you have
appear to be among the finest I've ever seen. Of course... I
can't be certain when you keep them covered up ... even in this
awful heat."
It was Margo's turn to add her two cents worth. "I don't think
out husbands would approve, and Marvin and Don are going to have
a difficult time doing the work in the kitchen if we're running
around topless."
"Marvin and Don are busy in the kitchen, and that's where
they're going to stay... in the kitchen... no other place. And
as for your husbands... well, they aren't here. Go ahead. Get
comfortable. Take off your tops," Lance encouraged the women.
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"Oh fuck! This is the hottest thing I've ever seen in my
life," Neil moaned as he stroked his rigid erection.
"Do you think they're going to do it?" Walt asked, his own cock
already throbbing in his hand.
"Yeah... I don't think either of them can or want to resist."
"Who's going to do it first? Your wife or mine?"
"Margo will go first... no doubt."
"Why do you think my wife will be the first to show those studs
her tits?"
"Because she's got the bigger tits and she's proud of them.
Besides, she's hot for it."
"So is Lynda. Her mouth is open, and she's almost panting."
"Yep... she's hot for it too. She might fool me and take her
tits out first."
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Neil won the bet when Margo pulled down her top. "This what
you guys wanted to see," she said. For emphasis, she shook her
shoulders making both large globes bounce. When their gyrations
settled down, she cupped her tits as if presenting them to the
men. "This is more comfortable, but it seems to be making both
of you guys break into a sweat." Even Lance and Kevin laughed at
that comment.
Lance couldn't suppress a groan. "Oh fuck! You are built,
Baby! You need to be kept locked up if you're going to carry
dangerous, concealed weapons like those tits around, Margo."
"Come on, Lynda. Your turn. I can't wait to see what's under
that top of yours."
"Is your concealed weapon already hard?"
The bluntness of the question momentarily shocked Kevin, but he
quickly recovered. "Yeah... rock-hard, Honey. Show me your
tits."
Lynda pulled her white sweater off her shoulders, and then with
one smooth motion, jerked both her sweater and her bra down below
her tits. Both mounds quivered in the air when she freed them.
Although not as large as Margo's, they were big and perfectly
shaped. They were certainly sexy enough to harden both big,
black cocks.
"Ok, Guys. We're taken off our tops and let you see our tits.
Now we want to see what you two have under those pants and
shorts," Margo insisted. "Take'em off!"
"That's right... fair is fair, Lynda said with a mischievous
grin.
"We can do that," both men said in unison. "But we should take
this somewhere more private. We don't want a nosey neighbor
calling the police. That would spoil a lot of plans."
Lynda moved very close to Lance and whispered, "And what plans
might that be?"
"Our plans to fuck both of your asses off, Honey," Lance
responded.
"Mmmmmmm...sounds hot, but I thought black guys really liked a
woman's ass... are you sure you want to fuck ours off?"
"You're a saucy bitch, Lynda. I can't wait to see just how
saucy you are when you've got 10 inches of black cock up your hot
cunt. Come over here... Now!"
Lynda's body was shaking when she approached the powerful black
man. He pulled her close like she was no more than a small
child's doll. His large hands completely covered her ass when he
moved them to her buttocks and pulled her body tightly against
his own. She opened her mouth wide to receive his kiss and his
tongue. At the same time, she felt his huge shaft grinding into
her mound and belly. In the middle of the kiss, his hands rose
and captured both tits... squeezing and kneading them. Lynda
couldn't stop moaning nor thrusting her eager pussy against his
raging manhood. Just as she felt Lance unzipping her skirt, she
heard Margo's excited voice.
"Ooohhhhhhhhhh gawd damn! That feels soooo fucking good.
Don't stop... please don't stop!"
Looking over, she saw Kevin sucking on one of Margo's tits
while his hand was busy underneath her skirt.
"I think you're right," she whispered in Lance's ear. Let's
take this to our master bedroom.
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Walter and Neil were both about to cum they had been jacking
off so hard watching the two black studs working on their wives.
When they saw the four of them walking toward the master bedroom,
Walter groaned, "They're taking them to the bedroom, Neil. Oh
shit. I thought it would take them until tonight to get into our
wives."
"Not likely. Switch the control to the bedroom cameras."
Walter was already working to do it.
"Which one of our wives do you think will get fucked first,
Walt?"
"Don't know. Lance as been working on Lynda longer than Kevin
has been at Margo... so I'd guess Lynda."
"I don't know either. How about a wager. I'll bet your wife
takes cock first. You bet on mine. Ten bucks. Ok?"
"Done!"
Walter adjusted the controls to sharpen the focus and both men
settled back, still stroking their hard cocks, as they waited to
see who won the $10 bet.
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Once inside the bedroom, the two black studs wasted little time
in getting the women ready for fucking. Kevin unzipped Margo
skirt and then pulled both her skirt and panties down her legs.
Picking her up easily, he sat her on the bed and growled, "Spread
wide, Honey. Show me that hot, white cunt hole."
Steepling one knee, Margo spread her legs wide open. For good
measure, she reached between her gaping thighs and pulled open
the swollen, slick lips of her pussy exposing the hot depths of
her hole.
---------------------------------
A third of a mile away, Neil grabbed the joy stick controlling
the bedroom camera and zoomed in on Margo's wide open cunt hole.
"OH SHIT! OH SHIT! LOOK AT YOUR WIFE'S CUNT HOLE... LOOK HOW
SHE'S SPREADING IT OPEN...OOOHHHH FUCK. I'D LOVE TO STICK MY
COCK IN HER!"
"Go on, Lance! Prong the hot bitch. Stick your cock in her
cunt and win me ten bucks. FUCK HER!" Neil yelled.
"Don't be too fast to claim that $10, Man. Just look at what
Kevin doing with your slut wife!" Looking at the image on the
second screen from the other camera in the room, Neil saw that
his wife was lying on the desk holding her panties to one side so
Kevin could stick his cock into her.
"Get on her, Kevin. Fuck the hot Slut!" Walter urged.
Both men continued to jack off as they urged the black guys to
fuck the other man's wife first.
---------------------------------
When Kevin and Lance moved closer to their wives, both Walter
and Neil assumed that they were about to be filled with thick,
black cock. But, instead, both women were pushed onto their
backs... legs spread wide open. An instant later, the two women
howled with pleasure as two, thick tongues pushed inside their
cunts and sucked their engorged clits inside their mouths.
Four shapely legs rose high in the air, as the men sucked and
licked their throbbing clits. Margo was the first to climax.
Her high-pitched shrieks of pleasure filled the bedroom and their
husbands' motel room. Lynda was not far behind. As her
excitement rose higher and higher, her legs locked about Kevin's
head in death grip... pulling him hard against her exploding
cunt.
"Oohhhhhh suck meeeeeeee, you hot black bastard... I'm
cummingggg... aaaahhhh... aaahhhhh... aaaahhhh... uunnggghhh...
eeeeeeiiiiii... suck it... suck it... suck it!!!"
Margo's and Lynda's chests were still heaving from the exertion
and excitement of their orgasms when Lance and Kevin moved from
between their legs. Taking their time, they stripped back the
bed covers on the large king-sized bed and turned up the air
conditioning unit to keep the room cool. Unzipping his cargo
pants, Lance pushed them down his thighs. When they cleared his
ass cheeks, the men heard both women gasp.
"I think the ladies like your ass, Lance," Kevin commented.
"Sort of sounds like it. Is he right, ladies? Do you like my
ass?"
Margo moaned as she gazed at his ass. His buttocks looked
mucular... powerful. Sex juices bubbled from her vagina at the
thought of how hard those powerful muscles were going to pound
his cock into her cunt. From the desk, Lynda hissed. "The rest!
Turn around, Lance. Show us your cock!"
"Now you, Kevin. Take off your shorts. Show it to us!"
Kevin's erect organ was even bigger than Lance's. Margo and
Lynda were now openingly rubbing their clits as they gazed at the
rigid male shafts.
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"They're going to fuck them! They're going to fuck our wives!"
Neil shouted.
"I'll keep the cameras on their pussies so we can see which one
gets fucked first. I'll watch Lynda's cunt... you watch Margo's.
When a cock goes in, scream out "BINGO!" Whoever screams out
first wins the $10," Walter groaned as he jerked his engorged
cock.
"I got a better idea. Let's change the bet. The loser has to
suck off the winner. Ok?"
"Oh hell YES!" Let's watch.
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Kevin scooped up Neil's wife as if she weighed no more than a
baby. Carrying her to the king-sized bed, he dropped her onto
her back. As he watched, Lynda slowly opened her legs and raised
her ass let him see her excited, wet, and very open pussy.
Keeping her legs splayed, Lynda steepled her knees and watched
as the powerful black stud moved between her legs. Once his hips
were socked firmly into her sex saddle, he lifted her legs to his
shoulders as the panting female tried to grab his thick shaft so
she could guide it to her waiting cunt.
But Kevin pulled back grinning, "Not yet, you hot bitch.
First, I make you cum on my dick head by swabbing your sex slit
and rubbing it over your big clit." Using his hand to guide his
shaft, he moved it slowly and sensuously up the length of her
throbbing sex trench. The hot sensations caused her vagina to
contract and whoosh air. When the big head reached her clit,
Kevin used it like a dildo to work up and down its swollen shaft
bringing repeated howls of pleasure from Neil's wife.
"EEIII... EEEIII... EEEIII... EEEIII AAAHHHH FUCK! AAHH FUCK!
UUNNGGGH... DO MEEEEE... DO IT TO MEEEEEEE!" Lynda howled as her
pussy gushed her liquid heat all over the black shaft moving
through her slit and over her clit.
Right beside them on the other side of the bed, Lance had
Margo's ass pulled right to the edge with her knees shoved back
almost all the way to her tits. The position completely opened
her cunt for Lance's use. Margo put her hands on his head and
pulled him closer, watching as his tongue shot out reaching for
her labia.
When it made contact, Walter's wife sighed deeply and fell back
onto the bed as Lance licked her faster and more fervently. His
lips moved higher... higher... until they reached her engorged,
pulsing clit. Closing over the throbbing organ, he began to suck
it... harder and harder... lashing the tip with his tongue every
time it throbbed and danced.
"OOOHHHHH Fuck me, you dirty bastard. Get on me! Mount me,
Stud, and ram that cock into me... Hurry! I want to cum on
your cock, not in your mouth... AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Margo
begged as grunts of female passion surged through her body.
At almost the same time, Lynda's and Margo's cunts went into
hard spastic contractions. Both clits danced and pulsed under
the male tongues. Both holes opened and closed... hard...
spastically... both assholes winked in time with the contractions
of their cunts. The two women screamed as their orgasms erupted.
Immediately Lance rose to his feet and moved his hips between
Margo's open thighs. Holding his thick shaft, he positioned it
at Margo's cunthole.
Across the bed, Kevin pulled his cock off Lynda's clit and
aligned it with her pulsing opening. At this point, Kevin
delayed a moment to ask, "Are you ready to get fucked, Lynda?
Are you ready to take my big cock up your married cunt?" She was
moaning so hard, all she could do was nod.
Lance, on the other hand, didn't bother to ask Margo if she was
ready or not. It was more than obvious that she wanted cock up
her pussy. Consequently, when Lance pressed his cock forward
causing Margo's hole to slowly spread open and allow the big cock
head to sink inside her, Kevin's cock was still just outside of
Lynda's waiting cunt.
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"BINGO! BINGO! BINGO!" Neil screamed when he saw Lance's cock
head sinking into Walter's wife. "He's in her. Margo's getting
fucked! Right now! Ah shit! Look how he's stretching her!"
Ten seconds later, Walter gasped, "Kevin's in her! HE'S IN
YOUR WIFE'S CUNT! IT'S GOING IN! RIGHT NOW!"
"Too late, Man. I win. Shit... this is so damn hot. Get over
here and suck my cock while I watch your wife getting fucked by
that huge dick. Come on. I'm already about to cum. Suck me!"
Walter cursed at his bad luck at having just barely lost the
bet... but a bet was a bet. He stopped watching Kevin pounding
Lynda's hot pussy, knelt in front of Neil, and sucked his cock
deep inside his mouth. Neil held the back of his head and
hammered his dick in and out of his mouth while watching Lance
fucking the shit out of Walter's wife.
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Margo was wailing. "Fuck me, please. I want to cum with your
dick inside me, Lance. Hammer me hard... deep. OOOHHHHH Shit!
Your cock is just huge!"
Lance positioned himself above Walter's wife and drove his cock
deep inside her throbbing hole. He could feel the woman's
fingers frantically rubbing her clit as he pounded her harder and
harder. He also felt her swollen pussy lips moving in and out of
her tight, hot hole with the friction of his cock. He kept
fucking the hot slut while watching her face contort with hot
pleasure.
It only took a few minutes for her body to convulse. Her legs
locked about his hips and jerked him deep inside body. Once
there, he levered them up high in the air and fucked straight
down into the hot convulsing cunt hole. Margo howled in helpless
passion.
Across the bed, Lynda spread her legs as wide as possible to
give Kevin more room to fuck her. He was moving smoothly and
rapidly between her thighs as his entire dick slid into her hole
on every thrust. She was so wet, it was pumping in and out
easily with no resistance. Lynda was gasping for air grabbing
the sheets and twisting them in her hands as her cunt erupted in
another orgasm.
The massive cock was pounding Lynda's ass deep into the
mattress. Every time it entered her, the friction over her
G-spot was electrifyingly intense. So much so that it brought
squeals of delight from Neil's wife. She had her eyes closed as
her head thrashed from side to side. Her teeth ground together
as her orgasm began to build again.
In the motel, Neil was now jacking off Walter as Walter watched
Lynda being thoroughly fucked. When he saw her legs starting to
twitch and shake and heard her moans growing louder, his cock
jerked hard in Neil's hand in preparation to shoot.
When Lynda's legs shot out to the sides... rigid with toes
pointed... and her cunt began contracting violently, Kevin rammed
his cock as deep as possible into her spasming hole. Walter's
buttocks clenched hard. Kevin's buttocks clenched hard. Thick
streams of semen and sperm spewed between Neil's grasping hand
high into the air. At the same time, thick streams of semen and
sperm spewed between Lynda's grasping pussy lips deep into her
hot hole.
--------------------------------
Later that afternoon, Lance and Kevin spent an hour or so with
Marvin and Don before the two carpenters left for the day. The
work was more than half finished so that they would be able to
complete the job on Tuesday.
After Don and Marvin had left, the two black studs came back
into the den where the two women were having a soft drink and
relaxing after their intense sexual marathon.
"I thought you guys had left?" Margo asked.
"No. Just Don and Marvin. They'll be back tomorrow. We plan
on spending the night... in fact, we plan on spending every night
this week with the two of you," Kevin replied. "Any objections?"
"If we did object, would you leave?" Lynda asked with a smile.
"Well, not immediately. We'd spend some time trying to get you
to change your minds, but if you didn't, we'd leave. Neither of
us are into rape. Do you want us to leave?"
"Hell no! I was just curious. So what are the plans? Are we
going out for dinner, cooking, ... what? Or do you just plan to
fuck us continuously for the next four days?"
"That's a tempting thought, but if you want us to keep these
cocks good and hard for the two of you, you're going to have to
let us eat to keep up our strength," Lance advised.
"Ok. Want to take your two married sluts out for dinner or
have us cook something?"
"Cook something. We'll go out tomorrow evening before we
switch houses to Lynda's." Kevin ordered.
"Yes Sir! Steak, salad, fries, Texas toast, and cheesecake
Ok?"
"Hell yes! But we need to set the dress code for the night.
Heels and stockings. Garter belts if you like. Nothing else.
Go put on your uniforms, Girls, while we fix some drinks."
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At 10 PM that evening, the two black studs had Neil's wife in
the bedroom doing her while Margo waited her turn. Lynda was on
her back, her legs pressed back against her tits as Lance drove
his black shaft in and out of her now widely stretched cunt.
Kevin knelt with his legs on either side of her head while
feeding her his rigid dick.
When they had first gotten the hot wife on the bed, she was
taking 6 inches of cock down her throat, but after Kevin had
progressively worked more and more of his prick down the moaning
blonde's throat, his balls now were banging her chin on each
stroke. Every time Lance drove all 8 inches of meat into her
receptive, waiting cunt hole, Kevin buried nine inches down her
throat.
The two men pumped her hard and fast. In the motel room, Neil
and Walter sat side-by-side jacking each other off as they
watched Lynda taking cock fore and aft. When Kevin and Lance
pumped their loads into Neil's wife, both Neil and Walter shot
off all over their chests and the other man's hand.
After resting for a half hour, Kevin led Margo into the bedroom
for her double fucking. Putting the hot brunette onto her side,
Kevin pressed his cock into her cunt hole while Lance worked his
rod down her throat. Like Lynda, it didn't take long before
Walter's wife was taking all 17 inches of black meat into her
cunt and mouth holes. Once more, Neil and Walter jacked each
other off, but this time they shot off before Margo's holes were
filled with thick black seed.
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At 3 AM, Neil shook Walter awake. "You might want to watch
this, Walt. Kevin is fucking your wife like a jackhammer. She's
screeching and grunting every time he slugs it into her."
Walter scrambled out of bed hurried and ran to the monitors.
On the screen he saw his wife with her legs being held far apart
and pressed back on either side of her tits while Kevin fucked
straight down into her upturned, open cunt. Both of them grunted
each time Kevin�s cock stretched open Margo's cunt and sank all
the way inside her.
Walter jacked off twice while watching Kevin banging Margo. It
was almost 4 AM before Kevin pulled his semi-soft rod out of his
wife's vagina and rolled over onto his back, exhausted. The two
of them were asleep in less than a minute.
Before heading back to bed, Walter keyed in the other bedroom
on the computer terminal and saw Lance on his knees behind Lynda
who had her wrists bound to the ankles as she knelt on her knees
with her ass high in the air and her head lowered to the bed.
Lance was fucking her, either in her ass or in her cunt. From
the way Neil's wife was groaning, he suspected the big stud was
nailing her asshole.
"Hey, Neil. Wake up! Lance is ass fucking your wife in the
guest bedroom!"
When Walter returned to his bed, Neil was leaning back in the
chair, his legs stretched out in front of his naked body, pumping
his cock as he watched his wife taking 8 inches black cock up her
asshole.
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Neil was stunned at how easily the black man's massive cock
entered his wife's ass. The few times Neil had persuaded Lynda
to allow him to have anal sex with her, she had been so tight, it
had taken him a long time to work just five or six inches into
her back passage. Not only that, but as he had pushed it in, she
had continuously screamed that it was hurting her. Finally, he
had given up. Now, she was taking Lance's huge shaft all the way
up her ass on every stroke while grunting in hot passion as he
ass fucked her harder and harder.
"Oh gawd damn! I'm cumming... aaaahhhhhhhhhh.... ooohhhh
shit... fuck meeeeee," Lynda wailed.
In response, Lance speeded his strokes, reached around her
hips, and began stroking and rubbing Lynda's clit. She came
again. This time, Neil saw his wife's sex juices spurting from
her excited pussy. Lance was now growling as he powered his cock
deep into the throbbing female's asshole. "OHHH FUCK! GONNA
SHOOT IN YOU, BABY. GET READY! HERE IT COMES!!"
Neil's cock throbbed hard when he saw the black man's buttocks
clenching again and again... knowing that each time his bottocks
clenched, a massive stream of hot jism was being pumped into his
wife. Neil was about to cum, but wasn't quite there when Lance's
thrusting slowed ... then stopped.
Neil still hadn't been able to shoot off, but when the black
stud pulled his big prick out of Lynda's ass, and Neil saw the
huge gaping hole where her tight asshole used to be, his cock
exploded jet after jet of thick, white cum high in the air.
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By the time Margo and Lynda got up Tuesday, it was already 1
PM. It was after 2 PM before they made an appearance in the
kitchen. Marvin and Don had completed the work and were packing
away their equipment.
"It looks fantastic!" Margo gushed.
"We're glad you like it, Mrs. Bradon. We'll be at your house,
Mrs. Cantrell, at 8 AM tomorrow morning to start work on your
butcher block, counters, and new cabinets."
"Ok. We'll be there," Lynda replied.
Before the two men left, Margo asked, "Tell me, are Lance and
Kevin really appentice carpenters here to observe and learn?"
"Not really, Mam. Our boss told us that they were thinking
about carpentry careers, but they're not really serious... at
least, it seems that way to me. They hardly spent an hour
watching us work and haven't asked us a single question."
"So what's going on? Why did David want them to come over with
you?"
"Not really sure, Mam. I think it was part of the deal your
husbands arranged. I had assumed that they were trying to help
those young men learn a very useful and somewhat lucrative
profession. But like a lot of young people these days, they're
not really taking advantage of the help your husbands are trying
to give them. Sorry about that, but I can't force them to pay
attention to what Don and I are doing."
"We understand. It's not your fault. We will be certain to
let our husbands know that."
"Thank you, Mam. We would appreciate it."
After Marvin and Don had departed, Margo said quizzically to
Lynda, "Now why in hell would our husbands be trying to help two
black guys learn how to be carpenters?"
"Yeah," Lynda agreed, and then added with a grin, "Besides why
bother learning how to drive in a nail when you're already a
master at driving in a huge spike?"
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Phase 4: Last Two Days:
On Wednesday and Thursday at Neil's house, Lance and Kevin
spent virtually every minute having sex with our wives. Neither
woman was permitted to dress in anything more than heels,
stockings, and maybe a garter belt. A lot of the time, Lance and
Kevin had both women totally naked. Even when they were having
to wait to get another erection, they were working on our wives
with their tongues and fingers or with vibrators, or they had
Margo and Lynda sucking their cocks. Sometimes one women would
suck both guys.
At other times Margo would suck one stud and Lynda the other
one. Just watching them ordering our wives around and fucking
them kept Neil and I hard as iron most of the time. We concluded
that those two women had sucked more cock in the last week than
during the entire time we had been married. Whenever one of the
men said, "Suck", they sucked. It really pissed us off... big
time. Thinking about all the times I had begged Margo to give me
some head over the years only to hear her say 'no' made me want
to whip her ass with a belt.
It usually didn't take either guy long to get hard,
particularly with two beautiful, sexy sluts lounging around naked
or nearly naked and keeping their legs open so their cunts were
always on display. And once they got hard, the fucking would
start almost immediately.
Kevin liked to put Lynda's shoulders on the floor and pull her
legs up and back so that she was nearly standing on her head. He
would hold her legs up and ram his cock straight down into her
waiting pussy. When Neil saw him doing that, he could never hold
his load. It would just explode out of the end of his dick.
Lance was fond of scooping Margo up in his arms and ramming her
cunt down on his iron-hard erection. She would wrap her legs
around his waist, and he would carry her around the house
bouncing and fucking her through a series of orgasms until she
was so weak she couldn't hang on any longer.
The one thing that both Lance and Kevin really liked to do was
shoot huge loads of semen and sperm up our wives' cunts. They
rarely shot in their mouths or asses... it was always up their
cunts. And with every load they shot in, they would always tell
our wives how they were eventually going to breed them. If not
now, then later... but one way or another, they were going to
knock them up. Judging from the sheer volume of sperm and semen
they unloaded inside our wives' vaginas, it looked very likely to
Neil and I that they probably would knock them up even though
they were both on the pill.
Some of the fucking was not only hot, it was incredibly
sensuous and erotic. When Lance would shove my wife's legs all
the way back against her tits so that her ass was elevated and
then drive his huge shaft straight down into her waiting asshole,
I would always zoom the camera in for a close up of the
penetration. I usually shot off while he fucked my wife's ass.
I loved to watch the way Lynda would go wild when Kevin would
mount her. Her legs just flew up into the air, and when he had
socked his hips firmly into her sex saddle, she would wrap her
legs around his hips, lock her ankles, and pull him into her hot
hole as deeply as possible. Her mouth would fly open as he drove
his dick in and out of her cunt... this usually led to hot, deep
kissing. The fucking was so intense and so passionate, that Neil
usually couldn't watch it very long.
On Wednesday night, Lance and Kevin began double-fucking our
wives... one cock in the ass and another in the cunt. And when
they DPed our wives, it seemed like they were a precision drill
team. Each man worked in perfect unison with the other. When
one cock slammed into Margo's or Lynda's cervix, the other cock
was always on the way out of her asshole. When the cock in her
ass drove inward, the cunt cock pulled back. It was like
watching two cunt/ass masters at work. Our wives never stopped
howling and screaming when they were being double fucked. It
seemed to us like they were having near continuous orgasms.
After several double fuckings, Neil and I realized that if they
took Lynda in doggie position with her ass up, then when it was
Margo's turn, she would always have her legs up in the air with
her cunt fucker on top. They also switched off... if Margo got
in doggie position one time, her next double-fucking would be
with her legs and cunt up.
When Lance and Kevin weren't fucking our wives in the house,
they were dressing them hot and taking them out. We later
learned that these outings were to clubs, adult video stores, and
strip joints where our wives were groped, stripped, fingered, and
either fucked or they gave blowjobs.
By Thursday morning, Neil and I both were ready to "return". I
called Margo's cell phone and told her that we had finished the
meeting early and would be home around 7 PM that night. I wasn't
sure whether her tone suggested sadness that the two black studs
would have to leave or joy that she was finally going to get some
rest... or so she thought.
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Compromises:
After calling Margo, Neil and I prepared our last breakfast in
our motel double room. We also made some sandwiches for lunch
and then cleaned out the fridge and all the trash. We decided to
leave all the computer, video, and audio equipment operational so
we would be able to watch Kevin and Lance saying "goodbye" to our
wives. Neither of us had any doubt as to how they would say
goodbye.
As we were fixing the remainder of the bacon, hash browns,
pancakes, and eggs for our breakfast, we watched Margo and Lynda
preparing a similar meal for themselves and their two lovers. We
finished the cooking well before our wives since before they were
half finished, Kevin and Lance had them both bent over the
kitchen cabinet side-by-side with their cunts stuffed full of
hard cock. We were washing up our dishes when the four of them
finally sat down to eat.
While our wives and their lovers were having breakfast, Neil
and I packed our bags and loaded the car with every thing except
the electronic equipment. Then, we stopped by the motel office
and paid the bill for our stay. Finally, we discussed our plans
for the evening and what we were going to say to our sexy wives.
The afternoon activities at Neil's house were different that
what either of us had expected. After stripping our wives except
for their heels and stockings, the men told Lynda to go to the
master bedroom and Margo to the guest bedroom across the hall.
They were each instructed to lie down on the bed and stay there
until given permission to get up.
For the next three hours, Kevin and Lance moved back and forth
between the two bedrooms having sex with our wives. At one
point, my wife was riding Lance's cock in the guest bedroom while
Lynda was across the hallway pounding her ass up and down on
Kevin iron-hard shaft. The loud grunts of both women over the
speaker system was hot as hell. Once more, we were both jacking
off while we watched, but this time, we were determined to save
our loads until evening.
When neither of us felt like we could hold our loads back if we
continued to watch, we took a break, finished up the beer and
watched a baseball game until we had calmed down enough that we
thought we could watch some more without shooting off.
When we turned on the system again, the first thing we heard
over the audio system was Margo howling in the guest bedroom...
"Oh gawd damn you! You're gonna make me cum again... ooohhhh
uunnggghhh... pump it... pump me harder, Kevin... drive that big
thing down into the bottom of my cunt... bang it to me, Stud!"
Then, the video warmed up, and we saw what was making my wife
howl and beg. Kevin was mounted on my wife, holding her legs
back in the crook of his arms while he plowed his huge cock
straight down into her pussy. He was sinking almost his entire
length into Margo's cunt on every thrust.
After Kevin had emptied his balls into my wife's cunt, we
switched over to the master bedroom and found Lance's huge cock
slugging in and out of Lynda's gaping pussy. As usual, it didn't
seem possible for the women to take that huge organ, but Lance
was pounding it in all the way to his balls. From the cum that
was running down Lynda's ass, it was obvious that Lance had
already cum in her at least once before and was still pounding
her hard.
At 4 PM, I called my wife's cell. I had timed the call so that
she was taking cock when I called. It was wildly erotic to be
talking to my wife on the phone while watching her being fucked
on the monitor.
"Hi, Honey. It's me. Every thing Ok?"
"Aahh... yeah... oh yeah..!
"Good did the carpenters finish up yet?"
"Almost... they'll be finished... aaahh... soon."
"Good. Good." I had to stifle a laugh at the sight of my wife
bent over in doggie position on the bed, biting her knuckle, and
struggling to keep from groaning as the thick black shaft pumped
deep into her cunt. "Just wanted to let you know, we'll be home
around 6 PM. Neil and I would like for both you and Lynda to
meet us at our house then. Ok?"
"Aaaa yes... yes... yes. We'll come... ahh.. we'll come...
come over there."
"Great. You sound all out of breath."
"Yeah... I am. Cleaning up after the carpenters."
"Was it hard work?"
"Oohhhh yesss... hard... it was hard."
"Ok. See'ya soon."
I hung up, and Neil and I listened to my wife screaming as her
pussy exploded at the same time as Kevin fired his load into
throbbing hole.
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At 6:30 PM, the four of us were all seated in our den. The
butcher block and the new counter tops and cabinets looked
outstandingly good. Marvin and Don were masters of their craft,
to be certain.
"Do you like the work in the Kitchen, Margo?"
"Oh yes! It's just beautiful, and so are the ones they built
for Lynda. We both love them!"
"Good. Good. We're happy that you're both pleased. Tell
us... what did the two of you do during the week?"
For the next fifteen minutes our wives fed us a total crock of
bull shit about what they had been doing. Neil and I both
listened without objection as they dug themselves into a deeper
and deeper hole. When they finished, I said, "Seems as if you
both enjoyed yourselves. Now, the reason we wanted us all to
meet is that Neil and I have decided that we're going to make
some changes in the way we do things in our households."
"You've decided?? Since when do you make decisions without
discussing things with us first?" Margo questioned.
"Since this week. Starting right now."
"What changes?"
"Several. First, we're going to have a more equitable
distribution of the work load. Here's the list we've prepared.
Since Neil and I work all day long supporting all of us, you two
are going to take about 70% of the housework and work with the
kids. We'll handle the other 30%. We can discuss bringing in
some outside help to give us more free time together."
"And if we don't agree?" Lynda said. I could hear the
uncertainty in her voice and Neil and I both loved it.
"We'll come to that a little later. Let me finish listing the
changes. Second, both of your are going to start being wives to
us instead of taskmasters. Specifically, we going to start
having sex with the two of you frequently and often, and both of
you are going to participate actively and enthusiastically."
Both women opened their mouths simultaneously to object, but I
stopped them with a wave of my hand. "As I said, we'll address
your agreement or lack of it in a moment. Neil, why don't you
finish up the list of changes with number three?"
"Love to, Walt... love to. Walt and I have discussed your
female charms this last week. I really love your big tits,
Margo, and I've wanted to fuck you for years. Walt is just as
taken with Lynda's drop-dead hot body and gorgeous face. He's
told me that he's been jacking off thinking about you ever since
we've known each other. So, the new plan is that we're going to
switch you girls around from time to time. Margo will spend
several days with me while Lynda takes care of this house and
Walt's sexual needs. The switching starts tonight. Lynda's
going to stay here tonight and Friday. Margo, you're going to be
servicing me during that time. I think that about covers it...
Did I leave out anything, Walt?"
"Don't forget the threesomes and foursomes."
"Oh yes. Forgot that. When Margo is having her period, Lynda
will be servicing both of us and when Lynda is unavailable, Margo
will take care of our sexual needs. When you're both available,
and the kids are out of the house, we'll have some swinging
foursomes together."
The uncertainly and confusion was all over our wives faces.
Their wimp husbands had suddenly turned into raging, confident,
stud tigers. But mixed in with the uncertainly and confusion, I
could also see my wife's tongue caressing her upper lip. She was
getting turned on just like she did when we first dated and got
married. Looking at Lynda, I could see her pressing her thighs
together.
"What makes you think we'll agree to all this?" Margo asked me
in a soft whisper with the beginnings of a smile of
understanding.
"Rather than go into long, boring explanations, why don't you
girls settle back and watch some of the movies we brought home
with us. I'll get some wine and cheese so we'll have something
to munch on while we watch."
Neil had just started the DVD when I brought in the snacks.
Both women were nervous, confused, and excited. They both gasped
when they saw the title of the first DVD. "Cheating Hotwives"...
followed by... starring Margo Bradon and Lynda Cantrell. The DVD
screen changed to side-by-side pictures of Margo and Lynda.
Margo was lying on the new kitchen butcher block, her legs
together and straight up in the air. She was shoving her panties
up her legs with her cunt lips peeking from between her thighs.
Lynda's photo showed her standing wearing dark stockings, her
arms extended over her head and her black, lace panties down
around her thighs. The photo was taken from below so that her
cunt was easily visible.
"Oh god!" Lynda groaned.
As much as I loved the shocked look on Lynda's face, I loved
the expression of sexual excitement on my wife's face even more.
After that introduction, there followed 45 minutes of hot
excerpts from the numerous fuckings our wives had received since
Monday. Halfway through the film, Neil and I were standing
behind our wives as they sat on the couch and watched themselves
being fucked in every conceivable position by both black studs.
Margo just moaned when I opened her blouse and extracted both
of her tits and began tugging, squeezing, and twisting her
engorged nipples. Neil also had his wife's tits out. Leaning
closer, I whispered in Margo's ear, "Hot sexy Bitch. Pull your
dress up and spread your legs." She didn't hesitate a moment.
With a couple of minutes, both women had their legs open and
their panties down.
"Do it," Neil ordered. "Make yourself cum, you hot Slut!"
I was about to tell my wife to do the same, but I was too late.
She already had her fingers working frantically over her pussy
and clit.
"Look at Kevin fucking you, Margo. Listen to yourself begging
him to ram it in harder. Hot fuck slut... Cum, Baby. I want to
see you cum... NOW!" My wife exploded... her juices firing high
into the air. When Margo grunted in the midst of her orgasm,
Lynda's hole went into hard contractions as she climaxed. By the
time the first DVD ended, both women had cum three times.
"Are you going to divorce us?" Lynda asked, her voice quavering
with nervousness.
"Do you want a divorce?" Neil replied.
"No... no!"
"Do you want a divorce?" I asked my wife.
"Please don't divorce me, Darling. I promise... I promise
things will be totally different. They always would have been if
you had been this dominant and confident with me before. From
now on, you can fuck me anytime you like... any way you like."
"And Neil? What if he wants to fuck your ass?"
For an answer, my wife turned around on the couch, got on her
knees with her ass pointed outward, locked her eyes on mine, and
whispered, "Would you like to ass fuck me, Neil? Right now...
right here in front of my husband? I'll hold my ass open for
you. Kevin and Lance really stretched it so you don't need to
worry about hurting me. Just ass fuck me... now... anytime...
unless my husband wants to fuck me... he always has first call on
my sex holes."
A minute later, my wife was grunting in hot passion as Neil
fucked his 7-inch cock into her ass. She had her hand between
her thighs furiously rubbing her clitoris as he pumped her. She
came twice before he shot a huge load into her back passage. She
never took her eyes off of mine while Neil fucked her. In the
middle of the hot sex, while she was cumming, I kissed her. Her
mouth flew open, our tongues dueled together as her cunt pulsing
with her orgasm and her body jerked wildly on Neil's cock.
When we broke our kiss, I felt hands turning my body so that my
back was now toward my wife. Lynda was kneeling with her hands
on my ass, my cock deep inside her mouth. She pulled me forward
and my 7 inches of man meat was buried in the sexy blonde's
throat. Not wanting to cum in her mouth, I groaned, "Stop,
Lynda. I want to fuck you and cum inside your cunt."
"Oh yes! You can cum in me anytime you want, Lover."
When I picked her up and carried her toward our master bedroom,
Neil and Margo followed us. When I mounted the hot blonde, Neil
was holding his wife's legs back and pressing her knees onto the
bed beside her heaving tits, which were being sucked by my wife.
Both Lynda and I groaned with hot pleasure when my cock slid into
her pussy.
Two hours later, we were all naked and resting on the
king-sized bed. I had poured four loads of cum into the two hot
women, and I think Neil had shot in five loads. There was no way
to keep track of the number of times our wives had erupted in
hard orgasms.
"How many DVD's did you guys make since Monday?" my wife asked.
"Seven or eight," I replied.
"Oh fuck! That's so dirty and so hot! Can we watch one of
them whenever we have foursomes," Margo whispered.
Lynda pushed herself up on one elbow, and although she was
still panting, she managed to say that she wanted to talk more
about the new procedures Neil and I had stated."
"You object?" Neil asked.
"No... not at all. We should have been doing this for years
instead of treating the two of you like slaves. All you guys had
to do was use your belts on our asses once or twice and that
would have ended.
"I suppose," I commented, "but the way we did it was a lot more
fun, don't you think?"
"Oh hell yes!" both women said together.
"And that brings me to the new rule Margo and I have for our
new life style. For the last couple of years, Margo and I have
been pleasuring each other since we were too nervous to cheat on
you. But this last week, we've found out that hard cocks are
wonderful. We want to keep doing that from time to time. We can
work this any way you guys like. We can swing together... or you
guys can watch... or you two can go out with some other hot
women, and we share the hot details later. If you like, we can
cheat and tell you about it later. Whichever way you two like
best. Is that Ok?"
"Oh hell yes!" Neil and I said almost at the same time.
"Great. Which way do you like best? Swinging? Watching?
Open sex? Cheating and telling? Pick one guys."
"How about some of each... just to keep up the variety and the
excitement," Neil suggested.
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Epilog:
The following Wednesday evening, when I arrived home from work,
there was a note attached to the back of a chair that my wife had
placed right in the entryway so I couldn't possibly overlook it.
The note read,
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Honey,
Come over to Neil and Lynda's house, we're having dinner there
and then we have a surprise for the two of you. Love.... XXXOOO
... Margo.
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When I arrived at the Cantrell's house, dinner was already on
the table. Both Neil and I were wild to find out about the
surprise, which we were certain was some type of hot erotic sex
with our gorgeous wives.
After dinner, the girls told us to wash up the dishes while
they got ready. We finished the dishes and talked about work and
sex until our wives were dressed and ready. Neither of us was
surprised when it was 7:45 PM before they came out of the
bedroom.
Lynda came in first, and our mouths dropped open. She was
wearing a new outfit neither of us had ever seen before, and to
say it was sexy would be equivalent to saying that the Great Wall
of China is large. Lynda looked like the hottest pornstar either
of us had ever seen. She was wearing a deep red, wet-look, vinyl
sheathe that looked like it had to be sprayed onto her body. I
hugged every curve... every crevice. There were two, tiny
spaghetti straps that went around her neck to hold up the top
which just barely covered her nipples. Her cleavage was on
display almost to the bottom of her tits, and the outer portions
of both tits were uncovered.
The dress was so tight that if had come to mid-thigh, she would
have been unable to walk, but it wasn't that long. In order to
allow Lynda to walk, the dress couldn't have been longer than a
couple of inches below her ass crease, but it wasn't that long
either. In fact, it didn't quite manage to cover her ass
crease... almost, but not quite. Any motion... any motion at
all, like sitting, walking, bending, stretching, would expose
her ass and panties. She wore no stockings... just a pair of
clear plastic, platform, come-fuck-me sandals with 5-inch heels.
Both Neil and I got hard instantly!!
"MY GOD! OH FUCK!" Neil exclaimed when he saw his incredibly,
hot wife.
"I think you like the way I look, Honey," she said with a big
grin.
"MY GOD! LIKE IT?! OH FUCK!" Neil groaned again. "I hope
you're wearing panties under that thing."
"I'm not, Darling. No panties. Want to see?"
We just stared as Lynda turned her back to us, moved her feet
apart, and bent over. The dress pulled far up her ass revealing
her naked cunt. Reaching back, she pulled open her ass cheeks so
we could see her naked asshole. "See... No panties." she
laughed when she saw us both rubbing our cocks... essentially
jacking off inside our pants.
"Come on out, Margo. I think your randy stud husband wants to
see what you're wearing."
Margo came in wearing the identical dress except instead of
being dark red, it was a gray metallic sheen with black
highlights that matched her dark hair. Other than the color, the
dresses the women wore were exactly the same. My wife's huge
tits looked like they might tear the top of the dress apart. As
it was, they bulged out of the top almost totally revealed except
for her nipples, which both made hard points in the material.
Like Lynda, she was bare-legged with clear plastic, platform
sandals that had 5-inch heels. Both women looked like
$2,000-a-night call girls.
"Are you wearing any panties under that dress?" I gasped as
Neil had.
"What do you think, Honey?" For an answer, my wife sat down in
a chair facing us and spread her legs wide open. Her naked, wet
cunt gleamed at us. I pulled out my rigid erection and began to
stroke it, and Neil followed suit.
Neil groaned, "Your tits... my god... your tits look incredible
and that hot, naked cunt! OH SHIT! Take out your tits so we can
see them."
"Whatever you say, Stud." A moment later, my wife was
squatting in front of the chair, her butt resting on her heels
with her thighs far apart exposing her cunt hole and erect
clitoris. She pulled her top aside and sat with her tits exposed
as we both jacked off while struggling not to cum.
"Where are we going tonight?" I asked.
"Well, we don't know where you're going. That's up to the two
of you. Lynda and I are going to a party at Lance's house. You
two are invited if you want to come with us. Or you can stay
home and we'll tell you the hot details tomorrow when we come
home. Or you can hit the clubs and pick up a couple of sexy
women... but no whores... that's too dangerous. It's your choice
guys. We're leaving in 15 minutes so you need to decide.
"Tomorrow?" I asked. "You're not coming home tonight?"
"I seriously doubt it, Honey. Those studs are probably going
to be fucking us all night long."
Neil and I talked privately for a few minutes, and then he
asked, "Is it just Kevin and Lance at the party? More guys? Any
other women? Can we participate in the sex if we go with you?"
Lynda answered her husband's questions. "No... Lance said they
were inviting a number of their friends... mostly black guys but
not all. Maybe one or two other women. We're not sure. And of
course you can participate in the fun and games.... if you can
persuade those black studs to let you and Walter have a turn
fucking your wives. Can't promise anything... but my guess is
that if they allow you a turn, both of you will be having sloppy
ninths or tenths. Or you can watch and jack off... like you're
doing right now."
Fifteen minutes later, as our hot wives waited impatiently at
the door for us to make up our minds, we were still discussing
whether to go along or not. What would you do?
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