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Pulling The Bridal Train

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Mary sat looking into the large mirror that rose above the antique dressing table and smiled at her image in the glass. She looked stunning with her golden blonde hair flowing down out of the wispy wedding veil, framing her creamy white cheeks in an almost angelic halo. Her silky white wedding dress dipped down in the front revealing her milky cleavage and she felt her breasts rising as her breathing grew short. Her nipples, always sensitive, reacted to her thoughts and rose up creating dimples in the otherwise smooth cloth that barely covered her breasts. She smiled at the sight, enjoying the idea of all of her guests seeing her like this.

It was still two hours before her wedding would start. Two hours and she would become Mrs. Greg Stevens. Her hair was not yet done up into the hairstyle she had chosen and she still had to put her makeup on, but still she was beautiful. Her face glowed with the inner happiness of knowing that a wonderful life was ahead of her. Greg was a kind and gentle man, who took her as she was and didn’t wish to change her. He was handsome, successful and very good in bed. Best of all he enjoyed her sluttish nature as much as Mary herself did. Mary smiled at herself and her own thoughts, beaming with delight as she studied herself in the mirror.

“Radiant!” Becky, her long time friend and bridesmaid, said as she looked over Mary’s shoulder. “You are radiant.”

“Well I’m supposed to be, aren’t I? In two hours I’ll be Mrs. Stevens. Newly married and headed to Paris for my honeymoon.”

“Paris is tomorrow honey. You spend tonight at the Palace Hotel, in the bridal suite.”

“Yeah, and what a night it’s going to be too!” Mary smiled broadly, showing her perfect white teeth before she turned serious and looked at her friend. “Can you believe I am actually nervous? I thought it was the groom that was supposed to be sweating.”

“Maybe you need something to take your mind off of it for a while. Want me to arrange something for you?”

“Ooh, you nasty girl. What did you have in mind?” Mary grinned at her friend.

“Well, let me get rid of your mother first. I’m sure that whatever I can come up with she’ll not approve.” Mary’s mother was the one who had insisted on having the wedding in a church, performed by her minister. Mary’s lifestyle really didn’t mesh very well with the traditional religious views, but she had given in to her mother, mostly because fighting would be futile anyway.

“That would be a start. She has been driving me crazy today. Where is she now anyway?”

“The caterer arrived and she is down stairs making their life a living hell.” Becky laughed. “They will probably kiss me when I send her off on an errand. Now let’s see. What do we need that’s important enough to require her personal care?”

“Here, ” Mary said taking off one of her shoes and twisting the heel roughly finally breaking if from the shoe, “send her down to the bridal shop to get this fixed.”

Becky laughed and took the broken shoe. “Perfect, perfect. It’ll take them a while to fix it. She won’t be back until just before the wedding starts.”

Just then a knock sounded on the door to the dressing room. “Are you decent in there?” A deep baritone voice called through the closed door. Greg’s father had the most sensuous voice Mary had ever heard and she felt a tingle start between her legs just from hearing his voice.

“Yes, but you can come in anyway.” She called out causing Becky to playfully slap her shoulder as the door opened.

Carl Stevens was a little taller than his son Greg, but had the same rugged good looks and the same large hands. Mary could only imagine that his cock was as big and beautiful as his son’s. The thought brought her nipples back to full attention and she smiled as he entered the room.

“Hi Carl, what’s up?” Mary said, taking the time to let her eyes drift down over his muscled chest, past his trim waist and onto the bulge in the tuxedo pants that he was wearing.

“Just checking to see if everything is okay.” Carl said, smiling at his son’s fiance as he noted her checking him out. She was beautiful and if half of what Greg said about her was true, then Carl was looking forward to having her in the family.

Becky held up the shoe. “Actually I was just about to send Linda on an errand. Would you like to stay here and keep Mary company until I get back?”

“Sure, no problem at all.” Carl felt his cock twitch inside his pants at the thought of being alone with Mary, even for a few minutes. Nothing had ever happened between them, but the sexual tension had been there for a long time. He shook his head, how could he think that, it was his son’s wedding day! And here he was thinking about a quicky with the bride.

Mary noted the twitch in Carl’s pants and smiled broadly. She had wanted to have him since the first time Greg had taken her to meet his parents. The opportunity had never arisen, however, but now she thought he might just be the distraction she needed. As Becky slipped out of the room, closing the door behind her, Mary twisted in her chair, pulling her legs out from under the dressing table. Her wedding gown was long in the back, trailing back into a long formal train, but the front was cut short enough to reveal her knees and as she turned she purposefully spread her legs and pulled the dress up just a little hoping to give Carl a flash of panty. Carl saw her turn and saw her skirt ride up but from his standing position he could only see about four inches above her knees. He smiled at her and moved to sit down on a small folding chair in front of her, hoping to improve his view.

As soon as he sat down Mary caught him off guard by raising one foot and setting it into his lap. “Would you mind rubbing my foot? Those shoes have made it sore.” She pouted, pursing her beautiful lips and batting her eyelids slowly. It was corny and Mary was sure that Carl saw right through it, but she didn’t care, it got his big firm hands onto her and that was what she wanted.

Carl started massaging her foot gently. He had definitely improved his view by sitting down and now he was able to see just a hint of white between her legs. Mary shifted in her seat, scooting down just a little, pushing her foot farther onto Carl’s lap and in the process she managed to spread her legs even wider and push her dress up a little farther. Carl almost choked. He could easily see her panties, even the small mounds made by her pussy lips were clearly visible. He continued stroking her foot, moving his hands up over her firm calf, loving the feel of her skin under his fingers.

Mary groaned a low moan of intense pleasure and leaned back slightly. She felt her pussy heating up and knew that she was getting wet. She hoped that Carl could see her panties, that he would notice the wet spot growing between her legs, maybe even smell the aroma of her sex as her excitement grew. She dropped her eyelids almost shut and watched him as he massaged her. He moved her foot deeper into his lap, letting his hands flow up her leg past her knee and onto her silky thighs before drawing them back down to her ankle. She stretched her foot a little pressing it into the growing bulge in his trousers, feeling his cock with her toes and he groaned in pleasure. Mary smiled and pulled her foot from his lap causing him to look up in alarm suddenly hoping he had not offended her. Maybe he had gotten the wrong signal. But his fears were allayed when she lifted her dress up, showing him her wet panties.

“Now you’ve done it Carl. Look at that, I’ve made my panties all wet. Will you help me get them off? I mean I can’t wear them like this. I suppose I’ll just have to go without.”

Carl grinned and immediately knelt in front of her. He let his hands slip up the outside of her creamy thighs to the thin strings that held her panties on. He pulled the wisp of material down slowly, inch by inch. His eyes never left her crotch as he breathed in her intoxicating fragrance. Her sex was in full bloom and as he lowered her panties farther he saw her swollen lips slightly parted below her carefully trimmed blonde pubic hair. Her clit was erect and flushed red with her excitement. As he continued to remove her panties he leaned forward and nuzzled her dripping pussy with his nose and mouth, drinking in her rich aroma, tasting her sweet juices on his lips.

Mary couldn’t take anymore so she dropped her dress down over his shoulders and pulled his head into her pussy. “Oh, yes, Carl. Eat me, lick my pussy, make me cum with your mouth. Mmm, I need to cum so bad. Oh yes, yes, fuck me with your tongue.” It felt so wicked to be doing this. Letting her fiance’s father lick her pussy in a church on her wedding day. Her mind reeled with the sheer eroticism of what she was doing. She felt like such a wonderful slut and she knew that Greg would be pleased when she told him the story.

Carl swirled his tongue into her pussy, letting it part her lips gently and then lifting it to flick it over her clit then quickly back down to stab into her sweet hole and taste her juices. His cock was fully erect now and uncomfortable inside his pants, but he wasn’t about to stop for fear that she would not let him resume. He sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue as he gently bit it and then he released her clit and sucked her engorged pussy lips letting her nectar flow into his mouth. He could tell that she was near orgasm from her breathing and the force her hands were putting on his head, but he didn’t let up. Instead he increased his assault, laving her obscenely and smearing her juice all over his face and bringing her to an intense climax that almost caused her legs to buckle.

She had just regained some of her composure when she heard the door to the dressing room open and then shut quietly. She looked up and saw Becky standing by the door grinning like a Cheshire cat. She raised a finger to her mouth, motioning for Becky to be quiet. Her friend took the hint quickly and stood without a sound watching as Carl performed his artistic cunnilingus.

Mary smiled at her friend and then looked back down at Carl. “Yes baby, that was so good, suck my pussy, make me cum again and again. You can do it, be my big daddy, fucking his daughter-in-law. I’m going to love being a part of your family. Oh, god, I need you to fuck me. Come up here and give me your cock, put your cum in my pussy so Greg can lick it from my pussy tonight, our wedding night. I want him to suck your cum from my pussy and to know where it came from. Please, oh please, fuck me now. Fuck me in my wedding dress. Oh yes, yes, yes.”

Carl was a little surprised by Mary’s coarse language but it just served to make him hotter. Finally he couldn’t take it anymore and he rose up in front of her. He grabbed her hair roughly and kissed her full on the lips, pressing his tongue into her willing mouth. As they kissed Becky moved a low coffee table around into a better position. Finally Mary and Carl broke the kiss and Carl realized they weren’t alone. He blushed and began to stammer an apology, but Mary grabbed his hand and held him tight, keeping him from leaving.

“It’s okay. She is a good friend. Now, are you going to fuck me or not?”

Carl stared at her and then looked over at Becky. Surprise and shock fought arousal on his face but finally his sexual needs won out. He watched as Becky helped Mary lay down on the coffee table, hiking her dress up around her waist and spreading her legs wide. Carl shook his head for a half second and then smiled and reached down and opened up his pants. He took out a cock that was longer and thicker than his son’s and he wasted no time moving between Mary’s legs and pushing his cock deep into her wet and ready pussy.

Mary gasped at the size of his cock and then smiled up at him. “Oh yeah, fuck me good with that big cock!” She moaned out as she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him even deeper into her. It wasn’t the biggest cock she had ever had but it was big enough and she moaned loudly as he pushed himself deep into her waiting sex. They began to fuck wildly as Becky watched, smiling. They were so engrossed in their sex that they didn’t hear the soft knock on the door. Becky did and she quickly moved to intercept whoever was out there. It was Paula, Mary and Becky’s friend and fellow adventurer. Becky quickly pulled Paula into the room, pressing her hand over her mouth as she did and then an evil idea welled up in Becky and she grinned at her friend.

“You stay here and guard the fort while they fuck.” Becky whispered to Paula, “I’m going to see if anyone else wants to join the party.” Paula grinned at her mischievous friend but nodded and smiled at her. Becky slipped out the door and then made her way downstairs to where the caterers were setting up. After she was gone Paula locked the door and then went to Mary’s side and knelt down. She leaned over her friend and kissed her gently on the lips. Once again Carl was surprised and he almost panicked when he realized that the girl beside them was not Becky. This was starting to get a little weird, who would show up next? Not his wife, he hoped, but he was almost to the point of climax and couldn’t stop. Besides the sight of Mary and Paula kissing was a great turn on for him. He continued to fuck Mary, pumping into her with renewed vigor and eliciting small animalistic groans and grunts from her as his cock hammered into her pussy. Paula heard a light knock on the door and went to answer it just as Carl began to cum.

“Oh fuck, Mary, you are such a beautiful little slut. I’m cumming, do you want me to cum inside you?”

“Yes, fuck, yes, put your cum in my pussy. I want to feel your cum inside me as I walk down the aisle.”

It was too much for Carl and his cock exploded deep into her hole. He slammed forward, pressing as deep into her as he could and let his balls empty themselves into the hot confines of her womb. He stayed that way for a long minute, relishing the release of orgasm and then as his cock began to soften he pulled out.

“Next!” Becky had returned to the room and she pulled Carl away from Mary and a thin young man from the caterers stepped in and rammed his cock deep into Mary without any warning. Mary’s eyes went wide as she realized that the room was actually full of men with their cocks out, standing in a line to fuck her. She smiled and mouthed a silent “I love you” to Becky and then concentrated on the boy between her legs. He fucked her hard and fast and all too quickly he began to add his cum to Carl’s.

Immediately another man dressed in a dark suit stepped up. He was an older man, in his late forties or early fifties, but he hadn’t forgotten how to use his cock. He moved inside her, not just pounding, but really fucking her and Mary felt herself flow into her second orgasm of the day. The man between her legs felt her orgasm explode inside her pussy and was unable to hold back. He drove his cock deep into her messy hole and let loose a huge load of cum. Her pussy was so full of cum already that it began to leak back out of her used pussy, flowing down her thighs and over her round ass cheeks.

She moaned in erotic ecstasy as another young man wearing a tuxedo slipped between her spread legs and drove his cock into pussy. Becky came to her side as she was fucked again and Mary managed to grunt up to her friend.

“Who are all these men I’m fucking?”

“Wedding guests that got here early, caterers, and three guys from the wedding band. That’s the guitar player whose doing you right now. I’ve got fourteen men and two women who want to fuck you. Greg’s sister, Lynn, is here too. Are you up for it?”

“Mmm, yeah, you are the best Beck. Give me Lynn next, let her lick my pussy, ‘kay.”

“Sure baby, no problem.” Becky went to arrange the guests and noticed Carl sitting at the dressing table, his jaw hanging loose as he watched his son’s fianc‚ taking each man in turn. She stopped by him and grinned. “She is quite the little slut isn’t she?”

“She is beautiful. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life.” He said still staring at Mary.

“Yeah, I know.” Becky said with a smile.

When the guitarist had at last emptied his load into Mary’s swollen and very messy pussy, Becky guided a sweet looking girl with light red hair between Mary’s legs. The girl hesitated for just a second and then dove forward lapping at Mary’s dripping slit. She sucked and licked for all she was worth and bringing Mary to another orgasm. Becky saw her friend climax and then gently eased Lynn up and away, letting another man take her place. Lynn, leaned over and kissed Mary on the lips, letting her taste her own pussy juice on her face and tongue.

“Love ya sis!” Lynn said softly and then moved away as the next man began to fuck Mary with abandon.

He fucked her quickly and only took a couple of strokes before he filled her pussy with his cum and was quickly replaced by the next man in line. Then one of the men in line got a little impatient and he pressed his cock into her mouth. Mary took it down her throat easily, sucking him eagerly, and quickly bringing him off. She tried hard to swallow the huge load of cum that he shot into her mouth but some dribbled down her cheek. Paula was there immediately, licking the cum from her face, and keeping it from getting on her dress. Another saw what Paula was doing and stepped forward. He lifted Mary’s shoulders up and gently unzipped the back of her dress. Carefully he helped Mary pull her arms from the sleeves and then pushed it down. This not only kept it away from the cum on her face it also exposed her heaving breasts and the helpful man quickly knelt beside Mary and began to suckle her nipple.

Another man took his place in her mouth. He wasn’t quite all the way hard and Mary tasted pussy juice and cum on his cock as she sucked it. It only took a few minutes before his cock was hard again and he moved back into line to await his next turn at her pussy.

The next man who stepped up leaned forward and kissed her gently even though she already had another cock in her mouth. “Would you mind if I fucked your ass?” He asked her gently.

She shook her head around the cock and tried her best to smile at him. He apparently understood and raised both of her legs high in the air. He dipped his cock into her sloppy pussy once to lubricate it and then slowly began to push it into her ass. She moaned around the cock in her mouth as she felt her dark hole spread apart and allow the man’s cock to slide inside. He groaned at the heat and tightness of her ass and she playfully squeezed his cock inside her. It was too much for him and even though he had only just begun to fuck her he came hard, filling her bowels with his seed.

The next man didn’t ask permission, he simply lined his cock up with her now dripping ass and pushed inside. Mary screamed in pleasure as she felt the assault but the cock in her mouth muffled her cries. The new man lasted longer and was able get into a steady rhythm fucking her ass. The second woman, an older lady with just a hint of gray in her hair knelt beside Mary and began to lap at her pussy as the man continued to pound into her ass. Soon Mary felt another orgasm rising from deep inside her and she relaxed and let her climax sweep her along. After that it was just a progression of men choosing to fuck either her sloppy ass or her sloppy pussy and a few women or men sucking her pussy or tits. Each man after he finished fucking her pussy or ass would move up and push his cock into her mouth letting her lick and suck her own juices from them. She lost count of the men who fucked her but she was sure that it was more than the fourteen that Becky had promised, finally the last man shot his cum deep into her pussy and pulled out. Becky and Paula shooed the men from the room telling them that it was time to get Mary ready for the wedding and then the three girls were alone.
“Wow, that was fantastic!” Mary said once she had caught her breath. “I don’t know how many orgasms I had, but I feel great!”

“Not just a little sore?” Paula asked smiling.

“Mmm, maybe a little, but it’s feels great!”

“Well the ceremony starts in thirty minutes so we better get you ready.” Becky said, already fussing with Mary’s hair.

They worked quickly and right on time Mary’s hair and makeup was done and her mother showed up with her shoe fixed and ready to go.

“Oh dear you look so beautiful. My sweet innocent daughter! What am I going to do without you?” Linda began to sniffle and she didn’t really understand why Becky and Paula giggled and turned away quickly.

The music started and Mary, walking a little bowlegged, and Becky quickly headed down the stairs to get into position. Mary’s father, old and stodgy but terribly sweet, waited to give her away and Mary wondered if he could smell the sex that was still wafting up from her used pussy. In a dream Mary floated down the aisle, all eyes were fixed on her and soft murmurs of “Oh how beautiful she is,” followed her as she made her way to Greg and his best man, waiting with the minister. As she drew nearer she looked up and with just a little start realized that the minister was one of the men who had fucked her less than an hour ago. Some of the cum that was leaking down the insides of her thighs was probably his. She couldn’t wait to tell Greg she had fucked the minister, and Carl, and so many others. She couldn’t wait to let her husband eat their cum from her pussy and then fuck her good.

The minister smiled at her and a tinge of red showed in his cheeks but she smiled and winked at him. When the ceremony was through she kissed Greg passionately and then whispered into his ear.

“You’ll never guess what I did today. But I’ll tell you all about it once we’re alone.”

Greg just smiled and kissed her again. “I’m looking forward to hearing about it.” He said as they turned and were presented to the guests. Mr. and Mrs. Greg Stevens!

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Whore Night

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My wife is petite, blonde, 45 years old and looks mid-thirties. She and I have been married six years and have lived out our fantasies for the last three years. We are constantly making bets and Cherie uses her body as her wager. When she loses five times in a row I win the jackpot, and we play a little game we call “Whore Night”. Cherie likes this game because I “make” her do things she wouldn’t do otherwise. She can be a real slut without having any guilt.

Last month I won big, and told my darling she would be dressed to thrill by 7:30 because I had big plans for her. I have a particular fascination with watching my little whore display her body and suck off several men. I had a friend with a nice house and several friends very ready to meet Cherie. At 8:20 we pulled into his driveway.

Lee met us at the door and led Cherie and I back to the den. Three men in their late 40’s or early 50’s were waiting for us. Lee made introductions and I told the men that Cherie was there to entertain them. I had Lee put on some music and told Cherie to do a striptease for us to start the evening. Cherie had on high heels and a long dress that buttoned up the front. After one song she was out of the dress and dancing in her black “merry widow” corset and stockings. After the second song I stopped her and had her pick a number between 1 and 20, then had the men guess the number. She picked 4, and two men guessed 3 and 5. I told them 4 was the number so they could both help her out of her panties.

Lee grabbed one side of her panties and Jay grabbed the other, then both slid the panties off her hips and down her legs. All the men leaned forward to look at her shaved lips and the little tuft of hair above her clit. I had Cherie walk around the room and show her pussy to each man. I stopped her after the first man and told her she was to put one foot up on the couch or chair next to each man so they all had a good look at her pussy. I also encouraged the men to stick a finger in her pussy to see how hot dancing naked made her.

Cherie never made it around the whole room. The third man (Bill) put his finger in her pussy and asked when she was going to suck him. Cherie said “Right now, Honey”, and knelt in front of him. She unzipped his pants and pulled his prick out, then started licking his shaft and head. After a few licks Bill said “I’m going to cum”. Cherie pulled him out of her mouth and told him to cum on her boobs. A few more times she bobbed her head on his shaft and then let his cum splash onto her chin and boobs. Jay was next to Bill and in a few minutes his first load of cum sprayed her chest.

Jerry stood up as Cherie moved over in front of him. He dropped his pants and Cherie was surprised to see a prick that was easily 9 inches long. She had him sit back down, then raised up on hands and knees to make it easier to swallow his shaft. Jerry put his hands behind her head and urged her to suck as much of it in her mouth as possible. Cherie worked and worked at that big prick and finally managed to take all of it in her mouth. She rocked back and forth on that monster and Jerry’s first spurt went down her throat. Fortunately, she was able to pull his prick out and the rest of his cum splattered her face and chin.

Lee was next and, because of her talented mouth, soon sprayed his first load on her chin and tits. Finally it was my turn. I let Cherie suck my prick into her mouth and swirl her tongue around it. She withdrew it from her mouth and stroked it a few times. “Where do you want to cum, Mister? In my mouth? On my face? How about all over my tits? I like hot cum on my tits. It makes me feel hot and horny. It makes my pussy drip”. I told her she was to suck me, take the first spray down her throat and the rest on her face. She stroked me a few more times and then sucked me directly into her mouth. In several strokes she was bumping my groin with her nose and my prick was going down her throat. As I started to cum she took the first jet in her mouth and the next four jets on her face and chin. She rubbed my prick on her face and finally opened her mouth to show me my cum. She smiled and swallowed.

I let my darling rest a minute and brought out a 10 inch dildo that I told her would be part of the next round of entertainment. This dildo is Cheries’ favorite pussy toy, and she had named it “Johnny”. Johnny had given her hours of pleasure. I told her she would be having Johnny in her pussy soon. Lee brought out a large comforter and placed it on top of a table. I had Cherie climb up on the table and I put Johnny in her hand. Cherie licked Johnny a few times and guided him to her pussy. I brought three pillows and raised Cheries’ head and chest so she could watch Johnny going in and out of her pussy. Cherie started moving her hips and lifting her butt off the table. In a few minutes she rolled her legs back and up and started climaxing. This was too much for the men gathered around the table, and they started grabbing her nipples and fondling her body. Cherie had several major orgasms, then almost fainted.

I let her rest a few minutes, then helped her off the table and to the bathroom so she could clean up. The cum on her face and boobs had dried and her pussy had made a big wet spot on the comforter.

When she returned from the bathroom I had Cherie come back to the table and bend over it. I tied her hands together and tied the rope to the other end of the table. I tied each of her legs to one of the table legs, and had her totally spread and available.

“Cherie, up to now it has been a game. Now it is serious. Each man has paid me $100 for a night of fun with you. They will only wear condoms if I decide to allow anal sex. Each man is married, does not fool around and does not have any diseases. They are all going to fuck you and cum in your tight little pussy. After they are all finished, you are going to suck them clean, and thank them for a good time. This is what whores do. Do you understand?”

We started around the room again and Jay had Cherie first. He held his prick out to her and she turned her head away. I stepped back behind her and spanked her butt 10 times. Jay again held his prick out to her and she slowly reached out her tongued and licked his prick. He moved behind her and started pushing his stiff cock into her pussy. In a few minutes Jay shot a load of cum into her. Cherie had reached the point of her climax, then Jay had cum and she was left waiting. Lee had seconds and he too had Cherie lick him before trying to push into her pussy. Cherie had no problem licking Lee and begged him to fuck her. He too brought Cherie up to a climax, but she still did not have her orgasm.

“Jerry, I have to have your monster cock in my pussy, please. Please.” Cherie was actually begging to be fucked.

Jerry slipped his cock from his pants and Cherie asked him “Please let me suck it just a minute, then fuck me with that monster”

Jerry shoved his prick into Cherie and she started crying and humping back at him. He worked his prick in and out and Cherie started moaning. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.”

Cherie had two big orgasms before Jerry sprayed her pussy with cum. She looked over at Bill and said “Fuck me, please. Please fuck me.”

Bill lasted a long time and Cherie had another climax and a big “thriller” orgasm. Finally it was my turn. Cherie looked at me with bright eyes and said “If you pay me another $100 you can fuck my ass.”

I told her “I’m going to fuck your ass tomorrow because your pussy will be too sore from all the fucking tonight.”

As I slipped it in her hot little pussy I could hear the other loads squish back and forth. I lasted longer than Bill and drove my little whore to two big thrillers before I dumped my load in with the other loads of cum.

It was 1 a.m. when we untied Cherie from the table. She collapsed to the floor and rubbed her feet and legs. I pulled the comforter off the table, and folded it as a cushion. “Cherie, get on your knees. You are to suck each man clean, then thank him for fucking you.”

She licked each man and said “Thank you for the good fucking.”

On the way home Cherie said “Thank you for the good fucking. Can we do this again, please?

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The Gang Bang Party

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My wife Jillian and I were invited to a party at a friends house. There were thirty or forty people there. The boys out numbered the girls by about ten. Jill had wore a one piece dress that was made out of some soft clingy material, which ended about three inches above her knee. The neck line was modest but was able to emphasize her 38C breasts. There were two kinds of drinks available, a spiked punch about 20 proof and The Punch at about 70 proof. They were different colors so people could tell them apart. Jill is a light weight drinker as am I, so we stuck to the 20 proof. After a couple of those we were feeling no pain and quite enjoying ourselves. Jill was into the dancing and I couldn’t keep up with her so she had danced a couple of dances with several of the unattached guys.

When my wife gets a little drunk she becomes quite a flirt. She had three or four guys drooling all over her. She finally wore out and came to sit by me for a rest. She was slightly flushed and breathing unevenly. As we talked one of the guys she was dancing with brought her another drink. I saw that it was the 70 proof. She accepted it and took a long drink before I could say anything. Then I noticed that the guys who brought it to her was still there. I glanced at him and noticed that he was looking at my wife’s legs. I looked at her legs and saw that her dress had ridden up. Just as I looked she uncrossed her legs and shifted forward to thank him. I saw his eyes widen and knew that he was looking at my wife’s barely covered pussy. I quickly glanced around the room and noticed several other guys enjoying the view as well. When the guy had gone I leaned over and told Jill what was happening. She turned red and quickly covered up. I noticed that her nipples wear so hard that they were poking right through her bra and dress. She drank the rest of the 70 proof then excused herself to use the restroom. Several guys watched her cross the room on steady legs.

When Jill appeared out of the bathroom she looked better and had a flirtatious look in her eye. She saw me and smiled. I knew that our sex this night would be great. Half way across the room she was stopped by one of the guys. I saw him indicate the dance area as she looked at me. I nodded and she went to dance with him. For the next thirty minutes I watched as she danced with three different guys, flirting outrageously with each of them. They were taking every opportunity to feel as may parts of her body as possible. Their success was amazing. She either wanted them to explore her body or was too drunk to care. When I saw her stumble and two of the guys catch her. I knew that she was smashed. The guy behind her took the opportunity the fall presented and slide his hand up her dress from behind. She was leaning forward on the other guy as the one behind was caressing her ass. His hand moved forward and I saw my wife stiffen. The guy moved his hand back and forth. I knew that he was finger fucking my wife right there. Her face relaxed and her ass moved with him a little bit and then she realized what was happening and stood up. She smiled at them and moved over to sit by me.

She plopped down beside me

“I’m really smashed sweetie.”
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More Party Games

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I like getting laid as much as the next girl, but I’m not always prepared to be fucked by just any cock that happens to be brought to a party. I like to be a bit choosey. So I don’t go much for those party games where you draw for a partner and head for the nearest bedroom.

But I played a game last month that really got to me. I was wondering why our hostess Melanie had said we had to wear dresses not jeans, and weren’t allowed to bring a partner. It turned out there were twelve of us, including Melanie, six of each sex. None of us girls had met any of the men before. This was important, Melanie said, because the game we were going to play required that we didn’t know anything about each other.

There were two real bedworthy hunks, and the other four weren’t bad looking, either. Circulating, getting to know each other, I suddenly realized how well Melanie had chosen. I could have fucked any one of them. Or any six. They all had bulges in their jeans I could hardly take my eyes off, and I caught one guy stroking his once or twice.

Well, after a few drinks Melanie said it was time for the special game. The girls all had to go into one of the bedrooms, all except for Melanie. You can bet there was some guessing about the size of the fucking gear inside those bulges. Melanie came back after a while and explained the game. She gave us each a pencil and a notepad. The pad had the numbers one to six down the left side. When you go in there, she said, the guys will all have numbers but their faces will be hidden, and you’re going to have to guess who each one is. Just write down the name against the number.

So we went into the other room. and I’d never imagined such a scene in my wildest dreams. Melanie had rigged a large sheet across the room. The men were ll standing behind it, with six rampant pricks poking through holes in the sheet, and six pairs of balls hanging below them. I’d never seen a sight like it—six fabulous fucking organs in a row, all standing to attention. The game was we had to guess which guy each set of genitalia belonged to.

“No cheating,” Melanie said. “No feeling around to see what the men are wearing behind the curtain. You can look at these beauties, feel them, taste them, jerk them off, anything you like. Except don’t hurt them.”

“Do you know who they are?” I asked Melanie.

“No way. I left them to decide where they’d stand. And don’t be greedy. No more than half a minute with each one. We don’t want them cumming before the game’s finished.”

“Why not?” I asked facetiously. “I’d just love to make them cum all in a row. Just imagine, six ejaculating pricks all shooting their load at once.”

I don’t know where Melanie got the idea for the game, but it was a great idea. A whole row of lovely pricks. More pricks than I’d ever seen together at one time. Six pricks to look at, six pricks to hold, six pricks to explore, six pricks to masturbate, six pricks to lick and suck, six pairs of balls to hold in my hand. I was going to be busy. I wished I could have them all to myself, instead of sharing them with the girls.

Melanie assigned each one of us—including herself—to one of those hunks of fuck-meat. Two of them were beginning to droop, and I was wishing I could draw one of those. It would have been fun masturbating it back to a good hard-on. The idea was we each had half a minute, and then we’d change places and move on to jerk off the next in line.

The first prick I got, number four, had red hair surrounding the scrotum. That was a dead give-away, but I’d forgotten we were supposed to be putting names to the numbers. My cunt was already on fire, and the cunt-juice was beginning to run down my thighs because I’d left my panties off in anticipation of getting a hot prick between my legs some time during the evening.

I knelt down and took the scrotum in front of me into one hand. It was so hot and heavy. I could feel the hardness of the balls inside, but I didn’t dare squeeze it. The prick above it was dark veined and curved slightly upward, not like the straight shafts I’d known. I giggled to myself, thinking it was shaped like a banana and wondering what a banana would feel like instead of a dildo on those occasions when I had to wank myself.

The knob was redder than the shaft, but not as swollen as some I’d had. I took the prick between my fingers and thumb and squeezed it gently, and began to jack it off. It came alive in my hand, throbbing and jerking up and down; and as I watched, the ripe plum that was its head began to swell until it was stretched so smooth it seemed it would burst. I just had to take it in my mouth and rub my tongue all over the smoothness of it, sucking it so hard that I sucked a few drops of delicious pre-cum right out of it.

In no time it seemed, Melanie was calling time to change. I wrote down “Roger” against number 4 on my notepad and moved along to the next piece of man-meat protruding from the curtain. The girl before me had done a wonderful job of masturbating it into enormous tumescence.

I’d never seen a prick so thick and standing up at such an angle. The knob was already red and shiny like number four, but the rim round the base of it projected like the edge of a mushroom, and the head was so huge I had to open my mouth wide to take it in. I imagined what it would feel like to have a prick as big as that opening the entrance to my twat and reaming out my vagina. I didn’t know who number five was, but I was determined to find out, because number five was going to shoot his wad high up inside my belly before too many nights had passed.

By the time I moved on to number six my cunt was in spasm. I wished I’d worn panties, so that I could feel them tight against my vulva and rubbing against my clit. However, I had two hands, and while one hand explored the prick in front of me the other hand was under my dress, my middle finger masturbating a clit that was just crying out to be sucked.

And that’s how the game went. One lovely tumescent prick after another, each one different in some way from the one before, each one with a magnificent hard on. Before I’d finished my examination of all six pricks, I’d frigged myself to a couple of delicious orgasms. And to judge by the moans and gasps from the other girls, there was a lot of cumming happening in that room.

But the game wasn’t over. Once we’d guessed the names of all six pricks in front of us, Melanie had more instructions. “If you’re like me, you’ve been doing a lot of cumming at the guys’ expense. So now it’s their turn. They must be ready to explode by now, so show them a good time. Jerk them, suck them, do what you like, but don’t prick-tease them any more.”

There were delighted giggles, and six girls set to work on six pricks that had been on the point of cumming for nearly ten minutes. I don’t know what the other girls did to get their guys creaming. But the prick in front of me had been oozing a steady stream of delicious jism that tasted like coconut candy, and however hard that load of sperm was about to ejaculate, I was determined to have it in my mouth. I would have liked to watch it happen, because it should be a spectacular explosion. But I wanted more of that candy, and I was in a mood for sucking.

My guy must have had wonderful will power to hold back all that time, because I’d hardly fastened my lips round the rim of his knob and begun to suck him off, before his prick started to throb and thrust deeper into my mouth. And with every throb and every thrust came a jet of scalding cum. I had my hand between my own legs, timing my own masturbation to his spurts, and squeezing along his prick and sucking hard on his knob, savoring the sweetness and swallowing greedily until I’d sucked every last drop of cum out of his sperm organ.

It was the best party game I’d ever played. But we were all too exhausted to do more than collapse where we were. We didn’t even bother to check whether our guesses had been right.

Some time later Melanie produced some food, and we had a few more drinks. Then Melanie made another announcement. “Owing to the success of the last game, which I think I’ll call “Cock Robbing,’ I have another game for you. This one’s called ‘Cuntry Girls.’ This time all the men have to go into the bedroom.” While the guys were out, Melanie made us go and freshen up. I guess there wasn’t one of us whose twats weren’t sticky with cunt juice. She told us to leave our panties off, those of us who’d worn them. She had a long couch in the middle of the room. She made us stand behind the couch, and bend over the padded back with our heads down and our bottoms in the air. “Just like you’re going to have it doggy style.” She walked behind us, and lifted our dresses and threw them up over our backs. My naked ass felt deliciously exposed, even if it was only Melanie looking at it. Then Melanie draped a sheet over us all, just leaving our bottom halves showing. “Stand with your legs wide apart. The guys are going to have to guess whose pussy is whose,” she explained.

When the men came in, there were wolf whistles and a lot of ribald comments. I guess we’d reacted the same way when we saw their row of erections. What they must have seen was a row of naked asses, cheeks in the air, tight little bum holes winking at them, and wide open cunts hanging down ready for whatever pleasures they had in mind for us.

Melanie gave them their instructions. “Find out whose pussies they are. Touch them, taste them, frig them, do whatever you like to them but don’t hurt them and don’t stick your tools into them.”

It was an exciting sensation being blindfolded, in effect, with my whole ass exposed for six guys to do what they liked with. Like being a captive on a pirate ship or something. I didn’t know what to expect. I just knew that my cunt was already oozing with expectation, and whatever happened it was bound to be exciting. Without any warning two hands were on the cheeks of my ass, caressing them and squeezing them. Then a finger played around my anus and probed a little way inside. You’re supposed to be recognizing my cunt, not my anus, I thought. But it was a lovely sensation. Fingers slid inside my soggy vulva, and gently pulled aside my outer lips. My cunt must be fully open, I thought. Open for view. Open for fucking, only Melanie had said they weren’t to. Pity! The fingers slid easily into my cunt, inside my cunt, up my cunt, and explored the depths of it, making my whole ass twitch with the pleasure.

Then, disappointingly, the fingers withdrew, and she was left empty and hungry for more, and I felt a trickle down the insides of my thighs that told me whoever it was could see how much I liked his attentions. Suddenly I gasped. Something warm was on my cunt. A mouth. A tongue was probing inside my cunt hole. A mouth was sucking my cunt lips inside and rubbing them with its tongue.

A male voice said, “Time’s up, move on.” And I was left high and dry in the middle of a delightful frig. Then the palm of a hand enclosed my whole cunt, and a finger slid in my slit to where my engorged clit was waiting for attention. The finger felt around, felt the little button, pressed on it, and I could feel it throb. I wondered if he could feel it. The finger circled, and rubbed, and pressed, and frigged me till I wanted to cry out with the exquisite agony of it. I couldn’t help myself, I had to wiggle my ass and press my cunt into his hand and force my clit harder against his finger.

I’d thought I was in heaven with a row of six glorious pricks to play with. It was nothing to the sensation of having my cunt explored and caressed and probed and frigged and sucked by six different men with six wonderfully perverted minds. I couldn’t hold back any longer by the time the third guy started on me. Not that I wanted to. I came into his mouth, forcing my cunt into his mouth, forcing my ass against his face and writhing in ecstasy while his tongue fucked me and his finger diddled my clit. After that I came each time a new guy masturbated me in a different way, until I lost count and the game came to an end. But then Melanie said, “Right, fella’s, if you haven’t cum already, now’s your chance. Do whatever you like with those fucking machines of yours.”

The guys didn’t waste time. They must have had their pricks out already. Probably they were masturbating while they worked on us. My cunt was suddenly forced open and a hot organ slid easily and slowly inside me. After all the tension and the thrills that my cunt had been enjoying as six different guys frigged me, and the throbbing deep inside with every orgasm, the feeling as my vagina became steadily more filled with hot pulsating prick was the most delicious sensation of all. The prick seemed to go in and in, right up into my belly, until the guy’s thighs were pressed hard against my ass cheeks. Then the piston began to pull out again, the swollen head reaming me out as it left me empty and wanting more. Then, slowly and deliberately it thrust in again, a ramrod that seemed as if it would never stop, until I felt as if every part of my belly was being filled with this hot throbbing organ.

I’d never had a fuck like this, so slow and inexorable, with my whole cunt so completely crammed full. It felt as if it was so absolutely under control that it must go on for ever, a perpetual fucking machine. But it didn’t go on for ever. The piston gave a sudden hard thrust and rammed so deep into my vagina that right up somewhere near my navel I felt a surge of boiling cum.

The piston started to ram faster, and each time it filled me I felt that wonderful prick ejaculating a stream of hot sperm deep into my entrails. That was when my cunt went ballistic. Each time my guy rammed me, my ass rammed down to meet him. His thrusts and the convulsions inside my cunt seemed to synchronize. He went on ejaculating, and I went on cumming, until it seemed we’d never stop.

And that’s the way I want to remember that evening, as if we’d never stopped.

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Virgin Melons

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I squeezed Tara’s large D cup tits around my cock and started sliding it up and down between her soft, slippery melons.

I loved titty fucking my girlfriend Tara. She had nice, large D cups, with big red nipples and medium sized areolas. All attached to a perfectly slim, hourglass figured.

I rode my girlfriend’s chest like no tomorrow. My big balls dragged up and down between her cleavage as I thrusted my cock up and down. I could feel Tara’s hands squeezing and caressing my ass and her loud moans were turning me on more and more.

I tightly squeezed and squished her big tits over my cock so I couldn’t see it anymore. I pounded her big tits harder and harder. I loved feeling the bottoms of her knockers bounce against my slick thighs.

“Hmmm Tara! I love your tits. Ohhhh I’m going to cum!” I moaned.

I fucked Tara’s tits for nearly 6 minutes and was ready to explore. I thrusted harder between her soft pillows as my cockhead expanded enormously. The peehole open up and sprayed my girlfriend’s chest and then erupted between her boobs. I pulled my cum-spurting cock from her tits and sprayed the surfaces of her lovely mounds. I rubbed my cockhead against her hard nipples and drenched them as best as I could with my thick jizz.

I alternated back and forth between her big tits, emptying my remaining jizz and cockslapping her delicious mounds.

I rolled off my girlfriend and lied next to her. I watched as she rubbed my cum into her breasts. I reached over and helped smear my cum all over her left breast.

“Hey baby?” Tara said in a soft voice.

“Yes?” I answered as I sat up with my limp dick jiggling between my thighs.

“I have a friend who is a virgin in many ways,” Tara said.

“Oh really?” I answered.

“Yes. She’s waiting for the perfect guy to take her virginity away.”

I started to get a little nervous as too where this conversation was going.

“My friend Merlin told me by her 19th birthday, she wanted to lose her tit-fucking virginity. She doesn’t have a boyfriend and all the guys that would want to fuck her tits are dumb jocks and assholes,” Tara continued to explain.

My forehead began dripping with beads of sweat.

“And so I was wondering since next week is her 19th birthday babe. If you would be the first to fuck her tits?”

As soon as I heard that request, I felt like doing a thousand jumping jacks. Fireworks explored inside of me. I had to be the luckiest man alive with such a wonderful girlfriend who wanted me to titty fuck her best friend. With her permission none to less. But I didn’t want to show how happy I was, so I played it off as being surprised.

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Costume Party

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It was Friday night, hanging out with my buddies, we decided to throw a giant party at my friend Tom’s house.

“We’ll have it next Friday, we’ll have everyone we know, and we’ll make it a costume party,” Tom said, I could see the wheels turning in his genius head as to what could happen. The two of us had gone to college together, we both became part of an Internet company, which managed to make rather large stock gains, and us being the only stockholders, we became rather wealthy. Of course, being wealthy men, we managed to get married within 3 years of hitting it big, and our wives are very beautiful, smart women who we loved.

I met my wife in high school, and we had been going out off and on since then, and we got married right out of college, her name was Amber, and she had blonde hair, blue eyes, and was 34C-25-34, 5’8″. She always looks beautiful no matter what else is going on in her life (I’m surprised I go out at all with her waiting at home). After our night of drinking and organizing was over, I headed home, very excited. I told my wife about the party, and she too was excited, she hadn’t been to a costume party, and parties at Tom’s were always an event, we were usually able to get a lot of people who were all interested in having fun.

The next morning I awoke to my wife kissing my neck, always a welcome feeling. I had my arm around her, then she kissed her way down my body until she finally got to the “morning wood” she loves to give me head in the mornings. She loves how my cock is always stiff, almost as if it knows what it is going to get, and gets excited just for her. She slowly put the head of my cock into her mouth, rubbing the head, licking it, and swirling her tongue around it. Then she started putting my cock into her mouth, then she started deep throating me.

I could feel her tongue slide up and down my shaft, as her head bobbed up and down on my throbbing member. I could feel my balls tighten, and I put my hand on the back of my wife’s head (our signal that I was about to cum) and unleashed a load that left me feeling drained, and that my wife happily swallowed. We stayed in bed, I had my arms around her, and I felt her body, her smooth skin, and started fingering her pussy, slowly, teasing her, then shoving my fingers in with more force and purpose, adding another finger inside her. Hearing her screams, and eventually an orgasm. We managed to get out of bed, eat breakfast, and shower (separately). I called Tom and asked if anything needed to be done at the office. He said that he had just scheduled a meeting at his house for this afternoon but nothing until then, I said I would make it over there, and came early, bringing my wife since she would talk to Tom’s wife, Nancy.

We got their and the entire meeting was just about the party, and it was now going to be the day after tomorrow, it was still a costume party, and would start somewhere around 8 o’clock. The guests didn’t need to bring anything, except themselves, and of course, costumes, my wife and I left, had dinner out and both were exhausted, so we went to bed.

The next morning my wife said she would pick up our costumes that night when she went to her friend’s a few miles outside of the city. “What are you getting?” I asked, actually expecting an answer.

“You’re just going to have to wait and see.” She said smiling smugly at me. I kissed her goodbye and watched her drive off. The entire day was spent sleeping, and watching sports later on that night.

Finally, I woke up the next morning and ate breakfast, I sat on the deck in my backyard and read the paper, looking out over the pool. It was so relaxful that I didn’t even notice my wife walk up behind me.

“Miss me?” She asked, making me lean my head back to see her.

“Yeah, what did you pick up?” I asked anxiously, wanting to hear what kind of costumes my wife had picked for us.

“Come on inside, I’d rather show you” She smiled at me, that devilish smile she had whenever she had something erotic planned for us. I followed her in, my cock already stiffening and my mind wandering about what would become of this situation. I waited in the living room as my wife stepped off into the bathroom to change into her costume. It took her a few minutes to get into the costume, but the result was well worth the wait. My wife came out in the tightest, and smallest nurse outfit I have ever seen. It was one piece (kind of like the dresses that tennis players wear) and was button down to the waist, and then was a normal skirt, It went only about 3 inches past her ass, and she even had the hat with the red cross on it. Needless to say, I couldn’t put any words together to tell her how great she looked.

“I guess I’ll take the silence as a sign that I look good?” She asked, smiling that same devilish smile, as she came over to me, and straddled my lap.

“Yes” Which isn’t much, but is more than I thought I would be able to muster at this moment. We kissed, or more accurately, she stuck her tongue down my throat, and we began to make out on the couch, something we used to do a lot in high school. We began feeling each other’s bodies, I discovered she had on no panties, and she managed to get my pants down past my cock, and placed her hot pussy right above it, and finally sliding me inside her. She was incredibly wet, my cock was sliding in and out of her easily, and she was making my cock to go in and out of her fast and hard. I unbuttoned her top, and seeing, as she had no bra kissed her breasts, feeling her nipples harden, and hearing her moans made my cock throb inside her, causing her to moan more. Until finally, the pent up energy inside me was released inside her pussy, and her scream of pleasure right afterward told me that her energy had been released also. We sat there on the couch, until we regained ourselves, we kissed for a few minutes and I finally asked what my costume was.

“You’re going as a surgeon,” she stated, still a little winded and got up to go and get my costume for me to try on. “I hope it fits.” This wasn’t a problem since my costume basically consisted of some surgeon’s scrubs, and a stethoscope. Of course it fit, and we began getting ready for the party.

We left for Tom’s house at about 7 o’clock, we figured we would get there early and help them set up (we usually always do this for them and I think they just expect it by now). Tom was dressed in a loincloth, and was supposed to be Tarzan, and his wife was Jane, and was also dressed in animal skin, although the 2 of them looked more like Fred and Wilma. As 8 o’clock rolled around, more and more people arrived, with some pretty provocative costumes, one couple was Bill and Monica, another Shaggy and Daphne (although I don’t think they technically were with each other), and so on. We mingled with friends we had there, the music was blaring, and a game was on TV in the living room, although no one was seriously paying attention to it.

Amber and I separated for a little bit, as I went with Tom and some other guys upstairs to play some high-stakes whiffle ball. After winning some cash, I came back downstairs, and Amber wrapped her arms around me, and told me we needed to have some alone time (code for “hey, wanna fuck?”). We went into a bathroom, and began furiously trying to make love, which wasn’t hard up until someone walked into the door. She was dressed as a French Maid, and I had never met her before, but she introduced herself as Katarina. She was around 5’2″ I guessed, had large breasts which her costume showed off well, her skirt was short, and showed off some nice legs, she had brown hair, and green eyes.

“Would you two like to be left alone?” she asked. Before I could answer my wife chimed in with.

“No, would you like to join us” She said with that same devilish grin. Katarina, smartly, closed the door and locked it, something I didn’t think about, and moved over to us, and began by kissing my wife while I watched and started feeling up their legs. We were sitting on the floor of the bathroom, I lifted up both their skirts, and removed Katarina’s panties, I found my wife wasn’t wearing any, and began fingering both of them, while my wife grabbed onto Katarina’s breasts with her mouth like it was life and death. I then pulled my pants down to release my hard cock, Katarina and Amber looked at each other, and both of them made their way to my crotch. Amber pushed Katarina’s mouth onto my cock, who began to bob up and down on it like a pro.

My wife began sucking on my balls, and moving her tongue around them, taking in a ball at a time, then both, then one, then the other. Katarina then pulled her head off, and pulled her costume down past her breasts, and slid my cock between them, kneading her breasts, which also created friction on my purple-headed cock. My wife began feeling Katarina’s breasts too, then placed her mouth over the head of my cock, as it released a massive shot of cum into my wife’s awaiting mouth. After the spurts had stopped, she grabbed Katarina’s hair, and kissed her, allowing my cum to travel into her mouth, and some dripped on their chins and fell onto the floor. Katarina then moved up and let her pussy come down and engulfed my somewhat flaccid cock.

My wife was lying down next to me and guided Katarina’s mouth into her pussy, having her lick it deep and telling her to suck on her clit. My cock began growing, and became hard quickly as Katarina had figured out how to keep a steady rhythm with fucking me and eating out my wife’s pussy. Amber had her hand on the back of Katarina’s head, forcing her down onto her pussy, her lips disappearing in my wife’s snatch. I had my hands on Katarina’s hips, bracing her on top of me as I drove my cock into her, I could feel her orgasm against my cock, her pussy tightening around it. My wife was fondling her own breasts, and finally let out a scream and her body shook from her orgasm. I kept pounding my cock into Katarina, until finally I could feel my cock stiffen, and finally explode inside her pussy, causing her to have another orgasm.

As we were finishing up, my wife started the bathtub, where we all sat, cleaning ourselves and recovering from out sexcapades. We sat there for what seemed like minutes, but actually was an hour and half, we finally dressed, kissed goodbye, and made sure to get Katarina’s phone number for if we wanted to do this again. My wife and I went back to the party, we didn’t look too disheveled and continued with drinks and dancing, Amber is a great dancer, but she was feeling exhausted, and I took her up to a room in Tom’s house, put her to bed, and closed the door. I went back downstairs, the party still going, when Tom’s wife, Laura, came up to me, and told me Tom needed to see me. I followed her upstairs, and found that he was sitting on the bed, only in boxers, and his wife was beginning to take off her costume, which she had nothing on underneath. She then turned around, and kissed me. I was totally shocked by then, and was more than just a bit uncomfortable.

“What is going on here?” I asked, barely able to make out the words.

“Well, I just wanted to have some fun with the two of you.” His wife said, as she grabbed my arm and pulled me to the bed. She was in between us, and taking my cue, I began undressing, until I was also naked. I kissed Laura, and felt her breasts, she had large breasts, at least 44Ds, not as tall as Amber, but same body-type, with long blonde hair, and blue eyes. I was sitting on the bed, as Laura, climbed on top of me, allowing me to enter her snatch, letting my cock open her wide and penetrate her most sensitive area. As we began to find a rhythm, I noticed Tom had climbed up behind her, and began pounding his 7-inch cock into her ass.

Tom and I began working in rhythm, one would thrust and then the other, keeping one of us thrusting inside her at all times, she was loving it, her moans would loud and full of lust. She screamed so many times that it seemed like she orgasmed with every thrust. When I was all the way in her pussy, I could feel her skin moved by Tom’s cock, as we both took it to Laura. I was feeling my cock throb until there was nothing else to do, so I held it in for a little bit, and finally, came inside Laura, with a moan. I guessed that Tom had cum already, as he was slowly working his way out of his wife’s ass. I kissed Laura good night, and went back to the room where I put my wife for to sleep, and climbed in bed with her, and got a good night’s rest.

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