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I remember how the seeds were planted for the “cheating wife” fantasy that my wife Trina and I began sharing. It was a couple of months before our wedding, and up until that time (in our spoken understanding) we agreed that we always wanted to be faithful to each other and that the idea of “swinging” was sort of creepy to us. But we followed a period of time where we didn’t talk about that anymore, and I had to admit that a certain image had been creeping into my fantasy life that went against the grain of our understanding. Trina has large tits. I should say enormous! They’re tits to die for; gargantuan, pumpkin shaped boobs with orange brown nipples each the size of an oatmeal cookie!

Early on, I had to get used to the fact that Trina was a traffic stopper. When I would walk down the street with her, guys would constantly trip over themselves and run into lamp posts. And many guys weren’t too shy about calling invitations out the windows of their cars — even though they could see she was already with a guy. Which made me wonder what it was like when I wasn’t on the street with her. Which is where the fantasy seems to have its roots: One night, a couple of months before our wedding, as I said, we were sitting in a bar we like, listening to the rock band playing. Well, even though we were sitting alone at a table, Trina had guys all over her asking her to dance (the tight-fitting, black shirt she was wearing probably didn’t help).

She deflected all these invitations, of course, but as each guy hungrily eyed my finance’s cleavage, I just couldn’t help thinking what it would be like to see the two of them in bed together, fucking each other goofy. We’ve always had a very “talkative” fucking relationship and while I had my cock in her that night in bed, I started to let slip what was on my mind. At first I was scared that she’d be angry with me for violating our “understanding,” but I had a pleasant surprise in store. “Babe, you know all those guys that kept asking you to dance tonight?” I said this to the rhythm of a long, slow fuck-stroke. This was followed by a breathy silence a couple of more fuck-strokes long, then Trina whispered hotly, “Yeah?” “You know that what I kept thinking’ about during this fuck?” I continued the sensual pace all the while our whispered conversation took place. “What?” “I keep imagining that you went up and danced with some of them.” “Oh, yeah?” There was no disguising her obvious interest in my fantasy. “I also keep wondering what it would be like if we were in the bar together but pretended we didn’t know each other. You know, and I got to watch you flirt and dance all sexy as hell with a strange guy and then…”

But Trina was suddenly pumping her groin furiously against mine, moaning and coming to beat all. She screamed in a huge orgasm and nearly tore a swatch of hair out of my head. It was obvious she really dug the direction of the conversation. It was a few minutes, however, before I could resume my narrative. I told her how I wanted to watch her boldly come on to a strange man, to see her lick his ear, run her hand sensually down to the lump in his tight slacks. To watch him feel her ass hotly, and then run his hand up to her huge knockers while he frenched kissed her passionately. Then I wanted to leave the bar, all horny as can be from what I saw, in order to beat them home. Once in our apartment, I would hide under the bed or in the walk-in dressing room and wait. I would listen (and even peek if I could) as she talked dirty to him and finally fucked him. All the while I would beat-off from my hidden spot.

During this story, Trina had at least four more seismic orgasms and it took me nearly an hour to get the whole thing out. When I finished and she was in the throes of her last and biggest cum, I too came, and we rocked passionately until we fell asleep, exhausted. As I said, that was shortly before our wedding, and by the time we did say our vows, our sex life was completely transformed from a sanitized-but-horny one to a low-down-dirty-perverted one. And we both wordlessly agreed that it was by far for the better. Things went on like this for awhile, and it looked as though this “cheating wife thing” would merely be our favorite fantasy. But as the months went on, our hunger to see the fantasy actually acted out grew and grew until it seemed as though having Trina screwing other guys was all either of us would ever talk about.

One night during all this time we were in the same bar again listening to music (with Trina dressed just as slutly as she could, complete with killer cleavage). Trina had her high heel up under the table as she was scraping it up and down into my crotch, all the while looking me in the eye and running the tip of her tongue slowly along the edge of her full lips. I was honestly only a moment away from creaming my jeans right there in front of everyone. “You know what?” I croaked hoarsely. “What?” she purred wickedly. “If one of these guys asks you to dance tonight, you… you know… you should, kind of…” “You mean you think I should dance with him?” Her eyes were wide and hungry and the dirtiest, nervous chortle escaped her throat. “Uh, yeah, “I fumbled, “all that stuff… you know, all like we… we…” “Yeah,” she said, shaking her head and giggling even more wickedly, “I know what you mean.” Suddenly, Trina removed her foot with a cool but playful wink. “Are you thinking that maybe we should split up for a while?” I asked in a breathy voice. “Uh, ye-ah,” she said in a strangely coy voice. “Under the circumstances, I think that would be a nice idea.”

I didn’t even hesitate. I got up like a shot and headed for an empty barstool. In the short time it took for me to sit down, order my drink, and turn back around, there was already a guy leaning on his hands on Trina’s table, flirting like hell with her. Trina made the tiniest of furtive glances in my direction and then completely gave the guy her attention. As soon as she started speaking to him in an animated way, licking her lips and batting her eyes, even reaching out and touching his hand lightly to emphasize something she’d said, I thought I would die from arousal. I had to cross my legs for the protruding erection this was giving me. He must have asked her to dance, because she nodded her head in a bright eyed, sexy way and mouthed the word “okay.” Watching them dance to the rhythm of the bouncy rock song was nearly impossible. I had to fight the urge to grab at the lump in my pants and start massaging it over and over and over. They weren’t exactly touching each other, but they were fast dancing on a crowded floor very close to each other and there were many, many excuses for them to bump and rub their bodies together.

Trina also has this way of dancing “shing-a-ling” style that makes her huge breasts bob violently up and down and makes her cleavage swell in pulses over and over. I tried to see if my wife had given this guy as huge as mine, but the other dancers kept me from getting a clear view of his pants. Then came the slow dance. I went into schock as I saw Trina wrap her arms seductively around this guy as she crushed her boobs around his chest. And my heart absolutely stopped as I watched my wife incline her head towards his, and with an open mouth, point her tongue right at his lips. His mouth opened hungrily to accept her tongue and before I could say “cardiac arrest” they were chewing on each other’s necks. All of a sudden. I realized that Trina kept looking over at me in a series of quick glances. When she saw that she had at least caught my eye, she smiled and made a subtle nod toward the door with her head without her boyfriend seeing it. I knew this was my cue. And the best was yet to come.

I leaped from the stool and left the bar in a hurry. Trina had come in our car with me, but somehow I had the idea that she’d find her way home in a new, creative way. As I drove crazily down the side streets to our apartment building, I unzipped and pulled my aching cock out of the constraints of my underwear. I was harder than ever. I didn’t jack off to orgasm, but I did give it a few delicious tugs that were like water in the desert. Touching myself had never seemed like such an incredible blessing before! Now, as I pulled up to our building and put myself back into my pants, I thought of a problem: where in the world was I going to hide in our apartment in order to view the unfolding spectacle with full enjoyment? I tossed the idea wildly about on my way up in the elevator and down the hallway. It wasn’t until I skidded breathlessly into our bedroom that any kind of logical thoughts came into my brain. The first place I tried was under the bed. I wouldn’t be able to see, but at least I’d be able to hear, and the squeaking and thrashing of them screwing right on top of me had a very exciting appeal.

But as soon as I had crawled down onto the floor, I realized that this was out — I couldn’t fit under our bed! Besides, what if they broke the bed? A guy could get crushed. I entered the walk-in dressing room and considered it for only a second. It was so crowded with shoes and vacuam cleaner parts that I couldn’t see how I could manage to hide in there and not clunk around with a lot of noise. Then my eyes fell on the vanity. In the corner of the room we had arranged Trina’s vanity set. But instead of putting it against either wall, we made it face out into the room from the corner so that the back of it made a triangle with the corner. And that meant that there was a little triangle of wasted space behind it. With great difficulty I dragged the heavy vanity over the carpeting until there was a little gateway to the triangle of space behind. Then I squeezed in there, and with even greater difficulty, I pulled the vanity back in place. I now had a great little hiding spot. As I stood upright, I was completely hidden by the top of the mirror. It was the perfect vantage point for the bed across the room. If the overhead light were kept off, I’d have a clear shot at a peek around the side of the mirror. And there was just enough room in the little triangle of the corner so I could sit down with my knees at my chest and not feel too terribly cramped. I did just this. I tried to get cozy and quiet in my new little hiding spot. My heart was thudding, and I wondered how I’d ever be able to breathe silently enough to not be discovered. And my hard-on ached so badly that after a few struggling moments, I released it from my tight pants. But I didn’t have long to wait.

First I heard a whispered giggling outside the door, then a fumbling for the keys through the contents of a purse. Then I heard the door unlock and open. They whispered lewdly to each other, and I could not understand a word. But it was clear that they were headed straight for the bedroom. “Christ,” I mouthed silently to myself, “what a whore I’m married to!” I didn’t yet know the half of it. Now they were actually in the bedroom with me. “God, I want to see that cock out in the light!” I heard Trina say. Apparently, she’d already had his cock out of his pants in the car. I heard a zipper come and then a giggle. Then I heard a sound that I never really believed I would really hear ever until that moment. I couldn’t believe my ears at first, in fact. What I heard was a fast, sloppy, slurping sound — the sound of my wife sucking another man’s cock!

At that moment I experienced the most painfully hard erection I’d ever experienced in my entire life! I heard the springs of our bed squeaking in a regular rhythm, SQUEAK… SQUEAK-SQUEAK… SQUEAK… Then I was aware of a wet, squishy noise, almost like someone smacking their lips over and over again, only not exactly.

I managed to get a good grip on my cock and could stroke it happily. And now, in an exalted state of dazedness, I realized I was hearing something else. It was a tiny, squealing soprano voice chanting the words, “Oh God, oh God, oh, oh, oh, Go-AW-d, oh God,” to the steady beat of the squeaking and squishing. It was Trina getting her brains screwed blue not fifteen feet away from me. I just had to see this. With a great amount of difficultly I first got up to my knees and then into a crouched position (nearly knocking the whole vanity over because I tripped up on my pants which were now down around my ankles!). And then, moving as slowly as a snail on sedatives, I began to stand upright. When I was completely standing I took a few deep breaths to compose myself. The knob of my dick brushed against a protruding wood screw on the back of the mirror, and I bit my lip in agony. My hard-on only stiffened its resolve, though, and I stroked it soothingly.

The symphony of squeak-squish-squeal over the bed was reaching a frenzied rhythm now, and I could put off the inevitable no longer. I slowly, oh so slowly, bent at the hip and peered around the side of the mirror, my eyes assaulted at once with the vision of the hugest trunk tree of a cock I had ever seen pumping in and out of Trina, the entire shaft slippery with her juice and strecthing her cunt lips out far further than my dick ever had! My wife — MY WIFE! — was spreading out on our bed for another guy. And this guy was on top of her and having the time of his life. As I gazed , drooling and pulling out my cock harder now, the guy wrapped his arms around Trina’s gigantic boobs and pressed his face desperately into her cleavage. He continued to fuck her savagely as he painted her lips with his face and tongue, slurping and choking (practically) on the huge nipples. I knew Trina wouldn’t last long now. She loved to have her tits sucked and she took many an orgasm solely from her sensitive nips. I could hear her squeals building to a climax and I pounded my meat ever more roughly.

Suddenly, I accidentally shoved my shoulder against the vanity. To my horror, I watched (detached, and as as if it were in slow motion) as the entire vanity, mirror and all, went crashing forward onto the floor. And there I stood in the corner, my pants and underwear around my ankles, my dick in my hand stone hard, with my wife and her boyfriend staring at me wide-eyed like deer caught in headlights. “Uh, hi,” I said quietly. The guy looked shocked for a moment, then he pulled his dick all the way out of Trina and said, “What the hell?” He made a quick move to get off the bed and this made Trina suddenly frantic. “Wait a minute!” she hissed, grabbing him by the wrist. “He’s just my husband. Look, look, look! See? You’re not in danger! That’s his cock in his hand, not a gun! He just wants to watch! See? We were just afraid you’d freak if you knew we liked to do this! So now you know and it’s no big deal! Right?” The guy just stared at Trina. “Right!” she continued. “So just let him have his fun and we’ll have ours. Now, come on! Finish me off! I’m on the edge going out of my mind!”

After Trina’s rather impassioned speech, her boyfriend was silently stunned for a couple more seconds as he nervously glanced back and forth between us. His hard-on had only diminished slightly. Suddenly, he kind of smiled and shrugged and said to me, “Oh well, okay, knock yourself out.” And before I knew it, he was back on top of Trina, plowing away more heatedly than ever. In no time Trina was yodeling away. It was perhaps her hugest orgasm to date. As for myself, I sat down in a comfortable chair next to the bed and began pounding my stiff meat with great abandon. I thought for sure that this guy would pull out soft and limp as soon as Trina calmed down a bit but the guy hadn’t cum at the same time Trina had, as I thought. He wasn’t done with my wife by a long shot. He rose into a kneeling position between her legs. Trina at once rose also on one elbow and reached out to his huge prick. Then, staying on his knees, he moved up and straddled her waist. I knew well what was coming next because I had done the same thing many times.

You couldn’t look at a woman with Trina’s attributes without the image of “titty-fucking” coming right into mind. Trina seemed completely tuned into his plan, and she grabbed the tube of K-Y out of our bedside drawer, flipped open the cap and squirted an enormous load of it her cleavage. The tube had yet to hit the wall after she flung it, when this guy laid his monster right between her gigantic knockers! It looked at first as though she were holding a loaf of French bread to her bosom. At once he started rocking his hips in and out, as Trina pressed her mountains of flesh from the sides, covering him. As the huge knob of flesh popped out of her cleavage, Trina bit and sucked on at the slippery thing like a hungry tigress whose life depended on it. This moment was repeated over and over again at a frantic pace (while I beat my meat) for about one minute — and then, the biggest, creamiest, whitest load of hot cum sprang from this cock monster and scalded my wife’s face and tits and neck. And as she rubbed it into her skin with her left hand, it got all over her wedding ring. And I didn’t miss the implication as she looked me right in the eye and licked it off the ring. I loved it.

So that was the beautiful start. We’ve gotten a little more refined since those days, of course. Trina always lets a prospective lay know ahead of time, for instance, that her husband would like to be in the same room and watch. This saves an awful of trouble. Only three times have guys Trina was coming onto gotten too nervous to take her up on this deal. Usually, we have found to our great delight, the men of this world find the prospect of fucking Trina so irresistible that my presence in the room is only a technicality they have to get used to (and it doesn’t take long). So… if you should ever find yourself in a bar with live music and you’re looking for a little action, and there before you, tapping her high heeled shoe to the music is the most beautiful, sexy, large chest dish you have ever seen — well, take a second look. I might be sitting at the bar right next to you. And this could be the luckiest night of your life. (SIC CORP)

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“Let me give you a background first of all. I’ve been married 32 years and for the past seven, sexual activity between me and my wife (I’ll call her Eva ) has stopped completely. I love her dearly, but she has lost all interest in sex and as time went by, I got tired of being alone. When we had sex, I would make sure she would always climax, most times multiples. She admitted that she enjoyed it, but I found out, if she never had sex again it would be all right with her. Since our relationship isn’t based solely on sex and all other aspects of our marriage are great, I have resigned myself to the fact that I will have to take things in my own hands (so to speak) and when things get too bottled up, that is exactly what I do.

I am not a permiscuous person and have had only one affair in my life. A lady I had known many years in my business one night took me to the airport in Atlanta for me to fly home, we hugged goodbye. Normally I would hug “open body style” so as not to give any wrong signals, but this night, it happened that we embraced in a full body hug and as things were, she noticed my growing member and took the lead. To make a long story short, I stayed the night with her and an affair blossomed. This affair lasted two years, until she met someone and moved to California.

She always knew the affair couldn’t go anywhere since I was totally honest with her at the beginning. I didn’t want to divorce Eva and we always left the door open for other people. (her mostly since I really didn’t want to get involved with any one else).

Well the affair ended over 5 years ago and since then, I have been celibate except for masturbation occasionally to relieve “blue balls” I had to drive to Miami for business and was entering the on ramp to I-95, (about 40 minutes from where I live) where I saw this beautiful lady somewhere in her early to mid 40’s hitch-hiking. Of course, I had to stop. We chit-chatted as I drove down I-95 toward Miami and I found out that her car had given out and she had to get home to Miami and decided to hitch a ride. As we talked, she realized that this was not the thing she should have been doing under any circumstances. She has a friend in Miami that she was going to get another car from and needed to get home.

Our trip was a pleasant one (about 4 hours to Ft. Lauderdale). We talked about many subjects and really got to know each other. I had told her that I was going as far as Ft. Lauderdale tonight and staying with my sister as I didn’t want to spend the money on a motel for the night. As we approached Ft. Lauderdale, she asked me if I had any objections to taking her on to her home. She said I could spend the night there and not have to get a motel. Of course I jumped at the chance. ( I was really hopping there would be a reason for us to spend more time together)

I called my sister and said I was going on to Miami tonight and gave my apologies and we continued on to her house. By the way, when we first met, we exchanged names. I’ll call her Vera (not her real name) We drove up to Vera’s house and I took my things in with me and she showed me to my room. She said for me to come out to the living room when I had freshened up and she would have some munches and drinks.

When I came in to the living room where she was, she had the TV on watching some movie and we just sat down and watched. We had chips and dip and soft drinks. ( I don’t drink alcoholic beverages ) During the commercials, we would chat a little. One commercial was a very sexy commercial and one discussion led to another and we were talking about sex and our age and the fear of AIDS. I told her that I had not been with anyone for over five years and she said that she had not been with anyone since her husband had died three years ago. Vera jokingly said that we were safe and really didn’t have to worry about AIDS. I agreed!! I can’t really reconstruct the conversation, but somehow it lead to the subject of massages.

I had told her sometime during the conversation while driving that I give the best full body massage. She indicated that she never had a massage and would love to get one sometime. Not wanting to be too forward, I said anytime you are ready give me a shout, then the subject was dropped. Vera brought the subject up again during one of the commercials and asked if I would give her a massage. She indicated that it would really relax her after a trying day. I said that I would. I told her that I had certain requirements as preliminaries so as to relax the subject prior to starting and she agreed that all was OK.

I told her to get undressed and meet me in the shower where I would start the procedure. She joined me there and I got the first view of this beautiful body. For a woman in her mid to late 40’s she had a firm and voluptuous body and I was very much in heaven to think I would be able to give her pleasure.

I turned on the shower adjusting the water to a hot spray, then I took shampoo and washed and rinsed her hair which was fairly short. I then proceeded to lather every inch of her whole body with soap giving special attention to the breasts and the nipples, between the legs and up into the vaginal area and the buttocks giving a lot of attention to the asshole. I rinsed her as I had washed her giving the same attention as when I lathered her. She turned to me and asked me if I would let her do the same for me and I agreed. I think she has done this before because she knew just what she was doing. Of course thru all of this my penis was as hard as a rock and she took special notice when she lathered it. I thought I would climax right there, but I told her that this was her massage not mine.

I rinsed off and got a towel to pat her dry and we went into the bedroom. I had her lie on her stomach and just relax as I started the massage. To give you an idea of what a full body massage is, it is the manipulation of every inch of a person’s body in a relaxing kneading motion. I started massaging her scalp and the side of her head bringing a flush to her ears. I then blew my breath on her ears and gently licked them as I moved to her neck and shoulders. I moved down her back massaging outwardly from her spine down the side and back of her arms. I then started massaging her buttocks.

When I started doing this, her legs spread apart giving me access to the inner thighs, ass and pubic area. I wanted to stop there and give in to my passion, but I did not. I moved down to her calves, ankles and feet, then had her turn over. It takes about 30 minutes to furnish the back side. I started with Vera’s feet and ankles and work up her legs giving equal attention to each leg.As I reached her pubic area, she had already spread her legs wide to give me access to the vagina. The massage of this area is only with the palm of the hand, reaching down through and under and massaging the sides of the upper thighs. Then the tummy and rib cage and attention to the breasts, tweezing the nipples ever so slightly. By this time the massage of the face and forehead results in kissing and licking. I am about finished with the massage, but one final duty to make the massage complete. As I kiss and lick my way to the breasts giving each attention and massaging the pubic mound with my palm, I pause gently nipping the nipples with my teeth, then kissing and licking her tummy and finally down to her pubic area.

By this time the sexual secretion is flowing like a river and I spread the vulva lips and drink the nectar. As I continued this, giving special attention to the clitorus with my tongue, Vera exploded in an orgasm. I gently licked the whole vagina from the asshole to the clit and slowly back again and repeating over and over until I noticed that Vera was again on the verge of climax when I gave special attention to the clit again and she exploded in climax again. I repeated this again and again until Vera indicated that she was getting sensitive and for me to let her rest for a while. I have brought my wife to climax three times in succession, but this was the first time I have been able to bring a woman to five climaxes in succession.

Vera was spent and lie back and literally could not move. I put my arms around her and we both drifted off. I don’t know when she awoke, but when she did, she reached for my penis and started massaging it very gently. What a way to wake up. As I lie there enjoying the feeling, and I don’t know when she moved, but all of a sudden I realized she had moved into the 69 position and there before me was that luscious sexual honey pot awaiting my licking. Of course, I love the taste of sexual secretion and could drink it any time it is available. I was in heaven. As we both enjoyed each other, I noticed that I was peaking and about to climax so I asked her to stop for a second to let me come off the peak as she did. Each time she would bring me to a peak, I would ask her to stop, as she was doing this to me, I was bringing her to climax too and she had me stop.

We continued this for it seemed like a long time, when she said that she could not hold off anymore and that I should fuck her. This was the first time she had said anything even remotely risque, but she said it forcefully and wanted it now. Since I was also ready to explode, I obliged her and slowly entered that wonderful warm pussy, slowly in and out enjoying the wonderful feeling of being on the verge of climax, when I felt her muscles tense and with the next stroke I could not hold on any more. We climaxed together and as I continued to pump my penis in and out of her vagina, she literally milked me dry.

Vera and I fell fast asleep with me still inside of her. It had been so long since I have felt this wonderful, sleep came fast. I awoke the next morning to a wonderful surprise. Vera was giving me the most wonderful blow job I had ever had. When I tried to return the favor, she told me that this was her appetizer for breakfast and for me to lie back and enjoy every minute of it. Of course I did and she did. She brought me to climax and drank every drop of cum. When she finished, she told me breakfast would be ready by the time I brushed my teeth and to come to breakfast “as is” I did and she did. We enjoyed breakfast. She had gotten up without awaking me and had a full bacon, eggs, grits, coffee and juice ready for me when I came in. After breakfast, she came over to me and spread her legs apart lifting them giving me full access to my dessert, her sexual secretion that I lapped up with vigor” (SIC CORP)

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I’m 34 and I’ve had sex with about twenty women and every one of them liked to talk dirty in the bedroom. Some of them like to start slow, but if you’re good at building fantasies then you can lead them to get pretty hot with the right suggestions. About three years ago I fell in love – I mean crazy, head over heels, wild in love. The dirty talk stopped for some time, I think we were just so into each other that we would go mute the moment we saw each other’s body; it was like a constant fuck frenzy.

Time passed and our frequency and urgency started to drop a little; it wasn’t every night or once in the morning and once at night so much anymore, though we were still knocking boots at least five times a week, and I noticed one day that we had both started talking to each other while having sex. I started playing the game again, revving her up with dirty talk, nibbling her ears as I whispered the uses that I’d like to put her body through, all the way from public displays, to sharing her intimate parts with others. Once we had established a comfort level, I started to experiment with the fantasies that drove her the most wild.

Sally works in a bank as a real estate loan officer, and has a very conservative image. She has a stupendous body with classic measurements – 36 25 35 that she keeps in shape kick-boxing. Her tits are an amazing ski slope shape,  a D cup at the right time of the month with pretty little nipples that are a little longer than usual. She always wears a sport bra to work; she says it flattens her tits so they don’t look vulgar, and her skirts are always below the knee, usually of some god awful tweedy fabric that goes a long way to hiding her body; she says that she doesn’t want anybody to look at her as a sex object.

The funny thing is though, that what turns her on is the idea of being on display, being seen as a sexy woman and being treated as a sex object.  I travel a fair bit and when I’m traveling I go to a lot of topless clubs to entertain clients, and in one of the small towns I go to there’s a pretty nice club where I’ve gotten to know the owner. He’s not your typical club owner (they’re mostly a little bit sleazy), this guy’s a lawyer and he’s a lot of fun to shoot the shit with. The last time I was in there I was entertaining a bunch of honchos from Sony and our tab set the record in one-night spending, so the owner spent a lot of time with me. I mentioned to him that I might be coming through in a few weeks with my girlfriend and that she’s always wanted to do just a one night gig, just to have the fun of dancing, but she’s afraid she might be recognized.  He says, no problem, he has a great make-up artist who always has a variety of falls and wigs available, and by the time she’s finished in make-up no-one would recognize her.

I’m thinking this would be a great treat, and so when I go back home I start laying the ground work, and building the fantasy. When I start talking about sixty men eating her with their eyes when she walks out on stage, those great boobs swinging slowly, her pussy just goes crazy and we have one of those really wet noisy fucks.

I arrange a little vacation a few weeks later, one of those four night things, and we’re driving form the airport to the resort where we’ll be staying I tell her about my plan. She looks at me with disbelief, “Jack I can’t believe you’d even think that I was ever serious about such a thing. You must be crazy.”

“Julie, it’s ok, it was just an idea. We really are here just to have a few days break. It’s a great resort,  we’ll play some golf, have a few spa appointments and go back on Monday.  Sorry if I offended you sweetheart, it was just innocent. I thought you might like to break loose a little.”

I didn’t say anything more for the rest of the afternoon. I had arranged some spa services for both of us and the resort was truly spectacular, set in the foothills of the Rockies, a tumbling stream on the edge of the property,  and the smells of pine and clear water infused the entire resort.  We met just before dinner when she had come back from a massage. I asked her whether she had a good massage and she said that her masseur, Mark had done a really good job. I asked whether she had had any dirty little fantasies while he was rubbing her ass and legs and she just smiled coyly, but then she was on her knees in front of me, unzipping me. She said, “There was one moment, when I had turned my head to the side and he was working on my upper back, that I looked straight at his package, and I was sure he was a little hard. I thought of what it would feel like if he just pulled it out and I sucked him while he was rubbing my back.”

She pulled out my cock and studied it, touching it with her fingertips. She traced its head ever so softly, watching it swell. A tiny drop of pre-cum oozed from its little lips and she touched it with her tongue, tasting it and then surrounding the whole head with her open mouth,  her warm breath teasing me. She said, “Tell me what it’d be like if I were on stage at that club.”

I did and went into great detail about picking out  her t-back.  I said I’d make sure that I cut it’s lining out, so that when she bent over, customers would be able to see her pussy lips. I said they would also be able to see when she got wet and they would know she wanted to be fucked.

She went into a frenzy over my dick and soon she was naked and planting me balls deep in a very wet pussy. She must have come two or three times,  and every time she came I would give her more details about her dress and how it would feel as she slipped it off her breasts.

Afterwards she asked where we were going for dinner and I said we could stay in the room and order room service and a movie or go to a nice restaurant in town. I was easy.
I think she was taken aback that I wasn’t anxious for a night on the town, but I’ve learned that if you’re stalking game, you do so very quietly. She said she’d like to see the town, and dressed to go out. Julie doesn’t have very many sexy clothes, but she did her best, and unbuttoned her black blouse an extra button. She looked spectacular,  as if she were trying to show a sexy side that she’s kept long hidden. We had a great dinner, with about a bottle and a half of a wonderful red wine and she was definitely enjoying herself. Afterwards we walked arm in arm to the car and she said, “Where now?” It was about ten o’clock, so I said, “I guess we go back to the hotel room and fuck like rabbits.”

Julie looked at me and said, “Why don’t you show me that cub you were talking about. Not that anything’s going to happen, but it would be fun.”

I thought “Bingo” and said, “I don’t want to offend you. I mean there are topless girls there.”
“No, it’ll be fun. We don’t have to stay long.”

The club was just around the corner, so we walked. The owner was there and greeted us enthusiastically. He was a great guy and sat us at a table in their VIP section. He ordered a bottle of champagne and started talking to Julie about the club business. I know she’s always fascinated to meet business men, and this guy was good, very knowledgeable  about real estate and banking practice, and a lot of fun to talk to. I could see that Julie was really enjoying talking. After a few glasses of champagne he offered to give her a tour of the club, and Julie leaped at the chance. I in the meantime was talking to the club owner’s girl friend, Crystal, who was a knockout. She was very small, probably not much over 5 foot one, but she had a great little body and the cutest little face. She was a lawyer and she said she usually spent her Friday nights at the club, because Rick, the owner, liked to be there on busy nights. 

Julie came back in about fifteen minutes, completely flushed. I could tell she was very excited. She sat next to Crystal and had an intense, whispered conversation, and then she came over and kissed me, and said she’d be back.  Crystal left with her.

Jack came and sat next to me, “She’s quite a fireball. I didn’t suggest her dancing, but once she saw the boutique, and started looking at t-backs and those lycra dresses, it was all over.  I introduced her to our make-up girl. It shouldn’t take long.”
We talked for about fifteen minutes and then the d-j announced that Amber was going to do a debut dance. Crystal came and sat next to me and put her hand on my arm. “She was so excited, that she got me excited. You should have seen her putting on the t-back. Did you tell her about ripping out the lining?”
I laughed and looked at Jack, who said,  “You got a little excited, Crystal?”
“Only when she had me shave her pussy. She said she was too nervous.”

Jack leaned over and pulled her dress back. Crystal leaned back, spread her legs and both Jack and I could see the wet patch in her panties.  Little pink lips were clearly visible through the wet fabric.

Jack said, “You definitely got excited. Were you tempted to join her?”
Crystal said, “Not in this town. Though I may get a dance from her later.”

Julie, ahh Amber came on to the stage. I could tell she was nervous and was momentarily worried she might embarrass herself, but the music caught its beat, slow and sultry and she slipped one shoulder down on the silver lycra dress, and she was off and running. Most dancers wait for the second song to get naked, but Julie started teasing the crowd with flashes of her ass and boobs almost immediately, and by halfway through the first song was naked on stage. She had chosen the smallest t-back I had ever seen. Its straps were clear plastic and the triangle in front was tiny. In back it was clear as well and only had a tiny bit of cloth to cover her asshole. By the end of the first song she had twenty guys lining the stage, waving money at her.  I joined them, waving a hundred dollar bill at her. She ignored me for a bit, making a great show of clasping her boobs around some cowboy’s head, treating his dollar as if it were retirement money. When she took my money she turned away from me and bent over. The t-back rode a little to the side, so I, and a half a dozen other guys got a good shot of her little brown hole as well as a flash of lip. The guys went wild.
When she got off the stage and put her dress back on about thirty guys beckoned her over for a table dance. She was red in the face and her legs were trembling  but she made her way over to our table.
“Oh my god, that was so exciting.” She said. “I thought I was going to start dripping on the stage.”

We all laughed and Crystal said, “I could tell. When you’ve calmed down I want a table dance.”
Jack said, “Along with every guy in the club. We’ve got to teach you how to wear a t-back though.”
Julie downed the glass of champagne that Jack set in front of her. “That’s the last alcohol I’m drinking tonight” she announced, “Because I definitely want to remember this in the morning.”
She stood up and moved to Crystal’s chair. “Now what about that dance.” She leaned in towards Crystal and started to move. She picked up the song’s beat and slowed it down by half, moving her hips very slowly. The top of one boob appeared, and she deliberately caught her nipple on its edge, so that it bounced out, long and pink, and then she slid the dress off and put one knee between Crystal’s legs. It was the dirtiest dance I ‘ve ever seen given. She rubbed each nipple over Crystal’s face and then left it between her lips until Crystal gave in and gave it a suck. After the dance, Jack suggested that we move to a back table as he was afraid that Julie would set a bad example for the other dancers.  “I’ve talked to them and told them she’s a friend of mine, so it’s no big deal.”
Julie was in a different plane. She insisted on dancing for each of us, and seemed to have crossed some kind of mental line, because when she danced for Rick she insisted that he touch her tits and suck her nipples, and then she went down on her knees and traced his cock through his trousers, giving us a running commentary. “Look Crystal, I’ve made him hard. It’s a nice size cock isn’t it? Really thick.” When it came my turn she did the same thing, telling Crystal all about its shape and dimensions, grabbing it and showing it to her through my trousers.
She said she was going to go out on the floor and find one customer and bring him back for a show and asked Jack if that was OK. Jack was a little lit himself at this point, and Crystal was sitting on his lap. She disappeared and was gone for only a few minutes when she appeared, bringing back a tall hunk.
“Look who I found. It’s Mark, the guy who gave me a massage this afternoon. I told him I was going to dance for him.”
She sat him down, facing us and made sure she had all of our attention. “Mark gave me a massage today, and I got a little bit aroused, so I’m going to give him a little payback.”
The music started and the dress came off. She turned so he could see it flip her nipples, and then she lifted her breasts at him like ripe fruit. She leaned over and traced his face with one boob, dragging her rock hard nipple over his eyes, hair and cheeks, ending up so that it traced his mouth. “Open your mouth like a good baby”. His lips parted and we saw his tongue dart out and soon her whole nipple disappeared in his mouth. Next she did the forward bend, but this time she shucked her t-back down to her knees, and we saw one finger disappear into her pussy. She then parted her lips so he could see into her very wet hole and then straightened and pulled her t-back up. Her ass was gorgeous. She took her wet fingers first to Crystal and put a little pussy juice on her lips, then she was over to Jack and did the same and then she forced her fingers into Mark’s mouth. She went onto her knees and traced Mark’s hard cock. It sprang up through his trousers and had already left a wet spot. It was definitely the largest of the three of us and she turned around to look at Jack. “Is it ok it I show it to everybody?”
Jack nodded and she unzipped Mark. He had an enormous cock. Julie turned to Crystal. “Come over her and have a look at this thing.” She held it by its root and Crystal came over and looked at it. I wasn’t really sure, but by the time Julie put it back in his pants it looked awfully wet.
The club was closing we were all ready to leave. Julie had been teasing us for hours, but it was time to go. She went off to pick up her street clothes and we all met by the exit. Julie said, “I hate to leave everybody, including myself, hanging. Why don’t you come back to the hotel with us.”
I couldn’t believe it, but I was happy that Jack and Crystal both chorused “Great”. Mark looked as if he didn’t know if he was included, but Crystal grabbed his arm and said, “You too big boy.” He said, “I’m sorry but I couldn’t come to the room, they’d fire me, but thanks anyway.” The girls looked disappointed, and Jack said, “Why don’t you come to my place. It’s not too far away.”
He had a great house too, beautiful pool in the backyard, high fences. He invited us all for a swim and the girls lost no time in shucking their clothes and jumping in. The guys were a little slower, probably because we all had raging hard-ons and nobody wanted to be the first to show, but when we had stripped the girls made it clear that they were pleased to see some hard cock. Rick had the pool heated to blood temperature, and after only a few minutes the guys were sitting on the side f the pool. It was a great sight when the two girls paddled over, taking turns sucking on each cock, then gong back to the beginning and starting over, but soon Julie suggested we should find a bed.
We all got out and moved to Jack’s king-size bed.  Julie was respectful to her host, and insisted that he be the first, but she also said she wanted everyone to participate. She had him lie on his back and then she sucked his cock to make him fully hard. She then asked me to put him in her. I grabbed him around the base of the cock and she squatted over him, looking down to see the fat head of his cock poised above her wet hole. I could tell she was savoring the moment as she lowered slowly so just the glans penetrated her and then she lifted, so we could all see him covered in her juices and then she plunged, taking him all the way. A stream of profanity came out of her mouth,
“How do you like that Jack to see your Julie riding a fat cock. You like that?” She increased her tempo, and we could see her lips stretching as she continued her dirty talk.  She slowed down and leaned forward. “I’d like to feel your tongue up my ass, Mark, cuz sooner or later that’s where your cock is going to be.” He moved forward, and she paused with her ass in the air, holding Rick’s cock inside her while Mark tongued her ass. Little squeals escaped her lips, “Oh, oh, oh, I think I’m coming.” She plunged down and started shaking. 
Crystal had moved to her face and was kissing her on the mouth as she shook, pinching her nipples and fondling her boobs. Her ass was presented to me and I slipped behind her, laying down so my cock pressed against her pussy. She reached down with one hand and fed it in. It was the tightest, smallest pussy I had ever felt. He had amazing muscular control, and I swear she could send ripples up and down it. Soon she was riding me like a wild thing, her small tits bouncing in Julie’s face. Julie had her fingers on her clit and it was only a minute before I felt the first tremors of her orgasm. It set me off and I blew like a volcano, coming up on my knees and filling her pussy with waves of cum.
Rick came at about the same time, and both girls rolled off us, cum running down their legs. Julie was laughing, and held her legs in the air, pussy open, saying, “That was fucking great.” She looked over at Mark, who was standing there, his cock still hard. “Mark come over her and lick this up and then fuck me.”
Mark walked over, He bent down and started slurping. We all sat and watched as he took his cock, which was easily ten inches long, and teased Julie’s slit. She has nice fat lips and we could see him plowing them up and down. She grew impatient and as his cock passed her hole plunged, and took him inside. She turned her head and looked at me, “Honey that huge cock is filling me up. Watch him fuck me.”
I lay back and watched him pound her. He was doing a good job too, thrusting hard enough so we all heard the wet slap as his thighs met hers. He tits shook every time he hit it. They held each others arms and I could see a look of complete concentration on her face. Crystal moved around, and cleaned her juice off my cock, which began growing again. I saw that Rick was licking her pussy, and I imagined him sucking my cum out of her tight little box.
She said. “Rick I want try double penetration. Ok sweetie?”
Rick had his face too full of pussy to do anything other than mumble. She hopped off and straddled his cock and then said, “Jack you’ve got back door duty. There’s a tube of lube in this bedside table. Oil me up and come on in.”
I did so. Her asshole was even tighter than her pussy. Her hips were smaller than Rick and I and it looked as if we were going to split that little girl,, but she leaned forward, going “Unh, Uhn, Uhn.” I stopped once and she looked behind and said, “Balls deep Jack, I want it balls deep.”
I got there and then pulled back slowly. Her asshole skin was stretched thin and pink, but she started moving and soon the three of us had a rhythm. I looked over to see Mark pull out and spray an enormous load over Julie’s tits. I could feel Rick’s cock through her thin pussy wall, and it was rubbing right up against the bottom of my cock, stroking it’s full length as I slid in and out.
Julie stood up, rubbing Marks cum into her tits and came to stand over Crystal. Crystal’s head was below the level of her pussy, she raised one hand to rub Julie’s wet and swollen slit. She was moving faster now and I could tell that all three of us were only minutes away from orgasm. Jack came first, followed immediately by Crystal and then I pumped her full. When I pulled out a thick rope of cum flowed out her asshole and puddle on Rick’s balls. I couldn’t help but reach forward and grab his nut sack, rubbing my juice into his skin.
We all broke and lay back on the bed. Rick brought us all bottles of water. The air seemed heavy with cum and pussy juice. Julie put her head on my chest and said, “Happy?”
I laughed and said “Very, how about you.”
“Well I’ve got a few more things I want to experience. Shall I list them for everybody?”
We all chorused “Yes” and she said. “OK. I want to have crystal eat my pussy and I want to eat hers. I want to watch the three of you suck cock and I want Rick and Mark to do the double penetration thing with me.”
I said, “Everything’s cool except the sucking cock bit.”
She said, “Look, it’s a fantasy. I saw Rick cleaning crystal’s pussy when it was full of your jizz and Mark licked Rick’s off me. You are going to suck my nipple right now and it’s coated with Mark.” She held a titty to my face, and I stuck out my tongue. It tasted salty, but not unpleasant.
She said, “See, that was the tough part. I don’t want you guys to come,  but I want to watch it while I get eaten. The three of you in a circle. Three mouths, three cocks. It seems so easy. We were drunk and easy. I saw Crystal settle down in front of her pussy, and saw her tongue begin its work. We arranged ourselves on the floor.  None of us were hard,  I leaned over Rick’s legs, looking at his cock, which lay fat on his leg. I picked it up and put the head in my mouth and licked it slowly, just as I felt Mark do the same to me. He took the whole thing down and swirled his tongue along the bottom of the shaft. I felt myself start to thicken, at the same time that I felt Rick’s cock start to grow.  Soon he was hard, and I started to apply myself. Little spurts of precum oozed out and I licked them with my tongue. I lifted his balls in one hand and sucked them one by one in my mouth, tasting the salty tang of my own jizz.
Julie was watching and I leaned back to show her the effect of my cock- sucking. As she watched I put his entire cock in my mouth and then licked my tongue around the head. She started climaxing loudly, cursing and shouting as she held Crystal’s head. Soon she had reversed and was eating Crystal. Crystal was in heaven, holding up her legs and urging Julie’s tongue deeper. Suddenly I felt the vein at the back of Jack’s cock start to pulse and I knew I was about to get a load. I didn’t know whether to stop, and finish by hand or just to stop, but then it was too late and my mouth was filling. I started swallowing, and felt my cock starting to do the same. Rick and I finished cumming at the same time and I looked up to see Crystal and Julie watching as Mark filled Rick’s mouth. Cum ripped out the side and Julie and Crystal ran over, saying, we want some too.
We all thought we were finished, but my little energizer bunny wanted the last round. I’ll work real hard at getting you ready, she said to Rick and Mark. She rubbed her tits over both of them and then asked crystal for assistance. To both their credit it only took a few minutes of combined effort before both Mark and Rick were ready for the last fuck. Julie invited Mark into her ass and then Rick slid down in front to enter her pussy. It seemed forever before they all came, but that’s probably because I was exhausted, even though Crystal and I were sixty-nining watching the scene. Neither of us came, but I got hard and she spooned with me, guiding my cock once more into her tight little hole. I fucked her slowly for about ten minutes before I hiked her to her knees and gave her a last pounding.
Julie fetched a towel and dried us all off. Our goodbyes ere somewhat muted, I think because we were all just fucked out. Next morning we had a late breakfast,. Julie looked at me and said, ‘I remember everything. It was wonderful. What are we doing tonight?”

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I walked up to her and took her in my arms. I felt her arms around me, her soft kiss against my throat and than she broke contact. Chris moved backwards to the table and took of her top and let it fall to the floor. I saw her in her bra, even though it was to dark to see the color I knew it as red. I followed her, we kissed again while my hands moved softly over er back…  Clair pushed my t-shirt up, we had to break our kiss so she could push it over my head. She pushed me a bit back and opened the buttons of my jeans, pushing them together with my boxer down. She dropped down on her knees and I felt the soft touch of her lips… it was so exiting, I though it was a dream and suddenly I will wake up alone in bed. But instead of waking up I felt Clair softly liking my hard shaft, I felt the tip of her tongue gliding over my hot flesh leaving a soft wet track. It was great, I just couldn’t believe it that she was giving me a blow job in  the student union. I felt so hot, so excited and the energy waves raced through my body, the soft pressure in my balls. I knew if she continued like that I would explode shortly. I took her shoulders and pushed her up. It was to dark to really look in her eyes. I felt like saying something but instead I kissed her on her lips, just to feel that her tongue tried to find a way between my lips to great me. I opened my mouth and our kiss was looked again.  I was standing nude, the jeans around my ankle in front of Clair… but I didn’t care. I enjoyed her touches, her fingertips gliding over my back, her tongue playing with mine. I broke the Kiss and tried to step one step back but I fell over my own jeans hanging around my feet. Clair started to laugh loudly.  “Shhht Clair, someone will hear us.” 
 ” That’s so funny Tom…” 
“What?” 
“You falling down…” 
“You’re making fun of me?” I said pretending to be insulted. Clair came next to me… I saw up her legs as she stood there… Clair reached to her back and opened her bra, dropping it on my body. She slipped out of her shoes and started opening her jeans slowly… 
“You… you’re…?” 
Clair stepped out of her jeans and let it drop next to us. She got down and kissed me and if felt her hand reaching for my hard dick. She turned around and started softly sucking my head again. Her hot, wet and soft lips felt so good. I touched her and I was nearly able to kiss her legs. I turned and started licking and kissing her soft skin. Clair moved over my head, spreading her legs… she lowered herself and I could smell her sex, touch it with my nose, feel the heat… I pushed my head up… touched her with my tongue… I felt a shiver as my tongue made first contact with her sex… it was wet… I couldn’t believe it, we were here, nude, sucking and licking each other.