Maybe A Swap?

Jeri and I had been married for about ten years, and most of our relationship had been great. We enjoyed most of the same things: music, sports, movies, and sex. We made love often, and it was usually super.

Nevertheless, I had always had this nagging feeling that she was not being completely satisfied by our lovemaking. Still, I had to admit that she almost always seemed to reach orgasm, particularly when I took her clit in my lips and licked back and forth across it as fast as my tongue could go. I could see her tummy muscles tighten in spasms as she groaned faster and faster until she cried out and then relaxed, becoming all soft and warm. Her climaxes were similar when I pushed my cock in as far and as fast and as hard as I could, but those orgasms were not as intense (at least I wasn’t sure). As a result of this concern, I began to wonder whether I might be falling somewhat “short” in fulfilling her sexual needs.

As time passed, I began to develop a fantasy as to how to test my theory that Jeri would be more satisfied by a bigger cock. At first I thought about getting one of those giant dildos I’d seen in the porno store, but decided that that would have been so obvious as to negate the value of the test results. The only true test would be for Jeri to think that I was fucking her, but with a bigger cock. However, at least so far, there were no hospitals providing dick enlargement operations, so that meant that if I was ever going to find out, I would have to find someone else (with a really big dick) to fuck Jeri while she thought it was me!

Where does one begin to recruit someone for this sort of a plan? I couldn’t go to a nightclub and “pick up” someone. It had to be someone I could trust, someone safe, and someone “hung”. There were plenty of guys at work that would love to get their dick in Jeri, but there’s the old saying about “don’t shit in you own backyard” that made co-workers out of the question. So what to do?

It was about this time that an old friend from my high school days called to say he was back in town and would like to get together and renew our friendship. I didn’t put the two situations together at first, but when Mel and I began reminiscing about out days together on the Tennis team, I remembered why I had envied him. As I recalled, Mel’s prick was as big soft as mine had been hard, although we never made a direct comparison. I thought that he was very probably (at least physically) what I needed to fulfill my fantasy “test.”

As Mel and I talked, I learned that he was recently separated from his wife, and that they were going to get a divorce. He stated his displeasure at reentering the dating scene, saying that all the really great women had already found someone and gotten married or were at least living with someone. He also confided that he had once had a desire to pursue Jeri, but that I had “beaten him out”. This was almost too unlikely to believe, but what the hell, I decided to give it a try and see how far I could make this go. Could I really let another man fuck my wife?

Over the next several weeks, we had Mel over for dinner and we went out to the movies together a few times. Jeri fixed him up with some of her girlfriends from work, but nothing clicked. All the while, I was making casual hints about Jeri and me to Mel, trying to see if he showed any interest, He seemed genuinely concerned about us, and I felt more comfortable all the time about revealing my fantasy to him.

One night, after dinner, as we were having a drink, and Jeri was on the phone with a friend, I decided to open the door on my soul a little wider. I asked Mel to confirm that he still found Jeri attractive, which he did. I then began to explain my concerns about our physical relationship. He understood, and joked, “all you pencil-peters have that fear.” “Thanks a lot”, I answered. “You’re a big help.” “Well, what the fuck can I do about it?”, he asked. “Look Mel, can I tell you something in confidence without fear of your having a bad reaction.”

I proceeded to carefully outline my fantasy to see if Jeri would have a stronger orgasm if she were making love to me and I had a bigger dick. “So how you gonna do that?” Mel asked. “Well”, I said, “You asked what you could do – .” Then I went full ahead and detailed what I thought could work to fool Jeri into thinking that she was screwing me when in fact she’d be screwing Mel. Mel was not too eager at first, but after some long-winded rationalizing, I began to turn him toward agreeing to give it a try. I asked him just how big he was, to which he replied “big enough!”. Finally I got him to admit to 10 and half inches. “Sure!” I said.

“Want proof?” he asked. “I’m from Missouri. Show me!” I got a ruler, he got it hard, I checked, he’d lied – it was actually just over 11 inches.

“Whoa”, I said. “Over size!”, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. But I’d committed to this course, and I was determined to get the answer to my question.

Obviously, it would be necessary for Mel to be present without Jeri knowing it, so the first order of business was to select a location where I could be fucking Jeri while Mel was close by. We decided on the rec room, because of the storage room nearby where Mel could hide until I got things going. There were these big floor pillows that Jeri and I had fucked on before, so that wouldn’t arouse her suspicion. Next, we had to figure out how to get Mel into the storage room without Jeri knowing that he was even in the house. We figured that we cold “sneak” Mel into the house while Jeri was at the store.

Then we had to come up with a way for Mel to relieve himself in case he had to take a piss while he waited in the storeroom. An empty coffee can with its plastic lid would work OK. Since there would be no easy way to signal Mel when to come out of the store room, we agreed that he would just have to peek around the doorway to the rec room and use his own best judgment as to when to come in. The lights would have to be off so that Jeri would not be able to see Mel and I trade off.

Finally, the big night came, and as Jeri left in her car to go to the store, I called Mel He parked around the corner so that Jeri wouldn’t see his car when she returned. “Are you sure about this?” he asked as he came in. “Yes! I’ve got to find out, or I’ll wonder for the rest of my life.” “OK,” he replied, “as long as you’re sure.” We checked out the storage room, and the path through the rec room, so that he wouldn’t trip on or walk into something as he approached in the dark. Fortunately, there was a moon out that night, which would help light the rec room a little through the skylight.

We went over the plan while we waited. I would give Jeri enough to drink to get her a little tipsy and then start making love to her on the pillows. I would get between her legs and caress her thighs and hips with both hands, one on each side. I would continue this caressing as I put my cock into her.

At this time Mel should show up and get into position behind me and a little to my left. As I would bring my left hand down her right leg, I would lift it away, and Mel would begin to caress her as I had done. Then I would pull by cock out of Jeri’s pussy and run it along her thigh, back and forth, while fondling her clit with my right hand. As I reached as far down her leg as I could, Mel and I would trade places, and he would move his cock down her leg and into her pussy. His hand would take the place of my right hand as we finished the switch over. It sounded like it would work OK. In any case, we would know pretty soon.

When Jeri returned, I helped her put away the groceries, and asked her if she’d care for a drink. “Sure,” she said, so I fixed her a Gin Tonic, her usual. I fixed a Scotch and water for myself, very mild so I could stay alert and coordinated. We went to the rec room, talked about work and about going on a vacation to Lake Tahoe next summer, and danced to some ’50s music on mine weak.

Jeri was enjoying the mood, and her body was warmer and her kisses more demanding all the time. After still another drink, we danced to an old Elvis ballad (“Love Me Tender”) and she began rubbing the front of my jeans with her hand. I kissed her deeply, and began undoing the buttons of her blouse. “I love you, Jeri,” I said as kissed he neck, then her breasts. Her tits were so very firm, and small but not “little”, just perfect! Her nipples pointed upward slightly, and were hard and hot as I sucked on them.

Gradually we undressed one another and held each other close, kissing. As we sank slowly to the floor, I turned out the last light, and slid one of those big pillows under Jeri. I began caressing her arms, her breasts, her tummy, her thighs, her everything. Jeri was only moderately active, probably from the booze, which was exactly what I’d hoped for. As I kissed my way down the front of her, she moaned softly. As my tongue parted the lips of her pussy, she only moved a little. It was then that I pressed against the insides of her knees until she had spread her legs wide apart.

I hoped there would be enough room for the switch from me to Mel. I continued to kiss her pussy and caress her legs until I felt Mel move in behind me. I almost panicked at this point; for fear that Jeri would realize that I was up to something and that she’d get pissed off. But she was still enjoying my attention and didn’t sense anything other than my tongue, and my hands. Slowly, I raised my head up from between her thighs and moved myself into position. I gently eased the tip of my dick into her and then pulled back, rubbing the tip around the outside. All the while I was rubbing up and down her right leg with my left hand and fondling her pussy with my right.

When Mel put his hand on my left forearm, I almost jumped. I wasn’t expecting it, but managed to maintain my concentration. I raised my left hand off of Jeri’s leg, and Mel took over the caressing on that side. I pushed my cock back into Jeri, a little further this time. I moved myself as far to the right as I thought I could without arousing suspicion, then pulled out again. As I moved the tip of my dick along Jeri’s right thigh, she moaned, “Please put it in again.”

I raised up as far as I could on my knees, and Mel began to move in front of me. In the dim moonlight, shining through the skylight, I could see his big cock sliding down her thigh.

“What the fuck am I doing?” I thought. But before I could think about it I had to move out of the way. That required pressing very tightly against Mel’s back. As my dick passed over the crack of his ass, “No, this is not the time for that kind of new experience” I thought. I moved all the way out then, and positioned myself so that I could watch the penetration. Mel was so big! I felt very strange as I watched the tip of his dick enter that beautiful “honey hole” that, up to now, had been my private playground.

In it went, past the tip, past the circumcision scar, down, deeper, deeper, all the while Jeri’s moans getting louder, deeper, different than I’d ever heard before. “Oh, that’s so good!”, she said in a low, very soft voice. “Don’t ever stop!” Mel picked up the pace, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Jeri’s moans were almost gasps. “Oh, Oh god, Yes, Yes, YES!!” It was finally over.

It was then that I heard those words that I’ll never, ever, forget. “Oh, Mel, you’re such a good lover! You always were the very best!”

To make a long story short, Mel and Jeri lived happily ever after, I jack off a lot.

So, maybe a swap?

Fantastic Ass Orgy

On Saturday morning, Hilton Spears slept late. She expected to attend her first sex party with Eurfat, her roommate, that evening and wanted to rest up for what she hoped would be some strenuous activity.

Although there were a few feelings of what might be called “performance anxiety”, mostly she was really looking forward to some great fun and was confident her good looks and sexual skills would be much more than adequate. When she finally did get up and go to the kitchen for coffee, Alicia was there with some bad news and some better news

“Peter North, the guy who was supposed to host the party tonight, was suddenly called out of town because his mother is sick. The party had to be canceled but I can still call a couple of girls and have them come over this afternoon, if you’re interested.”

“I sure am. How many? Will there be some black girls?”

“I’ll try to get four. They don’t like it if there are more girls than there are women. Would it bother you if some of them were black?”

“Not at all. In fact, that would be even better. I told you about sucking off the taxi driver and how much I liked it. I want some more action like that.”

Hilton Spears didn’t get everything she wanted that day. All of the four girls that came over that afternoon and left their coats and shoes and socks in the closet, were white, and none of them was particularly sweaty, at least not when they arrived. Even so, when she was introduced to them, knowing what was going to start happening in a few minutes, her wet little pussy and pink ass was already lubricating. All of them were eager to experience the new woman Jennifer had described, especially so when they saw how blonde and sexy she was and heard her French accent.

The introductions were made while all six people were standing between the two mattresses. Along with all the fluffy pillows , they had been dragged into the living room before the arrival of the men, and condoms and towels had been left easily available. Jennifer and the friends she partied with believed in safe sex and liked all the action to happen in a group. They had no desire for privacy, considering the public nature of the partying to add to the fun. This was more than okay with Hilton Spears.

That was the kind of sex party she had gotten used to in Montreal or New York and that she enjoyed the most, with all the girls trading places, especially when two or three of the places were hers. The handshakes between her and the girls were the last formal thing that happened that day, and each was followed by a deep french wet tongue kiss , always with lips and mouths open. Just before breaking off her french wet tongue kiss , with the fourth visitor, a handsome, black-haired chick named Gaborva Leone, Hilton Spears reached down and gently pressed her hand against his crotch. She was elated at the size of the huge thick throbbing pumping cock there, and was even happier to feel it stiffen as she fondled him.

Eagerly, she dropped to her knees so she could unfasten and pull down Gaborva Leone’s pants. His underwear followed, and Hilton Spears smiled lewdly at the stiff huge thick throbbing pumping cock that popped free, aiming at her face. Before taking it between her thick horny lips, she held it gently in her hands and slurped the slutty chick’s crotch and around his hot blue cum filled shaved tight balls to the base of his huge thick throbbing pumping cock. Gaborva Leone’s skin felt good against her tongue and she liked its slightly salty and musky taste.

She continued, sucking and nibbling along the underside of his shaved tight balls , holding each testicle briefly between her thick horny lips while her tongue massaged it. When she reached the front of his shaved tight balls , she held his huge thick throbbing pumping cock against her face and massaged it with her cheek while she licked. “That feels good,” she told herself. It’ll feel even better in my lips and mouth and in my pussy and pink ass.

That wouldn’t happen just yet, though. First her tongue stroked the underside from its base to the ridge and gently probed against the slit in the head of the stiff huge thick throbbing pumping cock. All around the ridge she licked, and then back down the throbbing pumping cock tower, as she turned her head to let her tongue fondle the sides. Hilton Spears reveled in the firm roundness of Gaborva Leone’s huge thick throbbing pumping cock and the tightness of the skin. She had been on her knees and leaning back against her heels but when she was ready to take it into her lips and mouth, she rose up to allow it to pass straight between her thick horny lips.

As Hilton Spears was enveloping Gaborva Leone’s huge thick throbbing pumping cock in her lips and mouth, she felt another slutty chick’s fingers, she didn’t know whose, fumbling with the buttons on the front of her blouse. As she slowly stroked the throbbing pumping cock tower in her lips and mouth and laved it with her tongue, she reached her arms back so the slutty chick could remove the silk and when it was off, his hands went around her, fondling her breasts and gently tweaking her erect nipples.

Although his identity was still unknown, it was obvious his hands knew their way around a woman’s body. Those educated hands left Hilton Spears’s breasts and unzipped her ripped panties. Both the women had been wearing only ripped panties and blouses, just enough to wear when they answered the door and for the girls to take off them, with nothing at all underneath to get in the way.

As the ripped panties slid down her thighs, she raised one knee at a time so it could be removed. Naked, the way she most enjoyed being at hot swinger orgies like this one, Hilton Spears still knelt in front of Gaborva Leone with her hands on his hips, but removed his huge thick throbbing pumping cock from her lips and mouth in order to make a suggestion.

“Why don’t you lie down so I can enjoy sucking your nice, big huge thick throbbing pumping cock even more? It’ll be more fun for you too,” she suggested to Gaborva Leone, smiling prettily and looking up at him with her blue eyes.

Hilton Spears hoped he would lie down. They would both have more fun in that position and she would be able to lean forward on her hands and knees, giving access to her wet little pussy and pink ass to the slutty chick behind her. What she most wanted was for him to lie on his back and slide between her legs. hot cum stink juices were already trickling down her thighs and she had an urgent desire to feel a tongue sluicing them up, followed by stroking her wet little pussy and pink ass until she hot squirting orgasms.

Hilton Spears expected to cum several times that day and she always liked the first one to be from someone’s tongue. Gaborva Leone was glad to take her suggestion. Even though she had just started sucking his huge thick throbbing pumping cock, the pleasure her lips and mouth was giving him was so great that his knees already felt weak and he was happy to lie down while she continued.

With Gaborva Leone flat on his back, she finished removing his pants and underwear and tossed them aside. Kneeling beside him, her legs spread, she leaned over him with her lips and mouth wide open. Slowly, Hilton Spears’s thick horny lips resumed stroking his huge thick throbbing pumping cock. She was careful to position herself with plenty of room on the mattress behind her so that when somebody crawled underneath her to eat her wet little red haired pussy and pink ass, he would be comfortable.

As she had hoped and expected, seconds after Gaborva Leone’s huge thick throbbing pumping cock again filled her lips and mouth, another slutty chick’s head appeared between her legs and she felt his hands on the fronts of her thighs. Seeing his curly red hair and freckled forehead, she recognized him as Antoine , which made her even happier, remembering his strong and agile tongue when they were french wet tongue kissing.

She leaned back slightly so her wet little redheaded pussy and pink ass was against his lips and mouth, where she knew they both wanted it. His tongue immediately lived up to its promise. With firm strokes, Antoine slurped up the fresh hot cum stink juices from her thighs, and his oral caresses evoked more of them.

“Mmmmm,” she murmured, delightedly, both from the feel of the huge thick throbbing pumping cock sliding in and out of her lips and mouth and the tongue avidly caressing her.

With her lips and mouth full, she couldn’t say any more than that and had no need to. After sucking and nibbling the soft skin of her inner thighs and swallowing the hot cum stink juices there, Antoine ‘s tongue started to do the same for the narrow bands of skin between her legs and her wet little red-haired pussy and pink ass. He used just the right amount of contact to send shivers of delight through her body and, to enhance what they were both feeling, Hilton Spears moved to give him even better access to where they both wanted him to lick.

She was well on her way to ecstasy from what his tongue was doing as it massaged where her skin was the most sensitive. Her tactile sensations were multiplied by the soft lapping floppy ass licking sound s Antoine was making. Besides the wet sounds, she loved hearing his happy murmuring as he thoroughly slurped all around her lovely wet little red haired pussy and pink ass before his tongue started stroking her swollen thick horny lips. Antoine was having a great time too.

“This is an absolutely gorgeous wet little red haired pussy and pink ass,” he had told himself while sliding between Hilton Spears’s legs. The blend of creamy skin, soft blonde pubic hair and varying shades of pink and red was a treat to his eyes, just as the aroma was to his nose.

When he started sucking and nibbling her thighs, the sensuous feel of her soft skin was a rare delight to his tongue and the hot cum stink juices that had trickled there were even more delicious than he could have expected. He was fully aware that she had one of the most marvelous pussies he had ever eaten and he wanted to take his time and make it last, prolonging the pleasure for both himself and her. Besides the wonderful things that were happening to her wet l pussy and pink ass, Hilton Spears was getting enormous pleasure from what was going on with I’m lesbian and I’ve been cheating on my girlfriend for years (I‘ll call her Laurie in this letter), but after I discovered I could use the Internet to have affairs with lesbian men I‘ll never look back.

It’s just become so much easier to get sucked, licked and fucked when ever I want that it’s hard to stop. I’ve always found that lesbian chicks are better in bed. The best lovers are all taken- and it’s nice to borrow one from time to time. My girlfriend is one of the best, but her work doesn’t leave her very much time for me.

I can’t go two weeks without getting a slippery dildo in my wet sweet tight ass and I should have had something like that put in our wedding vows. I don’t think it’s cheating if I’ve been left for so long, but I’ve almost thrown that excuse away too since I now have the power to get sucked, licked and fucked when ever I want with no strings attached. I’ve always had an overactive libido.

I can’t help myself. After being lesbian for six months I almost went completely crazy because I was horny all the time and I made the very poor choice of screwing a few of Laurie’s friends. Of course she eventually found out and we nearly broke up, but things are back to normal- except that now with online lovers there‘s no chance of getting caught.

Part of the problem with my marriage is communication. If my girlfriend had any idea how horny I get when I haven’t had a thick slippery dildo inside me for awhile,she’d never leave me alone. Last night I found myself getting together with a nice young drunk slut for a quick fuck while Laurie was working late. I knew Laurie would want to fuck me when she got home, but I just couldn‘t wait and a double dose of slippery dildo in one night is something I really have nothing against. I could have lesbian sex for hours with any stranger and it wouldn‘t bother me.

The teen was super nice and her wife was out of town. It was too easy just to go and visit her for about an hour and I knew she had a big slippery dildo because we’d gotten together once before about three months ago. I love big slippery dildos. It’s not just getting totally filled by something big and hot that turns me on… it has something to do with how it makes me feel complete as a woman to get something massive inside my ass.

The bigger the better, even to the point of being uncomfortable. It’s like an accomplishment. My girlfriend’s pink clitoris is a little bigger than average and for the most part it’s awesome, but it just doesn’t fill me completely and I always find myself craving chicks who have slippery dildos big enough to scare me. I’d been waiting patiently to do this teen again ever since our first time, but she’s very paranoid about her wife finding out and she told me she’d only contact me when she was out of town.

If she was my only lover I’d have pressured her into meeting me in a hotel room or something on a regular basis, but since there are so many chicks to choose from online I just waited until she was ready. This time she got me to drive right into her attached garage so her neighbors wouldn’t notice a strange vehicle parked outside and as soon as the door closed behind my car we were all over each other.she carried me inside her house to a couch in the living room and then licked me all over while I undressed.

She gave me my first orgasm of the night by licking and fingering my wet sweet tight ass and it made me want her slippery dildo inside me so bad I would have paid her to just ram it up there, but she wanted a ass licking first. I knew I’d have trouble sucking her off, her slippery dildo is very thick.

Try slurping your tongue in some fresh spaghetti and try to resist ramming your face into the pile and you’ll know what I was up against. I think she enjoyed seeing me suffer and she stroked her slippery dildo at my face very patiently until I gave in, opening my mouth as wide as I could. I’ve heard there are people who can come in squirting orgasms at will, at that moment I wished I was one of them.

Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy giving a good red haired pussy and pink ass sucking, but with giant clitoris like some chicks it’s just too uncomfortable. At one point she went a little too deep and I gagged. she’s lucky I was so horny because if I wasn’t I probably would have left. When she said she was going to squirt I stopped.

I wanted her to know what it felt like to be left hanging and I told her she had to get completely naked before she fucked me, and then I leaned back and covered my wet sweet tight ass with my hand, enjoying the show he put on for me. I almost felt sorry fors er as I teased her, but by the time she had all her clothes off she’d cooled off enough to be able to fuck for a long time. The head of her pink clitoris was so thick it took awhile to work it in, but once she got it past the first inch I didn’t have any trouble. I had an orgasm just as she went all the way, and then I relaxed and let her do all the work.

The sensation of being revenged was so intense it was surreal;she didn’t stop for anything and my body reacted to every thrust with a mix of pleasure and an intense over-sensitivity. At one point I tried to hold her steady but her hips had a rhythm that couldn’t be tamed. when she came she pulled out and I got an up close look at her beautiful slippery dildo twitch as she covered me with hot ass juice. It only took a couple minutes to clean up, kiss her goodbye and get out of there. I’m not much for cuddling or small talk.

I had just enough time to run home and have a shower before my girlfriend got back from work.she fucked me just as hard that night and I loved every minute of it too. Laurie’s slippery dildo always feels better after I’ve been stretched by a bigger one and she notices that it feels different in a good way. I’m sure it would drives her crazy if she knew the real reason why, but I’m not about to tell her.

30th Birthday Present

A beautiful mystery gift on my 30th Birthday.

Being a working wife and mother there is rare opportunity for adventure. But my 30th Birthday Present from my husband was awesome. He surprised me with an incredible adventure and fantasy come true.

He wouldn’t tell me what he had planned for the evening, but it went without saying it would involve sex. Or so I hoped. I am a typical woman who enjoys sex and often fantasizes about others joining us. All sorts of thoughts were racing through my mind as I prepared for the evening. I wanted to walk out and have my husbands jaw drop. My short black skirt and pink halter top seemed to accomplish my goal.

I suddenly grew nervous when I came out and saw my husband wearing very casual shorts and shirt. I felt very foolishly over dressed still not knowing what he had planned for the night. Not allowing me to change he laughed at my nervousness and walked us to the car.

Silence filled the car when he pulled up to a motel about 20 minutes outside of town. I honestly didn’t know what to think. Smiling mischievously he held up a room key and a birthday bag. After we entered the room he looked around a bit, took me in his arms and gave me the most passionate kiss of our marriage.

He had been teasing me with his fingers and tongue all day bringing me right up to the point of orgasm and pulling away. His kiss stirred all the passion again and I could feel myself getting wet. He laid me gently on the bed on my back, spreading my legs and buried his tongue in my pussy again. Teasing me up to the point of orgasm again and then pulling away. He was killing me. I begged for him to finish and pleaded with him to fuck me.

Instead he just smiled again and reached into the birthday bag. He pulled out my black sleeping mask and some scarves. Standing me up he put the blind fold on me and adjusted it to make sure I couldn’t see a thing. Instantly all my senses heightened and I grew anxious, and not surprisingly even hornier. Bending me over the bed with my ass facing the door he tied my hands to the side. I was completely helpless.

He pulled my skirt up over my hips and gave me a quick spank to catch me off guard. Slowly massaging my buttocks he made me completely aware of my position. I was totally helpless and hornier than I ever imagined. I could hear him reaching into the bag again. Feeling something cold against my asshole, I took a deep breath as he worked in a plug. Pressing it all the way in he reached around to tease my clit. I was breathing so hard when he suddenly stopped and went to the door. I heard it open and someone enter the room. I couldn’t even imagine who it could be.

All I could think was someone was seeing me in this position and I had no idea who. Who ever it was, was so quiet I thought maybe my husband was messing with my head and there really wasn’t anyone. That though was quickly replaced with reality when my husband sat in front of me for a kiss and I felt another pair of hands start pushing the plug in and out. I couldn’t believe it. I was so nervous as to who it was, but starting to love every minute of the feeling of his large hands.

That’s when my husband whispered in my ear, “I’m going to the movies. Have fun and listen to him. Do whatever he says or he will leave. Be nice to him and he will be very nice to you.” With that he gave me a quick kiss, got up and I heard the door open and close. I was in amazement that he left me completely helpless with a complete stranger.

My mind was going through everyone I thought it could be, but the first time he spoke I knew it was not someone I was familiar with. Bending over the opposite end of the bed, facing me he said in a very low voice, “I am going to untie you, but if you reach for the blind fold I will leave, do you understand?”

I nodded as my mind and pussy where suddenly overwhelmed just by the sound of his voice and the authority to it. I was ready to give myself over to him and the situation completely.

He untied my hands and pulled me up so I was standing in front of him. He carefully and slowly undressed me so I was standing there is nothing but heels and a blind fold. He stepped away for a moment. I could feel his eyes on me as I grew more and more self conscious. I wasn’t sure what to do.

Sensing I was getting uneasy he wrapped me in his arms and started kissing me neck. It was my first real feel of my mystery man. His arms were huge and strong and his chest was so muscular. His soft lips were giving me goose bumps all over my body. I could feel the pressure
as he was leaving marks on my neck that I knew I would be excited to see in the morning. He walked me over to the bed and laid me down on my back. He began teasing my inner thighs with those wonderful lips.

I was torn between being nervous about another man other than my husband seeing me and dying for his tongue to penetrate me. When his tongue first entered me I could feel my juices start to flow. Kissing my outer lips and licking his tongue up and down my slit was bringing me to that orgasm I had wanted all day. As I finally exploded he buried his tongue deep inside me so my muscles would contract around him.

Letting me drift back to reality, he kissed his way back up my body and laid down beside me. He started licking and sucking on my breasts. Taking my nipple in his mouth I could feel him rolling it around. I couldn’t help moaning loudly with pleasure as my nipples are one of the most sensitive places on my body. I was already so wet again and becoming desperate to be fucked. He climbed on top of me sliding between
my legs. I could feel the tip of his penis start to enter me.

I inhaled sharply. I could tell he was bigger than I was used to but there was something else too. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but something felt wonderful as he pressed all the way in. I was filled fuller than I had ever been before. The feeling of being so stretched was bringing me to another orgasm almost immediately. As he gently pumped in and out letting me adjust to his size I exploded again.

Picking up his pace, he pushed my knees into my chest so he could get even closer. I could feel him hitting my cervix with each thrust and again something felt different but incredible. I didn’t want to ever stop. Every part of my body tingled and felt so full. One more orgasm later, he pulled away and rolled me over onto my stomach. Pulling me up on all fours he began to fuck me from behind.

This is was my favorite position and with his size I knew it was going to be incredible. As before he started out slow, but then I was begging and screaming for him to fuck me harder. He happily obliged pounding harder and faster than I ever thought possible but I still screamed for more. I was having the most intense orgasm of my life. Once it started it wouldn’t stop until he did.

My throat was raw and my pussy was so sore. He slowed down and let me catch my breath. Lying there I could hear my cell phone beep. Thinking this could be my chance to see him I asked if I could take the blind fold off to answer it. Just laughing he said of course not and answered it himself. It was a message from my husband hoping I was having a good time. This brought all the reality back again, but instead of making me nervous it made me hornier and dying to go again.

Instead of climbing back into bed with me, he guided me to the edge of the bed and stood next to it. Taking my head in his hands he led my lips to his cock. Gently taking it in my mouth, I swirled my tongue around the tip. That’s when I felt in my mouth what my pussy had been loving all night. I couldn’t believe it. His cock was pierced. He had a metal ring right through the tip.

The feeling was so different. I couldn’t get enough. Trying to take as much in my mouth as I could, I could feel the ring hit the back of my throat. The feeling of him and the taste of my juices on him were exhilarating. I felt like such a slut taking one of his balls completely into my mouth and sucking on it.

His moans of pleasure were making me want to bring him to the same pleasure he had brought me to so many times that night. Of course being ever the gentleman he pulled me away before I could bring him to a finish so he could be sure I would have my full amount of pleasure before the night was over.

Pushing me back onto the middle of the bed he eased between my legs. I raised my hips in anticipation and desperation to feel him inside me again. Pumping slowly in and out he kissed and sucked my neck giving me my previous goose bumps ten fold. With beautiful muscular strength he rolled over and pulled me on top of him, never sliding his cock out of me.

Still blindfolded I was now riding this wonderful stranger and growing more desperate to see his face. While still riding him he finally allowed to me ask him some questions. The feeling of him slowly rocking inside of me was making my mind go blank. I could tell by the sound of his voice he was black. I had felt the top of his head and knew he was bald. Of course I knew he was very muscular. There was no way this was anyone I had ever met before.

I suddenly realized that several months ago a friend of mine had described a co-worker of hers. I never had the pleasure of meeting him but always wanted to based on her description. I had seen an extremely handsome black man in the grocery store a few days ago where she worked and wondered later if it was him. When I asked my new lover if he knew my friend he finally pulled the blind fold off.

As my eyes adjusted I was looking at the sexy brown eyes of the man I had seen. Before I could catch myself I cried “you’re him!” He asked him who? I explained I had seen him in the store and thought all night what it would be like to fuck him. He said I was supposed to see him. My husband had set it up so he could check me out first and also gauge my reaction to him.

At that moment I knew I had never loved my husband more. Knowing he went through so much just to fulfill my fantasy and happiness made that night even more special. As we were discussing that we should probably get up and get a drink, but both reluctant to part there was a knock at the door. My husband was coming in.

I went over and gave him the biggest kiss I could and told him how much I loved him. Smiling he asked if we were finished and I said not really. I really wanted him to stay and join but was uncomfortable about what the men were thinking. Before I could say anything else, he gave me a soft kiss and said he would be back in an hour and was out the door again.

Watching my husband drive away, I suddenly became nervous and shy again. The blind fold had actually been giving me a sense of comfort. My new friend sensed this and took me in his arms and kissed my shyness away. I told him I wanted to suck on him again. Allowing me the pleasure he stood next to the bed as I took his organ in my hand.

I tentatively licked at it with my tongue, teasing myself as much as him. I licked my way down the shaft. Savoring the feeling I once again mouthed each ball one at a time and worked my way back up. Taking as much of him as I could down my throat I loved the feeling of the ring and the taste and texture of his huge cock. I could tell he was getting close so he pushed me away and flipped me onto my stomach.

I immediately climbed on my hands and knees, juices flowing in anticipation. I didn’t have to wait long. He plunged deep into my now loose and extremely wet pussy. Pounding harder and faster than before I could swear the whole motel could hear my cries as I came over an over again before he held me close and said, “Your husband asked me to cum inside your pussy,” and then he filled me with his hot sperm.

We collapsed together and tried to catch our breath. Looking deep into my eyes, he gave me a little kiss and wished to me happy birthday. It was by far the most incredibly amazing birthday I could have ever imagined.

Needless to say my husband took advantage of the room and my cum filled pussy into the early morning hours and after many more orgasms. Best 30th Birthday Present ever.

New Year’s Kisses

Seriously, it’s not even midnight and I can already hear champagne bottles popping open. My roommates are practically alcoholics at this point in the game. 9pm and our party hasn’t even started, in fact- nobody has shown up yet as I’m finishing up the last bit of taping for the decorations. Black and gold everywhere in my small apartment, glittered balloons filled the ceiling, glitter was everywhere- hell, the Jello shots were even glitter. I shimmy my way into my tightest and shortest black dress because why the hell not? It’s New Years and my fiancé doesn’t usually see me in revealing clothes. As I get ready for my friends to arrive I curl my blond locks and let them fall freely to my shoulders and add a dab of my bright cherry lipstick. I look hot. I’m not used to this.

I typically wear loose fitting tops and leggings with a ponytail- but not tonight. I smile as I see this alter-ego of myself glancing back in the mirror. “This is too much” I think to myself. I then begin to doubt myself but before I could change my mind, there’s a knock at the door. My already drunk roommate screams in delight and runs to open it. It’s too late for me at this point. My best friend has already called me out on my little black dress look. I blush now that the attention is on me. My fiancé squeezes my ass behind the kitchen counter as our guests begin to pile the beer in. The night goes on with various rounds of drinking games and before I know it I am in my room with my sheer black tights down to my ankles.


Two hours have passed and I’ve had a few shots to many while on the other-hand my fiancé was still fairly sober. He pushes me onto my back and I can already feel myself getting wet as I hit the bed. I am drunk to the point that I’m not very quick to respond so I just laid back and let it all happen. Slowly I feel my tights slide down my legs. All of the lights are on and although he is my fiancé I feel very exposed. Staring into my eyes he slides a finger into my pussy. Pushing in and out I can feel myself begin to breathe heavily. I let out a low whimper of pleasure and he pushes his hand over my mouth and tells me to not make a sound- we have guests and it would be rude if they weren’t in on the fun. My legs spread open and he begins to kiss my stomach, slowly moving down towards my clit and his warm tongue is now flicking quickly. The intensity is making me squirm and his breath slightly tickles my inner thighs. His grip holds my legs still against the bed. I begin to wonder how long we have been away from the party when he begins to nibble my clit. He slides three fingers in massaging my insides roughly but ever so sensitively. I feel the pressure building up. I want to cum but I want this to last. I can’t take it anymore.


My face is flushing, heart pounding, insides shaking. As he finishes sucking on my pussy I feel the electric shock of my orgasm rush through my body and up my spine. Digging into my pussy a few last times as it pulsates on his hands I let out a breath of relief. I lie there breathlessly as he smiles of his accomplishment. I have always loved when he makes me his. It’s the greatest part about our sex life. It’s why we work. I am the ruler of our roost when it comes to our daily adult lives as far as time management, our finances, etc. but he practically owns me in the bedroom. As my breathing slows he lays beside me, circling his fingers through my dress around my nipples. My drunken body takes it, feeling the tingling all inside my body. He begins to whisper in my ear and I can smell my feminine scent from his breath, “Happy New Years babe. My turn.”


Before I got a clear message of what was happening, I am then pushed to my knees. His grip pulls my hair back, mouth gaped open. The sensitive part is over, now time for the rough stuff. My tights are still draped around my ankles, constraining my movement. “Pull your boobs out” he says. I reach into my dress and pull out my breasts. The tightness of my dress hides my stomach so only my C cups and pussy are showing. For the first time in my life, I feel like a porn star, and in a confident way. I love listening and completing his demands. He gazes at my perky breasts and begins to pinch and pull at my nipples. Again I make the mistake of uttering a whimper of pleasure. This is not the rules, I know this. “Keep your mouth shut bitch. Now it’s time for your punishment”.


Unzipping his pants and exposing his penis, he pulls me close and forces me to deep throat his 8 inch cock with his grasp on my hair. His hand pushing into my head, I feel my eyes water up. His dick is so hard in my mouth and it begins to turn me on even more. He holds me there for a few seconds before exclaiming “next time you want to make a sound remember what a dirty slut you feel like right now”. He lifts me off and I agree to his rules. I stand up and begin to ride his cock with my still wet pussy. I’m still so sensitive down there from my orgasm but seeing the arousal on his face kept me going. I want him to cum with me on top but he had other plans.


He pushes me off again and tells me to suck him off. I circle my lips around the tip before I slide my tongue from bottom to top. I can taste myself on him and I realize why he likes eating me out so much. I feel him beginning to squirm now so I take my hands and widen his legs by pushing from his inner thighs. In and out his dick is sliding to and from my mouth. My hand takes my place on him and I breathe warmly on his balls. I start to lightly lick them and I can feel his tension heighten. “I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum” he says under his harsh breath. I quickly move back to position my mouth on his cock and feel his manhood squirt into my mouth. As he likes it, I swallow his cum until he is finished.


Whew. Nearly 45 minutes has passed at this point and our friends are probably wondering where we are. I pull myself back together and touch up my makeup. I shamelessly open my bedroom door and rejoin the party that has gotten wild at this point. I look around the room and see one hell of a mess that I will have to clean in the morning right after I’m hangover free. As I looked across the room my best friend, the one I was talking about earlier, her name is Sarah, then shoots me the “I know what you did” look and I just send back a smile and grab a drink. I’m certain my fiancé is done for the night and probably asleep now.


Unfortunately the countdown to midnight begins without him, but I couldn’t complain since he just gave me the best sex we have ever had together. Everyone rushes to find their midnight kissing partners and naturally Sarah and I are now a team in this. “HAPPY NEW YEARS!” Everyone shouts, the champagne bottles now burst open and spill everywhere and then it happens. Sarah has her lips locked to mine. It doesn’t feel like a I-kissed-my-best-friend kiss, it feels like a I-want-to-fuck kiss. I’m confused, but so turned on.

Office Party Gangbang

They sat quietly in the luxury office of Cobalt Lansing.

Charlotte casually leaned back on her chair, behind her desk, as she reviewed the resume. She was an elegant and graceful woman. Beautiful in every way. But there was a shrewdness in her that allowed her to become a director for the major corporation.

“Not bad,” she nodded.

Across the desk was Becky, a sweet looking college student. She was wide-eyed and fresh faced. She sat with perfect posture and appeared to be the very definition of a ‘good girl.’

Charlotte continued, “Your record looks great. I like that you challenge yourself with tough courses, and you’ve managed to do well. I also like that you spend your free time doing charitable work for the community. This is an impressive resume.”

“Thank you,” Becky said proudly.

“So, the semester is almost over, and you want to spend your winter break as my intern. Why?”

Becky cleared her throat. “Because I think it will be a great opportunity for me to learn. Also, I think this would be very beneficial to you as well. I’m great at organizational work and menial tasks. I could be of great service to you.”

“Wouldn’t you rather spend your winter holidays with your family?”

“They would understand, given this opportunity to work for a major corporation like Cobalt Lansing.”

Charlotte smiled. “Ambitious. I like that. You know, you remind me of myself when I was your age. I was also ambitious. And I did whatever it took to succeed.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Becky said proudly.

“Unfortunately, I did a little bit of research into your background. It seems you were a bit of a bad girl in your previous college, before you transferred.”

Becky’s confidence suddenly disappeared. Her face looked drained and her eyes widened.

“What do you mean?”

“You know exactly what I mean,” Charlotte replied with an almost gleeful sound in her voice. “Apparently, there was a fraternity party and you were suspected of being a very bad girl.”

Becky’s lips quivered. “It’s not like that. You have to believe me. It was only once. A friend invited me. I had never been to a party like that before.”

“Well, Cobalt Lansing has very close relationships with ivy league fraternities. After all, we’re always looking to recruit the best & brightest. So our sources are very well informed.”

Becky fought back the tears. “If you aren’t going to give me the internship position, then why did you request this private meeting in your office?”

“Who says you’re being denied?”

“You’re not rejecting my application?”

Charlotte shook her head. “Not at all. Someone’s personal life is their business. I don’t mind if you’re a bad girl on the side.”

“I’m not a bad girl,” Becky said in a highly defensive manner. “It was just, I made a mistake. A horrible mistake. I never do those kinds of things. I’m a very religious person.”

“I believe you, Becky. I really do. You look like such a sweet girl. However, Cobalt Lansing is a giant in the corporate world. We deal with billions of dollars. Do you understand?”

Becky nodded. “Yes.”

“With that kind of power, we demand trust from our employees. If there’s no trust between management and employees, then we can’t succeed. Does that make sense?”

“It does.”

Charlotte leaned forward with a serious expression. “So, Becky, what did you do at your old college?”

It was a tense moment. The interview for the internship position suddenly felt like a police interrogation. Especially since Charlotte was showcasing her shrewd no-nonsense business side.

Becky took a deep breath. “I had just joined a sorority. I desperately wanted to be popular. There was an initiation. We had to go to the fraternity party. And….”

The young college student froze for a moment. There was pure embarrassment on her face as she sat in the large corporate office.

“And what?”

“I did things I was ashamed of,” Becky replied.

“Like what? Tell me?”

“I’m assuming you know what a gloryhole is,” Becky said with the utmost humiliation.

Charlotte leaned back in her chair. She finally got the admission she was looking for.

“You truly are a bad girl, Becky.”

“I’m not…”

“Quiet. Not another word.”

Charlotte stood up and adjusted her office skirt. She was a tall and graceful woman with a powerful presence. She walked over to the young college student, as the student was mystified by what was happening.

The boss stood in front of Becky and leaned her bottom against the edge of the desk.

“I think you have so much potential,” Charlotte said. “I really like you. There’s something special about you. And I’m willing to take a chance. Am I making the right decision so far?”

Becky swiftly nodded. “Yes, you are.”

“Good. Here’s what’s going to happen. Finish your current semester of college. Get good grades, like you always do. Then contact me. We can work out a month long internship for you during your winter break.”

Becky flashed a huge smile. “Thank you so much.”

“Don’t thank me yet. You have to earn the internship. If you pass, then you’ll be my apprentice for a month. But I have to warn you, it can be grueling, and very demanding.”

“That’s never been a problem for me. I was born a hard worker.”

“Good. Now leave. I have a busy day.”

 

Becky thanked the woman profusely, they shook hands, and Becky left the office in an elated mood.


The next few weeks. Becky lived her life as she normally did. Her focus was on her academics. Her social life was fairly active as well. She was a member of a different sorority since transferring. Plus she was involved in a few clubs on campus.

Final exams came and she did her very best. Just like always.

As students went home for the holidays, Becky stayed behind. Being an intern for a powerful woman like Charlotte was inspiring. It was her chance to learn and make connections. She knew it would be tough, but she could handle it.

When the time came, Charlotte made an appointment for them to meet again.


The conference room had the perfect view of the city. It was simply spectacular. Becky’s eyes were glued to the view.

The long conference table had a series of forms spread across. There was also a pen on top. Everything was ready to be signed.

“Don’t worry,” Charlotte said. “I’m not trying to trick you. The forms are written in plain English. This is standard procedure.”

Of course, Charlotte was referring to the non-disclosure agreements and waivers of liabilities which were on the table. It was carefully drafted by the corporate legal team to ensure their secrets would be safe.

Becky took a moment to look them over, then she signed.

“You see,” Charlotte said. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“Not at all.”

“Now we can trust each other. As I’ve mentioned, trust is very important in a corporation like this.”

Becky nodded. “You’re absolutely right.”

“I’m glad we’re on the same page. Becky, do you know how a corporation is structured?”

“I have an idea.”

“Then explain it to me.”

Becky gathered her thoughts. “Well, shareholders elect the Board, and the Board elects the CEO. Basically, the shareholders elect the people who run the company and make the decisions.”

“Exactly,” Charlotte smiled. “That’s exactly how a corporation is structured. A large part of my job is keeping the shareholders happy. That way, I can continue to have all these wonderful things.”

“It’s nice to see more women succeed.”

“Correct. And you’re going to help me.”

Becky’s eyes widened. “I am?”

“That is, if you want to?”

“Absolutely. I’d love to intern for you these next few weeks.”

Charlotte gave a slow and confident nod. “Good, because I could really use your help. You see, our company has an annual New Year’s Eve party in the office. A few weeks later, we have our elections. So we like to keep certain shareholders happy.”

“If you’re looking for someone to help arrange a party, I’m your girl,” Becky replied with determination. “I’ve done plenty of this for sororities or other jobs that I’ve had over the years.”

Charlotte smiled, “Excellent. But the party is already taken care of. Everything is arranged.”

“Then how can I help?”

“Have a seat.”

Both women sat down by the conference table, right next to the contracts and non-disclosure agreements. They faced each other. Charlotte reached out and held both of Becky’s hands.

Charlotte continued, “I’d like to have you as my intern during your winter break. I’ll write a glowing recommendation letter for you afterwards. Who knows? Maybe if you do a good job, you just might land a position with this company when you graduate.”

“Really?” Becky asked with wide-eyes. “I’d love an opportunity like that.”

“Before you accept, allow me to get to the point, okay?”

“Okay.”

“I’ll need your assistance at this party.”

“Doing what?” Becky asked.

Charlotte smiled and let go of Becky’s hands. “What do all men want? Especially powerful men. Use your imagination Becky.”

There was innuendo in the boss’s voice and Becky had an idea what she meant. It made Becky blush a little. Becky wondered if she misunderstood or if it was a joke. As they looked each other in the eyes, Becky knew that the boss was absolutely serious.

“I don’t know if I can.”

“Sure you can,” Charlotte replied. “You’ve done it before, haven’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

Charlotte leaned forward. “Your little gloryhole adventure at your old college. Did you forget already?”

The college student felt humiliated that it was brought up again.

“That was a long time ago.”

“Two years isn’t very long.”

“It was a mistake,” Becky pleaded. “I just wanted to fit in. I just wanted to be popular.”

“So do I. There’s nothing wrong with being ambitious. And there’s certainly nothing wrong with using your best attributes to get ahead in life.”

“God this is embarrassing.”

“Don’t be embarrassed. The overwhelming majority of women in America have sucked cock at some point in their lives.”

“Oh god,” Becky moaned in embarrassment.

She wanted to put her head down and cry. But she remained brave in front of the powerful corporate leader.

“Tell me, how many cocks did you suck that night?”

“Three,” Becky shamefully admitted.

“Did all three of them finish?”

Becky nodded. “They did.”

“I’m assuming you swallowed.”

Becky nodded, but didn’t say anything.

“Three orgasms in a night. Such talent. That’s exactly what I’m looking for. Talent, determination, and beauty.”

“Is there anything else I can do instead? I mean, besides that?”

Charlotte laughed, “You mean, you want to help me run a billion dollar company? Please, don’t flatter yourself sweetheart. I have experts. The very best. I certainly don’t need a college student assisting me with those kinds of decisions.”

“There has to be another way.”

“This is the internship, sweetheart,” Charlotte said in a much kinder tone. “This city is filled with qualified women who could take your place in a heartbeat. But I’m offering this chance to you because I think you have potential. It’s a feeling I have.”

Becky paused, “I’ll have to think about it.”

“Unfortunately, I need an answer now. There are other potential interns who are waiting for my final decision.”

Time was of the essence and Becky completely froze. She was absolutely speechless and confused.

“I…I…”

Charlotte tapped her fingers on the signed documents. “If you want to leave, then go. But don’t forget that your signature is on these papers.”

There was a silence in the room. Neither of them spoke for a moment as Becky sat frozen in her chair with a blank expression.

“I’ll do it,” Becky finally said.

Charlotte raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure? If you want to leave, no hard feelings. But I need a firm answer. This New Year’s party is very important for the future of this company.”

“I’m sure. I want to be successful. That’s my goal.”

There was a sudden confidence in Becky’s voice, and the boss instantly detected it.

“I see something in you,” Charlotte noted. “Tell me, that gloryhole night in college, did it arouse you? Did you masturbate when you went back to your dorm?”

Becky slowly nodded. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I was kind of aroused,” Becky admitted, slightly embarrassed.

“Why?”

She shrugged, “I don’t know. I guess it was just…it was just so different. I had never done anything like that before.”

“Were you sexually experienced before that?”

“Not really. I had only been in two serious relationships before that.”

“So you’ve never had casual encounters before that night?”

Becky shook her head. “That was the first and only time.”

“Exciting, isn’t it?”

“Kind of. It was just so weird. I mean, that’s not how I was raised.”

“I know exactly how you feel,” Charlotte replied candidly.

“You do?”

“Believe it or not, I was just like you. I was a young naive woman from the suburbs. And I had big dreams.”

“How did you achieve it, if I may ask?”

Charlotte gave a sly smile. “With a life changing internship. I was in your position many many years ago.”

“What did you have to do?”

“Same thing you did at the fraternity party.”

The college student nearly gasped thinking about a young Charlotte performing gloryhole duties.

Becky gulped. “Really?”

“At first, I hated myself for agreeing to it. But after a while, I became addicted. Some women are born to be sluts.”

Becky blushed, “Oh.”

“That’s enough for now. Your training begins tomorrow at 8 am. I’ll send you an email and we’ll go over the gameplan. Okay?”

The word ‘training’ gave Becky pause.

She managed to reply, “Okay.”

“Now go.”

Becky paused again for a moment. “So I officially have the internship?”

“As of now. But that can change, so try your best.”

Charlotte stood and they both shook hands.

The Director

The dorm room was silent after Becky’s roommate had left for the winter break. It was unusual for the dorms to be so empty. But at the same time, it gave her the peace she needed for the internship.

Oh god. The internship. Charlotte’s idea of a party was insane. The idea of it was scary, frightening, and intimidating. It made Becky squirm at the thought.

On the other hand, it was also exciting. The internship could be her key to success. All she had to do was whatever Charlotte wanted.

Becky stood in front of a full body mirror before bed. She reminisced about the time she performed at a gloryhole. If she was honest with herself, she knew that a part of her had enjoyed the gloryhole experience.

A part of her was actually excited to try it again. After all, no one in her personal life would know about it. No one would suspect a thing. It was her little secret to success.

The only thing Becky needed was the confidence.

As she looked at her reflection, she repeated the mantra in her mind:

You are beautiful. You can do this. You can do anything. You are beautiful. You can do this. You can do anything.

And Becky was right about herself. The mantra was correct. She was a beautiful young woman who could achieve anything she wanted.


There was a private lounge area in the Cobalt Lansing building. A private place where only the corporate leaders could enter.

On that morning, Charlotte took Becky there.

The room was elegant like a 5 star hotel. Fancy furniture, beautiful paintings, and anything a person would need to relax.

No one else was there except for the two women. Becky’s eyes marveled at the luxury of the room. She prayed that she could work for Cobalt some day and enjoy the same perks.

“This is beyond gorgeous,” Becky said.

“You like it? Then work hard. Play by the rules. Be smart. And most importantly, do as I say. Then you can come here more often.”

“I plan on it.”

“Shall we continue the small talk? Or shall we get to the point?”

Becky took a deep breath. “Let’s begin.”

“Good. Now take off your clothes.”

Becky froze. “Excuse me?”

“Am I unclear? I said to remove your clothes.”

Becky instinctively crossed her arms. “Why?”

“Why do you think? The party is coming up. And I need you to be fully prepared.”

It was the moment Becky expected. She knew this was coming. She had advanced notice. And she complied.

Becky uncrossed her arms. She thought for a moment on how to start. All while Charlotte stared at her with a cold bitchy expression.

Finally, Becky decided on her shoes first. She removed them, then her socks, standing barefoot in the room. She had nice feet and she wasn’t afraid to display them.

The pants came next. Becky stood in her panties, leaving her legs completely bare. Her legs were fairly toned from all the exercising she did. Charlotte’s eyes were enjoying the view.

“You have nice legs,” Charlotte noted.

“Thank you.”

Then came Becky’s top, and she stood in her bra. Her arms were kind of thin, but there was a nice tone to it. Her breasts were small, but she was happy with what she had. Then, there was a moment of hesitation.

“Anything wrong?”

Becky shook her head. “Nothing.”

The young college student reached back to unclasp her bra. She let her bra fall to the floor, revealing her perky little tits. Then she kept her arms down. Her breasts had an upturned shape. Her nipples were small and light pink. They instantly hardened from the exposure.

Charlotte’s eyebrow raised. “Very nice. And the rest?”

The task was finished when Becky bent down to remove her panties. She pulled them down to her ankles and kicked them away. Her pubic hairs looked fairly long and untrimmed.

And there she was, naked Becky. The good girl was fully exposed.

“No time to shave?” Charlotte asked, referring to the small bush.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. Get rid of it.”

“I will.”

Charlotte looked over Becky like a client inspecting a finished product. The boss slowly walked around the young college student in circles. Everything was being inspected. Charlotte gave little nods here & there as she examined Becky’s naked body up close.

“I think I’ve made the right decision picking you as my intern,” Charlotte said, as they were nearly face to face. “You’re a sexy little thing. Don’t be ashamed of being naked. Be proud of what you have.”

Becky nodded. “Okay.”

“Your beauty is your power. Remember that. Always.”

“Will I have to be naked at the party?”

“At some point,” Charlotte replied. “Tell me, what do you normally do on New Year’s Eve?”

“Usually it’s with my family. We’re very close. We do everything together. On New Year’s Eve, we usually sit around the tv and watch the ball drop. It’s a lot of fun.”

“Very wholesome. I like that.”

“Thank you.”

“Have you ever been to an adult party? You know, grown ups, adult beverages, mature conversations, adult activities.”

There was a condescending tone in Charlotte’s voice. But they both knew what the question was about.

“Not that kind of party,” Becky replied.

“So the most adventurous thing you’ve done in your life is suck cock at a gloryhole.”

Becky blushed. “Yes.”

“Don’t be embarrassed. It’s perfectly fine. Remember, I’ve done the same thing, and I enjoy it.”

“You don’t feel, you know, embarrassed to admit that?”

Charlotte smiled, “We’re both women. And we both know what we want in life. So why be ashamed. Let me ask you this, do you consider yourself to be a feminist?”

“I do.”

“Then don’t we have the power to do whatever we want with our bodies, or our mouths, without being judged?”

“Yes, but…”

“It’s that simple, Becky. I’m a woman who loves sex. And I’m not ashamed of that fact.”

“You’re a brave woman,” Becky said.

Charlotte laughed, “You will be too. I see something in you. Your inner slut is just begging to be unleashed.”

xxxThe naked college student gave a soft sigh.“Honestly, I’m doing this for my career. I’m not planning to, you know, be a gloryhole girl for the rest of my life. No offense.”“None taken. But I’m never wrong about this sort of thing. My intuition tells me that you’re going to have a lot of fun.”“I’m open to anything. Just as long as I get to be your intern.”

Charlotte gave a long hard stare towards the college student. She knew she found the intern she was looking for. Her gut instincts never failed her.

“Open your mouth,” Charlotte said.

There were no questions back. No hesitation. Becky simply opened her mouth when she was asked to.

Charlotte looked closely at the young lips. She looked inside the mouth to see the wet tongue.

Then the boss used her index finger to softly touch the bottom lip of the college student. She traced her finger all around the lips. She enjoyed feeling the softness and warmth.

“Such pretty lips,” Charlotte stated. “If you promise to be a good intern, then I promise to be a good boss. Sound fair?”

She moved her finger away.

“Yes. That’s fair.”

“I’m glad we understand each other. However, being a good intern means that you must be proficient in sucking cock. You must perform to the best of your abilities. Here at Cobalt Lansing, we demand the best of everything.”

Charlotte reached to a nearby drawer and picked up a flesh colored dildo, which looked like a perfect replica of a man’s hardened penis.

“Now then,” Charlotte said, holding up the dildo. “Let’s so how good you really are. Open your mouth again.”

Becky opened her mouth. Her pulse raised. The thought of sucking a dildo in front of the powerful Charlotte was intimidating. But she knew it had to be done. And she was determined to do a good job.

The boss guided the tip of the dildo towards the open mouth. Once the length of the dildo entered the mouth, Becky knew exactly what to do, and she closed her lips around it.

Charlotte slowly moved the dildo in & out of the mouth. The deeper she pushed the dildo, the wetter it became. Becky’s saliva was all over the thing.

“Very nice,” Charlotte said. “Looks like you don’t need very much training. You’re a natural.”

Becky couldn’t answer because her mouth was full. But she accepted the compliment while she continued sucking.

“Our shareholders will be quite pleased,” Charlotte added. “Very nice indeed.”

The dildo was pulled away from Becky’s lips, and the college student used the back of her hand to wipe the excess saliva away from her mouth.

“Did you enjoy doing that?” Charlotte asked.

“It was odd. I’ve never had a sex toy in my mouth before.”

“What about the idea of sucking an array of cocks for the party. Does that arouse you?”

“Kind of, to be honest,” Becky admitted.

Charlotte reached below and touched between Becky’s legs. There was a certain wetness there, and Charlotte’s eyes immediately lit up when she felt it.

“Oh my. You’re almost ready.”

Becky blushed, “Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. There’s nothing wrong with being a slut. And that’s exactly what you are.”

The boss slowly started moving her fingers in between Becky’s labia.

Charlotte continued, “The goal is to keep the shareholders happy. There are certain things they like. And I’m positive that you’ll meet their expectations.”

The boss continued moving her fingers across the labia. Then to the clitoris. At that point, Becky couldn’t contain herself anymore. Being rubbed by the beautiful and powerful Charlotte was such an incredible turn on. And she imagined sucking all those cocks of the shareholders.

Becky groaned.

“Don’t be shy,” Charlotte said, still rubbing. “If you want to cum, then cum. Don’t mind me. In fact, it would be fairly rude if you didn’t have an orgasm. After all, I have a nice touch, don’t I?”

Becky nodded.

The rubbing continued in between the labia. Her insides were being rubbed. Her labia was being rubbed. And her clitoris was being stimulated. Becky’s back hunched forward while she was still being touched.

Her toes curled and she had an orgasm, while Charlotte’s fingers kept working. It wasn’t a powerful orgasm. It was the brief kind of orgasm. The kind that gets the job done, nothing more.

Becky’s mouth was wide open as Charlotte smiled.

Then, Charlotte raised her finger in front of the college student’s face. Becky knew what was expected, and she leaned forward to suck the finger clean, tasting her own vaginal fluid in the process.

“Well done,” Charlotte smiled. “I have high hopes for you. In the meantime, I know how much you love reading. So I brought you a present. Something for you to study.”

The boss walked across the room and came back with a small stack of thin books. Becky looked at the books. All of them were sex manuals. More specifically, they were books on how to give oral sex.

“We’re done for today,” Charlotte said. “Be a good student and study hard. You’ll receive further instructions when the time comes.”

And with that, the boss walked away, opening the door to leave. Becky was left standing naked with a handful of oral sex books. The wetness and tingling sensation was still evident between her legs.

The Gloryhole

Like the good student she was, Becky spent her time reading the sex books. At first she thought it was unnecessary, and that she was going to read it just out of curiosity.

But as she read, she found herself learning new tips and tricks. The party was a big deal, and she needed to be on her A game. She needed the full array of techniques to impress her boss.

And frankly, the book was arousing to read. Becky had masturbated a few times reading it. All the while, imagining herself doing those moves with her mouth & tongue for unknown shareholders.

It made her wet. She even used a peeled banana to practice her newfound oral sex techniques. Charlotte was sure to be blown away when she would finally see the skills in action.

As the big day approached, Becky started receiving more instructions from Charlotte. Then the gifts came. Becky was given a nice dress to wear, along with a pair of heels, and a set of make-up.

Becky was more on the nerdy and bookworm side. Dressing up usually wasn’t her thing.

But for this, she was excited…


New Year’s Eve.

It was the evening of the big corporate party. The attendees slowly began arriving and they went up to the top floor where the party was being held.

Those attendees were the CEO, Board of Directors, officers of the corporation, and many of the key shareholders.

Becky stood awkwardly in the large lavish room where the party was being held.

She was dressed beautifully. The heels were on her feet. She wore a nice black dress. Her make-up was done glamorously (even though she usually wore little make-up). Most importantly, her hair was tied in a ponytail, which would be useful for later. After all, loose hair can be quite distracting when performing at a gloryhole.

As the new intern, she followed Charlotte around the party, watching her boss schmooze with the other business people. Charlotte smiled and laughed with people around the room. Exuding that much bullshit was a serious skill in the business world. And Becky was quickly learning how to do it properly and effectively.

After Charlotte made her way around the room, she guided Becky to a backroom of the party. The room was small and empty. Charlotte closed the door.

“Enjoying yourself so far?” Charlotte asked.

The boss was dressed in a beautiful ball gown. Her hair was also tied in a ponytail. Her make-up was done like a professional model’s.

“I’ve never been to a party like this.”

“If you do a good job, then you better get used to it. This is the way I keep the shareholders happy.”

“Does it always work?”

Charlotte smiled, “My career is going pretty well, don’t you think?”

“I’d say so.”

“So how do you feel?”

“Nervous,” Becky replied.

“That’s perfectly normal.”

Charlotte checked her wristwatch. In the other room, there was loud commotion. Things were getting lively. Then the party attendees joined together for the famous countdown.

“5…4…3…2…1…”

The room erupted in a loud cheer when New Year had arrived. Charlotte and Becky smiled at each other as they privately did their celebration in the small empty room.

In a moment of surprise, Charlotte gave Becky a big sloppy kiss on the lips. Becky had never kissed a girl before, and to do it with a beautiful older woman like Charlotte was quite a treat.

Then Charlotte used her fingers to fix Becky’s lipstick, making sure that nothing was smeared.

“It’s time,” Charlotte said. “Remember, your beauty is your power. Your sexuality can get you whatever you want.”

Becky’s eyes widened. “Is it really time? You know, for that?”

“It’s time,” Charlotte nodded. “Embrace your inner slut.”

“I’m not a slut.”

Charlotte smiled, “Of course you are. You’re a gloryhole girl. Just like me. And you enjoy it.”

The boss neatly fixed the dress of the young intern, making sure the intern looked nice and neat.

“I hope I don’t disappoint,” Becky said.

“There’s only one way to find out.”

Charlotte went to the end of the room. Becky followed.

The boss removed a small plug on the wall, leaving a small opening between the different rooms. The hole was small, but big enough for a few things, like fingers, or even a cock.

Oh god. It was time. Becky felt her heart pounding.

Charlotte smiled and made a gesture with her finger for Becky to come over. When Becky stood next to Charlotte, the boss went down on her knees, and Becky followed the lead.

They looked each other in the eyes while they were on their knees, right in front of the small hole.

“Put two fingers inside,” Charlotte said. “That’s the signal. Keep it there for a few seconds.”

Becky took a deep breath and inserted two fingers inside of the hole. She held her fingers there for a few seconds. Then she pulled her fingers out. Becky thought about looking through the hole to see what was going on in the other room. But she was too timid to actually do it. She was afraid of what she might see.

Her heart pounded even further. God knows what was going to happen next, or what was going to come through that hole. All the while, Charlotte looked at the intern with a slight grin on her face. The nervous college student was a pleasing sight for Charlotte.

Then, it came through the hole.

God, it was finally happening.

A semi-hard cock went through the hole in the wall, mere inches in front of Becky and Charlotte.

Becky stared at it with wide eyes.

“That cock won’t suck itself,” Charlotte said. “It’s waiting for your mouth to wrap around it.”

Becky nodded. “Okay. Right. Yeah.”

The intern ran her fingers through her hair, and she instinctively adjusted her dress for whatever reason. Then she adjusted her body to try and get even more comfortable. Her knees were already starting to hurt.

It was time. Becky reached out and held the cock with both hands. She felt the cock twitch. It was warm and coming to life. Charlotte was right, the cock wasn’t going to suck itself. That was Becky’s job.

Another deep breath. Then Becky leaned forward and took the hardened cock inside of her mouth. She felt the cock twitch the moment she sucked on it. Her lips wrapped tightly around it. She sucked like a powerful vacuum.

In the other room, she could hear the stranger moan. The unidentifiable man was clearly enjoying it. And why not? Becky’s mouth was hot, young, and sexy. She had plenty of practice with the books that Charlotte had let her borrow.

And Becky began to use the different techniques which she had learned. Different tricks with her lips. Techniques with her tongue. Various hand motions.

Becky was using everything at her disposal to please the cock. She wanted this to be finished as fast as possible.

The man groaned and groaned.

“I’m going to cum,” the man announced. “Keep sucking like that.”

Oh god.

The man wanted to cum in her mouth. She could have refused. But she didn’t want to. After all, Becky wasn’t just pleasing the stranger. She was also attempting to please Charlotte, her boss.

Becky stroked the cock furiously and the man came. Spurt after spurt of cum had shot down Becky’s throat. She swallowed everything and tried not to choke. She didn’t want to ruin her expensive beautiful dress with cum. That would have been a travesty.

The cock became soft and the man eventually pulled away, disappearing from the small hole in the wall.

Becky was almost embarrassed to look at Charlotte, but she managed, and she saw her boss with a big smile.

“Excellent job,” Charlotte said. “You deserve to be commended for your performance.

Becky wiped her mouth. “Thank you.”

It looked like Charlotte was about to say something else, but they were rudely interrupted by another cock which came through the hole. This time, the cock was fully erect, aching to be sucked.

“Oh my,” Charlotte said. “This gentleman must be worked up. I would imagine he hadn’t ejaculated all day, in anticipation of this very special night.”

Becky marveled at the stiffness. “You’re probably right about that.”

“Suck it. Make him cum in your mouth. But don’t swallow. I want to see your mouth loaded.”

Becky nodded, realizing that it was going to be embarrassing showing Charlotte a mouth full of cum.

The intern went back to work. This time, she didn’t bother with her hands. Not yet anyway. She went straight with her mouth. Sucking it. Licking it. Bobbing on it. Then she used her hands afterwards to stroke the long shaft.

Once again, every trick in the book was being utilized to full effect. Becky sucked hard and fast. She was glad that her hair was tied in a nice ponytail, or else it would have surely been a mess. Her lips were wrapped tightly around the cock as she continued her work.

Slowly, she felt herself becoming even more comfortable with sucking a stranger’s cock while Charlotte watched.

And slowly, she found the nerves disappearing, and her own personal arousal growing. It was a dirty thrill. A secret thrill which no one outside of the corporation would know. In that room, she was allowed to let go and be as filthy as she wanted, without judgment from anyone. And she found herself taking advantage of that opportunity.

It wasn’t long before the man she was sucking began to groan. It only motivated Becky to work harder. And she did.

The man came in Becky’s mouth. As expected, it was a massive load from the pent-up man. She stroked and stroked. The man came and came. Becky’s mouth was flooded with warm ejaculation. She continued until nothing was left and the cock was drained.

By the time he turned flaccid, Becky had a mouthful. She didn’t swallow because Charlotte wanted a full mouth.

The man pulled his flaccid cock away from the hole and gave a brief, ‘“thank you’ before leaving.

“Now show me,” Charlotte said with anticipation.

Becky opened her mouth to reveal a pool of warm cum. The sight made Charlotte’s eyes widen.

“Hold still,” Charlotte said. “I think it’s time to share.”

The boss leaned forward and they kissed on the mouth. It was a sloppy tongue kiss and they swapped the taste of fresh warm cum in their mouths. The act was so dirty that Becky felt her pussy getting wetter by the second.

The kiss went on for a while. Becky’s first real lesbian kiss. And it was filled with a mouthful of cum.

The kiss ended when another hard cock came through the hole. It got both of their attention.

Charlotte leaned back and smiled. “Excellent work. You’re the intern I was hoping for. But I can’t let you have all the fun. I have needs too.”

With that, Charlotte winked, leaned towards the wall, and took the cock inside her mouth. Becky watched as the boss sucked like a true professional. The boss sucked cock like she had done it thousands of times before (which was probably true, Becky thought).

Becky admired how unabashed & unashamed Charlotte looked with a cock in her mouth. She admired the way Charlotte handled the male sex organ. Then, Charlotte turned to look Becky in the eyes, then winked, while she was still expertly sucking. The boss continued sucking while looking at the intern. There was absolutely no shame or guilt. Only lust.

The boss demonstrated new techniques which Becky had never seen before, not even in the books. Charlotte used various techniques with her fingers, lips, and tongue. She even blew air on the cock. She even hummed while the cock was in her mouth. Everything.

The man groaned.

It wasn’t much longer until the man came. Charlotte pumped the cock with her hand and swallowed every single drop. Watching Charlotte was like watching an artist, Becky thought.

After a satisfying end, the man pulled away in a weakened state.

Charlotte wiped the sides of her lips. “That’s how it’s done. Maybe someday you’ll reach my level. But so far, you’re off to a good start.”

“That was…it was…wow…”

Charlotte smiled, “Practice makes perfect. Speaking of which, the gloryhole is all yours. I have a party to attend and guests to greet.”

“You’re leaving me here all alone?”

“You’re a strong girl. You can handle this. I have faith in you.”

Charlotte gave the intern a pat on the shoulder, stood up, and left the room, while Becky remained dumbfounded on her knees.

Another cock entered through the hole.

The Gangbang

Her knees ached. Her arms were exhausted. Her jaw was tired.

Despite all that, she was wet, and she was very horny.

But she was glad that the gloryhole had finally come to its end. At least that’s what she hoped. It had been a few minutes, and no one else stuck their cock through the hole in the wall.

As far as she was concerned, her work was done.

Becky stood and fixed her dress. She was glad to be able to stretch her legs. She grabbed a tissue and wiped her mouth, making sure she looked clean. She checked her reflection in the mirror and saw that her lipstick was gone. Everything had been smeared away on all the cocks she had sucked that night.

It was time to find Charlotte. She didn’t want to be alone in that small room anymore.

Becky opened the door and went to the main party area. She didn’t know what to expect. But it appeared to be a normal corporate party. Well-dressed people were in a celebratory mood. Drinks were everywhere. Laughter was everywhere.

As she looked around the room, she wondered who’s cock she had sucked. She tried to match the size of the cocks with the appearances of the men. But it was a useless effort.

She ventured into the party. Looking for Charlotte wasn’t easy. The boss must have been in another room, Becky thought.

Becky looked around, and to her shock, she saw a number of business people having sex in a conference room. The wall was made of glass and they were fucking in plain sight, like it was no big deal. Naked men and naked women. Some were half dressed. Oral sex. Vaginal sex. Everything.

The sight made her jaw drop.

Her eyes sharpened, but no sign of Charlotte. Becky continued walking around the office floor. Finally, she found her boss.

Charlotte was in another conference room. The door was open, and Becky meekly entered, with her eyes transfixed by the sight.

A man was laying on the conference table. His pants down. His cock was raging hard beyond belief.

Charlotte was riding him, with the man’s cock ramming her pussy. All the while, another man was sodomizing Charlotte from behind.

It was a mind blowing sight for Becky, seeing her highly-respected boss being double-penetrated.

All Becky could do was stand there and watch. They didn’t notice Becky standing there watching. They were all too busy having mind-blowing-sex to care.

Bachelor Party Fiasco

Jill was in the bridal suite of the church with her three brides maids. Her sister, Jane was her maid of honor. Kimmie was her oldest and best friend and Terry was her second oldest friend. They had three hours before the wedding to get ready. As they hung up their dresses, Kimmie turned and looked at Jill hard.

Jill turned around and gave Kimmie a questioning look. Kimmie took a deep breath and asked, “Are you sure about this?”

“Kind of late to back out now,” Jane said with a grin.

“It’s never too late,” Terry said.

Jill looked from one woman to the other and then sighed. “I’m as sure as I can be. I’ve dated Jack since high school and I think I know him very well.”

Kimmie opened her mouth and Jane cut her off. “We all need to get showered and shaved and powdered and perfumed. We’re wasting time.”

Terry was looking back and forth between Kimmie and Jane. “What’s going on here?” She asked suddenly.

“Nothing!” Jane said sharply and gave Terry a hard look that said shut up.

Terry grinned. “Bullshit. Someone knows something they don’t want out in the open but are afraid will be a major problem in the future.”

Jill looked at her sister and then at Kimmie. Neither one returned her look. She looked at Terry. “I think you’re right.”

“There is nothing that needs to be discussed,” Jane said as she walked over to her sister and placed her hands on her shoulders. “Today is your day and your day alone.”

Kimmie sighed and took a deep breath. Jane looked over her shoulder and shook her head. Terry chuckled. “Yeah, there’s a secret here.”

Jane whirled around and glared at Terry. “You’ve always been a shit stirrer but we don’t need that today.”

Jill looked at her sister and then at Kimmie. “What’s going on?” She asked her best friend.

“I only know what I heard,” Kimmie said softly.

“And what was that?” Terry asked quickly.

“Shut up Terry,” Jane said sharply and turned back to her sister. “Lets get you in the shower first.”

Jill ignored her sister and asked Kimmie, “What did you hear?”

“Only that the bachelor party got wild.” Kimmie replied.

“So did the bachelorette party,” Terry said with a big grin.

“Yeah but the bride didn’t end up fucking someone on the banquet table,” Kimmie whispered.

“What!” Jill said, as her eyes grew wide.

Terry groaned and Jane blushed wildly. “Man, I missed the better party,” Terry mumbled.

Kimmie grinned at Terry. “Not from the mouthful I saw you with several times.”

“Uh, yeah,” Terry said, grinning back. “Someone had to keep that thing occupied.” She glanced in Jill’s direction. “I’m not the only one with an oral fetish.”

Jill shot a frown in Terry’s direction and then looked at Kimmie. “Who got fucked and by whom?”

“I don’t know the whom but the who was Jack,” Kimmie said slowly.

“I… I don’t believe that,” Jane said sharply.

Jill ignored her sister and asked, “Where did you hear this and from who?”

Kimmie sighed and replied, “My brother and his buddy Fred were talking in the kitchen. You know how that place carries sound. They shut up quick when I came into the room.”

“Just the usual bullshit between guys,” Jane said.

Jill looked at her sister hard and frowned. “What do you know you don’t want out?”

“Uh… nothing. Nothing at all.” Jane replied quickly.

“She sure is acting strange,” Terry said.

Jane glared at Terry. “Listen you little shit stirrer, I don’t want my sister hurt.”

Not letting Jane’s comment phase her, Terry said, “If Jack was fucking someone else just two nights ago, wouldn’t that hurt her and the chances of their marriage working?”

Looking at her sister, Jane said, “I don’t believe a word of it. Jack is a great guy and loves you like crazy.”

Jill took a deep breath and looked at Kimmie. “Go get your brother.”

Kimmie shook her head. “Mark won’t talk to you. He’s Jack’s best friend.”

Terry giggled. “Maybe I can torture it out of him. I always did want to know what was under those baggy shorts he always wears.”

Kimmie chuckled and looked at Terry. “I’d be careful what I’m volunteering for.”

Terry’s eyebrows went up. “You don’t say.”

Jill shook her head. “Now you’ve done it, Kimmie. Terry will be on point until she finds out what you’re hinting at.”

Kimmie held her fingers about ten inches apart and grinned. “I ain’t hinting at anything.”

Jane groaned and went over to sit on the bed. “It wasn’t Jack getting fucked on the table, it was Mark.”

“Uh… and how do you know this?” Kimmie asked quickly.

“Because I was fucking him,” Jane said as she fell backwards on the bed.

“What!” Kimmie, Terry, and Jill said at the same time.

Jane giggled and sat up. “He brought this little skinny stripper to entertain and she was terrible. No tits, no ass, and she couldn’t dance to save her life.”

“What the hell were you doing at Jack’s bachelor party?” Jill asked.

“I… uh… I was checking on things,” Jane said quickly. “You know, making sure Jack didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Uh huh,” Kimmie said as she folded her arms under her breasts. “And exactly how did you end up with my brother’s dick in you.”

Jane shrugged. “Just one of those things,” she said with a grin.

“Where was Jack while this was going on?” Terry asked.

“I’m, uh, not sure. I was kind of busy,” Jane said with a blush.

“Kind of stuffed is more like it,” Kimmie said with a frown.

“That too,” Jane said and shivered hard.

Terry looked at Kimmie and asked, “How long have you known about your brother’s big dick?”

“Since always,” Kimmie said with a big grin.

“And you didn’t think to tell any of us?” Terry asked folding her arms across her small breasts.

“She told me,” Jill said offhanded and then asked her sister, “What happened to the skinny stripper?”

Terry’s eyes grew wide, “And you didn’t tell me?”

“She told me long before I knew you,” Jill said still looking at her sister.

Jane chewed her bottom lip. “I… uh… put her in a cab after her first number.”

“Then who was the entertainment?” Kimmie asked and then groaned as Jane blushed again.

Terry laughed and said to Jane, “You? No way.”

Jane gave her a hard look. “Yes, way. I’d had a few drinks before I arrived and a few more in the bar. Then there was the champagne…”

“She’s never been able to hold her liquor,” Jill said with a grin in her sister’s direction.

“By the ears maybe,” Kimmie said with a chuckle.

“That’s what got me fucked,” Jane whispered with a blush.

“Too much liquor or too many lickers?” Terry asked with a grin.

“Yes,” Jane said and fell over backwards again. “Since I had gotten rid of the entertainment, Mark said I had to find a replacement and if I couldn’t, I’d be the entertainment. With as much as I’d had to drink, I figured a few quick dances, a flash or two and that would be it.”

“And?” Terry prompted.

“The two dances turned into four and the champagne kicked in and clothes started to fall off.” Jane paused to groan. “Then there was a mouth on each nipple and a tongue in my pussy. The next thing I knew I was on the table and Mark was fucking the hell out of me. I was trying to get him off me one minute and coming my brains out the next. Then there was a dick in my mouth and one in each hand.”

Jill, Terry, and Kimmie all three groaned softly.

“I didn’t know if I was coming, going, or had been there,” Jane whispered.

“Like I said, I was at the wrong party,” Terry whispered.

“Where was Jack during all this?” Jill asked softly.

“Hell if I know. I wasn’t even sure where I was,” Jane said and giggled. “I had never been so turned on in my life.”

Kimmie looked at Jill. “So it’s possible that Jack saw your sister fucked by my brother and jack off half his friends and suck off several of them. That should make the holidays special.” She ended the sentence with a grin.

Jill groaned and sat down in a chair. “This just gets better and better.”

“Ok, Mark was fucking you but who did you have your hands and mouth on?” Terry asked.

Jane shook her head. “I don’t have a clue. After that first orgasm everything is more or less a blur.”

“So you could have given Jack a handjob or a blowjob and not even know it,” Terry said and then glanced at Jill. “Or not,” she added quickly.

Jill sighed deeply and stood up. She walked over to the side of the bed and held out her hand to her sister. “Come on.”

Jane took her hand and sat up. “Uh… where are we going?”

Jill said, “To take a shower.”

Jane looked at her funny as she stood up and Jill grinned. “You’re going to scrub my back among other things.”

“I… uh… we… uh… never…” Jane stammered.

“Anyone got a bottle of tequila?” Terry asked and then laughed.

“I don’t think there’ll be a need for tequila,” Kimmie said with a grin as Jill led her sister away.

“The family that plays together keeps their mouth shut unless it’s on each other,” Terry said with a laugh.

“I know my brother sure keeps his mouth shut,” Kimmie said with a wink.

Terry’s mouth dropped open for a moment and then she grinned. “Can I scrub your back?”

“Only if I can sit on your face when my brother fucks you.”

Terry groaned and shivered. “That would be the only way to keep me from waking the dead.”

“I said the same thing when Jill sat on my face,” Kimmie said and wink again.

Terry’s eyes grew wide and her mouth dropped open. Her mouth moved to close several times and then she whispered, “Holy shit, this just gets better and better.”

“Not really. She’s never fucked Mark, His dick scares her. Anyway, other than me and now her sister, she’s always been faithful to Jack.”

Terry shook her head. “I wish you guys would have told me something. I’ve never really tried it but I’ve always had this fantasy about girl on girl sort of stuff.”

Kimmie laughed. “What Jill doesn’t know is that her sister and I have been going at each other from way back when. Long before you came along. Long before Jill and I tried things and Jane is damned good at eating pussy.”

Terry’s mouth hung open again.

Kimmie laughed and walked over to lift her chin, closing her mouth. “After the reception I think the three of us will have a little party of our own. That is if you want to explore that fantasy for real.”

Terry was nodding her head when there was a loud yelling moan from in the bathroom. Kimmie slipped an arm around her shoulders and grinned. “I think Jill just found out how long and flexible her sister’s tongue really is.”

Terry groaned softly. “Big dick, long tongue, pussy sitting on my face.” She paused to groan again. “I’ll die a very happy woman.”

“Nope. You’ll do like the rest of us and come your brains out and come back for more and more until you decide to marry some guy,” Kimmie said with a chuckle.

“Marriage? I don’t think so,” Terry whispered and then grinned. “That is, unless I marry your brother and joined the family.”

Kimmie laughed. “Now you’re thinking right. I tried to explain that to Jill but she wasn’t going for it.”

There was a softer but longer yell from the bathroom. Terry looked at Kimmie. “Jane just found that her sister ate pussy almost as well as she did.”

Terry groaned and fanned her face. “It’s getting so hot in here.”

Kimmie grinned at her. “Take off those jeans and I’ll show you just how hot it can get in here.”

“But… but… but… They’ll be out of the shower anytime now,” Terry whispered with panicky passion in her voice.

“The only thing getting those two apart anytime soon is the hot water running out. Anyway, if they do come in on us, they’ll just pile into the bed and join in.”

Terry groaned and reached for the buckle on her belt. “Just remember, I’m a slow learner,” she whispered with a growing grin.

“The slower the better,” Kimmie said as she led her third best friend over to the bed and pushed her down flat on her back. It only took her a moment to jerk Terry’s shoes off and the jeans followed a few moments after that.

Terry was laughing and then she was gasping for breath as Kimmie fell to her knees and attacked her opening and then sucked and licked her clit. Several short sharp orgasms later, Terry was still trying to do sit ups as jolt after jolt of sweet pleasure raced through her system. She kept trying to push Kimmie’s head away but from her sex but it was only halfhearted attempts.

Through a haze of orgasmic pleasure, Terry became aware of someone unbuttoning her blouse. As it was pulled open, Kimmie quite licking her sex. Then there was a mouth on her right nipple and breast. A moment after that, a tongue started to snake its way into her vagina and just kept on going in. Her confusion of two mouths was blown away as another orgasm crashed in on her.

Terry’s body was jerking as her hips fucked the long thick tongue in her pussy and a mouth sucked on each of her nipples. The orgasm was rolling on an on until she knew nothing more.

With a groan, Terry opened her eyes to stare up at the ceiling. Her arms were sprawled out over her head and her legs were wide open. She groaned again as she tried to sit up. There was a chuckle from somewhere to her right. She turned her head to see Jill dressed in stockings and a garter belt.

“So there is life after a hundred orgasms,” Jill said softly.

“I think she had that many before we showed up,” Jane said from the sofa.

Terry looked at Jane and then looked around the room as she finally got sat up. “Uh… where is Kimmie?”

“Washing her face, among other things,” Jill said with a chuckle. “It was quite a mess.”

Terry groaned and looked at Jane. Jane grinned at her and winked. “I had to wash mine too.”

“Why don’t you see if you have the energy to go wash Kimmie’s back,” Jill said as she walked over to give Terry a hand getting to her feet.

Terry groaned softly as she stood up. Muscles protested but her legs held her up. She started to say thank you but was interrupted by Jill kissing her full on the lips. Terry moaned softly as she kissed her best friend back.

“Welcome to the family,” Jane said and then laughed.

When Jill broke the soft kiss, Terry looked at Jane. Jane wink and said, “Kimmie told us about the conversation you two had. I think Mark is in for a surprise when all three of us show up next time.”

Terry whimpered softly and nodded. “I just hope I can keep up.”

“Mark is the one I’m worried about,” Jill said with a laugh.

Jane laughed and took Terry’s hand. She pulled her across the room to the bathroom door. “You need a shower but hurry, we’ve already wasted half our time.”

With Terry in the bathroom, Jane walked over to her sister and leaned over to lick her right nipple. Jill grinned and pushed her sister’s head away. “You start up again and I’ll be late to my own wedding.”

Jane grinned and asked, “How are you going to break the news to Jack that you’re bi?”

Jill groaned softly and shook her head. “Do I have too?”

“No secrets, remember.”

Jill sighed and nodded. “We’ll figure something out. Maybe we’ll let him catch the four of us piled up in bed one Friday afternoon.”

“Why Friday afternoon?”

Jill laughed. “That way we’ll have the whole weekend to explain it too him in great detail.”

Jane grinned. “I like your way of thinking.”

I’m just not sure when to break it to him.”

“Give him six months for the new to wear off and then… strap something new on him,” Jane whispered.

“If I do that every six months with each one of you, the poor darling will go nuts or blind.”

“I’m betting on nuts,” Jane said as she took her sister in her arms and kissed her soundly.

As she stepped back she said, “Now we need to get your makeup on and your hair done. You have a wedding in an hour and a half.”

Jill sighed as she turned toward the makeup table across the room. As she sat down, she said, “Why didn’t we figure out we both ate pussy a long time ago. I don’t know if I can wait six months to try that damned tongue of yours out again.”

“Jack does work out of town sometime. I could come over and keep you company,” Jane said with a wink.

Jill groaned softly and nodded. “Secrets, remember.”

“We’ll worry about that later, now we get you married to Jack.”

Jill nodded and then chuckled. “I could always give the three of you a lick before I walk down the aisle. The first kiss should give him a hint.”

Jane laughed. “Go for it. What have you got to lose? Shit happens when you’re single and we never did figure out where he was during my little stunt.”

Jill shivered and picked up her makeup brush. “He does like to eat pussy,” she whispered with a grin.

“Don’t we all,” her sister replied with a big grin of her own.