Things I like

I pulled into my driveway after a long shift, just not as long as some. I immediately noticed my wife's car was gone. 

It was not that uncommon. As a firefighter, I work a 24 on / 24 off type of shift. That means I often missed her as I got there as she was heading out, or totally missed her if I had a late call. However, I expected her to be off today. It was our anniversary, and we were planning on having a day to ourselves. My parents were even picking up the kids from school so we could have a long weekend.

I walked in and heard the kids getting ready for school. My youngest jumped into my arms, which I loved. I kept walking through the house and found Sara in the kitchen getting the kids' lunches ready.

"Welcome home," she said.

Sara is our friend's daughter. When our friends moved a year ago, Sara moved into the apartment above the garage. We gave her a great deal since she was the daughter of our friends, and also she helped with the kids. We knew it would be temporary, as she was going to move when she transferred from community college, but in the meantime, we got a little extra money and some extra babysitting when we needed it.

Jennifer, my wife, was often called into work late, and with my weird schedule, Sara has been a lifesaver more than once.

"Your wife was called away."

"She was supposed to have the day off."

"She knows and is sorry, but it was an emergency, and she had to fly out early this morning. She's hoping to be back before it's too late tonight. In the meantime, she told me to get the kids out the door, and then take care of you."

"I think I'm grown enough to care for myself," I teased. However, I looked at Sara and thought of ways I would want to be taken care of if I wasn't too old for her.... or married.

Sara was barely twenty, and was wearing some short shorts and a form-fitting t-shirt. Nothing scandalous or inappropriate, but enough to get the mind going. I shook those ideas out of my head and tried to think of something else.

"Well, given it's your anniversary, I think I'm supposed to be a present for you, taking care of anything you need," she said, handing me a cup of coffee.

Well, Sara was going to make it hard to think of other things. I guess I should just drink my coffee and work on something else, or I'll get myself into trouble.

I had had time to sleep at the firehouse, with no late-night calls, so I was awake enough for a coffee and not needing to crash.

I sipped the coffee, and it was good. A little flavor I didn't recognize, but I liked it. I thanked her and told her I was going to take a shower.

A hot shower didn't help my thoughts, but it felt good on my body. I stepped out of the shower and into the cool air, wrapping the towel around my waist. I dried my hair and walked into the bedroom to look for some new clothes.

However, in my bed, where my wife sleeps, was Sara. She was laying there under the covers.

"What are you doing?"

"Your wife said to take care of you, and I want to do a good job."

"I don't think she meant that," I retorted.

"She said to do whatever he wants, just take care of him since I can't." She paused, letting me soak it in. "Call her, if you want. I'm sure she's landed by now."

My phone was on the nightstand, so I picked it up and called my wife. I could hear the airport sounds in the background.

"Oh, hey," I heard my wife. "I was hoping you'd call."

"Yeah, I was hoping you'd be here."

"Me too. But I told Sara to take care of the kids and tell you I'm hoping to be back tonight, but it will be late."

"Jennifer, it's our anniversary."

"I know, and you didn't want to do anything but stay home; that's why I told Sara to take care of you and do whatever needs to be done. She's my stand-in for today."

"You want Sara to take care of me?" I said unbelievingly. "Anything I want?"

"Just ask, and she'll do it for you. I'm sure you'll be fine without me." She paused as she tried to hail a cab. "And when I get home, maybe we can do some of those things you've always wanted… as a little gift for you."

"If you say so," I said, looking over at Sara, wondering what she was wearing under the blanket.

I told my wife goodbye as I kept staring at Sara.

"See," she said. "Now, why don't you come over here and let me take care of you?" She lifted the covers so I could crawl under them with her. In doing so, she showed her completely naked body.

My mouth might have fallen a little. Part of me wanted to jump right in, but part still wasn't sure.

With one hand holding up the covers, she used the other to beckon me to her. As she turned, I saw more of her smooth golden skin, her firm breasts, and that trimmed landing strip that was leading to some place I had wondered about for too long.

I swallowed hard and dropped the towel. I was now as naked as she was, and I climbed into bed with Sara. She smiled at me.

"Just so you know, I've overheard your wife and my mom talking about some of the things you like, and want to do… When I heard about it, I wasn't so sure, but now that I'm older," she leaned in and passionately kissed me. "Well, I understand how much fun they can be," she said, stroking my already hard cock under the sheets.

I knew girls talked some, but I was curious about what. "What exactly did you hear?"

Sara went down under the sheets. I felt her warm, wet mouth wrap itself around my stiff member. "Oh," I let out a little gasp.

"I know you like that… after it's been busy…" She then kissed up my chest, as I tossed the sheets off. I wanted to see that firm ass of hers. "I know you like it when someone climbs on top of you," she said, doing just that, mounting me, and lowering her pussy right onto my dick. 

I wasn't inside her, but she was teasing it, as she rubbed it, and I could feel her wetness. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear. She reached down between her legs and lined my cock right up with her pussy, then pushed back, taking it all the way in.

"Ohhh," I said, as I felt her wet pussy envelop me.

"Oh, that feels good," she said. "And I know you keep wanting to fuck your wife's ass… when I heard that, I let my boyfriend do it to me, to see what it was like… and I liked it. So if you want to fuck my ass later… but first I want this, if that's okay with you."

"This is very okay," I said, as she rocked forward and back before she sat up on top of me.

I was still lying down, and she put her hands on my chest. She seemed to like the feel of my chest muscles. "I have to admit. I've been dreaming of this since I saw that calendar you were in."

"The calendar?" I said, slightly confused. "From like five years ago?"

"Oh yes, the firemen's calendar. I remember my mom looking at it with Jennifer. I had to see what they were talking about, and when I saw you… I knew I had to have you. I've been fantasizing about this for years," she said as she slid all the way down my shaft till she bottomed out.

"Can I tell you a secret?" she asked me.

I just nodded as I felt her firm breasts in my hands as she rode me.

"I've stared at the calendar for a long time. In fact, I've used it…" she looked away, shyly, almost blushing.

"You can't stop now," I said, helping her sit on my cock so she could rock back and forth easier.

I was still lying down, but I had a splendid view of her taut body.

"I've played with myself a lot, staring at that calendar. When my mom went to toss it, I saved it and hid it in my room. Knowing you were so close, but so far away. When I turned 18, I got my first toy… and I even named it after you," she said, fully blushing now. "I used it for the first time while looking at your shirtless picture. "

"I've been thinking of you since you turned 18 too… I just thought nothing would ever happen."

She looked at me and smiled. "I'm glad it is," she said. "It's so much better like this, then when I am with my boyfriend, thinking about you."

She thought about me when she played with herself… and when she was with her boyfriend? This is a dream come true.

"I thought of you when I asked my boyfriend to fuck my ass for the first time. It was right after I heard your wife talking about it… I wanted to be her. To be there with you, so I thought of you the entire time. And I liked it, a lot," she admitted. "We do it all the time, sometimes like that, sometimes, well, we like to change things up."

"He must be very lucky."

"Oh, he is… of course, I wish it was you all the time. And I keep thinking of you more and more," she admitted.

I grabbed onto her and pulled her in tight, flipping us over so I was on top. I started fucking her faster and deeper. She moaned with each thrust into that young, wet pussy. I kissed her supple lips. With our faces so close, "I'm about to cum," I warned her.

"Cum in me. I want to feel you cum inside of me."

I thrust a little faster, and a little deeper, until I shot my load deep inside her. She was cumming as I came, and it felt so amazing, so close. A fantasy of both of ours coming true.

Exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed beside her, smiling.

"That's one way to take care of me," I said.

She laughed. "Oh, we've got a lot more day left," she said. "And I want to take very good care of you."

She then bent down and went down on me, sucking on my dirty cock, covered with a combination of our cum. It felt amazing having her lips wrapped around my cock once again. And for the first time since college, it seemed like I was staying hard after cumming. I don't know why, but I wasn't going to complain.

"You seem almost ready for me again," she teased, stroking me as she came up and kissed me. 

I could taste her on my lips. 

"So, did you like that coffee this morning?"

"Yes," I said, enjoying her stroking my cock.

"I gave it a little something to help make sure you're ready for an all day experience."

My eyes opened wide. So that was why… not that I'm complaining.

Sara lay on her back and pulled her legs back. "Ready to fuck my ass?"

Well, I didn't have to ask twice.

She reached over to the nightstand and pulled out some lube, covering my cock entirely.

"You want to roll over?"

"Nah, I want to watch you," she said, bending her hips and pointing her ass up a little. I pulled her to the edge of the bed to make it easier for me.

With her legs up, I stood off the edge of the bed and lined myself up. I could see her sweet used pussy, as I pushed into her ass. Oh, it felt so good, and she looked so sexy as she looked up at me.

"That's it. Fuck my ass," she said as I slid in.

I started slowly fucking her ass as she put a hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy in front of me. I loved watching a girl play with herself, yet my wife never would. To be able to watch her while fucking her ass would have made me cum immediately if I hadn't cum so recently.

I kept fucking her ass as she came, and then she came again. Having already cum, it took some time, but I was finally ready, and I came again inside her ass this time.

As I pulled out, I watched her continue to play with her pussy.

"You don't mind, I just.. Well, I'm always so horny, I can't help but touch myself."

"I won't stop you. I can't imagine any guy wanting to stop you, unless it's to have sex with you."

She smiled as she came one more time all over her fingers. I loved watching that young face scrunch up as she cried out in pleasure. I could watch that all day.

I asked if she wanted to take a shower with me. We were both a mess of sweat and cum, and who knows what else. Besides, the chance to feel up her firm body under running water seemed like a good idea.

I led her to the shower and made sure the temperature was right. We got under the water, and soon were lathering one another up. We both spent a lot of time on the areas we enjoyed, her cleaning my cock nice and right, and me kissing her soft lips while fondling her breasts and cute little ass that I had just had the pleasure of fucking.

"You know, I'm going to need a whole new set of fantasies now that you're fulfilling so many of mine," I told her as we kissed and made out under the warm water. The bathroom was becoming foggy, and not just from the hot water.

"Like what?" she asked as she kissed me back.

"I could imagine fucking you while you made out with my wife. What a present that would be. You, for both of us…"

"All three of us," she moaned. "But I'd be happy with just you."

"I'm happy with you too, but… fantasies… right? And they'll never come true if you don't share them."

She didn't say anything after that, but led me out of the shower. She helped me dry off, and then I helped her. I don't know how long we were in the shower, but she suggested a quick snack, and that sounded good.

We stayed naked as we headed to the kitchen. I can't remember the last time I spent the whole day naked, or even a half day. It must have been before we had kids.

She got some fruit from our fridge, then fed me a strawberry, and then some grapes. I fed her some in return before she went back into the fridge. She found a can of whipped topping and put a little on a strawberry, which I then ate. She went to put more on, but then quickly moved to putting a small spray on each nipple. 

I quickly devoured the whipped topping and stayed to enjoy her tender breasts. They weren't as large as my wife's, but she hadn't had kids either, and no matter the size, they always seemed perfect to me.

She moaned as I sucked on her breasts. It felt so good having them in my mouth, and hearing her moan the whole time, especially as I started to play with her pussy. I loved hearing her moan as I fingered her, and she was very vocal, something my wife and I couldn't be with young kids in the house. She started to cum all over my fingers right there in the kitchen, and I knew I'd always remember that room differently.

She took hold of my stiffening member and led me back to the bedroom. She climbed onto the bed, where she pointed herself toward the foot of the bed. "I want to watch you fuck me from behind," she said.

Well, I wasn't going to say no, especially since there was a nice large mirror over our dresser which was in her line of view, so I'd get to see her as well.

I got in behind her, and slowly fucked her. She tossed her hair back as she looked at me. Faster. I need you to fuck me. To really fuck me… but don't cum in me… not this time.

I started to fuck her harder and faster. Her pussy felt so good, and I could feel her gripping it as I moved in and out of her. She was cumming again, and came easily it seemed. I loved that. Not that I minded working for it with my wife, but to hear a girl cum again and again was just perfect.

"I'm… I'm about to cum," I called out. I didn't know how much longer I could hold out.

She quickly pulled away and spun around. With her mouth open, she dove for my cock, sucking on it, till I emptied my balls inside her mouth. She kept sucking, getting every drop out that she could.

It was so sexy watching her suck my dirty cock, not minding her taste, or mine, swallowing without abandon. I realized I had emptied myself into her three times, one in each of her sexy little holes.

She finished, wiping her mouth, and looked up at me. "I should get ready to go," she said.

"I'd say so," I heard a stern voice. It was Jennifer, and clearly she was angry, and I wasn't sure why.

"Honey," I said, going over to her. "You're home early."

"Don't you dare," she said, putting her hand up to stop me from getting too close.

I was confused, clearly.

"How could you? On our anniversary. How long has this been going on?"

Clearly, I was the one she was upset with, and I didn't understand why.

"It's not his fault," Sara said, pulling her short shorts up.

"I… I thought…"

"What? I had to go into work for the morning, so you should bang my best friend's daughter?"

"No. The call…"

"What call?"

"I called you. You had taken a flight to see another client. Some emergency."

Sara had pulled her shirt on and moved closer to the door.

"You didn't call her," she said sheepishly. "I'm leaving in a couple of days, and I had to take my shot."

Now Jennifer and I were both confused.

"I had a friend help, with an AI voice changer… make it sound like you called Jennifer."

"So… I didn't call my wife? So… the present she got me…"

"What present?"

Sara took off.

I looked at my phone. It showed I called "Jennifer" but when I looked at the contact, the number had changed. I swallowed hard and sat on the edge of the bed, slowly starting to realize how I had been tricked.

"I thought…" I said, as I put my head in my hands. "I thought…"

And that's the story I told in front of my wife and the marriage counselor. We'd have to find a way back. Being tricked like that hurt us both... whoever thought a fake phone call to do something so simple.

The counselor had various suggestions, ranging from divorce to an open marriage… Now we just have to pick what's going to work for us… all because a hot twenty-year-old wanted to live out her fantasy.

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I work in a movie theater, which allows me to see a lot of shows for free… and I don't mean the ones on the screens.

While I never know what I'm going to see that day, I've seen dramas (couples fighting), comedies (people not knowing the type of movie they're going to see), and more. Of course, I also get to see a lot of people making out when the lights go down.

One of my jobs is to see if people are trying to record the movie, so I get night vision goggles to see a lot of making out.

Tonight was a whole new level, though. It wasn't a simple little hand job; it was a little something extra, and I knew it would be when I saw them walking in. There were two guys and a girl, and the girl sat between them, which was a little odd, as she was clearly with one guy as a girlfriend/wife. Normally you'd see the two guys sit on one side, but not today, which made me sure I was going to have to keep watching.

Sure enough, the girl was kissing the first guy before the movie started. Nothing too serious, mainly PG maybe PG-13 stuff. There didn't even appear to be any over the clothes groping. A little disappointing, if you ask me.

However, about forty-five minutes into the movie, the guy got up. I don't know if he wanted some snacks or a restroom break, but he was gone, and as soon as he left, I saw the girl scoot down a little in her seat and spread her legs.

The guy adjusted himself, or so I thought at first. In reality, he had opened his fly up, and she went in and started fishing for his cock. 

This wasn't a romance show; it was a full-on skin flick, and I was loving it.

With her other hand, I watched as she started rubbing herself, while jerking off her friend. Given the movement, I had to assume that he was quite endowed, and I was a little envious. I wish my boyfriend required that much stroking to cover his cock.

I felt a wetness between my legs as I watched her playing with herself and her friend. Something I've done only a few times with my boyfriends over the years, but now longed to do, maybe tonight. I made sure I was recording the video I saw through my night vision goggles, not that my work would ever see it. This video was for me, and maybe my boyfriend later tonight if I was lucky.

She was really working his cock up and down. I could see him tensing, and he was going to cum soon. I watched kept moving, and he tapped her on the arm, letting her know. I wasn't sure what she was going to do, but I soon saw her bend over into his lap and wrap her lips around his cock. She sucked on the head as she continued to work her hand up and down the shaft until she had emptied his balls and swallowed it.

As soon as she finished, she let go of his shaft and sat up, straightening her skirt and going back to watching the movie.

The first guy was still nowhere to be found, and I had almost given up on him after about ten minutes, but he finally returned and sat down next to her. I watched her lean over and give him a sloppy kiss. I wondered if he knew what she had just done. Could he taste the guy? Was that a turn-on for him? Did he not know he was being cuckolded?

She broke off the kiss, but clearly it turned him on, as he started nuzzling her neck. She didn't stop him, but didn't really encourage him either, even when he pulled his dick out. He wasn't nearly as big as his friend, and she motioned over to his friend, but he continued to insist.

I guess she decided it would be easier to give in, and she bent over to suck his cock for him. I watched him put his head back as she sucked his dick for him. She was bobbing up and down, but not playing with herself like she had before.

Clearly, he was getting more out of it than she was.

He tensed up and shot his load, holding her head down in his lap as he came. She took it all in her mouth as he came, the second load in under half an hour. I wondered if she liked the taste of cum way more than I did.

When he finished, he let go of her head, and she moved up and kissed him. Based on his reaction, he was getting a mouthful of cum, as he spat something out and wiped his mouth. He got up, clearly pissed, and stormed out.

I looked at her other friend, and he was just chuckling quietly to himself as his friend was leaving.

The girl looked over at the second guy and shrugged a little. This time he pulled his own dick out.

I don't know what they said to each other, but she looked around, and not seeing many people in the theater, and no one watching them, she climbed onto his lap, lifting her skirt so she could have some fun for herself. I wondered if she would have if she knew I was watching her? I love the idea of thinking the people I watch are exhibitionist. I know I love to be a voyeur.

I watched as she was slowly rocking back and forth on his lap, enjoying that bigger cock.

I was so busy watching the two of them that I didn't see the first guy come back. He saw his girlfriend/wife/whatever sitting on the other guy's lap. Clearly, he was not happy with the situation, and he stormed off.

The two lovers just laughed and kept going while the first guy stormed off.

I heard the door open behind me and spun around. It was my boss. "Have you seen anything worthwhile tonight?" He paused, seeing my hand shoved down the front of my uniform pants. "Well, I guess you have. Can I take a look?"

I handed him the glasses, and he saw what I did.

"Fuck, we don't see that every day," he said,

I just nodded as I rubbed up and down his pants.

"Sure you don't want to wait for your boyfriend tonight?"

I undid his pants and fished his cock out.

"I guess not."

"Well, she didn't, and I saw how much more fun it was for her, so why shouldn't I enjoy it?"

My boss didn't see any reason the two of us shouldn't both have some fun. He bent me over and fucked me from behind, quickly filling my pussy with his seed.

"I have to get back to the front, to make sure they don't create a bigger scene," he said, zipping himself back up. "And you need to see if there's anything else going on in any of the other theaters… and I know you make copies for yourself, so make one for me too," he said before he left.

"So," I said, stepping up to the bar of my friend's new house, "who do I have to blow around here to get a drink?" I laughed as I said it, and pulled out one of my nicely sized tits to tease her husband, Mark.

"You know, I'd give you one for free… but if you're expecting to have to blow someone, I wouldn't say no," he said as he slid an iced beer bottle down the bar top.

"Hey, what about me?" Mary, my friend, asked.

I laughed some more as I opened the bottle, then sucked down a large amount. My friend had come closer to me, and I pulled her into a tight embrace as I put the bottle down, kissing her passionately in front of her husband while groping her firm ass.

"I meant, what about my beer," she said, laughing the whole time. She reached out and put her hand on my tit, then leaned in and kissed it, moving to sucking on it for a bit.

"You know, it's not fair to do one side and not the other," I teased.

"Yeah, well then you might have to take that top off for that."

"I don't know what's going on, but I like the sound of it," my husband said as he came down the stairs to the party room, which opened out onto the new pool deck. Jeff was always ready to see some naked tits… or even the whole body. Especially the whole body if he was going to get to play with it some.

"Yeah, you do like me topless, don't you?"

"Doesn't everybody?" he retorted.

"I know I do," my friend said.

"Me too," Mark answered.

All of them had seen me naked… a lot. And recently they had been seeing me a lot more naked, a lot more frequently. All our kids had moved out, and in turn, all our parties had become quite a bit more adult in nature. We had swapped with them for years, but it often took managing sitters, and schedules, and more. Now, it was often a call or text, and we were over having fun.

They moved into a new house with a pool, and were a little closer to us, which was even better.

I peeled my top off, exposing my double D's. Of course, they were encased in a large satin bra, the only way they stayed up as nice as they did, but one was still popped out.

"Now, we can't have that," my husband said, undoing my bra and making me topless.

I squealed with delight… of course some might have thought shock if they didn't know me. "Who's next?" I asked, taking another drink from the cold beer bottle. I rubbed it against my chest, causing my nipples to pop nice and hard.

My friend walked the rest of the way over, took a swig from my beer, and then motorboated me in front of our husbands.

They both soaked it in, as she had her fun.

"Slut," I said to her as she came up for air.

"Says the only topless one of the group."

"We'll just have to do something about that," I said, trying to get her top off, but she crossed her arms, keeping her top safe. So I pivoted and went for her denim skirt. It came off easily, and under it she wore nothing, so she was bottomless.

"Now that's what I'm talking about," said my husband.

"Hey!" I shot back.

"Oh, like you don't know we're both going to be diving into that pussy before the night is over… and we're all going in yours," he reminded me.

I smiled big at that. "Now that's what I'm talking about," I said, sliding my shorts down and off, then my panties with them.

My friend joined me in getting naked, and I suggested she climb on top of the bar so we could do shots off her body.

"Trying to break the new place in right, are we?"

"Well, isn't that why you invited us over?"

She was laughing, half drunk already, as she climbed onto the bar. I did my first shot off of her, then kept kissing up her chest until I got to her titties. I sucked on those while my hubby fingered me from behind as I was bent over with my ass hanging out for him.

Behind the bar her husband was undoing his shorts, getting ready for me to take him on, which I would gladly do, when we heard a knock.

"Howdy, neighbors," a cute voice said.

We all turned and looked, and there was a young couple walking down the steps to the playroom. They stopped mid-step as they saw me and Mary naked.

"Jenny," Mary squealed with delight. "So glad you made it," she ran over to give her a big hug.

She introduced us to James and Jenny, their new neighbors. 

"I half thought you were kidding," James said, still surprised, but enjoying the view of two naked women.

"Now why would we make something like this up? Don't worry, it's going to be a lot of fun. I bet you can't wait to watch your cute little wife here taking on two handsome strangers," Mary teased him.

I think it made him a little nervous.

"Don't worry," I said, walking up to him, putting my arm in his, "you'll have a lot of fun too, well, more than just watching fun… unless that's all you want to do."

He looked at me, unsure how to answer, so he looked at his wife. She was smiling; apparently, Mary had been talking to Jenny about some of the parties we host and got all in her head about the fun she could have. James, on the other hand, was a little in the dark.

"I think she's telling you that to have fun, and get naked like they are," Jenny said to her husband.

He was a little hesitant, especially since only the two MILFs were naked, but he decided to be a team player. 

"Can I help you?" I said, working to help him out of his clothes. 

He took the offer, and soon he was down to his boxers. I could see a tent forming, and then I worked on pulling them down as well. As I was bent over, I got an eye-level view of his member, and my mouth fell open in shock.

"Oh wow," I said, as his dick flopped out in my face. "Someone's really lucky," I said, looking at Jenny, putting it in my hand and holding it out for people to see. 

"I told you that you were more than enough," Jenny said to her husband. "I think today I want to mostly watch him have some fun," she continued.

Mary and I looked at her, and weren't about to argue. We were both on our knees, sucking this cock together. I think he enjoyed having two women working him over.

"Never had this?" I asked.

"I've had lots of blowjobs," he said.

"But from two girls at once?"

"No, never… but I like it."

I was sucking one of his balls in my mouth as Mary worked his shaft. We exchanged a knowing glance before getting back to work.

"We're all about sharing around here," I said.

"And exploring, so what do you want to do, or do you want to watch your wife do something? We're all a bit of exhibitionists and voyeurs at the same time," Mary told him.

"Today is all about him," Jenny said. "He's not had as much experience as me, and he is afraid he's not enough for me."

"Trust me," I said, holding up his massive dong in my hand, "You're more than enough for anyone."

"See, I told you," Jenny repeated. "You're the biggest guy I've ever had… and you're more than good enough for me. But if you need to see how you please other women, to believe me, then I'm more than happy to let you put a couple notches in your belt."

I looked back at Jenny, then at Mary. I didn't want to do this as an "I told you so" type of event, and I was about to stop it when Jenny walked over to her husband, putting her hand on his chest.

"Besides, I think it would be kind of hot to watch you fucking some hot chicks. I know I always enjoyed watching my roommates fucking their boyfriends when I was in college. It got me horny every time, and you know I'm coming to you to please me when this is all over, so make sure you save one for me."

With that, I asked him what he wanted to do. But he was a little too nervous to say anything, which I got. The first time hanging out with swingers can be different.

"I think now would be a great time for you to have that threesome you've always wanted," Jenny suggested to her husband. "I'm assuming that's OK with you two," she said, asking Mary and me.

I just nodded. It wouldn't be the first time, nor the last. In fact, we've spent many sessions together, just the two of us.

"Well, I'd like you to be part of it," James said to his wife. "Maybe you could sit on my face, while someone else sits on me?"

"Are you sure you only got so many shots today?"

"I'm sure," he said, pulling her in for a kiss while Mary was still sucking on his shaft. 

She quickly worked to get him out of his shirt and show off his slim body… oh to be in my twenties again, before kids, but also before I had the tits that everyone seems to love!

We led him over to where we had a pull-out mattress, and he lay down on it. I worked to get his pants all the way off, and then I wanted to mount him and this monster cock. However, Mary thought she should go for it, since it's their house.

We played Rock-Paper-Scissors for it, and unfortunately, Mary won. I watched as she climbed onto him and eased herself down onto his porn star cock, letting every bit of it sink in, inch by precious inch. She was moaning the entire time, and I couldn't blame her.

Jenny turned, facing Mary, and lowered her hips down onto her husband's waiting mouth. She wanted to watch Mary take her husband's cock, and I couldn't blame her. Then I watched as she leaned in and kissed Mary, grabbing hold of Mary's tits as she did, while Mary rubbed her clit while riding James.

I walked over to my husband and Mark and made myself available to them. They didn't have to be asked twice as they quickly stripped down.

Mark got the lube, and soon I was sitting on the sofa, straddling my husband, kissing him passionately, and having Mark impale my ass with his own cock. He was the smallest of the three there, which is why he always got my ass, not that he was complaining of course, and neither was I.

The two of them were quite excited from the previous flirting we had done, and I was feeling oh so good from the spicy treat I ate before we arrived. Soon I was more than groaning between those two guys; I was cumming for them, and for myself.

And I didn't care who could hear. It was so much better than when we were young and I had to be careful of neighbors who didn't always appreciate our passionate fuck sessions. Now I felt free to tilt my head back and cry out in pleasure as the guys worked to fuck me both harder and faster.

James was cumming, emptying his balls into Mary, as Jenny was cumming on his tongue. All in all, we were happy, with us each having an orgasm to start the day off right.

We all hopped up to get a fresh round of drinks and talk about anything we wanted to try for the day. With larger parties, there's always someone taking a break and someone fucking, but with smaller parties we ebb and flow together.

As we were talking about some things we like to do, I noticed James getting excited. "Damn, boy, already?"

"Yeah," Jenny said. "It never takes him that long."

"I miss those days," my husband replied. "Remember when we'd have naked weekends, and fuck every chance we got?"

"Oh, and we had quite a few of them."

"Naked weekends?" James asked.

"Yeah, after we got home from work on Friday, we'd strip naked, fuck, and then stay naked all weekend long until we had to be back to work on Monday. We were usually pretty wiped on Monday, but it was so worth it."

"Yeah, just make sure you don't have to go out for anything," I offered.

"I don't know," Mary chimed in. "Those delivery guys got quite a show a few times," she said, smiling.

"Wait, did you do these together? How often?"

"Well, we did it almost every weekend," I said. As for together, that was about once a month, with either this sexy couple, or one of our other friends."

"Sometimes, several groups of friends," Mary added.

James was definitely ready now, and it was my time to fuck him. I walked over to him and led him to the mattress, wondering if anyone else was coming with us. I saw all eyes on us, and that was good enough for me, but when Jenny walked over, I knew it was going to be even more fun. 

I asked if I should lie down so she could sit on my face, but she wanted James on his back again, as she cupped my tits in her hands.

I wasn't going to argue with that.

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I have always thought of it as my job to help convert other ladies into the hotwife life, and it was something I was fairly good at, if I do say so myself.

I'd say I convince nearly half the people I talk to into taking a lover, with their husband's permission, or even converting them into swingers. The guys are often easier to convince of that… 

I wonder why? Could it be that when I talk to them about it, I'm often wearing a nearly see-through white shirt with no bra? Or that it's halfway unbuttoned, or more? Or that my nipples are always standing at attention, and that seems to get their attention? And yes, the husbands all love to look at me, but a fair number of wives do so as well.

Who knows the mysteries of what goes through a man's head when you talk to him about getting fucked a lot more?

Well, Melissa was the latest person I had convinced to try it. "Just once," she said to her husband, who was curious to watch his wife with another man.

I told him we should do it right away because I could tell how horny they both were just thinking about it, and I didn't want them to back out.

Luckily, my husband was more than willing to volunteer. And sure, while we're both middle-aged now, we're also both in great shape and better looking than the average person… and not just the average person our age.

Of course Melissa was even better looking than me, if I were being honest. I mean, I would totally do her if I was a guy… and even as a girl I was planning on trying to find a way to convince her to join me for some naughty fun.

Melissa was a little hesitant at first, but soon my husband was stripping her naked in front of her husband. I sat by her husband and whispered naughty words of encouragement to him. I hate it when husbands get all jealous… and a few rubs of his cock over his slacks always seems to remind him he's still hers, and he'll still get to fuck her, and maybe even soon.

My husband picked her up and carried her naked body to our bedroom, where he gently laid her down on the bed. He left her clothes so she wouldn't be tempted to get dressed and leave too soon. He was kissing down her body, devouring it wholly, and her body was definitely responding.

Carl, Melissa's husband, and I followed them and found my husband leaving a trail of kisses down her chest and between her legs. No girl ever had to ask my husband to go down on her. He absolutely loved going down on a wet, juicy pussy. 

I could hear her moaning as he spread her lips with his tongue. I had been on the receiving end of that tongue many times. I knew how he was piercing her pussy with a couple of fingers while he sucked on her lips, working up to play with her clit. How those fingers were working deeper and deeper into her, as he worked longer and longer on her pussy.

I watched as she arched her back, begging for more.

"Doesn't she look so sexy? I bet this is turning you on so much," I said, as I gripped his hard cock through his pants. I'd never let them take their clothes off yet. That has to wait, and I was making sure everything went in the right order.

"Oh, fuck," she called out, just as I have many times over and over.

As my husband pleased her, he was also slowly undoing his own pants, sliding them down as best he could.

As her orgasm finally faded, he kissed back up her body, pausing for a bit at her nipples, while continuing to finger her wet and waiting pussy.

He helped roll her to her side so she could see him as he stood beside the bed now. His pants had fallen to the ground, and he removed his shirt. His muscles were showing, and she liked what she saw. 

She reached out for his boxers and slowly removed them, gasping as she wrapped her small hand around his manhood. It was something she hadn't done, besides to her husband, since they had gotten married.

I thought back to the first time I experienced a man other than my husband. It was so exciting, if for that reason alone. However, I know my husband is also a great lover, and she'd have plenty to enjoy, let alone the several orgasms she's already had.

I watched my husband lift her legs up and pin them over his shoulders as he slid in and fucked her nice and deep. The cock ring he wore would brush up against her clit with every thrust, and she moaned louder and louder as he hit all the right spots deep inside her.

I held her husband's hand as she came again, and then a second time from my husband fucking her. "She's so fucking sexy like this." I ran my hand over the tent in his pants. "I can tell how much you like it. And when you fuck her the next time… oh, the both of you will see stars."

My husband pulled out of her and grabbed her hips, flipping her over. She got up on her hands and knees, and he went to licking her pussy from behind for a minute to calm himself down. He was good at making sex last, and I loved him for it, and so did our new friend here. He then went to town, pounding her from behind. She had started on her hands and knees, but soon was lying flat on the bed as my husband thrust deep inside her.

I watched as her eyes rolled back into her head. She was officially cum drunk, and would do anything to feel like this again, and again, and again… I smiled, knowing how I had converted this sweet young wife into an extremely sexy hotwife.

Carl tried to take his pants off, but I stopped him. "Not yet. Wait, and you'll find a new sexually awakened wife who will do anything with and for you," I teased.

My husband pulled out once again. He looked over at me, and I flashed him a smile. He sat on the bed, and pulled Melissa up onto his lap. She rocked back and forth, with his cock deep in her pussy, the ring tickling her clit every second she was there. She just moaned as he sucked on her amazing tits. 

I pulled off my shirt. I wore no bra under it, and then I slid my skirt off. I wore no panties either, and I let Carl feel my pussy. "I get so turned on watching him… just like you get turned on watching her… don't you?"

Carl just mumbled an agreement as his pretty house wife came all over another man's cock. I had lost count of how many orgasms my husband had given her, but it was a lot.

He picked Melissa up and told her to get on her knees. I ran over to her.

I looked up at my husband and pointed Melissa to look up at him as well. "Cover our faces, dear," I told him, watching him stroke himself. "Give us your cum."

Carl looked like he was going to say she didn't do that, but Melissa never said a word. Instead, she smiled as the first rope of cum landed on us, then another, and another. We were both a mess. Cum was on my face and tits, and Melissa's face and hair.

I leaned forward and took my husband's cock in my mouth. "Oh, yummy," I said. I looked at Carl. "Your wife tastes as good as she looks, doesn't she?"

He just mumbled something.

"I know you want to fuck her. Want to fuck her now? Right here? Come on, do it. Do your wife in front of us," I encouraged him.

He was so turned on it didn't take much. My husband and I watched as he took off his pants and led Melissa onto the bed, her legs hanging off the side. He slid right into her awaiting pussy, and moaned.

I came up behind him. "That's it," I said, whispering into his ear. "Fuck your sexy hotwife. Give what she wants. Reclaim that used pussy," I teased him, pressed up against his body; he could feel mine. 

I reached around and rubbed Melissa's clit, making sure she came again. I knew her husband couldn't last long like this. "Cover your pretty wife in cum. Make her a sexy cum slut," I teased.

He pulled out and shot his load, from her belly to her tits and a little beyond. She was a mess, and I loved it. There was nothing left for him, so I turned him around and, bending over, I took his cock into my mouth as well. "Oh, you two taste so good together," I said, sucking his cock and tasting her cum.

"If she wants to swing, I'd be happy to fuck you," I teased, while offering a hand to Melissa. "But for now, I think your wife needs to wash up. You stay here and relax. Honey, get him a beer, why don't you. He's earned it."

I took Melissa into the shower; her body was a little weak, but she was happy… very happy.

"I can't believe I did any of that," she said.

I just smiled. "Wasn't that fun?"

"Yeah… I'm so horny… still… I can't believe I let them cum on me. I never do that. What have I become?"

"When the sex is good, I mean fantastic, you'll do all types of things you never thought you'd do," I said, rubbing her tits as I washed the cum off. I spent way more time than was necessary, and soon had leaned in and kissed her.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

I stopped.

"I didn't say you had to stop… I can't believe I want you to do that. I've never kissed a girl, or anything else… I… I…"

I went in and started to finger her pussy while I kissed her some more.

"Oh, fuck," she said quietly as I pushed a third finger into her. "Oh, fuck," she said a little louder. "I've never done this…"

"Do you want me to stop?" I said so close our lips were practically touching.

"No. Never. Keep going."

So I did, and this time, I started kissing her neck, and then down her chest to her tits.

"Oh, FUCK," she said, before she just started grunting again.

Both our husbands came into the bathroom and watched as I fucked Melissa against the wall with my fingers, as she came yet again, this time for the first time with a girl.

"I didn't think today could get any hotter," Carl said as her orgasm finally faded. He had only put his boxers back on, and I could clearly see he was ready to fuck again.

"If you think this is hot, wait until you see some of the things we do. And I'll be more than happy to lead your cute little wife into all the naughty things she can do," I said, kissing her once again. "That is, unless you think you're up for some more now."

"No, no more… not now…" she said, exhausted.

"Well enough," I said, leading her out of the shower and helping to dry her off. "But after all this sex, I need to get laid," I said, taking my husband by the hand and leading him to the bed.

Carl and Melissa followed us, which I didn't mind at all. I lay on the bed, my legs spread, rubbing my pussy. "So who's going to fuck me first… that is, if you won't mind your husband fucking other girls."

"I don't think I normally would… but for now, I'm too sore, so I'll allow it."

Tammy was my sorority sister, my friend, and a sweet girl. A little too innocent, even for her own taste she'd tell you.

She wanted to do more, but was always so scared. Luckily, I was there to coach her. Of course, she was only willing to be with me when I met her, but I do like breaking someone out of their shell.

I had helped usher in a few guys into manhood when in high school, and even one of my female friends, so I knew what to do.

Now I knew Tammy would get lots of attention. She was tall, leggy, and blonde. If she had bigger tits, that would have helped, but I didn't have big tits, and I still had my choice of men. But, being a sexual young woman, I also made more than enough time for Tammy.

For over a month I have been making out with Tammy, first just kissing, then some over the clothes stuff. But last week, on Monday, I got her top off, and she loved it. On Tuesday she came into my room and closed the door, and wanted to know if we could do it again, "to practice for when I get to be with a boy," she said. As she asked, she pulled her top off, and I immediately reached out and put my hands on her warm breasts as I moved in and kissed her.

This time, though, I had her remove my shirt as well. I wasn't wearing a bra, so she got to feel my skin against hers, and she loved that even more. We made out, just above the waist, for over thirty minutes before she said she had to go.

I ran my hand up her leg. She was wearing pants, but I moved all the way up as I asked her to stay. As I rubbed her mound through her pants, she breathed a little heavier. "No… I… have… class…"

I'm pretty sure she was lying, but I didn't care. I had her right where she wanted to be.

Wednesday she came into my room again, and this time took her own shirt off before the door closed. She didn't even say anything, as I was on the phone talking to my boyfriend.

"Well, I know what you want," I teased, walking over to her and kissing her, while leaving my shirt on. "And I know any guy would love these cute little tits of yours as well," I said.

"No, they're too small."

"Guys don't care. Trust me," I told her, reminding her that I also had small tits and a cute boyfriend. "They'll like all different parts of you," I teased, moving my hand down her chest and toward her shorts she wore today.

She squirmed a little, but that was fine. I liked it.

"I know you liked when I touched you there, and you didn't stop me…"

"Yeah," she moaned as I ran my hand over her mound and through her shorts. 

"But it's so much better without these clothes in the way."

"I don't know," she said, almost as if to convince herself that she wanted to be good. "Mom says I shouldn't it. That it's special."

"It is, and it's a lot of fun to play with. Trust me," I said as I kissed her.

I just kept a little pressure on that spot, and soon she was unbuttoning her shorts. They fell to the ground as I moved my hand out of the way, and she was loving my hand against her thin cotton panties.

"Isn't that better?" I was now rubbing back and forth as I kissed her neck.

"Yeah," she breathily said.

I kissed down her neck, and down her shoulder as she sat on my lap now. I moved to suck on her cute little tits. "Take your panties off," I said, barely above a whisper.

Tammy didn't hesitate. Her fingers hooked into her cotton panties, and soon she was naked.

My hand returned to its spot, and I rubbed the outside of her pussy. Those soft virgin hairs covering her mound.

"Ever touch yourself there?"

"No," she said.

"Liar."

"Maybe… but it's… dirty…"

I pushed a finger inside her, and she gasped. "But it's fun…. Isn't it?"

"Oh, yes," she moaned as I kissed her.

"Take my shirt off," I ordered her, and she did.

Now she felt my skin against hers, and she loved it even more.

I returned to fingering her, first just a finger, then a second. My palm pressing against her clitoris as she started to moan. 

"I'm… I'm…"

I kissed her tightly as she came for me for the first time. And I knew, once she did that, she'd be mine forever.

We kissed and kissed, as she had her first orgasm with someone else, until her orgasm finally faded away. She was breathing hard, looking at me.

"That was even more fun than by myself."

"I knew you were a dirty girl," I said, letting out a little laugh, while she blushed. "Should I spank your dirty little ass?"

She wanted it, but was afraid, so I didn't, but I had her stand.

Then, she watched as I took off my pants and panties, getting as naked as she was. I sat back down on the chair and told her to straddle me. She learned how good it can feel just by being so close and rocking back and forth. She didn't even have to finger me… not that I would have stopped her.

The next day she came in again.

"Again? You're becoming a dirty girl," I teased. She blushed, and this time I had to work to strip her naked, not that she offered any resistance. She knew how much fun being naked was with me, and I loved having her naked.

I was wearing one of my boyfriend's button-up shirts, and I left it on, but unbuttoned, as we made out. This time I laid her down on the bed and told her she'd make some guy so happy doing this with him.

"No one would want to," she said.

"All would want to," I told her. "Imagine my boyfriend on top of you. I'm wearing his shirt. Can you smell him? I bet he'd love to be with you like this. Except he could do things I can't do."

As we made out, with me lying on top of her, we both orgasmed. And for a few more times, we did the same, although she couldn't have me over the weekend, as that was my time with my boyfriend.

I was back in my room on Monday, however, and she showed up as soon as her classes ended. 

"Wanting more?" I said with a smile. 

I was wearing the same shirt as last week. It was open as it was the last time, and this time, I was wearing nothing else. Let's just say I knew she was coming.

She came over, wearing her short shorts, tank top, and knee-high socks. I quickly got her naked, minus her knee-high socks. She just looked too damn sexy wearing them.

I brought her over to the edge of my bed and spread her legs wide. "I told my boyfriend about you. And he agreed, you sound so sexy, so desirable."

"Really?" she asked with hope in her voice.

"Sounds like you'd like to let him watch you," I said, fingering her pussy. "Sounds like you would want him to even fuck you… wouldn't you?"

"Yes," she moaned, as she neared her own orgasm.

"Tell me," I whispered in her ear.

"I want to fuck your boyfriend. I want to fuck him so bad… or anyone… please make me cum. Please…"

I gave into her wishes and made her cum, but not before I called out into the hall.

As her orgasm ran through her body, the door to my bedroom opened, and in walked my boyfriend.

He never took his eyes off her as he sat down in the chair at the other end of the bed. He smiled at me… at her, watching me make my friend cum all over my fingers. 

As her orgasm faded, I kept her legs spread, but pulled my fingers from her juicy pussy and licked them a little, moaning as I did. "She tastes so good," I said to my boyfriend.

"May I?" he asked, standing and walking toward her. But instead of sucking on my fingers, he kneeled down between her legs and took a long lick of her pussy. "Oh, she tastes good," he said before taking another lick, and then another.

Tammy just started to moan as she experienced a guy eating her out for the first time, while I groped her tits from behind. She was so close to cumming, "See, I told you he'd like it, and you. I bet if you asked him to fuck you right now he would, wouldn't you, dear?"

He just mumbled an agreement, given his mouth was full of something tasty.

"Go on, ask him," I whispered in his ear. "Be the dirty little slut we both know you want to be," I pressed her.

"Fuck… fuck me… please," she was nearly begging, whimpering, right on the edge of another orgasm.

I pinched her nipples as my boyfriend stood. He took off his shirt, showing his flat belly, and then undid his pants. Out sprang his hard cock.

"You're going to love this," I told her, as her mouth fell open in awe.

I helped her lie down on the bed, and then held her hand as my boyfriend climbed on top of her.

With that, I gripped her hand as he pushed into her, popping her cherry. She let out a little yelp, and he paused. "Don't worry, that's normal, and the rest is a lot of fun, trust me, I spent all weekend getting fucked. You're going to fucking love it."

As she got used to his size, and the pain faded, he started to fuck her. Slowly at first, then he sped up a bit, and a bit more.

Soon she was cumming all over his cock as I leaned down and kissed her, then him.

He was about to cum, and he pulled out, and I dove and took his cock in my mouth just before he shot his load. I held it all before taking it to my friend, and feeding her the guy's cum from her first time being fucked.

She didn't like it, at least as much as she liked fucking, but she didn't stop me either. We kissed as my boyfriend slid his still hard cock into her and pumped away a little longer. 

I had to catch my breath. To say that sex can be physical is… well… sometimes an understatement. But for my efforts, I was rewarded with a gift. I smiled at the box, knowing the theme of the gifts I often received.

I unwrapped the box and opened it. It was…well, unique to say the least. Well, for most people, to get it from their boyfriend it might be unique. But if you knew mine…

I smiled as I held up a seven plus inch long dildo that understood that breadth is more important than depth. It was nearly as wide as my wrist. Oh, I knew that was going to touch all the right spots… once I worked it in.

I turned and thanked my boyfriend as the girl next to me was opening her box. She had a similar toy. He liked to get us similar things, but never the same.

"Well, why don't you go upstairs and try them out?"

We both jumped up, hugging him, and I headed upstairs. My girlfriend? I'm not sure what you'd call her. We weren't dating, but we were both dating the same guy, and we'd often have sex with him together, and sometimes with each other if we were horny enough, which I have to admit was more often than I thought it would be when I first started living here.

For now, when someone asks, I just tell them she's my housemate, Amber, and leave it at that. People don't need to know she's also the bedmate that I have threesomes with my boyfriend all the time… or do I have threesomes with the two of them? We've never really defined it, you know.

The guy we were dating… more like just fucking… was well off, and so he could afford a sugar baby or two. And he was very sexual, which means it took us both to keep him satisfied. Luckily, I enjoy the sex, and getting to live in a mansion, and having my every whim taken care of… well, let's just say life could be a lot worse.

So as I headed up the stairs, I wasn't surprised to find him following us. I knew he was staring at our collective asses, which I didn't mind. It was my best asset, and better than Tiffani's, although I would have killed for her hair. Shoulder-length and dark brown, it framed her tanned body perfectly. Where my short hair meant it didn't fall in your face when I rode you, but it also meant you didn't have anything to run your hands through. Luckily, my ass made up for that, giving him something to really grab onto.

We were both giggling, holding our massive dildos in our hands as we raced upstairs. I turned and saw our boyfriend holding his phone, videoing us the whole time. It wasn't uncommon for him to video us. In fact, we'd often watch videos of him fucking the two of us, or one of his former girlfriends. 

Sometimes I wondered if he showed the videos of us with other people… actually, I was sure he did. I wondered how many people had seen me fucking him, and/or Amber.

We got to our playroom upstairs. It was like a bedroom, but had a few special amenities. Such as a Sybian, a closet full of costumes, and a large screen TV. It was only 80 inches, compared to the larger one downstairs, but more than enough to watch a dirty video on in 4k.

As he turned on a video for us to watch, it was a group sex scene with him and a few other guys servicing a couple of hot ladies. All the guys were like our boyfriend, fit, and well hung. Something that a dildo like this might prepare us for.

While we were tired from earlier, we also could be easily revitalized, and soon we were fucking ourselves with our new toys as we watched those lovely little sluts going at the group of guys. And while the three of us had plenty of threesomes between the three of us, I had never had two guys at once, and I have to admit, I was curious. 

I watched on the screen as a blonde walked over to a guy on a couch and sat on his cock while facing away from him, while another guy came up to her and pushed his cock into her mouth.

I watched as she wrapped her delicate fingers around that cock and showed off a fucking huge engagement ring. That blew me away, not just the size, but that someone like that could get married. I wondered if any of the guys there were going to be her husband.

Beside her, a busty brunette was sitting on the sofa, a guy between her legs eating out her juicy pussy. Oh, I loved being eaten out like that, and clearly, so did she.

I looked over at the Amber, and she was really into it as well. So much so that she was starting to cum all over her dildo. I just watched her, slowing my own masturbation so I could focus on her. Amber could do something I had never done before… she could squirt… more like gush. And I found that people either loved or hated it.

My boyfriend… he loved it, and I so wished I could do that for him.

While she could orgasm easier, and wetter, I was blessed with being able to cum multiple times easier, and soon I felt my next orgasm growing within me. I tried holding off, but watching Amber cum was just too much for me. 

My body started to shake as my orgasm shot through my body. I didn't scream out loud, but I wasn't quite either. I kept working that dildo in and out of my pussy, but I was losing my ability to control my body.

That's when I felt a hand over mine, helping me fuck myself. I tried opening my eyes and saw it was Amber. She was making sure I'd keep cumming, and when I was like this, I couldn't tell when one orgasm ended and another began. It just seemed like one massive orgasm to me.

"I think she needs even more," I heard my boyfriend say.

Since I was lying down, I couldn't see what he was doing. But I could feel the bed move.

He climbed onto his knees and pulled my body close to him. And when the dildo started to be removed from me, he stopped it. He wasn't interested in my pussy like he was earlier today. Now he wanted something different.

I felt his cock push against my asshole. I had learned to take it from him. And while it was uncomfortable at first, I actually had gotten to where I enjoy it, and can even orgasm just from getting my ass fucked.

Now, I had a massive dildo in my pussy, and a good sized cock in my ass.

"Oh fuck," I cried out, feeling fuller than I ever had before. "Oh FUCK!"

"Should I stop?"

"Don't you fucking dare," I told him. "Fuck me, oh, fuck this feels so fucking good."

And then I cried out in pleasure as the largest orgasm I've ever had hit. It wasn't just some orgasm, this caused me to see stars, and my eyes rolled back into my head. "Don't FUCKING Stop… Of FUCK!" I cried out over and over along with lots of just primal noises as I felt things I had never felt before.

"That's it, slut," my boyfriend called me, knowing how I take the word slut from him as a fucking compliment. "You need two, don't you? Well, take this, you little slut," and he started fucking me in the ass even harder.

And that was the last thing I remembered as I saw stars, and then it all faded to black.

I woke up with Amber on one side of me and my boyfriend on the other.

"I think she liked it," she said.

"I think you're right," he said.

"Oh, fuck… what happened?"

"You blacked out from cumming so hard," she said, running her fingertips over my bare breasts. It felt good, like tiny little electric shocks as she traced my skin and teased my nipples.

Even though I had blacked out, I was still horny.

"I've… I've never done that before…"

"Most people haven't, but I'm so glad I could help you get there," my boyfriend said.

"I think she's ready," Amber said.

I looked at her, confused. "Ready for what?"

"Well, not today," my boyfriend said.

"Of course not, silly," Amber said, leaning over and kissing him passionately in front of me. "But soon… aren't you."

"Ready for what?" I asked again, this time a little more impatiently.

"Ready for one of his parties where you can be passed around to a bunch of cocks… and take more than one at a time, silly," she said to me, before leaning down and kissing me as she lightly pinched my nipples.

"Really?" I paused, unsure of what was happening. "You want to share me… well more than just us?"

"Of course," Amber said. "He loves sharing his lovers, just like he shares you with me."

I looked up at the screen. There I saw the blonde who was fucking two guys before. Now she was between the brunette's legs, eating her pussy, while a guy fucked her from behind. The camera moved back, and I saw my boyfriend fucking the blonde… and as it moved back further, I saw the brunette was Amber.

Was she the girlfriend? Was I just the plaything?

As I thought, I felt the dildo being pushed into me again. As it did, my brain started to turn off once again, and I only thought about sex and how good it felt.

"We should start small… just a few guys.. And work her way up."

"Remember your first real party?"

I heard Amber moan at that.

I sat in my friend's kitchen as his mom poured me a glass of ice-cold tea. I couldn't help but stare at Ms. Reinhold, or "Judy" as she said I could call her.

"So you quit the basketball team?" She seemed surprised, despite knowing I didn't really play, and I never had an option of getting a basketball scholarship like her son did.

"Yeah, I'm just not that good. I figured I could spend a lot of time at practice to ride the bench, or I could do something I really enjoy."

"Oh," she said with a hint of curiosity, while knowing the answer.

Last weekend, we shared a passionate kiss that was more than a one-off thing, and I wanted more. I don't care if she was a cougar, or my friend's mom, I wanted her, and I wanted it a lot.

"Yeah, I figured I could find a job to make some money, unless you have any other ideas," I hinted, knowing full well what I really wanted.

I swallowed hard, hoping she would be thinking about it too. She was the only thing I could think of since that fateful Saturday, and I wanted to know if she felt the same way, or was I just some passing moment.

She handed me the glass, and our hands touched... my fingers lingered on her hand.

As she looked down at my hand, I looked into her eyes. I wanted her to look back into mine. I wanted to take her, as I had imagined so many times this past week. Take her in a way that girls my age wouldn't know how to be taken, or might be afraid to be taken.

"I know what you're thinking about," she said as my hand was on hers.

"I hope you've been thinking about it... like I have," I said, full of hope.

"You know we can't. You're young enough to be my son. You're friends with my son..."

"I won't tell if you won't," I said, leaning forward.

She wasn't moving away. In my experience, that meant she wanted to be right there with me. Didn't she? I awkwardly smiled at her.

"You're too young," she said, still standing there next to me. "Too inexperienced."

"I'm old enough... and I'm a quick learner. And what I don't know," I said, standing now, "I make up for in enthusiasm. Just try me to see."

Our faces were close now. I could feel her breath on me, but it had to be her move. It felt like hours having to wait. Then, quietly and suddenly, she leaned in and kissed me... and I kissed her back.

I kissed her passionately, and soon we were in each other's arms as I pulled her closer to me. She kept kissing me as my hands ran up and down her back until she pulled back and away.

I was afraid that was it. She couldn't do it anymore. Did I do something to ruin it, I wondered. A thousand thoughts ran through my head in that second... the second before she grabbed my hand and pulled me where she wanted to go.

Down the hall we went; I was watching her cute little ass more than where we were going. But soon, I found myself in her bedroom. A large king-size bed, which was mostly unused from what I gathered, sat there, waiting to be broken in.

I pulled her close to me again and kissed her. This time she worked to pull her top off. I saw those large MILF tits of hers and smiled. I fumbled with the clasp, first in the front, then, realizing it was in the back, and finally undid them. She shrugged her bra forward, and then down and off her arms.

I stared at her nipples; they were as hard as my dick. I bent down and licked them, then sucked, and then worked harder at sucking.

"Ow!" she yelped. "Those are still attached, you know."

I released them. A little too eager, I guess. "Sorry," I said, before working to kiss her neck. Girls always liked it when I kissed and sucked on their necks; Judy was no different.

"Just don't leave any lasting marks," she warned me. "You don't want my son to see them, do you?"

"Of course not," I said, kissing down her chest, and all over her tits.

She didn't seem to mind that I was kissing them quite passionately and sucking on them, sure to leave my marks on her there. I guess others wouldn't see them there.

As I sucked on her tits, I worked on undoing her shorts, as she worked on undoing mine. I had opened her shorts about when she opened my pants, and quickly pulled my pants down, winning that race.

As she had bent down to pull them out, she was right there when my hard cock sprang out.

"Fuck," she said, seeing it, then wrapping her slender hands around it. "Fuck you're hard... and big..."

"You do something to me," I said honestly. "I can't help it."

"I wouldn't want it any other way," she said, slowly stroking it. It felt so good. She looked up at me. "Are you really wanting to learn? To do what I say?"

I just nodded. With her hands around my hard cock, I would have done anything she said.

She got down on her knees and started to suck my cock. She started with little kisses, then took as much as she could into her mouth, before she gagged. She pulled back, saliva dripping from my cock into her mouth. "Fuck your big."

I smiled. Of course, I think most guys love to hear a woman tell them they're big, but when you're with a woman who's seen a few, at least you think she has, then you can't help but to wonder, if you are bigger than normal.

She went back down on me, and I let a little moan out. That didn't stop her; if anything, it encouraged her.

She pulled back, till just the head was in her mouth, as she stroked my cock, then teased the bottom of my cock with her tongue. She flicked it quickly and completely, stroking my cock until I was ready to cum.

I told her as much, but she stayed right there. My body tensed, and before long, I shot my load inside her mouth. So much cum was there, she couldn't keep it all in her mouth, and some leaked out. Then she swallowed it.

"Fuck," it was my turn to say. "That was amazing."

She looked up and smiled at me. "You ain't seen nothing yet," she said, before standing and taking her pants and panties down.

She climbed onto the bed with me and told me it was my turn.

"My turn?"

"Yep, I went down on you, now it's your turn to go down on me. And then we'll see what goes from there."

I wasn't sure what to do. I mean, I had girls hint around at it, but I had never actually done anything. So when she helped explain what to do, I have to admit I was a little hesitant, but I tried. She gave hints and told me what to do and when as I was going down on her. Soon she was cumming herself.

I had never made a girl cum like that before. I couldn't believe that a girl could cum so loud or long, and it made me feel like a real man. I'm sure if I had done that with my girlfriends... well, things might be a little different, and maybe I could do even more with them. Or even still be with them.

"You keep doing that, and you'll get what you want," Judy told me as she caught her breath.

I had moved up next to her, and she reached down and stroked my cock.

"And it looks like he's ready to play again."

I loved feeling her delicate hands on my stiff member.

She looked over at the clock. "We're not going to have a lot of time. But if you want, you know when the next practice is, and we can have some more fun then."

As I climbed on top of her, I realized how than more fun a full-sized bed was than the back of my car. As I was pumping in and out of her, and soon we were both cumming a second time for the day.

"Hurry and get dressed. And I'll see you tomorrow," she said.

I loved the sound of that, and even though I wanted her again right now, I was more than willing to wait a little for tomorrow.

My wife, Amber, had been gone for a week and returns home tomorrow. Tomorrow is also her thirtieth birthday, so I wanted to do something special after not seeing her for a while.

With it being a special birthday, her best friend, Katie, and I had decided to throw her a surprise birthday party. Her friend came over the day before to help prepare.... “After all, can you really be expected to have everything ready for him?”

Even though I thought I had things under control, I appreciated the help.

I was focusing on getting things ready when she kept seeming to be a little flirty with me... well, a little extra flirty with me. She’s always a little flirtatious. And depending upon my wife’s mood, her friend has a fun personality, or her friend is a dirty slut.

Having watched her, especially with her other relationships, I think she’s a bit slutty, but my wife enjoys her company so I make sure to not give into temptation and not rock the boat.

However, part of tonight's flirtatiousness was her wearing a short flowing skirt, and showing off a bit of cleavage. Now Katie was at least a cup larger than my wife, maybe more... and I have to admit that I enjoyed seeing her show off her bosom. Especially with the little extra bounce that she seemed to have today. Then it hit me. As she caught me staring at her chest, I noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“So, planning on going out after this?” I asked, trying to cover up what I was doing.

“No, why?” she asked, playing coy.

“Well, I know you like going out...” I said, trying to deflect, and failing miserably.

“Do you see anything you like?” she asked, getting more direct.

“Yes... no... I mean... what was the question again?”

She just laughed at me, which I deserved. I hope she was just doing this for her own amusement, and wasn’t going to rat me out to my wife.

More than once, I had caught a glimpse of Katie being a little naughty, and it might have turned me on, so when my wife and I got home, my wife got a great fuck session, all because her friend turned me on. But I would never admit to fantasizing about Katie. Not now... not ever.

Katie was putting up some streamers and had to reach up high.

I watched as her skirt lifted as she reached higher and higher, showing off her round ass. That was her second-best asset if you asked me. I could have sworn she was wearing a thong... but why wear that if she wasn’t planning on going out?

I tried not to stare and worked on setting everything up, but it was getting harder and harder. And it wasn’t just my concentration getting harder and harder… I know what I’d be doing to my wife if she was back in town already, but as she wasn’t I was looking at a lonely night… alone… because I’m married, and not that type of guy… right?

She dropped something and bent over to get it. As I watched from behind, I could have sworn I saw her pussy... was she going commando?

I loved it when my wife went commando, and she knew it. My wife would do it for me when she was in the mood, knowing that I’d pounce as soon as I noticed, and she loved that.

I had to hold back with Katie, as I was definitely in the mood, and I had a feeling she wouldn’t stop me. I tried thinking about football… which led me to thinking about cheerleaders… and what Katie would look like in a cheerleader outfit without a bra or panties as she kicked high, and bounced her beautiful breasts in front of me…. oh fuck… this isn’t working.

We had been going at it for about an hour when Katie asked if she could get me a beer, as she needed a drink. I was happy to take one, and we sat opposite each other and chatted. I kept wondering if she was sans-panties, but I couldn’t quite tell, and it’s not something you can just ask your wife’s best friend.

However, apparently, my intent to find out was found out. “I like my bra and panties to match, don’t you?”

“Huh,” I was lost. I hadn’t been paying close attention to the conversation, and missed the sudden turn.

She smiled and lifted the front of her skirt, showing off her bald pussy. “See... My panties and bra match,” she said with a smile, knowing she was turning me on.

“But you’re not wearing any panties,” I said like an idiot.

She undid a button, then another on her shirt, and opened it, putting the cold beer bottle between her breasts, and exposing most of them to me. Sure, she was still “covered” but not really.

She laughed as she saw the effect she was having on me.

“I think you’re going to jump your wife when we all jump out and yell surprise. I tell you, banging her in front of everyone will be a surprise... even by her standards.”

“I wouldn’t... what do you mean, even by her standards.”

“Oh, I said too much,” she said, trying to act all coy.

“No, what?”

“Well, I know Amber calls me a slut... although I like to think of myself as sexually adventurous. But I’ve got nothing on the sweet little Amber… at least how she used to be.”

I thought she was just trying to put me on, or piss me off. I waved her off.

“What? She hasn’t told you any of her tales from before she met you? I might have bigger tits and get guys to hit on me, but she could make men do whatever she wanted, and she wanted to try it all before she got married... and I think she did.”

“Stop, I don’t believe you.”

“You don’t have to... but how do you think she became such a good lover? She had plenty of experience. Of course, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that,” she said.

I noticed she kept her legs spread, showing off her shaved pussy, and I could have sworn her shirt had opened a little more. Was she just trying to seduce me?

“And it seems like you like the idea of it... or do you just enjoy staring at my almost naked body? Should I strip the rest of the way for you?”

“No... no... I don’t want you to do that,” I lied. The tent in my pants told the truth, however. Katie was turning me on, and I did want more. I would pounce on my wife as soon as I got a chance, and then I might ask her about her past. Might... I don’t know. It’s not like a believe Katie, who’s moved a little closer to me.

“Come on, we’ve shared boyfriends before, so why can’t I have you as well?”

“Well, how do I know this... how do I know you can share... I can be shared... I should... don’t I get a say in this?” I was nervous, and Katie had now cornered me.

Sure, I could have pushed her away and ordered her out. But I didn’t want to. Not really.

Katie ran her hand over the bulge in my pants, stroking me... and I didn’t stop her.

“We used to have contests to see how fast we could get each other’s boyfriends off... We’d set them up side by side,” she said, undoing my pants. “And we get on our knees in front of each other’s boyfriends.” She fished my hard cock out of my pants. “Her in front of my boyfriend. And me in front of hers... and then we’d...”

With that, she dove onto my hard cock, and swallowed the whole head at once, and then worked her way deeper. After a few bobs up and down my shaft, at least as much as she could get, she released my cock from her mouth and looked up at me.

“Wow, Amber wasn’t kidding about how big you are... no wonder she settled down with you. But I think she should share... and I mean share,” she said, as she pulled her top off, and then tugged down on her skirt.

Katie was almost naked.

“No... stop...” I said, barely above a whisper. “I can’t. I’m married...” I was trying not to, but not able to fight very hard for it as my body wanted Katie and wanted her right now.

I felt a pair of hands slide down my chest from behind me. “And what if I want this too?”

I nearly jumped out of my skin, spinning around. “What the fuck!?”

“Hi honey,” my wife said, smiling at me.

With my pants pulled down, I tripped over myself, and fell on the ground. My wife and Katie got on each side of me.

“I just wanted to thank you for the surprise party... even though I knew about it... and since I know you love staring at this slut, I figured I’d give you a chance to enjoy it.”

“Yeah, what she said,” Katie said, now completely naked.

“I don’t… what...?”

“Oh, come on,” my wife said. “I know you like checking Katie’s slutty little ass out. You always fuck me as soon as we get home after hanging out with her… and the sluttier she’s been that night, the harder you fuck me.” My wife leaned over and kissed me. “Don’t worry. I like how you fuck me when you’re all turned on.”

My wife paused and ran her hands over my chest. She liked doing that. She bit her lip, a sign that my wife is turned on, and I like seeing her do that. She reached for my cock and held it in her tiny hand.

“You know what some of my boyfriend’s really liked...” my wife asked as she held my cock up, so her friend could slide down on it.

It felt so good as my cock was enveloped by that warm, wet pussy of Katie’s. It was an amazing feeling, as my wife looked down at me.

“Nope, they liked something more,” she said as she reached down and started rubbing Katie’s clit, getting her to cum almost instantly.

My wife knew all guys liked watching a girl play with another girl, and this was something I never thought I’d see in real life, let alone my wife doing it.

“Nope, they liked something even more than Katie’s ability to cum on demand,” she said, as she leaned over and kissed her friend passionately. As they made out, I couldn’t hold back anymore. Not after all that teasing. I shot my load inside my wife’s best friend’s womb, breeding that dirty slut, and loving every second of it.

“Well, we know you liked that, but I think there’s something you’ll like even more,” my wife said, laying down on her back. She pulled up her own skirt, showing off her naked pussy as well.

Katie climbed on top of my wife, facing the opposite way so they could 69. I watched as Katie lowered her pussy to my wife’s face, and my wife licked her clean, gobbling up all the cum I had emptied into her friend.

She was right; I did like it more, and my cock was working on coming back to life.

Katie turned to look at me, arching her back. “I told you she had a way of convincing guys to do what she wanted.”

I just sat there in awe, looking at my, what I thought was a relatively innocent wife, eating out her best friend after having me fuck her raw.

I realized that Katie might have been right, and I might not have known everything about my wife... but now I was at least a little curious as to what else she had done... and what she’s going to want to do.

Last weekend hubby and I went into the casino for a night out together and some drinking.

As usual there were lots of people there gambling and having fun.

We were enjoying ourselves dancing, chatting and drinking.

After a few drinks a well dressed gentleman caught my eye and gave me a smile.

I’m very attached to well dressed guys and smiled back.

He was with his wife and she was very attractive too.

Hubby saw me looking and turned to see what I was looking at.

When hubby saw the guy he smiled and gave him a nod.

A little while later they came over and asked if they could join us for a drink. We were sitting in a booth with 2 lounge type seats on each side.

Their names were John and Lucy.

Johns wife Lucy was beautiful, A tall blonde with nice perky tits and short little red dress that just covered her butt and John was wearing a very nice business suit.

As the conversation flowed Hubby could see I was attracted to John as he was very charming and we began flirting. Hubby didn’t mind as he and Lucy had hit it off and were flirting just as much.

Lucy had a sore ankle as it was strapped and when it was my turn to get the next round of drinks John politely asked my hubby if he could ask me to dance.

Hubby loves watching me dance with other men especially when they’re as attractive as John.

When I came back we continued chatting and flirting and then John asked me to dance.

I looked at hubby and he smiled and told me to enjoy myself.

So we got up to dance.

While we were dancing I noticed that Lucy had moved next to hubby so she could also watch and so they could chat as It was very loud in there.

Her short dress was also riding up and she didn’t seem to mind that hubby could easily see her underwear.

As I looked over at them after a few minutes I noticed they were having a good laugh and that hubby now had his hand on her leg.

While John and I were dancing he placed his hands on my lower back and would often let them slip to my butt. The first few times I smiled and lifted them back up a little bit but they always managed to find their way back down to my butt and honestly I didn’t mind at all as I became more turned on.

So then I started to rub my leg against him and noticed that he was starting to get a little hard. As his hands were still on my butt and he was now squeezing it a little I turned to face away from him so I could rub my butt against him.

While I was facing away he had both hands around my waist, one low on my stomach and the other higher up almost on my tits.

We kept dancing and flirting and after another few songs we went back to join hubby and Lucy for another drink.

They were very chatty and obviously enjoying themselves and hubby still had his hand on Lucys leg.

As they were sitting next to each other we sat down across from them and we all continued talking, drinking and flirting.

The drinks kept flowing and John put his arm behind me and started to rub my lower back and butt and I now had my hand on his leg.

Another hour went by and John asked if we would like to come back to their hotel room across the road for a another drink were it would be a lot quieter. We both agreed and as we were leaving Lucy had to collect her coat from the cloak room.

My hubby said he would go with her and John said that was fine and we would meet them back at the hotel.

I was now so turned on with scenarios running through my mind.

When we got back to their room he opened the door and we went in.

It was a very large suite with a separate bedroom from the living area.

John said he needed to go to the toilet and I told him to point me towards the mini bar and Id get the drinks started.

As I was pouring the drinks John returned and came up behind me and put his arm around me and cupped a breast.

I looked up at him smiling and he kissed me. He also lent into me pressing his slightly hard cock against my butt, It was so hot.

Just as we were kissing Lucy and hubby opened the door and walked in so we stopped and all sat down for a drink.

Again me next to John and hubby next to Lucy on the couch together.

I then heard Lucy say to hubby that it looked like they had just interrupted something and we all laughed knowing that they had.

John had his hand on my bare thigh where the split from my dress is.

I was getting very wet.

Lucy was a little drunk and relaxed and her legs were slightly open allowing us all a full view of her tiny red thong.

It was a hot site and we were all was enjoying the view, especially hubby.

John said he would love to have another dance and I was also very keen.

He got up to put some music on and I moved over to give my hubby a passionate kiss.

While I was kissing him Lucy ran her hand up my leg and John came over and again gave my butt a little squeeze.

He then grabbed me by the hand and we moved away to dance.

This time he was very hands on. He groped me and I let him so I then started to rub his cock with my leg while we danced.

I was wet and extremely turned on by this point.

Then he put his hand under my chin, lifting my head up and then we kissed again this time in front of hubby and Lucy.

After a few seconds I stoped and looked over at my hubby. He smiled and had his hand around Lucys back and she was also rubbing his leg.

Her skirt had lifted up being so short and was up above her butt so she was sitting on her thong which was in full view for hubby.

My hubby was stroking her butt while watching us dance and kiss.

I then relaxed knowing hubby was enjoying himself and kissed John passionately again.

He had one hand on my butt and the other now on my tits. Then he moved it inside my dress onto my bare tit.

Hubby was now kissing Lucy too.

After a song or two John grabbed my hand and led me to the bed room leaving the door open.

Once in the room we started kissing again and I rubbed his cock through his pants.

While we were kissing and I was rubbing johns cock he unzipped the back of my dress. Then move the shoulder straps off my shoulders allowing my dress to fall to the floor, leaving me in just my black lace panties.

I unzipped his cock and pulled it out so he then laid back on the bed and I went to suck him.

He had a beautiful cock. Shaven , big and very suckable

I sucked him long and slowly until he pulled me up to him and turned me over. It was his turn to pleasure me.

He started kissing me, slowly moving down to my tits, then to my stomach and then to the top of my panties. He touched my pussy through my panties and I almost came right away, after a little touching he removed my panties and started to kiss and lick my pussy.

I wasn’t long until I had my first orgasm. (I cum very quickly and often) after a few orgasms he came up to me and I felt his cock press against my pussy and being incredibly wet the head slipped straight in.

John started to fuck me.

While this was happening things must’ve been moving along well out in the lounge room because we could hear Lucy moaning in pleasure.

John fucked me long and hard with my legs in the air.

I had another few orgasms then he flipped me over. I was now on all fours looking out the door and could see hubby face down in between Lucy’s legs.

After some more fucking my hubby and Lucy came into the bedroom room. Hubby sat in the chair and she climbed onto him facing us. We were now all fucking in the same room.

They looked so hot and it was amazing being able to watch hubby with her.

This made me cum hard, quickly and often. We changed positions until John flipped over onto my back once again on the bed and my hubby moved Lucy onto the bed also on her back. Our heads next to each other but legs facing the opposite ways.

So the hubby’s were on different sides and Lucy and I could kiss.

This went on for what seemed like hours until I could feel Johns cock starting to throb. John then pulled out and shot his cum all over my stomach and tits.

This must’ve pushed hubby over the edge because he pulled out and came within seconds of John all over Lucy.

Then we all laid there together enjoying what had just happened.

Slowly we got up and I went for a shower while the others went back to their drinks.

Once I got out we got dressed and all exchanged numbers and hubby and I left. It was around 3am and everyone was very tied and exhausted.

Hubby and I got an Uber and I couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened.

Hubby was sitting behind the driver so I undid my seatbelt and laid with my head in his lap. I Started rubbing his cock and then pulled it out and started giving him head.

I could taste Lucy on his cock. Hubby lifted up my dress up and started rubbing my pussy through my underwear and I’m sure the driver had a full view but all I could think about was the fucking I’d just had and bring able to taste Lucy on hubby’s cock was incredibly hot.

Hubby then came again in my mouth and I just laid there until we got home.

We got straight into bed and hubby was behind me, we were both naked and hubby was once again hard. He then fucked me from behind to reclaim his wife.

From there we held each other until we fell asleep which wasn’t very long at all.