It was so cool being at the Jill’s brother’s party. I wasn’t kidding myself, the only reason I was there was because of my friendship with Jill. It didn’t matter though, I was enjoying watching the boys and girls dance and listening to the music. It was a hot day and so there were a lot of kids in the pool playing water volleyball. Some just talking. I enjoyed watching the boys trying to impress the girls. Suddenly a water balloon hit me and broke open soaking me on my blouse. This good-looking guy came and apologized to me and went his way laughing chasing someone with another balloon. I found a lounge chair by the pool and watched a few minutes. Jill came up and sat down on the bottom of the chair.

 

“Hey I have suit upstairs for you to put on. Sorry to see you get soaked like that. We can put you clothes in the dryer and dry them. Besides you could use some sun on you body.”

She grabbed my hand and pulled me up and so we went to her room and she pulled out a cute white bikini.

 

She held it up to me and said, “Try this on. I think its perfect. Well except my breasts are bigger but it will look good on you.”

I undressed and stepped into thong and pulled it up. Wow it was the first time I had something this skimpy on. My butt cheeks were all out there for all to see with the only cover stretched in the crack of my ass and a little patch covering my crotch. I picked up the top and put my arms through the straps and Jill came behind me and fastened the hook.

 

Jill and I stood there looking into the full-length mirror at the exposure of my body.

If only my breasts were bigger, I think I would look really great in this suit. Jill must have been thinking the same thing because she walked to her dresser and opened the drawer and pulled out some flesh colored rubber pads. She walked up to me and pulled the top away from my breasts and began inserting the pads.

 

“Here this will help. I used to wear them before my breasts filled in.” and stepping aside I looked and I couldn’t believe the transformation. God I wish I had real big breasts. I actually looked sexy.

 

“Come let’s get your clothes in the dryer and get back to the party.” Jill said picking up my clothes and heading down the stairs. “I’ll take care of these go join the party again. I will join you in a minute.” And she disappeared with my clothes.

I walked out in the crowd and felt naked. Guys would stop talking and watch me go by and then turn back to their conversations. God I felt like every eye was on me. At first it scared me but then it was really kind of sexy, being the focus of attention. I sat down on the lounge chairs again and before I could even lay down a good-looking guy came up and sat down on a chair next to me.

 

“Would you like some sun screen?”

“Sure, thanks.” I said.

“I’m Brent. What’s your name?” he said as he began to rub the oil in my shoulders and on my back.

“ Julie.” I said enjoying his hands on my body. “Thanks again for the oil.”

“My pleasure Julie.” Brent said.

Jill showed up and took the bottle away from him and said to Brent.

“ What would Monica say if she saw you putting your hands all over Julie?”

“ Monica is not here Jill. So she wouldn’t see me now would she.” Brent said mockingly and walked away.

 

Wow it seemed like suddenly I was visible whereas before nobody noticed me.

Jill finished putting the oil on me saying, “ Sorry to run him off but Brent has a roving eye. Not the kind of guy you want to have his hands touching you.”

 

I said thanks and laid back on the lounge. Oh the sun felt great. The music playing and the sounds of people talking, splashing, laughing was wonderful. As soon as I would close my eyes someone would come up and ask me if I wanted a drink. I don’t know how many glasses of purple punch I had as well as how many joints came my way. But before I knew it my head was spinning. I decided to get up and go inside to get out of the sun. I started to stand and suddenly Jill’s brother; Stan grabbed hold of my arm to steady me.

 

“Hey easy does it Julie. Let me help you.” He guided me through the maze of people and into the house. “Hope you have been enjoying the party.”

 

“God yes! I think the sun got to me.” I heard myself say.

 

“Well looking at your skin, I am in agreement. You will hurt later from that burn you got.” Stan said. “ By the way you look great in that swim suit. Better than my sister ever looked in it.” He then laughed.

 

The air conditioning felt great. I sat down at the stool at the bar in the recreation room.

 

“ Are you going to be ok?” Stan asked.

 

“ Yeah, I think I will call my brother to come and pick me up. Do you mind if I use your phone?” I said.

 

“No not at all.” And he handed me the phone.

I dialed the number and when I heard my brother Tom answer asked him if he could come and get me.

 

“Sure, Julie. I will be there soon.” And he hung up.

 

I went to the laundry room looking for my clothes but couldn’t find them. All I could find was towels pilled up everywhere. I walked out to find Jill but she wasn’t anywhere to be found. So I just wrapped a large towel around myself and figured I would pick up my clothes another day.

 

My brother Tom came walking in the house and seeing me came over and asked.

 

“You ok sis? You look smashed! I am glad you called me instead of mom or dad! God they loose it on you.”

 

“Thanks for coming Tom, I think I got too much Sun.” I said trying to sound sober and straight.

 

“Yeah right. Ok here it would be better for me to carry you.” He said and in one swoop he had me cradled in his arms carrying me to the car.

 

Bob, Bill and Mike other brothers were in the car waiting. I felt kind of embarrassed as Tom stood me up so I could get in the backseat with Bob and Bill. I crawled in the middle between them and felt squished as Bob got back in and closed the door.

Tom got back in the drivers seat and off we went.

 

I just leaned back and closed my eyes. Everything was spinning faster and faster. The cold leather on my skin felt good. I listened to the conversation between my brothers as they talked about stopping somewhere and taking care of something. I had no clue what they were talking about and it really didn’t matter to me just as long as we got home so I could lie down and sleep this off. Mike said they would flip a coin to find out who is first. And then who has heads or tales.

 

“Julie, were going to stop for a bit so you can sober up before we get you home. We would hate to have mom and dad see you like this.” Tom said as the car came to a stop.

“Besides there is something we have been wanting to do for quite some time now. Do you mind?”

 

“No, I don’t mind. Just don’t tell mom and dad on me ok?” I said.

 

“Well we all have things that they don’t need to know, right?” Bob chimed in.

 

I heard the doors open and Bob got out and suddenly Bill reached over and pulled the towel open. I opened my eyes and Tom, Mike were looking at me from over the front seat. Bill put his hand on my thigh and pushing me down in the seat.

I yelled. “ Hey what’s going on? Leave me along. Stop it!” but that only brought laughter from all of them.

 

Bob grabbed my hair and pulled me toward the open door. I screamed in pain!

“Ouch, what the hell you doing! Get off me Bill! Get your hands off me!” but it didn’t stop them. I started to scream again and suddenly Bob stuck his hard cock into my mouth and rammed it to the back of my throat. I gasped for air. I could feel Bill moving my suit aside and his fingers probing inside my hole.

 

All I could see was Bob’s pubic hair as held my nose into his crotch with his cock buried deep into my throat. I tried to hit him and push Bill off me. I tried to scratch and grab any flesh I could grab but my hands soon were pinned down.

 

One of my legs was hoisted over the front seat and I felt hands holding it there. I was spread wide open. Bill was between my legs and trying to stick his cock into me. I kept shifting my ass so as to prevent him. Everything was spinning around me. I need air! I felt like I was going to faint. But Bob kept my mouth and throat plugged with his hard shaft. I struggled and managed to get one arm loose and grabbed a handful of hair off Bills chest.

 

“OUCH!” He yelled. I was desperate for air! I felt like I was starting to lose consciousness. My arm was grabbed and once again pinned down. Suddenly Bob pulled out of me just enough for me to gasp in some air and then he shoved my nose in his crotch again sticking his dick back in my throat.

 

I was choking, gagging, I tried to move my head but he had his hand on the back of my head and keeping me pulled to him. I felt Bills cock at the entrance of my vagina with the head of it pushing into me. God, I felt like I was being stabbed. I tried to fight but the more I moved the more he entered into me.

 

I heard Bill say, “ Oh man she is so fucking tight!” and he shoved deeper into me.

 

I wanted to scream! I was in pain, being ripped in two. I was gagging needing air. I felt like my eyes were going to pop out of their sockets. Everything was getting hazy, blurry. Between the purple punch, the smoke, the sun and now lack of air.

 

I heard laughing all around me. The tears fell from my eyes. Bob started fucking my mouth slowly allowing me to at least breath. I would exhale when he pulled out of my throat and inhale before he could plug it up again.

 

“That’s it little Julie!” Bob said, “I think your going to be good at sucking cocks.”

 

Bill was deeper in my vagina, shoving and backing off and then shoving his way even deeper. I couldn’t fight them anymore. Everything was spinning too fast. It was too blurry for me. The tears fell down my cheek and nose adding to the saliva on Bobs cock as he fucked my mouth and throat.

 

Bill was ripping me apart as he took my virginity. I was going to faint from the pain.

Bill suddenly stiffened and it felt as if his cock grew in me. Then I felt a hot sticky fluid shooting inside me. It felt good sense it helped to lubricate my insides. Bill was grunting and suddenly he stopped fucking my pussy. He just lay on top of me.

 

Bobs cock was getting harder and I felt the hot steamy fluid shoot down my throat just as I was breathing in. I was choking on it. I didn’t have time to cough because his cock was deep in my throat again. I tried to swallow the fluid but it just kept shooting out drowning me as it poured into my lungs. I knew I was going to die. I gasped but it just seemed to bring more hot stick fluid. Finally he pulled out and I began to cough to clear my lungs.

 

He let my head drop and I banged my head on the bottom of the car door. Bill had climbed off of me and left me sprawled out with my gapping hole exposed, dripping blood and semen down the crack of my ass and onto the leather seat. I just lay there crying and trying to breath.

 

I felt strong hands reach in for me and I looked up and saw Tom gabbing my under my arms and pulling me out of the car.

 

“Sis, don’t get blood and cum on my seat!” Tom said and then picked me up and carried me to a blanket that was lying out on the grass. Tom put me down and as I looked up I could see Tom and Mike were both naked and looking down at me. All I could do was cry. I sobbed, “NO, PLEASE NO!”

 

Mike and Tom positioned me on my hands and knees. My legs were spread open and Tom was kneeling between them. Mike was in front of me with his cock in his hand and pulling my hair so as to raise my head to its level. I cried out once more for them to stop but only to get Mikes cock in my mouth. At the same time Tom rammed his cock into my pussy. I screamed but no one could hear me! God Tom was much bigger than Bill. Tom must be huge! I would be totally ripped apart this time.

 

Mike and Tom soon began to fuck me in rhythm. Both would push in me at the same time as if they wanted to squish me between them. Tom was soooo big. God it hurt. The pain. I wanted to faint, but feared unconsciousness.

 

“Ummm, Damn she is tight. It’s a good thing you loosened her up a bit Bill.” Tom grunted.

“Well hell, if I wouldn’t have there would have been no way you would have fit!” Bill said light heartedly. “Didn’t I tell you Sis has a fucking tight hole?”

“Let me get this top off her and lets see those tiny tits.” Bob said as I felt hands on the back of the strap unhooking the top. It fell loose and down my arms to the ground.

“Not much in the way of size but god I love those nipples.” I could feel hands reaching under me and massaging my breast. Hands were everywhere. I had no idea whose hands were where.

 

Tom was fucking me harder and harder from behind and Mike fucked me in the mouth. His balls slapped against my chin. The heat was causing everyone to sweat. I could feel sweat falling from my body. Someone was pinching my nipples. Pulling on them.

 

“Well sis, you look like a real whore being banged. Shame we don’t have a video camera going.” Bill laughed.

Both Bob and Bill began to chant, “ Fuck the bitch guys. Bang the whore. Shoot your load.”

Again and again they chanted spurring Mike and Tom on.

 

“Hold on a minute Mike.” Tom said, “ I want to lay down and have her ride me.”

With that they pulled out and Tom lay down and I was picked up and positioned above Toms huge cock. Hands pulled me down impaling me. Tom started fucking me again this time from underneath. Mike resumed his position in front of my face. I opened and took his cock in. I had no strength to fight them anymore.

 

“ Julie, use your tongue, and lick my cock. Around the head, ummmm that’s it. Now lick all the way down the underneath side of my cock and lick my balls. Ummmmm, now that’s what a real woman does with a cock. Ummm that’s it just keep doing that. Ummmmm, Ummmmmm, now suck it in your mouth slowly. Oh yeah that it.” Mike coached me.

 

I just wanted it to end and as long as I fought them it would never end. So I licked and sucked and then he began to shoot his cum in my face hitting me in the eye and on the forehead and in the hair. Bob and Bill were standing there with their cocks waiting for me to suck and lick. I began to alternate between then as they pulled my head to the next one for me to suck.

 

Tom didn’t miss a beat though, he just kept fucking me, pushing me up and when he fell to the ground I would fall with him pushing him deeper in me. I was in pain but also feeling feelings I had never felt before. My breathing was getting harder and harder as if I had been running. I was physically getting drained, exhausted. The world was still spinning out of control as if I was on some weird drug.

 

Suddenly I began to convulse and shudder deep inside me. My muscles began to contract and my pussy began to flood with hot fluid. I couldn’t catch my breath. At the same time Tom also shuddered and Grunted and his hot sticky fluid was mixed with mine. I slumped over not able to hold myself upright anymore. As I rolled off of Tom and onto the ground everything went black.

 

I began to move but I couldn’t because of the pain. My face was filled with dried tears, sweat and cum. I could hear the voices of my brothers as they talked about their experience in fucking me. How I looked in that bikini when they picked me up at the party. How they had been watching me for some time when I would go from the bathroom to my room in my short robe. How I would give them a hard on when I would wear my short mini skirts and how my nipples would stick out of my flat chest.

 

I lay there not wanting to move but finally opening my eyes I realized that it had stated to get dark. Tom was the first to notice that I had awakened. He came over and I started to hit and scratch him. He grabbed my wrist and sat on top of me. Holding my arms above my head, he bent over and kissed me. I spat on him and I found myself crying uncontrollably. He stood up pulling me up and to him and he pinned my arms behind me and just held me. Trying to comfort me.

 

“Its ok now. We aren’t going to hurt you. Were cool. You were a real lady and in time your going to an even better woman.” He whispered into my ear. “ Come lets get you dressed and get you home. What you need is nice soaking in the hot tub.”

With that Tom wrapped the towel around me and carried me to the car. So gentle, so kind, I was so confused. I got in the car wedged between Bob and Bill again not wanting their skin to tough me. I curled up to protect myself sobbing. Tears falling on my knees as I rode home.

When we got home the house was dark and my brothers told me that our folks went away for the weekend and would not be home till Monday. God what was I going to do!!!!!

 

 

I, myself, am a very sexually-enlightened mature gal of thirty-six. My looks never seemed to fade, as I was adamant about taking care of myself at an early age. They are both taller than me by about two inches (I am a tiny woman), and my slender body always ached to be touched and handled. Breasts that are firm and perky--and of adequate size--are mounted high on my chest. My eyes are small pools of emerald, and my hair is thin and red, spilling down my back like the lava from an extremely hot volcano.

Anyway, now that the introductions are over, I'll tell you about my first day.

After hearing about this firm from a friend, and needing a new secretary job (I have been a professional one since I was eighteen), I decided to check it out. I was dressed to make mouths drool, and organs leak cream. I had my hair done up in that classy look, and my make-up was soft, but at the same time, alluring. The business jacket and skirt I donned were of a deep blue shade, with very thin vertical stripes. Under my jacket I wore a black, button-down shirt, and the collars folded over the collars of the blazer. The skirt came to right above my knee--about four inches--and I had on a pair of silk nylon thigh-highs. Strappy high-heels adorned my delicate feet. I was ready.

I strolled in with my briefcase in hand around eight-thirty in the morning. The office was air-conditioned (thank God!), and had the usual smells I was used to: ink, paper, metal, and that wonderful potpourri of many womanly scents combined.

I noticed the young girl sitting at the reception desk. She was no older than, say, nineteen or twenty, and she was beautiful. Her smile beamed at me as I approached.

"Hi, my name is Trisha Valun, and I'm supposed to start today. Can you help me find my way around?" I returned her smile, and checked out her legs as she stood from her desk.

She reached out a hand, and said in a friendly voice: "Hi. My name's Carrie, and I would love to. We're still a small firm, yet, so it won't take long. Follow me."

No problem there,

We walked down the aisle toward the rear, right-side of the office. She pointed to a comfy little cubicle just outside the windowless office of the bosses. It had all the basic components of a secretarial cubicle, so I won't bore with the details. She pulled the chair out for me--which I thought was overly nice, but sweet. I sat, and asked her when I should expect instructions from one of the bosses.

She grinned down at me; it seemed like she was chewing on me with her blue eyes, and I felt my pussy getting heated. She leaned forward, placing the palms of her hands on the desk--giving me a view of her mounds of cleavage--and said, "Don't worry, Ms. Valun. They'll be out for you shortly. I think you're gonna love working here; I know I do." She winked at me, twirled so her skirt rode high, revealing the stocking-tops and straps that connected them to her garter belt, and walked off.

What in the world is goin' on here?

I took this time to look around, scanning the office to see all the other people that worked here. Being a lover of pornography, I recognized some of the women and men as former stars. This was incredible! I knew this was the place for me. Quite a few of them I had actually fingered myself to, watching as they chugged cock, ate pussy, or just plain fucked in both the asshole and cunt.

I felt the sudden urge to go to the bathroom for a quick masturbation session, when the door to the bosses' office opened up. Out walked Devin, platinum hair glimmering, with a full-lipped, red-painted smile. She beckoned me in with a French-manicured finger gesture.

Rising, I grabbed my briefcase off the desk, and followed her into their office.

She was dressed in a white business skirt and blazer like me--except for the color. She was also wearing stockings or pantyhose that were as white as winter snow. Covering her feet, all the way up to her knees, were cotton-shaded leather, spike-heeled boots. Her ass looked glorious as I shut the door behind me.

Their office was very spacious. A large, rectangle table was set in the center. At the left and right sides were their desks, facing each other. Couches lined the other walls. The most interesting objects in the room, though, were hanging on the walls. Almost every single sexual toy and device that existed were displayed on them.

I was really taken aback by all this, when Devin sat down on the table in front of me next to Devine, crossing her legs slowly, said, "Do you like what you see of our business so far?"

I stole a glance at the two sets of lengthy legs before me, and responded: "You bet I do, Ms. Devin. You have a very interesting office here."

"Just Devin, please, Trisha. Now, do you know why we hired you?"

"Of course. I am to be your secretary. And yours, as well," I nodded to Devine, who looked scrumptious in her very tight-fitting and extremely short spandex shorts. Her legs were glistening with sweat, like she just got through running or something. Her sports-bra was stretched taught across her huge tits; her nipples were trying to pierce the thin fabric. Her feet were covered with athletic sneakers.

"Well, yes, that." Devin grinned at her partner. "But there are other reasons why we chose you to work here. For legal reasons, though, we'll need you to to sign this waver before we discuss any of that. I assure you, I think you'll like what we have to say."

She produced a paper from behind her, and handed it to me. I read through it. All that it said was that, if I didn't like what was being asked of me, I couldn't tell anyone what we had discussed in here; that it was confidential. If I did like it, then it wouldn't matter what I said, as long as it was in friendly conversation. Not anything that would be considered negative to the firm. I agreed, and signed it.

After Devine placed the paper inside a briefcase, she started talking. "Well, first of all. Let me say that right now, you are just a secretary. And, after we proposition you, if you do not agree, you can remain so without having to feel like you might be fired or something. So don't worry." She paused, trailing her gaze from my feet, all the way up to my face. "You are an extremely sexy and beautiful woman. We have another position in mind for you if you would like to hear about it? One that would almost triple your salary--plus many other perks that I think you would find interesting. Would you like to hear about it, Trisha?"

"Yes I would, Deivine. It sounds very interesting, indeed." I thought I knew where this was heading, and moisture bubbled out into my panties from my juicy cunt.

"Devin?"

Devin took over the proposal. "We have a special kind of firm here, Trisha. At times, when we have meetings with men and women who want to settle certain cases, we offer them males or females for sexual encounters. And we're always on the lookout for new--skin, you might say." She laughed, and it was musical. "But we need special women. Women who are into it all: blowjobs, swallowing cum, anal sex, sex with another girl, orgies, even some fetishes. As you have probably noticed already, one of the major fetishes that a lot of our clients love, is the nylon fetish. And I am so happy to see that you love to wear them, too. That's a bonus." She uncrossed her legs, allowing me a peek up her slitted skirt to the area where her panties were shrouding her twat. I peeked, and she smiled wide. After crossing them the other way, she continued. "I see you also like other women. Of course, we would love to have sex with you first, if you would want that? Do you want to lick and suck with me and Devine?"

Nipples stiffened; cunt pulsed; and panties soaked, as I nodded--almost hypnotically--yes.

"Now, before we go on, we would like to know: Do you want this new job, or no?" She stood up from the table, along with Devine. I noticed that Devine had a prominent camel toe between her thighs; it looked delicious.

"If I didn't accept this job, I would have to get my fuckin' head checked! Of course I accept; I'm into all of that stuff you mentioned. My experience with girl-on-girl sex is limited, though. I was only with one other woman before, so...."

"Oh, don't worry about that, shugah. We're excellent teachers. Now here's your contract. Look it over, and sign all the forms."

I did, and it took ten minutes. Handing it back, I inquired, "So, what next?"

"Next," Devine spoke up, "we have to inspect your sexual areas, just to see if you take care of yourself. And, of course, 'cause we're horny" All three of us laughed at that. "We'll sit right here in the chairs, and you get that sweet ass up on the desk."

"Okay," I said, as I dropped my briefcase to the floor. The women sat down in two leather chairs, facing the huge table. I climbed on top of it, crawling on all-fours towards them. "Now what?"

"Stand up, and show us your big titties, Trisha. Let's see how they look without that blazer, shirt, then bra on." Devine placed her hand on the mound of spandex that was covering the dark-haired woman's snatch. She squeezed, and Devine let out a little moan.

I stood, rising from the table like a cobra out of its basket. Starting from the top, I unfastened button after button, exposing the shirt underneath. I let the jacket slide off my arms, landing in a cloth-puddle behind me.

"Those are quite lovely inside that shirt, Trisha. Your nipples are very striking; that's another bonus. Now--off with the shirt," Devine ordered.

Once again beginning at the top, I slowly undid all the buttons. The smooth, white skin of my flat stomach and black bra exposed themselves to the sexy women below me. I felt like I was a stripper in some club, dancing for these women.

Devine slipped a hand under Devin's skirt; her legs were parted as far as the skirt would allow, and the dreamy facade of her face told me that she was really enjoying herself.

"You have a perfect tummy; very lickable. Now the bra, hun. Show off those tits for us," Devin said, her voice low from the obvious pleasure her friend was giving her. "Finger my cunt harder, D; I want our new friend to enjoy the show." She slid her skirt up, revealing the lacy tops of her thigh-highs, and pantied pussy, where Devine's fingers were playing a concerto over her fleshy folds. I spotted not a single hair anywhere on that puss, as I undid the clasp on the front of my bra. Watching these two lovely ladies getting off in front of me was making my twat expell drop after slippery drop of juice, drenching my black panties profusely.

I needed to taste them both, and soon. Pulling the bra apart, my tits were finally showing themselves to my new bosses. The air-conditioning (along with my own horniness) stiffened my nips incredibly. I saw both girls lick their lips at the same time.

Devine said, "Those are glorious tits, Trish. Perfect size for lickin', suckin', and fuckin'. Can you bring them down here so we can have a taste?"

"Yes I can. I was hoping you would ask me that." I got down like a dog again, and crept towards them; my large breasts swinging seductively under me.

When I reached the end of the table, I leaned forward as far as I could go. Both women bent to my chest, each grabbing a handful of tit. They caressed, squeezed, and pinched, making my cunt turn into a fire pit of passion and longing. First, they indulged in a sloppy, loving kiss; I watched as their tongues swiped all around the other's lips. After tonguing each other's mouths, they turned their attention to my tits again. Each one pulled a heavy breast to their warm mouths, kissing softly all around the sensitive area. I couldn't believe that I had not one--but two --beautiful women suckling on my tits like they were starving for them. I noticed that Devine was the more aggressive one, as she nibbled and bit hard on my nipple; it sent shivers and tingles through my body like a million tiny fingers were running all over me. I panted, feeling an orgasm nearing.

The sucking and slurping sounds that filled the office were incredible. Their wet, warm mouths, chewing on my fun-bags, was...well...devine! Trails of spit were spilling down my breasts, landing on the wooden table in droplets the size of dimes.

Devin and Devine gave each tit one last suck, and let them go gently. Each one bounced a little, as I stated, "That was the greatest sexual experience in my life; a few more minutes and I would have creamed my panties!"

Devine went back to frigging her friend's clit, and responded, "Oh, don't worry. You will have many orgasms today, I assure you. Now, let's say we see what you have hiding down there, Trisha? I can't wait any longer."

I bobbed my head up and down, feeling like I was the submissive here. Which I was, and I was adoring it.

I stood again with shaking legs, trying to control my pulsing pussy. I brought my legs together, and began unzipping the side of my skirt. Both pairs of eyes were lingering on the part of my body where my cunt was kept.

"I hope you don't have a lot of hair down there, Trish? Or else we're gonna have to get rid of it."

I just smiled as the zipper was all the way down. Slipping the skirt over my hips, I swayed my ass back and forth for the ladies. I turned my back on them, bending over at the waist as I shimmied the skirt over my tight ass. My thong was firmly stuck in between my ass cheeks, and I know they could see the plumpness of my cunt. I stepped out of it, leaving it with the rest of my clothing.

I turned back to them. Devin whispered, "That was extremely hot, Trisha. I love the way your putty looks all confined under your panties." Devine had three fingers inserted into her partner's vaginal hole, and Devin was having trouble speaking. "You wear your undergarments very well. Now for the final move. Strip them panties down, and let's see that twat."

And so I did. Hooking my thumbs under the thin band, I pulled them down to my ankles. I stepped out of them, as well, and stood back up. The coolness of the room muffled the growing heat emanating from my wet cunt. I placed my hands on my hips, and asked, "You like?"

"I see I didn't have any reason to worry about hair; you're as bald as me!" Devin said. "Now, lay down and spread for us, dear. We need to see that pussy close up and in our faces."

I clicked my heels over to the edge of the table; with every step, I could feel the silky nylon rubbing against my outer vulva as my stockings were pulled up high. I got down on my back, edging my ass towards them. After spreading my legs with my knees up, I said: "Inspect away, ladies. I think you'll find everything up to code." I giggled. Life couldn't get any better than this, I thought then.

Devin and Devine leaned in, each gripping a nylon-covered calf. I watched them as they were only under a foot away from my mound. They inhaled deeply.

"You smell exquisite, my dear. Just perfect," the blonde-haired seductress breathed. "Your vulva is puffy; your lips are thick and long; and your clit is very prominant. This definitely has to be one of the most beautiful and amazing twats I have ever seen. You are most certainly hired, Trish. How could I say no to a pussy that has beads of cum dribbling out of it?"

She wet her lips with her tongue again, and looked to her partner. "I think that she just got a raise because of this cunt, don't you?"

"Yes. I. Do. I can't wait any longer; I need to bury my face in that snatch before I lose my fucking mind!" Devine was getting edgy; I think I saw her actually drool after she said that.

"Trish, honey. Would you like it if Devine and I ate your cunt while you ate mine? I think that would be wonderful."

"I would love to do that. But how are we going to?" I inquired; I was a new to the lesbian game, and, plus, my mind was reeling from all that was transpiring.

"You'll see," Devin said, as she crawled onto the table. She stood above my head so I could see up her skirt. She removed it first, then her panties. I finally got to see all of her mons: completely bare, and she had, what I always thought of as, an "inney". Which means is that she just had a slit; her outer area was puffy like mine, but she didn't have any lips flopping around. Actually, her pussy looked almost identical to Pam Anderson's. I wanted to suck on some lips, but these kinds of cunts were beautiful, also.

I felt Devine breathing on my exposed clitoris and labia; I was drooling from my hole again. I felt it slip down into the cleft of my asscheeks, and I guess she couldn't take it anymore. She dove right in, and I almost screamed at the pleasure she was giving to me. Her nose was drilling my clit, as her tongue snaked inside of my tight vagina. She was alternating from tongue-fucking me, to chewing on my cunt with a wildness that I have never experienced before.

I just chanting "Oh, God! Oh, God!" over and over as she delved into my pretty pussy, smearing my fluids all over her face. She widened my twat with both hands so she could have more oral access to my insides.

As Devin was slowly shaking her ass, and lowering her lipless cunt down onto me, I had a my first orgasm with my new bosses. It was a quick one--one that was building deep within all day long. I moaned and groaned as my legs shook from the power of this woman eating me and sucking me. My juicyness pumped out of my hot hole, soaking Devine's face.

"Oh, Devine. Keep lickin', baby. Suck all my cum outta me! Unnnnnngh!"

The last thing I saw before my mouth was engulfed by Devin's snatch, was Devine's eyes--dreamy and glossy--staring right into mine as she continued lapping at my cunt-flesh.

The odor pouring out of this beautiful pussy drove my brain crazy! She smelled so fucking sweet, and I saw dribbles of her own semen along her crack. I let my tongue slip out, and worm around her plumpy vulva. She was squatting, so I reached under and spread her cunt as wide as I could.

"Trish, eat that cunt; I have a surprise for you, baby," Devine informed me. I saw from under the pussy above me that she licked my juice off of her lips, and then she disappeared out of sight.

Devin just drove her twat into my hungry mouth, letting me delve deeper and deeper into her inner-lovliness. Then she said, "Mmmmm, honey, you sure know how to eat a taco. Here comes Devine with her 'surprise'. Are you ready, Trisha?"

"Mm-hmmmmm!,"

"Tongue-fuck my ass, Trish! Oh shit, that's it! Slip that fucking tongue in as far as it'll go, then drive four fingers in my slick slit!" Devin was now swirling her hips around, covering my face with her female slime.

As I was head-banging, piercing her ass with my long tongue, I felt Devine spit on my snatch. She licked it a few times, then she asked me, also: "Are you ready for your surprise, darling?"

"Please, yes! Do whatever you want to me; I'm your fuck-slut!" I don't know what came over me, but I was being driven insane by female/female/female lust. I knew my next orgasm would be humungous! I plugged Devin's delectable canal with four long fingers; spurts of off-white cream dripped out and around the edges as I hammered away at her twat.

Her ass was still shaking and grinding into my fingers, when she said: "Now, get that thumb in me; fist me now, bitch! Do it while I devour your cunt!"

I squeezed my thumb into her, forcing half my hand inside the slippery pussy. She was almost screaming, as she bent forward into a sixty-nine. She bit softly on my clit, while spreading my fat lips apart, preparing me.

I felt a warm hardness on my outer-cunt. I couldn't really see what it was, because I was so far in back of Devin so I could fist her fleshy, juicy mineshaft. But I knew it had to be a dildo or vibrator of some sort--I was very familiar with such things.

"Here comes some fake cock for ya, our darling slut," Devine said, as I felt--what had to be--the biggest plastic cock-head I have ever experienced pop into my pussy. I screeched as it was widening me more and more. She let just the head in so I could get used to the fatness of it.

I buried my face into Devin's asshole as I watched my entire fist go inside her twat down to my wrist. This was fucking astounding!

While Devin was still suckling my clit, I felt the rocking motion of Devine--it was definitely a strap-on. Inch after obese inch of the toy snaked its way into my cunny; tears of pleasure and pain broke out of my eyes as I was being filled with more than I have ever thought imaginable. I dug my nails into Devin's stockings so fiercly, I ripped small holes in them. But the silkyness still felt wonderful--as did the large-ass plastic prick burrowing into me.

"Look at how her pussy's all stretched, Devin! That's amazing. Remember that last bitch we brought in here? She cried like a baby, and took off as soon as I slipped this mammoth in her!" She laughed as she started fucking away furiously; I felt the entire length, and the tip was pounding away at my cervix. I knew I wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow.

"Yeah, I remember," Devin said, letting a puffy lip slip from her mouth. "This bitch is ours forever; she's going to be an incredible ass-et to us for a long time to come. Right, Trisha-baby?"

"Yes, sweetheart, YES! I'm your whore, Devine's whore--hell, this whole firm's whore! Now fuck me so I can cum all over Devin's mouth! Fuck me! Fill me up with that gigantic cock." I slammed my fist into that sweet snatch over and over, trying to make Devin cream my face. I shoved my ass into the onslaught I was receiving, therefore bringing my mouth right next to the pussy I was devastating with my hand.

Devin was shaking and girating, her orgasm nearing, as she breathed, "I'm sure you'd like to know just how big the strap-on prick is that's tearing your pussy apart, Trish, so I'll tell you. The fatness your cunt's taking is the width of a fucking beer can, and it's entire length is ten inches. Your being stuffed with one of our most favorite toys, and, by the looks of your reddened twat, and the cum leaking out--you're loving every glorious inch of it." She went back to chewing on my clit.

"I am...I am...Just don't stop! I'll be soaking that cock with my cum.... Oh, very, very soooooooon! That's it, Devine. That's it! Slam me, baby. Tear me up like the slut I am!" I was now punching my hand into Devin with a ferocity I never before would have thought of; her pussy was red, as well. I felt her body quiver--it was time.

"I'm gonna cum, Trish! You sweet darling, you're goin' to make your boss cum right in your mouth! Here it is, slut; drink it all down..." I yanked my hand out as I felt the force of so much female jizm erupt from her hole. It cascaded down and covered my entire face. Slurping it all up, I opened my mouth wide to accomodate all of her juice.

She was panting hard, her breathing heavy, as she slowly layed her head down on my pubis, lightly licking away at my twat. "Cum for us, baby. Cum for us. I want us all to divulge in your sweet juices," Devin whispered to my pussy.

My body rocked on the table as I was being plastered with that fat faux dick. I bit down on Devin's twat when I felt the sensational tinglings fire through me like kriton switches on a nuclear bomb. They started in my brain, sending pulses throughout the rest of my enormously-fucked body. My legs started shaking, and I clenched them...then opened them...clench...open...over and over.

Devine was obviously staring at my pussy, when she yelled, "I can't believe it! I can see her twat spasming! Look, Devin!"

"It's gorgeous, girls. Very. Now cum, sweet-ass. Cum for your bosses."

With the frigging and pinching of my clit by Devin, and the pounding from Devine, I blew. I dug my nails into Devin's ass as I felt my pussy fire load after load of juicy, creamy, delicious woman-cum. Devin started lapping it right up like a cat with its milk, and Devin finally reached her orgasm, as well. I covered the plastic cock with all of my warm, wetness. I found out afterwards that Devine was using one of those strap-ons that had another dong attached to it so the person using it could have their pussy filled at the same time. She screamed as I did, and we both came like never before.

Devin crawled off of my face--I stole a couple more licks of that dribbling cunt first. She layed down on the table next to me; Devine, finally drawing that long, plastic sword out of my cunt-sheath, joined me on my left. All of us had our knees up, letting the coolness of the room abate the enormous heat from our holes. I stared down in disbelief at the huge cock that was standing straight up on Devine.

"That fucking thing was in me? Holy shit!" I couldn't fathom that my pussy opened up for such a large object. Although, I did have the greatest orgasm of my life.

"We need your holes to be ready for anything, darlin'," Devin informed me. "Some of our clients are hung like horses, and they love stretching asses and twats with their massive meat. But, don't worry your sexy little pussy and asshole, shugah. We know certain exercises that you can do to always keep your cunt tight. I'll tell you about them before you go home; I think you did enough on your first day, Trish. Don't you?"

"You know it; all of my insides are going to be killing me tomorrow," I laughed, but with a nervous tinge to it.

"Don't worry; tomorrow will be light work for ya. We'll give that sweet twat a day to heal. You'll love your assignment, though, I assure you."

We all laughed and giggled, as I was thinking about what was in store for me then. I knew I had found the place for me, and I'll stay here as long as they'll have me.

To be cunt-inued....

I mumbled into her wet folds. I tongued away at Devin's tight hole, while sliding my middle finger around her asshole. With long swipes, my tongue trailed its saliva from her clit...all the way to where my finger was dancing around her most forbidden of areas. Even her asshole smelled exquisite. I wondered. But, she was right: I was thinking that I could like this place.... I thought, as I leered at her two cheeks swaying in her loose, plaid skirt. She had on a button-down shirt, also, but hers was tighter than mine; I could see her white bra-strap across her back. Her stockings had those lines going up from the ankle, splitting her shapely legs in half. Her heels were of the "fuck-me" variety, and made her calves more sinewy.

Nancy, a registered E.R and life flight trauma nurse was well liked by her coworkers and patients. A thoughtful caregiver, she willingly volunteered her services teaching care giving skills at the community center. Sam owned a repair shop and taught his skills to young people hoping that busy hands and minds would keep them out of trouble. They met Curt assisting with the Toys for Tots program and organizing youth group field trips to the reserve center as part of the Corps outreach program.

By all accounts, they enjoyed life together as model parents, neighbors, and valued community members who loved working together. The same held true for their private relationship. However, their dark secret if revealed would ruin their reputation forever. Despite their personal devotion and compatibility, Nancy’s sexual needs sometimes exceeded Sam’s capabilities. Not that she had an insatiable appetite with frequent binges, but one that occasionally necessitated an intense extra.

Nancy maintained strict rules; no coworkers, colleagues, local residents or people with community ties and certainly no long term commitments. Discreet meant no strings attached, phone calls, e-mails or thinking of you cards. Her marriage was fine, but at times needed tweaking or what Sam referred to as “recalibrated.”

When the need arose, she’d pack a bag for Florida’s fun in the sun. The seminars, conventions, night life and whatnot presented great opportunities for a satisfying tryst.

Sam understood her fantasy needs as a release from the stressful job in a trauma E.R. and the brutal cases. Emotional highs from beating the odds to pull someone through were dashed when valiant efforts failed on another. Young innocent victims made thing even tougher. She was grateful having him there for her, the ideal listener knowing when to keep silent while holding her and just what to say when he did speak. He was her E.R., but at times a higher level of care was needed. Sam also understood the concept of sometimes having to get away in order to come back. Never prying into her affairs for details, her trips were private . She’d return refreshed and happy to be back with her true partner. This was just one of the things making Sam really special.

Curt valued both their friendships. Without them his assignment he would have been boring. Their camaraderie came without constant shop talk and permitted his freedom of expression without repercussion. Besides, there was Nancy. He high regarded her professionalism and strong feelings as a woman. She was well spoken, but told it like it was, serious but had a sense of humor, busy but always had time to listen and somehow had the right answer. He carefully harbored his deep feelings while secretly nurturing their growth despite complications they presented. Having an affair with a married woman could end his career, but human nature found her hard to resist. By chance, the best of both worlds would came together.

Nancy was reaching a dire need at the time his transfer came through. Recognizing the opportunity, she wasn’t subtle about her being very receptive to an overture. Curt, well he was more than happy to oblige. Thus, tonight was going to be the climax of their feelings.

Change of Command duties filled Curt’s remaining days making tonight the last he was able to visit. The growing void created by the loss of his best friends made it feel like leaving home for the first time all over again. Sam’s gift of an expensive digital camera came with the condition of Curt’s promise to e-mail pictures from all the places his career would take him. It was a tough parting for both men.

The moment was interrupted by the sound of Nancy’s high heels on the bare hardwood floor as she walked through the hallway into the adjacent den. As if on cue, Sam motioned to Curt, “C’mon, Nancy has something she wants to give to you. You might say it comes with both our trust and love.”

The recessed lighting provided atmosphere but the low audio of classic love songs set the mood. Introduce the appearance of a strikingly seductive Nancy and the scene was complete. The short black print skirt was flimsy enough to evidence that panties weren’t part of the one piece nylons and garter ensemble bought earlier. Nor was she wearing a bra beneath the mock turtle neck top. The fall worn to lengthen her hair suggested another side that select few were privy to ever see. Black sling back heels finished the statement of a woman visually communicating her intentions.

Her appearance hit both men with a passionate rush of burning desires. While Sam’s was tempered with love, Curt’s was driven by lust. In his heart, Sam wanted to be part of a ménage a trios but knew he’d be in the way. Tonight was all about them, feelings that needed expressed in creating their own private time for a personal memory.

Posing seductively, resting a knee on the armrest of the couch, she deliberately lifted her skirt with a sultry look exposing a taut thigh, curvaceous hip and buttock. Coyly moistening her lips, she spoke in a soft flirtatious tone, “Now that he gave you his present I’ll give you mine….which you can imagine is a little more intimate. Believe me, this isn‘t a mere whim that I’ll regret later, so, for the next few hours and the times we look back on them, let us just smile, lift our glass and say Carpe Diem.”

Giving Sam a light kiss, she then whispered in his ear that she loved him. The wiggle of her fingers in a good bye gesture was the cue for his exit. Sam may have physically departed the room, but the obscure remote security cameras would keep him very much in touch.

Responding her gesture, Curt sat on the couch with her standing before him holding his hand.

In a soft sultry voice, Nancy made her request. “Now that we’re alone and the evening ours, I want you to feel me, MMMMMM, fuck me, YEEESSS, and explore all of me. In return, I’ll fuck you and satisfy every craving you have and any other I happen to create along the way.”

Nancy carefully undressed her man with devilish anticipation. Despite having imagined what she would discover, a gasp of utter surprise at what her colleagues would term as a *must see* was followed with a joyful “Oh yeah!” Even relaxed, his cock had firm muscle tone.

Fondling and caressing a very healthy and muscular cock with skill and finesse,, she began to stroke it. Her warm wet lips engaged the crown with a passionate kisses and tongue flicks. With her understanding of anatomy, she knew just how to journey down the shaft to his scrotum. Slipping an ample portion of his 9 inches in her mouth, the nimble work of her fingers, lips and tongue made him even harder. Her casual pace ensured mutual satisfaction was derived while his discipline kept him from letting it go. That he’d save for later.

Straddling him, Nancy was anxiously awaiting the moment he’s split her hairs before burying that bad boy in her. Curt drew out that wait by teasingly circling the head of his cock against the tender flesh of her labia already wet and crackling. With tantalizing short probes and slow withdrawals, she was the one to quiver in anticipation with each invitation to open wider. She engaged him in long French kisses as her hands lovingly caressed his face. Dallying while hovering on the tip of his cock, she knew what it felt like to be the target in the crosshairs. Seductively lowering herself on his shaft while edging him on with wanton overtures, her sentence of “Wait until you see what intensive care this nurse is going to…” suddenly was cut off with his full insertion.

Neither imagination or experience suggested anything so long and hard amply filling her would feel so marvelously comfortable. Instantly, the her lively feeling within accelerated to another ecstatic level. Involuntary motion seemed to drive Nancy’s weakening legs to pump herself up and down as his girth grew along each trip. Like magic, she felt her body fill out…her breasts felt a steady inflation making her nipples protrude. She felt a light buzz….. then a warm glow from the halo that seemed to envelop her.

With her sitting in his lap well engaged, Curt couldn’t get enough of feeling her body while nibbling her breasts. A well trained tongue traced the areolas before his lips plucked her nipples. Eventually he discovered one of her sweet spots on the underside of her breast. Both voiced pleasure to the sensations and feel of one another while jointly maneuvering his full measure. Effortlessly he held a smooth and steady rhythm to his penetration delivering an enduring sensation inside her.

Vigorously giving herself a workout, Nancy wanted more of him inside her. Raising herself to the tip, inhaling a long “UHHHHH,” there was a pause before exhaling the long OOOOOOOHHH on the trip down. Up and down, up and down she continued. The wider she opened, the deeper he progressed towards unlocking the gate to her hall of orgasms. Nancy popped a few small bursts but he was knocking on the door of the big one. When he began thrusting a little harder she felt herself tighten. “OH GOD!… HERE I COME, Curt! CURT,” she cried out urgently. Then finally “I’M COMING! I-- AM--C-O-M-I-N-G!” she gleefully sang. How many more trips up and down the joy pole could she make??? Tighter her pussy’s muscles contracted shortening her glide. Throwing her head back and freezing at the tip, she fought it back but there was no way. With a shocking loud surrendering wail, Nancy dropped the BIG “O” on her way down.

Somewhere along the way she relinquished her position winding up on her back with him on top. Legs spread up and out, toes curled hanging ten, oh, did she feel the pleasure of him filling her now!! She was content to surrender control so he could drive it the distance with his smooth delivery leaving her to lilt between a post orgasm and the rapid build of another. Every pour wanted to suck him inside her. “ FUCK ME,” she demanded, “ don’t dare come out of me now, I want to feel you in me…deep. Baby, let me really have it.”

As the silken sexy hosiery clad legs wrapped around him drawing him in tighter, a breathless Curt forewarned her, “Oh yeah girl, and then some.”

In the throes of her sensual leg lock, Curt short stroked deep in and out of her like a juggernaut up against the dynamo. Slowly the roles reversed with him at the mercy of her wiles of manipulating him with hip motions draining his energy into her. Savoring the feel of those silken legs and wanting to extend his boundaries, Curt reduced his pace to slower, longer projections. The day being seized, he fully intended to savor its hours.

Now, Nancy was drifting into the OHHHH Zone. “Man you are something! You have me tingling inside, Oh God, what do you have that thing hooked up too! I LOVE IT!” Again she petitioned, “Please…when are you going to let me feel you come? I want you to come inside me. Please! Really deep”

Harder she humped responding to the feel of the heat he was bringing. She was anatomically familiar enough to know he was deep in her vagina, far deeper than any man tread before. God, could he use his cock like a probe to deliberately explore while sensationalizing every stroke. His tensing indicated that he soon was going to treat her. Stroking her legs along his flanks shifted him to a higher gear. Widening her legs and thrusting her hips popped his seal sending a deluge of love pearls to melt inside her.

A celebratory Nancy euphorically screamed with pleasure receiving his long held burden. No sooner than being peppered with his initial bursts, the second came cascading right behind. “Fabulous” she exclaimed, “absolutely fab-U-lous!” spreading her legs wider while gleefully kicking. Maintaining an erection, he continued to hump away as the target of his affection was only capable of intermittent thrusts hoping to coax another orgasm from him for a loud mutual climax. And there were several. Near breathless, Nancy voiced her pleasure, “When we girls dish the dirt, you’re what we dream of. That was a five star fuck, the best anyone has ever given me.”

In an adjacent room, Sam watched on a security monitor. His initial exhilaration gradually waned being replaced by the shocking sight and sound of their fury. The striking image of Curt tenderly cradling her while enveloped by the bonds of hot legs sexily attired in sensual hosiery created the illusion of them floating within a bubble. My how she responded to his touch along her thighs or his fondling and squeezing the cheeks of her tight derriere. Curt’s groans, her petitions and moans added to the mood setting music. The sight of the eurhythmic meshing of their bodies building to a crescendo of flesh slapping flesh as he rode her to a quickened pace was mesmerizing. The friction of hosiery rubbing hot against Curt’s body, was the prelude to the slow breakdown of the blended cologne and perfume yielding to the telltale scent of a woman’s intimate pleasure. What began as a lusty indulgence escalated to Nancy’s intimately making love to him with ample return.

Sam wasn’t given to frequently envisioning her sexual encounters though what he witness paled any images of previous affairs. Astonished at the length and girth of Curt’s cock, the sight of 9+ inches tightly inserted in her pussy and the bulging “O RING” formed to accommodate it staggered his senses. With unhurried and leisurely rhythm , Curt inserted himself deep, pausing to tease her with sensitizing probes. Purring in delight, Nancy, legs open and suspended, remained motionless capturing the full ecstasy from the pleasurable feel of having her cunt’s less visited velvet lined recesses stimulated. Curiosity and awe overrode his sense of voyeurism having never seen or imagined Nancy being so into it. Neither ravaged or subjected to humiliation, she was being intensely and masterfully fucked by an endowed gentleman connecting with her physically and emotionally. Tapping her “O” button seemingly at will increased her pleasure while each release of his cum in her intensified her glisten and gleam. It was hard to take issue with her delight.

It was also difficult putting what he saw into perspective. Extra curricular activities while vacationing were a foregone conclusion but never discussed. However, tonight, before his eyes, he witnessed something beyond conception. Was that really his wife he saw? Could it be the same woman? It was almost inconceivable her passionate participation and delight with another man. Without compunction she intimately took him multiple times, eagerly accepting every wad of semen delivered and never balked at satisfying his sexual appetite.

Clearly, as lovers, they were well matched. Sam knew when she made love to him how he felt, but did Curt receive the same or more. She certainly didn’t hold back any. Suddenly, Sam wondered how he really made her feel, good as usual was now inadequate. There wasn’t any doubt to how Curt made her feel, she reached the stratosphere. Yes, he felt joy and happiness for her being able to fully exercise her nature and quench desires. Her contentment was paramount as his wish to never see her unrequited went across the board. But now he had some concerns. Did she find the point of no return? Was his own adequacy further diminished? Watching Curt fuck her made him feel like Liz Taylor’s seventh husband on their honeymoon; it wasn’t about knowing what to do, it was a matter of how to make it interesting. Levity aside, Sam wondered how he would really feel about her now.

Just as he was ready to stop viewing he was either treated or cursed to catch one more glimpse. Nancy was now the one giving Curt a hard work. As a prelude to his orgasm, Curt elevated himself as though doing a push up, held his position while still engaged, and proceeded with a lengthy download of a hefty stream. Now it was his turn to hold motionless while Nancy humping and thrusting coaxed him on.

Driven wild with his hot burst she sharply screamed, “Oh YES, babe, deliver it all! C’mon babe bring it on, bring it home, I want it. It feels so wonderful, thank you, thank you, thank you!” Sinking his bone in to bury his last wad, she cried with relief, “Jesus! How long have you been storing that stuff up?” Then laughingly added, “That last one felt like platoon strength. With all those little soldiers their enjoying liberty, I just hope my birth control is up to working the overtime.”

Sam thought it best to dim the monitor and turn down the sound. Right now, he was feeling overwhelmed and worried. He like it better when he knew nothing.

The afterglow was kept simmering by their brushing bodies while short wet kisses growing more assertive rebuilt their appetites. “You have more from where that came from?” came her query.

“What does the good nurse have in mind?” Nancy thought a moment then whispered what she wanted from him earlier. With a smile, Curt responded with an enthusiastic “By all means, I’d love to!!”

Nancy’s fantasy of “Feel me, fuck me, fill me, and enjoy me” continued being fulfilled. Curt reveled in feeling such a fine body freely surrendering herself to him without restraints. Her body was one erogenous zone with surprise responses that opened new doors. Finally, someone knew what to do once those doors were opened. His engaging her from behind from behind floated her through that free zone with the unlimited gratification when your partner is SOOOOO right and both exist on that rarified air. He advanced her to a new station in sexuality and a new threshold for her wetted appetite. What Sam’s hands were to mending a broken object, was what his were to a woman in need of personal repair. The soft breath with caress from his lips on her neck held her spellbound while the deft touch of one hand aroused her breasts. Slowly the other massaged her abdomen stimulating her flow responding to the pumping and flexing cock inside her. One body in perfect harmony made a complete symphony.

Never did she imagine one man’s prowess would match the protracted encounter involving three virile young men, with all the stamina and abundance associated with youth, that affectionately gratified her individually with style and in combinations. But tonight that was surpassed by a single lover, the quintessential lover of her search. Past lovers filled her needs albeit temporary, but Curt definitely imparted a substantive feeling of consummate fulfillment. After the physical sex, an ongoing emotional infusion continued. Even his cuddling after was sensual and stimulating.

Around 4:00 a.m., Sam awoke to the sound of a car door shutting and the start of an engine. Total silence gripped the house. The monitor yielded no images from the darkened den. He froze as the lump in the back of his throat grew in fear of being alone. An anxious Sam waited. Nancy slowly emerged from the shadows appearing pleasantly sedate, smiling contentedly. The sheer hip length robe was made shorter yet by full breasts filling it out. Beneath it, she still radiated that buffed sheen. Hesitant to speak as not to pierce her veil of peace, Sam waited for her to break the silence.

“ God, I didn’t realize the time,” shaking her head to clear the misty haze.

“ Are you okay? I mean you‘re alright aren‘t you?” Sam nervously asked.

“Yeah, I think so” she happily replied as though she sought assurances. “Sorry hon, I spent a little longer than I intended to, but when you don’t cut short something that keeps getting better and better. I might have gone a little overboard, but it was hard not to when I had such great opportunity.

For the first time ever, Sam wanted to know something about her experience. “So this was different from other ventures?”

“Far and away” she replied, somewhat surprised he asked. “Others, it’s usually all about them and what they think they can do for you. As long as I’ve satisfied them and they’re satisfied with THEIR performance, then all is okay in their book. Not so with him, he makes it all about the woman. Of all the lovers, I must admit he was the best and really got to me.”

Trying not to sound hurt or harsh, Sam expressed his concern that perhaps Curt was a little to assertive and perhaps things got a little out of control. He was treading carefully as not to upset her and trigger an argument.

In a somewhat defiant voice she shot back, “You mean I fucked him vigorously, enjoying everything he did and let him fill me with tons of come! I won’t deny enjoying it, but Sam, he was exactly what I needed. Undoubtedly he has filled the needs of a lot of other women the same way and will go on doing so. And no doubt for all of us, it was dreamlike. But dreams are illusions lasting shorter that we think. There are just some dreams that are better than others.

The room stood silent for a moment. Then in a conciliatory voice she said, “Look, there is only one Sam and while dreams like that are nice, I’m most comfortable where I am. Just as he did something extra for me, there are so many more things you can do that others can’t. That is why they always leave alone. Extras are nice, but essentials can’t be replaced. I’m lucky you let me have the best of both worlds. ”

Relieved she wasn’t swept away by events and departed with him, Sam still remained uneasy. Nancy, knowing words alone wouldn’t reassure him suddenly felt an unusual need for her own reassurances. Sam’s spontaneity didn’t afford her an opportunity to freshen up. Those sinfully stained nylons accentuated the scent of a well exercised woman still possessing the traces left by her lover. For Sam, it was a catalytic aphrodisiac igniting his passion from earlier in the evening. He wanted his woman back, more so he needed to re-establish his prominence marking his territory. Surprised and overwhelmed at his intensity, tears of joy welled in her eyes as Nancy, more than willing let him fuck her there in the reclining chair. Sam wondered when her nails and high heels dug into his flesh if her response directed to him or were earlier hours being relived? Secretly, Nancy wondered at her own response. Was it out of passion or compassion? She still felt Curt throughout her and it wasn’t easy to let go. Aware the boundaries of Sam’s love seemed endless, would they stand the test this time? Would there be a next time??

I immediately went down and took Mona from the front licking her pussy while Nolan was eating her asshole. This made her move with excitement and pleasure. She never experienced two guys eating her pussy and ass like crazy. The more we ate her the faster she was moving her hips for more. Because this position was not comfortable to her, she asked us to go to the bedroom. She held Nolan’s hard cock and dragged him from his cock to the bedroom. Watching my wife holding Nolan’s cock, like she was afraid to lose it or go limp,  heading to the bedroom, her ass cheeks were moving up and down and her asshole was wet with Nolan’s saliva. It looked like Nolan was trying to lubricate her asshole for fucking it without using any creams.

In the bedroom Mona sat on the bed in front of us fingering her wet pussy. She asked Nolan to suck my cock and he did. She came closer and went down on her knees and started sucking my balls while Nolan was sucking my hard cock mercilessly. I did not want to cum, I wanted to enjoy more fucking and sucking. I pulled Nolan’s head away from my cock. I started kissing Mona while she was kneeling in front of my rock hard cock. I helped Mona to her feet while still kissing her so gently. At that time Nolan was fingering her pussy and licking her juice from his fingers. He was hot and impatient. With the music on, we started dancing on an erotic soft music. While Mona and I were kissing Nolan was kissing her neck from behind.

I started to kiss Mona from the other side of her neck and noticed how she was melting from pleasure. While watching Nolan taking my wife tits in his hands caressing them and squeezing them, I noticed Mona holding his cock and masturbating him .Nolan’s fingers were wet with the pussy juices. Nolan then turned her around and started kissing her. While they were kissing and Nolan still finger-fucking Mona I reached up and started kissing her ass and thighs. Mona was watching and craving for Nolan’s hard big cock. Seeing another mans cock for the first time in about ten years she couldn’t wait to put her mouth around its egg size head. Mona took Nolan’s cock in one hand and looked at me for my OK, I said suck that cock baby show him what he is in for tonight.

Mona slowly started to put that 7” thick egg size head cock in her mouth inch by inch until her lips bottomed out and gagging on his balls. Nolan’s cock was thick and hard. This dick was more than any time ever ready to fuck his friend’s wife right in his house in front of him. After about several minutes of Mona sucking his cock, he couldn’t help it. He came on her lips and face and breast.

Nolan was very much excited that his cock never got limp. He slid down and continued to rub his cock in Mona’s pussy then plunged it again until his balls met her asshole. I slowly went down and placed my mouth as close as I could to my fucked wife’s creamy pussy. It was so excited to watch a hard big cock pumping my wife’s wet pussy. Nolan was pumping in a speed I never was able to match it. He was like a vibrator, thrusting my wife’s pussy deeper and deeper and my wife was screaming from pleasure, fuck me harder, harder. Nolan was up to it, he did not disappoint her. By now the bed was so wet from so much squirt and pussy juice. That was the first time when I saw my wife squirting. She never new she can squirt.

The pleasure and the first threesome erotic experience was beyond her expectation. Hearing the moaning of my wife under Nolan taking his merciless thrusts with pleasure, Nolan started to scream, I am cumming. Watching them in the best fucking mood, Nolan started to shoot his cum in Mona’s wet twat and he emptied the cum held in his balls completely until they were dry. Slowly and hesistantly , Nolan pulled his cock out of my wife’s drenched pussylike it was in a battle and lied on the bed next to her. He gave her a kiss of satisfaction telling her how great she is.

Mona turned towards me and she started to kiss me with passion. Mona demanded me to lie down and she mounted my cock with those pretty tits in my face. While I was fucking her from the bottom, Nolan was hard again and he started eating her pussy and she was about to explode cum all over my dick. As we kept fucking , Nolan was eating my wife’s pussy and he was also licking my dick. Nolan wanted more of Mona’s pussy so I got up and told him to again fuck her good. Nolan’s cock slowly entered my wife’s hot red  pussy and again  I got close enough to see Nolan’s cock slide in all the way to the balls. This is what I always wanted to see my wife fucking another hard big cock.

After watching Nolan fucks Mona’s pussy, I wanted her to suck me off while she was fucking Nolan. I couldn’t hold on too long until I was about to cum, all this was more than I could take. I pulled my exploding dick out of Mona’s mouth and began Cumming all over her lips and face, To my surprise Nolan leaned over and licked my cum off my wife’s face and she loved it as he kissed her with my cum on his lips.

 Then Mona demanded that it was her time to call the shots, she wanted Nolan to lay down on the bed, Nolan’s cock still hard and hasn’t cum yet, she climbed on top of Nolan’s cock and told me to fuck his mouth. Nolan had 7” thick big head cock up her pussy and I was about  7 inches plus up her ass, she didn’t know what to expect but she was in shear heaven with Nolan and I fucking her ass and pussy at the same time.
We must have fucked Mona for about 1 hour and 45 minutes and I knew she was about to explode. I looked up and her eyes had rolled back into her head and I knew she was in love with what was taking place. She started to cum so hard that I was again able to feel it squeezing on my cock while fucking her ass.

Like a script Nolan started to fill Mona’s pussy with his cum again and then I started to fill that ass up with my load, next thing I know there was cum running out of my wife’s ass and pussy and wetting the bed sheets. That night we fucked Mona in every way possible, ass & pussy at the same time, both our cocks in her mouth, Nolan fucking Mona, Mona sucking me off and then we switched. Then after a while I just watched Nolan fuck her in ever way and in every hole, man I loved it. I will never forget that night as it lasted for about 6 hours of great fucking.
After resting for a while Nolan took us with his car, carrying the bed sheets and some towels in a plastic bag looking for a dumpster to throw away the evidence that his wife will never find.
Since then we fucked with Nolan more than five times and each time was greater than the previous one. I feel bad for Nolan because he cannot get enough ass and pussy from his Orthodox closed minded wife. Mona and I always fuck and fantasize about Nolan with us. This experience with Nolan made Mona the best  wife that any open minded husband would love to have.