My Wife’s New Job - The First Hour

    My wife Anne had just graduated from college with a degree in communications.  Anne was a very attractive woman, petite with long blonde hair, a well built body, and soft, pale skin.  She’d been looking for a job for a while, hoping to find something in news casting.  We hadn’t been in Los Angeles for more than a month when my wife told me that she’d found something.  She told that she had been hired to do behind-the-scenes work for a cable television show, it honestly sounded like a great way to get into the business, exactly what she’d been hoping for.

    The following Monday Anne dressed up for work and headed out first thing in the morning.  Sometime around lunch she called me, “They’re really happy with me so far, but they think I’m a better fit for the evening show instead of the morning so.  So they want me to stay late today to meet everyone”.  I told her I’d wait up for her, wished her luck, and then we hung up.  We hadn’t been in town long enough for me to get a new job yet, so Anne was the only one bringing in money, as such I didn’t mind if she had to work late or not.  Having the evening to myself I decided to watch some television, but the rest of the evening passed uneventfully.

    Next morning Anne went into work later in the afternoon, she was gone until one in the morning.  Each night Anne would come home and tell me about work, describing the whole production.  I didn’t understand most of it, but pretended to care.  It went like this for almost a month before I began to suspect something was happening at her job.  She would leave for work around two in the afternoon, get home around one in the morning, she was always tired, sex had stopped completely since she started working, and one night I was pretty sure that she came home wearing different clothes than she had left wearing.

    I started to ask her questions, but she was always either deflective or went into technical terms about the show that I didn’t understand.  All I knew is that it was an hour long, news show, on a cable station.  She would occasionally mention something about random elements and the unpredictability of the news as an explanation for why she would get home at different times, but I knew from all the talks we’d had as she went through school that nothing put on television was random.  They could control everything, whether with different cuts, multiple takes, computer controls, etc.  Even the “randomness” of game shows was all controlled to produce the most exciting outcomes I knew.  I realized that I didn’t even know the name of the show or the station that it was on.  I had no way of even scanning the cable stations to see if I could find my wife because she worked off camera.

    Frustration had been building inside me, and sitting there in front of the television I decided to find some porn to relieve myself.  I flipped through the series of soft core porn networks and then found myself in the dozen channels that were more hardcore.  About halfway through these I froze, the television showed my wife sitting at a news desk next to a rather young, good looking man.

    The guy was wearing a suit and Anne was wearing a low-cut, button up, suit that I was certain she hadn’t left the house in.  Her cleavage was clearly visible.  The duo were sitting behind a long, clear table, papers in front of them, blue screen behind, exactly like a real news cast.  Beneath the table I could see the matching pants of the guy’s suit and a smart, but short, skirt barely concealing my wife’s legs which were wrapped in sheer stockings.  It was clear that the show was just starting, an announcer was introducing the cast.

    “Sex in the News!”, the announcer said, “with Monica Cox…”, the television showed a dark haired woman, probably latina, dressed in an outfit similar to my wife’s.  She was standing in front of a weather map, smiling.  “…And Amanda Lee…”, the announcer continued.  The view changed to show a very pretty asian woman, dressed the same, sitting on a comfortable chair next to a small table opposite an empty chair just like hers.  “…James Long…"  This time there was a well built, thick black guy, wearing a suit, and holding a football.  ”…and at the desk, Evelyn Show…  My wife came into view, sitting there, looking pretty and smiling, “…and Charles Alex!”, and then the guy at the desk next to her came onto the screen.

    “This is… Sex in the News!”, the announcer proclaimed as the music died down.  The view had stayed on Charles, and after a moment’s pause he started into a regular news cast.  I was starting to wonder why my wife had hidden this from me, and then I realized that every story they were covering involved sex in some way.  A story about a sexual accident between two couples in Europe, sexual legislation changing in some state, etc.  All recent stories, from the past few days, but all related to sex in some way.  They weren’t shying away from using any words or terms either, I’d never heard my wife talk like that, but the whole thing was very professionally done.

    Five minutes into the show I was calmed down, all my frustration gone, and I was getting ready to turn the station when they switched over to Amanda.  She was doing an interview with a male porn star, they actually showed some of his scenes.  Then Amanda said to him, “Can we see your cock?”

    “Sure”, he replied.  Then he stood up and pulled his cock out of his pants.  His long dick hang there for a second before the petite Asian woman reached over and grabbed it.  The guy didn’t look surprised, only a small smile on his face as she began to stroke it.  After a few seconds she dropped out of the chair and onto her knees in front of him and started to suck his cock, never taking her hand off of it.  For about a minute more the camera stayed on her as she sucked his cock, growing it to hardness with her mouth and hand.

    Then the view switched back to the main table where my wife was sitting next to Charles.  They were both looking off camera to the right, he was smiling, but my wife had a lustful look on her face.  Then I noticed that one of her hands was beneath the table, her skirt pulled slightly up, and her hand buried in her crotch working back and forth.  Her legs were spread, so there was nothing to block the view of the camera.  “Looks like Amanda is enjoying the interview”, Charles said, “As she usually does”.  He turned back toward the front, then looked over at my wife, “Ha ha”, he chuckled slightly, “Seems Evelyn is enjoying it too”.

    “Well I guess it’s that time in the show”, Charles said looking straight into the camera.  They were only ten minutes into the hour long show, what was he talking about?  “Time to spin the wheel for everyone and see what we’ll be enjoying tonight”.  With that a graphic appeared behind him on the blue screen of a large, colored wheel.  “I don’t think we need to spin for Amanda”, Charles finished.

    Again the view changed and showed Amanda, sitting in her chair, her skirt and panties missing, the porn star kneeling between her legs licking her pussy.  Amanda’s head was thrown back, her eyes closed, and she was moaning softly.  The camera view changed back and Charles said, “Let’s spin for Monica first”.  The graphic of the wheel behind him started to spin, making a click noise as it did.  After a few second though it stopped and words flashed up saying, “Vibrating Panties!”

    The view returned to the weather map, Monica standing in front of it, and she was removing her panties.  A man appeared from off camera, he was wearing only a pair of silk boxer briefs, but he was carrying a pair of silk panties with a small, plastic dildo inside them.  He knelt in front of Monica, as she lifted her skirt revealing her bush of pussy hair, and then he helped her step into the panties.  Sliding them up her legs the little piece of plastic was sticking up and heading straight for her pussy.  When he got them to the top of her legs, she spread her pussy lips with one hand as he guided it into her snatch.

    Once done, the panties firmly in place, and the small dildo inside her, a humming noise became apparent.  Monica twitched slightly, hunching her body a bit, as the noise started but then she managed to straighten up.  The male assistant helped her remove her skirt, then her shirt, before he disappeared off camera carrying the clothes.  That left Monica standing there in a red silk bra, the vibrating panties, matching red stockings, and her heels.  “How’s that feel Monica?”, Charles asked.

    “Ohhhh…”, Monica let out a soft moan.  “They’re really… umm… rubbing against my clit”, she said, “It’s really distracting… but oohhh… it feels really good”.

    “Ok”, Charles said, “We’ll come back to Monica in a minute for the weather, but let’s check in with Amanda”.

    The view went back to Amanda.  The porn star was sitting in the chair, Amanda was laying on top of him, her pussy on his face, his cock buried in her mouth.  Both of them were moaning as their mouths and tongues worked on each other.  Then the view went back to the main table, my wife was sitting there, her hand still working at her crotch, but now very clearly inside the pair of black lace panties she was wearing.

    “Let’s do James next”, Charles announced.  Again the wheel began to spin and click, and when it stopped the screen read “Cowboy!"  There was even a whoop and the sound of a whip cracking to accompany the text.  When the screen flipped back over to James he was smiling and already removing his suit.  A very pretty blonde woman came onto the stage next to him, she was completely naked and had a perfect, all-over tan.  She helped him remove his suit, and then his boxers.

    When his dick popped out even I said wow.  It was huge, long and thick, and as dark colored as his skin.  He laid down on his back and the blonde woman knelt over him, poured some lube onto his dick, and started rubbing it in with her hand.  The long, thick, black dick started coming to life in her hands immediately.  "Monica, ready for the weather?”, Charles asked from off camera.

    The view shift back to Monica, standing in front of the weather map, a soft humming noise accompanying her quiet moans.  “Sure Charles”, she said.  Monica was slightly hunched over, as if to pull the panties slightly away from her pussy, but when she noticed the camera was on her, she straightened back up.  The humming got more intense and she actually let out a small yelp of surprise.  “Umm… here in California… it’s going to be hot and wet”, she said pointing at the map.  “Oh god… umm… ooohhh…”, she was losing concentration, standing up straight was pulling the panties tight against her pussy.

    “It’s definitely… going to… umm…”, Monica was trying to say something, but it was getting lost between her increasing moans.

    “I’m sorry Monica”, Charles said, “We didn’t quite get that.  You know you can’t take the panties off until you finish the weather”.

    “Yeah…”, Monica sat down on the stage, spreading her legs wide toward the camera.  “It’s going to… ummm… cum in…”, she trailed off again into more moans, “cumming… to…"  Whatever she was trying to say got lost as she started cumming, her body shook and her moans got louder.  Her body rocked back and forth, she reached down one hand and held the front of her panties, pressing them into her cunt harder.

    "Let’s see how the interview is going with Amanda”, Charles said.  The view switched back, the porn star was still in the chair, but Amanda was now straddling him with his cock buried in her pussy.  She was sitting on top of him backward so they were both facing the camera, and his cock was clearly visible as it disappeared inside her again and again.  Amanda was moaning loudly, as she humped up and down on his dick, making a sort of squeaking whimper each time his cock slammed into her.

    The camera stayed on Amanda fucking the porn star for a few minutes, her humping away furiously.  Her skirt was bunched up around her waist, the jacket and shirt unbuttoned and opened, and the force of the fucking had caused her small tits to bounce up so that her nipples were visible over her white bra.  “Oh yes!  Oh yes!  OH!”, Amanda’s moans got louder as she started cumming and her humping got more intense.

    Once Amanda came down off her orgasm the camera switched back to Monica.  She was still sitting on the floor, pushing the panties hard against her pussy, gyrating her hips and moaning.  “Monica, we need that weather”, Charles said.

    “Yeah…”, she replied obviously fighting to focus.  She pulled her hand away from the panties and looked up at the map behind her.  “It’s going to be hot… on the coast… warmer inland… rain to the north…"  Monica trailed off, getting distracted again as her hand slid back down to her panties and pushed gently.

    "How about some sports?”, Charles said.  The view switched back to John.  He was on his back, the blonde woman kneeling over him rubbing his huge, black cock.  It, and her hands, were glistening with the lube that she had used.  “Time for some sports John!”, Charles said with enthusiasm.  John motioned to the blonde woman, she got up, straddled his dick with one knee up, used her hands to spread her pussy and rub some of the lube into it, and then sat herself down on John’s hard dick.

    It disappeared inside of her instantly, splitting her wide and pushing into her deep.  Without hesitation she started grinding back and forth while waggling her tits in his face.  John was obviously enjoying himself as the blonde woman moaned while fucking him, but despite the distraction he was able to give a fair review of the big games.  To his credit though I think the blonde sitting on him had at least one orgasm while he did.

    The view returned to the main table.  My wife had composed herself, her skirt back in place, both hands on the desk, but her legs were spread and the camera had a clear view up her short skirt.  To my horror she wasn’t wearing any panties, her small blonde patch of pubic hair barely visible at the top of her pale legs.  There was about thirty minutes left in the show.  “Time for the final part of the news”, Charles said.  “Ready Evelyn?”

    My wife turned to look at him, sitting next to her, “I’m ready Charles”, she replied rather enthusiastically.  Again the blue screen changed, but this time instead of one big wheel there were two wheels.  One wheel was directly behind my wife and the other directly behind Charles.  Not once had my wife closed her legs, she hadn’t even made an effort.  The wheels slowed, less clicks with each second, and then the one behind Charles stopped.  “Blowjob!” flashed over the wheel behind him.

    Charles smiled big as a pretty redhead came onto the screen from the right, she was completely naked, and she crawled under the table toward Charles giving the camera a clear view of her bare ass and pussy.  A second later the wheel behind my wife stopped and the word “Behind!” flashed over the wheel.  My wife pushed her chair back and stood up.  Then the camera showed the redhead under the table pulled Charles’s dick out of his pants and immediately wrapping her mouth around it.

    Switching back, the view showed the table from the front, the redhead’s ass toward the camera, and her head bobbing up and down in Charles’s lap.  Anne slowly bent over the table toward the camera, and once her chest was flat on the table she reached her hands back and pulled her skirt up around her waist.  From the left side of the stage a tall, well-built latino man came onto the stage behind my wife.  His big cock was already hard, sticking out in front of him, swaying as he stepped up behind my wife.

    I actually shouted at the television, knowing what was going to happen.  My words were ineffective though.  The man positioned himself behind my wife, she looked back over her shoulder at him as he lined up, and then he pushed his hips forward.  Part of me wanted to believe it was an act, trick footage, but the look on my wife’s face told me it was all true.  Lust and desire showed on her face, the guy behind her grabbed her hips and started thrusting forward and backward vigorously.

    Anger rose up within me, I was getting furious watching the television.  I grabbed the phone intent on calling Anne and stopping her.  The scene on the television changed to a camera obviously mounted under the table, it showed a fairly close up shot of my wife’s pussy and the large, tanned cock pumping in and out of it.  Without ringing the phone went straight to my voicemail, my wife’s voice said, “This is Anne.  I’ve turned the phone off cause we’re filming, but leave me a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can”.

    On screen my wife was making other noises.  “And in… oohhh… Alaskaaa… yesterday… oh fuck!”, Anne was trying to read a news story but was having trouble.  The camera switched back to the front view of the table, Charles was still getting his cock sucked by the redhead and my wife was still getting pounded from behind.  They put a picture in picture view on the screen, the smaller picture was the view from under the table of the strange man’s cock pounding into my wife’s pussy.

    Anne completely lost the story, her words trailing off into moans of pleasure.  Charles looked over at my wife as she was getting fucked.  “You um, need to finish the story Evelyn”, he said.

    “Yeah…”, Anne said.  “Fuck me… oohhh… there was a couple in Alaska… that was caught… oh yeah…”, she started to drift off again.  After a second she caught herself and refocused.  “They were caught fucking in a church”, she forced out quickly, “Back to you Charles”.

    Before the camera cut away from my wife I saw her push herself up from the table, holding herself up, and started fucking harder back against the cock buried insider her.  Charles fought his way through another story, the whole time the camera showing him sitting at the table w/ the redhead’s bare ass and pussy beneath it.  The smaller picture clearly showed one of her hands working up and down his shaft while she sucked furiously on the head of his cock.  He was distracted, but not as bad as my wife was.

    When he finished his story the camera went back to my wife.  Her chest was bare now, the shirt and jacket gone, her beautiful tits bouncing for all to see.  The guy behind her had one handful of her hair, his other hand was still holding her hip.  Their fucking was very forceful now, Anne’s skirt still bunched around her waist, her black stockings and heels were the only thing intact.  “Evelyn.  The, uh, the story?”, Charles forced out.

    The camera had moved in a little closer, the paleness of my wife’s skin contrasting against the dark tan of the guy fucking her.  Her face showed nothing but complete lust, she was lost to the sensations that the large, invading cock was bringing to her pussy.  She was getting more lewd with each passing minute also.  “Oh yes… fuck me… shove that big cock into me!”, my wife was yelling, her head held back by the guy pulling her hair.

    It was obvious that she was cumming, her orgasm long and loud.  No one interrupted the scene again.  The strange man just continued to pound into my wife’s pussy and she continued to moan and scream in pleasure.  After almost ten minutes of various camera angles and the stranger’s herculean like prowess, my wife had cum at least four times.  Then the guy came, his moans had been getting louder, and finally he pushed forward as hard as he could, trapping my wife against the table edge, as his body spasmed.

    Each time his body would twitch forward Anne would give a short, loud, “Ah!”, of pleasure.  When he finished he stepped backward, and then off camera.  My wife sat herself down in the chair, pulled up to the table, and smiled at the camera.  The view from under the table showed the guy’s jizz starting to dribble out of her pussy.  “Let’s go back to Amanda”, my wife said very professionally.

    The view changed back to Amanda and the porn star, both completely naked.  She was kneeling in the chair, he was fucking her from behind, and almost on cue he pulled out of her.  Spun her around, and as she lay there in the chair, her stocking covered legs spread wide, ankles in the air, her heels still on her feet, he jerked his cock a couple of times and spewed his cum all over her pussy, stomach, and tits.  Once done Amanda started rubbing the cum into her skin and said smiling, “That’s all Evelyn, back to you and Charles!”

    Again the view returned to the table, my wife still sitting there with her skirt bunched around her waist, cum leaking from her well fucked pussy.  Charles was standing at the end of the table, the redhead kneeling in front of him.  He was jerking his cock and she was pushing her breasts together looking up at him.  A minute later he came, spewing all over the redhead’s tits.  Looking pleased she slipped off the set, cum hanging from her tits, and Charles sat back down in his chair not even bothering to shove his dick back into his pants.

    “How are you doing James?”, Charles asked once seated.  The camera switched back to James, he was still on the floor on his back, the woman was still on top of his bouncing on his cock, though with obviously less energy and enthusiasm.

    “I think she’s done”, James said with a slight laugh.

    “Well, we all have to finish”, Charles said.  “How about it Evelyn?”, he asked turning toward my wife, “Think you can help James close out the show?”

    “Absolutely Charles”, my wife said smiling at him and then the camera.

    James lifted the woman off him, his massive black cock glistening from her pussy juice, and then he got up.  As he walked over to the table my wife got up from her chair and moved to the end of the table to meet him.  When they got to each other Anne reached out, grabbed his hard dick, and started stroking it.  They kissed once and then James lowered his head to my wife’s tits and started sucking on them.  Not once did her hand stop stroking his shaft, the cock looking even more massive in her petite hands.

    His hands had been exploring my wife’s chest, but he moved them to her shoulders and pushed her down to her knees.  Without being asked my wife immediately sucked the head of the monster black cock into her mouth.  Both of her hands were busy, one stroking the shaft and the other massaging his balls.  I rarely got head from my wife, and she never really enjoyed it, but she was making this look like the greatest thing she’d ever experienced.

    My wife was licking up and down his shaft, sucking the pussy juice of a strange woman off this monster black dick.  James pulled her hair out of the way with one hand and used his other to guide her head.  This went on until about a minute before the end of the show.  Anne was really working up and down his shaft, her head moving quickly, taking as much of the black cock into her mouth and throat as she could get, and all while jerking the base of his shaft and massaging his massive balls.

    And then he pulled his hips back, his cock falling out of her mouth, and using his hand he guided the cum that erupted from the end of the huge black head.  Some of his semen landed in my wife’s open mouth, some splattered on her face, some landed in her hair, a bit dribble down onto her tits, the last landed square on her chin.  James must have squirted a dozen times, seemingly dumping gallons of cum onto my wife.

    Anne was looking up at him, cooing and smiling as he emptied the last of his load onto her, she really appeared to be enjoying herself.  When he was done she licked the head of his dick one last time and then got up and sat back down in her chair at the anchor table.  Amanda and Monica came onto the set.  Amanda was still naked and Monica had removed the panties, now she was only wearing her bra, stockings, and heels, and I could clearly see that her pussy was completely shaved.  They and James moved around behind the desk and then all five of them faced the camera.

    “For Sex in the News”, Charles said, “I’m Charles Alex”.  His pants were still undone, his now limp cock hanging out of his pants.

    “I’m Evelyn Show”, my wife said with cum still in her hair and on her face, her skirt still bunched around her waist.

    “I’m Amanda Lee”.

    “I’m James Long”, he said with a big smile on his face.

    “And I’m Monica Cox”.

    Then in unison they all said, “Good night and good fucking!”

    The lights in the studio dimmed, the announcer came on reading some disclaimer about the rights to broadcast or air the material… blah blah blah.  In the background, as the credits rolled past, I could see the five of them talking.  Occasionally one of them would reach over and touch someone else, Monica was obviously talking to Charles, I could see her smile, and then she reached over and grabbed James’s softening cock.  She jiggled it a little bit and everyone laughed.  Right before it faded out completely I saw James reach over and grab Monica’s pussy, but whatever else happened faded off into black.

My Wife’s New Job - The Second Hour

    I was totally stunned, I couldn’t believe it.  Inside I was furious and hurt, I wanted to rage, but I also realized that I hadn’t been unable to look away from the screen.  Just as I was about to switch off the television, an ad came on for Sex in the News.  It was a thirty second montage of clips from the show, Monica fucking some guy and sucking another guy at the same time, Charles fucking some woman over the desk, Amanda interviewing a woman and then eating her pussy, James with a woman sitting on his face.  The announcer introduced each person as their clips were shown, and then toward the end of the commercial he said, “And with new anchor Evelyn Show”.  ‘Anne’, I thought angrily , 'My wife’s name is Anne’.

    An image appeared of my wife sitting on the edge of the anchor table, her legs spread wide, working a dildo in and out of her pussy, her tits hanging out the top of her “professional” clothes.  The image switched to show her laid down on the table on her back, James standing at the end of the table fucking his huge black cock in and out of her pink pussy.  She was completely naked except for a pair of fishnet stockings, her ankles resting on his shoulder, her hands playing with her bare tits.  Then another scene, this one with her sitting at the anchor desk, obviously reading a story, but standing next to her were two naked guys.  Each guy was jerking his hard cock right in my wife’s face as she tried to not get distracted.

    “Sex in the News!”, the announcer said again.  “Every night at ten pm, right here.  And all this week, extra episodes at eleven pm as we welcome our new anchor, Evelyn Show!"  This last part was accompanied by a cut showing the same two guys, both cumming at the same time, and spewing their cum onto my wife’s face… and then my wife smiling happily at the camera with cum dripping down her cheeks and in her hair.

    'Another show at eleven?’, I wondered.  There was no way they could film two shows a day.  Then the television came back to life, it was Sex in the News starting again, same announcer, same introduction, except instead of my wife sitting at the anchor desk there was a pretty woman with brown hair and huge tits, easily D cups, who was introduced as "Jamie Capone”.

    The show started much the same way as last time, with them reading news stories back and forth for about ten minutes.  And then Charles said, “We have something of an announcement to make folks.  Tonight is the last night for our own Jamie here”.  The camera shifted to show Jamie looking sad, but smiling.  “Yes, Jamie is going on to other things, but we do have a new anchor for you.  Someone hand picked by Jamie herself, someone to fill her seat.  And our own Amanda Lee is sitting down with her now.  Amanda?”.

    Views changed, and there was Amanda sitting in her same chair next to the same table, and in the chair opposite was my wife.  Amanda was wearing a short black skirt and tight, white, button-up shirt.  My wife was wearing only lingerie, lacy panties, a matching lacy bra, garter, stockings, heels, and a thin, silk, choker collar around her pale neck.  “Evelyn, how are you?”, Amanda opened.

    “I’m very good”, my wife replied smiling warmly.

    “We’re very excited to have you here.  Are you excited to join Sex in the News?”

    “Oh I’m very excited”, Anne said sounding genuinely excited, “It’s been something of a dream of mine to work on this show”.

    There were some mundane questions about my wife’s background, her likes, her dislikes, things to titilate the mostly male audience I knew.  Then Amanda asked, “I see you’re wearing a wedding ring”, she pointed, “How does your husband feel about you working here?”

    “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him”, my wife said jokingly.  “Right?”, she shot back at Amanda while laughing slightly.

    Both women laughed a little and then Amanda asked, “Ok.  So you know how the show works right?”

    “Yes I do”, my wife confirmed.

    “Since it is your first show, and you’re replacing a leaving cast member, it’s customary for the new person to fill all the spins tonight.  And of course”, she paused dramatically, “We’ll spin Jamie first since she’s the one leaving us”.  Amanda looked excited, but my wife looked a bit surprised, even hesitant, and it looked very genuine.

    The view cut back to the desk, a wheel spun in the background, and when it stopped the word “Oral!” flashed across it.  Jamie smiled knowingly.  Then the camera switched back, showing Amanda and my wife.  “Okay”, Amanda said, “That means Jamie gets sexually satisfied orally while she attempts to read some news stories, and tonight”, she said to my wife, “you’re the one that gets to fulfill the spins”.

    As Amanda led my wife over to the anchor desk, Anne actually started to look a little nervous.  I knew that my wife had never been with a woman, had never even thought about it, much less been mostly naked on television.  Once at the desk though my wife climbed under the table without hesitating, and crawled up between Jamie’s legs.  The under table camera showed my wife part Jamie’s legs, reach up under her skirt, and remove Jamie’s panties.  As Anne slid the panties down Jamie’s legs, Jamie pulled her skirt up slightly to allow her to spread her legs farther.

    Jamie had just a small patch of hair, shaved to just a thick line really, that ran vertically down to her pussy.  Again without hesitating at all, my wife leaned her head in and buried her face right into Jamie’s snatch.  It was obvious when my wife’s tongue made contact with Jamie’s pussy, because Jamie actually jumped a little and lost her place in the story she was reading.  My wife was obviously not that good because Jamie managed to get through three stories without much trouble, she didn’t even cum once.

    When she was done reading she announced, “And now it’s time for the uh, the weather”.  My wife climbed out from under the desk, Jamie didn’t even try to put her skirt back in place.  Again the wheel appeared and spun.  This time when it stopped it flashed and read, “Double Dildo!"  My wife moved off the side of the stage, the view changed, and there was Monica standing in front of the weather map.  Anne entered the shot from the side, holding a purple, double-ended dildo.

    My wife then knelt in front of Monica and helped her slide the skirt town her tanned legs.  As Monica stepped out of the skirt she began to unbutton and remove her shirt.  My wife slid her hands back up Monica’s legs, grabbed the edge of her panties, and then slid them down to join the skirt on the floor.  Then Monica returned the favor, removing my wife’s panties slowly, seductively.  After my wife’s panties were tossed aside Monica guided my wife to the floor, both of them kneeling and then sitting.

    Once on the floor my wife didn’t need any further direction, she spread her legs wide and slowly worked one end of the dildo between her pussy lips, slowly pushing it deeper.  Monica spread her legs, placing them over my wife’s, and then moved in closer to my wife.  When she was close enough she grabbed the other end of the dildo and guided it right into her cunt.

    After that the two women moved closer together, each inch forcing the dildo deeper into their pussies.  Monica started bucking her hips right away which caused the dildo to move back and forth, in and out of my wife’s willing cunt.  Both women were enjoying the experience, moaning loudly, and gyrating on the dildo.  Each one was getting more turned on by the others lust, they were looking deep into each others eyes as their fucking motions caused the other one pleasure as the purple dildo invaded both of their pussies simultaneously.

    In less than ten minutes both woman came twice.  When Monica came down off her second orgasm she moved herself into a sitting position, pushing herself down onto my wife, their cunts almost touching.  In this position she could control all movement that my wife tried to make.  Using this to her advantage Monica ground down onto my wife, pushing the dildo deeper into both their cunts.  Then Monica actually gave a weather report.  She managed to get halfway through the whole country before she lost concentration, both women came again, my wife’s orgasm pushing Monica into her own.

    When both women had finished cumming Charles said, "Alright Monica, thank you.  I think it’s time for the sports”.  Sure enough the wheel came onto the screen again and spun.  It stopped spinning and the words “Cream Pie!” flashed onto the screen.

    “What’s that?”, my wife asked as she stood up, still in front of the weather map.  I knew what it was, and I raged at the television, actually shouting and screaming.

    “That means James has to cum inside of you”, Charles said very matter of fact.  My wife looked absolutely stunned, even a bit fearful.

    “Oh”, she replied quietly, trepidation clear on her face.  Slowly she moved off camera and back toward the anchor desk.

    Then the view shifted, showing James standing in front of a blue screen.  Monica came into view and helped him undress, removing all of his suit slowly.  When his boxers came off and his enormous, black cock fell into view, my wife gave an audible gasp.  The camera quickly changed views, showing my wife’s face, her eyes wide and her mouth hanging slightly open.  Charles and Jamie laughed slightly and then Jamie said, “Evelyn hasn’t seen James’ cock before.  I guess she’s a little surprised”.

    “I am Jamie”, my wife said, “I didn’t expect something… so…”, she trailed off.

    “So large?”, Jamie asked.

    “Yes”, Anne confirmed.

    I watched in horror as my pantie-less wife sat down on the edge of the anchor desk, just inches in front of Jamie, spread her legs and then snaked one hand down to her pussy.  James came into view, completely naked now, his cock was mostly hard and sticking out well in front of him.  Anne’s eyes were completely focuses on the huge, black cock bouncing in her direction.

    James stepped up between my wife’s legs and aimed the head of his massive dick toward my wife’s cunt as she spread her pussy lips with her fingers.  The camera had a perfect shot, my wife’s snatch was practically dripping, she was really getting off on the whole experience, it wasn’t just an act!  Anne did not resist at all as James pushed himself inside her.  Her face betrayed only a small amount of pain as inch by inch of his huge cock disappeared inside her, the dark shaft sinking into my wife’s pale, pink folds.

    Anne started moaning as soon as his head was completely inside, and her moaning intensified as more and more of the monstrous black dick invaded her pussy.  For another minute James pushed himself inside her, Jamie was reading a news story the whole time, but when James got down to the last inch my wife bucked her hips forward surprisingly forcing the last of his cock into her.  She let out a loud noise, half moan and half yell, half pleasure and half pain.  The noise caused Jamie to get interrupted, which was further complicated when my wife laid down onto the anchor table, on her back, covering the papers in front of Jamie.

    Now instead of news stories laid out in front of her, Jamie had only my wife’s bra covered tits laying before her.  “Looks like Jamie has lost the story”, Charles said.  “You know what that mean Jamie?"  In response Jamie only nodded, her attention was fixed on the sight laid before her, James’ black cock fucking my wife’s pale pussy.  The wheel appeared again and spun, "Face!”.

    Both Jamie and Charles smiled as they read the words.  Jamie stood up, removed her suit skirt and jacket, then unbuttoned and removed her shirt.  Now wearing only her bra, stockings, and heels she climbed up onto the anchor table.  Once atop the table she straddled my wife, facing James, and then slowly knelt down onto Anne’s upturned face.  A second before Jamie’s pussy made contact with my wife’s face Anne noticed what was coming toward her, and in response stuck out her tongue, holding it waiting for the inevitable contact.

    The camera had good views of all the action, James’ huge cock disappearing into my wife’s tight snatch, my wife’s tongue probing into Jamie’s pussy, flicking over her clit, splitting her lips, Jamie and James kissing over my wife’s wiggling form.  According to what the announcer had said this was an episode from a month ago.  That meant my wife had been doing something like this five nights a week for the past month, since she got this job.  I knew my wife had never been with a black man before, or a woman for that matter, and I started to wonder what else my wife had done in this past month.

    At one point Jamie’s bra came off and James sucked on her breasts, never breaking his stride of constant fucking my wife’s cunt.  My wife’s bra had disappeared and Jamie was holding herself up with both hands firmly on my wife’s round tits.  I’m pretty sure that Charles was still reading news stories in the background, but he couldn’t really be heard over the sounds of fucking.  The rhythmic slapping sound of James plowing into my wife, the moans coming from all three of them, even the near yells the woman gave when they came.

    Eventually Jamie climbed down off my wife’s face, sitting back down in her chair, clearly spent.  “I think it’s your turn to spin Charles”, she said looking over at him.

    Charles was still completely dressed in his suit as he smiled back at Jamie, seemingly oblivious to the animalistic fucking that was occurring at the end of the table.  “You’re right Jamie, let’s see what I get”.  Again the wheel appeared and spun, finally stopping on “Anal!"  Another thing my wife had never done, Anne didn’t react though, her eyes were closed and she was completely lost in the sensations brought on by the fucking she was getting.

    "What luck for the new comer”, Jamie said, “Anal on her first night”.  Jamie was actually smiling when she said this.  Charles meanwhile had stood up and what taking off his suit.

    James was aware of what was happening, and once Charles was completely naked, James stopped his fucking motion with his cock buried deep in my wife’s pussy.  “Don’t stop”, my said with, a whine in her voice.  She opened her eyes and looked up at James, “Why’d you stop?"  Anne started wiggling herself back and forth on the desk, trying to fuck herself on the huge, black dick buried inside her, but James reach down with both hands and grabbed her hips, holding my wife in place.  She gave him a pouting look, but he only smiled.

    "You see Evelyn”, Jamie said, “the spin that James got was creampie.  He has to cum inside you to complete his spin, but he hasn’t cum yet”.  It was true, he hadn’t cum yet.  “That means he still has to work to complete his spin while Charles works to complete his.  The show can’t end until they’re both done”.

    My wife looked confused, unsure what that meant, but I had seen enough porn in my day to know exactly what it meant.  Sure enough, James pulled out of my wife, which caused her to sigh wistfully.  Then he helped her stand up and walked her around to the front of the anchor desk.  Once there he laid down on the floor, “You want to sit on this Evelyn?”, he asked looking up at her.
    “Oh yeah”, my wife replied enthusiastically.

    “Come bury this big black dick in your pussy”, he actually wiggled his cock at her as he said this.

    Anne quickly straddled him and lowered herself down onto him, his cock disappearing quickly into her wet pussy.  “It’s not big”, my wife said to him.  “It’s fucking huge”, she finished looking directly into the camera as she did, a look of lust on her face.

    Charles moved around behind my wife as she fucked herself on the big black dick.  Though it wasn’t as large as James’ dick, Charles’ dick was large enough for porn, both of them much larger than me I thought.  Once Anne realized that he was kneeling down behind her, placing the tip of his dick against her ass, my wife slowed her fucking and looked back over her shoulder.  That was all he needed, Charles pushed the head of his dick into my wife’s ass.  Her asshole spread to allow his dick entry.

    I expected my wife to yell in pain, to protest this invasion of her ass in some way, to show some kind of resistance, but all she did was moan like a whore and start pushing herself back against the two invading cocks.  The cameras shifted around to give better views of the action.  A close up from behind of both dicks sliding in and out of my wife, a view that lingered on my wife’s face showing just how truly lost in lust she was, and of course multiple wide shots showing the three bodies tangled on the floor with Jamie, still naked, sitting at the anchor table behind them.

    For at least fifteen minutes Jamie read story after story while my wife was double fucked on the floor, just feet in front of the table.  I couldn’t believe how big the cocks of these guys were, or that my wife had both of them completely inside her.  Anne’s continuous moans were only interrupted when she would orgasm.  At first she was saying things like, “Oh fuck yes!  Those cocks feel so good inside me!  Fuck me deep!  Yes!  I’m cumming on your huge cocks!  Two cocks inside me!  Fuck me harder!”, but eventually she was screaming them.  My wife seemingly had one long continuous orgasm that only seemed to build and build, getting stronger and stronger as their fucking increased in pace.

    “We’re getting down to the end of the show now”, Jamie said from behind the desk.  “Finish up Charles”.  With that he pulled his cock out of my wife’s ass and stood up.  James lifted my wife up off of him, she looked genuinely disappointed.  The two guys spun Anne around, and sat her back down onto the huge black cock, now in reverse.  My wife didn’t hesitate to begin fucking the huge cock, as soon as it touched her pussy lips she slammed herself down onto it and began bouncing right away.

    “Evelyn is really worked up”, James said.

    “Fuck yes!”, was her only reply.

    Charles moved into position, his cock inches from my wife’s face, and started jerking it furiously.  Anne was looking up at him, licking her lips and batting her eyes at him, never once breaking her fucking stride on the big, black cock deep inside her.  In less then a minute Charles blew his load.  His cum landed all over my wife’s face, some got into her hair, and a drop landed on one of her naked tits.

    My wife actually moaned louder as his cum splashed onto her, cumming herself from the experience.  Then she ran one of her fingers through the cum splattered on her face and then sucked that finger into her mouth licking all the cum off of it.  When she was finished, she went back for more, eventually getting all the cum off her face and tit before licking her fingers clean.  “I need more cum”, Anne said looking down at James, “Give me your cum.  Cum inside me!”

    That was apparently all it took because started pushing his cock up harder, pulling my wife down onto him by her hips, and I could clearly see his balls constricting.  Anne was lost in spasms herself, yelling with each thrust of the huge, black dick.  After a minute they both calmed down, James laying back on the floor and my wife slumping, but still sitting atop him.

    “I think James just completed his spin”, Jamie said looking at Charles which caused them both to laugh softly.

    “I think you’re right Jamie”, Charles said, he was still standing naked next to my wife and James.  Both Anne and James just breathed heavily, each trying to catch their breath.

    “But I think we’re all forgetting something”, Jamie said from the table.  “Amanda hasn’t had her spin yet, and we have only a few more minutes”.  The view shifted to Amanda, sitting in her chair, wearing her sexy, professional suit.  When the wheel finished spinning it read “Swallow!”

    Amanda looked pleased, a small smile on her face, and Jamie said, “Well Amanda, it’s your turn to swallow cum, but there’s two things to consider.  First, Evelyn has to be involved, and second, all the men on the show have already cum.  I think we can fix this though”, she finished as the view changed back to the anchor table.

    James and Charles lifted my wife up into the air effortlessly, Anne still in a semi-sitting position.  They carried her to the table, and laid her down on it.  The camera changed to a close up of my wife’s pussy, her lips pink and swollen, and just the smallest hint of semen could be seen leaking out from between them.  Amanda moved to the table without any prompting, bent over, and stuck her head between my wife’s spread legs.

    Anne started to moan again, a soft, almost painful moan.  Amanda’s tongue was clearly visible working up and down the length of my wife’s well-fucked cunt, she was lapping the cum out of my wife and swallowing it all.  It only took her a minute to finish cleaning all of the cum out of my wife.  When she was finished my wife was clearly exhausted, her hair was matted down with sweat and I could see makeup running in a few places.

    The view switched to an overall view of the anchor table, my wife laying on it, Amanda standing at one end, Monica standing behind Jamie, and Charles and James standing in front.  Everyone except for Amanda was naked, but they were all smiling.

    “Join us tomorrow when Amanda will review some of the latest sex toys available”, Charles said, “And of course it will be Evelyn’s first day at the desk”.

    “For Sex in the News”, Charles said, “I’m Charles Alex”.

    “I’m Jamie Capone”.

    “I’m Amanda Lee”.

    “I’m James Long”.

    “I’m Monica Cox”.

    “And I’m Evelyn Show”, my wife said lifting her head up to smile at the camera, she looked and sounded completely exhausted.

    “We’ll be back here tomorrow night folks, but now we have to get to Jamie’s farewell party”, Charles said.  Again the set darkened, the credits started rolling, and the music played.  In the background though I could still see the silhouettes of everyone.  Monica leaned down and started kissing Jamie’s breasts.  Amanda met Charles as he came around the back of the table and they both started removing Amanda’s clothes.  James moved over to my wife, and just as things faded out, I could see him drop his cock into her open mouth and grab two handfuls of her tits.

Maid to Surprise

    My husband had always been super jealous and very protective of me.  He was constantly sheltering me and it annoyed me, but my husband was a good provider so I just grinned and bared things.  The most frustrating part was the lacking sex, because he worked all the time we didn’t have sex nearly as often as I wanted.  Worse yet, it wasn’t very good on the occasions when we did have sex.

    I tried different activities and hobbies to occupy my time, my husband didn’t want me working and he didn’t want me doing things where I might meet other men.  At one point I got so lonely that I got him to agree to hire a maid.  Of course he would only let me hire a woman, and after a short search I found a maid named Michelle.

    She had long black hair, tanned skin, large breasts, and a strong frame.  My husband didn’t care about anything other than the fact that I hired a woman.  Michelle quickly became my friend, we talked about everything, including my lacking sex life.  I’d never though much about it, confessing my need to have a real dick pleasing me, until one day.

    Without remembering there was someone else in the house now, I entered the bathroom without knocking, even though the door was closed.  Michelle was inside peeing into the toilet, but she was standing up!  I freaked out and ran to the kitchen.  A minute later Michelle came down and we talked.  Turns out that she was a transsexual, going through the process, but had yet to complete everything.

    “What do you mean everything?”, I asked.

    “I can show you”, Michelle replied.  She lead me into the living room, sat me down, and then proceeded to strip for me.  Michelle wore a typical maid’s outfit around the house, short skirt, buttoned top, stockings, etc.  When she was down to just her stockings and shoes I could see what she meant.

    She had a very feminine body, with shapely breasts, but hanging between her legs was a large cock.  “Does it work?”, I inquired.

    “Oh yes.  Want to see?”

    I was super reluctant, but curious that I may have found a way to satisfy my need for dick without upsetting my husband.  Nodding slowly caused a smile to creep onto her face.  “Well alright, you’re the boss”, she said.  With that she reached one hand around her dick and started jerking it to life.

    Slowly it rose and got firm, growing longer and thicker.  When it was completely hard I couldn’t believe it, her dick was bigger than any other that I’d seen.  Mesmerized I rose from the couch, intent on touching it, seeing what it felt like, confirming that it was real.  I dropped to my knees in front of her, and put my hands on the shaft of her dick.

    I couldn’t help myself, it was the first strange cock that I’d seen in a long time and I had to feel it.  It was magnificent, long and thick, firm and soft at the same time, and warm in my hands.  Michelle didn’t seem to mind, she closed her eyes as I started stroking her shaft.  Sure enough it was real, I could feel the heat from it, the blood pumping through it, and I could feel it pulse in response to my touch.

    Then I had to know what it tasted like.  The head felt amazing in my mouth, squeezed between my lips, and the drop of pre-cum was sweet and warm.  It was the first strange dick I’d tasted in years, and Michelle’s large breasts hanging over my head made it all surreal.  I cupped her balls, rubbing them gently, as I started bobbing my head up and down her shaft.

    Michelle moaned softly, looking down at me past her tits, enjoying my mouth sucking her dick.  In just a few minutes I could feel her balls start to tense, the head of her dick swelled, her body tensed, and then she orgasmed.  Cum shot into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat, and I swallowed it all greedily.  It tasted great, warm and salty, slightly sweet, but different from my husband.  That more than anything, the knowledge that I was sucking a strange dick and my husband would never know, really turned me on.

    Once she was done cumming I dropped her dick from my mouth, wiped my lips, and sat back smiling.  It was nice to know that I could still do that.  “What now?”, I asked Michelle looking up at her.

    “That was great”, she said smiling down at me, “But I bet you’re not satisfied yet”.  She was right, sucking her cock had only heightened my sexual need, my pussy was dripping wet.  Michelle stood me up and proceeded to undress me, her soft hands running over my hips and thighs, cupping my breasts, and rubbing my shoulders.

    The last thing to disappear were my panties, and once I was completely naked Michelle laid down on the sofa and pulled me to her so that I was straddling her face.  Gently I lowered my pussy onto her waiting tongue, and boy did she know how to use it.  Her tongue snaked around my clit, her fingers probed my dripping snatch, and I found myself looking down at her softening cock and firm breasts.

    It was unbelievable to me, having her at my disposal like this all the time, knowing the surprise that was tucked between her legs.  I was so worked up from sucking her dick that it took me no time at all to have my first orgasm.  Being the first one that I’d had in a long time it was thunderous, forcing its way through my body and causing every part of me to shake.

    I collapsed forward when it finally passed, but Michelle was still working on my pussy.  Right in front of my face was her cock, so I grabbed it and started stroking and sucking, intent on getting it hard again.  We lay there on the couch for a few more minutes, me sucking her dick and her eating my pussy, until finally she was hard again.

    Without waiting for permission I turned myself around and sat down hard on her dick, taking it all in one stroke.  Michelle let out a low moan and I yelled with surprise, she was bigger than I’d expected, and even though I was soaking wet, it was a tight fit.  She took my yell for one of pleasure and started to pump in and out of me.  All my discomfort disappeared in an instant, turning to pleasure.

    We were both moaning loudly, I could feel myself building to orgasm.  Michelle was playing with my tits as I bounced up and down on top of her, feeling her massive cock slide in and out of me.  I was fucking her like a woman possessed, in such dire need of dick.  Inside me I could feel her tensing up, getting ready to cum.

    Knowing that feeling her cum deep inside me would push me over the edge I reached back behind me and rubbed her balls.  That was all it took for her to start cumming, and that was all it took for me to start cumming.  Spurt after spurt of her hot jizz filled my pussy, we both moaned in pleasure until we had both finished.  Then, reluctantly, I rolled over and let her fall out of me.  To this day she’s still my maid, and still the secret I keep from my husband.

Evelyn Plays Dress Up

    Evelyn came over to my house on the weekend, she brought a large bag with her that was stuffed full of clothes.  “I brought some outfits with me”, she said, “so I can dress up and we can take some pictures.  I thought it might be fun to model some of my new clothes”.  She went to the bedroom and set her bag down, taking various articles of clothing out and laying them on the bed.  Stopping for a moment, Evelyn handed me the camera and pointed back toward the living room, “Out there”, she commanded, “I’ll come out in a moment and you can take pictures”.

    Reluctantly I returned to the living room as she started to remove her shirt.  I sat down on the couch and waited for her.  A minute later she came out of the bedroom wearing a pair of low-rise jeans and nothing else, it was a very carefree look.  Her long blonde hair was spilling down her shoulders and covering her beautiful B cup breasts, but I could see that she’d been to the beach recently and didn’t have any tan lines.

    She posed for me and I started taking pictures.  Her bare back to me looking over her shoulder, facing away from me and bent over, facing me with hands on hips, and kneeling with her hands rubbing her thighs.  As she continued to pose her hair kept moving and every now and then a picture would catch a glimpse of her breasts.  Evelyn smiled when she saw the bulge in my pants, my dick straining to be freed, but she wanted to keep teasing me.  Turned away from me she grabbed two handfuls of her hair and held the side of her head looking back at me smiling.

    Next she turned sideways, giving me a clear view of the sides of her breasts, all while I kept taking pictures.  Evelyn tuned toward me and leaned back slightly, looking to the side and closing her eyes, but her breasts were clearly visible.  She unbuttoned her jeans and using one hand pulled down on them, exposing her hip, her hair fell to cover one breast.  I could see that her nipples were hard, she was obviously excited.  Slowly she lowered the zipper on her jeans, her hair falling forward to cover her chest as she looked down to watch her hands.

    When the zipper was all the way down I could see that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath the jeans.  Evelyn tugged the front of her jeans to the sides, exposing the area above her pussy that had been hidden behind the zipper.  Next she tilted her head back, her hair falling behind her exposing her breasts as her jeans slipped lower.  Then she turned around again, her back to me, and she continued to lower her jeans exposing her ass.  She dropped to her knees, her jeans barely hugging her ass and looked back at me.  I was having trouble taking pictures because I kept adjusting my hard-on, trying to get comfortable as she continued to tease me.

    Evelyn turned sideways again, pushing her jeans off the hip that was facing me.  Then she turned to face me and slipped one of her hands down the front of her jeans, using her hand to hide her pussy and her other hand continued to hold her jeans down.  I adjusted her hair, exposing her chest, and she turned her head down to look at her hip, slipping her hand inside her jeans a little farther.  Her hand had to be on her pussy I thought, and as if to confirm my suspicions, Evelyn made a cupping motion with her hand and let out a soft moan.

    I only managed to get one shot of her in that position before she turned away again, this time sliding her jeans completely off her hips and down her thighs.  Once her jeans reached her knees she bent forward onto her hands and knees giving me a clear view of her pussy and ass from behind, her feet crossed playfully.  As I snapped picture after picture she looked back at me smiling, knowing that she was driving me wild with her teasing.

    Flipping herself around she sat down, legs crossed at the ankles, jeans bunched around her knees and she used her legs and jeans to hide her pussy from me for a moment as her hand disappeared between her thighs.  Her head went back, her hair falling behind her exposing her breasts again, as her hand worked back and forth.  After a few more pictures she leaned back slightly, balancing herself as she looked at me and started pushing her jeans lower.  I stayed in front of her, getting pictures of Evelyn’s agonizingly slow teasing.

    When she had bunched her jeans around her ankles she laid back and, keeping her legs together, stuck them up in the air.  I had a clear view of her pussy as she held her jeans between her ankles high above her.  Finally she kicked off the jeans and brought her feet back to the floor, her legs bent at the knees, and then she spread her legs giving me an unobstructed view as she used the fingers of one hand to spread her lips wide while inserting a finger from her other hand into her dripping snatch.

    After just a few pictures that like she got up, grabbed her jeans, and went back into the bedroom saying, “I’ll be right back”.  I sat down on the couch and unzipped my pants, freeing my erection, stroking it to try and get some relief.  Before I was able to relax myself though Evelyn returned, this time wearing a white, string bikini.  It was very small, barely covering her breasts, her dark nipples barely visible through the fabric, and the bottoms were cut low enough that if she hadn’t shaved her pussy I would have seen.

    She had her hair up in a ponytail and started by posing in various stages of stretching.  First she bent forward with her arms extended, gravity causing her breasts to push against the bikini top.  Then she bent side to side, the motion causing her tits to sway seductively.  Evelyn raised her hands over her head, faced away from me and stretched her legs up behind her one at a time, bent at the waist trying to touch her toes, and then down on her knees facing away from me with her legs spread.  Next she bent backward and I got a couple great shots of her bikini covered cleavage as she squeezed her breasts together with one arm.

    Then she sat back up and ran her hands up her back to where the string was tied.  Slowly she pulled on the strings causing her bikini top to come undone.  Using one arm she held her top in place though, and turned to let me see the bikini strings hanging loose.  She let the top slide away slowly, exposing first one breast and then the other.  When her top had fallen away completely she brought one arm back up to cover herself with, turning shyly to the side, looking at her cleavage.

    Standing up she turned back to face me.  Taking her free hand she slipped it inside her bikini bottoms.  Again she worked her hand back and forth over her clit, she was obviously as turned on as I was.  That was when I realized why she was smiling like she was, I had forgotten to tuck my dick back into my pants and my raging hard-on had been exposed this whole time.  For a minute she stood there rubbing and fingering herself, her hand massage her breasts, looking at me as I watched her.

    Evelyn removed her hand from her bikini bottoms and dropped her hand from her breasts, grabbing the strings that held her bottoms in place.  She tugged at them, pulling her bikini bottom one way and then another, playing with it and teasing me the whole time.  Pulling one string away from her body made the other string slide up and that caused the fabric covering her pussy to slide sideways.  Finally Evelyn slipped two fingers in the side of her bikini bottoms and pulled them aside exposing her wet lips.  She used one hand to hold the bikini aside while using the other to touch herself, all while looking at me wantonly.

    She turned away then, and looking over her shoulder at me she started to untie the strings to her bottom on one side.  When that side was untied her bikini fell half off, she was holding the other side in place.  Her ass was partly exposed, and she slowly turned so I could get pictures of her from all sides, her pussy half covered from the front.  Then with her back to me again she untied the other side and let her bikini fall away.  I got a few more pictures of her completely naked with her hair up before she bounced back off into the bedroom.

    For the next hour Evelyn continued to tease me with outfit after outfit.  I got pictures of her wearing a very professional button up shirt, skirt, heels, stockings, garter, lacy panties, and lacy bra.  Evelyn sucked on her fingers and fondled her breasts as she stripped down to the stockings, garter, and heels before returning to the bedroom.

    Next she wore a long, light, sundress-style skirt with a spaghetti strap top.  I was pleased to discover that she was not wearing panties or a bra and I got some good pictures as she pulled the top askew and down, the skirt was pulled to the sides exposing her legs to her thighs, and the up exposing her bare pussy beneath.  Before she returned to the bedroom the skirt and her top ended up bunched around her waist.

    Then she came out wearing a corset, garter, stockings… and nothing else.  Quickly the corset ended up pulled down so that her breasts were exposed over the top of it.  Evelyn spent a couple minutes in various poses showing off her ass, breasts, legs, and pussy for me.  When she produced her vibrator I almost tossed the camera aside, her teasing was driving me insane, but something in her look told me not to.  So I continued to take pictures as she used the toy on herself.

    She stuffed it into her deep, her moans coming louder and louder as she massaged her breasts.  Her eyes were closed, lost in the ecstasy of the moment, and I continued to take pictures capturing her beauty at every moment.  Finally she orgasmed, cumming hard and moaning so loud it was practically a yell.  I had been moving closer to her, moving around her as she lay there, and when she finished cumming she opened her eyes and looked up at me smiling.

    Reaching up and grabbing my painfully hard cock she asked, “Want to be in some pictures with me now?”

The New Restaurant in Town

    There was a fancy new restaurant in town that didn’t get much publicity when it opened, the news was subtle and rather underground.  So my husband and I missed it at first, but after few months word started to get around about how good the place was.  Eventually we’d heard enough amazing things about it that we had to try it.

    My husband and I dressed up for a nice night out and a nice dinner, and drove off to the restaurant.  It was located back from the main strip, the parking lot was out of the way, and the entrance was almost in an alley.  That was rather odd, but when we got inside the layout was even more odd.  Each table was in an alcove by itself, there were no windows, and that tables and seats were wide and deep.

    A very handsome man, who turned out to be our waiter, came to the table with two, thick menus and introduced himself, “I’m Brad and I’ll be servicing you this evening."  That was an odd way to put things, and my husband and I exchanged a look.  "Have you been here before?”, Brad asked.

    “No”, we both answered.

    “Alright, look over the menu and I’ll be back in a few minutes to take your order.”

    My husband and I flipped open our menus and were surprised by what we saw.  The whole menu was sexual activities.  Instead of an appetizer list they had a “solo list” which included dildos, plastic vaginas, vibrators, and vibrating panties.  Rather than entrees they had a list of sexual positions, anything you could imagine two people doing.  Last was group activities, things that would require multiple people, it said large parties needed to make reservations in advance.

    So when Brad returned my husband asked him, “Does this say blowjob?”

    “That’s right?”, Brad answered very matter of fact.

    “And what exactly is that?”, my husband asked.

    “We have a very lovely lady come suck your dick, or a man if you prefer”, was Brad’s answer.  The bluntness put both of us off, we didn’t know how to respond.  “Would you like to order one sir?”

    Jokingly my husband answered, “Sure”.

    “Very well, and for you ma'am?”, Brad asked me.

    “Well”, going along with the joke, “Since we’re starting light I guess I’ll have the cunnilingus.”

    “Alright”, Brad smiled, “I’ll leave the menus and be right back with your order."  A minute later a woman and a man came to our table, both completely naked and attractive.  To our surprise the woman climbed onto the bench my husband was sitting on and started to undo his pants, meanwhile the man climbed under the table between my legs and pushed my dress up.

    "What the fuck?”, my husband said as the woman struggled with his zipper.

    “Please just relax sir”, she answered.  My husband fought with her, trying to stop her, but the man between my legs encountered no resistance.  As soon as his head was under my skirt he discovered that I wasn’t wearing panties, a surprise I’d intended for my husband later.

    As my husband was arguing with the waitress, trying to keep his dick in his pants, I had a hot tongue running over my clit.  I put both of my hands on the man’s head, grabbing his hair to keep him from pulling away.  Sure, I knew it was wrong, but he was really good and I was going to cum quickly.

    My husband couldn’t see what was happening either, only the look of concentration on my face and my hands beneath the table.  “Look, this isn’t what we want”, he told the woman.

    “Fine, I’ll get your waiter”, she said vanishing.

    “Can you believe that?”, my husband asked, “Want me to help you stop him?”, motioning to the man beneath the table.

    “No”, I could barely manage a response I was so close to cumming, “It’s alright.”

    Brad returned with the naked woman.  “Is everything okay sir?”, Brad asked.

    They got into a small argument, my husband rather upset.  I heard my husband say, “This is not what we wanted."  Before Brad could respond though I had an orgasm.  It was amazing, the guy really knew how to eat pussy, he was fingering me with one hand, rubbing my thighs with the other, and sucking on my clit like a champ.  Moans escaped me, my body convulsed, and I had to bit my lip hard to keep from screaming in pleasure.

    "Seems like everything is okay”, Brad said smiling.

    “Everything is not okay”, my husband was really upset.  Looking at me he yelled, “What the fuck are you doing?”

    The man climbed from beneath the table, wiping his face with a napkin, his dick was half hard and I couldn’t help but smile.

    “Sir”, Brad said, “Please keep your voice down, you’ll disturb our other guests."  My husband only gave him an incredulous look.  In the moment of silence we were able to hear moans of pleasure from other parts of the restaurant, now that we knew what we were hearing it was easy to distinguish.

    More quietly my husband asked, "Just what kind of fucking restaurant is this?”

    “Please sir”, Brad responded, “There’s no need for obscenity.  I think the menu makes it perfectly clear what kind of restaurant this is.  We feed your sexual needs.  Didn’t you order the blow job?”

    “Yes”, my husband was incredulous and getting a bit louder.  I was in a state of sexual excitement, and craving another orgasm.

    “Very well”, Brad motioned to the naked woman standing beside the table.  She started trying to undo my husband’s pants again.  My husband pushed her away, obvious frustrated, and when she backed away Brad said, “Ah.  Sorry sir, I understand now."  Brad motioned to the half-hard man that had just eaten my pussy.  The naked man stepped up to my husband and waved his semi-erection in my husband’s face.

    That was it, my husband got seriously pissed off, "Get the fuck out of my face!”

    “Sir, really, I’m going to have to ask you to leave if you can’t stay quiet."  Brad sounded more serious.

    "Fine!”, my husband yelled.  “We’re leaving anyway."  He looked at me, but I was browsing the menu.  "Come on!”, I’m sure he was yelling at me but he was starting to cause a scene and I was trying to not get embarrassed.

    “I’m sorry sir, we have to ask you to leave”, Brad was being very nice about it.  Brad and the naked man helped my husband up from his seat, and started walking him toward the front door, leaving me sitting there with the naked woman.

    “You can’t throw me out!”, my husband yelled as they dragged him away.  At the front door the greeter and another waiter pushed my husband outside and told him to stay out.  “What about my wife?  She’s still in there, send her out!”

    “I’m afraid we can’t do that”, the greeter explained, “She hasn’t been causing a problem and is allowed to stay.  Besides that she already partook of our services and someone needs to pay the bill.  Now please go home sir and don’t try to come back."  They shut the door on my husband, leaving him standing in the parking lot.

    Meanwhile I was sitting at the table browsing the menu.  Now that I was worked up some of these things sounded really good.  "I’m very sorry about my husband”, I said as Brad returned.

    “That’s alright ma'am.  Would you care for anything else?”, Brad was as polite as ever.

    “Oh yes!”, I was excited by the idea, and not knowing that my husband hadn’t paid yet, I assumed everything was taken care of.  So I pointed at two things on the menu, Brad nodded his approval of my choices and left me there.

    The first thing I picked was a female sixty-nine.  I’d never been with a woman, but the idea seemed enticing and the woman standing at the table was really attractive.  She helped me lay back on the bench, gently she pushed my skirt up and commented on how beautiful my pussy was.  For a moment she played with it, teasing me with her hands.

    When I was really wet she climbed onto the bench, kneeling over me, and positioned herself with her pussy over my face and her head between my legs.  Gingerly I leaned up slightly and touched my tongue to her clit.  It felt good, and the taste was alright, so I dived in a bit deeper.  Not sure what to do I just tried to mimic her actions.  Spreading her with my hands, sucking on her clit, and running my tongue through the folds of her cunt.

    Quickly she made me cum, and though I hadn’t made her cum I enjoyed the experience anyway.  I was determined to try it again sometime, knowing better what to do.  As she got up I could see my next item was ready.  Standing next to the table was a handsome hunk of a man, well built and well hung.

    He’d been jerking his cock, keeping it hard, while watching the two of us.  When I was alone at the table, spread eagle on my back, he asked, “Did you order the hard fucking?”

    “Oh yes, please”, I said pleased.  My pussy was aching from the oral attention, I needed to have something inside me.  Even as I thought about how wrong it was to cheat on my husband, I knew I had no control to stop myself.  I had to cum, and as hard as I could.

    The stranger stood me up from the bench and then pushed me back to sit on the edge of the table.  He grabbed my ankles and hoisted my heeled feet into the air, which caused my skirt to slide up my legs and reveal my bare pussy.  His dick was rock hard and huge.  As he positioned himself at my opening he said, “You have such a beautiful body, show me your tits.”

    I did as he asked, pulling my top down and letting my breasts fall out the top of my bra.  As I did he pushed himself inside me, almost causing me to lose my balance on the table.  He started hammering me so hard and fast I had to grip the table edge with all my strength certain we were going to break the table.  It was amazing, feeling him pound into me harder than anyone ever had.

    He put my ankles on his shoulder and grabbed my hips, holding me and controlling my motions as he fucked me.  It was incredible the power of this man, his sexual potency, and knowing that he was going to fuck me exactly as he wanted and I couldn’t stop him was more of a turn on.  Then he started talking dirty to me, “Do you like that?  You like my hard cock inside you?”

    “God yes”, I moaned.

    “Do I fuck you better than your husband?”

    “Fuck yes”, I yelled.

    “Have you ever been fucked like this?”

    “No!  Never!”, I heaved between breaths, “Don’t stop!”

    I started cumming, harder than I ever had, and he teased me the whole time, “Cum on my cock!  Cum like a slut!  Fuck me like the slut you are!"  That wasn’t enough for him though, when I stopped twitching he picked me up, bent me over the table, and fucked me from behind, keeping me pushed down with his strong arms.  My bare breasts rubbed the cold surface of the table as he held me down and pounded my pussy.

    Twice more I orgasmed under the power of this man.  I don’t know how long it lasted, but it was amazing.  Finally he pushed himself deep inside me and blew his load.  I hadn’t expected that, getting filled up by a stranger’s cum.  Sure he wasn’t wearing a condom, and that felt amazing, but I hadn’t thought he would actually cum inside me.

    He pulled out, leaving me breathless and bent over the table.  After saying, "Thank you ma'am”, he left.  Brad showed up a minute later, I was now sitting back in my seat.

    “Here are some things to help you get cleaned up”, Brad set some items down on the table which I could use to clean myself.  “Will you have anything else?"  I was completely spent, so I told him no.  "Very well, I’ll be right back.”

    I cleaned myself well, I didn’t want to go home with cum in my pussy, no sense in giving my husband more to be upset about.  As it was, I would have to make up an excuse for why I stayed behind so long.  Brad returned and handed me the check.  “What is this?”, I asked naively.

    “The check for your evening”, he explained.

    “I thought my husband took care of this?”

    “No ma'am, he left without paying for anything.”

    “Is he still outside”, part of me hoped he was, the rest of me dreaded that he might be.

    “No ma'am, he drove away a while ago rather upset."  Shit, I didn’t have any money or credit cards on me, my husband had all that.  "You can pay for this?”, suddenly Brad sounded less friendly as he emphasized ‘can’.

    I could call my husband and ask him to come pay, but then I’d have to explain why after he left I decided to have my pussy eaten again and then get fucked by a strange man.  That seemed rather uncomfortable, so I weakly answered, “No.”

    Brad let out a disappointed sigh, “Then I’m afraid we’re going to have to make you work off your bill.”

    “What does that mean?”, I asked afraid.

    “Similar to washing dishes in a normal restaurant."  The greeter came around the corner to stand beside Brad, both men now seemed rather large and intimidating to me.  "Follow us please."  Reluctantly I got up and followed them, down a hallway, past a few booths where I could hear sexual activity, and into a back room.

    There were a dozen men and women here, all naked, and it looked more like a locker room than a restaurant.  "Alright”, Brad pointed at a locker, “Get undressed and put your things in here.”

    Looking around I could see that no one was going to help me.  Now very embarrassed, and glad I cleaned myself up, I stripped naked.  Another waiter came in, I knew he was wait staff because he was dressed, and he started looking over the naked women sitting around.

    “No no”, Brad told him, “Here, take her."  He pushed me toward the stranger, "She has a debt to work off, so use her first all night.  Tell everyone else."  I noticed the other naked women giving me mean looks, and I felt really uncomfortable.  Morosely I wondered if I was stealing their tips.

    At first I was thankful to leave the back room, to get away from those women, but then I realized what was going to happen.  The waiter explained to me as we walked, "No names, call everyone ma'am and sir, always be polite, do what they order but nothing more without a waiter’s approval, and when you’re finished go straight to the back room."  We rounded a corner to a booth where two men sat; both fat, hairy, and unattractive.

    "Gentlemen”, the waiter said, “Here is what you ordered."  They both eyed me up and down, staring at my naked tits and pussy.  I got embarrassed, and tried not to hide myself.  The waiter looked at me and said, "They ordered a double full service order, do whatever they want.”, and then he left me there.

    The slobs pulled me toward them, laying me down on the table on my back.  One spread my legs and started slobbering on my pussy, I guess he thought he was going to get me off but it was rather disgusting.  Meanwhile the other man took his pants off, revealing a rather hairy pubic area and ass.  Without saying anything he smacked his rather small dick against my mouth, and as much as I didn’t want to I sucked it in.

    Both men smelled badly, they were sweating from being so over weight and any kind of physical exertion.  They both wanted their dicks sucked, which I managed to do without grimacing, and they both took turns lapping at my pussy.  It was uncomfortable all around, they were too forceful with their hands, they didn’t know how to touch or please a woman at all, and it got unbelievably uncomfortable for me.

    They laid me down on one of the seats, as one man climbed between my legs and shoved his tiny prick inside me, the other squatted over my face.  “Jerk me off and eat my ass”, he said.  That was something I certainly did not want to do, but I was trapped.  Before I could do or say anything in protest he lowered his ass to my face.

    The smell was awful, and I really did not want to put my tongue anywhere on him.  I jerked his small dick and played with his balls, thinking that might entertain him enough, but quickly he ordered me again, “That’s good, now tongue my ass.”

    So with the one man grinding against me, I reluctantly extended my tongue and touched the area of flesh between his ass and balls.  It was the most disgusting thing I’d ever done, I nearly retched, his hair and sweat were everywhere.  For an unbearable amount of time we stayed like that, until the man fucking me came.  I could barely feel him inside me, and then when he spurted into me I felt him fall onto me and try to use his weight to push deeper into me.  It resulted in leaving me gasping for breath, buried beneath these two fat, sweaty men.

    They switched places, now getting fucked by the other one and licking clean the cock of the first.  He too had me suck on his balls and use my hands on him.  Thankfully the guy in my snatch had been worked up enough he came quickly.  When he was done having me suck him clean they indicated they were finished.

    I headed toward the back room, ashamed and feeling so dirty.  Neither man thanked me or even tried to treat me well.  Once safely away from the restaurant area, inside the locker room I cried a bit.  There was a shower and items for me to clean myself, a waiter told me to hurry because I had another table waiting.  It was going to be a long and busy night.

Gwen’s Party

    I first met Gwen at a dinner with friends.  She had just moved from out of town.  Gwen was a total knock out, a tall leggy redhead with 36D breasts, a cute face, bright eyes, and pale skin.  That first night she and I flirted a bit, but it never went anywhere.  I didn’t see her again for nearly a year, and when I did it was another dinner.  Gwen had gotten married to another friend of mine, Charles, since I’d seen her last.

    Even through that dinner though Gwen flirted with me, and she did it right in front of Charles.  I’d known Charles for years, he’d always been a very sexual active guy, and from what I’d heard about Gwen she was also promiscuous.  A few weeks after that they had a house warming party at their new place.  Charles had always had wild parties, and sure enough within an hour there was porn on the tv and half the people had half their clothes off.

    Things got hotter as the night went on.  I moved to the kitchen from the living room where I had been watching two women (only one I knew) making out.  They both had their shirts off and were massaging each others breasts while shoving their tongue’s into each others mouths.  In the kitchen there was a woman on her knees rubbing her face against a guy’s cock through his pants.  Apparently she had been dared to make him blush, and she quickly succeeded.  Even without taking his pants off, or his cock out, she managed to get him rock hard.  I didn’t recognize her, but I found out her name was Janet and that she worked as a stripper for bachelor parties.

    Later on the game of truth or dare had moved to the living room, about two dozen people appeared to be playing.  Beth, another friend, was on her back on the floor.  Beth’s bare tits were being sucked by two guys, a third guy was kissing her, and a fourth guy had his hand down the front of her unbuttoned and unzipped jeans.  Beth was moaning loudly, gyrating her hips against the hand in her pants, her hands were on the back of the heads of the two guys working their tongues over her tits while, and she was shoving her tongue into the mouth of the guy kissing her.

    After a few minutes the group on the floor broke and it was her turn to dare someone.  As Beth sat up I saw that both of her nipples were pierced, something I had never suspected.  Beth turned to Charles, her bare tits still exposed, and dared him that he couldn’t get Gwen off in front of everyone.  Gwen had been sitting on his lap, but he pushed her up so she was standing in front of him.  Reaching around her he unbuttoned her jeans, lowered the zipper, and slowly slid her jeans down her legs.  She was wearing a black, lacy thong and as Charles helped her step out of her jeans I noticed that she had a small patch of red pussy hair neatly trimmed and barely concealed by the thong.  Charles then ran his hands back up her legs, hooked the sides of her thong, and in one smooth motion dropped it to the floor.

    Gwen was standing there, in front of everyone, wearing only her lacy, black bra.  She turned to face her husband, exposing her ass to everyone, and bent over to take off his shirt.  As a result we all got a good view, all the way up her legs to her exposed pussy and ass.  Though many people at the party had their shirts off, and some of the women had their bras off, Gwen was the first one at the party with her pants and panties off.  She stayed bent over for only a minute before she got her husband’s shirt off, at which point he turned her around and pulled her back onto his lap.  He kept his legs together, which forced hers apart, so by the time she was sitting her legs were spread wide exposing her pussy and clit to everyone.

    Charles reached around her with one hand and started fondling her pussy, running one finger over her clit while spreading her pussy lips, holding onto her hip with his other hand.  Gwen leaned back against him, closed her eyes, and started moaning softly.  His finger worked back and forth across her clit, every now and then he applied a little more pressure and she jumped, then he would work downward and slip his finger into her pussy.  As his finger disappeared inside her she wiggled a bit on his lap, rocking her pussy against his hand.

    Everyone in the living room was watching intently.  Though she was moaning it was obvious she wasn’t cumming, which was the dare, and that’s when Beth spoke up, “You’re almost out of time Charles, and she hasn’t gotten off yet”.

    Gwen brought her head up and looked back at everyone, “I won’t be able to get off unless someone helps out”.  It was as much an invitation as a challenge.  I was standing close by and Gwen reached her out and grabbed my hand.  She pulled me to her and put my hand on her tit, still covered by her lacy bra, and then she pulled me down and kissed me deep.

    As her tongue pushed into my mouth I heard Beth say, “That’s not fair, it’s my dare”.  I broke the kiss with Gwen and looked up to see Beth coming across the room.  She got to where we were and took my hand off Gwen’s tit, then pulled Gwen’s bra down exposing her D cup breasts, and leaned down to suck on one of Gwen’s nipples.  Gwen guided my head down to her other tit and I started licking her other nipple.  Just a minute of Gwen getting her breasts sucked and her pussy fingered was enough to push her over the edge.  As she came she moaned loudly and bucked her hips against her husband’s hand, holding my head and Beth’s head against her chest, “Ooohhh… ooohhh…”.

    After she finished cumming Gwen reached back and unhooked her bra, dropping it to the floor with her pants, freeing her large breasts to hang in front of her.  It was now Charles’ turn to dare someone and he shot right back at Beth, “Alright, I dare you to get my wife off in front of everyone”.

    Beth and I had backed off a step, but now Beth moved back to Gwen and dropped to her knees in front of Gwen.  Beth wasted no time in pushing her tongue, also pierced, right into Gwen’s pussy.  I watched as Beth dug her tongue between Gwen’s cunt lips, flicking it back and forth across her clit.  Beth’s hands were high on Gwen’s thighs, massaging them gently, holding her legs open.  I looked around the room to see what everyone else was up to.

    A couple of my friends (Ara and Josh) were on the couch, both of them naked now, watching Beth and Gwen.  Ara had her hand wrapped around his cock, jerking him off, while Josh had his hand buried between her legs fingering her pussy.  In the chair by the TV, porn still playing, Janet was giving a lap dance to a guy, while the guy she had embarrassed earlier was watching her.  Dave and Ruth were in the doorway to the kitchen, Ruth on her knees sucking her husband’s cock.

    Gwen, Beth, and Charles shifted which made me look back at them.  Charles moved out from under his wife and took his pants off.  Beth continued to work her tongue over Gwen’s cunt.  As Gwen sat back on the couch she reached out to me again, hooked her hands into the top of my pants and pulled me to her.  Gwen quickly took my pants down and sucked my cock into her mouth while reaching out and grabbing her husband’s cock.

    Becca, who as far as I knew had slept with everyone in the room at least once, moved behind Beth and started taking Beth’s jeans off.  Becca was already naked, in fact I think she was the first one at the party with her shirt off.  Unlike Gwen and Beth, Becca had a tight little body to match her 18 years with small tight B cup breasts and a shaved pussy.  Beth wiggled out of her pants, she wasn’t wearing panties, and Becca laid down on the floor between Beth’s legs as Beth lowered her pussy onto Becca’s face.

    Gwen was really sucking on my cock, fondling my balls, and stroking my shaft.  She came on Beth’s face, grinding her pussy against Beth’s wiggling tongue.  Her orgasm distracted her from sucking my cock, and her husband took advantage of her temporary distraction to shove his cock in her face.  Beth slid down and was now in a sixty-nine position with Becca on the floor in front of the couch.  I was stroking my cock watching the two girls eating each others pussies when Gwen reached out and grabbed hold of my stiff cock.

    Her husband was kneeling behind her on the couch working his cock into her pussy when Gwen starting sucking on my cock again.  She was bouncing on her husband’s cock while running her tongue up and down my shaft, sucking my hard cock between her lips occasionally taking it all the way into her mouth.  She started moving more, pushing back harder against her husband, and then she came.  My cock popped out of her mouth as she moaned.  I stood there for a minute watching her cum, her huge tits bouncing beneath her.

    Beth, still grinding her pussy on Becca’s face, sat up and looked at me, “Becca hasn’t cum yet, maybe she needs some cock”.  I moved away from Gwen reluctantly, and knelt down on the floor beneath Becca’s open legs.  Becca arched her legs and back, bringing her cunt up to the level of my cock.  She was still dripping wet from Beth eating her out, so my cock slid easily into her.  I started pounding into her pussy right away, holding her legs up to keep her in line with my thrusts.  Beth came almost right away, watching my hard cock slide into Becca had pushed her over the edge, which in turn made Becca cum.  She bucked wildly on my cock, pushing her hips up and down to get me as deep into her as possible.

    I was getting close to cumming when Beth leaned over and started kissing me, never taking her pussy lips away from Becca’s exploring tongue.  Beth reached down and started massaging Becca’s clit, back and forth in time with the thrusts of my cock.  This only prolonged Becca’s orgasm, it was obvious she didn’t want to move but was so lost in cumming that she couldn’t help it.  She pushed hard against me, burying my cock deep in her cunt, and that was enough to make me cum.  I grabbed Becca’s hips and held her against me, emptying my cum deep in her pussy.

    Spent, I sat back, and slipped out of Becca’s pussy.  Beth immediately bent back down, putting her head to Becca’s cunt, and started lapping at my cum dribbling out.  I stood up intending to go to the bathroom and clean myself up, but Gwen stopped me.  Gwen took my cock in her mouth and started licking Becca’s cum off.  Some guy I didn’t recognize was behind Gwen now, pumping his cock in and out of her pussy.  After a few minutes Gwen and the guy with her on the couch shifted position.  She pulled away from me, he sat down, and then she sat down on his cock.

    I looked back around the room and saw Janet.  Her skirt was bunched up around her waist, her shirt and bra gone, through she was still wearing her fishnets, heels, and a pair of red crotchless panties which left her neatly trimmed patch of dark hair and cunt exposed.  Janet was grinding her ass against some guy’s lap, his hard cock rubbing between her ass cheeks.  The guy she had embarrassed earlier was standing next to her, still fully clothed, she reached out and grabbed his hands and put them on her perky tits.  She didn’t even slow down rubbing her ass as she did it.

    The door to the bathroom was open only an inch.  I wanted to clean up a bit still, so I pushed the door to the bathroom open and stepped inside.  Dave, Ruth, and some guy I didn’t know were already inside.  Dave was sitting on the edge of the tub, his cock buried in his wife’s ass, while the other guy had his cock buried in her pussy.  Ruth was rocking back and forth, held up by Dave, the motion causing both cocks to pump in and out of her.  I stood there for a minute watching and my cock started to get hard again as Ruth came, “Ooohhh… fuck!”

    Janet poked her head in the bathroom, the embarrassed guy was with her and she had one hand firmly wrapped around his stiff cock.  When she saw what was going on she got excited.  “Oh… this is good for you”, she said to the embarrassed guy, “Ruth has always been a triple input gal”.  She pushed past me and dragged the guy behind her into the bathroom, it was getting crowded so I stepped out.  Janet got the guy into position at the tub and guided his cock into Ruth’s mouth.  Ruth’s moaning was immediately stifled, but she was getting louder, as she continued rocking to work the (now) three cocks in and out of her.  The embarrassed guy was obviously uneasy in the situation, but Ruth was really sucking his cock.  She brought her hands up and started massaging his balls and stroking his shaft.

    As Janet backed out of the bathroom, smiling at the scene in front of her, she bumped into me making my cock jump.  Janet was petite, with a tight body, exactly what I expected from a woman that strips at bachelor parties.  She looked back at me, and smiled, “Looks like you’re ready for some more”, she said as she reached down and gently stroked my cock.  We moved into the kitchen, there was a couple at the table I didn’t recognize, the guy was sitting on a chair and the woman was kneeling in front of him running her tongue up and down his cock.  Janet got up to the table and bent over it, her fishnet covered legs stretched tall by her heels.

    She still had on the pair of crotchless panties, I could clearly see her wet pussy lips poking through her neatly trimmed hair.  I stepped up behind her, she reached back and guided my cock into her pussy.  As I started slowly sliding my cock into her I felt her tense up.  Janet’s cunt was really tight, being a petite woman it wasn’t surprising, she must have had some discomfort as I pushed into her.  She gripped the table with both hands, pushing back against me to work the whole length of my shaft into her.  After a minute she started moving back and forth, using the table for leverage, working my cock in and out of her.  I reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled back on it.  Her head came up, she moaned loudly, and she started bucking back against me faster and harder.

    “Fuck me”, she moaned, “shove your cock into me”.  The couple across from us shifted, the woman got up and bent over the table, mirroring Janet’s position.  The guy stood up behind her, shoved his cock into her making her yelp, and started fucking her.  I fucked Janet in rhythm with the couple across from us, the table bouncing beneath the women.  Janet came hard enough I had to let go of her hair, she pushed down onto the table and rammed her ass back against me.  I pushed my cock into her deep and came.  I grabbed her hips and slammed her back into me and held her there.  It took forever for me to empty my balls into her, but I did eventually finish cumming.  Janet was kissing the other girl across from her, both still pressed against the table.  Apparently the other guy had cum too, but I hadn’t noticed.

    I pulled out of Janet and she said, “I’m going to go check out the bathroom”.  She disappeared down the hall.  The girl across from me motioned me toward her.  I got to the other side of the table as she dropped back to her knees.  Taking my cock into her hand she started licking up and down the other guy’s cock, sucking her cunt juice off of it.

    After she had cleaned his cock she looked up at me and said, “I’m Michelle”, before sucking my cock into her mouth.  She sucked on my now limp dick for a few minutes, lapping up all of my cum and Janet’s pussy juice, never once taking her hand off the other guy’s cock.  When she finished I sat down on a chair there in the kitchen, had something to drink and caught my breath.

    Gwen came into the kitchen to get something to drink and saw me.  “Oh, glad you’re still here”, she said to me.  She was still naked, there was a slick trail of cum dribbling down her leg.  I took her hand as she stuck it out toward me and she pulled me up out of the chair.  “I want to take you upstairs to our bedroom, Beth has some ideas for you”.  I followed Gwen up the stairs, watching her ass wiggle the whole way.  We turned into the master bedroom at the top of the steps, and Beth was inside bent over the bed.  Her hands were tied behind her back with silk, her ankles were tied to the bed posts forcing her legs to be spread wide, her cunt and ass completely exposed.  As we stepped inside Gwen closed the door behind us.