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I was having a bad day. My startup company had folded, I was in debt for a fortune, I couldn't even get a decent job and my girl had gone off with a doctor -- a female doctor.

I'd been flying high for a while, a very little while, and now I was right back where I'd started from. Which meant that the only chance I got to meet great looking women was inside the pages of girlie mags. It's true, what you've never had you never miss, but believe me, what you've had and lost you really mourn for. And I as I looked at all those horny chicks I felt as mournful as a grounded hawk.

A feeling which wasn't improved by checking out all the double cool females inside the covers of the magazine and wondering who the lucky dudes were who were screwing them. Apart from also wondering why I hadn't gone for a nice safe career in the magazine business instead of getting involved in high tech stock market floats: soft bodies are more fun than software and usually a lot easier to sell. Well, unless your name is Bill Gates, I guess.

And then it happened. I could have sworn I was alone in the apartment, the door locked, everything. Until the mag was snatched out of my hands.

I nearly had an heart attack, then looked up to see who was there and every one of my vital organs did go offline for about a second due to pure shock. Because the girl who was standing beside the couch could have stepped straight in amongst the bevy of lust arousing models on the glossy pages and been at home as a flea on a hound dog.

We are talking long blonde hair, a face that would have knocked any king ever sideways on his throne, and a drop dead figure with perky little boobs, all wrapped up -- OK, barely covered -- by "Hey, man, it's like honeymoon time" lingerie.

Maybe there are guys who know exactly how to behave when a living doll like this suddenly steps into their life in her stockings, suspender belt and high heeled shoes. I'm not one of them. I lay there with my arm stuck up in the air like I was pretending to be the statute of liberty and I didn't move a muscle. I didn't even speak, I just kind of quietly spasmed. My heart was back in action and an Indie driver was pumping the gas into it faster than I could burn it.

"Hi, Rand, nice to meet you," she said, and I still gaped at her like it was Independence Day and the earth's skies had been invaded by flying pizzas the size of cities.

"Who -- who are you?" I don't know how it came across to her but I hadn't sounded that squeaky since I was in junior school.

"I'm Chloe, and I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you."

"Where did you come from?"

"Rand, that's like asking where the rainbow comes from. By the time you've finished asking the question, it's gone. Do you want me to go?"

However confused I was about everything else, at least I knew the answer to that question: "Hell, no, I don't want you to go."

"Can I sit down?"

"Sure, surely." I gabbled. It wasn't Independence Day, it was Thanksgiving, and I didn't know whether I was the turkey or the farmer.

She -- Chloe -- she sat down on the couch and spread herself out on top of me, with a hand stroking the inside of my left leg. About the only thing which anybody could have dropped on me which might have felt better would have been a million dollars, and right then I wouldn't even have been sure about that.

Hell, I wasn't even sure I hadn't somehow overdosed on something, but when I gently stroked her long blonde hair she didn't disappear. Not only did she seem real, she felt real. And I think maybe it's not too crazy to say that what was even better, she smelt real.

"You're not a dream?"

"I can be anything you want me to be, Rand. Would you like me to be a dream? Just shut your eyes and when you open them again, I'll be gone."

"Then I'm not even going to blink -- but, but ... "

"If you're still don't know whether I'm real or not, Rand, why don't you let your fingers do the talking?"

Even in the craziest of situations there are arguments that are so good you go straight along with them. I reached out with my fingertip and brushed it as gently as a falling leaf against her stocking clad leg. If there's anything else in the world that has the same combination of smoothness and heat as female flesh under silk, I wouldn't know what it is. And if there is anything else like that, I sure bet it doesn't feel so good to touch.

"OK, Rand, I can feel you, so can you feel me?"

"I can feel you, Chloe. I also feel like Doctor Frankenstein after the lightning struck."

She giggled: "That's one lousy comment to make to a lady. Do you think I'm that ugly."

I felt like biting my tongue off: "Chloe, no, no, I think you're beautiful! You're fantastic!"

"OK, you're forgiven. You want to keep on touch testing, Rand?"

Only about as much as I wanted to go on breathing. Or maybe a little bit more. This time I tried higher up her body -- way higher, on the top of one of her bra cups. Her leg might have felt fine but for sheer tactile feedback there's nothing like a tit. Especially when its owner is enjoying the stroking every bit as much as you are.

"Well, am I real, Rand?"

"I guess all I know for sure is that if you're virtual reality, and I can figure a way of putting you on the internet, I'm gonna buy California and Wall Street."

She made a tiny little ladylike snort of derision: "Virtual reality? Put your finger out and we'll give it the ultimate reality test."

I can't say she confused me, because a man couldn't be more confused than I already was, but it took a while before I realized what she wanted. Then I did hold my finger up for her, and Chloe put it in her mouth and gently drew on it as if it were a Cuban cigar.

She was so right, it was the ultimate reality check. There's no way anybody is ever put a feeling like digital sucking into a digital format. It also happened to be a turn on that had me shivering with excitement. Up until then I'd been so shocked by her sudden appearance that I hadn't really taken in what she was. Now all I could think of was that even if she'd popped up out of hell she was the sexiest little mother of a demon I could imagine. Not only would I be happy to sell her my soul to get on top of her, I'd throw in my visa card as well.

"Uh, Chloe."

Her lips slid off my finger with a final flick of a tongue that had my cock reaching for the sky: "Yes, Rand."

We pulled into a parking structure, and Kate tugged a pair of short shorts on over her tiny bikini and a sheer white tshirt, while I pulled on the top I had been wearing before our stop with the cops. I slipped my feet into the tall sandals and grinned at Kate over my sunglasses, “Ready baby?”
Kate nodded and smiled back at me, “Hell yeah! We’re in VEGAS!”

It took us all of ten minutes to check into our hotel room, and get our room upgraded by flirting shamelessly with the cute little front desk kid. We giggled as we entered our room, I announced that I was going to change, but I didn’t want to shower, I love the smell of recent sex, and I still smelled like Officers Mike and Carter. I yanked the dress off and pulled off the top I had wasted time putting back on in the car, and stood there naked while Katie watched. Katie grinned at me, and slowly removed all her clothes too, before she tackled me to the king size bed and started kissing me. I groaned as she tugged on my nipple piercings, and rubbed my tits. She pulled on my lip with her teeth, and ground her shaved slit against my thigh, while she pressed hers against my cunt. She grinned against my ear and tugged on my earlobe, while I moaned a little. Kate kissed her way down my body and licked my leaking pussy once with the flat of her tongue.

Kate used her teeth to pull on my clit ring and slurped her way back to my cum filled pussy and ass. She sucked and licked me until I came all over her face, eating all the cum out of me. She maneuvered and pressed her pussy down on my face. I licked her in a frenzy, hoping she would make me cum again. She was still worked up from our stop earlier, and still tasted like cock and girl cum. I licked her until she came all over my face, her cum gushing into my mouth, on my chin and down my throat. Hot damn, but I love it when Kate creams. Almost as much as I like it when she attacks me in a sexual frenzy. The girl is hot. She rolled off of me, and sighed, “Damn Honey.”

I grinned to myself and shoved a couple fingers into her pussy, just teasing her a little before we got dressed. Kate moaned and let me play, until I caught my breath and rolled away. I dug through my luggage, and tossed clothes every where, looking for a dress to wear while we clubbed. I finally found it, I pulled out the dress, and grinned at Kate, who hadn’t moved from her position on the bed, although she was now watching me. She smiled back and closed her eyes. “Did you bring our toys Honey?”
“You bet I did baby.”
She chuckled, “Good.”

I slipped into the dress and went to the mirror, admiring myself. It was a short dress, stopping about three inches below my slit. Backless and tight it wasn’t a dress to wear panties with. You could easily see my piercings through the fabric although it looked innocent enough from the front, just tight and short, it kind of looked like a short version of that Aubrey Hepburn dress. Kind of. The back was a different story, it haltered in the back, and ended at the top of my ass, leaving my back totally bare. It was gorgeous, and I can admit it’s one of my favorite dresses. It’s short enough that when I bend over, my pussy is easily visible, and even better easily accessible. I smiled at Kate again, who was watching me from the bed, over my shoulder. I bent over and wiggled my ass at her, “See anything you like baby?”
She laughed and nodded, rolling off the bed, “You bet that pretty pussy I do.”

Kate went to her own bag and dug around a bit, pulling out a gorgeous gold dress. She held it up against her naked body and I watched her tug it up, over her hips and then her tits. She tossed her dark hair, and turned her back so I could zip up her strapless dress. She looked back at me and smiled, “How do I look sweetie?”
I whistled and winked at her.

We were ready 30 minutes later, hair and makeup done, and a few shots of rum in our bellies. I was out to have a wild weekend with my best friend and sometimes lover Kate, and anyone else I could find. The elevator music was horrendous, but then it always isn’t it? The elevator stopped a few floors below ours, and four people got on, three guys and a girl. The guys were all pretty good looking, obviously college kids, and the girl, well damn, the girl. She had short black hair and big brown eyes, and she was tall, like 6 feet tall, with the perfect body of a lingerie model. Kate elbowed me and eyed the girl, who was wearing a pair of jeans and a purple halter top. I nodded, and reached out to grope the girl’s ass.
Her ass was nice and firm, which only made it better that she first pressed her ass back, then turned to look at me in shock. I smiled at her and winked, “Nice ass.”
“Excuse me?”
Kate answered for me, just as the three guys turned around, “She said you had a nice ass,” Kate looked at her ass, and then at the three guys’ asses. “But personally I like his better,” she pointed at the guy in the black pants. I admired his ass, and nodded.
“Yep. His is nice too Baby.”
Kate smiled at him, and turned to show off her ass in her snug gold dress, “What do you think of mine?”

The guys automatically looked, and so did the girl, who blushed and nodded. One of the guys spanked her, and I reached over to the stop button on the elevator. I turned and bent over, “And mine?”
I could feel the air on my exposed wet pussy. “Do you like my ass too?”
One of the guys groaned, “Oh yeah, I like.”
The sounds of zippers, and pants hitting the floor had me looking over my shoulder while Kate went to work on the girl, stripping her down. I had cock in my pussy faster than I could say pussy, which is always what I want. I groaned as I got pounded, from behind. I was pulled around to face the crotch of one of the other guys, who shoved his dick down my throat. I screamed around cock while I was pounded from behind. I looked over at Kate who had a cock in her pussy and a cunt in her mouth, she was busy sucking on that girls landing strip, while I moaned and enjoyed the fucking I was getting. I pulled my mouth off of the guy I was currently sucking off, and smiled over at my girlfriend, “Enjoying her pussy baby?”

Kate ignored me, which made me shove the guy off of me and crawl over to that girls twat. Kate and I shared, licking and fingering her pussy, while the guys went back to pounding us, I was again getting fucked in both my ass and my cunt, just the way I like it, while I was eating a tasty pussy and groping my girlfriend, who was getting fucked by a third cock. I groaned when I came, gushing all over the cock that was buried inside me. Kate screamed, and the girl. The girl went stiff, shuddering when she came all over our faces. The guys continued to pound away, while Kate moaned into the pussy. The guys came one after another, one on the girls face, and the other two inside both me and Kate.

I smiled and pulled my skirt down, as the elevator doors opened. We left four well satisfied new friends in the elevator. I couldn’t wait to dance, and feel that cum leaking out of my freshly fucked cunt, while I waited to dance my way into another guy’s pants.
Kate held my hand and led me down the strip, "I LOVE VEGAS!" she whispered.
I LOVE KATE. Fuck that girl, she makes my cunt drip.

Despite what I have heard, being married has actually meant more sex. Not only more sex but different sex. Kinkier sex. Crazier sex. Just this past Spring my wife Brianne and I had our first group experience involving two male bartenders. It was something that has actually evolved our sex life into trying things like light bondage. We are still learning all the finer points of it but for now we are having fun tying Brianne up and “forcing” her into testing her sexual boundaries. I think what we have come to realize is that we don’t want to be that couple in a few years that stops having sex and gets bored of each other. We want to always try new things and do whatever feels good.

As I have mentioned in my previous story my wife is a 5’5 brunette with huge tits and a great ass. She is one of those skinny girls with curves. She is slim where she should be slim and round where she should be round. She often wears skirts with no panties and knows how to flaunt the goods to get what she wants.

So anyway this past weekend Brianne and I went to stay at my uncle’s cabin out on the Appalachian Mountains. We wanted a relaxing weekend away and thought it would be a perfect spot to have no distractions. We wanted to do nothing but play cards, drink wine and fuck. We got there around 9:00 on Friday. We spent a great evening with no television, no city noise and no people. We got buzzed and had a great fuck session. It was exactly what we had wanted.

Saturday came and well, we were bored. We are city folk so we can really only take so much peace and quiet. We decided to go out that evening to one of the local bars in town. There is a small college about ten miles from where we were and figured there had to be a decent bar near there for these mountain kids to go to. Brianne and I are still under 30 so we would not feel too out of place with a bunch of 21 year olds. Brianne got showered, dressed and we headed out. She was wearing her cute jean skirt with a pair of boots and a tight long sleeved shirt. As always, she looked great.

When we arrived at the bar we were surprised at how dead it was. We walked in and immediately felt like we owned the place. We got drinks and started playing darts. When Brianne starts drinking she starts believing that she can beat anyone at darts. We played a few games and started making sexual favor bets. I won the first game so she had to go into the bathroom and take off her panties and keep them off for the rest of the night. Second game she won so she casually rubbed her pussy and made me lick her fingers clean from her juices. We were both really turned on and were not even aware that the place was getting busier. Soon we had a few guys asking if they could jump in and play a game. Brianne suggested that we all play together instead. The three guys were named Cooper, Tyler and Jim. I think Jim was the only black guy in the entire city. Despite his huge size (he was maybe 6’2 220 lbs) he was very reserved and quiet. Cooper and Tyler were both white and around 5’10. Cooper had the tribal band tattoo around his bicep that was practically mandated a few years ago. Tyler looked more polished and appeared to wear only designer clothes. They were a strange mix but we learned that they were all on the track team at the local college and became friends.

We all played cricket and continued drinking and having a good time. Brianne and I kept making bets to ourselves on who was going to win between the two of us. We kept whispering and laughing at the end of each game. Eventually Cooper guessed what we were up to and playfully asked who owed what to whom. Brianne blushed as she told them that she had to give me road head on the way home and that when we got home I had to tie her up and fuck her while she was blindfolded. Cooper was confused because he knew Brianne had won the last game outright so why was I getting two things. Brianne quietly said that the tied up part was what she won. The guys all laughed and congratulated me on being so lucky. All three guys started asking us personal questions about our sex life and bondage. Brianne became more open and had no problem telling them about how we got started and how much she loves being blindfolded and restrained. It was new and exciting for her and she liked feeling like she was being used in a controlled setting. She even told them about last Spring and the gangbang at the beach. They were floored. I could see Jim’s wheels turning as he looked and sized up Brianne.

We continued playing darts and drinking. Soon the guys were helping me think up stuff to do to Brianne if I won (Cooper suggested anal while Tyler thought a facial). After another few games Jim spoke up and eloquently said that if he won the next game he wanted to come back to the house and watch us fuck. At this point Brianne was very lucid and cocky with her dart skills and said that if Jim won the guys could join! She intentionally said to so she could gauge my response and yet still be able to go back later and say she was joking. She caught my eye as the guys were fist bumping and toasting their good fortune for stumbling across my horny wife. I gave her a little smile and shrugged my shoulders to say I was on board with whatever she on her mind.

Brianne ordered a round of shots and laughed to herself as she threw hers back. She definitely had something up her sleeve and within Cooper’s first throw we were all on to her plan. As everyone in the group but Jim was throwing she would sneak up behind them and bump them on the shoulder or shout in their ear so they would mess up. After the second round everyone was pretty much missing on purpose so Jim could win. Soon enough Jim hit his final bulls eye and the game was his. Brianne shrugged her shoulders and laughed at the “defeat.” She innocently suggested we pay our tabs and head back to our cabin so she could fulfill her end of the bet.

I suggested we all take one car since it was hard enough to navigate the back roads we were driving while sober. I said I would drive my car and take the guys back later to pick up theirs. Brianne was now in full on horny, ready for a fun night mode. She offered to sit in the middle of the back seat. Although Jim was the winner he sat up front with me and let Cooper and Tyler sit on either side of Brianne. She was being very flirtatious in the back seat and was making out with both guys. They began rubbing her legs and eventually started playing with her pussy which was in full display since she was not wearing panties after the earlier dart lose. The guys seemed to be both attempting to finger her at the same time and were sort of jockeying for position. I yelled back that I had won road head earlier in the evening and I would allow Tyler and Cooper and take advantage of my dart win. Brianne immediately went for Cooper’s dick. She unzipped his jeans and went right to work on giving him head. Tyler not wanting to miss out took his own cock out and waited his turn before nudging Brianne to make sure he got his too. Brianne obliged and went down on him. I about drive the car off the road watching Brianne go back and forth between the two guys.

We safely got back to the cabin and went inside. Brianne walked in front of the group and eagerly led the way to the kitchen. She went right for the fridge and started pulling out beer for the group. We all eyed each other up awkwardly and tapped our beers. It’s a weird feeling going from a dark car ride of oral to standing in my Uncle’s kitchen. No one really knew what to do or how to start. Even though Brianne and I had already had a great gangbang we were still very new at this. It took stoic Jim to make us all feel at ease and put us in the right perspective. He downed his beer and whipped his dick. He told Brianne that he missed out on the head she was giving on the ride home and did not want to forgo anything. Unfortunately whatever he was saying was lost on Brianne and the group. We were all staring at his member. It was hanging below the fly of his shorts. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen. It had to be 8” limp. I was scared to think what kind of damage it would do hard! Brianne went right to her knees and started blowing him. His dick just got bigger and bigger. Soon his almost 12in dick was rock hard. Brianne seemed to take the whole thing as a challenge and kept milking it and blowing it while the rest of us just watched in awe. Jim was pushing the back of her head on his dick and enjoying Brianne struggling on his cock.

I could see the other guys were getting eager to get some of the same treatment when a brilliant idea came to me. I went for our suitcase and pulled out a special little bag of fun. Brianne looked up and knew what I was planning. I pulled out her buttplug, handcuffs and a blindfold. The guys took a step back as I took control of the situation. First I put her blindfold on her. Then I put the buttplug in her mouth to get it wet before I pulled it out of her mouth and worked it in her ass. After it was securely in her ass I ordered her to stand up and take her skirt and shirt off. She obediently did and instinctively put her hands behind her back so I could cuff her. I put my hand on her head and pushed her around in two circles so the group could get a good view of just how helpless and at our mercy she was. She looked so hot with the toy in her ass, the blindfold on and her hand cuffed behind her. I told her she was to get back on her knees.

The rest of the group started stripping and positioned themselves around my kneeling wife. She had no clue who whose dick she was sucking and had no control of the pace because we were all using her head as a way to control the pace since she was so off balance without her arms. Each guy seemed to have their own technique as to how to fuck her face. Jim preferred to very slowly pull her as far down as she could go and hold her there for a second before releasing her. Cooper on the other hand was going for speed. Just pumping his dick as fast as he could. Tyler seemed to be more enjoying putting his balls in her mouth. She would give him a few deep strokes and he would inevitably pull out and put his sac in her mouth. She became so covered in spit that I was tempted to get a towel and clean her up. I let the boys have their fun with her mouth. I went behind her and played with the plug in her ass. Just moving it almost all the way out before pushing it back in. She was enjoying it though because when I adjusted it I could hear her moan on whoever’s dick she was sucking.

After 15 minutes or so of the mouth fucking I felt ready to change things up. I wanted to keep with this bondage play though and was unsure who we could do it with four guys. Three of whom had no experience with it. So I came up with another plan. I would stick to the bondage aspect of it and they could do whatever else they wanted to do. I left the four of them briefly so I could survey the cabin and see what I could use to restrain Brianne. I came back to the room with a piano bench and some of the nylon rope that was in our little sex bag that we had brought. It looked like while I was gone Jim had been doing most of the work on Brianne. She was now managing to get almost all of Jim’s cock down her throat. I am guessing that no other girl had ever been able to take that much on. When I made my presence known to the group Jim stopped what he was doing and stepped back so I could set Brianne up again. I stepped over my beautiful, spit covered, restrained and blindfolded wife and helped her to her feet. I pulled her buttplug out and forced it in her mouth to clean. I undid her cuffs and led her to the piano bench and positioned her on it in a doggie style position. I tied her arms and legs to the bench with the rope so she was forced to hold that position. She tried to move around a little bit to get a feel for how well she was tied down and soon found out that she was pretty much stuck that way with her ass up in the air and if she lowered her shoulders down the bench all she would really be doing would be positioning her ass higher. Since we had played with bondage before she knew that I was good with a crop and could slap the shit out of her inner pussy and ass if given such a big target so she pretty much stayed the way I wanted with her back straight and head up. I walked around her again and met the other guys stares. They did not know exactly what my plan was yet because now they had her exposed pussy, ass and mouth to play with. I decided to take this time to enjoy the taste of my wife’s pussy before the guys had at it. I took her buttplug out of her mouth and motioned to Cooper to her front while I positioned myself behind her. He went right back to quickly thrusting his dick in her mouth, moaning loudly while he held her head. I got to my knees behind her and started devouring her cunt. I buried my face on her and licked every centimeter of her pussy and asshole. She too was now moaning as I pleased her. Soon Tyler tapped Cooper on the shoulder so he could get a turn. I continued trying to bury my tongue as far up my wife’s box as I could. I wanted to enjoy every second of this. She was so wet even before I started going down on her. It was that perfect mixture of pussy juice and sweat. I was in heaven.

After I was content with the amount of oral I had given Brianne I wanted to make sure I followed up her time of pleasure with some pain. I motioned Jim to step up and get his cock in her mouth. I went to our fun bag and pulled out the riding crop. I told Brianne and Jim that I expected her to keep his dick in her mouth no matter what. She was to count from 1 to 15 out loud while keeping his member in her mouth. I then started striking her with the crop. As I have learned it’s not how hard you hit, it’s where and in what psyche Brianne is in that really dictates her enjoyment. I started on the back of her left foot which I know drives her nuts. She yelped a soft “1” while still choking on Jim. I then went to the right foot. Again I got a soft “2.” I started to work my way up her calves to the back of her knees to her ass. I would take different amounts of time between each strike and would hit at a different amount of force. She soon was twitching in anticipation between each strike. Eagerly waiting for the blow that she knew was coming. I felt so powerful seeing her tense up while drooling all over Jim’s prick waiting for me to punish her. In the end she was able to take all 15 whacks and choke out a response to everyone. My girl had done very well.

After the last blow I motioned Jim to step back. As soon as he pulled out of her mouth she started stretching her jaw. She must have been soar having held her mouth open so wide for so long. Jim noticed it too and seemed very proud of himself for causing such discomfort for her jaw with the sheer girth of his cock. I’d have been proud too I guess. I untied Brianne and let her stand up. I asked her if she was still ok and she nodded saying she had to pee. I have a rule whenever I play rough with Brianne. If she needs to pee she may but she has to do it with my cock in her mouth and I have to wipe her pussy clean after. I told the boys to take a five minute break so I could have some alone time with my bride. I took her hand and walked her (since she still had the blindfold on) to the bathroom. She knew immediately what the rules were and reached right for my cock. I took this alone time to make sure she was still having fun. It’s only fun if it’s fun for both partners and as much as I wanted to step this party up a notch I wanted to make sure she was on board too. She frantically nodded that she was having fun. I asked her if the fact that Jim was hung like a race horse was making her experience even more enjoyable and she again nodded enthusiastically. That was enough for me. I was ready to see what these young guys could do to her pussy and ass.

I led Brianne back to the living room where the guys were sitting and drinking beers. I informed them that Brianne was having a great time but she was disappointed that the guys had been such little wussy boys with her. That she had thought a couple college boys would be more aggressive and really make her pay for having lost that dart match. Brianne obviously had said none of this while I was getting head while she peed but oh well.

I saw the eagerness in the guys eyes and before they could get up and begin their assault on Brianne I put her cuffs back on her. She stood in the middle of the room still blindfolded and once again restrained. I put her back on her knees while facing the couch. This gave whoever was behind her access to her pussy while whoever was sitting on the couch facing her access to her mouth. Tyler jumped in first behind her and slowly entered her while she lay right in Cooper’s lap. She was not so much blowing him and just running her mouth and tongue over his entire package. She could not really blow him on her own so it was up to Cooper to either hold her head in his lap to get head or allow her to do what she was doing now which was just lick his cock, balls and taint. She looked helpless being fucked from behind while only being able to lick Cooper. Tyler was taking his time and giving her long deliberate stokes. He licked his thumb and began teasing her asshole with his thumb wile fucking her. She loves having her ass teased so this was really getting her excited. Jim started to feel left out so he sort of pushed Tyler out of the way so he could get some pussy too. Brianne Knew what was coming before he even entered. She tensed up and tried to look over her shoulder even though she was blindfolded. Jim went in nice and slow and within a few strokes was all the way in, stretching Brianne to the max. She could barely focus on anything else and probably had no clue that Cooper had pushed her up enough so Tyler could switch spots with him on the hot seat. Tyler grabbed her head and started forcing it down her throat. She was moaning and gagging while getting face fucked and stretched from behind. I just sat back and watched the show. For any man who claims he could never imagine his wife with another man has no idea what he is missing. Seeing Brianne being fucked like that got me so turned on. I told Jim to move over and let me have at it. He switched places with Tyler and the two guys left out sat on the other couch catching their breath and drinking their beers. I easily got my dick in Brianne’s well fucked pussy. She was so wet and loose at this point from the vaginal beating she had taken. Jim was guiding her head up and down his shaft. Soon though she was too tired to continue that and went back to just running her tongue and mouth over any place presented to her. Jim realizing that she needed a deep throating break scooted down on the sofa and lifted his balls, taint and ass in the air. Brianne went right for it and ate his ass with pure gusto. I was fucking her from behind watching over her shoulder in awe as she ate out Jim’s ass hole. She rarely does that for me and now she was doing it to a guy who a few hours ago was a total stranger. That got me even harder and somehow determined to push Brianne.

I pulled out and let Cooper have his first crack at her pussy. Brianne was now blowing Tyler while Jim and I were recharging on the couch. Cooper went and got the buttplug while I had been fucking her and now was teasing her with it while fucking her. Soon enough she had her mouth, pussy and ass all occupied. She took it like the champ I knew she was. She had learned to balance herself back on Cooper while letting Tyler sit up and hold her head on his member. After I felt like Cooper had a fair shake at her cunt I was ready to change it up a bit.

I left and got a large oversized footstool from the basement and brought it upstairs. During the 30 seconds I had left them alone Jim had taken it upon himself to get Brianne back on her knees and force his cock back in her pussy while the other two watched. Brianne having not being able to see anything just went with it even though I was not even in the room. He looked up at me to see if I was mad at his decision to go ahead and keep fucking her. Of course I supported any decision that ended with Brianne being stuffed with his black cock. It took me a moment to realize it but Jim had also apparently taken the buttplug out of her ass and put it in her mouth. She was sucking it like a pacifier while he plowed her from behind.

I put the stool in the middle of the room and picked Brianne off her knees. I undid her cuffs and walked her to the stool. I laid her on her back on the stool with her head flopping off the one end and her ass at the other end. I got the rope and tied her hands over the base so her elbows were sort of stuck in the air and I tied her legs up over the same base as her hands. To achieve this I tied the rope behind her knees and pulled the roped tight enough so her pussy and asshole were up in the air at one end and her head was lying upside down on the other end. It was a beautiful sight. She again looked perfectly helpless with her privates exposed and her mouth in perfect position for some upside down oral.

I took the buttplug out of Brianne’s mouth and inserted it into her ass again. She barely tightened up after having it been in and out of her ass so many times in the past hour. I crouched down which put me at the perfect height to fuck her. I slammed my dick in her pussy and could feel the buttplug on my cock while inside her. I knew she was being stretched wide open. I motioned Cooper to come over and occupy her mouth. With her head over the end of the bench she was at a perfect height while the guy was on his knees. Cooper immediately got into place and soon Brianne was having all her holes used. I did not stay in my spot long as I pushed Cooper out of her mouth so I could jump in and motioned Tyler to fill her pussy. After only a minute or so I again moved aside. Keeping the circle going I had Tyler in her mouth and Jim in her cunt. I tried to keep this pace going for a few minutes with the guys going from pussy to mouth to rest to back to her pussy. Always keeping Brianne filled.
After three rounds of this I was ready to stretch her ass. I had the guys step back and I pulled the buttplug out of her ass with my mouth and came around her to feed it to her mouth. With her mouth ready and open she took the toy back in her mouth to clean while I positioned myself at the base of her ass. In this position her ass was so nice and exposed. I ran my cock across her pussy lips as she moaned on the toy. With my cock nice and lubed up from her juices I slowly eased it in her ass. She thrust her hips up as I met her while trying to keep the plug in her mouth. Soon enough I was gliding in and out of her ass with ease. After a few minutes I pulled out and moved back to her mouth, setting the buttplug to the side. I motioned Cooper back and he entered her ass while Brianne blew me and sucked my balls. I could hear her breathing getting shallower and knew she was close to cumming. I stopped face fucking her and sat back on the couch. I let Cooper take my spot and Tyler moved to her ass. I was hoping she could hold off a little longer. After a few minutes Jim stood up and motioned for Tyler to move to her mouth. This is the way I was hoping Brainne would cum. Tyler was going easy on her, just letting her lay her head back and lick his balls, while she was working herself close to orgasm. Jim was just feeding his huge cock in and out of her ass. Not too hard and not too fast. He was rubbing her clit as he did this and she was loving it. Brianne started thrashing on her restraints and holding her breath. She was clearly letting herself go. Finally she let out a gasp of air and all the fight was out of her. She was just putty being fucked.

I knew the other guys were close so I stepped in and untied Brianne. I took my time so she could catch her breath and stretch out any tight spots she had from being tied for so long. After I felt like she was temporarily recovered I got her back on her knees and bound her arms behind her. I announced that I needed to get something and I would be back. After the last time I was excited to see what the guys would do with my bound wife while I was gone. I slowly left the room and went upstairs to the upstairs bedroom. It took me a few minutes but soon enough I found what I was looking for.

When I reentered the living room I found Brianne getting her mouth filled by Cooper with the other two guys very eagerly waiting their turn. When I walked in Cooper continued thrusting his cock down her throat. I stepped in and Cooper backed up. I propped Brianne up on the couch with her face buried into the couch and her ass up in the air with her hands still bound. I produced a Sharpe that I found upstairs. I handed it to Tyler and told him to sign his name on my wife’s body so proving that he conquered her. He eagerly did and signed his name on her lower back. He handed it off to Cooper who did the same. Jim took the Sharpe and wrote real big on her middle back “I own this ass.” Brianne did not know what he wrote but merely shook from the tickling of the writing. After they were done branding my wife I put her back on her knees and asked the guys to decorate her face. They all took turns pumping their cocks in her mouth before pulling out and busting a load all over her face. Since she is so well trained she kept her mouth open and made no effort to duck or dodge their sticky reward. After Jim dropped his load on her face and in her mouth she closed her mouth and swallowed the mixture of the three guys cum and waited breathlessly for my command. I asked her if she felt that she had repaid her debt from the match and she nodded. I stood her up and took off her blindfold. After her eyes adjusted to the light that had been denied to her for so long she smiled and went for a towel. The guys all sat spent on the couch and finished their beers.

I let the guys rest for a bit before offering to drive them back to their car. Brianne was eager to shower and go to sleep. When I returned back from dropping them off I got back to the house and found my wife naked, showered and lying in bed. I snuggled up behind her and went to spoon her from behind. I had forgotten about the guys signing her ass and at the sight of Jim’s message I rolled Brianne up on her knees and went to work at taking back the ass that Jim had taken…

My wife, Sue, is still an extremely sexy woman at forty-four. She’s actually slimmer now then when I married her in 1973. Sue goes to the gym four days a week but only does so to keep toned. Fortunately, she’s able to eat whatever she wants and not gain a pound. Several of the male instructors at the gym have been trying to get into her panties but only one has had any luck. If only they knew what a slut she was, the other two wouldn’t take no for an answer. Three of our neighbors, Shane, Roger and Gordon are fucking her regularly, sometimes when I’m watching and sometimes when I’m at work. Sue also coaches the senior women’s basketball team at our local club and on the odd occasion coaches the senior men.

When I say senior I don’t mean old age! The senior teams are over eighteen and usually under fifty. Rarely are men or women over fifty able to maintain enough fitness to play competition basketball. Most of the guys in the men’s senior team are between eighteen and thirty-five. One guy, Ray, is forty-six and very, very fit. Unfortunately the women’s team was eliminated in the semi finals. Sue was seconded to help Shane, our neighbor, coach the men’s team.

They had three away games before the finals in San Diego. Sue traveled in the bus with the team and was responsible for their fitness while Shane worked on their ball skills. I managed to get time off work so I could go with the team but because of lack of seats couldn’t travel in the bus. I was a little apprehensive about letting Sue travel alone with fifteen guys. I wasn’t worried about them fucking her but I wanted to watch the action if it happened.
As we’re not a professional team, Sue and I had to share a motel room with Shane and Andrew, the team captain. Sue is an exhibitionist so both Shane and Andrew saw her naked in the shower. After the game, which they won, we returned to our room to celebrate. Sixteen guys, including me and one woman don’t fit easily into one room.

Sue, slightly drunk, sat on different guys’ laps and I could see most of them were feeling her ass or tits. Shane brazenly slid his hand under her skirt and down her panties. I could see by the expression on Sue’s face that he’d found her love button. Sue opened her legs wider to allow Shane easier access to her cunt. The whole team shifted to one side of the room so they could see their coach finger-fucking my wife. Sue was brought to a noisy orgasm in front of the entire team. Her skirt had ridden up and her silk covered cunt was in plain view. My wife was in a semi-daze after her explosive and public orgasm. Shane lifted her up and sat her on our point guard, Simon’s lap. Simon slid his hand into my wife’s panties as she nuzzled his neck.
Shane told the team that if the team won it’s next game and made it to the final, Sue would let the whole team gang-bang her on the way home in the bus. The team roared their approval and thanked me for being so generous with my wife. Generous!! I didn’t know anything about it!

Shane said they’d discuss it further on the way home tomorrow and to get a good nights sleep. As they filed out of the room every one of them stopped to take a peek at my wife’s cunt or tits. Shane had removed her panties and opened her blouse. Even while she lay there semi-conscious, I could see her nipples had stiffened and her cunt oozed juice. Shane explained to me that it was Sue’s suggestion to reward the team if they made it to the final. I told him I had no problem with the idea but that I must be on the bus to watch.

We shook hands on the deal as we finished stripping my wife and placed her on one of the beds. I could see Andrew had a hard-on and indicated to him he should fuck my wife. While Andrew both assfucked and cuntfucked my now wide-awake wife, Shane and I drank the mini-bar dry of beer.

Both Shane and I fucked Sue after Andrew had finished and we all went to bed. During the night, I heard Shane or Andrew or both, fuck my wife repeatedly. The next morning Sue was sore and still tired but very satisfied. Over breakfast, Sue, Shane and I agreed there would be no fucking until after they won the game. No win, no fucking. As I’d brought my car there was no way I could squeeze onto the bus. I kissed my wife and told her I’d be just behind the bus on the long drive back to San Louis Obispo. The bus was barely out of the motel carpark before Sue appeared naked at the back window. I could see hands all over her tits and ass. I grabbed my cell phone and angrily dialed Shane’s number. He answered and explained that Sue had only agreed to no fucking. There had been no restriction put on groping, blowjobs, spanking or kissing.

I reluctantly agreed and told him to make sure Sue was okay with whatever the guys wanted to do. The whole four hour trip I had a raging hard-on. Every now and then Sue would appear at the back window with different team members fondling her or sucking her tits. Simon stood on the rear seat so I could watch my wife give him a blowjob. Sue mooned countless truckers and I was surprised that someone hadn’t called the highway patrol. We finally arrived back at the club just after six pm. Sue and Shane were last off the bus and Sue was still naked. Even in the failing light I could see the cum running down her inner thighs. I angrily demanded what was going on and Sue explained the no fucking only applied to the players. She said Shane had fucked her in front of the team so that they’d be keener to win next week. There was nothing I could say because she was right. There wasn’t any restriction on Shane fucking her and I was sure he’d be over to fuck her again before next week’s game.

Sue wore her shortest mini skirt and an almost see-through blouse to the game. At my request she wore no bra and bright red thong panties. Her prominent nipples were obvious under her blouse and her skirt barely covered her asscheeks. Our team was down by twelve points at the end of the third quarter. During the team huddle Sue slipped off her thong panties and passed them to Shane. As each team member held and sniffed her cunt juice soaked panties, Shane told them if they didn’t win, they didn’t fuck Sue. Luckily for all of us, especially me, they won by six points. Simon had made a three pointer with two minutes to go that seemed to break the other team’s spirit. Shane locked the dressing room door after the game and thanked every team member for their effort. I stood and watched as Sue, stark naked, walked around the room kissing and hugging each of them in turn. The whole team voted to head straight back home and not overnight at the motel. I’m sure the sight of my wife’s naked and willing body was responsible for that decision!

I made myself comfortable in the bus just behind the driver, Al. A large blanket was laid on the floor with a couple of pillows. For the next four hours I watched the whole team repeatedly fuck my gorgeous slut-wife. Several times she had one guy in her ass, one guy in her cunt and still managed to suck another guy.

During a brief respite I looked at my wife lying on the cum stained blanket. Sue had cum oozing from her ass and cunt and pooling between her legs on the blanket. Her back was covered in dried cum and her hair was as sickly cum spattered mess. I rolled her onto her back and saw that her beautiful tits were covered in hickeys.

The whole team seemed to get their second wind at the same time and they started to fuck my wife’s ass and cunt again. Sue opened her legs and asscheeks and accepted man after man into her body. She seemed to be in a sexual haze and couldn’t get enough cock. After every one in the team had fucked her again, Shane gave her ass a terrible fucking. He seemed to last forever before finally shooting his cum deep into her ass. After he finished fucking my wife, he laid her over his lap and spanked her ass hard. Shane told the team that all sluts loved to be spanked and Sue was the biggest slut he’d ever known. I was so proud that she was my wife. Every time Shane slapped her ass cum seemed to spurt from her cunt. The whole team stood around and laughed at the spectacle. I must admit it did look funny.

Simon noticed that we were only about ninety minutes from home and that they still weren’t satisfied. Shane asked Al, the driver, to pull into a rest area beside the highway. Sue was allowed off the bus to take a pee and lose some of the cum from her ass and cunt. Most of the team watched my darling wife pee and shake the cum from her body. After she got back in the bus, Al, who is sixty-five, fucked her ass. It was surprising how long Al lasted before he too shot his cum into my wife. All but two of the team fucked my wife again before Al restarted our journey home. Sue was kept busy sucking and licking all the cocks clean. I thought we were going to have an accident when Sue started sucking Al’s cock. We finally arrived back at the club and as the team filed off the bus they each groped Sue’s cunt or slapped her asscheeks.

Shane promised the team Sue would spend the whole weekend with them if they won the final next week. I don’t know whether Sue had agreed to that but I’m sure I could convince her! Al asked if he could take Sue by the bus depot and show the other drivers. I told him no but maybe next week. Sue was lying across two seats, a cum covered mess. Shane and I wrapped a team robe around her and we carried her to my car. When we laid her across my back seat cum was dribbling from her cunt and joining the mess between her asscheeks. Shane said he’d call in tomorrow night and would probably have the games MVP with him. Sue had promised the MVP something special. I have no idea what it is but I’ll sure be there to watch. I helped Sue walk from the car into our house and then carried her upstairs to our bed. I fucked her cunt while she lay there semi-conscious. I deliberately held back my cum because I wanted it to join the cum in her ass. Because her ass was so well used and lubricated it took me a long time to cum. After almost twenty minutes of thrusting savagely into her, my cum mixed with the mess in her ass. Next week should be dynamite!

There stood, in front of the three boys’ eyes, the most beautiful young girl any of them had ever seen. How she got on their own doorstep was beyond their luck. It was pouring rain outside and you could see other people quickly gathering their stuff off the beach and running for their cars. Naturally, being the only shelter within blocks, some people sometimes came here. It was a small gift shop with an attached house upstairs and it served one of the least popular beaches in the area. The three boys, all college students, were on spring break. Jack, whose father owned the shop, took his two friends Adam and Logan here for the vacation. His father had stuck the three of them in charge for the evening with the benefit of earning a little cash.

The rain was still coming down hard, but the three boys couldn’t help but stare for a while before saying a word to the girl. And for good reason! She was stunning. Her perfect figure lit up the storm. She was about 5’ 10’ and had a petite and fit young body. Probably 21 years old. Her wavy long brunette hair was dampened from the rain and clung to her perfectly sculpted breasts. Of course, she was wearing a skimpy blue bikini that showed more of her perfectly rounded ass than the boys could handle. Her face was nothing less than cute and she had pretty bright blue eyes. Her skin was beaded with oil and rain water. She was the sexiest thing they had ever seen.

“Sorry” she spoke first. “Can I come in to use the phone? I was out for a walk and I’ve gone a little too far to turn back around, especially in this rain.”

The answer for this was obvious, but it was Jack who blurted out the first yes. She seemed hesitant as she glanced around and realized that there were no adults around. Just a couple of horny looking college aged boys. Logan realized what she might be thinking and quickly grabbed one of the gift shop towels. He handed it to her with a warm gesture and welcomed her in. She stepped inside and took the towel with a smile. It was then that the boys thanked God for sending cold rain. They watched her breasts intently as her two small nipples began to form little mounds on the thin tight fabric of her bikini top. She was cold and nature had its own way of showing it. She took the towel and began to wipe herself dry, caressing every inch of her skin. Then she began adjusting her bikini right in front of the boys as if they weren’t even there. They were sure she added an extra snap on her bottom piece. She looked up blushing, realizing she had a crowd watching her. To the boys’ dismay, she wrapped the towel around herself.

“O yes”, “The phone”, said Jack, snapping back to reality, “Follow me, it’s in the back.” It didn’t take long for her to call the number several times before she hung up and looked disgruntled. “My damn uncle is supposed to be home. He said he would pick me up if I needed him today. I’m staying there for spring break and I don’t know anyone else around here.” She looked outside at the rain and said, “I’m not walking back in this. It’s like four miles. I’ll have to call a cab.”

“You don’t have to. You can just wait out the rain here, you know, and try calling your uncle later.” Adam replied hopefully. She looked like she was going to deny the offer at first until Jack handed her a small souvenir t-shirt off one of the racks. She smiled again, “Well, I suppose I can, but just until the rain stops. Anyways…. my name is Nicky. Who are all of you?” The four of them began introducing themselves while they settled down in the shops’ front area. The rain went on and on as they began to pass around some beers. The more they drank, the more personal the questions got. After Logan had his eighth beer, he bluntly asked whether or not Nicky regularly had sex with a hot body like hers. Jack, who was watching his alcohol, punched Logan in the arm and apologized to Nicky for him. Nicky, who only had one beer so far, replied, “It’s ok, it’s really an easy question. I don’t get around that much. My father keeps a tight rope on me. Never even had a boyfriend.” Logan looked up stupidly. “So how many times have you……...”PUNCH! Adam hit Logan this time…. Nicky blushed and said, “Never.” … She blushed even more. She didn’t know why she had said it, but it was true, she was still a virgin. Her father really did keep a tight leash on her. It had taken all she had to get him to let her come to her uncles’ house for spring break. … But what was she thinking, telling three horny young men that she was a virgin? It was all the attention she was getting. She had never been in such a vulnerable situation before. She couldn’t believe how much they were staring at her body. She liked it.

An awkward silence passed as the boys let this new fact hit them hard. Not only was this the hottest girl they had ever layed their eyes on, but she was a virgin, a smoking hot virgin who was wearing nothing more than a t-shirt and a bikini with a towel wrapped around her waist.
After a few more conversations and beers they moved into the living room of the house upstairs. It was still raining like crazy. Jack sat next to Nicky on a couch that faced another couch with Adam and Logan on it. Somehow Nicky had lost her towel in this movement and was beginning to play mind games with the boys across the room. She would spread her legs wide open showing all parts of her sexy sleek legs. Then she would lean back to stretch and let her small shirt expose her petite slender midriff. She would constantly adjust the top of her bikini from under her tight t-shirt to make sure her breasts were presenting perfectly for them. She was delightfully enjoying the looks of lust and couldn’t believe she had never done this before. It was a whole knew feeling and she loved it. Logan obviously loved it too because it was him who suggested that they play strip poker. Jack rolled his eyes at first, but he just about dropped his jaw when Nicky agreed. And so Adam got some cards and they began to play.

As it turned out, Nicky was good at playing cards. She had only lost her shirt so far and two boys were down to their boxers and t-shirts. Logan only had his boxers left. It was at this point in the game where things started to change. Nicky’s full bikini-clad body was now in full view again and all three boys were struggling with raging hard-ons, something not easily hidden under boxers. Logan, being drunk, stood up to grab another beer. Nicky blushed as she saw his rod straining against his boxers. Had she gone too far? She had never seen this before. What could she do? She was very curious about this new eye candy and couldn’t help but take a couple glances. She felt a surge when she looked Adams way and noticed he had a bulge in his boxers as well. She had never been in a situation like this before.

While all of this was going on in a matter of seconds, it was Jack who had the biggest problem. You see, Jack wasn’t your ordinary male. He had been told that he was hung like a horse and that may be an understatement. Jack’s cock was huge. Thirteen inches huge. It was no laughing matter and he was well known for it, but in situations like this it was especially hard to hide. It, as it normally does, travelled up the left side of his boxer leg and was beginning to pop out from underneath. He needed to start controlling himself. Nicky was completely unaware of this as she turned to look at Jack because it was his turn…. Jack was turned on completely as Nicky moved her sexy body towards him to acknowledge his turn. It had no sexual intentions, but just the soul fact of her perfect body getting closer to his and staring him in the eyes caused his cock to spring out with lust. He felt his cock head travel all the way through his left boxer leg and become exposed along with several inches of his thick shaft. The head of his throbbing cock was now in full view of Nicky only inches away at his left side.

Jack looked down at his cock and Nicky’s eyes followed. She gasped….. “HOLY SHIT!!”, “Is that…. but….. it’s soo……what….” Nicky half screamed and jumped back a little. She had never, ever, seen a cock so big. In fact, she had never even seen a hard-on in real life before. Nicky was racking her memory of what her girlfriends had said about cocks. They had always said six or eight inches max. Never this. It can’t be real. This must be a sick joke. She stuck with this. What else could it be? Surely not real?... “Nice try… Very … funny”, she said looking Jack in the face. She couldn’t look down again. Her nerves were driving her crazy. Was she horny? She was defiantly curious. Yes, part of her defiantly wanted to look again.

Jack half blushed. Obviously the time to be courteous went out the window. He replied, “No joke… hehe…It’s as real as it gets” Why not he thought? Things were happening faster now and this was the topic of discussion. “I’ll prove it!” Jack stood up and dropped his boxers.
Nicky’s gaze immediately dropped and became transfixed on the monster cock that was swaying ominously back and forth. Thirteen inches of thick pulsating shaft led to a huge bulging mushroom head that looked as though it might burst. She could hardly see the outline of his balls behind the massive cock. So much cock. She stared with her jaw wide open. “Wow….. Jack, that’s….. hehe…. wow!” Her face was beat red.

Jack stood there looking at her perfect body that was so ready to fuck. He wanted to start fucking her so bad, but it was Nicky who would lead this encounter. She was hooked on this cock. Never had she been so close, so turned on. She was losing control.
She dropped to her knees and asked, almost pleadingly, “Can I touch it?”
“Only if you let me and my friends do whatever we want with you tonight.”, said Jack, thinking on his toes.
Ofcourse she would agree. Her sexual desires overtook her. She didn’t want to be a virgin anymore. She wanted this cock so bad she would have paid for it.

Large hands opened the box and lifted Lara out. Lara looked up and saw a tall, huge, handsome white man who was wearing a shirt that showed of his biceps and a pair of jeans. There was a huge bulge there. "I'll give you ten thousand pounds for this little slut" he was saying. Two minutes later, the men were gone and he spoke to her for the first time. "Hello, what's your name?". "My name is Lara" replied Lara. "OK Lara, for now on, you are my slave. You always call me 'master'.

You do not make eye contact. You wear what I tell you to wear. Understan?". "Yes Master" replied Lara, bowing her head making sure not to make eye contact. "Good. Now, lets get you your new clothes". He led Lara to a huge bedroom which had a plasma screen TV and across the room there was a king sized poster bed.

The walls were covered with several large mirrors and there was a huge bay window and in the distance Lara could see the lights of london. 'Master' walked over to the wardrobre and pushed the sliding door. Beyond the door was a huge bathroom with a toilet, a sink, a bath big enough to bath an elephant, a shower large enough to squeeze two tigers in and a jaccuzi as big as the bath.

Lara turned around to see that master had taken off all his clothes, with his cock 10" and as thick as a denny sausage, with traces of pre-cun on the pit. This sight gave Lara a strange feeling.

"Now I know what people mean when they get horny" she thought. "Lara, take of all your clothes" commanded master. Lara was so horny that she didn't feel the least repulse that she was stripping in the veiw of a complete stranger. She felt her pussy getting wetter and hotter by the second. After stripping, master walked over to the jacuzzi and turned in on.

In a minute, it was ready. "hop in"said master. Lara never felt the relaxation a jacuzzi provides so when she hopped in, she felt as though she was in heaven. Master slipped in next to her. Before she knew what was happening, Lara felt somthing rubbing her erected breasts and a sensation in her pussy.

She turned around and saw her master rubbing her tits and at the same time he was fingering her pussy. With the bubbles of the jacuzzi and thet pleasures on her unprotected sex, Lara never felt more at peace in her life. . . . , nor did she ever fell so horny! after a minute, she came for the first, but deventaly not the last, time in her sex filled life.

After an hour, when she though she was going to exploded with her hornyness, the two got out and dryed themself. She was told that it was time for bed and that tommarow he will give her new clothes. Her master invited her into the bed.

I had been out clubbing these last few weeks, trying to screw my name into the record books after the break-up of my marriage. I had been lucky on this last occasion and had met twin sisters. They were both extremely beautiful, 5'4" tall and exuded an air of permanent sexuality. Claire was the youngest by about six minutes, she was a real tearaway and, seemingly up for anything. Rachel however, although extremely pleasant, was much more demure, the professional type with her head securely on her shoulders.

I am a professional sound recording engineer with liberal opportunity to use the sound studios free of charge. My hobby however is hypnotism and for months now I'd been cooking up a very interesting idea that I really wanted to try out. Hypnotism, through 'Subliminal Message Transference'. The whole idea was that I could suggest things to a person deeply enough that they would obey my instructions implicitly, all at the use of a trigger word that I'd implant into their subconscious mind.

The twins seemed to be the perfect opportunity for me to try out my little 'experiment'. During some free time at the studio I began to hatch my little plot. Firstly I recorded my voice in a smooth baritone, gently laying the instruction that whomsoever was listening to the music on this tape would love it so much that the subject, would need to have a copy of their own. I continued to lie this deeply into their minds, changing the way that they were told but always imprinting the same message. Next I lay some very catchy trance music over the top of my voice so that only the music could be heard by the conscious mind. The message however would, I hoped bury itself deeply into their subconscious. I repeated the process using the same music but this time, the subliminal messaging was far more explicit. It instructed the listener to obey my voice whenever I used a trigger word. I made several copies of each and returned home, ready to try out my plan of action.

I'd already invited the twins over that evening for a home cooked meal and drinks. They knew that I'd been mixing some music tapes and I'd told them that I'd appreciate their input and critique. They arrived promptly at eight and I played the first tape immediately as background music, knowing that the longer they listened, the more likely it would be that the subliminal messaging would take effect.

After dinner, I poured us all some drinks and played the tape again but louder, asking them both to listen carefully and make any comments afterwards.

The first tape worked wonderfully and both girls asked me if they could have copies to take with them. I agreed readily, handing them both the second tapes with the order to obey me subliminally working on them.

They left about midnight, promising to return for another evening of drinks and cards the following week. I knew that they'd be listening to the tapes throughout the week that followed and hoped intently that my trigger would work the next time that we all met.

The next weekend.

True to their word, the girls returned the following Saturday evening and we chatted inanely about all and nothing. The trigger word that I'd implanted was 'Poker' and sure enough, as soon as I suggested we play it, they both seemed to get a far away look in their eyes. They seemed to return to normal, yet each was eager to agree that we played. I wasn't sure if the trigger had worked so, I suggested that we make the game interesting and play strip poker rather than the ordinary type. Once again at the mention of the word poker, they both seemed to glaze over a bit and, once again they agreed readily. Still unsure of myself, I decided to try a little auto suggestion to see if they would obey my instructions. I made a vague comment about it being very warm in the flat and wouldn't they feel more comfortable if they stripped to their underwear?

Much to my glee and excitement, both girls stood up and stripped of their outer layer of clothing. I was certain now that my trigger had worked and decided to have a little fun.

We began by playing strip poker, as agreed, but no matter what cards I held, the girls always believed that I had won. Slowly but surely, I watched as they peeled off item after item of clothing until both were naked as the day they were born. Having reached this point in the game, I suggested that we continue to play but that if the girls lost again, they would have to accept a forfeit of my choice. Without hesitation, both girls agreed and giggled at the thought of what they might be gambling away. I decided to lose a few hands, just to make myself more comfortable and soon I was sitting in just a t-shirt and my boxer shorts.

Claire, being the most receptive and open minded of the two in everyday life, was the girl I chose to lose first. She looked over at me questioningly and said, "So, what's it to be then?" My mind was agog with possibilities but, at this early stage, I decided not to push things along too quickly.

"Put my tape on, would you? Then you can do an erotic dance for us both to enjoy. Your first forfeit will last for five minutes." I said to her, sounding more confident than I felt. Immediately and without argument, Clair started playing the tape and the rhythmic dance beat of my compilation filled the air. As if she were a professional lap dancer, her lithe body began its sensual movements as she swayed and rocked her limbs in front of us. Graceful and yet erotic moves burgeoned from her torso, as she began to bump and grind her body. Her hands started to caress her skin, starting at her neck and moving slowly down over her pert breasts. Her nipples reacted suddenly, rapidly becoming erect and tensile. She continued her caress, lowering her hands until they were tickling her inner thighs. She bent in front of me as she did so, her pussy only inches from my face. I could see her lips beginning to glisten as her fingers brushed over them. A faint whiff of her juices reached my nose, tempting my olfactory senses teasingly. Without a word, she knelt right in front of me, bending backwards and arching her back, exposing her delicious mons to me. Her fingers eased her lips apart and… she stopped. "That's my five minutes. Let's play another hand." Throbbing deliciously, my member strained against the material of my boxers as we sat to play the next hand. I decided to turn my attention to Rachel this time and, sure enough, she lost the next round. "I suppose that means that it's my turn to forfeit." She commented coolly. "You'll have to give me a chance to top my sister's performance though." She said brazenly, as she stared right into my eyes.

"Okay Rachel, then your performance will be to masturbate for us. Right here on the lounge floor and again, for a full five minutes. The challenge though, will be to see if you can make yourself orgasm within that time."

Rachel didn't even bat an eyelid, as she lay herself on the floor in front of us. She began by caressing her entire body, sending frissons and shivers down her spine. They in turn made her jump in little jerks as she reached down to start working her pussy for us. Her digits worked expertly on her ever moistening mons. Gently at first, waking the sleeping monster that lay within. Gradually she began to insert her fingers, one at a time, pumping in time to the music. Quicker and more energetically as she progressed, until she was thumping four fingers in and out of herself, ferociously beckoning her orgasm to come. Just as her time was nearly up, she bucked violently, moaning and grunting with passion. Release came in the form of a scream as her pussy juices flowed freely over her hand. She gasped and drew in breath as if she were drowning. Gradually allowing herself to return to her calm and peaceful self. "How did I do?" was all she said, as she grinned up at me happily.

"Very well, my sweet." Was my reply. I turned to the two girls and said, "How about one more hand, but this time winner takes all. Whoever has the highest hand gets the other two as their sex slaves for the night?" I needn't have worried as the affirmative response I got was both immediate and sincere. We played the hand out and, of course I beat them both. "Well then girls, I think we should start with the two of you putting on a little show for Me." Moving the furniture from the middle of the room, I continued, "I would like you both to make love to each other while I watch. Be sure to make each other cum and once you have, we'll take it from there."

No sooner had I uttered my last word but that Rachel leaned forward and planted a long, deep French kiss onto her twin sister Claire's inviting mouth. Claire responded passionately and grabbing Rachel by the hand, she led her to the middle of the room, laying her gently onto the shag pile carpet. Pressing her boobs into Rachel's flesh she proceeded to massage her body in that way whilst, all the while kissing and licking other areas that were afforded her. Rachel responded by manoeuvring her face between her sibling's thighs. She nipped, bit, licked and nibbled until her mouth found Claire's moist honey pot.

The instant that her nose plunged into this treasure trove, she redoubled her efforts as her tongue went into overdrive. Claire was caught by the ferocity of this attention and, in no time at all she was bucking like a bronco on her twin's face. She exploded as her orgasms fired through her body. Six, eight, twelve times her cunt exploded with sheer ecstasy. As she began to recover, she started her own onslaught on her sister's mound. No more delicate teasing, there was a score to be settled.

I watched in awe as Claire found each and every hot spot in Rachel's vagina. She pulled, she tongued, and she fingered her twin for all she was worth until, as she nipped on the throbbing clit that was there in her mouth, Rachel finally succumbed. Their goal achieved, the girls stopped their performance and hugged each other closely. As if one they both looked up into my eyes, simultaneously cracking a sexy, cheeky grin. Together they purred up at me. "Did you like the show?"
My first experiment with the twins, Rachel and Claire, had been an out and out success. In fact, I was agog at how receptive they had been, once I had used the subliminal trigger word on them. Although outwardly, they were seemingly normal in every way and what's more, that they seemed completely in control of their own will and faculties; they were in fact, completely submissive to any suggestion that they heard me utter.

I had been careful to implant the command, instructing them to respond only to commands that were spoken in my voice. They were to be my personal playthings and not submissive to any old 'Tom, Dick or Harry'.

The outstanding success of my initial trial, in the privacy of my own home, had emboldened me considerably. The perverse nature of my personality was now, well and truly pricked.

The next stage, I decided, would be much more exciting for me; though my humble pair of servant girls might have found it considerably more humiliating. That is to say, they might, had they been conscious of the acts they would perform at my command!

The really clever thing, I thought, about the way that I had induced the twins to be receptive to my trigger word, was that I had first made them crave listening to the tape recording, that contained my subliminal instructions. This meant that the longer I waited between meeting them, the stronger the imprint was, on their subconscious minds. The stronger the imprint of course, the more willing that they would become upon hearing me use the trigger word on them.

We arranged to meet in the West End of London. I had told them that I wanted to treat them and, that I would be buying them some clothes to wear. I also told them that this would be for a special 'party' that I would be taking them to.

The girls were thrilled at my generosity. Little did they know that this was to be my next little experiment for them both!

We met by the statue of Eros, near Leicester Square and, we walked into the heart of Soho which, being London's 'Red Light District' was full of seedy little sex shops. I chose to visit one that was filled with shifty looking men and, that was staffed by a similarly perverted looking man who sat at a counter by the door.

As soon as we walked in, the girls drew lewd stares and leers.

Since I had not yet used my trigger, the twins looked uneasy and nervous. They were used to me being the perfect Gentleman with them or, at least what they could recall of their meetings with me expressed that notion.

I drew them close and said, "Don't worry, Ladies. I'm just looking for some 'Poker' cards, for the next game of strip 'Poker' that we play."

I deliberately emphasised the word 'Poker', making absolutely sure that they heard me correctly. As had happened previously, they seemed to glaze over briefly at each mention of the trigger. As soon as they returned to their 'seemingly' normal selves though, the nervousness had disappeared and a look of excitement had replaced it.

"And we thought that you might be getting us our 'Party Clothes' from here." Chirped Claire, teasingly.