Part 1 of Dave Diane

Chapter One: A Night To Remember

Diane Stone sat at her make-up table and put the finishing touches to her make-up. \Not bad for an old broad,\ she thought to herself as she looked in the mirror. Diane was suffering from what she called \the sags,\ - sagging ass, sagging tits and sagging self-esteem. And, on this, her 50th birthday, she was not all happy with the idea of being another year older. \Not bad at all - for 50,\ she mused, glancing down at the reflection of her mostly-naked 36D breasts. They were being pushed up from the shelf, half-cups of her black corset. She had always been proud of her breasts, but sticking out like this was a little too much, she thought. And she had never worn the corset because of it, even though she\'d had it for well over three years. It was just another impulse purchase. But tonight she was wearing, and wearing it because of the note. \Oh, yes, the note\ she thought and smiled, recalling the little piece of paper she found on the bed after Dave had hustled off to work unusually early.

The note was from her husband, Dave. She looked at the note lying on the make-up table in front of her and smiled again as she applied a heavier layer of eye make-up. \Christ,\ she thought, \I already look like a Vegas showgirl or a streetwalker.\ The heavy lip liner, the false eyelashes, and the dark eye shadow had all been detailed in the note, along with the clothes and her routine for the day.

She picked up the note again and re-read it.

\Diane,

You will not be going into work today. Call in and tell them you are ill. They will live without you for one day. Next, you will not to eat anything for the entire day. You may drink only water. Take a nap and rest up because you will need your energy. This evening, you will give yourself and enema with the container of liquid on the kitchen counter. Then you will shower, fix your hair, and put on false eyelashes, and heavy make-up. You will wear your black corset, seamed black stockings and your highest heels. In your closet you will find a new dress. Put it on. At 7 p.m., a car will arrive and drive you to the West End Hotel. Do not wear a coat. Go into the lobby and ask the man at the desk for the number to Mr. Wilson\'s room. He will give you the number and a key. Go straight to the room.\

She broke into a small laugh as she put the note back on the table. No matter how clever Dave thought he was, she had this entire thing figured out. Today was, after all, her 50th birthday and their 25th anniversary. Getting married on her birthday seemed a clever idea to her and Dave twenty-five years ago. Now, twenty-five years, three grown children, a successful career, a house in the suburbs, and a totally predictable sex life later, here she was. And Dave was planning his present to her. She could pretty well guess exactly what would happen tonight. She would meet him in the hotel room, they would laugh about it, and they would go off for a large, sumptuous meal. That was obvious from his order not to eat all day. And the enema and sexy outfit could only mean a titillating roll in the hotel bed. Obviously, this was Daves memorable evening for their anniversary/birthday celebration. A \night to remember,\ he had said, recalling his exact words some three or four weeks ago.

He had been sitting in the den at the computer. She walked in to find him web surfing at some amateur swingers web site.

What have you got there? she had asked, pointing to the computer screen.

O, just seeing whats going on out there, Dave casually replied as he continued to surf the site. Dave had often suggested that they to venture forth, sexually. But Diane had neither the time nor the energy, what with her work and the family. Besides, she had said to Dave, they we too old for that now. So, what would you like for the big five 0 and two five? meaning her birthday and their anniversary.

I dont know, Diane replied. You can get me one of those, she said jokingly, referring to the photo of the naked guy on the computer screen holding his erect cock in his hand. Dave clicked the mouse and another naked male appeared on the screen sporting an even larger cock.

Oh, she laughed, and one of those Dave clicked yet again and another naked, erect guy on the screen. And, yes, Ill have one of those, Diane said as she broke into a laugh.

Ahhhh, so you want the big 50 and 25 to be a little exciting, something you look back on as a night to remember? Dave said smiling as he looked at the computer screen.

Well, why not! Diane said, more teasing than serious.

So, this morning she awoke to the note and Dave preparations for her big surprise. The day passed pretty quickly for her. She tried on the underwear and dress that Dave had selected. The black corset looked good on her as she looked in the full-length mirror. She mused that whatever the years and a relatively inactive exec desk job had done to her body, the corset would fix. But when she held up the wisp of fabric that someone laughingly called underwear, she winced. Oh, this ought to be funny! she said aloud. She looked at the tiny sliver of sheer, black satin attached to thin, elastic strips and shook her head. She had worn g-strings years ago, but not in the last few years, and certainly not now. And this was smaller than anything she would have worn, even when she was in her prime. Yes, she reflected, her prime years had been prime indeed. At 5\'10\'\' and 120 pounds, she was a knockout. Her 34C breasts went well with her long slim legs. \But, that was then,\ she thought, releasing a deep sigh. Then came a great marriage, the kids, grad school, and a skyrocketing career. All in all, she was pretty happy, in most respects. Except for getting older!

Diane stepped into the tiny, transparent thong and slid it up. She starred into the mirror with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. Her pubic hair was not particularly thick or bushy, but this tiny strip of sheer satin hid nothing. Hairs stuck out from around the sides of the g-string and matted under the sheer wisp on her crotch. Well, that looks pretty trashy, she said aloud. So shave it. It would be a great twist to Dave\'s surprise evening.

So old Davy Boy wants this to be a surprise, with his mystery note and everything. Ill give him a surprise. I can just imagine the look on his face when he sees this. With that, she proceeded to shave her entire pubic area. When she finished, she slipped the g-string back on.

Wow, thats pretty hot, she said to herself as she looked in the full-length mirror. She stared at the lips of her shaved cunt as they pressed against the transparent fabric. Then she took her hand and lightly grazed the smooth surface. A rush of pleasure ran up her body. Still stroking herself, she smiled and thought, I can predict everything Dave has planned for tonight. Hell have one of his pals pick me up and drive me to the hotel. He and I will go out and eat at a nearby restaurant, do the hotel bed thing and well be home by 11 p.m. Stroking her smooth cunt she said, Well, this will get him going.

She put the finishing touches to her make-up and put her dress on, she remembered something. Oh, damn, I almost forgot the enema. She paused for a second, thinking that she would skip it. But then she thought, What the hell, why not? She and Dave had never been big into anal sex, just a handful of times over the past 25 years. But in keeping with the spirit of Daves surprise, she would play along. Dave would probably just kiss and lick her ass a little bit, then theyd have sex in the hotel and head for home.

Going down to the kitchen, she went over to the large container sitting on the counter and read yet another note. Warm this up and use all of it. All of it! the note next to the container read.

Hes got to be kidding, Diane thought, looking at the bowl of dark liquid. Theres got to be a gallon of stuff here. Carefully she took the large bowl and returned to her bathroom. The dark liquid had a very familiar smell to it, but she couldnt place it. After giving herself three separate enemas, she had indeed used all of the liquid. Well, Ill say one thing, she mused to herself, Ive never been this clean. Let him lick and nuzzle all he wants.

She moved quickly to put on the dress back on, realizing that it was getting close to 7 oclock. She slipped on the dress and took a quick look in the full-length mirror. The dress was a shiny purple, shorter and tighter than anything she would ever be caught dead in. There was a large cutout at the top of the dress revealing the tops of her breast and the edge of her nipples, right at the top of the corset. God, you can see all of my tits! she exclaimed. She tugged at the neckline of the dress pulling it up as high as she could. I only hope I dont see anybody from the office.

She rushed downstairs and opened the front door, expecting to see one of Daves pals leering at her. But instead, parked at the curb was a silver, stretch limousine. She couldnt believe her eyes, as she walked to the car. Maybe Dave rented the limo and was going to play at being the chauffeur. Oh, that was it! The surprise was that he wanted to role-play as the chauffeur and the mistress. \Okay, fine with me,\ Diane smirked.

As she reached the car, the drivers door opened and a young man in his late 20s or perhaps, early 30s got out and walked around to open her door.

Good evening, Mrs. Stone. My name is Steve, and Ill be your driver this evening. If you need anything during our trip to the hotel, please let me know.

Thank you, Steve she said, still a little dumbstruck.

She smiled at him and then thought she noticed his eyes leave hers and drop to her breasts. She hurried to get into the limo, as Steve extended his hand to help her in. She settled into the spacious back seat and there on the table in front of her was a bottle of chilled champagne and twenty-five red roses. Dave, she said aloud and smiled. She poured a glass of champagne and began to sip as the limousine pulled away from the curb.

She was well into her second glass of champagne, when she glanced up and noticed Steve inspecting her in the rear view mirror. Steves eyes jumped back to the road as she almost laughed out loud. Well, she thought, I may be losing it a little, a few wrinkles and sags here and there, but I can still catch the eye of a good looking guy. She stared at Steve in the rear-view mirror, but his eyes focused straight ahead. She poured her fourth glass of champagne and thought again about the days when she had been a real eye catcher. At 5\' 10\'\' tall, she could walk into a room and watch every head turn. Her breasts were great then, a little large she thought, but as tall as she was, they looked incredible. Normally a brunette with what she called mousy brown hair, Diane had colored her hair blond during the early years of their marriage. With her long legs, large breasts, and that blond hair, she was not a woman who could be overlooked in a crowd. Her recollection was cut off as she noticed that the limo was approaching the hotel entrance. She swallowed the remaining champagne in her glass and tried to clear her head.

Wow! she thought. A couple glasses of champagne and Im drunk on my ass!

She chalked it up to not eating all-day and stepped out of the limousine, as Steve swung the door open. As she walked past, she wanted to give Steve a quick kiss on the cheek for his appreciative looks, but she settled on a Thank you, Steve.

She strode into the hotel lobby and stopped just beyond the entrance. She was feeling good, though a little dizzy from the champagne. She took a deep breath and convinced herself that the champagne would help her get though the lobby and through a restaurant dinner wearing this nothing of a dress. With that, she lifted her chin and started walking toward the desk. She noticed that her stiletto heels added a little more swing to her ass and a bit of a bounce to her breasts, as she moved across the lobby, now aware that every male head in the place was following her, eyes locked in a stare. \Not bad,\ she thought and smiled.

She approached the desk and asked the only man at the desk for Mr. Wilsons room. The desk clerk smiled broadly, said Room 604 and pushed the card key across the counter toward her. She thanked him and look down to pick up the key. As she glanced down to pick up the card key, she gasped. Her breasts and nipples were completely exposed, popping out while she walked. Christ! she thought angrily to herself, I should be wearing a sign that says Hi, Im Diane. Please fuck me. She pulled up the dress as best as she could and went off in search of room 604.

In the elevator ride up, she leaned against the walls to steady herself, and thought Well, Dave is going to have a hell of an evening staring at my tits in this restaurant were at, now convinced that she knew exactly how Dave had planned their celebration evening. Screw it, she said aloud to herself, then added silently, A little titillating foreplay at dinner and sex with your husband in a hotel room sounds pretty good to me. Diane laughed out loud. She was still laughing when the elevator bumped to a stop at the sixth floor, tossing her off of the wall. The doors opened and she staggered into the hall, trying to catch her balance.

Sensing that she was really drunk, but knowing that she just couldnt be from that small amount of champagne, Diane shook her head and walked down the hall to room 604. She could hear the heavy, rhythmic beat of music coming from the other side of the door, but nothing more. Ah, thats Dave setting the mood, she affirmed to herself and smiled as she slipped the cardkey into the lock, opened the door, and stepped into the room.

Her mouth fell open as she looked around the room. There, with champagne glasses in their hands, were 15 or 20 men. Some were white and some were black, with a wide range of ages. They stood around the outer edges of the large suite, leaving the middle of the room open. The room was silent except for the thumping of the music. Unusually bright light filled the room, with a few too many lamps turned on. Diane closed her mouth as her mind scrambled to catch up. Then she had it! She knew what this was. A few years ago, Dave had tried to convince her to join in an amateur night contest at a strip club. They were there on vacation, and Diane was bragging that she could do better than any of the women up there. \But, nobody wants to see an old woman strip,\ she told him, when he challenged her to get up and dance. Indeed, in the privacy of their own home, she had put on some terrific shows for Dave.

So thats what this is, she realized to herself. Dave wants me to get up on the table and strip for this bunch of guys. She snatched a champagne glass from the hand of a nearby man, swallowed it\'s contents in a quick gulp and returned the empty glass to the smiling guy. Well, what the hell, she thought. Lets see if any of these guys can appreciate a mature woman shaking her ass. This twist was unexpected, but she was sure she knew where Dave was going with this. She smiled and slowly looked around the room. Then she saw him! There, across the room stood Dave.

She locked eyes to his and with a bit of an overdone dramatic flare, she tossed her hair and started walking across the open floor. She added a little extra wiggle to her hips and ass as she stepped out. A little something for the boys in the back, she thought. As she walked, the heat in the room, the lights, and the champagne seemed to make the room swim around her. Despite this, Diane slowly strutted across the floor and as she approached Dave, said Dave, what is Dave interrupted her and put his fingers to her mouth as he stepped quickly forward.

Shhhhhh, he said silencing her. He was only inches from her face now, as he stepped closer. He smiled and slowly leaned forward. His arms wrapped around her waist and he pulled her against him, his mouth now on hers. His tongue slid into her mouth as they kissed.

Diane relaxed into the familiarity of her husbands kiss, but she had to admit that this was a little strange. This kiss was not like any kiss shed ever shared with Dave. His tongue was exploring every part of her mouth as her held her tight. Slowly his hands moved from around her waist, and began rubbing the cheeks of her ass. Still locked in the kiss, she was startled when Dave lifted the hem of the short dress and pulled the tight fitting sheath up around waist. She stood there with her ass fully exposed in this room full of men. Now, for the first time, she was totally unsure of what was going on. Before she could move to pull the dress back down, one of Daves hands slipped down between her legs, and gently began stroking her cunt.

Dave easily pushed aside the flimsy triangle covering her pussy and she could hear the wet, liquid noises coming from her as his fingers massaged her vaginal lips. My God! I\'m sopping wet, she thought as she continued to suck on Daves relentless tongue. Then suddenly, Diane gave out a deep, guttural groan as one of Daves fingers pushed fully inside her. She had almost forgotten she was standing on the middle of a room filled with men. The men said nothing, but as if cued by the sound of her moan, a small group of six or seven stepped over to them. Their clutching bodies were consumed in a tight cluster of men. She could feel their hands all over her, gently stroking, gently caressing her entire body.

Hands ran up and down her stocking clad legs. More hands stroked the cheeks of her ass, her shoulders, and her neck. The knot of men pressed close to her, gently touching every available part of her. Diane felt like she was going to faint. And she could feel Dave, his mouth on hers and his finger probing deeper. Dave massaged her cunt for a brief moment more, then with a practiced ease, slipped another finger in her. Another moan came from her muffled throat and with that she could feel her right leg being lifted, held up by someone in the group. She gave a quick sigh of disappointment as Dave fingers pulled out of her, but just a quickly she became aware of a rigid penis pushing its way into her. Her eyes popped opened and she tried to speak, but Daves tongue only plunged deeper into her throat, as he held her tight.

The man behind her now pushed his hips forward and plunged his erect cock deep into her moist opening. Diane couldnt believe this! She was being fucked by another man while her husband and some strangers held her upright. At that moment, the man holding her leg lifted it even higher, allowing the guy penetrating her to go still deeper. The man began to pump rapidly, as he filled the air with short grunts and groans. She could feel his increasing thrusts and knew he was about to come. Instinctually, she sensed the urgency and pushed her ass against his hips. He exploded into her and with 4 or 5 remaining pumps dumped his load into her. As the man\'s cock slipped out another instantly took its place inside her.

The pumping began up again as Diane began to yeild to the pleasure of the moment. She couldnt see the man behind her, since she was still locked in Daves mouth, his hands holding her tight against him. She did notice that this guy was larger that the first. In fact, she imagined that he was pretty much of a handful. He was driving very deep into her wet cunt as she could feel her body trying to adjust to the size of the rather large of his penis. She realized this guy would normally be a tight, or even painful, fit inside her. And she found herself wetter than she had been in years. Her own juices were added to the first man\'s cum and allowed her to ignore what normally might have been painful. Instead, she felt herself getting hotter and hotter riding this large cock. Each thrust seemed to go a little deeper, until she could only guess that she must have about 12 inches of very hard dick pushing into her. Damn, she said to herself, size has never meant anything, but I could sure get into this. Again, she sensed the speed and the pressure building from the man behind her, feeling his urgency. She matched his pounding with an urgency of her own, and as he came inside her, she clamped down on his large cock with her cunt muscles, trying to milk every drop of semen from his deflating cock. Lets see him get that from a twenty year old! she though smugly to herself. I may be fifty, but I do know how to use what Ive got.

She felt the large cock slipping out of her and with a pop, it seemed to break the suction created by the heated fucking. At the same time, Dave broke what had to be the longest kiss in the world and peeled his mouth from hers. He stepped back and away from her, and Diane felt the cluster of men move in even closer. Quickly, she was spun around, and several hands pulled at her dress easily lifting the stretching fabric over her head. Her leg was up again and she felt another stiff cock slip into her from behind. Her large breasts were out of the corset now and being fondled. A mouth moved quickly and began sucking one of her erect nipples. Another tongue moved deeply into her mouth. She felt a warm release flood the inside of her vagina and the man behind her withdrew his cock. Then another man entered her. And again, another. And another. \Too many. Too many,\ she murmured to herself as the room swirled around her.

She was dripping with sweat and could feel the hot juices deposited inside her starting to run out and down her legs. Someone handed her a glass of champagne and she gulped it down. There was a brief pause as she tried to catch her breath. Diane felt the tight knot of men around her ease and move away. It was only then that she realized that she had fucked seven or eight men while standing in the middle of the room.

Silently, another group of eight men moved around her and began easing her across the room to the bed. She looked across the room and caught a glimpse of Dave. He smiled at her and she smiled back. Then she noticed him hand an empty quart jar to another man in the room. She saw Dave pick up a camera and turn it toward her. His eyes disappeared as he lifted the camera to his face. She could feel more of the warm cum leaking out and down her legs, as she moved across the room to the bed with the group.

She crawled onto the bed as the small group began taking up positions around her. A tall black man got on his back and Diane quickly threw one leg across him, straddling his hips. Leaning forward, she reached down and grabbed his cock. She gasped in astonishment at the size. It wasnt the length of the rigid cock in her hand that amazed her, but the width. My God! she thought, Theres no way that is going inside me! She paused, realizing the she could even get both of her hands around it, and she was a big woman with good-sized hands. But the pause was too long. Unseen hands from behind her grabbed the enormous cock and started to work it into her dripping opening. Even with loads of semen as lubricant and loosening up by the previous men, her cunt strained from the pressure. No way! No way! she kept thinking to herself, as she felt herself about to split. She was ready to lift her hips up, when she felt the enormous black cock push inside her.

Diane opened her mouth and started to exhale as the huge dick began to slide in. \Ahhhhhhhhh,\ she moaned, in small part because of the pain, but more by pleasure and amazement that her had managed to get it inside her. With that, a nearby man on the bed slipped his hard cock into her mouth. Being fuck by a cock this huge was a totally new experience for her, but Diane knew she was right at home with a dick in her mouth. Dave had often said she was the best cocksucker hed ever had or seen. She could deep throat Daves cock without any problem. Indeed, she took a sense of pride in her oral skills. Now she sucked this stranger eagerly, working her mouth all the way down to the base. She could tell he wasn\'t going to last long at all. And sure enough, within a few seconds, she felt his cock explode in her mouth. She swallowed hard, and began to suck the last drops from the quickly softening cock in her mouth. As it fell from her mouth, another slid in and took its place. All the while, the massive black cock drove deeper and deeper into her.

She could feel the cluster of men on the bed overwhelming her. She had one cock in her mouth, one in each hand, and a cock so thick it felt like a tree trunk stuffed into her cunt. She could feel hands helping her make love to this man, lifting her up and pressing her down as she fucked the black man beneath her. She had never fucked a black man before and this one seemed to be lasting forever. She could feel that her pussy had now stretched to accommodate his huge cock and she was just beginning to really let go and enjoy his size. As she bounced up and down on top of him, the sound of her ass smacking on his sweating hips filled the room. Then she knew she had him. She could feel the change. The pace of his thrusts quickened, his hip muscles began to tighten as his groans filled the room. Diane felt him explode inside her.

His fingers dug into her rounded ass cheeks, grasping to pull himself deeper inside her. She could feel his cock erupt with wave after wave inside her, as each push by her brought another spurt, filling her with more semen. Diane smiled to herself knowing that she had just given this very experienced black man the fuck of his life. Then, Diane could feel herself being lifted up, and the black cock falling out of her now gaping cunt. Well, Dave should love this. He always says Im a little too tight for his wilder ideas. And as if on cue, Dave appeared near the bed, camera up and snapping photos. She smiled at Dave, giving him her best sexy look. Before she could lower her hips to rest, another man in the group was moving beneath her, sliding his rigid cock into her wide pussy. She could hear the slosh as his first thrust easily pumped into her sopping cunt. On that sound, the cock in her mouth exploded, catching her off guard, and causing a cascade of cum to pour out of her mouth and down onto her tits. With her middle finger, she caught another large glob of cum hanging on her chin and stuck the finger in her mouth, licking it clean. She smiled at the men around her as another cock slid into her mouth. Dave was there getting it all on film.

If its pictures Dave wants, lets see if I can give him something hot, Diane thought, as she now began performing for Dave and the camera.

They had played around with sexy photos several years ago and got quite a kick out of it. Then, that too, faded. Now, Diane looked up and smiled at Dave behind the camera. She wrapped her lips around the swollen cock head in her mouth. She pursed her lips, giving Dave and almost pouting look as she sucked. Then she slowly started to lick the head, in a slow circling motion. She had done this often enough to Dave and knew how sensitive this area was and how it drove him crazy. The guy she was sucking responded immediately. Several quick pumps with her mouth and she knew what was coming. With that, Diane pumped her hips harder onto the stiff cock beneath her. She had been riding the guys cock in a slow steady rhythm, but now started grinding down with her hips. She could feel the tensing muscles beneath her and she sucked harder. Simultaneously, the two men came in her, filling her from both ends.

Diane looked around the room to see every man there focused on her. She was the absolute center of attention as the entire room hung on her every move. She smiled at the men, their stiff cocks sticking out as they slowly stroked themselves and stared back at her. She saw one man staring at her and masturbating into the same quart jar Dave had passed around earlier that night. A tall guy in his 30s was staring at her as he furiously pumped his cock with his hand, shooting cum into the jar, now over one-third full. Diane lifted up her leg and hips to make room for a gorgeous, probably twenty-year-old guy with a 10-inch cock slipping under her. Diane looked down and noticed a thick, continuous stream of cum running out of her full vagina and down her stockinged leg. She scooped a handful from her dripping crotch and spread it on one of her ass cheeks, sending the room into frenzy. On fire, the young man beneath her quickly drove his hips up toward her, impaling her as she sank to meet him. He started with a frenzy, bouncing her about on his rigid shaft. \Someone needs to teach this boy how to fuck,\ she thought to herself.

She was enjoying driving the young guy beneath her crazy, when she felt a greasy finger massaging her asshole. She turned briefly to notice an older, gray-haired guy with a large glob of lubricant on his finger, positioning himself behind her and between the legs of the boy jammed in her cunt. She had no sooner caught a glimpse of the man, when another guy stepped in and pushed his cock into her mouth, as her face became buried into another anonymous crotch. But she could feel the man behind her, working his lubricated finger around the rim of her tight asshole, gently massaging her tensed rectum. She had enjoyed anal sex with Dave on occasion, but not with enough frequency to make her a big fan of it. She had just decided to herself that she was ready to try it again.

Then, as if to signal the man at her ass that she was okay with what was about to happen, Diane reached behind her with both hands and spread her ass cheeks wide. Her pink, rubbery asshole stood exposed and inviting. Well, I guess Im going to see if this old ass of mine is up to it. And its certainly clean, she said to herself as she felt one knuckle of his finger pop into the tight, elastic ring of her anus. Then, she felt a second knuckle, then the entire finger worked its way into her twitching, upturned ass. This guy really knows what hes doing! she moaned to herself as the man moved his finger in a circular motion around inside of the passage, while his thumb massaged the outer rim. She responded by pushing her ass upward toward the invading finger. She could feel her sphincter muscles relaxing as a second greasy finger slipped into her well-lubricated ass.

She was aware that the young man under her had momentarily stopped thrusting into her. In an instant, the older man slipped his two fingers out. She could feel the head of his cock now positioned against her anal opening and the pressure against the rubbery tightness of her asshole. She felt a brief moment of pain as the head of his dick pressed harder against her tight hole. For a second she thought he was going to be too large, but his gentle rubbing and a handful of lubricant paid off. The rubbery ring of her asshole blossomed as his cock entered her bowels. Slowly, slowly, she could feel him pushing in. Then after a moment, she could feel him begin to pump in long, slow strokes, moving in and out of her ass.

The boy beneath her began to pump again, now in rhythm with the older man, as both of their cocks plunged in and pulled back simultaneously. She could feel the two cocks inside her rubbing against each other, only a thin membrane separating them. The pleasure of this large cock slipping in and out of her anal passage was unbelievable. In her mind, she was begging the older man to go deeper. Then the man fucking her mouth picked up the rhythm of the other two. She could feel all three cocks driving deep at the same time into every opening she had. She and Dave had occasionally fantasized about her doing two men at once, but she now had three men fucking her at the same time. Her body began to respond to the sensory overload. For the first time tonight, she felt like she was losing it. She struggled to stay in control but her body did not listen. I cant control this, she moaned to herself, knowing what was happening. Her body had taken over, leaving her mind far behind. Oh, no! Oh, no! she thought, but it was far too late. Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy, as the three men responded to the signals her body was giving off. This time, they had her and she knew it. She was nearing orgasm and they increased the wildness of their thrusts. She rocked with the pounding as their three cocks drove into her and she met it with wild uncontrolled, lust. She rode wildly to the top of the crest, and then her body trembled and her orgasm exploded. Wave after wave raced through her body as the contractions and spasms involuntarily shook her, lasting for what seemed like hours.

As she emerged from the clouded haze that had swallowed her, she realized none of the three men inside her had come with her. They had stopped fucking her as her orgasm swept her away. And now the three started again, slowly at first, then their steady pumping turned into a pounding. She felt her body on fire, driven by a lust she could never have imagined. Her asshole ached, not from pain, but rather from a craving for more. Her cunt now pressed her for attention, for size, for cum, for cock! Stuffed between the three, Dianes body rolled with the thrusts and she felt it coming again. No, no, no! Not again! With that, her body lurched with her second orgasm, only this time, even more incredible that the last. She could feel her mouth, cunt and bowels suddenly brim over as she was washed inside with spurts of cum as all four of them climaxed together.

She collapsed into a heap on the bed as the three men withdrew from her openings, but as quickly as they slid out, three more moved in. Again, one man slid beneath her, one behind, and one kneeling in front of her. Again, silently, the men each entered her openings. The room was spinning around her now as Diane eagerly reached behind and steered the incoming cock into her stretched asshole. There were no hesitations and no resistance this time, as the man\'s rigid member easily slipped into her now dilated and cum filled anus. Her body began to sway with the thrusting motions and the four started moving together. But Diane could tell she was feeling different, stronger. She could tell that she was now back in control, not fearful of her next orgasm, but now eagerly awaiting it. No, she was encouraging it. And soon it came, this time with an exhibitionism that offered everyone a glimpse of her amazing sexuality.

On the bed, Diane went through five more trios of men, each with one in her cunt, one in her ass and one in her mouth. Except for the last group of men. Then, she had taken two large cocks in her mouth at the same time. This was another first for her. The extra guy was the attractive, young man who fucked her the first time around with Dave holding her. Her mouth stretched around both cocks at once and they pumped feverishly together. She almost drowned in semen when they both came at the same time, flooding her mouth and almost choking her. She swallowed all she could and wanted to spend more time cleaning the twenty year old\'s cock, but had to immediately shift her attention to the two men enjoying her cunt and ass.

When this group finished, they moved away from her, silently slipping back into the crowd, leaving her alone on the bed. She had no idea about how many men she that had fucked already tonight or how long she had been fucking. She didn\'t even know what time it was. She could have been here for an hour or for five hours. Judging from the large spurts of cum that dripped from her cunt and from her ass every time she moved, shed guessed that it had been several hours. Her mouth and jaw ached from the countless, large cocks she had sucked.

She glanced around the room and still the only sound was the music. No one spoke as every man just continued to stare at her. She could read all of the faces in the room. Some displayed lust, some desire, some amazement, and even infatuation on the faces of a several of the younger ones. Almost all of them had fucked her at least once. On one side of the room she saw another man masturbating into the mayonnaise jar, while he stared at her. She was slightly confused, but even more amazed when she looked at the jar. The jar was now almost totally full.

She noticed Dave out of the corner of her eye and smiled back her best I am the sexiest woman alive\ smile. She got up off of the bed and sexily strutted into the open area in the middle of the room. She was sure that the evening was about to come to an end and wanted to tell them how grateful she was for tonight and their attention to a mature woman, when she saw a young, teenage boy maybe just 18, on the other side of the room. She had noticed him always on the edge of groups tonight, but not participating. He stood there now, his erect penis sticking out with an anger and intensity that comes about from only one thing. Ah, I get it. Hes a virgin, Diane thought to herself, as she walked toward him. She reached out and wrapped her hand around his penis and pulled him back out into the clearing in the center of the room.

The rest of the men in the room smiled broadly and chuckled as they knew what awaited the boy. She kissed him on the mouth and then lowered herself down onto the floor and her knees. She eagerly took the young boys rigid cock into her mouth. For several minutes, she took long sucks on his dick. She could tell there was going to be no time to waste with this one. She quickly pulled him out of her mouth and holding his dick, she steered him around behind her. In one easy motion, she pulled him down to his knees and slipped him inside her. She wasnt quite sure which hole she put him in, since both her cunt and asshole were stretched and almost numb to feeling. He hooked his hands around her hips and began thrusting wildly. In a matter of moments, Diane felt his body shudder as he shot his load into her. He slowly withdrew from her and stepped back into the group, a large smile on his face.

Diane was on her hands and knees on the floor, now totally exhausted and ready to go home. Before she could get up, one of the men in the crowd stepped forward and placed a chair directly in front of her. Another man sat down in the chair, his erection inches away from her face. All of the men in the room now moved rather quickly, gathering around her as she remained on her hands and knees. Reeling from exhaustion and still feeling very drunk, Diane figured that this would be the last one. This must be the candle on my birthday cake, she mused and she stared at the cock now an inch away from her mouth.

With that, she plunged her mouth around the stiff penis. Ill make this a something theyll all remember, including Dave. she bragged to herself. Lets show them what a little experience can do. She began to perform for the group, teasing them with her glances, while licking the man\'s balls and sucking his cock. She noticed Dave moving around the edge of the crowd, still snapping photos and smiling. Hed been on the receiving end of her oral expertise and knew how great she was. And she could tell that all of the men were responding. Suddenly, the cock in her mouth exploded, showering her face and mouth with cum. She had expected the guy to last a little longer and he caught her unprepared. Without missing a beat, the man moved out of the chair and another man sat down. \Okay, maybe two candles,\ she said to herself, mildly confused. She smiled and continued on with her show. She grabbed the cock and lifted it up, while slipping the mans balls into her mouth. Diane gave out with a long, sexy moan, similar to sound she made when she had an orgasm.

Her moan enflamed the group. The aroused men moved in even tighter around her. She continued giving them a show, as their hands reached out and began touching any bit of her exposed flesh they could find. Hands caressed and rubbed her breasts, dangling below her and jutting out from the corset. Hands wildly roamed her legs and ass. She could feel fingers working their way into her now enormous cunt, forcing the cum in her to squirt out. I guess Im better than I thought. Theyre going crazy, she said to herself. Then she felt the two fingers stuffed in her cunt had become four fingers. Her hips pumped back in response to the attention. A man behind her was pushing four fingers into her cunt, slowly working his hand into her, well past his knuckles. Jesus, that feels good, she thought as she pushed backward, straining to press her cunt against the hand. She now sucked feverishly on the cock in her mouth as hands continued to tug at her nipples. Then suddenly, as she pushed against the hand jammed in her pussy, the pressure moved from a white, hot ache to an explosion inside her.

Oh, my God! she groaned in pleasure, as she realized the mans fist was now inside her. She tried to catch her breath but at that moment, the man in front of her grabbed the back of her head and jammed her face into his crotch as he sprayed the back of her throat with cum. Diane took several deep swallows, quickly gulping down the semen filling her mouth. Ohhhhhh, she moaned, as the man behind her pushed his balled fist into her wide cunt. Then, he pulled his fist back out slowly, paused, and pressed it back in. She drove wildly back into him, working her ass from side to side causing his fist to rub the inside of her cunt walls. She could feel him opening his fingers inside her, stretching her as he pulled his hand back, then closing his fist as he plunged forward. She had never experienced anything like this.

She couldnt take much more as she felt another orgasm swelling inside her. She started bucking her hips and the man increased his tempo, fisting her deeper and deeper with each push. She opened her mouth to yell, but another cock jamming into her mouth smothered the sound of her climax. She shook from spasm after spasm, as the man continued to fist her stretched cunt. She was delirious as the man pulled his fist all the way out of her and pushed his balled hand back inside her again and again. Her cunt offered no resistance. Clarity was just returning to her mind when the cock in her mouth exploded. She couldnt even begin to guess how much semen she had swallowed tonight. Then, she began to feel the hand slowly slipping out of her. \Why,\ she questioned herself as she slumped down trying to breathe, \has it taken me so long to find out about this?\ She wondered why something so pleasurable, intense and satisfying was just now finding her.

Diane suddenly felt the crowd of men around her step back, creating a space around her. Then as she lifted her head she saw a massive, erect cock dancing inches from her face. She had never seen anything this large or wide, including some of the giant penises in the room tonight. As her gaze continued upward, Diane recognized the face of the man wielding the huge cock in front of her. It was Steve, the limousine driver. \Oh, this must be the final act, she thought to herself. No sooner had the spark of recognition passed across her face, than Steve smiled and reached out and held her face firmly with both of his strong hands. He moved forward and steadily pushed his huge organ into her aching mouth. He began slowly pumping in and out. Diane soon realized that she was not sucking him at all. Rather, he was fucking her face! His strong hands held her head still as he worked a fraction of is large dick into her mouth. Slowly, but inevitably, Diane began to respond. Her ass started swaying and bobbing, hoping that someone in the crowd would step up and fuck her aching cunt.

She was relieved when she felt the familiar pressure on her ass and back as two arms wrapped around her corseted waist. The man was pumping wildly against her, as she felt a large penis poking and pushing against her legs and ass cheeks. He couldnt seem to find her cunt. This guy is wild. Its got to be another eighteen-year-old, \ she though. Ive got to see what he looks like, she said to herself, feeling the wild frenzy of the man behind her. She tried to turn and look, but Steves hands held her head firmly in place as he crammed his cock in her mouth. Then suddenly, the one in the back entered her, pumping with a ferocity and speed she had never felt before. The speed of the humping was unbelievable as the large dick pounded her cunt. At first, Diane just held her ass in place, as the guy humped away. Then, she began to find the rhythm and worked to match the frenzied pace, bucking and thrusting her ass against the hard dick ramming into her. Steve continued to hold his vise-like grip on her face while pumping his cock into her mouth. Then suddenly, Steve removed his cock from her mouth, removed his hands from her face, stood up and stepped back. With her head now free, Diane threw her head back and forth as their fucking grew wilder. She glanced down at the arms wrapped tightly around her waist. It was then she realized that something was seriously wrong. The arms locked around her waist were wrapped in fabric and tape. Where she should have seen hands, Diane saw large animal paws. Quickly, she spun her head around to see the head of a huge, brown Great Dane. The dog\'s head was inches away from hers, as it panted hard, saliva dripping from its huge mouth and onto her shoulder. The animal was locked around her body and continued to drive into her, jamming its large dick in and out with furious speed.

I cant do this! I cant! she thought. But whatever her mind was saying, her body refused to listen. Again, the control that she had struggled so desperately to keep was gone again. She could not stop. She didnt want to stop. She ground her hips back to meet the dog\'s oncoming thrusts. She pounded harder and faster, and soon it was obvious to Diane and every man in the room that the dog was no longer fucking her, but rather she was fucking the dog.

Diane bucked harder, working to match the bestial frenzy of the dog. After several minutes, she could feel its knot begin to swell inside her vagina, as the dog\'s penis inflated and grew even larger. The dog was now pumping its cock into her at an uncontrolled speed, clinging to Dianes rounded ass as she bucked and tossed. Feeling the dogs swelling knot, Diane felt like an orange was being stuffed into her cunt and worked back and forth. Then she could feel the spasms inside her coming, signaling the approach of yet another of her orgasms. She grunted and screamed as she and the dog came at the same time. She felt the animal\'s penis gush inside her, flooding her whole insides with a hot liquid as her body shook again and again.

But the large knot that was now the dog\'s penis did not ease or deflate. As the Great Dane dismounted, its penis remained hooked inside Diane, bulbous and swollen. The dog then turned around, leaving the two of them ass to ass. The dog began to pull away, trying to free itself. She tugged against the knot holding them and felt her cunt suck at the swollen ball inside her. Then the knot started to move, sliding out of her, moving slowly and gradually. \AHHHHHHH,\ she screamed, feeling as she was in childbirth again. Desperately, with a wild tug, she pulled her hips forward, and the huge knot popped out of her. She realized that if she had not been so stretched from the earlier fisting, she would have been hooked to the dog for twenty or thirty minutes. Diane breathed deeply and for a brief moment, nothing happened. Then, a flood released inside her, with spurts of dog semen gushing out of her cunt and down onto the floor. She couldn\'t believe how much liquid poured out of her in large streams and blobs, running down her legs and pooling at her knees on the floor.

Only then did she look up and see the faces of the men surrounding her. The sight of her fucking the Great Dane had evoked something bestial in the group. She saw men with burning lust in their eyes and thirty swollen, rigid cocks pointing directly at her. With her ass still upturned and sticking in the air, she could feel her cunt opening and closing on its own, its spasms continuing, as if offering an invitation, a need to be filled. Unable to hold off, the group of men consumed her. Hurried fingers pulled at her corset, in seconds dragging it from her body. Hungry hands grabbed her hanging breasts, kneading and pulling the soft mounds. Fingers rolled and pinched her large, hardened nipples. Quickly, one angry cock rammed into her dripping, stretched pussy. Another dick jammed into her waiting mouth, while her hands found hard cocks and began jacking them off. And for the next, two hours Diane Stone\'s world consisted fucking anything in the room that was hard.

She took whatever the men in the room had to offer. Two well-hung black men sandwiched her between them, grabbing and spreading her swollen cunt lips. She moaned with encouragement as they stuffed both of their cocks into her wide opening at the same time. They worked together, fucking her like one enormous dick. Moments later, she was on her back while several men pressing her huge tits together while another sat on top of her and tit fucked her. She would have noticed the large jet of cum spurting up on her chest and chin, but her attention and mouth were otherwise engaged, filled with two more cocks in her mouth at the same time.

At times, she could not even tell what was happening, only that she craved to be constantly filled, every hole, and all of the time. After endless fucking for what she guessed was two more hours, Diane appeared to have exhausted all of the dicks in the rooms. Finding herself on the floor on her hands and knees, Diane looked around and grabbed one of the nearby empty champagne bottles that littered the room and jammed it into her dripping pussy. She wildly began raising and lowering herself on the bottle, rocking back and forth at a furious pace as she rubbed her swollen clit with her fingers. All of the men could see that she was driving to another orgasm. Not missing a beat, a young black male slid in behind her. He guided his revived twelve-inch cock effortlessly into her bubbling asshole, which by now was a two-inch opening and brimming over with cum. The combination of being bottle-fucked and ass fucked by a young, black stud while she pushed and rubbed her swollen clitoris, was too much. Her body shook and trembled as she gave into wave after wave of pleasure washing over her. Exhausted, she rolled over onto the floor. She had been fucking for 8 or 9 hours and only now felt tired. She couldn\'t understand that. \How can a old woman fuck like this and not get tired?\ she wondered to herself as she lay on the floor. Looking up, she found Dave\'s smiling face.

He had been there all night, moving on the edge of the crowd, smiling at her, with camera in hand, and the object of her seductive looks and actions. Now he reached down and helped her to her feet. Diane\'s rubbery leg\'s struggled to keep from buckling as she stood. She was covered with sweat and semen, her vagina sore and bruised. She stood there naked except for her stockings and stiletto heels as fluid streamed out of her. Diane looked at Dave as he helped steady her. He was holding a quart jar filled to the brim with semen! She remembered seeing the men jerking off into it during the evening. She looked at Dave\'s face and knew instantly what it was for. Without Dave even offering, Diane reached out at took the jar as everyone in the room looked on in silence. Slowly, remarkably, she lifted the jar to her lips and began to drink. Gulping slowly at first, then steadily as she continued, Diane swallowed the milky fluid, mouthful after mouthful, until the jar was empty. She lowered the jar and smiled back at Dave, as several droplets of cum clung to her chin.

Then Dave spoke the first words uttered during the entire night.

\You\'re absolutely beautiful. Happy Birthday and Happy Anniversary,\ he said smiling.

She leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, slipping her salty tongue deep into her husband\'s mouth. She smiled as she broke the long kiss, looking first at Dave then slowly at the men in the room. She had fucked every man in the room numerous times tonight, but she could tell from the looks on their faces that each one would die for another shot at her. She felt a surge of power as she realized, for the first time in her life, the true strength of her own sexuality. She smiled, now knowing the real answer to her concerns about getting older. True sexuality wasn\'t firm bosoms and wrinkle-free skin. It was all about knowledge, letting go and enjoying it.

Diane looked at all of the men staring back at her. She slowly straightened her aching body and stood up, rolling her shoulders back. This caused her large breasts to stand further out. Despite her smudged make-up, the sags and wrinkles, runs in her stockings and being soaked with sweat and cum, she knew that she was a sight to behold. Diane gleamed as the moisture on her body caught the bright lights around the room. Smiling, she eyed the men in the room and purred, \So, who\'s next?\

Two Heads are Better Than One

My husband and I have known each other since we were in high school and have been together for almost 20 years. We have a strong marriage and have tried to find ways to spice it up. Joe is 40 and a true European man with dark hair, dark eyes, very fit with a nice ass and nine inch cock which he knows how to use very well. I\'m 38 with reddish blond hair, green eyes and a slim build which I work on daily to stay fit. In the past, we\'ve explored a local swingers club where we\'ve met some great people, but never took it any further than a night out at the club. It seemed we were destined to only be with each other, until a few weeks ago.

Joe has a friend, Rob, who is married but not happy with his sex life. He\'s come up a few times to go out with Joe as he lives an hour away, but I\'ve never gone out with them as I believe the guys need their time out. Rob had a girlfriend at the time who he had fun with, but would always go home to his wife as he still loves her very much and was just looking for some excitement in his life. Aren\'t we all.

One day, Rob called Joe to ask him if we knew of any single women who may be looking for a good time. As most of our friends are either married or in relationships, we were unable to accommodate him. Then he asked, what about Cindy. Joe was caught off guard, but a feeling of excitement came over him to think that he could bring another man into our bed. I got a phone call.

My job takes me on the road all day as I am a sales rep for a large territory. I answered my blackberry to find a very soft and cautious voice on the other end of the line. Hi hun, he said. I want to ask you something, but I don\'t want you to get upset with me. As he started to tell me of the conversation he had with Rob, I had to pull off to the side of the road because my concentration was no longer on my driving. I couldn\'t believe he was actually asking me if I wanted to sleep with another man whom I had only met once in passing. I told him that he had caught me off guard and that I love him very much but was not interested in pursuing that. When I hung up the phone and started to drive again, my mind was spinning. How could he do that to me? I\'m driving to see clients and he drops that on me. I was getting upset, yet my heart was pounding and I realized that I was getting wet thinking about it.

I lifted my skirt up and felt the wetness between my legs. I never wear panties, so it was easy to slide a finger into my pussy to feel just how hot and wet I was getting. I pulled over again wondering if anyone was watching my erratic driving. I felt my clit tingle and rubbed it with one hand as I inserted my fingers deeper into my pussy surprised at how turned on I was at this proposition. I pushed harder against my fingers, grinding my hips into an orgasmic rhythm, moaning with pleasure as I brought myself to a climax. I opened my eyes a little embarrassed that I was in my SUV half naked in the middle of the afternoon. I adjusted my clothes and called Joe back to tell him that I have been thinking about it and may be open to meeting Rob to see if there was an interest.

Later that day, as I was arriving home, Joe called to tell me that Rob was going to come up for a visit. I went into the house, undressed and ran a hot bath. Thoughts were racing through my mind. Would something happen tonight? No, I wanted to take this slow. I didn\'t want to have any expectations. What if I didn\'t like Rob and what if he didn\'t find me attractive. Well, I thought, either way I was going to fuck my husband silly tonight so I wanted to make sure that I was shaved and ready for a night of hot sex. I always shave myself completely, but today I took extra care to make sure there was no trace of hair around my pussy. Joe likes it shaved as he keeps his very well groomed. He says it adds to the pleasure when he goes down on me and when he can slide his cock in my pussy and feel the wetness on my skin. I dressed and waited for my husband to come home.

Joe came home, gave me a big kiss and we talked about Rob\'s impending visit later that evening. We both agreed that we would keep the communication open and just get to know each other. He was proud of the erection he was getting as we talked about it and assured me that he was ok with whatever happened as long as I was alright with it. He jumped in the shower and I poured a drink as I waited for the night to unfold.

When Rob arrived in his black corvette, I went outside to greet him. Before he could get out of the car, I jumped in the passenger side and asked him to take me for a ride. I am passionate about cars and wanted to see how it handled, I also wanted to see how he handled the car. The way a man drives says a lot about the man and I was pleased at the power and control he had when he took the corners. Smooth, fast and definitely in control. I loved the car and my interest was peaked about the man. Rob is tall, blond, with a dark summer tan. He was dressed casually and well groomed. I could see he had a good sense of humour and felt comfortable with him in the car. We got back to the house and Joe chuckled when he found out that we had gone for a ride. He likes my spunky side and was not surprised that I had done that. He had fixed a coupe of drinks and we all got comfortable in the living room. I made a suggestion that we all go into the hot tub and continue our conversation there. It was a beautiful night and we always end our evenings in the hot tub, usually just the two of us. Tonight, there would be three.

I went into the bedroom, which has a door off the deck where the hot tub is. I slipped on my white robe and went out to open the hot tub. The two of them were still talking as I slipped off the robe and into the hot tub. It was dark, so the neighbours couldn\'t see that I wasn\'t wearing anything. Just as I started to relax, Joe and Rob came out, quickly undressed and came in. We continued our conversation under the moonlight, our legs touching in the middle of the hot tub. It was an easy conversation and the time was flying by. Rob started to caress my legs and Joe watched for my reaction to having another man touch me. It was erotic, sensual and exciting to have my husband watch as Rob slid his hand higher up my leg. I shuddered as his hand reached my pussy and I playfully asked if he was looking for a trace of hair, of which there was none. He let out a quiet moan with the confirmation that I was completely shaved.

Joe got out of the tub to freshen up our drinks. Rob reached over, pulled me into him and started to kiss me. I pulled back, startled at the lack of effort it took to pull me on top of him. I could feel his hard cock between my legs and he whispered that it was ok, that he and Joe had talked about it and he was ok with it. I didn\'t even have time to respond as he pulled my mouth onto his and started kissing me again. My heart was pounding and I felt like it was going to come out of my chest. It was exciting to feel another man\'s breath on mine and my body relaxed as he pulled my body tighter into his, sliding the head of his cock into my pussy. For a moment I thought of stopping what was happening, but he entered me with a forceful thrust and I let out a gasp as I found him impossible to resist. I knew that I couldn\'t stop him from taking me and I didn\'t want to stop him either. I pulled my body tighter into his and began thrusting with him as I felt his breath on me and could hear my soft moans as our lips would touch and the desire to be taken grew too intense to even realize that Joe had come back out onto the deck. I looked up at him, as I realized what I was doing and saw that silly grin on his face as he said that it hadn\'t taken very long to get started.

Rob whispered for me to tell Joe to come in and suck his cock, which I did. I reached for his cock and couldn\'t wait for him to get close enough to put my mouth around it. I think he was just enjoying the view and came towards me slowly. That, or he wanted to tease me. I didn\'t care. I hungrily started to wrap my tongue around the head of his cock as I slid my mouth as deep as I could over his shaft. Rob didn\'t miss a thrust as I fumbled to put Joe\'s cock in my mouth. My mind was spinning and somehow we all stumbled out of the tub and into our bedroom.

My mind was racing. Should we be doing this? Should I stop it now? My body took over as Rob parted my legs and started to circle my clit with his tongue. Joe held his cock like a missile looking for a warm, wet place to put it. I longed for it and guided it towards my open mouth. Rob found a place to put his fingers as he caressed my clit with his tongue and searched for my G spot. Joe grabbed my tits and twisted my erect nipples as I moaned with a mouthful of cock. My body arched as I quickly climaxed in the excitement of having two men pleasuring me.

Rob moved up to feel my mouth on his hard throbbing cock and Joe moved to feel the wetness of my pussy knowing I had just came. He slid his cock into my pussy and lifted my legs over his shoulders to penetrate my wet hole and hit my spot as he thrust his cock in and out making me scream with his thick, long, hard manhood. My screams were muffled as Rob thrust his cock in and out of my mouth with a rhythmic pattern to compliment Joe\'s. It was if the two of them knew exactly how to please me. I was coming so hard and fast that it was almost unbearable and my body was writhing in complete extacy. The two of them moved and changed positions without missing a beat. There was never a moment when I didn\'t feel like I was going to explode. My orgasm was so powerful that it had sprayed over the bed and onto the floor leaving a large wet puddle on the carpet. My body went limp as Rob pulled me onto the floor where I had just cum and he started to go down on me again taking in all of my fluids. Our bodies were drenched with sweat and cum and I was lifted back onto the bed so my husband could fuck me again.

I didn\'t think I would be able to handle any more when he entered me and fucked me so hard I thought the neighbours would hear me screaming in complete exhausted extacy. I sprayed all over his chest and he pulled out, not wanting to release his load yet. As I lay there covered in my own juices, Rob lay beside me and I reached for his cock. I wanted to give as much pleasure as I had received. I longed for his cock in my mouth. I playfully teased it with my tongue, slowly lowering my mouth over its entire length until I could feel the head at the back of my throat and my lips at the base of his shaft. Slowly I raised and lowered my head over his cock listening for his approval of the way I was sucking his cock and responding to his hips as he would grind them into my face. He spun me around so I was on top of him in a sixty nine position and fucked me with his tongue until I came again on his face. He didn\'t stop and I grabbed his ass tight as he brought me to orgasm again while Joe watched from the chair in the corner.

Feeling he was about to release his load, he moved around so he was behind me and started to fuck me doggy style. I begged him to grab my long hair and pull it while he pounded me. He complied with my every wish and my head arched back as he thrust his cock deeper inside of me. He looked over at Joe who was enjoying the sight of having his wife fucked by another man and asked him what he would like to watch. Joe told him that I like it in the ass, so with my hair still being held tight, he slid his cock into my ass. I was so wet that it went in easily and he began pounding my ass with the same intensity that he was fucking my pussy. I was screaming so loud, that Joe came over to fill my mouth with his cock just to shut me up. I rocked my body hard into Rob\'s as he thrust the full length of his cock into my ass. My screams were muffled but still loud as the two of them brought me to orgasm after orgasm.

I collapsed, limp on the bed knowing that they had not yet released their load. They had been wanting only to make me cum over and over for more than an hour and I knew that I had to give them the same pleasure that they had given me. As we lay there, drenched and breathing hard, I reached for both of their cocks. Joe got on his knees and put his cock into my mouth while Rob caressed my swollen pussy. It was hot and wet and he climbed on top of me entering me again as I sucked on Joe\'s cock. He told Joe to cum all over my face which got me excited again and I started sucking his cock harder and faster as I ran my tongue around the head of his cock every time I moved my mouth to the end. I wanted to feel his hot cum all over my face and I sucked him harder and faster as I could feel his cock twitch, ready to explode. As he came, Rob fucked me harder, he loved watching Joe cum on my face. It was warm and sticky and was everywhere. I had to wipe it off my eyes so I could see and as I regained my vision, I had Rob\'s cock now in my mouth. With it still in my mouth, I rolled over so he was on his back and sucked that cock like it was going to be the last time I would ever see it. I felt him get close to climax a few times, but he held off and I must have worked that cock for twenty minutes when he finally unloaded.

We all lay there for a few minutes, then Rob jumped in the shower, got dressed and we said our good-bye\'s as he left to go home to his wife. Was this just a one time thing? I don\'t think so.

Part 19 of Solace Rosanna

2003: The day was overcast with the threat of rain, but Rosanna was prepared, as always, with her umbrella tucked in her shoulder-bag as she walked uptown to Matildas office. She recalled the times Solace had appeared at several of their meetings looking as if shed been through a hurricane, hair plastered, soaked and wind-blown, but sexy, nonetheless. Damned sexy. On one such memorable occasion Solace had raced into a rehearsal-late-and dropped her belongings into a nearby chair. She had then sought out Rosanna and flung her rain-soaked body at her, kissing her passionately by way of a greeting. Rosanna had flinched at the dampness pressing against her warm, dry clothes but had soon responded, enfolding Solace possessively in her arms and returning the kiss with rising arousal. Throats had cleared and theyd remembered where they were. As they breathlessly parted, Rosanna not only felt her own now damp clothes but her cheeks burning with embarrassment through the catcalls, whistles and snickers. Secretly, she had also felt a rush of pride at Solaces unrestrained affections.

Arriving at Matildas office, she leaned briefly against a supporting pole holding up the buildings awning. Glancing at her watch, she realized that she was half an hour early. Her nervousness at meeting with Matilda would not allow her to stay at GSW any longer. She decided to walk to Central Park, locate an empty bench and sit down to wait. This mini trek would afford her the opportunity to compose herself before jumping into what surely might become a confrontational situation.

Rosannas attractively styled hair, charcoal gray pantsuit worn with a navy blue blouse and short navy-blue boots bespoke success and confidence. It conveyed the impression that this was a woman in charge of her life, a life in which most decisions and people certainly swung her way. If an interested observer could have stolen a quick peak into Rosanna Romeros head, however, they would have been treated to a roller-coaster ride of dipping, twisting, swirling masses of emotions and thoughts. Solace, Matilda, Casey, friendship, love, and children weaved in and around the corridors of her mind-all vying for first place. Stepping onto the cobblestones of the park, she stopped to massage her lightly throbbing temples, looked up and spotted an empty bench and made her way to it. She sat down heavily. Rosanna watched passersby with a distracted air until, bored, she closed her eyesa decidedly daring action for the streets of New York City.

She had never told either Solace or Matilda that she loved them. Whom did she love? She loved them both, but. And where did Casey fit in? She knew the answer to that one-she simply lusted after Casey now. In the wake of Caseys ten-year absence, the need to have her as a confidante had dwindled. She had Sam to fill that position and there was no sexual tension to get in the way. Her thoughts came to rest on their telephone conversation of the previous evening.

Sam, you just dont understand, Rosanna said as she blew out an exasperated breath.

I understand perfectly, dear. You want to have your cake and

Stop right there, Sam. Why do we have so many sayings about eating something? You look good enough to eat; youre gonna eat those words; having your cake and eating it, too Were such an orally-fixated society. Rosanna leapt up from her couch and began pacing her living room.

Theres nothing wrong with being oral, Rosie. I know I dont have to tell you that. And dont try to change the subject. Have you even thought of giving Solace the benefit of the doubt? Youre assuming she cant take care of children. Have you even discussed the issue with her? Have you seen her dealing with kids? How do you know Miss Matilda will do any better? Sam was the only person who was allowed to call her Rosie. All others paid dearly for uttering that syrupy-sweet moniker. .

Well, it has to be easier, Sam. Dont you think?

What I think is that you should give Solace a chance and try to work on this instead of calling it quits and running off with that dreadful Harpie woman.

Harper, SamHarper, Rosanna corrected.

Whatever, Sam growled.

Sams dislike of Matilda was a source of annoyance between them.

Shes not dreadful. Shes organized, and punctual, and prepared for everythingjust the way she should be. Rosanna countered, stubbing her toe on a chair, releasing a silent expletive.

And boring, and predictable and uncultured, and Sam added.

Matildas not uncultured, Sam. She goes to museums and photography shows. All the things I cant share with Rosanna cut her statement short

You are awful, Rosie Romero. Youre only seeing Solaces shortcomings. What about her fantastic cooking, and singing, and dancing and creativity? Ms. Harpie doesnt have a creative molecule in her entire body. Shes sopassive! Sam shuttered as if the mere mention of the word gave him gooseflesh.

Sam, I run a successful business that takes a lot of my concentration and effort. I need at least one aspect of my life to be simple.

Simple is boring, Rosie, and you know you would be climbing the walls. Solace is fun, and crazy, and talented and all those things a good gay woman should be! Sam giggled.

Sam, you are crazy! Why do I even try to discuss this with you? Cant you even try to see where Im coming from here?

I refuse to go there, Ro, and I hope you turn around before its too late and youre stuck with Harriet Harpie. I think she likes you just because you remind her of a strong, cute guy.

You jerk! Matildas never been with any men. Rosanna said indignantly.

No, but does she tap into your feminine side? Sam asked.

Youve been reading too much of that pop-psychology crap, Sam. I dont even tap into my feminine side, Rosanna growled.

You need to do that Ro. Itll keep you sensitive and balanced. I am totally in tune with my feminine side and it helps keep my karma flowing in the right direction.

Spare me, Sam. We all know about your feminine side and were trying to avoid it at all costs. And where did you get the erroneous idea that you were in any way balanced? Rosanna countered.

Say what you want, but Solace balances you out. I get good vibes whenever were all together.

Good vibes. On that note, Im saying goodbye. Rosanna picked up a pencil and snapped it in two, tossing the pieces in a nearby waste basket.

Go ahead and run, but Sam began, but Rosanna cut him off.

And hows Peter?

Touch. We can talk about him next time. Im sure you have to get to bed and so do I. I have a big shoot tomorrow.

Im sure you do. Goodnight, Sam.

Goodnight, Rosie. Sams voice rang with merriment, belying the fact that he would be going to bed any time soon. Rosanna knew that he would be up for hours on his computer, chatting away. He had actually met some pretty suspicious characters, and Rosanna was forever sending up warning flares, which he steadfastly ignored.

There was no way she was going to be able to sleep in her state of mind. Her eyes, alighted on her upright piano and she move towards it. She stroked its burnished cover. Pulling out the bench, she sat down and began to play a Mozart sonata. As her fingers glided over the keys, she felt a calmness wash over her. She played for two hours, ending one piece and launching into another until sheer exhaustion overtook her and she went to bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Sam wore blinders when it came to Solace and it was useless to try to engage him in an objective conversation. She would have to make a decision for herselfand then she would ask her grandmother if she had made the right one. She waited impatiently for her return from Puerto Rico. Rosanna supposed she was suffering from the old clich, which allowed for loving two people for different reasons. The fact that she was even thinking about love caused her to break out in a light perspiration. She had admitted it, though, and it was true. She did love Solace very much. The past month had been hellish. She also loved Matilda, but not enough upon which to build a life. But she had broken it off with Solace. Rosannas confetti-like thoughts coalesced into a single wish-she fervently longed for Solace to be fully sighted. This fact clouded Rosannas vision of their future. She wanted Solace to be able to share every aspect of her life, and she also felt that Solace needed to be able to see to care for their children. God, that had a wonderful soundtheir children. She thrilled with the warm sentiment. She knew Solace was capable of doing almost anything she set her mind on, but she could not get beyond the child issue. Surely they must require two sighted parents. Rosanna had never seen blind parents, and she was having difficulty imagining the possibility. She felt someone standing over her and opened her eyes. She checked her watch; it was five oclock sharp. Matilda stood above her, smiling faintly, her hair pulled away from her lovely face by an elegant headband.

Hi there, she said, her voice quiet and even. Rosanna hadnt heard her approach. She could feel a blush creep up to the roots of her hair. Thankfully, Matilda could not read her traitorous thoughts.

Hi, Rosanna said as she got to her feet, pulled Matilda into an embrace and kissed her lightly on the cheek. She could feel Matilda stiffen, her eyes darting back and forth to see if anyone was around who might know her.

I came out, looked up and down the avenues, and spotted you. May I join you in your thoughts? she said nervously.

Lets walk down the park, Rosanna said, side-stepping the question.

Matilda felt the sting of rejection but decided to forge ahead.

How was your day, Rosanna? Hows that new instructor working out? She knew that this topic would be good for at least a few blocks. Butterflies danced in her stomach and she was not ready to launch into the real reason they were meeting.

Hesdirect. I think his background in the military has affected him. He knows his stuff, but I think he doesnt yet get that these are students and not recruits. I should never have trusted Debbie with the hiring. Rosanna said through clenched teeth.

But thats why you pay her, Rosanna. Shes supposed to do that and she wouldnt have hired him if she didnt believe he was up to the job. You cant do everything in the company. Youve got to delegate responsibility and then trust that the right decisions will be made, Matilda said reasonably. Her hands were behind her back, head slightly bowed and she spoke with finality as if this were a stance she had taken in the past or perhaps had been taken with her.

Youre right, of course, but my gut feeling tells me that hes going to be trouble and our reputation might suffer as a result.

Hes on probation, right? Just have Debbie keep an eye on him and if he steps out of line, then you can step in and reprimand him or fire him, if need be.

Youre right again, Mattie. I just hate to see the students being treated as if theyre in boot camp. Getting Started With is about fun as much as learning, no matter how old you are, Rosanna said with conviction. Her aim for GSW was to hire competent but fun and innovative instructors who fueled the students passion for learning through imaginative techniques.

A little discipline never hurt anyone, Matilda said off-handedly.

You think its all right that he beat the students into submission? an edge creeping into Rosannas voice.

No. I just think that if they arent guided by a strong, firm hand, they wont reach their full potential.

Ah, came Rosannas non-committal reply. Strike one. What would Matilda be like with their children?

Taking Rosannas reply for consent, Matilda looped her arm in Rosannas, who raised an eyebrow but kept walking. It was not like Matilda to be openly affectionate. She was always concerned with someone from her office finding out about her personal life. Rosanna chafed at this, but so far had kept her comments regarding being out to herself.

Rosanna cared little for the reactions and opinions of others. The only people she wanted to please were her mother, her abuelita, andSolaceand Mattie. Right?

Snap out of it, Romero! Rosanna chided herself. Youre with Matilda and the two of you definitely need to talk. She stopped, turned to Matilda and took both of her hands in hers.

Lets get a cab. Rosanna walked to the curb, not waiting for Matildas reply. She hailed a taxi and ushered Matilda inside. The driver sped off before they had sufficient time to fasten their seatbelts and they were jolted back against the seat.

Im not sure we should be having such an important conversation in a restaurant, Rosanna. Mattie said, her hands fumbling with the buckle.

Do you want to go somewhere else? Rosanna said agreeably, thinking it might be best if they werent near food or drink, which could be handily thrown at her.

Why dont we go somewhere neutral? How about that atrium area on fifty-seventh street under all those clocks? There are chairs there, and Im sure we can find a seat thats out of the way of other ears. Matilda suggested.

Great, replied Rosanna and gave the driver the new address.

Why didnt you tell me that when you got in? Now I have to the driver complained.

Look, were telling you now, okay? Dont worry. Well pay the extra. Rosanna said in a tone that made it clear that she was not in the mood to argue.

Rosanna and Matilda located a seat in a corner of the atrium. For several minutes they simply stared at each other and around the vast space, neither wanting to be the first.

Matilda broke the silence, Rosanna, I know that running out on you was wrong, but I was confused and I couldnt take it that you had almost slept with your old high school friend. But I do love you and I want to make it work. We can make it work.

Oh God, she had said the word love. She loves me. How can I do this to her? Mattie, II know you needed time, and I probably did as well, but Rosanna interrupted. She fiddled nervously with her wrist-watch as she spoke.

Matilda cut her off.

Rosanna, we can see the world, do anything, go anywhere. There are no

limitations on what we can do. We have similar tastes and personalities. Were perfect together.

As Rosanna listened to Matilda, certain phrases popped out at her. It seemed that Matilda was taking direct aim at Solace and her visual impairment. And I provided the ammunition so willingly. I complained about Solace and then I slept with Matilda. What a piece of work I am! How am I going to get out of this without hurting Matilda? I used her. But a small voice whispered that they had used each other. She began again.

Matilda, Iwe Im sorry. Im sorry for leading you on.

What? Matildas voice was quiet, but Rosanna noticed her hands were trembling.

I love you, too, but

Youre finally saying the words I want to hear, but I dont think I want to hear the rest, said Matilda, a slight tremor in her voice as well.

I This is not Ill just have to say it. Oh God, Matilda, I love you, but Im not in love with you. Rosannas mouth felt as though it were filled with sand. She longed for a diet soda.

Oh, youre not in love with me. And I suppose that when we made love you werent in love with me. What was that, Rosanna? Was I just some amusing past-time or your latest plaything? Matildas voice began to rise in volume and pitch.

No. You know Im not that kind of person, Mattie. We both enjoyed our lovemaking Rosanna started, but was cut off.

You mean our having sex then because you said you didnt love me. Said Matilda sarcastically.

Mattie, I love so many things about you. In many ways, we fit perfectly together. But I dont know. We I need more. Rosanna said as calmly as she could.

More what? More women?

Not more women, just one woman. Rosanna said softly.

AhSolace. Is that it, Rosanna? You need Solace? Why do you need Solace? Does she make you feel like a big hero? Do you get your kicks helping a poor blind woman? Matilda spat.

Matilda, do not go there. Rosannas voice was low and menacing. She could feel her anger rising like a wave.

Oh, of course, you dont want me to talk about her now. You only used me when you needed someone to spill your guts to about her. Matilda rose, and began to gather her belongings. She had not wanted to think that Rosanna would break up with her, but that was exactly what was happening and she wasnt going to stay here and be humiliated.

Mattie, please. Rosanna stood up as well. She reached out to put a hand on Matildas arm to delay her departure. The resounding slap to her face rang through the atrium and caused her to fall back into her seat. Heads turned to see from which direction the sound had come but just as quickly turned away. Rosanna sat stunned, holding her burning cheek.

You bitch! Go back to your little disabled woman. I hope youre really happy and have lots of little blind kids! Mattie shouted, snatching up her bag and striding briskly away before Rosanna could rise to her feet and stop her. She also made a hasty retreat because she did not want Rosanna to see the tears stinging her eyes. She had let her temper get the best of her and had said some unforgivable words, which she knew would not be forgotten.

Rosanna stood, straightened her suit jacket, slung her bag over her shoulder and walked slowly out of the atrium. It certainly had not gone as planned, but how did she think it would go? She had genuinely cared for Matilda but she felt compelled to do the honorable thing. Matilda wanted Rosannas heart, but that had been stolen by a beautiful, talented, sensuous, auburn-haired, lunatic. She now desperately required advice from her abuelita on how to get Solace Tynan back.

My elder cousin

My elder cousin 1

Hello, I am very much pleased to share my sexual fantasies with you. I am Anand, I am from Visakhapatnam AP. I have a very strange way of getting an arousal. A woman\'s / a girl\'s undergarments make me hard very much. According to me the sweet odor of a girl\'s panty should be the best odor for a boy like me. I don\'t know if anybody of you have the same taste like mine. When I was doing my graduation I used to stay in my Uncle (mamaji)\'s house in Visakhapatnam. He has 2 daughters, Asha and Hema. Asha was elder one; she was around 25 years, 5 years older than I was. Younger one Hema was 22 yrs old at that time. Both were unmarried. I used to call them by their names Even though they are older than I am. Asha used to be close and frank with me, whereas Hema was a reserved girl. My uncle\'s flat was not a big one. There were 2 bedrooms with attached bathrooms. My uncle and Aunt used to sleep in one bedroom and the other we 3 used to share it. There were no cots in that room and we used to sleep on the floor.

Asha had a very good figure, may be 36-25-38, with a fair complexion. Where as Hema was somewhat obese, plump, so naturally I was more inclined towards Asha. One day when I was taking bath I noticed a pile of clothes in the bathroom. I was sure that they were Asha\'s, as just 10 minutes earlier she took a bath there. I quickly searched through those clothes. Yes Iwas successful. I could find her bra, Panty, Salwar, Kameez. The bra was a black one, and coming to the Panty, my favorite garment of Asha, it was a White one, with light brown small flowers on it. The texture of the whole panty was not uniform. The Place where her pussy would touch was a little rough, had a few holes. There was a big cental dark brown stain on it. May be it was produced as a result of her menstruation. I could also find 3 or 4 entangled hair on those stains. The very sight of that beautiful panty of Asha made my lund to grow like anything. It was throbbing high underneath my towel. My heart wasin a state of flutter. I brought the stained part of the panty to my nose. Hhhhhhmmmmm my goodness, it was emitting a kind of namkeen, magical odor. By sniffing at it I was feeling like in air. My lund became rock hard. I rubbed my nose on the panty. I picked the hair, which were entangled on the panty with the tip of my tongue. I swept all my face on the panty. I could feel the warmth of the sweat of Asha as she was wearing it just 10 minutes ago. I couldn\'t resist my lund, it was aching a lot. I shagged heavily with panty at the tip of my nose, and bursted out on the panty on the dark stains. I took a bath and stepped out of the bathroom, Asha was sitting there and reading some book, and she asked me to get some vegetables from the market, when she was talking to me I couldn\'t see straight in to her eyes. It happened for the first time. After that whenever I found her panty in bathroom I enjoyed great.

After few days I was searching for some more to have better fun in shagging. Whenever she bent I used to watch her big bulging boobs and the big round ass when she leaned forward to mop the floor. Once I was caught when I was staring at her boobs, she gave a sharp look into my eyes and corrected her saree pallu. During nights whenever she goes for bathroom, I used to keep my ears alert to listen the pissing sound, it Was so musical, buzzing sound, that I used to shag listening to it.

One day my aunt\'s sister\'s family came over there. There were 3 kids (below 10 yrs age). All of us played a lot of caroms, chor-police.etc. on that night we 3(myself, Asha, Hema) and the kids were asked to sleep in our bedroom. We spread beds on the floor as usual. My bed was along one wall and Hema\'s was along the other. the kids slept between Asha and Hema. that\'show Asha was beside me. There was not a big gap between us. It was night 12\'0 clock. I couldn\'t get into sleep as fragrance of Asha\'s body was making me restless. She was facing opposite to me. And her khoobsurat ass was pointed towards my waist. My lund grew large in my pajama. Slowly I moved my waist towards her hips. Now my lund was pressing Her hips slightly. Her hips were somewhat soft and firm, round, sexy. I pressed my lund still harder. There was no movement in her. I thought she was in deep sleep. So I placed my lund in the cleavage between her hips and started moving slowly up and down. Suddenly she turned towards my side. But she was still sleeping. This time her face was so close to me that, hot air from hernostrils was breezing on to my face. There was not more than 2 inches of gap between our lips. I slowly moved ahead, placed both of my lips on her\'s and smoothly kissed her and came back. The upper 2 buttons of her nightgown were open and her big boobs were trying hard to come out. She wasn\'t wearing a bra. I slowly moved my whole body downward, so that my faceis opposite to her boobs. I don\'t know what has happened to her, she moved towards me, and her boobs pressed my face really hard. May be the kid on the other side had kicked her. My goodness her gorgeous boobs were pressing hard on my face. Now it was my turn to act further. I rubbed all my face on boobs. I could feel her nipples touching my lips when I did so.I bit her nipples smoothly. My erect lund was pressing her knees. I placed my hand over her hips, pretending that I am sleeping, and started caressing her hips.

Nausheens Weekend

Saturday night:

Nausheen lay on her back panting.

Her body covered in a layer of sweat and her mouth open, gasping for breath as her pussy and buttocks bucked with each deep hard thrust from her husband, Salman\'s hard cock.

\Oooooooooh! Ooooooh!\ She moaned

\Too rough! Too rough\ she pleaded.

\You.can take it.yeah!\ Salman replied

Salman was panting too. The sweat dripping from his face and body onto Nausheen. He felt the tension build in his balls. He knew that the moment of release was close and tried to hold off. He was not concerned for Nausheen\'s pleasure, just his own. His hands moved from her hips to grab her bucking ass and give him added control of the pace.

With his eyes squeezed tightly shut, he gasped and panted with each deep, hard thrust into Nausheen\'s wet, hot cunt.

\Oh yeah! You want it! I can feel how much you want it baby\ Salman gasped

\I am gonna cum! Take it! Take IT!\ he almost screamed

With an animal like cry of pleasure, he felt the spurts of molten cum erupt in rapid blasts into her waiting choot.

\OoooooooooooH\ Nausheen cried out in surprise and relief as his spunk flooded into her. Her back arched in pleasure and she felt her pussy contract and then spasm in an orgasm of her own.

After the last spurts had left his balls, Salman rolled off Nausheen and flopped onto his back beside her on the bed.

He covered his eyes with his left forearm as his right had stroked his deflating cock and shook any surplus fluid off it. He said nothing to Nausheen as he caught his breath and drifted off to sleep.

Nausheen lay panting beside Salman as she closed her legs over her hand which was pressed against her leaking fuck hole. It was probably too late. Their juice was already trickling down her butt crack onto the bed sheet. There would be a stain in the morning.

As Salman started to snore, Nausheen willed herself to get up and walk slowly to the bathroom. Her hand still trying to stop the fuck juice snailing down her inner thighs.

It seemed like Salman had dumped a gallon of baby juice in her fuck box.

After a piss and wash of her bald pussy with the Muslim shower (bidet) she stepped into the shower cubicle and took a long hot shower.

Afterwards, she checked her neck and breast for any marks from Salman\'s extremely passionate kisses and rough manipulations. Not that she objected, on the contrary she liked her lovers to be passionate. Still love bites could be embarrassing at work. Everyone knew she as married but they didn\'t need to know when Salman \'did-her\'.

At 34 years of age with three kids, Nausheen was still an attractive woman. Her large breasts had not yet started to sag and her wide hips were not unattractively wide or flabby. With a height of 5ft 10, she was above average for a South Asian woman but it seemed to attract men all the same.

Slipping on the cotton shalwar-Kamiz (shirt and baggy trousers) she slept in and after combing her long dark brown hair free of any knots, she went back to bed beside Salman.

Salman was snoring in a deep sleep, naked and unwashed as he sprawled across the bed.

As Nausheen lay down, her hand felt the cold damp spot where their juices has soiled the bed sheet. She sighed in resignation. She would have preferred to change the sheet but Salman would have objected to the disturbance.

She got as comfortable as possible and drifted off to sleep.

Sunday Morning:

Salman woke up as the morning call to prayer echoed from the nearby mosque.

That was not the reason why he woke up though.

The real reason was the throbbing, demanding hard-on he had.

He scratched his head and yawned silently before giving his erect hot cock a few gentle pulls. It was his morning ritual. A quick, soft handling of his cock and balls before getting up. Sometimes he carried on the \'playing until he came but not always; and certainly not on the week ends. That was the time when Nausheen was available for sex. The rest of the week she was busy doing this and that and getting ready for her job.

The disadvantage of being married to a career woman was that she had little time for the normal wifely things. On the other had, since Salman was not as rich or successful as he had led Nausheen to believe when they married, her income gave them a good upper middle class standard of living.

He turned on his side and looked at his wife.

She was also on her side with her back towards him and her legs up in a foetal position.

He moved closer and ran his hands over her ass, rubbing his fingers gently along her butt crack.

\Come on baby, open up for business. Hubby wants some\ Salman whispered.

He slowly tugged her shalwar down to expose her buttocks and allow his fingers to tease their way along the warm, damp crease of her butt crack, over her anus and to her pussy.

He rubbed the lips of her choot gently feeling his finger get wet as she started to get aroused.

\Good girl! Get ready for my fat, long dick to pound you\ He said licking his lips.

He was a lucky man. She paid the bills, had the children, and gave him all the sex he wanted at week-ends. What was more; she was \'hot\', and a great fuck.

He had felt cheated on their wedding night. His prick had gone into her hot hole too easily and she had fucked too eagerly to be an inexperienced virgin.

The lack of a hymen had been confirmed in the morning as the bed-sheet had no tell-tale blood stain.

In anger he had fucked her again from behind as she lay on her stomach. His cock stabbing into her pussy as she gasped and moaned in surprise, pain and yes, pleasure.

Getting her pregnant had become more then a duty, it had become an obsession. One that he enjoyed greatly. He would tie her down with children and keep her too fucked and tired to stray into another man\'s bed.

Nausheen stirred as Salam\'s fingers worked on her slit.

\Umm\ She sighed softly.

She was used to Salman\'s sexual demands and also enjoyed them. Salman moved closer behind her and she felt his hot cock head slide teasingly backwards and forwards along her butt crack, over her anus and wet fuck slit.

As Salman positioned his prick to enter her, she reached between her legs and stoked his shaft as he eased into her.

He moaned as he filled her with every inch of his throbbing manhood. Her hands teased his balls, as they pressed up against her now very wet slit.

Taking hold of her hips, Salman began to fuck her long and deep as the lay on their sides. His eyes closed as his tongue licked his lips and his breathing became harder and deeper.

\Oh yes baby! Your choot wants me! It\'s so hot and wet, just the way I like it! Now fuck bitch! Fuck like you want it\' he panted through clenched teeth.

Nausheen was not going to leave her own pleasure to him alone. She used her fingers to tease and toy with her clit, his balls, and shaft as he pistoned in and out of her. She squeezed her breasts tweaking her hard nipples as she groaned.

Salman was getting faster now and harder. His panting told her what she already knew that he was close and getting ever closer to ejaculation.

This spurred her on to savage her clit faster and bring her own orgasm on.

Years of \'self-pleasure\' had made her an expert on solo orgasms and had been useful when her lovers had not been good enough to satisfy her.

They both came at more or less the same time, Salman\'s shots of thick spunk triggering her own cum fiesta.

They lay panting for a long while and then Salman got up and walked naked to the bathroom. His cock still hard but this time from a need to piss.

Sunday Afternoon:

The visit to her parents was a Sunday routine. They had lunch, gossiped, and then took an afternoon siesta in her old bedroom. The children were all bedded down in the guest bedroom.

Salman had been quiet during lunch. He didn\'t like his in-laws and they were not too fond of him. It was the same old story, deception, lies and a marriage bureau had rushed Nausheen into marriage. Her parents felt cheated but they could do nothing as the truth only came out after she was in her sixth month of pregnancy.

Nausheen felt cheated too but after having \'cheated\' herself, lost her cherry and tarnished her reputation, Salman had seemed like a golden chance to get away and start afresh.

The arguments she had with her mother and brother had been a major \'push-factor\' too. Her brother knew that his sister was being talked about as an \'easy-lay\' and he was furious about it.

Salman sat naked on the bed. His legs were parted and his manhood clearly on display.

\'Suck me off\ He said with a wicked smile a Nausheen kicked her shoes off.

\Not today, I am not in the mood\ She said walking into the bathroom.

Salman came in behind her as she stood at the sink washing her hands.

\Come on baby. You know I like your blow jobs\ he said embracing her from behind and kissing her neck.

Nausheen relented and turned around.

\'Do it here\ Salman said moving to lean against the wash basin.

Nausheen knelt down and took hold of his now hard Lund and tugged at it.

Oral sex had been a revelation to her. Her first experience of it as a college girl had both appalled and excited her at the same time.

The first guy to \'go-down\' on her and lick her cunt had been really into it and had brought her to orgasm in minutes with the expert use of his tongue, mouth and fingers on her sensitive pussy. He had then fucked her fast, dumping a thick load of spunk in her still spasming choot.

Suddenly she realized that it was in this very bedroom in her parents\' house that she had received her first pussy licking.

The memory flooded her mind and sent a tingle to her fuck box.

She licked Salman\'s swollen cock head slowly tasting the sweetness of his pre-cum as she handled his balls.

\Good. Now tease my butt crack you know I like it\ Salman said and Nausheen did as requested. Her index finger teased its way between his damp, clenched butt cheeks and stroked his anus.

\Oh Yeah!\ He sighed. He had no idea who had taught her to suck cock but he was grateful just the same.

Nausheen looked up at Salman as he looked down at her activities with a smile. He put a hand on her head and said \Open your mouth and suck my spunk out of my balls\

Nausheen licked her lips, opened her mouth, and took his shaft into her mouth.

Salman groaned as he felt her tongue start to work on his Lund. Her mouth a hot wet cunt just begging for a fuck.

He soon was holding her head and face fucking her, enjoying the snorts she made and the feel of her mouth on his man meat.

Nausheen held onto his shaft as she sucked, her finger still worming at his butt hole but not piercing it. He liked her to do it but she was never that comfortable to oblige. Besides, her long manicured finger nails would cut him up.

Salman was moaning and moving his hips as he held onto her head and fucked her face.

Nausheen sucked hard on him, feeling his cock move deep to her tonsils almost making her choke. She knew to squeeze his ball sack at such times to tell him to ease back.

After several minutes of this Salman let go of her head and said \Ok stand up.\

He then moved her until she was bent over the sink and then he tugged her shalwar and panties down and off.

He knelt behind her and stroked her buttocks softly.

Then to Nausheen\'s surprise and pleasure he put his mouth to her choot and started licking it. His nose was pressed between her buttocks as he held her hips and lashed her slit with strong invasive strokes of his tongue.

He lapped at her slit with enjoyment, tasting her salty gash and poking his tongue at her entrance. His hands pulled her butt cheeks apart to give him a better stab at her pussy and his fingers dug hard and deep into the soft full flesh of her buttocks.

\Ooooooooooooooh!\ Nausheen moaned in pleasure as her pussy burned with pleasure and need.

When he was sure she was wet enough, he changed target and started to attack the delicate rosebud of her hairless anus. His tongue dipped into it tasting her and coating her hole with spit. He soaked her butt hole, spitting a glob of saliva onto it and then applied a finger to probe and lube her butt hole up by working the spit into her ass.

Nausheen put her head down and braced herself for what she knew was coming.

Salman satisfied himself that she was slicked up enough and then stood up behind her. He took hold of his cock, spat another glob of spittle onto his palm, and then coated his cock-tip with it. Mixing the pre-cum leaking from his piss slit with the spit to lube his cock up. HE pulled her butt cheeks apart and used one hand to press the head of his cock down at her butthole, forcing his cock into her until her muscle reluctantly gave in to his determined assault.

Nausheen tried to relax as much as possible as he slowly filled her with as much cock-meat as her rectum would accept.

Her legs shook and her ass burned with the friction of his entry. She always preferred him to use oil or cream when he did her there. Spit just wasn\'t enough.

In truth anal sex had never been her thing but Salman loved it and took he ass as many times as she would let him. This meant every time he wanted to butt fuck her, he did.

As he started to slowly move in and out of her ass breathing hard and slapping her buttocks from time to time, she reached between her legs and fingered her choot. Taking pleasure in fucking two fingers into her hole as he screwed her ass.

She was rough with herself, eager to enjoy the situation as much as possible.

Salman was picking up pace, watching his cock violate her rectum with perverted satisfaction. He loved to butt fuck her and slap her ass as she groaned and whimpered.

He thrust faster with his battering ram of a cock, taking firm hold of her hips, as he started to fuck her with all the force he had.

\AAAAAH! AAAH! OOOH!\ She cried biting her hand to stop the sounds coming out.

Her own finger-fucking had stopped as she tried to steady herself and absorb his assault.

With a gasp and a cry of \Yes!\ Salman erupted into her back passage. The first hot spurt of spunk driven home by a deep thrust of his cock that made her gasp in pain.

He kept fucking her even as the shots of seed blasted up from his balls and out through his piss slit into her asshole.

With one final thrust and shudder of pleasure, he spat the last drop into her ass and gave her a hard slap across the ass as he said \Yeah! That is fucking!\

Monday Morning:

Nausheen sat in her car on the way to dropping the children at school. She felt drained and tired. Her nipples hurt and her butt ached. Salman had fucked her late Sunday night, as they lay in bed. His balls well drained but his hunger still great he had ridden her for what it seemed was hours. His cock thrusting repeatedly into her as he had sucked, squeezed, and bitten her breasts. It was very late by the time he finally came collapsing spent and exhausted on top of her.

She had checked her neck in the morning and found a serious love bite in clear view. She hoped her Dupatta (neck scarf) would hide the evidence of her week-end from her colleagues. She didn\'t want any knowing smirks especially off her male colleagues.

After dropping the children at school, she headed to the office and thought happily \'now to get some rest\'.