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"Ohhh . . . Jesus . . . God!!" Ernestine's orgasm was going on so long I was beginning to worry. "Fuck . . . me . . . again!" It was a groan, a begging, sluttish moan. She lay on the floor, sperm smeared all over her, her pussy drooling a white stream from the last guy's load, her mouth creamy from its last visitor.

She was beckoning to me. "Take me," she murmured. "Ram that big thing in me!"

But I was scared shitless: If the colonel finds out about this, I'm looking at Leavenworth!

That's what I get for being the Good Guy. That's what I get for thinking of somebody else. God, if this goes south – I get decades of prison showers.

Hey, I'm just an easy-going dude, normal as the rest. Just trying to get along in a hot, dry, miserable, woman-less hell – which is just another way of saying "US Marine camp." Who in hell picks these places?? I swear to God, the Marine Corps takes its real estate tips from camels!

But always the good guy, I'm always willing to help out a person in need, right? I had only Ernestine's best interests at heart.

Okay, check it out: the men in my squad were trudging back to the barracks after another "Wonderful Day in the Corps." We were hot. We were tired. We were so goddamned, motherfucking thirsty, our tongues had turned inside-out.

"God, this is gettin' to me." Porter, the bitcher. "I ain't pissed all day," he moaned. "Now I'm afraid I'll piss out a stream of sand!"

I wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up, but that was four words more than I had energy for. Besides, he's probably right. I felt loose dust inside my own prick, and as I trudged along, I heard a tinkling sound from my scrotum, like two pebbles rattling around in a tin can. For the 32,215,971st time, I asked myself why I signed that enlistment form.



You know why, asshole! The Corps got you with psychological warfare!

It was true. The recruiter was a female Leatherneck (probably a Reservist on weekend duty who went back to her modeling career the next day). God, she was beautiful! I could never look at a green USMC fatigue shirt again without seeing those two glorious bulges stretching it out. She had tits like military melons.

Hey, I'm the victim here! I went into that mall to get some batteries for my electric can-opener!

Before I could reach the door of Radio Shack, though, Corporal Cunt came slinking out of the Marine Corps Recruiter's office shooting laser beams out of her blue eyes that boiled my blood. It inflated my prick like a zeppelin – but you can't think with boiled brains.

That's all I remember. No, I remember her running her tongue around her pouting, crimson lips. I remember her hands around my neck. I remember her reaching down to my crotch. And I remember signing something.

We dragged one foot after the other, feeling our tongues turn into potato-chips. God, at least it can't get any worse!

I have to tip my hat to the Marine Corps – they can always make it worse!

As 13 dried-up mummies shuffled by the colonel's office quonset, the Man himself pulled up in an air-conditioned Lexus. While we look on like cattle at the slaughterhouse door, he got out, fresh, pressed, cool, and In Control.

God, it can't get any worse.

Wrong: the door opened on the other side, and out stepped a woman!! The colonel had managed to find pussy out there in the middle of Outer Agonylia.

We stood watching like drug addicts. I would've had an instant hardon if I had any energy left. The colonel ushered the babe into the building, but before he stepped in, he looked back at us. "Straighten up that formation! Get in step!"

We slogged on while I called cadence, "Hut, Toop, gasp! Foh!"

That was our introduction to Ernestine.

So began the bad days. Besides the heat, in spite of the water cooler breaking down and drinking tap water from pipes superheated by the sun, on top of coming to know the sand fleas by name . . . we had to watch Ernestine drive up in a Mercedes-Benz every morning and go flouncing into the command quonset.

Tall and willowy, she moved like a cool breeze, and her deep blue eyes were like the cold water of a fjord. Her shiny black hair was like the dark, mysterious ice deep in the heart of a glacier, and her delectable breasts reminded me of snow-castles I built as a kid. We watched her, sweating, panting, with our tongues hanging out.

We learned her name from the admin jodies working in the air-conditioned building. "Secretary," they told us, twisting the knife.

Yeah, sure.

Ernestine the Ice Queen could not be anybody's secretary! She was pure table-pussy, not the type you serve for the hired help. My prick tried to harden, but my body didn't have the moisture to spare.

"There's ee-vill afoot here, men," I told them that night in the barracks. "Something about this situation doesn't click."

Then we began reconnaissance: dedicated, detail-oriented Gyrenes from our squad took great pains to pick up all litter, butts, and stray leaves from around the command quonset – also paying attention to comings and goings of the staff, looking through the windows, listening at the doors.

We made sure to jog by the building two or three times a day. We marched out of our way to pass the command quonset on our way anywhere else. And we began to notice a few things.

Damn, could scuttlebutt be right? Ernestine, for all her Venus de Milo shape, appeared to be verging on spinster. What we thought was a chic, Hollywood Boulevard, pulled-back hairdo turned out to be her daily 'do, held in place with long, Chinese-style pins.

Those weren't sunglasses. She really did wear spectacles.

And she did, indeed, appear to be doing typing. God, what a waste!

"No way. She's gotta be the colonel's ride." Pvt. Rodriguez' valuable opinion. His IQ number was only slightly more than his cock-length. The little fucker was one of the best-hung men in the squad, though, or maybe it was just a matter of scale – a normal crank on a tiny body.

But for all the "accidental wanderings" into the command quonset at odd hours – "Sorry, sir, they told me this report goes here [quick look-around, what is Ernestine doing?]. . . No? . . . Oh, uh, sorry [Is there a bed or a cot anywhere near her?] . . . I'll take it back to the 23rd" (or whatever number came to mind, it didn't matter) [How close is her desk to the colonel's office?].

Nothing. Never. Not so much as heavy breathing. Nobody got caught doing nothing.



Naw, that can't be! Who would use a woman like that just for typing?

You know how I am. Always thinking of others. I felt sorry for her. I mean, there she was, so close to 13 hard-charging, virile men thoroughly trained in all the arts of love – okay, I'll be fair; the camp had a couple thousand Jarheads, and three or four of the others might have been worth a tumble.

But poor Ernestine lived a cold, lonely existence typing supply documents and forms, no doubt wishing she could be working with our squad's medical files, somehow getting close to our bodies, ogling the snapshots of our torsos, our wounds, our cocks in VD treatment, our hemorrhoids, anything to feel wanted.

The poor woman. I knew she was lonely, wishing for male comfort.

The squad went into stealth mode. A rotating roster of squad members manned the Observation Post, the bus stop near the command quonset. Reports came back to me constantly. Finally we saw our opportunity to do a good deed.

One evening the colonel left the building, but Ernestine stayed behind, no doubt working late on some project – poor thing, probably more reports on "stowage of firefighting equipment to conserve hangar space." I knew what she really wanted was to type up the results of the military medical study of the average weight of Devil-dog scrotums.

I called the squad together, and we moved out. The quonset was empty—everybody had gone home except Ernestine.

We surprised her as she was emerging from supply closet. We rushed her and pushed her back onto the colonel's desk, watching her tits jiggle as she strained to get away. Oh, yes! It's been so long!

Pvt. Rodriguez, of the peppery nuts and lightning-fast hands, got her blouse open in record time, and Pvt. Porter, no longer bitching, got the bitch's skirt unzipped about as fast. Together they got her Field-stripped and Ready in a couple seconds.



Yes, hell, yes!! I drank in that voluptuous body, the firm, swelling tits, the parted thighs – spread because of eager Jarheads holding her legs. But I am a student of human emotion, and I could see Ernestine was just asking for it. The screams were just for effect. As was the struggling.

Four men held her arms and legs down – and apart. Oh, that cunt! I've died and gone to Earth (think about it: when you're in Hell, the highest you can rise to is Earth). "Men," – I looked around. Lust-glazed eyes. Hands pulling open belts. Not a coherent thought in the room. – "I will never ask you to do something I would not do myself!"

I knelt between her legs, that appetizing pussy so close, so deliciously close! I spread her labia and pushed my tongue in deep. Oh, yes! Hot as a gun in the sun! And sweet. Like the ripe fruit I once ate before I joined the Marine Corps.



But excuse me, Ma'am, where are my manners! I licked and bit her cunt and flicked her clit with my tongue, and my hands reached up to give those great tits some good Gyrene gyrations. She yelped.



Is that pain or gratitude? I looked up.



Damn! Pfc. Vance had turned her head to the side and was pushing his cock into her mouth. "Suck it, bitch!"

One of the more eloquent speakers in the group.

He looked down at me, his corporal, the squad leader, with a sheepish expression. He had taken action without a direct order. "Dangerous act, Marine," I growled. "She could bite it off."

Nope. As I spoke, his big cockhead slid into her mouth, and in spite of tears that ran from her eyes and the horrified look on her face --- I saw sucking motions.

I went back to her cunt. Oh, so hot. Oh, so juicy. If only the Corps would assign a bitch like this to the squad! Complaints would drop to zero! I patted myself on the back: I was a real Lothario – she was wet, her cunt slobbering all over my mouth.

It's a shame. If I could share my god-given talents with the lesser men of the earth, the women of the world wouldn't stand a chance. But here I am, a World-Class concert fuckician stuck in a Marine uniform in a desert hole on the edge of the universe.

I turned back to my work of art: I could feel Ernestine tensing up, but I didn't want her to cum just yet. Oh, no, this was a symphony not a two-minute pop song. God, what a sight, her sexy, panting young body helpless, wide open, eager for our hungry, military dongs.

It was time. I'd made her ready.

Pfc. Vance, the sensitive one, lurched his hips, his rod gouged halfway down her throat.

"Don't suffocate her, you moron!" Watch me, a master at work.

I first massaged her tits, squeezing and pinching until the nipples stuck out like bullets. One hand rubbed her snatch, fingering her pussy lips, inserting two fingers.

I heard it. From deep inside her, a pleasured moan growled up around Pfc. Vance's manhood. It wasn't from joy in cocksucking. Vance hadn't showered in three days, and his body odor had been known to kill fleas.

That moan was for me. I had her where I wanted her. Her cunt muscles quivered over my fingers. She was enjoying it. I heard the theme song from "Star Wars" as I pushed my weapon straight into her twat, reveling in the hot, wet grip of Love.

I fucked her in Marine cadence – one, two, Three, FOUR! -- thrusting deeper and deeper into her dripping snatch, each time feeling her respond. The problem was that my hard prick in her steaming cunt took only part of her attention. She no doubt wanted to call words of encouragement to me, but she had a cock in her mouth.

Luckily Pfc. Vance had no self-control. In a minute or two he got his gun, and I looked up just in time to see him pull out of her mouth and spurt his man-juice over her face.

At last. "Hold her arms." Two men grabbed her, and I pulled out of her cunt to let her simmer while I worked on those appetizing breasts, squeezing them, licking them, sucking and biting. I wanted to set her ablaze with a roaring prairie-fire of foreplay. I moved up to straddle her, pushing my pole between those love-mountains, staring down as I squeezed the soft flesh against my happy pecker. "Nothing like tit-fucking, right, honey?"

But she said nothing. I looked up. That disrespectful little shit Pvt. Brown had put his crank in her mouth. Damn heathens. Should be watching and learning!

Fucking Ernestine's tits was a real treat, something I knew she didn't get from the man on the street, and I was really getting into it, humping away, when she arched up, trembling, a muffled scream gargling out from around Brown's Johnson. What?? She's cumming? Just from my cock between her—

I looked back. Pvt. Thoreson had stolen her orgasm from me! The insubordinate bastard had mounted her when I withdrew, and without a single ounce of artistry had hard-lunged her straight to climax.



Stupid bastard. It worked, though. Ernestine's eyes rolled up in her head, and she lolled on the desk like a drunk.

Well, no sooner did Thoreson push her over the edge than Brown went to town. In the throes of a hot climax, she gulped at his prick, and spurts of USMC jizz ran down the corners of her mouth.



Damn it! "Get out of the way, Brown! I want her mouth!"

I moved forward, but before I could push my torpedo in, as Thoreson backed out, Pvt. Kerberg shoved himself onto the desk beside her, grabbed her and rolled her up over him until he held her above him facing down at him, and he lunged his hard dong up into her slobbering snatch. He connected, and she let out a groan.



The stupid apes! They're sending her to ecstasy without my master's touch!!

That wasn't all. Pvt. Williams crawled up on the desk and mounted her from behind. She raised her head in a shriek. Jeez. Maybe never had it in the asshole before, a real old-fashioned girl.

She was helpless, pinioned between two big Jarhead cocks, one in each hole. I knew we were releasing her from her long loneliness – the glazed, fuck-drunk look in her eyes was gratitude enough.



But this is getting out of control! I was supposed to do her up right then turn her over to the troops! Fucking Gyrenes fuck up everything. I gave up and joined in the melee. I crawled up onto the desk (lucky the colonel had a big one), and kneeling at her head, I fed my throbbing dong slowly into her mouth. Yeah! She sucked me in like a Hoover, and I fingered her tits and pinched her nipples to remind her who I was. She let out a muffled moan. That's fine, baby. You're welcome.

About that time Pvt. Williams gnashed his teeth and groaned, and I knew her bumhole would be nice and slippery for the next guy. Sure enough, after a couple of afterglow thrusts, he pulled out . . . and Pfc. Vance crawled up there!



Hey, that bastard already had a helping! But I couldn't take the time for a reprimand. My testicles were signaling for me to come in for a home run. I was ready to shoot my load down her sweet little throat when Pfc. Vance lost his balance and fell forward against me, pushing me off the back of the desk!

"Goddamnit!" I came up ready to slug somebody, but then I saw the problem. That horny little bastard Rodriguez had crawled up behind Vance, and the little fucker had rammed his cock into her cunt right beside Kerberg's coming up from below!

It was a Guinness Record moment. When Vance reinserted into her butthole, she had three cocks between her legs at once – and her mouth was still available! While I stood in awe at the sight, Cramer shouldered past me and up onto the desk. "My turn, my turn," he giggled, the stupid bastard. "Oh, god, oh, god!"

"Hey!" But it was too late.

Cramer's funny penis – with an upward curve like a boomerang – sank into her throat, and her gargling sound said "Occupied." That's Cramer for you, the greedy bastard.



Hell, this is like the driver's license office. Where do I take a number?? I kicked the side of the desk. Damn, I shouldn't have brought the others.

But I was in the presence of greatness. Darnell and Collins stood on either side of her, and she jacked them both off. The horny bitch was taking six men at once!

It's demeaning for a squad leader to settle for a hand-job, so I waited until somebody finished. Oh, those heaving tits. Oh, that milk white skin – well, now that I look closer, it's more a "tanned" skin covered with a growing smear of white sperm.

Her eyes were closed. Couldn't blame her: Vance's chest wasn't much to look at. A few hairs and some acne. But she had clearly given up the struggle and was going with the flow. She licked his body whenever he got close.

First man to finish, aside from the jackees in either hand, was Kerberg. He let out a bellow, I saw his cream spurt back out of her cunt . . . and then he lay there quietly, enjoying the glow. Hey, dammit! Get out of there! My turn! But he couldn't crawl out from under. A woman on her hands and knees and three men were still above him.



Shit! How come me alla time??

When Rodriguez and Vance gave a Hoo-rah and chugged their loads into her, I thought my moment had finally come, but when the two idiots backed out, and Kerberg tried to crawl out from under, Ernestine lost her balance and fell off the side of the desk.

The side away from me, wouldn't you know.

Ernestine never hit the floor; she was caught by many eager, horny hands, and before I could do anything about it, the little ménage a – hell, what is six in French?



Six.

"Six"? How can that be? That's what it is in English!

Anyway, by the time I raced around to the other side of the desk, Ernestine, this time on her back, was entertaining Fairfield's schwanz up her ass, Hollyfield's and Turner's up her twat which by now must be stretched to a suitcase, and Chung grinned at me as he stuck his oriental banana down her throat. She reached out her hands for potential jerkoffs on either side, her left hand reaching out for me, but I had too much pride. Burton leaped in to take the grip.

I swore an oath to myself: when these barbarians finally finish vandalizing the neighborhood, I am going to order them to stand down, and then I am going to get what I deserve!

I gnashed my teeth, reduced to scraps from the banquet table, running my hands over her tits, pushing my groin against her side, tickling her cheek with my cockhead.

Damn, the bitch was horny. Cunt-juice ran out of her snatch with every stroke from her admirers, and still she sucked, jacked, counter-thrust, and panted. I was impressed. Who knew such a little nympho was in there?

I glanced down at the desk. Covered with slime. I gulped. I didn't know exactly how that could be produced as Exhibit A in a court, but it sure was a smoking gun.

Finally my time arrived. The six men she was servicing shot their loads in, on, around, and through her body, then backed away sweating and breathing hard. Peasants.

I waved everybody back like a conductor raising his baton. My pants down around my boot-tops, I stood over her, and Ernestine lay back, a jizz-covered angel, everything spread out, open, and dripping in welcome. She was still in an orgasm, calling out to me, begging me, dying to feel the Master's Cock. Oh, God, what a moment! I'll never forget this as long as I live!!
At that precise instant, Hollyfield barked, "Jesus Christ, it's the colonel!!"



What?? At this hour?? My whole life passed before my eyes. I rushed to the window. Sure enough, the Man's car was pulling into the parking lot, its tires crunching on the gravel. You cannot trust the motherfucking officers! Totally unpredictable! Aimless and wandering!

I snapped my fingers for silence and hissed, "He must be coming back for something he forgot!" I looked around, fighting panic. "Brezinski! Look out the window and give me updates! Everybody else! Grab mops and brooms!"

The squad ran to the broom closet and fetched the maintenance tools. Immediately they began cleaning – the late crew.

Brezinski hissed, "He's out of his car, reaching into the back seat for something! . . . Now he walking toward us!"

I beckoned to Vance. "C'mere! Look, man, no way can he miss the smell of cum and sex all over that desk. You gotta think up something to keep him from coming in here!"

He gave me a blank look.

"I've got to get rid of the bitch, so, goddamnit, you've got to think, man!"



Shit. It's like telling a penguin to fly.

But I had no choice. Pulling the still orgasmic Ernestine to her feet, I threw her over my shoulder and staggered out the back door of the quonset. As we sneaked out, I heard Vance's voice behind me: "Sorry, sir, can't go in there just yet. Toilet flooded over, and the shit spread out into your office. We're cleaning it up right now. We'll have it squared-up and military for you by tomorrow. Might smell a little of bleach, though."

Kerberg followed with Ernestine's clothes and purse. I found her Mercedes, opened the door, and shoehorned her into it. Naked. Purring. Cum still running down her legs. "Shit, she can't drive! She'll get a ticket for sperming up the highway! Help me get her around to the passenger side!"

Kerberg and I manhandled her around, then I jumped into the driver's seat (for the first time tonight, goddamnit!) I found her car keys in her purse and started the car, inching slowly away, praying to all the gods the colonel wouldn't spot us.

We made it. I drove her into town, and when she got her wits about her, she gave me the address of her apartment. As I parked her car, and we both got out, she covered herself with her coat. I had a long walk ahead of me. I would be lucky to be back in camp by sunrise.

Ernestine looked at me. "I can give you a ride back."

"Hey, thanks, that will solve my—"

"—tomorrow."

I got not a single minute of sleep that night. When I showed up for the formation the next morning, I was in terrible shape: exhausted, tousled, unshaven, sweaty.

But she gave me her number. And after every weekend from then on, I showed up at Monday formation like I had run a marathon the night before – which was true, in a way.

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Lanna was from a small mid-western town where she graduated with honors, was voted the outstanding woman graduate and was also queen of hearts her senior year.

Her qualifications led her to a university in the Midwest where she excelled in Pharmacy education and experimentation for the common cold virus.

She had vowed to be a virgin when she married. Her strict compliance seemed rather prudish to the university set, yet she held fast to her convictions and graduated with her virginity intact.

She had returned to her small town with her degree in hand only to find that the town had changed and that her high school boyfriend had joined the Marines and was twice decorated with the purple heart.

Jim had been the outstanding athlete at the school but went into the marines after graduation rather than taking a scholarship at the university. He was shipped directly into combat after his boot training and had been wounded in the left thigh by a sniper. His whole squad was killed by the same sniper and he was left for dead for two days until the allied lines moved up and discovered him lying by the dusty road nearly dead from the loss of blood.

He returned to the states, recuperated and was reassigned to an elite combat group. He saw action again and was wounded in the right shoulder while trying to protect his squad from an ambush by the Kong not more than a mile where he was hit before.

He returned to the states, recuperated and was promoted to sergeant, sent back to the front, where he distinguished himself by leading his squad to a successful overrun of the Kong and made a definite contribution to the end of the war.

It was just before he left for the last assignment that he accidentally met Lanna in the small town where they grew up. They were married just one day before he was recalled. They spent the night in a motel outside of the small town.

Lanna was astounded at the pain of their first sexual encounter. She was surprised that sex was so painful. She actually saw signs of blood on the bed after the first penetration. She figured that was when she lost her cherry, so to speak.

Jim had gotten out of the bed and hurried down the street to an all night pharmacy and returned with a tube of KY jelly. After a good lubrication, she delighted in the act of love. She actually wondered why she had waited. It was, without a doubt, the most wonderful feeling she had ever witnessed, even with the initial pain.

Jim lamented at their short honeymoon, but suggested she move to Fort Lagune where most of the marine wives lived. There she would be with other women who were in the same situation.

It was there that the story actually begins.

When Lanna arrived at the Fort, she was met by a guard.

"I'm sorry, mam but you cannot come on the base without proper identification," he told her brusquely.

Jim had prepared her for such an occasion.

"Would you please call Captain Elliot?" she ordered, more than just asking.

The guard retreated into the small shack and returned quickly. "Captain Elliot will be here in just a few minutes," he informed her. "He will take care of you!"

It seemed like a short minute before Captain Elliot arrived.

Lanna took in a deep breath. Captain Elliot was a handsome man. His dark eyes and square jaw was emphasized by his short, crew cut, jet black hair. His broad shoulders and trim waist was muscular and well shaped. His stocky build was supported by very muscular, well proportioned legs. He strode to the gate house with great dignity . The guard snapped too instantly.

"I am Captain Elliot," he directed his attention toward Lanna.

Lanna's breath caught again. His deep voice of authority resonated in her.

"I am Lanna Marshall. Jim told me to get in touch with you," she managed to say.

"Call me Abe," he said grinning, his white teeth glistening between his full lips.

Lanna and the guard were taken aback by his off handed remark. She knew that first names were very rare in the military, especially the Marines.

He laughed. "I guess you were not expecting me to be black," he said.

Lanna nodded her head in the affirmative. "I didn't expect you to be so gorgeous either," she thought.

He turned to the guard. "I will attend to her," he said.

Lanna's heart stopped for a beat. "I sure hope so," she thought.

"Thank you!" she exclaimed instead.

He escorted her to a drab green car with a big star on the side. He held the door for her gallantly. "I will show you to your apartment. It is in a small complex made just for overseas spouses. I believe you will like it."

Lanna could barely keep her eyes on the road as they traveled toward the complex. Abe had taken her by surprise and she was enamored by his stature and her heart beat rapidly when he addressed her. "God, he is handsome," she lamented silently.

They stopped beside a large building and Lanna could see several women sitting in chairs and relaxing on chaise lounges.

"This is the main building," his voice boomed. "I think you might like one of the smaller apartments just down the road," he suggested. "They are a little less busy than the ones in this building. I know there is one available."

Lanna smiled.

His return smile melted her. "Thank you!" she exclaimed with a rush.

He escorted her into the large building where she signed some papers and was given an envelope with several twenty dollar bills inside. Ten to be exact.

She noticed how several of the women watched them. She knew they were jealous and smiled her brightest smile at them.

Abe, as he insisted she call him, escorted her to her new apartment. He opened the doors to the rooms and told her the apartment was one of the best on base.

"You will not need any money except for incidentals," he told her. "The camp PX is just down the road. You will find that most things there are pennies on the dollar. The large building we just left has 3 different restaurants in it and it is free with your pass, as it is with most things here on base." He handed her a plastic badge. "I would be pleased to show you around as soon as you get settled.

Lanna looked down at her suit case. He had carried it into the bed room and they were standing by the bed.

"I am ready now!" she said, her voice slightly husky.

"Good! I will escort you to your first dinner and then we will take a tour of the base. I am pleased to be in company with such a beautiful woman," he added with a smile.

Lanna managed a croaking, "Thank you!" Her face felt hot and her legs trembled slightly.

Abe took her hand and led her down the walk and into the large building they had visited before. He led her down a hall and into a very large, but eloquent, room.

A marine snapped a salute. "Where would you like to sit, sir?" he asked.

Abe looked at Lanna. "Beside the dance floor?" he asked of her.

Lanna nodded.

When they were seated, a bevy of women at the next table nodded and greeted Abe with, " Good evening, Sir!"

Lanna knew she was queen for the night.

It was getting dark when they exited the restaurant. The small band that had played while they ate could be heard as they strolled down the walk toward her apartment.

"Would you like to change into something more comfortable?" he asked as they turned toward her door. "We will be doing quite a bit of walking."

Lanna smiled. She gripped his strong arm and nodded. "Thank you!" she said softly.

She left the door to the bedroom open slightly while she changed. She found a blouse and pair of tight fitting slacks in the suit case and quickly pulled them on. She purposely omitted her bra. She stepped into a pair of comfortable deck shoes all the while talking to him through the open door.

He whistled softly when she entered the living room, where he was standing. "You are beautiful!" he exclaimed in his booming voice.

She felt the flush of her face and the trembling in her knees. "Thank you. You are quite handsome yourself!" she exclaimed before she could stop herself.

His gleaming smile made her blush even more.

He took her by the elbow and escorted her out the door and down to the drab car. "We will take a drive tonight. Tomorrow I will show you all the little tricks of living on the base."

Lanna caught him looking at her legs as she slipped into the seat. Her skirt rode up on her legs. She inched it up higher while he walked around the car.

They drove around the base. He explained the things as they passed. One time when he was showing her a building on his side of the car, she moved over and rubbed against him in pretense of trying to get a better look. She heard his intake of breath when he realized she was braless.

He quickly drove back to her apartment.

"Would you like to come in for a few moments?" she asked coyly.

Abe followed her into the apartment, his eyes watching her swing her posterior for his benefit.

"I don't have anything to offer you yet," she said. "I have just gotten here."

He smiled. "Just being with you is quite enough," he said huskily.

"OH??? I am the one that is beholden," she said, her voice deep and sensual.

Abe took her arm and turned her toward him. "May I??" he asked.

Lanna tilted her head up toward him.

Their mouths met.

Lanna trembled in delight as he kissed her passionately.

"I should not have done that," he said as they separated.

"Yes you should have," Lanna said brashly. "And if you don't continue, I will be very unhappy."

They kissed again. Lanna could hear the din of men marching and orders barking outside.

She felt Abe's manhood press against her belly. She sighed deeply at the contact. Her eyes widened when he released her and stepped back. The bulge was huge and quite evident.

His hand found her breast through her blouse and massaged it gently.

She trembled in excitement as he unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her firm, mountainous globes. Her nipples were ridgid and hard. The dark oriole emphasized the large, white mountains in his dark brown hands.

She moaned her agreement as he softly caressed her tits. His hands went to her skirt. He found the buttons on the side and quickly unfastened them, allowing her skirt to float down her long legs to her feet.

His gasp of pleasure rattled in the room. He grasped her bikini panties and pushed them down with her skirt.

Lanna groaned her delight when his large, auburn finger entered her hot pussy and flicked the tender bud. Her body shook with desire as he lifted her in his strong arms and carried her toward the bed room and lay her gently on the soft bed.

The squall of the bed and the heavy breathing echoed in the room as he quickly undressed, moved onto the bed and pressed his long ebony cock against her nearly virgin cunt lips.

Lanna sighed when she felt the thick head of his ebony cock slip between her cunt lips.

Her eyes grew wide as he gently but firmly pressed his cock into her inch by inch, each stroke driving deeper and deeper into her. She could not resist watching as his ebony cock slipped in and out of her blond covered cunt. The contrast drove her wild. She began to meet his every stroke with an even greater lunge herself. She tried desperately not to swoon. Her grunts of pleasure only stimulated Abe further.

He began to sweat and growl deeply. He felt his orgasm building in his balls. With a groan, he spewed into her violently.

Lanna felt the load bludgeon deep into her. Her head rocked back and forth in ecstasy. Suddenly she felt something inside of her she had never felt before. Her stomach trembled violently. She gasped loudly at her own orgasm. Her heart pounded furiously as she came. She watched as her own cum mingled with his between them.

Abe sighed deeply and rolled from between her legs. "You are a great fuck!" he growled. His cock was rapidly becoming limp. He smiled at the naked woman in the bed beside him.

"Please don't stop!" Lanna begged, her naked body trembling from the excruciating joy she felt.

"I am spent," he answered softly, "but I will be back for more later." With that he dressed and left.

Lanna silently sobbed. "I hope not to much later," she said to the empty apartment.

Chapter 2

Lanna awoke the next morning to reveille being sounded over the camp. She looked at the clock. "Six AM in the morning," she groaned and rolled from the bed. She had barely dressed when Abe knocked on the door.

"Chow time," he said brightly.

He escorted her to the large building again. They found a table where several other women were eating.

When they finished Abe arose. "I have some unexpected business so I will have to leave you with these lovely women," he said. "I will call you as soon as I can." He tipped his hat and left.

"I'm Rose Bartlett," one of the women volunteered.

"Sherry Adams," another said.

"Jerry Sundman," another added.

"I'm Lanna Marshall," The name sounded unfamiliar to her. She smiled at her thoughts as they walked slowly from the hall. Jim Marshall!! She had nearly forgotten she was married to him.

"You seem to have landed the prize stud," Rose said, almost angrily. "I would give anything if Captain Elliot looked at me like he does you," she confided.

Lanna coughed. "I don't know what you mean," she stammered.

"He is the pride of the base. At least among the women here," Sherry admitted. "Every woman on the base has tried to bed him. It gets lonesome here without a man!"

Lanna gasped.

"She is blushing," Jerry laughed.

"Did he get in your pants?" Rose asked loudly.

Lanna gasped again.

"You would be first if he did. None of us have had any luck with him."

Lanna began to grin. "We just talked," she lied. "He was a complete gentleman."

"Damn!" Rose shouted. "We all wanted someone to break into his icy nature. We have heard he is hung like a horse. Every woman on the base has tried to seduce him."

"You all are wicked," Lanna laughed. "Abe is a very nice man."

"Oh ho! So now it is Abe," Sherry chuckled. "Maybe he has met his match. He seems very interested in you!"

Lanna liked the attention. "Maybe," she grinned.

"You have to come to our little get together tonight," Rose insisted. "Maybe if you invite, as you call him, Abe, he will join in."

The other women smiled and chuckled softly.

Lanna looked perplexed. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"If you can get Abe to come, you will be forever in our debt," Sherry supplied.

"We just try to keep the men from getting lonely," Rose added.

"How do you do that?" Lanna asked sincerely.

"Oh we just sit and talk and maybe dance some," Jerry answered. "Just good holsum fun."

Lanna nodded her head. "That is nice of you," she said.

The others chuckled softly.

"Even if Abe won't come, you certainly should. You look like you need some entertainment so you won't miss your husband so much," Rose told her.

"I will pick you up right after dinner tonight. If the good Captain wants to come, bring him along," Sherry told her as they neared Lanna's apartment.

Lanna busied herself with unpacking and getting settled into her apartment. The day passed quickly. A call from Abe perked her up.

"I will stop and take you to Dinner," he said.

Lanna felt her stomach jump. "I will be ready," she said.

She dressed in a very low cut dress that emphasized her cleavage. It was quite tight across her buns. She knew he would like it.

He smiled widely when he noticed her attire. "You are terrific," he said. "And you don't look bad either," he joked.

Lanna laughed.

Sherry, Jerry and Rose ambushed them at the door.

"We are glad to see Captain Elliot with you," they said in unison.

Lanna introduced them and Abe, or rather Captain Elliot. He smiled and accepted their invitation to dine with them.

He was quite pleased when they invited him to attend their little get together. "I have heard you are doing a very good thing, keeping the men's morale up and all," he told them.

They ate quickly, all of them smiling and winking at each other.

Rose took the lead. "Follow me up stairs to the dance hall," she said, grabbing Abe's arm and nearly dragging him.

The room had several men in uniform that snapped a quick salute when Captain Elliot entered.

"At ease men," he said. "Just consider me one of you tonight." he added gracefully.

Lanna noticed the soft music coming from the record player.

Rose tugged Abe to the dance floor and began dancing with him.

Lanna was rather perturbed at Rose for stealing her date but sat idly by through the music.

Abe returned smiling. "That Rose is some dancer," he said heartily. I am the worst dancer ever but she made me feel right at home."

Rose laughed. "I just aim to please," she said, winking at the other women.

Lanna felt a slight tug at her heart. Rose was quite pretty and her red hair emphasized her white skin. Her abrupt, take over attitude caused Lanna to take a dislike to her, but when Abe bent over and whispered, "Not nearly as much fun as you though," she set back and began to enjoy the music.

Sherry and Jerry took their turn with Abe. They all came back laughing and praising him for his skill in dancing. Lanna could see they were sucking up to him and began to enjoy their banter.

Lanna noticed several of the couples were leaving. She nudged Rose. "Where are they all going?" she asked after the room was nearly empty.

"Black Rock!" she said brusquely.

"I don't understand?" Lanna said inquiry.

"Later!" Rose said briefly.

A few of the stragglers walked to where they were sitting. It was not long before Sherry and Jerry left with a couple of the men.

Soon it was just Lanna, Rose, Abe and three other men left.

Rose began to get loud. "Anyone want to see my famous strip tease dance?" she shouted over the music.

The men began to clap in unison. "Go Rose!" they shouted as she walked toward the stage.

Rose began to undulate and roll her hips to the sound of the music. She slowly removed her blouse, revealing a shelf type bra. Her tits were large and the bra held them up for all to see.

A round of applause arose. She shook her breasts. They trembled on the shelf bra. Next she unfastened her skirt and let it fall around her feet. She deftly kicked it aside and danced around the stage clad only in her bikini panties and bra.

The men, including Abe roared their approval.

She unfastened the bra and her huge tits shimmied and shook as she danced.

"Go Rose!" came the chant from the men. Lanna was getting into the swing of things and began to chant with them.

Suddenly Rose was naked except for her high healed shoes. Her brilliant red hair was not only on her head. She was shaved except for a patch just above her pussy lips.

The men went wild. Lanna shouted her approval. Rose sat down on the stage and spread her legs, giving everyone a complete view of her slit.

The men rushed at her. She quickly clamored to her feet and took turns lifting her tits to the men's mouths. "Kiss and lick but don't bite!" she shouted at them, laughing loudly as they devoured her tits.

Abe held back. "She is quite a strip tease artist," he growled softly as he watched the others grabbing and fondling Rose's body.

She squealed in delight when one of the larger Marines clasped her ass globes in his hands and lifted her off the floor. "Don't damage the merchandise," she squealed happily.

Rose noticed Abe. He was smiling but not entering into the fray. Rose shoved the men away and strode toward Abe. "Come on, big boy. Rank has it's privileges. You can be first to take Rose to bed!" she shouted.

The men all booed her and shouted.

Rose smiled at Lanna. "You don't mind if I fuck him, do you?" she said crassly.

Lanna gasped. Rose was actually going to allow the men to gang bang her.

"Yes! ER No! ER that is!" she stammered as Rose began to unfasten Abe's shirt while sitting on his lap.
"My! You are as big as they say," Rose giggled wriggling on his hard cock. "I thought it was just a rumor."

Abe glanced at Lanna. He was clearly enjoying the attention.

Lanna began to laugh. "Come on, big boy. Show them what you have." She began to help Rose undress the Captain.

The other men had crowded around them and began to remove their own clothes.

Lanna felt hands on her dress. She looked up to find a very nice looking younger man naked in front of her. His cock was hard and standing at attention. She grasped it with her hand and stroked it gently. She felt her clothing being removed and tried to help them by standing up

Rose even whistled and shouted her encouragement.

Abe was standing on one side and the handsome boy on the other.

She felt the men finish undressing her. She was sure that they would enjoy a little kiss so she took their cock in her hand and bent to kiss the tip.

She was elated at the response. Both men lifted her to her feet. She gasped when she felt the hard cock press against her ass.

"Relax and enjoy," Abe whispered softly.

Lanna relaxed her ass globe muscles. The hard cock popped into her sphincter. She felt the almost identical pain she had felt when her husband had first put his cock in her cunt. She was elated to find that the same sensation existed as then. She soon found it to be very zestful and filled her with emotions she had never perceived before. It was nearly as good as having that monster in her cunt. She growled her acceptance. "YES!" she lamented. "That feels wonderful! Don't stop!"

The men were surprised at her exclamations. They smiled as she responded to their sumptuous ability to satisfy her carnal nature.

She was more than willing to take their spewing cum and drink of the nectar. She held her pussy lips closed with her hand to keep from spewing her own cum prematurely. She felt so completely satisfied she wanted to keep their cocks in her forever.

The men were glad to oblige. They decided to give her the benefit of more than just one cock inside her.

She was delighted at the feeling. Her ass and her cunt spasmed as they moved in and out of her. She squealed her delight as the two cocks rubbed together inside her, separated only by the thin membrane. Her delighted squeals brought the men to a thunderous orgasm. Her body trembled as she met their orgasms with a huge orgasm of her own. "OH MY GOD YESSS!" She hissed loudly.

Their simotainious orgasm spewed like a fountain and drenched each one liberally.

Rose was discouraged when Abe left her in favor of Lanna but she still had the other men to take care of her. She was eager and willing to let them take her in any way they wanted.

It seemed like just minutes but the hours flew by. One of the marines shouted, "fifteen minutes until taps!"

The men disengaged themselves from their respective cunts and asses and dressed on the run.

Abe was the only one left behind. "I don't have to be checked in at taps," he explained as he watched the other men leave in a hurry.

Lanna was disappointed but she knew other orgies remained. She had whispered her address to every one of the marines and told them to visit her when they had some spare time. She was sure she would see them all again. Her pussy quivered with delight at the thought. She was delighted at her new discoveries. She wanted as many men to fuck her as possible. Each one was a delight and she felt very good to be part of their moral building.

She even enjoyed watching Abe with Rose.

Abe seemed to be fascinated by her red hair and licked her cunt with gusto.

Rose spewed her orgasm into his mouth. He coughed and sputtered as he drank from her spewing cunt.

Lanna felt another of her own orgasms rising as she watched.

Chapter 3

Lanna was amazed at how the word had gotten around so quickly. She had barely gotten her breakfast eaten and returned to her apartment when there was a knock on the door.

A very handsome Marine was standing on one foot and then the other. "I understand you are willing to help me with my moral?" he asked shyly.

Lanna was taken aback for a few moments. She suddenly realized what he was asking. She smiled broadly. "Why not?" she thought . "Come in," she said to the very shy acting Marine. Lanna watched him in the mirror as he sat down on the couch and fumbled with his hat. She grinned and sat down beside him. "I hope you aren't too homesick," she said softly.

"I miss my girlfriend an awful lot," he replied. "We were just getting to really know one another."

"By, just getting to know one another, do you mean you were having sex?" Lanna asked.

The Marine looked down at his shoes. "UGH Yes!" he said and blushed slightly.

"And you miss that?" she asked.

He blushed again. "Yes!"

"I think I can help you," she said softly. She began to unfasten his shirt and unzipped his pants. His cock was already hard. She grinned. Her hand found his hard cock. "My, how nice and hard it is," she whispered. She stroked it gently.

His groan of pleasure excited her. "Would you like to fuck me?" she asked bluntly.

"YES!" he nearly shouted.

Lanna pulled her panties down and lay back on the couch. He mounted her furiously. His orgasm was large. He nearly didn't get his cock into her until he came. He coughed and sputtered as his spunk filled her hot cavern.

He suddenly stopped and withdrew his softening cock. He stood and looked at her. "Thank you!" he said as he started to button his shirt and zip his pants.

Lanna nearly cried. "You aren't through?" she asked, almost demanded.

"I'm sorry but I have to be on duty in half an hour," he said as he headed toward the door.

Lanna was about to lash out at him when someone knocked on the door. She quickly pulled her panties on and shoved him ahead of her toward the door.

When she opened the door she was surprised to find Rose, Jerry and Sherry standing at the door.

William, she had noticed his name on his shirt, nodded to them as he left.

"He was just helping me get some things settled in," Lanna said.

"He could help me by getting something settled in me," Rose said laughing.

Lanna blushed.

Rose laughed. "He fucked you, didn't he?" she burst.

Lanna blushed more.

"Well now," Rose said grinning. "We just were wondering if you would be willing to host a party since you have the biggest apartment." she continued. "We will do all the preparations, if you will just let us use your apartment.

Lanna looked at the other two women. They were eagerly awaiting her answer.

"Say you will!" Sherry begged. "We promise you won't regret it. We will supply all the food and drink."

"And the men," Jerry added.

Lanna looked at Jerry. She smiled and laughed. "OK, but bring plenty of men."

They all laughed hilariously.

The four women went about the day, getting things ready and calling and searching for the right number of things especially the men.

Chapter 4

That evening was the turning point in Lanna's brief sexual experience.

There were two men for every woman. The women had been carefully selected and were all very pretty and lusty. Most of their husbands had been gone for six to nine months and they were ready for anything.

The four musketeers, as they called themselves, were elated with the turnout. They decided since the turnout was two to one, that each woman would be allowed to choose the two they wanted to be paired with. It was fun to see the men jockey for their turn to be selected. It turned into a naked orgy as each man tried to better the other. Soon it became a game of who would fuck whom first. Lanna was pleased to be selected first in almost all the men's desires. She found herself being fucked by one after the other.

She delighted in the number she fucked, trying to select the best of the numbers. To her dismay they all seemed extremely delightful in their own way.

She decided that the best was having them all fuck her. She realized that fucking each was a patriotic gesture on the women's part and they should continue to keep the moral of the entire base up by fucking the lonely marines. She especially liked the long, black cocks.

She found that the white men seemed to enjoy fucking her in every conceivable way but found Jerry the most enterprising.

She, therefore, allowed him to come see her anytime, day or night. They would fuck often and long. She became enamored by his variations on fucking.

His long cock felt extremely good in her cunt, filling her with deep, thrilling emotions. His cock fit in every orifice magnificently.

It soon became apparent that he was the best fuck on base, he undoubtedly was the best cunt licker there with maybe one exception, that being Abe. Abe's long tongue brought her to a huge orgasm every time. He drank of her hot sweet cum on many occasions.

It was not long before Lanna became the hottest fuck on base. She was in demand all day and all night and would fuck for hours and hours, one after the other. She estimated she could fuck as many as six an hour and still have time to enjoy each one.

She delighted in seeing each one drive his cock into her and sometimes two or three at a time. Her mouth and ass seemed to satisfy their fondest dreams and she enjoyed it all.

She became the pride of the Marine Corps. Her moral boosting caught on and before long the other women were taking their turn to help the moral of the entire Marine Corps. Their husbands were delighted to find their wives so willing to fuck when they returned, not knowing just how that had came about, but not really caring as long as they were satisfied. That is how the Marines became known as the "Best fucking Organization in the Military".

Abe became the commander of the base and made sure that the women were well taken care of, especially the red headed Rose but more especially the blond Lanna!

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A young women returns to her hometown and uses her erotic charms to wreak revenge on her ex boyfriend and best friend the week of their impending wedding.

I emerged from the shower with the moisture still trickling over my body, naked except for the fluffy white towel wrapped around my bust line. I had been planning this weekend for a long time; I wanted everything to be right. I opened my suitcase and surveyed the strategically sexy underwear I had chosen to bring with me to enhance my plan. A myriad of colours and fabrics confronted me, with an emphasis on silk and satin with tinges of lace. There were masses of sexy little panties with pretty-floral designs and a range of styles from bikini to G-strings. I pulled out a purple silk V string panty with lace trim, the shiny diaphanous silk so sheer as to be almost transparent. Memories of being fondled whilst wearing them flooded my imagination, as eager fingers had caressed my moistening pussy beneath the sheer shiny silk.

I need a hipster panty to go with the ultra short-black skirt I was to wear so I toss it back in the drawer and rummage for the appropriate article. Hipsters are a relatively new item requiring us to reline our knickers drawers so we can wear hipster skirts and jeans. I don't like G-strings much and prefer the feel of fine silk stretched across my ass and I know my partners do too. It gives a hint of what lies underneath, the warmth the feel, the contour and the silk stretched tightly across it wraps the gift temptingly. I reach for red satin bikini panties. They still have the crisp newness about them. Lush satin string bikini with a trace of lace around the leg and across the top of the tiny triangle covering my pussy. They are distinctive enough to be recognised, and that was important, I thought to myself. Mmmmmmm I slide my legs into them hurriedly, stretch them across my hips, smoothing them over my ass, and adjust the straps so they sit on my hip comfortably. I love the feel of the warm skin under my palm as I smooth the fabric against my curves and glance in the mirror in approval they look as good as they feel.

I absently touch myself and feel my freshly shaved pussy beneath them. I am almost tempted to moisten them myself. I resist the temptation and rummage through the tangle of bras for the matching red satin bra. It is exquisite. I loved it the first time I wore it, plunging low in the front, uplifting and shaping my small pert breasts, delicious fragments of satin and delicately placed lace. I snap it into place and adjust my tits until they feel comfortable and take advantage of the display. I smile at the form in the mirror and touch my nipples lightly until an outline appears. Mmmmmmm the satin feels good to touch! I reach for my tight black hipster skirt and wiggle into it until it sits tempestuously on my curvaceous hips. The slightest hint of red panty string visible and the contour of my slender waist visible and showing my diamond studded bellybutton decorating the smooth flat stomach. The transparent fine black gauze top shows the sexy red bra beneath and plunges low to clasp my exposed cleavage. I adjust my undergarments beneath knowing they will send the message that they are begging to be touched, aching to be caressed and provide opportunities for eye-candy for all my male onlookers.

I had known Jane since I was in grade school; we had been close friends all through high school and had countless slumber parties and marathon phone gossip sessions. Through our adolescence we fantasised about the same movie and pop stars even masturbated together, although sex was our point of departure. As Jane lost her virginity early at sixteen becoming something of a sex addict and fucked most of the desirable older guys and guys our age around town. I was a slower developer, later bloomer. Sex with Jane was quite distinctive; she always left a ravenous love bite on her lover's neck. Jane and I talked a lot about her sexual appetite became legendary and she encouraged me to eventually lose my virginity with a cute guy shortly after my eighteenth birthday. I didn't turn into the kind of sex addict that she was I simply fell hopelessly in love with Brad the first cock that I had allowed to penetrate my tight young pussy.

Part of the reason for my later development than Jane's was indeed due to my petite physique and slower physical development. Whilst at 15 Jane had the kind of tits that guys gawk at and the kind of long legs, blond hair and curves that guys drool over I was petite and bust-less until I was eighteen and because of my interest in sport and athletics basically a skinny tit-less girl. By eighteen, though my slender figure and nubile breasts developed into pleasant and attractive lumps that could be pressed into a small but attractive cleavage. Nowadays I can finally fit a 34B cup and so what started as slender and shapeless is now able to attract a fair share of attention from men.

Anyway where Jane and I fell out was when she began fucking my boyfriend Brad. He had been the first sex I had ever had and for three months we fucked like rattlers every day, every chance we got. I learnt about what he liked and learned to use my mouth, hands and pussy to drive him into a frenzy of sexual activity each day. He had learnt to use his hands and mouth effectively and I experienced hot orgasms regularly and thought they were love. Jane had always flirted with him but she did that with everyone. It was an idyllic teen romance until one afternoon after University, I called in on her and noticed Brad's car in the driveway. I let myself in the backdoor as I had for years and caught Brad with Jane in a doggie position his hand squeezing her huge tits pumping his cock into her from behind, screaming 'OH God you feel so good.' while she screamed the house down in a wild orgasm begging him to fuck her harder and deeper. On Brad's neck was the mark of Jane, a huge love bite that she had obviously given him when they first started fucking earlier that day. I burst into tears and ran from the house shivering and shaking with rage and hurt swearing I would get revenge on them both.

I feigned forgiveness and friendship with them again a few months later as they became boyfriend and girlfriend which was a first for Jane, and then my family moved to another state where I completed my degree and discovered my own sexual appetite amongst the boys in my new town, the university and the clubs of a big city.

At 24, I had grown up a lot physically and mentally and in returning to my old hometown to visit my relatives on the very week that Brad and Jane had planned to wed. I managed to invite myself to a party they were having and also visit her family before the party earlier in the day and this is the story of what happened early that day and later into the night at the party. I have deliberately only outlined briefly what happened in the early encounters to give the reader a sense of the speed and urgency that was involved. So please forgive the shallowness of the descriptions as they were indeed shallow and rapid encounters. These are not the main point of this story but mere teasers leading to a more detailed climax.

Jane's father was a handsome looking older man whose reputation for womanising was not dissimilar to his daughter's own love of sex. As I knocked at the door of his home I thought of the times he had cast his lecherous eye at me in my early teens. I smiled secretly to myself thinking how easy it would be to seduce him. He answered the door and looked surprised to see me even though I had spoken to him on the phone only an hour or so before. What he was surprised at was just what a hot young woman I had become in my absence from the town and how I was dressed to enhance that.

'Wow you really have grown up, haven't you?' He said as he greeted me. I leaned forward to give him a daughterly peck and so he could peek down my low cut top. ' I use to have such a crush on you when I was a little girl.' I lied. 'Come in I was just working down in the workshop. Would you like to see some of my lathe work? You use to like it as a kid.' He asked. I knew he had quite a seduction pad set up in his 'workshop' and many a young woman in the town had been introduced to his 'tools' out he back of his house. He seemed surprised that I was coming along with him and kept scanning my short skirt and bare midriff each time he turned around. When I entered the workshop, I went immediately to the long cylindrical shaped wood turning that sat on the lathe. 'This is interesting Mr. Hope, its so smooth and shiny.' I traced an outline with my fingers and hand across the wood turning as if it was a huge cock and I could see he was getting very turned on by the lump in his pants. 'I meant it when I said I had a crush on you when I was a teenager.'

He moved toward me. 'God you're a little tease.' He said as he moved behind me. ' Does that mean you want me then?' I purred and felt his body slide behind me and press against my ass. I shimmied my ass seductively against the rising lump in his shorts, took one of his hands, and guided it to my breast. He pinched the nipple roughly through the fine fabric and it became hard under his touch. I could feel my panties growing damper as he pressed more urgently against me. His other hand slid under my skirt and began massaging the front of my panties and feeling the seeping moisture emanating from my excited pussy. I felt my skirt hoist up to my hipline and the outline of his thick cock against my satin clad ass. He was good at this and in moments, I began to pant and shiver as he fingered my clit and sent shivers through me that built in intensity until I was moaning and cumming.

All the time he whispered hot sexy phrases in my ear and kissed my neck, fondling my tit and nipple sensuously. 'You're such a hot, wet little girl. You want my cock inside you don't you. Beg for it! Beg me to fuck you, you hot little slut.' I reached behind and felt the thick cock that had risen beneath layers of cotton. I unzipped his fly, liberated it from its confines, and let him rub it against the shiny satin fabric stretched across my ass. He could feel the growing wetness there. I massaged his cock until his groans became loud and excited.

'On the contrary darling you can't wait for my tight wet pussy, can you? There's only a fragment of wet satin separating you from the tightest hottest pussy you've ever had. Do you want my pussy?' I teased as I pumped his shaft and slid the tip over the wet satin fabric. 'Oh God I want you.' He shouted.

I turned and kissed him wetly guiding him back to the large sofa where he lay back expectantly as I helped him remove his pants. I stood back and peeled down my skirt, removed my top and bra and let him drink in my firm round figure naked except for a tiny pair of v-string panties. I straddled him grasping his now engorged cock with both hands as he fondled my tits. I slid my panties aside and let his cock tip touch the wetness that lay beneath. I dripped wetness down his shaft and he moaned helplessly thrusting forward to enter me urgently. I let his tip part my moist lips and then felt him slide into my tight wet hole until all of him was inside me. I ground against him tightening my pelvic floor muscles so I was impossibly tight and juice rolled down his shaft.

I began to shiver and moan as the effect of his throbbing cock inside me began to caress my pussy inside in a way that I love to feel. I rode him at a pace that would bring me off in minutes and in a short time, my frenzied bouncing and his urgent thrusts built to a climax and I slumped forward as he continued to thrust at me as I orgasmed violently. As his hands cupped my ass and tit, I kissed him wildly and in the midst of the wildest part of my climax, I sucked at his neck like a hungry vampire biting him and digging my nails into his back.

The furious fucking that took place then was a blur of blood curdling screams and wild energetic thrusting, moans and shivers that took us both as I came repeatedly and his orgasm built to frenzied proportions until he finally exploded inside me screaming 'Oh God that feels so good, you're so delicious, so tight so fucking hot. OHHHHHHHHHHH!' his hot cock shot loads into my eager pussy and he lay exhausted by it, completely spent. The violent red love bite that marked his neck throbbing in unison with his over excited body like a beacon of desire. I kissed him sweetly and excused myself letting him have time to rest as I dressed and went up to the house.

Jane's brother Jason was in the kitchen when I returned from the workshop. We greeted each other like old friends do he was barely eighteen and we talked about his work as an apprentice mechanic and his recent relationship with the sister of an old friend. Rachel was from a fundamentalist background and like her older sister, Rebecca, who I had been to school with, was no doubt saving everything she had for her wedding night. I joked with Jason about it and he confided how frustrated he was by the complete lack of sexual contact he had with her apart from heavy petting with no touching. It was like he was asking my advice and as we talked I noticed he was getting agitated and constantly looking at my low cut neckline and scanning my over short skirt which had ridden up as I sat on the kitchen footstools. He would be an easy target and most likely a virgin.' I thought.

'You like my tits don't you Jason.' I teased. He looked embarrassed. 'Do you want to touch them?' he looked embarrassed but nodded his head and I took his hand and guided it to my tit, as he fondled I leaned forward and kissed him. 'You want me don't you?' He moaned appreciatively as I slid my hand across the thickening cock in his pants. He kissed me like a wild man panting and squeezing my tits hard as I fondled his cock.

'Follow me.' I purred and as I left the kitchen I slid of my skirt, removed my top and bra once more and left a trail of clothing leading into the lounge room. He too ripped off his clothes and followed excitedly.

'Am I your first?' I whispered as I pressed my moist lips against his thick cock and began to suck him. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, my lips slid across them as he moaned in ecstasy. Then I sidled up to his face and kissed him as I continued to fondle his engorged cock. I took his hand to my panty and guided him inside the leg elastic until he felt my wet folds, showing him how I liked to be touched. Still hot from my recent orgasms my excitement rose quickly and in moments I was shivering and he felt the wetness drizzles onto his fingers as I came.

'Do you want to be inside me?' All he could do was moan as I pulled my panties off and spread my legs and he nestled his thick cock at my opening. The wetness that greeted him and the tightness that enveloped his throbbing cock was overbearing. 'Fuck me hard!' I panted into his ear. His cock entered me slowly and deeply savouring the wonder of the tight wet velvet interior of his first woman's pussy. He shivered and moaned ecstatically and I felt his skin slap at mine urgently, I kissed and nibbled his ear and neck. He cupped my ass with his hand and thrust in me hard and fast as his climax came on him fast and hard. I bit his neck and scratched at his back drawing blood as I too came with the intensity of his wild eager ripe thrusts.

As I bit him, we exploded in unison, his cock pumping an eternity of repressed adolescent cum into my eager pussy. He screamed out how much he loved me a mistake that even I had made when confusing hot orgasms with love. 'You just love my pussy darling. ' I panted as he thrust wildly at me triggering repeated orgasms until we both lay quite exhausted on the sofa stroking each other. I dressed once more and asked to use the shower, which is where I was when Jane came home from work. She greeted me and dressed in my bra top and skirt first making a show of slipping my distinctive red satin panties on last.

'Nice knickers, girls.' She commented and I smiled knowing that the next time she saw them she would know they were mine. We went to the lounge and talked about old times, the party, who was going to be there that I knew and wedding celebrations. Jason and Jane's Dad had both disappeared somewhere and I feigned ignorance as to their whereabouts. Jane and I seemed like old friends again.

Jane went out using her father's car to pick up some alcohol and some people for an hour or so and that was when I had another opportune moment for revenge. Brad arrived and like the other men earlier today he too had more than a passing interest in my more overt virtues. Somehow we ended up outside near Jane's old Volkswagen and it wasn't long before talk and flirting became full throttle tease. We kissed and he pressed against me barely controlling himself from fucking me right there against her car door.

'Oh God you're hot Verity.' He panted at me. We had made all kinds of 'it isn't right' excuses and I was so blatant about him fucking me then and there that I pressed against the swollen cock that grew in his pants and wrapped my legs around him as we kissed unabated by guilt or restraint. I unzipped him, took his cock to the front of my panties, and ran the tip across it as he moaned appreciatively. I had always been great at giving him hand-jobs and although he wanted to be inside me, this is what I planned to do. I slid my fingers tightly over his swollen cock and rubbed the tip against the sticky wetness that filled my panties, feeling my own tingles as I pressed his tip against my swollen clit. In moments, he was panting uncontrollably and began to spurt all over my panties.

'That's all you get you bastard.' I panted. My pussy's reserved for faithful men.' Exasperated he fell back against the car his cock covered in sticky cum. 'You still haven't forgiven me have you.' He choked. 'You we're always a cock teasing slut anyway.' He spat as I turned to leave. He folded his cock back into his pants and looked at me with a don't tell Jane look, and then made his way into the house. I watched him leave then slid off my distinctive red satin panties, now covered in his sticky cum and placed them visibly on the back seat of Jane's car. She would think I had fucked him. Now what remained was to satisfy my own lust for group sex and make everyone think Jane had gone on one of her wild rampages. I smoothed the tiny tight skirt over my naked pussy and adjusted my top and bra so I looked my most seductive and entered the house just as guests began arriving.

My remaining targets for this evening were the groomsman and best man. Two of which were single and the other was partnered by none other than good old fundamentalist virgin Rebecca whose sister was seeing Jason. The party was large and noisy and groups of men hung together as did groups of giggling girls excited about the wedding. I felt horny as hell and so sexy standing amidst old friends wearing a short skirt and no panties. My time in the city had been exciting and I had come to know a few things about getting my sexual desires satisfied. Firstly if you let a man or men know you might not be wearing panties they pay unbelievable attention to you all night and try all kinds of not-so-subtle things to check whether its true. I guess no panties usually sends an 'I want to be fucked' message big time. Secondly, I have learnt that the best way to seduce a man is to tell him you want it and then be direct about what you want, when and where.

Anyway this strategy had worked for me on many occasions and when I had started to become interested in group sex I had inadvertently done it to two men and subsequently acquired a taste for being fucked often and hard and as long as possible which two men can do in ways that really turn me on. I had done this a couple of times since the accidental first time and found that it moves me past just a series of multiple orgasms but into a state that floods every sense with endorphins, making me enter a trance like state of frenzy and pleasure. The association of this personal pleasure and the excited and competitive nature of men trying to outdo how hot they can make me has become something I really crave and enjoy. The afterglow where the taste of cum fills my mouth the sticky reminders oozing from my ass and pussy and all over my tits and face are pleasures that I have grown to desire regularly. Maybe I have become a nymphomaniac but the thought of this happening tonight with three men was making me extremely excited and determined.
Jay and Bill the two unattached groomsmen were like flies 'round a honey pot and after a few beers to get courage up had cornered me to compete to chat me up. The plan being the winner would take all. Jay had the unfortunate Australian nickname of 'Donk' which either meant he was into car engines (Donk is a slang term for it) or it stood for "Donkey dick' which needs little explanation. Scot who head also hung around with them also came over to chat with me whilst his virgin girlfriend caste me jealous stares hidden by a false smile that said she was calling me names to her group of friends. "Whose for another drink?' I asked and like all Aussie men each of them sculled the drink in their hands and responded positively.' I'll go and get some, Jay can you help me carry them back I also have to go to the loo.' Donk/Jay saw this as an opportunity to get me alone. The booze was in an upstairs bathroom in the bath which was filled with ice.

When we entered the bathroom a couple of guys had just left with refills and I turned to Jay and said.' You know I'm so horny tonight I decided not to wear any panties.' Jay's eyes lit up and he looked gob-smacked. I moved towards him and kissed him. Later tonight will you come back to my hotel and fuck me?' he was shaking as he kissed me. His hand flew up my skirt to confirm what I told him. 'It's true.' I said. I pressed my pussy against the growing lump in his pants and ground against him panting as I felt the truth of his nickname swell impressively.

'We'd best get back, they'll be wondering where we are. And if I do this for much longer I wont be able to help myself. Don't worry we'll give that gorgeous cock of yours a work out at my hotel later.' I kissed him sweetly and disengaged from him, adjusted my skirt and went to the toilet while Jay composed himself. We returned with the drinks and chatted about the perils of city life and old times in a small town.

I danced with Bill to some very lame soppy R&B and then as the other two went to watch some footy on a wide-screen TV led him quietly away to a an unoccupied bedroom. ' I just had to get you alone for a moment.' I cooed as sexily as I could without sounding corny. 'I'm so horny and I was wondering whether you'd like to do something for me.' I kissed him longingly. 'Its ok to touch me I purred.' I guided his hand under my skirt to my bare ass. 'Put your finger in my ass.' I panted excitedly and he slid his finger between the firm ass cheeks and found the tight butt hole opening as we kissed excitedly.

I pressed against his swelling cock as he shook with desire. I wiggled sensuously as his finger penetrated my asshole and my pussy exploded with wetness. He was a grow-er not a show-er and his modest cock swelled as I ground against him panting and kissing him wildly. 'I'd love to have your cock in there would you like to do my ass?' "Oh god, yeah.' He blurted. 'Come round to my hotel after the party, I cant wait to feel you inside me. The excitement of his cock grinding against me, and his finger in my ass, made me orgasm, and I came deliciously with juice running generously down the inside of my thighs.

'We'd better get back they'll be wondering where we are.' Again, I stopped kissing a man abruptly and pulled my tight little skirt down over my wet pussy and firm buns, smoothing it to avoid the suspicion that wrinkled fabric might engender. I collected the cum from inside my thighs on my fingers and put them to Bill's lips and let him taste and smell the sweet fragrance of my sex then we returned to the party separately.

Both guys constantly cast excited looks at me. Knowing that I had no panties on made them watch me as I bent or sat or reach for things was a wonderful and intense tease and knowing that I had asked them to fuck me later made it even more exciting for them for the three or so hours that separated the party and going to my room. Seducing Scot would be a bonus but I knew he would be even more frustrated than his friends were. Somewhere in the typical country town party where men watch the footy and drink and girls chatter secret women's business, I ended up in a corner on a sofa chatting to Scot about life the universe and dating a virgin. I often end up as the councilor/psychologist because my Mother is one and I either inherited the traits or picked them up from listening to her talk about clients when she debriefed with my father.

I was a little tipsy having been plied with alcohol by my two amorous suitors, my skirt had raised ultra high and there was a mere shadow of tight back hem covering my naked over excited pussy. Somewhere in the conversation, I leaned forward and said to Scot. 'You know what the difference between Rebecca and me is.' Scot shook his head. I leaned forward and whispered in his ear. " I love sex and I'm not wearing any panties.' He glanced down at my crotch as I unfolded my legs to confirm it and the instant he caught sight of the tiny shadowed naked flesh his cock swelled noticeably in his pants. ' Give me your hand.' He moved his hand forward. I kissed his index finger and began to lick and tease it as I looked at him wantonly.

'Do you like this?' I purred between tiny kisses and flickering tongue. 'If you want me to do this to your cock, just come over to my hotel after you drop 'Bec off tonight.'

I took two fingers into my mouth and sucked as his cock continued to swell in his pants excitedly and his gaze alternated between my cleavage and the glimpse of pussy between my legs.

'And yeah, I love to have cum between my tits.' He was panting with desire and his mind was already making excuses for dropping Rebecca off early so he could get the best head of his life from me. Little did he know he would be one of three?

The hour or so between my encounter with Scot and the end of the party was like a sexual hothouse. All three guys both discretely and not shot me lecherous glances and every opportunity slid their hands under my skirt to feel my bare ass when they found me alone and in the hallway or bathroom away from suspicious eyes. I gave them hot little kisses and touched their cock as I whispered something about how good it would feel to have them in my mouth, ass or pussy. So, when I climbed into the cab to return to my hotel I had already arranged to see all of them around 3 am. The ride in the cab and my naked pussy against the cool vinyl made me shake with anticipation and the short ride left me aching for the sex that was to come in abundance in half an hours time. I paid the cab driver and was almost not aware of the lustful smile on the cab driver's face as I paid him. He had been staring at my naked pussy in the mirror. We exchanged knowing glances and I rummaged through my handbag for the hotel key and went straight to my room to change into the sexy outfit I had prepared as a strip tease for my guests.

My pussy was on fire as if it was the source of all my emotions and thoughts as I peeled off the see-through top, red halter bra and skirt for the third time to day. The thought of three men inside me made me quiver with lust and I felt the warmth of that desire turn up to inferno temperature as I looked through the lingerie in my suitcase.

'Classic, for these guys.' I thought. Black silk string- bikini panties, black low plunging lace bra, suspender belt and sheer black silk stockings, covered strategically by a short black dress, slits up each side and classic low cut neckline. I repainted my makeup with bright red lipstick and nail polish, dark eyeliner and a soft blue eye shadow and brushed my silken honey blond hair. I looked approvingly in the bathroom mirror and heard the sound of footsteps and a knock at the door. This is where I had to explain that all their desires would be met simultaneously and that they would be sharing me. I have seldom failed to convince any groups of men that sharing me was better than not having me at all.

Jay was the first to arrive and apart from commenting on how hot I looked he was all over me with his hands and lips in a kind of schoolboy like over excitement. We kissed and his hand slid under my dress and he felt the soft shiny panties beneath and fondled my tits through the bra and dress eagerly. I must admit that I instantly reached down and began massaging his enormous and infamous 'donkey dick' just to remind myself of what was coming. As I massaged it the second knock at the door came and he stopped dead in his tracks.

'You expecting anyone.' He said disappointedly.

'I am as matter of fact. Don't look so disappointed. I can't wait to have that delicious cock inside me. There's just a few things we need to do before we can do that.' I didn't wait for his response and went to the door where Bill was waiting and he too jumped into my arms with the urgency of a racehorse waiting for the start. 'I kissed him and then led him inside and Jay and Bill looked competitively at each other in surprise.

'It's ok all will be revealed in a minute.' The third knock came just then and I turned quickly and answered the door to Scot. I simply kissed him sweetly and led him down the hall to meet his two best friends who we encountered arguing about who was going to leave while the other 'Fucked her slutty brains out' which was the comment I heard as I arrived holding a bewildered Scot by the hand.

'It's ok you'll all get what I said you'd get you just have to do things the way I say OK?' they all nodded unconvincingly. 'OK here's how I like to do it! First, I'll kiss each of you as you masturbate me. Each time I cum- and believe me I cum easily and often- I'll remove an article of clothing. Then I'll take your clothes off one at a time and let you take the off the last of my underwear and stockings. When we are all naked, we'll go into the bedroom and I want two of you to suck my titties while one eats my pussy. Again as I orgasm you each rotate until you've all made me so hot I can barely stand it. Then I want you all inside me fucking my ass, pussy and mouth until you cum in me and on me. After that you can take it in turns to do anything to me you want. Deal?'

They all looked excited and as I sat down next to Jay and we began to kiss and he fondled my tits and slid his hand under my dress I could see they were shocked but so turned on that a hurricane wouldn't have prevented what was about to happen. Jay's eager fingers found my aching clit through the sheer silk panties. Our kisses gave way to urgent lunges of our tongues and I began biting his neck violently as his fingers began to make me pant with excitement. Shivers gripped me and I came shaking with pleasure as I sank my teeth into his neck and sucked at his flesh to leave the tell tale mark that would cement my revenge. My panties flooded. This was my first orgasm for hours and I was on fire with desire. I released my lips from his neck, stood up, and peeled off the tight stretch dress over my head revealing my bra panties and stockings.

I sat next to Bill and began kissing him and his hands roamed my lace bra and fingered underneath it until he could squeeze my nipple hard. As I moaned, I felt him slide my panties aside and begin to massage my shaved pussy feeling the hot lather that built there. Once more I felt the frenzy of our embrace grip me and I bit him too as he thrust three fingers into my tight cunt. I stood up and peeled off my stockings seductively like a stripper, and sat on Scots lap. Feeling the hot thick lump straining against his jeans, we kissed a little more gently as he fumbled to put his hands onto my panties nervously. I guided his fingers to where I wanted them and rocked on his thick cock with my ass as his directed touch began to seize me in another orgasm. Once more, I sucked at his neck to leave the mark as my climax was reached.

I stood up and beckoned the guys to do the same. First, I undressed Jay finally getting to fondle his enormous dong as he removed my suspender belt. I stroked his cock vigorously until it looked so over ripe that I had to stop for fear of an explosion. Then came Bill who fumbled with my bra as men do as I removed his pants and stroked his long firm cock. Scot's clothes almost fell off by themselves and kiss over ripe cock jumped out for me to tease. I didn't hold it I merely ran my fingers over it with a featherlike touch and urged him to tear my panties to off. He pressed against me hard his cock weeping pre cum and reached behind and tore off the flimsy black panties. Then ground his cock against me until I began to swoon from the pressure. I shivered deeply and then panted my way into another orgasm biting and sucking him hard as I had each of the others.

'It's time now.' I said and let them follow my naked form to the bedroom 'Jay lay down on the bed.' He lay down quickly and I straddled him and guided his donkey dick towards my pussy and pushed it roughly between my aching lips. He arched his back to push inside me and within a few delicious moments, my sodden pussy engulfed his thickness entirely. I slumped forward on him and we savoured the moment. I leaned across to the bedside stable for a bottle of lubricant and poured it on my hands.

'Bill stepped forward knowingly. I rubbed the liquid over his cock and my ass opening. 'Put it in me. ' I commanded and he pressed his cock against the tight button of my anus and pushed urgently into me. I now had two cocks inside me it felt so complete so erotic, so exquisite. We lay still for a moment then I beckoned to Scot to kneel beside us and we rolled sideways so that Scot's cock could enter my mouth while Jay and Bill could pump me in alternate strokes. As I licked the end of Scots cock sweetly and covered it in kisses, both guys began to pump their cocks into me alternately watching each other as their cocks slapped harder and deeper into me. As I engulfed Scots cock and slid it down my throat the sound of men's moans began to fill the room, my own muffled by the cock in my mouth. Bill clasped my hips from behind firmly and screamed about how tight and good it was, Jay screamed about how hot and wet I was. It wasn't a long fuck by any measures but so intense. For ten minutes or a half hour I almost lost consciousness but cocks belted into me and one orgasm led to another and another until my mind and body flooded with endorphins felt like it was floating in a sea of orgasms, rocked by big waves and ripples alike.

Then the storm hit and first I felt the bursting cum shoot in my mouth then all over my tits and chest, then Bill exploded deep in my ass. All thoughts of alternate thrusting lost in the passion of his urgent need to be inside me deep. His cock burst like a water main inside my ass and he screamed uncontrollably as he did. Then within moments of those two Jay pushed deep inside me and screamed.

'OH God its so wet so hot so GOOOOOOOOOD.' and came in waves of hot spurts that sent chills through me and rocked me between orgasm and the next. With no cock in my mouth, my blood curdling screams filled the air. Each finished by withdrawing after intense pleasure and cumming over my ass and belly. We all collapsed on the bed exhausted and I struggled up to lie on each of them and kiss them getting them to rub the sticky cum into my skin. Cum oozed from my ass and pussy, ran down my chin and over my tits. I felt unbelievably sexy. We lay resting in the phenomenal half ecstasy afterglow silently the men caressing me and fondling me.

'You can do anything you want to me now.' I panted. The fucking that followed filled the night and much of the next day. I left the town that afternoon more sated than I had ever felt. I could only imagine the chaos that would follow my revenge. Jane would find my panties and think Brad fucked me. The whole town would think Jane had fucked her brother, father, best man and groomsman and the sleepy country town would come alive with vicious gossip and innuendo and so ends my story of the Mark of Jane.

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I had never been so embarrassed in my life! I don't know what I was thinking; I only remember that I had been preoccupied with something I had seen on the afternoon soap opera just before I went to the market. (In truth, I think I was already horny.)

I only had a couple of items in my basket when I got to the produce section. I picked up a cucumber and it felt just like a big cock in my hand. The power of my imagination was so great that I could feel the wetness begin between my legs. In my daydream state, my hand absently mindedly wandered down and began to rub my pussy through my shorts.

I was a million miles away, lost in my reverie when I heard a nervous giggle and awoke from my fantasy to find myself about to put the cucumber in my mouth as if I was going to give it a blow job. A few feet away stood a young stock boy, not much more than 18 years old, staring at me, awe struck. His mouth was open and he had his hand on a bulge in the crotch of his grocer's apron.

There was no one else around so, on a lark and with my eyes on him, I put the cuke in my mouth just like it was a big dick. I slid it in and out a few tines, still fingering my pussy through my shorts. His eyes were huge and when I thrust my pelvis toward him with a sharp jerk, it was too much for the young boy. He let out a wail and broke and ran for the swinging doors that divide the produce area from the stock room. I wondered if he had cum in his pants.

There was nobody around that I could see so I put the cuke in my basket (for later use) and had a good laugh. I shopped for a while before I found myself in the check out line, being attended to by a teenaged girl cashier and two young bag boys. They were all eyeing me, giggling nervously and whispering to each other. I wondered how much of my 'exhibition' had been spread among the young men and women in the store.

Suddenly, there appeared a handsome man that I guessed to be a little older than me, perhaps in his late thirties, early forties, and wearing a name badge that identified him as "Greg," the store manager. He shooed the two boys away and told them he would take care of bagging my groceries.

He was expertly packing my few groceries when he said, with a smile in his voice, "I saw what you did to my stock boy. I don't think he will ever be the same."

I was embarrassed again. "What do you mean?"

"I couldn't help but see you on the security camera from my office." He made sure the cashier wasn't listening when he whispered, "I think he is out back, abusing himself."

Despite my embarrassment, I was interested. I know my face was red, but I whispered back, "That's something I would like to see."

"Do you mean that?"

I knew I was getting myself in deeper but I said, "Sure."

"Come on up to my office, we have security cameras covering every inch of the store property except for the rest rooms. Maybe we can find him." To the cashier he said, "Hold these packages behind the front desk, we will be back in a few minutes."

She took charge of the bags of groceries and I followed Greg up the stairs going to his small and completely deserted office. On the way, I said, "I see from the name tag that you are Greg, well, I am Jo."

His office was the standard for small businesses, two desks a couple of filing cabinets, the usual phones, a typewriter and such. On one side of the office there was a door marked 'RESTROOM' and a vinyl covered loveseat. The only unusual thing was another door in the far wall marked 'SECURITY.' He unlocked that door and we went into a small room that was devoid of furniture except for what looked, in the subdued lighting, to be a computer keyboard on a little table and one chair. The outstanding feature was one wall completely covered with video monitors.

"From here I can see almost every corner of the store," he boasted. "Lets see if we can find young Tim." He sat at the keyboard and began manipulating controls. In just a moment he brought one of the cameras to bear on the young man I had seen in the produce section. Surprisingly, he was not alone. They were in a dark, back corner of the stock room. He was standing behind a girl that was bent over a small pallet with a few boxes piled on it. Her skirt was thrown over her back and, although he still had his trousers on, her ass was bare and it was obvious he was fucking her, doggie style. Although there was no sound, my mind could imagine him grunting as he drove his hard cock into her snatch, time after time.

I know my own pussy was responding and I was just about to touch it when Greg brought me out of my trance by saying, "That's Tim and Alice, our store whore. She lets all the young guys fuck her for $10-$15 a throw. On payday some of the guys owe her more than their check. I think that's Tim's second time today. She should pay us to work here."

I was standing behind him where he was seated at the console. I was mesmerized by the action on the screen. As we watched, another young man came into view. He unzipped his pants, took his already hard dick out and began to masturbate. Again my hand went down to the crotch of my shorts and I was horrified to find it was damp, perhaps enough to be noticeable.

"I guess I had better go and break that up or the whole store will be in there fucking Alice." He rose, pushed by me and went out the door. In the meantime, Tim must have shot his wad into Alice and had backed up, his wilted dick still hanging out of his pants. Alice hadn't moved and the new young man had taken Tim's place fucking her.

I watched, hypnotized, until I saw the look of alarm on their faces and both young men scrambled out of the picture. Alice stood up, brushed her skirt down into place, looked at the door and smiled as Greg walked in. Again, without sound you could only guess at what they were saying. Then it dawned on me, Greg knew I was watching and was arranging this for my benefit.

Alice walked over to him, knelt down in front of him and unzipped his pants. Carefully, she took out his semi-hard penis and, looking up into his eyes, took it in her mouth. Now, my hand was inside my shorts, my fingers caressing the lips of my wet snatch. Alice sucked and I rubbed. I rubbed and Alice sucked. Greg was getting into it too. He had ahold of her hair and was sliding her head back and forth on his cock. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, I caught a glimpse of young Tim, the stock boy. He was peeking over some boxes, watching Greg and Alice. He had his cock out and was stroking away. God, to have hormones like that!

I could tell that Greg had done his deed because he was standing still, holding Alice's head so tight into his groin that her nose was hidden in his pubic hair. Slowly he disengaged himself from her, his long tool, slimy with the mixture of his cum and her saliva, hanging limp out of his pants. Way off in the corner, I saw a long gush of white cum spew out of Tim's cock. Three times in one day! I couldn't help but be envious.

I became aware that both Greg and Alice had disappeared out of camera range and assumed that he was on his way back to his office. I went into the outer office just in time to see the door open. Imagine my surprise when Alice walked in, followed by Greg.

"Jo, this is Alice, my assistant. She is also secretary, clerk and general girl Friday. She does whatever needs to be done. You girls get aquatinted, I have to get back downstairs. I'll be back in a little while."

He quickly stepped out of the room leaving me facing Alice, blushing. Actually she seamed pleasant enough, a little older than she had looked on the TV screen, perhaps my age, 30 or so.

She smiled, stuck out her hand, and said, "Hi, glad to meet you. You were in the security room weren't you? I wondered who he was showing off for. I hoped it wasn't that stuffed shirt, Mr. Fulmer, our district manager. I don't like him, his dick tastes like urine and he always wants to fuck me in the ass."

I couldn't answer. I had never encountered anyone that talked about sex like this to a stranger.

"Did it turn you on to see the boys fucking me and to see me giving Greg head?"

Either I nodded or she just knew it did because she walked over to me and put her hand on my crotch. "Oh, I can feel that it did, you are wet!" I offered no resistance when she slipped her hand down inside the front of my shorts and her fingers found my pussy.

The sharp intake of breath on my part must have been all she needed because she said, "MMM, I think you need someone to take care of you."

Without another word, she backed me against a desk, shoved some papers aside to make room and pushed me backwards on the flat surface. I completely surrendered to her and even helped when she pulled my shorts and wet panties down and off. Her breath was warm against my stomach for the moment or so before she buried her face in my pussy. From the moment her tongue touched me I was on the verge of orgasm and she held me there, lick after lick, as she plunged it in and out of me like a small, very talented, cock.

I was so lost in the feeling of her tongue fucking me that I didn't know Greg had come back into the room until I herd her grunt and felt a difference in the rhythm of the licks against my pussy. Only then did I realized that Greg was standing behind her, his cock deep in her cunt, pumping away. I think my climax started in my mind with the picture of the three of us, Greg fucking Alice, Alice being fucked from behind and eating me at the same time and finally, me getting some of the best sex I think I had ever experienced. I am sure that Greg and I both climaxed at almost the same time. I don't know about Alice but when Greg pulled out of her, she continued to lick me and I continued to have orgasms, one after another until I was so sensitive I couldn't stand it.

Finally, she moved away from me and sat down on the leatherette couch and opened her legs wide. Greg obediently crawled over to her and dove into her pussy, face first.

On wobbly legs I made my way to the toilet to clean up. While I was in there I heard a loud, shrill moan from Alice and opened the door just in time to see her push herself against Greg in a wild orgasmic climax. She was holding his head so hard against her snatch I wondered how he could breathe.

I assumed she finished because she slowly got up and made for the bathroom door, her legs, like mine, a little rubbery. Greg rolled off to one side and ended up sitting on the floor with his back against the couch. His legs were spread, bent at the knees and his flaccid cock was still hangimg out of his pants. His face was shiny with Alice's juice when grinned and said, "I hope you shop here often and I do trust you will come again."

I did cum there quite a few times after that.

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The summer's evening was warm enough for everyone's appreciation. Though summer it was not unknown for it to rain and be generally miserable but tonight it promised to be one of those magical evenings that would be perfect. The week had been full of preparations for the Earl of L---------'s Masque and Ball. Those happy few with invitations remembered other amusements and acts, planned for a magnificent night of entertainment and indulgence, those who had never been before had wondered what the night would bring and listened with awe at the descriptions of other Masques.

To be invited meant that you were considered to be an appreciator of hedonism at a most sophisticated level and that you were one of the magnificent few who were the cream of that rarefied level of society that was composed of the bluest bloods and richest and most powerful of people. It was for these that the Edwardian age was the apogee of existence.

Marquees and temporary shelters dotted the grounds as the servants set out well-appointed tables and chairs. The gardeners had provided flowering beds and under the eye of their overseer had refurbished the boats and barges of the ornamental lake as well as the stands and props for the amusements there. The butler had organised the entertainers that had travelled from London into their dormitories and had ensured that their costumes were of the highest quality. In the kitchen there were three French cooks busily preparing delights to tempt the most sated palate. New fancies were created that had not been tried before by any other person. Sculptures of ice and spun sugar were created and dispatched to their stands waiting for the greedy eye and hand to devour.

In the afternoon the guests began to arrive in their automobiles. The engines roaring and coughing as they discharged their masters and their mistresses, sometimes mistress could be taken literally. They were greeted by discrete valets who ushered them to their rooms where instructions and costume lay waiting for their perusal and wearing. Many a laugh was had as they were told of the theme and the house became a babble of excitement and curiosity as they waited for the evening bell and what it would bring forth.

Then as the shadows lengthened and the bell of the clock s struck five servants with bells hurried through the halls summoning the guests to repast and entertainments. Behind the scurrying servants came stalking faerie folk . The guests in diaphanous gowns, brief tunics and delicate silken wings left their rooms and sought the huge marquee that was filled to overflowing with food and drink. To there came men and women walked with sublime grace to their faerie lit grotto.

For the theme of tonight was the Faerie Realm and their lords. Servants dressed in shifts and clothes of transparent weave offered assistance and ushered their charges to their appointed place. There were thirty of these charges and they waited for what was to come. A dull metallic roar filled the space as trumpets joined the ruckus to introduce the Earl and his lady as Oberon and Titania, King and Queen of the Faerie Folk.

His head topped with a crown of cunningly constructed gold and silver leaves and flowers he looked out at his subjects. His chest bare and hairless he was clothed in cloth of gold trousers that hugged his muscular thighs but left his large cock free to dangle in the air unencumbered by false modesty and there to be admired by his subjects, he looked every inch a barbarian faerie king. Hand in hers he led his Titania, her dress was of silver and was cut away from her large firm breasts that were covered in a loose necklace of pearls and diamonds that showed off her milky white flesh and coral pink nipples to magnificent effect. Between her naked breasts a single strand of silver was clipped to the hard and long nipples. Her crown though less ornate was a thing of beauty made of silver.

Seated on their thrones and the gloom overthrown by the golden light of the torches that lit this place the King and Queen wished their guests a joyous time and that they indulge themselves with unhindered passion and desire as they toasted to this night. The toast was taken up with clarity and enthusiasm by their subjects and food flowed through the marquee carried by new servants dressed as satyrs and nymphs.

All agreed later that this was a magical night, a night for joy, indulgence and all that can be considered Hedonism. The satyrs brought wine, rich, dark and fulfilling that any can drink and take their joy of and joy there was that night. The satyrs were even more naked that there lord only wearing naked leggings allowing both cock and ass free air. As they pass the drinks faerie hands touch and fondle the offered flesh, even a mouth will kiss and caress and the satyrs will accept either a man's or woman's hand and mouth.

Also there were nymphs, young bare breasted girls who moved between the tables, their thighs flashing and their saucy gazes lingering which brought many a hand to tweak playfully at their breasts and fingers to comb the delightful glade beneath their transparent chiffon feeling the wetness there. Ah what delights to come when the nymphs and the satyrs are taken and enjoyed. Yet even with this temptation most wait for what else the night will bring, for the sacrifice to summer that is whispered of.

With another flourish of the trumpets more food descended upon those dressed as faerie folk to the oohs and ahhs of the delighted company.First came the scantily dressed satyrs and nymphs who offered cunningly wrought hors d'oeuvre made of shrimp, ham and other fresh cool meats and fruits. Oysters could be had by the bushel load, pomegranates were offered and eaten as a man eats a cunt, sucking with his lips and using his tongue to reach the most intimate of places.

Yet this was only the start of the orgy of food that was to be offered. It seemed that only a couple of minutes before well-muscled men clad only in chamois loin-cloths carried in whole carcasses of beef and lamb their cooked meat covered in their preserved skins. Also came roasted swan, wild boar and other things that few had seen before. The tables before them groaned beneath the weight of the offerings as the guests descended on them in ravenous hunger. As they ate juices ran over their chins soaking their soft silks they wore with warm fats and sauces.

As they ate entertainers moved between the tables juggling and singing, yet all the entertainment was of a sexual nature. The singers were naked save for a small loin cloth, dancers in transparent rags would dance in the most extravagant and sexual manner offering themselves to the diners who looked at these creatures with cynical yet interested eyes. The jugglers tossed and played with artificial cocks and cunts, wrought with silk and leather, sometimes a hand would seize one of the flying objects and it would find a willing cunt to be thrust into or a cock to thrust through it until wet with cum and sexual juice it would be returned to the juggler.

Smoothly the meats and boiled vegetables disappeared to be replaced by tart sorbets and cloyingly sweet desserts and trifles that were barely touched. All were feeling a deep fulfilment with their food and now they looked to other delights to enjoy. The trumpets called the gathering to notice and the king and queen rose in their lavish dress and led their company to the amusements that waited beside the ornamental lake. Satyrs and nymphs led their willing charges to the couches atop Persian carpets where they lay watching the stage near their place of rest.

Some were naked for they had removed their food stained costumes and many were idly playing with their sex or with the sex of someone near them. Pleasure filled the air and the perfume of excited bodies wafted teasingly about them. Music rose from the lake as naked musicians played from a barge on the water. Lights flared and highlighted the naked woman that rose from the dark still waters.

Magnificent breasts jutted from her chest as she rose, the water cascaded off them its droplets sparkling in the light as it dropped to the water below, her nipples large and protuberant. Every man and woman wanted to wrap their lips about those nipples. to taste their sweetness on their tongues. Each step exposed her even more and soon they saw the dark shadows of her black pubic hair, her legs had a pleasing plumpness without being fat. Many muttered about Aphrodite rising from the waters but then decided no for this woman was dark-haired above and below. A sound startled the meandering thoughts of the crowd as the reeds next to this beauteous damsel shook.

Slowly the reeds parted to exposed a feathered limb and then another until a well-muscled man stood naked but for feathers attached to fake wings stood in front of the watchers. The woman watched him and slowly danced towards him. To the music in the air the two of them danced around each other barely touching but showing greater arousal towards the other. The man's cock grew until it seemed to be unnaturally large and wide. Then with his hand about her slender waist he lowered her to the soft grass and opened her legs so that her cunt lips were exposed and ready for him. No one saw but all could imagine what a beautiful wet cunt she would have, a cunt begging to be fucked and taken.

Yet before her cunt was to be taken he would take her mouth with his rampant cock and his cock rested on her lips. Her mouth opened a little and her tongue touched his cock, it touched and felt the slit at the tip and it explored the arrow of his glans. Her mouth opened and he pushed his cock into the open orifice and as he pushed himself into her mouth all saw her hands rubbing vigorously between her legs. How the jaded company imagined her folded and wet cunt-lips, thought of her erect clitoris and how it must be so tight with that delightful pressure that would throb through her body and how her body must pulse with unmet need. It was all too much for some and they brought the satyrs and nymphs to them their hands at their sexes and not watching anymore they bade the magical creatures suck them off and bring them to satisfaction.

Those who were not naked pulled aside the thin cloth covering their sexes and bade the servants feast themselves. Willing lips took cocks into their mouths copying the thrusting action of the swan man below. Between the women's legs eager tongues slipped and explored the hot, glistening lips and delved deeply into the depths that were covered by them. Cries and groans shot through the air mixing with the soft, slowness of the music that surrounded the lake. To quieten the sound cocks were thrust into the mouths of those in pleasure and be it man or woman how they enjoyed the feel of something pressed between their lips.

Below them the man almost ready moved with a dancers grace and speed gathering his Leda's legs into his hands and pulling her delightfully plump haunches just a little into the air before plunging his magnificent cock deep into her cunt. She cried with that delicious mix of pleasure and lust as she felt his cock push and strike her cervix, again and again his cock shot forward touching her cunt intimately, his groin grinding against hers, touching and massaging her clit which exploded with the orgasms that her body created. Then he cried with delight as his cum shot through his cock and drawing out the rod he squirted the hot cum over her breasts and waiting belly, an ocean of cum flooded into her navel and then over her body.

A few watched this masterful display of fucking but more enjoyed the feel of bodies pressed to their own. Of fondling bodies and of being fondled they took their wicked delight, they tasted cocks and sometimes cunts on their lips. Mouths drew their cum from their bodies as the poison of a snake is drawn from a wound. Hot white cream was shot into mouths and throats that swallowed the load without complaint and with satisfaction of a job well done.

A sharp trumpet flourish clawed into the air filled with groans and cries of delight and with out a word and sound their lovers left them as the king and queen of their Masque stood. Smiling they called their guests to them and led them to stand around two couches decorated with sweet scented petals. Behind the couches was a tent made of purple velvet.

With a nod of their heads two blonde nymphs their breasts exposed and their loins covered parted the doorway of the tent to expose a young man and young woman clothed in virginal white. The guests murmured their approval for this was to be a virgin sacrifice to follow the taking of Leda by Zeus in the form of a swan. As the nymphs brought forward the man and the satyrs brought forward the woman they were amazed at the beauty. They radiated such innocent joy and all knew that this would be a special thing for them.

The King and Queen came for them and took them by their hands. The Queen guiding the man, no he was a mere youth of eighteen his head covered in thick black hair, his eyes a piercing blue and a chin of surpassing strength below lips of sensual form. Slipping her hands to the knots at his shoulders she pulled just the once to free the cloth to fall to the ground exposing his nakedness to the delighted throng. They marvelled at his muscled chest and thighs. The admired his firm, taut buttocks of surpassing whiteness. They gasped for between his legs barely covered by a lavish growth of black curls was a large soft cock that promised a long, thick ramrod to pierce with pleasure the Queens cunt.

Taking him by the hand she led him to the couch covered in cloth of gold and sat him before her. With a flick of her finger she called the nymphs to her and whispered in their ears. Pleased smiles appeared on their faces and they moved onto the interested man. One straddled his body and pressed him to lie on the couch as she pressed her nipple to his lips. His mouth opened and quickly he began to lick and suckle at the milky orb he was offered, as he did this the other woman was bent over his magnificent virgin cock and began her loving kisses on the soft flesh.

As he felt their lips upon his body his cock grew and became a true rod of imposing size and majesty waiting to be thrust into a cunt of importance. Seated on her seat the Queen had hiked her dress about her hips her legs open and between her legs a man and woman were licking and massaging her inner thighs, her cunt-lips and cunt itself. Their clever tongues flicking her clit and giving her small orgasms that grew in strength as her body grew more aroused as she watched her lover being prepared for her use.

Seated on his chair the King watched the young blonde woman brought to him, her pale blue eyes shone with lust as she watched her brother being aroused and prepared . Her lips bent in cupid's lips as she felt the satyrs fingers undo the knots that held her dress to her body. Silently it slipped from her shoulders and gathered as a white pool at her feet. How the sight of her naked beauty aroused the jades who watched her, jades who caressed and were caressed by those about them. For some this was too much to bear and they had begun their pleasures. Some had pulled someone beneath them, cocks were being thrust into hot wet cunts. Some women rode cocks and felt hands on their breasts kneading the sensitive flesh of their nipples.

Seated and watching as his guests enjoyed the pleasures of satyr and nymph the King smiled as he watched them lick, kiss and fuck everything that moved, their groans and sighs an orchestra of pleasure in the air. Smiling he turned his eyes to his Queen who rose and shrugged off her dress standing naked before him save for her jewels that sparkled in the torchlight about her breasts. Stepping lightly she stepped beside the couch and the prepared youth who waited for her. Taking his cock in her slender fist she pumped it up and down and straddled his body.

His sister watched as the woman straddled his groin and settled slowly on top of his cock. His cock that parted her lips and filled her cunt with hard powerful flesh. The young girl ached for touch on her firm full breasts, her nipples were hard and she sighed in ecstasy as lips touched the pink mountains and her legs were opened as they lay her on the soft couch. Ripe young haunches were pulled up and open so that a nymph could settle between the young virgin's thighs and gently touch her cunt with her lips. How those who watched enjoyed the girl's orgasms as sapphic caresses made her ready for the King to show her the pleasure of his cock.

Knowing that she was ready he rose his cock hard and ready for her, prepared by the nymph who had been sucking and massaging his cock and balls. As he walked to her the nymph and satyr rose and took her legs in their hands. They held them up so that her cunt glistening and ready with their saliva and juice was open to the King. Naked he came to her, around him the guests took pleasures of their own. They had become a squirming, writhing mass of flesh, flesh that groaned and sighed with pleasures, cocks fucked open cunts and asses, tongues licked breast, cock and cunt.

The satyr and nymph waited and the King moved between her legs and guided his cock to the glistening, gleaming flesh that poked through the sparse hair that covered her pubis. Slowly he eased his cock through her lips until it struck that thin membrane that was her maidenhood and stretched it. As she felt it tug a cock slid along the lips of her mouth and mouths attached themselves to her breasts giving her the sense of pleasure as her maidenhood was stretched and weakened.

Near her couch, her brother's cock thrust in and out of the pulsing cunt of the Queen and he felt his cock massaged as he feasted on her breasts. Then he felt the tightening of his balls and the sharp shock that created intense pleasure as his cum shot deep into her cunt. Grinding hard against his body she sucked his cum from him using her cunt muscles. Slowly they stopped and he slipped from her arms as his soft cock slipped from her body. Smiling gently she rose and signalled to satyrs and nymphs to come to her. men and women came to her, all too quickly she found herself on the soft grass and her legs parted as a cock was placed at the entrance of her cunt and thrust hard into her slippery cum filled cunt and began to fuck her with vigour.

Near them his sister felt her maidenhead burst and the cock thrust deep into her cunt and it began the slow rhythmic thrusting that overcame the discomfort of the ripping apart of her virginity and began the slow burning arousal that grew ever stronger in intensity until her body burnt with the pleasure that finally drove out her breath as she came with an intensity that she had never thought possible, as she came she felt his body stiffen and heat flow into her cunt as he came in her. Softly and slowly he withdrew from her and kissed her gently on the brow as she smiled at him.

Lifting her body he led her into the throng of bodies and to those who would welcome her into this august company. Hands pulled her down to join them and she felt her legs parted and a cock driven deeply into her hot cunt. The King again rampant now joined his guests on the couches and caressed and fondled their offered bodies whilst feeling lips take his cock into their mouth.

For the remainder of this magic night they sated themselves until exhausted they were led to the house and beds to sleep in. Some wondered what the entertainment of next year's summer would bring.

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Wifes Christmas Office Party. Wife banging

My name is Simon, I am 32 and I have been married to Joanne for nearly 3 years.

Joanne is 26 and works part-time for a small company near where we live. She works with 3 men who are all in their early 50s – old enough to be her dad – but seems to enjoy it.

I have met them all and they all seem to poke a bit of fun at Joanne which she takes in good humour and tries to give as good as she gets.

Joanne has a great personality and a great figure but has always only ever had lowly paid jobs and as she is quite naïve I often worry that people take advantage of her good nature. I know when I have worked in a mixed environment, although there has never been any sexual harassment, the guys quite like embarrassing the ladies with sexual innuendo and often look them up and down and make comments amongst themselves.

I imagined Joanne's workmates would often look her up and down and comment on her lovely body. She is 5'4 with shoulder length brown hair, a shapely figure with a fantastic pair of 38d tits and a pretty face that makes her look younger than she is.

I am about 5'9 and reckoned her workmates Martin and Brian were about the same or probably slightly taller, and Barry was about 5'7.

The Friday before Christmas I'd been to the pub at lunchtime and then left to go and pick Joanne up. Joanne was also having a lunchtime drink and food with her 3 colleagues.

I parked outside and walked round the back as the front door was locked. Going into the back I got tangled in the noisy chimes hanging from the door, and hearing laughter I then walked down the short corridor and into the room where they all were.

There were cans and wine bottles on one of the tables and by the looks of them they were all having a merry time. They all acknowledged me and asked if I'd got stuck in the 'burglar trap' and then Joanne said "look what they've bought me," as she pointed a large box with what looked like some sort of vanity unit inside.

"That's nice," I said looking around and noticing all the guys smiling and looking at my wife.

She always looked smart for work but because it was the last working day before Christmas she had made a special effort and had put on a short-sleeved red blouse that was fairly low cut as well as being mostly see-through and you could see her red lacy bra underneath. She had a smart black and red patterned skirt that came to just below her knees, and red ankle-strap shoes with a small heel. I also knew she was wearing a black half-slip underskirt and red lacy briefs. She had also put a bit of extra makeup on that morning.

I had a drink with them as they continued chatting and laughing all seemingly with their eyes transfixed on Joanne. I began to think that wearing a see through top wasn't such a good idea after all. Although they would have been used to seeing the great shape of her tits, and had probably caught the occasional glance of her cleavage now and then, this was almost a clear view of her upper body and even I was enjoying the view even though I had seen her naked almost every day.

I sensed the guys would stay there all day if they could so as I finished my drink said "shall we make a move?"

Joanne looked at her glass which was still more than half full and said "can I just finish this."

"Sure, I'll take this box to the car and just call at the supermarket to get some money, I'll sound my horn when I get back shall I," I offered.

"OK then," she said, and the guys all shook my hand and wished me a merry Christmas.

Some time later I remembered I'd already drawn some money out the day before and left it at home so I started back, entering the building and negotiating the chimes without making a sound I then began to slow down as I approached the door to the room which was slightly ajar.

I heard the guys saying "come on, it is christmas," and "ohhh, come on," and "get into the Christmas spirit," as Joanne was laughing.

I moved a little closer and peeped in.

I saw empty and half full glasses on the drinks table and then saw them stood nearer to a clear table, none of them had a drink in their hand anymore.

"You can't go without a Christmas kiss," Martin said. So that was it, they were trying to get Joanne to give them a kiss before she left.

I couldn't see Joanne's face but imagined her smiling and blushing as she pondered what to do, while the guys were eagerly waiting for a reaction.

"Oh Ok then," Joanne eventually conceded and went to put her hands on Martin's shoulders.

Martin smiled firstly at Joanne and then at the other 2 as he put his hands on my wife's waist and then round her back as he pulled her closer to him.

Joanne kissed him and then stopped, as you would when kissing a friend or relative.

"Eh, what was that?" Martin exclaimed loudly. Joanne laughed and Barry added "come on Joanne don't be a scrooge."

Joanne and Martin were sideways on to me now and I saw Joanne put her head to one side, still smiling and probably thinking 'Oh OK but I don't really want to.'

Martin pulled her closer still and I could see their chests pressing against each other as Martin started his kiss. Joanne's hands were on his shoulders again as Martin's hand roamed her back, obviously feeling her lovely tits against his chest too. The kiss seemed to go on for ages and Joanne began moving as though trying to break away, with Martin moving his head to keep his lips on hers.

Eventually Joanne broke free and Martin loudly exclaimed "phworr," as Barry and then Brian took their turn, each copying Martin as they pulled Joanne towards them so that they could feel her tits against their chests while their hands roamed her back and kissed her deeply.

The sight of 3 men, each old enough to be Joanne's dad, all enjoying a moment of passion with my wife was beginning to have an effect on me as I felt my cock beginning to stiffen.

They all seemed content and there was an awkward silence as Martin then said "well, we've given you a Christmas kiss, how about you giving us one."

Joanne again laughed as the other 2 both agreed "yes, yes its only fair," as they ganged up on Joanne once again.

"You're taking advantage because I've had too much wine," Joanne accused.

"No we're not, we're just being festive," Barry countered.

"Yeah, it's usually us oldies that get accused of being boring," Brian followed up, leaving me wondering if Joanne had previously accused them of being boring as he emphasised the word boring.

Martin closed in on Joanne and she appeared to begrudgingly put her hands back on his shoulders, but certainly didn't strongly object.

They were sideways on to me again, with Barry behind Joanne, and Brian at the far side, all oblivious to me peeping through the tiny gap into the room.

Martin took Joanne into a long kiss again, and again made sure he felt her tits crush against his chest, the other 2 smiling appreciatively awaiting their turn.

Martin moved his left hand to Joanne's side, his thumb pointing upwards as he slowly moved his hand up to the side of her right breast.

This is getting close I thought to myself, then my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he brought his thumb down across the front of her breast, then moved it from top to bottom a few more times.

Joanne gasped and although I expect she tried to pull away, Martin had kept a tight grip on her with his right arm and was now pushing his tongue into my wife's throat.

"Go on son," growled Barry.

"Good girl," Brian added in the same tone.

My wife's hands were now holding the back of Martin's head, shocking me as it was obvious that she was not objecting to what was happening and it was clear that they were both tonguing each other as Martin was now groping Joanne's full and gorgeous right breast.

They broke free from each other, with Martin loudly declaring "Wow, that was fantastic."

Joanne never said a word as Barry immediately moved into position, his back to me I could see Joanne's arms around his shoulders. Barry's elbows were moving as he was obviously feeling both Joanne's large young tits.

Brian was eagerly waiting his turn and because Barry didn't have an arm around Joanne's back she broke free earlier than she had with Martin, which wasn't unexpected as Barry was the ugliest of the group.

Brian then moved into place and this time they were sideways on from Joanne's left.

Brian smiled and said "Joanne," as he took her in his arms and gave her a long kiss, firstly pulling her into his chest and then moving his right hand to her left breast.

Unlike Martin who had slowly tested the water, Brian began immediately groping my wife's left tit. The other 2 were taking a keen interest and Martin began stroking Joanne's back and seemed to be lifting her blouse slightly from behind. Barry began stroking Joanne's thigh through her skirt and eventually Brian and Joanne stopped kissing.

Brian moved slightly to the side, unaware that the other 2 had started giving Joanne some more attention. Barry moved back in front of Joanne and appeared to be massaging her hips, while Martin had slipped a hand underneath the back of her blouse and round to her right breast.

Joanne squealed as Martin began fondling her tit again, and Brian slipped his right hand down the front of Joanne's blouse and started to grope her left tit.

"Stop it you lot," Joanne laughed as she tried to defend herself as six hands suddenly overwhelmed her.

Not for the first time I readied myself to go to my wife's aid but then waited as she seemed to decide to go with the flow again.

Barry was basically laughing and holding Joanne still while Martin and Brian unbuttoned Joanne's blouse with their free hand while their other hand fondled a tit each. Her blouse fell open as Joanne shrieked "my husband might come back any moment."

"We'll hear him if he does," one of them said.

They were all laughing again, Joanne not knowing which way to turn and the three of them touching her up.

"No, no, don't, don't you dare, noooo," Joanne suddenly shrieked.

I couldn't see what was making her do this as they all seemed to be writhing around. And then I realised, one of them had undone her bra and no sooner had her bra cups moved upwards to expose her flesh then her bare tits were being fondled. My cock was rock hard as I saw my wife's tits being lifted, squeezed and moved in different directions, her pink stiff nipples occasionally poking out.

She was gasping heavily and kept closing her eyes. I also suddenly realised what Barry was doing as I saw the hemline of my wife's skirt slowly getting higher. He had been stroking her hips and had then started to gently gather her skirt and slip upwards.

I don't think Joanne realised what was happening and the other 2 seemed to notice at the same time as I did. Suddenly extra hands were on her skirt and she yelled "aaargh," as her skirt and slip were lifted above her red knickers revealing the entirety of her smooth shapely legs.

I could see her full tits wobbling as they all focussed on her midriff, her bra cups above her tits and her blouse completely open. Martin and Brian were to either side of her, Barry still in the middle and it seemed that all hands including Joanne's were between her legs.

Martin moved in between the other two and I looked in shocked horror as they started to push Joanne backwards onto the table behind her.

"Aaargh, no," Joanne shrieked but still with a hint of laughter in her voice. Comments from the guys were too numerous to mention but included "corr," and "oh yes," and "come on Joanne," and "beautiful."

The guys now had their backs to me at an angle and I saw Joanne being pushed horizontal onto the table, her legs waving around as her feet left the floor, skirt still up around her waist.

My chin then nearly dropped to the floor as I saw Martin pulling at my wife's red knickers.

"No, no, don't you dare," she shouted but yet still laughing. With the others holding her down and egging Martin on he successfully pulled Joanne's knickers off and then pulled her right leg to one side and stood between her legs.

She was still squealing and kicking her legs as though she was riding an imaginary bicycle and then my chin dropped even further as I saw Martin lower his trousers and underpants and they dropped to his ankles.

Bloody hell, I couldn't believe it, he was intending to fuck my wife.

"Martin, no, don't you dare," Joanne screamed, yet everyone including her still seemed to be laughing. I couldn't actually see Martin's cock but from the movements he was making I guessed he was trying to get it into Joanne's lovely cunt as he grabbed at her legs while the other two held her down and fondled her tits.

Then sure enough Joanne let out a loud "ohhh," and Martin's buttocks began tensing and relaxing as he was obviously beginning to fuck my gorgeous sexy little wife.

Joanne's legs had stopped cycling and she appeared to raise her knees slightly above the level of the desk as her lower legs rocked in time with Martin's thrusts, her tits shuddering on her chest while he held her hips.

The other two had relaxed their grip of Joanne's arms and tits and were leering at the sight before them and encouraging Martin with comments like "go on Martin," "give her it," as Joanne kept loudly gasping "ohh."

Suddenly Martin groaned as though he'd hurt his thigh on the edge of the desk. His thrusting paused as his buttocks clenched and then he delivered 5 deliberate thrusts into Joanne's cunt as he was obviously pumping his load into her. He leant forward and kissed Joanne and said "that was fantastic," before withdrawing his cock from her and bending down to pick up his underpants and trousers.

Barry had already got his cock out and moved to take Martin's place.

"Oh, you're swines the lot of you," Joanne feebly stated as Barry started to manoeuvre himself into position.

The sound of him complimenting my wife's body parts and moving his hairy ass into position made me feel like dashing in and thumping him.

But Joanne didn't seem distressed as now Barry began humping my wife. Her legs waving furiously as he rapidly fucked her, and her tits bouncing wildly until very quickly he began to come to the aggressive sounds of "go on Barry, go on Barry."

He threw his head back and the other two laughed at him as he wailed "ohh, ohh," as he pumped a second load of cum into my wife's cunt.

Brian almost pulled him away, such was his eagerness to have his turn with Joanne, his clothes round his ankles and his big knob waving around in front of him.

As Barry moved out of the way I could see my wife's legs wide apart and her glistening cunt lips sitting underneath her neat black bush, her cunt slightly open as it was about to take a third mature cock in quick succession.

Joanne began gasping as Brian's cock, obviously bigger than she had had before, began entering her. He started to fuck her slowly and I could hear Joanne gasping to Brian's every entry. She occasionally makes that noise for me but not as often as this, as I assumed she was really enjoying Brian's large cock inside her.

They were all looking down at Joanne as her moaning got louder. They started saying things like "go on Joanne," "go on sweetheart," "go on Joanne fuck him," "go for it Joanne you deserve it," and I couldn't blame her if this added to her excitement, being watched by three men as she climaxed.

"Ohh, ohh, ohh, oh no, oh, I'm coming, I'm coming, oh yes, oh yes," she gasped loudly.

"Ohh, ohh, orrrrrrrrrrgh," she squealed as she finally came.

"Well done darling," I heard one of them say as Brian increased his speed and completed the Christmas gang-bang of my wife.

Martin and Barry helped Joanne up, as Brian put his tackle away. She appeared unsteady on her feet as she slipped her knickers back on, her tits wobbling as she bent down. They were all making out to help her but were in fact only helping themselves to another feel of her tits or body.

"Can someone fasten my bra," she said.

I decided that I ought to make an entrance and went back to the chimes and gave them a rattle before calling, "is anyone home."

I walked through the door just as Joanne was fastening her last button.

"Are you ready yet," I asked.

"Yes," she almost breathlessly answered.

"Right we'll get off home shall we," I said.

"Yeah OK, merry Christmas everyone," Joanne said matter-of-factly but with a red flush on her face.

"Have a good one you two," Martin called to us.

"You too," Joanne cheerfully responded.

"Oh I will," Martin replied.

"I've got a feeling this is going to be my best Christmas ever," Brian said.

"I'm pretty sure it's going to be my best Christmas," Barry added.

Joanne giggled.

"What's up with them," I asked.

"Oh they've had too much to drink," she said. Hmm, there's quite a lot of liquid inside you I thought to myself.

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Work Colleagues. Gang banging

She loved having sex with him but hated having to hang around in hotel receptions while they checked into their room - she had an idea - she'd check in first, arrange to leave a key for him on reception then he could join her later. She also had a surprise for him today!!

Over the past few weeks she'd been talking to one of their colleagues who they both found attractive. Heather was a bit younger than them both but they knew she'd experienced a female/female relationship and Jackie had confided in her that she'd like to know what sex with a woman was really like. Her response was so positive. She'd mentioned it to Ian and he said if she thought Heather could be persuaded to join them in a threesome she could tell her a bit about their affair. Little did he know that she'd agreed to join them in the hotel, and little did he know what they had planned.

Jackie checked in to the hotel and then, with trembling hands and shaky voice, she rang Heather to let her know the room number. Before she even had time to undress there was a knock at the door, there was Heather in a white low cut vest top, short dark skirt and knee high boots; just the out fit that had turned Ian on when they went out for their works night out; altogether this ensemble showed off her figure to its best advantage with just a hint of slut to add to the look.

Jackie particularly liked her tits, which were just the right size to be fondled and sucked, were so pert that she could imagine her tongue teasing her nipples while she stroked and fondled them with one hand and played with her clit with the other. She could hardly believe these fantasies were about to come true. They had talked a little about what they wanted to do but they were both still slightly hesitant until Jackie very gingerly moved closer to Heather who stood up straight and placed her hands behind her head in a provocative "come and get" pose. Jackie gently touched Heather's breast with her fingertips and noticed just how hard Heathers nipples were. Jackie used both hands and cupped her breasts and squeezed then which caused Heather to drop her arms, exhale with a moan and throw her head back eyes closed. Heather raised her head looked Jackie right in the eyes and moved her head closer and closer to Jackie's face until she parted her lips and mashed them to Jackie's in an all consuming kiss forcing her tongue into Jackie's mouth and soon receiving her moist tongue in return as a reward for making Jackie's cunt positively drip.

Heather decided to take the lead and began to unbutton Jackie's black see through blouse and remove her lacy bra, as she did so Jackie unzipped the short skirt Heather wore and it slid to the floor. Heather stood there in front of her with a black thong on that left nothing to the imagination and she herself pulled the vest top over he head ruffling her hair in the process and exposing the half cup bra that allowed her nipples to be visible. Heather reached behind her and staring Jackie in the eyes removed her bra and ran her own fingers under her breasts and up to her nipples pinching them in the process.

Jackie stood there mouth open and trembling, but she noticed that she had her own hand in between her legs and was just squeezing her own cunt. Heather pinched Jackie's nipples which brought right back to reality and Heather ordered her to place her hands behind her head adding the words "now I am going o strip you and feel how wet you are" at which Jackie instantly obeyed and moaned out loud at the command.

Heather kneeled down, and eased her hands up Jackie's outer thighs, hitched her fingers into the waistband of her pants and pulled them down, noticing the tug of her cunt as it clinged with moisture to the gusset of the pants. Jackie lifted each foot so she could remove the pants and looked into Heathers eyes as she sat back on her heels and brought the gusset to her lips and gently and slowly licked it, breathing in heavily the pungent cunt smell that she had caused. Jackie just closed her eyes and shivered.

Jackie, still with her hands on her head, hips stuck out and legs apart, felt the tingle of fingertips on her knees and noticed they were followed by little wet licks. This continued up her thighs inch by inch till she felt the hands disappear and a hot panting breath tingle her cunt. Heathers nose and mouth were only a centimeter or so away from her cunt and she knew this was the moment she had longed for, for so long.

She felt Heathers hands grasp her arse cheeks and pull hard. All of a sudden Heather buried her face into Jackie's cunt and licked all along the whole of her wet dripping cunt till she flicked her clitoris expertly. All the waiting, teasing and months of fantasies all exploded together as Jackie came with a loud long scream ... "FFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK I'm CCUUUUUMMING" Her knees buckled and she fell back on the bed. Not once did Heather stop her licking, and within seconds Jackie came again, or was it that she just kept her coming for what seemed like an unbelievable amount of time.

Jackie could hardly wait for Ian to arrive and join in on this fantasy 'come true' but she wanted Heather to welcome him with her arse in the air, naked and inviting him to fuck her. She'd already checked with Heather in the various emails and she was happy to be fucked by Ian and for him to fuck her arse too if he wanted to.

She gently and reluctantly moved Heather away from her cunt and up onto her knees on the edge of the bed. Heathers shoulders and face were on the bed and her arms splayed out to the side and her tits squashed on the bed too. Heather still had her thong and boots on and Jackie stood behind her wondering if she should remove them or not and decided to leave them on. Jackie knelt down between Heathers legs and stared at her arse and slightly open cunt. It looked so fucking good and she raised her hand and brought it down on her right cheek with a loud slap. Heather jumped and moaned into the bed cover but didn't move. Jackie knew she enjoyed a good spanking as her emails had revealed quite a kinky side and willingness to try just about anything, spanking just one of them. This sudden power trip gave Jackie the confidence to want to try a few other things so she lightly spanked both cheeks till Heather was moaning continually and her cheeks and thighs were getting redder and redder.

Jackie then hitched her fingers into the waistband of Heathers thong and pulled them from her arse but only till they were half way down her thighs and restricting her ability to open her legs too far. Jackie just looked at her open cunt and the tight little pink pucker of her arse and wondered just how many cocks she had had up there over the years, it looked so un-used. Jackie stretched her hand out and lightly ran her finger over her arse hole and down her moist cunt and eased it inside feeling how warn and wet she was. She removed it and licked the juice off it noticing just how sweet it tasted and how it made her own cunt twitch. She ran her own fingers through her own cunt lips and wet her fingers and eased them back into Heather much to her joy as she grunted into the bed cover again.

Jackie just knelt there, finger fucking Heathers cunt, hearing the mix of moans and the squelch of her juices. Faster and faster she fucked her till the juice dribbled out and ran all over hand. Then she took in a lung full of air and leaned forward, pushed her tongue out and circled Heathers arse in decreasing circles till she eased it into her arse hole feeling her muscles twitch and grasp at her tongue. Jackie had never heard a woman moan so much as Heather was now, not even in the porn films she had watched.

She withdrew her fingers and licked down her cheeks till she, for the very first time, tasted the juices of a woman direct from the source. She pushed her tongue in till her chin was on her clit and her nose was pushing at her arse hole, she breathed in through her nose and smelt the bitter smell of her hole as well as the distinctive smell of sex positively oozing from her cunt. Jackie jammed two fingers up her own cunt, squeezed her thighs together and frantically licked and sniffed at Heathers cunt till she moaned loudly into Heather cunt as she came, sending heather over the edge as she squirted small amounts of cum into Jackie's mouth. Jackie was in heaven at that very point in time and knew that her and Heather could have more and more of the same over the following hours. Jackie moved to the side of the bed and kissed Heather deeply and allowed her to lick her own juices from her face and mouth. Ian would surely arrive soon and she was sure he would not be able believe his eyes if he saw this spectacle. Heather suddenly muttered "blindfold me, blindfold me, so I am ready for Ian. I want him to see me and use me as he likes and being blindfolded is such a turn on". Just then they heard a light knock on the door, Heather gasped and whispered "quick do it do it". Jackie took her blouse and tied it around her eyes just as she heard the key in the door and the door creak open. Ian walked through the door just as Jackie stood up, naked and flushed with her face all wet, with Heather naked apart from boots and a thong on her thighs, kneeling on the edge of the bed with her thighs soaked and her cunt open and wet - he took in the sight of them both, heard Heather moan and a huge grin spread across his face. Heathers bum was a sight he had wanted to see and play with for so long.

Jackie stood up and ran her finger down Heathers arse cheeks and slowly tickled Heathers bum hole and Ian stood in front of her, cupped her right tit and squeezed it and kissed her hard and long pushing his tongue into her mouth and sucking on her tongue.

He broke the kiss and said "lick her while I get undressed". She dropped to her knees again and held Heathers arse cheeks apart and licked from hole to hole with relish as Ian stripped completely. He ran his hand all over her cheeks, up her back and round to her tits and fondled them, feeling her breath hard and moan as he did so. He whispered into Heathers ear "rise up on your hands and open your mouth and lick your tongue out, Jackie is going to finger you and I want you to lick me and make me hard so I can, at last, fuck you, then I will show you what kinky things Jackie and I get up to, if you want to really join us"

Heather knelt up on all fours and Jackie continued to probed Heathers cunt with her tongue, again Jackie nodded slightly in Ian's direction so he'd know it was OK for him to do what she knew he so desperately wanted to do, and that Heather was prepared for anything he could offer. Their eyes met as he sat spread legged in front of Heather and slowly pushed his cock deep into Heather's mouth. She moaned softly as Jackie moved her fingers in and out of her cunt and the cock in her mouth started to grow and Ian moaned at the sheer pleasure of the whole scenario and finally having Heathers lips wrapped round his rapidly growing cock.

Ian held Heathers hands wide apart from her body so her mouth sank down on to his cock and the only way she could be comfortable is to bob her head to get some breath, and occasionally gag as his cock hit the back of her throat, but some how this heightened the appeal for all concerned for the couple of minutes it happened. Ian grabbed her head by her hair and lifted her head from his cock, twisted her face so that she was licking his balls. She was breathing so hard now and was quickly approaching an orgasm and shouted "Jackie push as many fingers in my cunt as possible .... I am going to cum". Jackie rammed four fingers into Heathers cunt and lapped her arse hole like there was no tomorrow and Heather just buried her head in the crack of Ian's arse and screamed her way through an orgasm. Ian just smiled at Jackie and wanked on his cock to keep it nice and hard while Heather breathed hard into his arse and the bed.

When Heather had got her breath back she realized Ian was no longer on the bed in front of her. She heard a sucking sound and assumed Jackie must be blowing Ian some where in the room. He was in fact stood behind her and Jackie was sucking and licking him to get him nice and hard and wet ready to fuck Heather.

He stopped Jackie and said "now get under Heather in a 69 so she can lick your cunt and you can lick hers while you watch me fuck the shit out of her"

She helped Heather to her hands and knees again and slid under her, wriggling down the bed, licking her tits and stomach as she did so. Finally she reached the right spot and Heather wasted no time in grabbing Jackie's thighs opening them wide and pulling them up in the air and burying her face into the soaking wet cunt opened in front of her and lapping away like she had not had sex for years. She was so turned on that anyone could have done anything to her at that point.

Jackie, underneath Heather, teased her clit with her tongue and fondled Ian's balls as he stood waiting to fuck her. Jackie wanked on his shaft and he even squatted a little to push it into her mouth for a few thrusts. He pulled his cock, wet and hard, from her mouth and guided it to her cunt. He grabbed Jackie's hand and told her to "hold it while I push it in", this she did with much pleasure. His purple head soon passed Heathers lips and slowly disappeared into her cunt right up to the hilt, pushing a large sigh, as well as a lot of cunt juice, out of Heather, who didn't miss a beat with her tongue in Jackie's cunt.

Ian's pent up feelings took over and he slammed into her for all his might and fucked her harder and harder. Her cunt was so tight and wet it was almost sucking him in and Jackie kept hold of his balls and continued to lap at her clit from below. He knew he wouldn't last too long listening to the pure sound of sex and the guttural grunts and animal noises coming from Heather as she took all this and moaned to Jackie to move from under her and get ready.

Jackie then moved out from under her and whispered to Ian that Heather had agreed he could fuck her arse - his eyes widened and she thought he was going to come there and then at the thought of it, but he slowly eased his cock out of her cunt and stood back for a few seconds to try and stop himself from coming. He gently pushed first one finger then two into Heathers arse hole that looked so inviting between the soft round tanned cheeks of her arse. As he did so Jackie continued to fondle his balls and had kneeled behind him gently fingering and licking his arse hole. Ian moaned "that's it, nice and gently ... go on lick my arse you slut". Heather gasped and spoke for the first time "Ian lick mine too, lick it and finger it, get it ready then FUCK ME in it, please fuck me in my arse, hard and rough, treat me like the slut whore I want to be"

By now his cock was even harder as he bent over and pushed his tongue into Heathers arse tasting her sweat and cunt juice Jackie had smeared all over it. Jackie licked his arse for a few seconds more then moved round and licked his rock hard cock and soaking balls and got up. She moved over to the dresser and got the tube of lube and squirted a load onto her hand and wrapped her hand round his cock again, coating it from tip to base and even smeared the rest all over his arse.

He stood behind the panting Heather and touched the tip of his cock onto her arse hole. She pushed as though trying to take a shit and her hole opened and a fart erupted, but she knew what she was doing. She needed to open up ready for this cock. He pushed, she moaned, Jackie watched closely and moaned, he push hard till he sank in right up to his balls with a great gasp he was in. everyone stayed still for a few seconds, Heather to get used to this invasion, Ian to stop from coming and Jackie because she was coming with three fingers in her cunt and her thighs clasped together very hard. This was the first time she had come without closing her eyes, she wasn't even blinking looking at the sight of Ian, her work colleague fucking Heather, another of their work colleagues, in the arse.

She knew this was only the beginning and we hadn't all started the kinky games yet.

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