GAME NIGHTS - PART 2

Game Nights – Part 2
By RLM

Preface:

This story is a continuation of “Game Nights” that can be found on page 5 of my directory. In Part 1, four wives, Traci, Karen, Julia, and Paula are tired of their husbands spending every Saturday night playing poker. Instead of complaining about the situation, they make their husbands an offer they can’t refuse: they can either play cards or they can participate in “Game Night” with four sensuous and eager women. The first game night featured an erotic quiz with Paula as the prize. This was followed by hunt by the four husbands for “cunt animals” in the woods. The second game night actually lasted a full week with each husband tying to seduce one of the other wives.

Part 2 opens with the four wives each trying to cheat with a lover without their husband catching them. The husband who succeeds in keeping his wife’s secret cheating to a minimum wins the grand prize… total sexual access to all four wives for a week.

Let the games begin!
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Deception:

Vance LeFavor couldn’t keep his eyes of his wife’s sexy ass and bouncing tits as she busied herself preparing breakfast. Every few minutes Traci would bend over to get something from one of the lower cabinets. Of course, she never bent her knees when she did it, and every time her short skirt would slide up her buttocks to ****** her naked ass and often provide a brief glimpse of her cunt.

“Damn, Woman! You’re getting me hard.”

“Really? After seven years of marriage and fucking me over 2000 times? I didn’t realize that you were still a teenage boy peeking up skirts.”

“I’m not! It’s just that you’re wearing that hot skirt with no panties and that other stuff.”

“Other stuff? What other stuff?”

“You know what I’m talking about… the game night stuff and you trying to cheat without me catching you.”

“Thinking about that is getting you hard, is it?” Traci teased as she bent over to place her husband’s pancakes in front of him. Vance didn’t even glance at the hot pancakes; his eyes were locked on his wife’s big, swinging tits that were almost totally *******.

“Oh shit! You’re not wearing a bra either. Who are you going to do it with?”

With you, of course, Honey. Why do you think I would try to seduce some guy I don’t even know to have sex with me?”

“Well… I mean you and the other wives suggested this as the next game.”

“We were just teasing you. You don’t think we were really serious do you?”

“It seemed that way to me.”

“Well, you can forget that, Vance. It’s not gonna happen.”
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As Vance began to eat his pancakes, Chadd was staring at his wife to stunned to say anything.

“Are you Ok, Chadd? You haven’t touched your breakfast,” Julia asked.

“Why are you wearing that baggy dress, Julia? It looks like a moo-moo. And my gawd, you’re wearing combat boots! I thought you were supposed to be seducing someone for this week’s game?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Chadd. I have to do the week’s laundry and the grocery shopping, not to mention cleaning the carpets. This is a perfectly reasonable dress. Or do you think I usually do the laundry wearing a mini-skirt?”

“No. Of course not. I just thought… I mean… the game, you know.”

“Forget that, Honey. That was just to turn you guys on.”

“It’s not for real?”

“Of course not. Now eat your breakfast.”
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Alan was already halfway through his usual breakfast of a high-fiber cereal, orange juice, and black coffee when Karen entered. Alan stopped eating and stared at his wife’s elegant attire. The purple dress she wore fit tightly across her large breasts but the high neckline ******* none of them. Below her waist, the garment hung loosely in beautiful folds to a point two inches above her knees. Her two-inch heels matched the dress perfectly.

“Well, how do I look, Honey?” Karen asked with a broad smile.

“You look fantastic! That dress looks expensive and gorgeous.”

“It’s sort of on the expensive side, but not outrageously so. Besides, considering my new job as assistant curator at the Stansfield, I need to look like I belong there.”

“I thought you said your new job was assistant manager in an art store?”

“I might have said “manager” instead of “curator”, but I decided that “curator” sounds more important. Don’t you think so? And the Stansfield Art Museum certainly isn’t an art store. It’s one of the more prestigious museums emphasizing black and minority art in the region.”

“No… No, of course not. I’m just a little surprised. I thought you might dress more… you know… more erotic considering the game.”

“The game? What game?”

“You know… the Friday night game.”

“Oh that. We were just teasing you guys.” Karen paused staring at her husband and then asked, “You do know we were just teasing, don’t you?”

“Sure… sure… I know that. I was just teasing you back.”

“Oh. Okay. I guess that’s fair. See you later tonight. Wish me luck.”

“You know I always do, Honey.”
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Gordon ate breakfast alone wondering where Paula was. As he worked on the eggs and bacon he had made, he called out to his wife a couple of time without receiving an answer. As he finished eating, he called out a third time. This time, he heard Paula’s answering voice.

“I’m outside in the driveway, Gordon!”

As soon as Gordon emerged from their front door, he saw Paula standing beside her SUV where she had obviously been loading stuff into the back.

“What’s going on, Paula?”

“I’m just loading the signs we’re going to be using at the garage sale to raise money for the new YMCA. I’ll be there most of the day, but don’t worry, I’ll be home in time to fix dinner.”

Instead of answering, Gordon just stared at Paula long-sleeve sweater that extended below the waist of her jeans and completely covered her breasts. The legs of her jeans were long and baggy and almost completely covered the flip-flops she was wearing.

“Did you hear what I said, Gordon? You look like you’re in a trance or a coma. Are you all right?”

Quickly recovering his composure, he stammered, “I’m fine… just surprised at what you’re wearing. Do you plan on doing some yard work or something today?”

“What did you expect me to wear? A bikini to a garage sale for the YMCA?”

“Well, you’d probably sell more if you did.”

“Your little head is doing your thinking again, Baby. For your information, almost all the customers at a garage sale are women. Okay?”

“Yeah…yeah. I’ll see you tonight.”
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The Detectives:

I really didn’t believe Traci when she told me they were just teasing us about spending the week trying to cheat with another guy without any of the husbands finding out. I realized that she could be telling me the truth, but I had no intention of gambling that she was.

As soon as I left the house, I pulled into a park sufficiently near our house to give me an unobstructed view of our driveway and garage. While I waited, I called my office and let them know I would be coming in late due to unexpected problems. Everyone was understanding.

After four hours of waiting with nothing happening, I was about to give up and head to my office when our front opened and Traci emerged. With the temperature in the 50’s, she wore a full-length coat making it impossible for me to tell if she was still wearing the same sexy dress she had worn at breakfast or not. Although I knew she could just be going grocery shopping or out for lunch with a friend, I also knew that she could be meeting a lover. When her car pulled on to the street, I followed a discreet distance behind.

Fifteen minutes later, Traci’s car pulled into the parking lot of the largest mall in the downtown area. Before I could find a parking place, she had already disappeared inside Macy’s department store. I hurried inside, but by the time I arrived, my wife had vanished. For ten minutes, I walked up and down the aisles of the store, but the crowd was so large, I knew it was hopeless. In addition to the crowd, some of the store exits opened into the central area of the mall so Traci could have left Macy’s and entered another store. I gave up and returned to my car.

The rest of the day was spent watching the entrance to the mall to make certain that Traci didn’t leave to meet a lover. She returned to her car around 5 PM or so and headed home. Satisfied that nothing more than lunch, shopping, and a movie at the mall had happened, I left the parking lot, waited a discreet 30 minutes and then returned home to find my wife preparing dinner.
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As Vance searched the ground floor of Macy’s, I watched in amusement from the mezzanine. If he ever decided to give up his job and begin a new career as a PI, we would probably starve to death.

After he left, I ordered a BLT from the deli and enjoyed lunch while I waited to see if my husband would return. After a half hour, it was obvious that he had abandoned his quest.

Leaving the mall through an entrance on the opposite side, I headed east in the direction of the Soho district. At least, that’s what everyone called that district since it contained all the night clubs, bars, adult theaters and book stores as well as all the strip clubs. I knew I had arrived when I began to hear wolf whistles as my heels clicked against the sidewalk. A few minutes later, I saw the large, flashing neon sign advertising the “Touch of Venus”.

The cover charge for men during the lunch hour was $15 that included one drink. For unescorted women, the cover was waived, and the drinks were complementary. On stage, a nearly naked blonde wearing only a tiny G-string and heels was busy hunching her pelvis at the men crowded as close to the stage as possible. As I watched the woman’s large tits bouncing erotically, a waitress wearing not much more than the dancer approached me.

“Would you like a table, Honey? Or are you waiting from someone?”

“Neither. Is Stan around or does he only work evenings?”

“He alternates. Right now, he’s here. Are you a friend or what?”

“Probably closer to what,” I replied. “I met him about a month ago when I and some of my friends spent a couple of hours drinking and watching the men drool over the dancers.”

The waitress laughed at that remark. “Yeah. “Drool” is exactly what most of them do. So you want to see Stan?”

“If he has time.”

“For you, I’m absolutely certain he will have time.”

As soon as I entered Stan’s office, he pulled up a chair for me right in front of his desk. Instead to returning to his chair on the other side of the desk, he took a seat on the desk itself. I was still standing beside the chair when he asked, “So, what brings the gorgeous married lady back to the Touch of Venus?”

“As I recall, you invited me back.”

“I did. I absolutely did. And I also offered you a job as a dancer if I recall correctly.”

“You do, and my answer is still the same: I can’t take a job as a dancer. I’m married.”

“That’s makes you even hotter… a lot hotter. Are you sure you won’t reconsider?”

“No chance, Honey. But I would consider dancing a few sets in the afternoons this week only… not as an employee, but as an unpaid, but very turned on housewife.” As this point, I took off my coat and dropped it to the floor. Stan’s mouth opened wide, and at the same time, I saw his cock lurch and throb. I wasn’t really surprised since all I had on under my coat was a teddy that ******* over half of my tits, a matching pair of very brief bikini panties, thigh-high dark stockings and almost equally high long, black, come-fuck-me boots.

“Do you think the customers will like watching me strip naked, Honey?”

Stan was now slowly stroking his semi-hard cock through his pants. “You have do more than just strip naked, Traci.”

“You mean I have to spread my legs?”

“Yes… wide open.”

“And hump my ass at all the men?”

“Oh hell yes!”

“Maybe spread the lips of my pussy open so they can see how wet I am?”

“Oh fuck yes! And make sure they can all see how hard your clit is.”

“Bend over and let them all see my ass?”

“Of course, and spread your buttocks when you do it.”

“Oh gawd, Stan. You’re getting me so damn hot. Can I do it? Just for this week… in the afternoons when hubby is at work?”

“Show me your tits!”

“Oohhh gawd yes,” I moaned as I pulled the teddy down to bare both of my breasts. I even cupped them for Stan’s viewing pleasure. “Are my tits getting your cock hard, Honey?”

“Like steel. What a rack you’ve got! Spread wide. Show it to me!”

Leaning back, I opened my legs as wide as I could. At the same time, I arched my hips. My panties were so wet, I wondered if he could see right through them. “Like this?” I asked.

“Hell no! I can’t see your pussy. Pull the panties aside, Traci. Show me your pussy.”

“Wouldn’t your rather see my cunt?”

“Shit yes! Show me your hot, wet, married cunt! NOW!”

As my fingers jerked my panties aside, Stan stripped off his pants and briefs. His eyes locked onto my cunt as his cock shot straight up in the air.

“Gawd! What a cock you’ve got!” My clit throbbed at the sight.

“You really want to strip in the afternoons?” he asked as he moved closer, slowly jacking his thick cock for me.

“Oh Yes!”

“You know I’m going to fuck you, don’t you?”

“I know.”

“What do you know?”

“That you’re going to fuck me… every day… with that huge cock!” I was now frantically stroking my clit as Stan watched.

“Lose the panties,” Stan ordered.

I almost tore them in my haste to get them off. At the same time, I tossed my panties aside and spread my legs. I couldn’t keep my fingers off my erect clit. Stan moved closer until he was standing between my legs with his iron-hard cock a few inches from my face.


“Suck it, Traci. All the way down your throat.”

‘UUummm… Ooouuppf….”

“Deeper! Push it down your throat.”

“UUUMMM… OOOPPHHHFFF… GGGHHAAA…”

“Grab my ass cheeks, Slut. Gonna fuck your throat!”

Stan’s cock began to slide back and forth inside my widely stretched mouth and down my throat. I gagged a little and groaned continuously as my fingers worked feverishly over my throbbing clit. Saliva and Stan’s seminal fluids began to slide out of the corners of my fully stuffed mouth. His lubricated shaft pumped even faster causing long ropes of saliva and male juices to dangle from my chin.

Finally, I had to pull away so I could breathe. My chest and tits were heaving as I fell onto my back and jerked my legs into female fucking position. “HURRY! FUCK ME, STAN! FUCK ME!”

Stan moved closer, grabbed a small pillow from the end of the couch, and held it just below my ass cheeks. I knew what to do without being told. Pulling my legs even higher, I lifted my hips high enough to allow Stan to push the pillow under my ass. Moving back, he stared at me lying there with my legs bent and spread wide apart and my ass lifted off the bed to give him total access to my pussy. I could feel my juices pouring out of my vagina and seeping downward to cover my asshole. I couldn’t keep my hips still, and just couldn’t wait any longer.

“Please, Stan. Put it in me!”

“What?”

“Your cock! Your big, hard cock. Ram it into me… hurry… FUCK ME!”

Again Stan moved between my legs, but instead of ramming his iron-hard cock into me, he ran a finger along the wet lips of my pussy upward until it was on my clit, circling it… rubbing me… making my vagina go into hard spastic contractions. He worked my clit even faster, and in less than a minute the muscles in my belly knotted, my vagina contracted, and I ejaculated in an intense orgasm.

My pussy was still throbbing as he bent forward and ran his tongue up and down my wet sex trench.

“AAHH AAHHH… AAAHHH… UUNNGHH… AAAHHH!” I heard myself howl as my belly again knotted in a hard spasm.

Stan’s tongue was now moving inside my wet pussy sucking out my juices. When his mouth captured my clit and his tongue began stroking up and down its throbbing length, I came again, even harder this time. Stan didn’t let up. His tongue continued to flick over and up and down my pulsing clit. I felt myself about to explode again. My unintelligible gasps, moans, and shrieks filled the room as the hot stud made my cunt and clit surge into another series of hard spasms.

I was still throbbing hard when the conquering male stud grinned, moved upward between my raised and wide open legs, and drove his sex spike into my gushing and very eager cunt.”

“AAHHHH… YES! OHHHH SHIT, YES! YOU’RE FUCKING ME… FUCKING MEEEE!”

A moment later, I felt Stan’s hand wrap around my calves and press my legs even further back to elevate my hips and make my pussy a wide open target for his sex gun. The hot stud rammed all eight inches of his hard dick into me. I groaned and Stan grunted when we both heard and felt the dull thud of a hard cock driving into the bottom of my throbbing cunt.

Stan’s dick hit into me again and again going all the way to the bottom of my cunt on every stroke. His thrusts would suddenly slow and leave me begging for more cock. Then he would speed up driving me another orgasm as his huge cock completely filled me.

When I felt him throbbing wildly inside me, I knew that he was about to shoot. Not wanting it to stop yet, I whispered in his ear. “Let me get on top, Lover. My turn to fuck you.”

Stan nodded and after pumping me with a few more quick hard strokes, he rolled over onto his back and waited for me mount him. Watching his thick shaft dripping with my juices as it throbbed hard, sent shivers down my spine. He kept his eyes locked on my pussy as I swung my leg over his hips.

Once I was straddling him, I aligned his big cock with my opening and sat down hard. It sank easily into my depths causing me to gasp as it stretched me wide open. After a few minutes of sliding my pussy up and down his rigid cock, I pushed down hard until I felt the fat head grinding against my womb. Suddenly, my vaginal muscles went into hard spasms milking his cock as I came again. My juices gushed and ran down his throbbing dick.

As my orgasm faded, I fell forward onto his chest mashing my tits against him. He let me rest for a few moments before he began to ram his hips up and down pumping my cunt with hard strokes.

“Ohhh shit… you big-cocked, hot stud. You’re gonna make me cum again… aaaahhhh… give it to meeeee! Fuck me hard. Shoot it in … fill me with your load, Stan. FUCK IT INTO ME!”

His hands pulled me down hard on his surging dick as my cunt began to throb and spasm. I felt Stan’s cock throb hard, and then I felt the big head swelling and throbbing inside me as Stan pumped stream after stream of cum into the depths of my cunt.


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Julia watched as Chadd backed his car out of their garage. A moment later, she watched it disappear in the direction of the freeway that would take him to his office at the bank.

“I wonder if he actually believed that stuff about us just teasing the guys,” she said aloud to herself. “Guys are naïve, but maybe not that naïve. I think I’d better check before I call Jason.”

Retreating to her bedroom, I quickly stripped off the baggy moo-moo. I didn’t have to bother to remove anything else since I was naked beneath the garment. Two minutes later, the combat boots were also lying on the floor. As I surveyed my naked body in the full-length mirror, I couldn’t resist cupping my firm 36D tits and lightly running my fingers over their sensitive tips. Slowly my legs spread and then one hand dropped to my pussy where two fingers slipped back and forth through my very wet slit.

“MMmmmmm… I think Jason will like what he sees,” I groaned as my fingers found her my clitoris. Gradually, my hips began to pump in fuck motions as my clit throbbed between my fingers.

“Are you gonna fuck me, Jason? Fuck me with your big black cock? Aaahhh…. Fuck it into me, Stud… MMmmmmm. You want me to lie down and spread my legs for you, don’t you Stud?”

Hurrying to the bed, I did exactly that. When I spread my legs wide and arched my hips, I could imagine Jason’s huge dick becoming iron hard for my cunt. “Like my cunt, Lover? Are you gonna fuck it with that big black cock?” I said aloud.

My fingers were now working feverishly in and out of my throbbing vagina. Ramming them deep, I ground my hand against my engorged clitoris. In just moments, my first orgasm erupted. Juices spurted drenching my hand and the bed covers. I couldn’t stop. Two minutes later, a second orgasm shook me and then a third before I could finally pull my fingers from my still pulsing cunt.

An hour later, I had taken a shower but had not washed my pussy. I wanted it to smell musky and ready for sex. As I did my make up, I could smell its enticing, musky aroma.

“Oh fuck. All the men are going to be smelling your wife’s hot cunt today, Hubby,” I again said aloud giggling as I did so. “I’m not even going to wear panties, Baby. So not only will the men smell your wife’s cunt, but if I just spread my legs a little, they will see it as well. Do you think they will be able to see inside my wet, open pussy?”

I didn’t have to think hard about what I was going to wear. I simply selected the tightest, shortest sheathe in my closet. It ******* the tops of my breasts and since I had no intention of wearing a bra, my nipples were clearly outlined by the tight dress.

I did try on several pairs of CFM heels. Finally, I chose a pair that laced up around my calf. One final look in the mirror, and I was ready to go.

Before leaving the house, I called my husband’s bank. As usual, the receptionist, Gloria, answered.

“BancFirst. How may I help you,” came her sexy voice over the phone. I wondered if Chadd had ever fucked her.

“Hi, Gloria. It’s Julia. Has my husband arrived for work yet?”

“Yes. About 30 minutes ago. Shall I get him on the phone?”

“No. Don’t bother. Just give him a note asking him to stop by the Northside Cleaners on the way home to pick up his pants and two of my dresses.”

“No problem, Julia. Now you have fun today. Bye.”

As I was leaving the house, I thought, “She’s not as dumb as she looks.”
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It was a thirty minute drive to Jason’s country estate. As executive vice president of BancFirst, I had met him numerous times at social functions hosted by the bank. At all of these parties, Chadd would invariably busy himself discussing bank business with other officials of the bank leaving me alone. Of course, Jason never failed to take advantage of that. I couldn’t remember a single party at which Jason had not hit on me. And he was very aggressive. At the first party, he had gotten me outside and told me I was the hottest, sexiest wife he had ever seen.

I was shocked but also secretly pleased. I was even more shocked when he moved closer and said, “Just looking at you gets me hard as stone. Feel me,” he had ordered. When I didn’t move, he just took my hand and pressed it against his organ.

I remember thinking that I should pull away, but I had never felt a cock that big and absolutely iron hard. Before I realized it, I had my hand wrapped around his shaft through his pants and was actually stroking it.

At that point his hands moved to my tits and caressed them as he whispered in my ear. I vividly remembered his words:

“I want to fuck you. Many times. And I'm going to fuck you.”

I had pulled away and said something like, “I can’t. I’m married. And you’re my husband’s boss.” Fifteen minutes later, my pussy was still pulsing.

After that first time, I thought Jason would not hit on me again. Boy! Was I ever wrong about that. At every party, he would find a way to maneuver me away from the crowd and pick up where ever things had ended the previous time. Eventually, he succeeded in baring my tits and sucking my nipples until he had me panting. Every time, he would have my hand circling his erection stroking him. One or two parties later, he was getting his hand under my dress as his lips sucked my nipples. At the Xmas party last year, he had fingered fucked me to orgasm. A month ago, I had removed his cock from his pants and given him a hand job. He was so thick, I couldn’t get hand all the way around his dick, and when he shot off, it was like a cum explosion. I had had an orgasm when he came.

When all the wives had come up with this week’s game of seeing how many times we could cheat with the same guy without our husbands catching us, I didn’t have any problems picking out my lover.

Jason was elated when I had called and told him. He assured me that I was certain to win the game since he intended to screw me several times every day this week.
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As soon as I pulled into the driveway of the large country estate, Jason came out to meet me. His very expensive business suit concealed his trim, powerful body as well as the size and girth of his awesome cock. But I knew it was there, and I knew it was already hard and ready. So was I.

As he escorted me into his home, his hand roamed over my buttocks while his eyes devoured the ******* tops of my tits. As we moved through the front door, his hand moved beneath my short dress onto my naked ass and from there between my thighs to my soaked pussy.

“Fuck! No panties. I love it,” he gasped as his fingers found my clit.

“Uummmm… aaahhh… yess… oh yes… like that… do meee,” I groaned as my hips pumped against his probing fingers.

“Are you wearing a bra,” he asked as two fingers slipped into my throbbing and very wet cunt.

“No… no bra. Aaahhh gawd… that feels so fucking good.”

“Really? Let’s see,” he whispered. In one smooth motion, Jason bared both of my tits. A moment later, I felt his tongue on my erect nipples moving from one to the other.

“Do you plan to strip me and fuck me right here in the entryway?”

“Would you mind?”

“You can fuck me any place you want, Jason. As much as you want this week.”

“I intend to, and even after the week is over, I intend to continue fucking you. Maybe not every day, but often.” he whispered as his fingers worked on my hard clit.

Jason’s fingers moved faster. My hips hunched in response. I heard a shuddering groan coming from my mouth. My eyes closed at the same time as I boiled over into an intense orgasm. My entire body shook as I pushed down on the fingers working inside my pussy.

“Aaahhhh fuck! I’m cumming... Don’t stop! I’m cumming!”

Jason gave a low, satanic laugh as I squirmed and humped on his probing fingers. “Cum, you hot slut. Cum harder,” he whispered in my ear. Juices squirted from my throbbing cunt as I followed his orders.

As soon as my second orgasm ebbed, Jason stripped me of my dress leaving me naked except for my heels. He cupped and hefted my tits, kissing each in turn, and then sucked my nipples until he had me moaning.

“Take out my cock,” he whispered.

I didn’t hesitate a moment. Pulling down the zipper, I reached and struggled to extract his huge, thick shaft through the small opening. He was so fucking hard, I couldn’t believe it. It was more like an iron bar than a man’s cock. When I finally had his erection in my hand, his entire shaft throbbed and pulsed.

“Stroke it.. then suck it,” he commanded.

Slowly, my hand moved back and forth around the thick shaft.

He moved closer. I opened my mouth. The uncut head pushed inward stretching my mouth to the limit. Finally, it began to sink inward. Sucking and licking as it moved deeper, my hand continued to jack off the portion that remained outside my mouth. His hands stayed on my shoulders as I jacked him with firmer, faster strokes. His cock throbbed inside my mouth.

“Suck all it, Baby. All the way down your throat.”

Without any hesitation, my lips slid down his cock until they came to the lowest point I had previously reached. My mouth was stuffed with black cock. Jason’s hand moved to my cunt where it worked on my clit.

“Finish it, Julia. Take it down your throat. Now!”

Taking a deep breath through my nose, I pressed his cock against my throat. I gagged… then snorted… I pressed harder. To my amazement, my lips slid even further down his cock as I felt it entering my throat. I gagged again, but Jason ignored me and drove more cock into my mouth. Once in my throat, there was no further resistance. Quickly, his entire length entered my mouth until my lips were pressed firmly against his groin. My hands cupped his balls as he fucked my mouth while his fingers worked on my clit.


I assumed Jason would ejaculate down my throat, but he wanted to shoot his first load inside my cunt. Withdrawing, he pushed me onto my back on the couch. Instantly, my legs rose and spread into female fucking position. His cock was dripping with my saliva as he stared at the wet opening of my pussy.

“Ready?” he asked.

My answer was to jerked my legs further back, arch my hips, and open my pussy with my fingers. “Fuck me! Fuck me hard, Lover. Stick that big, black cock into me and fill me with your load.”

He did. Moving between my legs, Jason aligned his cock with my cunt, snapped his hips forward sending at seven inches of cock surging into my vagina.

“AAAHHHH… YOU’RE FUCKING ME! YOU’RE FINALLY FUCKING MEEEE!”

Again and again, Jason’s cock slammed into my hole. I could feel his balls slapped against my upturned ass on every stroke. The thick shaft was putting huge pressure on my G-spot on every thrust, and each time his cock thudded into my womb the base worked my clit erotically. “Oh shit… you’re making me cum… aaahhhh… fuck meee… FUCK MEEEE!”

Jason pistoned into me even harder… faster… deeper until he had me babbling. I could hear myself screaming “fuck.. fuck… fuck.. fuck..” over and over as he screwed me. I was having repeated orgasms when he finally grunted and filled me with a thick, huge cum load.

Before I left later that afternoon, Jason had fucked me four times. After that first screwing on his couch, he taken me into the bedroom where he took me in doggie position and fucked my ass. Later, when we were having a snack in the kitchen, he bent me over the kitchen table and again fucked both my cunt and my ass. Finally, when I started to get into my car to leave, he pushed me into the back seat and again rammed his cock into me, this time in missionary position.


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Before I arrived at work, I had opened the top of my dress to ****** more of my 36DD breasts. In addition, I unfastened several buttons at the bottom of the dress so that my legs and sexy boots were on display. As I walked from my car to the museum entrance, every step ******* my legs. I knew I had the full attention of every man I passed.

Marcus Stansfield, being in his middle 80s, rarely took a hand in the operation of his museum. That responsibility was now handled primarily by his son Carl who spent most of his time making contacts and raising funds for the museum. Carl’s son, Jack, was in charge of the actual, on-site operation of the museum. Consequently, it was Jack who had hired me. During the interview, he had made no effort to conceal his interest in the tops of my ******* tits and the generous expanse of thigh flesh I provided every time I crossed my legs.

I hadn’t been at work more than an hour before Jack had led me into his private office. His hand was already caressing my ass when we entered. As soon as the door closed, he was behind me with his hands cupping my tits as his cock pressed against my ass. His lips were on my neck as he unzipped my dress. A moment later, it fell to the floor leaving me in my black boots and red teddy with only a mesh top over my tits and tiny black thong covering my pussy. As soon as I turned around, he stared open mouthed at my nearly naked breasts.

“Fuck, what a rack you’ve got, Karen. You have no idea how hard my cock is right now.”

“You’re supposed to get hard when I show off my tits and legs, Honey. Is that the only reason you hired me?”

“Of course not.”

“Bullshit. What else?”

“It’s true,” Jack protested. “There are other reasons you’re the new manager of the museum.”

“Really? Such as?”

“Your gorgeous ass and pussy as well as your wet, sexy mouth.”

“How do you know? You’ve haven’t even seen my ass or pussy.”

“That’s true. Let me see them. Lose that fuckin thong.”

Jack clutched his iron-hard cock as I bent over and slowly pulled the skimpy black thong down my thighs. I could feel the wetness on my thighs and smell the musky aroma of my aroused pussy. Turning, I posed erotically with my legs spread enough for the handsome, black stud to have an good view of my slit and the neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair that pointed toward the real center of his interest.

“Well? What do think? Are you going to fire me?”

“Maybe. Are you a good fuck?”

“I haven’t had any complaints.”

“Bend over and show it to me… ass and cunt.”

“Like this?”

“Lift your leg so I can see everything,” Jack groaned as he unzipped his pants and extracted eight and a half inches of thick black cock. I followed his order, and Jack’s cock surged upward in a rigid, throbbing erection.

“Damn! I’m surprised that your husband ever lets you out of his sight.”

“He thinks I’m working with your granddad, Honey. And he knows Marcus is 85 years old. He doesn’t know what a sexy stud his grandson is. He thinks… aaahhhh… ooohhhhh … yesssss!” As the black tongue swiped through the wet lips of my cunt, my moans filled the room. Jack held my hips in place as his tongue pushed into my wet vagina.

“UUmmmnnn… Ahhh… fuck… mmmmm… don’t stop.”

My hips began to hunch when I felt Jack’s fingers move to my engorged clitoris. The tongue whipped back and forth over my sensitive clit tip while the fingers worked on the shaft. Two thick fingers plunged into my hot, pulsing hole where they pressed hard against my G-spot.

“Aaahhh shit… shit…. Aaahhhh… do it… do it… mmmmm... don’t stop..aaahhh shit… harder… fuck it, Baby… fuck it hard. Make me cum!”

My cunt contracted in spasms as my clitoris throbbed in my first orgasm. I didn’t know it at the time, but at the same moment as I was cumming on Jack’s tongue, Jason began fucking Julia and Traci was mounting Stan’s cock.

My cunt was still throbbing when Jack pushed me onto my back on one of the office couches. Mu hips were already hunching in anticipation when the black stud jerked my left leg high in the air while spreading my right one far to the side spreading me wide open. Automatically, my pelvis arched off the couch to present my cunt to the black lover whose cock was now dripping semen. When he whacked my still erect clit with his cock, hot moans of surprise and pleasure erupted from my mouth. My legs pushed my hips even higher. Again, the iron hard black cock thudded against my clit bringing more female grunts and passionate shrieks. My pelvis pumped in fuck motions.

“Fuck me, Jack. Please. Fuck me!”

“Where?”

“In my pussy… please… put your big cock into me… Fuck me.”

“Where?”

“Oohhhh gawd… in my cunt… in my married cunt. Fuck me. Screw me!”

The black shaft whacked my clit even harder. “What if I want to fuck your sexy ass?”

“YES! YES! My ass… my cunt… any hole you want… any time you want it. Fuck me… please… just fuck me.”

“OOOHHH GAWD … YES! LIKE THAT! OOOHH FUCKKK… IT’S GOING INNN! YOU’RE SO DAMN BIG… SCREW ME, STUD… GIVE IT TO MEEEEE!”

At first, Jack went very slow, fucking me with short, half-inch strokes. Slowly, his massive pole was disappearing inside my cunt. After screwing me deliciously for several minutes, I felt his balls slapping my upturned ass. His cock was in me… all the way… buried in my cunt to the root. I heard myself moaning continuously:

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck… fuck… oh fuck… fuck.. fuck.. fuck.. oh gawd, you’re fucking me with that huge cock… Give it to meeee!”

Jack’s strokes became longer and deeper. I could feel the big head thudding into my womb every time he slammed into me. All eight or nine inches of cock were stretching me, grinding against my G-spot, pounding my cervix, and mashing against my clit. Suddenly, my body began to shake as I thrashed around, the orgasm ripping through my vagina, knotting the muscles in my belly. My mouth stretched wide as my tongue flicked rapidly over my top lip.

Jack hadn’t cum yet, but he continued to fuck me, his cock driving my hips deep into the cushions of the couch on each thrust.
My legs came up and locked around his waist as my hands gripped his butt.

“Oh yes.. oh yes… fuck me, Jack. Fuck me hard. Cum in me, Baby. Shoot it innnn!”

Jack’s cock was jack hammering in and out of me now. “I’m not ready to pump the load into you, Karen,” he grunted as he tried to hold back his orgasm.

At that point, another massive orgasm flooded through my body producing wild, uncontrolled female screams. I could feel my cunt throbbing and pulsing hard around his hard cock. That was all Jack could take. He drove his rod into the bottom of my cunt, held himself there while his cock jerked and throbbed draining his balls as he fired thick streams of semen into me.

As his body collapsed on top of me, he gasped and said, “I hope you’re on the pill, Karen, but it doesn’t matter. The cum loads are going into your wet, hot cunt every time anyway.”

“That’s where you’re supposed to shoot your load, Stud, and that’s exactly where I want it.”

We rested for awhile before I began sucking his semi-hard shaft. At first, I could easily take his entire cock, but as within a few minutes, his erection surged and I gagged as he forced his cock down my throat. When he was fully erect, he ordered me to mount him. I rode his dick for a half hour before he jerked his rod out of my erupting cunt, pushed me onto my back, and emptied his thick cum load all over my boots.

Jack kept me naked except for my boots all morning and through lunch. Every time I walked by him with my tits bouncing, he would bend me over the nearest table or chair and nail that black shaft into my cum-filled pussy and fill it with another load. I had to eat lunch riding his cock. For dessert, I got another helping of his semen.

We actually got back to work after that. I had just finished arranging for the guided tours of the museum the next day and was working on the accounting for the day’s expenses and income we had collected from entry fees and gift shop sales when Jack entered.

“Forget that stuff, Karen. You can finish that tomorrow.”

“My husband expects me to be home when he comes in from work.”

“What time is that?”

“Usually around 5:30 to 6:00 PM.”

“Plenty of time. Come on. I haven’t sampled your hot ass yet.”

I hesitated and then said, “I’m not sure I can take your big cock up my ass, Jack.”

“Let’s find out.”

“OH FUCK! IT’S IN ME… YOU’RE FUCKING MY ASS,” I groaned as the thick cock slid smoothly into my back passage with the help of the astroglide we had used. His arms circled my hips and searched out my erect clitoris. More moans filled the room as he began masturbating me as his cock plunged in and out of my ass. When he felt my ass clinching around his dick, the hot stud hooked his middle two fingers into my cunt while his thumb stroked my clit.

“I’m CUMMING… OOOJHHHH FUCK…. CUMMING… FUCK MEEEEEEEE!”




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Gordon had been right about Paula planning to spend the day doing yard work… at least partially right. Actually, it was Freddy, a 17-year old high school senior, who was doing the yard work while Paula watched while lounging in a yard chair. Her long-sleeve sweater along with her baggy jeans and flip flops were long gone. In its place was a micro bikini whose bra covered no more than her nipples while the bottom half concealed none of her ass and just barely managed to hide the lips of her pussy. The flip flops she had worn for Gordon’s benefit were replaced with transparent CFM heels that sported 4-inch spike heels and ankle straps.

For an hour, Paula had watched as Freddy trimmed the hedges and mowed the lawn. With each passing minute, her thighs had opened wider and wider. At the 30-minute mark, she was sitting with her legs on either side of the lounge seat giving Freddy a wide-open beaver shot. The crotch of her thong had even slipped slightly to the side ******** some of her very wet cuntal lips. At the 45-minute mark, she had removed her bra letting Freddy see the hard, erect nipples of her 34DD tits. Five minutes later, Freddy had stopped mowing and was standing a few feet away watching as Paula’s hips rotated slowly… sensuously with her cunt now completely *******. Freddy’s shorts were obscenely tented with his erection.

At the one-hour mark, Paula’s thong lay beside her bra on the ground. Freddy was lying on the lounger beside her with his lips locked to hers as his fingers explored the depths of Paula’s throbbing cunt. His thick, eight-inch cock throbbed in her hand. Five minutes past the hour, an external observer would have seen a naked teenage boy carrying a voluptuous, nearly naked female wearing only her heels into the house.

At the same time as Stan was driving his huge cock into Traci’s cunt and Jason and Jack were nailing their nine-inch black schlongs into Julia and Karen, Paula was busy sucking Freddy’s throbbing shaft.

“Oh my god… I can’t believe you’re sucking all of my cock… aaaahhhh fuckkkk… none of the girls I date can take all of it.”

“That’s because they’re inexperienced girls, not a hot woman, Honey.”

Freddy’s hips arched off the couch as Paula’s again swallowed his entire length. Freddy couldn’t take his eyes of the bulge his cock was making in Paula’s neck as she deep-throated him. “Uunnghh… unngghhh… ooohhh fuck… I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop, Mrs. Baxter.”

“Does it make you hot to know that Mrs. Baxter, another man’s wife, is sucking your big cock?”

“Oooohhh shit… I’m about to cum.”

“Go ahead… shoot it down my throat, Lover. Fill Mrs. Baxter’s belly with your cum.”

“But I want to fuck you,” Freddy whined.

“How many times can you cum in one afternoon, Stud?”

“With you? God… I don’t know… maybe six or seven times.”

That statement sent shivers up and down Paula’s spine and through her pulsing cunt. “Then go ahead and shoot the first load in my mouth. You can pump the other six loads into my married cunt and ass holes.”

Excited beyond belief by Paula’s statement, Freddy rammed his rock-hard organ back into Paula’s open mouth. She bent over at the waist to take all of it. Moments later, her eyes opened wide as her cheeks bulged outward. Freddy’s cum load gushed out in thick streams, some of it fired straight down her throat while the rest quickly filled her mouth cavity and spurted out the corners where if formed long cum ropes dangling erotically from her chin.

Paula continued to suck the teenage boy’s cock after his ejaculation. She was amazed when he was fully hard again in less than a few minutes.

“Can I fuck you now?” Freddy asked.

“Honey, you don’t have to ask if you can fuck me… You can stick that big cock into me any time you want… as many times as you can get it up. You can screw me in any hole you want… mouth, cunt, ass… which one do you want this time?”

“Your pussy! Let me fuck your pussy.”

“No!”

“But you said I could…”

“I said you can fuck my cunt.” Lying back on the couch, I raised and opened my legs. Spreading the lips of my cunt with two fingers, I yelled, “Hurry! Get on me! Get in me! Fuck my cunt like a hot whore, Lover!”

Before Freddy left that afternoon, he had fucked all my holes. When the door closed behind him, three cum loads were still dripping out of my thoroughly fucked cunt, two more were deep inside my ass, a sixth coated my belly, and my randy teenage stud had pumped a seventh load all over my tits and belly.


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Game Night:

On Saturday night, I and the other three husbands were all gathered at Alan and Karen home for Game Night, which we had been eagerly awaiting. Alan, Vance, Chadd, and I had met for a beer Friday after work, and the three of them had each said that they had been keeping a very close eye on their wife and were pretty certain that they had not been cheating with another guy. Vance had told us about Traci first:

“Traci dressed hot every day, but if she has managed to get herself laid this past week, it would shock me,” Vance had said. “I’ve watched the house every morning this past week. No one has visited. At noon, she goes to the mall, has lunch, and shops. She’s always home by 6 PM when I come in from work.”

“Maybe she’s got a guy at the mall who’s fucking her there,” Chadd suggested.

“Where?” Vance countered. “In the ladies rest room?”

“Maybe in one of the movie theaters,” Alan had volunteered.

“I suppose that’s possible but I don’t think Traci has the nerve to have sex in a movie theater, but I guess we’ll find out tomorrow night. How about your wife, Alan?”

“I don’t see anyway,” he responded. “Karen works at the Stansfield Art Museum all day. I’ve checked. She never leaves before closing time. Stansfield is 85. I doubt that he can even get it up any longer.”

“That seems logical to me,” Vance agreed. “Chadd, Do you think that Julia has been getting any this week?”

“I suppose it’s possible. I haven’t been checking too closely since every morning she’s been dressed in baggy moo-moos and either flip flops or combat boots.”

“Combat boots?” I asked more than a little amazed.

“Yeah. Combat boots and a baggy moo-moo. The sexiest thing I’ve seen her wearing when I leave in the morning is a pair slacks and a sweat shirt. So maybe somebody is fucking her, but I doubt it. How about Paula? You think she’s getting any?”

“My story’s about the same as yours, Chadd. Paula has been wearing nothing but baggy jeans, sweaters that cover everything and flip flops every morning. But I haven’t been as trusting as you’ve been with Julia. I’ve watched our house until noon every day… some days even longer… and not once has she left the house. Actually, I’m not sure what’s up with our hot wives. Maybe I’ll find out tonight. We’ll know for certain tomorrow.”
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Now it was Saturday night, and we were each nursing our drinks with little or no conversation as we awaited the appearance of our better halves.

Traci came into the room first. All four of us turned toward her to say hi, but no sound emerged from out mouths. She was wearing thigh-high black boots with five-inch stiletto heels. Above the boots she wore a black garment that ******* her legs all the way up to her waist and half of her tits. The garment narrowed down to the tiny strip between her legs that didn’t completely cover her cunt. Her hair was piled high on her head, and she carried a wicked looking whip. She wasn’t just hot… she was smoking hot!

“I think you boys like what you see,” she husked as the whip swished through the air. “I think all of you want to fuck me… right? Well one of you… the winner of the game tonight … will be fucking me any time he wants… all week long, and my cunt is really wet and ready. The losers… well, things aren’t gonna work out so well for the losers. But Julia’s gonna tell all those details.”

We were all still staring at Traci’s large, nearly naked tits and her lush, completely ******* ass when Chadd’s wife, Julia, made her appearance.

Julia had on even less than Traci. Her black boots were a perfect match for Traci’s, but above the boots she wore only a yellow bra-thing that covered about half of her tits, A small yellow strip descended from the center of the bra downward to her cunt where is disappeared into the wet slit of her cunt. When she turned to show us her back, there was no sign of the yellow strip. It was buried out of sight deep inside her ass crease. My cock was rock hard, and I had no doubt that all the other husbands were equally hard. And both women knew it.

“Well, Traci, I think we’ve gotten the boys hard. At least judging from those bulges in their pants, they look hard. But we need to be certain. Ok, Guys. Unzip and take out your cocks. Be quick about it or Traci will use her whip … maybe right on your hard cock.”

All of us unzipped out pants in a flash, but we were all so hard it was very difficult to get our cocks out. As warned, Traci moved behind us and began whacking our butts with her whip… and not lightly either. By the time I got my eight and a half inch erection out, my ass was stinging in two different places.

The two nearly naked women walked back and forth in front us like generals inspecting the troops, but it was our rigid erections they were inspecting. When Traci moved in front of me, he hand closed tightly around my cock and began to move sensuously up and down its entire length. My cock pulsed and I groaned. Her fingers squeezed the throbbing head and I groaned even louder.

“Don’t you dare cum, Gordon. If you cum, your cock goes into a cock cage for the rest of the night. Understand?”

My cock was jerking and throbbing so hard, I couldn’t answer.

“Well? Do you understand?”

“Yes.,.. yes… I understand.”

“What do you understand?”

“If I cum, my cock gets caged for the rest of the night.”

“Good boy. Very good. You’re not going to shoot off are you?” she asked as her hand jacked me off even faster.

I was clenching my teeth so hard, I thought they might break. Finally, I moaned. “Oh fuck… stop… stop!”

Traci brought me right to the brink of an explosive orgasm before she stopped. Pre cum was running from the tip of my engorged pole as it continued to throb. But somehow I managed to hold back my orgasm. From the moans coming from the other men in the room, I knew they were having the same problem.

At that point, we heard Karen’s voice. “Well, I see you two sluts have gotten the boys hard as stone. Did any of them cum without permission? I have a nice cock cage ready for any who did.”

Karen looked like a vision out of my hottest wet dream. The black teddy fit like a second skin. It didn’t even cover all of her nipples. The garter straps only needed to be two inches long because her thigh-high black stockings extended far up her thigh. Her feet were encased in black stilettos whose heels looked like they were six inches in length. She circled the room swinging her hips as she walked. When she moved past me, I could see her ass was completely *******. I couldn’t tell if she had on a black thong or if I was seeing the small black triangle of pubic hair that pointed to her cunt.

She moved right in front of me so that her ******* tits were only inches away. He hand slowly stroked my erection. “You are really hard, Honey. Your cock feels like an iron rebar… rock solid and hot. I can feel it throbbing. Are you about to cum, Gordon?” she asked as her hand masturbated me. Leaning closer, she whispered, “If you win the game tonight, Honey, my cunt and ass are yours for the next week. You can fuck me day and night… anytime… just call me up and tell me come over to your house naked so you can fuck me, and I’ll be there… stark naked. Sound good, Honey?”

All I could do was moan. My body was shaking as I struggled to hold back my climax.

“Don’t make my hot stud cum yet,” my wife commanded as she made her entrance. She wore even less than the other three wives. Her bra, if you could call it that, was transparent mesh that not only showed off all of her tits, it did nothing to cover her erect nipples. Her small black and pink garter belt was attached to mesh stockings that rose up to the bottom of ass cheeks. Her mesh thong ******* her cunt and ass. Black platforms with five-inch heels competed her erotic attire. All of us were struggling to keep from shooting off as we stared at my wife.


Like each of the other wives, Paula moved from one husband to another jacking off each of us until we were begging her to stop before we shot off and ended up in a cock cage. When she finished the circuit, she had all four cocks rigid with engorged, purple throbbed heads. Stopping in front of Chadd, she cupped his balls, which were now tight against his crotch with his need to cum, and slowly stroked his cock head with the tip of her fingers. Every time she stroked it, his cock jerked and throbbed forcing more semen to drip from its tip.

“Ah fuck… ah fuck… oohhh oohhh.. gawd… gonna cum… oohhh aaahhh… stop… stop… aahhh… I’m gonna cumm…. STOP…AAAHHH!!”

There was nothing Chadd could do to hold back his cum load. Paula continued to rotate her finger tip over the pulsing head of his cock as his organ erupted. His cum load shot out in one thick stream after another.

As Paula jacked Chadd’s cock closer and closer, Traci was kneeling in front of me stroking my rigid pole while she used her tongue to stroke the throbbing head. With every stroke, I got closer and closer.

“OOHH SHIT…Traci…aaahhh… I can’t hold it… stop… aaahhhh fuck… can’t hold it…. Here it comes! UUNNGGHHH… shooting…aaahhh fuckkk!”

My rod began pumping huge streams of semen over Traci’s flicking tongue moments after Chadd had ejaculated. Meanwhile, Julia had her hand wrapped around Vance’s cock. She stroked him faster and faster. There was no possible way for Vance to keep from cumming. Cum burst from his engorged shaft in thick streams. After the second gush of semen, Julia screamed, “Get his cock cage… he’s cumming… caged cock for him!”

Semen was still seeping from Chadd’s, Vance’s, and my cocks as the women fitted our rapidly deflating rods into cock cages. We each alternated between watching our cocks were being caged and watching Karen slowly jacking Alan’s absolutely rigid rod getting him closer and closer. She had stripped him naked and the sight of his eight-inch rod sticking straight up as she worked her hand up and down his shaft had not only our attention but also that of the other women. All three of them were fingering their clits as they watched. When Alan’s cock erupted shooting one gush of semen after another straight up into the air, Paula and Traci both squirted in their own orgasms.


After jacking us off and caging our cocks, our wives spent the next hour pleasuring themselves and each other with their fingers, mouths, cunts, and vibrators. Every time one of them would squirt and howl as her entire body went rigid and then trembled spastically in orgasm our cock got harder. By the time Karen’s cunt was erupting and spurting, we were so hard the cages were becoming painful.

“Oh shit… this is beginning to hurt… open these fucking cages,” Chadd groaned.

Paula’s response was to move directly in front of Chadd, spread her legs wide open, and said, “If it hurts so much, Honey. Just close your eyes and don’t watch me masturbate.” As she said it, my wife began furiously finger fucking herself to another squirting orgasm. As two fingers pumped in and out of her cunt, her other hand was moving rapidly over her hard, swollen clit. Suddenly, her hips arched; her mouth stretched wide open; her tongue flashed over her top lip, and her cunt squirted all over Chadd’s legs.

Chadd moaned helplessly as his cock expanded and throbbed inside the case. Alan was also gasping, and Vance’s eyes clenched shut every time his cock throbbed. I was also iron hard from watching the women, but Paula had given me a bigger cage for my nine-inch rod.

Finally, the women put their thongs back on to at least partially covered themselves. “Ok you guys. Are you ready to find out who wins the game this week? Remember, the winner gets out of his cage, and he also gets keys to our houses and total ownership of our sexual services for the next week.”

Vance’s cock got even harder at that thought. He was groaning as he asked, “What about the rest of us?”

“Well, Honey,” his wife responded. “The rest of you spend the week inside your cock cages.”

“You mean I can’t even fuck you?”

“That would be pretty hard to do with your cock inside that cage, Lover.”

“You could let me out, you know.”

“Nope. No way. I won’t have the key to unlock you, Baby. Only the winner of the game tonight will have the keys to the losers’ cages. Of course, you could ask him to please come over and unlock your cage so you can fuck me. Who knows? He might allow you to screw me for five or ten minutes.”

At that point, Karen added, “Don’t look so sad, Vance. I’m sure the winner will let you watch while he’s fucking your wife. Tell me, Honey,” she said softly as she moved closer and began to fondle his caged, hard cock. “Wouldn’t you just love to watch some huge cock sinking into Traci’s hot cunt making her howl and scream in one climax after another? Wouldn’t you enjoy watching her being ass fucked? Would you?”

Vance’s cock answered for him. He got so hard, he began to moan. “MMmmm… Traci, your husband’s cock is getting really hard inside his cage. I think he is hoping he loses tonight so he can watch you being fucked.”

“Him and all the other guys as well. Look at their cocks! They’re all rock hard even inside those cages.”

“Well, I can tell you hot sluts for certain that Gordon loves to watch some big-cocked stud fuck me. Don’t you, Honey,” Paula said as she rubbed her nipples over my caged cock. All I could do was groan.

Julia was now cupping and licking Alan’s balls while she traced her finger tip of the tip of his hard dick. He was groaning even louder than I was. She paused for moment and said, “I’m really curious to find out which of these guys is going to be the winner of tonight’s game. I suggest we get started.” Even without Julia’s finger flicking over his cock head, Alan’s dick continued to throb.

No one objected so a few minutes later Vance, Alan, Chadd, and I were seated on the sofa and two lounge chairs on one side of the room while our wives were on the opposite side. Karen seemed be in charge.

“Ok. Let’s review the rules of the game. During the past week, each wife got to select one guy with whom she would cheat as often as possible without her husband catching her being screwed by the guy. The husband who managed to keep his wife to the lowest number of successful cheating encounters with her lover is the winner. And the prize for the winner is complete sexual access to all the wives for a week while the losers’ cocks remain locked in their cages unless the winner graciously unlocks them for an occasional brief visit to their wife’s pussy. Any questions?”

“Yeah, I have one,” Chadd yelled. “Julia told me that all of you were just teasing us, and that none of you had any intention of cheating. The rest of the guys told me that their wife told them about the same thing. What about that!”

“Yeah, we all agreed in advance to tell each of you that. None of us thought it would work, but men are really naïve when it comes to women, particularly their wives. Any other questions?”

Chadd’s face was red with embarrassment, and no one else wanted to join him. “Good. So we can get started. Traci, Julia, Paula, and I have drawn lots to determine the order we each reveal all and find out who is the winner. Julia goes first, then me, followed by Traci with Paula being last. If a husband claims to have caught his wife being fucked one or more times, he has to have some evidence for each time. Ok, Julia. You’re up.
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Julia moved right in front of her husband and struck an erotic pose with her hand on her hip, her tits and cunt half ******* and her ass totally *******. She moved closer to Chadd and began to stroke his engorged cock, He groaned; his hips hunched forward; she jacked him faster; his body began to quiver as he approached orgasms. Quickly, Julia stopped and moved away. Chadd's cock continued to throb and jerk inside its cage.

“As soon as my hubby left for the bank, I got rid of my baggy outfit and combat boots. After showering and shaving my pussy for my lover, I put on my shortest black dress that just barely covered my ass. You remember the one don’t you Darling? The skimpy black, off-the-shoulder thing that exposes my tits to the tops of my nipples. The flip flops disappeared into the back of the closet in favor of those five-inch heels I wore in Vegas last summer that had your cock hard all the time.”

“MMmmmm… look at that, Girls. My husband’s cock is getting hard again. It’s really turning you on hearing about how your hot wife was getting ready to fuck another man, isn’t it? … Well?”

“I’m just getting hard because you look so hot in that outfit.”

“Right. Anyway… to continue. I didn’t bother wearing a bra or panties. I was totally naked under the dress when I left the house.” Vance’s cock pulsed and jerked inside his cage.

“Did you really fuck someone? Who?” Chadd blurted. “Do I know him?”

“Probably. Do you know all the executives at your bank, Honey?”

“My boss? Are you telling me you fucked my boss?”

“You must know that at every single party the bank holds, the executives hit on me. They’re all men. They all want to fuck your wife. Don’t you know that?”

Chadd’s engorged cock was turning an even deeper red as his erection surged. “I knew they flirted with you, but I thought it was just harmless flirting,” he protested.

“It was harmless, Darling. They had no intention of hurting your wife. They just wanted to strip me, spread my legs, and ram their hard cocks up your wife’s cunt, and then fuck her like a slut until they pumped their loads into her throbbing hole. That’s all they wanted.”

Chadd couldn’t keep his hand off his cock cage as he tried to stroke himself. His cock was now turning purple he was so hard. Vance, Alan, and I were also hard; just not as hard as Vance.

“Honey, I can see this is turning you on big time, but I’m really just teasing you this time.”

“Oh. Oh. Then you didn’t fuck my boss. Ok,” Chadd said as his cock stopped throbbing and his rigid erection began to ebb slightly.

“Disappointed, Darling?”

“No. Of course not.”

“Yes you are. I’m sorry, Honey. But I didn’t fuck Jason… you know Jason, don’t you? The executive vice president of your bank? He’s been hard for me for the last year. But I didn’t fuck him. But he did fuck me. In fact, he fucked your wife’s cunt… her mouth… her ass… several times, in fact. That first day, He screwed me three times before I left. He escorted me to my car and then fucked me a fourth time in the back seat of the car. He had my dress up around my hips with my heels pointed straight at the car’s ceiling. Since I didn’t have on any panties, my cunt was a wet, open target for his huge black cock.”

“Are you going to continue having sex with Jason,” Chadd asked as his cock continued to throb.

“The game was only for one week, Honey. Does that disappoint you?” When Chadd didn’t answer, Julia added, “I can see that it does. Well… what I can I say? Jason is your boss, and he loves ramming his huge black cock up your wife’s cunt… soooo…”

At this point, Chadd ejaculated without even being able to touch his cock. His semen spurted and dripped out of his cage. Every woman smiled knowingly. Every cock in the room again surged to a full, hard erection.

“How many times during the week did Jason fuck you, Julia?” Karen asked.

“Four times on Monday. Three times on Tuesday. On Wednesday, I went sooner and he screwed me four times. Twice on Thursday and three more times yesterday.”

“So Jason banged you 16 times during week. Is that right?”

“Yeah. He was really unhappy that the week was over.”

“I’ll bet he was. Chadd, stop trying to jack off and tell us how many times you caught Julia being fucked.”

“None… Not once. I thought she was just teasing me,” Chadd said as he continued to try to touch his dick which was still erect in spite of his ejaculation.
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“I guess it’s my turn next,” Karen said as she moved right in front of her husband. Alan couldn’t take his eyes off his sensuously erotic wife. Her large 36D tits had escaped the top of her black teddy, and their hard nipples were pointed right at Alan. Her long, nylon-encased legs were parted enough to allow him and the rest of the men to see that her cunt was uncovered and wet. We could all easily detect its musky aroma.

“Do you remember what I was wearing to work on Monday, Alan?” she asked. “Don’t bother to answer. I’m sure you remember. You even commented on how gorgeous and proper my outfit was. It covered all of my breasts, my legs almost to my knees, and it was loose rather than form-fitting. My two-inch heels were attractive but totally proper. You couldn’t conceal your disappointment.”

“What you don’t know is that as soon as you left for work, I opened the top of my dress to ****** half of my tits and switched my two-inch heels for a hot pair of CFM shoes with four-inch, spike heels. I also unbuttoned the lower three buttons on the dress do that it flared open every time I took a step. Every man I passed got a great view of my legs almost up to my ass. Oh… I guess I should mention that I wasn’t wearing anything under the dress… just my big naked tits, ass, and my freshly shaved and very ready cunt. MMMmmmm… I think your cock is getting even harder, Honey.”

Paula moved beside Alan and pressed her tits against him. Her hand stroked his balls and then moved to circle his caged and throbbing cock. “You’re right, Karen. Your husband’s cock is hard… really hard. Go on… tell him about your new job.”

“As you know, Marcus Stansfield is elderly… 85 I think. His son Carl rarely comes to work. He’s too busy raising money for the museum. But his grandson Jack is there everyday, and he always brings his nine-inch black cock with him. When I think about it, it’s probably closer to ten-inches and ungodly thick… I’m talking pussy-stretching thick, Honey.”

“You fucked him?” Alan blurted.

“Didn’t you listen to Julia when she was talking about Jason sinking his cock into her cunt and ass holes? Women don’t fuck virile, strong black studs… those hung studs fuck women… in this case, your wife. I hadn’t been at work more than an hour before Jack had me stripped. No… that’s not correct. Sorry about that, Baby. He let me wear my black boots while he fucked your wife… first in her cunt… gawd… did that huge cock ever stretch me! Later, he fucked my ass.”

Alan’s cock was now turning purple just as Chadd’s had. “How often? How man times?” he groaned.

“That’s a pretty big number, Baby. All he let me wear at work were my boots and my red teddy, but of course, the teddy had to be around my waist and cover nothing. Every time I walked past him with my naked tits bouncing, he would bend your wife over a table and slam that huge black shaft up my cum-filled cunt, Honey… again and again and again. Oh fuck! I came so many times I lost count.”

“How many times?” Alan groaned as the seminal fluids dripped from tip of his engorged cock.

“Black studs are really randy guys, Darling. They really like white pussy, and married white pussy is what they like best… or maybe its married white ass? It’s hard to tell. I’m not sure they know. At least, they keep switching from cunt to ass… back and forth… trying to make up their mind.”

Alan’s cock lurched spastically. The flow of fluid from its tip increased and dripped from his case. “How many times?” he moaned.

“Five times that first day, Darling. The first four times up your wife’s hot cunt; the last time in my ass, Honey.”

Alan’s cock detonated in hard, spastic contractions as his semen formed long, thick cum ropes that dangled from his cage.

“How many times during the week, you hot slut?” Traci demanded to know.

“Jack couldn’t keep up the pace of five times a day. After that first day, he fucked me three or four times a day except on Thursday when he had outside business and didn’t get to work until 3 PM. That day, it was only twice. So for the week… let me count… 17 times in all.”

“And I’m assuming that Alan didn’t catch you a single time? Is that correct, Alan?” Traci asked.

“17 times.. oh fuck… 17 times he screwed you.” His cock throbbed again. No…no. I never caught her. She said it was all a tease. Are you gonna keep fucking him… or letting him fuck you?”

“Do you want me to?”

Alan’s cock got even harder, but he didn’t answer.
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As soon as Traci moved in front of her husband wearing her nearly nothing black outfit and thigh-high black boots, Vance's cock lurched to almost full erection inside its cage. Traci's tits were now ******* and the thong pulled aside to put her pussy on display, Vance began to speak at the same time as his cock got even harder.

“Unlike the rest of these guys, I didn’t believe the happy horseshit the wives were feeding us about the whole thing being just a tease. I know my hot, sexy wife better than that.” Traci just smiled and moved even closer so Vance could see her hard nipples and smell her aroused cunt. Vance’s cock became even stiffer, but he continued.

“I waited four hours until she left the house wearing a full-length coat and headed for the mall. I followed her into Macy’s but with the mall being incredibly crowded, I lost her. I returned to my car but kept a close watch on the mall entrance to make sure she didn’t leave to meet a lover. She didn’t. She came out about 5 PM and drove straight home. The same thing happened every day this last week.”

“Are you finished, Darling?” Traci asked now slowly rotating her hips a foot away from her husband’s eyes. “I think you like my big tits and cunt. Stan likes them too. In fact, they get him incredibly hard and hot… just like your cock is hard. You are hard aren’t you, Baby? Really hard from thinking about some other stud fucking your hot wife? Isn’t that right?”

Vance’s erection surged in spite of his efforts to appear calm and cool. His cock jerked and throbbed repeatedly inside the cage.

“MMmmm… you are really getting hard now, Lover. Do you want to hear how Stan fucked me… how he rammed his huge dick into my cunt… into my mouth… made me suck it… then fucked my ass? Or would you rather we locked you in the bedroom until I finish my story? Do you want to hear how your wife spread her legs and got royally fucked? Huh?”

Vance’s rod was now a deep purple like Chadd’s and Alan’s before him. Standing straight up in its cage, semen was already bubbling out of its tip. It jerked spastically when Traci’s finger stroked its engorged head through the cage.

“I think your husband can’t wait to hear the hot details,” Karen said. “Come on. Tell us everything.”

“I had lunch and then left the mall through an entrance on the opposite side. I did peek into the parking lot to see my husband and soon to be cuck sitting in his car. The sight got my pussy even wetter.

It was a five block walk to the Soho district and the Touch of Venus strip club. You know that club don’t you, Honey. That’s where you take visiting businessmen for lunch and whatever. I’ve always wondered if you guys jack off watching the women hunch their naked cunts right in your faces. Well, now I know.”

“Oh gawd,” Vance moaned unable to stop the fluids now flowing from his engorged cock.

“It wasn’t hard for me to get into see Stan… he’s the manager of the club, Honey. He’s about 25 or so… powerful, ripped body with some sexy tats, huge cock bulge, and absolutely confident that he’s gonna fuck you whenever he wants it. As soon as I removed my coat, he decided that he was going to fuck my brains out. I wasn’t really surprised since all I had on under my coat was a teddy that ******* over half of my tits, a matching pair of very brief bikini panties, thigh-high dark stockings and almost equally high long, black, come-fuck-me boots.”

“Oh gawd, I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop, Traci,” Vance moaned.

“Of course, you’re going to cum, Darling. Cucks always cum when they hear how hot studs rammed their hard cocks into their wife’s throbbing pussy.”

“AAAhhhh… shit… here it comes… OOOHHHH FUCK… CUMMING!” Vance’s prick exploded gush after gush of semen into the cage.

Traci ignored her climaxing husband. “Anyway, to make a long story short, Stan fucked the shit out of me right there in his office and then hired me as a dancer for the week. That afternoon I danced four sets. Every time I danced, I stripped all the way to my heels and did floor work a few feet away from the all the men crowding around the runway. Most of then were jacking off as they watching me finger fucking my cunt. Of course, I had more orgasms than they did. That’s why I know that you and your friends jerk your cocks as you watch the women strip, Darling.”

Vance was now frantically clutching his caged cock trying to jerk off. Even though he had just ejaculated a huge load, he was already getting hard again.

“Of course, after every single set that first afternoon, Stan took me back to the office and fucked me again. Then he would send me out to wait on tables with my tits naked. He did let me wear my boots and my thong, but with his huge load oozing out of my cunt, all the men saw it running down my thighs and knew I was freshly fucked. All of them wanted to screw me and gave me huge tips trying to get me to give them a lap dance with their cocks buried inside my pussy.”

“Did you? Did you give a lap dance? Did you let them fuck you?” Vance asked.

“MMmmm.. my husband’s dick is hard again thinking about all those studs sinking their hard cocks into his wife’s pussy… Isn’t that right, Honey?”

Once again, Vance didn’t reply, but he did nod. Since his dick was rock hard, it would have been silly to do otherwise.

“Every day this last week I went to the Touch of Venus and spent four to five hours stripping naked in front of huge crowds of men and some women, waiting tables with my tits *******, and being fucked by Stan usually right after I finished dancing.”

“Why just right after you danced?” Vance asked.

“Because, Darling, your wife was always so turned and hot after showing off my ass, tits, and cunt to all those men, I couldn’t wait for Stan to fuck me.”

Vance was now pressing his thighs together trying desperately to hold back another orgasm. None of us thought he was likely to succeed.

“Anyway, to finish up, I kept a careful tally of the number of times Stan screwed me during the week. The total was 19 times, and my detective husband didn’t catch me a single time. What’s more, I think he’s about to shoot off again. Are you going to cum again, Honey?” Traci asked as her fingers slid up and down her husband’s swollen cock.

“Are you gonna keep dancing at the club?” he asked.

“Every time I dance, you know I’m going to be screwed three, four, or five times. But I told Stan that I would only strip at the club until Friday. Do you want me to quit? Of would you rather I continue to strip and let Stan fuck me? Would you enjoy sliding your big cock into my cum-filled pussy when you come home from work?”

Vance’s rod throbbed hard and jerked upward as his load spurted out and once again formed several long cum ropes that dangled from his cage.
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Paula followed the lead of the other wives by moving right in front of me. However, she had her mesh bra pulled below her tits so that both of her 34DD cannons were aimed right at me. Her mesh thong had also vanished so that her shaved cunt was totally *******. Like the other wives, her musky aroma filled my nostrils.

“Unlike you sluts, I didn’t make any effort to slip out of the house to meet a lover. I was house-bound all week. My husband can verify that since he hid in the park down the street for a couple of days to see if I would leave to meet a lover. I didn’t. Not once.”

With Paula hunching her naked cunt right at me from a foot away, my cock was becoming just as hard as any of the other men had been.

“However, I did invite a young guy to assist me with lawn maintenance, hedge trimming, some gardening as well as some needed household repairs during the week. For a 17-year old high school kid, he’s remarkably talented.”

“Did you say 17?” Julia asked.

“Yeah. He’s a high school senior. He’ll be 18 in a couple of months.”

“Of my gawd!” Karen hissed as she and the rest of the wives rubbed their clits in open excitement and lust.

“Unfortunately, I wasted our money. The guy got essentially nothing done. No yard work and not a single repair inside the house. All he did everyday all last week was fuck me. The randy stud kept me almost naked all day, every day. All he ever let wear was a pair of five-inch heels. He just loved fucking when I was wearing them. He stayed as long as possible. In fact, I had to hurry to get dressed before Gordon came home.”

“How big is he?” Julia wanted to know,.

“Between 7 and 8 inches…and really thick. But the best part is how hard he gets. I mean his cock is like an iron bar. It sticks straight up and when he in my cunt, it feels fantastic!”

“How many times?” Traci asked in awed voice while she continued to rub her clit and finger fuck her cunt.

“The first day, I sucked his cock until he shot off down my throat. Then he fucked me twice without ever taking his cock out of my pussy. I was trying to fix us some lunch, but that was hopeless. He picked me up, carried me into the den, bent me over the back of the couch and slammed his prick into me again. As soon as it was wet, he jerked it out and worked it into my ass. Five minutes later, he was jack hammering it in and out of ass while he worked on my clit and pussy with his fingers.”

“Ooohhh shit,” Karen moaned. “I’m cumming… oooohhh fuck… I’m cumming…aaahhhh.”

“I’m almost there too,” Traci echoed.

“Later that afternoon, he fucked me in my cunt twice and my ass once. The second time he cunt fucked me, he pulled just before he came and drenched my tits with his load.”

“Aahhhhh that did it! I’m CUMMING…” Traci shouted.

“So how many times for the week?” Julia asked as she continued to work her fingers in and out of her cunt.

“32 times during the week. He even asked me to meet him again Friday evening.”

By this time, my cock was rigid, not only from my wife’s hot story, but also from watching all the wives masturbating right in front of us. Vance, Alan, and Chadd were also hard again.

Traci was past the point of no return. She fell onto the couch, jerked her legs into female fucking position and attacked her vagina with her middle two fingers that flashed rapidly over her G-spot as her other hand was a blur as it frigged her clit.

“Ah fuck! Ah fuck! Ah fuck! Ah fuck! Ah fuck! Ah fuck! …” Traci climaxed explosively. She squirted two feet into the air as her hips hunched in rapid fuck motions.

All four men had throbbing erections from watching the women getting themselves off. Finally, Karen said, “Ok. Time to announce the winner. Jason fucked Julia 16 times; Jack banged me 17 times while Stan got his cock into Traci 19 times. Finally, Freddy laid Paula 32 times. So it’s obvious that the winner is Chadd. He never caught his wife being fucked even a single time, but he’s still the winner.”

“Wait a moment,” I protested. “You forgot one thing. You didn’t ask me how many times I caught my wife. Remember, if I catch Paula, the fucking doesn’t count.”

Paula laughed. “In your dreams, Lover. You never caught me once.”

“You’re right. I didn’t catch you once. I caught you all 32 times Freddy banged you. I had two video cameras in the bedrooms, den, kitchen, and living rooms of our house recording everything from the time I left until the time I returned. About 9 hours a day. That’s 45 hours for each of 12 cameras. All the DVD’s are in this box. It’s really a collection of the best pornography you’ll ever see. So none of Paula’s fucking count. Now who’s the winner?”

“You are, Darling. You are,” Paula hissed as she removed my cock cage and took my swollen organ down her throat. Stopping for a moment, she turned to the other wives. “Strip you hot sluts. Your cunts and asses belong to this stud for the rest of the week. Get naked, but leave the heels and boots on. My main Stud likes his women that way.”

Vance, Chadd, and Alan tried to jack off in their cages as they watched me fucking their wives and mine for the next several hours. I couldn’t match Freddy for staying power, but judging from the number of times I made the women cum, I was sure my technique was better than his. I did manage to shoot a load into each of the women before I was too exhausted to get it up again. In spite of their cages, each guy got off once or twice as they watched their wives being screwed.


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It was after midnight before game night ended. We were all dressed and Alan, Vance, and Chadd were still locked in their cock cages to which I now had all the keys. Although I was worn out from having fucked all the women, I was still fondling their cunts and breasts as we planned the game night for the following week.

“When do we get out of these cages?” Chadd wanted to know.

“Next Saturday night, game night,” his wife answered.

“Oh fuck!” Chadd groaned.

“Not until next Saturday night, Hubby… unless Gordon agrees to share my pussy with you,” she responded with a sexy laugh.

“So what’s the plan for next week,” I asked as my fingers explored Julia and Traci’s cunts. Karen answered me.

“We were discussing that while you guys were getting dressed. There are four slips of paper in this bowl. Each of you guys draw out one of them. Go ahead. Do it now.”

When I examined my draw, the only thing written on it was Wednesday. “What does this mean? Wednesday what?” I asked.

“Yeah. Mine says Tuesday,” Chadd commented.

“That’s right. Each of you has drawn one of the nights between Tuesday and Friday. Everyone of you were really turned on hearing all the hot details about your wife being fucked this last week. It’s obvious you would enjoy it even more if you were watching. So for the next week, it’s cuck time for each of you. We’re going to reserve two adjoining rooms at the Ramada Inn West. On Tuesday night, Chadd’s assignment is to provide one or two men, his choice, to service his wife Julia at the Ramada Inn in one of those rooms. Of course, Chadd will be in the room watching as the men fuck Julia starting at 9 PM. The rest of us will be in the adjoining room watching through a closed circuit video set up that we will install on Monday. On Wednesday, it will be up to Gordon to provide the stud or studs for Paula, and so on through Friday.”

“At the next game night, all the women will vote on which husband provided the best and hottest stud or studs. The prize to the winner is the same as Gordon will be enjoying this week. Any questions?”

“I don’t know if I can handle that,” Chadd protested.

“Of course, you won’t be able to handle it, Honey. Your cock will be locked in its cage,” Julia teased amid the laughter of the other three wives.

“I don’t mean my cock! I mean watching you with another guy.”

“Don’t worry, Darling. It will be just like it was tonight. You’ll get hard… then you’ll get harder, and finally you’ll shoot off in your cage just like tonight. And later, as you watch those studs screwing me, you’ll get hard and cum again. I’m sure you won’t have a problem shooting off, Baby.”
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Gordon Enjoys His Prize:

On Sunday, I kept my wife in just thigh-high stockings and heels. While I was enjoying breakfast, she was under the table sucking my cock until she was finally rewarded with a very filling protein-filled breakfast.

After she had finished her meal, we adjourned to the den. I took a seat on the sofa while she sat opposite me on the love seat with her legs crossed. I was having none of that.

“Open your legs so I can see your hot cunt, Paula.”

“Randy stud,” she said with a grin as she followed my order uncrossed your legs. “See anything you like, Honey?”

“Spread wider!”

“Is this better?” she teased as she not only spread wide open but also shoved a throw pillow beneath her hips to elevate her cunt.

“Much better. Now tell me on which day last week did Freddy give you the hottest, most intense fucking?”

“That really turns you on, doesn’t it?”

“You know it does. So? Which day?”

“Monday was really great. It was his first time with a mature woman, and he was a wild man. But I have to say that Wednesday was the best.”

“Why so?”

“Because, Honey, by that time he had fucked me enough to gain a lot of confidence in his masculinity and he was now fully aware of how hard his big cock made me cum. So on Wednesday, he was in total command, and I was his sex slave. He really pounded me that day. It seemed to me like I had his cock in one of my holes most of the day, and every single time he fucked me into multiple climaxes. It was really hot!”

“Ok. Go pick out a DVD from Wednesday and put it in the player. You’re going to fuck your hot cunt on my cock while I watch Freddy giving it to you.”

By dinner time, Paula’s cunt had been filled with semen three times and her ass twice. We had watched all the hot fucking scenes from Wednesday’s DVDs and had started on Monday’s. She tried getting me hard for a sixth time, but I was too exhausted.

“You know that Freddy screwed me seven times on Monday don’t you?” my wife said with a teasing grin. “And here you are, exhausted after fucking me only five times. Wimp.”

“I know, and seven beats five every time.”

“No way, Lover. Freddy’s got stamina, but nothing close to your savoir faire with women. Besides that, your cock is much bigger.”

“Thanks. I needed that.”

“My pleasure, Lover. Do you plan on spending the evening ravishing me again?”

“I think I may cash in some of winnings in yesterday’s game night later tonight.”

“Who’s the lucky wife?”

“You pick.”
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Chadd really wanted to fuck his wife Sunday evening, but with his cock securely locked inside his cage, that wasn’t possible. Julia let him whine for over an hour before she finally responded.

“You know that I’m not getting any cock either because you lost and got yourself locked in that cage. And after last week, I’m not used to going all day without sex. Maybe Jason is free tonight? What do you think, Honey? Should I invite him over? You could watch him fucking me. Of course it would difficult for you to jack off inside that cage, but you would get hard and probably shoot off anyway. Should I give Jason a call?”

“Ooohhhh shit… uummmmm.”

“You’re already getting hard, Honey. Shall I call?”

Chadd’s moans continued as his cock got even harder.

“Well… It’s pretty late. Maybe tomorrow night.”
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With nothing to do, Chadd and Julia had turned in early at 10 PM, but with his cock still partially erect but locked in its cage, Chadd was unable to sleep. At 10:30 PM, he was still tossing and turning with semen still dribbling from his cock. Julia, on the other hand, was sound asleep beside him. Finally, around 11 PM, Chadd was in a light, but still fitful sleep.

“Ooohhh. Ooohhh. Ooohhh. Ooohhh. Mmmmm… aaaahhh… oh fuck yes… aaahhhh! Oh god, don’t stop. AAahhhh.”

His wife’s low, deep moans slowly brought Chadd out of his slumber. As his night vision sharpened, there was just enough light for him to see that Julia was on her back with her eyes closed, her mouth open emitting soft continuous moans. The covers were below her naked breasts which were heaving with excitement.

“AAhh fuck… aahhh fuck… oh yes.. oh yess.. mmmm.. do me… do it to meeee.”

His wife’s erotic dream had Chadd’s pole fully erect and getting harder with every one of his wife’s passionate moans. Desperately, he clutched at his caged dick trying to jack off.

“aahh shit… OOHH OOHH OOHH! Cumming… I’m cumming… ooh yeah… oh yeah… ooouuuu… Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! MMmmmmmm!”

Julia’s hips were now hunching off the bed as her orgasm surged through her excited body. Her tongue was flicking rapidly over her top lips; her eyes clenched shut; her body quivering. Chadd’s cock surged to an iron hard erection as the engorged head began to pulse.

“Oh god.. fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME! DO IT! FUCK ME!”

Chadd wished he could mount his wife and give her what she wanted, but both of them were going to be disappointed. Suddenly, he was shocked to see the covers moving as Gordon rose from between Julia’s legs, tossed the bed coves aside, and mounted Chadd’s wife. Julia’s legs spread and rose until her bare feet were pointing at the ceiling. Gordon’s pelvis pressed into her sex saddle as she locked her legs about his hips.

“He’s fucking you!” Chadd screamed. “Gordon’s fucking you!”

“Not yet.. not yet… UUnnnnngghh… OOOUUUhhh… Now, he’s fucking me, Honey. Oh shit… he’s in me… all the way in me… UGH! UNGHH… AAAHHH!! Oh Chadd, your wife’s being screwed. Oh god… he’s got a lot of dick. FUCK, he’s huge… much bigger than you, and all of it’s buried in my cunt!”

“Oh shit… oh shit,” Chadd moaned as his hand frantically pulled at his encaged cock. He’s fucking you, Julia! I can see his cock stretching your pussy every time he rams it in. Oh shit… I’m gonna cum!”

“Me too… I’m cumming on Gordon’s huge cock, Honey. Oh fuck me… fuck me, Gordon! Harder… Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh my god… Oohh fuck.”

“My gawd, Julia. You’re squirting all over the bed covers. Jezzz! You don’t cum like that when I fuck you.”

“Ah shit… can’t help it… sorry, Baby, but he’s so fucking big and hard … can’t help it… Aaahhh my gawd… I’m gonna cum again… ooohh give it to me, Gordon… ram meeeeeeee!”

At this point, Gordon jerked his 9-inch shaft out of Julia’s cunt. Chadd stared in awe at the size of the huge cock fucking his wife.

“Don’t take it out… I’m about to cum again… stick it back in my cunt, Gordon. Please… keep fucking me!”

“Doggie fucking time, Julia. Chadd turn around and lie on your back. Do it now if you ever want me to let your cock out of your cage.”

Chadd didn’t have to be told twice. Frantically, he scrambled to get in position. “Perfect Chadd. Ok, Julia straddled your husband’s face with your cunt right above him.”

“Oh you sexy stud… that’s so dirty… so fucking erotic. Like this?”

“Perfect.”

“How about you, Honey? Can you see how stretched your wife’s cunt is after taking Gordon’s monster cock. See how soaked I am and he hasn’t even cum in me yet.”

“Oh fuck yes, I can see it. It’s just a couple of inches above my face. Jezz! Your pussy is throbbing like crazy.”

“Cunts always throb when they’re about to be fucked by a huge nine-inch thick cock, Honey. Take hold of Gordon’s cock, Chadd. Feel how hard he is … how thick he is… Isn’t that just awesome. Go on. Feel him.”

“Oh shit… Doesn’t it hurt to be screwed by a cock this big, Julia? And every time I squeeze or stroke it, it throbs and gets even bigger.”

“Your prick is throbbing too, Honey. It’s big, swollen… purple. You’re gonna cum… no way you can stop it. Put Gordon’s cock into your wife’s cunt and watch him fuck me… Watch how his balls bang into my hard clit every time he buries it in me… all nine inches… all the way inside your wife’s hot cunt. STICK HIM IN ME! NOW!”

“I’m putting him in… Oh shit.. IT’S GOING IN! He’s fucking you! His whole cock is sinking in balls deep… two inches above my face he’s fucking my wife.”

“Lick his shaft when he pulls out, Baby. Make him cum inside me! Ohhhh god… he’s fucking me… fucking me… I’m being screwed, Honey. I’m about to cum! Cumming… Ooohhhh fuck yes… Bang me, Gordon… CUMMING!:”

“ME TOO! SHOOTING! OOOHHHH AAAHHHH!!” Chadd screamed as gushes of semen spewed into his cage.

“That makes three of us,” Gordon gasped as his cock began shooting thick streams of semen into Julia’s cunt. Her juices spurted all over Chadd’s face at the same time as Gordon’s huge load began to gush out of her vagina into Chadd’s wide open mouth.
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Cuck Time at the Ramada Inn: Tuesday

It was Tuesday night, and Julia waited impatiently in the fuck room of the Ramada Inn, as the group had decided to call it. Chadd was supposed to bring her lover or lovers of the evening around by 9 PM, but it was already 9:10 PM, and she was still alone. She was dressed hot in a black corset with a lace, transparent matching bra and equally transparent black thong. Her thigh-high black boots with their five-inch spike heels combined with her dark mascara, matching eye shadow, and deep red lip gloss made her look a lot like an incredibly voluptuous whore of Babylon.

The other three couples were also waiting in the adjoining “viewing” room, but Paula, Traci, and Karen were not as agitated as Julia. Gordon had them all kneeling on one of the large double beds, side-by-side, with knees spread and their vaginas in perfect fucking position. For the last 30 minutes, he had been switching from one hot woman to another amid nearly continuous moans from the wildly excited women and frustrated grunts from Vance and Alan as they watched Gordon screwing their wives. Desperately, they tried to jack off their caged cocks but with little success. Their rods just got harder and harder.

Traci had already had one orgasm, and Karen was about to have her first as Gordon’s rod repeatedly thudded with masculine authority into the bottom of her vagina and his balls banged into her erect clitoris.

“Fuck me, Baby. Fuck me hard. Ah shit… gonna cum… gonna cum.. fuck meee!” Karen squealed as her juices squirted and dripped off Gordon’s balls onto the bed. When Karen’s orgasm began to ebb, Gordon jerked his dripping cock from her throbbing cunt and plunged it into Paula’s equally wet and eager sex hole. She squealed with delight. Vance and Alan leaned closer to get a better view of Paula’s pussy being filled with the huge shaft.

Gordon’s cock was still buried inside Paula’s throbbing pussy when the group heard Julia’s voice over the intercom between the two adjoining rooms.

“It’s about time you got here, Chadd. You’re 15 minutes late.

“I’m really sorry. Alex was delayed.”

“Forget it. It’s not important. You’re here now. Go sit in the corner or in the bathroom… wherever. Come on in, Guys. Don’t keep me waiting any longer.”

Everyone in the adjoining room could hear Julia’s sharp intake of breath when the door to the other room closed.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Babe. My god! You are one fine looking woman. Chadd said you were hot, but he didn’t say drop-dead, smoking hot! I’m Karl and that good lookin, white stud is Alex. All the women think he’s really hung. They go nuts over his thick 8-inch dick, but that’s only cause they ain’t ever had my 10-inch black schlong. Are you sure you’re ready for both of us?”

Julia laughed. “The question is are two guys ready for me? Chadd ended up with his cock caged because he lost a contest… so he hasn’t been taking care of things in the bedroom.” With one smooth motion, she pulled her teddy down to her waist baring both 36D, firm tits and their hard nipples. “Like my tits, Guys?”

“Oh fuck yes!” Alex screamed. “What a rack! Your tits are better than any of the dancers at the Touch of Venus. You should ask Stan for a job. You’d make a fucking fortune. By the way, Karl and I are dancers at the companion club, Touch of Adonis. We cater to women, not gays.”

“As ripped and as hung as you say you are, I bet the women go nuts over you two.” Before Julia had finished the sentence, she had removed her thong. “Do you fuck them?”

Karl answered: “Sometimes… not always.”

Lying back on the bed, Julia lifted her legs into female fucking position and spread them wide. At the same time, her hands moved to her buttocks where she spread herself to totally ****** both her ass and cunt holes. In the other room, Gordon was stroking his hard cock while the three women were rotating their fingers over erect clits. Vance and Alan were trying to jerk off with little success.

“Well? Do you studs see anything you’d like to fuck?”

“More times than you can count, you hot slut. You’re gonna need an adding machine to count how much we fuck you.” Karl said with a growl.

“Promises… promises,” Julia teased.

“Take my cock out, Girl. Both of us. See what we have for you. It’s a hell of a lot more than your cock-caged hubby has.”

The second camera showed Chadd sitting in the corner rubbing his dick through his pants. “Think he’s hard or not?” Karen asked.

“He’s about to watch his wife take 18 inches of dick, Karen. You know damn well he’s hard as stone,” Traci said with certainty.

“More like steel probably,” Paula commented.

Julia had unzipped Karl’s pants and was trying to extract the huge black shaft. She gasped when she saw its size. So did Paula, Traci, and Karen. Julia was using both hands to heft the rock-solid 10-inch cock that was almost three inches in diameter.

Karl’s hand moved to Julia’s head and forced her downward towards his rigid sex gun.

“Suck it.”

Julia’s eyes were wide with a mixture of awe and lust as her lips touched the swollen cap. Her mouth opened as Karl forced her head down. Her mouth and lips stretched even further as the two of them worked to force more cock into her mouth. Julia made a series of unintelligible grunts as several more inches of dick disappeared into her mouth.

“UUmmmppff…. UUMMPPFF… OOOMMPPFFF!”

With her mouth stuffed, Karl began sliding his organ in and out. “Cup my balls and suck. Open wider. Suck and swallow. Oh yeah… like that… Hey, Chadd. You ever seen your hot wife sucking on one this big? Look at her suck it, Man.”

Everyone in the next room was watching. The women all moaned when we saw Julia’s throat actually bulge outward as Karl forced his cock down her throat. Chadd stared at his wife with disbelief as more cock went into her mouth. Less than five inches were in her mouth, but the cock head was already in her throat. Julia’s eyes were wide open staring at the six inches of man meat that Karl wanted down her throat.

“That’s the way, Baby. You got it now. It’s in your throat. More dick’s on the way, Slut.”

Alex had now moved behind Julia with one arm around her chest, his hand covering one breast pulling and stroking her hard nipple. His other hand was buried between her thighs. Julia’s grinding hips made it obvious to everyone that Alex’s fingers were deep inside in her pussy.

With an excited masculine grunt, Karl thrust his hips forward while pulling Julia’s head toward his groin. Julia gave a muffled grunt as the black dick slid down her throat. Only three inches remained outside her mouth. Julia was making gurgling noises as Karl began fucking her mouth, and within a minute, long ropes of saliva were swinging from her chin. As the cock bulge moved up and down her throat, Julia struggled to breathe through her nose and suck on Karl’s cock at the same time.

Slowly, Karl pulled his massive tool from Julia’s mouth. As soon as it was out, she sucked in gasps of air while Karl waited, his cock throbbing and eager to reenter Julia hot mouth. Julia smiled and licked her lips.

“How’s her cunt, Alex?”

“Wet.. really wet but tight. Her clit’s hard. Stick your cock back in, and I’ll make her cum.”

“You heard the man, Slut. SUCK!”

Julia leaned forward to take Karl’s cock into her mouth again. Her lips stretched wide as she pushed downward. Gradually, amid gagging and grunts, nine inches of thick cock filled her mouth and throat. Her lips kissed his groin and then began to sensuously slide back up his shaft. She stopped before the big head escaped her mouth and then began to slide down again. This time all 10 inches entered.

“Suck me faster, Julia.”

Chadd now had his pants off and was furiously rubbing his cock through the mesh cage. When he saw his wife take all of Karl’s cock down her throat, he groaned and his hips began to hunch fucking the air.

Karl let Julia suck on his dick for almost ten minutes before he pulled out. “Try her mouth, Alex, while I sample her cunt.”

Alex moved to the side of the bed. His cock was rigid, pointing almost straight toward the ceiling, a thick, 8-inch ramrod. “Slide over here, Julia. Tilt your head back and open that luscious mouth,” he ordered.

We all watched on the two screens as Julia followed instructions. Her mouth was already wide open when she dropped her head over the edge of the bed. Pressing his cock downward, Alex filled her mouth.

“MMMMM…. big hard fuck stick,” Julia moaned as she used her hands on his ass to pull him deeper into her mouth. After Karl’s monster, she had no problem taking as much as he chose to give her.

Karl was now kneeling on the bed between Julia’s spread legs. His cock was no more than a few inches from her pussy.

"Do you want black cock?" he asked. With her mouth full of Alex’s rod, all she could do was nod.

"I didn't hear you answer. If you want this cock in your cunt you have to ask for it. Do you want it?"

Pulling her mouth off Alex’s now dripping cock, she gasped, "Yes, yes I want your cock in my cunt. Fuck me with it, Stud. Make me cum a dozen times.”

Karl laughed and pressed his hips forward. The big mushroom head and the first inch of his shaft parted Julia’s lips and pushed into her eager hole. She groaned as it stretched her vagina. After sliding in a second inch of cock, Karl paused and just flexed his rod inside her pussy.

“Aaahhhh gawd. What a cock! More, Honey. Give it to me!”

We all expected Karl to ram his full length into Julia, but he just continued to slowly fuck her with two or three inches of dick. Frantic for more, Julia’s hips arched off the bed causing a fourth inch of cock to enter her.

“Oh shit… It’s big. AH! AH! AH! FUCK ME! AAHHH!”

Karl continued to slide four inches of cock in and out of her now fully stretched hole. Her juices were bubbling out around the black shaft and sliding erotically down her ass.

“Fuck me, damn you! Ram that thing into me! Fu… uungghh!” Julia’s howls were abruptly cut off as Alex drove all eight inches of cock down her throat.

Karl fed Julia’s cunt another two inches of cock and then began rapidly fucking her with six inches of dick as Alex screwed her mouth with eight. Julia’s body was shuddering as saliva ran down her cheeks and cunt juices squished out of her fully stuffed vagina. One orgasm and hen another knotted the muscles of her belly.

With a loud masculine grunt, Karl suddenly thrust his hips and 10 inches of huge black cock shot into Julia’s pussy. She grunted and arched her back. Her legs jerked backward as her toes curled. Karl was now fucking Chadd’s wife with long strokes. At the same time, his hands were squeezing her heavy tits. Alex was pounding his full length into her throat.

Karl’s ass was a blur of motion and he rammed in and out of Julia’s cunt. Her entire body jerked and heaved. Suddenly, Alex’s load spurted from the corners of her mouth. He jerked his spurting rod from her mouth hole and drenched her face with his huge cum load.

Karl’s hands thrust beneath Julia’s ass and lifted her into perfect fucking position. Lowering his powerful body between her splayed thighs, he drove into her with hard, powerful thrusts. Each thrust brought female howls of delight as her pussy exploded around the massive prick fucking relentlessly in and out of her body. Finally, Karl growled, pushed deep into her, and pressed the massive cock head hard against her womb. His buttocks flexed repeatedly as he fired a half dozen thick streams of cum deep inside her cunt.
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I had unlocked Vance and Alan’s cages so the other wives could now enjoy the attention of three hard cocks. Actually, it was not so much a kindness on my part as it was self-preservation. Paula, Karen, and Traci were so hot, they were going to kill me. I needed reinforcements to handle them. Not having had sex for five days, Vance and Alan were fucking the three women like sex-crazed wild men. Of course, there were no complaints from the women.

After Karl had filled Julia with his load, Alex fucked her in missionary position and then had her ride his cock until his load was mixed with Karl’s in her pussy. They had taken a break to enjoy a drink and snack from the courtesy bar after which Julia began switching back and forth between the two cocks, sucking each of her lovers until she had them both hard again.

Some time after midnight, Karl and Alex began double fucking Chadd’s wife. First they screwed her mouth and cunt. When she began moan and cum, the guy in her cunt would pull out and shove it into her ass. Even when we couldn’t see his cock going into her asshole, the entry was always obvious from Julia’s reaction and her loud moans and grunts.

At one point, Julia jerked her mouth off of Karl’s cock and screamed, “I can’t wait any longer. Fuck my cunt and ass at the same time. Come on, Guys. Do it to me… cunt and ass.. FUCK ME!” Five minutes later, her eyes were clenched shut while her mouth was stretched wide. As the orgasms wracked her body, she continued to gasp “fuck fuck fuck…” over and over.



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At 3 AM, all six of us in the adjoining room were naked and Vance, Alan, and I were exhausted. The women wanted to join Julia in the fuck room, but we told them that they had to wait their turn later in the week.

At 4 AM, the sound of bedsprings protesting and female shrieks of pleasure from the fuck room awoke me from a sound sleep. One glance at the monitors told me Alex and Karl were now taking turns screwing Chadd’s wife.

Chadd was naked and still trying to jack off as he watched their cocks slamming into his wife. It wasn’t long before I saw his semen begin to drip out of the cage. His ejaculation really wasn’t an orgasm. His load would just build and build until finally it would dribble out like a leaky faucet.

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Cuck Time at the Ramada Inn: Wednesday

I essentially used Chadd’s idea to provide the guys for my wife on Wednesday night. I did make a couple of changes. Instead of getting a couple of dancers, I called an escort agency and selected a couple of ripped, hot-looking guys. However, instead of one black and one white stud, I chose Rex and Drake, two black guys, since I knew from experience that Paula liked BBC, big black cock. They were really turned on when I showed them a photo of Paula and then told them that it was my wife’s birthday, and they were her birthday present.

“Are you shitting us? This hot fox is your wife?”

“She is. I’ll tell her that you think she’s a hot fox.”

“And you want us to have sex with her as a birthday present?” Drake asked.

“No. I want you to spend the night fucking her brains out… no pain. Just make her cum as many times as you can. I’ll be present, but just watch.”

“She know about this?”

“She does, and I can tell you that she’s looking forward to it. Remember, 9 PM Wednesday night. I’ll pick you up here at 8:30.”
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Julia, Karen, and Traci were all waiting in the adjoining room while Paula was in the fuck room unable to sit still she was so turned on. I had removed the cages from all the guys so everyone watching could have a good time. Even though I was the only guy who wouldn’t be getting any pussy tonight, I was still turned on by the thought of watching my wife being royally screwed by two hung studs.

For her night in the fuck room, Paula had worn a white bra with a matching garter belt, thigh-high white stockings, a hot heels. She wore no panties and she wore the bra below her 34DD tits so that they were completely *******. With both her shaved pussy and big tits on display, the effect was incredibly erotic.

Promptly at 8:58 PM, I unlocked the door to the fuck room and held it open for Rex and Drake. I could see the initial shock on my wife’s face when she saw the two powerful studs who were to be her lovers for the evening. This was quickly followed by a wide grin at me as her lips silently mouthed the words “Thank you”.
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The evening was in a way similar to, but yet different, than Julia’s night in the fuck room. Rex and Drake worked on Paula like a trained team. It was obvious that this wasn’t the first time these two studs had worked together fucking a woman. Five minutes after they entered the room, their clothes were in a pile in the corner of the room, and Rex was screwing my wife in doggie position while Drake pumped his big rod in and out of her mouth. Her tits were swinging erotically as the two studs fucked her with perfect rhythm.

Like Chadd, I couldn’t resist jacking off as I watched. Unlike Chadd, however, I was able to pump my cock without having to contend with a cage. It was so hot, it was difficult to keep from shooting off in the first 10 minutes.

In the viewing room, Karen, Traci, and Julia were all kneeling side-by-side on one of the double beds facing the TV screen so they could watch Rex and Drake fucking my wife. Vance stood behind Karen driving his iron-hard cock into her cunt. Chadd was ramming Traci’s ass while Alan was screwing Julia.

Rex and Drake not only knew how to use their cocks to make women have screaming orgasms; they also made full use of their hands, mouths, and tongues. To add to Paula’s excitement, they continuously told her how hot she was, how hard her throbbing cunt had their dicks, and how much cum they were going to shoot into her before morning.

Paula was in a sexual euphoria. Her moaning never stopped. She kept her legs raised and spread when she was on her back. When she was in doggie position, her knees were far apart and her ass was arched into perfect position. Every time Rex or Drake pushed his rod into one of her holes, she howled and came quickly.

At 1 AM, Rex had her on the couch ramming nine inches of cock into her cunt. She was naked except for her heels. Her wild cries of delight every time he made her cum woke up all the women in the viewing room. They got so hot watch Rex banging her and hearing her moan and gasp, they started sucking the men until they work up, got hard, and fucked them again.

Rex and Drake didn’t leave until 8 AM Thursday morning. Before leaving, Drake bent my wife over bar counter and nailed his cock up her ass. Paula’s ass hole was so stretched from 11 hours of constant fucking, his entire eight and a half inch dick sank balls deep on the first thrust. After pounding several strokes into her, he picked her up and carried her around the room with his hands beneath her thighs and his black shaft buried in her ass.

Drake saw that Rex’s cock was hard again so he moved Paula directly in front of him and spread her legs even wider. Rex moved into her splayed sex saddle and skewered her cunt with his sex spike. My wife wrapped her legs around Rex’s hips and the two men carried around the room double fucking her. With two iron-hard, monster rods buried deep inside her, she didn’t need to hold onto Rex for support. The cocks alone were more than enough to do the job.

All the women in the viewing room were masturbating furiously as they watched the two thick black cocks ramming in and out of my wife’s pussy and ass. At one point, they stood right beside me as I slid between their legs on my back and stared upward. My hand pumped rapidly jacking off my swollen, cum-filled shaft at the incredible sight of 18 inches of black cock fucking my wife’s sex holes. Almost simultaneously, my dick exploded sending a thick stream of semen high in air while both black cocks throbbed mightily pumping load after load of cum into my wife. Paula had seven or eight loud, intense climaxes. As her sex holes throbbed, the huge pool of deposited semen inside gushed out all over my chest and face.



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Cuck Time at the Ramada Inn: Thursday and Friday

The last two days of the week were very similar to the first two. As a change of pace, Vance hired to white dancers from the “Touch of Adonis” to pleasure Traci. Their cocks were slightly smaller than the black studs on Tuesday and Wednesday, but they stayed iron hard for most of the night, and they rammed her almost continuously like perpetual fucking machines. The only difference was that they were shooting real loads of semen into her. Not only did they double fuck her, they also gave her double suckings at least three times. One of them would suck and lick her clit while the other guy tongue-fucked her ass and used his fingers on her nipples. Around 2 AM, one of them worked on her clit from above while his buddy buried his tongue in her cunt and finger-fucked her ass. Traci never stopped screaming. She seemed to be having nearly continuous orgasms.

Vance’s cock shot off inside his cage numerous times, and I don’t think he ever went to sleep. Even when Traci and her lovers were taking a short nap, he was watching them and still trying to masturbate.

In an attempt to outdo the rest of us, Alan got five black studs to fuck his wife all Friday night. With five huge black cocks, one or two were always hard. As a result, Karen’s ass, cunt, or mouth were full of cock almost all the time. She couldn’t go five minutes without a black stud mounting her. She was frequently triple fucked during the evening, and once she was jacking off two guys while three more cocks fucked relentlessly in and out of her mouth, ass, and cunt.

Paula, Traci, and Julia went wild watching the black gang bang. Before morning, none of us could manage another erection in spite of the women’s frantic efforts to get us hard again.


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Game Night:

On this Saturday evening, the group was gathered in our home. As the hostess, Paula was in charge of the proceedings.

“Ok everybody. The first item on the agenda tonight is a new rule which all the wives have agreed to, and I’m absolutely certain that you guys will also be full agreement. At first, we thought the idea of cock cages for the losers of the weekly contest would be erotic. But it was too unpleasant for you guys and therefore, we didn’t enjoy it much either. So, the new rule of Game Night is that the winner has the same sexual privileges as before… that is, total access to all he wives for a week… but the losers’ cocks will no longer be caged.”

That announcement from my wife brought a huge, collective sigh of relief from all the men.

“The second item is the selection of the winner of last week’s game. I can tell all you guys that the wives absolutely loved last week. It was fabulous, and we love all of you wonderful husbands for being such confident males that you let us have such a fantastic week of sex. Of course, we know all you guys loved being in the viewing room, and judging from what we saw on the screen, whoever was the cuck in the fuck room watching his wife being royally screwed also loved it. At least, we know your cocks stayed hard most of the night. So, we think it was a great week. Anyone not agree?”

As expected, no one had the slightest argument with Paula’s analysis. “So who won?” Alan asked.

“Be patient, Alan. We need to set up this coming week’s game first. It’s going to be a week-long scavenger hunt. We’re giving each of a list of things you are to find and bring to the game next Saturday night. All of you will have the same list. The winner is the husband who finds the largest number of items from the list.”

“That sounds more like a kid’s game,” Vance protested.

“That’s because you haven’t seen the list yet. Let me read you some of the items: Item Number 1 is a used condom containing some semen that was used inside one of our pussies, and it can’t be your semen in the condom.”

“Item Number 2 is a digital photograph that you have to take of some guy fucking one of us. Husbands can’t be the guy in the photo for this item, and the use of hidden cameras is forbidden.”

“Item Number 3 is a pair of panties belonging to a women aged 45 or more that you have removed before fucking her. Here, we will have to rely on your honesty. But remember, Guys, we could talk to the woman you name… so be careful.”

“Item Number 4 is at least $20 in tips that you make stripping at the Touch of Adonis on amateur night. If you can also get a woman to throw you the panties she is wearing at the time as a tip, that counts double.”

“The fifth item is a written description, no less than one page in length, written by one of your wife’s former lovers describing all the hot details of the first time he fucked her. The number of points this item counts will depend upon how erotic and detailed the letter is.”

“ Still think it’s a kid’s game, Vance?”

“Hell no! My bad. Go on. Read some of the other items.”

“You guys can read the entire list later. Let’s move on to the winner of last week’s game. Your wives discussed it all afternoon. Every single one of the lovers you guys picked was fantastic, and all of them made us cum dozens of times. On that basis, we decided it was a tie. So we turned to our second criterion: how inventive, daring, and erotic was the selection. Chadd had to go first, so he had nothing to guide him in his decision. He came up with the idea of multiple studs instead of just one. Needless to say, everyone of your wives just loved that and the rest of you followed his lead. He also was clever enough to realize that having both a huge black cock and a huge white one fucking us would really excite any wife. Finally, he knew that the Touch of Adonis only hires the sexiest and really hung men who know exactly what turns women on the most and how to do it. With that insight, he obtained two awesome studs for Julia. So, your wives are unanimous. Chadd wins last week’s game.”

Chadd couldn’t conceal the wide grin that immediately covered his face. “Wow! Fucking Fantastic! When can I start making use of my prize?” he wanted to know.

“Well, Honey,” Karen responded, “none of us are wearing any panties under our skirts, and we all know how much all the rest of those losers love to watch. Are you catching my drift here, Stud?”

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