Bill and Jeans Adventures

“The adventures of a Sexual Anthropologist and his wife.”

Some backstory info, Bill Anderson is a 35 years old tenured professor of anthropology. At 6’3″ and 220lb he had been a college linebacker on the rise until a knee injury brought his athletic career to a close. He stands out amongst the academic crowd as they all refer to him as the ex-jock with a brain.

Bill’s wife Jean is a 30-year-old blond beauty that could pass for 25, at 5’8″ and 135lbs her 38 DD boobs always draw attention. Jean is often asked if she was a cheerleader in college.

She knows it is meant to be a compliment, but she always replies that she had no interest in showing her ass or bouncing her boobs for the entertainment of strange men.

Now she wants to enter into Bill’s world of Social Anthropology, which takes Bill on research trips all around the world studying various cultures and their sexual mores.

Some very big and exciting changes lay ahead for Bill and Jean, read along and follow their adventures.

It was a perfect fall day in Ames. I was relaxing with a beer on my deck overlooking the pool. I can hear my lovely wife Jean in the house cleaning and preparing for her first trip with me, which she insisted she go along. I have never taken my wife on a research trip before. This is because of my job as a Sexual Anthropologist. I had never been able to fully explain to her that I or any visitor, is often required to take part in the sexual customs of the tribe. And she knew I thought of her as old-fashioned when it came to things of a sexual nature.

I could see my wife Jean peering out the kitchen window while I enjoy a beer trying to relax. She knows I am not in favor of her going along on my trip. I had finally relented and said she could come on this trip to the arctic.

As I down my beer, I realize that this trip could open all sorts of horizons and perhaps make my wife’s outlook as sexual as her sexy body deserved. But I also knew I would need some help to get her to that point.

But how? Who do you call to help turn your straight-laced wife into a horny slut? Then it occurred to me; call another slut! Jean’s sister Jackie, according to my wife was the biggest slut I knew. Jean often referred to Jackie as that slut sister of mine. In fact, that was the exact phrase she also used to describe her stepmom, Marie. I pulled out my cell and gave Jackie a call. Jackie answered the phone with a sexy Hello.

“Hey Jackie, it’s Bill. I wondered if you had time to get together for some coffee tomorrow. I have a problem I am hoping you can help me out.” I said,

“Bill, if you have blue balls because of my prude sister and you are calling to see if you can fuck me, the answer is a definite Yes!” Jackie said, as she laughed.

“Umm, well, thanks for the offer, but actually, it is about Jean. But you might be closer than you think.” I said, not wanting to give away too much.

Jackie was now very intrigued. The thought of something sexual between her and Jean excited her; she would likely be easing a hand down to rub her clit as she talked to me.

“Well, Marie and I were going shopping tomorrow for some slutty clothes. Do you mind if Marie comes along?” She asked, with a giggle.

“No, not at all. She could be of help as well.” I said, leaving Jackie wondering what I had in mind.

“What’s going on Bill?” She asked as she pressed for more details.

“This is something we need to discuss in person. See you tomorrow, Jackie.” I answered, and hung up my phone, feeling some hope for my sexless marriage after all.

I popped the top on another beer to celebrate. A plan was now coming together, and if Jackie and Marie were as slutty as my wife thinks they are, this would be great!

As I drove to the coffee shop to meet Jackie and Marie, I felt a combination of excitement and fear. They might be slutty, but they were still Jean’s sister and stepmom. I did not know how they would react to my plan, that was still taking shape in my mind. How to bring out the slutty side of my wife before we left for the arctic? Unknown to her, she would be expected to have sex with complete strangers.

The offer or perhaps it was just a joke on Jackie’s part, to fuck me and cure my blue balls only added to my distraction. I couldn’t help but think, damn, if only Marie would make that same offer! Although Marie was also Jackie’s stepmom, they were very similar in appearance. Each was about 5’4″ tall with dark black hair and beautiful dark brown eyes with Mediterranean-like features. Both had an ass that would stop traffic. And they both knew it and dressed to show it off as much as possible.

Jean often said their idea of a skirt is either short or extremely short. Marie also looked younger than her age of 45, and Jackie had just turned 34. But what set them apart were Marie’s boobs. She was a 38F, and her cleavage was always on glorious display. She knew I was a boob man, so she didn’t seem to mind the way my gaze would linger on them. For her it was a compliment. She would often tease me by asking if I married Jean because she was tall and blonde; or because she had huge 36 DD tits? I would still blush a bit when I answered, “Both!” On the other hand, Jackie had a nice set of B cups that moved closer to C cups as she moved into her mid 30’s.

As I pulled up to park, I saw Marie’s little red sports car and knew they were already here. Walking up to the door, it occurred to me that it had been about three months since I had seen either Jackie or Marie. The coffee shop was small and trendy and also crowded. At first glance, I did not see them. Then I heard, “Bill! Bill! We’re over here” as Jackie jumped up and down from across the room.

“Holy Fuck!” I muttered, a little louder than I realized as I caught a quick stare from an elderly couple.

“Umm, excuse me,” I said as I headed over towards Jackie and her bouncing boobs.

When I arrived at the table, Jackie jumped in my arms and kissed me on the lips. She obviously had a boob job and now rivaled Marie in size.

“It is so great to see you.” She said as I felt her press those huge new tits firmly against me.

When she pulled back from our kiss, I also could detect the aroma of rum and a hint of gin, and not a second later, Marie pounced on me. She apparently was trying to outdo her stepdaughter with her tight embrace. Then she wrapped her arms around me as she grabbed my ass hard. Marie now cleverly moved her hand around to my front and pressed it against my now rock-hard cock.

“Oh, poor baby, do you have a case of Blue Balls?” She asked, when she pulled back.

“MOM!!!! That was supposed to be a secret.” Jackie cried out, then they both broke out in gales of laughter on somewhat unsteady legs and sat back down in their seats. I pulled out my chair to sit down and join them.

“Have you ladies had a few drinks already? I asked, and the laughter started again as if I had said the funniest thing in the world. Yep, alcohol made these ladies very happy and even hornier than usual.

“Well, we stopped at the bar next door, and these nice college boys just kept buying us drinks. They kept coming one after another, and I don’t know why.” Jackie said, with a bit of slur.

“You know why, you said you would flash them your tits if they did, and she did it, Bill. She flashed these college boys her tits, and you know she never wears a bra.” Jackie said, and my eyes shot over to Marie’s boobs, and I could believe she did it.

“Oh, you lying slut. I do so have a bra on, here look!” Marie said, as she started to raise her top, but I stopped her.

“I believe you, Marie, I believe you, but we don’t want to get kicked out of here.” I said, with my hand only an inch from her big boob.

“You know Bill, Jackie flashed them too and told them if we had more time, we would stay and fuck them all.” Marie said, and Jackie was now looking mad as hell.

“I was joking!” Jackie shouted, “and I thought the one freshman was going to faint when I said that.” She continued.

Again, they laughed and I noticed the people at the tables around us were smiling at the two tipsy MILF hotties and the lucky guy with them.

“You see what kind of fun Jackie and I have? But Jean never wants to go out for drinks with us.” Marie said, as I looked around to see who might be listening.

“Marie, you know Jean thinks we are just sluts!” Jackie said, and Marie giggled at this.

“Well…. we kinda are…” She replied.

Just then, our waitress appeared and took our order. I opted for black coffee while Jackie and Marie ordered a Café Latte and whispered to ask our waitress if she could Irish it up a little bit? I had a feeling I was going to be a designated driver before we were done.

“So, Jackie tells me you are having a problem with Jean. How can we help?” Marie asked, trying to be a bit more serious for a change.

“Well, you know how you just said Jean thinks you guys are sluts? Well, honestly, she does. The problem is I would like for Jean to be more like you and Jackie because, you see, when Jean says slut what I hear is fun. I am trying to make Jean more sexually open, more sexually available, especially before visiting the Inuit in the arctic. They will expect an exchange of wives and likely more.” I answered, trying to keep my eyes off their boobs.

“So, let me get this straight, you want us to slutty up Jean so that some family of Eskimo’s can fuck her? That’s a BIG challenge, Bill.” Marie said,

“Well, they are the Inuit people, and yes, they will expect to have sex with Jean.” I said, looking at them hopefully.

“So, while Jean is getting snow plowed by the head of the family, you will be fucking his wife? This is why you do all this research, you have been getting laid all over the world, and unless you can slutty up Jean, it will come to an end?” Marie said, smiling at me over her Irish Coffee.

“Well, yes, that is about the size of it.” I said.

“If any two gals can do it, Jackie and I can. What’s the plan Bill?” Marie said, pushing her big boobs up and together to tease me.

I paused for a second, unsure if I should proceed, but Jackie and Marie had me so aroused I could not back out now.

“Well, my plan is if Jean could see you two having sex with a guy, she

would be so aroused that she would want to try it herself,” I said, as

Marie laughed while Jackie just giggled.

“Your plan is for Jackie and me to fuck you while Jean watches because you believe she is a voyeur just waiting to act out her fantasies? Bill, if you want to fuck me and Jackie, just ask. You don’t have to put on this charade.” Marie said, opening her top a little.

“It is not a charade!” I exclaimed loudly, then switching back to a whisper. “It is not a charade. Jean, would freak out if she saw me fucking you. Although I hope there will come a time she would not, it would have to be some stranger, a guy that Jean does not know. You see, we are remodeling a room next to our guest room.” I said, looking at them, hoping they could follow what I was saying.

“The room with two queen-sized beds in it?” Jackie asked.

“Yes, that one. And the wall of the closet has been removed, so a person could sneak into that closet and see everything going on. So next week, maybe next Tuesday, I will invite you guys over under the pretense of asking you to watch the house while we are out of town. I will order us all a pizza, and then I will fake a phone call and say I have to go into the office for a while. You can have some wine and relax, and then the doorbell rings. It is your stud for the evening, but Jean will just think it is just a regular delivery guy. You invite him in for a drink, and he reluctantly accepts. You then start to flirt with him, and as the wine flows, you tease him in an ever more provocative manner.” I replied, spelling out my ideas.

“Oh, I like the sound of this.” Jackie said, opening her top button too.

“Jackie, you jump up and say he needs to earn his tip, and you and Marie take him into the guest room. Then you offer Jean the chance to come along with you and Marie.” I continued.

“What if she says yes?” Jackie asked, after pausing.

“That would be great! But I think she will decline. I’m hoping she will run to the adjoining room and peak thru the closet door to watch the action.” I said as I had been so caught up in the outline of my plan I hadn’t noticed the effect it had on Jackie and Marie.

Jackie’s face was glowing with lust, and Marie was obviously fingering herself under the table as I described the plan.

“You want me and Jackie to fuck some stranger together while Jean secretly watches. OMG, that is so hot!” Marie said in a quivering voice.

“We have both fucked the same guy before and compared details later but never at the same time! So you then arrive home and find us in the room fucking this guy, and you join in?” Jackie asked, and I smiled a lusty smile at her.

“I thought of playing it that way, but I have to find out Jean’s state of mind first. I plan to go to the closet and then join in watching her and play it from there.” I said, my mind reeling from the possibilities.

“Yes, I see. She might be in there finger fucking herself, uncertain if she should join us or run from the house screaming.” Jackie said, giggled at the thought.

“My God, Bill, that sounds so hot!” Marie said, her wet fingers now returned to the table.

“You down for this adventure?” Marie asked, glanced at Jackie.

“Oh., Hell. Yes!” Jackie replied.

“But of course, we have one big problem to solve” I said, after this round of very horny giggling subsided.

“What is that, hun?” Marie said. I quickly realized she had never referred to me as hun before. I couldn’t help but thinking one way or another, I have got to fuck Marie and that big ass of hers soon, but I forced my mind to refocus.

“The pizza guy, the stud for the night, it is not just finding some guy; it is finding someone that can really fuck. We have to put on a show for Jean.” I said, thinking out loud.

“Oh, baby. We can put on a show.” Jackie said, pushing her new boobs together and smiling.

“I see what you’re saying Bill, we can put on a great display for the stud and show Jean what a woman can do, but the stud has to have endurance and range. And he has to have the ability to fuck us senseless so Jean will want to be fucked senseless as well. And he needs to be a real hunk. A guy that can fuck our brains out as we use to say back in the day.” Marie said, already squirming in her seat.

“Yes, someone like that.” I said as the table fell silent, the three of us now deep in thought.

“I GOT IT!!!!” Jackie shouted.

“Stan! Stan the Stud!” Jackie said as Marie’s eyes lit up. At that point the waitress appeared and looking a little embarrassed as she asked if we would like a private table in the back. I started to say, that’s ok; we will keep it down.

But Marie cut me off, “YES!!! We would love that.”

“By chance, is Stan working today?” Jackie asked, the waitress.

“Stan?” the waitress replied, a bit puzzled. “Oh, you mean Stanford.”

“Yes, Stanford.” Marie replied.

“Umm, yes, I think he just arrived for his shift. Would you like to speak to him?” the waitress asked, but she had never noticed how many MILF’s asked for Stanford.

The giveaway may have been Marie jumping up and down, saying she forgot he worked here sometimes. The waitress led us to a back room with a few tables and a door that could be closed for privacy from the main room. It looked like a place where you could have small meetings.

We sit down at a table with four chairs as I took a sip of coffee.

“Ok, ladies, who in the world is Stanford?” I asked, although we were pretty obviously in a private room now, Marie still glanced around to make sure the coast was clear.

“Stanford is going to be our stud!” Marie answered very excitedly.

“Ok, I said that’s great, but who is he? I asked.

“Well, the story goes he got his name Stanford from his father, a Stanford professor visiting Africa on a research trip. There he met a lady who some say was the daughter of the local Chief. They got married, and Stanford was their first child. When he was three, they returned to the states, and Stanford was sent to the finest schools and is now a very refined and handsome young man.

His parents have since divorced, and Stanford and his father had a falling out, so although he comes from money, he is making his way thru college here in Ames on his own. I would not call him a gigolo but, he often is seen in the company of wealthy older women and fucks all the hot wives of the local professors. They say he is hung like a horse and can fuck all night. If you ever go to a spa for wealthy women in Ames, you will hear Stanford stories.” Jackie said, engrossed in her story.

“Umm, so his mother is African, was his father black or white? I asked, wondering.

“White, but Stanford has a dark brown complexion more than black.” Marie added.

“Some would say a nice shade of cocoa.” I heard a male voice say behind me.

Jackie and Marie had been so caught up telling the story they had not noticed Stanford approach.

“May I join you?” Stanford asked, even as he was in the process of sitting down.

I would not be surprised at all that his mother came from tribal royalty. He had a presence about himself of an Alpha Male and was used to being in charge of his surroundings, especially his women. At 6’2″, he had a trim athletic build and a complexion called cocoa or even a very dark tan.

“Oh, and by the way, yes. I can fuck all night.” he said, with a grin.

This time I was the one laughing as Jackie and Marie seemed suddenly shy.

“Oh, I’m so sorry you overheard us talking about you. You see, I was trying to explain to…” When Stanford cut her off.

“You were trying to explain to Bill, who I am, and unless I miss my guess, you are Marie, and this lovely shy young lady is Jackie.” He said, with a devilish smile.

To say the three of us looked stunned would be an understatement. Jackie started to speak, how in the world, but she was cut short, Stanford raised his hand, and she just stopped talking, Jackie NEVER just stops talking, Oh this guy is good, I thought.

He turned to me and said, “Bill would you like a beer? And ladies, what are you drinking?” Marie and Jackie looked at each other and said, “Well, how about a couple of cosmos.”

“Cosmos it is.” He said, with that knowing smile

“Do you ladies like them strong?” He asked.

“Oh God, yes.” They said in unison.

I knew Stanford could tell they were already looped, and he wanted that condition to remain as he left the table. While he was gone all the ladies could talk about was his charm and ponder how he knew who we were. As for me, I was undecided. I was sure he was a stud that could indeed fuck a woman’s brains out but was he too cool? Would he push too hard to fuck my Jean? Would I like to watch him fuck Jean, I suddenly wondered while still lost in my thoughts.

Stanford returned pushing a small cart. There were four Cosmo’s and several beers in a bucket of ice on the cart, a few pastries and saucers with at least a dozen pats of butter. He walked right past our table.

“Follow me.” He said, and we followed Stanford across the room to another door.

He pulled a key from his pocket and opened the door. Then pushed the cart into the room, we found ourselves in a well-decorated room, with a small table and off to the side, a king-sized bed with fluffy pillows.

“This is the owner’s private room, but he lets me use it from time to time. He likes to sit here and smoke a cigar while I fuck his hot wife over there.” He said, nodding towards the bed.

I could tell he had said this for effect, yet I was pretty sure it was true. The result was to make Marie and Jackie blush even more. I had no doubt he could fuck them both right then and there, but he was playing with them. This was verbal foreplay. He popped the cap on a beer and handed it to me. I took it with my left hand and extended my right hand.

As he gripped my hand, it was firmer than a regular grip. He was gripping hard, real hard. His knuckles even turned a little white. I just smiled and equaled the hold. He looked surprised and even smiled. He gripped tighter, as did I. From my days as a football player, I was used to the trick of the hard grip handshake. I had a solid grip as well, and he tried one more time. I gripped even harder myself and saw a twinge to his smile that told me this had run its course. He released his grip, as did I. He looked at me differently now, a bit curious about my story, why I was here with these two hot sluts. He wondered if I was a guy who liked a foursome,.

“Well, Bill, you look like you could take the field for tomorrow’s game.” He said. So he knew I was a former linebacker at ISU. That is how he knew my name.

Stan nodded to the table where Jackie and Marie were sitting. He placed their drinks in front of them and popped the top on his own beer.

“Oh, this is good. It tastes just like the drinks we had from the bar next door.” Jackie said, and downed half her glass.

She somehow managed to sit the glass down without spilling it. She was obviously under the influence of the drinks and the erotic setting. She had come here with Marie to discuss my “Jean problem,” and now, as she glanced at the bed, she was wondering if this stud was going to ride her hard and fuck her silly.

“Well, they are from next door. The bartender is a buddy, and that is how I know your names. He described two hot cock teasing ladies that had been in the bar earlier, and Steve is good at descriptions. I had a hunch it was you.” he said, pointing at both of them,

“We are not cock teases! Why, if we did not have to leave to meet Bill, we would have stayed and fucked them all!” Jackie said.

Stanford said, “And Jackie even told them that.” “MARIE!!!!, you make me sound like such a dirty slut!” Jackie shouted, in what can only be described as her seduction voice.

“Oh, I hope you are. I love dirty sluts!” Stan said, managing to bring them to a state of silence. This was a feat I had yet to master.

As the ladies sipped their drinks and munched on the pastries, Stan and I popped a second beer, and he asked me about my football days, and I asked about his time in Africa.

He leaned over, beckoning me close, this caught the attention of Jackie and Marie as they had a hunch Stan was saying something about them, and they were right.

“Do you see the butter I brought out with the pastries? Well, later, when we fuck these two up the ass, that is our lube.” He said.

“Holy Fuck!” I sputtered, and thank God I did not have a mouth full of beer.

“What did he say!” Jackie demanded.

“Uh, we will show you later,” I said, this even brought forth a chuckle from the cool Stan.

Stan set down his beer and said,

“Ok then. How can I help you, good folks?” He asked, after setting down his beer.

I looked at Jackie and Marie uncertain as to how to explain this crazy scheme. Stan broke the silence, looking at Marie.

“Marie, tell me what you all are up to?” He asked again, and Marie downed her drink with such force her floppy tits were bouncing much to my and Stan’s pleasure.

“Well, you see, Bill’s wife Jean is not a slut.” Marie said, and Stan looked at me and then back to Marie.

“Jean is my sister you see, and Marie is Jean, and my stepmom. Jean is not a slut, but we are, well we sort of are sluts, at least Jean thinks we are sluts. Jackie slurred, the alcohol taking full effect.

“So Marie is your wife’s stepmother, and Jackie is your wife’s sister. You bold bastard!” Stan said, then glanced at me with a look of admiration

“Yes!! Yes, and Jean is Bill’s wife, but she is not a slut, and he needs to turn her into a slut so that he can go to the North Pole where Jean can get fucked by Eskimos!!! So he can fuck the Eskimo’s wife. And we need you to help us, do you understand now?” Marie said, still trying to explain the situation.

“The Eskimo’s?” That was all Stan could say as he turned to look at me like I was insane.

“They are the Inuit people and they don’t like the phrase Eskimo!” I said.

“So besides the use of the word Eskimo, the rest is accurate?”

Well, sort of.” I said, and proceeded to explain to Stan the reasoning of him coming over and fucking Jackie and Marie while Jean watched as we were trying to broaden Jean’s sexual world. Trying hard to slut her up. And because Jean demanded to going on my future trips, not knowing practically all of these trips entailed a degree of wife swapping or sexual sharing of partners.

“Here! These are some pictures of Jean.” Jackie said, thrusting her phone to Stan.

Stan scrolled thru several pictures of Jean from one in her wedding dress and a prom picture, and finally, one where she is wearing only a bikini bottom and is topless!

“When did you take that!” I demanded.

“Last summer, I hid Jean’s top and wouldn’t give it back until I could take a picture,” Jackie said, laughing keeping the phone away from me.

“WOW! If this is operation slutty up Jean, count me in. I can’t wait to tap that. Well, if any group can do it, this group can. Well, I think it is time to discuss my fee. Or that which I will accept in exchange for services rendered.” Stan said, as he looked around the table.

“What fee?” Marie asked, looking worried.

“I normally charge $500.00. But in this case, because Jackie and Marie are so hot and I accept it as a challenge that I am going to fuck Jean. I will do it and not charge you any money. Bill, are you ok with me fucking Jean?” He asked, looking at me, and I paused for a second as this was all becoming very real.

“You know Bill, you are going to have strangers from all over the world fucking Jean, and I can tell you the husbands who hire me to fuck their wives so they can watch tell me it is the most incredible and erotic experience a husband can have. They still feel in control because they know they made it happen.” He continued, still waiting for my reaction.

“Let’s do it!” I said, now entirely on board with the thought of Stan fucking Jean.

“Ladies Bill and I need to discuss our game plan when we return. I expect both of you to be wearing only you bra and panties and willing to do anything and everything we ask.” The commanding tone in Stan’s voice both aroused and intimidated Marie and Jackie. With eyebrows raised, Jackie glanced at Marie, and then back to Stan.

“And if we say no? Jackie asked, a slight tremble to her voice.

“If you are not mature enough for this level of sexuality, you should leave now. However, if you stay, I promise you a pleasure you will remember for the rest of your life.” Stan said, simply pointing to the door.

“Baby, you can do this, we can do this. I will be here with you.” Marie said, put her hand on Jackie’s shoulder, and Jackie seemed reassured.

“Fuck yes. Let’s do this.” She said and started to undress.

“Bill, let’s talk for a minute. Stan said, and I followed Stan to the other side of the room, and around the corner. Stan had been all serious when scolding Jackie, was now smiling and at ease.

“Look, Bill, I can tell you have been around and fucked women in different cultures and that you’re an Alpha male like myself. But in a foursome like this, you need to have some structure, and we will put them through their paces in a way they have not experience before.

I plan on DP’ing both of these bitches!” Stan said, using the rougher language to gauge my response.

“Oh Hell Yes!” Was my reply, and Stan knew then I was ready.

“I think this scenario is a good fit for Stan Says; a variation of Simon Says, whatever I am doing to Marie, you will be doing to Jackie, and when we switch vice versa, get it?” Stan proceeded to say, looking for a response.

“Got it.” I said, ready to fuck both girls.

Stan and I returned to the room. Stan let out with a whistle at the sight of Marie and Jean wearing only bra’s and panties, and they blushed. Stan started taking off his clothes, and likewise, I followed his lead and started to take off my clothes.

I was curious about the size of Stan’s cock, as were Marie and Jackie. I knew this cock was likely going to be fucking my wife soon.

“Oh My!” Jackie said when Stan’s cock sprang free, while Marie smiled with lust.

I thought, what the hell as his cock now sprang free and I could compare my cock to Stan’s, best I could tell they were nearly the same length, although the dark color of Stan’s cock made it appear wider in diameter.

Stan also took a glance at Bill’s cock and said, “Ladies, you have drawn a winning pair today.”

“Marie, lose the bra and panties and come suck my cock.” Stan said, and without a moment’s hesitation, Marie was on her knees licking the head of Stan’s cock, marveling at his size.

Jackie and I just watched in awe till Stan coughed and nodded at Jackie. This shook me from his trance.

“Hey, Sis, get over here and suck my cock!” I said, and Jackie sprang into action, kneeling and starting to suck on my cock. Unlike Marie, Jackie was almost desperate to get as much down her throat as she could. Gagging, Jackie pulled back from my cock and said.

“Damn Bill, your cock is big. Jackie said, after gaging again and taking me down her throat this time.

Marie winked at Jackie and released Stan’s cock with a Plop sound. “Suck more slowly, Jackie, make love to his cock.” and now both ladies settled into a nice rhythm, slowly sucking up and down the length of their man’s cock.

“Marie, go and suck your son’s cock.” Stan said, as he could see I was already on the verge of cumming.

“Son in law!” she said, slapping Stan’s leg, and she rose to her feet and wiggled her awesome ass over to where Jackie was kneeling, sucking Bill’s cock like she was in a trance. “Hey sis,” I said go blow Stan’s cock now.” The ladies settled in, and Marie started making love as she called it to my cock, looking deep into my eyes as she swirled her tongue around. She could tell from the seeping pre-cum I was close.

“Ouch!” Stan calls out, “Damn girl, watch those teeth.” Jackie pulled back, embarrassed.

“Oh, I’m sorry, but your cock is so fucking thick.” She said, and the ego boost for Stan offset the pain.

“I know, baby, I know just take it easy. You’re about to get your reward.” Stan said, and glanced at me.

“Whenever you’re ready, dump your load in Marie’s throat. That way, we will last longer when we fuck them next.” He said, and I was so relieved to hear Stan say that, as I was doing all I could to try and last as long as him.

I saw Stan grasp Jackie’s head and start to fuck her mouth now as Jackie gurgled and tried to keep up. Seeing this, I did the same, and now both Stan and I were fucking their mouth and throat. It was not even a minute into this I felt the tightening in my balls as I spurted the biggest load of my life into Marie’s throat.

A minute later, I heard Stan shout out, “Here it comes bitch, swallow it all.” Stan was testing Jackie, and she responded with her own orgasm to the dirty talk and started fingering her cunt while Stan pumped his load in her mouth. Both Marie and Jackie fell back to catch their breath and wipe the cum from their faces.

“Wow, ladies, you sluts suck cock like pros.” Stan said, and they glowed at the compliment,

I was starting to gather some pointers from Stan.

“Now, bring your men a cold beer, please.” he asked, and they hurried to their feet, with their asses and boobs bouncing towards the table to bring back some beers.

Marie brought me a beer and curled up next to me as Jackie settled in next to Stan. I glanced over to see what Stan was doing. I knew I could learn from him, and I was going to set my ego aside and learn all I could.

I realized a couple of things. One, women want the man to be in charge, and they like the dirty talk and being called bitch and slutty because it gave them permission to act slutty, and that secretly women want that. And sending them for the beer that re-enforces the man is in control, it was all starting to fall in place for me.

Stan saw that I was watching him and Jackie and nodded for me to follow his play. Stan started kissing Jackie, and I could tell by the surprised look on Jackie’s face his tongue must be halfway down her throat. Holding his beer in his right hand, his left hand was now groping Jackie’s tits hard and then was pulling her nipples and twisting them. There were red marks from where he was grabbing her tits. I quickly followed suit, and Marie was very into the French kissing as well. Then I went to work on Marie’s massive boobs, grabbing them and tugging hard on her nipples. Marie moaned even louder than Jackie as I played with her big tits.

Glancing again at Stan, I could see his hand had now moved down from Jackie’s tits to between her legs. She spread her legs slightly, and then Stan pushed them further apart and, licking his fingers, now started finger fucking Jackie as she closed her eyes and moaned. Following suit, my hand moved down to find a sopping wet pussy, neatly trimmed and waiting as I slid in two fingers and starting finger fucking Marie’s tight cunt.

“Faster baby faster, stick three fingers in, babe, I can take it.” She said, and was panting now.

I rose up now. My cock recovered and was as hard as ever. I went down between Marie’s legs and started licking and sucking her clit now as I finger fucked her. The action caught Stan’s attention, and he felt proud of his student as he also went down on Jackie now,

“OH MY FUCKING GOD, Jackie cried out as Stan licked her clit and fingered her.

“Hey, man, how many fingers you got in her.” Stan called out, lifting his now wet face from Jackie’s pussy,

“Three.” I said proudly.

“Three it is.” Stan said, although two fingers were tight in Jackie’s cunt,

Stan started to force in a third, “NO! NO! I can’t do three.” Jackie cried out.

“SHUT UP BITCH! You can take three.” Shouted Marie suddenly, now acting very dominant.

Stan and I just looked at each other stunned, not knowing what had got into Marie. But then again, I never had seen her in this situation. It brought out her dominate side. Stan now pulled out his fingers licked them as wet as he could, and slammed them back into Jackie’s gaping cunt!! Her orgasm was so intense she arched her back and practically lifted Stan off the bed. He held his fingers still, then slowly started to fuck her faster and faster. I matched the pace and brought Marie to the same level of orgasm, her fat ass quivering as she came.

When she settled back down, I gave her just a moment to catch her breath, then grabbed her ankles and, holding them high in the air, thrust my cock into her as far as I could.

“OH FUCKKKKKKKKK!!!!” She cried out. I was in so fuckin deep, my balls were slapping against her glorious ass.

Then I slowed my thrusting to where I was just barely moving in and out of her tight cunt.

“WOW, you are so good at this! Now baby, push it in me as far as you can and just hold it there.” She said, and I did as she asked, and her eyes rolled back, and her breathing got shallow.

While this was going on, I could hear the sound of a very rhythmic fucking as Stan had spun Jackie around onto her hands and knees and was fucking her deep doggie style. Jackie grabbed a pillow, buried her face in it, making inaudible moans and repeating fuck me, fuck me. As I kissed Marie again while holding my cock as deep in her as I could, I felt a sensation like a milking action. Marie was squeezing and releasing my cock, ever tighter till it felt just like a hand was grabbing my cock.

“Holy Fuck, how did you learn to do that?” I said, and she just smiled.

“I can teach Jean if you like,” she said,

“Oh Hell Yes!” I said, as I started fucking her hard again.

Just then, I heard Stan snap his fingers and point at Marie to spin around to her hands and knees. He then motioned me closer, and Jackie lifted her head from the pillow, her face a bright red from the orgasms and fucking Stan was giving her.

Jackie and Marie were now faced to face and could kiss each other. I found myself now kneeling behind the glorious ass of Marie. She shifted her legs wider to make room for me.

“Bill put your hands on Marie’s waist and slide them down to where her hips flare out, grab her there. That’s your handle, that’s your best leverage. Now FUCK HER!!!” Stan said, and I looked down at such a glorious sight of Marie’s asshole caught my eye first, so round and star-shaped with her pussy gaping open and soaking wet, the insides of her thighs shiny from the cum.

“Can I fuck her ass?” I asked, and he just shook his head meaning not yet.

Finding the spot he referred to as the best spot for leverage, he was right. I had fucked a woman doggie style before, but his slight adjustment made it so easy to vary the speed and force of the stroke. I started fucking Marie slowly, just loving the feel of her tight cunt around my hard cock. I noticed Stan had slowed his pace to match mine, this made it easier for the girls to kiss, and they were already starting to whisper back and forth. Even while being fucked they needed to talk.

Then Stan motioned to me as I glanced up from Marie’s quivering ass. He started to raise his hand, indicating for me to pick up the pace and force of the fucking further and further up as he raised his hand. Both girls now lowered their heads and just moaned as they came again, no more talking. Stan gave me a thumbs up for how well we were coordinating this session. I watched Stan for signals. He had his hand up for the hard fuck zone for some time. The sounds of sloppy wet pussies getting pummeled by hard cocks filled the room, the smell of sex heavy in the air.

He then signaled to slow the pace bringing his hand down till we were barely fucking the girls anymore. Then he pulled his cock out of Jackie and whispered for her to stay. I did the same with Marie, and he motioned for us to switch, and we quickly changed places. The girls never lifted their heads drunk on sex now and likely the effects of the drinks from earlier. As I moved behind Jackie, she still had her head pressed in the pillow her new huge boobs pushing into the mattress as her ass moved slightly from side to side. I don’t think I had ever seen a girl’s cunt gaping open this wide. She was sopping wet, and I was curious as I slipped three fingers in her with ease.

Could she take four? No better time than now. I glanced at Stan as he started a slow fucking of Marie, her head lifting to look at me as she could tell the new cock was a different cock that was now fucking her. Stan pulled back nearly out and slammed back as he fucked her with incredible force. This caused Marie to moan and put her head back firmly in the pillow, moaning through another orgasm.

I moved my three fingers in and out slowly. Jackie just made moaning sounds of pleasure. I pulled my three fingers out. Her pussy was hot, really hot, I assumed from the friction of the fucking she had received from Stan. Looking closer now, I was surprised how far I could see inside her cunt. I realized with a shudder. It was very likely Jean’s pussy would look like this when Stan got thru with her. I forced that thought from my mind for a moment as I tried the fourth finger, and I was surprised at how easy four slid in, though it brought forth a different tone in Jackie moaning.

“More give me more.” she said, as I held up four shiny fingers for Stan to see, to my surprise.

“Fist the Bitch!” he mouthed the words.

Then he held his fist up in the air and started fucking Marie harder again.

I had seen fisting done in movies but had never tried it. Jean rarely let me even get two fingers in her. Stan had both hands on Marie’s waist and had settled into a moderate fucking pace, with the very rhythmic sound of his hips smacking her ass. Again he said, “Do it, Fist that Bitch.” I slid my four fingers back in and started pushing them in deeper now. I recalled how they seemed to fold the thumb against the palm of the hand in the movies, trying to make it smaller.