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Compared to the men, this group was twice as large and seemed to be having a lot more fun and interaction. So as for the wedding couples bet, it looked like the ladies were ahead. Shifting modes, I now tried to critique Wendy’s two cousins Jill and Penny but they were sitting with Sarah across the room from me. So other than their hair color: Jill – blond, Penny – red, I like redheads; and their breast size: both about the same, smaller than average, most likely a B cup; everything else was hidden. Since my plan for the evening was to stay out of trouble and get home ASAP, I moved my attention to the ladies sitting next to me.

To my right was Amanda Lawson. We first meet two years ago when she called to see if I would be her daughter Wendy’s Double D partner. She still looks as pretty now as she did then.

Amanda is beautiful in a plain sort of way. I placed her age in her early 40’s. She’s tall for a woman, about 5 feet 9 inches, and weights about 140 lbs. Her figure was about average, 36-28-36. She has short brown hair, beautiful face and smile, brown eyes, nice average sized breasts, somewhere between a B and a C cup. Her ass and legs are shapely. She looked like she took the time to work out but not too much. Earlier I noticed her fragrance and couldn’t place it, but my mind suddenly pulled out the combination: Pear with a hint of raspberry. Very interesting.

Switching my attention to my left, I reevaluated Ashley. Yep, she’s definitely at least an 8.5, maybe even in the 9s. My eyes now moved to her rack and I had to move Amanda’s hand away before I lost my load wishing I could bury my face in them. Like before, they were just fucking gorgeous, the right size, between a C and D cup. And they still looked very full and firm. As for her ass, it looked as firm as her tits. Moving to her legs I found them just average except for a prominent muscle on her inner thigh.

As subtlety as I could I leaned toward Ashley and I got a whiff of her fragrance. My nose returned with: Warm, sunny and light, a white flower with just a hint of fruit. My mind filled with an image of an Innocent Georgia Bell sitting beside me and Peach Blossoms.

Just then Amanda gave my cock a gentle squeeze and I yelled, “Uncle.” The room went silent and watched as I traded places with Ashley. Amanda gave me a wink and mouthed, “I’m sorry,” as Ashley grabbed my right hand. I had a tough time eating my dessert with my left hand since I’m a righty.

Our night’s hostess, Susan, started making the rounds telling the group the rest of her plans. The party was being split, one group, “the kiddies” were being escorted by the mothers along with other fuddy-duddies to an underage dance club. The rest of the group, including myself, were heading to a bar for adult beverages and dancing.

It took a bit of doing to get untangled from Ashley but soon I was driving alone in a convoy following Susan’s car. As we were pulling into the parking lot, I knew I wasn’t going to like being here. It was a male strip club and they were advertising complete nudity!

It didn’t take long before some others started complaining and it got worst when someone pointed out it was really a club for gays. I hung back and waited to see what was going to happen.

It took about ten minutes of arguing with Susan and another lady named Kelly before Susan relented and changed her plans. Now it was off to the real party at the Park Charles Hotel. Since I knew how to get to it, I made sure to get the room number and left as soon as I could.

Not wanting to arrive too soon I took my time and by the time I got to the party the ladies had arrived and were enjoying their first round of drinks.

When I entered the party room, I was a shocked to find out it was the hotel’s “Presidential Suite”. It was made up of three big identically sized rooms. The main room was the sitting area and had been setup with a food table and an open bar. The other two rooms were the bedrooms, each with a king sized bed and their own bathroom suites. There was another smaller bathroom for the main sitting area.

At first I thought the bedrooms were the same but the first one had a small sitting area facing a fireplace and entertainment center. The style of the room was English Tutor and the bed had four posts holding up a canopy.

Now the other bedroom was completely opposite. The first difference was that the sitting area had been removed and chairs were on opposite walls facing each other. Another was the room was in a modern style with lots of black lacquer finish. But the difference that caught my eye were all the mirrors.

Mirrors over the bed, mirrors on the walls, and mirrors on rolling panels. I quickly left before I got sick.

After getting my drink, I found a safe corner to watch the ladies. They were getting acquainted and playing some type of parlor game. Since I didn’t care about the game, I inventoried the ladies.

There were 11 females present and I had already ordered them from high to low:

There was the bride to be, Wendy Lawson: age 20, 38C-26-38, five feet nine inches tall, 120 lbs, long blond hair, piercing blue eyes, white American, trim, face and smile of an angel. As I remembered from two years age, her hips were made for making babies. Her ass, oh so fine, not to large and not too small. Beautifully sculptured legs. And very very gorgeous breasts. Score: 8.5

Friend of Wendy, Ashley Goodherd: age 20, 38D-24-36, five feet five inches tall, 115 lbs, strawberry blond, green eyes. Score: 8.5

Aunt of the groom, Sally Hendly: age 20, 34C-26-34, five feet nine inches tall, 125 lbs, auburn hair, gray eyes, some shape. Score: 7.5

Second cousin Wendy dad’s side, Kelly Lawson: age 20, 34B-26-30, five feet two inches tall, 100 lbs, hazel hair, dark brown eyes, Latina decent. Score: 7

Hostess and school friend of Wendy, Susan Dillard: age 20, 36B-28-36, five feet seven inches tall, 115 lbs, black hair, hazel eyes. Score: 6.8

Another cousin of Wendy but from her dad’s side, Stephanie M. Gutierrez: age 20, 32C-28-34, five feet seven inches tall, 150 lbs, amber neck length hair, blue eyes. Score: 6.5

Co-worker of Wendy, Janet White: age 23, 38D-30-36, five feet four inches tall, 110 lbs, ditsy blond, blue eyes, no shape. Score: 5

Sister of the groom, Brenda Woodward: age 22, 36A-28-36, five feet two inches tall, 105 lbs, brown shoulder length hair, brown eyes. Score: 4.5

Friend of the groom, Jacqueline Considine: age 23, 34A-24-34, five feet one inch, 130 lbs, black shoulder length hair, brown eyes. Score: 4

Co-worker of Wendy, Pamela Patrick:age 21, five feet nine inches tall, 170 lbs, on the tubby side, blond hair, blue eyes. Score: 3

And finally another co-worker of Wendy’s, Mary Riley: age 21, five feet three inches tall, 200 lbs, on the fat side, soot black hair, brown eyes. Score: 2

I came back to reality when Susan came over and said, “Can you help us?”

“Depends.”

“Let’s talk in the other room.”

As I followed her to one of the bedrooms, I got a chance to reevaluated her ass. She was wearing a pair of skin tight black jeans and I could tell she had one fine ass encased in them. That almost perfect ass moved her up one notch to fourth place. Her adjusted score: 7.2

Once we were alone she said, “My friend canceled, can you replace him?”

I was going to say, ‘Fuck NO!’ but instead I just said, “No.”

Pouting she said, “But I need your help. This party’s a bust without a man and it’s too late to find anyone else.”

“No.”

She rubbed my chest with the tips of her fingers, “You won’t have to do any. Just sit there.”

I knew a con job when I hear it, so I said, “There’s more to it then just that. I’m already risking my marriage by being here, so the answer’s still no.”

It looked like she had been slapped in the face. She took a step back and viciously she snapped, “Are you willing to risk Wendy’s!”

“What do you mean?”

“If you can’t help me entertain my guests, I’ll entertain them with a video of the guy’s stag party ending with a shot of Jim shooting down the throat of that stripper.”

I don’t know how she knew about Jim’s blow-job but she did. So while I looked into those hateful eyes, I tried to figure if she was bluffing. I folded when the bitch slowly recited my wife’s cell phone number. I softly said, “I’m a bad dancer.”

“I don’t need a dancer, I need a man, but you’ll have to do. Now wait here.” She left the room and was back in less than a minute. She handed me a glass of water along with a handful of pills and said, “Take them.”

“What are they?”

“Vitamins. Don’t argue, take them.”

I figured I was dead no matter what, so it didn’t really matter. I swallowed them with the water. Then Susan handed me another glass saying, “I believe you like Bourbon.”

“Mixed with coke.”

“Well tonight, it’s straight up. Drink the whole thing.” She watched as I chugged it down. It was cheap and about three shots worth. Once I was done she said, “Now go back to your seat and stew.”

And boy did I ever. I stewed about how I got myself into the mess. I stewed about that bitch, Susan. Even if she was the last female on the earth, I’d let the human race die before I would do her. I stewed about what she needed me for and if I could ruin it. Then it came to me, I’ll get drunk and if I’m lucky I’ll even pass out. That would work, it won’t be my fault if I couldn’t perform.

Susan got everyone’s attention and said, “Girl’s it’s time to start. Al’s graciously agreed to help. Al can you sit beside Wendy?” Pamela moved to give me room. Susan resumed, “Now to a game I’d like to call: ‘Which one Jim or Him’.” She started handing out paper and pencils as she said, “I’m going to ask Wendy ten questions. Her answer will either be Jim or Him.” When Susan said ‘Him’, she pointed to me. “The girl that matches Wendy the most wins. Everybody ready.” She paused a few seconds before she asked her first question.

“Which one is a better dresser?”

Wendy waited until the girls were finished before she answered, “Jim.”

Susan continued with the next question, “Which one has a better six pack?”

Again Wendy waited before answering, “Jim.”

Susan, “Which one is a bigger boob freak?”

Wendy, “Jim”

Susan, “Which one has a better ass?”

Wendy, “Jim”

So far I was 0 for 4 but I wasn’t caring because of the buzz I was getting from the booze.

Susan, “Which one is a better kisser?”

Wendy said, “Jim, oh I mean Him.” and as she pointed to me the room broke out with a chuckle.

Yes! I finally nailed one.

Susan, “Which one is a bigger ass freak?”

Wendy, “Him”

Susan, “Which one has a bigger dick?”

Wendy, “Him.”

Susan, “Which one can last longer?”

Wendy, “Him.”

Susan, “Which one is a better lover?”

Wendy, “Him.”

Susan said, “Okay last question: Over all which one is a better man?”

Wendy pointed at me and said, “Him.”

Mary shouted, “So why don’t you marry him.”

The booze spoke when I said, “I’m already taken.” and I stuck my tongue our at her.

The ladies started comparing their sheets and Susan handed Wendy a t-shirt. Susan said, “Can you put this on and take off Al’s.”

Being a drunken pervert, I watched Wendy remove her blouse. I was rewarded when her bra covered breasts were revealed. She was wearing very thin blush colored bra and her nipples showed through. The knockers were bigger than I remembered and I wanted to rebury my face back in them.

Just before Wendy got the t-shirt ready, Susan pointed to me saying, “Let ‘Him’ have some fun. Lose the bra.”

I stared and my cock throbbed as Wendy reached behind her back and unclasped the bra. And when she removed the covering I almost came in my pants. They were still fucking great! Yes they drooped more than they did two years ago but those babies were still gorgeous.

Wendy had been watching me ogle her so she said, “Still like them don’t you.” and she shook them at me. All I could do was nod my head and moan. She then tossed me her bra and said, “Have a present.” I looked at her gift in my lap and she quickly put on the t-shirt.

Just then a commotion started about Wendy’s new outfit. I looked up and saw it was at least two sizes too small and it had, “His Bitch” on the front. Wendy’s face was now beet red with embarrassment. But my attention shifted back to her chest since her rack was straining to rip through her shirt. I got a closer look when Wendy removed my shirt.

While my attention was focused on Wendy, Susan determined the winners of that game and she handed out the prizes. She now said, “Does everyone agree that Wendy lost that round?” She checked before she said, “And the loser of each round needs to take a shot. Since Wendy needs to be sober, Al’s going to be her stand-in.” She then handed me a glass. I tossed it and started coughing. It was rum and it was very strong. Susan started her next game before I recovered.

She called this game, ‘Get Your Blindfold’. Basically it was a round of ‘Pin the Tail to the Donkey’ except they used a cutout cock and tried to see who pinned it closer to the paper stud taped to the wall. Sally was declared the winner and Susan declared I was the loser. She gave me another glass of rum to toss and as I was recovering again, she handcuffed me to Wendy.

Susan then told Sally, “You’re the winner, so remove his pants.” The drinks must have clouded my judgment because I even helped Sally get my trousers off. When she was done, I was sitting handcuffed to Wendy in only my underwear. The shocking part was I had a boner tenting them. I wanted to see if anyone noticed, so I scanned the room and saw a bunch of girls licking their lips. They had noticed!

At this point one of the drinks really kicked in and I don’t remember what game the ladies played. But whatever it was, it consisted of quick rounds, with a winner in each round. My problem was the winner had the right to apply oil to my chest. It wouldn’t have been too much of a problem but the winners kept trying to see if the tent was real.

I kept protecting my manhood by shoving the stray hands away. But soon Susan changed that when she took the handcuff off of Wendy and attached it, behind my back, to my other wrist. Now the girls had free access and some were taking full advantage.

To my clouded mind, it seemed that the lower on my scale a girl was, the more personal their touches were. This still created the same effect for my dick erection problem.

For example, when Ashley applied oil to my chest she was very lady like and proper. Being in one of my more lucid moments when she won, I paid close attention to what she was going to do. As she approached, her wiggle, her manner, her eyes, told me I was in for a treat. She started by gently massaging the oil into my shoulders and chest, but as she continued the pressure of the strokes got deeper and deeper. During this lovely treatment my eyes switched from looking into her eyes to down her cleavage and my dick was trying to drill a hole out of my underwear.

I did notice Ashley take a long glance at my crotch and lick her lips.

Right after that Mary won and she wasn’t very lady like. She walked up and as I watched the fat roll from side to side my cock started wilting. She then slapped on some oil and started rubbing my chest concentrating on my nipples. Her hands kept dropping to my package and she would rub my dick or grab my balls. But it still had the same effect on my dick as when Ashley had her turn, my cock tried to drill out of my underwear.

Susan stopped Mary’s fun when Mary got hand under the leg band of my tightie whitie’s and started pumping on my dick. That got me mad because a few more stokes from Mary and I would’ve cum spoiling Susan’s plans for me. When Mary stopped, my hips kept bucking, looking for relief and some girls chuckled.

Susan started outlining the rules of the next game. She called it: ‘Naughty Treasure Hunt’. She broke the girls into groups, gave each a list of items to find, and told everyone to be back in 30 minutes. The group with the most items wins. Off they went leaving me with the bitch.

Looking at me, Susan said, “Having fun yet?” and she started pulling me out of my chair.

I stood and slurred out, “Fuck no.”

She helped me to one of the bathroom suites before she started tugging at my underwear. That freaked me out and I said, “What the fuck,” while trying to slip away.

The bitch held on and said, “Calm down jerk. I need to measure you for the next game.” She got my cock out and said, “Damn, you’re too soft,” and she started pumping it. As she working on getting me harder, she pushed my underwear off. Once I was completely naked, she now used her free hand to play with my balls.

It wasn’t long before my hips started talking again. When they did, Susan moved quickly. Getting a ruler, she placed it next to my dick and snapped a picture. She took a few more before she was satisfied with the photos.

She left me handcuffed, naked, with my dick flopping in the wind to get another round of pills and booze. With my hands restrained she had to feed me the pills and pour the booze into my mouth. She didn’t seem to care when I started choking and still kept pouring the liquid.

As I recovered I could tell that Susan was getting the room ready to do something, Just then Kelly came in and said, “Damn he’s big!”

Susan didn’t stop as she said, “He’s not that big. Just under 8 inches. I’ve seen bigger.” Susan then looked at me and said, “On your belly.”

I looked at her, shook my arms, and slurred, “How?” Both ladies then helped me lie on the bathroom floor. The floor tiles were cold so that didn’t help my demeanor. And when Susan shoved an enema nozzle in my butt and let the water flow full force I shouted, “Fuck.”

Susan slapped my ass and said, “Shut the fuck up and take it like a man.”

Kelly asked, “When have you seen bigger?”

“Christmas. Daddy brings someone home for mom about once a month. Well for Christmas Eve, daddy found mom a very special gift. The guy had a twelve inch cock and knew how to use it. I could tell because heard the guy doing mom and daddy all night. Christmas morning the guy showed up, naked, in the kitchen as I was eating breakfast. He said he needed something to eat but I think daddy sent him to see if I was interested. I let him know I wasn’t and I left.” Susan stepped on my ass shoving my belly and crotch against the cold floor. This caused my stomach to start another round of cramping.

Kelly asked, “Don’t you think that’s weird?”

“What?”

“Your dad bringing someone home to do your mom.”

“Oh daddy gets the shaft too. Daddy likes a big cock as much as mom does. I came home one night and found daddy in the living room with a twelve inch cock shoved in his ass. Mom was there telling the dude to shove his cock out daddy’s mouth. That’s the way it’s always been since I can remember. Once a month daddy brings a man home. If the dude’s good, he stays the night and makes daddy happy. If the dude flops, mom takes it out on daddy.”

“How?”

“Mom makes daddy suck out the jerk’s cum out of her pussy. Then she makes daddy sleep in the guest room while mom sleeps with the dude. Daddy’s been sleeping in there a lot recently.”

I felt someone reach between my thighs and they checked out my package. Then Susan said, “Enough resting, on your knees.” I struggled up and another cramping session started. As I was fighting the urge to shit, I felt Susan attaching something to my cock. She was finished before I could recover from my urge.

Even in my inebriated state I knew what she had done. She had caged my cock in ‘The Gates of Hell.’ My cock was now wrapped in leather and metal rings. A leather strap was tightly attached at the base of my cock under my balls. Everything else was attached to this strap so nothing could be removed without yanking my balls off. Another strap separated my balls. My whole cock was encased in leather and that was covered by metal rings. There was a leather strap attached to each ring running along the top and bottom of my cock. I’ve been forced into this contraption before and it was impossible for my dick to get hard no matter how horny I got. Yes it was correctly named, they were hell!

The bitch slapped my ass saying, “Get the fuck up and dump.”

I slurred out, “Fuck! How?”

I then felt someone unlock the cuffs and I struggled to the toilet. I was wasted and didn’t care whom watched as my bowels dumped. When I relaxed everything, my mind slipped away.

It’s at this point where I can’t separate reality from fantasy, so I won’t swear in a court of law the following is true, but this is what my mind has pieced together from the fog and statements from witnesses.

Susan and Kelly were standing on the opposite wall watching me and Kelly asked, “What just happen?”

“I think the pills and booze have kicked in.” Susan came over and looked deeply into my eyes. “Yep, he’s gone. If I planned this right he’ll be like this for about an hour. The booze is trying to knock him out but the pills are keeping him conscious. And when you add in the Ecstasy and Viagra he’ll be one horny fucker when his mind begins to clear.”

While I was still sitting on the commode Susan reached between my legs and felt my balls. “Damn, feel these things.”

Kelly came over and reached under me. I felt her cradle my balls and the two girls started kissing. Kelly didn’t break the lip lock when she said, “They are full, but why are they so hot?”

“I think it’s the drugs.”

Just then a door opened and Susan said, “Be right back. Can you clean him up.” And she dashed off leaving Kelly to do her dirty work.

Susan returned before Kelly had finished with me. Kelly said, “I thought we were giving him two rounds?”

“Not enough time. It’ll have to do. I’ll help you get him in the tub so you can rinse the stink off.” The girls got me in the tub and started the water. Susan gave Kelly more tongue before she said, “I’ll be back in a few. Now stick to the plan.”

Susan grabbed my face and as her thumbs caressed spots just under my ears she said, “Al, Al. That right honey look at me. Kelly’s going to get you ready for your slut. In just a bit you’ll be shoving your big stick into a very horny and wet pussy.” She now reached into the water and as she caressed my balls she said, “They’re so full and big with cum. You need to fill up a cunt with it don’t you?” She waited for me to respond and when I didn’t she shook my shoulder to get my attention. She then asked, “Al, don’t you need a pussy to fill. Don’t you want to stuff you cock into a wet pussy and drain these big hairy balls?”

She gave my balls a gentle squeeze and I moaned, “Please.”

She then whispered in my ear, “I’m going to enjoy playing with myself when I watch you dump your big load into your horny bitch.” And Susan left the room.

Kelly now took over where Susan had stopped. As she cleaned me she kept whispering comments on how big I was, how I needed to cum, how my slut was going to love my dick, and other nasty stuff.

Susan came back and said, “Brenda’s helping. She’s doing the next round. How’s he coming?”

“I’m toweling him off now, but I think he’s coming around.”

Susan leaned over to look into my eyes and gave me a free shot at her chest. Fuck I don’t remember looking. She said, “He’s still out. When the sorority did this all last year, out of the eight jerks, two passed out spoiling the fun, one came out of it too soon but finished fucking his bitch, the rest were sexual zombies. It was hot watching the jerks fucking the shit out of that night’s sacrifice. Those bitches didn’t see it coming.”

“How so?”

“Help me get him out of the tub.” Both ladies helped me out and as Kelly kept drying me, Susan continued, “Some sorority sisters thought it might be fun if we could see if a guy could be drugged and still preform. Guys were drugging girls, we wanted to see we could do the same with guys. The problem was finding willing test bitches. The sorority president solved that by selecting a sacrificial victim. Most times they were pledges but a couple were expels from other sororities. They were all told they were going to be the guest of honor at a party. The night of their sacrifice they were feed, bathed, and dressed in a white toga before they were bought before the president. She would always have something nice to say before the bed was bought in.”

At this point Susan recuffed my wrists together behind my back and then she pulled Kelly into her arms. They resumed their kissing and as they did, Susan continued, “It was at this point that most of the girls started freaking out but a couple just took their medicine and went along for the ride. The evening’s bitch was then stripped naked, paraded around the room, and tied spreadeagled to the bed. At this point they brought out her stud and while everyone watched, a couple of the sorority sisters would get the bitch ready for her studding. While they heated her up, another couple of sisters were heating up the stud. They were playing with his package as they whispered how the bitch needed his dick and how he needed to fuck her good. When the sorority president thought it was time, she told the others to get the hell away. None of the studs wasted time and every bitch screamed when that cock got shoved quickly in her twat. One bitch even passed out but she came to as the guy was still doing her.”

Susan and Kelly were now grabbing at each others tits. Susan said, “Once the bitch had been properly mounted the president ordered her to be untied. Then she told the bitch if she could get loose she was free to leave. Most of them tried to but with a stiff dick nailing them into the bed they couldn’t get loose.”

I just stood there, zonked out, listening to Susan’s tale. Both ladies now had their hands under the others blouse working on tits. Susan said, “The bitches soon gave up and came to the conclusion that it would be over as soon as the stud popped. They just didn’t know how long their stud was going to pound their cunts. Some tried to speed up the process by encouraging their rapist but the studs were in another zone. Everyone of the guys lasted over fifteen minutes and one pounded his cunt for over forty.” Kelly now had her face buried in Susan’s rack.

Susan asked, “Who do you think will be our bitch tonight?”

Kelly was still sucking Susan’s nipple when she answered, “Sally’s got an itch.”

Susan said, “Yeah she’s between boyfriends but I was hoping for Mary.”

“But she’s fat.”

“Yeah, and after our lover boy does her she’d be three sizes smaller. But we need to get going.” They rearranged themselves before Susan attached a dog collar with leash around my neck and led me towards the party.

Before we entered the main room, Susan told Kelly to wait until she knew it was time. It wasn’t long before we heard Susan shout, “Kelly, bring in our hunk.” Kelly led me into the room using the leash.

The room fell silent when I was led into the room, naked, arms tied behind my back, cock caged, and zoned out. It took a few seconds for the view to sink in but then pandemonium took over. Susan had seven women asking questions, five of them were only wearing bras and panties.

When Susan had left Kelly bathing me, she had gone back to declare the winners of the ‘Naughty Treasure Hunt’ and then told the girls that she had $100 gift cards for the winners of the next three games. The catch; they would need to lose some clothes to play and it might get a bit raunchy. Two of the ladies, Jacqueline and Stephanie, decided it was best that they leave. Wendy was excluded and Brenda stayed to watch. That left six participants: Kelly, Ashley, Sally, Janet, Mary, and Pamela. Susan told the ladies to strip to their undies. As they were doing that Susan gave Brenda the rules of the next game,’Identify the Hunk’: The players were to write down answers to questions about me.

Susan soon got everyone’s attention and reassured them that I would be perfectly fine. Someone asked what Kelly was doing and if she’s still a contestant. Susan told them she had only helped get me ready and would play in the next couple of rounds. Then Susan reminded Kelly she was a bit over dressed.

Kelly removed her tennis shoes, white socks, blue jeans, and white blouse. She was now wearing a white bra and white panties, neither one very flattering.

While Kelly was undressing, Susan decided it would be fun to join the rest. She removed her moccasins and black jeans. This left her wearing a white camisole and leopard thong. She still has a great looking ass.

As for the other five semi-clothed ladies here’s a list of what they were wearing:

Sally – yellow bra, yellow bikini panties – nice, very nice.

Janet – pink bra, pink thong – fake boobs spilling out, flat ass.

Ashley – black bra, black panties – great tits, great ass, one fine woman.

Mary – red bra, red thong – fat in all the wrong places, so her underwear didn’t help.

Pamela – flesh-colored bra, gray panties – Good boobs, a bit meaty in the ass, but her underwear made it worst.

Susan now moved back into hostess mode and as I stood in the middle of the room Susan went through each question and gave the correct answer:

What was the hunk’s name? Al

How tall is the hunk? 6′ 2″

What was the hunk wearing at the beginning? Blue shirt, black pants

What’s the hunk’s eye color and hair color? Brown

What color undies was the hunk wearing? White briefs

What’s the hunk’s cock size? 7 7/8 inches

Susan now showed everyone the pictures she had taken to prove my size. Someone asked, “Why not unwrap it so we can see the real deal?”

Susan answered, “We don’t want a ‘premature ejaculation’ do we?” Cupping my balls, Susan showed them to the group and said, “But once we’re finished these will need to be drained. Do we have a volunteer?”

No one stepped forward.

Susan whispered in my ear, “Do these need help?” She gave my balls a gentle squeeze, “Do you need someone to help you?”

I whimpered, “Oh please. Oh please, yes.”

Susan looked around the room and asked, “Anyone?”

Still, no takers.

Susan whispered again in my ear, “I guess you’re out of luck, nobody wants you to cum.”

They tell me I started crying and moaned out, “Please, no.”

Ashley said, “I’ll do it.”

Susan, “You’ll be naked and we want to watch. Still want to?”

Ashley didn’t hesitate, “I’ll do it.”

Susan whispered in my ear, “Will she do?”

I moaned out, “Yes”

“Don’t you want to see her naked before you decide?”

“Yes.”

Ashley unhooked her bra and dropped it to the floor. Then she stood up and shimmied out of her panties. There standing before me was a beautiful and sexy woman. Her 38Ds had a hint of a sag, firm ass, nice womanly shape, sparkling green eyes, strawberry bleached blond hair, and bushy brown pubic hair.

Susan licked me ear and whispered, “Do you like her tits?”

I nodded my head.

Lick, “Do you like her ass?”

I nodded again.

“Do you want someone else?”

I shook my head and moaned, “No.”

Susan motioned Ashley over to me and placed her hand under my sack. While Ashley fondled my balls, Susan asked her, “There’s a big load of cum in those big balls. Are you sure you want to drain them?”

Still holding my balls, Ashley kissed my cheek saying, “It’ll be my pleasure.”

Susan got back to the task at hand and declared Pamela the winner of a $100 gift card. She then told the girls to ante up and the bras dropped off. Some boobies did the same, Mary’s sagged a lot. I would’ve drooled but my mind was still full of fog.

Susan held up a gag and said, “Pamela since you won that round do you want to gag the hunk?”

“Sure.” and Pamela made short work of her task. Before she left, she fondled my package to verify it was real.

Susan moved on to the next game, ‘Condom Fitter’: She handed out dildos and condoms. She then told everyone that it was a race to see whom can put a condom on the dildo using only their mouth. The loser of each round was out and needed to do something raunchy using their condom fitted dildo. The winner would be the surviving lady and there was a prize for the raunchiest act.

The first round started and Janet finished in seconds. The rest floundered until Kelly was declared the loser. Susan told her to remove her panties before her skit. I can confirm that Kelly’s pubic hair matches her hair color, hazel. Once she was naked, she thought a few seconds before Kelly deep throated the dildo.

The next round went smoother, but Janet still blew the doors off of the competition. Pamela lost. She showed the room that she shaves her pussy before she deep throated the fake cock and rubbed it on her tits.

Janet still won the next round and Ashley lost. She was already nude so she took the dildo and rubbed it along her slit. She made it a point to coat the condom with her moisture.

While Ashley was putting on her show Susan asked Wendy, “Does the hunk like women with beaver or shaved?”

Before Wendy could answer someone said, “Men loved shaved!” and the rest started chanting, “Shaved. Shaved. Shaved.”

Susan then asked Ashley, “Do you care if Kelly shaves you? We don’t want the mismatch between colors to spoil the mood. You’ll be a true blond once we remove the brown.”

Ashley shrugged her shoulders and said, “I guess so.”

Susan said, “Kelly you’ll find what you need in the bathroom. Bring it back here and let everyone watch.”

Kelly left and the fourth round started. Janet won, Sally came in second, and Mary lost. Mary removed her thong and showed everyone her very hairy black twat. She wasted no time and shoved her fake cock up her cunt. Lucky I was still out of it, because it was a gross sight. She was laying on the floor, thunder thighs spread wide, fat sloshing back and forth, tits hanging toward her armpits, and enjoying herself. Susan soon had to stop her.

Kelly was back and she started working on Ashley’s crotch.

The final round was between Janet and Sally. Everyone, including Sally, agreed that Janet was going to win. Susan started it and it was over. Sally had got gotten the condom out of the foil when Janet had finished. Sally took off her panties and her trimmed bush matched her auburn hair. She assumed the same position on the floor that Mary had but the view was much nicer, firm thighs, firm belly, firm tits. Sally even used the didlo the same and thrust it into her cunt. But once she got it nice and wet she shoved it up her ass. Susan gave her a $25 gift card for being so raunchy and gave Janet her $100 card for winning the game.

Susan removed her thong displaying her shaved pussy and Janet shimmed out of her thong to display her shaved twat.

Susan handed Janet a butt plug and said, “Do you want the honor?”

“Okay.” Susan helped by bending me over and spreading my butt cheeks. Janet shoved that dry thing into my ass. If I wasn’t so out of it, I would have fought back. They both made short work of plugging me up.

The ladies took a break while Kelly was finishing Ashley. Some watched Ashley get transformed, some checked me out closer, others hit the refreshments. Susan was talking with Brenda.

When Kelly was finished, Ashley’s cunt was smooth and hairless. Ashley keep looking down and feeling it but I would’ve buried my face in it if I could.

Susan got everyone’s attention and said, “Brenda’s taking over again. I’m taking Ashley to the other room to rehearse the finale. Kelly can you help us?”

Kelly answered, “Yes.”

Susan said, “Ashley, bring the hunk with you.”

At first Ashley tried to lead me by tugging on my elbow but she quickly shifted to the leash. She led me as she followed Susan to the bedroom.

They didn’t stop until they were at the foot of the bed. Susan positioned me there facing the bed and she tied my ankles to the feet of the bed.

Susan said to Ashley, “Our skit goes something like this: You’re a princess and when you wake you find a slave tied at the end of your bed. You tease him unmercifully and then you finish him off. He’ll be as you see him now, gagged, butt plugged, cock caged.” She handed Ashley a remote and said, “This is for the plug in his butt. Push it.” Ashley did and I bucked forward. “Careful removing the cage, he might pop. Now get on the bed and practice, just don’t take off the cage.”

Ashley got on the bed and for the next several minutes they worked through a few things Ashley could do to make it a hot skit. Susan asked Ashley if she would practice dry hunching me. Susan got Ashley to wrap her legs around my waist, got the cage resting along her slit, and then pressed the remote. Ashley squealed when I bucked forward and the cage rings bounced over her clit.

Susan asked Ashley to lay down on the bed to see if the chairs needed to be rearranged. When Ashley got comfortable, Susan and Kelly sprang into action.

Susan quickly got on the bed and straddled Ashley’s chest. When she did, Ashley tried to shout and Susan shoved a gag into her mouth. At the same time Kelly grabbed Ashley’s wrist and tied it tightly to the bed. Kelly did the same to the other wrist as Susan finished fastening Ashley’s gag.

Now Susan got off the bed and both her and Kelly grabbed Ashley’s ankles. Together they folded Ashley by pulling her ankles up toward her head. They then attached ankle restraints and clipped those to each wrist. Kelly now opened up Ashley’s ass cheeks as Susan lubed up another butt plug and slowly screwed it into Ashley. After that Kelly arranged a pillow on the bed and then the ladies unclipped Ashley’s ankles from her wrists. They now unfolded Ashley and tied her ankles so that she was now spreadeagled on top of the bed with her hips raised up due to the pillow under her.

Now that it was over, Susan stroked Ashley’s forehead and said, “Sorry girl but you’re the bait for my experiment. I want to see if he’ll leave the party or find a convenient hole. The college studs were immature and didn’t care who they slept with. Al’s different, he’s married, much more mature, and selective whom he beds. If he’s a gentleman, when he’s free, he’ll go home and wack-off but I think the booze and drugs will win and he’ll shove his big dick into your pussy.” Ashley shook her head no.

Ashley really tried to get free when Susan whispered into her ear, “It’s called getting raped, dear.”

Susan left Ashley struggling as she and Kelly got the room arranged. They placed some mirrors in strategic spots so their guests could watch the fun. Then they placed an ottoman in the middle of the room. After that they got me and positioned me in front of it. Susan said, “Knell.” They both helped me knell down as the butt plug started squirming in my ass again. I could hear Susan snicker as I flinched. They arranged me and the ottoman around until Susan was satisfied and then they both shoved on the back of my shoulders pushing my head down onto it.

They positioned me on the ottoman so that only the very top part of my chest was on it. Susan then turned my head to the right so that I stared at Ashley. They now tied me to the ottoman with a rope that they feed under the ottoman, through one armpit, over my back, through the other armpit, and back under the ottoman. They wrapped it the same way two or three times before tying it very tightly. Ashley and I kept eye contact while they restrained me. Kelly then attached a spreader bar to my ankles. Susan looked over their handy work and said, “It’s time to get the others.”

If I had been in my right mind, my asshole would’ve started puckering, since this was a repeat performance of two years earlier when Wendy had her fun. But all I could do was to stare at the Ashley and think about getting some relief.

I heard gasps and some murmuring when the ladies came into the room. In the mirrors I could see them taking their seats. Susan didn’t let Janet sit as she handed her something. Susan said, “You won the last round, so you get the privilege. Just don’t spoil our finale by getting carried away like you normally do.”

Janet took the item from Susan and said, “Okay.” Janet entered my space when I felt her crawl under me and start sucking on one of my nipples. My eyes darted from mirror, to mirror, to see if I could get a better view but all I could find was a view of her head under me. As her lips and tongue worked on my nip I felt her hand fondling my balls. If it wasn’t for that damned cock cage I know she would’ve milked me some.

Janet stopped what she was doing and attached a nipple clamp on my tit. She now moved to the next one and very shortly it was clamped too. I now felt her working around my cock before my hips bucked when she licked the head of my dick.

Susan shouted, “Bitch, I told you no.” and she started pulling on Janet’s legs.

Janet squealed, “He’s leaking, I was just cleaning up the mess.” Susan got Janet under control and into a chair.

I noticed Susan holding something up and she said, “Ladies watch this.” Right then five vibrators started throbbing, one in my ass, one around my cock, one attached to each of my nipples, and one in Ashley’s ass. Susan giggled before she said, “Wendy can you provide our guests with some background as Kelly and I get ready in the other room.”

Wendy explained to everyone that two years ago she had teased me for a few hours before she rode my ass. She told the group that once she had her fun, she untied me, and then got surprised when I basically raped her. It was one hot fuck. During Wendy’s story the vibrators kept twitching on and off.

All of a sudden I saw both Susan and Kelly come strolling back into the room. Both were still naked except for the blue cocks that pointed towards me. I knew those blue cocks from that earlier time, they both wore double headed cocks. One side goes in a pussy while the other side sticks out like a hard cock. They were shaped to give the wearer pleasure as she used it on someone. The fake cocks could be worn without the need of a harness. But both were wearing a leather harness around her waist with a strap under her crotch, this held their new cocks firmly in place.

Susan walked over to my ass and slapped it hard, “I’m ready for my ride big boy.” She and Kelly kissed again as she removed the plug in my asshole. Breaking their kiss Susan knelt down between my spread knees and slowly forced her fake cock into my ass. She didn’t stop her forward thrust until her crotch rested against my ass cheeks. She then went into overdrive. She rocked her hips backward withdrawing about halfway just to switch direction slamming the cock forward. She grunted every time her crotch crashed into my ass. In the mirror, I watched her tits shake a little as she fucked my ass.

Susan said, “Damn this is fun.” She did a couple more thrusts and said to Kelly, “Get over here and kiss me.” I watched Kelly fall to her knees and crawl over to Susan. I saw her blue cock swing from side to side. They then started kissing again. Susan’s pace got a little faster. Kelly started fondling Susan breasts and she fucked my ass harder and harder. All of a sudden Susan groaned loudly, “OOOOhhhhhhh,” as she shook in Kelly’s arms. Her orgasm lasted about a minute during which she kept saying “OOhh oohh” over and over. She gently shook while grinding her pussy on the fake cock buried in both of us. Kelly just kept fondling Susan’s breasts throughout. Susan’s orgasm finally ended and she broke free of Kelly saying, “You need to get your ride before we let him loose,” and she pulled her cock out of my ass.

From what I was seeing Kelly wanted my ass bad. As soon as Susan moved out-of-the-way Kelly was between my legs and her cock was pushing deep into my ass. She rode me differently than Susan. When she could go no deeper, she lay on my back grinding her breasts into my chained arms. She then wrapped her arms around my chest and started fucking the fake cock. My fingertips could sometimes feel her pubic hair as she bounced her cunt up and down on the cock. As she kept fucking herself, she fondled my cock and played with the nipple clamps. She grunted, I grunted, and Susan shoved her finger up Kelly’s ass.

Kelly started cumming as soon as she felt Susan’s finger in her ass. She grunted as she fucked my ass. She grunted as she rubbed her breasts into my arms. Susan leaned over and kissed Kelly while her finger was still in Kelly’s ass. Susan also pulled on my nipple clamps. Susan and Kelly kept up their kissing and fondling until Kelly’s orgasm was over.

Susan said, “We need to make sure Ashley’s ready for him.” She uncoupled from Kelly and went to the bed. Kelly just laid on my back wiggling her ass in a post-orgasmic bliss. I saw Susan start kissing Ashley’s breasts as she rubbed Ashley’s clit.

Kelly finally rose, removing her cock from my ass and wobbled over to Susan and Ashley. While they warmed up their trapped victim, the two lezzies started up with their kissing and fondling. Susan finally broke away saying, “You continue working on her, just keep your fingers out of her pussy. I want her cunt as tight as possible. I’ll go untie our hunk.” Susan walked towards me, her cock swinging back and forth as Kelly said, “You’ve had your fun, take off your dick.”

Susan stopped and removed her fake cock and harness. I watched Kelly do the same before she crawled onto the bed between Ashley’s bound legs. She started licking Ashley’s bald pussy. As I watched, Susan came over and shoved the butt plug back in my ass and quickly untied the rope holding me to the ottoman. She then sat on my shoulders and watched Kelly.

After a couple of minutes she said, “Stop, she’s about ready to pop. See she’s bucking her hips. Come on we need to work together for the finale.” When Kelly walked towards me, I noticed Ashley’s pussy juice on Kelly’s face.

Susan said, “Help me get him up.” Susan and Kelly both picked me up and helped me hobble over to the foot of the bed. Suddenly the vibrators started and I was shoved forward.

The ball of my gag ended up buried in Ashley’s cunt and the lips of my mouth were stopped by her wet cunt lips. My nose was pressing into Ashley’s clit. The smell of her sex was strong and intoxicating, overpowering the last vestiges of my humanity. Now, for the second time in two days, the only thing that mattered in my life was to mount a bitch.

Someone was holding me there as I felt the cock cage being removed and then my cock was free. I felt it get very hard as soon as it was free. All of a sudden my left nipple exploded with pain and almost at the same time my right nipple followed suit.

As I waited for the pain to diminish, my ankles and wrists were released and then the pressure on my shoulders disappeared.

Stumbling to my feet, I stared at that bitch’s slit as it winked to me. I knew I needed to fuck it, I needed it bad. My cock was screaming for release. I crawled onto the bed heading straight for that bitch’s cunt. I saw the look of fear in the bitch’s eyes as she watched my approach. I kept crawling forward until my cock touched flesh. Now I was close. Grabbing my dick in my hand I moved it around searching for a hole. My aim was low because my cock ran into the butt plug.

Still holding my dick, I shifted directions and I followed the wet trail upwards until the head of my cock sank into wetness. I let go and slowly shoved forward feeling some relief knowing that complete relief would soon be mine.

My dick didn’t get very deep when her tightest stopped me cold. I just shoved harder and my dick pushed deeper but the tightest stopped me again. So much for brute force. I carefully pulled up and then dropped down and got deeper. I did it again and got deeper. I now had the groove and as I watched the tears flowing out of the bitch’s eyes, I worked my cock deeper and deeper into her very tight cunt.

Suddenly my cock stopped but I kept shoving forward. And just as suddenly, my cock was free as I continued my forward assault. I finally could go no deeper into that cunt. This cunt was very tight so I just stayed buried deep in the bitch’s slit for several seconds as a wiggled my butt trying to loosen it up. After a bit I started a slow withdrawal and then a slow advance in and out of that snatch. The initial entry was slow because it was so tight but now I was trying to get sexual relief as I slowly fucked that bitch.

I heard Susan say, “He’s got her impaled. Kelly untie her legs, she’s going nowhere.”

My hips where still doing their slow grind, slowing pumping my dick in that extremely tight pussy. Someone removed my gag. Susan’s face appeared and she touched my face to get my attention. Once she had it she asked, “How is it?”

My hips and dick didn’t miss a beat as I answered, “Tight, very very tight.”

Susan removed the gag from the bitch’s mouth and asked her, “How is it?”

I felt the bitch wiggling under me as she replied, “Damn it hurts. It really hurts. He’s too big. It’s ripping me apart.” and the tears resumed. My hips continued rocking, as a hint of fog lifted, letting me recognize the face beneath. It was only a face, nothing more, everything below the neck was still a bitch. A bitch that was only there for one thing. My cock.

Susan untied Ashley’s wrists from the bed and then she caressed Ashley cheek saying, “Sorry dear it would take an army to get him off of you now. There’s a saying: If it’s inevitable, just relax and enjoy it.” My dick continued sawing into the bitch’s cunt as I looked at Ashley’s angelic face. I felt a touch of guilt, my mind was telling me to stop, but my primeval needs kept my hips going.

As I stared at Ashley’s face I heard Susan say, “Girls it’s a good time to take a break. The drugs will wear off in about 15 minutes and then the climax. You really don’t want to miss it.”

As I kept plowing the bitch I heard, “Damn she’s going to be sore tomorrow.”

“Hell she’s sore right now with that big thing shoved in her.”

“Susan, hot show.”

“Glad you’re enjoying it, just don’t miss the ending.”

I knew my hips weren’t going to stop until my balls were empty. I also knew that the pressure between my legs was building but very slowly. All this time I had been searing Ashley’s face into my brain. She has one of the most beautiful set of eyes I had every seen and I needed her love. As my cock kept slowly pumping, I pressed my lips against hers.

At first she was shocked, but with someone’s cock buried in you most private area, some tongue from that same person was tame. She returned the kiss.

The first time two people kiss is always an adventure. You don’t know what the other person likes or dislikes. Do they want your tongue down her throat or just dancing around the lips. Do they take it slowly and build up or does the mouth open up as soon as the lips touch. So Ashley and I researched each others kissing style. Soon we started to think alike.

As my cock continued stirring in a pussy, Ashley’s and my tongues danced together. The world now got smaller as I loved the woman under me. As we continued kissing I felt her relaxing and I believe she started to enjoy our union.

I shrank the world more, by concentrating on her lips, and my hips and cock disappeared. It was only her lips touching my lips, my tongue dancing with hers. I whispered into her beautiful ear, “I love you.”

When I did, I felt a chill come over her as she shivered under me. All I got back was, “Oh God. Oh God.”

Something had changed in her, she was now holding me and I felt her thighs and legs curl around my waist. She was now a willing partner in our coupling. And she was gently bucking her hips to get me deeper in her. We were one.

It was short lived when Susan reappeared and asked, “Ashley, how it going?”

Ashley didn’t miss a beat when she answered, “Please leave us alone.” It barely took a couple of thrusts to reunite our love. I don’t know how long I had been pumping into my woman but my hips kept going. We continued kissing and my cock kept churning. My head was starting to clear and the speed of my hips increased.

Ashley stopped kissing and her head started rolling from side to side. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was more labored.

I heard Kelly shout, “Susan I think it’s almost over.” The pressure between my legs were causing my hips to buck faster and with more force.

I heard Susan say, “Yes, she’s leaking.”

Someone said, “What is it? He hasn’t come yet.”

“It’s pre-cum, he’s …” I interrupted her when my hips went into overdrive.

I was now pile-driving my dick as hard as I could into Ashley. Susan appeared and as she caressed Ashley’s face she said, “Hold on dear, it’s going to be rough ride but he’ll be finished shortly.”

Susan stayed where she was and kept Ashley company as my dick took over.

Bam, bam, bam. I kept hammering into the cunt. Bam, bam, bam. I was close. Bam, bam, bam. I needed to cum. Why can’t I cum? Bam, bam, bam. I should have popped minutes ago. Then my body forced my hips forward forcing my cock deep into the cunt and I started pouring my cum into it. I grunted and swirled my ass trying to get my cum and sperm deeper into the cunt. I continued my grunting and swirling all through my orgasm.

I just kept cumming and someone shouted, “Fuck, isn’t that cum dripping down her ass?”

“Damn, right.”

Someone else said, “Why’s it so watery?”

Susan answered, “It’s an effect of the drugs. She’s going to need Hazmat to decontaminate her pussy.”

I mumbled, “She’s a bitch.” as I bucked another load of cum into Ashley.

Grunting from the force Ashley asked, “Who?”

Just before it went dark I answered, “Susan.”

July 8, 2005 – Friday

Viagra Bounce

I awoke with what I call a “Viagra bounce”. I had an extremely massive hardon due to the Viagra from the night before. This wasn’t my first experience with that magical drug. In fact, I’ve taken it two times before Susan’s “potion”.

The first time was after my wife and I had our second child. After the recommended two month celibacy, I was having issues with “getting it up”. After a couple of frustrating weeks, my wife talked to the doctor. The Friday evening after her appointment, she handed me a capsule and asked me to swallow it. I asked her what it was and she said it was something the doctor had prescribed. Shrugging my shoulders, I swallowed it, after which she gave me a kiss and left me watching baseball on television.

About an hour later, she reappeared, wearing only a red bodysuit that was almost transparent. As she sashayed over to the television, my eyes feasted on her beauty. Her breasts, her hips, her ass, that’s a damn fine package wrapped in a thin veil of red.

With my tongue now hanging out, she turned off the television, and wiggled her hips over to me, before sitting in my lap. When she did, she ground her ass into my crotch and gave me a very hot kiss.

Well that got my blood boiling, so as we continued our passionate French kiss, I carefully fondled her breast. Just touching that firm tit made me moan into her mouth. Oh damn, it’s been too fucking long!

We continued our hot make out session on the living room couch. After about a minute, I finally uncovered her right breast and started licking and sucking it. It was her turn to loudly moan. She then reached under her ass and between my legs to grab my very hard cock. Feeling my erect manhood, she groaned and said, “I think I’m getting some cock tonight.”

With all the signals in the green, she quickly unzipped my trousers, and I uncovered her left breast. As I licked and sucked on that breast, she fished out my cock. It was my turn to groan as she pumped on my cock. I unsnapped the crotch of her bodysuit and shoved two fingers into her wet pussy. She groaned out, “Let’s go to the bedroom,” and she stood up.

Standing up, I said, “No, I want you now. I want you here,” and I pulled her back to the couch. Then I forcefully but carefully shoved her onto the couch and quickly mounted her. After three weeks of struggling with my erections, I wasn’t taking any chances. I didn’t care if the kids walked in on us making love in the living room. Hell I didn’t care if the whole world was watching, I just needed some sex. And if the sex came from my beautiful and understanding wife that was even better.

I was in ecstasy, as my cock worked deeper and deeper into that very wet pussy. All too soon the journey ended when our crotches collided and my dick could go no deeper. Or at least that’s what I originally thought, but that soon changed when my wife grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper into her. She moaned, “It’s been too long honey. Now fuck the shit out of me.” That told me that she didn’t want us to make love, she just wanted us to fuck. And that was fine by me, because I had a few weeks’ worth of cum to dump inside her. I pumped my cock into her cunt trying the best I could to get sexual relief. I needed some relief. The more I pumped the more I needed to cum. The more I needed to cum the harder it became to get some relief.

Suddenly I felt my wife start rubbing her clit and within a few seconds she started her orgasm. She bucked under my body as her cunt squeezed my cock. I still couldn’t cum. I kept stroking my cock in and out of her cunt as her orgasm subsided. I needed to cum. She started another orgasm as she wrapped her legs around my back and grunted with pleasure. I again felt her cunt squeeze my cock. Just as she was finishing her second orgasm I finally felt my cum spurt forth from my cock. I grunted and rammed my cock as deep as I could into her. As weeks’ worth of cum poured out of me, I ground my crotch into hers trying to get deeper into her. And as suddenly as it started I was done.

I collapsed on her, crushing her breasts into my chest. For the next few minutes we both relaxed from our fuck session. Angie finally starting pushing on my chest asking, “Honey, can you please get off? You’re crushing me.” I slowly withdrew my cock from her pussy and sat up on the couch. After a couple more minutes we helped each other to bed for the night.

I woke up the next day with a morning erection like I used to have at sixteen. But unlike when I was sixteen, I knew where it was going. I softly positioned my wife onto her back and pushed her night shirt up over her womanhood. I then started licking and sucking her clit. I wasn’t going for any foreplay; I was going for action. It didn’t take long before Angie woke up trying to push me away saying, “What the hell are you doing?”

As I crawled between her legs I said, “Getting you ready for me.” Then I stuffed my hard cock into her waiting slit. As we made love, we passionately kissed. For the next thirty minutes we rolled around on the bed as we both humped each other. Finally, I was able to cum deep in her pussy as I grunted and shoved with pleasure.

After a week of undeterred sex, I found out that the capsule was filled with Viagra. Both she and the doctor had the prescription written to hide it. They figured that once I got started, the dam would flow, and I wouldn’t need it as a crutch.

The second time I experienced the effects of Viagra, was when my wife and I celebrated our tenth anniversary. She arranged for a friend to watch the kids for two days while we disappeared to a hotel for the weekend.

We made arrangements to check-in before lunch. So we dropped the kids off right after breakfast and took our time getting to the hotel. When we arrived, we were both so horny that we barely made it to the room before attacking each other. I quickly found out that Angie had shaved her pussy for our event. With our clothes still on, we sixty-nined some on the bed before sucking each other off. This allowed us to calm down enough to eat some lunch in the dining room. During lunch, we fondled and played with each other just to rush back to the room and shed our clothes. We fucked each other. Angie came twice before I dumped my load into her. We then got our swimsuits on and went swimming.

We relaxed by the pool for about an hour before we ventured into it. As we swam together we played with each other and got ourselves all worked up. We rushed back to the room and just barely got our suits off before I was fucking her doggy style all over the room. We both came together and then collapsed on the bed holding each other. We cuddled until just before dinner when we both helped each other get dressed.

We had a very leisurely dinner and for the most part behaved ourselves. After dinner was over, we discovered that we had a couple of hours before our concert started. Having time to kill and only a room to kill it in we calmly went back to the room, undressed, and made slow passionate love on that bed. Since we both had come multiple times, it took us a while before our love flowed into each other. We relaxed in the room a few minutes before we hurriedly got dressed and went to the concert.

Between acts we talked about how much fun we were having for our tenth anniversary. Angie mentioned that she looked forward to later after the concert. I told her that after coming four times that I didn’t think I could rise to the occasion. She frowned as she heard this. After a couple of minutes, she said she needed to use the restroom and would be right back. Just before the concert resumed she appeared with a beer. She gave me a kiss and handed me the beer. Then with a wicked grin she gave me a Viagra and her panties. I took one look at those wet panties and swallowed the blue pill.

For the rest of the concert all I could think about was my wife sitting beside me with no underwear on. I just wanted to fuck her there on the stage in front of everyone. On the way back to the hotel we couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves. She unzipped my pants and stroked my cock. I pulled her skirt up and had two fingers deep in her pussy. We didn’t care whom was watching we just kept playing with each other’s privates.

Once we got back to our room, we quickly threw our clothes off. Angie then threw me on the bed and quickly mounted me. She rode me through three of her orgasms before, dripping in sweat, she dismounted. She lay beside me and said that she was done. I rolled over and got my cock back into her and said that I wasn’t. I kept hammering my cock in and out of her as I tried to find my pleasure. While I was trying to get my relief, she came again. I felt her cunt squeeze my cock and it got me closer to my orgasm but it didn’t push me over the edge. All through her fourth climax I kept pounding my cock into her. Once her orgasm was finished, Angie started to try to shove me off of her. I gave her a wicked look and pinned her arms beside her. I just kept stroking my cock in and out of her pussy while she told me to hurry up.

All of sudden my sexual relief came and I thrust deeply into her and grunted. I kept rutting into her and then it was over. I rolled off of her and immediately fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up with a very stiff erection. I shook my wife and said, “Honey it’s back.” She mumbled that she was too sore, to which I responded it was going into one of her three holes. She again mumbled she was too sore, so I forced her over onto her stomach. Then I placed four pillows under her stomach, poured some oil on her asshole and my cock. I now slowly stuck my cock head into her ass. She squealed like a stuck pig, but I continued pushing my cock slowly into her bowels. I had no mercy, I had already given her a choice, now I was going to get my relief. I felt my crotch contact her ass cheeks then I slowly pulled out until only the head of my cock was in her ass. Then I went forward and then backwards. Each time a little faster than the last. At the same time my hands were a blur. They held onto Angie’s shoulders, only to find their way to cupping her breasts. They grabbed her hips, only to snake between her stomach and pillows to find a home in her cunt.

She moaned, I groaned and then I came deep into her ass. It was a strong one but not as strong as the previous night’s. I grunted a few more times and then I popped out of her asshole. We relaxed together for about a half hour while I apologized several times about my ungentlemanly conduct. She laughed and said she deserved it, and that the next time she gave me Viagra, she would be more ready for the wild fuck. We kissed, got dressed, and left. It was one hot tenth anniversary fuck session.

Well here I was with my third “Viagra bounce” but this one was much different. With the massive hard-on came a splitting headache. The pain from both caused me to start moaning and rolling around. A voice pushed through the pain saying, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”

“Fuck it hurts!”

“What?”

“My head, my dick, it hurts.”

I felt a hand check out my cock. It was very soothing. “Damn your harder than last night.” The pain lessened.

I moaned, “Make it go away.”

“How?” The hand disappeared and the pain came back.

I groaned, “Fuck!” and I started to beat my meat. When I did, the pain diminished some, and I started to get some relief again. As I continued whacking off, I got more comfortable by lying on my back and relaxing. It wasn’t long until I felt someone crawl over me and then they used my hand to guide my cock into a tight wet hole.

As the hole slowly engulfed my pole, the pain started diminishing. And as more and more of my dick disappeared in that velvety hole, the less pain I felt until my eyes were able to focus on who was sitting on my dick.

It was my saving angel, Ashley!

The pain was completely gone when we were completely coupled. Ashley started rocking her hips when my dick had been swallowed by her tight pussy. As she rode my stick, my hands checked her out. She had a very fine ass, tight stomach, but her breasts were the best! I couldn’t get enough of those full and firm 38Ds. My eyes shifted from her tits, upward to her eyes. They were beautifully green and I had a touch of guilt when they reminded me of my wife’s.

Her rocking had increased and my eyes shifted down to the union of her pussy and my cock. I watched her shaved snatch rocking in front of me. I saw the lips of her pussy surrounding the root of my dick. It was too much stimulus, I grabbed her full hips, grunted, and started bucking my cum into her. Before it went dark again, I saw my angel smiling at me.

Thanking an Angel

The light from the rising sun woke me, and it was a couple of minutes before my head cleared enough to remember where I was. Glancing around, I found the room empty but it still was arranged like the night before. When the fog in my head lifted enough to allow coherent thoughts, I decided it might be best to vacate the premises. I was naked, in what appeared to be a vacant suite, and I didn’t need any trouble from the hotel staff.

Stumbling to the main room, I found my clothes wadded in a pile and got dressed. But before leaving I checked out the other bedroom. When I entered, I noticed that it reeked of pussy, and the bed had been used. Not just used, but used, HARD. I quickly left and went home.

On the way there I got this feeling that I needed to apologize and thank Ashley. I knew that I shouldn’t, but the more I tried to shake it, the more I needed to see her.

At home I freshened up, got a bite to eat, and waited until it wasn’t too early to make calls. It took a number of calls, but soon I was talking with Ashley’s mother. It took a few minutes and a number of questions before she told me where to find Ashley.

On the way to Ashley’s location, I made a couple of quick stops. The first was to pick up a dozen red roses and the last a wrapped box from the jewelry store.

When I got to the museum where Ashley worked, I heard her voice coming from a room. In that room, I found Ashley reading a children’s book to a group of first graders. She noticed me and without missing a word she rushed over and grabbed my hand. She didn’t let go as she pulled me into the room and got me to stand in front of her audience. This was a turn of events that I hadn’t expected. I was now standing in front of a group of children and their mothers. In one hand I was holding red roses and in the other hand was Ashley’s.

That soon changed when Ashley let go of my hand and handed me the book. As she continued reading, she pointed to a spot before she stopped and told me to continue. When I took over, Ashley gave me a quick peck on my cheek, grabbed the roses, and dashed out of the room.

She was back a few minutes later with the roses in a vase. She showed them to a couple of the moms before she placed them on a table for everyone to enjoy. I noticed she had stirred up her co-workers since a few were now watching me read.

Ashley came back, gave me a peek on the other cheek, and took over reading, but not before grabbing my hand.

When Ashley was done, a couple mothers came forward, and commented on how sweet it was to have a boyfriend that cared so much that he would bring roses. I also noticed a couple others just giving me the evil eye.

Not letting go of me, Ashley led me to the receptionist. Ashley asked for “the key” and when the lady handed it to Ashley, she welcomed her to “the club”, but reminded Ashley she had another reading in 45 minutes. Ashley made sure it was the same story before she led me downstairs.

Ashley led me to a locked door, and when we were on the other side, I found myself pushed against it, with her tongue down my throat, and my cock in her hands. We kissed and she pumped my dick, getting me hard very quickly. While still getting my bearing, she knew what she wanted, and started moving us across the room, towards a waiting cot. I put the skids on and broke free.

I said huskily, “I’ve got another gift.”

Ashley reached over and gently stroked my stick, “Yes, I know, and I was going to use it.”

Ignoring her comment, I handed her the box. She opened it and found a silver necklace. I saw disappointment in her eyes when she held it up. I asked, “Don’t you like it?”

She answered, “At first, I thought it was an anklet. But this is very pretty.”

“What made you think it was an anklet?”

“That’s what you gave Wendy.”

“I gave her a necklace too. The anklet was for her first time.” I noticed Ashley’s grin, and it struck me like a lightning bolt, “That was your first time!” She nodded her head and I replied, “Oh fuck!” It took me a few seconds for a plan to jell before saying, “Well I need to properly congratulate you.” I turned the tables on her and she found herself backed up against the door.

My tongue went into her lovely mouth, and my fingers went into her wet pussy. I kept her pressed tightly against that door, while we kissed and my fingers worked on her clit. My fingers played her like a violin, taking her closer and closer to the peak of her passion.

This woman needed my thanks, my undying gratitude, my love. My fingers never slowed, as I tried to give her all that and more. I felt her passion start to bloom, as her breathing became labored and her hips started rocking. Soon her kissing stopped, so I watched her face, as my fingers went into overdrive.

Suddenly her eyes popped open and she grunted, “OOOhhhh fffuuuccckkk.” She arched away from the wall, leaving only the back of her head touching the door. His woman was having one hell of an orgasm! Suddenly her thighs started twitching. Taking a quick glance, all I could see were her legs bouncing about.

She bucked against the door a few times, before she went limp. When she did, I moved to phase two.

Carefully, I slipped her panties off, arranged her legs, slid my head under her skirt, and buried my face into her pussy.

I struggled a few seconds with trying to clean up her slit, before I moved to my main course. When my tongue found her button, Ashley’s hands found my head. I worked on her clit for about thirty seconds, before I heard her groan, “Oh my God.” She arched off the wall, as before, and her nails dug into my head. If it wasn’t for her skirt, she would have drawn blood. Then I felt her thighs going wild. They kept bouncing against my head, as I drank her honey.

My lips stayed clamped to her clit, as she bucked through that climax. When it was over, I figured we needed to move to a more comfortable spot. Moving her over to the cot, I laid her on it. When I flipped her skirt up and exposed her shaved pussy, I was very tempted to go for my pleasure. But since I owed her so much, I quickly shook that thought away, and buried my tongue into her hole. This time, I could do a proper job of cleaning up her pussy and its outer lips. While I feasted on her sweet pussy juice, my fingertips played with her button of joy. I didn’t expect her to wrap her legs around me and start bucking with another climax.

When that one was over, I gave her a break, before I went for another, by wrapping my lips around her clit and sucking. She immediately shouted, “FFFuuuccckkk.” and bucked the cot. My face had been buried in her twat for last two orgasms, and I was curious to see her bucking the cot.

When I sat beside her, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be relaxing. She looked like ‘Sleeping Beauty’, until my fingers started rubbing her button.

Her eyes popped open and she grunted, “OOOhhhh dddaaammmnnn.” I watched each wave of her orgasm, as it coursed through her body. With each wave, she would throw her head back and arch her back. When she did this, her ass would raise up off the cot, her breasts pressing toward the ceiling, and her stomach concaved inward. But what turned me on the most, were when her thighs started shaking.

It appeared that the muscle on her inner thigh had a direct connection to her clit. When her clit exploded with pleasure, that muscle started twitching, causing her thighs to quake. Damn that’s hot!

I kept rubbing her clit when her climax ended and a few seconds later she had another small cum. I watched as her hips bucked and she moaned out, “OOOOhhhh.” Her eyes never opened during that one and her thighs barely twitched.

I figured she was wasted and giving her more would be pointless. So I rearranged her skirt to hide her bright red pussy, before caressing her forehead and whispering, “That, my angel, is what I owed you.”

Checking my watch, I made a dash upstairs to the reading room. On the way there, I passed the receptionist, who gave me a surprised look. The next group was already waiting, so I grabbed the book and started reading. As I read to the kids, I tried making it as interesting as I could, by acting out some scenes as I walked around the room.

Three quarters of the way through, Ashley made her appearance. She flopped in a chair and watched me work the crowd. From the looks of her, my session had taken more out of her then I thought.

After I had finished the reading, I got a few good comments on my style. While I was basking in my glory, I noticed an older lady talking with Ashley. Ashley was showing her the gifts and pointing to me. I could tell that this hadn’t impressed the lady.

Once we were alone, Ashley introduced me to the woman. The woman was her mother, the lady I had talked to a couple of hours earlier. Ashley told me her mom was eating lunch with us, in the museum cafeteria. Heck, I didn’t know I was eating with anybody today.

Being the gentleman that I am, I paid for lunch and kept Ashley company. Originally, I had planned on a short visit with Ashley, to privately thank her. But even though we had a private intimate moment, I still really hadn’t thanked her, or at least told her with words.

I knew Ashley’s mom didn’t like me when she said, “I don’t like him.” She’s very direct.

Ashley answered, “I don’t care.” and she squeezed my hand.

Mom fired back with, “He’s married.”

Ashley told her, “And he’s got three kids.”

That got mom steamed, so she asked. “So are you going to be his mistress?”

“Being a mistress is a long term commitment, I’d say I’m a lover.” And she leaned over and forced our lips together. I don’t kiss very well with a mad mother staring at me.

“Ashley Marie Goodherd! What do you see in this man!”

“Mom just chill. There’s nothing you can do, we made love last night and we’re going to do it again tonight. And if I’m lucky we’ll do the same the next night. After that he’ll go his way and I’ll go mine. We’ll walk away with beautiful memories, never to see each other again.”

From the looks I was getting, Mom didn’t like what she had just heard. We basically ate in silence, except for some chit chat from Ashley. After we finished eating, Ashley and I left mom sitting at the table still steaming.

Ashley still held my hand, as she pulled me into a closet and got me into a lip lock. At this point, I was still too weirded out to do much more than follow her lead. We necked for about five minutes before she mumbled that we needed to go. She had my dick out and had hardened me up good. I had tried for her tits, but the dress and the bra protected them, so I was milking them still covered.

She got a kick out of watching me shove my stick away, and then led me to the main entrance. There we met up with a group and for the next hour, Ashley guided them around the museum. As she guided the tour, she never let go of my hand.

Once the tour was over, Ashley had us back in the closet and we resumed where we had left off. After about a minute, Ashley pulled away letting go of my dick and said, “Unzip me.” After pulling the dress zipper down, I helped her get her arms out. She was wearing your standard white bra but she quickly removed it. There in front of me was my main goal! We got back into our embrace and I got my hands on those puppies!

They were firm! They were full! They were fucking great! They were mine! Well at least for about five minutes because after that Ashley moaned that we needed to go.

This time she watched me shove my dick away and I watched her shove her boobies into her dress. She left the bra in the closet.

She led me and another group around the museum for another hour. During this circuit, I focused a tad bit more on her chest knowing that she was bra less, and I formulated my next course of action. Ashley caught me staring a couple of times and gave me a wink.

As I had figured, she had me back in the closet once the tour was over. She didn’t expect me to get her boobs out so quickly and my face buried in them. The hunter was now the prey, I kept her hands away from my dick, as my hands got under her dress and panties. I found her clit and started working it as my lips worked on her nipples.

While I worked on raising her passion, I checked her level by the wetness of her slit. I could tell she was warming up very quickly. We were late and she still hadn’t cum, but I wasn’t going to stop. A couple of minutes later she grunted a quiet, “God damn.” and pushed off the door. I slowed my attack as she rode each climatic wave.

When her orgasm was over, I straighten her up the best I could, and led her to the main entrance. The group was waiting and Ashley was still recovering, so I started the tour. Ashley soon recovered and for the next hour we tag teamed the tour. We did the same for the next group, since they were waiting when we finished.

That was the last tour of the day and Ashley let me know she needed to help close. She then gave me a passionate kiss while she copped a feel of my crotch. Still holding my package, she whispered, “I’m looking forward to spending the night with you.” She let go and when she walked away, she said, “All alone, in bed, making love.”

I took a couple of minutes to collect my thoughts before I located a telephone. A couple of calls later, I got the bride-to-be on the phone.

Wendy said, “That was one hot show last night. How’d you come up with it?”

“It wasn’t my idea; it was Susan’s”

“Well how did she talk you into doing it?”

“She blackmailed me into helping.”

“How?”

I wasn’t thinking when I answered, “She threatened to tell you about Jim, getting a blowjob, at the strip club.”

“Oh that, I told him to enjoy one. I figured he might be more relaxed drained.”

When I heard that, I nearly got sick. The hell Ashley and I had gone through for nothing. I went forward with the reason I called, “Wendy, I called to tell you I can’t be there tonight.”

“Honey you can’t do this to me. My cousins want to talk with you some. Can you tell me why?”

“I promised to spend the time with Ashley because of what I did to her last night.”

“You only fucked her. It’s not like it was her first time.” The pause was noticeable, until Wendy asked, “It wasn’t, was it?”

“It was.”

Ashley showed up and hugged me. She heard Wendy say, “Shit.”

She whispered, “Is that Wendy?” I nodded and she grabbed the phone from me.

“Wendy, Ashley here, thanks for inviting me to the party last night.” Ashley started fondling my cock. “I had a great time. And I really enjoyed the finale, it hurt like hell at first, but I’m a woman now. And you were so right, Al’s the perfect man for it. He even brought me roses and a necklace to say thank you.” Ashley listened to Wendy and then said, “I don’t care it’s up to Al. Here ask him.” She handed me the phone.

Wendy said, “Al come to the rehearsal and bring Ashley, she can join you for dinner too. You both have to eat sometime.”

I looked at Ashley and she nodded. I answered, “Okay.”

Wendy said, “Good. Now let me talk to Ashley again.”

Ashley listened before she said, “That’s sweet.” Then, “Thank you.” And before she hung up, “I’ll tell him.” Ashley told me, “Wendy’s calling the hotel and reserving us a room, her treat. It should be ready before we need it.”

She had been stroking my dick all this time, so I said, “I need it now. Let’s go.” She giggled, as I led her to my car.

Luckily, the hotel was just a few minutes away, unluckily, I had to wait until Ashley checked in. There was a delay getting Wendy’s dad’s approval to cover the room. But soon she had the key and we dashed to the elevator.

Even before the doors could close, I found her lips and a boob. She had a bit of a difficulty finding the right floor to push, as we went at it, but she must have found the right one, because before I knew it, we were in front of our hotel room door.

I was unzipping Ashley’s dress as she fumbled with the key, and when the door opened her dress fell. She giggled as she stepped out of her dress and into the room. Picking up the dress, I followed her in and closed the door behind me.

Ashley had already kicked her shoes off, so she started undressing me and we started kissing again. We were like two animals in heat, as we left a trail of clothes on our way to the bed. And our lips never left contact, when Ashley crab crawled across the bed leading me by my dick.

She first positioned herself on the bed, and then positioned my cock at the entrance to her slit. Feeling the warmth surrounding the head of my stick, I pressed downward into that wet tunnel of joy. It felt wonderfully tight, as my dick drilled deeper and deeper.

When our crotches collided, I was getting ready to hammer out my relief, but Ashley groaned. It wasn’t a groan of passion, it was a groan of pain, I froze. I said softly, “Sorry, I forgot.”

Ashley was still adjusting to the new sensation, when she asked, “Forgot what?”

Being careful not to move my stick, I kissed her and said, “You’ve never made love.” And I slowly pulled my dick up, and just as slowly sank back down. For the next several minutes, my cock slowly pumped, as I watched Ashley’s face. At first I saw a look of lust, mixed with pain, but soon it was replaced with passion. Even then, my hips didn’t speed up, until I felt Ashley’s legs wrap around my waist. Ashley had now transformed from a willing receptacle, to a wanting partner.

Using all my resources, I slowly increased her passion. My cock stirred her wet tunnel, my chest crushed her breasts, my mouth kissed her lips, my eyes talked with hers. My love flowed to her.

It was working, she was now encouraging my love. She was pulling on my butt, to shove my dick into her pussy. Her hips were bucking up, when mine were bucking down, making our crotches collide with a slap. Ashley was close, but I was a lot closer. I wanted her to cum. I needed her to cum first.

I slipped out and down, shoved her legs apart, and buried my lips around her clit. It took my tongue about thirty seconds to pull out her orgasm.

When I heard her say, “OOOhhhh”, I moved quickly and got my dick back into her pussy. Her eyes were open and her hips were bucking under me. I enjoyed riding my bucking bronco.

When Ashley flopped under me, I got back in tempo, and soon her legs were wrapped around my waist again. This time I was going for my pleasure. Ashley just held on, as my hips went into action. I had teased myself all day and it didn’t take me long to get into the groove.

Soon, the pleasure from my dick pulled the seed from my balls and transferred it into Ashley. I grunted and shoved, shoved and grunted. Ashley just held on, as my climax poured into her.

Normally I give my woman more love once mine is over, but today I just flopped beside that beautiful woman. She caressed my head, as I grasped for air, recovering from a fantastic orgasm.

When my fingers slipped down to her slit and came back with my cum, I remembered a question I needed to ask, “It’s a little late to ask, but should we be worried about pregnancy?”

She giggled, “You do seem pretty potent, but you needn’t worry, I’m on the pill.”

I checked the time and said, “Sorry to break this short, but we need to get to the rehearsal.”

As Ashley moved to get her clothes, she said, “I’m going to skip it. I need to go home and get stuff for tomorrow. Can you drop me at my car? I’ll meet you back here for dinner.”

With our passion sated, it didn’t take us long to get ready and leave. I dropped Ashley off at her car before I dashed to the church.

Wedding Rehearsal

I got to Wendy’s wedding rehearsal about fifteen minutes late. The practice had already started, but when Wendy saw me she squealed with delight and ran over to give me a big hug. She then introduced me to everyone.

After she had finished, Wendy quickly explained what I had missed and then the rehearsal continued. During the practice I found out that I was to escort Jill Plummer down the aisle. Jill Plummer was about a foot shorter than me and had brown eyes. She had long blond hair that stopped just above her ass, which was just fine. The rehearsal took about an hour and then everyone left for the rehearsal dinner.

The hotel restaurant had set up a very big table for our group. Ashley was already there waiting for me, so I gave her a kiss before checking out the seating arrangements. Each spot had a place card, so I found my assigned spot and sat down. Unfortunately, Ashley’s spot wasn’t close to mine but we kept looking at each other and winking. After everyone was seated, the waiters served the first course. I was seated with Jill to my right and Wendy to my left. In front of me was one of the groomsmen, to his right was Sarah and on his left was Penny. Someone was being devilish with their seating chart, because I was surrounded by ‘The Double D’ participants. Dinner was uneventful, except for Wendy rubbing my inner thigh while she talked to everyone. Her sister and cousins kept looking at me as they talked and ate.

During the meal someone asked Wendy, “Where’s Janet? I thought she’d be here.”

Wendy answered, “Jim wouldn’t let me invite her. He’s pissed about the other night. Her bit with my ex stirred up old wounds.” When she said ‘ex’ she gave my dick a hard squeeze, letting me know she was referring to me. “But without her, he and I wouldn’t have gotten together. Yes, I know she’s your typical blond: good looks, but stupid. But those tits attract the men and Jim was one of her castoffs. I snagged him after she blew him off. And I mean literally, after she blew him. You see Janet and I were at a bar when we noticed Jim staring at us. After about ten minutes of Jim staring a hole right through us, Janet couldn’t take it anymore. So she got up and went over to Jim. Then she dropped to her knees, unzipped his pants, and fished out his cock. She blew him right there in the bar. After she was finished taking his load down her throat, she tucked his cock away and zipped him back up. Then after she stood up, she looked him straight in the eyes, and said, ‘And honey that’s all you’re going to get from me. EVER.’ She then walked over to a guy playing pool, grabbed his hand, and said, ‘Come with me, I need a fuck.’ and she left with that guy. The whole bar was quiet and everyone saw what happened. Jim was devastated. I rushed over to comfort him. Well I must have done a good job.”

Right before dessert was served, the groomsman in front of me said he had an appointment and left. A few seconds later, Amanda sat in his now vacant seat. Looking around, she motioned to the surrounding girls to listen, and then said very quietly, “Girls, I believe everyone knows Al Hilton of ‘The Double D’ fame.” Then looking into my eyes as her daughter Wendy squeezed my cock, she said, “We ALL need to talk at the reception.” She then gave me a wink and left. I nearly choked on the cake I was trying to eat.

Before the party was over Ashley slipped next to me and we sneaked away. We didn’t get very far when I found a private spot where we could talk.

When we stopped, Ashley asked, “What’s wrong? Aren’t we headed upstairs?”

I said, “We need to talk.”

“We can do that upstairs.”

“If I go upstairs, all I’ll do is to go to bed.”

As she rubbed my crotch, she kissed me and said, “That’s what I want.”

Ignoring the comment, I asked, “You’ve been interested in me before we’ve met. How come?”

“Wendy let me read her journal. It was hot, and I’ve dreamed about it ever since. And when I met you, I wanted to know more about you. So I asked Amanda, but she was a bit vague. I did notice her squirming when I asked about you and Wendy making love for the last time as she waited. Wendy’s journal was a bit vague about that part and Amanda didn’t help to clear it up. Then last night I got a private moment with Sarah. I had found out earlier that Sarah had babysat for you, and I wanted to know about your wife and kids. During that talk I noticed that Sarah was also squirming and holding something back. It was then I knew I wanted more time with you.”

“Why?”

Her face got red and she answered, “To make me a woman.”

“So you planned on last night?”

“Oh no, I wanted it to be different. Last night I was going to suck you off, but Susan tricked me.”

I now asked her, “Who’s Ashley?”

For the next few minutes she gave me a quick overview; a freshman in college working on an Accounting degree. No boyfriends and living at home with her parents. Only child. Looking for a husband and having kids. Career wasn’t as important to her as having a family.

With all my questions answered, we headed to the room.

Once we were there, we started kissing. For the next several minutes, Ashley and I got into a tight embrace and let our passion soar. Our hands played grab ass, as our tongues danced. After a bit my passion was boiling, so I reached for her zipper. When I did, Ashley pulled back and said, “Let me.” Then she slowly undressed me.

First she slowly unbuttoned my shirt and her lips followed her fingers, as she slowly kissed down my chest. Soon my shirt fell to the floor. Next she worked on my shoes and socks, while she nuzzled my crotch with her head. It was weird when she started licking my cock while it was still buried in my pants.

After that, she attacked my trousers. At first she struggled to get them open, but soon the fly split and she started tugging at them. She wasn’t wasting any effort because as my pants fell, she snagged my underwear as well. I watch my angel as she slowly uncovered her objective. She slowly unwrapped her gift until my dick sprang forth.

When it did, her mouth quickly attached to the hard appendage, and her hands caressed my ass cheeks, leaving my pants and underwear hovering just above my knees. Everything now came to a screeching stop, as she started sucking on my stick.

At first Ashley’s cock sucking skills were lacking. But with my whispering her some recommendations, along with some encouragement, her skills improved to a point where I was ready to shove my big dick down her pretty throat. Luckily I came to my senses and pulled away, causing my cock to pop out of her pretty mouth. She let out a growl of disappointment.

Sitting on the bed, I removed the rest of my clothes as Ashley watched knelling on the floor in a lustful stupor. But she came back to reality when I moved away as I got comfortable on the bed.

It was her turn to get undressed and she made a show out of it. She did a slow striptease as she wiggled around the room.

She started by unzipping her dress and letting it slip over her shoulders. She caught the dress before it slipped over her breasts and then she turned her back to me before letting the dress go. It resumed its journey and slid slowly to the floor.

Ashley was now wearing only her shoes and panties. She wiggled her butt before she quickly flipped the shoes off and slowly turned around.

For several long seconds, the world slowed as my eyes feasted on her beauty. Her angelic face. Her firm breasts. Her washboard flat stomach. Those full hips. Her thick thighs. Those dainty ankles.

When her hands moved to her waistband, my eyes followed and was treated to the uncovering of her pussy. Oh God, my cock grew harder as she shucked the last of her clothing away and then approached me with her pussy glistening in the light.

My cock got even harder, when that angel started crawling towards me. We looked in each other’s eyes as she slunk towards me. Her green eyes full of lust. Her big breasts hanging under her, swaying back and forth.

She never paused until our lips met. We resumed our lip lock and my hands cupped two perfect mounds of womanly tit flesh. It wasn’t long before Ashley started hunching my stick. She was wet, very very wet.

She rubbed her wet slit along my shaft a few times before grabbing it with her hand and shoving it into her waiting hole.

It was her show, so I held my hips in check as she tried working my cock into her tight pussy. It was touch and go at first, because every time she started wiggling, my dick popped out and we’d both groan. But after several false starts, she got my stick embedded into her tunnel that it wasn’t slipping out.

She rode me slow as my cock slowly wormed its way into her tight pussy. Slowly, ever so slowly, my dick went deeper and deeper into her almost virgin tunnel.

While she wiggled trying to get my shaft deeper, our eyes met again. She was smiling and gave me a wink. The sensation was getting to me and she wasn’t fully impaled. I needed to focus on something else. Something other than her very tight twat.

I went for the rack. I started fondling her boobies. They were beauties. Firm. Big. Defying the law of gravity. Attached to a beauty. They were great bosoms. The best pair I’ve ever touched. And they kept me focused away from my crotch, well until my crotch crashed into hers.

Once our join was complete, Ashley leaned over and we kissed. My hands were still holding her mammaries as she asked, “You like tits. Don’t you?”

She continued to ride me when I gave her a kiss and answered, “Yep.” I’m a man of few words while a woman is sitting on my dick. I think it’s due to the lack of blood to the brain.

From the tingling emanating from my balls, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. Ashley’s just too much woman for me. I knew she needed her pleasure quickly. So I pushed her upright and said, “Angel, rub your clit. I want to feel you cum.”

Ashley moved my hands to her hips and said, “Just relax and let me do this for you.” Closing her eyes, she went to town riding my stick. Placing her hands on my chest, her hips started rocking back and forth really quickly. Then after a few seconds I felt her pussy squeeze.

Damn, that was all I could take! At that very moment my primordial instinct to procreate took over. Grabbing her womanly hips, I pulled hard as my hips thrust upward, forcing my cockhead closer to the portal of her womb. At the same time my sperm filled balls contracted and I planted my seed deep in that angel’s pussy.

That was only the beginning round and the same process automatically repeated a few more times as I rutted my seed into that ripe cunt. It was one hell of a cum!

After that fantastic session, I was in la la land for a few minutes. The next thing I remember is Ashley spooning behind me whispering in my ear, “Now go to sleep lover, I’ll be here.”

That’s exactly what I did as she held me tightly with her boobs pressing into my back.

***

I awoke a couple hours later with a full bladder. It took me a few seconds to recall where and with whom I was. But with my bladder screaming for relief, I made a mad dash to the bathroom without verifying my bedmate.

Confirmation was forth coming, because as I was urinating a beautiful angel appeared beside me.

Ashley caressed my ass as she said, “I was worried you were leaving.”

Still pissing, I leaned over to her and we kissed before I said, “Nope. Just dumping some water.”

She watched as I finished my business and as I shook off the excess I asked, “Do you need to go?”

She replied, “Yes but first…” Grabbing my cock she pulled me to her and we then kissed for a couple of minutes. Getting anxious I pointed at the toilet. We continued kissing as she urinated. Once she was finished I picked her up and said, “Are you ready for bed, My Angel?”

Nodding her head, she said, “Most definitely.”

“Okay, Angel, hang on. I’m carrying you.”

She held tightly around my neck as I rearranged my hands. When I had finished, I was holding her ass in one hand and had two fingers of my other hand in her pussy. I now started caressing her G-spot. She broke our kiss and groaned into my ear asking, “What are you doing?”

“Working on your G-spot, Angel. Want me to stop?”

“Hell no, it feels too good. I just want you to fuck the hell out of me.”

“Patience lover, patience. We’ve got all night together.”

Carrying her to the bed, I was able to tuck her under the sheets and get beside her without letting go. As my fingertips continued caressing her internal bump, I whispered into her beautiful ear, “Now relax and enjoy. I’ll be right here in the morning, Ashley, my angel.” Now I buried my face into those lovely tits while rubbing her clit with my thumb. That’s all she could handle as her head pushed into the bed with a grunt. Then her whole body arched off the bed and she grunted again as her orgasm started.

During her orgasm I whispered, “That’s one. How many are in there?” As she continued bucking, I continued rubbing both her nub and G-spot. I couldn’t help myself, I kissed her open mouth as she was grasping for air. As her orgasm subsided, I switched tactics. I kissed my way down her throat and over her perfect breast. I licked the nipple but hurried down over the stomach and then sucked on her clit.

She started her second orgasm as soon as the tongue touched her clitoris. Her body again popped off the bed. And her hands and hips forced my face deeper into her pussy. Then I felt her thighs start trembling. She grunted as the orgasm raced through her body. I kept tonguing her clit as the orgasm peaked and then started to subside. Toward the end her hands slipped off my head and laid beside her. Her head stopped pushing into the bed and laid limply to one side.