You Are Invited
Posted: December 8th, 2011 | Author: Elmer | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story |“This story encompasses aspects of group sex, voyeurism, anal sex and minor bdsm elements. Credit for the idea of this story belongs to Ster001 who requested this fantasy through the Story Ideas Forum. I hope I did it justice.”
Tara Andrews muttered as she walked to her closet. What on earth was she going to wear? Dan, her husband, had received an invitation to an exclusive party held by his boss. These parties were known throughout town as ’social events’ and a personal invite was a coveted treasure.
That still didn’t solve the problem of clothing. It had to be perfect. Tara wasn’t sure why she felt that way, but she did. And though excited about attending such a famed party, she couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that something was wrong. It was nothing she could put her finger on, just an unsettling sensation deep in her stomach.
In an attempt to rid herself of the feeling, she pulled the terrycloth towel off her head, allowing her wet dark hair to tumble down. Tiny rivers of water ran down her delicate shoulder blades to the small of her back. Her alabaster skin goose-bumped from the slight chill. With a toss of the towel knotted around her, Tara made her way to the closet for one last perusal.
She decided on red. The red slinky dress with the spaghetti straps which clung to her figure so nicely. It was elegant, dressy and had just a touch of sexiness. The mid-length hem would be appropriate while still showing off her well-toned legs. Confident in her selection, she finished her make-up and started on her hair. There was still forty minutes before they had to leave. A quick blow dry and a simple twist and she would be on time.
Exactly on schedule, Tara walked down the stairs to see Dan patiently waiting for her. His eyes shone bright as he watched her approach. Yes. She had made the right selection. Tonight would be a night to remember.
Tara sat in awe as they drove up the long driveway. The house that stood before them was vast in size and stature. This was not a house, but a mansion. Never had Tara seen anything like it. The whole front was done in a stone and brick design, interweaved perfectly to create an old English design. The front lawn and gardens surrounding the walk were immaculate. Flowers and shrubs of every variety detailed the curved entrance.
“That’s some house, huh, babe?”
“Oh, yes. It’s incredible. I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“Well, you will tonight.”
“Yes, and only because we were invited. This house is magnificent. I wonder why they’re so hidden at the back of the lots. I would love to be able to drive around this area and see all these beautiful homes.”
“It’s for privacy. Otherwise, they would have all us gawkers around constantly.”
Tara giggled. “You’re right. And I would be the number one gawker. Can you imagine living in a house like this? What a dream.”
“Maybe one day, babe. Dreams do come true.” With his final words, Dan got out of the car and came around to let Tara out. He held out his arm to his beautiful wife, and together, they climbed the stairs that led to the front door.
Tara let out a slight gasp as they entered the house. The large foyer was candle-lit, marking the way into the large party room. More bouquets of flowers were placed around the room, sending a sweet fragrance into the air. The aura in the room was electric. People mingled and stood around a small make-shift dance floor. The floor itself was lit with colored spot lights which flashed and moved, seemingly in time to the music which filtered through hidden speakers.
Seeing the only other couple they knew, Dan led Tara over to where Brian and Linda stood. Tara breathed a sigh of relief before giving Linda a tight hug. “Can you believe this place? It’s like out of a fairy tale.”
“I love it here,” Linda answered. “I’m not sure I want to leave.”
The two women continued to point out other aspects of the room they liked while the men went to get the group drinks. Tara was about to point out the elaborate fireplace in the corner when she spotted Garrett and Lucinda Robertson, their hosts, coming down the grand staircase.
“Oh, my,” Tara gasped as she watched them. Their entrance had been well-timed and orchestrated. Everyone in the room had a full view of the attractive couple as they entered their own party. Ohs and ahs were heard around the room as they made their way through to greet their guests.
Tara watched them in a hypnotic trance. She was mesmerized by their elegance and class as they circulated through the room. They were everything she had always assumed of the wealthy. Well bred, classy, beautiful and distinguished. And under it all, a sense of power that energized the room.
“She’s beautiful, isn’t she, Tara?” Linda said, pulling Tara back to attention.
“Absolutely.”
“Check out that dress. It’s exquisite,” Linda continued. “How much do you think it cost?”
“A lot, I’m sure,” Tara answered in reply but her attention had switched from Lucinda to Garrett Robertson. The black tux fit him to perfection and suited his dark Mediterranean looks. His hair was cut short and groomed neatly. It wasn’t his good looks that affected Tara, it was something else. As she was trying to place what it was, he looked at her and gave a small nod.
Caught off-guard, Tara blushed and turned away. She inwardly groaned at being caught staring at him like a schoolgirl with a crush.
Linda giggled at her pink-face friend.
“Oh, be quiet,” Tara said with a laugh. “Let’s go find those men and get our drinks.”
They found their husbands talking with a small crowd of colleagues from work. The group talked, laughed and enjoyed themselves. They ate, drank, danced and continued to mingle throughout the room.
Coming back from the dance floor with one of her husband’s co-workers, Tara excused herself and made her way to the powder room. It was on her way back that Tara was stopped by Lucinda Robertson.
“And how are you doing tonight, love? Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Oh, yes, thank you,” Tara replied. “It’s been absolutely wonderful. And can I say, you have a beautiful home.”
“Thank you, dear. Perhaps you will see more of it later. But first, let me introduce you to my husband.”
Tara turned. She hadn’t seen Garrett approach and again blushed slightly. “It’s very nice to meet you, Mr. Robertson. Thank you for inviting us. I was just telling your wife…”
He cut her off. “You will be the one.”
“Um, the one, what?”
“That will be on her knees, sucking my cock, before the night is through.”
“What?”
“I’ll call for you later.” With that, Garrett walked away without another look, at Tara or his wife.
Tara looked quickly to Lucinda to try and explain that she would never, but was struck quiet with the look she saw there. Lucinda did not look shocked or upset. Instead, she almost looked pleased. The grin on her face made Tara’s face turn from red to white.
“Hey, hun, you okay?” Dan’s words brought Tara out of her spell. She hadn’t even noticed Lucinda walk away.
“Um, no. I mean, yes. Yes, I’m fine, Dan, thanks.”
“Are you sure? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”
“No, I’m fine, really.”
“Are you ill? Do you want to go home?”
“No!” The intensity in which she said the word shocked both of them. Although, she didn’t know what to think of the earlier encounter, she didn’t want to leave. But why? Garrett couldn’t have been serious. He hadn’t meant that. It was a joke at her expense, wasn’t it? It had to be. Plus, she would never do such a thing. She was a married woman and he was a stranger. Not to mention the fact, civilized people didn’t act that way.
Tara let out a shrill laugh that was unlike her. “I’m sorry, honey. I don’t know what got into me. I’m okay and I really do want to stay. Maybe I’ll just get a drink and go sit down for awhile.”
“Okay, Tara. But if you change your mind, let me know.” He walked her to the bar and ordered her a drink before leaving her on one of the many sofas to relax. She was acting peculiar tonight. He would keep an eye on her.
Tara knew she had alarmed Dan with her behavior. She could see him watching her as he mingled through the crowd. Damn. He couldn’t watch her all night. Tara swallowed a sob as the thoughts came. Why couldn’t he? It wasn’t like anything was going to happen. All she was going to do was sit here and regroup, then act like an adult and enjoy the rest of the party. Although her thoughts were logical, Tara felt upset. Did she want it to happen? To be on her knees before Garrett, sucking his cock? No. It was ridiculous. Then why did her mind keep going back to the idea. She knew she wasn’t drunk; she was only sipping on her second glass of wine. It had to be the shock of hearing something so blunt and forward. The absurdity was the reason it was still in her mind. Feeling better, though somewhat disappointed, Tara stood and made her way back into the crowd.
Tara laughed and was enjoying the conversation of the group of people she was with when a shiver ran down her spine. Garrett had brushed up behind her and let his hand rest in the small of her back. He whispered in her ear, “Third floor, second door on the left. You have five minutes.”
Tara’s face went white then blushed to deep crimson. He was serious. A nervous excitement ran though her before fear set in. She watched Garrett make his way up the stairway without even looking back. His posture said he knew she would be there as commanded. The arrogance of it put her off. How dare he. Did he really expect her to follow? He did, and deep down, she knew she would.
Tara excused herself from the group and headed to a small alcove along the wall. She needed to think. What was she doing? Was she really contemplating this? The nervous energy that flowed through her made her think so. She was on fire with heat and excitement. Even her pussy was wet with the thought of it. But how could this be? Normally, she would be offended beyond belief if anyone, even her husband, spoke to her that way.
No. It was absurd. She wouldn’t do it. Garrett Peterson may be powerful and rich, but he didn’t own her. No one could tell her what to do. Then why did the thought of being degraded like that turn her on? She did want this. Every fiber of her body was telling her so. Tara’s mind spun out of control as she battled being the good wife versus being a whore.
Unbeknownst to Tara, Lucinda had filled Dan in on the earlier conversation and of what had just transpired. Together they stood by the back bar and watched Tara with her inner struggle.
“If she goes, you will get to watch a treat, indeed.” Dan remained silent, his own thoughts whirling around in his head. Lucinda leant in, brushing her breasts against his side. “Oh, Dan, this is just the beginning. Imagine all the fun to be had.” Her smile was sinister as well as alluring.
Just as Dan was about to speak, both noticed Tara slowly make her way up the stairs.
“Let’s go up the back. Quick, follow me.”
Each stair was a painful experience for Tara. Her emotions boiled and she swallowed back a sob. What was she doing? Why was she doing this? Tears filled her eyes and threatened to spill over. Confused and frustrated, she climbed her way to the third floor.
The second door on the left loomed before her. This was the moment of truth. She could still leave. Turn and run away. But she knew she couldn’t. Her will was no longer her own. Somehow, Garrett had reached a place deep inside her soul with his prediction. He had sensed something in her she hadn’t realized. But now, here at the large oak door, she knew it was true. She wanted this. Needed it. This desire to be dominated and humiliated as he had done earlier. It had stirred desires in her that burned hot and deep. She couldn’t turn back now. This was her destiny and she hadn’t cared if anyone noticed her as she walked up the stairs. Even Dan was far from her mind. She belonged to Garrett in this moment and she knew she would do as he instructed. With a fire in her belly and a shaking hand, Tara turned the doorknob and entered the room.
“You’re late.” His voice was not loud but his disapproval was evident.
Tara stood dumbstruck. All her earlier confidence in her decision shattered. Fear stood out in her brilliant blue eyes.
“You must be punished for your tardiness. Strip, slut.”
Tara was not sure if she was more shocked from being told to strip or being called a slut. Whichever it was, both turned her on, and added to her confusion. Her fingers fumbled as she slipped the straps of her dress over her creamy shoulders. The dress fell away leaving her in only a pair of panties and black stockings, along with the four-inch heels she had worn. She looked at him with desperation.
“Now the panties.”
Tara couldn’t believe her hands as her fingers slipped away her black panties. Here she was, stripping away her clothes in front of this man, and she still didn’t understand why. What shocked her more was the knowledge that she liked it. Though her skin flushed red with embarrassment, she was sexually excited.
Garrett sat on the edge of the king-size bed and continued to look over her almost naked body. With a slight nod and a pat of his lap, he summoned her to him. “Over my knee, slut.”
“What?”
“Let’s not play games. You were late and you will be punished for it. Come here.”
On shaking legs, Tara approached and stood at his side. She knew what was expected of her. Gingerly, she lay across his lap. She gasped as his hand rested on her backside.
“A very lovely ass, indeed. Let’s see if we can make these cheeks blush as nice as the ones on your face.”
“Oh, god,” Tara moaned before the first smack came down. His hand continued to slap her ass in a rhythmic pattern and beat. And although it stung, Tara found she enjoyed the warmth and sensation it caused in her.
As the blows carried on, the heat and pain increased. Tara yelped with each new smack. But it was not the pain that fueled her desires. It was the fact that she was spread over a stranger’s lap and being punished. The shameful thought was bringing her to a peak. Before she could explode with pleasure, Garrett stopped and had Tara stand to face him.
He walked to the bureau before speaking. “I think you enjoyed that. Your pussy is soaked and ready to cum, but that’s not the reason you’re here.” Garrett stood and unzipped his trousers. Tara looked at him with wide eyes. “On your knees, slut.”
Tara started to walk to him.
“On your knees, now! You will crawl to me, understand?”
Shocked and with tear-filled eyes, Tara nodded and dropped to her knees. His displeasure added to her humiliation of having to crawl like an animal. “That’s better. Now kneel before me and open your mouth. Wider!”
Tara complied even though it was uncomfortable to have her mouth so open. The tears which had been welling in her eyes earlier spilled down her cheek as he slapped his cock against her lips. She tried to capture him in her mouth but he was intent on teasing her. He moved his cock just out of her mouth’s grasp.
“Look at the little slut trying to get that big cock. Come on, slut, get it.” His words chided her as he kept just out of reach. “What’s the matter? Open your mouth and take it. I know you want it, now come and get it.”
He stepped back every time she almost had his organ in her mouth, making her continue to crawl forward to stay in reach. It was humiliating and exciting at the same time.
Finally he allowed her to take him into her mouth. Her lips wrapped instantly around his rigid pole. Tara was so in need of him by this time that she eagerly sucked him deep into her mouth. Her rhythm was fast and urgent. The taste of his pre-cum fueled her desire and she thrust herself forward causing his cock to hit the back of her throat. She let it sit there before slowly gliding her lips along his shaft as she released him.
“Very nice, slut, but a gift like you have must be shared.”
Tara gave no thought to his words but rather concentrated on taking his cock back into her hot mouth. She didn’t notice that he had pressed a small button on the bureau as he spoke. It was only when a shadow passed over her did she open her eyes and stop.
Two men had entered the room. One was an older man who looked as if he had seen better days. He looked disheveled and dirty. The other was a young black man. Although he too looked out of place in this majestic house, his looks were very manly and rugged. These men had not been present downstairs but were obviously known to Garrett.
Tara was left naked and kneeling on the floor while he re-zipped his pants and spoke in a hushed tone to the two. She turned beat red with embarrassment while the men ogled her as they listened. Paralyzed with shame, she didn’t try to cover up her nakedness with her hands.
Tara watched in shock as the older man approached. “I got something for you to suck, girl.”
In disgust, Tara shook her head vehemently.
“Listen, bitch, take it out and suck it.”
“No. I won’t,” and then more weakly, “I can’t.”
Garrett’s voice cut in. “You can and you will.”
Tara looked to him immediately. She was ready to plead until she saw the look on his face. This was what he wanted. He had set it up. His eyes calmed her and she knew she would be okay. The need to please him overtook her earlier denial. Hesitantly, Tara took the old man’s cock into her mouth. After a few strokes, she forgot about him and concentrated on doing it for Garrett. The thought both excited and shamed her. She loved the feeling of giving into his control. At the same time, it made her feel used and like a toy. The idea that she was nothing more than sexual entertainment ignited her passions further.
So much so that when the young black man started to fondle her pussy, she let out a loud guttural moan. Tara tried desperately to hump his expert fingers while she blew the older man. Her sexual nature had been released and her body responded to her actions. All the while, she was aware of Garrett’s watching and tried her best to give him a good show.
Dan could not believe what he was seeing. There was Tara, sexually involved with two men while another watched. He might have burst into the room in anger if it hadn’t been for Lucinda. She had sensed his discomfort, and in an effort to sate him, started rubbing his cock through his pants while whispering in his ear.
“Doesn’t that look good, Dan? I bet you want some of that too, don’t you?” She paused for just a second. “I know I do.” Soon Lucinda was on her knees with Dan’s cock in her mouth. What could he do now? Tara was sexually satisfying strangers while his boss’s wife worked his own cock. What a party this had turned into. Dan continued to watch as the two men switched places on his wife.
“I got to try out that pussy now. Get up here and let the slut work on your package.”
By now, Tara was eager to see what the young black man had to offer. Her eyes grew wide when he pulled out his enormous member. Not only was it longer than she had ever seen, but thicker too.
Her attention was stolen momentarily by the older man’s grip on her hips before he plunged inside. “Oh, yeah, baby, that feels so good.”
Tara looked up to see Garrett still watching intently. He gave her a slight nod to continue. She wished it was Garrett who was fucking her but she was strangely satisfied knowing he was enjoying watching her. Taking the young man’s large cock in her hand, she placed her lips around its head. It was too large to take in fully but she pleasured him as best she could.
“You can take more.” Garrett’s voice invaded the air. “Come on, girl, show me what a slut you are.”
Fueled on by his words, Tara tried to take more of the massive cock into her mouth. She choked and gagged on it as the older man pushed her forward with his thrusts. The pain of her mouth open so wide was offset by the pulsing in her pussy and Garrett’s crude comments. He called her a slut. A whore. How she was nothing but a toy for their pleasure and amusement. She wanted it and they were going to give it to her. His comments sent her over the edge and she exploded in climax.
In the end, they returned to the missionary position. As their passion mounted, Ray lifted her legs up and forced them back towards Cindy’s chest. It gave him unrestricted access to her perfect pussy which he filled with every inch of his wonderful cock.
They reached a mind blowing mutual orgasm which left them dazed and exhausted. Ray gently lowered Cindy’s legs and they both sighed with contentment. A familiar sound began to penetrate their post-coital haze. Cindy looked around, giggled softly, and whispered in Ray’s ear, “We must have put on one great show. Everyone is making love.”
Ray studied the other three couples. All were in various stages of passionate entanglements. “I always said you brought out the best in me. Now it looks like you’ve brought out the best in all our friends.”
They kissed, then lay back to watch and listen to their friends making love. They’d get up and go to bed, but later. Now, both wanted to be a part of what their passion had started.
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The next day it was Bill and Robin’s turn to enjoy the services of three lovers. Still weary from her previous day’s escapades, Cindy was more than willing to let Ann and Sue handle most of the heavy loving with Bill.
As it turned out, both Robin and Bill were primarily interested in oral sex. “I guess you could say I want a good, and I mean really good, tongue lashing,” said Robin, as she shucked off her sheer nightgown. With that she lay back in bed, spread her legs and motioned for her harem to begin taking turns eating her out. The non-stop licking soon had climax after climax shaking her body. Only when her pussy had been licked to the point of numbness did she substitute her lover’s hard dicks for their tired tongues.
For his part, Bill wasted no time in putting his three lovers to work on his thick, solid cock with their teeth, lips and tongues. Ann took his balls and Sue his cock-head while Cindy worked up and down his ridged shaft. Their efforts soon had him blasting a load of cum into Sue’s waiting mouth.
After a quick break, he told Cindy and Sue to try and suck his dick back to life while Ann sat on his face and he ate her succulent snatch. Once his cock was again hard and ready for action, Bill turned Ann around and got in a 69 position with her. After a few minutes of furious sucking and licking, Bill shoved three fingers deep into Ann’s bubbling bush, triggering a violent orgasm that left her happy but wrung out.
He immediately had Sue take the smiling Ann’s place. As he licked and nibbled furiously on Sue’s sweet cunt, she sucked steadily on his throbbing cock. When Bill shoved three fingers into her slippery snatch, she gasped and shook with pleasure, but didn’t come. It was only when he pushed his remaining finger into her tight asshole that Sue experienced a body bending climax.
The look of contentment on Sue’s face never changed as she rolled off Bill and lay panting beside him on the floor. Cindy didn’t need to be told what Bill now wanted. The wanton, lustful look he gave her left no doubt that even after finishing off both Ann and Sue, he was still hungry for more pussy. And she knew the pussy he wanted to eat was hers.
There could be worse fates, thought Cindy, as she went over to Bill. The memory of his talented tongue made her weary pussy damp with anticipation. After kneeling astride Bill’s chest, she leaned forward and took the tapered head of his cock into her mouth. Then she lowered her hips down toward Bill’s face until she felt his tongue begin to stroke her dripping pussy.
Bill was so damn good. It was the reason the once super-serious Robin now always seemed in such a good mood and why Ann and Sue had such pleased expressions on their faces.
Cindy squirmed with delight under the assault of Bill’s talented tongue. Back when they were all single, he went down on her several times. He’d been enthusiastic and very good. Now he even more enthusiastic and was abso-fucking-lutely incredible! Obviously, he’d been practicing a lot, presumably on Robin. As Cindy shuddered in delight, she couldn’t help but envy her lucky friend for getting the steady services of Bill’s masterful tongue.
But Cindy was determined to give as good as she was getting and sucked on Bill’s hard, thick pole with all the energy and skill she could muster. While kneading his nuts, she bobbed her head up and down Bill’s fat shaft, sliding it deep inside her eager mouth. Her lips pressed hard against the sides of the stiff shaft. At the end of each upstroke, her tongue lashed against the swollen cock-head.
Meanwhile, Bill kept alternating between flicking his tongue against her engorged clit and swirling it around inside her churning cunt. That damn tongue is driving me wild, thought an ecstatic Cindy, as waves of pleasure surged through her.
By the time Bill had begun bucking and jerking toward an orgasm, Cindy was on the verge of her own climax. Despite her best efforts to postpone the inevitable, her body convulsed around Bill’s head under the force of an all-consuming orgasm.
Cindy’s passion triggered Bill’s own climax. He groaned and hunched his hips up toward her face. A flood of cum erupted from his straining cock. The sensations in her pussy, coupled with the explosion of Bill’s semen into her mouth, sent a second orgasm racing through Cindy. Involuntarily, she began grinding her pulsating pussy against Bill’s face, while working frantically to swallow his initial load. As the waves of passion rolling through her body began to lessen, she sucked out every drop of Bill’s cum, not stopping until his totally drained cock fell soft and limp from her semen coated lips.
It took Bill over an hour to recover from his triple 69. When he did, he fucked each girl, taking Cindy first, then Sue and finishing off with his hard, white, pole buried up to the root in Ann’s tight, brown bush.
That night, Cindy and Ray once again made slow, gentle love, then shared their experiences and expectations. Cindy admitted she was looking forward to another session with Tony’s tool the next day. It proved to be even better than she hoped.
Everyone slept last the next morning. Over breakfast, Ann and Robin told Cindy they were just as eager as she was to serve Tony and his giant cock. But it turned out the only way Robin could accommodate it was to let Tony take her doggie style. Even then, she had difficulty accepting his entire length. It took a lot of patience and lubricant, but judging from the look on her face when Tony shoved his huge hunk of hard meat into her stretched pussy, Robin felt the time was well spent.
To everyone’s amazement, when it was her turn the next day, the petite Ann offered to climb on top on Tony. After some trial and error, the head of his ponderous prick was positioned inside the pink opening to her vagina. Then with one long downward stroke, she took the entire length of that super pole into her amazing cunt. Only when the last couple of inches surged into her body did she let out a long, low moan.
After Ann finished, the three women began giving Tony’s tool their best oral attention. When he was once again ready for action, Cindy decided to emulate Ann. She told Tony to stay on his back and straddled his hips. When his giant cock-head was wedged between the lips of her vagina, she began to cautiously lower herself down that incredibly long, thick pole.
Something bigger than she ever believed possible was thrusting up into her body. As the last inch of Tony’s swollen shaft entered her pussy, Cindy was amazed at how much easier it had been to take him in this position.
For just a moment, she sat still, relishing the sensation of so much cock buried inside her body. Then she moved up and down slightly, thrilling to the feel of his shaft sliding past her hot, slick vaginal walls. Taking a deep breath, Cindy raised up until less than half that massive dick was still in her clutching cunt. As she prepared to plunge back down Tony’s super stick, she knew she was in for a memorable, mind-blowing fuck.
It took some time for everyone to recover. The break ended with them all working to coax Tony’s tool back to life. When that mission was accomplished, the three girls began receiving another helping of that monster meat. Once again Robin had to take Tony doggie style. But this time Ann decided to lay back and let Tony ram his prodigious pecker into her in the missionary position.
As she watched Tony at work, first on Robin and then on Ann, Cindy was massaging petroleum jelly into and around her well-used cunt. At first she was worried that if Tony came while doing either of her friends, he might be finished for the day. But after Ann achieved a soul stirring orgasm, Cindy was relieved to see him pull a very hard cock out of her well fucked cunt.
Waving at Tony to join her, Cindy rolled over on her back and positioned a small cushion under her plump ass. Spreading her legs wide, she took a deep breath and watched with stomach churning excitement as her Italian lover moved into position. Seconds later, his powerful, pussy pleasing prick was plunging deep inside her stretched and satisfied snatch.
It would prove to be a long and incredibly exhilarating coupling. When it ended, a limp and exhausted Cindy was left totally fucked out and in a state of blissful oblivion. The only thing she was conscious of was Tony’s last load of cum floating deep inside her body and his magnificent meat slowly softening inside her satiated snatch.
While Cindy as getting off on Tony’s tremendous tally-whacker, Ray was busy ravaging Sue’s awesome ass. Immediately after entering the bedroom, Sue had surprised and delighted the three men designated to serve her by announcing she wanted to get butt fucked.
Of course, the men were more than willing to oblige. Ray began the proceedings by carefully lubricating and preparing Sue for the upcoming ass assault. Then he plowed into her fantastic fanny. As Sue moaned and squirmed in ecstasy, Ray was again convinced she was a butt fuck for the ages.
Once Ray had emptied his nuts into Sue’s bowels, Bill quickly took his spot behind her ample ass. A few minutes later, he too deposited a load of cum into Sue’s rump.
Seconds after Bill pulled his now limp cock out of Sue’s cum filled ass, Jessie rushed to take his place. Jessie had always said he really dug butt fucking. As Ray knew, his problem was Ann didn’t share his enthusiasm for anal sex. But now Jessie had unlimited access to one of the great asses of all times. And not only was it ready for action, Sue was demanding service from the very willing Jessie. A big smile spread across Jessie’s face as his dark prick was swallowed up inside Sue’s tight, slippery and very willing white ass.
Later that day, Sue was convinced to try taking on all three guys at the same time. Ray got things going by laying on his back, then helping Sue climb on top and shove her neglected pussy down over his rock hard cock. Then Jessie moved to his favorite spot and slipped his dick into her cum filled ass. When the two men drove into her at the same time, Sue moaned and almost fainted.
Sue opened her eyes. Bill was standing in front of her. His flared cock-head bobbed inches from her face. Trembling with sexual energy, she wrapped her arms around his lean body while locking her full lips around his thick shaft. In this position, she was able to suck on Bill’s meat while savoring the incredible sensation of two cocks burrowing deep inside her body. It sent her hurtling toward a series of thundering orgasms.
Hours later, snores and the voices of Ray and Cindy were all that broke the silence inside the darkened lodge. They lay in each other’s arms, recounting the day’s sexual adventures. Their voices trailed off, followed by the sound of slow, sensual love-making, then all was silence.
The last day of the threesomes featured Jessie and Ann as the star attractions. Jessie spent most of his time butt fucking his attendants. Meanwhile, Ann insisted her three studs give her hard, straight sex and a whole lot of it.
Ann seemed insatiable. When her three lovers were screwed into temporary exhaustion, she had them take turns eating her savory snatch while the other two worked on her small, sensitive breasts. The men exchanged glances, wondering if she would outlast them all. Then Tony’s cock came back to life.
“Give me everything you’ve got, Tony,” said Ann. It was an open challenge. “Don’t hold back or worry about me. I can take all you’ve got anyway you bring it.”
Tony, who usually worried about hurting his partners, took Ann at her word. The big power-lifter placed her ankles on his broad shoulders and buried the full length of his colossal cock into her petite body. Then he took her in his arms and, in one fluid motion, stood. Ann gasped and wrapped her arms around his neck. Tony leaned back against a wall for support and began slamming hard, incredibly deep thrusts into the inner most recesses of her passion racked body.
Each time Tony’s massive hammer blasted into Ann’s tiny body, she’d grunt and her face would contort into a grimace. But if Tony eased back to see if she was okay, Ann would shake her head and insist he give it to her even harder.
To the amazement of Bill and Ray, Tony’s enormous cock seemed to be growing even bigger as it plunge remorselessly in and out of the moaning, writhing Ann. Sweat covered both panting bodies. Ann continued to demand and receive everything Tony could deliver. There was a shriek of erotic joy and she began twisting and shuddering on Tony’s unyielding cock. Then she collapsed against him in spent, satiated satisfaction.
In the other playroom, Jessie spent his day shoving his dark brown bone into three willing mouths, three hot cunts and three tight asses. That they were all white was nice. The color contrast was a turn-on for all of them. But for him, the biggest turn-on was each woman being a friend who was willing, even eager, to do whatever it took to please him.
It began with his butt-fucking each girl. In between all that ass fucking, he had them suck him back to life. As a change of pace, he also fucked each of them doggie style. For Jessie, taking the three women from behind gave him an almost overwhelming sense of power and potency. What made it extra special was his wife’s friends joining in the scene, not just serving as passive orifices for his lust. The way they laughed and teased one another while taking turns letting him shove his dark dagger into their willing bodies made Jessie feel able to fuck them into happy oblivion.
And he damn near did. After having fucked all three girls to a temporary exhaustion, Jessie pulled his stiff prick out of Cindy’s well fucked bottom and moved over to Sue. “You’ve got the finest ass in the world lady. It was so good the first time, I’ve just got to have it again.”
Although her ass was more than just a little sore, Sue smiled at the compliment. She had gotten a chance to rest while watching Jessie in action butt fucking Ann and Cindy. Now she leaned over the couch, offering him unrestricted access to the object of his desire, her perfect ass.
“Oh, hell yes,” said Jessie, as he moved into position. After forcing his oversized cock-head past her tight sphincter muscle, Jessie lunged forward, driving his cock into her outstanding ass for the second time that day. Sue pushed back against his thrusts as her tight, hot ass clutched hungrily at his unyielding shaft.
Jessie grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them wide, allowing every inch of his long, slender dick to enter her bouncing bottom. Soon, they were both getting off on the sensual feel of Jessie massaging Sue’s soft, smooth bottom while his cock hammered in and out of her tight hole and his nuts slapped against her pussy. Each time he slammed into her ass, Sue would grunt and shake her bottom. These intensely sexy sensations soon had Jessie building toward another climax.
Sue’s body continued to shake under the force of his increasingly violent assault. She moaned softly, but it was impossible to tell if she were begging for mercy or for more hard meat. Then Jessie made one last savage thrust into her bottom as one more load of sperm was wrenched from his aching nuts and deposited deep inside Sue’s beautiful butt.
It was the ever practical Robin who reminded Sue and Ann that the next day was Cindy’s birthday. They soon agreed on the perfect present. Tomorrow, the three of them would go shopping. Cindy would stay back at the lodge with all four men at her disposal.
“We’ll bring supper when we come back,” Robin told Cindy. “Just be sure you’ve worn out the guys. The three of us are whipped and need a day off.”
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The next morning, Ann, Sue and Robin left early for a day of serious, after-Christmas, shopping in a nearby town. With big, knowing grins, they had sympathized with Cindy, who was a devoted shopper, about missing the trip. “But someone has to stay here and keep these guys from getting bored,” said Ann, echoing the insincere condolences of Robin and Sue.
As Cindy stood on the porch watching at the vanishing car, she felt a tinge of mixed emotions. Spending the day shopping with her friends would have been fun. But this was one shopping trip she didn’t mind missing.
She also felt cold. It was clear and sunny, but the temperature was somewhere below freezing. All she had on was slippers, a satin nightgown, and Ray’s thermal jacket.
She turned and with a smile of anticipation, studied the four grinning men, her studs. They were standing around the cabin door, waiting for her. “Well, let’s see what we can do to keep you guys from getting bored,” she said, as she walked past them into the cabin.
There was a knot of excitement in her stomach and her legs were a little shaky. No wonder, she thought, with a nervous little giggle. After all, she was about to spend the entire day with four guys who, judging from the expressions on their faces and the bulges in their jeans, were ready, willing, and more than able to fulfill her every sexual desire.
The only problem was which of her many sexual desires she most wanted fulfilled. Then she recalled Ray mentioning how Robin had her three men eat her pussy until she begged for mercy. The mental image had been a huge turn-on. It still was. So she decided to start the day’s activities by being the recipient of some serious cunnilingus.
She was also eager for another group session. Taking on three guys at one time had been an incredible high. With four guys now available for duty, it should be even better. She wasn’t certain how to handle a fourth man, but knew she’d have fun solving that pleasant problem.
Of course, she had every intention of making sure Tony’s prodigious pole was planted deep inside her eager young pussy, and just as often as possible.
When she heard the front door close, Cindy turned to face her four lovers-in-waiting. “Okay, while I’m spending a little quality time in the bathroom, you guys straighten up the living room. Then get out the sofa bed mattress and find a place for it near the fireplace. If it doesn’t have a clean sheet, put one on and find some pillows. Last but not least, fix me a screwdriver. Make it a good one.”
Once in the bathroom she took her time putting on some make-up, then she stripped and checked herself out in the long mirror on the back of the door. Even though she still didn’t think she had a great figure, Cindy had to admit she’d seen a lot worse bodies than the one she now studied in the mirror.
She tested her high breasts springy plumpness. “I can still pass the pencil test,” she thought with a smile.
Then she slipped her fingers down and over her smooth, slightly rounded belly, enjoying the feel of her warm skin. She watched her fingers ease into dark, curly pubic hairs, then felt them touch her sensitive pussy lips. Thoughts of the incredible stimulation they were about to receive made her stomach churn with anticipation.