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An elegant woman in her early forties stood up and walked to the front of the
stage and leaning forward gently licked Carol's tits for a moment or two before
going on her way to the ladies room.  Ian felt his balls contract painfully and
he shot his remaining spunk up into his wife's hot hole.

After a moment Carol stood, watery cum dripping from her pussy and reaching
between her legs caught some in her palm and licked it off.  Then she twisted
at the waist and looked lovingly at her husband.  'Sorry' she mouthed before
turning to the audience once more.

The look of challenge was clear for all to see.

>From the back of the room a middle-aged man stood up and strode forward. 
Without a word he grasped Carol and lifted her easily off the stage.  Silently
he turned her and pushed her down so that her arse was raised high and her tits
were squashed onto the carpeted floor of the stage.  Without pre-amble he
whipped his hard cock out of his trousers and slammed it into Carol's dripping
cunt.

Savagely he rammed in and out of her making her moan and groan with the sheer
power of his thrusts.  Frank watched as this demure, beautiful suburban wife
shoved her hips back to meet the hard thrusts of the complete stranger, her
husband lying on the stage, jeans around his ankles, grimacing as his tortured
penis began to swell again.

On and on the man fucked her as she called out obscenely, urging him to shaft
her deeper and harder until with a loud shout he straightened and pumped his
seed deep into her.

As Frank watched another man came forward and turning her on her back took over
where the first man had left off.  As he pistoned into her Frank turned on the
butt plug and Carol let out a scream of pure pleasure as her body was wracked
by her convulsing climax.

Man after man took her that evening, ramming her cum filled twat, tweaking her
nipples, mauling her tits and as each one fell away she called out for more. 
In her frenzied state she willingly tongued out the cunt of more than one woman
who climbed onto the stage and lowered themselves onto her face.

Hot cum ran down her thighs, between the cheeks of her arse and puddled under
her buttocks. Her cunt glistened under a coating of sticky spunk as she
screamed out in total wanton abandonment.  And all the while her husband and
Frank watched.

Eventually it had to end and when the last man had withdrawn from her she lay
still on her back gasping.

Slowly she raised herself and walked over to Frank.  Once more she lowered her
face to his and kissed him hard.  'Thankyou' she whispered into his ear.

Frank stood and signalling to Ian to follow he walked her out of the club to
the rapturous applause of the assembled patrons.  Naked she followed him down
the alley, cum running down her legs, to the car.  As she climbed into the back
seat of the car Frank smiled at the serene smile that lit her face.

When they reached Frank's house he helped her out of the car and together they
walked onto the terrace with Ian following.  Without a word Ian sank to his
knees and gently parted his wife's thighs.

Gently and carefully he licked and cleaned her enflamed, distended red pussy. 
When he had finished he stood up and left them, returning to his room without a
word.

Frank reached between her legs and carefully pulled the butt plug from her
arse.  She looked at him and lust returned to her eyes.  'I know' he said
quietly and undid the zipper of his trousers to free his cock.

She took it in her hand and gently massaged it to stiffness before leaning down
and wetting it with her mouth.  Then she bent over the balcony and spread her
arse cheeks very deliberately.  Frank moved behind her and slid his hot cock
into her expanded anus.

Despite the stretching it had received all evening she groaned aloud as she
felt his length force into her.  Slowly and carefully he slid it in and out of
her as she trembled under him.  For what seemed like hours they maintained the
position watching the setting sun go down as he maintained a slow rhythm that
induced one small climax after another in her.  Eventually she heard him moan
softly and she smiled as she felt him pump his cum into her.

Carol awoke the next morning and rolling over looked at the man who had so
completely taken control of her.  Gently she pushed the sheet aside to reveal
his strong legs and she lay looking at his fat, limp cock capping his heavy
balls.  She reached between her own legs and gently massaged her aching cunt
for a few minutes before getting off the bed and going into the bathroom where
she stood under the shower for half an hour.

When she returned Frank was sitting up on the bed drinking a cup of tea.  'Are
you alright' he asked gently.

'How did you know' she replied, kneeling on the bed at his feet.

'I didn't' he grinned 'for sure that is.  I just had a hunch that you wanted to
experience something more than you have had before.  It appears that I was
right.'

'What I cannot believe is how excited Ian is about all this' she said, her
voice trembling ever so slightly.  'I mean watching his wife turn in to the
biggest slut of all time'.

Frank smiled and reached forward to her.  He pulled her across his thighs and
without a word she began to gently grind her pussy over his prick.  Soon it
began to swell and when he was hard Carol reached between them and guided it
into her wet pussy, wincing as it stretched her still sore cunt.  Frank pulled
her down so that her tits squashed against her chest and she slowly and
carefully slid up and down his rigid tool.

'Ian' Frank called.  A moment later the door opened and in he walked.  'Lick
your wife's beautiful arsehole' he ordered and Ian immediately dropped onto the
bed and began to probe her anus with his tongue initiating moans of lust from
his wife.

Frank reached down and spread the cheeks of her arse.  'Put your cock in' he
said quietly to Ian.

Without a word Ian undid his jeans and took out his prick.  Rubbing saliva over
its knob he placed it against her crinkled hole and as Carol slid back down
Frank's tool he pushed.  Carol bit Frank's shoulder hard as she felt the second
prick enter her body.  The intense feeling of being filled overwhelmed her and
tears slid down her cheek as she slowly drew forwards so that both cock only
just remained inside her.

She held Frank's gaze for a long moment, smiled and pushed back as hard as she
could.  Her scream of pain and delight filled the room as she felt the two men
slam back into her.  The feeling was indescribable to her and she repeated the
act.

'C'mon boys fuck me like the slut I am' she called 'fuck my cunt, fuck my ass,
fuck me you hot bastards'.  Again and again she rammed herself back before
pulling herself forward and screaming at them to fuck her.  A torrent of words
fell from her mouth as she goaded them to fill her fuller with their meat. 
Frank took her left nipple in his mouth and held it secure in his teeth as she
bucked furiously on the two cocks.

Screaming, moaning and thrashing wildly she entered her biggest ever orgasm as
Ian splashed the inside of her arse with his cum and she was only dimly aware
of the hot gush of Frank's spunk in her cunt.

With a load moan she slumped forward onto Frank's chest, twitching as Ian's
cock was pulled from her.  Frank held her tight and stroked her hair as she
slowly came down from the pinnacle she had so recently climbed.  With a flick
of his head he instructed Ian to leave the room.  Ian did as he was told. 
Frank held her like this for an hour as she slept all the while his long cock
remained snugly between her swollen lips.

Eventually she stirred and the first thing she saw was his contented smile. 
'Had enough' he asked.  Smiling she shook her head.  Frank slapped her arse and
rolled her off him laughing and shaking his head.

Downstairs they gathered in the kitchen for breakfast of coffee and croissants.
 'After breakfast Ian, you will return home' said Frank in a tone that brooked
no argument 'Carol will be returned to you, unharmed at 6.00pm tomorrow
evening.  Ian looked miserably to his wife who smiled reassuringly at him
before resuming her coffee.  A few minutes later Ian had left the table and ten
minutes after that they heard the wheels of his car crunching on the gravel as
he drove away.

After the two of them had finished breakfast Frank led Carol back upstairs and
made her lie on the bed.  He went into the bathroom and returned a minute later
with a small tub from which he took a white substance.  Carefully he applied
the ointment to Carol's red labia and then he sat back.  For a moment she lay
there and then she started to writhe on the bed as she felt her cunt start to
burn almost unbearably.  For a full minute she moaned and sobbed as pain
flooded through her but then she felt her pussy cool and a few moments later
she felt entirely renewed, all pain and soreness having left her.

Carefully Frank wiped the rest of the ointment from her lips and then bending
his head he lapped gently at her pussy, worming his tongue in and out of her
rapidly moistening hole.  Shifting round on the bed he brought his cock up to
Carol's mouth and she did not need to be asked to wrap her lips around its
fullness.

Frank nibbled Carol's clit carefully, tugging and teasing it before dipping his
tongue back into her wet slot.  As he did this he used his chin to bring
pressure onto her inflamed nub and she bucked under him as he worked her into a
passionate frenzy.  Needing air Carol moved her lips off his rampant tool and
breathed deeply.  She caught the scent of his cock, a mixture of her cream and
his and she moaned aloud in wanton abandonment, bringing her tongue up between
the cheeks of his bottom until she found his tight anus.

Boldly she made her tongue rigid and poked it at his hole.  She felt him shiver
and attack her pussy with renewed vigour.  Enjoying the reward of her assault,
she grabbed his hips and drew her mouth firmly against his arsehole.  As he
felt her contact on this sensitive area Frank went wild, eating her pussy
harder and harder, twisting and pulling at her hard clit which in turn
increased her arousal so that in a few moments the two of them were thrashing
around on the bed glued to each other as they brought each other higher and
higher.

Releasing his hips Carol squashed her breasts around his impressive knob and
squeezed hard, using her tits to wank him as he buried his tongue deep into her
fiery twat.  All the while she licked at his anus until with a shudder she felt
him shoot hot cum all over her belly.  Her smile of victory was short-lived as
she entered the sublime arena of her own climax and the two of them panted and
moaned in unison as wave upon wave of pleasure engulfed them.

Later when they had calmed they lay wrapped in each other's arms, kissing
tenderly and stroking each other gently, warmed by the sun that streamed
through the open bedroom window listening to the birds wheel and dive outside.

Eventually Frank got up, showered and put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. 
Returning to the bedroom he looked admiringly at the sexy woman lying on his
bed.  'Get up' he ordered her 'and get dressed'.

Then he turned to the wardrobe and selected a short cotton frock and tossed it
to her as she swung her legs over the side of the bed.  'You won't need
underwear' he grinned.

'You are joking' she said as she slipped the dress over her shoulders 'look how
short this thing is'.

The dress was indeed short and barely covered half her thighs.  Additionally,
due to the loose fit, at certain times and at certain angles it was easy to see
her full tits through the armholes.  Lastly, although Carol did not realise
this, when she stood in the sunlight Frank was able to see right through the
thin fabric.  'Perfect' he said.

Taking her by the arm he led her down the path onto the beach and they strolled
along the sand past the scattering of holiday makers.  Seeing a young couple
lying, sunbathing, Frank purposefully walked close by them so that when the
reclining man opened his eyes as they their shadows fell over him he was
treated to a perfect view of Carol's bare arse as it swayed under her dress.

His girlfriend, also observing this, muttered 'Tart' and slapped her boyfriend
hard.  Carol's cheeks reddened at the term but inwardly she found herself
excited at the thought of the stranger seeing her nakedness.  When they were
thirty yards behind them Frank very deliberately lifted the hem of her frock so
that the young man received a final, very welcome view of Carol's perfect
behind.

Carol turned crimson but her pace did not falter and she made no effort to push
the skirt back down.  Presently they found a secluded place amongst the rocks
inhabited y only an old man who sat patiently attending his fishing rod.

Carefully Frank positioned Carol so that the old man could see her out of the
corner of his eye, although the fisherman appeared not to realise they were
there.  For some time they sat quietly, Frank's arm around her shoulders.

'Raise your skirt and masturbate' he said in his simple authoritative manner. 
Carol knew at this moment that she was utterly powerless to resist the whims of
this strange man who sat beside her.  

He watched quietly as she raised the front of her frock and, spreading her
legs, slid her right hand down over her pubis.  Closing her eyes she ran her
fingers lightly over her lips acutely aware of the old man not ten yards from
where she sat.  Gradually familiar feelings began to course through her as she
dipped her fingers gently into her saturated cunt.

Bringing her left hand down she rubbed at her clitoris as she curled the
fingers of her right into her pussy to rub at the wall behind her pubic bone. 
Occasionally the feeling was so intense that she shivered and groaned.  'Open
you eyes, Carol' she heard him whisper.

Knowing what she would see she slowly did as she was told and saw the old man
watching her intently, all thoughts of his previous occupation gone,  he made
no pretence about watching this beautiful girl frig herself in front of him. 
Carol held his gaze as her fingers roamed over and in her pussy, spreading her
copious juice all over her shining, bare cunt.

She watched as he quietly slid his hand down the front of his old jeans and
rubbed his cock through the hard material.  Pure lust swept over her as she
thrust three fingers deep into her pussy and then slowly withdrew them before
bringing them to her mouth.  Frank seized her wrist and changed her direction
and it was his mouth that licked the glistening juice from her.

The old man, shifted around to watch more easily as Carol returned her fingers
to her pussy and humped them into herself in short, sharp thrusts.  Emboldened
by the relative seclusion and the spectacle he was witnessing he released his
cock from his trousers and began to rub it expertly.  This pushed Carol to
another plane as she attacked her own pussy feverishly.

At a sign from Frank the old man stood up and hobbled awkwardly over to stand
in front of Carol.  Frank watched as the old man devoured the sight before him,
furiously rubbing his old member until with a gurgling groan he splattered the
front of Carol's dress with a surprising amount of come.  Carol stepped over
the edge into that familiar world of her own orgasm, her eyes tight shut as she
ground down on her fingers.

When she opened her eyes again, a minute later, the old man had returned to
where he had been sitting.  As Carol and Frank rose to leave he smiled
gratefully at them and waved farewell.  Carol searched her memory to find the
last time that she had felt as sexually fulfilled as this man beside her had
accomplished.  The answer when it came back was never.

On they strolled until they came to a café/bar on the edge of the beach. 
Entering it took some moments for their eyes to adjust to the gloom of the
small place.  Taking a table they enjoyed the coolness afforded them by the
shade and sipped at the long cool drinks that Frank had ordered.

Their attention centred on a couple sitting at another table.  The man was
short, balding and running to fat, the woman, tall with a pinched face and
unkempt hair dragged into a bun.  The woman was berating the glum looking man
for having forgotten to pack her sunglasses.  On and on she went, all the while
the man sat meekly accepting the verbal assault.

Finally the woman rose and stalked out, stopping at the door and telling him
not to forget to pay the bill.  Carol and Frank watched as he rose slowly and
walked over to the counter.  They heard him ask where the toilet was as he
handed over the money to the cashier.

Instantly Frank was on his feet and dragging Carol behind him he crossed the
floor and entered the door marked 'Gentlemen'.  Quickly he closed the door and
pushed Carol into one of the two cubicles in the small room.

A moment or two later the small man entered the room and stepped up to the
urinal to relieve himself.  When he had finished he turned to the sink, nodding
a greeting at Frank as men do in public lavatories.  Having washed his hands
the man dried them and turned to leave.  As he did so Frank grasped his arm
firmly and literally shoved him into the cubicle.

The man stared in utter disbelief at Carol, who sensing what was to take place
had taken off her skimpy dress and now stood naked, wearing only a welcoming
smile.  Not giving the man a chance to say anything she yanked at his shorts
and allowed his prick to jump free.

Carol sank to her knees and took the man's prick in her hot mouth, surprised at
the respectable size of the small man's organ.  Deftly she sucked on his
length, delighted to feel it stiffen instantly under the ministrations of her
wicked tongue.  Within a minute the man had swelled to full stiffness.

Not allowing him a moment to think she stood up and steered him to the toilet
seat pushing him in the chest so that he fell back, his cock rising out of a
tangle of pubic hair.  Grabbing his cock she rubbed the head against her hot
twat and without a pause slid down on his rigid length.

As his tool sank straight into her wet cunt the man couldn't hold back and
uttered his first and last words. 'Fucking hell'.

He lasted less than a minute as Carol furiously rode up and down on his cock
and the moment she felt his come flood into her she pulled herself upright,
grabbed her dress and slipping it back on, left the room.  A moment later she
returned to the shell-shocked man, who hadn't moved, and leaning down, kissed
him lightly on the cheek.  Grinning she turned and rejoined Frank in the main
area of the café.

As they left they bumped into the haughty wife who asked them if they had seen
her husband in the café.  Carol screamed with laughter and ran off down the
path, shaking with mirth.  Frank sauntered after her, smiling broadly at the
confused woman.


When finally Frank caught up with her she hung around his neck, crying with
laughter.  'That was the wildest thing I think I have ever done' she sobbed
through her tears.  He smiled and stroked her hair tenderly as they turned to
walk back towards the house.  Carol burst into  hysterical laughter as they
once more passed the couple from the bar.  She glared and he smiled.  Over
their laughter they both clearly heard the man tell the woman to '..bloody well
fuck off  back to your mother's then'.

Once they were back in the seclusion of the house Carol went to the bathroom
and quickly strip washed to remove the dried semen of the small man from her
thighs.  Returning to the living area downstairs she saw that Frank was talking
to someone.  As she entered the room the other person turned and Carol saw that
she was a cute looking, woman with short, red hair perhaps thirty years old. 
At her feet sat a large black case.

Carol this is Jen' Frank introduced them to each other.  'Jen is here to lend
us a hand, so to speak'.  As he spoke he beckoned them to follow him.  Jen
smiled and picked up the case.

Frank opened a door that led into a large room that Carol had not been in
before.  It had in the centre a large table and to one side there was an
equally large settee.  It appeared that this was a study of some kind and Carol
saw that it had large picture windows looking out over the sea.  Frank strode
over to the windows and at the flick of a switch curtains glided across the
glass so that almost at once the room was plunged into darkness.

Next he turned on a set of lights that bathed the room in a luxurious glow. 
Finally he retrieved a large mahogany, brass bound box.  Gesturing to Carol to
join him she walked across the soft carpet to his side.

'You are about to indulge in the ultimate form of exhibitionism, Carol' Frank
said quietly.  'You are about to be a star' he paused for effect and nodded
towards Jen.

Carol turned slowly and her eyes grew steadily wider as she saw what Jen was
doing.  At that moment she was affixing a video camera to a tripod and Carol
saw that she had already rigged two portable lights aimed at the table.  She
turned back to Frank and stared in disbelief at his tranquil face.

'Two copies' he said quietly 'one for my collection and the other for you'. 
Then, strangely, he held out his hand and grasping hers shook it.  She smiled
at him then.  A smile of total wanton sexual ecstasy.

'Open the box and start when you are ready' he whispered in her ear before
turning and seating himself on the settee in front of the table.

'One moment' she said and ran out of the room.

One moment was twenty minutes but when she returned the sight that befell
Frank's eyes was worth the wait.

Carol stood in a black cocktail dress, black stockings and black high heels. 
Her blonde hair was curled on top of her head and she had applied the most
subtle of make-up that enhanced every aspect of her beauty.  Even her walk had
altered to a graceful slide so that as she crossed the room she did not appear
to move a muscle.  Frank watched transfixed.

When she reached the table she turned. Leant her buttocks against the edge and
swung herself up onto the surface.  Rising to her feet she began to sway to
some subtle rhythm, gyrating her hips and pushing out her breasts as her hands
slid over her thighs and across her smooth belly.

On she went dancing like someone in a trance, her fingers raising the hem of
her dress every so often to reveal the tops of the sheer stockings she was
wearing.  All the while Jen recorded the action on videotape.  Carol's motions
became more daring and she pushed her dress up until it remained rucked around
her waist to reveal a pair of black cotton, high-cut panties.

Delicately she traced the prominent outline of her full pussy lips through the
fine fabric occasionally pushing it up into her sticky slit so that soon the
material showed her excitement through the tell-tale damp patch.  On and on she
went, pushing the flimsy dress higher until with a fluid movement she drew it
over her head and threw it to the floor to reveal her naked breasts.

The woman on the table looked quite staggering as she swayed to her own music. 
Jen found that she had a hand down the front of her jeans as she taped the
action in front of her.

Carol bent down and opened the box, reached in and withdrew a gold-tipped
vibrator.  The thing buzzed into life and she rolled the tip over her taut
nipples, moaning softly to herself as delicious tremors ran through her.  With
a savage wrench she ripped her panties off and sank to her knees, legs spread
wide showing her glorious pussy to the camera.

She looked at Frank and smiled as she saw that he had his penis in his hand and
was slowly pulling on it.  She sighed as she ran the vibrator deep into her
pussy and she stayed like this for several minutes fucking herself slowly with
the buzzing dildo.  Then without warning she pulled it out and licked it clean
as if it was a man's prick, sliding it in and out of her mouth before tossing
it over her shoulder.  Jen let her jeans fall to the floor as she massaged her
own pussy at the spectacle in front of her.

Carol, meanwhile, dipped into the box beside her and pulled out an enormous
pink dildo.  Sucking it she lay on her back before opening her legs as wide as
she could.  Taking a deep breath she pushed the phallus against the sodden lips
of her cunt and gasped as the big head slid past her outer portal.  Ever so
slowly she fed the huge cock into her gaping cunt until she only had enough of
it left to keep a grip on.  Pinching her nipples with her free hand she began
to pull the prick out of her, acutely aware of the filthy sucking sound it made
as it left her sticky hole.

In and out of her twat she plunged the cock and each time her cunt slurped
disgustingly.  The noise of it was enough to allow Jen to tremble into a little
orgasm of her own as she played with her tiny clit, her eyes never leaving
Carol's gaping puss.

Carol slid off the table and went to kneel in front of Frank who leaned back in
his chair his hand sliding off his hard, erect tool.  With a grin Carol bobbed
forward and licked the pre-cum off its tip, delighting in the way Frank
twitched as she made contact.

Again she leaned forward and this time slid her lips all the way down his
shaft, stopping only when she reached his balls.  Laying the dildo she still
held to one side she cupped his sack and fondled his heavy nuts as she gave him
the best blow job he could ever remember receiving.

Standing once more she turned her back to Frank and straddled his thighs,
reaching between her legs to grasp his tool.  Jen took the camera off the
tripod and came and knelt a few feet away, focusing close up on Frank's knob as
it rose to meet Carol's anus.

Slowly Carol worked the large head into her rectum and then when she was ready
she simply let go, sitting down hard.  Her scream mingled with the explosive
groan Frank emitted as his cock rammed straight into her arsehole.  He
jack-knifed upwards and grasped her tits reflexively as she raised herself once
more before plunging down onto his straining member.

Time and again she slammed his meat into her tight hole, revelling in the
strong, manly grunt she heard from Frank each time she impaled herself. 
Leaning forward she retrieved the dildo from the floor and raised herself up
once more.  Holding the rigid phallus with both hands she brought it to rest
inside the lips of her streaming pussy.  Jen sensing something extraordinary
was about to happen widened the shot to take in Carol's face and a  moment
later she captured the most incredible scene she had ever taken as Carol once
more let go.

This time the dildo entered her cunt as Frank's cock surged up her arsehole. 
The combination of the two intrusions sparked a climax Carol did not know was
in her.  She screamed aloud and desperately started to rise the two cocks as
fast as she could as orgasm after orgasm hit her like sledgehammers.  She was
oblivious to Frank pumping stream after stream of hot spunk deep into her as
she gave in to the cataclysmic pinnacle she had reached.

On and on she pumped, riding his cock with total abandonment, oblivious to the
groans of pain that emanated from Frank, oblivious too to the cries of Jen as
she spurted her own love juice down her thighs.

Suddenly she went absolutely rigid and fell forward onto the carpet.  Frank
could only lie there gasping for breath as she lay in a kneeling position on
the floor, cum dripping form the two inch circle that was her normally tight
ring, a large pink dildo protruding from her shaven cunt.  Jen dropped the
camera at this point so Carol would always regret not having actually seen her
lean forward and stick her tongue deep into the contracting hole and lap at
Frank's spunk.

As Jen straightened up Carol rolled onto her side and smiled adoringly up at
Frank who could only look in awe at this extraordinary woman who lay at his
feet.  He slid forward until he was kneeling beside her and kissed her gently
on the forehead.  Carol closed her eyes and slept.

She awoke to find herself curled up in the master bedroom of the house.  Frank
was not beside her when she looked but there on the pillow was a note and a
video tape.  Sitting upright she took the note and read it.

'Dear Carol,

There is not a lot that I wish to say to you other than you are the most
breathtaking woman I have ever met.

Saying goodbye to you is not something I wish to do so please forgive me for
not being around.  I have ordered a taxi to collect you at 5.00pm (Don't worry,
it has been paid for).

In a way I should be cross at you.  I have, as you must have suspected, done
this sort of thing before but I will not do it again with any other woman.  No
woman could match you.

Be well and take good care.

Frank'

Carol smiled to herself and climbed off the bed.  She showered and dressed
before packing her case, not forgetting the video off the bed.  She heard the
taxi sound his horn and went down the stairs.

She was just about to close the front door when she paused.  Telling the driver
to take her case she turned back into the hall and walked over to a small
table.  Taking out a small notebook and pen she carefully noted his telephone
number.

'I think I might be needing this sometime' she thought to herself.  'Soon'.


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