From: an332173@anon.penet.fi (Lucky Man) Reply-To: an332173@anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Crossings, Chapter One (MF,MM+F,FF,FFM,wife,slut) Date: Sun, 30 Jul 1995 06:11:26 UTC Organization: Anonymous forwarding service Message-ID: <061316Z30071995@anon.penet.fi> CROSSINGS, (M/F, M/M+/F, FF, MF/F, wife, sluts) The following is for adults over the age of 18, only. If you are below the age of 18, do not read this work. If you are offended by graphic language, graphic descriptions of sexual encounters, and/or erotic story telling please, do not read this. You have been warned. There is some mention of actual places in this work. Rest assured that the activities described herein did not occur at those places. Copyright 1995, the author. All rights reserved. Any reproduction of this work outside the confines of the usenet news group, alt.sex.stories, without the explicit permission of the author is prohibited. Archiving of this work is permitted provided such an archive is on a system where potential readers have been validated to be over the age of 18, where access is free, download time is free, and the author is informed of the complete location of the archive for verification purposes. Archiving on E-mail request-type servers is permitted provided the author is informed in advance of the address and request procedures. All other use, including but not limited to commercial use of this work is prohibited without the permission of the author. The author may be reached at the anonymous address contained in the header of this post. This notice may not be removed. Comments are invited via E-mail only. Requests for reposts will be ignored if not made through posts to alt.sex.stories.d. ************ Chapter One My wife, Susan, a thirty-five year-old mother of twins, is simply the most amazing person I know. She worked as an executive for a large advertising company during the day. At night, she is the most vivacious, interesting, exciting person I have ever met. During our seventeen year marriage, we both graduated from college, gained great jobs, and sent our two children off to college. Since we had children at an early age, accomplishing what we have accomplished has not always been easy, but it has been worth it. Now, that our children are at college and we have more time together, we decided we would put our needs first for a change and that is how our new found freedom began. One night, after making love, I decided to ask Susan about her fantasies. It was not easy since Susan, while a great lover, is very shy about such things. I had to move slowly. I asked her if there was anything that she would like to do sexually that we have not done. To my surprise, she said she would like to get a makeover, dress-up in provocative clothes, and have me pick her up at a bar. The thought excited me, but we put it aside because of our careers--or at least I thought it was. Two weeks later, I found out differently. I was out of town on business and called my wife to let her know I had arrived safely at my destination. Susan was relieved because she always worried about my flying so frequently. During our conversation, she brought up her fantasy again while I listened intently to her plans. Susan said on the day I was to return, she would get the makeover, purchase the outfit she wanted to wear and would meet me at the airport bar. Needless to say, I was very excited and could not wait to get home. I didn't know what to expect, but I was sure happy. I finished my work in near record time then telephoned to inform Susan of my arrival time the next day. That night, I could hardly go to sleep with all the possible images of Susan filling my head. It took all the strength I had to keep from masturbating at the flood of intense images. I finally drifted off to sleep. I dreamt about the activities of the next day. The flight home was uneventful but when we got into the area, a snow storm forced a weather hold. An announcement in the cabin told us that we would be no later than an hour late as they cleared the runways and taxiways. I was nearly exploding with anticipation and then this happens! Talk about sweet denial. I was beside myself. Finally, the plane landed, and I made my way to the airport bar. I looked at every woman in the bar but did not see my wife. I figured she was late because of the weather and decided to call home to see if she had even left. I got the answering machine meaning Susan was either on her way or stuck in this areas legendary traffic. I went back to the bar and ordered a beer but my wife was not there. After I finished my beer, I decided to check out the larger restaurant/bar on the main concourse. I walked into the bar and was immediately struck by the sight of this absolute knockout of a woman sitting at the bar talking to two men dressed in business suits. Could this possibly be Susan? It did not look like her. This woman was wearing bright red high heels, white lace stockings, a red leather mini-skirt, and a red leather jacket. She looked like a model. Her dark brown hair cascaded down her back and in front, framed her face in curls. Her hair style reminded me of a wild animal--a lioness. As I stood staring, she turned my way. I was shocked to find that the woman was indeed Susan. I could barely contain the bulge in my pants. She shot me a shocked look, but managed to motion me to a table nearby. As I sat watching the three of them talk I noticed Susan looked more raw and excited than I had seen her since we married. I noticed the other persons in the bar staring at her as she talked with the two persons and sipped her drink. The waitress serving my table came to take my order and returned with a beer and a note. The note, clearly written before Susan arrived at the airport, naturally was from my spouse. "It's so good to see you, my love. I hope you don't mind that I'm not rushing over to give you a huge welcome home kiss and a rub of the bulge in your pants, but I have been thinking and there is more to this fantasy than I have let on. You see, I want to be picked up by another man at a bar. This has no bearing on our marriage and my love for you. I hope you understand. If you understand, please stay, watch, and order a shot of Jack Daniel's to signify your understanding. If you don't understand, please leave now and I will follow you." Stunned, I did not know what to think. How long had she been feeling such things? How dare she do this to me in a public place? How far was she going to go with this fantasy? I thought it was for me! I sat and stewed over those questions. Just as I was getting up to leave, I looked at my wife and saw a look of complete disappointment on her face. I have always been a very open person when it came to sex, but in all our years together I never cheated. I have had opportunities, but I never did anything. But, the look of disappointment on her face was enough to shock all the anger out of me. I never saw anyone who looked so good look so disappointed. I motioned for the waitress and ordered a shot of Jack Daniel's. The table Susan motioned me to was in such a position to give me a clear view of the three of them at the bar. I took my shot of Jack Daniel's and looked at Susan. The look of disappointment had left, now. In its place was the look of a lioness on the prowl. As they ordered another round of drinks, I noticed that two persons had begun touching my wife's hair and letting their arms rest on her back. They were laughing and clearly getting along very well. After another round of drinks--with me not knowing what to think sitting alone at a table--she got up to excuse herself and gave each man a kiss on the cheek and let her hand stray to their crotches. As she turned to leave, every head in the place turned to watch my wife. As she passed my table, she dropped something on the floor. "Miss, you dropped this." I said. "I don't need it," said my spouse. "But you might want to read it," she whispered as she left for the women's room. "My dearest husband, thank you. I was very afraid that you might think less of me if I told you about my fantasy. I am so relieved you understand. Please, finish your drink, and I'll be home later tonight to tell you all about it." Now, she was telling me to leave? After I thought about it, it made sense. My anger abated. Replacing anger was a different emotion: Erotic feelings fed by different visions; visions of her making love to another man. I was getting excited and decided to take a cab home. Susan, thinking ahead, had a precooked meal ready for my arrival. As I ate, all I could think about was Susan. As had happened last night, I enjoyed the most erotic visions I had ever had. I could not wait for Susan to get home. I had been asleep on the couch for a couple of hours when I awoke because of a noise outside. Susan had returned. I got up and rushed to the door to meet her. There she was. All 5' 9", 35-24-34, 115 pounds of her. She looked flushed, but still impeccable. Everything about her was perfectly in place. I wondered if she had gone through with her fantasy? As I kissed her, she gave my crotch a stroke and said, "Go downstairs and wait for me." I obliged. She arrived downstairs, still dressed to kill, with a video tape that she inserted into the VCR. I looked around the room for our video camera but could not find it. Had she made a tape of the event? As the tape started, I could tell shooting took place in a local hotel--I mean, hotel rooms are hotel rooms. The two men and my wife had entered the room then my wife instructed them to sit down and make themselves comfortable. Susan tuned in a rock music station on the radio in the room then asked one of the men to dance. My wife leaned over, kissed me gently, and said, "Now, it starts." As we kissed, Susan stroked my crotch. The man joined my wife at the foot of the bed and started to move with her. As they danced, the other man joined in from behind my wife. The first man moved his hands to Susan's waist and they kissed; slowly at first, then very, very hard. I could see their tongues probing their mouths. The man behind Susan reached around Susan and lightly touched her breasts through her leather jacket. She then told the two men to sit down and watch. Susan, dancing wildly to the music, slowly removed her jacket revealing a white, strapless leather low-cut top. Her hair was flying as she danced. Next, she slowly undid the snaps of her leather top. Beneath the top, Susan wore a black, strapless half bra that left some of her areolae exposed. The two men's eyes were popping out and I noticed they each had huge bulges in their pants. While doing her strip tease, Susan reached over to each man and stroked their cocks through their pants. She then asked them to remove their clothes. They each removed their clothes very quickly while my wife let her hands cup her breasts then moved to under her skirt where she put a finger in her vagina. She teased the two men. "Wanna taste?" She asked as she licked her finger. I sat stunned. In fact, she wouldn't even kiss me after I had eaten her. This was a new Susan and I was loving it. The two men, one tall with black hair, the other medium height with a touch of gray, each licked her finger then begged her to take off her remaining clothes. She obliged, but at her own pace. As she danced, she wiggled out of the red leather mini skirt to reveal her white stockings, white garter, and a white g-string. She turned, faced directly at where she had hidden the camera and said, "Hey, do you like what you see?" Clearly, her question was for me, but the guys said, "Sure! Show more." She licked her lips seductively then turned to face the two men. She danced over to one of them who reached up and pulled her toward him. As the two of them kissed, the other man started feeling Susan's ass then tried to undo her bra. "Not until I'm ready," protested Susan. She turned and gave the offending man a huge smile then with one smooth motion, took his cock into her mouth. "Are you angry?" Susan asked me as we sat on the couch, "No, Sue, I'm not angry at all, in fact, if you'll notice my pants, I'm quite excited. I never knew you had this in you." I replied. "I didn't either until you asked me about it the other day." Susan said as she gave my cock another stroke through my pants. On the television, I saw a scene of sexual abandon. Susan stopped sucking the shorter man's cock, then turned to them and asked them to stand. Susan then dropped to her knees, faced the camera, smiled and licked both of their cocks from tip to base. The taller mans cock was huge--much bigger than my seven inches. The other mans cock was a little shorter and quite thin. She continued to alternate her attentions on their cocks for a little while longer. The sight of my wife, on her knees, dressed in white lingerie with red shoes, red lips, and red fingernails stroking and sucking their cocks was too much to bear. I pulled my cock out. My wife didn't miss a beat. She started to slowly stroke my cock but then motioned me to look at the action on the screen. The action paused for a moment as my wife walked toward the camera, got something then came back to the two men. She paused and as the radio played a hard rock song then told the men to masturbate for her. As they masturbated, Susan continued her strip tease. She was throwing her head wildly from side to side all the while slowly removing her bra. The look on the faces of the men was one of complete fascination as my horny wife undressed before them. She turned to face the camera and let her bra fall to the floor. Susan has a beautiful body and has spent plenty of time working out to keep herself in good shape. We have two kids but you wouldn't know that to look at her. Her body is as firm and soft as any eighteen year-old. In keeping herself in shape she has also managed to cheat aging. Susan is routinely asked to present identification when we order drinks on our nights out. Now, these men were going to see Susan naked. I was beside myself with passion as I sat next to Susan. On the screen, Susan turned to face the men. Their jaws dropped when they saw my wife's beautiful tits. She moved closer to them and each man felt a breast while my wife stroked their cocks. The look on Susan's face was one of ecstasy as the men, the shorter one first, followed by the taller one, sucked on her breasts. The music was still going strong and Susan regained a bit of her composure as she told the men to continue masturbating. Susan continued her strip tease by sitting on a chair then spread her legs wide. As she did so, she slid her hand under the waist of her g- string then to her pussy. As she watched the men masturbate, Susan slowly slid off her g-string and masturbated a bit for the men. She motioned for the taller one to come over then led him down between her legs. He began to lick her for all he was worth. Susan was now moaning with each deep breath. I could tell she was nearing orgasm. "Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop. Eat me. Eat me!" Susan said in a rhythmic pattern. Her body stiffened and she bucked her hips wildly against the mans face. Her hands grasped his head as she came in waves. The man between her legs got up and kissed Susan deeply. Susan took his cock in her hand then slid a condom over its length. She motioned to the man still on the bed masturbating to come over to the chair. As she slid a condom over his cock, she placed his cock at her mouth then the man plunged his cock into her mouth. The taller man then bent over and placed his sheathed cock at the lips of my wife's swollen, wet pussy. Susan stopped sucking cock just long enough to say, "Fuck me hard." As the huge cock slowly entered Susan, she began to press her hips forward. I could not believe what I was watching. My wife, a mother of two had a cock in her mouth and one in her pussy. It was incredible. After a slow start, the taller man was now filling my wife with his cock on each stroke. The shorter man now straddled my wife's face and started fucking my wife's mouth as if there were no tomorrow. Soon the taller man started bucking wildly into my wife. It was clear he was going to come soon as Susan matched each stroke. She lost concentration on the cock she was sucking. The cock came out of her mouth with an audible pop. The man straddling my wife's face now knelt beside her chair and started sucking on her nipples. The shorter man's sucking on her nipples was all it took to drive my wife over the edge again. She came in a tremendous orgasm. Shortly after, the taller man came in a violent scene of grunting and humping. The taller man dismounted my wife. The shorter man took his place in my wife's cunt. As they were fucking, the men picked up my wife and placed her on the bed. It was quite an athletic move but not a stroke was lost. The fucking grew fast and furious. My wife asked the taller man to put on a fresh rubber and fill her mouth with his cock. In short order, my wife again had two cocks in her at once. Getting a blow job from my beautiful wife was working. The mans cock was coming back to life. My wife was unable to get the entire cock in her mouth. The fucking again grew faster but Susan stopped it by asking if the men would mind doing her a favor. The taller of the two went to the bathroom then returned with a tube of K-Y jelly. Susan asked the man to lubricate his fingers and finger fuck her asshole as the other man fucked her. Again, I didn't know what to think. Was this my Susan? First being filled with two cocks and now wanting to be finger fucked in the ass while the other guy fucked her pussy? Susan and I had never approached the subject of anal sex. I thought about it but decided against it since my wife was so shy about anything to do with sex. It was as if she were another person. I did not know her, but I knew her. She was stroking my cock as the scene was unfolding on the television. It had to be her. The two fucking on the bed switched positions. My wife climbed on top of the shorter man. Susan's vagina swallowed the man's cock to the balls as they began fucking. Susan bent forward then kissed the shorter man. She asked him to suck her tits like he did earlier. Susan's position also gave the taller man better access to her asshole. The taller man lubricated his finger and smeared some grease on my wife's anus. Slowly he plunged one finger in her ass then began to move it and out as he stroked his cock with his free hand. My wife gasped as the sensations swept over her. She breathlessly exclaimed, "God, this feels fantastic!" With those words, the man fingering my wife inserted another finger in my wife that prompted my wife to say, "Fuck me with your cock up my ass. I want two of you fucking me at the same time!" Susan did not have to ask twice as the taller man smeared lubricant on his still sheathed, hard cock. My wife asked him to go very slowly and be extremely gentle because she did not know what to expect. The man said not to worry and with that began probing the head of his cock around my wife's anus. Slowly the man's huge cock entered her virgin anal cavity. Susan looked apprehensive but slowly began a fucking motion. Soon her motion increased in intensity. My wife was fucking two cocks at once and loving every inch of it. She was hotter than I had ever seen her, had done things I never dreamed she would do, and was doing something I had only seen in XXX rated movies. As they were fucking, my wife asked the man fucking her in the ass to reach around and play with her clit. As he played with her clit, Susan's motions became more intense. As she became more intense, the men started fucking back--hard. Sweat and heat, emanated from this sex-charged scene. The man in my wife's cunt said he was going to come. The man in my wife's asshole said he was going to come. My wife yelled, "Come, come! I'm coming, too!" After their orgasms, the three of kissed and laid spent on the bed. Soon the two men dressed, gave my wife their phone numbers, then each kissed Susan at the door as they left. Susan then turned to the camera and said, "See you, soon, lover." As the tape came to an end, my wife started sucking on my cock with an abandon that I have never seen in her. She was slurping and swallowing the thing whole. My head was spinning with a horniness I hadn't experienced since my teens. Sensing that I was going to come soon, my wife looked up at me and asked me if I liked what I saw on the tape. I said we'd talk later because right then I wanted to fuck. It was three in the morning when we finished fucking and I while I felt I could go more, my wife was quite sore. We fell asleep and awoke at 1pm the next day. Was last night real? Was it a dream? I went downstairs and viewed a part of the tape again. It was real and while I enjoyed what I saw, I didn't know what the new sexual adventures meant to my wife and to our lives together. Susan was positively glowing that afternoon as we ate brunch. She looked just as beautiful as she looked last night and I loved her more than ever but I had to know what this meant. I asked the question, "What did last night mean?" "It means that I love you more than ever. It means that nothing has changed between us. It means I am not afraid of my desires. I was just afraid I would hurt your feelings." Susan explained. "When you looked at me at the bar with hurt in your eyes, Susan, I knew you really wanted to do what you did. I admit that even now, I still don't believe some of the things you did, but I am just happy you're happy." I answered. Susan leaned across the table and we kissed. ************ Crossings, Chapter Two In the days that followed, I could not keep my hands off my wife. We were charged with sexual energy and we fucked like we had done before the kids came. It was great. We were fucking about four times daily. On weekends, fucking was non-stop. One day, my wife called-in sick, but I couldn't stay with her because of an important meeting I had to attend. I came home as early as I could and found Susan with a big smile on her face. "Why the big smile, Sue?" I asked. "I've been reading your old Penthouse magazines and I found something I'd like to try in one of the columns." She replied. Immediately I began to wonder what was going on? Would she have another wild fantasy? I couldn't wait to hear! "What is it?" I asked, my curiosity piqued by another erotic vision. "This is going to sound to stupid but I read it is possible to put a condom on with my mouth and I want to try it with you. It is supposed to be very erotic and in the column it said it feels really good too. You'll enjoy it." Susan answered. "Okay, I'm up for it, when do you want to try?" I asked with a smile. "How about right now?" Susan asked looking up to me with those big brown eyes. "Sure!" I laughed as a jolt of pleasure went through my cock. Little did I know but this was going to be a very important part of our lives as time went on. She practiced until she got the hang of it. She was right. It did feel great. About two months after the bar pickup, with Susan and I still fucking like rabbits, Susan asked, "What is your fantasy?" "Fantasy...," I stuttered. "After viewing that tape, I doubt I have a fantasy." "Come on," she prodded. "Do you really want to know, Sue?" I asked. "Sure. It's just a fantasy, right?" She replied. Ever since I started reading Penthouse in the early seventies, the thing I always looked forward to was the girl-girl pictorials. Somehow they mostly seemed innocent, gentle, tender, and incredibly erotic. I spent many nights just dreaming of what it would be like to actually watch two women making love. "Well, I don't think you're going like this, Susan," I said, thinking about the consequences. "Tell me, please," she pleaded. "Two things, Sue. One, I would like to be with you when you fuck two guys as you did a while back. I think it would be great to be there and share it with you. I would make it three guys. Two, I would like to watch two women making love," I said, embarrassed. Sue thought for a moment and answered, "The first one, I would love. The second one, I don't know about. Where would we find two women?" "Well, I was actually hoping it would be you and another woman," I answered, trying to conceal my embarrassment. "You know I've been reading your old Penthouse magazines and I find the all women pictorials to be very intense. I've even masturbated over a couple of issues," she replied. "But I do not know about me actually picking up a women. For starters, where would I find one? I'm not going to place an ad in the personals because I find that too frightening. About the only place I can think of is going to a lesbian bar to try to get picked up and I'm not sure I could do that." "I understand. It's okay," I said. "No, no. I want to do it, but I can't work out where to find a girl. I have thought about it, too, you know?" she said matter of factly. "No, I didn't know, but I've got an idea," I said. The idea was really simple. We would go down south to the beach, where we knew we knew no one. Before I married Susan, while serving in the Navy and stationed at the beach, I had mistakenly tried to go into a lesbian bar only shooed away by the door keeper. At least I knew the location of one lesbian bar. Susan liked the idea--especially that we would be out of town. I was surprised given her earlier response. We made plans to go down to the beach in two weeks for a week to see what happened. The next two weeks, the fantasy developed further. I wanted to have a video record of the whole thing from the seduction to actual fucking. The thought of the seduction was particularly intriguing. It brought back memories of my watching Susan at the bar with the two men. I was like a madman in bed. Susan was like a madwoman. We were charged and ready to go. The only problem was getting the video record. I looked in a number of different catalogs to find miniature video cameras and even found a store in our area that specialized in such things. Unfortunately, while the video cameras were small, those in my price range did not yield enough quality to be satisfactory. Finally, I settled on a very small Hi-8 camera. Susan bought a purse just big enough to hold the camera, two extra tapes, an extra battery, and her wallet. I modified the purse to hold the camera securely and cut a hole big enough for the lens. We tested it and it appeared to work fine; it weighed just about as much as Susan's normal purse. I found two long life batteries. We were set. The day before we left, Susan went out and bought new clothes for our trip. She wouldn't let me see the clothes saying they were a surprise. God, how I love this woman. The next morning we left for the beach. We arrived at the beach early in the afternoon and checked in to our hotel. The plan was for Sue to get a recommendation on a salon from the concierge then go get her hair done. Sue left at around three for her hair appointment and came back about three hours later with her hair done exactly as it had been for her fantasy trip to the airport. She teased me about it being girl's night out and sent me down to the bar to wait for her. About half an hour later, she came down and I had to do a triple take. As it was early, the bar was nearly empty but as she approached me, the bartender asked me if she was with me. I said she was and he said I was lucky--all the time fighting to look away from her. Susan really dressed to kill. She wore black thigh-high boots over skin-tight black leather pants, a tight white tank top, no bra, a black leather jacket, around her neck was a black cameo choker, and her makeup was perfect. I did not look out of place because I was wearing blue jeans and a leather jacket. Additionally, I have long hair. The bartender asked if we in the music business. Apparently we looked the part of a rock and roll couple. After drinks, we decided to check out some of the local seafood haunts that mark the area. During dinner, it was obvious that all the men in the place were looking at Susan. Sue remarked that she was getting very dirty looks from the other women. I was eating it up. As I used to say when I was in the Navy, "You are one fuckable lady." Susan grinned and said we better get going because it was it was already nine and she had some hunting to do. Susan went to the women's room while I paid the check. Sue met me at the door and we drove off. The plan was for Sue to drop me off at the hotel where I would bounce off the walls for a few hours. I decided I'd rather hear some music and I would go back to the hotel later, hopefully to watch some video. We kissed as Sue dropped me off at one of my old haunts saying, "Have fun." "Good hunting, my lioness," I said. She smiled as she drove away into the night. I don't know what's worse: sitting in a hotel room waiting for magic, or sitting in a bar listening to a band playing bad covers of metal songs. I kept thinking that when I was a few years younger, I would have been right into this stuff. After a few drinks, things didn't seem that bad and I actually started having fun. At about midnight, I left the bar and started back to the hotel. Along the way, I noted how the sights had not really changed that much at the beach. Sure, there were new buildings, but the basic thing was still the same: This was a party town and people came here to party. As I thought that, I quickened my pace for the hotel. I had a party to attend, or so I hoped. I didn't know what to expect when I got back to our room, so I was very quiet when I entered. Who knows, I might have stumbled into something great? Well, that wasn't the case. I found myself alone. I decided to take a shower then watch TV while I was waiting. The shower felt great and I settled in to watch a movie on TV. Sometime during the movie, I fell asleep and woke up the next morning still alone. Something must have happened, but it wasn't in the plan for Susan to stay out all night. Immediately, I got worried. This game we were playing suddenly appeared very dangerous. I glanced at the phone and noticed the message light was blinking. I dialed the operator and was relieved to find that the message was from Susan. The message said that Susan was fine and that she would be back at around nine. That's all the message said. Susan and I would have to talk about her going out alone. I did not want to lose my wife at the hands of some nut. I ordered breakfast for two from room service, took a shower and waited. Breakfast arrived shortly after I got out of the shower. I tipped the room service waitress and sat down to eat. About five minutes into breakfast, Susan arrived, looking quite tired, but great nonetheless. She said she was sorry about staying out all night but she drank too much and did not want to drive. I thanked her for leaving the message and said I worried about her until I got the message. She bent over, kissed me on the cheek and said that if we ever do anything like this again, we had to make better plans. I asked here where she spent the night. "You'll see," she said with a big grin. Sue said she wanted to take a shower and that she would eat when she got out. I asked if I could be of help. She said no, but that I should get the camera out of her purse and set it up. Little did I know but this was going to be the typical scenario of our exploits. It seemed as if Susan got some thrill out of making me wait. Oh, well, I enjoyed it, too. After I set up the camera and connected it to the television, I resumed eating breakfast. The phone rang. It was the front desk calling to check on the television. Turns out they have an anti-theft feature that alarms them if someone removes the cable connection. I told them what I did and they said to call next time before I disconnected the cable. Susan emerged from the shower, hair wet, makeup gone, and hungry as hell. She said that she thought she had eaten enough to fill her for a week. She winked and started in. After breakfast, she inserted the first tape and hit play. The tape started with Susan in the car in the parking lot of the bar I told her about. "Well, here goes, honey," Susan said. With that she got out of the car and walked toward the door. The music from inside the bar could be heard on the tape being shot from outside. She opened the door and walked in. She was greeted by the "hostess"--not a very good looking woman who said, "Honey, you're not going to like it in here." Susan said, "Hmm, why is that?" "This might not be your kind of bar. This is a bar where girls get together," the hostess said. "That's fine with me," Susan said. "I'm not looking for a man." "Are you a lesbian?" Asked the hostess. "I'm bi, but this is girls night out, if you know what I mean," Susan said. "Okay, but you look like a 'stick type. You might not like this place that much," observed the hostess. "Well, I'll just get a drink, look around and see if I make some friends," added Susan. "Fine by me, welcome," greeted the hostess. Susan took a seat at the bar and proceeded to make some comments to the camera. "Can you see this?", she asked. "This place is really hopping but I'm not too interested in the women here, babe." After finishing her drink, she got up to leave but was stopped by a rather large woman who asked Susan why she was rushing away. Susan joked that she was tired and just stopped in for a drink. With that, she went to the door and commented to the hostess, "I see what you mean. Do you know of any places that I might like?" The hostess gave her directions to a place near the beach. Once in the car Susan said, "Sorry. That place was sleazy. See you later." She turned off the camera and drove to the other bar. I turned to Susan and apologized. I told her the woman at the door looked like the same person who stopped me, years earlier. Susan laughed. "Oh and one, honey," the TV said. With that, Susan looked at the new bar and said, "Much nicer place." Susan went inside and went straight to the bar. Before sitting down, she spun slowly giving me a great look inside this bar. The bar appeared to be really nice with nice looking women dressed quite well. Susan sat at the bar and ordered a drink. "You haven't been here before. Are you new in town?" Asked the male bartender. "I'm here on vacation and heard about this place from a friend," replied Susan. "Funny time of the year to be taking a vacation, darling," said the bartender. "I don't like crowds that much," answered Susan. "Me neither, but it's great money when the tourists show up. Have fun," closed the bartender. Susan stopped the camera at that point. She told me she stopped the camera to save tape. Not ten minutes after she stopped the camera, she was asked by a woman to dance. Susan accepted, but did not have time to turn on the camera. "Sorry, Mark," she apologized, "I was caught by surprise." When the tape started again, seated next to Susan was a great looking long haired blonde. They introduced themselves. The blonde's name was Kristy. They left to dance several times, but Susan always made sure to aim her purse at the dance floor. At first, their dancing looked quite normal--just like you see at a straight bar when two women danced. After a few drinks and a few songs, the Kristy playfully grabbed Susan by the waist and did one hump on her leg. After the song, they returned to the bar. "Come join me at my table," said Kristy with a big, white toothed smile. "Okay," said Susan, "but first I have to go to the restroom." In the stall, Susan checked the tape and found that it was near the end. Susan changed the tape. In our room, Susan got up and changed the tape here. She asked, "What do you think of Kristy?" "Nice, I said. Very nice." "Yeah, but you haven't seen all of her, yet," Susan teased. Susan returned to the table that was right next to the dance floor. Kristy had taken the liberty to order another round of drinks. "Here's the money for mine," offered Susan. "No need. Tonight, you drink free," smiled Kristy, "They're on me." What a line, I thought. Susan did, too. Susan just smiled and said, "Watch the tape, Mark." A slow song was playing and several couples went to the dance floor. "Let's dance," asked Kristy. "I don't know...," Susan said apprehensively. Kristy leaned closer to Susan and said, "Don't worry. I know you're new at this." "How do you know that?" Asked Susan. "I just have a feeling," answered Kristy, "are you bi, by any chance?" "I think so, but I'm not sure. I mean, I have never been with a woman before, but I know I love sex with men. Lately, I have caught myself thinking about the women at work." Susan said with a gleam in her eyes. "I'm bi, too, Susan," added Kristy, "I come here really to relax and dance someplace where I know I will only get hit on if I want to get to hit on. I don't normally come here and hit on women, but when I saw you, something clicked and told me to at least be friendly." "Thanks. I appreciate it. I'll dance, now," Susan said playfully. As Susan and Kristy moved toward each other on the dance floor, I noticed that Susan had taken off her jacket. Although I couldn't see it on the tape, I was sure Susan's breasts were getting noticed. As the two women danced, they moved in unison and there was something very natural about their movements. It was as if they each knew what the other was going to do. As the two women returned to the table, Kristy bent over Susan and gave her a short kiss on the lips. "Can we go someplace else?" Asked Susan "Sure. Let's go to my place. We can listen to music, dance, and drink there, too," Kristy answered. "Great. I'll follow you over," Susan offered. "That's my car over there, Kristy. I'll be right behind you" Just then, Kristy came closer and kissed Susan harder this time. Susan got into the car and said, "Well, looks like I'm going to do it, Mark. I know I'm going to enjoy this." Susan changed the battery and tape, then turned on the camera before she got out of the car and said, "Enjoy the show, Mark." As the two women entered the condo, in the brighter light, I finally got a good look at Kristy. Kristy was about the same height as my wife, with long, straight blonde hair. Kristy was beautiful. She wore a blue mini-skirt, with sheer stockings and heels. Kristy presented quite a contrast from my newly coifed, dressed to thrill rock and roll wife. Susan put her purse down on what appeared to be a table that had a view of the entire room. "Susie," my wife hates being called Susie, but she didn't say anything, "wanna do some tequila?" "Sure," Susan answered as she looked around the room. "Nice condo, Kristy. I like the view." "It's not much of a view, but it'll have to do until next winter when I move further up," Kristy answered. The two women then sat down and started to tell each other their life stories. They were drinking shots of tequila and it soon became evident that both women were feeling the effects. They talked about everything from their jobs to food. Kristy, as it turned out, was a go-go dancer for a local agency. She explained that she didn't dance nude except for private parties and that the local clubs, except for a couple, were bikini dancing, only. Susan explained her career to Kristy and generally impressed the hell out of Kristy. Kristy found it hard to believe that a woman as beautiful as Susan could do as well as she had. Susan explained that she didn't look this way in the office and that tonight was one of her special nights out. As the conversation continued, it got more personal. Since both women had said they were bisexual, Susan asked Kristy if she had a boyfriend. Kristy said she did and they had an open relationship. Kristy said her boyfriend, a sailor, was often at sea for long periods of time and that even though she had permission to go out with whomever she chose, she found it more comfortable to go out with women. She explained that she didn't really do it that often but that she had special nights, too. Kristy asked Susan if she had a boyfriend. Susan said she was happily married and that tonight's special night out was both hers and my fantasy. Kristy's eyes lit up at that and asked how long Susan had been married. When Susan said she had been married for seventeen years and had two kids in college, Kristy's mouth fell open. "How old are you?" Asked Kristy. "Thirty-five," answered Susan, "is that a problem?" "No, no, no," said Kristy as she took her hands from her face and threw back her hair. "I can't believe you are thirty-five, Susie. You look as though you're maybe twenty. How in the hell did you manage to stay so young looking?" Susan explained her regimen and Kristy said she prayed she looked half as good as Susan when she turned thirty-five. "So, tell me about your husband," asked Kristy. Susan explained that I was thirty-nine, an executive for a national computer company, and that I was here at a hotel with her while she had her special night out. Kristy said her boyfriend liked to know about her forays into lesbian sex and that she often wrote long letters to her boyfriend explaining every detail. She asked if Susan would mind if she told her boyfriend about her. "Hell, no!" Exclaimed Susan. "In fact, my husband likes the same thing, but with a twist." With that, she got up and got her purse. She handed her purse to Kristy. "Look inside." Susan said. "My God! You've got a video camera in here, and it's running!" Kristy squealed. "This is great! Have you been taping this whole thing?" "Yes, I have." Susan apologized, with her eyes lowered. "I hope you don't mind." "Of course I don't mind, Susie," Kristy said excitedly. "What's your husband's name?" "Mark." Susan answered. "Hi, Mark! I'm Kristy! We're going to put on a show and a half for you." Kristy said as she stared into the lens. "Just sit back, relax, and get ready." In the hotel room, with Susan eating more breakfast, now, I couldn't stop laughing. In the condo, Kristy put on some music and the mood was set. She returned the video camera to its previous location and returned to Sue. "I have an idea, Susie," said Susan's host. "Let's dance." "Great idea," Susan, clearly emboldened by the tequila added, "but first, lick this salt off my wrist and take a shot. I'll do the same for you." After the two women drank their shots, Kristy led Susan to the center of the floor. The two women came together in a standard slow dance, but Kristy took the lead. Kristy let her left hand slide down Susan's back to Susan's leather-clad ass. Kristy pulled Susan closer and the women looked into their eyes. Kristy cocked her head to one side and kissed Susan gently on the lips. As she kissed Susan, Kristy pulled Susan even closer. The kiss broke then Susan put her arms around Kristy, parted her lips and kissed Kristy hard and deep. Their lips broke and I could see their tongues come together in what was a scene just as I had remembered from my older Penthouse magazines. As I sat in the hotel room, my penis got very hard in my pants. Susan reached over and gave it a stroke as she finished her breakfast. I pulled out my penis and began to stroke it slowly as the scene unfolded on the screen. Their kiss lasted a long time while their hands explored freely over each other's bodies. Susan pushed back Kristy's hair and moved her lips down Kristy's neck, licking gently as she went. "Ohhh, that feels good." sighed Kristy as she slowly threw back her head. Susan whispered something in Kristy's ear and the two women broke their embrace. They walked, slowly over to the camera saying, "Come with us, Mark." Susan picked up the camera as she was led to the bedroom by Kristy. The two women entered the bedroom, positioned the camera and resumed their lesbian embrace. Kristy gently directed Susan to her bed, laid beside her and started kissing Susan with abandon. Tongues explored mouths, necks, and ears. Kristy gently felt Susan's now fully erect nipple through the thin fabric of her tank top. "I'm going to undress you, Susie," whispered Kristy as her hand undid the snap on Susan's leather pants. Susan sat up, kissed Kristy again, raised her arms above her head, and Kristy removed both her tank top and her leather jacket in one motion. Bare chested, Susan laid back on the bed and let Kristy remove her boots and leather pants. Susan than stood up, arched her back and began undressing Kristy. Susan pulled Kristy close while she reached around the blondes back and slid the zipper down on her blue dress. Susan pushed the dress from Kristy's shoulders and the dress fell to the floor. Kristy, like Susan did not wear a bra and her tits were quite a bit larger than Susan's but every bit as firm. The nipples on both women's breasts were erect. Susan's hands lightly traced the outline of Kristy's breasts. Susan turned to the camera, turning Kristy as well then said, "Mark, I'm going to lick her breasts." She did. Slowly at first, Susan teased each nipple with her tongue as Kristy was moaning. Kristy then, feeling the heat, and weak legged, laid down on the bed and motioned for Susan to join her. The two women kissed some more as their hands explored their bodies. Susan moved her mouth to Kristy's tits and began sucking in earnest. Kristy had a handful of Susan's curly brown hair and began smelling it and rubbing the ends on her free nipple. Susan's right hand moved slowly down Kristy's stomach then under her panty hose. Kristy moved her hips up and in anticipation of Susan's next move, parted her legs. Kristy's moan signaled that Susan's hand found its mark. Susan rubbed Kristy's womanhood for a few moments then stood, and pulled off the blondes' panty hose and panties in one motion. "Eat me." Kristy moaned as her passion rose. Susan, not needing any encouragement at this point, got on her knees and got her first taste of pussy. Kristy's hands grasped my wife's head and Kristy played with Susan's hair. Kristy then started moving her hips, grinding them into my beautiful wife's face. While I watched, Susan looked at me and asked, "Would you like to fuck me in the ass while I eat pussy?" I turned to look at Susan and said, "Of course! Who wouldn't?" "I thought so," Susan said. "I'm going to suck your cock now, while you watch." As I watched, Susan did as she said. On the screen, Kristy had released Susan's head and began squeezing her own nipples. As she squeezed her large nipples, her moans grew louder. It was clear Kristy was nearing orgasm. Kristy then cupped her right tit in her hand, raised her head, and began licking her nipple as Susan continued to eat her. Kristy's was now in the throes of an orgasm. Susan, not missing a lick, inserted, one, then two fingers into Kristy's pussy and began pumping them in and out. Kristy said, "Oh, God, I'm coming." At that moment, Susan removed her fingers, reached up and Kristy sucked them into her mouth, tasting her own juices. Kristy was bucking violently on the bed, now. Susan, with her other hand, moved Kristy's leg, parted the cheeks of her ass and inserted her pinkie finger into the blondes' asshole. Kristy gasped, and came in my wife's mouth. My wife had pleasured her first woman. Kristy, regaining some of her composure, pulled Susan on top of her and licked the cunt juice from my wife's face and mouth. They kissed for a few moments then Susan straddled one of Kristy's legs and ground her as yet unsatisfied pussy against Kristy's thigh. Kristy started grinding her cunt against Susan's leg. The passion in the two mounted. Kristy's next move was to gently roll Susan on to her back, elevate my wife's hips then slide her panties down. Kristy turned to the camera and said, "It's your wife's turn, now, Mark." As she said that, she parted Susan's legs and began exploring the folds of Susan's vagina, first with her fingers, then with her mouth and tongue. "This feels fantastic," Susan said breathlessly as Kristy worked magic on my wife's pussy. "Don't ever stop. Your tongue feels so good on my clit." Susan ground her pussy into the face of her female lover while pinching her own nipples lightly. Susan always does this when she is ready to come while being eaten. Quickly, without warning, Susan flooded Kristy's mouth with her come. Kristy did not stop. She continued eating my wife's pussy. She was fucking my wife with her tongue. Kristy then flipped around and buried her cunt on my wife's eager tongue. It was another first in a night of firsts: My wife's first lesbian sixty-nine. In our room, Susan stopped the tape and continued sucking my very erect cock. Susan's sucking coupled with the incredible images I had seen had me near coming. Susan quickened her pace. With her mouth's upstroke, her fingers wrapped around my dick for a down stroke. I closed my eyes anticipating a shattering orgasm. Just as I felt the come in my balls swell, Susan slowly inserted a finger in my ass. I was shocked, but the feeling was incredible. She had only done this a couple of times--long before we married--and I immediately shot a huge load into Susan's hot mouth. She had done to me exactly as she had done to Kristy the night before. As she rose to her knees, she swallowed my come and with her finger, wiped a dribble from the corner of her mouth. With a grin, she licked her finger clean. Susan sat next to me on the bed, reached over and started the tape again. The two women on the screen were grinding each other's pussies into their mouths. They were making loud slurping noises when Susan stiffened and came again. Shortly after, Kristy's own orgasm arrived. Breathless, they lay next to each other on the bed and said, "I hope you enjoyed this, Mark. We sure did!" Kristy then turned to Susan and said, "I'm not done, though. Come with me." The scene on the television shifted to the bathroom in Kristy's condo. Susan was aiming the camera as Kristy sat on the closed toilet. Kristy spread her legs and asked, "See my cunt lips, Mark?" Sue zoomed in for a close-up shot of a very well trimmed and shaved pussy. Her pubic area was shaved exactly like the models in most men's magazine. She had a tuft of hair above her vagina, but the remaining area was shaved smooth. "Susie, how would you like me to shave your pussy to look like mine?" Kristy asked seductively. "Hmm," Susan jokingly pondered, "I don't know...What the heck, let's do it." With that, Susan put the camera down on the back of the tub, aiming it so that the lens would see all that was going to transpire. Susan switched places on the toilet with Kristy, spread her legs, and sighed loudly as Kristy placed a kiss where the razor would be in moment. Kristy wet the area thoroughly with a hot wash cloth then combed my wife's pubic hair until it was sticking straight up. Next, Kristy pulled an electric beard trimmer, very much like my own, from a drawer, turned it on and began to trim the pubic hair above my wife's pussy to the correct length. She did so with the touch of an expert. Combing, cutting, and making sure everything was perfect. When the tuft of hair above Susan's pussy was the correct length, she then combed the hair on the my wife's labia and cut it down to the skin. The vibrations of the electric razor must have set off something in Susan because she let out a very soft, moan. Kristy kissed one of Susan's tits then continued to trim. After the labia's hair was trimmed as close as the electric razor could possibly trim, Kristy closely cut the hair on the pubic bone until just about an inch wide line of neatly trimmed hair was left. My cock started to come back to life as I saw my wife's pussy nearly bald for the first time on the screen. I gently stroked my cock. Then again, as if on cue, Susan's hand replaced mine. On the screen, Kristy again used a hot washcloth to wipe my wife's pussy free of loose hair. Next, she applied shaving cream to my wife's cunt lips and to each side of the tuft of hair she left above Susan's pussy. She put a fresh blade on a razor and very carefully shaved Susan. As she shaved Susan, she pulled and tugged at the loose flesh of Susan's womanhood. Susan was clearly getting turned on again and it seemed it was all she could do to stay completely still. Kristy's strokes were smooth and very deliberate. As she finished, she washed my wife's pussy with warm water. Finally, she reached for some soothing oil and rubbed it on Susan's newly bald cunt. "Looks good enough to eat, doesn't it, Mark?" asked Susan as she looked directly into the camera. "I think so, but first, I have a surprise for both of you," Kristy chimed in. "Show me, Susan," I said as the scene on the screen shifted again to the bedroom. Susan parted her robe, spread her legs and showed me one beautifully trimmed pussy. I touched the lips of her cunt. They were as soft as anything I had ever felt--softer than velvet. At this point I was fully erect and ready to screw my wife, but Susan asked to wait. There was more to see on the tape. Susan had climbed onto Kristy's bed and was flashing her pussy to the camera while feeling her own new softness. Kristy appeared from the bathroom holding something in her hand. She turned to the camera, blocking Susan's view and whispered to the camera, "See this? I'm going to strap this on and give your wife a good fuck. When I'm done, Susan is going to fuck me." Kristy held a medium sized dildo that looked exactly like a cock. She hid it from Susan's view as she lay beside my still horny wife. Silently and very secretly, Kristy hid the dildo under the pillow next to Susan's head while she and Kristy shared a deep, deep kiss. As they kissed, their hands again explored their bodies. Kristy whispered into Susan's ear then reached under the pillow for the dildo. Kristy stood, stepped into the harness and made the necessary adjustments while Susan looked on. On the bed, Susan stood on her knees, cupped Kristy's large, firm breasts in her hands, then said, "I love these tities, Mark. Don't you?" Kristy laughed and asked Susan to bend over. Kristy put some lubricant on the dildo as if she was a man jerking off, then placed the rubber cock at the entrance to Susan's bald vagina. Susan turned to Kristy and pleaded, "Fuck me with your cock, Kristy." Kristy slowly guided her "cock" into to Susan's eager cunt. Susan pushed back against the rubber dick and buried it into her cunt. Another first. My wife was actually being fucked by another woman--doggy style. At first, it was awkward, then they got their rhythm going. They were soon fucking very hard. Kristy was plunging her "cock" deep into my wife's tunnel. They met each other's thrusts as Susan reached between her legs and began fingering her clit. Kristy reached around and tweaked my wife's nipples. Susan was moaning loudly then they changed positions. They were now fucking in the missionary position. The women were bathed in sweat but continued to hammer away. Kristy brushed hair from Susan's face and kissed her hard. I could see their tongues probing and flicking. Susan then very quickly had another orgasm. After her orgasm, Susan went completely limp. I could tell she was fucked out for the night. They kissed and Susan staggered over the camera to turn it off. "See you in a little while, my love," said Susan as the screen in our room turned to video snow. "Wow! I can't believe this happened," I said. "First you pick up a beautiful blonde. Second, you make love to her in the most erotic way possible. Third, you shave your pussy. Finally, you get fucked by another woman wearing a dildo. Unbelievable!" "I know. It was more than I could have ever expected." Susan explained. "We really hit it off. For a woman of twenty-five to have so much in common with a woman of thirty-five is really something else." Susan went on to explain that she and Kristy fell asleep, arms entwined that night. Upon awakening, they made lesbian love to each other once more in the morning without the camera running. Just before Susan left, Kristy suggested the three of us get together later that night for dinner, drinks, and whatever transpired. Who was I to say no? Susan suggested that we get some sleep because tonight might be a late night. I couldn't resist giving her shaved womanhood a kiss. I awoke before my wife. While I lay in bed awake, I started thinking about what was happening in the three lives I cherish deeply: My wife's life, my life, and our life together. It was clear my wife and I were having the time of our lives sexually. Personally, I was rejuvenated in all aspects of my life. I felt younger, had been told I looked younger, and was fucking like a teenager. It was clear that I was becoming somewhat of a voyeur though watching was just a prelude to real sex. My wife never looked better to me. She seemed completely at ease with her emerging sexual freedom and it displayed itself with more confidence in all aspects of her life. She didn't seem shy anymore. She seemed more in control. I wondered if we were sex addicts? If we were, it didn't seem to me to be that bad of an addiction as addictions go--our jobs weren't affected and our home life was never better. Just then, my wife kissed me on my shoulder. "Awake, Mark?" Susan asked with a yawn. "Yeah, I've been awake for a few minutes." I answered. "You've been thinking haven't you?" My wife asked as she sat up in bed. "I was just wondering what effects our experimenting in our fantasies was having on our lives," I said as I sat up in bed. "I'd like to hear what you think about it, Sue." "I think its great. At first I was worried what you would think of me, but it's clear to that your love for me, if anything, has grown. I love you more than ever, too." Susan explained. "I never thought I could do the things I've done and enjoyed them so thoroughly. I feel no guilt at all. I feel freer than I have ever felt. I feel confident." "Looks like we're on the same page, Sue." I said, cringing at the cliche. "I was thinking the same things. I do love you more than ever. Your confidence is a fantastic thing. The way you carry yourself is such a turn on that I hope your confidence never goes away. So much has changed in such a little time but I'm really happy." "I love you, Mark," Susan said as we kissed. "I love you, Susan." I answered. ********** Crossings, Chapter Three Part One I got out of bed for a shower and shave. As I was showering, the telephone rang. A minute or so later, Susan came in and said it was Kristy. Susan said that Kristy asked her if we could meet her at her condo in two hours. Susan explained that Kristy wanted to ask us something and it couldn't wait until dinner later that night. I said it was fine by me. I wanted to meet Kristy, too. "The sooner the better," I added. After my shower, Susan explained that Kristy told her she had a surprise, but that it required Susan and me together to make it work. "Do you know what the surprise, is, Sue?" I asked. "I was thinking she wanted to suck your cock--she said as much last night after I showed her your picture--but that wouldn't be a surprise." Susan said. "It must be something else. I wonder what it is? She told me to dress to kill, again. I bet it's good." "I guess we'll find out." I said with a grin. "I'm going to take a shower and get ready." Susan said as she moved toward the bathroom. "I'll meet you downstairs in the bar, okay?" While Susan showered, I got dressed and left for the bar. I was nursing a soft drink, watching a game on television when the bartender came over and said, "Your wife is coming." "Thanks" I said as turned to look for her. Again, Susan had outdone herself. She wore a strapless red Lycra miniskirt that barely covered her shapely ass. Her hair style was as it was the night before: down cascading over her shoulders in voluminous curls with her bangs covering her forehead to just above her eyebrows. She wore black, seamed stockings and red ankle high boots. She had her special purse with her. "Surprised again, I see." Susan said as she kissed me hello then wiped the lipstick from my lips. "You got that right." I nodded. "Do we need any supplies?" "No, I've got everything we need." Susan answered. "Let's go." I said as I tipped the bartender. "He should be tipping you--I bet he's staring at my ass." Susan joked. I turned around. Sure enough, he was looking at Susan's ass. So much so, he never noticed that he'd been busted. Susan said that she'd drive to Kristy's condo. Along the way, we stopped at a store so I could pick up some flowers and champagne. I bought two arrangements, one for Susan and one for our host. As we arrived at the condo, Susan asked, "Nervous?" "A little," I replied. "Don't worry, I'm right here," Susan said trying to calm me down. "I think you should know something, Sue.", I said hesitatingly. "I've never once cheated on you. If you don't want anything to happen tonight, it is fine with me. I have all I could ever dream for in you." "Are you trying to make me feel bad?" Susan asked. "No, not at all. I just wanted you to know so you could make up your mind just as you let me make up my mind." I explained in a somewhat exasperated tone. "I love you, Mark. As long as we love each other, what we do is not cheating." Susan said. "Thank you, Sue. That helps." I said as the car pulled into the condo's guest parking area. "Here goes." Susan said as she rang the buzzer. "Hello?" Said the friendly voice over the speaker. "Hi, Kristy. It's Mark and Susan." I answered. As the buzzer went off, Kristy said, "Come on up." In the elevator, I held my wife's hand. Susan punched four. Oddly enough, I felt like a schoolboy on his first date. My hands were sweaty and I was afraid I'd ruin the evening by acting like a schoolboy instead of the thirty-nine year-old man I was. Retro feelings. Another completely new thing. As the elevator reached the fourth floor and its doors opened, I took a big gulp and let Susan lead us out. Susan rang the door bell and gave my hand a squeeze. The door opened and there was Kristy. She was wearing daisy dukes and a T-shirt tied in a knot under her breasts. "Hi, I'm Mark, Kristy." I said enthusiastically. "It's great to finally meet you!" "Hi, Mark!", Kristy said as she gave both Susan and I hug. "He's everything you said he was Susie. Come in and make yourselves comfortable." "These are for you, Kristy." I said as I handed her the flowers and Susan handed her the champagne. "Wow! Thanks! You didn't have to bring anything," Kristy said as she gave both of us a peck on the cheek. "I hope you don't mind, I made dinner." "Smells good." I said. "Susie, can you give me a hand in the kitchen?" Kristy asked with a smile. "Sure." Susan said as she followed Kristy to the kitchen. "Do you mind if I turn on the TV--There was a game on when we left and I want to see who's winning?" I asked. "No, not at all." Kristy said. "The remote is on the end table." "Thanks!" I replied. I sat and watched the game as the two women were in the kitchen. Just as the game was ending, the women started bringing out food to the table. "Come and get it, Mark." Susan said. The two women sat beside each other as we ate. "This is great. You're a super cook, Kristy." I said. "Thanks." Kristy said. "Mark, do you mind if we save the champagne for later?" Susan asked? "No, not at all." I answered. "What's up?" The two women looked at each other then Kristy started talking, "Mark, you've been great with your wife. I really envy the two of you. You have it all. House, family, great jobs. It's wonderful." "Thanks." I said puzzled. "After Susie left this morning, I got a phone call from my boss. He wants me to work tonight, so I was wondering if you and Susie could join me at my job?" Kristy eyes were bright with anticipating my answer. "I know you're a dancer and I sure don't mind watching women dancing." I said. "Well, it's not like that tonight, Mark." Susan interrupted. "While we were in the kitchen, Kristy asked me if I would like to do a bachelor party with her. I didn't answer but I told her that I'd go by whatever you said." "I've been to bachelor parties before, Sue. Do you know what will be going on?" I asked. "Kristy explained that we'll get paid put on a show for the guys and leave." Susan answered. "Mark, I've never had sex with the men at a bachelor party if that's what you mean." Added Kristy. "With the men." Susan said wickedly. "Mark, Kristy's boss said the best man wants a girl/girl show. You know what I mean." Susan said matter of factly. "You'll be there, too," said Kristy. "Most of the time, I take my boyfriend with me to act as a chaperone in case things get out of hand. You can be our chaperone tonight, okay?" I was intrigued by the idea, but I wasn't too sure about the circumstances. Kristy said we'd be going to a suite at the hotel just down the main drag from the hotel where Susan and I were staying. Kristy and Susan would dance together. While they were dancing they would perform a slow strip tease. They'd parade around the room and just tease the guys. The show would end with the two of them kissing, then simulating a sixty- nine. "It would be fun." added Kristy as if she was closing a big sale. "I guess it'd be okay with me." I said. "You'll love it, Mark. You loved the tapes, right?" Asked Kristy coyly. "You know I did." I answered. "After the party, we'll go on with our own party, right Susie?" Kristy asked with a wink. "Sounds like a plan." I said, my stomach reminding me just how hungry I was. "Let's eat." "Mmmhmm," said Susan. After dinner the three of us sat in the living room and talked. The conversation just seemed to jump from one subject to the next seamlessly. Susan told the story about our start in fantasy exploration and to hear her tell it again got me a little aroused. Susan glanced down at my lap and said that I better save it for later because the three of us were going to have a wild night. I was hoping so. Time flew by, then Kristy got up to get ready for the night's show. She asked Susan and I to wait here. She said she'd be back in a few moments. About twenty minutes went by and Kristy rejoined us. Kristy was one beautiful woman. She had let her hair down and changed into a black Lycra dress than clinged to every curve. I could see her erect nipples through the tight fitting fabric. She was looking very hot and both Kristy and I commented on her beauty. Kristy carried a workout bag with her saying that it had the costumes and boom box for the evening. "Let's go." Kristy said. We drove over in our car. Kristy and Susan talked about the party ahead and just what they would do. Kristy said she was to get paid 500 dollars for an hour show of which she got to keep 450 dollars. She said she'd split with Susan. I wondered about my fee as chaperone but I didn't say anything because I figured I'd take it out in trade. Susan seemed very excited. As we pulled into the hotel parking lot, Susan grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs. She was dripping wet. I wondered about Kristy. Kristy knocked on the door of the suite on the top floor of the hotel. A man answered the door and introduced himself as Mike. Mike was the best man. Loud heavy metal came from the room and as we entered, I could see about thirty to thirty-five men who appeared to be sailors. They were watching an X- rated video on the television. 'Well, this was the right place.' I thought. That's the way bachelor parties always were--a bunch of guys drinking until they were blind while commenting on an X- rated movie. Mike led Kristy and Susan to the room where the guys were partying. He turned down the music and introduced Susan as Lace and Kristy as Leather. The place went wild with cheers. The guys were definitely up for tonight's activities. It was my job just to watch things so when one of the sailors offered me a beer, I took it but decided to just nurse the beer while I sat in a corner of the room. Mike introduced the women to the groom: A rather muscular black guy named DJ. The girls each gave Mike and DJ a kiss on the cheek and asked them where they could change. Mike led the girls to the bedroom of the suite. After about a minute, Susan came out of the room and up to me. Naturally, all the eyes in the room followed Susan as she approached. This always happened at all the bachelor parties I had ever attended. There was always some snag needing further negotiating to be done at the last minute and I wasn't wrong this time. "There's a problem, Mark," said Susan. "In order for the guys to raise enough money to pay for us, they held a raffle. The catch is, the winner is supposed to get both Kristy and me for an hour after the show." I knew something like this would happen; it always did. Now, here we were in a suite full of drunk, rowdy sailors and there was no way I was going to not agree. "Do you mind?" I asked, "Look at this room. It's full drunk sailors. There is no way they're going to let us out of here without a fight." "I know. I just wanted you to say it, Mark." Susan said as she turned to walk back to the bedroom. After a minute, Mike walked out of the bedroom, went into the room where the party was and yelled, "It's good to go!" The room erupted into cheers even louder than before. I wondered if Kristy knew about this before hand. At this point, I didn't care. I just wanted to make sure everything was all right with the women. I went back to the bedroom, knocked on the door, told them it was me and entered. "Did you know about this beforehand, Kristy?" I asked. "Mark," Susan interrupted. "Nobody knew anything." "No, don't worry, I'm not mad, I just want to make sure both of you are all right with this. If not, we'll just leave the money and run out the door, right now." I said. "Mark, I didn't know anything about this, but with you being here, I think we feel safe." Kristy said. "In fact, Mark, I feel quite a bit excited." Susan added. "Okay. Have fun. If you need me I'll be in the room." I said. "Take this tape and see if you can get them to play it when I give you the signal. Remember, have them lower the lights, too." Kristy asked. "I will." I said as I left the room and closed the door. Inside the party, I found Mike and asked him to please play this tape and have someone dim the lights when I give him the signal. He agreed, took the tape and put it in the tape deck. About five minutes later, Kristy stuck her head out the door, nodded, and whispered, "Now." I signaled the best man. The lights dimmed and the music began to play loudly. First through the bedroom door was Kristy, dressed in a studded black leather corset that had leather garters holding up her black fishnet stockings. On top of the garter were black leather panties. On her feet were knee high, high heeled black patent leather boots. On her wrists were two studded leather bands. On the thick leather belt around her waist was a pair of handcuffs. Around her neck was a studded leather choker. She wore a black leather headband. In her hands was a cat-o-nine tails that she slapped on the floor with each step. She looked and acted the part of a dominatrix to a tee. It was easy to see why she chose "Leather" as her performance name. Susan appeared through the door. Susan wore her long, curly brown hair in a loose ponytail. Her make-up was exactly as it was when we left our hotel, just fresher. Susan wore a white lace teddy, white lace panties, and white seamed stockings. Her stockings were held up by a white lace garter. Her lower legs were covered to the knee by white patent leather high heel boots. Around her neck, she wore a sheer white scarf. Susan looked very, very hot. As she pranced by me, she handed me her purse and said, "Tape it, please." I did as I was told and moved to a place where I could see the action. The women entered the party room and a huge cheer went up as the girls started to dance. Susan seemed a bit self conscious at first but watched as Kristy worked the room. Kristy would dance up to a guy and wrap the cat-o-nine tails around his neck and pull his face into her chest while rubbing her leather-clad boobs all over the sailors face. Susan then shook her way to the center of the floor, got down on her knees and slowly pulled the scarf from her neck. She gracefully rose to her feet, undid the knot holding her hair. Susan threw her head back and forth in time to the music as her hair tousled back and forth. The resulting look was one of a woman on fire. The men in the room whistled and applauded loudly. Susan then sauntered over to each guy who was in the first ring of men surrounding the dance floor and gave each of them a kiss on the cheek. During each little kiss, my wife was groped by strange hands. Kristy was still working her way around the room and was letting each man she passed feel her tits and ass through the leather fabric. The women met at the groom who was seated on a folding chair in the first row midway in the circle that surrounded "dance floor". Susan straddled the grooms right leg and Kristy straddled his left leg. Together, to the beat of the music, they ground their pussies on his thighs. Just as quickly as they straddled the groom, they each stroked his cock though his pants and hopped off. "God, you're hung like a horse!", yelled Kristy as she hopped off. "Your wife is going to be one happy woman," yelled Susan as she hopped off his leg. "I bet I can make you one happy woman," yelled the groom to the cheers of the crowd. They turned their attention to the best man, seated in a folding chair to the side of the groom. They straddled his legs just as they did the grooms, only this time, Kristy reached behind her back and undid her leather corset with a tug. The women humped on the best mans' legs, then Susan reached around her back and undid the tie that held her teddy closed. In unison, Susan and Kristy hopped off the best mans' legs, turned their backs to him, spread their legs, bent over at the waist, and let their tops fall to the floor. Susan and Kristy wrapped their arms over their breasts and slowly turned until they were ass to ass. They slowly stood and ground their asses into each other. This drew another loud cheer from the crowd. They dropped their hands and arms revealing their breasts to their appreciative audience. Three months ago, the scene unfolding before me was restricted to dreams at night while I slept. Now, in the flesh, I was watching my wife and her new lover drive a crowd of horny sailors wild with their act. Catlike, Kristy turned to face Susan and slowly ran her whip over my wife's tits. Next, Kristy slid her whip around Susan's neck and pulled her face down, toward her tits. Kristy rubbed her large tits all over Susan's face as my wife tried in vain to lick Kristy's nipples. The duo broke their embrace and danced around the room, making sure each guy in attendance got a feel of their bare tits on their faces. Kristy, in a very subtle move released the buckle on her belt and let it fall on the floor. Next, Kristy popped a hidden snap on the side of her leather panties and let them fall to the floor. Susan, right on cue, stepped out of her panties as well. Both women revealed the skimpiest of g-string to the thirty or so men. Then each woman laid on the floor, put their legs over their heads, then slowly brought them down, spreading them on the way. Susan then walked over to the groom, touched his crotch with the toes of her boot then wedged her foot under the mans balls. Kristy did the same to the best man. The place started to go wild. The groom's hands reached out to feel my wife's breasts and Susan let him have his way. His rough, black hands pinched and tweaked her nipples. I could tell my wife was getting very excited as she breathlessly yelled, "Oh, my God!" Kristy, with her boot buried under the best man's balls, looked over at Susan and smiled. The clearly turned on women gracefully broke free of the two men, turned their backs to the crowd, bent over at the waist, and pulled their g-strings to one side giving the two seated men and those behind them a clear view of their cunts. Susan cupped Kristy's ass with one hand, Kristy cupped Susan's ass with one hand and the two traced their fingers up and down the cracks of their asses. Susan surprised Kristy by sticking her middle finger into partner's pussy. Not to be outdone, Kristy did the same. They then stood up and licked their fingers clean. Someone in the back of the room yelled, "Eat her, Lace!" "You just wait!" My wife yelled in response. Susan, on her own, clearly infatuated with the size of the grooms cock, got up and walked over to the groom, took his large right hand, licked his middle finger, and put it under her g-string. This was entirely unexpected, and I was shocked at the brazen look on my wife's face as she looked at me then smiled wickedly. The groom inserted his middle finger into my wife's dripping pussy and pumped a few times. Kristy came up behind Susan, reached around and cupped my wife's tits with each hand whispered something in her ear and Susan slowly pulled the groom's hand from her g-string. Susan then moved the groom's hand to Kristy's mouth and licked my wife's nectar from his finger. Susan bent over and kissed the groom full on the mouth. Susan let her hand stray to his crotch and slowly massaged his cock through his pants. By now, my cock was rock hard and it was all I could do to keep the camera in the purse aimed at the action. I moved over to a position behind the best man and groom so I could get a good shot and see the action up close myself. Kristy then bent over and kissed the best man full on the mouth for the longest time all the while massaging the best man's cock just as Susan was doing with the groom. Kristy and Susan looked at each other and yelled, "They're hard!" "Hey, what about me?" Rose the shouts in the room. "If you're not hard by now, you're dead!" Yelled Susan. "Hang in there! You might win us!", Kristy yelled in reply. Just then, the women stopped what they were doing and moved to the center of the floor, shaking their asses boldly on their way. They then turned, got on their knees and lowered their g-strings to their knees. Kristy reached over and ripped the g-string from my wife's knee's, held it to her nose and yelled, "This one smells like pussy! Who want's it?" A chorus of I do's filled the room as Kristy threw the soaked g- string into the crowd. Susan got on her hands and knees, stuck her bare ass up in the air and made sure the groom got a good look of her womanhood as she traced a finger from her asshole to her cunt. As she was doing this, she turned her head, bit Kristy's g-string and ripped it from her legs. Susan rose to her feet, g-string still clenched between her pearl white teeth, surveyed the room and walked over to a black man in the audience then kissed him hard on the mouth. Hands from men on either side of her explored her body. Susan was really turned on. It was obvious she was having a great time. She broke the kiss as she copped a feel of his cock through his pants. She turned and left the g-string in the stunned mans mouth. Kristy took Susan's hand and led her back to the center of the floor. Once at the center of the floor, Kristy cracked her whip on the floor and yelled, "Kiss me, bitch!" Susan dutifully obeyed the command from her mistress for the evening and soon the women were really into it. The room grew silent as the two women explored each other's mouths with their tongues. After what must have been two minutes of kissing, Susan whispered something in Kristy's ear. They walked over to the groom and best man, grabbed them by the hand and walked over to the sofa on the other side of the room. I followed as best I could. They were ad libbing now and clearly both women were very, very horny. I managed to stroke my own cock through my pants as I slipped through the crowd. Turns out, I wasn't alone. There was a lot of pocket pool going on in the crowd. Susan and Kristy sat the men down on the couch then walked around the room with their hands exploring their asses. It was quite a sight as the two women clad in only garters, stockings, and boots moved through the room. They kept whispering as the walked. They were planning their next move. The women stopped then asked two sailors in the crowd to carry the two, now vacant folding chairs and place them in front of the groom and best man. As they put the chairs down, Susan and Kristy kissed the two sailors on the mouth and tweaked their cocks. Susan stood in front of the groom, held up her hand and Kristy took it to steady Susan as she placed one foot outside of the groom and one foot on the other side, she was straddling the groom. The groom now had a clear view of my wife's pussy. Susan then turned and helped Kristy straddle the best man. By this time, the crowd had formed behind the couch and I was in the front row with a clear view of the two pussies staring at the men seated on the couch. Kristy then reached between her spread legs and spread her cunt lips for the men to see. She then began to play with her clit. In a moment, she threw her head back and inserted first one, then two fingers into her juicy pussy and finger fucked herself. Susan, straddling the groom was doing the same thing. Susan withdrew her fingers from her pussy and traced her fingers over the black mans lips. The groom did not miss a beat and licked her fingers, savoring the taste. Kristy pulled her fingers out of her pussy and asked the best man to suck them. He did as he was told. By now, the groom had grabbed Susan by the legs and was pulling Susan's pussy to his face. The best man was doing the same thing--the place was going wild with cheers and sexual electricity. Susan took the groom by his shaved head and smashed his face into her sopping wet pussy. She bent at the knees, then aided by Kristy put both arms behind her then grabbed the back of the chair placed in front of the groom by the sailors. Susan then ground her hips into the face of the groom, flashing a look of lust right into the camera. Kristy didn't have a chance to grab the best man's head, the man was already eating her pussy for all he was worth. Susan and Kristy's nipples were rock hard and a few guys came around behind the women and started feeling their breasts. One man started sucking on one of Susan's nipples. Susan let out a loud moan as she felt the pleasure from two mouths on her body. Kristy nudged Susan and the two women slowly stopped grinding their pussies. I could tell Susan did not want to stop. The sailors behind Susan helped her down. Each got a kiss and a groping feel of their now erect cocks. Susan helped Kristy down. They moved the chairs away, turned, and kissed each other. The room grew silent as the lucky sailors watched. Susan started feeling Kristy's tits as they kissed. Just as the night before, when they were lovers for the first time, Susan worked her way down Kristy's neck. She licked, kissed, and lightly bit on her lovers neck then moved to Kristy's hard, hard nipples. Susan pressed Kristy's nipples together and lightly bit them both at the same time. The resulting wave of passion caused Kristy to moan very loudly. The two women then laid on the floor in front of the groom and best man, spread their legs wide, raised their hips, kissed lightly then Kristy rolled on top of Susan. Susan spread her legs again then Kristy put one of her legs between Susan's legs and both women began rubbing their pussies together. By now you could have heard a pin drop in the room as the men were transfixed by the scene unfolding before them. Both Susan and Kristy were moaning now. They were really into their "act", now. Slowly the women uncoupled, Kristy laid down on her back and Susan dived into her pussy. It was clear Kristy was shocked as Susan actually ate her pussy in front of all the men. The sailors crowded around the lovers and made comments like, "The Brunette is really eating her cunt, man!" ******** Crossings, Chapter Three Part Two Comments like those seemed to drive Susan wild. Susan, without missing a lick, turned around and sat on Kristy's face. The two women were now in a sixty-nine. Susan smashed her cunt on Kristy's face so that Kristy had no choice but to eat her pussy. Susan was really grinding her hips now and Kristy was getting into being eaten, too. Men started feeling Susan's ass as it stuck up in the air. One man licked his finger and stuck it into my wife's asshole. Susan recoiled, looked up at me, smiled and dove back down into her lover's pussy. The men were taking turns sticking their fingers into my wife's ass and as they did that, Susan put a finger into Kristy's ass. The scene was unreal. Suddenly, both women erupted into violent orgasms that drew cheers from everyone in attendance. Susan rolled off Kristy, helped Kristy to her feet and arm in arm, announced, "Who is the winner of the raffle! We're ready, now!" Kristy excused herself and went into the bedroom. She came back seconds later with her workout bag and placed it on the floor at her feet. Mike, the best man, went into the foyer and returned with a shoebox. He removed the lid, placed the box in front of Susan who took out one folded piece of paper. "Is Jack here?" She yelled. Jack was here all right and let out a yell, "Yes!" "You're the lucky guy!" Said Kristy as Susan hugged her. While Jack made his way through the crowd, some of the sailors turned away. "Don't you all want to watch?" Yelled Kristy. "Hell, yes!" Was cried out nearly unanimously. Judging from the way he looked, Jack was about nineteen. He was average looking, clean cut, and very nervous. As he got to Kristy, both she and Susan kissed him gently and whispered something in his ear. Whatever they said seem to make him feel more at ease. Kristy then knelt down, opened her bag and handed a condom to Susan. Kristy then went to work on Jack. She kissed Jack deeply then asked him, "Can you taste Lace's juice on my lips?" "Yes," Jack stuttered. Susan then unbuttoned Jack's shirt and let her hands run all over his chest. Kristy reached down and started massaging Jack's rising cock through his pants. Jack was getting into it and so were the two women. The women kissed each other, then Susan dropped to her knees. Kristy kissed Jack hard, letting her tongue explore his mouth. As this was going on, Susan opened the condom package and put the rubber into her mouth. Susan stroked Jack's cock through his pants a couple of times, then unsnapped and unzipped his pants in one smooth motion. Susan pulled down both pants and underwear in a flash. Kristy stopped kissing Jack then dropped to her knees in front of him. Kristy took Jacks cock in her hand and kissed it gently. Jack twitched noticeably when Kristy fed Jacks still growing cock into my wife's mouth. Jack was getting the royal treatment--Susan was using her mouth to slide the rubber over his cock. Susan pulled Jack's ass toward her and swallowed Jacks cock whole. Kristy kissed and fondled Jacks balls ass Susan continued to give Jack the blowjob of his young life. Kristy asked Jack to lie down on the floor while Susan continued to suck his cock. Soon Kristy and Susan were sharing Jacks cock, alternately swallowing, then licking the head. Susan and Kristy's tongues often met as they ate cock. The room was silent again. The men were gathering around to get a better view. Susan looked around and said to Jack, "Leather is going to fuck you, now. I'm going to sit on your face. You eat me good, now." Susan took Jack's cock and guided it into Kristy's pussy as she sat on it. Kristy started fucking Jack very slowly. At the time, I thought Kristy wanted to really make this guy last. Susan then started flicking her finger on Kristy's clit. As Susan continued this, she swung herself around and sat on Jack's face so that she was facing Kristy. Kristy leaned forward and the women kissed. As they kissed, Susan was grinding her hips on to Jack's tongue. The men behind both Susan and Kristy started feeling each woman's tits. There were hands everywhere. Soon both women were lost in the passion of the moment. Susan was moaning incomprehensibly as strange hands were working their magic on her erect nipples. Kristy was glassy-eyed as she stole a glance in my direction. Susan then came up for air and shocked everyone by saying, "I want to suck the grooms big black cock. Get over here, now, hubby-to-be." Kristy said, "I want a cock in my mouth, too. Who's first?" I was too excited to care at this point. I opened the purse, went to the bathroom and changed the tape and battery for the camera. While in the bathroom, I fought the urge to jerk off but finished changing the tape and battery very quickly. I trotted to the party room and started recording the gang bang that was developing. The groom was having to be convinced to go through with having his dick sucked by a woman other than his wife-to-be. The best man, true to his title, was winning the argument. Kristy was surrounded by four our five dicks pointing straight out at her mouth. She settled on a medium-sized one and began sucking in earnest as she fucked Jack. Susan, on the hand, had to yell, "Hey, pussy eater, get your cock over here right now." Susan continued to grind her cunt into Jacks face and hand's from everywhere were feeling her tits and rubbing her pussy. "Look at all these cocks, just waiting for me to suck, but I won't do it until I get yours DJ!" Susan threatened. It was true, there were about ten bare cocks sticking out. Men were stroking their meat right there as my wife waited for the one cock she wanted in her mouth. The groom slowly rose from his seat on the couch and walked over to Susan. "Here it is, now suck it!" The black man exclaimed. Susan took the soft black dick in her hands. Even soft, the dick was the largest I had ever seen. Susan's eyes bulged but she put the head of the dick into her hot mouth and fed it into her mouth as far as it could go. She sucked slowly at first, then started to move faster as the cock grew in her mouth. Kristy was in heaven. She started alternating between dicks that stuck out at her. She would suck one for a few strokes then move to the next one in line all the while fucking Jack. Jack started moaning beneath Susan, but Susan couldn't care less, she was sucking her first black cock and loving every minute of it. Jack lifted Susan off his face and said, "I'm coming. I'm coming." And he did. Now, the gang bang was in full swing. This was never planned, but Susan was clearly hotter than I had ever seen her and she was going to get what she wanted. Susan led the groom by the cock over to the couch where the best man was still sitting. She instructed the groom to sit down then continued to suck his cock. Kristy grabbed a handful of condoms from her bag and asked everyone who wanted to fuck her to take one and form a line. Kristy walked over to the couch and sat spread eagled next to the groom who was lost in the blowjob my wife was giving him. Both women were possessed by something wild and wonderful. The groom's black cock grew to about 11 or 12 inches and Susan was having trouble getting as much as the head in her mouth. Still, she kept stroking the black dick with both hands as she finally got the head in her mouth. Kristy looked over at the cock filling my wife's mouth and gasped. It was the biggest cock she had ever seen, too. Kristy handed a condom to the first man who came to her. The man had a large cock, but it was clearly not as large a cock as the grooms. He took position between Kristy's legs and inserted his latex covered cock into her pussy. Slowly at first, then faster, Kristy was getting fucked by a stranger. Kristy reached around, found a cock and stuck it into her mouth. As she was sucking, her pussy was getting pounded. Susan's pace quickened on the black cock. The groom started raising his hips to meet Susan's expert strokes, then he started coming. Susan tried as hard as she could to keep up with the sperm pumping into her mouth, but she could not. Come started oozing from her lips and on to her hands as she continued to pump away on the cock. Susan lifted her mouth and tried to catch the come as it erupted from the coal black penis. Susan missed and a huge load squirted above her nose and into her hair. Another shot hit her on the cheek. My wife was getting a cum shower. Susan took the man's huge balls into one of her hands and began milking them. Sperm was still coming from the cock. Susan was catching some with her mouth, but most of it was hitting her on her face, hair, and neck. When it appeared the tide of cum was ebbing, Susan licked a finger and stuck it into the man's asshole. She did not pump her finger in and out, instead, she massaged the mans prostate. The man let out a huge moan and shot a huge, thick load right into my wife's mouth. With that load, the man's hips sank back on the couch. Susan then got up and grabbed a handful of rubbers just like Kristy had done. She opened one package and stretched the rubber over the grooms still throbbing cock. "No way I'm going to let you go without a fuck, big guy," Susan said to the groom as she gave the head of the cock a parting suck. Susan was insatiable now. "After I fuck this big black cock, I'll take on anyone who wants a piece." Susan announced. With cum running from her face and throat onto her chest and tits, she took the huge cock in her left hand, straddled the man, and slowly settled onto the largest cock that had ever been in her cunt. Susan's face glowed with pleasure as the head of the groom's penis parted the lips of her dripping pussy. Susan stopped her descent, reached down with her right hand and parted the lips of her pussy to allow the cock to enter easily--or so she thought. Susan put more weight on the black cock. As the head of the slowly entered her tight pussy, Susan let out a moan that was the most erotic thing I ever heard--the moan came from her soul. "Your cock is so big, DJ!" Susan said as more of his cock entered her vagina. "It's ripping me apart," Susan said as she reached behind her to feel the cock now about halfway into her pussy. Susan began to slowly pump herself up and down on the black cock as it burrowed its way into her stretching pussy. Beads of perspiration broke out on Susan's forehead, back, and arms as she continued her quest to work the entire length of her black lovers cock into her cunt. With each stroke, more of the cock became invisible. "This is the best cock I have ever had!" Exclaimed Susan, sweat now dripping from her brow. "I'm so full, I can't believe it," Susan moaned to her lover. Susan felt for the cock again finding it was not yet fully immersed by her cunt. About two inches were not yet in her pussy. Susan's pace quickened on the cock. She was beside herself and before she could get all the cock into her, she came in a shattering orgasm. She bent forward and kissed her lover deeply while she continued to rock on his rock hard cock. Susan was pushing really hard on the cock now and was furiously kissing the black man. She was determined to get all of the huge cock into her. Next to her, Kristy was on her third or fourth dick of the evening. She was sucking on a black sailor's dick and getting fucked by an older sailor as he knelt between her legs. With each hand, she was stroking two more men as they massaged and pinched her nipples. The contrasting sight of the black cock and blonde hair was too much for a couple of sailors and they came from their own stroking. Their sperm hit Kristy on the breasts. At the side of Kristy, a younger sailor asked her if she wanted to be made "airtight". Kristy nodded and the older sailor laid down on his back. Kristy, now ready for anything, grabbed the sailors cock and spit on it, and slowly lowered her ass on it. His cock popped in immediately. Kristy, overcome by the sensations, said to the men at either side of her, "Let me have it, hard." With that, the black man Kristy was sucking off before she was getting ass-fucked positioned himself between her legs and plunged his hard tool into Kristy's wet cunt. Now, both women were being fucked by black men. Being double fucked wasn't enough, so Kristy sucked the cock of a man who was kneeling at the trio's side. Kristy was now officially watertight and loved every inch of the plugs filling her orifices. Kristy was bathed in perspiration. Men lined up to be next guy to have his cock sucked, fucked or pumped by the wanton blonde. On the couch, Susan was still fucking the huge cock with reckless abandon. When she felt the balls of the black man touch her ass, she knew she had all of the cock in her. Still, it wasn't enough. "I need more cock, I want to suck cock," Susan pleaded as she looked right at the best man. The best man, again, true to his title, straddled the groom. Susan unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock free. The best man's cock was very big as cocks go, but it was no match for the grooms lethal weapon. Susan leaned forward and took the cock into her mouth. She did not miss a stroke on the black man's cock stretching her vaginal walls to the limit. Susan pulled the best man toward her as she sucked. Two black guys who were up to this point watching Susan take the groom's cock, unzipped their pants and presented two hard cocks for her waiting hands. I could take no more. I walked around the couch, set the purse down on the armrest, aiming it to so the lens of the camera hidden inside could take in what was about to transpire. I unzipped my pants, got a condom, put it on, then positioned myself so I could enter my wife's waiting asshole. I worked up some saliva and spit on my hand. I rubbed some on my cock and inserted a finger into Susan's asshole. Susan pushed back on my finger indicating her eagerness to be filled to the limit. She didn't even know who was there, but it didn't matter at that point. I could have been anyone and Susan would have done the same thing. I worked another finger into Susan's tight asshole and heard her muffled moans of pleasure while she worked on the four other dicks at her immediate disposal. I removed my fingers, spit on my hand again and rubbed the saliva on Susan's anus. I moved my cock closer to my wife's asshole and slowly pressed the head of my cock against the puckered opening. Pressing harder, I felt Susan's asshole open slightly at first, then more as the head of my cock entered her bowels. I could feel the black man's huge cock against my own through the separating tissues. I pushed hard into Susan and fucked her asshole. My balls brushed against those of the black man but it didn't matter. I wanted to come. I had waited long enough. Susan was delirious as she now became airtight just like her female lover, Kristy. I took in the sights surrounding me. Behind and to the right of me, Kristy was getting fucked by two men. She was sucking a cock. Her muffled moans charged the air. In front of me, Susan was blowing the best man as the groom and I fucked her. In each hand she held a black cock. The sight of my wife's mouth on a cock was too much to take. I felt sperm well up inside. The groom started bucking harder. I alternated strokes with him. Susan was moaning and breathing very hard through her nose and around the cock in her mouth when possible. Slurping noises came from behind me and at almost the same moment, the groom and I came. I was in complete bliss. Susan was still grinding on the huge cock in her pussy as I pulled out. Immediately after I pulled out, one of the black guys getting a hand job from my wife took my place in her asshole. The best man started moaning then yelled, "Swallow it, Lace!" Susan obliged the best man by swallowing his entire load with a gulp. Susan looked around for another cock and started sucking on the one in her left hand. Susan was still grinding on the cocks in her pussy and asshole. Soon, though, the huge cock in her pussy grew soft. Susan broke off her activities with the other men as she slipped the black cock from her pussy. She then licked the cunt juice from the sheathed shrinking shaft. "Who want's pussy, ass, or a blowjob?" Susan cried out. "Grab a rubber, put it on, and I'm all yours!" The scene was not much different than before. Both Susan and Kristy were taking on all the guys they could handle in any way they could handle them. I went into the bedroom to replace the tape and battery but found that all the supplies were exhausted. I was disappointed there would be no video record of the rest of the night, but my disappointment was short lived as I watched my beautiful wife and our new friend fuck themselves and everyone else in the room into oblivion. I had never seen anything like it and I doubted I ever would, again. The women were fucking the men as if it was an assembly line. I wanted to enjoy this for all it was worth, so I got in line to fuck Kristy. Before I tired, I had fucked Susan twice more--I know she didn't know it was me and I fucked Kristy three times--twice in her ass and once in her cunt. Susan had fucked everyone in the room at least twice and some three times. She ended her fuckfest by impaling herself on the grooms huge cock one more time. As the party came to a close, the best man addressed the now exhausted, drained crowd, "This has to be the wildest bachelor party anyone here has ever attended. I want to thank Leather and Lace for a wonderful, wonderful show and party, I know I will always remember this." Susan and Kristy kissed playfully. "The best thing we can all do is dig down deep into our wallets, pockets, or whatever, show some appreciation, and tip these hot babes extremely generously. Never let it be said that we're cheap!" As the best man concluded his speech, he reached into his wallet, held up a hundred dollar bill, and put it into the shoe box he had returned to the door. There was silence in the bedroom of the suite as Kristy and Susan cleaned up and got dressed. As they were putting on the finishing touches, Susan turned to me, smiled and said, "Mark, I've never felt so thoroughly fucked in my life." "I bet," I said smiling, "We all had the times of our lives tonight. Thank you!" "Thank you, Mark," Susan said. "I never knew I had this in me." "You had a lot in you, tonight, Susie," Kristy smiled. "That huge cock was good to you, eh?" "Yeah, it sure was." Susan said then whispered something to Kristy as the three of us grabbed our things and headed out into the suite. The only people left now were the groom and best man. Susan and Kristy each kissed the men. Susan copped one more feel of the cock in the groom's pants. "I wish I could have this again, soon," Susan said as she gave the cock a squeeze. Kristy took the shoebox from the best man and three of us left the suite. In the car on the way back to Kristy's condo, I said, "Susan, you can have as much sex as often as you like with whomever you like." We had crossed a bridge in our relationship. I knew from this point on that Susan was a new, more vital woman who loved sex. "Mark, does that mean you don't mind if I screw around?" Susan asked with a smile. "After tonight, I don't think of it as screwing around. I think of it as you taking care of your needs." I answered. The women turned to each other and smiled. It was three am when we pulled into the parking lot at Kristy's condo. "Why don't you two come up and spend the night with me tonight?" Kristy offered.. "That sounds great," I said. "I'm dead tired and really don't feel driving another inch." "Good," Susan said with a yawn. Inside, to save time, the three of us showered and climbed into Kristy's king sized bed. I kissed both women goodnight. Kristy and Susan kissed each other goodnight. I wasn't awake to see the light go out.