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CROSSINGS,  (M/F, M/M+/F, FF, MF/F, wife, sluts)



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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!" 





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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.