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Story title : The Submission Game - part 3

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Sister 5 The Submission Game - part 3 (MMF, exh, orgy, 
intr, challenge sex)
by Coyote (coyote1@lvcm.com)

***

Jodi continues her exploits in her "submission game" 
that was set up by her sister, Jessica, my wife.


(Chapter 5)
THE SUBMISSION GAME - Part 3


I let her sleep on the way back, and the short nap did Jodi 
a world of good. Upon entering the house, we were greeted 
by Eve who said that her husband was entertaining Jessica 
on the patio, and they were all waiting to see Jodi in her 
new outfit. Catching my eyes glancing around the room, Eve 
smirked and escorted us through the house to the French 
doors opening onto the veranda. What we saw when we got 
there was very impressive, but not that surprising. Eve's 
husband and Jessica were in a 69 with Jess on top. 

It being a warm day, both were sweating profusely, my 
wife's slick creamy white body atop Tyler's shiny black 
skin was working hard as her hips ground her pussy onto his 
mouth, and her blond head bobbed up and down on his hard 
black shaft. It's funny how I remember small details, but 
her hands were cupped around his balls massaging them, 
while she occasionally slipped a finger in his asshole. Her 
eyes were closed, and his head was buried between her legs, 
slurping away at her cunt. 

The three of us stood there, Jodi now hanging on my arm and 
looking at me to make sure I was ok. We watched Jessica and 
listened to her squishing sounds, pumping and sucking 
faster, apparently totally unaware of our presence. As the 
pace picked up, Jodi squeezed my arm and pointed to his 
balls, which she could see were pulling up to the base of 
his shaft, indicating his imminent ejaculation. I could 
tell when Jessica came from the shudder of her ass cheeks, 
and his release was obvious when the cum flowed from 
between his cock and Jess's lips. Her small mouth was 
stretched over his thick black pole, which made it hard to 
swallow, and so, much of his jism just poured over her 
hands at the base.

After waiting about 30 seconds, Jodi started a slow 
singular applause, startling the pair who awoke from their 
revere, and looked up, still in position on the big 
mattress left there from the night before. Before she even 
said a word, Jessica locked eyes with me, and, again, in 
her taunting way, lowered her mouth full length again on 
the softening cock she still held in her hands. She pulled 
her head back up, let go with a popping sound, and went 
right on to licking up and consuming the spilled semen from 
her hands and his balls.

Without losing eye contact with me, Jessica spoke, "Wow! 
Quite an outfit, Sis, don't you think, honey?" She rolled 
her hips slightly to the side, but still held on to the now 
semi-rigid cock. Her use of the word 'honey' was directed 
at her black lover who just finished giving her a mouthful 
of semen. 

"Yeah, lots of exposure. You should have seen the attention 
I got today. And talk about access! I felt naked most of 
the day, and there was no problem accommodating the men in 
the adult store. I have to say it - Thanks, sister, but I 
guess we can all see that your not waiting for your turn in 
the harness."

"Hey, when your hot, you're hot! You can't expect me to 
wait around all day...can you? Wait....don't answer that. I 
know you expect all the attention, but I needed some of it 
before I blew my top. Being on the same cycle, I think you 
understand."

Eve piped up, "Are we going to stand around all evening 
watching these two fuck? I don't know about you, but I'm 
starved!"

The vision of Jessica peeling herself off her black lover, 
and prancing across the floor only served to make my balls 
step up their pace of producing sperm. As much as I wished 
I could enjoy a double blond header, the two women 
sauntered off to another part of the house to prepare for 
an evening of dining and dancing. Tyler dragged himself off 
the mattress, came over and actually did his best in 
complimenting me on having such a "hot bitch" in my kennel. 
"You're one lucky man! Sweet and tight.....sweet, tight and 
baby white! At least, that's what she said she wanted me to 
put inside her, except that you might say that it would 
actually be baby black." He chuckled, and invited me to 
share his room for changing.

It was now close to 6pm, and as I sat waiting in the living 
room, patiently talking to our host and hostess, the 
doorbell rang, and without hesitation, Eve yelled to "come 
in." Three invited guests for our dinner party entered the 
house. Sam and Michael were two well known club members 
(both black as the ace of spades), and were accompanied by 
Sheree, a petite white girl with deep auburn colored hair 
that hung straight to mid-back. 

I had seen both men before, and knew them to be well hung, 
polite fellows that were among my wife and sister's 
favorite sex partners. Sheree was also a club member, and 
was soon to invited to become one of the inner circle 
members due to her expressed fondness for mixed color, and 
very outspoken delight at Jodi's performance when consuming 
cum some time ago. 

Although not exceptionally built, Sheree had a friendly, 
outgoing personality that allowed her to use her piercing 
green eyes, cute facial features, and relatively slim 
figure to attract and seduce most any man of her choice. 
When she approached me saying, "Hi, I'm your lucky escort 
for the evening," I knew I had been set up, and my wife had 
plans of her own for the night. Sheree was hanging on my 
arm in a heartbeat, and, to my delight, made it very clear 
that I would suffer no frustration this evening. 

The Spanish tile floor allowed Jodi and Jessica to announce 
their entry by the sound of heels clicking down the hall. 
Two stunning blondes stood before the gathering. Jessica 
was in a short tight fitting cocktail dress that was 
backless, had a halter type strap around her neck, and 
plunging neckline between her breasts in the front. The 
white stretchy material left nothing to the imagination, as 
there were no detectable panty lines or attempt to hide her 
shapely breasts. Jodi was decked out in the number we had 
purchased for her earlier, and looked beautifully seductive 
with nipple rings, attached choker chain, and leg chains 
drooping from below her short hemline that was made even 
more apparent by her high heels. 

Now, it's a good thing that everyone here were friends, and 
knew exactly what this weekend (and especially this 
evening) was all about. The theme here was to get Jodi 
fucked as much as she could stand, and for everyone to 
enjoy either doing it to her, or watching it being done to 
her. At almost the same instance that I glanced at the 
clock, Jess noticed me and said, "...and this weekend, my 
sister is really lucky to have such a loving and attentive 
brother-in-law to guide her and see that her needs are met. 
By the way, how's Sis's schedule coming?"

"I'm afraid it's just about to slip if we don't do 
something about it in the next ten minutes. Jodi's service 
schedule indicates that maintenance is due, and it's only 
the polite thing to offer the duty to guests first. Any of 
you gentlemen volunteering?"

The man quaffing a drink lost out to Michael, who sprang up 
and beat a path to where Jodi and Jessica were standing. 
With a cavalier swoop of one hand, and holding her hand in 
the other, he said, "Dear miss Jodi, would you do me the 
honor?"

"Why yes, kind sir! May I suggest the coffee table?"

"Oh, my yes! How thoughtful. I'm sure the other guests 
would love to...oh, sheeeeit!" Jodi had immediately dropped 
to her knees, extracted his black tool in record speed, and 
had a lip lock on the black beast to raise it to attention. 

With her pretty blond locks bouncing back and forth, it was 
only a matter of seconds before she removed the black meat 
from between her red lips, and moved to the coffee table as 
promised. While the man pushed his pants to around his 
ankles, Jodi positioned herself at the edge of the massive 
stone table, and drew her feet up to her ass, and, leaning 
back on her hands, spread her knees wide to each side. Her 
short skirt was drawn up around her waist with little 
problem, offering an excellent view of her bald pussy and 
widely spread lips. Jodi's pussy spreader was doing its 
job, and offered an excellent unobstructed view directly 
into her baby oven. 

Michael paused kneeling at her entrance, his glistening 
cock in hand. At a good ten plus inches, it was an 
incredibly erotic sight as he rubbed the head up and down 
in her pussy slit. A pretty blond girl, dressed for 
cocktails and exposing her shaven self as a black cock 
slowly slid into her. Sheree was at my side, kneading my 
hard-on through my pants and breathing heavy at the sight. 
The show was clear, deliberate, and very sensual as Michael 
sank himself into her slowly, penetrating inches more at a 
time, and took his time in enjoying each deepening thrust. 
"Black man fucking white girl and with an audience," was 
the title of this painting, and everyone sat quietly 
soaking up the beauty of the moment. 

Sam's crotch was getting the same treatment as mine from 
Jessica, but we all strained hard to save the ultimate 
release for later. Michael was apparently ready for this 
evening, for try as he did, he couldn't hold off for more 
than three or four minutes of fucking Jodi before he pumped 
his seed deep inside. He held his cock buried full length 
to ensure the little seedlings penetrated to her deepest 
cavern, then slowly pulled his half erection from her open 
hole. Jodi had her eyes closed and was rocking with the 
motion of the thrusts, but had not come. Almost to the top, 
she moaned her disappointment, looked dreamily over to me, 
and mouthed softly, "Please, bro! Please, please?" 

Sheree leaned up and whispered in my ear, "Go ahead, make 
her happy. I want to watch, and before the night is over, 
I'll fuck and suck you so hard that your balls will cave 
in!" 

How could I resist. Besides, there was a bit of retribution 
in my madness as I knelt between Jodi's beautiful splayed 
legs, and gave her freshly fucked pussy the best head that 
a man could give. It made me happy to glance at Jess to see 
a slightly contorted look on her face, and the more 
strained her expression, the better my service of her great 
tasting sister. 

I took pleasure in running my tongue leisurely up and down 
the inner folds of Jodi's cunt lips. I took her clit 
between my lips and began a gentle sucking motion, just 
like she had done to my cock, only this time I was able to 
hold the jewel with my mouth while licking the underside 
with the tip of my tongue. Slowly but surely, Jodi came 
with a vengeance, her hand behind my head, pulling my mouth 
and tongue into her. When her climax started easing, she 
locked eyes with mine, and gave the unmistakable message of 
total satisfaction. She leaned forward, cupped my head in 
her hands, and whispered so that no one else heard, "That 
was the best, bro....that was the best!" I smiled, kissed 
her cheek, and turned saying, "Now let's all go to dinner."

 ~~

The van easily accommodated our party of eight as we drove 
into town and arrived at a prominent downtown hotel where 
we had reservations at a rather exclusive restaurant. The 
meal was excellent, and was enjoyed in a relaxed and 
friendly atmosphere that, by any other standard, could have 
been a family reunion. However, the twist that heightened 
the conversation was that it was mostly centered around 
Jodi's experiences, and her detailed descriptions of sexual 
adventures throughout the day. 

I think that most of the spice came from the enthusiasm 
with which Jodi related each episode of embarrassment and 
raw sex that followed her that day. She seemed alive with 
glowing memories as she gracefully consumed her meal and 
simultaneously intertwined stories of her adventures in the 
normal dinner conversation for the entertainment of the 
group. What was particularly enticing was the fact that she 
made no effort to stop her explanations when being served, 
so I know that the waiter distinctly heard bits and pieces 
of Jodi's intimate descriptions. 

Jodi's "obligations" were relaxed for the evening meal, but 
were scheduled to resume later that night. After dinner 
drinks were taken in the hotel lounge, so the party of 
eight grandly paraded to a table at a window that 
overlooked the city. Entertainment was provided in disco 
style as the popular gathering place began filling up. 
Patrons and staff were both noticed as unable to hide their 
curiosity of the arrangement at our table - eight people: 
four men, only one white, and four women, only one black. 
The seating was especially noticeable with Jodi and Jessica 
each nuzzled between the three black men. The dance floor 
was lit enough for everyone to watch those on the floor, 
but the lighting at the tables was subdued. Nevertheless, 
to add to her sister's ordeal, Jessica asked, "Tyler, 
wouldn't you and the others like a little splash of Jodi in 
your drinks?"

Jodi blushed in the dim light as Tyler queried, "What do 
you mean?"

"I mean...a little splash of breast milk for you fellas."

A broad smile swept over the black faces as they turned to 
Jodi who, lowering part of her dress, took Tyler's glass, 
and began expressing milk from her tit. A few squirts into 
two glasses was all she could manage, since she was 
slightly dehydrated from her day's activity and the 
dancing. "Oh, here. Let me help," Jessica volunteered, and 
she immediately took Michael's glass, pulled down one side 
of her dress, and began squeezing her breast and nipple. 

Within seconds the white milk began to stream into the 
glass, and she kept squeezing until there was a good shot 
in the man's drink. Several patrons sat in shock at the 
next table, but Jessica continued without missing a stroke 
by recovering the exposed breast, uncovering the other, and 
continuing to milk herself into Sam's glass. Without saying 
a word, she covered back up when done, and went back to 
sipping her drink. Both girls love an exhibition, and found 
it even more enticing to flaunt it in a public place. The 
thrill, the excitement, the rush was the adrenaline that 
kept them pushing the envelope.

Music blared and the vibrations of the sound heated up the 
sexual sensations pervading the lounge. More couples began 
dancing on the slightly elevated wooden floor in the middle 
of the room, and we all took turns with each other at the 
table in enjoying the feeling of the night. Music that you 
can feel never fails to be an aphrodisiac for women 
whenever dancing is involved. Tonight was no exception, 
and, in fact, was very much intended to fuel the sensual 
fires of the ladies in our party. On the only occasion I 
had to dance with my wife, my visual suspicions were 
physically confirmed as it was easy to feel the absence of 
undergarments, and the consequential arousal of her smooth 
skin, covered by the thinnest of material. Her breathing 
was not made heavy from the exercise of dancing, but I 
could tell that sexual tension was building within her, and 
fanning the flames that made her body sweat and her eyes 
glaze over with a "come fuck me" expression.

Jodi was by no means ignored on the dance floor, for the 
combination of dress, body chains, and protruding pierced 
nipples was accentuated by the way she worked the crowd 
with her finely honed tools. As she danced she could feel 
her nakedness being teased by rushing air from underneath 
her skirt, and she would take advantage of the fast tunes 
to twirl in a fashion that made the material of her fancy 
cocktail dress stand straight out like a spinning 
cheerleader's. As she spun, she knowingly displayed the 
obvious connections of her leg chains. 

The pussy spreader flashed instantaneous beams from the 
disco lights positioned around the base of the dance floor 
and pointed up toward the dancers. The baldness of her 
pussy and ass was greeted with unbelieving glances from the 
tables surrounding the floor, as well as those fortunate 
enough to look up from across the room at the exact moment 
of exposure. The sight of the two sisters gyrating in both 
slow and fast motion with black and white partners alike 
caused audible levels of moans and groans as their dance 
cards quickly filled.

"Wait! Dance cards!?" I thought to myself as it suddenly 
occurred to me that Jessica was coming back to our table 
and giving four digit numbers to Eve, who immediately 
jotted them on a 3 by 5 card. When she had collected about 
a dozen numbers, the sisters came back to the table to sit 
for awhile, and enjoy a drink break. Their bodies were 
glistening with dew as their refreshed drinks were sipped 
in a prelude to the upcoming events. 

Jess made eye contact with first me, then the group saying, 
"Well, are we ready for the next round?" An enthusiastic 
nod from all at our table was met by raised eyebrows from 
Jodi and myself as Jess furthered, "Let's get to the room 
so the party can get started." The interracial party got up 
and made our way to a hotel suite that was reserved for the 
night. On the way out of the disco, Jessica pointed and 
nodded to many of the men with whom she and Jodi danced, as 
if signaling her unspoken, but well understood, selection 
for the night. Many men nodded and prepared to leave for 
their rooms. Turning to the group as we walked, "Oh, and by 
the way, Jodi's back on schedule as of right now." 11 p.m. 
and the night was still young.

The suite consisted of two bedrooms, each with a king size 
bed, and a central living area with couch, coffee table and 
two overstuffed chairs. The wet bar completed the amenities 
of the nicely furnished refuge, and was immediately set 
upon by our black host and his wife, who began preparing 
refreshments for all. In the same sweeping motion that it 
took all to enter the suite and take a first look around, 
Jessica took charge saying, "Ok, everyone, party time! 
Strip and make yourselves at home." We all knew what was 
expected, and began removing the clothes that kept our 
bodies from being shared. Piles of material were created in 
the two bedrooms, and soon naked bodies were everywhere, 
with hands pouring over the family that was created for 
this special occasion. 

The half hour that it took to walk from the disco, visit 
the rest room, and shed our clothes was graciously pointed 
out as leaving only 30 minutes for Jodi to fulfill her next 
fuck obligation. I knew it, and she didn't blink an eye or 
lose a beat as her freshly denuded body grabbed Sam, flung 
him down on one of the beds, and began work on his already 
semi rigid tool. Sheree and I watched for the few minutes 
it took for Jodi to get Sam hard and turn around to where 
she was being fucked doggy style, black balls slapping 
against her white ass. I had seen plenty of Jodi getting 
reamed all day, so I took Sheree by the hand, and with 
jiggling tits, she followed me to the main room. 

By now, Sheree was as hot as a smoking pistol, and 
literally attacked my body with unmasked lust. She wasted 
no time in maneuvering our bodies into a heated sixty-nine 
on the sofa, and pushed her sopping pussy over my mouth as 
she sucked my cock like it was her last. Like most of the 
women in the club's inner circle, she too had no pubic hair 
to spoil the view. 

In fact, Sheree had gone to the added expense of having a 
complete electrolysis make over of her pussy, which left it 
stubble free, and a favorite of most of the club members, 
including many of the women. The feeling, scent, and taste 
of her girl juice took me to another world of total 
pleasure and freedom of expression as I did my best to 
twist her around my tongue. I didn't want her to come right 
away, but pent-up fire overtook her body and sent her into 
a shivering mass of pulses that caused her legs to close 
against the sides of my head as she flooding pussy treated 
my to extras. Her body shook for over a full minute while 
she thankfully stopped her fellation of my prick. I just 
love it when I'm able to make a woman completely lose 
control, but always make sure she isn't in the position to 
bite me off at the root.

Her eyes opened dreamily as she looked back at me and 
twisted around to return the favor. I slouched on the sofa 
with my legs spread wide, and feet on the coffee table, 
while Sheree knelt between my legs in perfect position. She 
took me in her warm mouth, and started allowed her saliva 
to coat my penis as she began her incredibly strong sucking 
motions. I was in Heaven, and got even harder when I 
noticed a beautiful nubian female body spreading its legs 
next to me on the couch. I place may hand on the wet pussy 
being offered, and ran my fingers over the erect clitoris 
while slipping my thumb inside the juicy hole. It was my 
turn to play white on black as Sheree serviced my cock from 
below. I changed hand positions with two, then three 
fingers in her pussy and my thumb sliding back and forth 
over her clit, producing an arousal of heavy breathing, 
closed eyes, and hips bucking against my hand.

I was way beyond caring about the scenes available to me 
through the open doorways to the bedrooms. Jessica had a 
big black cock plunging deep in her pussy as she knelt over 
Michael resting her hands on his shoulders, and pumping his 
tool with her cunt from atop. The view, mostly from the 
back, but slightly to the side, afforded me a good shot of 
her bouncing tits and stretched pussy lips while she rode 
the black horse underneath, slapping against his balls on 
every down stroke.

Through the other door I could see Jodi being skewered 
front and back on two black poles. The dinner break gave 
her new life, and she obviously was feeling her second 
wind. The sight of the two blondes being black fucked was 
too much for my imagination, and I nearly exploded into 
Sheree's mouth. By now, I could hear the moans and groans 
of climaxes from both bedrooms. Male and female voices 
alike were tuned to a high pitch as virtually all came 
within a matter of minutes. The girls were shuddering as 
their male studs filled them to their very depths with 
black semen in mouths and vaginas. 

As a member in good standing, I could not ignore the 
violent anticipation of the Eve to my side, and I rolled 
over to service the dark flower, which opened to petal pink 
at the touch. I positioned myself between her legs, and 
Sheree guided me in. It was such a different feeling, a 
white man fucking a black girl, and I realized that it just 
isn't the same as the contrast between a black man and 
white woman. As my white cock sank between the dark lips, 
they were pulled inward making a most unusual contrast, but 
as I withdrew, the black turned to pink as if this 
chameleon kept turning inside out, shifting from taboo to 
non-taboo. With a white woman, it's a continuous skewering 
with black meat into a seemingly virginal and pure orifice. 
The ravage of the purity combined with the taboo of 
possibly mixing skin colors in a new life form makes that 
coupling unique in all the world, thus forming the basis of 
dreams, nightmares and fantasies as one wishes to view it.

Within minutes I was pumping white sperm into Eve's dark 
body, and producing a climax reaction in response to my 
release. White or black, the feelings are the same, and we 
both lay in the ecstasy of the moment, breathing deeply of 
each other while my cock drifted into temporary and sleepy 
bliss.

"All right!" was all we heard as our moment was broken with 
Jodi's words. "Good to see you in the spirit, bro, but, 
that leaves four empty cocks by my count. Now what am I 
supposed to do?"

As she picked up the phone to start calling the collected 
room numbers, Jess said, "Your dance card was filled, but 
the music hasn't stopped. You don't intend to disappoint 
all these gentlemen, now do you?" She continued her 
dialing, and, one by one, made the invitations. Managing to 
contact around four of the chosen few, another three 
remained unanswered, so she kept the list by the phone for 
future reference.

We only had time for half a drink before the first knock on 
the door, and Jessica went to answer. She peeped through 
the viewer before opening the door, and recognized one of 
the men she had contacted earlier. Seven naked people 
watched as Jess slowly opened the door, revealing her nude 
body in invitation to come in. Her invite was met with a 
broad smile as our first victim was immediately offered a 
drink. Before she could close the door, two more men were 
standing in the hallway gaping at the scene inside. "Well 
don't just stand there fellas. There's plenty more of this 
inside." Jess finally got the door closed after the men 
entered, and we proceeded with introductions as the men 
fumbled with their drinks, slack-jawed at the sight before 
them.

As with most swingers groups, the people at an orgy are, by 
nature, very friendly, and this helped enormously to ease 
the feelings of our new guests. The first thing we all 
wanted was to get these guys undressed, and into the mood, 
a task at which the women were masters. In no time, the 
female contingent were peeling the clothes from the new 
party members, and letting it known that they were there to 
please. One black man and two white were gracefully brought 
up to date on the purpose of this evening, that being to 
satisfy the nymph named Jodi with some good banging. 

The men happily said they would oblige, and asked about the 
other women to which Jessica answered, "Oh, we're here to 
help get you guys in the mood, but it's my sister that your 
here to fuck." The guys literally snapped their heads at 
the word "sister", and their cocks seemed to spring to 
attention. I could only guess that it was heaven enough to 
be invited to fuck a couple of blondes, but knowing that 
these were sisters almost made them muster up a 
simultaneous premature ejaculation as if being 
choreographed. "Yes, here to help..." Jess continued, 
"...but I'll guarantee that if a little bit of cum should 
spill in my little box too, I wouldn't mind a bit." 

"You wouldn't dare, Sis!" Jodi shouted jokingly.

"Just you watch me!" was Jess's retort as she spun around, 
dropped to her knees and started to suck the cock nearest 
to her. 

"Well! We'll just see about that!" Jodi grabbed the other 
white man's penis, which was already semi erect, and tried 
to out suck her sister. 


It was almost humorous that the original group almost 
exclaimed in unison, "Are you waiting for a second 
invitation?" to the remaining black man, who needed no 
further prodding. He took his position behind Jessica, and 
began working his better than white size into her pussy as 
she continued to suck the man in front. This lasted for all 
of about three or four minutes of pumping before Jodi 
looked at her sister being sandwiched, and without losing a 
head stroke managed, "Mmmmm.....mmm...uhm...mmm," as she 
pointed to her own rear with one hand. The black man took 
the hint, and, seeing as it was Jodi's party, extracted 
himself from my wife's pussy, an moved over behind her 
sister. Being already lubed, he easily slid his ebony tool 
into Jodi, who's eyes widened and let a satisfied moan 
emanate from her throat. 

As good as Jodi was at giving head, the black man came 
first, flooding her vagina with what must have been a 
couple day's of seed, for she took all she could and 
dripped the rest onto the floor. The man pulled out, and 
was soon replace by the man that Jessica was sucking. Jess 
guided him home, and his entry forced even more of the 
cream filling inside Jodi to flow out around his penis. 
Having finished her job, Jess backed up to sit in the lap 
of our ranch host and enjoy the scene with drink in hand. 
She cuddled in the massive black body, gently massaging his 
balls and cock with one hand and drinking with the other. 

Sheree returned to my side, and curled up next to me, 
giving my genitals the same gentle treatment that my wife 
was giving another man's. She seemed to sense my need for 
someone's touch, and she didn't disappoint me. We sat 
watching Jodi getting sandwiched, getting further into the 
party mood. Yelps of climax soon came from Jess's sister as 
she was filled once more from behind, and got a mouthful to 
compliment the main course. Her own orgasm was apparent to 
all, and I wasn't the only one who was in awe at the 
insatiable craving of this slut/nymph I called my sister-
in-law.

"Ok, people, are we ready for round three?" Jessica 
announced. "The next challenge is for Jodi alone. I have 
here the room number of a gentleman who is waiting 
patiently to be escorted to this private party, and who I 
have told his reward would be to fuck my pretty little 
sister. Fortunately, Jodi, he's just what we like to see, 
nice and black, and is waiting for you to escort him from 
his room six floors below ours. We want you to fetch him 
now. Here's his room number," and she handed her sister the 
number.

"Ok, Sis. No problem." Jodi went to the bedroom and 
returned fumbling trying to get into her dress as she was 
slipping on her shoes.


"Oh, no....no....no! I don't think you understand. No one 
said anything about dressing. Well, ok. Since it is your 
weekend, you can wear your heels." 

"Shit! You don't mean it, do you?"

"Be back here in no more than ten minutes, and knock two 
times so we know it's you. You won't have a room key." 

It was one of the only times I have ever seen Jodi blush, 
and blush she did. All over. However, she was not one to 
reject a challenge, so she struck a pose with hands on her 
hips, cum flowing down her leg from her gaping pussy, and 
chains attached to nipples and cunt rings. A most beautiful 
sight as she took a very deep breath and entered the 
hallway naked, and carefully closed the door behind her.

We all sat waiting in anticipation of her return, and went 
back to group fondling and sexual stroking as the minutes 
past. Jessica had been smirking and giggling all the time 
since her sister had left the room, and was finally asked 
what the fuck was so funny. Jess got a big shit-eating grin 
on her face, "Wait 'til she realized that I gave her the 
wrong room number." Everybody howled, including me, but 
deep inside I knew this stemmed from a nasty streak inside 
Jess, and, for a fleeting moment, pitied Jodi in her 
guaranteed embarrassment, which was happening as we 
laughed. Minutes later, two loud knocks. Jess opened the 
door, and was backed up across the room, her sister in her 
face.

"You little shit! You bastard sister! There were kids in 
the room that answered that door!" She went on in a tirade 
of profanities that would have turned a street whore 
crimson. After she calmed down, her tears of fear mixed 
with smiles that she couldn't control, with even a few 
chuckles thrown in. It was good for Jessica who was 
beginning to seriously doubt her wisdom of the joke, but 
learned the all important lessen that adult fun was 
something to be very, very careful about administering. 

The man she had in tow had been released from her grip at 
the door, and was already well on his way to joining the 
fun at the hands of two remaining ladies. We all sat and 
drank for a few minutes as the full story of Jodi's nude 
adventure (almost turned sour) was related in upbeat 
fashion. The man told us that fortune had it that his was 
the room immediately across the hall, and, hearing the 
commotion, he ran to the hallway to grab Jodi, and 
apologize to the couple in the other room, explaining that 
she had gotten much too drunk and imagined herself in their 
big house going from room to room, etc. "I'm sorry. It 
won't happen again. Goodnight." 

Yeah, right, we all thought as we knew the story was 
probably taken for fact, since the nude white, chained Jodi 
was being rescued by this black man claiming to be her 
husband. The other couple probably thought the whole thing 
was true!

Soon the excitement of the moment turned back to sexual 
passion, and the ladies were willingly giving their bodies 
to the mass of male flesh that outnumbered them. Jodi was, 
of course, the first to welcome her new guest, and 
straddled the naked man facing him. His darting eyes and 
nervousness was soon brought under control by her playful 
antics on his cock. She positioned his tool laying back on 
his stomach, and proceeded to ride up the shaft without 
allowing it to slip inside while she maneuvered her tits 
into his mouth. It took no time at all for the raging hard 
on to become well lubricated with pussy juice, and soon 
slipped silently into her love channel, resting its head 
against her cervix and his balls against her ass. Jodi 
continued her ride while the man sucked her tits 
alternately left and right, being careful not to damage the 
tender nipples by pulling too hard on the rings that were 
inserted through them.

Working up from a nice slow insertion to a nice slow fuck, 
Jodi was now riding hard, rising and falling on the big 
piece of black meat and slapping down on the man's balls. 
Her eyes were closed and her head flung back allowing her 
blond hair to fall straight to her waist, and her heavy 
action was causing an occasional wince from the man below, 
but apparently not enough to prompt any thoughts of 
stopping or slowing down. Sheree had taken a cue from the 
position, and had chosen to mimic Jodi's position on top of 
me. 

I was rapidly getting lost in two beautiful tits and 
nipples being fed to my lips as the warm sensation of a 
dripping pussy enveloped my stiff member, which was now so 
deeply inserted into Sheree. From my vantage point, I could 
see that the remaining women were teaming up on the men by 
making this the position of choice. Off to one side was the 
black beauty riding a white tool, and off to the other was 
Jessica slamming down on a big black one for all she was 
worth, tits bouncing freely in the air.

I managed to hold off the longest, being able to witness 
Jodi coming to rest on the down stroke as the man below 
flooded her with a stream of pent up cum, and shaking 
violently in orgasm. Our black hostess got her fill as the 
white balls let loose, and Jessica shook in climax at just 
about the same time as she plunged down hard on the cock 
inside her, and felt the hot stream of seed squirt against 
the far walls of her cunt. 

It's funny how I thought of Jess's anatomy in terms of 
"cunt", but the term had started creeping into my thought 
vocabulary more and more as I witnessed her being fucked 
and filled with black semen. Of course, I did not speak 
from a pure and holy position myself, as Sheree was rapidly 
bringing me to a peak, but I managed to last through the 
changing of the guard as the other girls all switched 
partners, and were getting banged in new positions by 
anxiously awaiting living dildos that were made more than 
ready by the show in front of them. As black men fucked the 
white sisters, and white meat stretched the only black 
lips, my balls tightened forcing my buildup of milky fluid 
into Sheree's farthest depths. 

My climax was triggered by her increased efforts as she 
drove herself over the edge by enjoying the friction 
produced on her clit that she so masterfully controlled. 
She shuddered, I shuddered, and for as long as I could make 
it last, we were lost in our own world of bliss before the 
dream was again shattered by the lust groans of my wife and 
sister being fucked by the colored meat that they had 
invited into their bodies.

Sheree and I both cooled down and went for another drink. 
We stood at the mini bar, musing at the orgy scene before 
us, transfixed by the blatant disregard for interracial 
sexing. "Does it all bother you?" she whispered.

Burying my words in her hair covered ear, "Yes, it does, 
but it's done and it's being done, and I can't control it."

"But, you know as well as I do that this whole scene is not 
based on controlling someone or any thing."

"Yeah, you're right. Poor choice of words. What I meant to 
say is that it's not so much what's I'm seeing, it's how 
the whole thing is shoved in my face. Lust may be a four 
letter word, but love is not, and that's what's lacking. 
It's not there, and she's so much as said it out loud."

"Your beating yourself up, kiddo. Think about it. This 
could be the most exciting thing in the world, or it could 
be your worst nightmare. You choose, which is it going to 
be? One or the other, but don't blame anyone but yourself 
if you feel trapped." Her words rang all too true. The 
thrill of it all could only be measured by my own attitudes 
and the love that I could feel. At that moment, fifty per 
cent of the deal did not seem enough to carry me in the 
long run, and I was beginning to see it.

"Oh, no, no, no! Sorry, chief, I belong to this one for the 
night," Sheree snapped at a guy coming up from behind her 
to fondle her tits. "Go find a blond to fuck! That's the 
party theme."

The guy graciously complied after refilling his drink, and 
went back to settle on the nearest piece of white flesh 
that had an available orifice. I think Sheree and I managed 
to get each other once more that night, as we watched the 
sisters get their fill of semen. They fucked into the 
night, sharing every conceivable thing that sisters could 
share, as the passions gradually cooled and all drifted off 
peacefully from the heated exchange, not a single body able 
to find the dry spot in bed.

No one was an early riser on Sunday morning.


.....to be cunt...inued...

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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Kristen's collection - Directory 14