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(M+F+, couples, swing, intr) *** "The only other time that I've seen another man's cock since we got married, was when you brought that movie projector home with the eight millimeter films that we watched. I damn sure got horny that night!" said Lisa. "Did looking at cocks before we got married, turn you on?" Bill's blonde wife looked at her husband, reflectively. "Well, I guess so." "What do you mean, you guess so?" "I mean yes! Of course it turned me on. Just what have you got planned? The last time you started this kind of conversation, you had those few fuck movies. You know I got hot watching the guy jacking off his hard cock!" "And, what if he wanted you to do the jacking?" Bill asked. The pert blonde housewife grinned impishly at her husband. "Did you bring another of those films home? If so let's watch it! I'm starting to get damp just thinking about it." "No honey, I didn't bring any film home, but we can go to that adult theatre and watch one, then come back home and make love." "I don't know if I'd rather make love, or just fuck. Actually, I think I'd rather fuck, it sounds dirtier! Do they really show everything in the Adult Movies?" "You bet your sweet ass, they show everything. It's not any different than the eight millimeter films I borrowed and brought home, except they are feature length films, with color and sound, like any other movie." "Do couples go to those movies?" "I think that there's more single men there or maybe married men on a night away from their wives, but there are couples, and once in a while a single lady comes in." "So, they only sit there and watch the movies, getting all sexed up is that it?" "Well, not always. Most of the time there are guys jacking off in the back row, also sometimes a couple will get so excited that they make it right there in the theatre." "Do you mean the men actually masturbate right there in the theatre, with their pricks out, with everything showing?" "Sure, although it's a little dark for sight seeing." "But, what if someone should see them?" "So what if they did?" "Well, I don't know, Bill, but it seems to me that they wouldn't want anyone seeing them jack off." "Not necessarily true, my love. Some of them may get off on having somebody watch them jack off, while others probably get off, on watching. Nothing like a little voyeurism to speed up the old bodily juices." "Well, it's speeding up my bodily juices, talking about watching. I wonder what it would be like, seeing some guy take his cock out and jack it off in a movie theatre?" "As much as you like my cock, you'd probably go bananas, grabbing hold of it to help." "I wonder how many strokes they'd let me take?" "How many do you want to take?" "Bill, you know me. I never get turned off, so I'd probably want to pump on the old handle all night long. Jesus, but I'm getting horny talking about all this illicit sexual action." "Well then Lisa, let's get going and watch a couple of guys jack off." "Bill," Lisa groaned, "that turns me on, thinking about seeing some guys jacking off. I'm game if you are, so give me a few minutes to get dressed." She spun, then turned back to face Bill. "Do you really think that some man would jack off with me watching?" "If you don't get ready, you'll never find out, now will you?" She rushed from the room; her curvaceous ass undulating as she almost ran down the hall to the bedroom. Stripping off her Levi's and sweater, Lisa ran her hands over her brassiered breasts then removed her white bra. Her luscious breasts spilled from the brassiere cups, standing out from her rib cage, quivering pink tipped nipples firm from thinking about screwing. After all, if she got turned on in the movie, it would be nice if Bill could touch her nipples. "Not too bad for an old lady of thirty two," Lisa thought. She had no complaints about her thick mop of tawny blonde hair, with a hint of a soft natural curl. Her sun tanned skin with the pale marks of her two piece bikini, looked as if she were wearing panties and bra even when she was nude. She placed her hands on her hips, thrusting out her breasts, looking at herself in the mirror. The thick curls of fur on her pussy were exactly the same color and softness of curl as the hair crowning her head, the line of hair ending at the bottom of her firm belly was so straight that it looked as if it were shaved by a razor. Her breasts were another matter entirely. A shade too heavy for her slim torso and very tiny waist. Lisa normally wore a thirty six bra with a problem between a C cup and a D cup. The C cup was sometimes too small and caused her boobs to bulge out the top; the D cup was sometimes too large and felt loose on her breasts. Lisa turned around, looking at her naked buttocks and back over her shoulder, practicing a sexy look, eyes half closed. She wriggled her body at her image in the mirror, looking at the deep cleft between the cheeks of her ass, watching to see how firm she was. The protruding cheeks of her ass were so firm that they hardly even quivered, even though they stuck out almost more than she would have liked. The last time Lisa had used a tape measure, she had a figure that totaled out to thirty six and a half around her chest, a very tiny twenty four even around her waist, her buttocks were thirty five inches when measured at the fullest part of her ass. Her figure had changed when she was fifteen. First a thickening of fine peach fuzz on her groin then, a thick patch of curly soft ringlets. Her nipples grew first, then her breasts started swelling, continuing to grow for more than two years. She could remember that every time her mother bought her a bra, within a month or two it was too tight. Her tits never stopped growing until she was over eighteen. She slid the hangers in her closet to find a dress to make it easier to have her pussy touched when Bill got turned on and picked a silky jersey dress with a button down front. She decided not to wear hose, letting her long slim legs be smooth and naked under her dress, quickly finding a pair of new panties in her dresser, changed into the new lacy bikini bottoms that showed the curvaceous cheeks of her ass. Slipping the dress on over her head, buttoning the top, leaving a generous cleavage of her soft tits showing. Her tiny waist cinched even tighter made her luscious figure even more sensual. At the last instant, she turned, rummaging through her drawer full of lingerie, finding at the bottom a pair of dark hose cutout at the top of the thigh to leave her pussy bare. Pulling them on, Lisa snapped off her bedroom light and sauntered downstairs. "Does this look like what the well dressed wife wears out when she goes to a fuck movie?" Lisa twirled to show off her dress, the dark orange jersey dress swirled around her slim legs. Her full busted tits strained against the warm fabric, quivering with no support from a brassiere. Bill admired her dress, patted her curved ass and grabbed her hand. "Let's get going sweetness, before I pull that dress off your gorgeous body and fuck you right here on the floor." "No Sir! You said you were going to take me to a movie" Lisa said, pulling Bill to the door, smiling at his compliment. The theatre was dark, Bill guiding Lisa to the steps that led to the upper balcony, walking higher up the long steep steps until they were at the back row. Peering, they both tried to see if anyone was in the seats at the rear. The rear row darkness was illuminated when one of the patrons lit a cigarette lighter. In the light, they could see most of the seats in the center of the row were unoccupied, of the thirty or so seats in the last row, most were empty, as they settled back and looked at the screen. The screen had two young women licking on the erect cock of a young man lying on the floor of what appeared to be a living room. Both girls slowly sucking and twirling their wet, pink tongues around the head of his prick, while one held his testicles, gently kneading and squeezing. Lisa watched with interest, her initial embarrassment being in the theatre slowly leaving her, as the triad on the screen fitted themselves into ever increasing sexual situations, the male ran his hands over the tits of one girl, pressing the soft flesh and pinching the pink nipple gently, then running his hand down to slide a finger into the wet hole of the other. The juicy cunt he was finger fucking left a slick coating of oily lubricating wetness on his finger. Lisa could feel the juices from her own pussy wetting her opening and she squirmed slightly in the seat and leaned over closer to Bill's arm, turning to face him, whispering in his ear, "I'll answer your question now, yes, seeing a hard cock turns me on, and the pussies do too! I'm starting to really get horny now. I can really feel my pussy getting very juicy. Wouldn't you like to feel?" Bill caressed her thigh, running his hand over the warm fullness of her upper leg. His fingers touching the hem of her dress, raising it and drifting his fingers over the smooth warmth curved of her leg. His hand drew her dress higher, his fingers touching the silky band at the crotch of her new panties, feeling the hot slick wetness seeping through the silky nylon. Lisa squirmed again, slightly spreading her thighs so Bill's fingers could have access to her tingling cunt. Her eyes on the screen while his finger teased at her pussy through the wetness of her panties. Her breathing became shorter as he stroked the length of the crevasse between her thighs, probing and moving around in the sweet wet junction between her legs. Lisa sensed a movement to her right and saw a man moving closer to them. He seated himself one seat over, leaving an empty seat between them. Lisa started to pull her dress down over her exposed thighs, then she realized that whatever the man could see was no different than what he could see on the screen. First she felt uncomfortable with the stranger sitting so close to her, then on second thought, she felt the sexual thrill of his voyeurism. She watched him, out of the corner of her eye. He was not directly watching them, but his head was turned closer to them, than to the screen. She was sexually very excited by the thought of that man watching her husband stroke her pussy through the thin covering of her panties, knowing she could turn him on even more by showing him much more of her long slim curved legs and thighs. Lisa squirmed, sliding down in the seat, moving her dress higher and very slowly exposing her thighs up to her new panties. She glanced over at the man on her right, finding that he'd turned his head and was staring at her legs and Bill's caressing fingers on her hot pussy, through the thin covering. Lisa squirmed around more in the seat, looking directly at the man's face, raising the hem of her dress higher, opening her legs to give him a better view. He looked harder at her legs and thighs, tempting Lisa to give him a really good show, with her hot sexual teasing. She again looked over at the man, noticing now that he had both hands in his lap, covering his groin. "Bet he has a hard cock under those hands." thought Lisa, "Watching those people on the screen probably has his cock dripping and he is holding it down." She raised her hips and reaching under the waist band of her bikinis drew them down around her ankles. Bill put a hand back on her leg, fingers slipping slowly, ever so slowly, up her soft inner thighs, finally reaching the soft ringlets of hair around her bare cunt, his fingers feeling the seeping moisture gathered at the pulpy slit between her legs. Bill's fingers sought the wet opening when she opened her thighs slightly wider and raised her ass to let his fingers probe her slit. Lisa pulled her skirt from beneath her ass, pulling it up until her long slim legs and slim curved tummy were clearly visible in the dim light. Her soft and curly thatched pussy hair clearly visible in the reflected light from the screen. She sent an oblique glance to the man on her right to see if he had noticed her open thighs. Lisa watched, holding her breath, as his zipper drew slowly down. His hand slithering into the opening as he opened his fly. Lisa watched as he felt down inside, fishing for his cock, then slowly, slowly easing it past the metal teeth of his zipper. She felt moisture gush from the folded pink lips of her pussy as he took his cock out. Sneaking it up, holding one hand over the head, covering the rest of his cock with the other; he was softly and surreptitiously stroking it beneath his hands until she turned and stared directly at his hands. Slowly his hand uncovered his cock, exposing his organ to her blonde beauty and lusting eyes. Stroking his huge meaty prick slowly, he stared at the wet junction between her open legs. Not hard, but impressive anyway, his thick floppy dick filled his stroking hand, the upper length wobbling over his moving fist as he stroked. The thickness, even in the dim reflected light from the screen, was most impressive to the sexually excited housewife. Lisa's already wet pussy emitted even more honey, as she looked with unabashed glee at the semi erect organ that she'd enticed into the open. She turned her head to the right, her ice blue eyes staring at the thick prick the man was stroking. She felt the lusty urge to closely watch his intoxicating prick. Lisa knew he was aware of her watching him jack off his cock. He raised his body, lowering his arm to allow an unobstructed view of his masturbation. "Bill, the guy on my right has his thing out," she said. "What's a thing?" "He has his hard prick out, that's what thing!" "Good. You said you wanted to see a hard cock being jerked off, now's your chance to get a really close look." Bill moved his head back, his finger pressing harder on her swollen rubbery and slippery clit. Lisa turned her head back to watch the prick being stroked a few feet away from her eyes, while the pressure of Bill's finger brought her to a long shuddering climax. Her damp wetness drooled over Bill's fingers as her breathing caught in the sheer sensuality of his fingers in her pussy and the big hot prick being masturbated before her eyes at the same time. Lisa became more aware his eyes were fastened to the fingers at the junction of her slim legs as he continued to raise and lower his hand on his long prick. If anything, Lisa got more turned on and spreading her legs more, her fingers slipped down to raise her skirt still higher. Slowly, her fingers pressed the cloth of her skirt against her smooth thighs, slowly pulling the soft dress higher on her legs, while watching the man's face. He leaned forward in his seat, more closely to watch the skirt being hiked higher on her slim legs, while Lisa wriggled with pleasure as she continued to raise the hem to allow him an unobstructed view of her pussy. She paused with the hemline of her skirt just below her wet warm pussy, then squirmed on the seat and raised the hem past the curly ringlets of her pussy, while staring at his face. Lisa continued to pull her dress higher, until her belly was totally exposed, her whole lower torso, naked to his staring eyes. Enjoying the feeling of sensuality she toyed with the buttons on the front of her dress, slowly unfastening them one by one. When the last of the buttons were undone, Lisa shrugged her shoulders. Her dress split down the front, Lisa slowly lifting her fingers to the opening, pulling the soft jersey open past the nipples of her naked breasts. Taking a deep breath, Lisa shrugged her shoulders, spilling her soft full breasts out of the opening, where they stood proudly, jiggling in the reflected light of the screen. "I think you just came with a finger in your pussy while you watched him jerk off. Did you like having a finger in your wet cunt while you watched a hard cock get jerked off?" "Oh yes.... I'm hotter than a firecracker, just watching him and having you feel me. I like watching him jack off." Bill's nose tickled her ear as he whispered, "Don't just talk about it, do it if you want to. I'll get my cock out so you can jerk off my prick at the same time. That way you can feel two cocks at the same time." "Jesus, Bill. I was just kidding. I couldn't jack him off. I don't even know him. What if someone should see me?" Lisa whispered into her husband's ear. "So what if they do see you," he whispered back at her. "What're they going to say with all of that going on up front on the screen? Besides, if you don't take hold of his prick, I'll quit finger fucking your cunt. I'd really like to see you jerk him off." "Would you really like to watch me jack off his prick?" "You damn right I would. I'm going to pull my prick out so you can have a hard cock in each hand." His fingers left her pussy to slide the zipper of his pants, and quickly his throbbing, erect penis was standing from his lap like a spear. Her fingers curled around Bill's prick, feeling the good strong hardness and began to stroke him. She slowly lowered her right arm and hand to the empty seat between them, palm up, fingers curling as though holding his prick as her wrist made imperceptible jacking motions on the empty seat, as if she had his cock in her empty hand and was fingering it. The burly stranger looked at her hand, then her face to see her level eyes open with invitation as she opened her naked thighs wider for his inspection. With slow movements, he slipped into the empty next to Lisa as she removed her arm from the seat and rested it on the armrest between them. Her hand was hanging over the arm rest, above and to the left of his throbbing prick. She watched his hand slowly leave his cock, his upright hard prick wavering just inches from her curled fingers. Lisa moved her wrist, her fingers drooping, closer and closer. She could feel the heat radiating from the mass of male muscle. Just an inch away and she was hesitating. Could she really stroke his prick, letting her fingers play with it? "Grab his cock baby and wring it out. You know you want to feel it," his whisper touched her ear. "Really Bill?" She whispered to her husband. "I want to watch your fingers stroking his cock while you play with mine," Bill answered. "I'll finger fuck your pussy on this side, so maybe, he'll do the same. How would you like to get finger fucked by two men at the same time tonight, right here in the theatre?" Lisa's wet cunt spasmed at his whisper, another hot wet orgasm following closely, as her drooping fingers touched the hard smooth slippery knob of her seatmate. His breath sucked in as her fingertips dabbed at the slitted opening, the hole in the knobbed end of his throbbing prick dribbling honey to moisten her fingertips. Her exploring fingers slightly slippery now, traced the knob, lightly moving the heavy foreskin back down his cock. Her red tipped fingers slightly squeezing the bulbous head of his now slippery prick. She was amazed at the size of him. She thought Bill was big, but this burly individual's prick throbbing in her hand was huge. "You wouldn't believe how much cock I've got in my hand." she said into Bill's ear, "I can't close my fingers around it. Bill leaned forward in the seat and turned slightly, to see her slim fingers moving on the thick maleness. Lisa's fingers were curled around the beefy stalk, but couldn't meet around the huge thickness protruding from his wide open, unzippered fly. The head of his cock was like a small apple, deeply cleft at the bottom of his cockhead and flaring sharply like a big giant mushroom, swollen with his lusty needs, dribbling his honey over her questing finger tips as she caressed his knob. Just watching his slim wife's hand running all over and touching another man's prick was turning Bill on like never before. He could feel his own prick emitting moisture from the tiny hole as Lisa smeared her thumb over his slippery juice. Bill intently watched as Lisa began to fondle the big meaty mass of her stranger's heavy prick. Lisa tightened her grip, feeling the round heavy roll of his foreskin slide down his cock, then rolled it back up over his knob. Her movement gathered the skin in heavy folds, completely covering the head, also milking drops of juice which ran down over her fingers. The stickiness of his juices turned Lisa on even more, stretching out her legs, opening her thighs wider, hoping to invite the male stranger to stroke her cunt as she caressed his huge hard leaking male organ. Her seatmate raised his arm resting it on the armrest, unsure of her reactions, he made tentative motions with his fingers as if he were stroking her. Lisa moved her thigh closer to his resting hand. "Touch me, please," she whispered to him. Slowly her seatmate moved his hand, letting it rest on her thigh, his fingers just touching the curved fullness of her upper leg. His tentative touch on her thigh was gentle as he left his hand stationary on her thigh to see Bill's reaction to his touching. Her husband moved his hand to touch the stranger's big fingers, pulling his hand higher on his wife's leg until the stranger's fingers brushed Lisa's exposed and throbbing pussy's curly hair. Both sets of male fingers touched, then began to caress her hairy wet cunt. The first touch of both sets of male fingers sent the blonde wife into another long orgasm, followed by another that set her full breasts shuddering in the dim light reflected from the screen. Her nipples, even the inverted left nipple, were standing up like strawberries. "Stroke my tits while you feel my pussy," the aroused wife whispered into the beefy stranger's ear, getting even more aroused at the sound of her own voice talking dirty. The stranger's other hand began to squeeze the soft globe of her tit, rubbing her erect nipple slowly in tantalizing circles while both male fingers explored the region of her wildly hot squelching pussy. Lisa lay back, relaxed in the seat, pumping both pricks and feeling the juice at the tips coating her fingers. She wondered briefly, if this was the ultimate turn on, stroking two pricks and getting finger fucked by two men at the same time. She felt the desire to taste the seeping juices, to compare male to male and see if the leaking lubricating juices from one cock tasted any different than another. She moved her fingers to each bulging prick tip, to transfer a drop of leaking cock honey from each cock to her finger tips, then she released both cocks. The sensual blonde wife touched first one finger, then the other to her lips, rubbing the slippery male honey on her full lower lip where her pink tongue darted out and licked the juice. She smacked her lips quietly at her husband's familiar salty wetness from one finger, savoring the burly stranger's cock honey from the other. The clear cock honey oozing from the meaty prick on her right was thicker, and if anything, just a little sweeter than her husband's sticky, salty cock juice. Just one more taste of each prick, then she moved her hands again, dropping them to both groins and she began to pump harder, while watching the screen where a red haired lady was getting her pussy sucked. Her sleek thighs wide open, as the pink tongue was thrust into the furry opening between her legs. Lisa spasmed again, her orgasm wracking her body, her active wet cunt making squelching noises, as the fingers caressed her clitoris spreading the soft lips of her pussy. Both men were working as a team now. One with finger busy slipping in and out of her cunt, while the other petted the clit standing from the soft lips of her pussy. Lisa was coming continuously with both pairs of male fingers fucking her cunt. Suddenly, she dropped her eyes from the screen. The seat in front of her was occupied, but not in the usual manner. In fact, the owner of the seat was not facing the screen at all. He had turned and was staring directly between her wide open thighs, as her feet rested high on the seat, exposing all of her legs, her soft wet cunt, and, her curvaceous ass as well. He was staring deeply into her opened thighs, watching as the two busy hands and twirling fingers were fucking her squelching wet cunt. Her instinctive female reaction took over. Her open thighs snapped tightly together, protecting her pussy from the man's view, pulled at her skirt and drew it down over her pussy and legs. Bill insistently pulled her dress back up over her belly, exposing her wet cunt, putting pressure on the inside of her thigh to make her open her legs wider again. She realized that Bill had probably noticed the newcomer before she had, knowing he was watching her cunt. At first, she was tempted to fight Bill's pressure on her thigh to open her legs, but than on second thought, she relaxed and spread her legs, moving higher on the seat to bring her hot steamy cunt closer to his staring face. She realized then, that the newcomer was black. Looking into her pussy, his face almost between her open knees. She could imagine how deeply his eyes were boring into her wet cunt as she slowly raised her ass even higher to give him an open visual channel to her pulsating cunt. The thought of a black man with his eyes on her hot wet pussy, open and inviting, brought her to another shuddering release, the juice cascading from the wet lips of her cunt to pool between her thighs and soak slowly onto the seat under her naked writhing ass, dripping down the seat bottom in a long glistening trail. She could see the black's shoulder moving in rhythm and she realized he was jacking off. He was staring into her pussy and jacking off. Another orgasm twisted her body, her belly rippling from the force, her pussy making the sound of one wet kiss then another, as she soon started her almost continuous series of orgasms. The image of his black cock being pumped in his black fist was almost more than she could take. The luscious blonde housewife's belly contracted in orgasm's one after the other as she felt the lust being radiated by the three men, one on each side with their fingers in her cunt, one in front staring into her wet and open crotch, while she pumped on their cocks with each hand. Lisa's mind spun, her heated blood roaring in her ears as she realized how much she was enjoying this sexual encounter. Her fingers busy fondling the throbbing slippery cocks while she exposed her open lipped cunt to finger fucking, enjoying with sexual abandon, the voyeur watching. She discovered, in a flash of insight, that she loved being looked at while she was indulging in sexual play. She liked having her bare and naked pussy looked at by anybody, and the closer they were, the better! Bill's cock thudded in her hand, swelling and jumping as he slid forward in the seat. Her hand pumped faster, squeezing more, jacking the juice from his balls, until with a soft groan, his prick began to spurt. The first juicy spasm sent sperm flying high over the back of the seat in front of him, next to the black. The second spurt jumping even higher and Lisa could see it against the lighted screen. She began to count under her breath. "Three," as she felt and watched the silver sperm leap free of his prick, "Four, five, six," the spasms pumped the juice out. "Seven..." After a few seconds delay, sperm again shot from his balls. Twice more, "Eight and nine," she counted, then was amazed as once more his prick swelled and the last juice squirted free. This time the juice thinner, the last squirt shot almost as high as the first two, then settled to a slow dribble of cum oozing down his cock and over her fingers. Her cunt again spasmed, overlaying the almost constant orgasms she was having, when she felt the swelling and the increased rigidity of the prick in her right hand, Lisa realizing that her seatmate was about to cum. Lisa slithered her hand down to the base of his huge male organ, squeezing him hard in her hot fist, then slowly relaxing her pressure, began to pump his cock with long strokes from the base to the tip, trying to milk him with increasing pressure as her fingers felt the ridge of his dickhead against the circle of her closed clenched fist. Her movements became a blur as she stared at his bulging prick, wanting to see the juice squirt. She could feel his body writhe as he lunged upwards, driving his cock harder into her hand, when he groaned. His cock jumping in her pounding fist, spurted. Not squirt after squirt, as her husbands cock had done, but one continuous stream of cum blasting onto the seat in front, an out pouring of liquid shooting from the bulbous head of his dick. She wondered where he stored so much juice as his cock gushed like a garden hose, arching high, splashing against the seat and clinging like jelly globules to the hard slick seat back. She could feel the pouring of the hot liquid inside the channel of his prick, swelling the root as his juice hosed out of the hole, when she sensed the slowing of the hot juicy stream coming from his huge prick. She began a long rolling orgasm, her ass undulating, her thighs wide open to the black's gaze, as she milked the sperm from both pricks, feeling it oiling her fingers as she watched the slippery hot juice bubbling and slowly dripping from the slitted heads of their softening cocks. The black rose, kneeling, his cock level with the top of the seat, his big black hairy balls hanging from his prick, bulged out over the seat back, Lisa realizing that he must have pulled his pants down allowing his black cock more freedom as he watched her being finger fucked. The thick black veins were standing out on the knobby stem as he slowly stroked his black thick prick, aiming it at the apex of her hairy wet pussy as he slowly pumped. She felt an overwhelming urge to gather the pinkish black head of his prick in her mouth, she leaned forward to touch his thick black prick with her tongue. Her white fingers slowly grasped at his testicles as he continued to pump his cock. Unable to help herself, as if mesmerized, her hands reached for the masturbating cock. The sensuous blonde's fingers tracing the thickened skin of his balls with her fingertips, scratching at the rough surface of his hard and hairy testicles, feeling his hand over hers, holding her to his jerking prick while he still stared at her hot, wet and open pussy. She slid her fingers higher along the black shaft, displacing his hand from his organ, leaning forward, running her hot pink tongue questing over the leaking end of his knob. His musky honey was oily on her lips as she slithered and swirled her flickering wet tongue over the swelled and spongy head. Her lips slightly opened and her head plunged forward, her full lips gathering his big hard black prick in the emptiness of her sucking mouth. Her hands, free to roam, went around his body to cup his muscular buttocks, pulling him deeper into her mouth until her nose was pressed against the wiry hair of his belly and his cock head slid down into the slickness of her throat. As she withdrew her lips, sucking the hard root, twirling her tongue, she felt him began to lunge his cock back into her mouth, fucking her face as he came closer to shooting his hot wet juices. Lisa's fingers touched his balls, feeling as hard rocks, tightly pulled up against his belly, knowing that his big cock was just seconds from shooting his cum. One last hard suck on the swollen knob was all it took to bring him off. Lisa released his prick from her mouth and slumped back down into her seat, her legs splayed wide, wet hairy pussy presented to him, breasts bare and quivering for his cum. The first spurt splashed onto her bare belly and stuck. The second, perhaps better aimed, struck her wetly furred opening full into the pink distended lips of her pussy. Her hand darted to grasp his spraying prick, clasping it in her fingers, opening her mouth, aiming it to her face. His salty musky sperm shot between her open lips to cling to her pink tongue like pudding as her hand milked, wishing for another taste. She rolled her tongue, savoring the hot spermy liquid as he shot his cum again. This spurt missed her face but fell to her quivering breasts, clinging, dribbling down the smooth softness of her chest. Her fingers gathered some of the juice from her tits and wiped the sticky liquid onto the soft hair of her pussy, feeling the slickness seep into her juicy wet pink opening, satisfying momentarily the sexual lusty feelings flooding her feverish brain. As Lisa was slathering the sticky slick juice into her pussy, she noticed that the credits were advancing on the screen, realizing that the first movie was over, the lights would be on very quickly. The theatre lights slowly began to brighten, while Lisa busily smoothed her skirt down over her legs, buttoned the front of her dress, covering her sperm covered slick tits beneath the material of her top, feeling the wetness of the clinging sperm on her tits sticking to the material at the top of her dark orange jersey dress, holding the cloth to her breasts. Without any words, Lisa and Bill began to move from their seats to the exit. Lisa noticed several men in the rear rows, and two couples at the side, all with hard pricks being stroked and a couple at one side of the theatre balcony were engaging in a mutual masturbation exhibition for the three men seated at each side, watching. Lisa could feel the black's sperm, glue-like, inch down one curved thigh, until it freed itself from her body leaving a silver spot on the carpet like saliva spat from someone's lips. Her pussy was still slithery, both from her own juices and the sperm that shot over the seat row and was rubbed into the soft hairy opening. "Do you know that it's been exactly one month since we had our adventure at the Alameda!" said Lisa as they sat in the living room watching a XXX video. "You liked jerking those guys off" said Bill as he idly rubbed the silky skin of her thigh just above the smooth curve of her knee, then moving higher on her sleek thigh moving towards her moistness. "God, yes." Lisa writhed as his fingers touched her panty covered pubis, jacking them off, sucking them, maybe even fucking a few!" "You dig getting your cunt finger fucked while you jack off a big, hard prick." His finger pushed through the silken fabric of her moist panties at her erect clit pushing from the lips of her cunt against the silky fabric of her panties. Lisa began to squirm with delight at the soft fingering of her hot pussy. "I think we were both really turned on that night, yes, I'd like to either do that or some other adventure with you again," Lisa purred, "I liked it when I had two fingers in my pussy and a prick spurting cum in each hand, not to mention the black guy in front that jacked off his come all over my tits. Now that was really a turn on for me. What I'd also like to do is watch you either finger fuck another lady, or eat her, of fuck her, or something like that. You know what I mean, have dirty sex with another woman while I could watch, just like you watched me jack off those cocks." "Well honey, I'd like that too. If we could figure out how to get another lady for me, or a guy for you, maybe we could both watch each other fucking and sucking," Bill's soft voice submitted his thoughts to his blonde wife. "I don't know whether I'd rather have you watch me, or me watch you. Or, maybe watch each other!" "Could be, either would turn us both on even more." After a few minutes of silence, Lisa spoke again, "You know that I do like these screw movies and I like to watch them with you and then make love, but...our adventure at the Alameda was more exciting than these movies." Bill probed harder at her clit, his finger worming under the elastic band of her panties, sinking into her wet cunt. "Yes, I know. You'd like to see our adventure on video, wouldn't you Lisa?" "I would." she stammered as his plunging finger sent pleasure rippling down her belly. She began to grope his cock as his finger worked on her clit. "But right now, let's get to bed. I want that hard cock in me, right now!" Later, as they drifted into sleep, Lisa felt another orgasm twitch her body as she again thought of jacking off two cocks, feeling and tasting the squirting black's cum on her lips, tits and pussy. The next day, Bill announced, "I've got a portable VHS unit and a low light level video camera. You're going to be a star baby." The remainder of the evening after dinner was filled with trying out the camera. Bill shot about twenty minutes of Lisa undressing slowly, lying on the bed and masturbating for the camera lens, her soft red tipped fingernails toying with her pussy while Bill adjusted and fiddled with the setting on the camera. Lisa demanded equal time too, playing at being both a director and a camera man, with Bill holding a copy of Playboy magazine and jacking off to the nude center fold bunny. Lisa zoomed in as he spurted his sperm onto the fold out page, capturing on tape the squirting silver juice from his cock. Played back in slow motion later, the silver jets arched out to softly splash and cling to the slick magazine pages as her husband milked every drop of sperm onto the smiling Bunny. In bed later, the camera in the closet, lens fixed on the bed, the overheated couple fucked for the camera, capturing the action for later watching. *** The next week flew by, as they tried camera angles and lighting in the bedroom. Another week and they felt that they had solved the problems, they were all set. Much planning went into the selection of the guests, with three couples invited, for a total of eight for dinner Saturday night. Polly and Harry from her office. Polly was a free talking, very pretty lady with long black hair and big tits which Bill admitted to Lisa, really turned him on. Harry was the office manager over Lisa and although nothing had gone on between then, Lisa felt his bold eyes on her bosom and ass. Another couple, who lived together, but were not married, were invited when Lisa noticed the bulge in his swimsuit while she and Bill were over for a San Jose swim party. His name was Bill also, but his nickname was Bull, which tickled Lisa's fancy. His girl friend, Susan, was a petite blonde with a wide mouth and a great ass that she liked to swing when she thought some male was looking. Couldn't wait to get back in," and Lisa laughed. Bill invited George and told him to bring a friend. George, a black pro football player who had injured his knee five years ago, was selling insurance now. They did not know who George would bring to the dinner. While the guests arrived, Bill served cocktails, Lisa admired George's date's dress, giving each of the men in turn a glimpse of her pretty pink nipples as she served the napkins for the cocktails. Betty was George's date, light black, ass rippling when she walked. A beautiful lady from England with a charming accent. After dinner, the group sat around the living room with coffee and brandy, Lisa across from George, tantalizing him with flashes of her long slim legs, the slitted dress parting. George's glances delved into the darkness of her thighs. Harry at her right, being treated to glimpses of her full breasts. Each time Harry spoke to her Lisa leaned slightly toward him, her breasts nudging the wrapped opening on her blouse, parting the soft material, exposing her nipples. Between showing George her thighs and Harry her breasts, Lisa was getting aroused. She could visualize the size of Harry's prick by the swelling bulge in Harry's lap as she watched him dart glances into the dark cleavage of her full breasts. She enjoyed feeling the power to turn Harry on, feeling the moisture beginning to gather on the lips of her naked pussy. The sensuous blonde housewife decided that she really liked being looked at and admired sexually, and besides looking at male buns, really liked looking at the swelling male lap, wondering about the size and shape of the masculine organ in hiding! The after dinner party slowly broke into couples, Bill and Susan, Lisa and George, with Bull talking to Polly. Heading for the bar to get another brandy, Lisa took George's hand and pulled him to the bar. "Would you help a girl George. I need someone to open a new bottle of brandy." "I don't know too much about unscrewing, but I'd be glad to help." "I never heard of anyone getting unscrewed." "I know about football, I know about insurance, and I do know you're not wearing any panties. I know that you've been showing me your pretty pussy all night." said George touching her, his big black hand lightly caressing her flared hip through the gold fabric. "Not only am I not wearing any panties, but I'm not wearing any brassiere either - just for you, George." Lisa leaned forward, hunching her shoulders slightly, allowing George free vision of her succulent pink- nippled breasts. "Like to see more of these?" Lisa purred, moving her shoulders so her full succulent breasts quivered and shook with ripples. "I'm interested, what do we do about it?" The husky black growled. "Bill," she called out, "George and I are going to talk about that insurance policy on the house. Do you want to come along and talk about it now?" Bill, deep in conversation with Susan waved her a negative gesture. "You two look, I'm busy here," his eyes devouring Susan. Lisa led George down the hallway to the master bedroom, where the camera was hidden in the closet. George's hands slid up under her skirt, Lisa pulling away from his hands. "Not so fast, sit on the bed while I close the door," Lisa slipped the lock. "I've been showing you what I've got, now it's time to let me see what you've got". She sat on the edge of the bed, her heel sliding to touch the floor switch that turned on the video camera. Lisa reached her fingers to his zipper and drew it down, the teeth making a soft buzzing sound as she pulled it down. Her hand sought the opening, delving into the warmth, searching for the male bar at the opening of his jockey shorts. Success! Her fingers touched the soft bar and drew it from its hiding place. Drooping like a ripe banana, his thick male organ emerged. Soft, it hung down from his open fly, as she pulled harder unwinding his cock from its stowed hiding place, drawing it out to its full length. It hung, semi soft, semi hard, black shafted with a pinkish black, mushroom shaped knobby head half hidden with foreskin. "That feel good?" She asked as she stroked his heavy foreskin lightly back and forth over the bulbous knob of his black cock. She knelt between his outstretched knees and leaned forward into his crotch. "Better and better," was his husky low voiced answer. His cock began to thicken as her hands fondled lovingly, touching the silken skin lightly with her fingertips, tracing the heavy black veins that stood from the circumference of his mighty rod. She began milking his black prick from root to tip, squeezing on the pulling stroke, lightly pushing the skin back toward his balls on the return caress, until she was rewarded be a clear drop of honey oozing from the deep set hole in the head of his pecker, which welled out, a crystal jewel of liquid sparkling against the pink blackness of his knob. "I really like it when a prick starts leaking!" Lisa murmured lasciviously, "I get turned on something fierce when I get to swallow even just a little bit of cum!" She traced the heavy swollen veins standing out from the basalt blackness of the stem of his cock with one hand while the other opened the tie at the side of her blouse, pulling it open to bare her breasts to him. His black hand covered one, squeezing and touching the soft flesh, finger rubbing the erect nipple, coaxing it further. Her quick hand now pumped his prick with increasing pressure squeezing and pulling. Juice welling from the deep hole in the tip, began to pearl and then to run down over the knobby head. Bending slightly forward, her pink tongue dipped into the juice of his honey, licking it from the smooth skin. Her palate, rewarded, savored the sticky liquid that spread to coat her tongue and the inner surface of her mouth. Pumping more, the juices began to run from his cockhead, while she caught another droplet then touched the opening of his black prick to the pink nipple of her breast. The nipple sparkled as she coated it with the precum welling from his cock. She ran her tight fingers to the base of his cock milking it toward the tip, squeezing the clear precum out to hang on his head in a thick pearl. She bent, squeezing more until the quivering droplet hung, then oozed from the dark knob. She caught the droplet on her finger, transferring it to her mouth, savoring the texture and flavor. "George, I've always had this fantasy of sucking off a big black prick and swallowing the juicy cum." Lisa bent forward, touched her pointed pink tongue to the honey welling from the slitted hole in his black prick, laving the head with her flickering tongue. She rolled his heavy foreskin out from his groin, gathering it around the head of his prick in her mouth, forcing her flickering tongue between the heavy folds of soft skin and the swollen head. She delighted in the different taste, the musky savor of skin between his black soft foreskin and the salty taste of the precum welling from the head of his cock. "That's it honey. Suck me. Suck up my big black cock. Take it all and suck the cum right out of my balls." His hoarse voice implored her to more suction, his black hands and fingers busy milking and squeezing her white breasts. "Uummm," her muffled answer came from deep in her throat, around the prick in her well stuffed mouth. Lisa pulled back. "I like the taste of your cock, George. Cum in my mouth! I want to taste and feel your sperm all over my mouth and tongue, and then swallow it all." His big black hands cupped her head, forcing her face back down over the thick black stalk welling milky juices at the tip. Her sensitive tongue felt the surges in his cock head as the throbbing increased to a steady beat. Sliding her mouth farther engulfing more and more of his prick, feeling the bulbous head go deeper and deeper until her nose rested against his belly, cushioned by the wiry black hair in his groin, the zipper teeth scraping her nostrils. She swallowed, her throat gulping, massaging his cockhead with her throat then tight lipped she pulled back, milking his cock with her mouth, savoring the musky juice coating her oral cavity. Twice more her mouth forced the length of his black prick, deep- throating him, when he started to shudder, his body tensing. Once more her lips traveled from tip to root, then holding his surging prick with the hand farthest from the camera lens, she pulled her lips free and open mouthed, aimed his prick to the opening, a distance of about five or six inches. She jacked and pumped the black rod, turned on by the thought of the camera catching the juice from his balls entering her lips, thinking of the juice spraying out from the tip of his cock into her ready waiting and eager mouth. The first ropy squirt spanned the space to splash into her mouth, a glob of silver musky juice, thick as tapioca pudding, and she leaned slightly closer to catch the second spurted offering, trapping it with her open mouth. As the squirting black prick spurted less sperm, she followed with her mouth, closer now to the spitting squirting end of his cock, until she had captured the last of the sticky sperm in her open mouth. Slowly her lips slid over the pink black knob and sucking she pulled all of his still pulsing prick into her mouth, feeling it soften. Lisa's fingers tightened at the base of his prick, squeezing the thick shaft upwards, her fingers on top of his rod, thumb underneath as she slowly squeezed the sticky hot cum from his prick, watching the pearly sperm form on the slick black glans. Her head slowly bent over his cock, as she began to lick at the sperm with the tip of her tongue, swirling her pointed pink tongue into the hole. Licking up all of his sticky silver juice from the tip of his knob, down to his balls, cleaning off all of the escaped wetness, then pulled his cock back into her mouth. Gently sucking at the lump of flesh, savoring the juices and the feel of the softening satin smooth skin. Lisa suckled at his sperm, catching and holding the glob of hot sperm, then turning her head slightly to face the hidden VCR camera, the avidly prick sucking blonde allowed droplets of his juice to escape from the corners of her mouth, for the camera. "Lisa, you are one great cocksucker!" said George pulling his cock back while she sucked it like a large, fat piece of spaghetti, until it fell from her lips with an audible pop. "Now it's my turn. I want to fuck your white pussy." "George, I'd rather not, we've been in here so long that someone will wonder what happened to us. I'll let you fuck me later with that big fat black cock. Let's get everyone a little drunk, and relax any inhibitions they may have and get an orgy going!" "Are you serious, Lisa?" "You bet your ass I'm serious, do you want to help out, and get my blonde pussy?" "Sure, I'll help. What do you want me to do?" "Here is what we'll do, later this evening, we'll..." He pulled her to her feet and planted a wet kiss on her cum coated lips, his tongue probing and flickering where his black cock had spurted, just moments before. She led him back to the others. Acting very casual, Lisa obtained a new drink and nodded at her husband signifying that she's been sucked a big black cock and recorded it on tape. As Lisa engaged Bull and Polly in animated conversation, she began to warm up Bull by almost thrusting her breasts out of her blouse. Each time her eyes looked at Bull's, his eyes were deep into the cleavage, lusting after the full swelling of her tits. Bull took a deep breath, still staring down the vee in her blouse and asked, "Where's your bathroom, Lisa?" "Use the bath in the master bedroom. I've got to pee too, I'll use the front bathroom," Lisa grinned at him. "I hope everything comes out all right," Bull's humorous voice grinned at her. "Oh, I'm certain it will," Lisa grinned back. She closed the door behind her, paused a few seconds to allow Bull to proceed to the bathroom in the master bedroom, then opened it to tip toe into the master bedroom. Closing and locking the master bedroom door quietly, she stole to the bed, seating herself on the edge of the bed again. She opened the slit in her skirt and began to rub the cleft opening of her overheated cunt. When Bull exited the bathroom, his hands busy fastening the zipper on his fly, his eyes fell on Lisa, her skirt open, busy finger sunk into the top of her pussy. Her fingers stopped moving while she sat frozen for a few seconds looking full into his eyes, her finger again began sliding over the wet and swollen lips of her cunt. Parting the lips gently with her finger, Lisa moved the tip over the erect bud of her clit. Slowly slipping into the swelled lips of her pink pussy her finger glinted with sticky honey. Bull's deep voice almost cracked as he spoke. "Jesus, Lisa. Couldn't you wait until the party was over?" "No, Bull," her sultry voice slow. "I just got turned on thinking about you." "Wouldn't you rather have something else in there, Lisa?" "Yes I'd really like something else in here. Have you got anything in mind?" "Oh, I have something to fill it with all right, I have fingers, a tongue or a big cock! Which one would you like, or maybe all three." "Well, let's see now. I do like to have a finger in my pussy, and I certainly do like to have a tongue in there too, but if it's a really big cock, then I think that I'd really rather have it in me. Have you really got a big cock Bull? The sudden jump of his prick was outlined by his tight brown trousers, the fabric stretching with the quick engorgement of blood to his cock. Bull grinned down at the beautiful and sensuous blonde wife. "Big, and long and hard besides. Just look here at what you do to me when you play with your pussy, like you're doing now." Lisa looked where Bull was pointing. "I only believe what I see, and you might have a potato stuffed in there for all I can tell from here." "Watch closely, and I'll let you be the judge as to whether it's a potato, or more cock than you can handle." Her eyes dropped to stare at his groin as he drew down his zipper. Lisa's eyes widened as his prick came out, and came out, and came out. George's cock looked like a banana, but Bull's prick looked like the handle of a tennis racket. So long that it drooped under it's own weight. His cock stood out from his belly straining to hold itself erect. Lisa's pussy spasmed just looking at the awesome handle on the man. "Gawd! Now I know why they call you Bull - You're built like a god damn bull!" He stepped forward, his cock bobbling, until it was level with Lisa's eyes. "Try it, you'll like it." "If I lick it, will I like it better?" "I don't know if you'll like it better, but I'll like it better!" Lisa giggled up at Bull, still staring at his lusty prick. Her hands grasped and held his huge prick, fondling the heavy weight of meat. Stroking and pumping, she felt it expanding under her caresses until the glans, swollen and seeping with moisture, gleamed with engorged blood. His foreskin, lay in thick and heavy folds surrounding the neck of his prick. Lisa's soft fingers moved the heavy folds of wrinkled skin up to almost cover the glans, them back slowly over the neck of his cock until the head was uncovered and throbbing in her hands. Each time she covered and uncovered his lusty cock with his foreskin, a small seepage of honey emitted from the slitted opening. For all the length of his cock, the glans head was small and almost flat, tapered at the bottom but straight at the top. Rounded and spongy to her touch, responsive to the suggestive caresses her tender fingertips traced over the smooth slick surface. It was much larger than her husband's root, or even George's prick. Lisa thought and compared the other four cocks she'd had. This one beat them all in length, maybe even a little in thickness. The hole in the head was a long slit instead of the dimple she was familiar with, seeping honey that oiled the slippery glans beneath the foreskin as she pumped on it. Softly running her hands over the massive organ, Lisa weighed and marveled at the weight, hefted the hairy testicles hanging with bunched wrinkled skin below the hardened shaft, slowly moving her fingers from testicles to glans, tracing the blue veins swelling and pulsing under the skin. Again, moving from root to tip, the sensuous blonde wife squeezed harder at his shaft, milking it and bringing a soft groan from Bull's lips. Her milking motion brought a pearl of honey lubrication juice welling up on the long slitted opening. Each time the sensuous blonde housewife pumped the heavy foreskin on his prick, another small pearl of honey emerged to perch on the slitted opening. Lisa's pink tongue, slipped from between her red lips, pointed at the slit as she brought her face closer and closer to his cock. "That's it baby, go ahead and suck it all," Bull's said softly. Her tongue darted into the slippery slit at the head of his cock, into the gooey liquid pooling there, to retract back into her hot mouth with the viscous liquid clinging to her tongue. Savoring the sticky wetness clinging to her tongue, the sensuous blonde wife scraped her teeth over the head of his purple headed spongy prick, letting him feel the edges of her sharp white teeth on his organ, bringing another groan from his lips as his hips moved slightly trying to slide more of his cock into Lisa's questing mouth. "Suck it harder, let me feel your teeth again, and I'll coat your tonsils." Lisa pulled back, "I don't want you to come in my mouth, I want you to come inside my pussy." "Just one more quick suck, and then I'll fuck your brains out." Lisa moved her mouth quickly over the swollen head of his cock, her flickering tongue covering the head, laving the smoothness of his pounding cock with her tongue, applying even more suction to the slitted opening, pulling the slippery juice out of his prick into her mouth. With one more deep penetration, Lisa moved her head slowly, allowing his cock to slip from her questing lips until slick with the excess saliva from her mouth coated his glans and half of the shaft of his oversized organ. "Would you mind fucking me dog fashion? I'd really like that, and we wouldn't have to get undressed for it." "Any way you like it, just as long as I get to fuck you." Lisa moved up off the bed, twirled and flinging her skirt up over her waist, bent over the edge of the bed, watching in the mirror to get just the correct computed angle for the camera, and presented her bare ass and curly tufted cunt to him. Holding to the edge of the bed with her arms, bent over at the waist, her cunt was at the same level as his huge cock. Bull's trousers sunk down his legs to the floor. Holding and caressing her curved buttocks, Bull moved a step closer until his cock touched her curved, cleft ass. He centered his cock head, slippery with honey and Lisa's to the slitted opening she presented. The sensual feeling of exposing herself to the men in the other room, the blow job she'd given to Harry's black cock, and now the sight and licking of Bull's male organ had lubricated her loins until the juice welled from the tight swollen lips coating even the soft blonde curly pussy hair. Bull stepped close behind Lisa, his prick nudging at the curved flanks, dipping lower until it centered at the hairy opening she presented with her ass waving slightly. The head of his prick slid into her opening like butter, smoothly sliding inside her belly, the narrow head of his prick an arrow for his root to follow. He gently pressed his length into her wet cunt as she moaned her pleasure, wriggling her ass to help him insert the entire log deep in her cunt. She put one hand between her legs, groping for his balls, delighted to feel how much of his organ she had captured on the first stroke. Bull began to long cock her cunt. His prick withdrawing until only the head was nestled between the outer lips of her pussy, then in one long smooth stroke, he slid it back inside. Her busy fingers caressing his testicles, rolling them gently, marveling at the softness of his skin, feeling the stones beneath the smooth outer covering, exploring the root of his cock and discovering almost three inches still left outside her lusty loins. She began to buck her ass, arching her back lower, presenting a more direct line into her belly for his prick to follow, delighted to feel another inch sink into her streaming cunt, leaving only a couple of inches or less still outside her hot pussy. She bucked back harder feeling another inch as his glans banged into her cunt both deeper and harder, starting a wave of orgasms to ripple her soft belly, and juice to run from her filled cunt and drip onto his balls. "Just ram it all up my pussy. I need it all, right now!" He withdrew his prick again until his cock just parted the full wet lips of her cunt, bringing a drool of her wet lubricating juice with it, then slammed the vibrant length to the hilt in her pussy, his balls swinging high to bang hard against her crotch. His violent move slammed the head of his prick against her cervix, causing both pain and extreme pleasure at the same time. Each time he slammed home, the pain lessened and the pleasure grew, when her body started the familiar waves of orgasms. He gripped her hips tightly with both hands, holding her writhing bucking ass as his cock slithered back into her hairy opening. His lunges against her backside slapped his belly against the full curves of her rounded ass, setting off ripples in the flesh that spread almost to the small of her back. His hairy testicles banged against the top of her pussy with each lunge, caressing the smoothness of her thighs then with a gentle slap, tapping her swollen clit. Her fingers toyed with his testicles, gently brushing as they moved freely in between her spread legs, as she felt them tighten. They pulled up higher to the base of his cock with each thrust. Lisa's panting grew more animated and her quick frenzied movements grew faster as she felt his hard balls swell in her fingers. Lisa heard Bull snort, his heavy breathing almost stopped as he withdrew his cock until the glans was just outside the tight ring, then his cock thundered full length into her soft belly, holding stationary as she felt him cum. His hose, tightly pressed to her cervix, pulsed and spat his sperm, squirting his sticky juice into her belly, against the deepest part of her pussy. The gushing juice, stoppered by his cock, filled her cunt, expanding spurt after spurt, into her soft pink vagina. The hot wetness spurting deep within her, caused Lisa extreme pleasure, pressing her curved buttocks tightly against his belly, sinking his spurting cock even deeper so that she could feel the pulsations as the spermy liquid leaped from the slitted opening, into her slippery cunt. Lisa moaned, feeling the hot gushing creamy juice fill her cavity, marveling at the warmth of his ejection and the sensitive pressure he was putting so deeply inside her writhing belly. The feel of his fire hose shooting intensified her orgasm wildly as she bucked her hunching ass as she slipped her finger over the erect nub of her clit, rubbing it to heighten the effect. Sated, and softening, Bull could still feel the rhythmic pulsations of her soft curly haired pussy milking his cock as he slowly withdrew and let his prick release from her cunt. Sperm still dribbled from the tip as it shrunk and tightened toward his belly. He wiped the juices from his cock with his hand, squeezing it, root to tip, transferring the juices to her open mouth. She squatted on the toilet and pee'd while Bull wiped his cock on a towel from the rack. Drying her wet slippery pussy on the toilet paper, she watched Bull drying his prick on the towel, amazed still at the awesome length left, even though he'd climaxed only moments before. "Bring that thing back over here," Lisa demanded from her throne on the toilet seat. Bull moved to stand in front of her, his cock still not dangling down, but instead hanging over his balls in a curve. Her hand tenderly touched his meaty organ again, her tongue darting out to capture a stray drop of juice that welled suddenly as she squeezed his cock fondly. "Enough, we must get back," Lisa jumped from the toilet, her skirt falling to cover the shape of her legs as she stood. She unlocked the door to leave and came face to face with Susan, standing just outside the bedroom door. "Oh shit!" thought Lisa, "now the trouble starts." Susan's tiny body sparkled with anger. "And just what do you think you're doing in there with the door locked Bull?" Susan pushed past Lisa into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. "Don't say anything, Lisa," Susan's voice was tight with anger. "I know he fucked you, I can tell by his sappy look just after he gets screwed. I know you've got a pussy full of his cream and I don't like it one bit. I saw you tonight showing your cunt and tits to all the men, getting them all worked up. I don't intend to go home to a fucked out cock so I'm going to get my pussy filled with your husband's cream until I drip when I walk, and then you and I are going to kiss and make up." They walked back into the living room arm in arm. At Bill's look, Lisa made head gesture to the kitchen and left. Bill followed her in a few seconds. "Something go wrong, or did he see the camera? You look all shook up" "Nothing's wrong with your camera, but I just got caught fucking Bull and Susan's pissed off. She says she wants a belly full of your cream. You fuck her silly so she'll be off my back!" A few minutes later, while talking to Harry, she saw her husband following Susan down the hall. Realizing that there wasn't anything she could do about it except let Bill take care of Susan's needs, she leaned forward a bit to give Harry a little better view of her tits. She squirmed a bit, setting her full globes to quivering, and was rewarded by Harry gulping as he stared at the pink nipple and shadowed opening so blatantly offered to his staring eyes. "You know, Lisa, I'd not want to offend you, but I think you have a case of hot tits and are trying to get them out into the air to cool them off," Harry chuckled. "I do have hot tits, but I also have a case of very hot pants, too." "Well, how hot are your pants, since from what I could see earlier, you weren't troubled by panties at all. Unless my eyes deceive me, you're bare as it's possible to be bare under that skirt and blouse." Lisa giggled as her skirt slipped open again, giggling again as Harry's hand slithered between the silken smoothness of her full thighs. Lisa parted her thighs slightly, looking around the room to see if they were being observed, and since nobody seemed to be paying them any attention, she let her thighs relax even more, creating a slim crevasse for Harry's searching hand to caress. When the bedroom door clicked shut, Susan turned the lock and said to Bill, "Your hot assed wife just got finished fucking my boy friend and the only thing that's going to make up for it, is for me to fuck you. Now get your clothes off mister. I want your naked body!" Susan skinned her dress high over her head, her body clad in a brassiere, panties that just covered her tiny full hips, a garter belt holding up her thigh high stockings. Bill hadn't seen a woman wear a garter belt except in the fuck movies, for years, delighted by her tiny figure. He watched her reach behind her back to get the catch on her bra, unfastening it to spill her pert tits from the wispy silk covering. Her breasts were full for her slight figure and as she pulled her panties from her tiny flared hips the chestnut brown curly ringlets of her cunt peeked from the vee between her legs. Shirt, trousers and shorts gone, Bill stood by the bed, bare, his cock began to fill and rise from his testicles. Bill lay on the bed, careful to make sure he was positioned correctly for the camera lens, crossing his hands behind his neck, watching her tiny body as she crawled onto the bed. She grabbed his cock roughly, skinning the foreskin back, pumping him like she was pounding corn in a bowl. Her tight body tensed with effort as her tits quivered with the movement of her hand jerking off his cock. "I wanted to fuck you too, and I am," her voice softer, "I'm about as turned on as your wife was. Let's start fucking!" Moisture began to appear at the head of his cock, wetting the foreskin and her fingers as she pumped him. When he extended his hand and cupped her quivering tits, she sighed, bolder now that his other hand began to caress her flanks and hips, fondling her ass. Now both hands at his groin, Susan stroked more softly, then swung one silky leg across his body to straddle his hips, her slippery hot pussy near his cock. Harry's hand surreptitiously moved over the silken flesh of Lisa's upper thigh in the living room, while her husband was getting ready to slip his hard prick into Susan's waiting pink cunt in the locked bedroom. "Harry, don't put your fingers up too high, somebody might see." "If you'd get the lights a little lower..." his voice murmured. "How about just flickering fire light, would that help?" Lisa grinned at her office manager. "Let's get a fire going!" Harry's hand grabbed Lisa's, pulled it to his lap, pressing her fingers against his groin. The sensuous blonde's fingers wiggled, feeling the hot bar of Harry's sex, swollen and hard. "That's feels like enough hose to put out the Chicago Fire, and have a little left over. Now let's get a fire started, in the fireplace." Quickly the fire started, the flames sweeping to envelope the small oak logs, setting off a crackling sound as the flames turned the kindling to red coals under the logs. "Oh goodie, a fire," buxom Polly said to the group as she left Bull to sit on the carpet in front of the fireplace. "What we need is some brandy, and to sit and watch the fire." "I always love a fire, it's so romantic," Polly's sultry voice announced. "I really get turned on sitting in front of a fire," George's deep voice joined in the fireside banter. "I'll get the brandy while you all get cozy in the firelight," Lisa moved to the kitchen, quickly placing a bottle of brandy and eight glasses on a tray, returning to the group now huddled in front of the fire. George poured brandy into each glass, handing the half filled glasses to the watchers. The two remaining glasses on the tray attracted attention to Bill and Susan's absence. "Somebody turn off the lights, and we can sit in just the firelight," Harry moved over to sit by Lisa. The lamps in the living room turned off, the group sprawled on the carpet, Polly lying with her head with her head on Bull's lap, Betty lying on her stomach facing the flames kicking her slim legs in the air behind her. Her curved rump quivering each time her legs moved. "Bull?" Polly looked up at his face as she moved her head in his lap, "is that your wallet in your front pocket, or are you just glad to see me?" "That's me you're rolling your head on, and I'm glad to see you. I'd be gladder to see more of you." "What part of Polly are you interested in seeing, Bull?" Lisa giggled at him. Polly squirmed again on Bull's lap, "Yes Bull, what parts are most interesting?" She moved her shoulders, quivers running over her full breasts. "Give me another shot of that brandy, and I'll tell everyone." Lisa moved to lean over and grab the bottle, pouring a healthy glass for Bull, quizzing the rest, "Anybody else?" Polly drew her glass up, raised herself from Bull's lap and drained her brandy glass, "I'll take another since we all seem to be intent on getting drunk tonight." Lisa poured another glass for her sensuous black haired friend, then moving to fill the rest of the glasses again. What did you want to see more of!" Polly giggled, the alcohol and the warmth of the fire suddenly acting on her inhibitions, "if you can't say it, you can't see it." "Not it, them," Bull laughed. "You don't mean that you like to look at Polly's tits, do you?" George laughed. "Certainly I'd like to look at her tits, wouldn't you?" Bull turned to Harry. "Sure would, Polly, show Bull your tits," Harry grinned at her as she first frowned then laughed at the men looking down at her. "I'll show him my tits, if I get to see what I'm laying on." Polly giggled. "My, but you Americans beat around the old bush," Betty's English accent giggled, "at home in London, if I was at a party having this much fun, I'd have a finger or two up the old twat." "Well, the evenings not over yet, you still might get your wish," Lisa giggled. In the bedroom, Susan straddled Bill, holding the hard pulsing warmth of his cock in her hand, while the bantering group in the living room waited to see Bull's reaction to Polly's invitation. Susan drew the oozing head of his cock up against her pussy, using the glans to transfer his slippery juice to the opening of her cunt. The rosy head of his cock parted the soft hair covered opening and rubbed against the pink, tight lips of her vagina, opening the lips more until his cockhead was tucked into the cleft of her cunt, raising her ass and guiding his cock, sliding it deeper into her cunt by raising and lowering her tight pussy gently until his prick started the juices flowing from her. Worming his cock deeper into her belly, Bill could feel the tightness of her pussy get wetter with their combined juices, and his cock inched deeper with each movement of her ass. He arched his back, driving his cock the last distance left to go, feeling the soft hair on her cunt tickling his belly. With his cock now fully inside her pussy, Susan began a rocking motion, rubbing her clit against the hairy mound above Bill's prick. Her motion was almost automatic, with no change in rhythm, Bill savoring her tight cunt. He gripped her ass with both hands, helping, his arm motion and hip pulling coincided with her rocking. He kept his body still, content to let her fuck him, just helping her establish the rhythm. Her blond hair swung with her motions, her body flushed in the light, turning pink with a thin sheen of moisture as she started perspiring. Drops of perspiration running, forming a channel between her quivering tits, down her tight belly to gather in the hair around her pussy. Drops soon formed and using the pink nipples of her tits, were flung out by the exertions of her steady rocking torso. "You show me yours first," Bull laughed, "then I'll show you mine." "I'm too tired to reach the buttons, and too drunk to fiddle with them," Polly giggled. "I'll do all the hard work then," Bull announced, his fingers moving the top of her blouse, opening three buttons and working on the fourth before Polly realized that his hands were about to have her boobs out of her blouse. "What are you doing?" her voice indignant. "He's going to look at your tits, then he's going to show you his cock!" Betty's English voice broke up in laughter. "The hell I am," Polly's voice giggled. "The hell you're not," Harry laughed at her, "You can't renege now after you already laid out the rules, besides, I want to see your tits, too." "Everybody always want to see my tits. Well, hell, look at them all you want to," Polly moved her hands down from their protective covering over her chest, "but we all get to see your cock, too!" "That's the spirit, Polly," Lisa leaned over her, "let 'em all hang out." Bill could see Susan's ass clenching in the mirror, framed by the garter belt, her shivering curved ass cheeks started Bill's prick pounding even harder, the pulsations matching her rocking rhythms. He ran his fingers over the cleft of her ass, enjoying the feel of her full buttocks under his palms, touching the bud opening of her ass. Like she had been goosed with an electric cattle prod, Susan jumped, her rhythmic rocking halted, as his finger rubbed gently at the puckered opening. He rubbed his finger in a circular motion as he felt her body loose its rigidity, then her rocking motion picked up again, at a slightly faster pace, perspiration droplets spraying from her quivering tits. Bill felt the oily liquid swishing from Susan's cunt, dipping a finger, transferred her cunt juice to her asshole, rubbing it into the puckering bud. His finger dipped again and again into the oily juice of her cunt, until her asshole was dripping wet with slime from her pussy, then with one last dip into her cunt, he wet his finger to the second knuckle, pressing it against her asshole. His finger wormed inside to the second joint and Susan went mad. Her body rocked with frenzy as she tried to grind her cunt tighter onto his prick, her cunt hair matting against his belly, while her ass poked back as she arched her back. His wriggling finger up her ass while his cock filled her cunt started her shivering. He pressed harder, his palm flat to her bottom, his finger thrust the last inch into her ass and he rotated his hand, his finger deep in her puckered asshole. His palm rubbed the smooth round globular cheek of her ass, his forefinger deep into her asshole, his middle finger dipping into the channel of her ass, feeling his own prick slithering up her cunt. Her resulting orgasm was so intense that he could not only feel her cunt writhe around his cock, milking it, but her asshole also convulsed tightly around his deep sunk finger. "Ohhhh.... Ohhh... Ohh," her voiced rose higher and higher as she gushed juices from her cunt, her orgasm shaking her tiny trim body. At the peak of Susan's convulsions, Bill's cock began spurting cum, squelching in her pussy, shooting jet after jet of thick creamy juice into her belly, triggering another orgasm from her tense body. "OH OOOhhhh..." her body shuddered again, then collapsed over Bill. Her lips soft against his as she nestled to him as he caressed her silky back and ass. Bull's fingers triggered the last three buttons opening Polly's blouse to the waist, pulling the ends of the material from her skirt, pulling the blouse off over the top of her head, her arms raising to help him rid her of the clothing. Polly's boobs, rose from her chest in twin peaks, encased in a beige colored brassiere, truly awesome in size. Bull lifted her upper torso slightly, finding the catch at the front of her bra, releasing the material covering her mounds. The catch open, Polly's huge tits sprung free from her bra, standing proudly from her rib cage, nipples the size of Bull's thumbs peaking the soft mounds. "Hooray," George cried, "them's what I call tits!" Bull's fingers slowly moved to caress the softly moving mounds, his thumbs moving over the crinkled skin of her nipples, drawing the skin tighter and making each erect nipple swell and grow harder with each touch, while Polly's head moved in his lap slowly, pressing her ebony hair against his over heated groin. After a few seconds, Polly spun over on her tummy, her weight resting on her elbows as her hands darted to his belt buckle. "My turn now," Polly giggled impishly, "Now I get to see what's been poking me in the back of my head." Her fingers flew to his buckle, drawing the leather through the metal, opening the metal catch at the top of his slacks, fumbling with the zipper, drawing it down full length. Her hand dove into the opening, wriggling inside his shorts, grasping and pulling at his cock, pulling it free to stand in his lap. "My gawd," Betty's awed voice exclaimed in her very British accent, "no wonder they call you Bull. You're hung like a big Spanish steer. Are you sure you don't have a little black blood in you, brother?" Lisa giggled at Betty's open mouthed stare. Her own hand busy caressing Harry's male member through the material of Harry's slacks. "George," Betty looked at her date, "if you had a cock like that, I'd marry you! They don't have anything like that in London!" "Betty," George replied, "If you'd show me your English ass, my cock would get even bigger than that." "Oh goody," Lisa giggled, "show and tell time folks. You tell what part you want to see, and the person has to show." "In that case, if I have my choice, I'd like to see Betty's English ass. It sure looks good, all curved up and over, with her lying there on the floor," Harry's voice almost shouted. "Hell, I'm not shy, I'm just drunk and horny," Betty giggled, she moved sleek body to a sitting position on the carpet, her hands went to the hem of her dress, skinning it up and off her body to toss it to the side. The black beauty wasn't wearing a bra, and only her wispy panties covered her highly arched ass. "But I don't take my own panties off at a party, I always let somebody else do it for me. Harry, will you do me the honors, since you're the gentleman that wants to see my ass?" Harry's large hands grasped Betty's filmy under pants, pulling them over the richly curved mounds of the cheeks of her ass, and down her slim legs, to toss them by her discarded dress. "After that, I don't see why any of us are wearing clothes, let's get this party going!" George grinned at the others, his fingers busy stripping his clothes from his body, to lay naked next to Betty, face down on the carpet. Lisa followed, her blouse and skirt tossed on the discarded clothing pile, while Harry and Bull followed her lead. The three couples sprawled out on the soft carpet, naked, drinking brandy and moving their hands lovingly over each other's bodies. Soft sounds of contentment and an occasional gasp as one of the group touched a particularly sexual part of another's body. Bill patted Susan's fanny tenderly as she swung her leg over his body to dismount. Her matted pussy, pink lipped and open, swished and juicy cum dripped on his belly. She cupped a hand under her pussy and went to the bathroom to freshen herself. When she returned, Bill was just finishing with his shoes, and he sat watching her dress. "I'm going to leak all night from the load you put in my belly, Bill." He grinned, his hands cupping her ass as he pulled her to him for a kiss. "My pleasure, Susan, shall we join the others?" Bill and Susan, hand in hand returned to the living room to find the other three couples sprawled naked in front of the fire, drinking brandy. "It's about time you two came out of the bedroom!" Lisa giggled, you were about to miss all the fun. Get your clothes off again, and join with us." Susan's dress went flying, Bill a little slower. Harry chuckled, "I want to get it on with Polly, Betty. Come on girls, it's time." The three joined arms and headed down the hall, leaving the bedroom door open. After the remaining five had discussed Harry and the two girls a short while, George stood. "I guess I'll go see it the stud needs any help with the lady from England." Seconds later the others followed. Harry lay on his back, Polly astride riding his cock while Betty's black slim English body knelt over his face and busy tongue. Polly was doing the groaning and moaning as she screwed her cunt on his cock. Bull stood on the bed, his huge cock in Betty's mouth, slowly fucking his prick in and out of her pink lips, her hand busy jacking him off as she sucked. George, prick in hand was slowly masturbating, his glans against Polly's full breast. Susan lay with her head on Harry's belly, her eyes inches from Harry's cock fucking Polly, her fingers dipping into her own pussy, slowly finger fucking herself. Bull pulled his cock from Betty's mouth, spraying sperm over her upraised face, the silver liquid running down to her tits, as he rubbed the residue into her black breasts. The sight of Bull's cock shooting started George pumping his prick faster and Polly grabbed it and stuffed the black pole in her mouth, greedily sucking as he shot his cum. Harry continued pumping his cock into Polly's cunt, faster and faster, until he too squirted his juice to fill her willing cunt. Susan scrambled closer to Polly's cunt, and as Harry pulled his cock out, Susan fastened her lips to his still oozing meat, sucking him dry while finger fucking her own cunt until she came again. Bill and Lisa sat on the bed, caressing and stroking the fucking couples, until Bill's prick stood from his naked loins, throbbing and pounding with lust. He pulled his cock with his hand until it stood leaking at the tip, moving over the bed to kneel behind Betty, still getting her cunt sucked by Harry's eager mouth. Bill's hard cock nestled up to Betty's black English ass, pressing against the cleft opening between her full buttocks, until she raised her ass higher, her pussy leaving Harry's questing mouth as she crouched on hands and knees. Bill's hard prong slid into her over heated, pouting wet cunt like butter, filling the jagged pink lipped opening to the hilt, his balls touching her slim curved thighs as he began to fuck the sexually aroused lady dog fashion. Lisa, sexually excited by the sight of her husband fucking Betty, moved up onto the bed writhing into the huddle of warm bodies, her hands running over the plenitude of hot flesh, touching wet and sticky, the sexual organs of the orgy participants. The lovely blonde, lying on her back, watched her husband's thick cock sliding into the thick pink lipped opening between Betty's thighs as her ass bucked back onto him. After a few minutes of hunching, Betty's moans became louder as she commenced her orgasm, her groans shuddering her swinging pert tits, her belly knotted with passion. Bill drove his cock deep into the black girl's cunt, spraying his hot sperm into her wildly swinging hot pussy, while he clutched her writhing ass with both hands. Moments went by, then with a groan of satisfaction, he withdrew his sticky prick from her leaking pussy, and stood by the bed in exhaustion. Later, gathered together over coffee, the group laid plans for the next party, not quite understanding Bill and Lisa's insistence that they have it here again. After some small arguments, all agreed to have another dinner at Bill and Lisa's. With much patting, kissing and loving touching, the party broke-up at two a.m. with the guests laughing as they left for their cars. 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