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Halloween suprise

9/15/2005

It was the day before Halloween and I was out in the yard raking
up leaves when my Sister in Law Leslie dropped by. My wife,
Samantha, was out of own on business for the week and Leslie
had seemed to take it upon herself to be my “surrogate” wife
while Sam was gone. The visit was nothing too big of a deal,
but she would drop by with a casserole for dinner or to make
sure I had clean clothes and the like. Kind of funny, I know,
but Sam had asked her to. I guess just to make sure I wasn’t
making too much of a mess of things while she was gone.
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Don’t get me wrong, my wife is drop dead gorgeous, dark hair,
five feet five with slim hips and firm B-cup breasts with
the look of an Italian movie star, and I love her. Leslie
was one of those women all men fantasize about, the “primal”
woman incarnate. I’ll never forget the day I first met her.
She stood about five feet eight, pale white skin, and auburn
hair down past her armpits in ringlet curls that framed
her face and brought out the emerald green of her eyes, smooth
legs that went on forever. Her body was in the perfect hourglass
shape with all the right curves. Her ample bosom sprouted
cleavage above the neckline of her cashmere sweater, her
goddess-like backside swathed in the perfect fit of her
jeans that almost allowed the slight bulge of her womanhood
underneath, almost a complete polarization of Samantha,
probably due to their Mom being Irish and had Italian. I
almost had a hard-on right then when she came up and gave
me a welcoming hug. I thought I sensed something chemical
about us touching, that, along with what may have been as
self- perceived twinkle in her eye, said to me I best be careful
when around her. I didn’t know if I could trust myself not
to make a move.
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As Sam and I dated, I had many opportunities to get to know
Leslie and discovered she had a slightly risqué side. She
would always jokingly talk about stealing me away one night
if Sam would let her. I have to say that the idea appealed
to me, but Sam and she would always have a good chuckle after
that had been mentioned. However, something in her eyes
when she looked at me afterwards said “Oh yes, it will happen
one day.” For years I thought it had only been my imagination
running amuck but little did I know that that day was about
to arrive.
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She got out of the car, her alabaster legs leading the way
as she exited the vehicle, called my name, and approached
me holding a large envelope. As she handed it to me she said,
“I know Sam has been gone awhile and you’re probably getting
bored just hanging around the house, so I asked her if she
minded if I invited you to be my guest at a Halloween party
I’ve been invited to and she said that was fine”. My heart
almost popped up into my mouth as I took the invitation in
hand. “Well, cool!”, I replied, “ When is it?” “Tomorrow
night”, she replied, “It starts at 10 PM at the old Wardly
Mansion over off of Chestnut Street. The rest of the information
is on the invite there. Make sure to bring it with you because
it’s an exclusive party and no one will be allowed in without
it.” At this point I suppose I should explain that Leslie
had never been married. Why? I have no idea because she was
so hot and such a nice person. But that is another story,
which has no place here. “Well, sure I’ll go.” I said hoping
it wasn’t too evident that I was just about panting at the
thought of being there with her. “Great!” she replied,
“I’ll see you then!” She got back in her car and drove off
with a honk and a wave. I finished my raking and headed into
the house, my thoughts drifting off to “What might happen
land” as I shut the door.
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I opened the invitation to read the particulars of the party.
All it said was “Wardly Mansion, 10 PM. Dress: Black Tie
and Mask”. Now I was intrigued. A rather vague invite to
a party at a place I have never been, with people I have never
known, and with one of the most desirable women on the Earth.
My head swam with the possibilities as I drifted off to sleep
that night.
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The entire next day I tried to keep myself busy in the hopes
that the time would pass quicker that way. I kept finding
myself thinking about the party and my escort. My pants
more than once were forming a tent at the thought of Leslie
in a slinky evening gown and what lied underneath it.
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At about 7 PM I started getting ready. I laid out my tux and
after making sure everything was pressed and presentable,
I then rummaged through the attic to find a mask. Luckily
I found the one I had from an old costume from college, a black
velvet Zoro mask that I dusted it off and got in the shower.
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At 10:00 I was at the drive that led up to the mansion. The
burly looking man at the gate asked for my invitation and
after making sure it was legit, he allowed me to pass up to
the house itself.
I put on my mask and headed for the door. A slightly aged butler
asked for the invite to inspect before I could enter. After
passing his inspection, I moved through the open doorway
and into the main party room. The room was filled with a wide
variety of people; young, old, thin, thick and everything
in between dressed to the nines in their tuxes and evening
gowns. There was plush thick black carpeting throughout
the room that made it seem like I was walking on a bed. The
walls were paneled with dark mahogany like wood, the windows
huge and arched at the top. Crystal chandeliers hanging
from the cathedral ceiling that reminded me of an opera
house with frescos of renaissance paintings. A DJ was playing
tunes that ranged from House to Classical. An open bar stocked
with top-shelf booze in the corner. Waitresses in French
Maid outfits and waiters in Chippendale outfits were passing
through the crown with long flutes of champagne. As I was
surveying the surroundings, Leslie saw me and called out
that she’d be right over. What a sight she was! Spaghetti
straps holding up a red, backless number over her full breasts,
its form hugging hers, accenting all that was woman about
her. A red mask trimmed in black about her eyes, causing
the green in her eyes to dance out and pull me into her gaze.
“Did you have any trouble finding the place or getting in?”
she asked as she hooked her arm through mine, a flute of bubbly
in one hand. “Nope, not at all” I replied as she led me around
the room and introduced me to her acquaintances. Pretty
much it was a normal party, until the great clock in the hallway
struck midnight that is!
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When the chimes first started ringing out, I saw the wait
staff head for the grand windows and draw about them opaque
black curtains as others lit elaborate candelabras and
tuned off the lights. Not knowing what was about to happen,
my heart rate went way up and sweat started forming on my
brow as the music went quiet along with the entire room of
people. I leaned over to Leslie’s ear and whispered, “What’s
going on?” She looked at me with a coy smile, replied “You’ll
find out soon enough, but no matter what happens, do NOT
take your mask off”, and gave me a wink. The DJ then asked
over the PA if all was secured and ready. A stiff nod from
the doorman said yes and that’s when my night got VERY interesting!
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The DJ put on what can best be described as a mix of Gregorian
chants to a slow techno beats, occasionally echoed with
an Enya-like voice. As the new exotic music pulsed out of
the speakers, Leslie turned my face to hers and drew me closer
to her, her eyes scanning for my reaction as mine began to
notice the smoldering passion mixed into the cool green
of hers. “Ummm, are we about to do what I think we are” I stammered.
“Shhhhhhhhh” was her response from a slender finger raised
to her fire engine red, full lips. Slowly and surely her
body started moving in rhythm to the sounds emanating in
the room. Her hands reached out around my neck, locking
her fingers in the back as she shut her eyes and set that beautiful
body in motion grinding up against me. A mix of shock and
desire coursed through me as I watched her begin her dance
of seduction. A quick look around showed that I was not alone
in this exhibition of feminine sexuality. All across the
room women and men, women and women, and in some cases groups
of women and men began the same ceremony.
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She pulled my head down to her with her interlocked hands;
slightly open lips greeting mine as they met. I tried to
stop myself but I couldn’t. The heady mix of her perfume,
the music, champagne, and my desire prevented me from ceasing
the activity. Our tongues slowly began to caress each other’s
lips and mouths, as we were both moving in beat with the sounds.
My fingertips tracing their way down her back as her fingernails
began softly scratching against the material of my tux.
Our eyes closed in our masks as we kissed and grinded together.
The feel of her body heating against mine as our long repressed
passions began to unfold in that dance of sexuality we were
now doing. My mind swarming with thoughts of nothing but
the present, the here-and-now of the moment as her hands
began undoing my tie and unbuttoning my collar as her soft
lips moved down my neck leaving a trail of pure electricity
in their wake. I dared to open my eyes for a second as a groan
escaped my mouth and saw what type of party this really was.
Men and women, in couples and groups all dancing in a purely
hedonistic fashion, lips pressed on lips, tongues darting
in and out, some clothing starting to come off, the waitresses
in their maid costumes doing slow erotic stripteases with
the waiters for those who just wished to watch.
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As I was observing all of this, Leslie’s hands had moved
down to my shirt buttons and began to undo them with ease.
After my shirt had been undone all the way down, she pulled
the shirttails out of my pants and pulled open the material
slowly with her blood red fingernails tracing streaks
across my chest, my hands now around her head, pulling it
into me. Soft kisses from her down my neck caused moans of
desire from my mouth. She then locked her mouth around my
nipples, slowly sucking on them, her teeth gently nibbling
causing me to shudder with ecstasy as I felt the curious
mix of pleasure and pain wrack my body. I quickly shed my
jacket, tie and shirt as she continued her kisses back up
to my mouth. My cock by now had swollen more than I ever remember
and was straining against my pants as I reached around her
neck and untied the slim straps that held the red dress against
her slender neck. As the bow gave way to my deliberations,
I pulled the strings down towards me, freeing her breasts
from their wrapping. They were exquisite! Firm white C-cups
with beautiful pink buds, now erect, pointing skyward
as she looked at me from under heavy eyelids. My hands moved
to cup them, fingers tracing their roundness as I began
kissing her neck. My lips moved down her neck and onto her
shoulder, alternating kisses and nibbles. I moved around
behind her to make it easier to enjoy both activities. My
hands now gently kneading her perfect tits from behind
as my stiff member pressed into her beautiful buttocks
through my trousers. She had an ass that a man could get lustfully
lost in, perfectly pear shaped and bubbled, and it was what
a woman should be like. Her hands now enjoined mine on her
breasts; her head leaned against mine as I continued to
kiss her neck from left to right. Her red gown folded neatly
in half against her waist as her hands began to slip downwards
and under the material stroking her skin where her thighs
met her waist with those crimson nails. “Mmmmm, look there”
she mentioned and nodded her head in the general direction
of a raven haired woman sandwiched between two men, the
three of them naked except for the masks as they both penetrated
her from the front and back. The dark haired woman gave me
a knowing smile. Their bodies were moving in exact beat
with the music creating an erotic snake-like movement,
gasps of pleasure escaping from their disguised faces.
“Is that something you’d like?” I asked. “Not just yet”
was her reply. My eyes now scanning the room, they locked
onto two nude women, both blondes, heading down towards
the soft floor, their mouths locked and fingers probing
inside each other. She noticed where my attention had been
stolen to and whispered “that too, but again, not just yet”.
I then asked, “So, what do you want right now?” “Let me show
you” was her answer. With that she turned around and knelt
in front of me, fingers undoing my belt, button, and zipper,
she freed my solid erection from its confine and slipped
my pants and boxers off with my shoes and socks.
“Ohhhh, Sam wasn’t kidding” was all that she said before
her tongue began its dance. The deep green of her eyes gazing
up at me as she gripped my shaft with her right hand and squeezed
it tight, forcing more blood into the already full head
creating a deep purple color that stood out against the
pinkness of her tongue that was now circling it. My hands
by instinct moved to behind her head, undid the pins that
held her hair up and I ran my fingers through those auburn
curls as her hair began to settle on her shoulders. “Ooohhhh”
was all I could say as all 7 inches of my cock disappeared
into her mouth as her fingernails traced trails of passionate
fire across my balls. My eyes were just about to close when
I looked over to my left and noticed the same was going on
with another man and the beautiful brunette whose head
was now slowly bobbing on his rod. “Man, if Sam knew where
I was, she’d…” and that was as far as that thought got because
Leslie had just taken both my jewels into her soft mouth
as her hand stroked my manhood. The veins in my cock were
now completely pulsing under the skin, creating ridges
that her lips slowly bumped over as she began to fuck me with
her mouth. With her hot mouth sucking on the head and her
hand now starting to pump my shaft, I knew it wouldn’t be
long until I would cum. The guy next to me must have been in
the same situation because his legs were starting to shake.
Leslie noticed this as well as she motioned for me to lie
down. You would think that the floor and carpet would be
uncomfortable, but I now understood why it seemed earlier
as if I was sinking as I walked. The soft carpet and abundant
padding underneath made for an almost feathery surface.
Leslie began her administrations on my cock again as soon
as I had settled on my back. A servant immediately brought
me a down pillow for under my head so I could watch this beautiful
woman continue her mission to suck me dry. To my left, the
man with the brunette was just filling her mouth with his
spunk as the auburn haired goddess sucking on mine began
to probe my taint with a solitary fingernail, causing me
to shudder. I felt the familiar feeling of cum building
up to explode as her had pumped me faster and faster until
it happened. My rock hard, pulsating cock poured my hot
milky seed into her eagerly awaiting mouth. She sucked
and sucked my prick until she was certain she got all of it.

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My head was spinning from my orgasm as my eyes opened to behold
what I first thought was a dream, the brunette who had just
milked the guy to my left reached over and grabbed Leslie’s
head, pulled it to hers and kissed her. Leslie reciprocated
with an open mouth, the cum from both he and I mixing in their
mouths as their tongues flickered into each other s mouth,
their hands stroking each other, running over breasts,
finger nails clawing thighs. The man next to me and I looked
at each other in amazement as we watched. “Wow” he mouthed
silently as the show went on. While the brunette was not
near Leslie’s beauty, she was a sight to behold nonetheless.
Short pixie-ish hair, tanned with a boyish ass and with
small A-cup tits that had the biggest nipples I had ever
seen. The areolas brown as a toasted marshmallow with gumdrop
sized hard nipples crowning them. Leslie’s fingertips
flicked against them as the brunette’s fingers caressed
Leslie’s inner thigh. At the sight of this, my cock began
to rise again, as did the other man’s, especially after
the pixie haired girl had Leslie lay on her back and began
to lick along her thigh. Leslie’s eyes closed as Jena, I
got her name afterwards, started to lick on her clit and
finger her now dripping wet pussy. I looked around the room
to see that everyone in attendance was involved in some
sort of carnal act or another. A box of sex toys had been placed
in the center of the room as couples and groups selected
them and put them to their intended use everywhere. Bodies
intertwined in lovemaking, a woman laying there to be covered
in the cum of the pack of men jacking off around her, another
woman with a strap on dick that had to be at least 10 inches
and as big around as a silver dollar fucking another woman
doggie style as she sucked the cocks of 2 guys laying in front
of her. The scenes were surreal.
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I started watching Jena going down on Leslie again. Leslie’s
moans and exclamations echoing the sound of everyone else’s
and Jean expertly licked her slit. Leslie looked up at me
and caught me staring at Jena’s round ass in the air, her
shaved pussy exposed from behind and wet. “Oh baby, don’t
just sit there” Leslie said, “Join in when you feel like
it.” I looked over at the other guy with a questioning look
and he responded with the signal of “go ahead man” and I moved
behind Jena. Jena’s cunnilingus on Leslie stopped briefly
as she moaned when my newly hard cock began tease her labia
from behind. “Fuck me” she breathily whispered and continued
lapping up Leslie’s sweet love juice.
I pushed the head of my cock just inside her, feeling the
hot wetness of Jena’s pussy begin to drip and run onto me
as I entered her fully and began thrusting hard and slow.
I now know why the man didn’t mind me fucking Jena as I looked
up to see him kneeling over Leslie’s face, presenting his
cock to her mouth as Jena buried 2 fingers deep in her pussy.
The man looked up at me and said ”Dude, she loves being fucked
in the ass too”. I pulled my cock, now amply lubricated form
Jena’s juices, out from her pussy and began to circle the
head around her brown hole, my fingers every so often dipping
back into her honey pot for more wet as I used them to start
the penetration in to her anus. Jena’s moans became a muffled
scream of delight as I buried all 7 inches into her ass and
began to gently thrust. Jena began to thrust back as she
enjoyed my motions. My body wanted to cum again right then
and there in Jena, but I wanted to save that load for Leslie,
so I pulled out, much to Jena’s disappointment. In the meantime
Leslie’s body began to shake as an impending orgasm built
up steam for release. Jena doubled the speed of her licks
on Leslie’s clit and then it happened! Leslie screamed
as the sweet seizure gripped her body in its hold, her muscles
rigid, legs locked firmly around Jena’s head as she released.
When it was over, Jena brought her head up, her face covered
in Leslie’s sweetness. I couldn’t help myself; I just had
to taste it as I kissed Jena deeply, and my tongue roaming
all over her lips to have what she just had.
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“Hey there Hun” Leslie said after the man and Jena had left
to find another willing participant, “you having fun yet?”
My reply of “Oh yeah!” was met with, “well, I hope you saved
more of that wonderful cum of yours for me?” My head nodded
in the affirmative, “ I did!” With that, she had me lie down
on my back again as she wiped my still stiff cock off with
a wet towel. “Good, I hoped you would. I wasn’t sure if you
could resist dumping into that little tart’s ass”, she
said with a smile. “I almost didn’t, but I wanted you to have
it all, so that’s why I stopped.” After making sure my rod
was clean of Jena’s bodily products, Leslie stood over
me and slowly lowered her now sopping pussy over my cock,
her womanhood slowly enveloped my manhood. I have never
felt another pussy as soft and perfect as my wife Sam’s,
until now. Her labia parted as the head of my rod began its
entry. Her hands on my stomach as inch after inch of me was
slowly allowed to gain admission to her pussy, it’s top
adorned with a Brazilian stripe in the same auburn as her
hair. My cock now fully buried in Leslie, she began to rock
herself against my pelvis. My hands alternating between
playing with the gorgeous pink nipples that crown her breasts
and reaching down to try and catch the pussy juices now starting
to roll down my balls so I could taste her directly. Watching
her ride me like that, with the frescos above her head, her
hair draped over the mask, I couldn’t believe that I was
doing this! Here I am, happily married, in the middle of
one giant orgy, getting fucked my sister-in-law! But you
know what? I really didn’t care at that point.
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I grabbed her ample hips and rocked her harder against my
body, Her clit now being ground into my crotch as soft gasps
escaped her mouth. Her eyes closed as she focused all her
attention to her pleasure. All I could do was watch as this
living monument to all that is a woman physically, did her
own dance to the time of my thrusts, building up to her climax.
Oh God! It felt so good! It looked so heavenly! The way her
vagina stroked my rigid member as she slid up and down my
pole caused it to throb in ecstasy, blood rushing away from
my brain as I built to my own release. My sight was getting
blurry. I couldn’t focus on anything besides this goddess
that was currently riding my cock for all it was worth, her
breathing began to become faster, heavier her abdominal
muscles started tightening, her head starting to nod as
she doubled her efforts the closer she got to cumming. My
eyes had been partially closed as I enjoyed the sensation
of Leslie impaling herself on my rod. When I began to open
them, the room seemed to take on a kaleidoscope like scene.
I am not sure if it was the champagne or endorphins causing
the effect as I saw, but all over the room people were engaged
in continuous fornication. A redhead anally penetrating
a man with a dildo as she had her pussy licked by the blond
man she was squatting over, a blonde woman enjoying double
penetration from above and below, a chocolate skinned
beauty getting fucked doggie style by a swarthy guy while
she sucked a huge manhood of ebony. The sight of Jena and
her man humping each other against the wall as another man
jerked off to it into the face of another man. The constant
moans of pleasure, the ohs, the ahs, the Oh Gods, the mmms,
permeating the room as if part of the cacophony of a erotic
symphony being played to the background of the existential
music coming from the DJ booth with the occasional exclamatory
declaration that announced another person had been brought
to fulfillment rang through my ears. “Ah! Oh! Oh! Oh God!
Oh God! Oh God” said Leslie as I sensed she was near orgasm.
Her kegels began to contract around the shaft of my manhood
as if to draw all of me deep inside her. Then it happened!
She threw her head back and let out a primal scream that rose
above the din of the surroundings, bouncing off the acoustical
nature of the room as her body stiffened out with only her
hips involuntarily spasming. Wave after wave of pure sweet
orgasm pulsed through her body causing my crotch to become
soaked in the essence of her. I could feel my cock erupt inside
her, pouring, spurting what seemed to be gallons of my life
force deep into her womb as I clenched the carpet, my eyes
rolling back into their sockets as stars exploded in my
dark vision.
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After it was over, she collapsed down onto my chest, her
forehead wet with perspiration from her exertions. The
soft candlelight shadowing her sweet face as the last of
her contractions emptied out my balls in her. “Wow!” she
said, “I don’t know what was happening, but I have never
cum like that before.” “Me either.” said I as we were finally
catching our breaths. The music and sounds of carnal excess
continued in the background as we lay there in each other’s
arms.
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I told Leslie that I had to excuse myself to heed nature’s
call. I had difficulty arising n my now rubbery legs. As
I began the slow walk towards the restroom, Leslie called
out for me to get her a drink on the way back. I didn’t need
to inquire as to what drink she would like. I have made enough
of them for her at our house years, an Appletini, extra dry.
The way to the facilities was paved with naked bodies strewn
about, contorted into various geometric shapes as the
people pursued their sexual quests. Once in the bathroom
I saw women bent over the sinks and bowls with small lines
of two or three men awaiting their turn at slamming their
cocks into the available holes. I finished my business
and proceeded back to the bar and then Leslie. I ordered
the apple flavored concoction for her and a single malt
scotch on the rocks for me, took the glasses from the bartender,
and carefully stepped my way over the bodies of those still
entwined on the floor.
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I returned to where Leslie and I had lain, only to find the
chocolate skinned woman, named Chanel, beginning to lick
the inside of Leslie’s thigh, tracing her tongue up the
left side and down the right. Only leaving the pure white
skin of the leg to softly run her tongue up Leslie’s rapidly
re-swelling labia. Watching this scene unfold after having
so recently spent myself, did little to stir my loins, at
least not yet. I continued my voyeurism as Chanel swept
her mouth from leg to leg, ever inching closer to Leslie’s
sweet pussy that was just now starting to leak out my semen.
Once there, Chanel moved her tongue up one side and around
her clit to go down the other. Her slow, expert manipulation
of Leslie’s honey pot left her moaning in a low voice. Leslie
opened her eyes to see me standing there holding our drinks.
“Mmmm, hey baby” she said “Thanks for getting me the drink.”
I asked her “Would you like me to help you drink it?” “Yes,
please” was her response, “but not how you think I do.” “What
do you mean?” I asked. “Well, I want to suck it off that cock
of yours” was her response. I dipped my now hardening penis
into the martini glass and drenched it in the cool liquid.
I then placed my member next to Leslie’s mouth and she proceeded
to suck off the sweet coating, and made me become stiff again.
The whole this is going on, I am also looking at Chanel as
she is now starting to suck on Leslie’s bud causing her to
stop her administrations to me long enough to let out gasps
of pleasure. Chanel’s tongue now flickering in and out
of Leslie’s pussy, licking my cum out into her own greedy
mouth as Leslie gasped some more. I looked down at Leslie
to watch her beautiful red lips encircle my cock. When I
looked back up, the man with the huge ebony rod was moving
in behind Chanel. I think Chanel said something to the effect
of “Oh God yesssss! Unnnhhhh” as he impaled his giant member
deep inside her from behind. He slammed his cock in and out
as she spread her kneeling legs out a little wider to accommodate
his largeness. His hands holder her hips as he pounded into
her pussy, its wetness betrayed by the sounds of the action.
While all this was happening, a long slender blonde approached
us and said to Leslie “Mmm, hi there Les…I do believe you
owe me from last time.” Leslie looked up at me, my manhood
now out of her mouth. “Honey, this is Greta and I do owe her
something. Do you mind?” she asked with a coy look. “Not
at all.” was my reply. I looked over at Greta and beheld her
beauty, tall, almost six feet, with an all over tan (no lines
at all), a handsome pair of D-cups on her chest, platinum
blonde hair resting on her shoulders, and a completely
shaved pubic area showing off her pierced clit. Greta straddled
herself over Leslie’s face, facing her head and me, and
slowly lowered her pussy down to Leslie’s waiting mouth.
The whole scene completely got my cock hard again and ready
for action. The contrasts of Leslie’s smooth white skin,
Chanel’s chocolate and Greta’s caramel was an aesthetically
pleasing as they each consumed the others pussy, all of
them dripping in cum. I knew I had to find a release for my
new found burst of sexual energy. Man, I have not been ready
this quickly in a long time. I looked across the room, trying
to find someone to satisfy my lust when I saw her, the raven
haired beauty that had earlier been in between the two men,
crossing the room towards me. The saunter looked vaguely
familiar as I watched her. “No! It couldn’t be! She’s in…”
was all I could say to myself as a glimpse of the rose tattoo
just inside her left thigh near her bikini area confirmed
my suspicions.
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“Sam?” I asked. A somewhat evil smile escaped from her face
as I glimpsed her coffee brown eyes through the mask. “Hi
honey. Surprised?” she asked. “Uhhhh, YEAH!” was all I
could stammer out.
“You mean you KNEW Leslie was bringing me here and that…she….I…would…”
“Yes!”
“And you have been…”
“Uh-huh.”
“Who’s on first?” was the only think I could think to say
as my jaw about hit the floor.
“Leslie and I have belonged to this “club” if you will, since
way before we were married and I wasn’t sure if you’d approve
of it, so Leslie and I decided to see if you liked it this way.
If you did, then you and I could come back to the next party.”
“But, your sister…..”
“Oh honey, we share LOTS of things”
I was dumbfounded to say the least, but also the horniest
I have ever been in my life! My wife, whom I love, enjoys this
and wants to share it with me! I stood there with the goofiest
grin on my face.
“Now baby” Sam said, “We need to hurry because the sun will
be up soon”
“Hurry where?”
“Didn’t I mention it? We are the “featured attraction”
tonight. With that said, she took my hand and led me to the
center of the room where a dais had been placed with a Romanesque
Chaise-lounge had been placed and lowered herself on to
her back.
“Come on honey, fuck me only the way you can! Let these folks
see us in action.”
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The crown had started to gather. At first I was nervous,
but then I was turned on, probably like how an actor feels
when he sees he’s performing in front of a packed house.
My wife’s gorgeous tanned legs spread wide in front of me,
wet with both her and the cum of who knows how many men. Her
eyes began seducing me from the mask as I mounted her from
above, my rock hard member sliding easily into her glistening
slit as our eyes locked. My hips began thrusting slowly
into her and out. My mouth moved to suck on the hard caramel-colored
nipples that jutted out from her tits. Her fingernails
scratching paths of fire down my back as the wounds mixed
with my sweat. It was if the world had stopped and it was only
us despite the throng of naked observers around us. Women
grinding on men’s legs, men stroking their shafts as they
watched Sam’s tight ass thrust up to match my movement.
Our motions in the perfect synchronicity of a ballet as
only a couple who have made love many times before can do.
Samantha’s breasts bouncing to the rhythm of my pelvis
delving my cock deep into her. That familiar sensation
began to build up in both of us. It seemed to happen rather
quickly, given all the sex we had had that night. I’m not
sure if it was just the fact we were with each other or knowing
we were giving a performance. The rapid quickening of Sam’s
breathing combined with her kegel muscles grasping my
cock soon had my balls beginning the release of that dilute
pre-cum. Her nails dug deep into my back as the first of many
orgasms raced through her body. The sensation of those
nails and the look on her face as she came soon had my cock
pulsing whatever cum I had remaining into her now loose
wet vagina. My head shot back on my neck as my eyes rolled
back, my arms starting to tremble as they tried to maintain
my weight on them as I emptied myself.
A polite applause greeted us as we finished and everyone
began to get dressed again. The curtains were drawn open
to reveal the first golden rays of daylight beginning to
peak though the darkness.
Sam kissed me deeply as we lay there and said, “I am so happy
that you liked this darling.”
“How could I not?” I replied “I was like a fantasy come true.”
We then got dressed ourselves, got in my car, and drove home
to get some well needed sleep without a word being said or
needing to be. Our hands entwined as our smiles said it all.

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Very well written. I wasn't sure if he was set up until
the very end. Great story, please write more.

9/16/2005

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Where's the club at!

9/16/2005

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I agree with haveanitch. I thought throughout the story
that you were going to get into big trouble, but I was totally
surprised that there are women out there that would do everything
to totally please their man. I wonder if anything happened
after the intital party?

9/16/2005

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I'd be happy to escort Leslie to the next party

9/16/2005

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A great erotic story, well written

9/21/2005

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WOW very nice

1/27/2006