“Warehouse Work” by Bonfils – MMMF

Tanya could hardly concentrate on her work. Her thoughts kept returning to the proposal – the proposal made to her by the men in the warehouse. And every time she thought about it she was more enraged and had to get up from the computer to shake it off. What were they thinking? What the hell were they thinking?

Around 10 a.m. one of her co-workers had told her that the guys in the warehouse wanted a word with her. Tanya had wondered about that – usually she wasn’t in touch with the warehouse at all.

So, leaving her office and crossing the yard to the big warehouse building, she was a little bit curious.

It was a big, chilly room, with cardboard boxes stacked all the way to the ceiling along every wall. And seated around a tiny desk in one corner, the men sat drinking coffee. There were three men working there today, and she just barely knew their names: The young, skinny apprentice was named Johnny, the handsomely built guy in his mid-twenties was named Rick, and sitting at the head of the table was the oldest of the men: The stout and somewhat grumpy looking Sven.

Rick had spoken, and Tanya hadn’t believed her ears. They wanted sex with her – all three of them.

“I know it sounds rude,” Ricky quickly added. “But please let me explain.”

Tanya leaned against the huge metal door, listening. The men looked at her curiously, as if judging whether she could be persuaded. Raising her chin, she looked at them with quiet contempt.

“You can say no and leave,” Rick said. “Actually we’re already out of line here. If you want, you could get us fired.”

It hadn’t occurred to her. She wondered why Rick would even mention it.

“And don’t think we disrespect you,” he went on. “A lot of girls fantasize about sex with several men. And – well, we thought you might be one of them.”

In a flash, Tanya imagined herself lying naked on the table, surrounded by the three men. She imagined their erect cocks, tasting one on her tongue, feeling one in her pussy. The men’s hands caressing her naked body. Herself climaxing on the table, the sound of her screams echoing between the boxes in the storage room.

Confused, Tanya shook her head. Where did she get those ideas, anyway?

“But if you’re not into that kind of stuff,” Rick went on. “We’re very sorry, and of course you’re free to leave. But if you should change your mind the offer still stands.”

Tanya hadn’t thought of anything to say. Silent and confused, she’d left the warehouse and returned to her seat in the main building.

What the hell were those jerks thinking? She was seething with rage, but even so the images of sex with the three men kept returning, distracting her even more. The more she tried blocking them out, the more vivid they got.

Now young Johnny was pumping his strong, powerful cock into her. Then Rick’s big beautiful cock was fucking her. And then the thought of Sven brutally attacking her pussy made her shiver.

Damn! Couldn’t she think of something else? Tanya looked out the window. The sun was shining on the parking lot from an almost cloudless sky. “A lot of girls fantasize about sex with several men,” she thought.

Tanya didn’t usually fantasize much about sex at all. She was single at the moment and why get all hot and bothered about something that wasn’t going to happen? Or was she repressing some desires? Had the men’s rude proposal brought them out into the open?

Whatever. Maybe fantasizing about sex with several men was fun. But she knew one thing about fantasies: Never try to live them out. It was bound to be a disappointment – never as exciting as the fantasy.

(“But if you should change your mind the offer still stands…”)

Tanya got up quickly and went to the restroom. There was something she needed to do…

She locked the door and stood in front of the mirror. She saw her hard nipples poking the fabric of her shirt, and without thinking she gently caressed her breasts with both hands. Oh, that was wonderful. Moaning, Tanya closed her eyes. She kneaded her breasts, pressing them together, massaging them hard. She was getting hotter every second.

Then she unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them off along with her panties. Tanya studied her pussy in the mirror. Her juice made the labia glisten and the curly hairs stick to her skin. Parting her wet pussy lips with two fingers, she exposed her tiny, swollen clit. She caressed it hesitantly and shivered with lust. Then she started masturbating.

Yes, that was wonderful. And now – finally – she allowed herself to think of the men in the warehouse.

One by one she saw them pull out their cocks: Johnny, Rick, Sven. Stiff, throbbing cocks just getting ready to fuck her. Mmm, yeah. Tanya rubbed her pussy, overcome by desire.

In her mind they came towards her. She was lying down and they stood around her, showing off their erect cocks. “Yes,” she whispered. “Fuck me.”

She lay there watching them calmly masturbating. They laughed at her, softly. “What was that?” Rick said.

“Fuck me,” Tanya repeated. “Fuck me, all three of you. Please fuck me.”

But suddenly a distinct voice cut through her fantasy. She thought it sounded like Sven.

“No,” the firm voice said. “Not here. Not here, Tanya. Only in reality.”

Letting go of her pussy, Tanya jumped away from the mirror. She looked around, confused. What was happening here?

Out of breath she sat down on the toilet seat and wiped her dripping wet fingers with a paper towel.

She pulled up her jeans. What the hell was going on here? She couldn’t even masturbate anymore? Apparently, that damn fantasy had taken over completely. Well, okay – only one thing to do then.

Tanya left the restroom, passing the reception on her way out.

“I’m just going over to the warehouse,” she said.

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The huge metal gate of the storage room slammed shut behind Tanya, startling her. The men looked up in surprise and saw her. Again they were sitting at the small table, studying something. A porn magazine? Either way, there was an air of hot lust about the men. They had been waiting. They had been fantasizing about her, too, ever since she’d left.

Their desire made Tanya brave, devil-may-care. She locked the door so that no one could come in and interrupt them. Johnny and Rick stood up. Sven remained seated at the head of the table, staring at her.

No one said a word. No one came over to her. Tanya took a deep breath. She didn’t dare. Yes, she did … she had to … she couldn’t help it. And trembling with excitement she did what she had been dreaming about:

Tanya pulled of her jeans and panties, exposing her dripping wet pussy to them. Leaning against the cold metal gate, she masturbated in front of the men, like she had been masturbating alone. But this turned her on so much more. Madly, she rubbed her tender clit, panting with lust. Then she pressed two fingers inside her pussy and started fucking herself with them.

The men watched her attentively and she heard them grunting approvingly. This turned Tanya on, making her shameless with lust. She spread her shapely legs wide, thrusting her outstretched fingers in and out of her soaking wet pussy.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned loudly in time with her finger-fucking.

She looked at the three men. Cocks were swelling in Johnny’s and Rick’s workpants. Young Johnny stared at her with wide-open eyes, gasping for breath. But Sven just sat there, not moving a muscle – utterly unmoved by Tanya’s sexy performance.

She was about to come. But she felt like waiting a little. Slowly she let her fingers slide all the way out of her pussy. Then she put them to her lips, licking her own hot sex juices. Rick moaned deeply at the sight and she caught his eye, as she teasingly let the tip of her tongue lick her fingertips.

She hadn’t noticed that young Johnny had joined her. He knelt down, sniffing the smell of Tanya’s hot pussy. And suddenly she felt his wet tongue between her legs.

Tanya moaned loudly, as Johnny’s thick tongue poked its way in between her labia. She clenched her pussy muscles around it, but Johnny kept pressing and squeezing his tongue further and further inside her. All the way, letting the tip of his tongue explore the velvet folds of her cunt.

“Ah, ah,” she sang out, her legs trembling beneath her. But his amazingly strong arm grabbed her, holding her pressed against the cold metal door.

Slurping greedily Johny tasted the love juice flowing down his chin, as his twisting tongue slid in and out of her pussy. Tanya felt his hot breath against her abdomen as he panted with excitement.

She was trembling all over from desire. She grabbed the back of Johnny’s neck, pressing his face against her slit. She her Johnny grunting, as his tongue thrust all the way into her red-hot slit. And then she climaxed.

“Aaah!”

She nearly passed out with ecstasy. And just like in her masturbation fantasy Tanya’s screams of orgasm echoed in the storage room. Shamelessly slurping, Johnny drank her juices as her body squirmed in orgasm.

“Oh,” Rick moaned lustily, squeezing his swollen cock through the fabric of his work pants. Without further ado, Sven stood up and started clearing away coffee cups and porno magazines from the small table.

Johnny stood up. He still had to hold on to Tanya, who was completely exhausted. Now Rick joined them. And as Sven gave a sign, the two men lifted her up and carried her to the table.

They placed her on her back on the table and stood around her. Rick unbuttoned his pants, letting his erect cock jump out. It must have been well over eight inches long and stood vibrating in front of Tanya’s face. She gasped at the sight.

Panting, Johnny, too, fumbled with his work pants, finally getting his cock out. It was long and rather thin, but already hard as a rock. The foreskin was rolled tightly behind the huge bluish helmet, swelling madly before her eyes.

At the head of the table, Sven sat smiling fiendishly.

Without a word Rick grabbed his cock, slamming it repeatedly against Tanya’s red lips. She immediately opened her mouth, letting the stiff, hot cock slide in. She sucked it gently, and Rick gave a loud gasp.

Johnny stood between her legs and parted her pussy lips with two fingers, making Tanya squirm with pleasure. She was about to talk to him, beg him to fuck. But at that moment, with great force, Rick pressed his cock deep into her throat.

Tanya choked and swallowed, as Rick brutally started thrusting in and out of her mouth. She could tell that Sven was enjoying the sight.

Young Johnny was getting hot, too. He let go of her pussy with one hand and instead slid his long cock into her. Tanya pulled her mouth away from Rick’s cock. She just had to cry out with lust, as Johnny thrust deep into her: “Oh yes. Oh yes.”

Johnny’s cock got wet and slippery from her hot juices, and rhythmically he started pumping in and out of her cunt.

Grunting impatiently, Rick grabbed the back of her head. The only thing on his mind was his own cock and how to use Tanya’s soft, wet lips to satisfy his desires.

Obediently, she licked the stiff, trembling member, the tip of her tongue playing teasingly around the helmet, tasting the clear liquid starting to flow from the tip. Then, finally, she took it into her mouth, rhythmically sucking his swelling cock. Rick gave a deep moan of excitement.

Johnny fucked her in a steady rhythm, getting ever more aggressive. His long, rock hard cock thrust into her tender pussy, over and over. Tanya spread her legs for him, twisting with pleasure. Servicing two men at once turned her on. To be available – their sex toy. It turned her on like nothing she’d ever known. And Sven watched it all unperturbed: Watched them fucking her, savoring the sight of her helpless lust.

Johnny’s cock swelled madly in her pussy. “Ohhh,” he yelled. And suddenly he froze between her legs – and his cock started ejaculating. Climaxing, Johnny yelled out loud, as Tanya felt his member spitting hard jets of hot sperm way up into her pussy.

Rick pulled his cock out of her mouth and nearly pushed Johnny out if the way to get at her pussy. He was almost drooling with lust, as he placed his swelling cock at the mouth of her pussy. But with intense concentration, he inched his hips ever so slightly forward, letting only the exposed head of his cock slip inside her – and then he held it still.

Gasping, Rick let his bulging helmet feel the burning heat of Tanya’s pussy. Then he bent over her.

“Do you want it?” he snarled. “Do you want my cock?”

“Mmm, yeah,” Tanya begged. “Give me your wonderful cock. Fuck me.”

Sven grunted with satisfaction. He enjoyed watching Tanya humiliated by her own lust.

“What do you want?” Rick barked. “What? What?”

She saw Sven unbuttoning his workpants. And she shivered at the sight: His cock was enormous – a monstrous, thick member, blue veins swelling beneath its rough skin.

“Say it,” Rick whispered to her. “Say it again.”

“Oh fuck me,” Tanya sobbed. “Fuck me with your big cock.”

Sven held his giant cock in one hand. And slowly he began jerking off.

“I’ll fuck you hard,” Rick hissed. “I’m gonna give you my cock till you scream.”

And with one wild stroke he rammed his hard cock into her. All the way, making her gasp out loud. Again and again it thrust into her, as Rick sweated with the strain.

The clear fluid slowly flowed from Sven’s cock as he stood next to Tanya’s face.

“No,” she whispered out of breath.

“Suck his cock,” Johnny ordered. This young man already had a hard-on again.

“No,” Tanya gasped, “I can’t…”

And she came again. The orgasm gushed through her body, even more violent than before. For a moment she thought she was going to pass out.

But their mad lust had made the men merciless. Sven just laughed satanically at her helplessness, showing off his erection to her. Rick’s hard cock pounded her cunt relentlessly. And Johnny commanded, as if nothing had happened.

“Do it! Suck his cock, you filthy little whore!”

And reluctantly, Tanya opened her mouth to the huge, bluish-red head of Sven’s cock. Sven slowly let his hard cock slide over her wet tongue, letting her taste his hot lust.

“Ohhh,” he groaned – a deep animal noise, making Tanya even hotter. She immediately started sucking his fat cock, making loud, smacking sounds.

Tirelessly, Rick was pumping her pussy, his rock hard cock tightening to the limit with each thrust into her warm, slippery crevice.

Johnny stood beside the table, masturbating at the sight.

“Well,” he hissed, “You’re getting fucked? Are you?”

Sven’s huge cock swelled in Tanya’s wet mouth. The helmet was bulging, his semen boiling in his bursting balls. Then he pulled his cock out of her mouth, dripping with saliva, and held it in his hand.

“Ohhh,” he moaned in his deep voice. “Let me fuck her.”

Rick thrust one more time into Tanya’s pussy – hard and deep, making her shriek. Sven smiled wickedly and slowly Rick slid his cock out of her. Sven then turned her onto her belly and stood behind her ass. His cock pointed straight up, trembling with lust.

Rick and Johnny stood around the table, expectantly massaging their cocks.

“Now fuck her,” Rick said.

“Let the bitch have your fat prick,” Johnny panted.

Grunting, Sven slid a thick finger up into Tanya’s cunt. She felt so hot and wet, she thought she was going to come again.

“Make her beg for it,” Johnny said.

Sven’s finger slipped in and out of her dripping wet pussy, making her squirm and sob with lust.

“Is it Sven you want?” Rick whispered into her ear.

“Mmm,” Tanya whimpered.

“Say it,” Johnny ordered.

“Tell him to fuck you,” Rick whispered.

Sven laughed fiendishly. With one hand he stroked his monstrous cock. With the other he was finger-fucking Tanya, slowly and thoroughly, her round ass rotating before him.

“Fuck me,” she whispered. “Please fuck me.”

“Say the word,” Johnny yelled.

Sven’s treatment made Tanya gasp. No. Now. Now she was about to come again. He closed her eyes in unbearable lust.

“You know how,” Rick said teasingly. “And you won’t have his cock, until you say it.”

Tanya whimpered. Then she took a deep breathing and yelled into the storage room:

“Fuck me, Sven! Give me your fat cock! Is that what you want to hear? Fuck me, goddamnit! Sven, fuck me with that giant cock of yours!”

Sven grabbed hold of her hair, pulling it hard. Then he let out a yell, pressing his huge cock up into her pussy from behind.

“Yeah, yeah,” he grunted. But she didn’t have even half the huge cock inside her yet.

“All the way up,” Johnny grunted. “Fuck her.” He and Rick were masturbating like mad.

“No. Stop,” Tanya gasped.

Sven thrust as hard as he could. His giant member pressed into her stretching pussy, making her sob.

“Well,” Rick whispered viciously. “That’s what I call a cock, isn’t it?”

And with one last, brutal thrust Sven buried his cock in Tanya’s aching pussy.

“Oooh,” she whimpered.

“Fuck her,” Johnny gasped.

And Sven started fucking. The huge cock was wet and slippery from her juices, and Sven slowly slid it in and out of her. Oh, that was wonderful. It filled the entire width of her pussy, and with each stroke she felt its hardness. Felt every fold, every vein on the rugged, stone hard cock. The entire tender inside of her pussy was caressed, massaged and teased by Sven’s incredible sex tool.

“Mmm, delicious cunt,” he snarled.

Eyes glazed, Tanya looked up at Rick and Johnny. Panting and sweating they watched her getting fucked. And before her eyes they stroked their rock hard cocks.

“Ohhh, I’m gonna shoot off,” Sven murmured.

And quickly he pulled his cock out of her. Johnny and Rick turned her onto her back, and the three of them stood around the table, masturbating.

“Come on,” she gasped. “Let me have your delicious sperm.”

Here Tanya lay. On the tiny wooden table, a few yards away from her workplace, while three lusty men stood around her jerking off.

God, she was hot. Her fingers found her soaking wet pussy and her swollen, aching clit and she began to masturbate.

“Yeah, play with your pussy,” Johnny whispered.

And at that moment Tanya climaxed for the third time. Already utterly exhausted she just lay there, letting the waves of lust wash over her, emitting low wailing sounds.

The men, too, sensed her orgasm, and that set off their own ejaculations.

Rick was the first one to come.

“Ahhh,” he shouted angrily, long jets of sperm shooting from the tip of his cock, splashing hot across her cheeks. He spurted again and again, and the sight of his ejaculation set Johnny off, too.

Johnny let go of his cock, and Tanya watched it jerk madly, as he came.

“Yes,” he shouted, as the first spurt of his lustful cream flew through the air. His cock was pumping wildly, jet after jet of boiling hot semen hitting Tanya’s burning face and breasts.

She thought he’d never stop, but finally his ejaculation subsided, and he squeezed the last sluggish drops of sperm onto her skin.

Sven was in control to the end. Grunting he masturbated his giant, swollen member, watching his to workmates spraying Tanya with their semen.

“Now you get my load,” he snarled.

“Spray me,” she whispered. “Do it.”

“Ohhh,” Sven yelled, letting go of his load.

It was incredible. The huge cock spurted like a fountain. Two foot long jets of thick, warm sperm shot over Tanya’s naked body. Opening her mouth, she tasted his strong, salty drops on her tongue.

Slowly the three men settled down, pulling away from her. Tanya lay on the table, her breasts and her face covered in their sperm. She shivered, eyes closed, savoring the feeling of being bathed in their semen.

They brought her a clean, white towel, and slowly she wiped off the semen and got dressed.

The men poured coffee. Tanya had a cup, too. Now they were completely calm, relaxed. The animal savagery from a few moments ago had disappeared. Even Sven seemed like a nice, normal guy.

“Thanks,” she finally said.

“Well, you’re welcome, ” Rick laughed.

“You were fucking great,” Johnny exclaimed.

“So were you,” she whispered.

They sipped their hot coffee in silence for a while.

“Well,” Rick said. ” I guess you have to get back to work.

“Yeah,” Tanya laughed and got up. “I think I’d better.”

“Very well, Sven said. “But if you should change your mind the offer still stands.”

Tanya was silent for a moment. Then she laughed out loud. And the men laughed along with her.

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“Andee’s Hotel Adventure” by Andee – MMMF

It wasn’t every day that Andee had the chance to travel for work, but this time was exciting. She had been selected to attend a training session in Denver for a week and she was determined to make the most of the experience.

After checking into the hotel, she headed down to the lounge to get something to eat. It was a pretty quiet place, with only a handful of guests sitting at the various tables. Andee found an empty stool near the end of the bar and made small talk with the bartender. He seemed to be genuinely happy that she had sat there, as it gave him someone to chat with as he polished glasses and poured the occasional draft beer.

Andee asked if she could change the channel on the TV behind the bar, and the bartender obliged by handing her the remote. She scanned through some channels before settling on a medical documentary that was showing surgeries. Shortly afterwards, she heard a collective groan from behind her. She turned around to see a table of four guys all laughing.

“Come on, we’re trying to have a drink here,” said one of them. “Not watch some dude have his eye carved out.”

Andee smiled and apologized, saying she was just trying to find something other than sports.

“Well, why don’t you come over and join us … conversation has to be better than watching that gross stuff.”

Andee looked at the bartender, who gave her a knowing nod as if to suggest the guys were decent enough to join. He mouthed “I’ll watch out for you” and gave a little wink.

She got up and joined the four men, who she learned were in Denver for a sales conference. Steve, the one who spoke first, was in his mid-40s, married (she noticed his ring) and had a well-kept goatee. Dan, also in his 40s, looked like he was into fitness – not a bodybuilder, but his tight-fitting t-shirt revealed he was in shape; Connor was younger, probably in his late 20s, Andee suspected; while Tony was older, also married and rather quiet. Andee figured he was probably the “fatherly” one of out the group; whose job was to keep them on the straight and narrow during these conferences.

Andee told the guys about her trip to Denver and her plans for the week. As it turned out, the four were only in town for a couple days, but offered to treat her to dinner if she needed some company.

As the drinks kept coming, and tongues loosened up a bit, the conversation became a bit more relaxed. The young member of the group, Connor, had only been with their company for a year and was attending his first sales conference. Dan was recently divorced – leaving Steve, the obvious social convener to say that meant two of the group were “single and available.”

“What about you Andee … obviously, you are married because I saw the rings on your finger?” Steve asked.

“I am … 18 years now. And still loving it.”

“Really?” Dan interjected. “What is the secret to that?”

Andee wasn’t certain if his question was rhetorical or if he was being sincere. So, without committing too much information, she simply replied “A good sense of adventure and lots of communication.”

The five of them continued to chat about life, relationships and general nonsense until the bartender came over and announced last call. Tony looked at his watch and said it was a good time for him to head back to his room, despite his friends encouraging him to join them in one of their rooms for a few more drinks. He politely said goodnight and left.

“How about you Andee, why don’t you come up for another drink … we promise we’ll all behave like proper gentlemen,” Steve said.

Andee thought about it for a moment – as the guys all half-heartedly begged – and said she would join them but needed to slip up to her room for a minute. Steve told her what room they were in, and Andee headed back to hers.

She whipped through a quick “freshen up” process and dug through her suitcase to find the lace panties and matching bra she had packed to wear under her business suit; something a little sexier than the comfortable “travel” pair she was wearing. Knowing her husband would anticipate some sort of intriguing stories when she returned home, she had packed accordingly. She quickly slipped them on and wiggled back into her jeans. She swapped her casual sweater for something that buttoned up in front and left an extra button undone – just as a little teaser.

Quickly checking herself in the mirror, she grabbed her room key and headed for the guys’ room.

When she got there and made her way in, Steve offered her a drink and Andee looked for a spot to sit down.

“You know what they say about hotel bedspreads,” Andee said as she lifted the bottom corner of the one on the bed. It was a rhetorical question, but she found herself explaining about how they are the one item on the bed that doesn’t get washed as frequently. “And in hotels like this one, who know what people have been doing!”

The guys laughed. “Like what?”

Andee told them about some of the things she had heard about what goes on, and what gets on, in a hotel room. Each of them took turns trying hard to gross the others out; and gradually the conversation became very sexually-oriented.

“Guys, I think maybe it’s time for me to go. I don’t think I want to be the cause of any divorces,” Andee said just before swallowing the last ounce of beer in the bottle.

“Don’t go yet, we’re just having some fun. Besides, only Steve has to worry … Connor and I aren’t married. Which reminds me, you told us downstairs that one of the secrets to your marriage was ‘adventure’ but you never explained what that involved,” Dan asked as he sat down on the bed across from where Andee was sitting.

The silence wasn’t so much as “awkward” as it was “dramatic.” For most of the night Dan had come across as a little standoffish and cocky, but this time he was almost boyish. Andee gave him a slight curled smile and began to talk about how 10 years ago she made a conscious decision with her husband to explore what life had to offer and shed a whole array of hung-ups. She shared stories about going to lifestyle clubs and the time she turned her bi-curious thoughts into confirmed bisexual lusts.

The guys sat in blissful silence as she teased them with just enough information to peak their interest, but not reveal too much in the details. After holding their attention for several minutes with these stories, she then confessed what she described as, perhaps, her biggest “secret” – the fact that she was also living a naughty online life through an adult website.

Andee described how she and her husband had launched the website, explaining how it has added to the spark in the relationship, and introduced her to a whole new world of sexuality and experimenting. As she talked, Dan typed in the website address and opened up the homepage. The guys crowded around his laptop as the glanced through some of the stuff on the free side, commenting on how sexy she looked in this outfit and what kind of look they liked.

She asked for the computer for a moment, adding a “trust me” in her request, and then typed in her password to access the members’ side of things.

“If you liked the preview, you’ll really enjoy those,” she said with a hint of confidence in her voice.

She sat back on the bed and watched the reactions of the guys as they scrolled through some of the more revealing photos. She smiled as they commented, analyzed and sputtered as they surfed through.

“Wow, that is fucking hot,” Steve finally said. “I can’t even picture my wife letting me take pictures of her in her swimsuit, never mind something like that.” Andee noticed the bulge in his pants as he got up to make another drink. He gestured for her glass, so she walked over to the makeshift bar they had created on the dresser.

“Have you ever given a private show?” Cooper asked. He had been very quiet up until this point, but finally joined in the conversation.

“Like webcamming?” Andee replied.

“No … uh … I don’t want to sound crude, but like … you know … in person?” Andee smiled at Cooper’s youthful embarrassment and glanced at both Dan and Steve. All three guys were staring intently, waiting for an answer.

“Actually, no, I have never been naked in front of people that weren’t expecting to see me naked.”

“Want to be?” Andee was shocked at the question coming from Steve – the guy who supposedly was the one with the obligations back home.

“I bet you would like that,” she shot back and took a long sip from her drink while keeping her eyes firmly fixed on him.

“I know I sure as hell would,” injected Connor, who had obviously come out of his shell after a couple beers.

“Seriously, how hot would that be for your little website hobby? Imagine doing a photo shoot in a hotel room while some guys enjoy the private show in person. I bet that would really drive some traffic … and sales,” Steve added. “And we are in the business of sales.”

Andee couldn’t believe what she was hearing. At first it sounded just like some naughty banter, but now the guys were busy concocting a whole plan around how to set things up. She started to wonder how she might get out of this one when a really naughty idea crossed her mind.

“Well, here’s the problem, guys: I really appreciate all the advice and the suggestions, but you know, back home when I do my photo sessions, my photographer gets naked too. It helps me feel a little less … exposed.”

She thought that might be just enough to convince them the “joke” had reached its end … until Steve pulled off his shirt and unbuckled his pants. Dropping them to the floor and kicking them into a pile in the corner, he looked rather silly standing there naked except for his socks. Andee couldn’t help but laugh … and stare at his rather nice-sized manhood.

Before she could even comment, Connor was peeling off his clothes too. As he dropped his underwear past his ankles, Dan jumped off the bed and rooted through his suitcase. He pulled out his small digital camera and held it up for Andee to see.

“Looks like we’re ready,” he said and then stripped naked.

In a matter of minutes, Andee found herself as the only one still dressed … surprised and mildly turned on by the idea.

“Wow, you guys are serious,” she said. Thinking for a moment – and taking a good long look at the three naked men – she conceded: “Ok … despite my better judgment … and how I will ever explain this at home … I will agree to one photo set. But all of you need to follow my rules for this … agreed?”

Andee explained that she would pose for them, and they could take the photos, but had to remain on the bed as she did. Naturally, the three guys smiled and nodded in agreement. She was pretty confident in how she would look naked anyway. At 38, she was still in great shape, and always received a lot of compliments on how her legs looked.

She started to go through the routine of slowly unbuttoning her shirt as Dan snapped away on his camera. As she removed her clothes, she had him pass the camera to Steve and asked him to change spots so that the photos would have different angles. After a few minutes of this, she had him sit back down on the bed and hand the camera to Connor. Standing in front of the youngest guy, she reached behind her back and undid the clasp on her bra, slowly revealing her wonderful 36B breasts just inches from his face.

Andee was now down to just her panties. She told Connor how she wanted him to sit at the end of the bed and capture the angles as she removed her panties. He eagerly did as he was told and snapped away furiously. In her mind, Andee was enjoying the experience … her body, on the other hand was completely giving her away. As she pulled her panties off, they were almost dripping with her wetness.

She let Connor take a few photos of her laid out on the bed in playful poses.

“Ok, now I want all three of you to sit on that bed, facing me,” she instructed. As they did, Andee began to turn up the sexual heat. She started to play with her very wet pussy, masturbating and rubbing her clit. She was incredibly turned on.

As she sat in front of the guys, she could see that each of them was sporting hard-ons. She looked at Dan first and asked him to stroke himself. She watched intently as he wrapped his hand around his cock and began to stroke himself. After a minute, she told Steve to do the same. She took the camera from Connor’s hand and directed him to also stroke himself. Andee took a photo of the three men, claiming she wanted a little memory of her own; then took close-ups of each guy.

“Ok, there you go … one photo set all done,” she said, tossing the camera onto the bed. “Time for me to get dressed.”

She laughed as the guys all howled in protest.

“Sorry guys, but I’m too turned on to just sit and have a couple drinks. I need to get back to my room and finish what I started,” she teased.

“Oh my god, there is no way you can just stop,” Steve exclaimed. “You said you wanted it to be ‘just like at home.’ Do you leave your other photographer all worked up? Look at us!”

She smiled and took the few steps over to where Steve was sitting. Placing one hand on his thigh, just inches away from his cock, she leaned in close to his face and looked him in the eyes and then down to his lap.

“Yes, look at you,” she purred in Steve’s ear as she used her other hand to stroke him back to hardness.

Andee then turned and walked over to where they had left the desk chair and pulled it to a spot just between the two beds, and turned to the guys. Their eyes were fixated on her naked body, each of them still visibly erect. She picked up the camera and handed it back to Dan and then stepped in front of Connor. She reached down and wrapped her right hand around his cock and gestured for him to follow her to the chair. She had him sit down, and then she knelt in front of him.

“Make sure you get lots of shots,” she said, turning towards Dan. Andee then placed her hands on Connor’s thighs and licked his hard dick before taking him into her mouth.

At first she slid her tongue just around the tip as she inched her mouth further along. She loved how incredibly hard and strong his cock felt in her mouth, and already hot. Andee proceeded to work on him, picking up the pace as she got more and more into the blowjob. She was incredibly turned on by the thought of having this new man in her mouth – the first time in a very long time that she had sucked on someone other than her husband. The thought of it, and the increasing wetness of her own pussy, made her work even harder.

She could sense he was getting close, and not wanting it to end just yet, she stopped her oral assault on his cock. Connor groaned in slight dismay but seemed willing to play along as she whispered “soon lover, soon” into his ear.

Andee then told Steve to sit in the chair and repeated the act, bringing him to the brink of orgasm but not all the way.

Finally, she turned to Dan, who had been photographing the whole thing. He eagerly swapped spots with Steve.

Andee first had Dan take some POV photos as she sucked on his cock, putting on her best oral performance for extra effect. Every now and then she would look deeply into the camera, which obviously her new photographer liked as she would feel his erection between her lips pulse.

“It’s all in the eyes,” she said, pulling herself away from his cock momentarily.

“I liked it better when it was all in your mouth,” Dan shot back as he adjusted himself in the chair.

His erection was pointing straight up at the ceiling. Andee took the camera from his hand, aimed it at his lap and snapped off a few photos before wrapping her left hand around it and getting a close up … “Gotta get the wedding rings in there,” she cooed. “My husband will definitely enjoy that.”

Andee then straddled Dan’s lap, his large erection sliding between her wet pussy lips but not inside her just yet. She proceeded to give Dan a bit of a grinding lap dance, blending her saliva with her wetness.

“Get a few from behind,” she asked Steve as she handed him the camera. She firmly held Dan’s cock in her hand as she continued to torment the man underneath her. She lifted her breast to his mouth and moaned as he sucked on her nipple.

“When was the last time you had that inside a woman,” she asked Dan, remembering his sarcastic claims about divorce and relationships. “…feels like it has been a while.”

Dan could only grunt in reply as Andee kissed him deeply. They continued with their French kiss, each other’s tongues aggressively searching the other’s mouth. Andee stroked the rock hard cock between her legs for a few seconds and then placed the head against her dripping pussy. With one hot thrust, she slid all the way onto Dan and ground herself against his pelvis.

“Holy fucking moly,” Steve mumbled from behind them as he clicked away.

Andee flexed her hips as she rode Dan’s cock, pushing down hard against him each time. She was practically purring with sexual delight. She could feel the head of his large dick pressing against her cervix as she did. “Gawd that’s so deep,” she said, adding the occasional “fuck” and “you’re so hard” to the moment. She rode her divorced friend for a few minutes, enjoying the incredible feeling of having a new cock buried in her cunt. For her, it had been years since she enjoyed having someone other than her husband between her legs.

Sensing Dan was about to cum; feeling his cock grow just a bit harder like men do just before they reach the point of no return, Andee pulled herself off of him and climbed onto the bed. She grabbed Steve around his hips, pulling his cock towards her mouth. She went to work with her mouth on her new friend as Connor scrambled onto the bed beside her. Lying on his back, his young dick was pointing straight up like a flag pole.

Andee let Steve slide out of her mouth and she turned her attention to Connor. As she sucked on him, she felt Dan’s fingers ease into her wet cunt. She moaned her approval and he picked up the pace of slipping in and out of her.

After a few minutes of this, Andee could sense things were heating up to an incredible climax. She moved so that she was straddling Connor as he lay on his back and she could still suck on Steve. For a moment she was totally lost in the sexual high of having the two men … until a new sensation came from behind her. Andee growled loudly as she felt the last of her new lovers push the head of his hard cock into her anus. She had to stop sucking on Steve’s dick to catch her breath and try to relax her muscles so Dan could slide all the way into her from behind. She was now completely stuffed with cock.

For her, it was hard to focus on what felt best. This was truly one of her ultimate fantasies come true. Andee threw herself into the moment, sucking and fucking for all she was worth, pausing every now and then to moan and catch her breath. If anyone was in the room next door, there would be no doubt about the sexual antics going on.

Andee could feel the cock in her ass grow very rigid as she heard Dan saying over and over “Fuck that’s tight …” Then with one deep push she could feel his orgasm pulsing in her ass. She took her mouth off Steve’s massive cock for just a moment while she encouraged Dan to cum deep inside her.

“That’s it baby, fill my ass … fill me up,” she purred as she pushed back hard against his throbbing dick.

The sensation proved to be too much for the young member of the group and suddenly Connor was filling her pussy with his own cum.

She kept stroking the dick that was just inches from her face, leaning her forehead on Steve’s thigh as she let the two cocks buried in her throb and twitch with pleasure. Her lower half was on fire from the fucking, but she was still hungry for even more.

Andee rolled off Connor’s used cock and pulled Steve towards her. Lying on her back, she spread her legs while so he could slide his erection into her.

“Would you fuck your wife with sloppy seconds,” she growled, directing him to the cum-soaked opening of her pussy. Steve placed his hands on either side of Andee’s head, facing her as she rubbed the head of his cock along her swollen cunt.

“I’d fuck her so hard she’d taste it in the back of her mouth,” he shot back, ramming his full length into her. Andee let out a load groan as Steve’s swollen dick slammed deep into her.

Reaching down between her legs, she rubbed the little spot just to the side of her clit; the one that would quickly make her cum. She matched Steve’s thrusts faster and faster as she felt the sensation rising within her. Then, as her lover continued his delightful pounding of her pussy, Andee arched her back and let out a grunt as she quivered through her own orgasm.

She hardly noticed the sound of the camera clicking away, as Dan had resumed his responsibility of cameraman for the evening.

Then, just as she was starting to go through the notion of what these souvenirs would mean back at home, she was drawn back to the sensation of the steel hard cock driving in and out of her pussy. Steve was nearing his point of no return. Andee pushed her hips up off the mattress to match her partner’s movement and squeezed her muscles as tight as she could around his erection. Steve let go with a loud grunt as he unleashed his cum deep into her.

After a minute of pumping in and out, he flopped down on top of Andee in exhaustion, taking a moment before he rolled off her.

“Now that was tasty,” Andee whispered into Steve’s ear, reminding him of what he said just minutes before.

Lying there in a big, sweaty pile, the foursome each tried to catch their breath.

“And that, guys … is why you always pull the comforter off the hotel bed,” Andee said, giggling with a blend of sexual exhaustion and satisfaction.

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Some of the stories in my collection were written in the past century and others in the past month. It is the case of this naughty story. A couple of weeks ago I was browsing my Twitter timeline and came across a tweet with a link to a sexy story. It was authored by Andee, who had just published this wonderful naughty tale in her Literotica home page. I fall in love with it and I had to try and publish it here. Thus, I sent her an invitation via Twitter to post her story in my blog and she readily accepted… well… what can I say… I am a lucky guy.  🙂

If you have liked her story, show Andee your love leaving a comment, following her on Twitter or reading and voting the rest of the stories she has published in her Literotica home page.

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Photo: “Hotel California” by Kevin Dooley published under a creative commons license.

“Charity Auction” by Lingus – MMMFFF

“Going once! Going twice! Sold to Allen for twelve hundred dollars!” the auctioneer shouted.

“Congratulations Vicki. You have just set a new record for this auction. Including the sale of your clothes you have just raised fourteen hundred and seventy-five dollars for the charities supported by the Glen Creek Club.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, that concludes this month’s sale. Remember that next month we will add something new to our sale.

In addition to four wives who will offer their services for auction, we will be making available the services of one of the husbands. This is a first and we know that many of you women will want to take advantage of this opportunity.

Men, this will be a great chance to buy something very special for your wife; for her birthday or your anniversary. If there is enough interest we plan to make this a regular part of our monthly sale.

In a few minutes we will have the drawing to see who the gals and guy are that will be offered for sale next month.”

The auctioneer’s comments appeared to make Vicki Holman, a redhead, turn an additional shade or two red. Since she was standing nude at the front of the room the entire audience could see that her blushing affected her entire body.

She had been completely nude since John had removed her panties about 10 minutes earlier, after paying one hundred dollars for the privilege. Just before that Don had paid seventy-five dollars for the privilege of removing her bra and Dave had paid fifty to remove her garter belt and stockings. Earlier Don had also paid fifty dollars to remove her dress.

Besides blushing I could also see that Vicki was getting very turned on. Her pussy lips had become very swollen. (I know those pussy lips well. I’m Bill Holman, Vicki’s husband.) They would normally have shown easily through the light red thatch that surrounded them but earlier today we had shaved her.

I told her that I thought that men might pay a few extra bucks for the right to play with a shaved pussy. Our neighbor Janet had mentioned that no woman had ever been shaved before for one of these auctions.

As Vicki stepped off the podium Don handed her dress back and she promptly slipped it on. Her other garments would be kept by the highest bidders. At least she wouldn’t be arrested on our way home.

As she was buttoning her dress I walked up to her and gave her a big hug and kiss. “Congratulations, sweetheart. I knew you would be a big hit. I’m very proud of you and I’ll bet I’m almost as turned on right now as you are.”

“Oh, Bill, I’m sure glad that’s over. I was so nervous. I was sure that no one would bid on me. That would have been so embarrassing! But you’re right. I’m very turned on right now. Does it show?”

“Yes sweetheart it does.”

“It wouldn’t have been so bad if John hadn’t felt me up when he took off my panties. The rat! He should pay extra for that,” Vicki said in mocking disgust. “It’s just as well that I don’t have any panties to wear. I’m so wet right now that I’d just soak them anyhow. I’ll probably get a bad wet spot on my skirt though.”

Just then Allen Spencer, the winning bidder, walked up. “Vicki, I’ll call you tomorrow to set up our date if that’s OK?”

“That’s fine Allen. We’ll be home all day,” Vicki replied.

Our conversation with Allen was interrupted by the auctioneer. “First of all, ladies and gents, the board and I are delighted to announce that thanks to Helen Spencer, Bonnie Wilson, Jan Grimes and Vicki Holman we have raised five thousand one hundred and ten dollars tonight. Also we want you all to know that Janet Quentin, Holly Barnes, Barb Dahlquist, Bec Thomas and Henry Johnson will be sold next month.”

I was pleased to see Bec’s name on the list. I didn’t know her well but thought that she was one of the cutest women in the club. “I’ll have to save my pennies so I can win that bid,” I thought to myself.

**

I guess I should explain what this Glen Creek Club sale is all about. It got started quite innocently just two years ago when several of the women in our Glen Creek Subdivision got together and formed a social club.

They had talked about a more typical garden club but many of them weren’t interested in gardening. They found a broader common interest in doing various kinds of charity work.

Taking an idea from a youth group that some of their kids were in, they planned a “slave auction” as their first fundraiser. The women made themselves available to the highest bidder to do various household chores such as closet cleaning, washing windows, baby sitting, etc.

They had set a goal of two thousand dollars for their first sale figuring that with thirty women they would need to get an average of just over sixty-five dollars each for their services.

Unfortunately due to some absences and poor publicity they had only raised fifteen hundred dollars when the sale was over. The auctioneer mentioned the shortfall and suggested that if any of the buyers wanted their slaves to do extra things for them they could work it out between them and pay something extra for it.

Dale Eagan, a widower living in Glen Creek, had taken advantage of the sale to buy the services of Bonnie Wilson to do a good housecleaning.

Everyone thinks that Dale bought Bonnie knowing of her reputation as a flirt and a bit of a showoff. There had been many times when Bonnie appeared around the neighborhood in outfits that displayed more of Bonnie’s robust body than they concealed.

The day that Bonnie was to do her work was particularly warm so she was dressed in a halter top and rather short shorts. No one knows for sure how things got out of hand, but Bonnie’s story is that after Dale had watched her work for a while he offered to help make up the club’s shortfall if she would do her work topless.

Bonnie went along with this request and later agreed to work completely nude when he offered another hundred.

Bonnie’s nudity caused them both to lose any remaining control and before the day was over Bonnie gave Dale a blowjob and then let him fuck her in return for his paying the entire difference.

Dale was so satisfied with the deal that he even paid a hundred extra. He also readily agreed to keep the entire matter a secret.

Bonnie was very pleased with her fundraising prowess and even bragged about it to her husband Jerry when she got home. Bonnie hadn’t thought about how she might explain this windfall and when Jerry pressed her for an answer she confessed.

This could have led to a major problem for them but the speculation was that Jerry had a guilty conscience because he had been banging his cute new secretary. Anyhow the issue soon blew over in the Wilson household.

Bonnie had also not thought of how she would explain to her clubmates how she got this extra money from Dale. Finally she decided to fess up to Janet Quentin who was her next door neighbor and best friend.

There had been rumors in the neighborhood for years that Janet liked to give special tips to the newspaper boy, the pizza delivery man, the mail man and any other male who happened to come to the Quentin’s door.

Janet received the news with great interest and soon had passed it along to the club officers. They thought about it for awhile and then called a special meeting.

“Ladies, I have some interesting news,” Denise Longwood, the club president began. “First of all I am happy to report that we have reached and even exceeded our goal.” After a buzz of excitement about that and some questions of how this had happened, Denise continued, “and I must also tell you that as we’ve all heard before, sex sells.” A hush fell over the room.

“What do you mean by that?” Sue Johnson asked. “Surely no one did anything like that!”

“I’m afraid they did,” Janet butted in. “Bonnie would you tell everyone what happened.”

Bonnie had not come prepared to have the juicy details of her romp with Dale discussed in such a public way but now she had no choice.

“Well, Dale Eagan paid me extra to do certain special things for him,” she finally said after stumbling about trying to figure out how to tell her story.

“Oh thank god,” Sue muttered. “I was afraid it involved Henry.” Henry, her husband, had purchased the services of Janet. She was already suspicious about the two of them and this news had only increased her concern.

“No, Sue. It wasn’t Henry … but not because he didn’t try. He made a pass at me but I wouldn’t think of doing something like that,” Janet replied self-righteously.

“Well,” Sue retorted, “Joe made a pass at me too but I didn’t take him seriously.” She was referring to Denise’s husband.

A very frank discussion ensued and everyone soon realized that most of them had received suggestions about “other services” that their buyers wanted. Some of them such as Jerry, Bonnie’s husband, had been pretty direct about it but none of the other women admitted to having acted on the requests. On the other hand none of them seemed to have been particularly distressed about having been asked.

“Ladies, the only conclusion that I can come to is what I said before. Sex sells,” president Denise repeated. “I want to thank Bonnie for having broken the ice on this matter. I think it’s pretty clear how we can really make some money.”

After an hour of sometimes heated discussion, the club agreed to change the nature of the “slave sale.”Another sale was scheduled for three months later and it was announced that there were no limits as to what services the buyer could request. It was never publicly acknowledged that this might include sex but everyone knew.

Ten of the original women left the club because of this change or because they moved away. However, fifteen others (including Vicki and me) have joined.

Four of those that left have since returned. I guess that they must have had problems they had to work out at home before they dared to try something this unconventional.

The first two sales that followed were highly successful compared to the first. More than ten thousand dollars were raised for charity and there were no bad reactions from any of the buyers or the women. An unwritten code developed which said that at the club meetings no one discussed what went on when the women spent the day with their buyers.

At the second sale the number of women available for sale and the number of buyers had grown so much that the sale ran a lot longer than planned.

By the time the last five women were paraded up for sale the number of buyers had begun to dwindle. That’s when it was decided to hold more frequent sales with only four women sold each month.

It was also decided that more money could be made if each woman’s apparel was sold first and then the woman’s services were sold when she was nude.

Since the key to higher sales prices was more buyers, Jennifer and Jack Doyle volunteered to help find more single men (or men who would come without their spouses). They so far had found six of them.

We didn’t know initially but found out just this week that their success was based on their long-standing practice of finding other men for Jennifer to fuck. These six, were men who Jennifer knew intimately and who she felt would be good auxiliary members of our club.

**

Vicki and I moved into Glen Creek about four months ago and last month we joined the club. Janet and Denise had stopped by one day and told Vicki all about the club.

Vicki was appalled. She and I discussed it a few times. At first the discussions ended in angry shouting matches but then somehow the idea grew on us.

From the beginning I was excited about the thought of seeing some of the other women in the buff – and perhaps even fucking some of them. I didn’t give a lot of thought to the reality of Vicki fucking other men though.

After her initial protests Vicki acknowledged that she found the idea of going to bed with some of the men in the club exciting as well. As we talked I found myself becoming turned on by the idea of Vicki being seen by a roomful of men and then having sex with one of them.

This was quite a surprise to me. I tried once to tell Vicki how I was feeling, but she thought I was nuts. Finally we agreed to accept Janet’s suggestion that we come to the next meeting just as observer guests.

At that meeting Vicki was overwhelmed by the encouragement she got from the other women and her ego was boosted by the number of men who said they sure hoped that we would join because they wanted to bid on her.

These latter comments only increased the turnon for me.

I also loved watching as Molly Jackson, Sandy Ireland, Chris Lorenzo and Jennifer Doyle were disrobed by various bidders and then paraded nude in front of us as their personal services were sold.

I won the right to remove and keep Jennifer’s bra for a surprisingly low bid of thirty dollars. I learned later that Jennifer was the neighborhood showoff and most men there had already seen her nude on more than one occasion.

Vicki hesitantly agreed to join that night and her name was put in the box along with all the others that hadn’t been sold during this rotation. Four names were drawn from this box for the next sale and as luck would have it Vicki’s was one of the four. My heart leapt as I heard her name called.

**

I couldn’t wait to get Vicki home. We were both very turned on by the sale and this resulted in a great night of hotter sex than usual.

Instead of my choice of a blowjob or a good fuck I got both. Vicki even seemed enthusiastic about swallowing my cum. Usually she didn’t like that unless she’s had a lot to drink.

She must have considered it as a rehearsal for her night with Allen, because after it was over she asked “Do you think I can satisfy Allen? Will he think he got his money’s worth?”

“Vicki, he’ll know he got a bargain when you’re finished with him,” I assured her. “Are you nervous about it?” I asked.

“Yes, very!” was her reply. “You know I’ve never had to worry about that before. I guess I sort of take you for granted but he’s just going to judge me only on how I do in bed.”

“Well, we can practice all you want,” I teased her. “I am willing to take the day off tomorrow if you want me to.”

“Don’t be that way. I’m serious. This guy paid over one thousand dollars for a day with me. That’s as much as the best call girls get I’ll bet. That means I’d better be good.”

I looked deeply into my pretty wife’s eyes and said, “Vicki, are you looking forward to your date with Allen? Are you looking forward to taking his cock in your mouth and then feeling it slip into your hot tight pussy?

You have a big advantage over any call girl, you’ll be enjoying the sucking and the fucking. They’re only in it for the money and they just act like they enjoy it.”

“Yes, I’m looking forward to it. It’ll be the first time I’ve seen, a different cock since we got married. That should be fun. I wonder what his is like. They are all different you know.”

“If you say so dear. I’m not an expert on cocks. I just don’t find them very interesting although I must admit that the idea of watching as a big hard one slips into your pussy and begins fucking you is very exciting to me.”

**

Allen called the next day as he had promised. His date with Vicki was set for the following Friday. He would pick her up around 6:00 p.m., and would return her Saturday at around 3 o’clock.

The terms of the Glen Creek sale were that the buyer had the services of the slave for up to 24 hours. Often the women just spent the night and returned the next morning.

In this case Allen’s wife, Helen, had also been sold and she was going to spend that same time period with her buyer. The Spencer’s had arranged for their children to spend the weekend with grandma and grandpa. It sounded like the whole family was going to have a good time.

Vicki seemed overwhelmed when she realized the amount of time that she would be spending with the first strange man to have sex with her since we were married. “Whatever will he want me to do for so long?” she wondered.

“Maybe he wants you to wash the windows,” I joked. “After all nothing says it has to be all sex … or even sex at all.”

“I guess you’re right,” she acknowledged. “But will you mind that I’m gone for so long?”

“I’ll find it hard, pardon the pun, to wait so long, but I’ll get by. Just be ready for a thorough debriefing, pardon another one, when you return. I’ll want to know every hot juicy detail and fill your pussy with one more load.”

“Is that a threat or a promise?” she countered with a smile.

**

A week has never gone by so slowly. We were both like little kids waiting for summer vacation. Every day seemed to take forever.

Vicki suffered some misgivings during this time as well. On Tuesday she met me at the door when I returned from work and announced “I’m not going to do it. I just can’t do something like this. Married women don’t act this way.”

We talked it through and she finally acknowledged that her feelings of guilt had temporarily overcome her desire and anticipation of being intimate with a new man. We ended the conversation and the day with some great sex. It was obvious that she was really turned on by the whole idea.

Thursday Vicki and Allen talked again to reconfirm the date. Allen asked her to wear a sexy dress similar to the one that she worn the night of the auction. He also requested similar sexy lingerie.

“I love garters and hose and you looked great in them,”he said.

She was also to bring a casual but sexy outfit for Saturday. He added “I doubt that we’ll spend much time dressed on Saturday but you’ll need something to wear home.”

I helped Vicki get ready Friday afternoon. We were both a basket case of nerves.

She wore a sexy black cocktail dress which was rather sheer and meant to be worn over a slip. She didn’t wear a slip but did wear a sexy matching set of bra, garters and panties made of sheer black lace. I had bought the lingerie just for the occasion.

In daylight or a well-lit room one could easily see her lingerie through her dress. She looked stunning and very provocative.

Her hair dresser had swirled her long red hair up on top of her head. “You look too good to spend the night with another guy. I’m not going to let you go,” I said half seriously. “See what you’ve done to me,” I added as I pulled my very hard cock out of my pants.

“I think I can fix that,” she replied sympathetically. Then she sat me down on the bed and gave me the best blowjob I’ve ever had. It didn’t take long for me to come. I soon shot a big hot load down her throat.

She swallowed it carefully to avoid dripping any on her dress.

“There you go, tiger,” she said after she’d wiped her lips with a kleenex. “That’ll have to hold you until tomorrow afternoon. “I wonder how many more loads I’ll have in me when I return.”

“Well, just remember not to clean up. I want to clean you up with my tongue as soon as you get in the door. Then I’m going to finish your day as a slave with one more load of cum in your hot dripping pussy.”

My heart was in my throat when Allen picked her up. He gave a loud whistle of approval and said something which I found rather odd at the time. “You’re going to be a big hit, Vicki. A very big hit!”

“A hit with who?” I wondered as they drove away. “What has Allen got planned for my wife?”

I tried to keep busy that night and finally went to bed at about 1:30 Saturday morning. I didn’t sleep well. Visions of Vicki getting fucked by Allen kept running through my mind.

I finally got up at 7:00 and in a week of long days I began the longest as I waited for Vicki to come home and tell me about her night and day with Allen.

**

Vicki arrived home a few minutes early. I met them in the driveway and opened the door for her. She was wearing the white blouse and denim skirt that she had picked out per Allen’s instructions.

She kissed Allen goodbye. “It was quite an experience,”she said to him. Then she turned to get out. As she did she opened her thighs and gave me a good view of her bare pussy. I could see cum dripping from it. Her skirt had a large wet spot on it too.

“I didn’t bother to put on panties. They would have just taken them off anyway,” she said. She got out and after giving me a kiss said “I love you.”

I told her “I love you too but what is this ‘they’bit?”

“I had a bit of a surprise last night,” she began as we walked into the house. “And I was an exceptionally naughty wife. When we got to their house Helen was still there supposedly waiting for her “date” to pick her up. She was dressed in a sexy white dress.

Her date, Herb Wagner, had been delayed and would be coming by around 7:00. Allen offered me a drink which I finished rather quickly and then I had another. At 7:00 the doorbell rang and there were four men at the door including Herb. When I saw them all coming into the house I asked what was going on. Allen then took me into the kitchen.

‘Vicki, when I made our date for tonight I had forgotten that this was our poker night,’ Allen began his explanation. ‘Herb, Jim, Ben, Hal and I get together one night a month and this is the night. This month they were scheduled to be at our house. I talked to Helen about it and she suggested that perhaps you and she could act as hostesses for the guys while we played poker. Then when that’s over she’ll go home with Herb and you and I will have the house to ourselves. I hope that’s OK with you.’

‘Gee, Allen,’ I said to him. ‘I’m not really dressed to be seen by a group of strange men. I mean you can see] right through this dress. Besides won’t they wonder what I’m doing here. Do they know about our ‘arrangement’?’

‘Don’t worry, Vicki,’ he said. ‘They’re all cool. No one will say anything and I’m sure that they will all be delighted with your outfit. Ben and Jim have come to the sale a couple of times and know why you’re here. Hal won’t say anything.'”

“Well, sweetheart,” Vicki said to me, “Allen calmed me down and I decided to make the best of it. After all I have to admit the guys were all pretty good looking and as I thought about it I began to get turned on by the idea of them seeing as much of me as they could. Besides all they could really see was my underwear.”

“I went with Allen into the den where the men had gathered and was introduced to them. Helen already knew them all. I got goose bumps as I went from man to man and shook their hands. They each looked me up and down very closely and every one of them said, ‘Nice dress, Vicki. Very nice dress.'”

“Helen and I then went into the kitchen to compare notes about getting the men some refreshments. She’d noticed that I wasn’t wearing a slip and quickly picked up on the effect that had on the guys. ‘If you’ll excuse me for a minute, Vicki, I think I’ll go take my slip off so you aren’t so conspicuous being without one.’

She then went upstairs and was back down in just a couple of minutes. I was astonished when I saw her. She was wearing her white dress that was pretty sheer … like my black one. However, she didn’t appear to have a stitch on under it. I could see her nipples and her beaver almost as plain as day.”

“Helen,’ I said to her. ‘However do you dare to go out there like that?”

“Why Vicki, do you think this is too outrageous?’ she asked. ‘Let’s ask the guys and see what they think. If they object I’ll put something else on.’ I couldn’t believe my ears. This woman was going to wander around this house full of men almost naked. If they didn’t get the message that she wanted to be fucked by all of them they must be dead or at least blind … and none of them appeared to be either.”

“My word, Vicki, what happened then.” I couldn’t wait to hear more. This was getting more and more interesting. “What did you do then?”

“I went with her into the den and she loudly asked, ‘Guys, do you all think my outfit is appropriate for the occasion?’ The whole lot of them cheered.

‘Will you all promise to be good if I stay dressed like this then?’ she went on. There was a chorus of ‘Why of course, Helen.’ ‘Sure, Helen.’ ‘Absolutely. We’ll all be gentlemen.’ ‘Helen, we’ll be better than good. We’ll be outstanding.'”

“As the tumult quieted down Allen asked us to bring out a round of beers and some pretzels for everyone. I was glad for the moment to leave the room. Things were getting very confusing. This is not what I had come prepared to do.

I knew, though, that I was getting very turned on by the idea of so many men seeing me like this. I wondered what might happen. It certainly seemed that Helen was planning to serve the guys more than beer and snacks.”

“Then what?” I prompted her.

“The first time we took them their drinks everything was fine. They looked us over pretty thoroughly but no one said anything and they all kept their hands to themselves. The second time I went in alone and Ben asked me why I had on underwear and Helen didn’t. ‘What are you trying to hide from us, Vicki?’ he asked.

‘Yes, Vicki, that doesn’t seem fair does it?’ Jim responded.

I blushed and said ‘Well there’s nothing much for you to see. Don’t you like my underwear? I think it’s very sexy.’

‘Oh, from what we can see of it we agree,’ Ben said. ‘Maybe if you took off your dress we could be more sure about that though.’

‘I’ll think about it,’ I said and I ran from the room. I didn’t know what to do.

I told Helen what had happened and she just laughed and said ‘Oh those guys are getting a little frisky. Don’t be too upset about it. I think it’s fun to know that men are looking at me and that they like what they see. Just play along with them and enjoy yourself.’

‘OK, Helen, you’re right,’ I said. ‘It is fun in a strange way. Let me think about it though.’ I fixed myself a strong drink and went upstairs to take a pee and to think things over.

I decided that I would rather remove my bra and panties and keep my dress on. Somehow I felt less vulnerable that way even though the guys could probably see more.

When I looked at myself in Helen’s mirror I knew they could easily see my nipples. They couldn’t see anything more because I was shaved. When I had finished my drink I made a big deal of parading back through the den. ‘OK boys, are you satisfied?’ I taunted as I circled their table.

‘Yeah, Vicki, that’s more like it,’ Hal confirmed. All Ben could say was ‘Nice tits, Vicki.’ I felt my face getting flushed and my pussy get wet at that comment. The realization how far this might go, began to sink in and I was surprised at how excited that thought made me.”

By this time Vicki and I had made our way upstairs and were sitting on her bed. “Do you think this was all planned this way?” I asked.

“Oh course it was,” Vicki replied, “but I’ll get to that later.”

“Great. I love it!” I said. “But your story so far has gotten me as hard as a rock. I want to eat your cum filled pussy and then I’m going to add one more load to it.”

With that I pushed her back on the bed, flipped her skirt up above her waist and knelt in front of her. As I opened her knees I began to run my tongue up the inside of her thighs and licked up the streams of cum that had run down from her cunt. She had been filled to overflowing.

I reached her cunt with my tongue and ran it up and down the length of her slit. It was full of cum. Then I forced my tongue deep into her. The taste of salty cum mixed with the wonderful pungent taste of Vicki’s pussy was even better than I had imagined. It nearly made me cum.

I sucked and licked her pussy for couple of minutes and then said “How many loads are in here anyhow? It seems like there’s a gallon.”

“I lost count,” Vicki replied. “Each of the guys had me at least twice and some of them did me three or four times. I would guess that they must have left over a dozen loads in me and I swallowed one from each of them too.”

That comment put me close to the edge. If I continued eating her anymore and she told me anymore about it I would cum for sure. I quickly moved up over her and plunged my hard cock into her dripping cunt.

“Please be gentle,” she asked. “I am getting pretty sore down there.”

“I can sure understand that, babe,” I replied. “I’ll be gentle and I won’t take long either.”

It probably didn’t take me more than thirty seconds to cum even in her sloppy well-used cunt.

I soon added a huge hot load of my own cum to those of the five other men who had fucked my wife last night.

Then since we each had gone without much sleep last night we both collapsed into a deep sleep.

I woke up first a couple of hours later and immediately renewed my efforts to clean her up with my tongue. It didn’t take much of that to wake her up.

When she was wide awake I asked her to finish telling me about what had happened.

“Where did I leave off last night?” she asked.

“You had just taken off your underwear and paraded around the room in just your dress,” I reminded her.

“Oh, yes. The next time I went back into the den Ben said ‘Vicki, I was wondering why we can’t see your beaver like we can see Helen’s. Allen and Herb say it’s because you’re shaved. Is that true?’

I turned a hundred shades of red. I also felt my pussy getting even wetter that before. I decided that the line had now been crossed and that there was no reason to fight it. I was going to get fucked by these guys and I was actually looking forward to it.

I walked over and stood so that I was just inches from Ben’s face. I slowly lifted my skirt until I could see his eyes nearly pop out of his head. ‘There, Ben, does that answer your question?’

‘Yes, guys, its shaved … and it looks hot and ready too,’ was Ben’sreply.

Allen realized that it was time to forget the pretense of poker and to get ready to poke us.

‘Ladies,’ he ordered, ‘it’s time for another round of beers served with two tacos.’

Not being familiar with the term it took me a few seconds to realize what he meant but within a minute Helen and I had brought in a fresh beer for each of them. I then sat up on the game table in front of Allen, pulled up my skirt and spread my thighs for them.

‘There’s the taco that you paid for, master,’ I said. I could feel my heart racing as I realized that five men were about to become intimately familiar with my most private place.

Allen wasted no time in leaning forward and beginning to eat me. Helen crawled up beside me and offered Herb her taco. It was wonderful.

As Herb and Allen ate the pussies that I thought they had each paid handsomely for, the truth came out.

Jim said ‘Save some for the rest of us guys. Remember we helped pay for them.’

It turned out that the five guys had pooled their money so that Herb and Allen could buy us at the auction.

Helen had known about it because she and Allen had fantasized about arranging a gangbang for her as a birthday present. This was the perfect opportunity for that to happen.

Then at the auction last month Allen and Herb had decided to buy me as well so they could be the first men in the club to fuck me. That’s how they came up with such an extraordinary sum.”

“Wow! Those scheming devils!” I said. “That’s a great idea. I wish I’d thought of it. Maybe I can try it sometime with some of the guys … but aren’t there rules as to how many men can fuck a slave?”

“Not yet,” Vicki replied. “This has happened on two or three occasions so far that I know, but no one seems to mind. All of the women involved have liked it as a matter of fact. It fulfilled fantasies for them.”

“Go on with your story. Then what happened?” I asked her.

“The poker game turned into an orgy. When Jim made his comment about having helped pay for me, I beckoned him over to the where I could reach him and unzipped his pants. I pulled out his cock (which wasn’t easy because it was pretty big and very hard) and then I proceeded to give him an x-rated blowjob, while all the guys watched. Helen did the same for Ben.

Then Hal pushed Allen aside and became the first one of the group to fuck me. You can’t believe the feeling when that first strange cock slipped into me. It felt so forbidden but it felt so good too.

I wished then that you could have been there to see it happen. I would have loved to be sucking you when each of them took their turn fucking me.”

“Oh, Vicki, I would have loved that too. Sometime we’ll make that happen, I promise.” I couldn’t believe how erotic this all was. Just a few weeks ago neither of us had given any thought to such unconventional behavior. Now instead of a night of sex with one guy I find out that my wife had been gangbanged … and we both were loving it. “How long did this all go on?” I asked.

“The men had planned to make a night of it. Hal had to leave this morning after breakfast. He fed me his ‘sausage’ before he left.

The others stayed until Allen brought me home. They each gave me one last goodbye fuck and then Helen was supposed to get one from them too after I left. I hope they had enough left for her but I kinda doubt it.”

“Well, now I know what Allen meant last night when he said that you would be a big hit. I take it that the guys liked your shaved-pussy.”

“Oh, very much,” Vicki replied. “None of them had ever fucked or eaten a shaved one before. They were all particularly anxious to see what it was like to eat one and I was more than happy to oblige. I got to find out what it’s like to be eaten by a man with a beard too because Jim has one.”

“How’d that feel? Was it scratchy?” I asked.

“Only for a second,” she replied. “Then my juices and the cum must have softened it because it just felt a little ticklish sometimes. It really felt good when he rubbed it against my clit. In fact he made me cum once that way.”

“How many times did you cum?”

“I really don’t remember. A lot … an awful lot.”

“I know that I have to cum one more time. Are you up to it,” I asked.

“For you, of course. I’m a good wife,” she answered with a giggle, “but would you settle for a blowjob? My pussy is really pretty sore right now.”

I can never turn down a good blowjob so I readily agreed. I got a super-deluxe version. Then we ordered a pizza and went to sleep early. This had been quite a remarkable weekend for both of us.

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