The jive

By : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

Victoria and I moved into a gated community of interests very near to Disney World in the Orlando area respective years ago. We moved here from the midwestern United States following my transfer due to a promotion at work.

I work for a nationally known elevator ship's company and my beautiful wife, capital of Seychelles ( Vickie for dead ) is an RN that works in a doctor's office.

We are a blended family with both of us having children from prior marriages.

When we moved here, we did all the usual things with the kids : Disney, universal joint, SeaWorld, and all the other melodic theme common that are in and around Orlando. Yes, you could say that we overdosed on theme parks.

Vickie and my two sons are adrenaline freak. They LOVE rollercoasters. Me ? Not so much. I'm more of a sportsman guy. I love my Miami Dolphins. I became a big fan during the betimes Dan Marino age. Of course, verity be told, my father had me watching the Dolphins back in the day of Larry Czonka, Jim Kiick, Larry Little, and Mercury Morris. He took great superbia in the ‘ V and maybe that is where my making love for the Dolphins really started, but I was a huge fan of Dan Marino right from the beginning. That's where I say my love for the mahimahi began.

We have draw of fun with our child. Our time as a family is rapidly becoming less and less as two of the children have gone off to college and one is in trade school taking course of study for welding and metal model. All three are working hard and are doing well. The two in college chose competing schools. One goes to Sunshine State and the early goes to Florida State. They just love competing when those two schools hybrid route, however it is a well-disposed rivalry as they are brothers.

Our third gear son really was never very thoroughly in school, but he was slap-up with his manus. He built a go-cart at age 10 all by himself and wouldn't accept any help from me. I learned then that he was going to be a blue-collar guy, nothing incorrectly with that as I am one too.

Our youthful son is now a senior in gamey schooltime. Really hasn't indicated what he wants to do. He's a ripe athlete but his grades are marginal, so he may or may not get any scholarship offers, we'll just birth to wait it out.

One of the things that we noticed immediately about our subdivision, was a large low-hanging Live Oak tree by the front gate. As a shoetree social climber in grade school, I thought about all the fun I would have had climbing a Tree such as that.

After while we found ourselves going to social and parties with others from the community. At one such mixer, Vickie and I were approached by a couple that clearly was in their 50's. They introduced themselves as Gospel According to John and Jane. Attractive couple. He's an advertising executive director and she's a teacher at a local college. They invited us to their next holiday political party, Allhallows Eve. Since the actual day of Halloween fell on a Midweek their company was scheduled to be the Sat before Halloween.

Vickie agreed almost as soon as they offered the invite. She whispered in my ear that she thought John was hot ! Well, she was right, but I thought that his wife, Jane, was unmistakable looking. We exchanged headphone Book of Numbers. John said he would be in touch in a twosome of days.

When I got home from study Tuesday eve, Vickie told me that John the Evangelist had called earlier in the day. She was excited. She went on to tell me that there would be two parties. The family friendly early party, and the adult-only later party. The early political party would begin at 6pm and run until 9pm. The adult-only party would begin at 10pm and run until people leave. The family friendly party would be alcohol free and the adult-after company would be open bar, but you would be asked to lead if you start showing sign of the zodiac of drunkenness or just being an bastard ( this made me laugh ).

After I showered, I got a shout from Jane. This peaked my interest as I knew that John had called earlier.

"Hello, this is Mark."

"Hi stigma, this is Jane, we met the other dark at the mixer."

"Yes, of course I remember you. How are things ?"

"They're mulct. I called to tell you about the party Sat night."

"wellspring, trick called earlier and explained that there are actually two parties."

"Yes, I know that. However, my persona is to explain the adult-only party. Do you have a few min to chat ?"

"Absolutely."I replied.

"Wonderful. So, let me tell apart you first that there are some rules to the adult-only political party. principle one : There is alcohol, but moderation is the key. I'm sure he explained that boozing or just being an arsehole would get you booted. dominion two : Since we have a large consortium and a ten-person hot tub swimming is available. Rule three : We expect everyone to treat everyone else with deference. No thank you simply means no. quartern and final normal : This party is designed to be fun and exciting. We will not digest drugs of any kind. If you or your wife violate any of these rules, you will be walked out and never invited to any future parties. Are there any questions about the party ?"Jane said.

"No"

She went on to let me know about the signal when there is a party scheduled. Their sign would be a child's swing hanging from the big Live Oak tree by the look gate. That indicated that the Saturday night of the following week a company is scheduled. The model sitting on the swing music will trace the theme of the party. For example, she explained that the form has a Halloween costume with a plastic pumpkin in its hand. people not invited think that its cute and for the kids. While the single invited know the subtle computer code that is being told.

I thought that the swing was mavin. Nice décor for the tike and an wordless substance to the guest.

I got bold and asked,"How grownup is the adult-only party ?"

She laughed at my question. She paused and said,"make the connection marking. adult party, a swing"

I sat there thinking. A foresighted interruption. Then it hit me, like a bolt of lightning.

"Um, ok…. I think I get it now, it's a swing party."

"Are you and your wife ok with that ? We're not trying to make anyone uncomfortable. These parties are just for fun. No drama of any variety. Of course, since you have put 2 and 2 together, I should tell you that the instant political party will be clothing optional. We are expecting about 40 or so hoi polloi, we still have a couplet of non-committals due to work obligations."

"Jane, I'm sure that we're ok with the swing party, but let me peach it over with my wife. May I call you tomorrow night ?"

"Of path, my dear. holler either myself of John."

She hung up.

I went over the unscathed conversation with Vickie. She got excited. She explained that she had a ‘ tactile sensation'but that there was no evidence.

"How did you suspect ?"I asked her.

"He just has an Aire about him."Vickie replied.

Our unseasoned son asked if he could pass the weekend with one of his friends. We readily agreed.

After the talk about the company, Vickie was horny.

She shut and locked our bedroom door. When she turned around, she flung herself at me. Pushing me back onto the bed, she began taking my clothes off. While she didn't rip my shirt off, there was some forcefulness to disrobing me.

I was shocked. Vickie and I have had a wonderful marriage ceremony, yet we had moved into the same rut in the bedchamber. We love each former, no interrogative asked, yet our intimate sentence had become routine and well…. monotonous.

In my mind, John had lit a fervency in Vickie. A ardour that I was going to draw the welfare of.

Vickie always gave terrific blowjobs. Her viva science are upright than any former cleaning woman that I had ever been with in my life. Sexually oral presentation, Vickie was dynamite in a small package. Lite the priming and she will break loose her sex all over you ! Clearly, the estimation of John lit the fuse.

As I quickly became au naturel, Vickie took my rear pecker into her sassing and began her viva voce Assault on my humanity. She swallowed my integral manhood pushing me past her gag instinctive reflex into her pharynx. It took a huge effort not to explode in her throat right from the start. I cupped her look and began fucking her mouth, feeling my steel-hard cock moving in and out of her throat. I heard her gulping air as my rooster withdrew from her throat. Her eyes welled up. Snot and prominent sum of money of spit came out and dribbled down her face and onto my cock.

It really didn't take all that long to possess my first orgasm. Thankfully, my wife loves the appreciation of a man's cum in her mouth. I warned her that I was approaching the point of no tax return. She just smiled and winked at me. I was so horny by this clip that when I erupted into her waiting mouth, I shot forget me drug after Mexican valium. This by far was so much better than the monotone rut that we had fallen into with our lovemaking.

After being fatigued, I withdrew my deflating peter from her lip. I knew it was time to reciprocate. I pushed her backwards on our bed. Her legs were originally folded under her during the blowjob. However, I pulled each one out from underneath her. I parted her wooden leg and kissed my way down to her muliebrity from her breast to her slit.

Vickie was never shy about making audio in bed during our intimate times. Today was no different. While I knew that our son happened to be in the family, he could most likely take heed my wife. We never tried to be cover about our passion for each early. We both felt that sex, passion, and lust are good things. We wanted all our male child to mature up with goodish attitudes about sex ; about how to properly treat women ; and about the conflict between love and lust. Vickie would explain to each of our male child that a family relationship was more about trust than anything else. If you can't trust your partner, then the relationship is dead.

I love my married woman. She speaks her thinker. She's beautiful. She's confident. She's the right person that I could ever be intimate. She is certainly my proficient half.

As I performed my own oral examination rape on her pussy, her groan grew a bit louder as my tongue did its job. I licked her slit from the clit down to her ass and back up again several clock time. Each lick made her pussy bedwetter and wetter. I happily sucked in the womanhood succus that her love hole was expelling. I could finger her wetness Begin running down my Chin, dripping off my boldness onto our sheets.

As I kept licking her, Vickie wrapped her wooden leg around my nous and interlocked her ankle joint over my berm blades. I felt her hands forcefully crowd the book binding of my head into her wanton wet woman. Her juices were really flowing. Clearly, John the Evangelist had lit the priming. I didn't even think about what she may or may not have been imagining in her head. I only cared about pleasing my gorgeous wife.

She arched her back. Her whole organic structure tensed up. The lock on my head from both her hands and her knee joint was just shortly of painful. Her breathing became virtually non-existent. Then the big sexual climax happened. She shot out more orgasmic succus than I have ever encountered with Vickie in our class of marriage. I could not bolt it fast enough. Her sexual climax expelled her wetness a good deal like a fountain. We had seen porno picture of women having squirting orgasms, but until that mo Vickie had never had one of her own.

St. John had really lit the fuse.

We continued with our love making for a couple of time of day. We fucked. We sucked. We had sex on the bed. We had sex on the floor ( as we fell off the bed ). We had sex sitting on her makeup chair. We found a mania we had not experienced in quite a while.

As we finally began to recover our pot, Vickie and I went to our bedroom shower bath together to clean up. Again, inside of the cascade, we made roll in the hay one More time. To me at to the lowest degree, it almost felt like we were teenagers who just discovered sex for the first sentence, not as if we had been married for over a decade.

When we finally finished our shower, I could hear our son cursing us for using up all the hot water supply. Such is life, there will be more in a few minutes, I said to myself.

As we were drying our wet naked dead body off, I commented on how much John had lit her fuse.

"You don't even know my darling."Was her response.

She added,"Were you thinking of Jane ? Because your oral accomplishment were quite the upswing from our usual."

"No, not thinking of Jill. I think she is rather patent. Pretty, but plain."I replied.

"Then why the increase ?"She asked.

"Don't really cognize. Maybe I was just trying to maintain up with your rage, you are thinking of John."

"Are you worried ? Do you recollect something will happen ?"Vickie asked in a life-threatening tone.

"No…. well, not really….um…. we've never done anything like this before. trusted, there was that guy from my work that you fancied that we invited over that one night. Then again, you responded by inviting your protagonist over, what was her name Laura ? So, we could take in another trey. Both of those nights were wonderful, but we've never been in a large group before. I'm uneasy. Nervous about my performance. Nervous about seeing you with all those potential partners. spooky worrying that mortal will catch your eye. I'm sure that I'm just overthinking this, but I don't want to block you or myself. I certainly don't want this party to interpose in any way with our lives."I said in a heartfelt manner.

"Honey, you are the Christ Within of my man. You rock me ! No one else is going to ‘ catch my eye ’. How about we do this, we go to the first company. Meet some people. Try to make Quaker and see how it goes. If we aren't comfortable, we'll just leave at the end of the first party. I think I'll call lav and ask if he could introduce us to another couple that we can sit quietly with and ask interrogative sentence without disrupting the first party. Does that voice OK with you ?"

"Yes dear. I think that would probably alleviate my fears."I said, feeling a bit More confidence.

Over the next brace of days, I had truly forgotten about my vexation about the Saturday night political party. I focused more on our costumes. Something sexy, but not too sexy. Easily removable if we chose to remain for the secondment political party.

Vickie asked about a ‘ Catholic schooltime girl'outfit. She offered that I could be the ‘ naughty priest ’. I liked the estimate. Her wearing a short plaid skirt and a Andrew D. White long sleeve dress shirt. She even had the nigrify shiny Mary Jane shoes. Her outfit would be complete.

My own outfit was rather simpleton. My black cashmere crown. A blackamoor farseeing sleeve garb shirt. Black dress drawers and my apparel brake shoe. I would cut a piece of Stanford White cardboard to form the non-Christian priest collar. I decided to not use a large cross that I had in our jewelry box. Since this was going to be our first company, I didn't want to insult anyone or their spiritual beliefs.

By the time the party rolled around, I was feeling relaxed about the unanimous thing.

That was until I saw how sexy my wife looked in her catholic school day girlfriend uniform. Brittney spear might bear made 1000000 doing her medicine television in the Lapp turnout, but my wife looked 100 clock time sexier.

She flirted with me showing she had her expensive livid silk panty on underneath the skirt.

Yes, my wife certainly knows how to advertise the male hormone button. infernal region, she wasn't pushing it, she was clubbing it with a hammer.

I nervously got dressed for the party. My creative thinker was overthinking matter again. I began to imagine all these situations, worrying myself about ‘ what might happen ’.

As I was tying my wearing apparel place, Vickie came into the chamber. She asked,"What's on your mind honey ?"

"I'm just getting nervous again."

"love, we are not committed to anything. If you would like, I'll call John and Jane right now saying that we need to cancel. They won't even miss us with all the guest they are expecting."

"No….no…. I know it's just me. Let me get to the company and see how it goes."I replied.

As we headed into our garage, we climbed into our ‘ neighbourhood golf cart ’. Most everyone in the subdivision had their own golf handcart. It made getting around the neighborhood lots easier.

John and Jane's plate was at the end of a cul-de-sac. It was clearly the gravid home in the subsection. Out movement of it was maybe a 100 golf go-cart. They were lined up neatly against the curb in the street. The driveway built for four machine held about 12-15 golf pushcart. Even some of the neighbor's driveways held various golf pushcart. We parked our cart between one that looked like it was a Shirley Temple Black Mercedes and another that was gunpowder blue. Vickie giggled about the Mercedes golf game cart.

Before I got out of the pushcart, I leaned over and kissed Vickie. I was nervous, but we kissed like teenagers. Vickie certainly had her thoughts about John. I knew it. She knew it.

As we entered the spacious home, Vickie and I were amazed.

whoremaster and Jane were mingling with other guests.

Saint John the Apostle spotted us first. He worked his way over and welcomed us. He asked us to follow him as he had a match, he wanted us to contact. Derrick and Shannon. They were an interracial couple and one of the archetype dyad that helped John and Jane develop the adult party.

"Mark, Vickie…. this is Derrick and his beautiful married woman Claude Elwood Shannon"John said as he introduced us to the new couple.

"Derrick will you and Shannon spend fourth dimension with fool and Vickie. I think that they are really neural about the early party."John explained.

All of us shook bridge player, Claude Elwood Shannon leaned into Vickie giving her a peck on the cheek.

Derrick started,"Gospel According to Mark why don't we find an out of the way home, so we can talk, and you can ask all the questions you may have."

"All four of us or just you and I ?"

"All four of us of course."Derrick replied.

Shannon and Vickie went over to the buffet table loaded a mates of paper denture. They stopped to get a match of red solo cups wax of some red punch-like drink.

When the ma'am came over to where Derrick and I were sitting, Vickie sat next to me and Claude Shannon sat on Derrick's lap. She kissed him and then slid off onto the couch.

Shannon began,"Vickie tells me that you have some trouble about the party."

I looked at Vickie, she winked at me with a smile.

"fountainhead, you do."Vickie retorted.

"Um…. ok…. It's not that we're prude or anything. We've had a duet of ternion, but they were always in our own home. The sheer routine of masses trick and Jane told us that were invited gets me nervous."I said.

"Is that all you worry about ?"Claude E. Shannon asked.

"wellspring no. That's just one of several. Another one would be will I be able to palm seeing all the Guy lining up to spiel with Vickie."

Shannon and Derrick began laughing out loud, not just chuckling but real belly laughs.

Derrick said,"Dude, do you cerebrate that no other guy has that Saami claim trouble about their beautiful wife ? the pits, even many fair sex have that Same uneasiness about seeing their handsome husband being played with by some young hot sexually participating woman ? It's a natural apprehension. Heck, I was really interest about Shannon having her fill of lightlessness guys and not being interested in me when we got home. Yet, it didn't work out that way. In fact, she was even more interested when we got home plate that get-go night."

Claude Shannon added,"May we give you a couple bit of advice ?"

"Of course !"Vickie added.

"There are three thing we suggest. beginning, remember this is lust…. not love. minute, when you leave here and go home, you MUST be cozy with each early to reassure each former that it was just turn and not something more. Third, and probably most important…. talk. talk about what you saw. mouth about how you felt. Talk about something that excited you. talk about everything and anything you can remember thinking, seeing, doing, or hoping for. Do not leave anything out. This life style, even with only passing participation can stimulate damage to your relationship. Don't let that happen."Derrick advised.

Shannon now addressed Vickie,"Hun, don't you have any worry ?"

"Well….no, not really…. I just think that I need to get ‘ into'it. I think that once I get going the jumpiness will subside."

"You're probably correct. I didn't really get down to relax my showtime fourth dimension until I came. I was so nervous about doing guys that weren't total darkness. Until these parties I had never been with a Patrick White guy, or a Hispanic guy, or an Asiatic. All through luxuriously school and college I only dated lightlessness guys. So, a white guy scared the inferno out of me."Claude Shannon told us.

It looked like the political party was beginning to thin out. Many of the couples that had brought their child were either gone or heading for the door.

Derrick added,"By the way, I'm pretty sure John and Jane expect to act as with both of you. I know that Jane certainly has her eye on you Mark."

"Ha, Ha, Ha…. see honey, I told you so."Vickie said to me.

"Well, I'm sure John noticed you. As practically as you want to do him."I replied.

Derrick went on to say,"Since they are hosting the party, it is habitual that they get to choose their manoeuvre pardner. There is no forcing, you can always say no."

Claude Shannon said,"And, if you're bi or even bi-curious there are several couple that will adapt your wishes. We'll be well-chosen to designate them out if you would wish us to. We want to see you both enjoy yourselves, both individually and of course together."

She also added,"stain, I'll be more than happy to help oneself ease your worries."

Derrick and Claude Elwood Shannon suggested that we head to a bathroom to get cleaned up and do any business during the lag clock time between parties. Derrick also suggested to move our golf cart closer to the house if they didn't Mungo Park in the driveway or rightfulness out front.

I got up and let Vickie know that I would move the golf cart.

On my way to the door, Jane stopped me.

"You're not leaving, are you ?"

"No, just moving the golf cart closer as Derrick suggested."

"Would you like some party ?"Jane asked with a sly smile.

"Um, sure."

We left the house, before I walked out the front door, I looked back seeing Vickie watching me.

When we got outside, Jane gently grasped my hand so that we were walking to the golf handcart handwriting in hand.

Her kit was that of a tabby, like the queen mole rat of England. whoremonger's costume was her partner…. The King.

Our conversation was really about nothing. I think it was more for Jane to size me up.

"Are you a good countenance"Jane asked.

"Um, I suppose so. You should probably ask my wife that one."

I barely got the word out of my mouth before I felt her tongue in my mouth. Not wanting to screw this up, I responded. I cupped her face with both of my hands and pulled her closer to me. She responded by putting her arms around my spinal column. Her appreciation was emphatic, yet not hurting.

She broke the buss. With a big exhale she said,"WOW, you are a great visage. You didn't know that ?"

"No, not really."

"Well, you are. If you can perform even half as good as you kiss, you will be one of the most pop new the great unwashed at the party."She said.

I thought in my capitulum ‘ oh, great. Nothing like putting the pressure back on just when I was beginning to relax ’.

We got into the golf cart and beat back it back to the driveway. There was mountain of blank in the drive now that so many others had left. All the way to the driveway, Jane rested her paw on my thigh, rubbing it gently. Of course, my tool responded stirring beneath my black dress slacks.

As I parked the golf cart, she gave my hardening cock a piddling squeeze.

"My, my you are a big boy."She said to me licking her lips and smiling.

She kissed me again. When she broke from the osculation, she asked if I knew anything about her.

"No Ma'am, I know virtually goose egg about either you or your husband."

"Well, it is my understanding that you and your wife come from the Midwest. Where about exactly ?"She asked.

"Well, before Vickie and I met, I lived in St. Louis, Missouri River. By the time I met Vickie, I had been moved to Omaha, Nebraska."

"Really ? can and I both are Cornhuskers. We met at the University of Nebraska. privy was working on his master's degree and I was finishing up my bachelor's degree in English Literature."Jane explained.

"Wow, small-scale world."

I added,"May I ask you a personal question ?"

"Sure, anything you want to ask, palpate free."Jane responded.

"Well, I'm worried about a couple of things. Now, don't get me incorrect, Derrick and Claude Elwood Shannon did a whole lot of explaining things, but I'm occupy that I will either obstruct my beautiful wife or sorry yet, show signs of jealousy. Did you ever have that issue with John ? Who by the way, my wife is hoping to put her hands….and mouth…on john. I don't know what it is, but he has lit her fire."I said.

"fountainhead, that is certainly a sensible concern. We have seen one or two pair that their dear for each other was not potent to set out with. Usually, when one partner is only ‘ going along'for the happiness of the former spouse that is what causes issues. Now, if you and your lovely wife have a strong matrimony with lots of intimate sessions, then this party will only raise not shoot down down your relationship. This party can suit a gateway to living out deep fantasies without any worry about whom you're going home with."Jane answered.

Yet she went on to say,"Of row I've know jealousy. Have you even looked at my stunning husband ? He walks around exuding sexuality. The initiatory couple of times I was really intimidated and worried that John the Evangelist would bump someone else better than me. But it didn't happen. Our marriage is between us. Sharing each other is something all together different. He knows whom I play with and I know the same about him. What advice did Derrick, and Shannon give you two ?"

"Um, three prescript. Let me see if I can remember them. # 1 this is thirst not have intercourse. # 2 When the political party is over, and we go home, we must be versed. # 3 Talk, talk, talk about everything we saw, we felt, we enjoyed…talk about it all. Leave nothing out."I said worrying that I might forget one of the rules.

"Ah, Derrick and Shannon have helped more twain here than any other yoke. That is why whoremonger introduced you and your married woman to them. Now, if you're willing, I would have it away for you to amount inside and fuck me."Jane said in a subject of fact tone.

"Absolutely."

"John has his eye on your wife."Jane said.

"good ! She wants to play with him, as soon as possible."I reply

"Well then, lets go inside and put them together. It's party time."

We went back into the house. The mansion looked a lot great with about 1/3 of the mass in it. The first matter I noticed was Derrick fucking this beautiful redhead and Shannon getting double teamed by two blank guys.

I scanned around looking for Vickie, but I didn't see her. Jane took my hand and led me to a bedchamber. There on the large bed was John naked. My married woman naked. Her legs over his shoulders with him plunging his gruelling cock into her wet pussy. She was loud…. very loud.

Jane let go of my hand and walked over to the bed. She gently grabbed her husband's face and kissed him passionately. When they broke from the kiss, she leaned down and whispered something into Vickie's ear. That made her smile.

Jane came back over to me, taking my hand and leading me to another bedroom.

In the new sleeping accommodation was another duet using one of the queen-sized seam. The early bed was empty. Jane began to denudate. I followed courting by removing my own clothes. The other mates stopped to watch Jane and I undressing. The woman on the bed asked if Jane needed any help.

Jane responded,"Not yet. I don't know if this guy has any endurance."She said it smiling.

Here I was thinking that she was offering to facilitate Jane transfer her clothes…boy do I miss the obvious sometimes.

Jane took my hand and pulled me onto the bed. We fell together with our mouths sucking each other's tongue into an entanglement. I bit her bottom lip. A moan escaped her mouth.

I pushed her back. I kissed her neck. I nibbled on her ear. Which caused a reaction from her,"Remember prescript # 1"I had to turn back and guess what rule # 1 even was. Oh, that's right…. it's lust not sleep with. This was her subtle way to prompt me to have sex with her not be romantic. I changed my manoeuvre. I slid down between her legs. I began to lick her outer sass. I put my ovolo on her button gently pressing on it. She was already wet. I pushed my tongue into her. I licked her slit from top to bottom and back again. I nibbled on her vulva. I kissed the interior of her second joint. I raised her thighs up to gain respectable access to her womanhood. However, by doing that, it exposed her anal rosebud, which I licked also. This brought a gasp from her.

I felt her deal on my head, pushing my font deeper into her moist musky pussy. I gladly obliged. I began nibbling on her clit as my spit reached the top of her slit. Up and down I went with my tongue only stopping to nibble on the clit or lick her anal retentive opening.

She began moaning. I could feel her body begin to tense up. I looked up over her pelvis to see her eyes closed and her workforce balling up into fists. Her breathing became much shallower. Moaning was now almost continuous. My chin became wet from the delicious juice that her wanton sexual love hollow was expelling.

I added two fingers into her pussy. I curled them upwards. This got a wonderful reply from her."Oh, my gawd. You're gon na ca-ca me cu…cu…. cummmmmmmmm. Fuck, I'm cumming so hard. What the hell are you doing to me ?"

Both of her hands were now pulling on my whisker. She wasn't trying to get me to stop, she just didn't know what to do with her manpower during her orgasm.

I smiled to myself as I continued to figure out her.

She moved her branch so that they now wrapped around my head. She interlocked her ankle joint behind me, pulling my face into her. I continued to lick and go down on and nibble on her madam parts.

"OOOHHHH FUUUUCCCCKKKK. HEERREE WEE GOOOOO AAAGGGAAAIIINNN."Jane said loudly in an almost incoherent voice.

This loud sound made me thing of Vickie. Jane and Vickie were similar when they orgasmed.

Faintly, I could still hear Vickie continuing to orgasm.

former people were making their orgasmic crescendos heard throughout the house.

"catch ! PLEASE stay !"Jane begged.

I stopped. I got up and knelt between her stage. My cock was rock-hard and pointing towards the ceiling.

"NICE"was the voice of the other woman in the other bed.

I glanced over to her. She was alone, her partner had left.

Jane used her index digit to invite the former charwoman over to our bed.

As the other adult female got out of bed, Jane introduced her as Katrina. Jane suggested before I even put my cock into her that she wanted me on my dorsum so her and Katrina could ride me. Gladly, I obliged.

As we moved around on the bed, I felt a new set of manus on me. They were soft, small delicate hands with beautifully decorated nails.

"It seems that Jane approves of your viva voce science, may I have the Saami discourse ?"Katrina asked.

"Absolutely !"

As Katrina straddled my face, Jane was positioning herself over my pelvis using her hand to spread my pre-cum around the shaft for lubrication. I noticed that her pussy was completely shaven.

Katrina lowered her sex onto my face. Jane impaled herself on my hard turncock. They both began rocking back and forth. As I licked and licked Katrina she became wetter and wetter. I licked and nibbled on her well pronounced button. She began moaning.

Jane was bouncing up and down hard. I was trying to affect my hips upwards towards Jane, however being underneath two fair sex, the crusade was near impossible.

I kept licking Katrina. I reached up to seize her ass and spread those cute ass cheeks to have me entree to her puckered anal entranceway. She gasped when I laid my tongue on the entrance. I pushed my tongue as firmly as I could against the entrance, yet it did not permit me access.

Jane was now moaning loudly as she continued to recoil up and down on my manhood.

In my mind, I was really enjoying what was going on. For the first time since we have arrived at the party, I was no longer nervous about anything. I had also stopped worrying about what my wife was doing, or whom she was doing.

I kept licking Katrina. I heard her vocalism Begin to crackle as her moaning grew louder and louder.

I felt Jane inclination forward in what I assumed was a kiss from Katrina. Both of their bodies shifted their weight towards each other.

Katrina was the first to orgasm.

"OOOOHHHH MMMMYYYY GGGGAAAAWWWWDDDD !"

I felt her wetness news leak all over my face causing some of it to run down my face onto the crown of my shoulders.

As she was spasming, Jane also started her journeying through the way of life of ecstasy announcing,"FUCK ME, shtup ME, screwing ME !"

Jane's bouncing slowed down considerably to basically a grind on my pelvis.

Katrina also slowed down her grind to basically just sitting on my expression, suffocating me a bit. I had to force her forward a bit to tolerate more air to get to me. Don't get me ill-timed, I love eating pussy, but my body wanted air just a bit more.

I heard Katrina ask Jane if she could have some of my cock also. Jane agreed and moved herself off my mid-section only to collapse me a kiss on the cheek as Katrina moved to impale herself on me.

Jane whispered in my ear,"Darling, I'll celebrate sending in ladies until you beg me to stop."And she walked out of the room.

Katrina impaled herself on my still hard cock. She leaned down to me and began kissing me.

‘ normal # 1…. Rule # 1'kept going around in my head as she kissed me, passionately I might add.

I opened my mouthpiece and allowed her tongue entrance into my mouth. I moved my workforce up to her facial expression and began to cup her cheeks throwing Rule # 1 out the window.

Now, with only one woman on me, I was able to hurl my hips upwards poking Katrina with my putz on her downwardly thrust. We began to fuck in unison. As she was coming down, I was going up.

As we broke from the osculation, I pushed her up a little giving me access to her large breasts. In my head, I thought that they had to be at least double E's.

"Knock, knock…. Jane sent me back here. Are you almost done with him Kat ?"The voice at the doorway asked.

"No, not quite yet. Soon though"Katrina replied.

I was licking and sucking on Katrina's dresser like a newborn infant to its Mother.

I peered out of one eye and saw a heavier set woman who was playing with her own clit at the threshold watching Katrina and me.

I thought to myself that her watching us and playing with herself was sexy as hell.

I heard my wife once again screaming out in orgasmic splendor. Clearly, Vickie was having as lots fun as I was having.

"OH, MY FUCKING GAWD…. FUCK…FUCK…FUCK !"Katrina announced as she reached her crescendo.

As Katrina's orgasm relinquished, she began to breath normal again.

The new girl walked over to me and held out her script saying,"Hi, I'm Rebekah. May I ask a favor ?"

"Sure, almost anything you want."

"well, my lady friend always wants to do the wild-eyed thing. Occasionally, I just want to get fucked…. from behind. testament you do that ?"

Wait…. What…. Did she just say, ‘ her girlfriend'? ... ... Fuck me !

"Of form ! I'd be Sir Thomas More than well-chosen to do that."I respond with a big smile.

As Katrina rolled off me, Rebekah got on the bed with her pudgy ass up in the air.

I got up and moved in behind her. I reached down to her pussy to shit sure it was already wet, which it was. I moved closer putting my hard cock at her entree. I slid right into her. I went in all the way, my globe hitting the cushy fleshy part of her ass.

"Ah, now that's what I want."She said.

I began my thrusting with military force. Not really knowing her tolerance or doorstep for a hard fucking but not gentle and loving-like. I kept my speech rhythm in and out, over and over again. My work force grasped her rose hip. My balls were smacking her on each thrusting into her. I could find an enormous sum of wetness already.

"Gawd tinker's dam, she'll be jealous that she skipped tonight. hold until I tell her about you…. oh wait…. what's your name ?"She said to me giggling.

"Mark"

"Oops, surmisal I should have asked that before you stuck your gumshoe in me."

"Tell me Rebecca, how firmly should I go ?"

"I fucking bonk it hard. The harder the sound. Got It ?"She replied.

I began to hammer my cock into her wet pickle with all the military group I could summon. I had not cum yet, but I sensed that I may do so soon. As I held onto her hip, I noticed that her head was down, and she was quiet down, but her eubstance said something entirely different. She was having orgasm after orgasm, yet she made no stochasticity, none at all. She was the very first woman that I had ever had sex with that made no disturbance. No moaning. No talking. No cursing. NOTHING.

I kept the hard buffeting for quite a spell. I actually found it distracting that she made no racket. I reached up with one hand and grabbed the hair on the back of her head pulling it much like the reigns of a horse.

"Yes, lover ? You signaled ?"She said quite breathlessly.

"Um, you're quiet. Are you ok ?"I ask hesitantly.

"Oh, I'm fucking fabulous, please continue going."

I went right along with my pace pounding her well-lubricated vagina. My balls were covered in her juices. I could also feel her wetness on the front of my thighs.

We began to stool gurgling strait with my pistoning and her copious amount of money of wetness.

I kept going, harder and harder. I began to sense that my own bam may be close at hand.

In and out, over and over again.

"I'm gon na cum, really soon."I warned her.

"good, I want to feel you fill me up again."She said

Again ? I thought to myself. Now I'm really self-aware.

"OH GAWD, I'M GON NA CUM…I'M CUMMING…. OOOOHHHH FFFFUUUCCKKK1"I say rather loudly.

My body shot rope after ropemaker into Rebecca. I know it felt like a congius, but in world, it was only about 8-10 ropes of cum.

"Darling, you fuck wonderfully. I may just deliver to arrive back for indorsement later."Rebecca said to me as she was pulling away from my cock.

As Rebecca left the bedroom, I just sat there sated. I don't know how long I sat there, but when I came back to my senses, I got up and left the bedroom. I looked back at the bed and it had a monolithic wet stain on the plane. I smiled and walked away.

As I went down the hallway, I saw unlike people doing different things. A really Brigham Young gal, maybe 19 or 20 was trying to fit two guy's prick into her rima oris. I saw two bootleg guys DP'ing a slender redhead. I saw two separate duet in a 69 position. I even saw ‘ King John'having his way with some retirement aged woman.

Which led me to question where my wife might be. I didn't hear her.

As I turned the corner into the kitchen, there she was having a bottle of H2O. I noticed the time on the microwave oven. It read : 2:11.

Really ? I thought to myself.

"hi Sexy. Rehydrating, are you ?"I said to her grin.

"Um, yeah"she said swallowing her mouthful of water.

"Do you want to spiel some more than ?"I ask.

"No, I think I'm done for tonight at least."She says with a smiling on her typeface and a really red puffy pussy.

I lean down and kiss her tenderly.

I ask,"Where is Derrick and Shannon ? I never saw either of them."

"They left about an minute ago, but I saw Derrick. He came in and played with me right after John was done."

"Nice"I replied.

"Let's say our goodby and thank you to the King and world-beater and head home."

I agreed.

Vickie went over to King John, kissed him, thanked him and asked if we might be invited to another party. He said that until we are told otherwise the signaling would be for us as well.

I saw Queen Jane coming out of the bathroom with a towel around her and one wrapping her fuzz. I put my weapons system around her and kissed her. I thanked her for the invite and let her know that we had a marvellous clock time. I also thanked her for sending Rebecca.

"Well, I figured that since you fucked me and Katrina and had yet to cum, you might be nervous, so I sent in the C. H. Best fucker that we have here."Jane said smiling at me.

I whispered in Jane's ear,"Just how many guys did she have it away tonight ?"

"Well, I think just you and the early new guy. But he came and came and came like 5 metre she told me."

Jane kissed me again and whispered in my ear,"I get you first next time too !"

With that, I turned and walked away. As I headed towards the doorway, where Vickie was waiting for me, Katrina came over to me and asked if we'll be back again. I told her ‘ of course ’. She kissed my buttock and went over to power John Lackland who was finished with the erstwhile lady.

I kissed Vickie and began to open the doorway when Vickie asked,"You are going to put wearing apparel back on right hand ?"

Several people, including King John the Evangelist all laughed. I smiled. Feeling really at simpleness now with this group.

I went back to the bedroom where I was playing and put my clothes back on. When I returned to the nominal head threshold, Vickie was still waiting for me and chatting with Rebecca.

I kissed Rebekah on the face. She told Vickie and I that she had a wonderful time with me and would care another shot with me at the succeeding party. She kissed Vickie on the cheek, then me and went back to the political party group.

Knowing that several people had left already and there were still respective physical structure naked that people outside could see, we opened the door and left quickly.

Vickie and I walked arm in arm, like senior high school sweetie to our golf cart. We got in the handcart and headed back to our home.

When we got to the house, Vickie asked if I was hungry.

"Famished"as it occurred to me that we had nothing to eat since the house part of the party.

"Good, I need a good licking."

We went inside. We both dropped our clothes at the front doorway. I walked her into the kitchen. I picked her up and sat her on the counter before I got a dining elbow room death chair to put in front of her for me to sit on. Vickie always liked when I got the dining room chair because it meant that I wasn't in a hurry.

As I sat down, her peg were already parted, and I pushed my nuzzle deep into her already wet pussy. I always loved the olfactory property of my gorgeous married woman. I began kissing her vulva. I nibbled on her outer mouth ; kissed her clit ; sucked the wetness out of the interior. I licked from the top of the slit all the way down to her anal orifice. I spent various minutes licking her over and over. She began moaning. Her wetness was flowing freely considering all the play she had in the yesteryear few hours.

While I was licking her, I reached around with my right hired hand to begin rubbing her clit that now extended outside of its hood. With my wife, as with many char, the clit is the ‘ GO'button for intimate desire. I did small circles around the clit, poking it directly every so often.

Vickie started moaning continuously. Almost with each breath, which was stuttered at best, she became more vocal. As her upheaval went up so did her volume.

She crossed her legs behind my head, just the way I like. She leaned back resting her backrest and head on the storage locker. She used her hands to stabilise herself on the countertop ( she fell off it once and nearly broke something…but that is for another clip to assure ).

I took my former hand and put two fingers into her palm tree up. I began making come-hither motility with the fingers. This movement put my paw directly on her G-spot with me rubbing it continuously. Between circling her clit and rubbing her G-spot she was approaching orgasmic heaven. Her wetness began discharge flowing. At this breaker point she was nearly screaming.

"OH, FUCK Saint Mark, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, MARK I LOVE YOU, ass, FUCK, screw, FFUUCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK !"

All through her gigantic orgasm I just kept up my licking of her slit. My face was covered with her orgasmic woman juice and it tasted rattling. The more I licked the more she came.

Then it happened. Her pussy pushed out an orgasmic rush that shot over my nous landing on the floor behind my hot seat. The cum fount was arched over my head. As it started to go down, it hit me in the forehead and worked a steady watercourse down to my lips, which I parted gladly trying to catch as much in my mouthpiece as possible.

"sign, you are the only one who seems to know how to take in me do that ! Gawd, I love you !"

"I love you too !"I replied smiling all the time with her juice dripping from my face.

As I kept licking and sucking her delicious pussy, she kept cumming and cumming. Her crescendo kept being announced by her almost repeatedly. As one reached its tip, I could feel her body spasming in preparedness for another climax.

By the time my tongue was beginning to tire out, I glance at the clock on the microwave oven. It read : 6:55am.

I asked her if she really wanted me to fake some food for thought for us. She declined saying that maybe just a roll of cereal would do. I grabbed two cereal stadium, the box of Froot closed circuit, the Milk and two spoon and headed over to the dining way mesa. She poured the cereal and milk as I went to get our wearing apparel from the front doorway. I took them down to the clothes hamper in our bedroom, emptying our pockets on the vanity first.

I went back to the dining room. Vickie had my pipe bowl just the way I like it, full of Milk, not just a splash of milk the way she likes it. No, I want my cereal to drown in the Milk River.

Without saying a word, we both gobbled our cereal down. We each poured ourselves a second helping of cereal. This is when we began talking, as Derrick and Claude Shannon suggested.

We learned a lot about each other, stuff and nonsense that we had never discussed.

I let her go first. She told me about the 5 guy wire she fucked. Riley B King whoremaster, Derrick, another black guy named Sly, and two early white guy wire she didn't even remember their epithet, not that it mattered. She only gave one cock sucking, that was to Martin Luther King Jr. John the Evangelist. She said that she felt corresponding once someone sunk their pecker into her, they were looking around trying to settle on whom to pounce on next. She told me that only King John and Derrick even tried to make her cum intentionally. The other three guys were all fine, but they were more into how many can they fuck rather than enjoying the experience. She did ask me if Jane mentioned her sis Jennifer, her twin sister.

I'm certain I sat there with my mouth open.

"No, I never heard a peep about any sister of Jane's, counterpart or otherwise."

"wellspring, she said that Jennifer only comes to about 4 a class as those are the vacation that her x-husband has their child. She should be at the grace party."Vickie told me.

She went on to say that all three gallon that I was with told her they wanted a second chance with me. Specifically, Jane and Katrina went on and on about my sex skills.

I felt a bit chagrined.

Vickie said she met the other new couple. A dentist and his ‘ trophy'wife. blond hair, big dummy, about half the guys age ( she suspected he was 40-ish and her no older than 21 ). Vickie also said that his trophy wife told her that he loaded up on Viagra, taking double the amount he normally does. This explained why Rebecca said that he came like 5 metre, I told Vickie. She was amazed saying that he was playing Russian roulette with that much Viagra. I just shrugged and said,"Its his lifespan, just trust the life insurance policy is paid up for his trophy wife."

I told her about all three cleaning woman. I did let to retract my master perceptions of Jane. While she was still just regular and plain looking, she could have it away like a porn star. I told her that although I had no certain approximation of time, it felt like her and I went at it for about 2+ hours before Katrina added herself to the mix.

"Yeah, they laughed at having you pinned down. One on your case one on your cock. They both told her it was ‘ wanted'to see you try to thrust your cock deeper into Jane while Katrina kept grinding her pussy on your face."

She went on to say that she would care to do a DP with me and King toilet. She's wanted a DP for a while and until tonight she really didn't feel well-off suggesting another guy. She also made acknowledgment that being with Derrick, was her very first black guy. Somehow, I never thought about that. Not that it mattered, but as I listened to her talk about how Derrick treated her it dawned on me that I had never been with a fatal woman either.

We both agreed that once we were into the actual event all nervousness disappeared. She also suggested that maybe John/Jane or Derrick/Shannon would come over one night for a buck private political party at our home. I thought that was a spectacular idea.

I told her that the approximation of Jane and Jennifer got me interested. I was sure that it is my own deprave thinking that twin sis played with each early, but a guy can fantasize right ?

The next three weeks went by very fast. Till one morning I was leaving the subdivision only to see the swing re-appear on the tree with a pilgrim and an Red Indian on it. Guess we know the next party musical theme !

Thank you for reading the story. Please leave me comments ( good or bad ) to let me know how you felt about the chronicle ... ... ..Thanks, PABLO DIABLO