The golf shot

By : PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

capital of Seychelles and I moved into a gated community very near to Walter Elias Disney humankind in the Orlando area various years ago. We moved here from the Midwest following my transfer due to a promotion at work.

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

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

When we moved here, we did all the usual thing with the kids : Disney, Universal, SeaWorld, and all the other paper Rosa Parks 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 very much. I'm more of a summercater guy. I love my Miami Dolphins. I became a big fan during the former Dan Marino years. Of grade, verity be told, my don had me watching the Dolphins back in the solar day of Larry Czonka, Jim Kiick, Larry Little, and Mercury Morris. He took majuscule superbia in the ‘ tailfin and maybe that is where my love for the Dolphins really started, but I was a huge fan of Dan Marini right from the beginning. That's where I say my love for the Dolphins began.

We have lots of fun with our tiddler. 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 day taking division for welding and metallic element framework. All three are working hard and are doing well. The two in college chose competing schools. One goes to Florida and the other goes to Sunshine State State. They just love competing when those two schools hybridization path, however it is a friendly contention as they are brothers.

Our third son really was never very good in school, but he was neat with his handwriting. 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, zip wrong with that as I am one too.

Our youngest son is now a senior in high school. Really hasn't indicated what he wants to do. He's a thoroughly athlete but his grades are marginal, so he may or may not get any learnedness crack, we'll just take to wait it out.

One of the things that we noticed immediately about our subdivision, was a heavy low-hanging Live Oak Tree by the front end gate. As a tree diagram climber in class schooling, I thought about all the fun I would have had climbing a tree such as that.

After while we found ourselves going to mixers and political party with others from the community. At one such mixer, Vickie and I were approached by a duo that clearly was in their 50's. They introduced themselves as Saint John the Apostle and Jane. Attractive couple. He's an advertising administrator and she's a teacher at a local college. They invited us to their following holiday political party, Halloween. Since the actual day of Hallowe'en fell on a Wednesday their political party was scheduled to be the Saturday before Hallowe'en.

Vickie agreed almost as soon as they offered the invite. She whispered in my ear that she thought Gospel According to John was hot ! Well, she was right, but I thought that his wife, Jane, was unmistakable looking. We exchanged headphone numbers pool. St. John the Apostle said he would be in touch in a couple of days.

When I got home from work Tuesday evening, Vickie told me that John had called earlier in the day. She was excited. She went on to narrate me that there would be two parties. The category friendly early political party, and the adult-only later party. The former party would begin at 6pm and run until 9pm. The adult-only political party would begin at 10pm and run until people leave. The household favorable party would be alcohol free and the adult-after party would be spread bar, but you would be asked to leave if you start showing signs of insobriety or just being an asshole ( this made me laugh ).

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

"Hello, this is Mark."

"Hi scrape, this is Jane, we met the other night at the mixer."

"Yes, of grade I remember you. How are affair ?"

"They're fine. I called to tell you about the party Saturday night."

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

"Yes, I know that. However, my theatrical role is to explain the adult-only political party. Do you consume a few bit to chat ?"

"Absolutely."I replied.

"Wonderful. So, let me tell you first that there are some rule to the adult-only political party. linguistic rule one : There is alcohol, but moderation is the key. I'm sure he explained that drunkenness or just being an son of a bitch would get you booted. convention two : Since we have a large pool and a ten-person hot tub swimming is available. ruler three : We expect everyone to process everyone else with respect. No thank you simply means no. Fourth and final ruler : This party is designed to be fun and sex. We will not put up drugs of any variety. If you or your married woman violate any of these rules, you will be walked out and never invited to any future tense parties. Are there any questions about the party ?"Jane said.

"No"

She went on to let me be intimate about the signaling when there is a party scheduled. Their sign would be a child's swing hanging from the big Live Oak tree by the front gate. That indicated that the Saturday night of the following hebdomad a party is scheduled. The form sitting on the vacillation will describe the theme of the party. For model, she explained that the manikin has a Halloween costume with a plastic pumpkin in its hand. masses not invited think that its cute and for the kids. While the ones invited know the pernicious computer code that is being told.

I thought that the swing was genius. Nice décor for the kids and an unspoken message to the guest.

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

She laughed at my question. She paused and said,"make the connection Mark. grownup party, a jive"

I sat there thinking. A long intermission. Then it hit me, like a thunderbolt of lightning.

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

"Are you and your wife ok with that ? We're not trying to make anyone uncomfortable. These parties are just for fun. No play of any kind. Of grade, since you have put 2 and 2 together, I should severalise you that the second company will be clothing optional. We are expecting about 40 or so citizenry, we still have a couple of non-committals due to work obligations."

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

"Of course of study, my dear. address either myself of John."

She hung up.

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

"How did you suspect ?"I asked her.

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

Our immature son asked if he could expend the weekend with one of his supporter. We readily agreed.

After the talk about the party, 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 force to disrobing me.

I was shocked. Vickie and I have had a howling marriage, yet we had moved into the same rut in the bedroom. We love each other, no inquiry asked, yet our intimate clock time had become routine and well…. flat.

In my psyche, John had lit a flaming in Vickie. A fire that I was going to harvest the benefits of.

Vickie always gave wondrous blowjob. Her oral science are improve than any other woman that I had ever been with in my life. Sexually speaking, Vickie was dynamite in a small-scale package. Lite the fuzee and she will detonate her sex all over you ! Clearly, the idea of John Lackland lit the fuse.

As I quickly became au naturel, Vickie took my raise cock into her rima oris and began her viva voce violation on my manhood. She swallowed my stallion manhood pushing me past her gag instinctive reflex into her throat. It took a vast campaign not to explode in her throat right hand from the start. I cupped her nerve and began fucking her mouth, feeling my steel-hard shaft moving in and out of her throat. I heard her gulping air as my shaft withdrew from her pharynx. Her centre welled up. snot and big measure of spit came out and dribbled down her face and onto my cock.

It really didn't take all that long to receive my first coming. Thankfully, my married woman loves the gustatory modality of a man's cum in her mouth. I warned her that I was approaching the detail of no rejoinder. She just smiled and winked at me. I was so horny by this time that when I erupted into her waiting sass, I shot roach after rope. This by far was so much better than the monotonous rut that we had fallen into with our lovemaking.

After being spent, I withdrew my deflating cock from her sassing. I knew it was clock 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 stage and kissed my way down to her fair sex from her chest to her slit.

Vickie was never shy about making sound in bed during our intimate prison term. Today was no different. While I knew that our son happened to be in the sign, he could most likely hear my wife. We never tried to be screen about our passion for each other. We both felt that sex, lovemaking, and lust are unspoiled matter. We wanted all our boys to grow up with healthy attitude about sex ; about how to properly treat fair sex ; and about the remainder between love and lust. Vickie would explicate to each of our boys that a relationship was more about trust than anything else. If you can't trust your partner, then the relationship is dead.

I love my wife. She speaks her mind. She's beautiful. She's confident. She's the best individual that I could ever lie with. She is certainly my dependable half.

As I performed my own oral Assault on her pussy, her moan grew a bit louder as my natural language did its job. I licked her puss from the clit down to her ass and back up again several times. Each lick made her pussy bedwetter and surfactant. I happily sucked in the woman succus that her dear kettle of fish was expelling. I could feel her wetness begin running down my Chin, dripping off my face onto our sheets.

As I kept licking her, Vickie wrapped her legs around my head and interlocked her mortise joint over my shoulder joint sword. I felt her hands forcefully push the spinal column of my head into her wanton wet womanhood. Her juices were really flowing. Clearly, John had lit the fuse. I didn't even think about what she may or may not give birth been imagining in her head. I only cared about pleasing my gorgeous wife.

She arched her back. Her unharmed body tensed up. The lock on my head from both her hands and her human knee was just short-change of abominable. Her breathing became virtually non-existent. Then the big orgasm happened. She shot out more orgasmic juice than I have ever encountered with Vickie in our year of man and wife. I could not bolt it fast enough. Her sexual climax expelled her wetness a great deal like a fountain. We had seen porn videos of women having squirting orgasms, but until that moment Vickie had never had one of her own.

John had really lit the fuse.

We continued with our love life devising for a couple of hours. 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 professorship. We found a passion we had not experienced in quite a while.

As we finally began to regain our sensation, Vickie and I went to our bedroom shower together to houseclean up. Again, inside of the exhibitor, we made bang one Thomas More prison term. To me at least, it almost felt like we were teenager who just discovered sex for the first fourth dimension, 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. Such is lifetime, there will be more in a few second, I said to myself.

As we were drying our wet naked consistency off, I commented on how often 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 skills were quite the upswing from our usual."

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

"Then why the increase ?"She asked.

"Don't really know. Maybe I was just trying to keep up with your passion, you are thinking of John."

"Are you worried ? Do you cerebrate something will happen ?"Vickie asked in a good tone.

"No…. well, not really….um…. we've never done anything like this before. for certain, there was that guy from my oeuvre that you fancied that we invited over that one dark. Then again, you responded by inviting your friend over, what was her figure Laura ? So, we could have another trio. Both of those nights were wonderful, but we've never been in a great mathematical group before. I'm neural. neural about my performance. aflutter about seeing you with all those possible cooperator. Nervous worrying that someone will catch your eye. I'm sure that I'm just overthinking this, but I don't want to obstruct you or myself. I certainly don't want this party to interpose in any way with our lives."I said in a heartfelt manner.

"dear, you are the light of my world. You rock me ! No one else is going to ‘ view my eye ’. How about we do this, we go to the initiatory party. Meet some people. Try to make friends and see how it goes. If we aren't easy, we'll just leave at the end of the first-class honours degree party. I think I'll shout Saint John the Apostle and ask if he could bring in us to another twosome that we can sit quietly with and ask interrogative without disrupting the first party. Does that sound OK with you ?"

"Yes dear. I think that would probably assuage my fears."I said, feeling a bit Thomas More sureness.

Over the next yoke of days, I had truly forgotten about my concern about the Saturday dark company. I focused more on our costumes. Something sexy, but not too sexy. Easily obliterable if we chose to stay for the second party.

Vickie asked about a ‘ Catholic school girl'outfit. She offered that I could be the ‘ naughty priest ’. I liked the idea. Her wearing a curtly plaid bird and a white long sleeve dress shirt. She even had the black shiny Mary Jane shoes. Her outfit would be complete.

My own outfit was rather bare. My contraband cashmere jacket. A black farseeing sleeve dress shirt. Shirley Temple Black dress pants and my wearing apparel shoes. I would cut a piece of T. H. White composition board to imprint the priest collar. I decided to not use a tumid crisscross that I had in our jewellery box. Since this was going to be our maiden party, I didn't want to insult anyone or their religious beliefs.

By the prison term the party rolled around, I was feeling relaxed about the completely thing.

That was until I saw how sexy my wife looked in her catholic schooling little girl uniform. Brittney Spears might have made millions doing her music picture in the same outfit, but my wife looked 100 sentence sexier.

She flirted with me showing she had her expensive white silk panties on underneath the skirt.

Yes, my wife certainly knows how to crowd the male hormone clit. hell, she wasn't pushing it, she was clubbing it with a hammer.

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

As I was tying my dress shoes, Vickie came into the bedroom. She asked,"What's on your judgment honey ?"

"I'm just getting aflutter again."

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

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

As we headed into our garage, we climbed into our ‘ neighborhood golf pushcart ’. near everyone in the arm had their own golf cart. It made getting around the neighborhood practically easier.

Gospel According to John and Jane's house was at the end of a cul-de-sac. It was clearly the great home in the subdivision. Out movement of it was maybe a c golf handcart. They were lined up neatly against the curb in the street. The drive built for four car held about 12-15 golf go-cart. Even some of the neighbor's driveways held several golf carts. We parked our cart between one that looked like it was a black Mercedes and another that was pulverise blue. Vickie giggled about the Mercedes golf cart.

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

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

John and Jane were mingling with other guests.

St. John the Apostle spotted us first. He worked his way over and welcomed us. He asked us to postdate him as he had a duo, he wanted us to fulfil. Derrick and Shannon. They were an interracial duo and one of the original couples that helped Gospel According to John and Jane develop the adult party.

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

"Derrick will you and Shannon spend time with grade and Vickie. I think that they are really anxious about the other party."John Lackland explained.

All of us shook manpower, Shannon leaned into Vickie giving her a peck on the cheek.

Derrick started,"Mark why don't we find an out of the way place, so we can talk, and you can ask all the inquiry 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 counter board loaded a couple of report plates. They stopped to get a duad of red solo cupful full of some red punch-like drink.

When the peeress came over to where Derrick and I were sitting, Vickie sat next to me and Claude E. 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 concern 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 couple of trinity, but they were always in our own home. The sheer number of citizenry John and Jane told us that were invited gets me nervous."I said.

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

"wellspring no. That's just one of several. Another one would be will I be able-bodied to palm seeing all the guy cable lining up to bring with Vickie."

Claude Elwood Shannon and Derrick began laughing out loud, not just chuckling but literal belly laughs.

Derrick said,"Dude, do you think that no early guy has that like exact worry about their beautiful wife ? hell on earth, even many cleaning lady have that like inquietude about seeing their good-looking husband being played with by some young hot sexually active woman ? It's a natural apprehension. Heck, I was really interest about Shannon having her fill of black bozo and not being interested in me when we got home. Yet, it didn't work out that way. In fact, she was even more matter to when we got dwelling that get-go night."

Claude Shannon added,"May we give you a pair pieces of advice ?"

"Of course !"Vickie added.

"There are three things we suggest. First, call back this is lust…. not love. moment, when you leave here and go dwelling, you MUST be familiar with each other to reassure each former that it was just caper and not something more. one-third, and probably most important…. talk. lecture about what you saw. Talk about how you felt. utter about something that excited you. let the cat out of the bag about everything and anything you can recall intellection, seeing, doing, or hoping for. Do not leave anything out. This life-style, even with only casual involvement can have damage to your family relationship. Don't let that happen."Derrick advised.

Claude Elwood Shannon now addressed Vickie,"Hun, don't you have any vexation ?"

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

"You're probably correct. I didn't really begin to unbend my first time until I came. I was so skittish about doing guy that weren't black. Until these parties I had never been with a Edward D. White guy, or a Spanish American guy, or an Asiatic. All through high schooling and college I only dated Negroid guys. So, a Edward D. White guy scared the hell out of me."Shannon told us.

It looked like the party was beginning to dilute out. Many of the twosome that had brought their kids were either gone or heading for the door.

Derrick added,"By the way, I'm pretty for certain John the Evangelist and Jane expect to play 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 certain John noticed you. As much as you want to do him."I replied.

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

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

She also added,"crisscross, I'll be more than happy to avail relieve your worries."

Derrick and Shannon suggested that we head to a john to get cleaned up and do any business during the lag time between party. Derrick also suggested to motivate our golf cart closer to the sign if they didn't park in the driveway or right field 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 troupe ?"Jane asked with a sly smile.

"Um, sure."

We left the star sign, before I walked out the strawman 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 cart mitt in hand.

Her rig was that of a Queen, like the queen mole rat of England. John's costume was her partner…. The King.

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

"Are you a practiced mug"Jane asked.

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

I barely got the countersign out of my lip before I felt her spit in my lip. 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 book binding. Her clench was forceful, yet not hurting.

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

"No, not really."

"well, you are. If you can do even one-half as good as you kiss, you will be one of the most pop new masses at the party."She said.

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

We got into the golf game cart and drove it back to the driveway. There was plenty of quad in the driveway now that so many others had left. All the way to the driveway, Jane rested her handwriting on my second joint, rubbing it gently. Of course, my cock responded stirring beneath my blackened apparel slacks.

As I parked the golf cart, she gave my curing peter a little squeeze.

"My, my you are a big boy."She said to me licking her back talk 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 nothing about either you or your husband."

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

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

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

"Wow, small world."

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

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

"fountainhead, I'm worried about a couple of matter. Now, don't get me haywire, Derrick and Shannon did a whole lot of explaining things, but I'm worried that I will either embarrass my beautiful wife or worse 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 Gospel According to John. I don't know what it is, but he has lit her fire."I said.

"fountainhead, that is certainly a reasonable worry. We have seen one or two couples that their love for each other was not inviolable to begin with. Usually, when one partner is only ‘ going along'for the happiness of the other partner that is what causes issues. Now, if you and your lovely wife have a warm wedlock with lots of intimate sessions, then this party will only enhance not tear down your kinship. This party can turn a gateway to living out recondite fantasies without any worry about whom you're going home with."Jane answered.

Yet she went on to say,"Of course I've experience jealousy. Have you even looked at my stunning husband ? He walks around exuding sexuality. The first gear span of meter I was really intimidated and worried that lavatory would detect someone else better than me. But it didn't happen. Our marriage is between us. Sharing each early is something all together different. He knows whom I play with and I know the Lapp about him. What advice did Derrick, and Shannon give you two ?"

"Um, three dominion. Let me see if I can remember them. # 1 this is crave not love. # 2 When the party is over, and we go home, we must be insinuate. # 3 Talk, talk, talk about everything we saw, we felt, we enjoyed…talk about it all. Leave zip out."I said worrying that I might forget one of the rules.

"Ah, Derrick and Claude E. Shannon have helped Sir Thomas More span here than any other couple. That is why John introduced you and your married woman to them. Now, if you're willing, I would enjoy for you to come inside and make love me."Jane said in a issue of fact tone.

"Absolutely."

"lav 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 sign of the zodiac. The house looked a lot expectant with about 1/3 of the people in it. The first gear thing I noticed was Derrick fucking this beautiful redhead and Shannon getting double teamed by two white guys.

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

Jane let go of my helping hand and walked over to the bed. She gently grabbed her married man's face and kissed him passionately. When they broke from the kiss, she leaned down and whisper 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 bedroom was another duo using one of the queen-size bed. The other bed was empty. Jane began to divest. I followed courtship by removing my own clothes. The other distich stopped to watch Jane and I undressing. The woman on the bed asked if Jane needed any supporter.

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 help Jane move out 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 early's natural language into an entanglement. I bit her tooshie lip. A moan escaped her mouth.

I pushed her back. I kissed her neck. I nibbled on her ear. Which caused a response from her,"Remember Rule # 1"I had to kibosh and think what rule # 1 even was. Oh, that's right…. it's lust not love. This was her subtle way to remind me to birth sex with her not be romantic. I changed my tactics. I slid down between her legs. I began to lick her tabu sass. I put my thumb on her clit gently pressing on it. She was already wet. I pushed my natural language into her. I licked her slit from top to bottom and back again. I nibbled on her vulva. I kissed the inside of her second joint. I raised her thighs up to gain serious access to her muliebrity. However, by doing that, it exposed her anal retentive rosebud, which I licked also. This brought a pant from her.

I felt her hands on my head, pushing my face deeper into her moist musky kitty-cat. I gladly obliged. I began nibbling on her button as my spit reached the top of her slit. Up and down I went with my glossa only stopping to nibble on the clit or work out her anal retentive opening.

She began moaning. I could feel her dead body begin to tense up. I looked up over her pelvis to see her eyes closed and her hands balling up into clenched fist. Her external respiration became much shallower. Moaning was now almost continuous. My chin became wet from the delicious juice that her wanton passion yap was expelling.

I added two fingers into her slit. I curled them upwards. This got a wonderful response from her."Oh, my gawd. You're gon na create me cu…cu…. cummmmmmmmm. roll in the hay, I'm cumming so hard. What the the pits are you doing to me ?"

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

I smiled to myself as I continued to cream her.

She moved her pegleg so that they now wrapped around my head. She interlocked her ankles behind me, pulling my face into her. I continued to drub and suck in and piece on her madam parts.

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

This garish phone made me thing of Vickie. Jane and Vickie were similar when they orgasmed.

Faintly, I could still listen Vickie continuing to orgasm.

Other citizenry were making their orgasmic crescendos heard throughout the house.

"stop ! PLEASE STOP !"Jane begged.

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

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

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

Jane used her forefinger finger's breadth to invite the other char over to our bed.

As the other char got out of bed, Jane introduced her as Katrina. Jane suggested before I even put my shaft into her that she wanted me on my rachis so her and Katrina could depend upon me. Gladly, I obliged.

As we moved around on the bed, I felt a new set of hands on me. They were piano, pocket-size delicate custody with beautifully decorated nails.

"It seems that Jane approves of your oral skill, may I have the Saami treatment ?"Katrina asked.

"Absolutely !"

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

Katrina lowered her sex onto my face. Jane impaled herself on my hard cock. 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 clit. She began moaning.

Jane was bouncing up and down hard. I was trying to move my hips upwards towards Jane, however being underneath two adult female, the movement was near impossible.

I kept licking Katrina. I reached up to grab her ass and spread those cute ass cheeks to give me access to her puckered anal entrance. 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 allow me access.

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

In my mind, I was really enjoying what was going on. For the starting time sentence since we have arrived at the party, I was no longer queasy 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 forte and louder.

I felt Jane thin 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 leak all over my fount causing some of it to run down my buttock onto the tops of my shoulders.

As she was spasming, Jane also started her journey through the course of ecstasy announcing,"shag ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME !"

Jane's bouncing slowed down considerably to basically a mill on my hip.

Katrina also slowed down her swot to basically just sitting on my face, suffocating me a bit. I had to drive her forward a bit to allow more air to get to me. Don't get me wrongfulness, I love eating pussy, but my soundbox wanted air just a bit more.

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

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

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

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

I opened my mouth and allowed her spit entryway into my mouth. I moved my bridge player up to her human face and began to cup her cheeks throwing dominion # 1 out the window.

Now, with only one woman on me, I was able to thrust my hips upwards poking Katrina with my putz on her downwards poke. We began to have it away in unison. As she was coming down, I was going up.

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

"knocking, knock…. Jane sent me back here. Are you almost done with him Kat ?"The spokesperson at the threshold asked.

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

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

I peered out of one eye and saw a gravid 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 a great deal 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 little girl walked over to me and held out her paw saying,"Hi, I'm Rebecca. May I ask a favor ?"

"Sure, almost anything you want."

"Well, my lady friend always wants to do the romantic thing. Occasionally, I just want to get fucked…. from behind. Will you do that ?"

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

"Of course ! I'd be more than happy to do that."I respond with a big smile.

As Katrina rolled off me, Rebecca 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 pass water sure enough it was already wet, which it was. I moved closer putting my backbreaking cock at her entrance. I slid right into her. I went in all the way, my formal hitting the cushy fleshy part of her ass.

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

I began my thrusting with forcefulness. Not really knowing her tolerance or threshold for a knockout fuck but not gentle and loving-like. I kept my rhythm in and out, over and over again. My hands grasped her rosehip. My balls were smacking her on each thrust into her. I could feel an enormous amount of wetness already.

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

"fool"

"Oops, guess I should have asked that before you stuck your prick in me."

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

"I fucking jazz it concentrated. The harder the beneficial. Got It ?"She replied.

I began to pound my peter into her wet hole with all the force-out I could muster up. I had not cum yet, but I sensed that I may do so soon. As I held onto her hips, I noticed that her brain was down, and she was restrained, but her body said something entirely different. She was having orgasm after orgasm, yet she made no haphazardness, none at all. She was the very for the first time woman that I had ever had sex with that made no stochasticity. No moaning. No talking. No cursing. NOTHING.

I kept the unvoiced hammer for quite a while. I actually found it distracting that she made no noise. I reached up with one hand and grabbed the hairsbreadth on the back of her brain pulling it much like the sovereignty of a horse.

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

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

"Oh, I'm fucking fabulous, delight keep going."

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

We began to make gurgling sounds with my pistoning and her copious amount of wetness.

I kept going, harder and harder. I began to smell that my own eruption 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 replete 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 gal, but in reality, it was only about 8-10 circle of cum.

"darling, you fuck wonderfully. I may just have to issue forth back for seconds later."Rebecca said to me as she was pulling away from my cock.

As Rebekah 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 sleeping room. I looked back at the bed and it had a massive wet stain on the plane. I smiled and walked away.

As I went down the hall, I saw different people doing dissimilar things. A really immature gal, maybe 19 or 20 was trying to fit two guy's cocks into her lip. I saw two blacken bozo DP'ing a slender redhead. I saw two separate couples in a 69 position. I even saw ‘ King Saint John'having his way with some retirement aged woman.

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

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

Really ? I thought to myself.

"Hello Sexy. Rehydrating, are you ?"I said to her smiling.

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

"Do you need to play some Sir Thomas More ?"I ask.

"No, I think I'm done for tonight at least."She says with a smile on her expression 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 hour ago, but I saw Derrick. He came in and played with me right after John the Evangelist was done."

"Nice"I replied.

"Let's say our goodbyes and thank you to the King and king and header home."

I agreed.

Vickie went over to King St. John the Apostle, kissed him, thanked him and asked if we might be invited to another company. He said that until we are tell apart otherwise the sign would be for us as well.

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

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

I whispered in Jane's ear,"Just how many Guy did she make love tonight ?"

"wellspring, I think just you and the former new guy. But he came and came and came like 5 times she told me."

Jane kissed me again and whispered in my ear,"I get you first future 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 of action ’. She kissed my cheek and went over to tycoon can who was finished with the older lady.

I kissed Vickie and began to afford the door when Vickie asked,"You are going to put wearing apparel back on rightfield ?"

Several hoi polloi, including King trick all laughed. I smiled. Feeling really at informality now with this group.

I went back to the bedroom where I was playing and put my dress back on. When I returned to the front room access, Vickie was still waiting for me and chatting with Rebekah.

I kissed Rebecca on the impudence. She told Vickie and I that she had a wonderful time with me and would care another slam with me at the next party. She kissed Vickie on the impudence, then me and went back to the party group.

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

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

When we got to the sign of the zodiac, Vickie asked if I was hungry.

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

"good, I need a right licking."

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

As I sat down, her stage were already parted, and I pushed my poke recondite into her already wet cunt. I always loved the smell of my gorgeous wife. I began kissing her vulva. I nibbled on her proscribed lips ; 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 retentive first step. I spent respective minutes licking her over and over. She began moaning. Her wetness was flowing freely considering all the play she had in the past tense few minute.

While I was licking her, I reached around with my right helping hand to begin rubbing her clit that now extended exterior of its lens hood. With my wife, as with many women, the clit is the ‘ GO'button for sexual 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 excitement went up so did her volume.

She crossed her wooden leg behind my headspring, just the way I like. She leaned back resting her back and head on the cabinet. She used her hands to steady herself on the countertop ( she fell off it once and nearly broke something…but that is for another time to tell ).

I took my other hand and put two finger into her thenar up. I began making come-hither motion with the fingers. This movement put my manus 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 free flowing. At this detail she was nearly screaming.

"OH, FUCK mug, OH shag, OH FUCK, MARK I love life YOU, FUCK, fuck, FUCK, FFUUCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK !"

All through her gigantic coming I just kept up my licking of her slit. My brass was covered with her orgasmic char succus and it tasted rattling. The more I licked the more she came.

Then it happened. Her pussy pushed out an orgasmic hurry that barb over my question landing on the floor behind my hot seat. The cum fountain was arched over my head. As it started to wane, it hit me in the os frontale and worked a steady stream down to my lips, which I parted gladly trying to catch as a lot in my mouth as possible.

"Mark, you are the only one who seems to be intimate how to make me do that ! Gawd, I love you !"

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

As I kept licking and sucking her delicious kitty, she kept cumming and cumming. Her crescendo kept being announced by her almost repeatedly. As one reached its peak, I could feel her trunk spasming in preparation for another climax.

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

I asked her if she really wanted me to cook some food for us. She declined saying that maybe just a bowl of cereal would do. I grabbed two food grain trough, the box of Froot Loops, the Milk River and two spoons and headed over to the dining room mesa. She poured the cereal and milk as I went to get our wearing apparel from the front threshold. I took them down to the clothes hamper in our sleeping room, emptying our air pocket on the chest of drawers first.

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

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

We learned a lot about each other, block that we had never discussed.

I let her go first. She told me about the 5 guy she fucked. King trick, Derrick, another blackness guy named Sly, and two other blank guys she didn't even think back their names, not that it mattered. She only gave one blowjob, that was to King lavatory. She said that she felt like once mortal sunk their dick into her, they were looking around trying to resolve on whom to pounce on future. She told me that only Rex toilet and Derrick even tried to urinate her cum intentionally. The former three bozo 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 sister Jennifer, her twin sister.

I'm sure enough I sat there with my mouth open.

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

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

She went on to say that all three gals 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 embarrassed.

Vickie said she met the other new duet. A dentist and his ‘ trophy'wife. Blonde hair, big boobs, 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 sildenafil, taking double up the sum he normally does. This explained why Rebekah said that he came like 5 times, I told Vickie. She was amazed saying that he was playing Russian roulette with that much Viagra. I just shrugged and said,"Its his biography, just hope the life insurance is paid up for his trophy wife."

I told her about all three char. I did have to retract my master copy perceptions of Jane. While she was still just unconstipated and plain looking, she could fuck like a porno star. I told her that although I had no certain musical theme 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 face one on your shaft. They both told her it was ‘ valued'to see you try to throw your cock deeper into Jane while Katrina kept grinding her pussy on your face."

She went on to say that she would like to do a DP with me and business leader lavatory. She's wanted a DP for a patch and until tonight she really didn't tone comfortable suggesting another guy. She also made mention that being with Derrick, was her very firstly 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 Negro woman either.

We both agreed that once we were into the literal event all nervousness disappeared. She also suggested that maybe John/Jane or Derrick/Shannon would come over one dark for a individual company at our family. I thought that was a spectacular idea.

I told her that the idea of Jane and Jennifer got me occupy. I was sure that it is my own reprobate thinking that twin sisters played with each other, but a guy can fantasize right ?

The adjacent three weeks went by very fast. Till one morning I was leaving the section only to see the swing re-appear on the tree with a Pilgrim Father and an American-Indian language on it. guess we know the next party paper !

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