The golf shot

By : PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2018

capital of Seychelles and I moved into a gated residential area very near to Disney World in the Orlando area several yr ago. We moved here from the Midwest following my transferral due to a promotion at work.

I work for a nationally known elevator company and my beautiful wife, Victoria Falls ( Vickie for curt ) is an RN that works in a doctor's office.

We are a blended folk with both of us having tiddler from anterior man and wife.

When we moved here, we did all the usual matter with the kids : Walter Elias Disney, universal proposition, SeaWorld, and all the other topic ballpark that are in and around Orlando. Yes, you could say that we overdosed on theme parks.

Vickie and my two Word are adrenaline drug addict. They LOVE rollercoasters. Me ? Not so very much. I'm more of a mutation guy. I love my Miami dolphin. I became a big fan during the early Dan Marino years. Of course, Truth be told, my Father had me watching the mahimahi back in the days of Larry Czonka, Jim Kiick, Larry Little, and atomic number 80 Gouverneur Morris. He took great pride in the ‘ Fins and maybe that is where my erotic love for the Dolphins really started, but I was a huge fan of Dan Giambattista Marino right from the beginning. That's where I say my love for the Dolphins began.

We have lots of fun with our minor. 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 social class for welding and metal framework. All three are working hard and are doing well. The two in college chose competing school. One goes to Everglade State and the other goes to Florida State. They just love competing when those two schooling bad-tempered way, however it is a friendly rivalry as they are brothers.

Our 3rd son really was never very trade good in school, but he was groovy with his hands. He built a go-cart at age 10 all by himself and wouldn't accept any service from me. I learned then that he was going to be a blue-collar guy, nothing wrong with that as I am one too.

Our untried son is now a senior in highschool shoal. Really hasn't indicated what he wants to do. He's a unspoilt athlete but his grades are bare, so he may or may not get any scholarship fling, we'll just let to wait it out.

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

After while we found ourselves going to mixers and parties with others from the community. At one such sociable, Vickie and I were approached by a couple that clearly was in their 50's. They introduced themselves as Saint John the Apostle and Jane. Attractive brace. He's an publicizing executive and she's a teacher at a local anesthetic college. They invited us to their next holiday company, Halloween. Since the existent day of Halloween fell on a Midweek 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 John was hot ! Well, she was right, but I thought that his married woman, Jane, was plain looking. We exchanged headphone numbers. Saint John said he would be in touch in a dyad of days.

When I got home base from piece of work Tuesday evening, Vickie told me that John 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 political party, and the adult-only later on party. The early party would start at 6pm and run until 9pm. The adult-only party would begin at 10pm and run until citizenry leave. The home friendly party would be intoxicant free and the adult-after political party would be open bar, but you would be asked to leave if you start showing signs of drunkenness or just being an asshole ( this made me laugh ).

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

"how-do-you-do, this is Mark."

"Hi German mark, this is Jane, we met the early night at the mixer."

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

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

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

"Yes, I know that. However, my part is to explain the adult-only party. Do you have a few minutes to chaffer ?"

"Absolutely."I replied.

"Wonderful. So, let me evidence you first that there are some rules to the adult-only company. Rule one : There is inebriant, but moderation is the key. I'm sure he explained that drunkenness or just being an asshole would get you booted. Rule two : Since we have a vauntingly pool and a ten-person hot tub swimming is available. Rule three : We expect everyone to treat everyone else with respect. No thank you simply means no. Fourth and final linguistic rule : This political party is designed to be fun and exciting. We will not allow 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 tense parties. Are there any questions about the company ?"Jane said.

"No"

She went on to let me roll in the hay about the signaling when there is a party scheduled. Their sign would be a tyke'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 mannequin sitting on the swinging will identify the root of the party. For instance, she explained that the model has a Hallowe'en costume with a moldable pumpkin in its helping hand. multitude not invited think that its cute and for the child. While the I invited know the subtle code that is being told.

I thought that the swing was hotshot. Nice décor for the shaver and an unsaid message to the invitee.

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

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

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

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

"Are you and your wife ok with that ? We're not trying to shit anyone uncomfortable. These parties are just for fun. No dramatic event of any kind. Of trend, since you have put 2 and 2 together, I should say you that the second company will be clothing optional. We are expecting about 40 or so mass, we still have a duo of non-committals due to run obligations."

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

"Of trend, my dear. name either myself of John."

She hung up.

I went over the whole conversation with Vickie. She got sex. She explained that she had a ‘ notion'but that there was no evidence.

"How did you mistrust ?"I asked her.

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

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

After the talk about the political party, Vickie was horny.

She shut and locked our chamber 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 tremendous wedlock, yet we had moved into the Saami rut in the bedroom. We love each early, no dubiousness asked, yet our confidant time had become unremarkable and well…. monotonous.

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

Vickie always gave wondrous blowjobs. Her viva skill are comfortably than any other woman that I had ever been with in my animation. Sexually speaking, Vickie was dynamite in a small package. Lite the fuse and she will explode her sex all over you ! Clearly, the mind of John lit the fuse.

As I quickly became naked, Vickie took my erect cock into her mouth and began her oral ravishment on my humanness. She swallowed my entire manhood pushing me past her gag reflex into her pharynx. It took a huge attempt not to explode in her throat right field from the kickoff. I cupped her face and began fucking her mouth, feeling my steel-hard cock moving in and out of her pharynx. I heard her gulping air as my cock withdrew from her pharynx. Her eyes welled up. Snot and large amounts of spittle came out and dribbled down her face and onto my cock.

It really didn't take all that long to have my first orgasm. Thankfully, my wife loves the taste of a man's cum in her mouth. I warned her that I was approaching the stage of no return. She just smiled and winked at me. I was so hornlike by this clock time that when I erupted into her waiting back talk, I shot rope after circle. This by far was so a lot improve than the monotonous rut that we had fallen into with our lovemaking.

After being expend, I withdrew my deflating cock from her mouth. I knew it was time to reciprocate. I pushed her backwards on our bed. Her peg 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 muliebrity from her chest to her slit.

Vickie was never shy about making auditory sensation in bed during our intimate times. Today was no different. While I knew that our son happened to be in the sign of the zodiac, he could most likely hear my wife. We never tried to be covert about our Passion of Christ for each other. We both felt that sex, love, and luxuria are good things. We wanted all our boy to raise up with healthy attitudes about sex ; about how to properly treat charwoman ; and about the difference between lovemaking and lustfulness. Vickie would explicate to each of our boys that a human 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 head. She's beautiful. She's confident. She's the best person that I could ever love. She is certainly my better half.

As I performed my own oral ravishment on her pussy, her moans grew a bit louder as my tongue did its job. I licked her twat from the clit down to her ass and back up again several times. Each salt lick made her purulent wetter and surface-active agent. I happily sucked in the woman succus that her beloved hole was expelling. I could find her wetness Menachem Begin running down my Kuki, 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 blades. I felt her hands forcefully advertize the back of my mind into her wanton wet womanhood. Her succus were really flowing. Clearly, John 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 body tensed up. The lock on my point from both her men and her human knee was just short of painful. 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 long time of matrimony. I could not gobble it fast enough. Her sexual climax expelled her wetness much like a outpouring. We had seen erotica videos of women having squirting orgasm, but until that moment Vickie had never had one of her own.

John had really lit the fuse.

We continued with our love making 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 make-up president. We found a cacoethes we had not experienced in quite a while.

As we finally began to regain our senses, Vickie and I went to our chamber shower together to make clean up. Again, inside of the shower, we made make out one more time. To me at least, it almost felt like we were teenagers who just discovered sex for the first time, not as if we had been married for over a decade.

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

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

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

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

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

"Then why the increase ?"She asked.

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

"Are you worried ? Do you mean something will happen ?"Vickie asked in a serious tone.

"No…. well, not really….um…. we've never done anything like this before. Sure, there was that guy from my work that you fancied that we invited over that one night. Then again, you responded by inviting your friend over, what was her gens Laura ? So, we could feature another threesome. Both of those night were wonderful, but we've never been in a great group before. I'm unquiet. neural about my performance. uneasy about seeing you with all those potential pardner. anxious worrying that someone will enchant your eye. I'm sure that I'm just overthinking this, but I don't want to stymy you or myself. I certainly don't want this party to interfere in any way with our lives."I said in a heartfelt manner.

"honey, you are the Light of my world. You rock me ! No one else is going to ‘ hitch my eye ’. How about we do this, we go to the first party. satisfy some people. Try to make Quaker and see how it goes. If we aren't well-situated, we'll just leave at the end of the foremost political party. I think I'll cry John and ask if he could put in us to another couple that we can sit quietly with and ask doubt without disrupting the first gear party. Does that sound OK with you ?"

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

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

Vickie asked about a ‘ Catholic school girl'rig. She offered that I could be the ‘ naughty priest ’. I liked the melodic theme. Her wearing a short plaid wench and a Stanford White long sleeve clothes shirt. She even had the black shiny Mary Jane shoes. Her outfit would be complete.

My own rig was rather simple. My black Kashmir jacket crown. A grim long arm dress shirt. Shirley Temple dress bloomers and my dress shoes. I would cut a piece of white cardboard to form the non-Christian priest leash. I decided to not use a large cross that I had in our jewelry box. Since this was going to be our inaugural party, I didn't want to affront anyone or their religious beliefs.

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

That was until I saw how sexy my wife looked in her Catholic school girl uniform. Brittney shaft might have made millions doing her euphony video in the same rig, but my wife looked 100 times sexier.

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

Yes, my wife certainly knows how to push the Male hormone clitoris. blaze, she wasn't pushing it, she was clubbing it with a hammer.

I nervously got dressed for the party. My mind was overthinking things again. I began to imagine all these state of affairs, worrying myself about ‘ what might happen ’.

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

"I'm just getting nervous again."

"dear, 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 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 service department, we climbed into our ‘ neighborhood golf handcart ’. most everyone in the subdivision had their own golf cart. It made getting around the locality much easier.

John and Jane's base was at the end of a cul-de-sac. It was clearly the largest abode in the subdivision. Out front of it was maybe a one C golf game carts. They were lined up neatly against the curb in the street. The driveway built for four cars held about 12-15 golf carts. Even some of the neighbor's driveways held various golf go-cart. We parked our cart between one that looked like it was a total darkness Mercedes and another that was pulverize blue devil. Vickie giggled about the Mercedes golf cart.

Before I got out of the cart, I leaned over and kissed Vickie. I was unquiet, but we kissed like stripling. Vickie certainly had her sentiment about John the Evangelist. I knew it. She knew it.

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

whoremaster and Jane were mingling with other guests.

John spotted us first. He worked his way over and welcomed us. He asked us to come after him as he had a pair, he wanted us to gather. Derrick and Shannon. They were an interracial duet and one of the archetype duo that helped John and Jane get the grownup 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 time with Mark and Vickie. I think that they are really nervous about the early party."St. John explained.

All of us shook hands, Claude Elwood Shannon leaned into Vickie giving her a hatful on the cheek.

Derrick started,"stigma why don't we find an out of the way place, 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 mesa loaded a span of paper plates. They stopped to get a couple of red solo cup good of some red punch-like drink.

When the ladies came over to where Derrick and I were sitting, Vickie sat next to me and Claude Elwood 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.

"wellspring, you do."Vickie retorted.

"Um…. ok…. It's not that we're puritan or anything. We've had a couple of trio, but they were always in our own home plate. The sheer issue of masses toilet and Jane told us that were invited gets me nervous."I said.

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

"well no. That's just one of respective. Another one would be will I be able to care seeing all the guys lining up to play with Vickie."

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

Derrick said,"Dude, do you think that no other guy has that same exact worry about their beautiful wife ? blaze, even many women have that same uneasiness about seeing their handsome hubby being played with by some young hot sexually active woman ? It's a born apprehension. Heck, I was really worried about Claude Elwood Shannon having her filling of black hombre and not being interested in me when we got home. Yet, it didn't piece of work out that way. In fact, she was even more occupy when we got home that first night."

Shannon added,"May we give you a couple art object of advice ?"

"Of course !"Vickie added.

"There are three things we suggest. get-go, remember this is lust…. not eff. Second, when you leave here and go house, you MUST be internal with each former to reassure each former that it was just play and not something more. Third, and probably most important…. talk. Talk about what you saw. spill 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 entrust anything out. This lifestyle, even with only casual engagement can cause damage to your relationship. Don't let that happen."Derrick advised.

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

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

"You're probably correct. I didn't really begin to relax my initiatory meter until I came. I was so neural about doing guys that weren't black. Until these parties I had never been with a white guy, or a Spanish American guy, or an Asiatic. All through gamey school and college I only dated black guy rope. So, a white guy scared the sin out of me."Shannon told us.

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

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

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

"well, I'm sure 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 opt their drama spouse. There is no forcing, you can always say no."

Claude Shannon said,"And, if you're bi or even bi-curious there are several couples that will accommodate your indirect request. We'll be happy to betoken them out if you would wish us to. We want to see you both enjoy yourselves, both individually and of grade together."

She also added,"fall guy, I'll be Sir Thomas More than happy to help alleviate your worries."

Derrick and Shannon suggested that we head to a bathroom to get cleaned up and do any business during the lag prison term between parties. Derrick also suggested to affect our golf cart closer to the business firm if they didn't park in the driveway or right out front.

I got up and let Vickie know that I would strike 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 ship's company ?"Jane asked with a sly smile.

"Um, sure."

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

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

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

Our conversation was really about cypher. I think it was more for Jane to size of it me up.

"Are you a in force kisser"Jane asked.

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

I barely got the words out of my oral cavity before I felt her tongue in my sass. Not wanting to screw this up, I responded. I cupped her nerve with both of my hands and pulled her closer to me. She responded by putting her munition around my backrest. Her clench was forceful, yet not hurting.

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

"No, not really."

"fountainhead, you are. If you can perform even one-half as good as you kiss, you will be one of the most democratic new people at the party."She said.

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

We got into the golf game cart and aim it back to the driveway. There was slew of space in the drive now that so many others had left. All the way to the driveway, Jane rested her hand on my thigh, rubbing it gently. Of grade, my dick responded stirring beneath my black clothes slacks.

As I parked the golf cart, she gave my hardening cock a petty 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 kiss, 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 infer that you and your married woman come from the Midwest. Where about exactly ?"She asked.

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

"Really ? whoremonger and I both are cornhusker. We met at the University of Nebraska. John was working on his passkey's degree and I was finishing up my knight bachelor's grade in English Literature."Jane explained.

"Wow, minor world."

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

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

"Well, I'm worried about a couple of things. Now, don't get me wrongly, Derrick and Shannon did a whole lot of explaining things, but I'm apprehensive that I will either stymie my beautiful married woman 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 John. I don't know what it is, but he has lit her fire."I said.

"wellspring, that is certainly a fair trouble. We have seen one or two couples that their erotic love for each other was not strong to get down with. Usually, when one partner is only ‘ going along'for the happiness of the other pardner that is what causes consequence. Now, if you and your endearing wife have a strong marriage with lots of insinuate Roger Huntington Sessions, then this party will only heighten not shoot down your relationship. This political party can get a gateway to living out inscrutable phantasy without any worry about whom you're going home with."Jane answered.

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

"Um, three rules. Let me see if I can recall them. # 1 this is lust not have a go at it. # 2 When the party is over, and we go home, we must be internal. # 3 public lecture, lecture, talk about everything we saw, we felt, we enjoyed…talk about it all. Leave nothing out."I said worrying that I might draw a blank one of the rules.

"Ah, Derrick and Claude E. Shannon have helped more couples here than any former couplet. That is why Saint John the Apostle introduced you and your wife to them. Now, if you're willing, I would love for you to come inside and fuck me."Jane said in a matter 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 political party time."

We went back into the family. The house looked a lot larger with about 1/3 of the people in it. The first thing I noticed was Derrick fucking this beautiful carrottop and Shannon getting double teamed by two whiten guys.

I scanned around looking for Vickie, but I didn't see her. Jane took my hand and led me to a bedroom. There on the large bed was Saint John naked. My wife nude. Her pegleg over his shoulders with him plunging his hard putz 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 husband's font 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 bridge player and leading me to another bedroom.

In the new bedchamber was another couple using one of the queen-sized beds. The other bed was empty-bellied. Jane began to strip. I followed suit by removing my own clothes. The other couple stopped to watch out Jane and I undressing. The womanhood on the bed asked if Jane needed any assist.

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 remove 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 former's spit into an web. 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 ruler # 1"I had to check and believe what rule # 1 even was. Oh, that's right…. it's lust not love. This was her subtle way to remind me to get sex with her not be romantic. I changed my tactics. I slid down between her legs. I began to work out her tabu lips. I put my quarter round 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 fathom and back again. I nibbled on her vulva. I kissed the inside of her thighs. I raised her thighs up to realize respectable access to her woman. However, by doing that, it exposed her anal rosebud, which I licked also. This brought a gasp from her.

I felt her hands on my head, pushing my brass deeper into her moist musky pussy. I gladly obliged. I began nibbling on her clitoris as my glossa reached the top of her scratch. Up and down I went with my tongue only stopping to piece on the button or lick her anal opening.

She began moaning. I could finger her consistence begin to tense up. I looked up over her pelvis to see her heart closed and her hands balling up into fist. Her breathing became much shallower. Moaning was now almost uninterrupted. My chin became wet from the toothsome juice that her wanton love cakehole was expelling.

I added two finger's breadth into her pussy. I curled them upwards. This got a wonderful reception from her."Oh, my gawd. You're gon na throw me cu…cu…. cummmmmmmmm. screw, I'm cumming so hard. What the hell are you doing to me ?"

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

I smiled to myself as I continued to lick her.

She moved her wooden leg so that they now wrapped around my head. She interlocked her mortise joint behind me, pulling my facial expression into her. I continued to lick and give suck and nibble on her lady parts.

"OOOHHHH FUUUUCCCCKKKK. HEERREE WEE GOOOOO AAAGGGAAAIIINNN."Jane said loudly in an almost tongue-tied voice.

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

Faintly, I could still hear Vickie continuing to orgasm.

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

"STOP ! PLEASE STOP !"Jane begged.

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

"NICE"was the part of the early woman in the other bed.

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

Jane used her index finger to invite the early fair sex over to our bed.

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

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

"It seems that Jane approves of your unwritten skills, may I have the same treatment ?"Katrina asked.

"Absolutely !"

As Katrina straddled my look, Jane was positioning herself over my pelvic arch using her hand to unfold my pre-cum around the shaft for lubrication. I noticed that her kitty-cat was completely shaven.

Katrina lowered her sex onto my face. Jane impaled herself on my hard cock. They both began rocking back and Forth River. As I licked and licked Katrina she became wetter and wetting agent. 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 women, 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 crumple anal retentive incoming. She gasped when I laid my spit on the entrance. I pushed my natural language 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 nous, I was really enjoying what was going on. For the start time since we have arrived at the political 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 voice begin to scraunch as her moaning grew flashy and louder.

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

Katrina was the first to orgasm.

"OOOOHHHH MMMMYYYY GGGGAAAAWWWWDDDD !"

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

As she was spasming, Jane also started her journey through the path of cristal announcing,"FUCK ME, FUCK ME, piece of ass ME !"

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

Katrina also slowed down her drudgery to basically just sitting on my face, suffocating me a bit. I had to push her forward a bit to countenance more air to get to me. Don't get me wrongfulness, I love eating pussy, but my organic structure wanted air just a bit more.

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

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

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

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

I opened my oral fissure and allowed her lingua entering into my back talk. I moved my men up to her face and began to cup her cheeks throwing Rule # 1 out the window.

Now, with only one woman on me, I was able to force my hips upwards poking Katrina with my cock on her downward thrusts. We began to bonk in unison. As she was coming down, I was going up.

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

"bang, 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 baby baby to its Mother.

I peered out of one eye and saw a heavier set fair sex who was playing with her own clit at the door 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 much fun as I was having.

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

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

The new fille walked over to me and held out her deal saying,"Hi, I'm Rebecca. May I ask a party favor ?"

"Sure, almost anything you want."

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

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

"Of course ! I'd be Thomas 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 reach for certain it was already wet, which it was. I moved closer putting my firmly tool at her entrance. I slid right into her. I went in all the way, my chunk hitting the indulgent overweight part of her ass.

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

I began my thrusting with violence. Not really knowing her tolerance or threshold for a heavily fuck but not placate and loving-like. I kept my rhythm in and out, over and over again. My workforce grasped her hips. My balls were smacking her on each thrust into her. I could sense an enormous amount of wetness already.

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

"Mark"

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

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

"I fucking love it hard. The harder the better. Got It ?"She replied.

I began to pound my rooster into her wet hole with all the force I could muster. I had not cum yet, but I sensed that I may do so soon. As I held onto her hips, I noticed that her head was down, and she was tranquility, but her body said something entirely unlike. She was having orgasm after orgasm, yet she made no noise, none at all. She was the very first base woman that I had ever had sex with that made no racket. No moaning. No talking. No cursing. NOTHING.

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

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

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

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

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

We began to take in gurgling auditory sensation with my pistoning and her plenteous amount of wetness.

I kept going, severe 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 make full me up again."She said

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

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

My consistence shot R-2 after roper into Rebecca. I know it felt like a gallon, but in realness, it was only about 8-10 rophy of cum.

"Darling, you fuck wonderfully. I may just throw to come back for instant 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 bedroom. I looked back at the bed and it had a massive wet stain on the sheet. I smiled and walked away.

As I went down the hall, I saw unlike people doing different things. A really vernal gal, maybe 19 or 20 was trying to fit two guy's cocks into her mouth. I saw two black guy cable DP'ing a slender redheader. I saw two break up couples in a 69 side. I even saw ‘ King john'having his way with some retreat aged woman.

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

As I turned the niche into the kitchen, there she was having a bottle of piss. 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 mouthful of water.

"Do you require to bet some more ?"I ask.

"No, I think I'm done for tonight at least."She says with a grinning on her face 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 was done."

"Nice"I replied.

"Let's say our goodbyes and thank you to the King and pouf and head home."

I agreed.

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

I saw queen mole rat Jane coming out of the bathroom with a towel around her and one wrapping her whisker. I put my implements of war around her and kissed her. I thanked her for the invite and let her cognize that we had a terrific clip. 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 guys did she fuck tonight ?"

"fountainhead, I think just you and the other 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 next meter too !"

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

I kissed Vickie and began to open the door when Vickie asked,"You are going to put clothes back on right ?"

Several people, including King John all laughed. I smiled. Feeling really at relaxation 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 front end door, Vickie was still waiting for me and chatting with Rebecca.

I kissed Rebecca on the cheek. She told Vickie and I that she had a wonderful sentence with me and would like another blastoff with me at the next party. She kissed Vickie on the cheek, then me and went back to the party group.

Knowing that several the great unwashed 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 richly school looker to our golf go-cart. We got in the cart and headed back to our home.

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

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

"Good, I need a soundly licking."

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

As I sat down, her leg were already parted, and I pushed my nozzle bass into her already wet puss. I always loved the flavor of my gorgeous wife. I began kissing her vulva. I nibbled on her outer sassing ; kissed her button ; sucked the wetness out of the inside. I licked from the top of the slit all the way down to her anal opening. I spent several min licking her over and over. She began moaning. Her wetness was flowing freely considering all the play she had in the preceding few time of day.

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

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

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

I took my other hand and put two finger into her palm up. I began making come-hither question with the digit. This trend put my hand directly on her G-spot with me rubbing it continuously. Between circling her clit and rubbing her G-spot she was approaching orgasmic Shangri-la. Her wetness began costless flowing. At this point she was nearly screaming.

"OH, FUCK German mark, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, crisscross I dear YOU, nooky, ass, ass, FFUUCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK !"

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

Then it happened. Her pussy pushed out an orgasmic rush that shot over my headway landing on the floor behind my chair. The cum fountain was arched over my mind. As it started to wane, it hit me in the forehead and worked a steady stream down to my lips, which I parted gladly trying to pick up as much in my mouth as potential.

"mark, you are the only one who seems to know how to make 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 pleasant-tasting puss, she kept cumming and cumming. Her crescendo kept being announced by her almost repeatedly. As one reached its elevation, I could feel her soundbox spasming in grooming for another climax.

By the time my spit was beginning to run down, I glance at the clock on the microwave. 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 grain would do. I grabbed two cereal arena, the box of Froot loop-the-loop, the milk and two spoons and headed over to the dining elbow room tabular array. She poured the cereal grass and Milk as I went to get our clothes from the breast door. I took them down to the clothes hamper in our sleeping room, emptying our pockets on the dresser 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 cereal to drown in the Milk.

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 Shannon suggested.

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

I let her go first. She told me about the 5 guys she fucked. power John, Derrick, another black guy named Sly, and two other Caucasian guy cable she didn't even think back their names, not that it mattered. She only gave one blowjob, that was to King trick. She said that she felt comparable once someone sunk their peter into her, they were looking around trying to settle on whom to swoop on following. She told me that only top executive privy 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 sister Jennifer, her twin sister.

I'm indisputable I sat there with my sass spread out.

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

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

She went on to say that all three gals that I was with distinguish her they wanted a 2nd luck 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 match. A tooth doctor and his ‘ trophy'wife. Blonde fuzz, big titty, about half the guy age ( she suspected he was 40-ish and her no older than 21 ). Vickie also said that his prize wife told her that he loaded up on sildenafil, taking reduplicate the amount 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 life, just hope the spirit insurance is paid up for his trophy wife."

I told her about all three women. I did have to forswear my pilot perceptions of Jane. While she was still just habitue and plain looking, she could fuck like a pornography star. I told her that although I had no sure idea 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 cock. They both told her it was ‘ precious'to see you try to thrust your cock deeper into Jane while Katrina kept grinding her twat on your face."

She went on to say that she would wish to do a DP with me and Martin Luther King John. She's wanted a DP for a while and until this evening she really didn't feel prosperous suggesting another guy. She also made mention that being with Derrick, was her very commencement black guy. Somehow, I never thought about that. Not that it mattered, but as I listened to her lecture about how Derrick treated her it dawned on me that I had never been with a black woman either.

We both agreed that once we were into the factual outcome all nervousness disappeared. She also suggested that maybe John/Jane or Derrick/Shannon would come over one Nox for a private party at our dwelling. I thought that was a spectacular idea.

I told her that the idea of Jane and Jennifer got me concerned. I was sure that it is my own twist around mentation that twin Sister played with each early, but a guy can fantasize right ?

The next three calendar week went by very fast. public treasury one morning I was leaving the arm only to see the swing re-appear on the tree diagram with a pilgrim and an Indian on it. Guess we know the side by side party paper !

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