Swingers Club: Halloween Party - Group Sex

A wife is convinced to try swinging to save her marriage.

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SUMMARY: A wife is convinced to try swinging to save her marriage.

NOTE 1: This is a Halloween 2013 Contest Story...I hope you enjoy...although it is long Halloween story that starts plot heavy before ending in my longest sex scene to date.

NOTE 2: As always, a great big thanks to the one, the only MAB7991 for editing my stories. Another thanks for goamz who seems to somehow catch whatever MAB and I miss.

0. PROLOGUE

In every marriage there are ebbs and flows, how a couple deals with these ebbs and flows defines their marriage. With over 50 percent of marriages ending in divorce, it is no surprise that many couples cannot overcome the plethora of challenges that constantly come their way.

Matt and I were recently in one of those ruts that not only caused strain in our marriage but damn near ended it. Our solution, although unorthodox, saved our marriage and although I don't recommend it to everyone, for us it changed everything.

1. A BRIEF HISTORY OF US

Matt and I had been married over thirteen years (both of us are superstitious by the way) and after years of trying had learned we could not have children. We had applied two years earlier to adopt, but that process only added to the exhaustion that was our lives, as we dealt with red tape from all directions.

The recession hit us hard and my husband even harder (I won't get into the details, but we lost a lot of money and Matt, although he didn't lose his job like many others, he was demoted). Being a nurse, my job was relatively secure due to the shortage of qualified nurses. Matt had to work more hours for less pay, while I took extra shifts to make up the financial difference. In the end, financially we ended up about the same, but our lives were way more exhausting and stressful, resulting in little or no time for each other.

Before the recession, we went on yearly trips that seemed to rejuvenate both our personal and sexual lives. It had been three years since our last trip, we were in more than a rut, we were in a gigantic meteor pothole, and I wasn't sure we could get out.

We hadn't had sex for over three months and even that time was anti-climatic for me. We were a couple going through the motions and our relationship desperately needing a boost.

In years past we had sex every couple of days and experimented with a wide variety of sexual positions and locations. Now it was always the missionary position and always in our bed...again the rut was deepening.

2. ONE THING LEADS TO ANOTHER

I was complaining to a colleague at work during a double shift.

"I haven't had sex for three months," I whined rather matter-of-factly.

"Oh my God," my younger co-worker Jessica responded, "If I don't get my pilot lit every couple of days I am one cold bitch."

I laughed, "Always the poet."

Jessica shrugged and quipped. "But seriously, what the fuck...pun intended."

"Life," I shrugged.

"Life is what you make it," she replied using the terrible cliché quote.

"How high school prom," I quipped.

She smiled naughtily and quipped back a dreamy look in her eyes, "Aaah yes, my high school prom and first threesome."

I spit out my coffee when she declared her naughty sexual secret.

She continued, "Ever since then I have never been a one cock woman."

"B-b-but you're engaged," I stuttered.

She shrugged, "So."

"You cheat on him?" I questioned.

"Oh no, no," she chuckled, before responding like she was talking about the weather, "He is usually a part of the threesome, orgy, gangbang or whatever."

"You're shitting me," I replied, assuming she was just yanking my chain.

"I'm not shitting you and truth be told I have a solution to your and Matt's sexual rut," she retorted.

I stared at her still trying to wrap my head around all this information. She had always been rather open with her sexual exploits, but this was very deep into the too-much-information zone.

"You need to come to a swinger's party," she casually announced.

"A swinger's party?" I repeated, mindlessly, the information coming too fast and furious for my somewhat conservative values to comprehend.

"Yes, the next one is on Halloween," Jessica explained.

"How often do they occur?" I asked, still in shock.

"Depends," she shrugged, before adding, "sometimes there are special parties, like Halloween, but the first Saturday of every month is the usual meeting time."

"You are serious?" I asked, finally accepting that she was not pulling my leg.

"Deadly," she smiled, her hand grabbing mine.

"Wow," I uttered.

She added her tone suddenly dripping with sexual innuendo, "And I would love to 'wow' you like you have never been wowed."

"Excuse me," I replied, shocked by her sudden predatory overture.

"Everything is possible at a swinger's party," she purred, moving so close to me that I could almost taste her cherry flavored chap stick.

I stammered, "I-I-I could never do such a thing."

Her finger went to my lips and she leaned towards my ear, her warm breath heating up my dormant oven. "I would bring inconceivable pleasure to you and," she paused as she bit and lightly tugged on my ear.

I let out an uncontrollable soft moan.

"Your husband," she finished, her hot breath lingering in my ear and triggering a sudden wetness in my vagina.

Suddenly considering the ludicrous suggestion, I argued, weakly, "My husband would never agree."

"Really?" she asked, moving away from my ear. I was surprised by the wave of disappointment that rushed through me suddenly. Her smile was playful and yet implying so much. "Your husband wouldn't mind watching you in the throes of girl on girl passion? Or having his choice of at least a dozen hot women to pleasure him?"

I tried to make a joke out of it. "Well what guy wouldn't want that?"

Jessica let my question linger before finishing, "So if you're interested, I can get you in, but there are requirements."

"Like what?" I asked, curiosity killing the cat.

"Are you sure you want to know?" she teased.

Before I could answer, the intercom crackled and announced, "Ms. Kraun to room 1402. Ms. Kraun to room 1402."

Jessica shrugged, "Well, we will have to continue this conversation later." Then she shocked me by leaning in and kissing me quickly on the lips but with authority.

Just as quick as her lips were on mine, she was gone and I was left alone a mental muddled mess. I couldn't deny a spark chilled my entire body when Jessica briefly kissed me. I was shocked by the kiss and confused by the sensations I was feeling. Before I had time to really deal with all this information, I looked up at the clock and realized I was five minutes late for my shift. Ignoring the spark kindling in my vagina, I left the locker room and headed out to my work station.

4. CONSIDERING THE OFFER

The next eight hours were crazy and I didn't have any time to consider the invitation Jessica had offered. I was grabbing my stuff to head home when Jessica entered the locker room.

My face instantly felt warm as I relived our last brief moment of unexpected intimacy, I suddenly felt like a giddy insecure teenager again. Jessica asked, as she began unbuttoning her shirt, "So do you still want to know about the party expectations?"

I barely heard her words as I watched her undress like a horny teenage boy would do, even though I had seen her changing many times, it felt like my first.

"Earth to Trudy," Jessica teased as her final button was unbuttoned.

"What?" I asked, rattled by my sudden obsession with seeing her breasts, considering I had seen her breasts in a bra many times before.

"What were you thinking about?" she asked knowing exactly what I was thinking, as she began pulling down her skirt.

"Oh-oh-oh nothing," I stammered, even as my red face betrayed my words.

Her mischievous smile returned as each word slithered out of her mouth with sexual venom breaking down the last remaining walls of my propriety. "You can't stop thinking of my offer, can you, sexy?"

Being called sexy was another rush as the sweet terms of endearment from my husband quit around the same time the market crashed. I stammered, "I-I-I guess."

With her skirt on the floor, she bent down like a porn star, giving a perfect view of her thong covered ass encased in white pantyhose. Although I was not a lesbian and had never had more than brief lingering thoughts and rare naughty dreams, I was suddenly mesmerized by Jessica's body. Jessica seemingly knowing the impact she was having on me, held her perfect pose as she turned her head to look at me staring at her and asked, "Like what you see, Trudy?"

Only able to speak with a stammer, I answered, "I-I-I-um..."

Thankfully, Jessica saved me from my blithering idiot rambling and asked, as she stood back up, "So I assume you want join us next Saturday?"

My moral conscience still lingering deep inside overcame my carnal desire that was simmering at the surface and begging to be dealt with. "I could never cheat on Matt."

Jessica, grabbing a pair of jeans from her locker, countered, "Who said anything about cheating? Our group is very much against cheating. Every member is married or in a serious relationship. Both man and woman in the relationship must agree to all the rules of the group and can only join as a couple."

"Oh," was all I could muster as I continued to check out Jessica's perfect body as she slowly slithered herself into the tightest jeans ever made.

She continued talking, oblivious to my staring or just used to it based on her perfect body and looks, and explained, "Our group believes that monogamy is a hindrance in a relationship as everyone, regardless of your morale fibre and your love for your partner, will fantasize about others. Usually these fantasies will consume you and either you cheat and betray your spouse or you mentally cheat every time you are intimate with them." She paused, her perky breasts still on display for me in her skimpy black lace bra, "Thus we strongly believe our swinger's group actually saves marriages."

I joked, trying to be casual about an idea that seemed more logical and appealing the more I learned, "Your slogan could be: saving marriages one fuck at a time."

Jessica's smile disappeared and she said, suddenly her tone cold, "Don't be flippant and judgemental Trudy. I was trying to be helpful."

As she grabbed her shirt from her locker, I quickly apologized not wanting to insult her. "Wait! Sorry, Jessica, I was being sarcastic. It is how I deal with situations I am uncomfortable with."

Jessica turned back to me, her shirt in her hand, her eyes softening, "I am sorry too. I don't tell many about Eddie's and my swinger lifestyle, but thought it could really help you. Plus I find you very attractive."

"You do?" I questioned, both confused and turned on.

"Yes I do, sexy," she smiled.

"How did you and Eddie get started in the group?" I asked, wanting to know everything.

Jessica offered, "That is a long story. Let's go out for a drink."

"I am way too tired to be going to a bar," I yawned.

"Did I imply I was asking you?" she asked her tone suddenly firm. Before I could respond she added, "We are going for a drink and I am not taking no for an answer."

"Ok," I agreed distracted by her putting on her blouse and her rather authoritative tone.

"You're not changing?" she questioned, content with my answer.

"I usually just go home after work and hit the shower so I don't bring extra clothes," I explained.

She turned back to her locker and pulled out a blood red blouse and handed it to me. "I have a few outfits in here depending on what I may be doing later. Your skirt is fine, but we can't be going out with you in a stained nurse's smock."

Before I could even respond she was pulling my scrubs off me, revealing my tiny breasts in my sports bra (I found a sports bra more practical for the job...comfort had always came first with me).

"A sports bra," she smiled, adding, "I hope you are less practical at home."

I shrugged, "I am more a sweats and t-shirt kind of gal."

Jessica dressed me like I was her living Barbie Doll and said, "Well, I hate to be critical sugar, but being married doesn't mean you quit working hard on your relationship. If you don't dress feminine and if you don't feel sexy, then your man will quit trying to."

"I suppose," I whispered, as she buttoned up the slightly see through blouse on me.

"No, I suppose. I am not saying the swinger's group is right for you, but even if it isn't you need to do more work on your side to rekindle the fire in your marriage."

Suddenly guilt overwhelmed me. I had been blaming Matt for our lackluster passion, but in just a few words of wisdom from a colleague I realized I was just as much to blame. I replied, "You are right, Jessica. I have gotten lazy."

"It is easy to do," she replied, supporting my realization, "But it is just as easy to fix."

I joked, "I may need a whole new wardrobe."

"Well one thing that always relaxes me is shopping for clothes," she smiled, "let's go, the malls are open for a couple of more hours."

"Now?" I asked.

"No time like the present," Jessica pointed out and added, "plus I need a new outfit for next weekend's Halloween party."

"Are they always themed?" I repeated, curiously.

"Yep, every party has a theme. Last month was a superhero theme to celebrate the opening of the Avengers movie and the month before was a BDSM party."

"Oh," I replied, too nervous to ask what a BDSM party was. We were heading to the parking lot before I asked, "So next is a Halloween party?"

"Yes, actually, it will be a perfect time to join as you can kind of create a slut persona and still hide behind a mask if you are nervous," Jessica revealed as we reached her car. "We'll take my car."

The mall was only a few minutes' drive, but enough time with traffic to allow her to tell me about how she joined this exclusive club.

"So first thing you should know is Eddie and I had been involved in a couple of threesomes before we became actual swingers. We had tried two guys and one girl and two girls and a guy, but we both had the fantasies of a foursome or moresomes. Anyways, as you know Eddie works for the city in economic development and at last Year's Christmas party, not this past Christmas but the one before that, we were quite drunk and ended up in a free for all sexual extravaganza with two other couples at the office Christmas party."

Jessica paused to look at me while at a red light. She could tell I was enthralled by her every word. She smiled, adding, "It was fucking amazing. It was my first double penetration and I became addicted."

"You took it in the butt?" I asked, astonished.

"Fuck yeah," she replied like it was what everyone was doing, adding, "Don't knock it till you try it."

The light changed and she turned her eyes back to the road as she continued the story. "Anyway, once all the men were all spent I recall saying how I still wanted more, but none were capable of fulfilling my need. As we were leaving, one of the wives' handed me a card and suggested I give her a call and the rest is history."

"Wow," I said, the whole story so unbelievable, yet clearly the truth.

"Wow, indeed," she echoed as we arrived at the mall.

Silence lingered between us as we exited the car and made our way into the mall. I followed her into a store called Lace and Grace, a store I had walked past a trillion times, but never entered.

The first thing I noticed when I entered the store (because of its intimate products, it is a closed door shop) was a wall of toys. The only toy I had was a vibrator I had bought in college at a sex party and it really wasn't big enough to properly satisfy me.

Jessica noticed my bug-eyed look and guessed. "Let me guess. You have one vibrator that you have had since before you were married."

"Is it that obvious?"

"You scream sexually repressed, my dear," she dead panned.

I winced at her accurate assessment, and trying to shed this image asked, "And what would you suggest my guru of pleasure."

She smiled at me and said, "Be careful what you ask for, honey. I'd have you wearing a butt plug to work to prepare you for the party, if I had my way."

"Oh my God," I gasped at her frank response.

"That is exactly what you will be screaming over and over at the party," she quipped, grabbing my hand and leading me to the wall of self-pleasure.

I remained silent to avoid digging a deeper hole than I was already in, as I stared at so many inconceivable sex toys I didn't even know where to start.

Jessica teased, "We are not here for these, but clearly you are thinking of upgrading your meager toy collection."

I again stammered, "No-I-um just can't fathom the purpose for some of these toys." I pointed to one that actually had a drill handle, "Like what is this one for."

Jessica quipped without hesitation, "To literally drill you."

"Apparently," I replied.

Jessica reached for a smaller toy. She handed me the box and said, "This is a must have for any sexually needy woman."

"A we-vibe?" I asked, looking at the rather small contraption.

"It may be small but it gives the best sensations," Jessica smiled, "while one part teases your pussy the other pulses on your clit."

"Wow," I mindlessly replied thinking about how awesome that would potentially feel.

"Wow, indeed," Jessica said, "plus with a pair of tight panties you can wear it while you are out and about."

"I would never..."

"Never say never, sweetie," Jessica recommended, reaching for a much bigger toy, "because if I have my way I will be using this on you next Saturday."

She handed me a long dildo that had heads at both ends. At first I couldn't fathom what it could be used for until Jessica explained, "It's a double-ended dildo so we can fuck each other, pussy to pussy."

My face must have been ruby red as she added, taking back the long toy, "Just kidding...probably." She shrugged and dragged me to the bras and shocked me again when she cupped my breasts and asked, "34b?"

My facial expression a mixture of shock at being felt up and her very accurate appraisal, I nodded, "How did you know?"

She shrugged, "It's a gift."

She scanned the many different bras all of which were sexier than any I currently owned before grabbing three and ordering, "Go try these on."

I took the bras tentatively and went into the small changing room. I put on a lacy white push-up bra that definitely enhanced my small breasts. It was like the breast fairy had waved her magic wand and given me the breasts I had always dreamed of having.

As I admired my new breasts, I was startled when Jessica walked in unannounced. "Nice. Isn't it amazing what one tiny piece of lingerie can do for you?"

Although suddenly feeling vulnerable in only a bra, I feigned confidence. "It makes me look like I have breasts."

"Nice, firm, appetizing breasts," Jessica complimented.

"I suppose," I replied, feeling awkward from the compliment.

"Turn around," she instructed.

I did and felt her unhook the bra and toss it on the bench. She reached and grabbed a second bra and dressed me like I was again a full-sized Barbie doll.

Her hands on me was awkward, yet sensual, causing an undeniable stirring down below.

Once the light blue bra was on, she spun me around to face the mirror and said, "Cute, very cute."

I looked in the mirror and had to agree; it was cute and somehow made me look younger.

I felt Jessica's hands expertly unclasped the bra and felt her hot breathe on the back of my neck which caused more tingling down below and made my nipples go as stiff as diamonds.

Her hand never leaving my back, she reached and grabbed the third black bra and put it on me. I wondered if she saw my erect nipples and flushed face. Did she know the impact she was having on me?

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Once on, she twirled me around and said, "Wow. Every girl needs a sexy black bra."

"Is that so?" I asked.

"Look for yourself," Jessica said, pointing to the mirror.

Turning around, I looked at myself and again I had to agree it accentuated my breasts in ways I didn't think was possible.

"Now a nice black fuck me dress, some stockings and heels and men will be drooling over you," Jessica complimented, before adding with a mischievous smile, "and some women too."

She let her last words linger before leaving me alone in the room to change.

My panties were very damp and I had to quickly calm myself down from my surprising reaction to Jessica's touch and got dressed.

I returned to the store and Jessica had a basket with panties and pantyhose.

She explained, "Whether or not you join us on Saturday you should have some naughty undergarments. I love it when I am out with Eddie in a sexy, but appropriate cocktail dress, but underneath I'm wearing thigh high stockings, a thong and a lacy bra. Or as I like to say: dress like a lady on the outside and a slut underneath...since in my opinion I am both. I also think all women want to be seen as both deep down, but most are to insecure about their bodies or too worried about what society might think."

Trying to impress her, I said, "Well, then I better take that toy you showed me."

She smiled and joked, "You may make a good slut yet."

"As good as you?" I quipped back.

"Well, I have never..." she joked back, her hands on her hips all diva-like.

Ten minutes later I had spent over 250 bucks, had three new bras, six new thongs, four pairs of thigh high, a new vibrator and a we-vibe.

Ten minutes after that we were at a lounge with some wine and we chatted about work, patients and men's bizarre fascination with sports. Finally, both on our second glasses, and me already tipsy due to being overtired, the conversation returned to the swinger's party.

Jessica asked, "So do you think you are interested in the swinger's party?"

"It may be the wine, but as of now, hell yeah," I replied, wine always loosening my morals.

"Well, I already told you about the couples' only piece and our monogamy philosophy, so the last piece is the loyalty test," she revealed.

Curious, I asked, "What is the loyalty test."

"Well, you become the submissive slave of the person who brought you for the night," Jessica said, an unreadable smile on her face.

My pussy leaked into my panties at the thought and my cheeks returned to ruby red.

I was about to speak, when she added, "Just kidding...unless you like that idea." After a pause, she explained the real rules. "But seriously...To guarantee complete loyalty and secrecy, you will each be expected to perform an act that will be videotaped."

"Oh my," I gasped, already pretty confident Matt would never agree.

"If you somehow betray the confidence of the group, the video goes viral," she explained.

"What did you have to do?" I asked.

She smiled, clearly fondly recalling her loyalty test. "I had to blow three guys and allow each to come on my face and then I had to fuck myself with a cucumber."

"Oh my God," I gasped again, "I could never do that."

She smiled, "Oh yes you could."

"I don't think so," I replied, although the idea had my pussy tingling.

"I can tell by the look on your eyes, you're already thinking about it," she correctly assessed.

"Well a girl can dream," I smiled back, the wine and conversation together stirring up a longing I had long lost.

Jessica surprised me yet again, "I want to fuck you so badly."

"What?" I exclaimed.

"Seriously," she said, "I want to devour you whole."

Such flattery had me tingling as did the idea of Jessica devouring me whole. Seeing I was rattled by her upfront behavior and yet not rejecting it, she added, "I have a plan."

"You do?" I asked, curiosity again getting the better of me.

"Yes, you and Matt are going to come to our house this Friday for a fun night of drinking, cards and fun in the hot tub."

"We are?" I asked, my head spinning with the possibilities such a night would hold.

"Yes you are and I won't take no for an answer," she said confidently.

"Ok," I agreed tentatively, unsure what I was really getting myself into, yet just as excited about the possibilities of the unknown.

Her sexy smile had me overwhelmed, "And then we will let the chips fall where they may."

We finished our wine and headed home the possibilities of Friday night both exciting and scary.

5. CROSSING THE LINE

All week I tried to bring it up to Matt, but I could never get the courage. We did have sex once, but as usual it was literally anti-climatic. He agreed, very reluctantly, to go to Jessica's on Friday. The more I thought about Jessica and the swinger's party, the more excited I got at the possibility.

Friday came and because the weather was so amazing we sat in their backyard, had a barbecue and a few drinks. The good news was that Matt and Eddie really seemed to get along as they talked football, baseball, muscle cars and the stock market. Jessica and I let them chat as we went inside to get changed for the hot tub.

Jessica asked, once alone, "Have you put any more thought into my offer?"

"Too much thought," I replied.

Jessica's sexy smile returned. "Is that so, do tell."

My face went red at what I had obviously implied. "I am going through major withdrawal," I admitted, before adding, "we had sex once since our chat, but I had to wait till after he fell asleep to finish what he didn't."

"And what were you thinking about," she purred, her tone dripping with innuendo.

"Lots of things," I vaguely answered.

Jessica moved in front of me, her seductive eyes pulling me in. "Was I in your fantasy at all?"

I stammered, nervously and excitedly, "Y-y-yes, you were."

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned in a way that I can't properly explain but had my knees weak, my body trembling and my pussy tingling. "Let's go change into our bikinis, sexy," she suggested, grabbing my hand and leading me to her room. I followed like a lovesick puppy.

As soon as we reached her room, she discarded her clothes and was standing in front of me naked. Smiling at me, obviously knowing the impact she had on me, she asked, "Like what you see?"

I replied, my cheeks giving away any pretense her nakedness was not affecting me, "I can't believe how tight your body is."

She shrugged, "I was born this way."

"You don't work out?" I asked, incredulously.

"Only up and down on Eddie's pole," she smiled, before adding, "and of course I do have a monthly marathon."

"You are so bad," I teased.

Bending over, giving me a perfect view of her ass, she reached for her bikini. Turning around and walking towards me, she said, "You can be bad too."

Reaching me, I waited in anticipation for her kiss. Her lips grazed mine, before moving to my ear, "All you have to do is say yes." She bit my ear lobe, tugged it teasingly and ordered, "Now get changed, it is time to amp up this night."

I nervously undressed as she watched. Once naked, she praised me. "Trudy, you have a damn fine body. All the men will be fighting over you tomorrow."

I blushed, thrilled by the compliment, but didn't believe it. "As if, I can't even get my own husband to fuck me," I sighed.

Her tone changing, she scolded, "Don't you dare play the pity card. Men need variety, whether it is more than one woman or different positions or whatever. It is your job as a wife to keep him happy just like it is his job to be romantic."

"Well if that is the case we would both be fired," I quipped.

"Well, let's go save your job," she smiled, moving in and kissing me. I was suddenly weak in the knees as I melted into her.

A moment later, she broke the kiss and asked playfully, "You ready to take this show live?"

"Oh my God, I don't know," I wavered.

"What is the worst that is going to happen?" the sexy bombshell asked.

"Um..." I paused, unsure the answer.

"Exactly," Jessica confirmed. "Your marriage is in trouble and I am going to help you save it by fucking you. Now get in your bathing suit."

Before I could respond, she left me alone stunned by her last declaration. Anxiety overwhelmed me as I got into my bikini and prepared for the unknown.

Five minutes later all four of us were in the hot tub drinking and chatting as if we were lifelong friends. After a few minutes, Jessica's hand appeared on my leg causing me instant excitement and trepidation. Was she really going to do something with my husband right there? The answer came seconds later when her hand slowly moved up until it was between my legs gently teasing my pussy lips. I was thankful I was under water so she couldn't tell how wet she was making me.

The next few minutes I tried to continue to be involved in the conversation, but was distracted by Jessica's touch. Suddenly, Jessica said, "Let's play a game."

Matt said, "What game?"

"Truth or dare," Jessica revealed, her finger moving inside my bikini.

I gasped as her finger penetrated me.

Matt noticed, "You okay?"

"Y-y-yes," I stammered, as Jessica begin to slowly fill my pussy with her finger. "I just haven't played truth or dare since I was a teenager."

"I'm game," Eddie said, knowing where his girlfriend was going.

"Me too," Matt agreed.

"Well, I guess I have no chooooice," I said, stretching the last word as Jessica wiggled her finger now completely in me.

Matt gave a confused look, while Eddie gave a knowing one which somehow turned me on more.

Jessica started, "Trudy , truth or dare?"

"Truth," I said, scared of what she might dare me to do.

Jessica considered for a minute before asking, "When did you last have sex?"

"Tuesday," I answered, thankful for an easy question.

"Matt's turn," Jessica announced all chipper.

"Dare," he shrugged.

Jessica said, "This is for both of you men. I dare you to throw your trunks onto the deck."

Eddie shrugged and quickly took the dare while Matt looked surprised. Once he noticed Eddie had done it, he followed suit.

"My turn, I guess," Jessica smiled. "Matt ask away."

"Truth or dare," Matt asked, his eyes continually lowering to Jessica's voluptuous breasts.

"Dare," Jessica answered.

"Tit for tat, I think, I dare both of the ladies to discard their bikinis," Matt dared.

Jessica laughed, as she turned to me, her finger sliding out of me, and reached behind me to take off my bikini top. My body trembled at her touch as she joked, "Let's show the boys tit for tat."

Once she released my breasts from the bikini top, I moved my hands, suddenly feeling brazen, and leaned my naked breasts onto her and removed her bikini as well. Once off, our breasts were crushed together and I turned to my stunned husband, who I bet didn't think we would take off our bikini tops, and smiled my tone dripping with sexiness, "Is this tit for tat or tit for tit enough for you."

Matt was indeed surprised, but Eddie took control, "You only half completed the dare, ladies."

Jessica ordered, "Stand up, my dear."

"Really?" I asked.

"A dare is a dare," Jessica shrugged.

"Okay," I agreed, nervous and excitement two emotions bouncing inside me.

I stood up and Jessica kneeled in front of me and pulled the string that unfastened by bikini bottom. She let my bottom fall into the hot tub and lingered there, my long neglected hairy cunt directly in her face. I didn't dare look at Matt, instead concentrating on staring at the beautiful younger women who I was completely enchanted by.

"You need a trim, my dear," Jessica finally quipped, before standing up and turning to Matt, "Would you like to do the honours?" I quickly sat back down so my cunt was no longer on display, although my breasts were only partially covered by the bubbles.

Matt was flabbergasted, yet, like me, he avoided making eye contact with his spouse, instead just getting drawn into the beauty that was Jessica. He tugged the string and her bikini bottom quickly joined mine in the water.

Matt couldn't pry his eyes off Jessica's cunt, I am not even sure he blinked, until she turned around towards me and said, "Eddie loves my cunt shaved."

I stared, like Matt, at her cunt with awe. I had never shaved mine before. Sure I had trimmed it, over a year ago truth be told, but never liked the idea of a razor so close to my pussy. Yet, feeling promiscuous and naughty, I wisecracked, "Well I guess it makes it easier to eat."

"Want to find out?" Jessica asked.

The moment of truth was at hand. This time I looked directly at Matt. He gave just the slightest of nods giving me permission to do it.

Jessica straddled me on the hot tub, most of her body outside the tub, taking control as I continued to hesitate, said, "I dare you to eat my cunt, Trudy."

I took a breath for confidence, before I leaned forward and took the dare.

I heard Jessica order, "Matt, please hold me up so I don't fall."

I assumed Matt did, what guy wouldn't touch her naked body given the opportunity, as I tentatively licked her pussy. I imagine the taste would have been much different if she hadn't been in a hot tub, as there was literally no taste at first. As I licked, moving my tongue back and forth between her pussy lips, I began to taste a wetness that I was responsible for...which was exhilarating...knowing she was getting sexually excited because of me. I just tried to do what I like having done to me, which is to be warmed up with slow licking, lubricating my pussy lips, followed by an aggressive attack on the clit.

Once I took her clit in my mouth, she moaned, "That's it Trudy, you are a natural pussy licker."

A chill went down my spine, even as I was quickly brought back to the reality that I was eating a pussy while my husband held up the woman.

"Matt," she asked coyly, "do you like watching your wife eat pussy?" I tensed up as I waited to hear his response. Was he turned on? Mortified?

"Y-y-yes," he stammered, after a brief pause which relaxed me instantly as I sucked her swollen clit between my lips.

"Good, because I plan to use your pretty wife to pleasure me on many occasions now that I know she is such a submissive little thing," Jessica explained, seeing just how far she could push my bewildered husband.

"Fine with me," he replied, clearly taken by Jessica's personality and sensuality just like I had been.

"Gooooood," Jessica moaned, her breathing getting more erratic. "Because I have naughty plaaaans for yoooooou twoooooooooo," she screamed, as she grabbed my head and pulled my face deep into her cunt.

A gush of cum exploded out of her and onto my face. I eagerly licked her unique exotic taste that had me instantly realizing I would drop to my knees to taste from her delicacy with the snap of her fingers...any time and any place.

Eventually, she let go of my head and asked, "Did you enjoy eating my cunt, Trudy?"

"God, yes," I admitted, no longer even remotely worried about playing innocent for my husband.

"You were very good at it," she complimented.

"Thank you," I replied, although it sounded strange coming out of my mouth.

She then asked Matt teasingly, while looking at me, "Is that your cock poking my ass, Matt?"

Matt stammered, "I-I-I guess, s-s-sorry."

"Truth Matt. Do you want to fuck me?" She asked, turning her head around to look at him.

I couldn't see his face from my submissive position still between Jessica's legs, but knew he was trying to decide how to answer.

I pushed him by reminding him, "Honey, it's truth, so just tell the truth."

Jessica added, "Yeah, I need to know if you are going to fuck me or if Eddie is."

Eddie added, "I told you we were swingers earlier man, she is yours for the taking."

"Yes, I want to fuck you," Matt finally admitted, a hunger in his voice I had not heard in a long time.

"My pussy or ass?" She asked.

"Both," Matt answered quickly, like me no longer worried about his significant other but about the moment.

"Well don't just stand there, fuck me," Jessica said, moving beside me, on her knees in the hot tub.

Matt, again like me earlier, avoided eye contact with me, as he moved behind her. Unfortunately, her cunt was still in the water so I couldn't see him penetrate her, but I did watch his facial expressions which told me he was in.

Jessica then ordered, "Trudy get your cunt in front of me now."

I didn't need to be told twice as I got out of the tub, moved in front of her, sat back down and spread my legs excited to have two men watch me get eaten.

Jessica said, "This cunt needs a good trim, Trudy."

"Anything you say," I answered without hesitation.

"Those are an interesting choice of words," Jessica purred.

I stared directly at Matt who finally was looking at me and said, "Well, almost anything."

"Almost anything is a pretty big scope," she pointed out as my husband fucked her.

"So it is," I playfully agreed.

Jessica turned to Matt and said, "I am not your wife, don't make love to me, fuck me, force my face into her neglected cunt."

I wondered if Matt caught the shot at him, but I didn't care. I loved him, but I needed this. Jessica returned to my cunt and dove in.

She licked my pussy lips slowly at first like I had, although it was difficult as her whole face was also pounded into me as Matt shifted to fucking her.

I watched a Matt I hadn't seen in almost a year as he pounded her and even began to talk as he slammed his cock into her simultaneously slamming Jessica's face into me. "Is this hard enough for you?"

"Harder dammit," she replied, clearly enjoying my husband's cock slamming into her.

Eddie laughed, "She is insatiable and impossible to please."

"That's not truuuue," she moaned, "I just make you fuckers work for it."

I glanced at Eddie who was sitting on the side of the hot tub watching his girlfriend in a threesome that didn't include him. His big cock was rock hard and seemed to be pointing directly at me as if beckoning me.

Taking control, I said, "I'll take a rain check on that sweet mouth of yours Jessica. I see something else that needs attention."

Jessica smiled, knowing instantly my intent, "Tit for tat."

I laughed as I moved towards Eddie and his cock, "Indeed tit for tat." But first I moved to Matt and kissed him. Breaking the kiss, I whispered, "I want to see you pound her ass too."

"Oh the things I do to please my wife," he joked.

"Remember those words," I quipped back as I moved to Eddie, dropped to my knees and wordlessly took his stiff rod between my lips.

"About fucking time girl," he groaned as I didn't waste any time with pleasantries and took six inches of his cock in my mouth. I wasn't sure I could take all eight but I was sure willing to try.

I bobbed up and down on Eddie's cock for the next couple minutes slowly taking more and more into my mouth. Jessica's moans were consistent and a constant turn on as she even moaned sexier than me.

I almost had all of his cock in my mouth when he ordered, "Ride me, slut."

I had never been called a slut before during sex. Although I wasn't a feminist by any stretch I had always hated the way that word was used so liberally. Matt knew how much I despised it and never used it. Yet, this time it only turned me on. At the moment I was a slut giving in without hesitation or consequence to my sexual desires. I quickly obeyed, getting out of the hot tub and awkwardly straddling his missile. I also hated being on top, being more a missionary, doggy style or on my side type of girl, yet again just doing as I was told enhanced the sexual stimulation of the already steamy situation.

I lowered myself slowly and moaned loudly as I took his cock in me. From this position I could ride Eddie and watch Matt fuck Jessica.

Jessica finally ordered, "Sit on the edge of the hot tub, boy toy."

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I laughed slightly at Matt being called a boy toy. Of course, he didn't hesitate as he was now sitting directly across from me and was watching me get completely filled by a cock two inches bigger than his.

His cock, like Eddie's, was saluting the ladies, as Jessica replicated my position straddling over my husband. The one big difference is she slowly took Matt's cock in her ass. I watched both in awe and envy, at just how easily she took a cock in her ass. Being ass fucked had always been a secret fantasy of mine, but other than my fingers, and a very epic failure when I was drunk in college, which had resulted in it only being an exit hole.

"Ever fucked a woman's ass," Jessica asked once Matt's cock had completely disappeared inside her.

"Noooooo," he groaned, clearly in euphoria at what was currently happening to him.

Watching Jessica slowly riding my husband's cock turned me on and I began bouncing up and down on Eddie's long, thick rod which filled me completely. Each downward bounce reached new depths inside me bringing new sensations of pleasure to flow through me.

In only a couple of minutes of getting his cock milked by Jessica's ass, Matt grunted and warned, "I'm going to come."

Jessica hopped off his cock, and began furiously pumping his cock. "Do you want to come on my face?"

"Yeaaaaah," Matt groaned, something else I didn't ever do, realizing just how vanilla I really was.

Eddie meanwhile ordered, "Tighten that cunt of yours around my cock, slut."

"Kkkkkk," I moaned, my orgasm close as I tried to focus on milking his cock all the while watching the scene directly in front of me. I tightened my cunt as best as I could, trying to really ride his clock fast, my orgasm building quickly.

"Aaaaaaaaaah," Matt grunted as he sprayed his cum onto Jessica's open mouth and face.

"How long have you been holding that big load, stud?" She asked, as five streams of cum covered her face.

"Too looooong," he replied, just as Jessica deep throated his cock that had just been in her ass.

The nasty scene was too much for me, as was my pace and the glorious big cock inside me and I screamed, "Fuuuuuuuck, I'm comiiiiing."

Eddie lifted me up, keeping his cock in me, lowered me back onto the edge of hot tub, and began really fucking me hard. The deep rough pounding as my orgasm was trembling through me unlike any I had ever experienced before had me babbling incoherently, "oh God, yes, fuck, I love your cock, use me, ahhhh, yes, shiiiiit, I'm your sluuuuuuuuut." I couldn't believe I had called myself a 'slut', yet that is exactly what I felt like at the moment and it was an exhilarating feeling.

A couple of minutes later, my orgasm finally subsiding, Eddie demanded, "Finish me off with those pretty cocksucking lips, slut."

I quickly obeyed, reluctantly allowing his cock to slip out of my well fucked cunt and took it in my mouth. I hungrily bobbed back and forth trying to finish what I had started earlier, attempting to take all eight inches of his thick cock into my mouth.

"Yes, take it all like a good little slut, Trudy," he groaned.

That was all the encouragement I needed to take the last half inch into my mouth.

Jessica complimented, "Shit Trudy for a sexually repressed woman you really are eager."

"How bad do you want my cum, slut?" Eddie asked as he pulled out and began pumping his cock.

I didn't hesitate wanting nothing more than to allow him to cum wherever he wanted to. "I have never wanted anything more in my life, sir." I didn't realize I said 'sir' until it was too late, but thankfully no one said anything.

"Does your wife let you coat her pretty face with your jizz?" Eddie asked Matt.

"Never," Matt replied his tone implying he figured I should.

"Are you going to let me shoot my full load of cum all over your pretty face?" Eddie asked as he looked down at me.

Annoyed by Matt's comment, I replied, "Come anywhere you want, my face, my tits or my cunt."

"What about your sweet little ass?" He questioned.

I stammered, realizing I had painted myself into this corner, "I-I-I have never done that before."

Eddie said to Jessica, "well we know what her initiation will be."

"That we do," Jessica agreed, moving to her boyfriend's cock and stroking it for him. "Open wide, Trudy."

I obeyed, opening wide for the cum I was craving.

Seconds later, but it felt like an eternity, his first robe of cum shot out like a cannon hitting me on the forehead. The second hit between my eyes and the third directly in my mouth. I eagerly swallowed the limited sample as more sprayed onto my neck and tits.

"We can't be wasting Eddie's cum," Jessica smiled, her face coated in Matt's juice as she leaned forward and licked the cum off my breast and then moved up my neck. Her hot breath got me hot again as she slowly moved up my body to retrieve her boyfriend's cum. My body shivered at her touch as she moved to my lips and kissed me. It started tender, but soon we were kissing like two teenagers first time, never wanting it to end. Our tongues explored each other's mouths even as our hands explored each others' bodies.

When we finally broke apart, the men had filled up the drinks. Sitting beside our significant other, both of our faces sticky with cum, Jessica said, "So Matt, do you want to come with us tomorrow as our guests?"

"Where to?" he asked.

"A swinger's party," she answered.

Matt choked on his drink.

Jessica and Eddie both laughed.

Jessica explained in detail everything she had told me, with Eddie adding the odd piece of information. I moved my hand under water and grabbed his cock which was stiff again. I stroked him as he listened to everything.

Jessica finished by adding that I had told her about how our marriage had become sexually stagnated and that she had suggested the swinger's party as a remedy.

I said, trying to soften the wording, "I just said that we had lost the creative spark we used to have."

"I guess we have," Matt agreed.

"So are you in?" Jessica asked.

"Do you want to do this?" Matt asked me.

"If you do," I replied.

Matt said, "I can't believe that I didn't want to come here tonight."

"You weren't expecting to watch your wife dyke out, take her friend's ass, and be offered to join a very exclusive swinger's group?" Jessica joked.

"I was thinking more feigning caring while wishing I could just be at home watching the ball game," Matt answered back, before joking, "but this was okay too."

"Fucker," Jessica said playfully.

"Takes one to know one," Matt quipped back, my old witty husband suddenly back from the abyss.

"So I'll take that as a yes," Eddie said.

"Fuck yes," Matt agreed.

A rush of excitement coursed through me as I moved on top of him and slowly straddled my husband's cock.

"You slut," Jessica said.

"Takes one to know one," I retorted repeating my husband's line.

"Just one question," Matt asked.

"Anything," Jessica said, as she straddled Eddie.

"What will be the initiation?" Matt questioned.

"No guarantees," Eddie answered. "I am guessing once Jessica tells the head Mistress that your wife is an anal virgin she will be determined to change that travesty."

"And me?" Matt asked, seemingly okay with his wife getting sodomized by a stranger.

"Ever sucked cock?" Eddie asked.

"God, no," my husband gasped.

"Just kidding," Eddie laughed, before adding, "There are a few bi-men in the group. Anyways, they have a few women who desperately love to get laid and you will fuck one or more of them."

"Sounds ok," Matt shrugged.

"I fucked a seventy year old," Eddie revealed before adding, "and then had to lick my cum from her pussy."

"Your fucking with me again aren't you?" my hubby asked nervously.

"Nope, it is critical that the evidence they have on you is so incriminating that you would never betray the group," Eddie explained.

Jessica asked, as her big tits bounced up and down, "Still in, stud?"

"If my wife is in, I am in," he said.

"I'm all iiiiin," I moaned, as I bounced on his cock.

"Then get off his cock right now," Jessica ordered.

"But I'm close," I protested.

"No sex until tomorrow night. We need you horny as hell and need your hubby with as many loads as possible to shoot," Jessica said. "The women in the club are insatiable."

"So it seems," I said, as I reluctantly got off Matt's cock.

We chatted for a while before getting dressed and agreeing to meet at 8:30 at their house to go together to the party.

On the drive home, I refrained from just lowering my head and sucking his cock while he drove. We didn't talk at all as we drove in silence both pondering the night we just had and the evening that lie before us.

6. SWINGER'S PARTY

The next morning I woke up late and was surprised to see that Matt was gone. On the kitchen table was a note:

My slut wife,

I have to go to work for a while. I also will pick up outfits for tonight. I also expect you to trim that cunt of yours.

Love Matt

I smiled and laughed. He was trying to be forceful seeing how it worked for Eddie and the reaction I had. Yet, he finishes with 'Love Matt'...obviously he still has some work to do at bring more aggressive, yet he is also so adorable.

I was so thrilled that it went so well yesterday. The night could have ended our marriage and yet instead, just like Jessica said, it seems to have saved it. Crazy, but true, swinging had rekindled our marriage and tonight was an opportunity to really spice it up.

I followed his command and trimmed by pussy which took a lot of time. I considered shaving completely but decided against it, as I had always liked the natural look. The floor was a mess and I felt slightly ashamed that I had let it grow so ragged.

Jessica called to confirm we were still on for tonight and asked what I was wearing. I admitted I had no idea and learned she was going to be a slutty pirate wench.

The day ticked by at a snail's pace, until Matt arrived home at 4:30.

"Hi, honey," I called out.

"Hey?" He greeted back.

"What did you buy me?" I asked, like a kid on Christmas morning.

"So eager," he teased, before adding, "Just like last night."

"I couldn't believe how liberating it was, especially after I knew you were game," I said.

His tone turned serious, "If we do this we must promise each other that it is just sex."

"That is what it is," I comforted him. "I love you and love you even more after last night. I trust you enough to know that last night was just sex, as will be tonight, and that you would never do such a thing without me."

"Nor you me," he smiled, kissing me.

"I love you," I whispered, when the kiss ended.

"I love you too," he replied.

"I so want to fuck the shit out of you," I said, horny again.

"I think that may happen to you tonight," he joked.

"That is a bit nerve wracking," I admitted, my ass instantly clenching.

"As is whatever they have planned for me," he added.

"High risk for high reward," I joked.

"Indeed," he laughed.

"Soooooo...what did you get me?" I asked, fluttering my eyes like a child whose dad always brings them a present home from a trip.

"That is for me to know and you to find out," he said. "But first I need a shower and then food."

"Supper will be ready in twenty-five minutes," I announced.

"Great, what we having?" He asked.

"Your favourite," I smiled.

"You haven't made that forever," he said.

"You hadn't deserved it," I quipped.

I finished preparing supper; we ate and then watched Wheel of Fortune like we usually do. Finally it was time to get ready; I had been dying with anticipation for hours to know what he had thought would be a good costume for such an evening.

"Come up in a couple of minutes and I will have your outfit laid out for you," Matt said, standing up.

"Make it one," I countered. "The suspense is driving me nuts."

"It will be worth the wait," he promised before leaving me.

I waited a minute, probably less than that, before heading to our bedroom. As soon as I saw it on the bed I should have known...he was making his childhood fantasies a reality. I could only assume he was going to be Batman. I, it seemed, was going to be Catwoman. This Catwoman outfit was a snug fit and very impractical for the party we were going to...although I liked the idea of wearing a mask...my real identity concealed making me much more comfortable in front of a group of strangers.

I was looking at the vinyl outfit when Matt came out, as expected, in a Batman costume. I have to admit he looked fucking hot.

"Like the outfit?" He asked.

"Yours or mine?"

"Both."

"Well you are definitely save-me-from-the-villain-and-be-rewarded-with-the-fuck-of-your-life," I answered flirtatiously.

"And yours?" He asked.

"It looks very tight," I answered.

"Put it on," he instructed.

"Yes, Batman," I smiled.

I got undressed except for bra and panties when Matt said, "completely naked."

"Hmmmmmm, is Batman trying to seduce me?" I asked, as I allowed my bra to hit the floor.

"Maybe," he smiled, as I got out of my underwear.

I reached for the vinyl outfit when he ordered, "Thigh highs first."

Grabbing the thigh highs I hadn't noticed at first, I teased, "You and your nylon fetish."

"You and your not wearing them for me," he pointed out.

I had always thought his fetish strange. I used to wear them all the time when we were younger, but rarely wore them since I wore pantyhose every day at work. Hinting at my submissive side which he was finally catching onto after all these years, I said, "I'll wear them all the time."

"Really?" He asked.

"I'll walk around the house only in thigh highs and heels if you wish," I continued, as I slid the first thigh high up my leg.

"This is new," he said.

"All you have to do is treat me like I am your everything and I will become your everything," I said, stretching my nylon clad leg towards him.

He took it in his hands and kissed my toes.

I teased, "Don't start what you can't finish."

He laughed, "Oh I can finish it all right."

"No orgasms until tonight, stud," I teased, moving my foot away before putting on the second stocking.

Once on, I stood up and grabbed the outfit. I realized there was a zipper in the front that could be pulled down to get at my breasts and as I pulled it onto my body, tougher to get on than the tightest jeans I used to wear in high school, I realized the outfit was crotchless. I gasped, "Matt you can't be serious."

"As soon as I saw it I knew it was perfect," he smiled.

"I can't go in public like this," I said, mortified of our neighbours seeing my cunt or ass.

"I wasn't really asking your opinion," he shrugged. "Now finish getting dressed."

Half of me was pissed and wanted to slap him across the face, while the other half was turned on by his sudden confident and in control demeanour.

I obeyed, even as my face flushed. Once on, I added the belt that completed the ensemble, well besides the mask.

"Fuck you look hot," Matt complimented.

"Do I look hot or are you fantasizing about the chick that played the part all those years ago?" I asked.

"No, this is all you," he said.

My face again flushed, but this time with flattery. "Oh you know just what to say."

"One more thing," he said.

"What else could I possible add to this?" I asked.

"Heels," he said.

"You bought me shoes?" I asked stunned.

"Kinda."

"How can you kinda buy me shoes?"

He handed me a box and I knew instantly. He hadn't bought me shoes, he had bought me boots.

I opened the box and gasped yet again, he bought me five-inch 'fuck the shit out of me boots'. I hadn't worn heels larger than two inches in years. "You want me to wear these?" I asked before adding, "Theses just might kill me."

"If you're playing the role of slut tonight you should dress the part," he said.

"So I'm a slut now," I asked but with a smile.

"You're my slut," he countered, his hand moving to my already very wet cunt.

"That I am," I moaned at his touch.

"Now put on the boots," he ordered, before waiting a few seconds and adding, "slut."

"Yes, Master," I joked.

"Master, I like that," he smiled, his finger sliding inside me.

"You are going to make me come if you don't stop," I warned.

"Then I better stop," he said, pulling his finger out, but surprising me by pushing it into my ass.

"What the fuuuuuuuck," I gasped, stunned by his sudden penetration.

"Just getting you ready for tonight," he smiled, as he pulled his finger out.

"Get the boots on," he said firmly and left the room.

I watched him go, wondering if I had opened Pandora's box even as I pondered what a cock would feel like in my ass.

...

I scurried to the car, scurry being a subjective term based on how many times I wobbled in my boots, petrified someone would see me. I had my mask on too, which somehow made me feel more anonymous.

We didn't talk on the drive, each of us contemplating the night ahead.

Arriving at Jessica's place, I again quickly walked up the driveway and to her door. It seemed like an eternity before the door was opened, not by Jessica but Eddie, who complimented me, "Wow, obviously you are hoping to make an entrance."

"Just wearing what Matt told me to," I shrugged.

"Good choice, man," Eddie approved.

"Might as well make another fantasy come true," Matt said.

"Come on in, Jessica is changing again," Eddie said.

"Again?" I asked.

"She learned Miranda was coming dressed as a school girl and now Jessica has to up the slut factor," Eddie explained.

"Slut factor?" I asked.

"Those are her words not mine," he said, before adding, "Can I get you a drink?"

"Please," Matt and I both said at exactly the same time.

We were on our second drinks when I heard Jessica ask, "How do I look?"

I turned around and my mouth dropped open. She was in a Minnie Mouse costume. She looked ridiculously hot with the ears, a skirt so short you could see the lace top stocking of her mocha stockings and she had on six inch open-toe heels. Minnie Mouse of course didn't wear a red micro skirt, a white half shirt that barely held in more than half her voluptuous breasts or a red half shirt that covered her arms and neck. Disney would roll in his grave, but every man alive would be rock hard and any girl dripping wet.

"Oh God Trudy, you look fucking delicious," she complimented when she reached us.

"Care for a taste," I teased, opening my legs and revealing my crotch less area.

"You little slut, are you trying to out slut me?" she asked.

"Just learning the ropes from the best," I teased, my finger opening my cunt for her, the second glass of wine already loosening my inhibitions. "So the offer still stands."

"I will definitely take a rain check," she smiled, kissing me. Breaking the kiss, she moved to Matt and kissed him too. "You don't look too bad yourself," she said.

"You look amazing," Matt said.

"I try," Jessica shrugged. "So are you guys ready for the night that changes everything?"

"I think that was yesterday," Matt joked.

"Oh that was just the appetizer. Tonight you will get the full course meal," Jessica replied.

"Should we have another drink before we go?" Eddie asked.

"Maybe two," Matt joked.

"Or seven," I added, the closer the clock ticked to our rendezvous, the more nervous I got.

"No turning back now, sexy," Jessica said.

"Not turning back, just filled with anticipation and trepidation," I explained.

"I understand," Jessica nodded.

We ended up having two more drinks, me already past tipsy, and then got ready as Jessica pointed out, "We need to get there on time. No one is allowed to play until the initiation is over."

"Oh my, will everyone be watching?" I asked.

"Yep, you too are fresh meat and they will all be conniving who gets first shot at you two," Jessica added.

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"Fresh meat," I laughed nervously.

Eddie added, "The odds of you not getting fucked by every guy there is pretty slim."

"How many is everyone?" I asked, Eddie's prediction only adding to my growing anxiety.

"It's Halloween so almost everyone will be there, so at most fifteen couples" Eddie answered.

"Don't worry, two of them will be more into Matt if he is willing to swing that way," Jessica added.

Matt coughed, "There is gay action?"

Jessica shrugged as if it was no big deal, "There is everything action. But you can always say no, but trust me they will be eyeing you, especially if they learn you are straight and a back door virgin."

"I would never do it with another guy," Matt said.

"As I told your wife just a few days ago, never say never," Jessica warned.

Eddie added, "It's kind of reverse sexism. Two girls is hot, two guys is disgusting."

"You have been with a guy?" Matt asked.

"A few times. It's not really my thing, but it is a nice change of pace every once and a while," Eddie said rather casually.

"Don't be modest Eddie. Eddie is a great cocksucker and looks fucking hot getting fucked in the ass," Jessica said.

"I think we have said too much," Eddie said, not remotely embarrassed by Jessica's revelation. "We don't want them having second thoughts."

"Fair enough, but I must clarify who took your sexy butt's virginity?" Jessica asked.

"You did with a strap-on," Eddie admitted, not a hint of shame in his tone. Suddenly I wandered what it would be like to watch a guy get fucked by another guy, or for me to fuck Matt in the ass...wouldn't that be the ultimate tit for tat.

"Shit, we need to go now," Jessica said.

The guys sat in the front, Jessica and I sat in the back seat. As soon as the car was in motion Jessica pulled me in and kissed me. We kissed with sweet tenderness for the first few minutes our lips never breaking contact. But the longer the kiss lasted the more passionate it became. Our tongues danced, our hands groped, both avoiding our cunts, as we warned ourselves up for the party that was about to start.

We didn't come up for air until Eddie said, "Think you two dykes can take a long enough break from molesting each other to walk into the house."

"Not enjoying the show?" Jessica asked.

"Of course, but looking forward to the main attraction," Eddie smiled.

"Touche," Jessica nodded, leaning down and kissing my pussy once before moving away.

"To saving marriages one orgy at a time," she declared.

I laughed as we got out of the car and headed towards the ridiculously big house, not a house, more of a mansion. A chill went up my spine at the thought we were really doing this...really going to have sex with strangers, join an exclusive group of couples that were swingers. My pussy was getting wet at just the thought of what was about to transpire.

Matt held my hand and whispered just before we reached the door, "Having second thoughts?"

"Second, and third and fourth," I replied, squeezing his hand.

"I love you, Trudy," he said.

"I love you too," I replied, stopping to kiss him.

"Ready for the beginning of a whole new world?" Jessica asked.

"Ready as I will ever be," I replied, as Eddie knocked on the door.

"Welcome to the rabbit hole," Jessica smiled as the door was opened by an Asian maid dressed in a normal maid's outfit.

"Good evening," the maid greeted.

"Good evening, Keiko," Jessica said, kissing the maid on the cheek. "This is Trudy and Matt, our special guests for tonight."

"Nice to meet you," Keiko bowed.

"You as well," I said, kissing her cheek like Jessica did.

"Please sign these waivers," Keiko said, handing me a clipboard.

Jessica, seeing my confusion, explained, "Just waivers promising you will never reveal anything that happens here including names...kind of like what happens at the party stays at the party."

I nodded, signing the papers without reading them; Matt did the same.

"Follow me to the initiation room," Keiko said.

We followed her down a hallway and to a room with video cameras and a bed. A chill went up my spine as the reality of what was about to happen became very real.

Jessica said, "Once your initiation is done you can join us downstairs."

"You're not staying?" I asked.

"I will be downstairs watching on the big screen," she smiled, kissing me hard.

Soon Matt and I were alone in the room. Matt and I held hands both of us nervous and unsure. A couple of minutes later, we heard a woman's voice announce over a speaker. "Good evening all. Tonight will be a very special Halloween party. Today we will be adding two members to our group if they pass the initiation. Good evening, Trudy and Matt."

"Good evening," we both said to no one.

"You understand this will be filmed and released on the net if you were ever to reveal anything about our group?" She said all business.

"Yes, Ma'am," I nodded nervously.

"We are going to try something different tonight," she continued. "You two will be together for the initiation."

"Ok, Miss," Matt agreed, his body trembling.

"Matt you are going to go to the other room and choose three men...these three men will fuck your beautiful wife while you watch and help," the voice instructed.

"Yes, Miss," he said, giving my hand a squeeze.

I watched him leave as I waited with a mixture of anxiety and excitement.

Time ticked by so slowly as I waited for the inevitable. It was probably only two or three minutes before three men, all completely naked walked into the room. All three were our age and decent looking and without a word they walked over to me and started kissing me.

The female voice said, "Jessica mentioned you have never had anal sex. That may dear will change as you get triple teamed by these three men. Matt you will guide each cock into one of your wife's three holes. There is lube on the counter there for her backdoor pleasure. Have fun, and welcome to the family."

I was instantly overwhelmed as my neck was kissed by one man, while another unzipped my costume to suck on my tits, and the other dropped to his knees and began licking my pussy. I just stood there and allowed my erogenous zones to be lit on fire while closing my eyes to avoid seeing my husband watching.

After a couple minutes of triple attention, I was led to the bed and ordered to get on all fours by the dark haired gentleman. I obeyed, my pussy already on fire, ready to do whatever it took to join this club, yet nervous to know my husband was watching.

"Come put my cock in her mouth," the blonde whose cock was suddenly in front of my face said.

I watched as Matt moved to me, paused briefly, before grabbing the guy's smallish five-inch cock, yet the thickest I have ever seen, as he guided it between my lips. I, of course, opened my mouth and took in the stranger's cock. I sucked it intently, swirling my tongue around his wide rod, trying to impress him and anyone else who might be watching.

"That's it," the blonde man groaned.

Just a few words of encouragement and I felt a chill up my spine. A few bobs later and I felt my body lifted up as someone slid underneath me. "Lower your wife on my cock," I heard someone say, although I couldn't see, as my mouth was still full of cock.

Yet, I felt myself being lowered onto a big long cock. I moaned on the cock in my mouth as my cunt was filled. I began to ride the cock in my pussy while continuing to suck the cock in my mouth. I fell so slutty, so sexy and so exhilarated all at once.

After starting slowly, I began to ride the cock in my pussy with reckless abandon all the while bobbing back and forth on the small thick cock, easily taking both cocks all the way inside me. Even as I did, my orgasm beginning to build, I kept waiting for the third cock. I wanted it; I needed it; I craved it. Taking the cock out of my mouth, I begged, "Matt, I need a third cock, baby."

"Okay," he said, reaching for the lube as I took the blonde man's cock back in my mouth.

A moment later, I felt a warm liquid poured down my ass crack and I moaned again as I felt a finger rubbing the lube around my virgin asshole.

"Put my cock in her ass," I heard the third guy say as I felt firm hands on my hips that held me from riding the cock already in my cunt.

I tensed; knowing that even with all the lube a sharp pain was assumedly coming.

I took the cock in front of me back in my mouth and reveled in my first ever triple penetration. "Hold her ass cheeks open," a voice said and I assumed it was Matt who pulled them apart just as the stranger's cock began pushing and trying to break through my tight back door.

At first, it refused to be allowed entry, but as more lube was poured on my ass I felt my ass widen and the cock slowly slip inside and continued to push forward and slowly my ass opened up and allowed the stranger to slowly sodomize me.

The pain was instant and yet I wanted more. I wanted to be used as a slut; I wanted to put on a show for all the stranger's currently watching me; I wanted Matt to get turned on watching me get triple teamed. I wanted it all.

"Aaaaaah," I babbled, letting the cock in my mouth slip out.

"Just relax," the guy behind me said.

"Okaaaaaaay," I said through clenched teeth.

Ever so slowly, like a turtle running a race, his cock went deeper in the unknown depths of my ass. The pain continued to burn, yet the euphoria of knowing I was being watched, somehow dulled it.

"Shit, you are tight," the guy behind me groaned.

"You're my first back therrrrrrre," I explained.

"Well, I am honored," he said, caressing my ass.

The cock in my ass went deeper inside my virgin back door causing such contrasting sensations of pleasure and pain that I wanted more. His cock not all the way in me, I tried to be like a porn star in the movies as I tried to pleasure all three cocks at once. It was awkward at first, as I pushed back taking all the cock in my ass. I screamed, "Holy fuuuuuuuck," as my ass cheeks met his body.

"Shit girl, you took it all," the owner of the cock in my ass said.

"I wanted it all," I moaned, even as a pain burned through me. Then I began to fuck myself on the cock in my ass, simultaneously deep-throating the cock in my mouth, while the cock in my cunt just lingered there a constant reminder of my triple penetration.

Matt spoke for the first time. "That's it baby; take all those big cocks my little slut."

Somehow that turned me on more and I continued the slow process of getting into a rhythm of taking all the cocks in me. First a cock buried deep into my ass, then another deep into my mouth, it was the most exhilarating sensation of my life and I didn't want it to end.

As I enjoyed the slow building pleasure, the voice on the intercom announced, "Matt, you have one more task."

"Yes, Miss, anything," he said.

"You will eat your wife's pussy after James comes in her," she announced.

"Okay," I heard him agree, even though his tone implied his dislike.

The owner of the cock in my ass, demanded, "Faster, sexy, let's see that tight body of yours really get a work out."

I moaned in response on the cock in my mouth, my mind thinking the same thing, as I tried to oblige by going faster. I wanted all his cock in my ass and I slammed back onto him reaching new depths in my no longer virgin ass, before moving forward and easily deep-throating the cock in my mouth. I bounced back and forth like a tennis ball, the pleasure overwhelming as the triple penetration was easily the greatest sexual thrill of my life. Suddenly, the cock in my cunt, began slowly moving his hips and the triple sensation hit even harder. The cock in my ass and cunt were different, yet complimentary pleasures and I knew my orgasm was going to hit soon.

Suddenly, I heard, "I'm coming," and was rewarded with a load of cum down my throat. I eagerly swallowed it all while continuing to ride two cocks.

When the cock in my mouth left, I babbled, "Oh God yes, I love your cocks in me."

"Lean forward," said the guy underneath me, as I looked into his sexy blue eyes.

I did and soon both cocks inside me were thrusting simultaneously creating a pleasure unlike any other. My orgasm about to burst, I babbled like a dirty slut, "Oh God, harder, fuck my cunt and ass harder," and "Oh shit, I feel so full," and "Deeper, make my ass yours," and finally, "Oh God, I'm comiiiiiiiing."

My whole body trembled with such intense pleasure, I couldn't hold myself up and I collapsed onto the stranger underneath me.

The guy whose cock was in my ass, leaned over me and even as my orgasm cascaded through me and continued pounding my ass hard, creating an everlasting pleasure of an orgasm that refused to end.

Suddenly I felt my ass being filled with cum, yet another thrilling sensation that brought new chills throughout my body. When he pulled out I could feel cum slip out of my ass, feeling both hot and slutty.

To my surprise, the guy underneath me flipped me over and began fucking my cunt hard and deep.

A second orgasm began building instantly as this gorgeous younger man fucked me harder than I had ever been fucked. It wasn't love making, it was carnal lust both of us being drawn to the moment of sexual fulfillment.

Staring up at him, I begged, "Pound me, sexy, fill my cunt with your big cock."

He smiled, "Your wish is my command pretty lady."

He grabbed my legs, leaned them back towards me until my ankles were beside my ears, and reached a depth I didn't know was possible inside my cunt.

"Oh fucking Lord," I praised, "you are so deep in me."

My legs burned as he stretch me in ways I never knew I could stretch and yet his body leaning on me as he slammed deep into me was all I cared about.

My second orgasm was on the rise and I begged, wanting to feel him come in me when I came, "Don't stop, I'm so close, fill my cunt with your cum when I come."

"I'm close to," he grunted, sweat dripping down his forehead, both of us getting a major workout.

"So close, fuck, I'm waiting for you, baby, fill me up, fuck, come now baby, come for your slut, my cunt, my cunt, my cuuuuuuuuuunt," I screamed as I felt his cock unload its cum into me and I let go of my own orgasm that was begging to be released.

His cock shot rope after rope of his seed deep in me, even as my own juices tried to flood out. Our simultaneous orgasms made it even hotter, and as he moved up a bit, I let my legs wrap around him to keep his cock in me until my orgasm subsided.

"Shit," I said, my body finally collapsing onto the bed.

When he pulled out, I was surprised to feel someone else move between my legs. Looking up I saw Matt look up at me before he leaned forward and began licking my well fucked cunt.

I moaned, "That's it baby, lick my cunt," even as I felt my cum and the stranger's cum leaking out of me.

After a few minutes of his licking me, a third orgasm began to rise and I grabbed his head, knowing we were being watched. I wanted to put on a nasty show, so I pulled him into my cunt then began rubbing my cunt up and down on his face.

"Oh yes, baby, lick all that cum out of your wife's cunt," I demanded, excited by putting on a show.

My third orgasm, although much smaller than my last two, squirted out onto Matt who had licked and sucked my cunt throughout the whole ride.

Finally, I pulled him up to me and kissed him hard. "I love you, baby."

"I love you too," he replied with an ear to ear grin.

Jessica walked into the room and broke up the intimate moment when she said, "Enough fucking lovey dovey shit. Come and meet the rest of the group."

She took my hand, pulled me up and added, "Fuck that was hot by the way."

"I tried to put on a good show. Did you really enjoy watching me getting the hell fucked out of me?" I asked trying to look as slutty as possible.

"Oh yeah and it made me so hot I had to get fucked while watching," she revealed.

"Who fucked you?" I asked curiously.

"Martin, our one black guy who has a huge ten inch cock," she revealed.

"Yummy," I half drooled yet another fantasy I had never fulfilled...a black guy.

"Oh don't worry; he will have a load for you. He is twenty-one and can go all fucking night," she explained.

As we walked down the stairs, I said, "I can't believe it was less than a week ago that you first mentioned this club."

"When you couldn't stop drooling over my body," she quipped back.

"Well if you wouldn't flaunt it so much, you could turn any straight girl gay," I smiled.

"Aaaah, you say the nicest things," she laughed.

The moment we entered the room, Matt right behind us, a pretty redhead, dressed as a nurse ironically, grabbed Matt and said, "You're mine, sexy."

He looked at me and I nodded, "Have fun, baby."

"You too," he said, as he was led away by the sexy redhead.

Jessica led me out into a huge room where a variety of sex acts were currently going on. I watched the crazy orgy that was under way. I saw the redhead bobbing up and down hungrily on Matt's cock, I saw a bed in the middle of the room on which I recognized Miranda Collington the news weatherwoman from TV, dressed as a slutty school girl, sucking some guy's cock, while a woman was between her legs licking away.

I saw an older man dressed in drag bent over getting fucked by a younger guy dressed as a fireman which somehow turned me on.

I saw three women in a circle eating each other's cunts all in various costumes in complete disarray, and there was a chubby woman with the biggest tits I have ever seen bouncing up and down on a cock which made her massive breasts bounce around like basketballs.

Lastly, I saw Eddie giving a guy a hand job, while a girl was sucking his cock. My voyeuristic awe was disrupted when Jessica whistled and all the men and women stopped and looked up.

Jessica said, "Everyone this is Trudy and over there getting blown by Carrie is her husband Matt."

"Hi Trudy and Matt," a chorus of people said.

"Be sure to introduce yourself to our new members throughout the night," Jessica said, as she led me to the black man who was sitting by himself.

"Trudy, this is huge cock, huge cock, this is Trudy," Jessica offered.

The black man whose name I already forgot laughed, "You have such elegance with words, Jessica."

I looked at his cock, not even erect, and gasped at its beauty.

Jessica shrugged, "What can I say your big cock takes my breath away."

The black man said to me, "Hi Trudy, I'm Martin."

"Nice to meet you," I said, trying to look into his eyes and not his cock.

Jessica laughed, "Enough with the small chat and more with the sex. On your knees, you nasty little slut."

I didn't need to be told twice as I fell to my knees and took the semi-erect thick black cock in my mouth.

His cock was so big, so thick; it took a while to get adjusted to his size. The thrill of feeling it grow in my mouth was exhilarating as was knowing the lingering taste on his cock was Jessica's cunt juice. I hadn't had him in my mouth three minutes before I felt hands on my hips and a cock slide inside my cunt.

Looking behind me, I saw a guy I vaguely recognized dressed as Superman. He smiled at me and said, "Hi, I'm Curtis."

"I'm Trudy," I replied, returning to the black cock and realizing that it was Miranda's much younger 19-year-old husband she had just married in Vegas last year...in a rather scandalous relationship.

Curtis took his time slowly fucking me, while I did the same to the juicy black cock in my mouth. I don't know how long I was sucking and fucking before I was consumed by a need to feel a black cock inside me.

I looked up at him and said, "Want to fuck me?"

"Looks like you're already being filled," he smiled.

"I have another hole back there," I smiled.

"You are insatiable," he chuckled.

I looked at Curtis, and said, "Just changing positions stud."

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"No problem," he smiled. "I know when I can't compete."

"Oh, I want you too sexy," I purred, as I stood up and saw he had a nice cock himself.

I got out of my heels, turning my ass towards Martin as I straddled him, slowly lowering my ass onto his massive cock, then positioning my stocking-clad feet a top his thighs as I tried another first...the reverse cowgirl position.

"Shit, that's creative," Martin smiled, as I slowly lowered myself onto his cock.

"Aaaaaaaah," I moaned, as his cock slowly widened my ass, the cock definitely wider than the one that had broken my anal cherry.

"Go slow, sexy," he suggested, while Curtis watched patiently.

I looked at him and said, "Don't you go away, I want you in me too."

"I'm not going anywhere," he smiled, as a couple of inches of black cock slowly made its way inside my ass.

As I continued slowly lowering myself on the big cock, a woman in her forties walked over to me, dressed in a Marilyn Monroe famous white dress, the same voluptuous breasts, and said, "I'm June, welcome."

I recognized her voice instantly as the one over the speaker earlier and said, through clenched teeth, "Nice to meet you, June."

"You as well," she smiled, before kneeling before me and taking my clit in her mouth, while simultaneously reaching out and stroking Curtis's cock.

I gasped at her sudden touch as I slowly took more of Martin's cock in my ass. My goal, as ludicrous as it seemed, was to get all ten inches of him inside me. This was my night to slut it up and I was going to be the biggest slut I could possibly be.

After a few seconds, June stood back up, kissed me, my own pussy juice on her lips. When you're done with these two, I expect you to come and find me, is that clear?"

"Yes, Mistress," I replied without thinking.

"Mistress, I like that," she smiled, unzipping my costume and pulling it off my shoulders to release my small breasts. "That's better."

She then sauntered away.

"You aren't trying to take it all are you?" Martin asked.

"Go big or go home," I joked, "both literally and figuratively."

Curtis, stood up on the couch, and surprised me by shoving his cock in my mouth. "Keep me hard, slut."

I loved being called a slut; I loved having two cocks in me; I wanted to have three again; I wanted it all. I moaned on his cock as I continued my slow progression down the big cock.

Martin groaned, "Shit you have the tightest ass ever."

I took the cock out of my mouth and teased, "It won't be once you are done with it."

"That true," he laughed

Curtis ordered, "Get back to sucking, slut."

"Sorry, sexy," I smiled, before taking his rod back between my lips.

"Getting close, just a couple more inches," Martin groaned a minute later.

Deciding I wanted it all in me, but not sure I could take any more, I decided to just take the pain that would surely come as I lifted up and collapsed hard on his cock.

"Mother fuuuuuucker," I screamed, as all ten inches filled my ass creating an intense burn that ripped through me.

"Holy shiiiiit," Martin grunted as well.

I just sat with his cock in my ass for a couple of minutes getting used to being full like I couldn't explain. While I adjusted to having ten inches of cock in my ass, I continued to bob back and forth on Curtis's cock.

Just as I was about to begin slowly riding the cock in my ass Curtis grunted and shot his load down my throat. I eagerly swallowed all his cum, his taste and texture different from the last load I swallowed. When he pulled out, I joked, "Couldn't wait to fuck me?"

"Not with a mouth like that," he smiled.

"Well that was super," I quipped making a joke about his costume.

He laughed as he walked away.

Just as quickly as Curtis left, another man in his early fifties joined us. Dressed as Dracula, he replaced him. Without a word he placed his smaller six inch cock in my mouth. I began sucking slowly as I began to move up and down ever so slow on the big cock in my ass.

The next few minutes I slowly rode and sucked cock, the pain finally now just a numbing reminder while the pleasure continued to slowly grow inside me. Suddenly Dracula, apparently a quick shooter, came in my mouth without warning and pulled out, walking away as quickly as he came (pun intended).

Now it was just Martin and I and I began to pick up the pace of riding his cock. I noticed others watching and I again wanted to put on a show. I began bouncing up and down on his big cock, each downward thrust taking all ten inches of his glorious cock in my no longer virgin ass. I fucking loved it and knew a cock in my ass would be a regular thing from now on. I also knew my fourth orgasm was building, but would need extra help in crossing the finish line.

Seeing the redhead watching me, obviously having swallowed Matt's load, I said, "Get over here and lick my cunt."

She smiled, walked over and without a word buried her face between my legs as I bounced up and down. It must have been awkward to eat me as I rode a cock, but shit her tongue was like a magic wand.

Her tongue was the magic I needed as my orgasm began bubbling and I landed hard on his cock, grabbed her face and held her in my cunt until my orgasm hit.

"Fuuuuck, eat my cunt," I screamed.

She licked and licked and in seconds my unprecedented fourth orgasm rushed out of me and onto the redhead's face.

Exhausted, my legs weak, Martin still having not come, ordered me onto the couch on all fours and I obeyed slowly. Once in position, he went behind me and filled my ass again, this time he was in control of the fucking. His firm hands held my hips as he buried his cock into me again and again. The redhead, wanting a piece of me too, moved onto the back of the couch, spread her legs and said, "By the way, I'm Tiffany."

"Nice to meeeet you Tiiiifany," I whimpered, as Martin hammered his cock into me.

"Return the favor, Trudy," she ordered and I leaned forward burying my face in her slightly hairy bush.

Trying to lick a pussy while your ass is getting reamed is very challenging, but I desperately tried.

After a few more minutes of getting ass fucked by Martin's enormous shlong, he groaned, "I'm about to come," and surprised me as he pulled out and rammed into my cunt.

Seconds later my cunt was sprayed with his cum as I continued licking Tiffany.

Martin's cock slowly continued in my cunt making sure he had deposited every drop inside me while I now could focus on the delicious pussy in front of me. I sucked on her clit, I probed her pussy lips with my tongue and once her moaning increased I slid two fingers inside her wet cunt and fingered her to an orgasm.

Her juices flooded out of her as she screamed, "Yessssssssssss, fuuuuuuuck."

I kept her clit between my lips as I eagerly got her off and tasted her sweet nectar. Once done, I sat up and kissed her, and for a couple of minutes we made out like high school teens.

Finally breaking the kiss, I said, "I am supposed to go and see June."

"Hmmmmmm," Tiffany smiled. "You're in for a treat."

"I am," I asked, as Martin finally took his cock out of me.

"Oh yes, she has the sweetest pussy in the world," Tiffany revealed.

"I don't know, yours was pretty fucking heavenly," I said playfully.

"As was yours," she smiled, "although it seems to be leaking right now."

I laughed, "Martin comes buckets."

"That he does," Tiffany agreed.

"Where is the washroom?" I asked, needing to go pee and clean myself up a bit.

She pointed to the far end of the room and I said, "It was great to meet you Tiffany."

"You too, Trudy" she said kissing me one more time before moving onto the floor and taking Martin's cock, shiny with my pussy juice, in her mouth.

As I walked to the washroom, I looked at the variety of sex acts currently undergoing. The guy dressed as Batman who was earlier sucking cock was now getting his ass fucked by a larger older man dressed as a pirate. I wondered what it would be like to watch Matt suck a cock or get fucked.

Elsewhere, Jessica was getting double teamed by two men, one dressed as Fred Flintstone the other as a sailor, a cock in both her mouth and either her ass or pussy. Eddie was getting sucked by a chubby older woman dressed as Wilma Flintstone. Also on the center bed, a chubby woman, now naked, was getting triple teamed by two women with strap-ons and a real cock in her mouth. Everywhere there was sucking and fucking, moaning and dirty talk echoing throughout the room.

Reaching the washroom, which strangely didn't have a door, I was surprised to see a very cute blonde, no older than twenty, completely naked and sitting by the toilet dripping wet. I didn't catch on at first until Curtis walked in and instantly began urinating on the pretty blonde.

I watched in awe at something that had never once occurred to me. She opened her mouth wide and took as much of his pee in her mouth as possible. I couldn't believe it.

Once Curtis was done, he turned around and saw my astonishment and shrugged, "It's her fetish."

"She likes being peed on?" I asked bewildered.

"Yep," he shrugged, leaving me alone with her.

The blonde, not remotely ashamed by the bizarreness of it, said, "Hi, I'm Tabitha."

"I'm Trudy," I offered, still unable to fathom this current situation, but I was going to pee on myself if I didn't hurry. "I really need to pee."

"Straddle my face," she offered.

"I couldn't?" I said.

"Please," she said, a hunger in her eyes similar to mine for Jessica's pussy or Martin's cock.

"You sure," I said, still tentative.

"Yes, please," she said.

I walked to her, needing desperately to pee, and figuring what the hell. I noticed the plastic underneath her was already kind of wet. I barely made it to her when I started peeing, a bit down my leg before hitting her directly on the face. She moved her head and put her lips on my pee-hole and drank it directly from the source. I couldn't believe how strangely erotic it felt to be peeing in a stranger's mouth. She swallowed my pee eagerly and once done she surprised me again as she licked my cunt.

I don't know why it turned me on, but watching this piss covered pretty stranger licking my cunt had my engine starting to rev yet again.

After about a minute, she moved away and said, "Thank you, Miss."

"No, thank you," I smiled down at her.

Noticing I had gotten some pee on my costume before I reached her, I took it off leaving me in only my thigh high stockings. No longer caring about protecting my identity and truthfully finding it kind of cumbersome, I also took off my mask. 'Catwoman had been unleashed', I thought to myself.

After washing my leg from both my urine and Martin's cum, I waved goodbye, "Until next time."

"I look forward to it," she smiled, just as the guy dressed as Fred Flintstone walked in.

I returned to the orgy and looked for June. I didn't see her at first, but I was surprised when I saw Matt getting head from the gay or at least bisexual Batman. I had to laugh as I watched Batman giving Batman head. He saw me and shrugged before he put his hands on the back of cocksucking Batman's head clearly close to shooting his load down another guy's throat.

Looking around more, I saw Jessica, her face coated in cum, as three men surrounding her finished a bukkake.

"Over here, dear," I heard a voice call out and turned to see June. I saw a girl dressed as Snow White between her legs while three more people, a guy dressed as Iron Man, a girl dressed as a slutty nun and last in line was Miranda Collington, her hair still in pigtails, her schoolgirl costume ridiculously hot.

Once reaching them, confused why there was a line, Miranda noticing my confusion said, "There is always a line for June's nectar."

"Really?" I asked, surprised that when there were so many choices for sex that anyone would wait in line.

"Trust me it is worth the wait," Miranda said. "By the way, I'm Miranda."

"I know who you are," I smiled, shaking her hand. "I'm Trudy."

"I know who you are," she smiled back.

I was about to ask how, but June interrupted us, "Are you enjoying yourself my dear?"

"Immensely," I admitted, looking at her voluptuous breasts, no longer in her Marilyn Monroe costume.

June tapped on Snow White's head and the eager pussy licker looked up. June smiled at her, "Sorry my dear, but time for our newest member to have a taste."

The woman, in her mid-thirties, reluctantly got up, grabbed the guy behind her and said, "Come fuck me, Charles."

I watched him follow her to a nearby love seat and she pushed him onto the leather love seat and lowered herself on his cock.

"Come taste me, my dear," June said, very softly yet firmly.

"Yes, ma'am," I obeyed, lowering myself between her legs.

"What? No Mistress?" She asked.

"Sorry," I smiled, "how may I serve you Mistress?"

"Hmmmm, you really are a delicious addition to our little group," she smiled.

"It doesn't look so small," I said, looking around to the plethora of sexual acts going on.

"Come taste me," she repeated. I leaned forward, her pussy full of pubic hair. Yet, I was instantly drawn by the exotic scent that was captured by her pubic hair. Her scent was unexplainable; yet so addicting I was enveloped with hunger. I tentatively used my tongue to part a path to her pussy and as I tasted her wetness, created by Snow White earlier, I was drawn even deeper into her. Like her scent, her taste was an indescribable mixture of exotic fruits and spices. It was as if God had created the perfect taste and put it inside this woman's cunt.

What started as tentative licks, soon transitioned to hungry, desperate lapping as I couldn't get enough of her teasing taste and wanted to taste her fullness by making her come.

"That's it my pet, lick your Mistress's cunt like a good girl," she moaned, her fingers going through my hair.

I moaned in agreement, as I continued to lick her like my life depended on it, I was totally mesmerized by her soft gentle voice.

"You are a natural little cunt licker, my pet," she purred.

Such a compliment only turned me on more knowing I was pleasing her.

My nose was buried in her wet pubic hair and my tongue in between her pussy lips as I continued pleasing her, wanting to get her off.

"Don't forget my clit, my dear," she reminded me a couple of minutes later.

I obeyed, taking her very hard clit between my lips. On contact, her breathing increased and she moaned, "That's it my pet, get your Mommy off."

The strange incest reference although strange somehow turned me on even more as an image of my beautiful mother popped into my head. I tried to push it out as I swirled my tongue around her clit, flicking and licking, flicking and licking until her breathing increased even more and her moans implied she was close.

"Oh yes, my dear, make Mommy come," she said between moans as I continued to flick and lick her swollen clit. Sensing she was near orgasmic explosion, I slid two fingers inside her wetness and found her g-spot.

Her hands pulled my face hard into her cunt as she screamed, loud enough to wake the dead, "Fuuuuucking yeeeees."

Her cum was unleashed in a powerful wave that crashed hard onto my face as I hungrily opened my mouth to catch all her exotic juices. Fireworks went off inside my taste buds as her taste was even more heavenly than anything I had ever tasted. She came and came a never-ending cascade of waves as her juices flooded out of her and into my eager mouth.

I could barely breathe, and all I could do was lick and suck and take her cum in my mouth and on my face.

Finally, she let go and I looked up at her, my face drenched in her exotic juice, "That was amazing my pet," she purred.

"Thank you Mistress Mommy," I replied without even thinking.

"You're a keeper," she smiled.

"I have never tasted anything like you," I gushed, as my own cunt began leaking.

"So I have been told," she smiled. "Your hubby just got his I assume first guy blow job."

"I know, I saw him getting sucked," I said. "That is the biggest surprise of the night."

"Not Tabitha?"

"That was surprising to," I admitted.

"What about your triple initiation? Martin's huge cock? The taste of my cunt?" she listed.

"All amazing," I agreed.

"Well go meet some more people my pet and don't forget Mommy," she smiled, leaning in and kissing with such gentle tenderness I melted into her. At that moment I was hers, I would obey any command in order to taste her again, to be with her.

As if sensing my weakness for her, she smiled, "I know my dear, you're mine."

"Unconditionally, Mommy," I whispered to her like a child.

"I would love to see your husband with a dick in his mouth or ass," she said.

"Understood," I said, not sure how I was going to convince him but wanting to please the exotic, hypnotic older woman.

"Good girl," she smiled, patting my head.

A rush of juice leaked out of me from her praise and approval.

...

I didn't make it five feet before Jessica grabbed my hand, her face still sticky with cum from her earlier bukkake, and said, waving the dildo from the other day she purchased, "Ready to put on another show?"

"Always," I smiled deviously, being the centre of attention becoming an addicting rush and eager to see if a fifth orgasm was possible.

She led me to the centre of the room, where the showcase bed existed and pushed me onto it. Joining me, she said, "Ready to fuck ourselves?"

I looked at the long, but flimsy dildo and asked, "How?"

"Oh you are in for a treat," she smiled as she moved to me and moved the plastic snake up and down my pussy lips before slowly slipping it inside.

"And what about you?" I asked, as I moaned.

"Oh just wait and see," she smiled, moving her legs scissor like between mine and inserting the other end in her cunt. "Now slowly move your body towards mine while holding the dildo so it keeps going deeper into you?" she ordered, as a few others gathered around to watch.

I obeyed, and soon our bodies were closer and closer together, the dildo going deeper into me. Eventually, through a bit of awkward adjustments from both of us the last couple of inches of the long rubber snake disappeared inside our cunts.

People clapped and Jessica smiled, "Ready to really put on a show?"

"That wasn't the show?" I asked, impressed at what we had accomplished.

"Not even close," she smiled, as she grabbed my hands and intertwined our fingers. "Now move your ass up and down, sexy."

A bit confused at the purpose until I did it. She did the same and soon our cunts were bumping into each other making the long snake inside both of us move around in all directions causing new yet even more exhilarating sensations.

"Faster," Jessica demanded, once we both got used to the creative position.

"Your wish is my command," I purred.

"I bet you say that to all the girls who bring you to a swinger's party," she teased, her big tits bouncing around, her costume long gone except for her thigh highs.

"I guess that's truuuuue," I moaned, as the snake inside me somehow pushed its way deeper.

We writhed on each other, our pussy lips kissed again and again until both of us were breathing erratically, sweating profusely and near apocalyptic bliss.

"Commmme, Trudy," she demanded.

"You fiiiiirst," I replied.

"Same time," she compromised.

"Whenever you arrrre ready," I agreed.

"Three," she moaned, our bodies slamming into each other with urgency.

"Two," I counted down, knowing I was about to burst in milliseconds.

"One, come," she screamed as we both climaxed on the big snake from fucking each other in front of all these people.

We grabbed each other and pulled each other close as we both trembled with euphoria.

Finally, we let go and both fell backwards spent, the dildo slipping out. Unfortunately, there was no rest for the wicked, as both of us had men get on top of us and filled our cunts with their cocks.

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"I'm Trudy," I said, to the Batman cocksucker.

"I'm Blaine," he offered, adding, "Your hubby has a delicious cock."

"I saw you blowing him, how did you ever convince him?" I asked, curious.

"I promised I would be the best he ever had and that a mouth was a mouth," he said, "it almost always works."

"So you are obviously bi," I observed, as he slowly fucked me.

"As are you," he smiled.

"Touché," I laughed, "but it is less in fashion for men."

"It's coming back in," he smiled, as he leaned forward and took my breasts which had been mostly neglected all night in his hands.

"Well I find it hot," I said.

"You want to see him suck cock?" he asked, raising his brow.

"Is that bad?" I asked, strange that we were having a conversation about my husband sucking cock while this bisexual man fucking me, began to go faster.

"Nooo, it's hot, my wife loves watching me suck or getting fucked," he admitted.

"Who is your wife?" I asked, curious.

"Tiffany, the redhead in the nurses' outfit," he answered.

"Hmmm, she has already sucked my hubby, licked my cunt and I returned the favor," I said.

"Well, I guess all that is really left is for him to return the favor," he said, smiling.

"Fuck, I would love to see that," I said, the image of Matt on his knees sucking cock suddenly really hot.

"I'll make it happen," Blaine promised.

"Really?" I asked.

"Most of the guys here, the first cock in their mouth has been mine," he said.

"Okay, go for it, but let's get me off first," I said, wrapping my legs around him, pulling him in deeper.

He buried his face in my tits as he began pumping his cock in and out of my fiery cunt. The image of Matt sucking cock, the thought of pleasing June, had my orgasm rising rather quickly an amazingly sixth time.

"Pound my cunt," I demanded.

He rose up, spread my legs as wide as he possibly could, and obliged my demand. Spread eagle, his cock penetrated in an unusual way and angle, his cock somehow pounding my clit each time he penetrated me.

"Oh yes, oh God, use me, fuck me, shit," I babbled, his cock driving me crazy without getting me over the edge.

"Keep your legs wide," he ordered.

I obeyed, grabbing my ankles while he continued drilling my cunt and then he brought electric sensations as he began slapping my clit while fucking me.

"Holy mother fuuuuuuuuucker," I screamed as my sixth orgasm of the night riddled me yet again. This one was as unique as the previous five. He kept slapping my clit, fucking my cunt, throughout my orgasm until he grunted and deposited yet another load of yummy cum inside me.

Pulling out of me a minute later, he said, "So do you want to see your hubby with a cock in his mouth?"

"Desperately," I said, the only taboo of the night left.

"Watch," he said, as he scanned the crowd and saw Matt was having a drink talking to Eddie.

I was about to sit up when Miranda joined me and buried her face in my cunt while straddling my face. She teased after a couple of licks, "There is no way I wasn't getting a piece of you on your initiation night."

"I'm flattered," I moaned, as her fingers teased my still wet and well fucked pussy.

"You should be," she teased, as she began licking.

Returning the favor, I leaned up and began licking her completely shaved pussy. I could taste cum inside it and wondered who had last come in her.

As if she could sense what I was thinking, she moaned, "Do you recognize your hubby's cum?"

"You slut," I teased, as we began a lengthy sixty-nine session.

We licked; we probed with our fingers for an eternity before she purred, "Ready to come?"

"God yes," I moaned, the constant tease driving me wild.

"I'm going to open you wide," she said, as she repositioned herself in between my legs. I felt her fingers open my pussy and felt my cunt widen further than I ever thought possible.

"Oh God, whaaat are you doing?" I stammered, even though I realized instantly she was about to fist me,

"I'm going to fist that cunt of yours," she said, confirming my thoughts.

"Okaaaaay, shiiiiiiiiiiiiit," I whimpered as she pushed forward and her whole hand filled my cunt.

She moved her fingers inside me, spreading my insides in such unique ways I wanted to scream for her just to fuck me hard.

"Oh God, what are you doiiiiiing?" I moaned.

"Spreading that cunt of yours," she said, flicking my clit with her tongue.

"It feels so strange," I said.

"Good strange?" she questioned.

"Fucking amazing strange," I said, unable to explain the strangeness of having a whole hand inside my cunt.

"Ready to get fist fucked," she purred a couple of minutes later.

"Yes, fist me like a dirty little slut," I said, calling myself a slut strange but true and wanting to come again.

Her hand began pumping in and out of me while she continually flicked my clit with each forward thrust.

In seconds she had me begging with a desperate hunger, "Oh God, harder, fist me harder."

She obliged pumping my cunt frantically while continuing to concentrate on my clit. Orgasm seven hit me suddenly and I screamed, "Oh yes, I'm comiiiiing."

"Cause you're a slut," Miranda purred.

"Yes, a dirty fucking slut," I agreed which was impossible to deny with a fist in my cunt.

"Look to your right," she said.

I looked to my left and saw Tiffany in a Flintstones' sandwich.

"You're other right," Miranda chuckled amused at my error.

I turned my head and gasp at the sight of Matt on all fours with Blaine's cock in his mouth while June, with a small strap-on was behind him slowly penetrating his ass. I couldn't believe that my husband was actually taking cock in both his holes. Blaine looked over at me winked and grinned at me.

Matt was tentative, as he slowly moved back and forth on Blaine's cock, taking just two or three inches into his mouth.

Miranda pulled her hand out of me and I rolled on my side to watch my husband not only sucking his first cock, but also getting sodomized by a strap-on cock.

I watched for a couple of minutes, still on the showcase bed, when I felt someone else join me. I turned my head to see a man I hadn't seen all night. He was older, in his forties, and said, "Since my wife is fucking your husband's ass, I figure I should do yours."

"That seems logical," I smiled, "but can I keep watching my hubby take it up the ass?"

"Sure," he said, as he slipped his cock in my ass rather easily.

The next few minutes, I lay there on my side getting my ass fucked slowly while watching Matt sucking cock as he was his ass fucked.

I could just barely make out Blaine's words as he pulled his cock from Matt's mouth, "Beg to swallow my load Matt."

Matt looked over at me, a hunger in his eyes, a hunger I had never seen before this moment, and I nodded signaling him my approval, he looked back up at Blaine and begged, "Please shoot your load down my throat."

"Are you sure?" Blaine asked.

"Yes, dammit, I want to taste you," Matt admitted, pleading.

Blaine shoved his cock back into Matt's mouth, nodded to June, and soon Matt was being rocked back and forth like a rocking horse between the two cocks.

So turned on by my husband's homosexual act, I begged, "Fuck my ass harder, please."

Soon I was being fucked hard in my ass nowhere near coming, instead just enjoying the sensation of being fucked.

"Open up, Matt," Blaine ordered, as he pulled out and began pumping his cock furiously. Matt kept his mouth wide open as the first rope of cum hit him dead between his eyes, a second rope went directly in his mouth and the third on his chin.

June kept fucking his ass as the Snow White girl crawled underneath Matt and took his cock in her mouth.

Matt groaned, "Oh shit, fuck me, Ohhhhhhhhh Fuckkkk yessssssss."

June continued hard deep thrusts in Matt's ass and in only a few more strokes Matt grunted, and made his priceless I'm coming face.

Meanwhile, my ass was being filled with come from June's husband, who I still didn't know his name. I smirked to myself thinking only a real slut would get her ass fucked and not know the name of who it was spewing his seed into her ass.

The party came to a slow end after that. My legs were weak, my ass was sore and my cunt was raw. I went to Matt and whispered, "That was the hottest thing I have ever seen."

"I tried to resist, but I couldn't," he said, clearly baffled at how he ended up with a cock in his mouth.

"Trust me, I know," I smiled, kissing him. "I love you."

"I love you too," he said.

June now sans her strap-on came over to use and said, "I hope you two will come back."

"Oh we will be coming back again and again," I spoke for both of us.

"Next weekend is a girls' only getaway, if you are interested in Vegas," Jane revealed.

Jessica joked, "And what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas."

"Are you inviting me," I asked.

"Oh my dear, Mommy is telling you, that you're coming," Jane said.

I looked at Matt and he said, "Go for it."

Eddie said, "Yeah, we can have a poker night."

Matt questioned, "You do mean poker right?"

"Or maybe poke her and her," Eddie joked, pointing to Tiffany and the girl dressed in the Flintstone costume I never got to meet.

I asked, "Why isn't Tiffany and Wilma Flintstone not coming to Vegas?"

"Oh it is there turn to stay home and service the boys," June explained. "By the way, her name is Angela."

"Hi, Angela," I waved.

Angela joined us and said, "Next time I get you first."

"Agreed," I smiled, her green eyes exotic and sexy as hell.

"So you are coming?" June asked.

"Oh I plan to come all right," I said, stressing the word come.

"Good girl," June smiled, kissing me one last time.

I said, "Thank you, Mommy, I can't wait for next weekend."

June walked away and the rest of us looked for our clothing.

Realizing I had left my outfit in the washroom I headed back there.

Tabitha was still in there, now soaked from head to toe in pee and currently being ass fucked by someone I hadn't had the pleasure to suck or fuck.

"Pee on me, pleeeease," she begged, as she seemed close to orgasm.

Realizing I did have to pee again, I moved to her, I kneeled down near her and instantly my pee sprayed up into her face.

"Fuuuuuck, yeees," she screamed as my piss spraying her face was the trigger that got her off.

I finished peeing, washed myself off as best I could, before realizing getting back into the costume was too much work. I grabbed a towel, deciding I would return it another day and headed back to Matt.

Matt was now dressed and Jessica said, "Ready."

"I am exhausted," I said, yawning.

"You should be you dirty slut," Jessica quipped.

"Takes one, to know one," I countered.

"Yes, yes it does," she laughed back.

Walking to the car, I had to know, I whispered to Matt, "How did you end up agreeing to suck cock?"

"I don't even know. One minute I was drinking beer, then we were talking about sex, and then Blaine was telling me I had to try it once or I would regret it the rest of my life and well next thing you know," he explained.

Even though Matt and I were whispering Jessica overhead us and quipped, "You're a cocksucker like the rest of us."

"Thanks for putting it so eloquently," Matt joked, his face slightly red.

"It's a gift," Jessica shrugged.

"And June?" I asked.

"She just told me she was going to fuck me and she doesn't seem to be a woman you can say no to," Matt explained.

"Agreed," I said.

"Did you like it?" I asked.

"Yes, way more than I thought I would," Matt admitted as he got a silly grin on his face.

Eddie laughed, "That is exactly what I said the first time."

"But my ass is fucking killing me," Matt said.

"Join the club," I laughed, my own ass quite sore, I repeated, "join the club."

Jessica pointed out, "You did join the club."

"Touche," I laughed as we reached the car, my life changed forever, my marriage through swinging stronger than ever...crazy but true.

THE END

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