My Housekeeper and Her Cuckold - Loving Wives
I hire a new housekeeper and use her while her husband watches.
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Chapter 1
My old housekeeper had quit when her husband found out. I thought it was a little nearsighted of him, he could have at least asked to watch. But no, he didn't think it was right and he made her find another job. She still wanted to come over from time to time, but he was keeping a close eye on her now. I heard from others that she was being particularly bitchy to him, but that's what you get when your wife is frustrated I guess.
So I ran an ad for a new housekeeper. Someone who could come in three or four times a week to clean, do some laundry, change my sheets, and maybe make me lunch and dinner since I'm not much of a cook. The first dozen or so that I interviewed were horrible, no other way to put it. Some were obviously too lazy to do much of anything, a few were so old that I wasn't sure they could do it at all, the rest either appeared to having drinking or drug problems.
A woman named Brooke called and asked me if I'd filled the position yet. I didn't expect much, but I invited her over anyway. Boy was I surprised.
Anyway, I told her to just come in and that I'd probably be in the pool in the back. That's where I usually was at that time of the day. She arrived just as I was climbing the ladder and getting out of the pool. We greeted each other, but her eyes kept wandering down to my swimming suit. When she wasn't looking I glanced down to see what she was looking at. I was horrified, my suit was wet and it was clinging to me like a second skin, she could clearly see the outline of my cock. I don't want to brag but I have a rather thick penis, it's not overly long, but it is as big around as my wrist. Its outline was clearly visible to her and it must have looked huge.
I excused myself so that I could pull the trunks away from body and drape a towel over my shoulders. We sat by the small table that I keep next the pool so that we could talk. She had brought some papers with her and we chatted as I looked through them. There was no question that she was the best candidate by far, she was fun and had no problem with the duties.
Everything was going so well that I was surprised to see that she was looking at my crotch again. Not staring, just glancing, but for longer periods each time. I pointed out some trivial thing behind her so that when she turned her head I could glance down and see what the problem was. Well, my swimming trunks had ridden up and the head of cock was peeking out the leg hole, and it was getting harder!
Chapter 2
Brooke started work two days later and everything went great. She had long brown hair, about 5'5" tall with really large breasts, I fell in love with them the first time I saw them. She took care of the laundry that had piled up, cleaned the house; her meals were great, most of the time I was in my office working or running errands around town. I was trying not to repeat the swimming suit episode. Well, I did the best I could. I liked looking at Brooke, I liked the way she moved and how she looked bent over working. I particularity liked the way she looked one day when she was working on a tough spot on the kitchen floor. Her breasts moved under her blouse as she scrubbed and, even though she was clearly wearing a bra, I had a hard time looking away.
It was about a week later that I was in the hot tub. I had told Brooke that I never wore a bathing suit in there, so if she saw me soaking she might want to stay away. She didn't.
I was about half asleep with the bubbles turned off when I heard her behind me asking if I'd like some iced tea to cool off with. I turned in surprise to catch her, again, staring between my legs. Only this time she could clearly see my entire length because of the clear water. Her face was flushed and her mouth was opened just a little, I watched as she wet her lips with her tongue. She had probably been standing there for awhile, the ice in the tea was largely melted.
There's a water-proof lounge next the tub and I pushed myself up and onto the lounge as she handed me the tea. I couldn't help myself, it just physiological I guess, but my cock was already getting hard. In fact it was starting to stand straight up and Brooke's staring wasn't helping. She was breathing like she'd just run a race, and her breasts were moving nicely under her blouse. I think she forgotten to wear a bra.
I patted the lounge next to me and asked her if she wanted to sit down for a minute. She sat without once taking her eyes off my erection.
"Would you like to touch it?" I asked.
"Oh. I couldn't do that. That would be wrong." She was empathic in her reply and held her hand to her chest as though to confirm what she'd just said. But her eyes didn't look away.
She was sitting on my right so I reached across her, took her right hand, and brought it to my cock. She didn't object, she just moaned a little as her fingers touched me. I moved her hand so that she was stroking me, although even with her fingers closed they could only cover about half my girth. I removed my hand from hers but she didn't stop, she continue stroking me as I put my right arm around her and pulled her so that her head was resting on my chest.
It was while Brooke's face was close to my cock, and while her hand was firmly grasping me, that I took her picture with my smart phone. She jumped up in surprise and alarm at the sound.
"What did you do? Why would you do that?" She demanded.
"Do you like it?" I asked, showing her the picture. Her face was very visible, as was my swollen prick with her tiny hand wrapped half way around it.
"Why, are you going to tell my husband? You wouldn't!" She was beside herself, I was afraid she would start crying.
"Why? Because I want you, and I don't want to hear any more about how you're married and you can't do this sort of thing. From now on you're going to do exactly as you're told. Do you understand me, Brooke? You're going to be mine."
"Are you going to send that to my husband if I don't do what you want?" She demanded.
"No. I would never do that," she looked relieved for just a second. "But I would post it on the internet and send a couple of hundred emails to people. Your husband may get one by accident I suppose."
She looked at me in shock. Her face went pale for a minute, even through her very visible sexual flush. Soon the flush returned, was this exciting her? What an interesting thought.
"What about my husband, if I'm yours?"
"I don't care about your husband. Screw him every night for all I care. But when I want you, you're mine, no questions asked, and I mean the second I want you."
She considered this for a minute before asking, "What do you want me to do?"
"Let's start by calling me 'sir,' after all, I am in charge aren't I?" I asked her.
"Yes, sir," she answered in a subdued voice. Her face was pointed down but she was looking up at me. I couldn't help but notice that her eyes had a certain twinkle that was not there before.
"Right now I want you to take off your blouse, Brooke. I want to see your breasts."
She didn't answer, she simply started to unbutton her blouse, her eyes downcast now.
I was glad to see that she wasn't wearing a bra that day, her breasts were magnificent, even better than I had imagined. Her nipples were hard and her breath was coming rapidly again. Her upper chest was red, more of the sexually flush that I was seeing on her face. She looked up at me slyly to see what my reaction would be. I smiled at her and she started to smile back before catching herself.
"Now the pants," I ordered.
She moved slowly at first. Her slacks were made for comfort while cleaning, not for glamour. As they fell to the patio I was surprised to see that she wasn't wearing conservative panties, 'granny panties,' like I suspected she would be. In fact she was wearing a very sexy and rather skimpy pair of thongs, almost like she was expecting them to be exposed.
"I didn't have anything else, all my others are in the laundry..." she trailed off.
"Get over here and get on your knees, Brooke. You're going to finish what you started." I instructed her.
Soon Brooke had her hand on my cock again, this time with her mouth much closer to it than before.
I held my breath as Brooke lowered her mouth to my cock. Soon her soft lips were touching me followed by her tongue. She tried to fit me into her mouth but she could only open wide enough for the head to enter. It was enough as she started to lick me at the same time. Soon she was moving faster, both of her hands moving up and down on me at the same time.
I stopped her and ordered her to stand in front of me. She let go of me reluctantly, but finally she was standing before me, breathing hard.
"Take off your panties," I ordered. Brooke didn't waste any time dropping them to the patio to join the rest of her clothing. Her pussy was exposed to me, red and wet, showing that she was very turned on. She was quivering with excitement and even the top of her thighs were wet.
"Bend over the recliner," I directed.
As I stood she bent over, spreading her legs apart without even thinking about it. I ran my fingers over her wet slit, spreading the moisture and opening her. She moaned.
I didn't want to just shove myself inside of her so I ran the head of my cock over her wet pussy, feeling her jump as I touched the hard nub of her clit. Slowly I started to work my way inside, a little at a time, stopping whenever it seemed like she needed a rest, and then pulling out just to start all over again.
Brooke's moans increased, and we both knew that she wouldn't stop me. After what seemed like a long time I was all the way inside of her, I stopped there savoring the incredible feeling of being surrounded by her and the sight of her stretched around me.
Soon she was pushing back at me, wanting me to move inside of her, urging me to fuck her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the sensations, but I picked up speed as she moaned, "..faster...oh...yes...faster...please..."
In front of us was a picture window into the house, because of the way the sun was shining it was acting as a mirror rather than a window. When I took the second picture Brooke's head was up, her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was having an organism. I don't think it was her first. Behind her in the picture was a man with his face covered by the smart phone, but obviously fucking her.
After that I concentrated on just her. Working myself into her as fast and as hard as I could until she came again, this time screaming aloud. That was enough to set me off and I came hard inside of her.
As I slipped out Brooke collapsed onto the lounge, her pussy white-wet from me. I sat beside her and put her head on my lap.
"Why did you take another picture?" she asked without opening her eyes.
"Because I want to be sure," I answered.
"Sure of what?"
"Sure that you know who's in charge," I said.
"Clean me, Brooke" I ordered. She got up as though to get a wash towel but I stopped her, "No, with your mouth."
She looked shocked, then revolted. I thought she might run away, but she didn't. She got down on her knees again and approached me gingerly. She took my softening cock in her hands and brought her face close to it, as though to smell it first. Her first lick was very tentative and she made a face, but I think that was more from what she anticipated the taste to be rather than what she really experienced.
Soon she was licking and sucking with more enthusiasm and, I noticed, her right hand had disappeared. It was between her thighs and the faster her fingers moved the more enthusiastically she licked me. All of this was making me hard again but suddenly Brooke pulled away from me, her hand on my cock stopped moving, her mouth opened, and she climaxed. She almost fell over as she came, her head finally coming to rest on my thigh.
"I can't believe I did that!" She said. "I've never, not in front, oh god..." Her embarrassment was obvious. I'm sure that she'd played with herself before, she wouldn't be human if she hadn't, but it's possible that nobody else had ever been with her at the time. Her hand was still between her thighs and she was lightly stroking herself, having small orgasms even as her embarrassment showed.
Finally she sat back on her heels. Her breasts were moving freely with her breathing and, while she looked a little shocked by what had happened, she was smiling.
"Tomorrow, when you arrive, go into the guest bedroom and take off all of your clothing. You'll be working naked tomorrow," I told her. Her eyes grew huge, she was trying to take in what I was saying.
"Now go take a shower before you go home. You don't want to smell like you've just been fucked," I ordered.
Without a word Brooke left. I could hear the shower running and then the sound of the front door closing.
Chapter 3
Later that night I received an email from Brooke saying that what we had done was wrong, that she couldn't do that anymore, that she certainly couldn't work the way I wanted her to, and that she would have to quit. I simply responded with a copy of the picture I had taken of us reflected in the picture window.
The next morning I was still in bed when I heard Brooke's key open the front door. I heard her walk into the guestroom and then down the hall and into my bedroom. I watched as she walked in, naked.
I had gotten up a lot earlier, showered, brushed my teeth, all of the things one normally does in the morning. But the bed had looked so comfortable that I'd simply crawled back into it again. That's where I was when Brooke walked in
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"What did you do last night?" I asked her.
She looked a little startled. "You went home, you were very turned on. What did you do?"
Looking down she said in very small voice, "I fucked my husband."
"Who started it?" I asked. "Did you start it or did he?"
"I did, I guess I kind of jumped him as soon as I got home," she replied.
"Good. Was it good for you?" I asked.
"It was OK," she said looking off to the side. Somehow I didn't think it was very good
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"Are you wet now?" I continued.
"I don't know," she replied, looking straight at me.
"Well, check," I instructed her.
I watched as Brooke ran her finger along her slit. It came out shinny with her juices.
"How do you taste, Brooke?" I asked.
"I don't know."
"I think it's time you found out, do that again and taste yourself," I told her.
She looked uncomfortable but after several seconds she touched herself again and brought her finger to her mouth. I watched, my cock stirring under the covers as she licked, and then sucked her wet finger.
"How did you taste?"
"OK I guess. I don't know how I'm suppose to taste," she answered.
"Come here and let me taste you," I instructed her. Brooke moved to the side of the bed and repeated the process, this time offering me her finger to suck. Her breath caught as my lips closed around her.
"You taste very good Brooke. I think I'm going to have to eat you sometime," Brooke blushed at the compliment.
"Haven't you ever wondered what a woman tastes like?" I asked her.
"NO," she responded.
"You've never thought about it? Or maybe had a fantasy? Ever?" I was pushing her.
"Well, maybe once a long time ago. But I'm married now."
I pulled the covers off and climbed out of bed. My erection was fully formed, hard and sticking straight at her.
"Oh, sir," she said as she saw it.
I pulled her close, as we stood holding each other for the first time my erection was pushing against her. Brooke opened her legs and reached down to direct me against her pussy.
We stood like that a few minutes until Brooke started to move against me, trying to get more friction against her pussy and maybe trying to get me inside. When she started to pant against my chest I pulled away. I reached down and touched her clit, rubbing it until I was sure she was about to cum, when I stopped.
"Have you ever had orgasm denial, Brooke? I mean, on purpose."
I slipped on a pair of jeans and a shirt as Brooke stood there, panting. The idea of being dressed while she was working around the house in the nude was highly erotic. As I left the bedroom for my in-home office, and work, I pulled her to me again. I played with her left breast and nipple as I looked into her eyes and told her:"you'll come today, Brooke. I promise you that, but not until I tell you that you can. Until then, you'll just have to think about it."
I could hear Brooke moving around the house, cleaning and straightening, while I worked. She straightened in the office for a few minutes, making sure that I noticed her and that her breasts accidentally knocked some papers off my desk. Later I heard the vacuum running in the bedroom, and then the sound changed, it was still running but it didn't sound like it was moving. I walked down the hall, not concerned about being heard over the noise coming from the machine. When I reached the door I could see that Brooke was facing partially away from me, and was straddling the handle of the vacuum cleaner. She was holding the vibrating handle of the vacuum against her pussy, grinding down on it and breathing hard again.
I watched and waited as Brooke got closer and closer to orgasm. When I thought I had it right I stepped inside the room and unplugged the machine. In the sudden silence Brooke's moans were clearly audible. She looked at me, her eyes half closed, and her mouth open. "Oh...sir...I was so close...please sir..." She was still grinding against the handle, but without the vibration it just wasn't working as well.
"Get as close as you want Brooke, as many times as you can, but you can't come until I tell you to. Why don't you fix lunch for us both out by the pool?" We'd never eaten together, but again, I had a plan. We talked as we ate, and I let my hands and fingers keep Brooke in a state of arousal. She stopped eating several times just to concentrate on the sensations from her breasts and pussy. After awhile I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and brought her hand to my erection, so that we were working on each other as our lunches sat untouched. Soon Brooke crawled under the table and started to lick and suck me. I knew that she was trying to get me excited enough to fuck her, but instead I offered her a fork full of her salad to eat while she sat on her hands and knees inches from my prick.
She quickly ate the food and then returned to working on me. We continued like this until her salad was gone. Lick my cock, eat some lunch, all the time Brooke was kneeling between my legs dependent on me to feed her and to fuck her.
"When you come over on Friday, plan on staying late, Brooke. I'll be hosting the weekly poker game that night and I'll need you to serve and to clean up."
Brooke looked at me in surprised, "I can't do that naked!"
"Of course not, I'll have a uniform for you to wear. Not some silly 'French-maid' thing, but a uniform I'll pick out. They'll be four to five guys, including myself. Sometimes one or two of the guys will bring their girlfriends or wives, but not always."
I bent down to look at Brooke as I told her this. I caught her pulling her hand away from her own crotch were she'd been touching herself as she ate both me and her salad.
As she got up I noticed that patio showed a few drops of wetness, below where she had been squatting.
"Don't change the sheets yet, Brooke. You'll have a chance to do that later."
Before Brooke turned to go into the house I instructed her to take a pair of scissors and sit in front of the mirror in the bathroom to trim her pubic hair as short as possible.
She looked at me in shock and said, "But, what about my husband?"
"Tell him that you did it to please him. He'll love it, I guarantee. Just tell him you did it to be even sexier for him," I said.
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She looked dubious, and I wasn't sure that she'd do it, but finally she walked into the bathroom and, using the small scissors I keep there, started trimming her hair. She had to position her legs in interesting ways to get at everything, maneuvers that I found both revealing and sexy. As she finished I had her get on her hands and knees so that I could finish trimming her from the back. This wasn't as easy as it sounds since Brooke's pussy was still dripping from all the excitement and some of her hair had become saturated.
When she was done, and standing before me, I could clearly see the cleft between her legs. The redness from her excitement was visible. I played with her pussy, kissing and sucking her nipples, until again she was close to cumming. And again, I wouldn't let her finish. The frustration was showing on her face as she went back to work.
A few hours before she left I called her into the bedroom. I was lying on the bed, naked, and she stopped suddenly as she walked through the door.
"It's time to get me hard Brooke," I told her. "I think you've suffered enough for today."
Brooke wasted no time crawling between my knees. She took my thick cock in her hands and started to suck and lick it, jerking it into hardness as she worked. She had thrown one leg over my thigh and was grinding her pussy on me as she sucked. The harder she moved against me, the harder she sucked and jerked. Until finally I pulled her head from my throbbing cock and told her to sit on me, to fuck herself with my prick.
Brooke put a knee on each side of my hips and lowered herself until my cock. The first time we had fucked it had taken a long time for Brooke to stretch enough to accommodate me, but not this time. She was so excited and wet that after a minimum of adjustment Brooke lowered herself all the way down my cock until her freshly trimmed pussy was touching me. She started moaning at the top and was near screaming by the time she reached bottom. She sat there for awhile with her eyes closed, just enjoying the sensation, before she started to grind against me, pubic bone on bone. She started fast and didn't slow down, moaning the entire time.
"Oh sir, oh, oh, oh, you're cock is big..." she continued to grind, stopping from time to time to raise and lower herself on my cock. Fucking herself with the thickness inside of her, I didn't have to move at all, Brooke was doing all the work.
Her fucking became frenzied before she yelled, "oh sir...I'm going...I'm...awwwwwww..." she came so hard that she collapsed on my chest, still fucking against me but more slowly, her day of denial was starting to pay off, but only for a moment. Her breath heaving Brooke rolled off of me and got onto her knees, her head resting on the bed. Looking back at me she said, "Please fuck me from the back, sir. Please."
I hadn't come yet so it was my pleasure to line up my cock and slip inside her. With her pubic hair so short I could clearly see that Brooke was dilated and that her own juices were dripping from her clit onto the sheets. I fucked her hard and then stopped but Brooke continued to fuck back at me her fingers gripping the sheets and using them as leverage to move her hips.
Finally I grabbed her hips and used them to fuck Brooke harder. I could feel my cock swelling inside of her, ready to cum as I pounded hard into her.
"I'm going to cum, Brooke," I told her. "Inside of you. Are you ready?"
"Oh yes, sir, yes... please cum inside me... please...deep..." she shouted. As I shot Brooke came again, harder than before, screaming incoherently. She collapsed flat on the bed with me lying on top of her. I could still feel her pussy throbbing around my cock, milking me, as she continued to come long after I had finished.
"I've never come like that before. Thank you sir, thank you."
"You're becoming a slut aren't you Brooke?" I asked as she cuddled afterward.
Brooke was silent for awhile, I thought I might have pushed just a little too far. "I'm your slut, sir" she said kissing my chest. She smiled up at me before settling back into my arms.
When we had finished Brooke noticed the huge wet spot on the sheets, almost all of it from her. She rushed off to wash them before she left.
"When you come over on Friday there will be a uniform for you in the spare room. You'll be staying late so don't get here too early, just early enough to get ready for our guests and to spend a little time with me," I directed her.
Chapter 4
The uniform that I had picked up for Brooke was unique. It consisted of a single blouse, square cut at the top and several sizes too large for her so that it extended to about mid-thigh. Because it was too large and was square cut Brooke couldn't bend forward without exposing her breasts or having them "fall out." Nor could she easily serve our guests by bending because that just exposed her ass. It was jet black which I thought looked good against her skin.
The caterer had dropped off the food earlier and I had set up the bar as soon as they left. The first guests, Mark and Tiffany, arrived before Brooke, just as I had planned. Everybody knew what the game plan was so we rapidly set everything up.
When Brooke came in I took her into the spare bedroom to put on her uniform. She was surprised by it to say the least, but she and I took off her clothing as we kissed and fondled each other. I had given Brooke a razor that vibrated, which made it almost impossible to cut yourself with, and told her to finish the job of shaving her pussy. I was happy to see that she had. It looked and felt great, smooth, hairless, soft and dripping wet.
I know that Mark and Tiffany had let in the other guests while Brooke was being prepared, and they were all in the hot tub. What Brooke didn't know was that one of our guests, Larry, worked with Brooke's husband. Over drinks one night her husband had confided in Larry that Brooke wasn't very "adventuresome" when it came to sex. That he was kinda bored with their sex life and he'd like her to loosen up.
He'd even said that he might really enjoy watching her get fucked, just to spice things up. As the night had gone on he'd even said that he was going to mention it to Brooke, just to see if she'd go for it.
Brooke's husband was in the hot tub right now.
I left Brooke in the kitchen to finish preparing the snacks and went out to the tub. Tiffany was wearing her smallest bikini and was sitting right next to hubby. He was trying to act cool, but he was having a hard time not looking at her cleavage.
Somehow they had convinced him that, in order to be a member of the poker party, he had to go through an initiation. When everybody climbed out of the pool it was obvious that hubby was a little turned on, judging by the bulge in his swimming suit. I make no judgment on size.
They had him sit in a chair in front of the glass door that led from the "party room" to the pool and used duct tape to secure his elbows to the armrests, leaving just enough play that he could reach his own crotch, but not enough that he could get loose.
When that was done Tiffany leaned very close to him, letting him see down her top, and easing her thumbs in the sides of his suit.
"You won't be needing these," she said pulling them off him before he could protest. Hubby was naked now, his cock shrinking in the exposure.
"Ah, don't go away," Tiffany said running her finger nail over it. "You'll miss all the fun."
It didn't go away, at least not completely. Tiffany can be very convincing, but she was not interested in hubby at all, just in the fun to come.
She walked into the party room closing the sliding glass door behind her. Now we could see hubby and he could see us, and we could hear each other in a muffled short of way.
That was when Brooke walked into the room carrying a tray of food. She looked at all of us, smiling in a shy way, and then caught site of her husband tied to the chair outside the door. She stood stalk still, her eyes wide before turning to me.
"What...what's going on? I don't understand...I have to leave...oh god..." she said.
"He wants to watch Brooke." I answered.
We could hear hubby through the glass door saying her name. He looked shocked and surprised, but interestingly his cock was getting a little hard.
Brooke looked at him again, her eyes traveling from his face to his hardening cock. There was no problem so far, he was naked she wasn't.
It was then that Tiffany took her by the elbow saying, "Let me introduce you to everybody, I'm Tiffany.
Chapter 5
I watched as Tiffany took Brooke around the table, all the while caressing Brooke's arm. Tiffany is a slender brunette, very pretty with large brown eyes and an olive complexion. She has an athletic type of build, smallish perky boobs, and small ass. She's only about 5 feet tall and can't weigh more than 110 at the most.
"This is Mark, he's my significant other," Tiffany said pointing to Mark.
"Significant Other?" Mark huffed. "We've been married for almost ten years, but I think other men have seen her naked more than I have[t1[t2[t3[t4]!"
"Oh Mark, you know you love it," she teased right back.
"I do, kinda," Mark replied.
"And this is Larry," Tiffany continued.
"Wait," Brooke said. "I know you, how do I know you?"
"I work with your husband," Larry said glancing out the sliding door.
"Oh, so that's how this worked," Brooke said. "He wants to watch? He said that?"
"He did, Brooke. Although tonight is a surprise," Larry replied.
"Oh," said Brooke looking straight through the glass into her husband's eyes. She was obviously thinking about all of this, but was also intrigued by the idea.
Tiffany guided Brooke over the glass doors and pointed at her husband. "And of course you know who this is."
As Brooke stood facing her naked husband Tiffany started stroking her cheek, finally running her fingers over Brooke's mouth. Brooke just continued to look out the glass as Tiffany leaned in to kiss her, letting her mouth follow the path of her finger on Brooke's lips.
At first Brooke just stood there, but soon she started to kiss back. Very softly, as Tiffany was barely touching her with her finger and her mouth. I know from experience how sensual that experience call be, the wet finger on your lips, and Tiffany was very good at it.
Soon Tiffany was pushing her leg between Brooke's as they continued to kiss. Brooke resisted at first, but finally her legs parted a little and Tiffany's soft thigh was rubbing Brooke's. The kiss became even more heated when Tiffany ran her finger over he own pussy, through the leg hole in her bikini, and used her own juices to moisten Brooke's lips. At first Brooke drew back in surprise, her tongue tasting the new flavor but that just gave Tiffany the opportunity to push her newly sweetened finger between Brooke's lips.
In a moment Brooke had sucked the finger dry as Tiffany continued to kiss her neck and throat. We could all hear Brooke moaning very softly.
She looked a little disappointed as Tiffany moved away, leaving her alone and looking out the glass door at her husband's raging hard-on, which had started to drip a little itself. She continued licking her lips for a moment as she watched him touching his cock.
Brooke turned and started to serve us from the snack tray, me first of course, Larry and Mark didn't waste any time when she got to them. In addition to helping themselves from the tray, they helped themselves to Brooke, running their hands up her thighs to her pussy, pulling a breast out of her uniform to squeeze and caress.
I got up, while nobody was paying much attention, and opened the door to the patio a little bit. Now hubby could hear what was going on. He watched me, but he didn't make a sound.
Brooke was panting from all the attention by the time she got to Tiffany who simply turned her around so that her butt was sitting on the edge of the table. I had noticed that Tiffany's back was to the patio door, which meant that Brooke was looking over her head right at hubby.
Tiffany pushed Brooke's hem up and, spreading her thighs, bent to lick and suck on Brooke's exposed pussy. I think that all hubby could see was his wife's spread legs and the back of Tiffany's head, but he could now hear her.
"Oh god...what are you doing?..." as Tiffany first licked her from bottom to top with a flat, wet tongue. "Oh... oh..." as Tiffany repeated the licking.
Then it changed as Tiffany sucked in Brooke's labia. I don't know where she had the tip of her tongue, but all of sudden Brooke went a little crazy. "Oh yes...oh...right there...right there...oh she's good...oooooooooooo..." and Brooke was cumming. I knew Brooke was turned on from the exposure, her hubby being there, the kissing and of course all the caressing from the guys, but still, she came in minutes from Tiffany's tongue work.
Tiffany seemed to slow down for a minute before starting up again. This time Brooke was cumming again almost right away, even more intensely than before, of course the guys had Brooke's uniform pulled down and where each sucking one of her nipples, which might have helped. Her hips pumped against Tiffany's face as she screamed.
After Tiffany had finished she turned in her chair so that hubby could see her wet face and dirty smile. Brooke was trying to cover herself, but her muscles weren't working right, and when she stood she was so wobbly that I had to support her.
I walked her around to my side of the table and had her kneel beside me, still within view of the patio door.
"Thank you, Sir." She whispered to me.
Chapter 6
The poker game had its own set of rules. We each started out with a limited number of chips, once a player had lost all their chips they had to use clothing to bet with instead. Since we were all in bathing suits, either two piece for the girls, or with a tee shirt for the guys, it wouldn't last long.
Once a player was naked they had to do whatever the winner asked for a period of two minutes. That may not seem like a long time, and it isn't, but it's long enough to get everybody worked up. Of course more than one player lost each hand so the winner could afford to share the wealth at times. It was agreed that Brooke was the "designated loser" of each hand.
Once Brooke had calmed down I had her start the process of getting drinks for everybody and serving them. Of course the guys were free with their hands again, touching her pussy and exposing her boobs. She was in a sexual daze I think, even when Larry pulled her onto his lap and kissed her while stroking her thighs and her breasts she just seemed to purr and open herself for him.
She looked flushed when she stood up, but she continued her rounds. When she got to me we kissed and I asked her if she was having a good time.
"Oh yes," she whispered back.
When she served Tiffany she surprised all of us by instigating the kissing and fondling. She took control by turning Tiffany's head up and kissing her and licking Tiffany's soft lips. I think she even whispered a thank you, but it was too soft to hear. As she moved away she made sure to "accidently" rub Tiffany's breast for about 10 or 15 seconds.
Eventually all the chips were in front of either Larry or Mark. When Tiffany lost the next hand she took off her top and made a big show of turning around so that hubby could see as she pinched her nipples. She even rearranged her chair a little so that he could see her tits all the time. Of course her own husband couldn't see them, but she didn't seem to care much about that.
When I lost I elected to remove my swimming suit, standing up as I did so that hubby could see my prick. I can be a prick sometimes, but I wanted him to witness it. I wasn't hard, far from it, but I had grown thicker from excitement. When I sat back down Brooke knelt beside me and started to stroke my cock in full view of the patio.
She had been panting with excitement for some time, her face and chest were flushed, her uniform had been pulled below her breasts and left there.
"Can I lick it, sir?" she asked never taking her eyes off my cock, but talking loud enough to be clearly heard outside.
I stroked her hair and gently pulled her head toward my cock. Brooke turned her eyes to her husband as she started to lick. His eyes were open even wider than hers and he was leaning forward in his chair, trying hard not to stroke his cock so fast that he came too early.
Chapter 7
Mark and Larry decided that having all the chips wasn't really much fun and volunteered to play for just their clothing, like everybody else.
The next hand had Mark winning and his decision was that Brooke should do for Tiffany what Tiffany had done for Brooke. At first Brooke looked a little confused by this, but then realization dawned. She was going down on Tiffany.
"Just do to her what she did to you," Mark instructed.
Tiffany was a game of course, hopping up on the table and presenting her spread legs for hubby's view through the patio door. He looked very interested, staring at her intently while fondling himself. I've always found Tiffany's privates pretty fascinating too. For such a small women she has a rather large vagina. Her labia always look swollen and, unlike most women, her clitoris is visible.
Brooke sat in Tiffany's chair and scooted close to the target in front of her. She took her time there, looking, running her hands over Tiffany's thighs, and sitting back a little before softly stroking Tiffany's shaved pussy.
Tiffany was talking to whole time, making sure that everybody understood that Mark could only watch her tonight and narrating what Brooke was doing and how it felt.
Finally she grew impatient and, reaching down, pulled Brooke's face firmly against her pussy. Brooke must have started doing something because Tiffany was moaning almost immediately.
"Wow...she's a fast learner...that's good..." She gasped.
Brooke pulled away for a moment to contemplate what she was doing, she glanced at me to see if she had a choice, turned to look over at her husband who was verbally urging her on, and finally lowered her head again and started working on Tiffany's pussy in earnest. If for no other reason than to get it done with.
While Brooke was working I silently opened the patio door all the way, there was now nothing between hubby and us except air.
Apparently Brooke had learned how to use her tongue the same way that Tiffany did because that poor girl went into a type of convulsion. Her ass was off the table, her face had turned bright red, and she was holding Brooke's head tight against herself.
"Holy...oh...yes...do that to my clit...ahhhhhhh..." followed by a long string of words that made no sense whatsoever, she was cumming. Brooke did the same thing to her that had been done to Brooke. She was gentle for a minute before starting up again, and the result was the same as Tiffany's second orgasm could be heard for blocks around.
When she was finished Brooke looked at all us, a grin on a face that was half covered in pussy juices. I'm pretty sure she had never done that sort of thing before and might never do it again, but she was proud of herself for doing it, and doing it well.
Brooke came around the table after that and sat on my lap, we kissed as I licked and sucked Tiffany's juices off her face. Brooke's pussy was swollen and her own juices had run down her legs almost to her knees.
"Sir, I'm very turned on..." she was gasping.
I asked Tiffany to stand and had Brooke kneel on the now empty chair, her face and breasts were facing hubby and I lifted the hem of her uniform in the back and started to rub the head of my hard-on between the lips of her pussy.
It was my plan to have her talk to hubby while I fucked her, but she got there ahead of me, looking right at him as she talked.
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"I'm sorry honey...oh god...please forgive me...but I need his cock right now..." it took her a long time to get the words out as I eased myself inside of her.
"His cock is so big...it stretches...it's so good...I love when he fucks me...please don't hate me honey...I can't help it..." Hubby was rubbing his cock fast now.
"He's fucking your wife...he's using me...on honey...I'm so wet...he's so hard..." Tiffany eased hubby's hands away from his cock to keep him from cumming too soon, but she did run her pointy boobs over his balls and cock.
I started to fuck Brooke much harder and faster. "Oh honey...he's really fucking me...we fuck every day...I'll do anything he wants me to do...he's so good...please don't hate me...I'll do anything you want me to...I'll make it up to you...oh god...I'm going to...going to..." And she came, screaming as hubby's own climax hit, his cum coating his chest and even hitting him in the chin.
Chapter 8
I hadn't cum yet and as I pulled my cock out of Brooke, Mark moved in. He turned Brooke's chair around, holding her steady as she seemed to be in a trance. Once she was kneeling again, this time with her ass and dripping pussy pointed at hubby, Mark started to ease his cock into her.
Mark isn't as big as I am, but he's not small either and, after ten years with Tiffany, he knows how to fuck. Hubby was now looking at his wife being taken from behind, her juices collecting on the chair under her. He couldn't see her face but he could hear her moan.
I noticed that, in spite of just cumming, hubby's cock was fully erect again. I had to admire that, it's been awhile since I was able to go again so soon, but he'd had a lot of stimulation watching his wife.
The game was forgotten now as Tiffany jumped me. She has a thing for fat cocks and girls, so licking Brooke off of my prick was like ambrosia to her. I was standing in front of Brooke as Tiffany started in on me, and I noticed that, even though she was being thoroughly fucked by Mark, she was watching us.
Brooke's breasts were jiggling in time to Mark's pounding and they were too tempting for me. Brooke has large wonderful boobs, and the sight of them was adding to Tiffany's stimulation of my cock. When I started to play with them Brooke looked up at me and smiled, which wasn't easy given how she was gasping for air and moaning at the same time.
Hubby was busy jacking off again, staring between his wife's legs as Tiffany wrestled me to the ground and, lifting one leg over my hips, sat down on my erection. She wasted no time easing herself down; she just dropped, howling as I filled her.
The sight of this sent Brooke into orgasm again. Yelling and moaning, urging Mark to fuck her faster and harder. We could all hear him empty himself inside her, soon he pulled out, but I was busy being fucked by a crazy woman, so I didn't pay much attention.
Brooke staggered over to hubby and I could hear her whispering to him, her breasts resting on his legs. He couldn't take his eyes off her at all, his mouth was hanging open and pre-cum was once again dripping from his cock. He seemed to be nodding "yes" to something Brooke was saying. Finally, Brooke stood up and staggered over to Tiffany and me. She had lost her uniform at some point and her chest was bright red, the skin around her pussy was blazing red, her thighs were soaked with the combined juices that were running out of her. I think she was having mini-orgasms with every step she took. She had to stop at the chair to collect herself before she could get to us.
Kneeling down she started to kiss me while running her hands over my chest and touching Tiffany, which of course Tiffany loved. Soon Tiffany was cumming, her feet flat on the floor she was sawing her pussy over my pelvic bone while holding onto my hips. When she was done she just fell off me and curled up in a ball.
I don't how I'd kept from cumming myself, it must have been because I'd been with Brooke so much that I was able to control myself and because I didn't really want to finish in Tiffany. I wanted Brooke.
It was then that Brooke whispered to me that she'd never had two men at one time before. She looked at me with big eyes and then glanced over at hubby.
Meanwhile Larry had rolled Tiffany onto her back and was humping her for all he was worth. She didn't seem to mind being taken that way and was already starting to hump right back at him.
Brooke walked to over to hubby, doing something I'd never seen her do before. She was gathering the wetness from her pussy and spreading it over her asshole. We'd never experimented with that, and I didn't think Brooke had either. She bent over to kiss her hubby, and lightly stroke his throbbing cock before turning her back on him and, very carefully, easing him into her ass.
When she had him all the way inside she stopped to get used to the feeling before putting her legs over the arms of the chair. This opened her pussy and gave me a perfect target.
Again, I rubbed the head of my prick over her entrance before sinking inside of her. Because hubby was in her ass, and she was very swollen, the going was slow.
Brooke seemed to be really enjoying the new sensations, yelling and moaning, "oh...oh...two cocks...I'm being fucked... by two cocks...I've never been...full...ooooo..."
I could feel hubby's cock through the thin wall between Brooke's vagina and anus. He was fucking her as best he could given the weight on him and the tape on his arms, I could hear his grunting. It was then that I started to long fuck Brooke, pulling my cock almost all the way out before shoving it back in.
I wanted to cum and I wanted to hear her scream.
Brooke started to beg me to cum inside her. "Please...sir...hogged...cum inside me...deep...deep in inside...oh please...I want to feel you both cum...I'm so close... now... now..."
I could feel hubby's cock contracting inside her while Brooke's pussy gripped me tightly. I started to cum inside her, drenching her as she threw her head back cumming herself.
"Thank you...thank you...oh god...that's so good...I'm sorry honey...it's so wrong...but I needed it...so much..." as I pulled my cock out of her a fountain of seamen and Brooke's own fluids seemed to follow.
Brooke had turned her head to kiss her husband before easing herself off him. That was another adventure ride that she may never take again, but I don't think she regretted taking it this time.
She carefully undid the tape on his arms and held him as he started to sag. His cock was almost as red as her pussy and was finally starting to go soft.
Behind us we could hear Larry and Tiffany cumming together as Mark asked were the beer was kept.
Chapter 9
Brooke and hubby talked for a few minutes out on the patio. Well, Brooke talked, he mostly just listened. I left the room for a while to clean up and go to the bathroom, when I returned the guys were all sitting at the table getting the game going again, using chips this time. Brooke and Tiffany were standing by the kitchen talking and laughing together.
I sat down at the table and they dealt me in, hubby was sitting on the side of the table a little bit away from me. Soon Tiffany and Brooke bought a couple more trays of snacks and drinks for all of us, then took their places at the table, Tiffany sat between hubby and Larry while Brooke, ignoring her husband completely, sat next to me.
Hubby looked a little put out by that but I noticed Tiffany's hand moving under the table and soon hubby started to just look distracted.
We played cards for an hour or so, laughing and eating, everybody naked. I think Larry could have kept fucking and I know that Tiffany was good to go, but finally hubby said that he thought it was time to go home, looking right at Brooke.
"I'm going to stay here tonight, honey" she said. "I'll be home tomorrow."
She just continued to concentrate on her cards, even starting to shuffle while hubby just looked a little put out.
"You can stay if you want, but you'll have to sleep on the floor" she added.
Tiffany wasn't going to let that pass, "let's all sleep on the floor!" And before I knew it she and Larry were carrying blankets and pillows and making a giant bed for all of us. Blankets on the bottom and sheets, it looked all that I owned, on top. I guess Brooke would be doing a lot of laundry, if she still worked for me.
I went over to lie down, trying it out, and Brooke immediately lay down beside me, resting her head on my chest and making sure that my arm was around her holding her breast. Mark curled up behind her, his hand on her hip his cock wedged against her ass.
Tiffany pulled Larry and hubby over to the blanket and had them lie on either side of her with her arms around both of them. Hubby was a little self conscience, but Larry was running his hands from her perky boobs to her pussy while they kissed each other.
"Wait a minute," Tiffany yelled jumping up. She ran to the light switch and the room was plunged into darkness with just the reflected light from the pool and hot tub coming through the patio door. We could see her shadow as she resumed her place on the blankets.
Brooke's hand was on my cock as we whispered together. "Will you be able to continue working here?" I asked her.
"Of course," she said. "It's what I want, but just in case, I want you again tonight. Well, once Mark is done with whatever he's doing back there."
My cock was getting hard again as she played with it and suddenly she began jerking and moaning as Mark started doing whatever it was. Brooke lowered her head so that she could take my cock in her month and arch her back to make it easier for Mark.
The faster her body jerked the harder she sucked and stroked me. She got up onto her knees and I could see the outline of Mark behind her. She was still jerking and her breasts were knocking against each other as she held my cock. She'd given up sucking I guess, finding it too difficult to keep it in her mouth.
We all heard a loud moan and grunting from the other group, the moan was from Tiffany, I couldn't identify the grunting.
That was enough to set Brooke off "ooooooo...yes...he's good...ooooooooo..." With each thrust of his cock, and she was cumming again and a loud "o" was coming from her mouth.
I held her as she collapsed onto me. Over her head I could see Tiffany on top of somebody, but I couldn't tell who it was.
Brooke was breathing hard as I held her, trying to catch her breath. I'd lost track of her orgasms, but I knew that her poor pussy had to be very sore by now.
"Are you sure, Brooke? We can wait until morning" I said as she started to toy with me again.
"Oh no," she answered. "I have a plan."
Chapter 10
The sun had started to come up as Brooke crawled on top of me. Her breasts flattened on my chest and her legs were on either side of me.
It took a long time to ease my cock inside of her, because we were both sore and because she was so swollen from being used so much. But her pussy was very wet, and that helped.
We kissed as we did it, I paid a lot of attention to her neck and I was rewarded by her loud gasp as I finally sank all the way inside of her. Brooke wasted no time in shifting her legs so that were inside of mine. This allowed her to move slowly against me, and I guess, gain the most stimulation.
I whispered in her ear while we were moving together that I wasn't done with her. Now that I'd turned her into my slut I was going to let even more people use her, maybe even make her do things that she wouldn't want to do. At least she wouldn't want to do them at first.
She moaned loudly as I talked, moving even faster against me. "Oh please sir, I don't know if I can do that..."
Just as she said that we both noticed that hubby was kneeling right next to us, watching as we fucked. At first Brooke tried to stop her movements, but I wouldn't let her.
"Tell your husband what you just told me, Brooke" I ordered.
"Oh no...I can't..." but her movement against me intensified.
His prick was standing fully erect, pointing at her face. Her eyes seemed glued to the sight, even as she fucked me from the top.
She started slowly, saying, "I'm a slut...oh honey I'm sorry...I can't help myself...I'll do anything he orders me to do...do you hate me?" I ordered her to sit up on my cock so that hubby could see her breasts bounce and so that she could reach him. The look on her face was incredibly erotic, she was looking at her hubby for forgiveness and understanding while naked fucking another man.
"Suck his cock, Brooke" I ordered her gripping her hips hard.
"Oh god..." she reached out to touch him as he moved his cock close to her mouth. I had the best of both worlds, I was fucking his wife and watching her run her tongue over his erection.
She was moving his cock rapidly in and out of her mouth as she ground against me, the pace picked up as Brooke's breathing increased. I thought she might pass out as hubby started to cum in her mouth with a loud sustained moan, this was enough to make Brooke cum too, holding his cock as it shot, first in her mouth and then on her face.
It was a sight I'll never forget. The lower half of Brooke's face was covered in cum from hubby, the rest of her face was red and blotchy from the intensity of her orgasm.
It was later; we all showered and had breakfast. Everybody was dressed except Brooke who wasn't allowed to even put on her uniform. It was agreed that Brooke would remain naked and available. It was also agreed that Brooke would be punished if she didn't perform to our standards. Everybody voted, even hubby who seemed to enjoy the breakfast the most when Brooke brought him his food, bending so that her breasts were naked in front of him.
Mark thought that, if Brooke had to be naked and available, maybe she should wear a chain with a bell attached. Nobody thought he was serious, so we all agreed that it was a wonderful idea. Mark ran out to his car for just a moment and returned with a very light metal dog collar, chain, and small Christmas bells that Tiffany had just bought as a present for somebody.
Brooke look completely humiliated as the two of them slipped the dog collar over her head, connecting the collar first to the bells, and then to the chain before finally handing the end of the chain to me. Every time I moved it, or Brooke moved, the bells would ring.
I asked Larry and hubby if there were any other guys that they worked with that played poker. Brooke's eyes opened wide and she rapidly shook her head at me, everybody looked at her because the bells were ringing so loudly, but I paid no attention.
Larry and hubby looked at each other before answering, "Yeah, we can think of a few."
Chapter 11
It was agreed that we'd all meet back at my place in the evening, but that Brooke would stay with me for the day. When he left hubby took all of her clothing with him. Brooke watched him leave, standing naked except for her new collar and chain, with a look of confusion mixed with excitement on her face.
We didn't do much that day; Brooke cleaned up and got things prepared for that evening. She washed the sheets and put away all the blankets before going to one of the spare guest rooms for a nap.
After a while I heard her bells jingling and looked in on her, she was sleeping on her stomach, but humping the bed and moaning. The bells disturbed her so she rolled onto her side, still sleeping, and pushed her hands between her thighs, tight against her pussy. She moved against her hands, still sleeping, while moaning softly. I could only imagine what her dream must have been about.
I left her alone while I took my own nap in the master bedroom. I'd been asleep for about 3 hours when the door bell sounded, waking me up. It was the delivery guy bringing more food and drink for the evening. While he was putting everything into the kitchen I heard the shower running in the room that Brooke was using.
By the time I returned to the kitchen after cleaning myself Brooke was busy taking care of all the food. She was beautiful working in the nude, the bells on her collar ringing whenever she moved.
I used her chain to pull her to me and welcomed her to the new party by kissing her and caressing her breasts. When I put my hand between her legs I discovered that her pussy was very wet and open, but she didn't seem as red and sore as she had been a few hours ago.
When our guests started to arrive Brooke had to greet them at the door, offering a tray of snakes or her breasts, whichever they'd prefer. The first ones through the door were hubby and three men I didn't recognize people he worked with.
Brooke's blushed immediately and looked down shyly at the tray while saying, "Would you like a treat or would you look to play with my boobs?" She didn't want to do that, but my directions to her were clear.
The first time she didn't say it right I spanked her on her bottom. It wasn't much of a spank, but it surprised her and almost caused her to drop the tray. She got it right the next time.
Hubby took a snack, which didn't surprise me very much, and then stood and watched as the other three guys took turns playing with her boobs. Twisting her nipples before sucking on them, squeezing and caressing her, Brooke looked flushed and was starting to breathe a little hard.
They didn't limit themselves to just her breasts, they were free with their hands on her legs and ass too. She looked at hubby and then at me.
"Please don't make me do this," where in her eyes, but there was no out, not yet.
Tiffany and Mark arrived next and of course Tiffany was all over Brooke while Mark started to fill up on food. They kissed and held each other like old friends, when Tiffany started to fondle Brooke between her legs the poor girl just about lost it. Tiffany stopped while Brooke was breathing hard, but hadn't cum.
Larry came in with two new girls. Their first comment was, "This is interesting. Can anybody play with her?" Of course the answer was "yes."
Chapter 12
I never did get the names of the two new girls straight. One was blonde with big boobs and the other had hair that might have been red. I just thought of them as blonde and red, which worked for me.
All of us sat around talking for awhile while Brooke served us drinks and food. I don't think she was comfortable being nude with a collar on but she did it. The guys were free with their hands and mouths, she was on a sexual edge the entire time. When Tiffany pulled her fingers out of Brooke's pussy a long string of juice came with it.
The blonde was sitting next to hubby when she handed Brooke her lipstick tube and told her to write the worth "slut" on her belly just above her pussy. Brooke looked horrified and even more stricken when she realized that she would be doing it only a few feet away from her husband.
Her hand was shaking as she, first pulled the skin up tight exposing her pussy even more, and then slowly upside down, wrote the word on herself. Hubby was fascinated by the scene, storing up a memory that I'm sure he would dredge up for years to come.
Brooke was told to turn in a circle so that we could all she the reddish word that she had written on herself. That started a competition to come up with the most humiliating words we could think of for Brooke to write on her body.
By the time we were done Brooke was lying on the coffee table in front of us having written not only "slut," but also "available" "pussy eater" "insert cock here" and several other terms on her legs and boobs. In fairness, she could only reach so far.
Blonde and red were getting into the game and the other guys were working on ways to get them naked too. It took Tiffany, of course, to take charge, but not in a way that the guys had imagined.
"You know what's really fun?" she asked. Before anybody could answer she said "order the slut!"
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She continued, "Brooke," who was still lying on the table, "spread your pussy open for us."
Brooke looked horrified for a moment as Tiffany continued, "And if the slut doesn't perform to our satisfaction we get to punish her."
Brooke looked at me silently pleading with her eyes. But my answer was, "sounds like a great game, but if the slut does what you order then you have to take off clothing of your own."
Since the guys all wanted blonde, red and Tiffany naked, they were the first to agree. Tiffany agreed before anybody, of course, the other two consented more reluctantly.
"But before we begin," I said. "Brooke, fill our glasses, and before you can give her an order you have to drain your glass, or can in Mark's case. We'll go around the circle clockwise starting with Tiffany." There is nothing like having everybody half smashed to loosen up a party. Starting with Tiffany also put hubby last.
Chapter 13
First to go was Tiffany. After downing her drink in one long swallow she told Brooke to lie on the coffee table, spread her pussy lips wide, and start playing with herself. She was not allowed to cum, only play.
Brooke hesitated but finally did as she had been told her legs far apart and bent at the knees she spread her labia wide with the fingers of one hand and started stroking her clit with two fingers of her other hand. Pausing every so often to dip her fingers into her pussy to keep them wet.
After a few minutes she was so close to cumming that she had to stop.
"Everybody, come look at this," Tiffany said. "It's amazing!" And it was, when Brooke stopped playing with herself her pussy continued to spasm, her clit moved up and down, her asshole contracted. She was so close to an orgasm that she was starting to beg.
"Please let me cum...I'm so close..." But as the contractions eased Tiffany would order her to start playing with herself again. I was afraid that she'd get so close that she couldn't stop but Tiffany seemed to have a sense of just how close she could get without going over the edge.
Juices were visibility running out of her and pooling under her ass as she continue to stroke herself. Her pussy was gaping open and any one of the guys could have easily thrust himself inside of her.
Hubby was the most fascinated of all. I don't think he'd ever seen his wife so excited before. He looked mesmerized by the sight and sound of her.
"Ohhhhh..." a swallow. "God that's ...oh please..."
"Stop," Tiffany ordered. "That's enough."
Brooke reluctantly complied with the order, pulling her hands away from her pussy only after running her fingers one more time into her open hole.
Brooke was allowed to collect herself for a minute as we all returned to our seats. She had a drink that I had prepared for her, probably something stronger than she was used to.
She looked sheepishly at hubby but he just looked back at her. She looked humiliated.
Tiffany decided to take off her slacks, which was a good choice since she wasn't wearing any panties. Brooke looked quickly at Tiffany's shaven pussy before looking away, as if she wasn't interested in the sight.
One of the guys who worked with hubby went next.
After downing his drink, "Brooke, sit on hubby's lap and make out with blonde."
"No. I can't do that. I don't kiss other girls!" Brooke was adamant. She quickly relented when the guy stood up, held her shoulders firmly and spanked her ass, hard. Brooke squealed and tried to cover herself with her hands but he just spanked her again, even harder this time. Brooke's ass was quickly turning bright red and she was looking like she might cry when she looked at hubby for help. He just smiled at her and patted his lap.
Giving her tormentor a glaring look Brooke settled herself on hubby's lap and start to squirm because her ass was still tender. Hubby seemed to be enjoying that and Brooke looked at him in surprise as she felt his erection growing under her.
Leaning over she started to kiss the blonde, who was not at all shy and pulled Brooke's head in even closer. Soon Brooke was caught between her husband's erection and the active female mouth and tongue that were having their way with her.
Brooke resisted at first but soon gave in. With a sigh she started to kiss the blonde back, picking up the pace as the blonde took one of Brooke's hands and put it on one of her own large breasts.
Soon Brooke was running her hands freely over the blonde's body, tits, and legs, even her pussy under her skirt. Both were breathing hard as time ran out. When Brooke stood the hard-on in hubby's pants was obvious, he had been watching closely and enjoying the friction of Brooke's ass on his lap. He might have cum himself if things had gone on much longer.
Chapter 14
It was my turn next and, after finishing my drink, I took off my pants. My cock was lying about half erect against my thigh as Brooke crawled in front of me. She put her head on my knee and her hand on my leg, stoking my cock with her forefinger as hubby watched intently.
"Brooke, I want you to lick Tiffany's asshole," I told her.
Brooke sat back in shock. "I can't do that...that's dirty...no way...no..." I knew that Tiffany had washed not very long ago and that licking her there wouldn't be any dirtier than anywhere else, but Brooke didn't know that.
"So, you're saying that you won't?" I asked her.
"Ah come on Brooke," said Tiffany using her hands to pull her knees to her chest exposing her bud. "I have a very sensitive ass, you might make me cum."
"I'm sorry...I won't do it..." Brooke looked at hubby for support but he was too excited to be much help to her, especially since blonde had moved her chair closer to his while she and Brooke had been making out. The blonde's tit was rubbing against hubby's arm and, by now, everybody knew that she wasn't wearing a bra.
"Ok Brooke. Go to my closet and bring back one of my pant hangers. You know the ones, plastic with a snap on each end to hold the cuffs so that my pants hang straight down?" I instructed her.
Brooke looked confused for a moment, she knew the hangers I meant but couldn't figure out what I had in mind. She got to her feet and padded away toward the master bedroom. I followed her out.
When we got there I took her in my arms and kissed her, hard, my hands pulling her tight against my body. My bare cock was pushed against her stomach, she moaned from the contact and rubbed against me.
"You want to fuck don't you Brooke?" I asked.
"Oh...yes sir," she wanted to drop to her knees to take me into her mouth but I stopped her.
"First the game, then more fucking than I can probably handle, although I may have to give everybody a turn before your fire is put out tonight," I said it laughing and she joined in. It was the truth.
Back in the living room I had Brooke squat on her knees with the hanger in her hands before starting the instructions.
"Open the right clap and snap it onto your right nipple," I ordered her.
Brooke looked at me in shock, again. I knew that it wouldn't hurt that much putting the clamps on, the pain and ache would come when they were taken off.
Brooke opened the clamp with her fingers and very gently closed it over her nipple, a small moan escaping her mouth as it bit down.
"Now the other one," and Brooke repeated the process until the hanger hung from her chest attached to her nipples.
She looked down at her own boobs in fascination, giving them a little shake before giggling at the effect. She'd been sipping at the drinks I'd been making for her and I knew that she, while not drunk, was feeling pretty loose.
"Now lick Tiffany's asshole," I ordered.
This time Brooke just crawled over to Tiffany, spread her cheeks wide and ran her tongue over the hole in front of her. She made a face at first because she expected a foul taste, but then relaxed when all she tasted was the juices from Tiffany's pussy that had run down to her ass.
Soon Brooke was licking much more enthusiastically and Tiffany moaned and ground herself against the tongue that felt so good to her. The hanger dangling from Brooke's nipples danced as she worked.
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I wasn't the only one to notice that Brooke was playing with herself as she licked Tiffany's asshole. It didn't take long before Brooke had her face buried in Tiffany's pussy, sucking her labia and licking her clit.
"Oh god she's good at that...lick me Brooke...oh honey" and Tiffany was cumming, hard.
Before she had even finished Larry had taken off his pants and was kneeling behind Brooke's ass ready to shove his cock hard into her pussy. He looked over at me first and I nodded "OK." Hubby started to stand up but one of the guys he worked with pushed him back down into his chair.
"Better if you just watch for awhile, dude," he said.
Brooke screamed as the hard cock slammed into her. She was so excited and turned on that the suddenly stimulation seemed to overload her senses.
"Oh yes...fuck me...fuck my pussy...whoever...I don't care..." Brooke was almost incoherent.
Meanwhile red had climbed between two of the other guys and was alternating working on their pricks, before sitting on one and sucking the other. Both of them were playing with her tits. Mark was caressing and kissing Tiffany, although she kept looking over at me.
Hubby was engrossed in watching his wife, her face covered in Tiffany's cum, her pussy being brutal taken from the rear, her boobs bouncing with the hanger still attached.
"Oh god..." She looked up at hubby. "It's so good...he's just taking me...I can't stop..."
Hubby had his cock out of his pants and was stroking it as fast and as hard as he could. When he stopped it continued to jerk, jutting straight up toward the ceiling. The blonde had given up on him because he seemed to be only interested in what was happening to his wife.
She stood, took off her clothing, and walked over to me. She had a beautiful body, large firm breasts, although not as nice as Brooke's, and she was a natural blonde. Soon she was sucking my cock, making gagging noises because of its size.
Mark pulled Tiffany onto his lap, but she turned her back on him intent on watching all the action around her. We could all hear red screaming in orgasm as one of the guys pumped a load of cum into her.
All of this was adding even more to Brooke's excitement. I don't think she knew where she was any more, orgasms seemed to be piling up, one on top of the other, as she continue to cum. Screaming, yelling, talking incoherently. Once screaming that she loved the cock inside of her, the next begging her husband to forgive her for being such a slut. The writing in lipstick had been smeared by now and none of the words were still legible.
Tiffany had guided Mark into her very moist asshole and pulled Brooke's head toward her pussy. As Brooke's tongue made contact Tiffany started to climax, screaming and thrusting her hips to take full advantage of the tongue on her cunt and the prick in her asshole.
Except for hubby, Mark and me, all the guys were lining up behind Larry. As he shot his load into Brooke's pussy, setting her off on a loud orgasm, another guy slipped into her. It was clear that all of the guys that worked with Brooke's husband would be fucking her tonight.
Red had decided to lie under Brooke and play with Brooke's nipple clamps. Soon she took one off and the sudden rush of blood into the nipple cause Brooke to cum again. Red eased the pain/pleasure by licking and caressing Brooke's breast. The same thing happened again when she took the clamp off the other nipple and soon red was sucking on Brooke's breasts as she continued to cum.
As the guys finished with Brooke they would wonder off to the kitchen to refill their drink glasses.
Mark was cumming inside of his wife's ass and Brooke decided to lick up the spillage, between being pounded from behind by the other guys and sucked by red. When the second guy finished with Brooke the third flipped her onto her back and started fucking her missionary style. Brooke wrapped her legs and arms around him, fucking back as her husband watched.
Red wondered into the kitchen to see if any of the guys there would fuck her, please!
Chapter 16
It wasn't long after this that Brooke staggered into the master bedroom, took a shower, and crawled into the bed. Tiffany watched red fucking for a while and then followed Brooke into the bedroom. When I peeked in later I saw them both fast asleep, curled up around each other.
It wasn't long after that everybody left except for the original group. Poor hubby had had to watch everything but, except for the one time that Brooke had let him take her anal virginity, he hadn't been able to do anything except play with himself.
It also wasn't long after that Sunday dawned, it was hard to believe that all of this had happened and we still had a full day to go. At some point I had fallen asleep out by the pool and didn't wake up until the sun was high enough that I couldn't ignore it anymore.
Steve and Mark started to stir as I made coffee and collected the Sunday Paper. Tiffany came out of the bedroom, yawning, and started to make breakfast for everybody. Soon Brooke was helping her, both girls totally naked, Brooke's bells making jingling noises as she moved around.
Hubby was staring in fascination at his wife, but she was ignoring him. Every once in a while one of the guys or Tiffany would fondle and kiss her but all he could do was watch.
It was a strange relaxed atmosphere, two beautiful naked women making breakfast for four naked guys. The strange part was that two of the guys were married to the two women and yet they weren't allowed to touch. Well, in hubby's case he wasn't allowed to touch anyone. Poor guy kept trying to hide his hard on.
Finally I pulled Brooke onto my lap, backward so that her legs were spread and her pussy and tits and were on display to anybody who cared to look, while her back was pressed up against my chest. She turned her head toward me as we leisurely kissed and murmured to each other.
While I was caressing her breasts she reached between her legs and started rubbing my cock against her pussy. She wasn't as sore now, after the shower and the long nap, and I could feel her wetness against me. I started to harden and thicken.
Hubby had given up trying to hide his erection and was visibly playing with himself as he watched. Brooke continued to play with herself, using my cock, as she watched her husband.
"Beg hubby to let you fuck me," I whispered to her. "Tell him how much you need it."
"Hubby," she started. Of course that's not his name, but it works here. "I need to be fucked, oh honey, I really need this big cock inside of me."
His eyes grew bigger and his hand flew on his prick. "I'll fuck you honey, come over here."
"No, I don't want that," she said looking right at his cock. "I want this one, I need it. It's so big. I'm sorry honey. I'm just a slut, please let me fuck him. I'll do anything you want later, you know I will. I just need this cock right now please tell him he can fuck your wife, please," she was begging.
"Anything I want?" he asked.
"Yes, oh please ask him to fuck me!" she was getting frantic.
"OK. Sir, would you please fuck my wife for me?" he asked.
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I stood Brooke up and bent her forward so that she was supporting herself on hubby's knees, her head close to his ear. My cock was straining hard, so hard it almost hurt, as I rubbed it against her pussy. Feeling the wetness and how open she was, I could hear her moan.
I slowly started to ease my cock inside of Brooke as she moaned louder into hubby's ear. His hands were moving frantically on his cock; Brooke's nipples were just grazing him.
Tiffany came over to sit beside him, somewhere she had gotten lotion to put on her hands. She gently eased hubby's hand off his prick before he hurt himself, and started to run her soft, lotion covered hands over him. She's an expert at keeping men on edge, but not letting them go too far. He tried to touch her but she stopped him, allowing him only to rest his hand on her thigh. When he tried to play with Brooke's breasts she stopped that too.
I was long-fucking Brooke the entire time, pulling my cock so that only the head is inside of her before pushing it all the way in. Each time she moaned louder, just inches from hubby's ear, each time her breasts jerked against Tiffany's hands and his erection, each time her bells rang even louder.
"ooooooooo...honey...he's fucking me...just like you asked him to do...it's soooo good...I want him to cum inside me...inside your wife...pussy...can he?...please..." she was begging again.
"I'm getting...so...close...oh please honey...I want to feel him ..."
Strange noises were coming from hubby's mouth. The combination of Brooke's begging along with Tiffany's hand was almost too much for him. Finally he choked out, "please cum inside her...cum inside my wife...fuck her sir...please make her cum..."
"Thank you...oh thank you... he's so much bettt...oooooooo..."
I wet my finger and stuck it in Brooke's asshole to the first knuckle. That was enough, she started to cum, shouting right into his ear.
"ooooooooooo...I'm cuuuuuuummmming..." Her hips were bucking wildly as she screamed.
That's as much as I could take as I feel myself explode inside of her, pumping one shot after another until I felt completely drained.
"he's cummming in me...oh honey...oooooooooo"
As my cock softened and slipped out of Brooke's very wet and very open pussy, she collapsed on the floor. Tiffany left hubby's cock, jerking widely in frustration, and helped Brooke to her feet. Brooke was wobbly as Tiffany carefully directed her toward the bedroom. Soon they both disappeared from sight, the door closing behind them.
I walked into the kitchen, as best I could, as hubby continued to sit, his cock hard and purple aching for release. But there was a smile on his face. I couldn't help but think that he'd found his place and that Brooke was going to be having a lot more fun in the future.