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Party Swap

Accidental partner Swap at a party – or is it revenge?

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Over spring break, my girlfriend Karen and I went to a house party that turned out to be a lot more interesting than either of us could have predicted.

The house we were partying at was kind of large since there were five or six couples that were sharing the rent. As you can imagine, a house with about six bedrooms is decently sized, and a considerable sized yard, even complete with a pool.

I saw Mark, a friend of mine, sitting down at a desk writing something on a piece of paper while talking with my girlfriend. She looked up as I approached. She smiled at me and said something about 'having to run' and quickly left.

"Dude, what the hell are you doing?" I asked. "This is a party, it's not time to do homework or whatever the hell it is you are doing."

He looked up at me with a big grin. "I just had the thought of a lifetime. Check this out... My girl likes to get a bit kinky sometimes, and she told me something a few days ago. She says she likes it sometimes when I'm forceful in bed. Like "jerk" aggressive. She said a fantasy of hers is for me to surprise her in a bedroom at a party one night. Without boring you with the details, let's just say that we will get a good workout on the bed, and we might end up with some torn clothing."

That was something I was totally not expecting! It sure sounded cool as hell, but not what I thought I would hear. Something seemed odd though. "That's what I was trying to figure out!" I exclaimed. "Since when do you have a girlfriend? Last I saw, you haven't been with a girl in months."

"Well, Karen and I have been going out for about a few weeks now" Mark replied.

"What? Your girl is named Karen? What are you, a copycat? I have seen you more times than I can count checking out MY Karen. You just had to get a Karen to make yourself feel better, is that it?"

"No way, dude. Whatever. Your Karen is awesome, but this just worked out that way. So anyhow, I should get back to this letter real quick. I'm almost done."

I was more curious now, so I looked over his shoulder at what he was writing. The note was short and to the point, it even had a little description of what he was going to do to her. It took me a whopping two seconds to decide he was onto something very cool here.

Just as he went to stand up, I put my hand on his shoulder, pushing him back down. "Man, you owe me a few favors. You know I can't write. You've got an outstanding idea there, and I want you to write one like that for me too. Errr, for me to give to my Karen. You know what I mean."

He didn't look too happy about it, but he said 'OK' and got right to it. It was only a few more minutes before he was also done with mine. It sure looked weird for Mark to be writing a note to my girlfriend with that kind of explicit language.

"So how are we going to know which note is for which girl?" asked Mark.

I thought for a bit, but shrugged my shoulders. "Hell, I don't know. But does it really matter?"

Mark just shook his head 'no' to that. "They basically say the same thing, so it doesn't matter" he said as he turned to walk away to find someone to deliver the notes.

Almost saying it loud, I thought to myself "The only thing that is different is that the rooms listed on the papers, they are just one door apart, and what if we go in the wrong room?"

As Mark walked away, that thought churned in my mind. At first I got pissed off thinking of Mark having his way with MY girlfriend. Especially considering how much (my) Karen and Mark seemed to try to hide their sexual tension around me under the guise of 'friendship.' I'm not that blind - I know it is there. I know they have liked each other for quite some time, and there have been several times where I thought something naughty was going on between them. Could we both play it off as an accident? But would this harm our relationship? On second thought, maybe I wouldn't play dumb, I couldn't let this happen.

I know exactly why the next thought came to mind. Maybe I was taking Karen's comment from a few weeks ago a little too literally. She had said that sometimes she was so horny, she would let me do anything and everything I desired to her. As long as I was assertive and demanding This was always true when she was drinking – it worked without exception. The only thing was that she did not like talking dirty. Actually, she didn't like talking at all, she said it made her feel dirty, and her talking dirty made her sound like a slut.

Mark came back with some girl had never seen before and introduced me to Tracy. I thought it was pointless to introduce us since we would most likely forget each other in a minute considering the situation.

Tracy was holding both notes, one per hand, and I could see that the name 'Karen' was written on the top of each one. Looking in to the other room, we could see our girlfriends standing near each other, each talking with a different group of people. Mine was on the right, and Mark's was on the left.

Taking the paper from Tracy's hand, I opened it to look where I would be going. The note said:

Hey Karen, you know who this is. It's time to get freaky, you sexy thing! You and me need some time alone to get dirty. In eight minutes, you need to go to the 2nd floor, and go to the last door on the right. Go in and turn off all the lights. Take off your clothes, and wrap yourself in the bathrobe hanging on the closet door.. I will be in to meet you a few minutes after that.

Giving the note back to Tracy, Mark and I walked away so the girls wouldn't see us at delivery time. As we left, I asked Mark "So how do you know there is a bathrobe on the door?"

He replied "Planning, dude. I didn't know what room was going to be available, so I went in to all the bedrooms and rummaged through the closet. Everyone had a bathrobe, so I put it on all the closet doors. Oh, and our notes are different – yours says eight minutes, and mine says four minutes. We don't want them meeting in the hallway, so they got different times."

Now very impatient, I must have checked my watch a dozen times within the first two minutes. He noticed and laughed at me. "Come on, man. Let's do something to take our minds off of what time it is. We still have a few minutes."

Grabbing my arm, he pulled me in to the kitchen where the bar was set up. "Here, two shots each to celebrate 'breaking in' someone else's house!"

Hell ya, I could drink to that. It looked like he didn't need them, but I had only had a few. The shots burned going down, but they sure got me warmed up from the inside out. Forget looking at my watch, I knew that it was time to go upstairs and play.

"Hey Mark, it's that time – you need to head upstairs."

He turned to me with a confused look. "Dude, which room am I supposed to go to? I actually think I forgot just now!"

I thought for a minute, but my head was buzzing real good, so I just gave up. "I'm sure your girl is just in the room on the right – go get her!"

Thinking ahead before we showed up tonight, I had bought a box of condoms, thinking the odds were in my favor of being able to use them. Luckily, I had put them in my back pocket – and now we needed them. Tearing one package off the link, I tossed it to Mark.

Naturally, he couldn't catch it, so it took a moment of fumbling for him to pick it up and slip it into his pocket. He turned back to me with a weird excited grin, he walked upstairs with his right hand held up so he wouldn't forget which door. Pausing at the bottom of the stairs, to turned his head quickly to look at me to give me the thumbs-up.

A few minutes later, my watch saying it was my turn to get some action, I walked up to the door on the left, thinking of what was in mind earlier. Usually I was not that forceful and demanding in bed, but this is what my girl wanted. So now it was time for a bit of a change. I took a deep breath, getting my attitude on, and stepped through the door.

It was so dark I couldn't see anything. I put my hand up in front of my face, but only saw a pale blur. Speaking low but firmly, I said "Where are you hiding? Get your ass ready for me." I paused to see if I had a response. Nothing. "I SAID, where are you? Call me to you. I need to hear you."

A whisper came from across the room. "I'm here baby. On the bed. I'm waiting for you. I need you."

What I had told Mark downstairs came back to me, and I realized I had also forgotten which room was which. I was fairly sure my Karen was here with me, behind the left door. But now I was no longer 100% sure of who I would meet as I got to the bed. No, I was sure. This was my girl here with me.

I walked quickly towards the sound of her voice, starting to take my clothes off on the way. Not sure how much further to go, I stopped, using the opportunity to drop what clothes I could, and taking off the rest as I stood there. "Now where did you go? Why can't I hear you?"

"Just a little more" the voice called back to me. She was only a few feet away, just two steps and I was there. Feeling the bed up against my knees, I stopped and bent over, reaching my hands down to find my girl. Grabbing a section of her leg, my hands moved in different directions to find how she was laying.

Ankles. I reached ankles first. Taking both of them in my hands, I pulled her towards me until they were just hanging out past the end of the bed. "Now roll over onto your front and get up on your knees. Now! Very good. Now scoot back so your knees are just by the end of the bed. Yes, very good. Now spread your knees wider apart. More... More... Just a little more. There, now stop."

Even though I couldn't see her, I knew her ass was only inches from me. My cock was aching to ram into her, but that would have been too fast. Going down to my knees, I moved my face closer and found her ass cheek with my nose.

My hands left her ankles and moved up her smooth legs, stopping at her nicely rounded ass. Not too much bounce, and the perfect size for my hand to caress. Following what I had planned out before, as soon as my hand was placed in just the right spot on her ass, I pulled it back and swung forward, the sound of the slap bouncing around the room.

Karen whimpered "Damn baby, what's gotten into you? That hurt, but ummm... I uhh, I kind of liked that a little bit."

"Damn straight baby, you had better like it. You are gonna get worn out tonight, and you are going to love it. You're getting your wish – right now I'm gonna ride you hard and make you beg for everything."

She did not answer, so I smacked her ass with my other hand. She cried out a bit, but the sound was pleasure, not pain. Smacking her again then rubbing in the same spot, I moved my hand down, lightly caressing the skin between her legs, just avoiding touching her pussy. She was already wet and I could feel the heat radiating off of her. Teasing her with my fingertips, I said "Beg me to touch your pussy, and I will. If you don't your ass will get hurt again."

She didn't answer, she just pushed her ass back at me. I smiled to myself, knowing she wouldn't say anything. She jerked away as my hand went SMACK again on the same cheek. "Ya, you like that, do you? You want more? You are my slut tonight, and you will beg me, do you understand?"

She pushed back against me again, but said softly "Yes master, whatever you say. Please master, put your mouth on me... down... there."

Tracing the outline of her pussy with my finger, I said "Nope, not quite right. It's your pussy. Do you want my tongue on your pussy? You had better tell me that then."

Hesitatingly, and almost too soft to hear, she finally said "Master, please lick my pussy. I need your tongue inside of me."

I still wanted more than that. Moving lower, I put my face on the side of her ass and slid down to the back of her thigh. Sucking in some skin and teasing it with my tongue made her jump. I moved an inch closer to her pussy and did it again.

Moaning, she pushed back again. "Please, I'm begging you. Eat my pussy, damn it. I need to feel your tongue on my clit. Please!"

That did it, that would work. As the last 'please' was coming out of her mouth, I moved my mouth over just an inch and shoved my face into her pussy, my tongue stabbing into her clit.

She screamed into the blanket as she started to cum immediately. She started bucking her hips taking her pussy away from me. I couldn't have that. Grabbing the front of her leg I pulled her back to me and shoved my tongue in her pussy, licking all around, and pushing it in and out of her.

One scream turned into another, and her whole body was shaking in the throes of her climax. As she slowed down I pulled my head away, but quickly replaced my tongue with two fingers. Shoving as far as I could, my middle finger reached down inside of her, searching for her g-spot. Not letting her completely recover from her first orgasm, I let go of her leg to free up my hand. Reaching for her clit again, I only rubbed it lightly.

"Cum for me now, dammit. I want to feel you cum on my fingers. You aren't just my girl, you are my slut now too. Beg me for it."

Her voice ragged, trying not to moan, she said "Harder. Fuck me harder. I love the feeling of your fingers inside of me."

She got it now. Her ass shoving back against me, my fingers pistoning in and out of her, I finger-fucked her mercilessly. My other hand was busy tweaking her clit, lightly rubbing back and across the top of it, just like she had shown me long ago. It drove her mad, and that's what I needed to do now.

"You aren't cumming for me, slut. Why not? I need to feel you."

"I need your cock master. Shove you cock in me please. I need to feel your rod slam deep inside of my pussy."

My arm was starting to get sore, so this was a welcome change. Already rock hard, I stood up and lightly placed my throbbing cock head at the entrance to her pussy. In and out only half an inch should tease her enough.

"FUCK ME, dammit. I need to feel you inside me."

Now she was into it. My cock could reward that. Grabbing her hips, I shoved hard, burying my cock inside her. She moaned something, the meaning lost in the blanket. My hands tight on her hips, my hips rocking, I thrusted as hard and fast as I could.

Screaming into the blanket, she started to cum again, and I slowed down only to feel her pussy throbbing and flexing on my shaft. The feeling was intense, and was making me get too close. I pulled out quickly, making a popping sound as I exited her. It took only a second for me to find the rubber in the back pocket of my pants, and I put it on in record time.

Getting back in position, I shoved deep inside of her again. The feeling reminded me how much I hate wearing a condom. The feeling just isn't right. She had noticed it too.

"No, please, don't fuck me with that, your cock doesn't feel the same" she said quietly.

"You know I can't cum inside of you. I will take it off, but only because I will be cumming on your sweet little tongue."

As I pulled back out of her and rolled the protection off, I could hear and feel her moving on the bed. Climbing up on the bed, I lay down on my back and reached out to find her leg. "No, don't move away. Stay there. Now bend over and clean your cum off my cock."

Her hand hit my hip as she reached out for me. Tracing her fingers across me, she stopped only at the touch of my cock. It jumped at her touch, then the next thing I knew, she moved closer and the heat from her mouth was making it's way down to the base of my throbbing member. Reaching out for her, my hand latches onto her breast, swaying with the motion of her body. As she caresses my balls, I caress her soft breast, tweaking her nipple every time her whole hand cups my sack.

Lost in the feeling of her talented tongue and compressing entrance to her throat, I know it's only seconds before I am done. It seems like the only part of my body that exists is the part of me sliding between her ruby red lips.

My hips raise to meet her head bobbing on me, my hands grabbing handfulls of blankets. Deep within my legs, I feel the end quickly rising to my crotch. Her caressing hand on my balls stops and gently squeezes as they rise slightly to release my seed.

Gasping for air, I can say "I'm gonna... gonna... gonna..." then the thought is lost. "Uhhhhhh hhuuhh uhhh" is all I can mumble as I feel an explosion of pleasure erupt from deep inside of me.

My brain is foggy as I feel my strength shoot out of me in spurts, straight into her mouth. From another universe, I can her gasp, then swallow a couple times, then gag as it became too much for her. I feel the warmth on my belly as the overflow runs out of her mouth.

Suddenly spent, I lay still and tried to start breathing normally. I realized that Karen was now laying across me, my softening cock still in her mouth, but her body was shaking. Reaching down, I feel her arm, and it is shaking like crazy. It stops as her body tightens up and she moans as she is panting.

Minutes later as we can start to feel normal, she whispers softly, "Sorry, I couldn't help it. I was so turned on from the way I made you cum, I just had to finish myself off one more time too... And... That had to be the best fuck I have ever had. You are intense."

Almost saying something sweet back to her, I remembered that I was supposed to be acting differently tonight. Forgetting she was my girlfriend and getting caught up in the moment, I replied "You were awesome baby. After you recover a bit, come get me and we can do it all over again."

Standing up and getting dressed quickly, I left the room, closing the door softly behind me. Making my way downstairs, I saw Mark had finished before me and was already down here. From the look of it, he was done for the night. Sitting on the couch with his head rolled down on his shoulder and mouth hanging open, it looked like his eyes were closed. Reaching the couch, I saw that was the case. He was out for the count.

Wandering around the house, I ended up near the kitchen, and hoping for another drink, I stopped by the doorway as I heard the two Karens talking.

"You're so lucky!" I heard my Karen say "I hate it when he gets that drunk. It took him forever to get it up, then once he did, then he thought it was OK to fuck me in the ass, and that just isn't happening. So I kicked his ass out. So I ended up taking care of things myself and came down. Just my luck that you tell me what an awesome time you had. Don't take this the wrong way, but can I borrow him for a while?"

As I tried to wipe the shock off of my face from the comments my girlfriend made, they both laughed and walked out together. As they passed me in the doorway, I got a glare from my Karen, then a smile and a wink from the other. My heart jumped into my throat. We must have got the rooms mixed up! My insides kind of froze as I realized that Mark stuck his cock in my girl's ass. But that also means I screwed his girl's brains out.

The look Mark's Karen gave me worried me – did she know about our messup? Why did she look at me like that? If nothing else, both Karens had a similar body structure. Well, kind of. At least the parts where our hands were sure to be focused. Mark and I were fairly close close too. Did any of the other three notice the difference?

I saw the other Karen go into the bathroom, so I chased down my girl. Not that it mattered. As I walked up to her, she just glared at me. "Karen, what's wrong with you? I just wanted to say 'hi.'"

She turned away and said "You can come back and talk to me when you're a bit more sober."

As my Karen stomped off, the other Karen came out and stood next to me. "She looks a bit upset I think" she smirked. "Looks like you were a bad boy tonight. Funny though, you don't look nearly as drunk as she said you were."

"Umm, do you know something I don't?" I asked her.

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Instead of answering, she took my arm and pulled me to the back porch. As we got near the railing and saw no one around us, she said "We need to talk. And yes, there is something you should know. First of all, you were awesome in bed, that really was the best fuck I have had in the longest time."

Shocked, I looked around again, and seeing no one, turned back to Karen. "OK, spill it, what's up? What the hell is going on here?"

Lowering her voice, whispered "Well, you heard your Karen. You are obviously not the one she was in bed with a few minutes ago. I know you were with me, and I knew it from the time you first talked to me in the bedroom."

"Why the hell didn't you stop me then?" I almost yelled. "You knew that it was me, so you knew your boyfriend was in bed with my girlfriend. Why did you let all this happen?"

"Let's just say that I know Mark has had something going on with your Karen for a long time. I don't know if they have ever fucked, but they have done just about everything else. I even caught them messing around earlier this evening. He had his hands up her shirt, and her hand was down his pants. I figured that we could have some extra fun if they were."

Stunned, I leaned back against the railing and let it all sink in.

"Karen, I don't know how I feel about this. It's not that I don't believe you, but umm. I don't know. I have seen some suspicious things, but I didn't think they would go that far." I paused for a minute, then turned back to her. "I got it! Let's see if we can prove what you are saying. We can get this taken care of right now."

Putting our heads together, we came up with a plan.

A few minutes later, Karen was sitting next to Mark, waking him up, holding an energy drink for him. He was starting to come around, but he didn't really look too happy about being woken up from his drunken slumber.

I found my Karen hanging out in the kitchen and played nice for a while. She was still mad at me for my performance in bed (that wasn't me, but I didn't say that). But it also seemed that she was hiding something, I could tell there was something she wasn't saying. Did she know about the accidental bedroom switch earlier? If so, was she feeling guilty because it wasn't me, or was it that she was worried about where I had been? Because of that, we had a bit of a fight, and I said that I was going to walk to the convenience store down the road to wake up and cool down, and I would be gone for about a half hour or so. She huffed at me and stomped off.

I saw that Mark's Karen had succeeded in waking him up and getting some caffeine into him. Mark was now up and walking around aimlessly, clearing the cobwebs from his head. Leaving through the front door, I walked around the side of the house to find Karen already waiting up against the wall. She waved her hand at me calling me closer.

"Come here" she whispered, "I told Mark that I was going to go get some fresh air out front, and he should go on the back deck to wake up some more. And look right there, your Karen just came out and is standing next to him."

Being careful to whisper since they were so close, I replied "If we move just a few feet closer, we can hide behind that bush, and we can hear them better."

Inching forward, I could start to hear parts of their conversation. My Karen said to Mark "Well if they are both out of the house, and there is no one else out here right now, that means we finally get some quiet time. Just you and me baby."

Putting one arm around her shoulders, he pulled her closer. She took his free hand in hers, slowly raising it along the open space between their bodies, stopping only when she reached her breast. Mark smiled real big, and we could see him squeezing and mauling my girlfriend. "This is awesome, baby. It's been way too long since you made me do this. I have sure missed it. There's a lot of other things I have missed about your body too. We have time right now, let's go re-discover each other."

Karen just giggled and slapped him on the chest. "Don't be silly, sexy. Our other halves aren't very far away, and we don't really know how long we have. But we could use the time we have to get warmed up at least."

As she stopped speaking, Mark leaned forward and stopped her from saying any more, pressing his lips to hers, kissing her deeply. His hand never stopped moving on her breast, and her hand moved down from his chest, getting into the front of his pants. He broke off their kiss only to push down the front of her shirt, and pull her breast out into full view, licking and then sucking on her nipple.

My Karen threw her head back, engulfed in the pleasure she was getting from his mouth.

I had seen just about enough. I pulled on Karen's arm and jerked my head in the direction of the front of the house. I mouthed "I'm leaving, come with me."

As we turned the corner of the house to where they couldn't see us anymore, I stopped and grabbed Karen's arm, turning her towards me. "How long have you known about them? Didn't you care that he was screwing around on you?"

She hung her head and took a deep breath. "Look, I know it's not right, but he's really good to me, and I don't want to lose him over him just messing around a little. They have been doing this for a while, but I haven't caught them having sex, but I've seen them do just about everything else. Almost every chance they get when they are alone, they are doing something. After what happened upstairs earlier, I thought you deserved to know."

Not sure what to do, I just stood there, my mind reeling. Deciding suddenly, I turned to walk into the house. Karen hurried after me asking "Where are we going?"

"You can come if you want, but I'm going to see if I can catch them on the back porch right now."

I walked quickly to the back door, stopping right before grabbing the doorknob. Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, I saw that Karen had joined me. Looks like we were going together to catch our partners in a compromising situation. Softly grabbing the doorknob to make no noise, I quickly turned it and pulled the door open. As the door passed me and there was enough room, I stepped out in a fast walk, heading to where I saw them last.

The were about a foot apart, Karen facing off the edge of the deck, and Mark was lighting a cigarette for her. Turning to see me and Karen come out of the house towards them, they took step further apart as Mark put his lighter away. Now everything looked just fine, like there was nothing going on. They had obviously been talking, but at night it was hard to judge facial expressions.

I felt relieved at first, then realized that this was because the situation felt normal. It all came to me just then. For years, I had known that they like to hang out on the porch and talk, and it wasn't all that odd to see him light her smoke. Just like they are now. Only a minute or so after they had been into each other's clothes and bodies doing some serious foreplay and petting. I saw it happen! Now it looked like nothing had happened. The looked the same as a million other times I had seen them in this exact situation. Had they really been doing all this stuff under my nose for that long?

We chatted nicely for a few minutes. I really didn't know how to bring up the subject since they seemed so innocent just then. Mark's Karen said she was going inside just then, so I said I would follow. Their smokes only half done, Mark and our shared girlfriend would be out there for a little longer. Just before Karen got to the door, I suddenly reached out to grab her ass. She just turned back to me and smiled, but didn't move my hand. It stayed there until we were inside and the door closed.

Karen immediately turned to me, pushing my hand away. "Why the hell did you do that? What on earth brought that on?"

My face flushed in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. You've got an awesome ass, and I've always wanted to do that. Besides, I figured that Mark and Karen would see it, and it would help cause a nice chat about this later. After what happened earlier, are you really upset about a little grope like that?"

As upset as I was, it was also very late, and I was really tired. I'm sure the alcohol didn't help either. I went to the room that had been reserved for me and Karen to sleep in. I was asleep by the time my face hit the pillow. I have no idea how much later Karen came in, but I woke up as she climbed into bed with me, but passed out again as she tried to talk to me. No idea what she wanted, I was just done.

When I woke up in the morning, my pounding head was my reward for the night's excess alcohol. I wandered down to the kitchen to get some coffee and water. Happy that no one else was up and about, I sat in one of the chairs on the deck to finish waking up. Then it hit me. Everything that went on the night before ran through my head like a bad movie. Looks like it would be an interesting ride home today!

"We can still get through this" I thought. Maybe we just shouldn't be hanging around with Mark. Maybe the room mix-up would be give her a taste of her own medicine. And maybe she still owed me a favor (or a dozen) for her history with him.

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Party Swap Ch. 02 - Erotic Couplings

Revenge for the Accidental partner Swap at a party.

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This is the Part 2 to the story 'Party Swap' that should be read before this one. It won't really make sense otherwise.

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The drunken cobwebs in my head had mostly cleared up, and I was once again starting to feel like my old self. Well, except for that little part about my girlfriend Karen messing around on me. She had been messing around with Mark, and his girlfriend (also named Karen) had caught him doing all kinds of naughty things with her. This was all news to me, but after last night my eyes had been opened to the truth.

Thoughts of revenge crossed my mind, but so did the idea that maybe we should just break up. We did have a good thing going, or at least I had thought we did, so just parting ways seemed like too much of an easy way out for her. If I played my cards right, we could still break up, but maybe I could get some of my fantasies fulfilled before we did.

I know that she had seen me grab another girl's ass the night before, and that was the last time she saw me before I went to bed. Unless my guess was wrong, that would also be the first thing on her mind when she got up. As possessive as she was, I was certain that there would be hell to pay. Now it just struck me as kind of funny. Karen must think that her and another guy could maul each other and dry hump and it was OK, but I'm sure the simple act of my one touch would be way out of bounds.

Since no one else was up yet, I took the liberty of looking around the house. Mark and Karen were already gone, they must have slipped out early. One could only imagine their chat on the way home. Was he pissed about me grabbing his girlfriend's ass the night before? Did he suspect anything about who was fucking which Karen last night? I suppose I was just going to have to wait to find out.

Karen finally came out of our room as I was getting our stuff ready to go. With the thoughts running through my head, I was not the same loving boyfriend I usually was on the 'morning after.' She was obviously upset, but my actions toward her were kind of cold and distant. I did not want to come right out and be an ass and make her suspect anything, I was going to warm her up to my new attitude.

She looked like crap. Hair tousled, puffy faced, and moving slow, she looked like she could have used some aspirin and a shower. Since I was ready to go, there would be no time for her to get comfy before we left. Stopping me in the kitchen, she whined "Dammit babe, do you have to be so loud? My head is pounding and you are not helping at all. I just want to shrivel up and disappear for a while."

I brusquely walked by her. "Nope, no time for that. We have to get moving. I need to get home to check my email for some stuff going on at work. Come on now, we need to get going."

We had brought a duffel bag of stuff with us the night before, and I had put it in the car before she got up. "I have already packed up our stuff, and now that you are finally up, we can get going. And yes, you are going to have to go home in the clothes you were wearing last night. Yes, even though they reek of alcohol and cigarettes."

Grumbling under her breath, she stalked past me and went to wait out in the car. As I came out, I saw her perched in the passenger seat, arms folded, looking very not happy. I got in and started the engine, pretending to not know what was causing her attitude, ignoring her pissed off stare.

As I backed out of the driveway, she couldn't take the silence any more. "Well?" she exclaimed. "Haven't you noticed that I'm pissed? Aren't you going to even ask me about it?"

"Oh, you are pissed off at something? I thought you just didn't feel all right after last night."

It was hard to contain the cruel smile I was feeling. Hoping my comment was vague enough to cover several topics, I just let it lay like that.

"Well YES, it was about last night. But it's not just the hangover headache. You should know why I'm mad at you. Don't try to think you were Mr. Sneaky with Karen. I know what I saw."

"What do you mean?" I asked innocently. "Ya, we spent some time together, but not quite as much as you spent with Mark. So now you can spend time with him, but I can't hang out with her?"

That made her pause. Looking over, the look on her face had changed. Now she went from looking pissed off to worried. I could almost hear her thoughts of "What did he see?!?!?"

"Listen, right before you went off to bed, you and her came out onto the deck awfully close together. From the look on your faces, it looked like you thought you had to place to yourself and were surprised to see us out there. Then you spend a few minutes out there so it seems like you meant to just chat for a minute, then went back in. Then you were not sneaky AT ALL when you grabbed her ass like it belonged to you. The fact that you grabbed it and she didn't even react at all tells me a lot more about you too!"

Well. There it was. This had to come out carefully as it would lay the stage for the next part of my plan. My heart pounding, I pulled off the road, going in to the closest parking lot. Luckily, it was for a large grocery store, and since it was still early in the day it was almost empty, giving us plenty of privacy in the open space. Lighting up a cigarette for each of us, I saw the pack was now empty.

"Allright, I admit it. Yes, I grabbed her ass. I had been admiring it and wanted to see if it felt as nice as it looked. But she was drunk too, so you didn't see that it took her a minute to really react to it. She did get kind of pissed off, but not too bad. She was so pissed at Mark it didn't bother her much. Besides, I didn't think you would mind, and she said she didn't think Mark had a right to be mad at her either."

Her face was a mix of shock and anger. She was getting redder the more mad she got. "WHAT? What the hell do you mean you thought I wouldn't mind? Are you insane? And how was Mark supposed to be OK with you groping her?"

Calm down. Pause for effect. Look over at her pissed face. As evenly as I could, I said "After what her and I saw right before we came out, why wouldn't we think you two wouldn't mind. We were tame compared to you two."

Keeping my expression masked, I turned to her. That bright red face went as pale as a ghost. Her mouth hanging open, I think there was even the hint of her eyes tearing up. She knew she was caught.

Continuing before she could remember how her voice worked, I said "You two did about everything short of fucking. So how are you are mad about me touching Karen's ass? That is not OK, but it's perfectly fine for him to suck on your tits while you grab his cock and jerk him off? You two can stick your tongues down each other's throats? And that's just what I caught you doing last night. I can only imagine what I missed."

I didn't think it was possible, but her ghostly white face went even paler. Her eyes were closed, and a small stream of tears had made a path down her cheeks. With her heaving chest, it looked like she was doing her best to stop from bursting into tears.

"Ya, I caught you. You two were not nearly as sneaky as you thought. Your world has just had a massive change. I'm not going to tell you what else I know. But you will. How much I know doesn't matter right now – I know more than enough. You, however, will fill in the gaps of what I might have missed. Got it?"

Starting to sniffle, she could not talk. Just nodding her head seemed to take all the effort she could muster. Done nodding, her head remained hung down, her chin resting on her chest.

"Since you can't seem to talk, I will continue. Feel free to stop me if you think you can talk without blubbering all over my car.

"Technically, I have enough knowledge to easily throw you to the curb. To kick you out of my place. Maybe you can move in with Mark, maybe you can move in with anyone else you're playing with behind my back. Hell, for all I care, you can live on the street. Maybe I'll find you a shopping cart to carry your treasures. Want me to give you a few empty beer cans to start your new job?"

Still no comment. I know she could still hear me, she just wasn't to the point of being able to talk yet.

"Maybe I'm just feeling really accommodating right now, but I don't really want to throw away what we have had for so long. Maybe we can still work this out, it's up to you now. What do you think, do you want to try to make this up to me?"

Nodding her head, she seemed to have got some color back in her face. Drawing a deep shaky breath, she whispered "I am so sorry. None of this should have ever happened. If there's anything I can do to make this better, I will. Anything. Just name it. I just don't want to lose you. I love you more than anything."

"HA! No shit it should have never happened. You should have thought of that before you started messing around on me. I guess now I know why you were not so interested in sex with me lately. If you are getting some action somewhere else, why would you need it from me?"

"No, it's not like that" she replied, still not able to meet my eyes. "It was just messing around, really. That's all it was. It was just the excitement of being naughty. It was the danger factor I guess."

Since I didn't know how far their actions took them, I didn't push much for more. Her guilt would let the truth come out. Letting this sink in, a plan started forming in my mind.

"Well, if you are after a danger factor, and you want to be naughty, then I will be able to help you out. You will do everything I tell you to, is that clear?"

Looking out the side window, she nodded 'yes' to the door.

"I don't know about you, but I could use another smoke. My slut smoked my last one. In a few minutes, you will get us some more, right bitch?"

Her head swiveled around to stare at me, her eyes wide in shock at my language. I hadn't called her names like this before. She opened her mouth to call me on it, but the realization hit her before she could speak. Closing her mouth and her eyes, she hung her head. "I guess I deserved that" she said, her eyes tearing up again.

"Damn skippy you did. And as a matter of fact, we will continue our relationship as long as you stay my slut. Understand? Good. You will do everything I tell you to. Your need for excitement, attention, and danger will be met by me. Got it?"

Nodding her head in resignation, she folded her hands in her lap and lowered her head. So softly I could barely hear her, she said "What do I need to do?"

Now we are talkin! This is right mindset I hoped she would have.

"First of all, I think a blowjob would be great. If you do a good job, you can earn yourself a smoke too. Now get over here."

Staring at me unbuttoning my pants, she went wide-eyed. "Right here? Right now? We are in the middle of town!"

"Well yes, right now. What did you think I mean, next week? Now get your face over here and wrap your lips around my cock."

She looked around nervously, but saw no one. Turning on the seat, she bent towards me with an open mouth. Starting tentatively, she just took the head of my stiffening cock into her mouth. Too slow. Pushing on the back of her head, I encouraged her to get a little deeper. I just grinned as she choked a little as she deep-throated me. This was new, she would never take more than half of my cock into her mouth. Now, however, everything was changed. She had good blowjob skills before, but she would improve with my helping hand.

With a handful of hair, I showed her how she would now do this. After a few minutes of pulling her head up and almost off of me then straight back down, she got over her urge to gag, but my arm was getting tired. Letting go of her hair, I reached under to play with her tits. They were perfectly sized for me, and she had always liked the attention I had paid to them. But playing with them through her shirt wasn't quite enough.

"Hold on a second and sit up. We have some "firsts" for you now. Now you can finally suck my cock the right way, and that's a 'first', and you have finally done it in the car, also a 'first'. The next one is that you will do it topless since I wanna play with your boobs without clothes in the way. Besides, I like the way they move when you're sucking me off."

As she sat back and looked around again, I added the kicker. "Well, as far as I know, this is a first for you. At least it's a first for you and ME. Now hurry up with that shirt. I don't want to go soft while you are taking your sweet-ass time."

Her face burned red at that, but she didn't say anything. Taking one last look around for other eyes, she ripped off her shirt and put it at her feet and leaned towards me again. "Nope, sit back up again. Don't stop halfway, the bra has to go too" I ordered.

Acting shy, she unhooked the back and let it fall off, but covered her boobs with her arm as she dropped the garment on top of her shirt. I pulled her arm down, enjoying the view of her boobs for just a moment before I pulled on the back of her head, getting her back to work.

Savoring the moment and trying to block out the mounting pleasure, I reclined my seat for a better view. Her bed-head hair was hanging everywhere, so I scooped it up with my left hand so I could see better. My right hand was busy playing with her tits, squeezing and kneading, plus twisting and pulling on her nipples. She might have started out embarrassed and shy, but I knew it wouldn't be long until she was getting into this as much as I was.

Most of the time when she gives me head, I am either busy licking her pussy or finger-fucking her. Not now though, this was all for me. I was really enjoying this performance. A thought came to me now that I looked at it this way. We still needed smokes. It would be nice to have a smoke right about now.

Pushing Karen's head up again, I said "Hold on again, I just thought of something."

She sat up and covered up her boobs with her arms again, looking around self-consciously. Her face getting red again, she looked at me questioningly.

"You can put on your shirt, but only your shirt. Do it now."

In an instant, it was over her head and making her decent again. Looking down, she saw her nipples standing at attention and tried to cover them up, but I pushed her hands away. Grabbing her bra from the floor, I tossed it on the floor in the back seat. "You won't be needing this for a while."

She looked to me plaintively. "But this shirt is so low-cut, my boobs are almost hanging out" she complained.

"I don't really care. Now put on your seatbelt, we are going for a short drive" I replied.

We only went a few blocks, stopping at a strip mall where I knew there was a tobacco store. Pulling in at the side of the building, I parked and waited. A few minutes later, another car pulled up. Perfect, it only had one person in it, an older guy. I told Karen my plan as he got out and went in the store.

"Listen up and no talking back. We need smokes. What you will do is get out of the car, just like you are now, and walk up to that car as the guy gets in to leave."

Her eyes were wide in shock as I laid out the rest of my plan. But she realized that she had to do it, so she opened the door and waited for him to come out.

She started walking over towards his car as soon as he came out of the store. Her timing was perfect. She got to him just as he sat down and was reaching to close the door. She stopped the door from closing and walked in close, squatting down in front of him. His face showed his surprise, but that look changed quickly as she did what I had ordered. His smile told it all, and he quickly reached for the pack of smokes he had just bought.

A moment later, she got up and walked back towards my car. The other guy didn't move or close his door, he just stared at her walking away. When Karen got back in the car, he finally closed his door, but did not leave. He just lit up a smoke and stared at us.

Her face burning in shame, she handed me the few smokes she had earned. "I feel cheap and used" she said softly. "Why did you make me do that?"

"Well what do you think?" I barked back. "I thought you like pulling your shirt down for other guys. And letting other guys play with your tits seemed OK to you last night. At least this time I got something out of the deal. Speaking of which, I guess you have earned a drag off of this first smoke. Light it and take a hit, then give it to me. Then take your shirt back off and get your face back on my dick."

Rolling down my window I exhaled a cloud of smoke as she opened my pants back up. Now I could enjoy the show more. She went down on me with enthusiasm. My cock was hard in no time. It was if she was a different person. As she inhaled my cock, I reached for the boob nearest me and found her nipple was as hard as a rock. I pulled on it, shaking her breast back and forth, making her tongue-lashing of my cock stop as she moaned in pleasure.

"Damn, being my slut really has you turned on, doesn't it? Let's see how turned on you really are. Take off your skirt and underwear. Now."

Without comment, she sat back in her seat and finished stripping down, leaving the last garments on the floor. She got on her knees in the seat and instantly went for my cock again. Reaching around, I smacked her ass hard, drawing another moan out of her. My fingers kept moving and felt that her pussy was soaking wet; she was liking this as much as I was! Her aroma was filling the car as I rudely shoved two fingers deep inside of her. Pulling back, I made it three fingers. She was so wet, that although it was a tight fit, there was plenty of natural lube to let me in.

Tossing my cigarette butt out the window, my hand was free to get a handful of hair out of the way to improve the view. Moving when I did, I was just at the right angle to see back to the side, and noticed the old guy from the car had walked up closer to watch. I was not in the mood to stop her at this point to scare him off. Fuck it, let him enjoy the show. As my rod popped out of her mouth, I pulled my hand out from between her legs and rubbed her oils on my throbbing cock. Shoving my fingers into her mouth I ordered "Clean them off."

She hesitated since she had always seemed grossed out every other time I had tried that. Not this time! I pushed harder, getting them between her lips, rubbing my fingertips across her tongue.

"Good slut. Now finish your job on my dick. You like the taste of your pussy on me?"

This time there was no hesitation. She kept going like she had not stopped. Leaning my seat back again, I wanted a good view while we finished this off. She didn't know it yet, but another first was coming. Now she would finally swallow every drop of my cum.

Playing with her boobs and tweaking her nipples with one hand, I held onto her head with the other. Just following her motion, I lost myself in the moment, feeling only her mouth. Hot and wet, then tight when I reached her throat. Feeling the impending end, my hips got into the motion, thrusting up to meet her face.

"Oh damn, I'm gonna cum in your mouth, slut..." I moaned.

"uuuuh, oooh ya, damn baby. Get ... ready ... for ... it ..."

I could only grunt and pant at this moment. My hands squeezing the ball of hair, and her left breast, I just managed to get out "take it all, dammit... swallow it all... UUUUUHHHHHHH"

My body locked up, all except my hips, which were bucking in time with every shot of cum that shot out of my cock. She tried to pull her head away from me, but went nowhere as I held her tight. She gagged a little at first, but I pushed her further down, loosing every drop inside of her.

Still laying back, my energy spent as my hands finally let her free. I looked at her just in time to see her lick her lips, pulling in the small amount of semen that had escaped her mouth. She was breathing hard from her effort, but I could tell from her look that she was still massively turned on.

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Smirking to myself, I suddenly reverted back to the 'nice guy' mood a bit, and said "Get your skirt off the floor and put it on the seat. Sit on it, lean your seat back, and make yourself cum for me."

There was no backtalk or delay. She leaned back all the way, her legs splayed across the dash. Both hands were at her crotch, finger fucking herself and attacking with her clit at the same time. Her upper arms forced her boobs together, making a damn fine sight. I couldn't help reaching over and grabbing them, rolling her nipples between my fingers.

With a sudden increase in tempo and a short high-pitched scream, she came hard. Her whole body shook with the power of it, and as quickly as she relaxed, I could swear that she passed out for a few seconds, just with the shear power of the orgasm. I have never seen her cum that hard. Never.

I had made myself decent as she tried to get her breathing back under control. She made no move to cover up, just laid out naked on the seat, basking in the afterglow. Her hands shook as she reached for a cigarette, and we smoked in silence as she wound down. I noticed the old dude finally walk back to his car. Without a word, I turned her chin to the side and she saw him leave. As he got in his car and drove off, she got self-conscious and scooted lower in the seat, trying to hide her nakedness with her arms.

Speaking for the first time in several minutes as we put out our smokes, I said "Get your panties from the floor and clean yourself off. Quickly now."

Not waiting for her to finish, I started the car and drove off. Wanting a cup of coffee, I went to a place we had never been to for the next part of my plan. Unless we were at home, she never went outside further than the mailbox without her undergarments. Time for another 'first'.

With her bra in the back seat, and her soaked panties on top of them, I allowed her to get dressed, but only in her shirt and skirt. We walked in the cafe and stood in line, and instantly we got looked at by everyone. The men stared at her chest, with the edge of her nipples were poking up into view since I had pulled the neckline down lower. The few women shot daggers out of their eyes at her, pissed off that she had attracted the gaze of all the men.

As we got closer to the counter, more people built up in line behind us. Ordering our drinks, I reached in my pocket for cash, but "accidentally" spilled it all over the floor as my hand came out of my pocket. Smiling cooly at her, I said "Keep your knees straight, and pick it all up."

As she saw the number of coins on the floor, her face paled. As she hesitated, I cleared my throat, pointing at the floor. She moved to pick up the money closest to her, trying not to point her naked ass at anyone, but people were all around. As she moved around the floor to get it all, only one time did her ass point at me. As she bent over, I could see about half of her beautiful pussy uncovered, still looking slightly damp. Or was it 'again' and not 'still'? The one quick look I got from the front showed that her shirt pulled easily away from her chest, her full breasts hanging down in full view of everyone who cared to look.

As she handed me all the money, she looked around again to see every person in the shop staring at her, but quickly looking away as though they did not want to be caught. Her face was bright red yet again as we took our drinks back to the car.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked, looking like she was ready to cry.

Shrugging my shoulders, I answered "Well I thought you liked other guys checking you out and enjoying the view that I thought was for me alone."

This was enough to get the 'almost crying' look to go away as the tears rolled freely. Through her snuffling, she said "That's not it. I wasn't doing this to just anyone who was around. It was just one guy. I know it was wrong, but he seemed like he was safe. We didn't do that much, really. And he really was the only other one, I didn't do this with anyone else."

I pulled into a convenience store to get a whole pack of smokes this time, but had her wait in the car since I didn't have the time to embarrass her again, I had another thought brewing.

Not caring to talk, I drove the rest of the way home in silence. Stopping in our driveway, I turned off the engine and waited. The thought of going into "our" home felt weird after everything that had happened in the past 12 hours or so.

"Karen, go take your stuff inside and do whatever you need to. I will be back later. Get yourself cleaned up, and take a nap or whatever. We are going out tonight, and you will be dressed like the slut you are. No panties or bra, a different short skirt and a loose tank top."

As she got out of the car, I started it back up, and was gone before she got to the front door. Mark's place was next. Not really sure what was going to happen here, I was just going to see how things went and let things flow naturally.

The apartment seemed quiet as I knocked on his door, but Karen answered it right away. She looked upset, and as she let me in, I saw Mark on the couch looking even worse. It looked like they were having a chat not too dissimilar from the one I had just been through. Well, minus a few key details.

The tension was in thick the air as I walked into the middle of the room. Karen had not moved far from the door, standing there with her arms crossed. "Well Mark" she prompted, "don't you have something to say to your friend?"

Moving slowly, he stood up and walked towards me, staring at the floor the whole time. "Dude, I'm so sorry, it never should have happened. I'm really really sorry."

My blood pressure rising, I yelled back at him "After we have been friends for so long, you go and do this? How long were you messing with my girl behind my back? Would you have stopped if you hadn't been caught last night? What the hell were you thinking?"

He finally looked up at me, but I didn't really see 'sorry' written on his face, he was just upset he got caught. I had heard him tell me a few times of messing around with married women, but I never thought he would get between me and my girl. I knew exactly what he was thinking.

Before I knew what was happening, I stepped towards him, my right arm reaching back, and whipping around to plant a solid jab deep into his stomach. He instantly bent double, his arms wrapped around his middle, a low 'ooooowwwww' coming from his mouth. For some reason I was mad he was still standing, so a left hook from nowhere came out to catch him on the side of his face.

The soft smack of the skin-hitting-skin sound echoed through the living room as he collapsed into a pile of whining. One arm came up, his hand stretched out in a 'stop' motion, the other holding his face as a split lip freely spilled blood onto the carpet.

Karen scowled at me as she helped him stand up and hobble to the kitchen. While he was rinsing off his face in the sink, she got some ice wrapped in a towel for him. A few minutes later he came back out and flopped onto the couch.

"I deserved that, I guess" he mumbled. "Maybe I should feel lucky that's all I got. I know you can seriously kick my ass."

"Ya, you do deserve more, but I will stop now while I still have enough control to stop with just a couple hits."

Karen came up to me and took my arm, leading me to sit in middle of the other couch. "Maybe this will help too" she whispered as she walked back to Mark. "It's not just him you hurt Mark, it's me too. And the times that I actually SAW you two messing around hurt me too. Do you realize what that feels like? Huh? Do you?"

He looked at her kind of confused, his eyes still muddled in pain. "What are you saying, Karen?" he asked thickly, sounding funny talking through a ruined lip and an ice towel.

Walking to the stereo in the corner, she started a CD with dance music. She smiled sweetly at him before turning that smile to me. "Well maybe now you will, you jerk."

Standing in front of me, she put her arms up above her head, swaying her hips to the beat. Turning around, she danced closer to me and put her legs on either side of mine, dropping her hips lower and lower. She got to the point of touching my knees with her crotch, then moved back, sitting in the middle of my lap, straddling my legs. Glancing at Mark, he was watching us wide-eyed. I shrugged my shoulders. I really had no idea that this would happen, nor how far it would go.

She reached her arms back to me, putting her hands high on my thighs, jutting her chest up into the air, her boobs pointing to the ceiling, while she ground her pussy on one of my knees. Standing up, she turned to face me, her legs still on either side of mine. She grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt, slowly pulling it higher and higher, but stopping just before reaching her boobs. She turned to smile at Mark, then turned back to me, pulling her shirt up and off to expose her black lace bra, twirling the shirt over her head before tossing it at Mark.

Karen bent down to sit on my lap again, this time facing me, and danced her way forward until we were touching chest to chest. She took my hands and put them on her ass, squeezing my hands to her ass while it bounced to the music. Leaving my hands alone, she reached up to pull her bra's shoulder straps down and pulled her arms through them. My hands free, they wandered around her bare skin. As she bounced and ground her crotch into mine, my cock responded, making a tent in my pants. As soon as she felt it rise, I got a naughty grin from her.

Reaching back, she unhooked her bra, but held onto the front so it would not fall off. Both hands now on her breasts, she squeezed them for me, but only for a second. She pulled it straight up, baring herself to me. Leaning forward, she tossed her bra at Mark while she pulled my head forward, burying it between her bouncing breasts, squeezing her arms together, wrapping my face in their soft skin.

My hands came forward to hold her breasts, squeezing them as they slid up and down my cheeks. Even though I knew why she was doing this, I pushed her back a bit and mouthed 'why' at her. Holding my hands against her breasts, she leaned further back and looked over at Mark. "Doesn't feel good to see it happening, does it?"

Looking pissed off, he got up and stomped off towards the bedroom, snarled "Fuck this, I'm not going to sit around and watch this shit."

Karen looked at me and shrugged her shoulders, but did not move my hands. She reached down and unfastened the buttons and zippers on both of our pants. She pulled up on the bottom of my shirt a little, then giggled at me. "Sorry big guy, you are gonna have to let go for a minute. I promise you will get more in a few minutes."

She pulled my shirt off quickly, finally removing my hands from her boobs. Scooting back on my legs, she stood up and wiggled her hips as she pushed her jeans down, sitting on the coffee table as she worked them off of her legs. Taking my hands, she had me stand up, then in one quick motion, pulled my pants and boxers down, then pushed me back on the couch. Making one big bunch of clothes in her hands, she removed my pants, boxers, and socks in one movement. The only piece of clothing between us was her black lace panties that matched the bra that was now somewhere on the floor.

Kneeling down in between my knees, she reached for my cock. "Tsk Tsk. You are only at half mast for me? I'm almost naked and holding your dick, and you can only manage a chubby?"

"Don't worry" I said, "it's starting to change right now."

Without another comment, she leaned towards me and sucked me into her mouth, easily deepthroating me. Only her tongue was moving, but the feeling was incredible. Her head lifted off my belly little by little as I grew inside of her. With a teasing slowness, she pulled the rest of the way off and stood up. "Just a tease of what's coming later. Follow me."

Karen took my hand and tried to pull me up but I stopped her. "Wait, just one second. I want to know what you know about them. Look, I know what we saw them doing last night, but you need to tell me what else you saw happen."

She stopped pulling on me but did not want to really stop what she had started. Kneeling on the couch again, straddling me, she held my cock and softly stroked it.

"Well from just a minute ago, you should guess that she sucked him off. And this hands-on approach worked for both of them."

Hearing my cue, one hand slid up her leg, stopping at the hem of her panties. Softly exploring I could feel how hot she was, and the wet spot on on the crotch of her underwear went the whole width, and a couple of inches long. She was soaked! I must not have moved fast enough, so she pushed my hand deeper between her legs, pushing my fingers up. Two fingers ended up one joint deep inside of her, still wrapped in black lace.

"ooooooooohhhhhh that feels good. But I want more" she whispered "I need your cock inside of me again."

Her hips rocked back and forth, fucking herself on my fingers, her eyes were closed and head thrown back. Only a light moan escaped her lips. I could almost feel my cock inside of her. Her hand was stroking me with the same tempo she was fucking my fingers with.

"Wait a second Karen. If THEY didn't fuck, maybe we shouldn't either." I said, hardly believing I uttered those words.

"Fine then" she pouted. "I have seen this too though. After she would strip down for him, she would sit on his lap like this, and ride his cock. Like this..." She sat up a little and pushed down on my cock until it was between her legs, pushing up against her pussy.

My cock was instantly smothered with her lube as it slid gently between her pussy lips. Her panties were so wet they may as well have not been there at all. Moving slower, she made sure my cock did not leave the wet path to her sex. With nothing to occupy her hands, she moved them nervously. From her hips, to my shoulders then my face. Then her face. Down to her neck. Across her chest to her swaying breasts, pushing them together and squeezing them tightly, rubbing a finger across her turgid nipples.

As awesome as she looked, I needed her closer right now. I pulled her towards me, putting her arms around my head. With a handful of her hair, I pulled her face to mine, our lips meeting, and tongues dancing over each other. She leaned against me completely, driving her breasts into my chest. I swore I could feel our nipples rubbing across each other.

Gasping, she stopped everything and pushed us apart. Her eyes wild, she stared at me like a piece of meat. "Fuck this, I can't handle it. I need to be fucked right now. If you won't I know who will. You wanna know about Mark and Karen? Fine – they did everything except put his dick in her cunt or asshole. That's it. Everything else that you can think of - they did it. Now get up and follow me!"

Pulling me by the hand, she lead down the hall to the bedroom, almost running. As we got closer, I heard the shower still running. So did Karen as she turned to me with an evil grin. "Oh, he's going to love this, get in there and get up on the bed. He had better be done like right NOW"

Not sure what to expect, I climbed up and lay across the bed on my back. Stripping off her panties and throwing them on the floor by the bathroom door, she climbed on top of me, giving me a rough and deep sensual kiss.

She turned around to face my feet, and put her knees on either side of my head. I could see the folds of her sex glistening with moisture as she wiggled it above my face. Tightly grabbing her ass, I pulled her towards me, driving my tongue across her clit. She bucked once quickly with a moan, then grabbed my cock and impaled her face on it.

It could have been 10 seconds or 10 minutes, I don't know. All time was lost to me as I pleasured her clit and pussy with my tongue, and she stroked my cock with her hand and mouth. Something seemed different, and I realized I couldn't hear the shower any more. My cock was suddenly free as Karen stopped and I felt her head move up. She rolled off to my side, and I looked over to see Mark standing there watching us. He was totally naked, staring at us, looking pissed - although at least one part of him seemed to be enjoying the show.

Karen grabbed my cock and slowly stroked it, clearly just for his benefit. "So, do you like the view? Your cock sure says you do. So did you ever fuck his Karen, or did it justs stop at oral?"

It took a moment for him to find his voice. "No, we didn't fuck. Almost did a few times, but no. She always said 'eating ain't cheatin' so she wouldn't do that."

"Hmmm" said Karen, appearing to think about it for a minute. "Since you look real turned on, do you wanna fuck me right now?"

"Oh HELL ya, I do."

"Well get your dumb ass over here then!"

She got up, standing by my legs hanging off the bed. My heart sank, thinking I wouldn't get to finish. He just stood there staring until she wagged her finger at him and bent over, putting her hands by my knees. He came over and stood behind her, sliding his cock up and down her ass and across her pussy. When he stopped moving, he appeared to be lining up, then shoved deep inside her. She fell forward with a look of pure ecstasy on her face. Luckily for me, Karen's face ended up just inches from my balls.

Reaching forward, she opened her mouth and sucked in one nut, caressing it with her tongue. Mark started ramming her with abandon and I fell out of her mouth. With a finger, she waved me closer. I shimmied down a tiny bit, and she took my cock in her hand and licked it up and down. She aimed my cock at her mouth, and with Mark's next thrust, it took it all in, moaning as she did it. Holding on for dear life, she kept on it. I could feel the opening to her throat with every thrust Mark made.

This was totally new to me, and the feelings were intense, and with everything else from the past few minutes I knew I couldn't last much longer. Closing my eyes and focusing on the warm tunnel of her mouth and the stroking of her hand, it was all I could do to hold on for just one more minute. I couldn't do it. With a quickness, I felt my balls pull up, and before I could even try to stop it, I exploded.

Every spurt landed in Karen's mouth, but she was too distracted to swallow all of it. A long strand of my cum reached from her lips down to my balls. As she tried to keep my softening cock in her mouth, her lips clamped down around me like a vice, slightly muffling her scream as she started to cum. As her muscles tensed up, her pussy must have locked up on Mark, and he pulled out quickly, stroking his cock maybe four times before shooting his wad on the top of her ass.

Karen's breathing went back to normal, and she looked at me with a glint in her eye. Without using her hands, she sucked my limp cock into her mouth again. Working her magic, I started getting hard again, but she didn't stay long. Once it was clean, she licked me all around, cleaning up the cum that she had spilled before.

Done with me, she looked back at Mark and said "I felt what you squirted on my ass, you dirty boy. Lay down here too so I can clean you off too."

He collapsed next to me, breathing loudly. Karen moved her head over and latched onto his softening cock, sucking it in and cleaning her scent off of him. As she licked him up and down, she reached back and wiped the pool of semen he left on her left ass cheek, bringing to her mouth and making a show of eating it, completely enjoying the moment.

As Mark and Karen softly talked, she lay her head on him. As she lay down, I moved my arm to intercept, and held on as she laid her breast on my hand. Reflecting on what had happened just now, I smiled in anticipation of this evening. I now had a chore for my Karen, one that she wouldn't like nearly as much as I would.

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The mood had changed, and now I felt like the proverbial third wheel. It was time to go. Mark gave me a weak apology on my way to the door, making me stop and turn. "Dude, you knew what you were doing the whole time. Don't give me that 'sorry' shit – you are only sorry that you got caught. I'm not in the mood to show you how I really feel right now, but let's just say you shouldn't bother coming by for a while. A long while. If you know what's good for you, that is."

Turning my gaze to Karen, she turned her head to watch me eye her up and down her beautiful body sprawled across the bed. "I'm sure I will see you fairly soon though, and I'm looking forward to it."

Mark said something I didn't catch as the door closed behind me. Getting dressed quickly, I left and made my way back towards home. We were going out to a club tonight, I just didn't know which one yet. Karen used to live a few hours drive down the road, so maybe she would have a good idea where we could go. Not that I really trusted her much right now, but something as simple as a club recommendation I think she could handle.

Walking in the front door I was treated by the sight of Karen dressed in loose sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt, curled up on the couch. A pile of tissues was in the trash can in front of her, and a half full box waiting to be used was on her lap. Her red eyes and nose gave me the idea that my morning went much better than hers did.

"Are we still going out this evening?" she asked me, the worry in her eyes was clear.

Nodding, I replied "Ya, we are going to a club, I just don't know where. That is something I need your help with. I want to go out of town a bit, and I was hoping that you had a suggestion of where that might be since you are familiar with the area."

You could see the tension drain from her face. When she thought about why we were going out, some of it returned, but I distracted us with packing up the car – we would also be spending the night at a hotel. There was no way to tell how carried away we would be getting tonight.

Two hours later, we were in our motel room. There was still at least an hour until we could go to the bar; I did not want to be there too early, I needed lots of people there. I figured that this opportunity could not be wasted. She was still willing to do anything I wanted to keep us a happy couple. "Hey Karen, come back out here for a minute, quit hiding in the bathroom."

She poked her head around the corner of the door frame, her hairbrush in hand.

"No, come HERE, I said. Good. Now, I need you to do something for me, allright?"

She walked over to me with her head hung down sadly. "Ya, baby, sure. Anything. What do you want?"

"I'm kind of jealous. You have never given me a striptease and a real lap dance before. You should do it now. I want to see how you looked doing it for someone else. Just turn on the TV to the cable music channel and get to work."

"In these clothes? Are you serious?" she asked, making a face.

"It doesn't matter that you're wearing sweats and stuff, it's not like you are going to have them on very long. Now get to it!"

She started to dance hesitantly, clearly self-conscious, and I'm guessing there was some embarrassment with the implication she did for Mark what she wouldn't do for me.

Her hands above her head, she turned her back to me, ignoring me. Not quite as sexily as my last show, she yanked off her t-shirt and tossed it away. I hadn't been paying attention before, but now I knew she had been going bra-less. As she moved around, her breasts bounced nicely, making me wish she was closer to me already.

I got my wish. She moved to stand right in front of me and bent over slightly from the waist, shaking her shoulders wildly, making her boobs bounce all over the place. I had never seen her do this, and it made my half-hard cock spring to life instantly. She looked like she does when I'm fucking her senseless. I suddenly wanted to ravage her, but stopped myself. I wanted to finish the show. She stopped shaking and turned around, slowly wagging her ass at me.

Her thumbs went inside the waistband of her sweats and slowly pushed down. One half inch per side at a time, I soon realized that her underwear matched her bra. Working the pants down below the edge of her ass cheeks she stopped again, moving closer to me, almost daring me to grab them. In one smooth motion, she pushed the pants all the way down to her ankles, bending only at the waist. Her pussy peeked out between the gap in her thighs, winking at me as she showed that she was starting to get wet.

On impulse, I reached out, my thumb and middle finger extended. As she bounced her ass one last time, I shoved. My finger was instantly completely buried inside of her, and my thumb pushing down on her clit. She jumped a little and screamed, but only in surprise. She froze, not moving, and I felt her pussy tighten down on my finger. Teasing her clit with my thumb, she started to moan softly and push back into me.

Pulling my hand back to me, I said "Calm down, my little slut, it's just a sample. If you are bad for me later, maybe you will get more."

She worked the pants over her feet and started dancing again. She worked her way back to me and turned around, spreading her legs. Reaching down and between her legs, she put her hands on my knees, waving her pussy in front of my face. Sitting slowly, she sat on my lap, pushing her ass all the way back to sit on top of my cock.

Reaching over her head, she pulled my head down into her neck so I could see her other hand playing with her pussy. She stopped pleasing herself and reached lower, finding my rigid cock laying along the length of my thigh. Stroking my cock with her hand, she moved over a bit so her pussy was rubbing me too. In just seconds, I could feel her wetness soak through my jeans, getting my cock wet.

With both of my hands around front, I had ahold of her breasts just as she lined herself up on my cock. The other Karen's tits were great, but nothing compared to my girl's. As I squeezed them together, realized I hadn't touched these boobs in a couple days, and the last several times the boobs belonged to another girl. Feeling the familiar ones felt awesome, and brought up the desire to fuck her right now. But no. Must wait. I didn't want to get too worn out before the other games I had planned out for tonight.

"Karen, stop, you have to stop for now."

She froze. She turned her face to me and I could see the sadness. Almost crying, she whispered "Why, I thought you would like this. Don't you want me anymore?"

"Yes, I like it, but I said 'for now.' I will be using your body later, I just don't want to get too tired out now. Besides, you were dancing like that for Mark, not me. Next time maybe it will be for me. Now go get in the shower and get cleaned up."

She ran off crying, slamming the bathroom door behind her. I kind of felt bad about that, but I had to rub it in. The shower ran for a bit and she came out wearing the hotel robe, and I went in to get my shower. When I came out to get dressed, she had dutifully put on the clothes I had told her to earlier in the day. Now that it was late enough, it was time to hit the club, which was luckily just a couple of blocks down the road.

As we walked up to the club, I thought 'Perfect, the place is packed, hopefully this won't take too long.'

We went in, and were lucky enough to find a small table in the back. There was only one tall stool, and the tall table was just big enough to hold a few rounds of drinks. Sitting on the stool and pulling her close, I made sure her clothes were easy enough to get my hands into without being too obvious. It was easy to see she had no bra, and with a quick reach to her thigh I easily slid my hand up to feel bare pussy, and no one around us was the wiser.

The place was loud, and I had to get close to make myself heard. Handing her my credit card, I leaned in almost yelling into her ear, I told her "Go get us a round of drinks and shots, use this to start a tab."

She nodded and started off, but I grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "One more thing. Don't you forget you're my slut. I remember you like hands other than mine touching you places they shouldn't. Tonight, in this club, you are not allowed to stop anyone from touching you in any way. Do you understand me?"

Her eyes bugged out wide, her jaw dropping. She recovered, and her mouth set into a thin line. Just nodding once slowly, she shook her arm free and turned away. Walking through the crowd of people, I lost sight of her quickly. A few minutes later she came back, her hands full carrying our drinks. Maybe it was my imagination, but I think her skirt was crooked. Maybe that would explain why her face was red. She set the glasses on our table and pushed one of each glass to me. Shaking my head, I pushed the shot glass back to her.

Leaning in and putting my lips against her ear, I said "One for me, and three for you. You will be going back up for another round in a few minutes, so you had better polish those off."

She pulled back and looked at me funny, and leaned back in. "OK, whatever you say. Does this mean that I am getting drunk tonight? Are you taking advantage of me?"

I just smiled and picked up my glass, raising it to her for a toast. Rolling her eyes, Karen took one shot glass in each hand and tossed them back one after another. Slamming the empties back on the table, she picked up her gintonic to chase away the aftertaste. When our drinks hit the half-gone mark, I sent her back up for another round. We didn't talk, we just hung out and enjoyed the scenery; we have not been out clubbing for a long time, and being a stranger in soaking in the essence of the club was intoxicating by itself.

Before long, I had the beginnings of a buzz, but Karen was past that part. I could see it in the way her body and face relaxed, and the way her eyes started to glaze. Leaning over the table, I waved her to me. As she bent slightly to talk to me, I looked down at her shirt. Sure enough, it was low enough, and she had bent over far enough, the girls were out in the open, just waiting to catch my eyes. I actually hesitated, forgetting what I was going to say. She took the opportunity to pull back the straps on her shirt – until I caught her eye and shook my head 'no' at her.

Sighing, she pulled the straps forward again, letting the neckline of the shirt rest across the top of her breasts, just a hair away from showing nipple. Just where I wanted it tonight. Remembering what I was going to say, this time I walked the couple steps around the table to her and stood close. When I leaned in and touched her ear with my lips, my hands moved too. One cupped her breast through her shirt, and the other went straight to her ass, pulling her skirt out of the way of my fingers, pushing forward, I could lightly touch her pussy lips.

She gasped at her eyes went wide, but I pulled her back to me. "Remember, your body is mine to use, slut." As she nodded, I continued "You have a task now. Within the next 20 minutes, you have to find a girl for me. Not to fuck, but to play with a little bit. You will tell the girls you ask that you want them to play with your boyfriend's cock while he plays with them. You got that?"

Her face said she didn't like it, but she nodded. I pulled her back to me again, saying "You will tell these girls that you messed around on me, and you are going to have me do to them what Mark did to you. That's what we will be doing tonight. Got it?"

Karen nodded at me and turned back to the table. She reached for both her drink and mine, downing each quickly. She looked like she could use the courage the liquid gave her. About ten minutes later, Karen came back to the table with two drinks and a girl. I was honestly shocked, I didn't think she could get one that quickly.

This new girl walked up close to me, pushing both legs in between mine, her hand starting on my chest but quickly making it's way lower. As her hand got to my crotch, she grabbed a handful and leaned into me, her breasts squishing into my chest. "My name is Marci, are you the boyfriend?"

Moving my head so we were cheek-to-cheek, I answered "Yes I am, did she say what she wanted you for?"

"Ya, it's kind of weird, but I am game for it. I just broke up with my boyfriend for cheating on me, and I feel like playing. He's here tonight, and him seeing me like this is just what the doctor ordered."

She looked at Karen, then gave me an evil smile and kissed me lightly on the lips, her strawberry flavored lips just dancing across mine before coming back to my ear. "Here's the rules: you can touch my ass and my boobs, but only kind of secretly. I don't want everyone in here to think I'm some kind of slut. You can kiss me, but be nice. You might be able to touch my pussy, but later, not yet. I don't know about that yet. That cool with you?"

Putting my hands on her hips, I nodded. Looking at Karen, I reached around Marci's back, my hand went down to hold her ass and pull her into me. My other hand moved slowly up her front, brushing the side of her breast, and up to her neck. My arm resting softly on her breast, I pulled her head to me, I kissed her softly at first, then working my tongue between her lips, tasting the sweet fruit, then softly touching her tongue. A few hurried flicks back and forth, we pulled back apart, a quick kiss on the lips on our way apart.

Marci turned back to Karen and said "Damn you're lucky girl. Your man is a real nice kisser. And if the log in my hand is any indication, he's got a nice cock too. This other guy must have been a real Romeo and hung like a horse to risk losing this one."

Karen looked like she was going to cry again. "I just screwed up. I like the attention and the danger, that's all. I never should have done any of this."

Marci was still standing between my legs, just turned sideways, and my hand never left her ass. Distracted by talking to Karen, she did not move as I moved my hand lower, down to her leg, then back up her thigh under her skirt. Following the rules, I didn't touch her pussy, just filled my hand with her ass cheek. It wasn't quite as nice as Karen's but half the excitement was just the fact that I could do this. The excitement factor of doing this with a stranger, and with the permission of my girl was awesome. Well, maybe I didn't have her permission, but she did know and wasn't stopping me!

The three of us talked for a while, but my hands never left Marci's body. She shied away once when my hand went under her panties to grab more of her ass, but she let me continue. When she moved to get her drink, I had to take my hand out, but put it on her hip. Before it could go back under her skirt, she held onto it. Making sure no one was paying too much attention, she pulled out the bottom of her shirt and put my hand on her stomach under it. She moved to the side, putting one leg out on the other side of mind. As she stood closer, I could feel her crotch pushing onto my thigh, and she moved higher before settling back, sitting on my leg. She leaned in to kiss me, and my hand moved the rest of the way up, finding a satin-feeling bra as my hand moved to cup one breast.

Her tongue attacked my mouth, taking me by surprise. The palm of my hand told me that her nipple had grown to a point, and my leg felt the change as her pussy warmed me up. She leaned back away from me, her face was flushed and she was breathing hard. "I need to slow down before I jump you here in the middle of the bar. But I see I'm not the only one getting turned on."

Not like she needed to explain who else was, but instead of grabbing my cock through my pants again, she unzipped my fly. Her whole hand went in, pushing down the front of my boxers for easier access. Marci took Karen's arm and pulled her closer, and I heard her say "Stay here and help block the view."

Karen didn't see why at first, then saw that Marci's arm ended inside my pants. Karen walked in closer just as Marci pulled my cock out and started to stroke it. The look of hunger on both of their faces was clear. I pulled at the front of Karen's skirt to get her just an inch closer, then put my hand under it. I was surprised to find her very wet already, getting turned on by some other girl playing with my cock.

I put my hand on the front of Marci's skirt and it found it's way under hers too. Making eye contact, I asked by mouthing "pussy" to her as my fingers rubbed her leg. Marci bit her lower lip and smiled slightly. But she did nod 'yes' to me, only a second before my fingertips found their way under her panties.

This was new, I was rubbing the clit of two girls at once, one of whom had my cock in her hand. Karen's eyes were closed, enjoying me, but they opened when I stopped. I pulled my wet fingers out from under her skirt and hooked my little finger to the top of her shirt. Pulling down only a little, I exposed one whole breast, and wiped her juices on her nipple as I tweaked it.

I looked at Marci and saw her staring at Karen's breast. She must have felt me watching her, and she looked at me with a smile. "Do you like this?" I asked her. She came closer and I repeated it, and she just nodded, her smile growing bigger.

Looking around, it seemed like no one was paying any attention to us. To Marci I said "Put your arm around her shoulder then."

Karen wasn't sure what to do at this point, but she didn't move. Marci looked kind of confused as she put her arm around Karen, the crook of her arm at Karen's neck, making her hand hang only inches from the breast still covered. That was easily fixed when I pulled down the front of Karen's shirt so now both breasts were out in the open.

Pulling Marci's hand off my cock got her attention. Using Marci's finger, I collected the large drop of pre-cum seeping out of the head of my dick. I pushed her hand towards Karen, she got the idea, and rubbed the clear liquid from my cock onto Karen's other nipple.

I saw that someone was walking towards us, and too close for comfort, so I fixed Karen's shirt and covered my cock. They walked by without saying anything, and as the girls were adjusting their clothes, I got Marci's attention. "What about yours? Can I play with your nipples too? Maybe just one kiss or nibble?"

She shook her head. "That's kind of hard when I'm wearing a bra. Give me a minute and I can go into the bathroom and take it off. Let me put away your wonderful cock away first."

Marci stuck her lower lip out in a pout as she put him away, and patted my pants. Both girls went together and only a minute later when the girls came back I saw right away that Marci was still wearing a bra. They both walked up close, and Karen came up to me first. "If you want, we can take care of another thing I owe you. Go to the men's restroom, wait for one minute, then come back out the door and wait for us."

Moving back, she took my hand to pull me to my feet. Not sure what was going on, I decided to go with it, so I went to the restroom. I didn't have to go, so I just stood inside the door. On my way over, I saw that there were several restrooms, so that explained why there were so few people in here. Just as I walked out, I saw Karen walking up. She took my hand and pulled me to the women's restroom, pushing me in first and quickly following.

The last stall door was closed, but other than that it seemed it was empty. "Hurry up before someone else comes in" she said. She pushed me to the stall, and it opened as we got there, and Marci was standing there holding the door open. There wasn't much room, and we all fit tightly as Karen worked the stall door closed. Marci took the opportunity to grope me again and whispered "you are going to like this."

Marci had the toilet seat covers ready, and put one down on each side of the seat, and both Karen and Marci sat down in front of me. Marci quickly took off her shirt and bra and handed them to Karen, and reached for my pants. In a flash, she had my pants and boxers around my ankles, and was holding my rapidly growing cock. Pulling it towards her, she pursed her lips like making a big kiss, and held the purple head of my cock against them.

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Her lips parted slightly, allowing me to enter her mouth about an inch, but I was stopped by her tongue. It was everywhere on my cock. Licking around my girth, flicking across the tip, and tickling the super-sensitive underside of the head. My cock was now rock-hard, and Marci took a deep breath and launched her head forward, taking all of me in one movement. I could feel the head of my cock compress as it hit the opening to her throat.

Pulling back, Marci took a deep breath and started a slow in-and-out motion, keeping suction on me the whole time. One hand was caressing my balls, the other stroking whatever part of my cock wasn't between her lips. Just then I remembered Karen was there too, and when I looked, her eyes were locked on my skin disappearing into Marci's face.

Karen was so spellbound she actually jerked a little when I touched her. Some boobs needed to be in my hands right now, it just wasn't a proper blowjob without that. Just as I got my hand down Karen's shirt, I reached for Marci's breast also. As a boob man, it's a massive turn-on just to hold them, and two different girls at once was even better.

Marci stopped sucking me and looked at Karen. "Did you want a turn too?" she asked. She hadn't finished asking when Karen lurched forward and impaled herself on me. Further than she had ever done before – she couldn't let Marci show her up. I guessed it was too far for her at first as she leaned back gagging, but she didn't stop. Her mouth attacked my cock like it was starving for it.

The front of Karen's shirt had fallen so far down it didn't hide anything, but Marci wanted more. She reached over and pushed down the shoulder straps of the shirt, letting it fall down, piling up at her waist. Tentatively Marci reached out for Karen's boobs, and held it like I had the other one. Karen either didn't seem to notice, or just didn't care at this point, she did not stop the attack on my cock.

Marci stood up to kiss me but I bypassed her lips and bent down to take a nipple into my mouth. She moaned as my tongue played across the rubbery tip, and she pulled my head towards her, tighter against her breast. Unable to get away, my free hand drifted to her skirt, dropping down the front to stop at her pussy. She was soaking wet, and I slid in two fingers with only a squishy sound to say anything happened.

My fingers cupped forward, finding her g-spot, and she instantly started to cum. She turned a bit at the last second, and now my face was stuck between her breasts, my hand down her skirt, and my other hand squeezing Karen's breast. Marci's legs were weak and she started to slump, but I held her up with the fingers inside of her. That movement made her cum again. Her breathing ragged, only slight whimpers coming from her mouth.

Hearing and feeling her orgasm got me close, and as I paid attention to Karen's magic on my cock, I could feel my own impending blast-off. "FUCK, Karen, I'm gonna cum! Drink it all this time, slut. You know you want it. Play with your pussy, make yourself cum when I do."

Karen's skirt came up as she pushed her hand between her legs. Her hips started to move on the seat, and little noises of pleasure came from deep in her throat. I was shocked as hell when Marci knelt down reached under Karen's leg and the motions on my cock stopped instantly. From the movement of Marci's arm, I knew she was finger-fucking my girl. Missing only a beat, Karen renewed her vigor on my cock.

This was all too much for me. Each hand now full of Karen's hair, I guided her head as she ate me. Without feeling the impending rush, my cock exploded, spurting down into Karen's throat. My arms locked tight, holding her face up against me, her chin tight against my balls. Only a second later she screamed, her voice muffled as I plugged her mouth.

Marci took her arm back from between Karen's legs, reaching up and shoving her fingers in my mouth. Sucking the sweet tangy taste of pussy and Karen's cum from her, I pulled my hips back letting my softening cock fall from Karen's mouth. A small stream of my cum ran out of her mouth, dropping on the floor. Her eyes were glazed and she didn't even seem to notice when Marci bent over and sucked on my cock, cleaning it the rest of the way off.

We got ourselves dressed and cleaned up quickly, and Marci headed for the door to see if we could leave without drawing too much attention to ourselves. Not caring who saw, I grabbed Karen and walked out, pushing by Marci. I had my hand on Karen's ass, with her skirt pulled up to her waistband; she didn't even seem to notice what I was showing off to everyone watching us.

Karen wanted to head back to the table, but Marci winked at me as she grabbed Karen's arm and dragged her off to the dance floor. I followed at a distance, only going to watch, not sure what Marci had in mind. I found out soon enough though. Marci started out hot and heavy, dancing dirty with her. Before a ring of guys watching blocked them from me, I saw the front of Karen's shirt drop down, her boobs on show for everyone, but they were quickly covered by Marci's hands. The roar of the crowd said that I was missing more of the show.

By the time I made my way up to see what all was going on, Karen was looking like she wasn't overly happy about the attention she was getting. I saw three guys and one girl dancing with her, and neither her skirt or her shirt was hiding anything from view. The low light made it hard to tell, but it was still obvious that the guys' hands and mouths were all over her. Making eye contact with Marci, I motioned her that they should come back out.

Marci detached all the hands from Karen's body and dragged her back towards me. Her clothes were all skewed, and her skirt was hiked up so far I swore I could see a hint of pussy with every step. We made our way back to our table, and Karen flopped on the stool; she wasn't looking so good. One of the guys from the dance floor came up to us. "Hey man" he said to me, "I'm not here to hit on your women, I'm just making good on a deal."

I caught his quick glance at Marci that spoke volumes. He put another round of drinks in front of us and walked off, swallowed instantly by the crowd. Marci smiled at me "Hey, why not? You wanted her to be used a bit, so I thought we could get some use out of it too."

From the look of Karen, it was time to go. Staying here wouldn't do us much more good. She was still with it, but we needed to get out of here before she shut down. I waved Marci over, pulling her close to me. "We need to get a taxi back to our hotel room, Karen is about done here. Thank you so much for your help. You were awesome! And feel free to finish those drinks for us too."

She kissed me softly. "Anytime. No problem at all – I had a lot of fun too."

Helping Karen walk, we made our way out to wait for the taxi the bouncer had called for us. The cool air helped Karen wake up a bit. "Why did you let her do that to me? She told those guys they could touch me anywhere they wanted, and it was OK for them to put their hands up my skirt. I feel all dirty now."

That's about what I thought had been happening. I shrugged my shoulders. "Oh well. She knew you didn't have a problem with someone other than me doing it to you and maybe she thought you would like it."

She shook her head. "No, I didn't. In case I didn't say it enough times, I'm sorry I did any of that with Mark. And that reminds me – he called me right before you came home this afternoon. He told me what you and his girlfriend did in front of him. It hurt me just as much as it did to watch Marci suck your cock, I didn't have to see it. I have learned my lesson."

Laughing, I said "Have you really now? Maybe you should see more. Maybe you should see what Mark had to see earlier. Hell, you have been getting an extra cock in your mouth for a long time – I got one day of extra playtime. And Karen and I didn't do anything in private, you and Mark know EVERYTHING that we have done. I think you still owe me. Besides, you LIKED seeing my cock fucking her face. I was there too, I saw."

Our cab pulled up, and someone else beat me to the door. Marci opened the door for us, waving us in. As I got in, she said "Do ya mind I share a cab with you two? I was thinking I could just sleep off my drunk in a hotel room instead of trying to find someone to drive me home. Either way, it will still cost me at least a blowjob. What do you say?"

I took Marci's hand and pulled her in after us. The cab turned onto the road and I noticed how much Karen did not look happy. "Looks like our night just got a little more interesting. Don't look so glum, you seemed to be enjoying yourself earlier. Both of us are bound to like this. And also, you are still my slut, so I know you will make sure we all enjoy ourselves."

As my hand played between the legs of these two sexy women, I could feel the front of my pants growing already. This sex-fueled weekend wasn't even close to over yet. And if nothing else, I may have opened up a new avenue of fun for myself and Karen. Having her like any of this was not part of the plan, but maybe if we can move past this current cheating issue, our sex life could see a long-term benefit.