Preachers Daughter Chapter 13 and Preacher Sucks
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It was Amy and Mark's first real trip to Twist. They had gone once before, a few years earlier, but that trip was curiosity driven more then a trip to engage in anything. This visit was to fulfill one of Mark's fantasies. Twist was an adult club for couples who were either swingers or just wanting to explore different sexual avenues. It was also welcoming to singles looking for a 'no strings attached' sexual experience.
Mark had thought about this night and the possibilities it offered for some time. However, unlike perhaps most husbands, boyfriends, or men, he wanted to watch his wife at the club rather than participate himself.
Mark had jerked off countless times to thoughts of his wife with other men. For years, Mark had tried to squash, restrain, or otherwise limit himself to thinking about his wife in socially acceptable terms. With the help of his wife, Mark finally shed any embarrassment over his sexual desires for his wife to be with other men. Amy embraced the idea and was accepting, willing, and wanting to live out his fantasies.
One key element for Mark that made the fantasy completely irresistible was that Amy was smoking hot. He fantasized about describing Amy to others as ‘a smoking hot bitch with a tight lil' cunt’; she was actually just that hot. She was 5'8", 130 pounds with perfect 34C's and a classically beautiful face that drew people's attention. To have a woman as sexy and beautiful as Amy willing to engage in Mark's sexual fantasies had him distracted daily with thoughts of her actually doing them.
Mark and Amy had discussed this night for some time. They had also role-played it at home many times. The role plays were always hot and fulfilling, and during their talks about the possibility of actually going to a club like Twist, or venturing out on their own, they had set and reset the ground rules. Those rules now consisted of nearly no rules. For the night to be successful it needed to be flexible. However, Mark did have some ‘must-haves’ and ‘hopeful events’ he wanted the night to hold.
His first must-have item was an easy one; he wanted Amy to wear a skirt or dress of sufficient shortness. Something that Amy would probably be embarrassed to be seen wearing by anyone that knew her. Mark wanted guys to not be able to resist looking at her. He wanted a guy’s first thought to be pure sexual desire; a head turning, lingering look that would get them in trouble if the guy was with his wife or girlfriend.
Another issue Mark thought wouldn't be much of a problem revolved around Amy being asked to go off alone with a guy. He was okay with the idea on one condition; if she did, she'd have to take pictures or video clips of the encounter for Mark to watch afterwards.
The next must-have element to Mark’s fantasy was two-fold. He was almost sure it would be a deal stopper for Amy, but to his immense joy, she agreed. Amy not only agreed, but was heart-racing excited to agree. Mark wanted the guys to be bareback with Amy having the option to let them cum inside her. And that was it for rules.
Mark was on edge daily waiting for their first experience. He had always wished and fantasized that women were as horny and ready to go as men were, but reality showed him this wasn’t true. He assumed that Amy would be constantly on the lookout for a man. Mark also imagined that Amy would take advantage of the opportunity, like a man would if the situation were reversed, and go out at every opportunity to have a different person. Logically, he knew this wasn't reality for a woman. Mark patiently waited for everything to align, and while he waited he jerked off endlessly to a variety of situations involving the fantasy.
The day finally came. It came with a twist - an unexpected twist, but somehow a twist that excited Mark. One of Amy's girlfriends, Carrie, who had recently broken up with her boyfriend, was spending the night in the city and had invited Amy along. Carrie had heard about the club ‘Twist’ and was curious to check it out. Carrie was interested in seeing what went on in the club more so then participating in the goings-on.
When Amy told Mark about Carrie’s invitation he was cautious about the idea of letting Amy expose their taboo fantasies to Carrie. He was nervous that Carrie couldn’t help telling someone. However, Amy assured Mark that Carrie was completely trustworthy and would never tell anyone.
After considerable thought, Mark chose to trust in Amy's belief in Carrie. As soon as he committed to that path, Mark had a new element to his excitement. Amy exposing her sexual freedom and letting Carrie see it her “in action” was enticing. Mark thought about how it would effect Carrie to watch Amy kiss another man, to tease another man, to take another man in her mouth, and to let another man fuck her bareback, and at last for Carrie to see another man cum inside her. Would Carrie be envious of Amy's situation? He was curious.
Mark enjoyed running through the possible conversations Amy and Carrie would have before and after Amy was with another man. He was excited for her to tell Carrie how great it was to have the freedom and how fulfilling it was to be able to act on any sexual desire she wanted. Mark was also very curious about the moment Carrie would see what Amy had chosen to wear to the club. He imagined the shock on Carrie’s face as she saw how slutty Amy would be dressed. Then he thought about the moment when Amy would tell Carrie that her she could have any man she wanted at the club.
Amy packed for the weekend away with Carrie, and for Twist. She didn't let Mark see what she was packing because she wanted to surprise him with every detail upon her return. Before he knew it, Mark was home alone and Amy was off on what he hoped would be the first of a never-ending series of erotic encounters.
Two days later Amy returned from her trip; he met her at the door. Amy had a huge grin on her face. Mark's cock twitched because he knew that she had a great tale to tell.
Amy recounted the night from the moment she stepped out of the hotel room’s bathroom in her outfit for the night.
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Carrie's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open when Amy walked out of their hotel room’s bathroom. Amy had on a snug dress that was barely long enough to cover the curve of her ass. The dress was open in the back all the way down to the small of her back and had a significant drop in the front that ran between her braless tits.
"Oh my god, Amy,” Carrie squawked, "are you going to wear that?"
Amy smiled and flashed her eyes. Carrie stared for the next few seconds, waiting for Amy to say something, but she didn't.
“Are you... you're going out in that?” Carrie asked, surprised and a bit confused. "Mark is going to die if he finds out,” she cautioned.
Amy finally spoke. ”He’ll die from excitement."
"Does he know you're wearing that?" Carrie asked.
Amy smiled wide. “Trust me, he’d approve.”
Not much more was said about Amy's outfit choice until they got to the club and Carrie noticed the looks Amy immediate got from the variety of men and women in the club. As they approached the club’s bar for their first drink Carrie couldn't help but warn Amy, "You're going to have every guy here trying to get you.”
Amy shot a wickedly naughty smile to her in response.
It wasn't long before people began to engage in the type of activity everyone came to Twist to engage in. Carrie was wide-eyed and entranced with seeing the other women - married women, who had come with their husbands and the women who came with their boyfriends - being kissed by other men while their man looked on. It was foreign to her, but captivating.
Amy also looked, but more so she scanned the room looking for possibilities. She searched for men she’d want to outright pursue, but also men who she’d accept if they made advances and were charming enough. It wasn’t long before she identified all the men she'd not allow into her adventure.
Not much later, Amy spotted a “must have” man. He was taller than her, which was a requirement most of the time. He had dark short, thick hair that was nicely styled and a physique that looked ideal.
Carrie caught Amy eyeing the man and nudged her. "Don't let him see you drooling,” she teased.
"Maybe I want him to see me drool,” Amy quipped.
Just then a couple arrived at the bar next to Amy and Carrie. The man said, “Hi,” and introduced himself as Steve and his wife as Dana. Steve was a few years older then Amy but looked younger than his age. He was acceptably handsome. Dana was a bit younger in age and still very attractive.
Dana got right to it, much to the shock of Carrie. "I'd love to watch my husband make out with you,” Dana said directly to Amy.
The first big surprise for Carrie happened a moment later when Amy agreed.
Amy turned to Steve and took a step toward him. Carrie, shocked, couldn’t bring herself to say anything. Steve put his hands on Amy's hips, leaned to her, and they kissed. Amy felt the rush of excitement as she crossed that first line. Her lips pressed against another man's lips. Her tongue slipped out between her lips and met Steve's. Steve was a good kisser. She responded to his kiss and allowed Steve to pull her body tight to his as they kissed.
It wasn't long before Amy felt just how excited Steve was getting by kissing her. Her heart picked up with the thought of what he or Dana might ask for next. But that thought was broken by Carrie a moment later. "I need another drink," she announced.
Amy broke her hot kiss with Steve and smiled at him and Dana. Dana smiled wide and said, "We'll run into you later, I'm sure."
Just as they left Carrie said, "Amy, what are you doing?"
"Having fun," Amy replied excitedly.
"What about Mark?"
Amy bit her lip for a moment and smiled. Then she confessed to Carrie, ”Mark said I could come out and have fun. As long as I told him all about it."
"And he's okay with you kissing strangers?"
Amy nodded then followed up with, "He gets turned on when I tell him about my past experiences and said he thinks about me with my past men a lot. He loves the thought that I am out like this.”
Carrie eyes conveyed a bit of shock and jealousy. "I need to find a man like Mark,” Carrie sighed.
After a few more drinks and as many rejections by Amy of men who approached her, the club situation shifted into a higher gear. Amy and Carrie strolled around the club's many areas and saw a variety of couples progressing further along the sexual spectrum. Woman were rubbing the hard cocks of men through their pants as they kissed them, and men were slipping their hands under the tops, skirts, and dresses of women. Then they ran into the hot dark haired man Amy had spotted at the beginning of the night.
Amy tapped Carrie and drew her attention to him. He was in a semi private alcove with two women and another man. One of the women was very attractive and Amy pegged her as the man's girlfriend or wife. The other man and woman were older and average-looking.
The older woman was standing and watching as the hot guy’s attractive woman was on her knees sucking the older guy's hard cock. The woman was standing next to the hot guy and was rubbing his hard cock through his pants. The hot guy watched his woman let the man slide his hard cock in and out of her mouth.
"Oh, damn," the older man moaned to the hot guy, "you're a lucky man; she’s really does this good."
Carrie leaned to Amy and whispered, "That's kinda hot."
They watched. Amy watched the hot guy expressions as he watched his woman in action. Amy also couldn’t help but check out the size of the bulge in the hot guy’s pants that the older woman was entertaining. Then the inevitable happened.
The older guy's heavy breathing turned to panting then moaning. "Oh yes, yes,” he began to moan just before he grabbed the young woman's head and held her on his cock so she couldn't pull away. Then he moaned loudly, "Ohh yes!"
Everyone stared and everyone knew what was happening. The older man was in orgasm and was shooting his cum down the attractive woman's throat. She didn't have a choice but to swallow.
"Oh, shit!" Carrie whispered a little too loud to Amy. The attractive man looked over at them.
He smiled, then looked back to his girlfriend who was taking another man's load down her throat.
The man finished and released the attractive woman. She pulled away and stood up. The older woman walked to her man and whispered something in his ear. He smiled and nodded. Then they turned to the hot guy and thanked him for letting his girlfriend do that to her husband.
The hot guy responded, "Anytime." That immediately reminded Amy of something Mark would say.
The attractive woman whispered something to the hot guy and then glanced at Amy and Carrie. She smiled at them and slipped away. The hot guy then smiled and waved them over.
His name was Chris. The attractive woman with him, Jen, was just a friend. They were long-time friends who they could each be themselves around. Each would play the part of wingman for the other when needed. Amy immediate thought about her relationship with Mark and how they could be truly themselves with each other.
Chris noticed Amy’s wedding ring right away and asked where her husband was. Amy blushed a bit and confided that she was here with a girl friend on a “girl’s weekend” and that her husband was at home. Chris smiled and asked if her husband knew what kind of activities they had planned for their girl’s weekend away. Carrie perked up and was as eager as he to hear Amy’s answer.
"He knows we’re here and he approved of whatever might happen. He is eagerly awaiting the details," Amy explained with glee.
Carrie's stunned look was noticed by Amy. Amy turned her head to Carrie and flicked her eyebrows in an 'it's true' fashion.
"Oh, that sounds exciting," Chris replied. "What kind of details is he looking forward to hearing?"
"Something that starts with this." Amy then stepped to Chris, reached out and rubbed his hard cock through his pants. Her eyes flashed wide as she felt him. Carrie looked on, mesmerized, as Chris moaned quiet approval.
A moment passed and Chris said, "If your husband is anything like I think he is, then he's going to want to hear about something like this." He then took Amy by the hips and guided her into the alcove. He put one hand behind Amy’s head and held it as he kissed her. Amy kissed back passionately. After a moment, Chris broke the kiss off and said, “I think he’d also want to hear about something like this,” and he reached down and pulled Amy’s skirt up over her hips exposing her lacy black thong.
Carrie stood motionless, shocked, but curious. Amy’s eyes flared with excitement at Chris’s dominance. Chris looked into Amy’s eyes, and then reached for the shoulder straps to her dress. After a moments pause, he pulled them off her shoulders and down, exposing her bare chest. Amy took a seductive breath, signaling her acceptance off all Chris was doing. Chris reached up and felt Amy’s breasts as he looked her in the eyes.
He them moved his hands to her face and pulled her in for another kiss. Carrie stared. Chris again broke the kiss, but this time he took Amy by the hips and guided her onto the sofa and pushed her onto her back. Amy gave Carrie a quick look and a wide smile, then she lifted her hips up. Chris smiled and reached down and grabbed Amy’s panties. He looked at her stomach and waist as he pulled her panties down and off exposing her smooth, waxed pussy.
Amy spread her legs and Chris muttered, “Oh yes,” as he enjoyed the view of her perfect pussy.
After a quick moment of enjoying the view of Amy's beautiful legs spread and her irresistible pussy, Chris moved in. A second later his soft lips were on Amy's smooth pussy. Again Amy shot a glance to Carrie, who was looking on in a wide-eyed trance.
Amy knew immediately that Chris was a pro at what he was doing. His lips parted and pulled at the soft folds of Amy's pussy. His tongue, warm and strong, found her clit immediately. Amy couldn't help but let a moan escape. Chris moved his tongue to the side, then above, and then below her clit in an erotic teasing dance before he moved back the source of her pleasure.
Amy loved that he played with her with his mouth rather than plowing the area with reckless abandon. His lips and tongue worked in unison, exploring Amy in places reserved for only her husband. Chris's tongue moved across her pussy’s lips and touched her clit slowly in long, wide passes, then returned with a narrower, deeper pass. Chris's lips pulled and sucked at all the right places and his warm breath was a blanket of pleasure.
Amy's head pressed back into the sofa as Chris's tongue parted her pussy and made entrance as deep within her as it could. Amy's hands gripped at the cushions of the sofa as Chris pushed his tongue along and then into her pussy again and again. Chris's hands slid up Amy’s body and found her tits. Amy moaned with pleasure, signaling her approval, as his fingers traced around and felt her hard nipples.
Amy's body was electric with pleasure. She fully gave in to Chris and let the thoughts of Mark allowing her this freedom fuel her passion for more. She engaged her mind fully in the thought that she could have this experience again and again. That thrill, coupled with the magic Chris was working on her pussy, was too much for her to hold back and delay the inevitable. Amy’s orgasm came on fast and caught her by surprise. Its intensity was something she would not soon forget.
"Oh, god!" Amy groaned in pleasure as her orgasm erupted. Her body tensed and she lifted her head off the sofa to looked down at Chris’s head between her legs. "Oh, ummm..." Amy let out as the pleasure of her orgasm cascaded throughout her body. Chris didn't abandon what he was doing at the first sign of her orgasm as many men do. Chris continued until Amy could take no more.
When Amy's hand found Chris's shoulder after her orgasm faded, Chris knew it was his signal to release her pussy from his mouth. He did, and then looked up from between Amy's spread legs and smiled. Amy looked back and flashed her eyes wide with approval at what he had just given her.
Chris stood up between Amy's legs, and without a word or a signal one way or the other from Amy, he began to undo his belt. Amy looked on quietly. Carrie, still standing motionless behind Chris, took it all in.
Chris pulled his belt from his pants and dropped it on the floor, then he began unbuttoning his jeans one button at a time. When he had them all undone he left them like that and moved to unbuttoning his shirt. Amy watched with great anticipation. He slipped his shirt off and was left with a snug fitting black t-shirt that showed his fit physique.
Chris then slipped his shoes off as his hand went back to work on his jeans. He took hold of them and slowly pushed them down and off his hips. Once clear of his ass, he let them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, and all Amy could look at was Chris’s cock stretching the limits of his boxers. She stared at what was obviously a huge cock.
When Amy moved her eyes back to Chris’s, he grabbed his boxers and pushed them down and off. Chris's manhood sprang free. Eight inches and thick, Chris’s cock bounced and swayed for a moment.
Amy took a moment to capture the look on Carrie's face. Carrie was staring at Chris and his big dick, her eyes bright with intense curiosity and anticipation as to what was going to happen next. Amy thought for a second about what Carrie might be thinking at seeing her like this, at seeing her allowing it all. It excited Amy that Carrie might be shocked by it, jealous of it.
Amy looked back to Chris and down to his hard member. Chris grabbed his dick and ran his fingers over it, stroking it. He looked from Amy's eyes down her body to her spread legs and perfectly smooth cunt. Then he quickly looked to Amy's hand and at her wedding ring.
He smiled. "Let me give you something to tell your husband about," Chris said and then he moved to Amy. He knelt between her legs and let his hard cock rest above her smoothly waxed pussy.
Amy loved the feeling and weight of his cock on her. She could barely contain her desire to have him inside her. Her body craved his cock.
Chris grabbed Amy's hips and lifted them up off the sofa. He pulled his hips back, allowing his cock to slide along the top of Amy's smoothness until the hard tip of his dick slid into position and pressed against the opening of Amy's cunt.
Carrie's eyes moved from Amy's face to her pussy to Chris's cock, then back to Amy’s face. She watched in disbelief as she saw that Amy was going to let Chris fuck her bareback. Bareback! she thought.
Then the moment happened; Chris, holding Amy's hips tight, said, "I think this might be how your husband would want it." He then thrust his huge hard dick into Amy's waiting cunt. He pushed it all the way in with one well-paced thrust, a complete and total penetration of Amy's pussy.
Amy moaned immediately with intense pleasure. Chris bottomed out in Amy's tight, hot cunt. When he had his entire bare cock all the way in Amy's perfect cunt, he moaned, "Fuck!"
Amy's eyes rolled back and she pushed her head back into the sofa again as she felt the pleasure of Chris's hard manhood that had just invaded her pussy. His cock felt incredible sliding into her. It was a forceful but controlled thrust.
She felt and enjoyed each inch of Chris’s cock as it filled her up, her mind slowing it down so she could remember it, so she could remember every detail of how this stranger’s big cock felt pushing inside her for the first time. Amy was in complete ecstasy. The excitement of having Chris fuck her along with doing it in front of Carrie was a feeling she knew she’d want again.
Chris held his cock deep in Amy for a second, taking in all the tight, warm pleasure it gave him before pulling back a bit and thrusting in again. He was alive with joy that he was fucking a hot, married woman; that he had his bare cock inside another man's wife excited him.
He looked down and took in the sight of Amy on her back, her nice dress up round her waist, her tits exposed. He slid his cock back out of Amy's warm hole and then thrust it back in. Chris watched his cock move in and out of her perfect cunt. He was fucking a hottie, and he loved it.
After a few more of Chris's thrusts Amy opened her eyes and looked to him. Chris was smiling down as he rocked his hips and slid his cock back and forth into and out of her tight cunt. "Oh, fuck, make sure you tell your husband how much I loved fucking your tight little cunt.”
Amy responded by moving her hips in rhythm to his thrusts. “Oh yes, that’s it!” Chris muttered in appreciation.
Amy looked down at his flexed stomach and watch his movements, watched the way he moved forward, pushing his hardness into her. She loved the sight, loved the feeling. “Mmm, god,” Amy moaned at the pleasure Chris was bringing her.
Chris’s excitement at actually fucking the hottest married woman had every seen at Twist, in conjunction with Amy’s excitement and response to him, soon brought him to the point where he or Amy had to make a quick decision. Amy could feel it coming. It excited her. As she rocked her hips into Chris’s quicker, firmer, thrusts she fell his cock swelling up, getting slightly bigger inside her.
Chris’s breathing changed and little, uncontrollable moans came with each thrust. He looked from Amy’s pussy up her body to her wide eyes. “Say it,” was all he said.
“Cum in me,” Amy said, looking straight into Chris’s eyes.
He couldn’t help his response. “Ohhh, fuck yes. I’m going to cum in your tight little cunt.”
Amy’s eyes flared with excitement. That was the last straw for Chris. He thrust his hard cock one more time deep into Amy’s pussy and held it there. Then he erupted. “Ohhh fuck!” he moaned loudly.
Amy felt his cock twitch and pulsate inside her and she knew he was cumming. She felt several more twitches and knew with each twitch he was shooting a stream of his cum deep into her pussy. She loved it, loved that this hot stranger was cumming in her, that she was feeling another man shooting steam after stream of cum inside her.
Excited and shocked, Carrie looked on. Watching them together was hot and sexy. Knowing it was her good friend, a married friend, and now knowing that she was letting him cum inside her was even more shocking. She loved it electric energy of the moment. She watched Chris’s ass flex as he thrust into Amy the last time. She saw his balls tighten up a bit and saw his taint pulsating. She knew with each pulse she saw, he was shooting a stream of cum into her friend's pussy. It was hot.
A moment passed and Chris smiled down at Amy as she smiled back. Then he whispered, “I just filled you with my cum. What’s your husband going to think?”
“He’s going to want you do to it again the next time you see me,” Amy whispered back.
“Any when will that be?”
“Any time you want me.”
With that he pulled out of Amy’s perfect pussy and some of his cum dripped out. Carrie stared as she saw Chris’s cum dripping out of Amy’s pussy, and then smiled at Amy. Amy smiled back.
Chris pulled up his boxers and pants and smiled at Carrie. Amy sat up and let her dress fall down and cover her again.
“So, do I get your number so I can arrange this again when I want you?” Chris asked.
Amy blushed, knowing Carrie was listening to what was going on. She reached into her purse and pulled out a pen and scrap of paper. She wrote her email down.
She handed it to Chris. “Just email the details of what you are thinking and if I like it, I’ll let you know.”
Chris took the paper, smiled, and said, “Enjoy the rest of your night. You are the most fantastic woman I have ever met.” He looked at Carrie and said, “I wish all women and were like her and all men like her husband,” and then he turned and walked away.
Amy raised her eyebrows to Carrie in an excited manner.
“I need to meet a man like Mark,” Carrie muttered to Amy.
“Yes, you do.”
THE END OF PART ONE.
Mark had thought about this night and the possibilities it offered for some time. However, unlike perhaps most husbands, boyfriends, or men, he wanted to watch his wife at the club rather than participate himself.
Mark had jerked off countless times to thoughts of his wife with other men. For years, Mark had tried to squash, restrain, or otherwise limit himself to thinking about his wife in socially acceptable terms. With the help of his wife, Mark finally shed any embarrassment over his sexual desires for his wife to be with other men. Amy embraced the idea and was accepting, willing, and wanting to live out his fantasies.
One key element for Mark that made the fantasy completely irresistible was that Amy was smoking hot. He fantasized about describing Amy to others as ‘a smoking hot bitch with a tight lil' cunt’; she was actually just that hot. She was 5'8", 130 pounds with perfect 34C's and a classically beautiful face that drew people's attention. To have a woman as sexy and beautiful as Amy willing to engage in Mark's sexual fantasies had him distracted daily with thoughts of her actually doing them.
Mark and Amy had discussed this night for some time. They had also role-played it at home many times. The role plays were always hot and fulfilling, and during their talks about the possibility of actually going to a club like Twist, or venturing out on their own, they had set and reset the ground rules. Those rules now consisted of nearly no rules. For the night to be successful it needed to be flexible. However, Mark did have some ‘must-haves’ and ‘hopeful events’ he wanted the night to hold.
His first must-have item was an easy one; he wanted Amy to wear a skirt or dress of sufficient shortness. Something that Amy would probably be embarrassed to be seen wearing by anyone that knew her. Mark wanted guys to not be able to resist looking at her. He wanted a guy’s first thought to be pure sexual desire; a head turning, lingering look that would get them in trouble if the guy was with his wife or girlfriend.
Another issue Mark thought wouldn't be much of a problem revolved around Amy being asked to go off alone with a guy. He was okay with the idea on one condition; if she did, she'd have to take pictures or video clips of the encounter for Mark to watch afterwards.
The next must-have element to Mark’s fantasy was two-fold. He was almost sure it would be a deal stopper for Amy, but to his immense joy, she agreed. Amy not only agreed, but was heart-racing excited to agree. Mark wanted the guys to be bareback with Amy having the option to let them cum inside her. And that was it for rules.
Mark was on edge daily waiting for their first experience. He had always wished and fantasized that women were as horny and ready to go as men were, but reality showed him this wasn’t true. He assumed that Amy would be constantly on the lookout for a man. Mark also imagined that Amy would take advantage of the opportunity, like a man would if the situation were reversed, and go out at every opportunity to have a different person. Logically, he knew this wasn't reality for a woman. Mark patiently waited for everything to align, and while he waited he jerked off endlessly to a variety of situations involving the fantasy.
The day finally came. It came with a twist - an unexpected twist, but somehow a twist that excited Mark. One of Amy's girlfriends, Carrie, who had recently broken up with her boyfriend, was spending the night in the city and had invited Amy along. Carrie had heard about the club ‘Twist’ and was curious to check it out. Carrie was interested in seeing what went on in the club more so then participating in the goings-on.
When Amy told Mark about Carrie’s invitation he was cautious about the idea of letting Amy expose their taboo fantasies to Carrie. He was nervous that Carrie couldn’t help telling someone. However, Amy assured Mark that Carrie was completely trustworthy and would never tell anyone.
After considerable thought, Mark chose to trust in Amy's belief in Carrie. As soon as he committed to that path, Mark had a new element to his excitement. Amy exposing her sexual freedom and letting Carrie see it her “in action” was enticing. Mark thought about how it would effect Carrie to watch Amy kiss another man, to tease another man, to take another man in her mouth, and to let another man fuck her bareback, and at last for Carrie to see another man cum inside her. Would Carrie be envious of Amy's situation? He was curious.
Mark enjoyed running through the possible conversations Amy and Carrie would have before and after Amy was with another man. He was excited for her to tell Carrie how great it was to have the freedom and how fulfilling it was to be able to act on any sexual desire she wanted. Mark was also very curious about the moment Carrie would see what Amy had chosen to wear to the club. He imagined the shock on Carrie’s face as she saw how slutty Amy would be dressed. Then he thought about the moment when Amy would tell Carrie that her she could have any man she wanted at the club.
Amy packed for the weekend away with Carrie, and for Twist. She didn't let Mark see what she was packing because she wanted to surprise him with every detail upon her return. Before he knew it, Mark was home alone and Amy was off on what he hoped would be the first of a never-ending series of erotic encounters.
Two days later Amy returned from her trip; he met her at the door. Amy had a huge grin on her face. Mark's cock twitched because he knew that she had a great tale to tell.
Amy recounted the night from the moment she stepped out of the hotel room’s bathroom in her outfit for the night.
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Carrie's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open when Amy walked out of their hotel room’s bathroom. Amy had on a snug dress that was barely long enough to cover the curve of her ass. The dress was open in the back all the way down to the small of her back and had a significant drop in the front that ran between her braless tits.
"Oh my god, Amy,” Carrie squawked, "are you going to wear that?"
Amy smiled and flashed her eyes. Carrie stared for the next few seconds, waiting for Amy to say something, but she didn't.
“Are you... you're going out in that?” Carrie asked, surprised and a bit confused. "Mark is going to die if he finds out,” she cautioned.
Amy finally spoke. ”He’ll die from excitement."
"Does he know you're wearing that?" Carrie asked.
Amy smiled wide. “Trust me, he’d approve.”
Not much more was said about Amy's outfit choice until they got to the club and Carrie noticed the looks Amy immediate got from the variety of men and women in the club. As they approached the club’s bar for their first drink Carrie couldn't help but warn Amy, "You're going to have every guy here trying to get you.”
Amy shot a wickedly naughty smile to her in response.
It wasn't long before people began to engage in the type of activity everyone came to Twist to engage in. Carrie was wide-eyed and entranced with seeing the other women - married women, who had come with their husbands and the women who came with their boyfriends - being kissed by other men while their man looked on. It was foreign to her, but captivating.
Amy also looked, but more so she scanned the room looking for possibilities. She searched for men she’d want to outright pursue, but also men who she’d accept if they made advances and were charming enough. It wasn’t long before she identified all the men she'd not allow into her adventure.
Not much later, Amy spotted a “must have” man. He was taller than her, which was a requirement most of the time. He had dark short, thick hair that was nicely styled and a physique that looked ideal.
Carrie caught Amy eyeing the man and nudged her. "Don't let him see you drooling,” she teased.
"Maybe I want him to see me drool,” Amy quipped.
Just then a couple arrived at the bar next to Amy and Carrie. The man said, “Hi,” and introduced himself as Steve and his wife as Dana. Steve was a few years older then Amy but looked younger than his age. He was acceptably handsome. Dana was a bit younger in age and still very attractive.
Dana got right to it, much to the shock of Carrie. "I'd love to watch my husband make out with you,” Dana said directly to Amy.
The first big surprise for Carrie happened a moment later when Amy agreed.
Amy turned to Steve and took a step toward him. Carrie, shocked, couldn’t bring herself to say anything. Steve put his hands on Amy's hips, leaned to her, and they kissed. Amy felt the rush of excitement as she crossed that first line. Her lips pressed against another man's lips. Her tongue slipped out between her lips and met Steve's. Steve was a good kisser. She responded to his kiss and allowed Steve to pull her body tight to his as they kissed.
It wasn't long before Amy felt just how excited Steve was getting by kissing her. Her heart picked up with the thought of what he or Dana might ask for next. But that thought was broken by Carrie a moment later. "I need another drink," she announced.
Amy broke her hot kiss with Steve and smiled at him and Dana. Dana smiled wide and said, "We'll run into you later, I'm sure."
Just as they left Carrie said, "Amy, what are you doing?"
"Having fun," Amy replied excitedly.
"What about Mark?"
Amy bit her lip for a moment and smiled. Then she confessed to Carrie, ”Mark said I could come out and have fun. As long as I told him all about it."
"And he's okay with you kissing strangers?"
Amy nodded then followed up with, "He gets turned on when I tell him about my past experiences and said he thinks about me with my past men a lot. He loves the thought that I am out like this.”
Carrie eyes conveyed a bit of shock and jealousy. "I need to find a man like Mark,” Carrie sighed.
After a few more drinks and as many rejections by Amy of men who approached her, the club situation shifted into a higher gear. Amy and Carrie strolled around the club's many areas and saw a variety of couples progressing further along the sexual spectrum. Woman were rubbing the hard cocks of men through their pants as they kissed them, and men were slipping their hands under the tops, skirts, and dresses of women. Then they ran into the hot dark haired man Amy had spotted at the beginning of the night.
Amy tapped Carrie and drew her attention to him. He was in a semi private alcove with two women and another man. One of the women was very attractive and Amy pegged her as the man's girlfriend or wife. The other man and woman were older and average-looking.
The older woman was standing and watching as the hot guy’s attractive woman was on her knees sucking the older guy's hard cock. The woman was standing next to the hot guy and was rubbing his hard cock through his pants. The hot guy watched his woman let the man slide his hard cock in and out of her mouth.
"Oh, damn," the older man moaned to the hot guy, "you're a lucky man; she’s really does this good."
Carrie leaned to Amy and whispered, "That's kinda hot."
They watched. Amy watched the hot guy expressions as he watched his woman in action. Amy also couldn’t help but check out the size of the bulge in the hot guy’s pants that the older woman was entertaining. Then the inevitable happened.
The older guy's heavy breathing turned to panting then moaning. "Oh yes, yes,” he began to moan just before he grabbed the young woman's head and held her on his cock so she couldn't pull away. Then he moaned loudly, "Ohh yes!"
Everyone stared and everyone knew what was happening. The older man was in orgasm and was shooting his cum down the attractive woman's throat. She didn't have a choice but to swallow.
"Oh, shit!" Carrie whispered a little too loud to Amy. The attractive man looked over at them.
He smiled, then looked back to his girlfriend who was taking another man's load down her throat.
The man finished and released the attractive woman. She pulled away and stood up. The older woman walked to her man and whispered something in his ear. He smiled and nodded. Then they turned to the hot guy and thanked him for letting his girlfriend do that to her husband.
The hot guy responded, "Anytime." That immediately reminded Amy of something Mark would say.
The attractive woman whispered something to the hot guy and then glanced at Amy and Carrie. She smiled at them and slipped away. The hot guy then smiled and waved them over.
His name was Chris. The attractive woman with him, Jen, was just a friend. They were long-time friends who they could each be themselves around. Each would play the part of wingman for the other when needed. Amy immediate thought about her relationship with Mark and how they could be truly themselves with each other.
Chris noticed Amy’s wedding ring right away and asked where her husband was. Amy blushed a bit and confided that she was here with a girl friend on a “girl’s weekend” and that her husband was at home. Chris smiled and asked if her husband knew what kind of activities they had planned for their girl’s weekend away. Carrie perked up and was as eager as he to hear Amy’s answer.
"He knows we’re here and he approved of whatever might happen. He is eagerly awaiting the details," Amy explained with glee.
Carrie's stunned look was noticed by Amy. Amy turned her head to Carrie and flicked her eyebrows in an 'it's true' fashion.
"Oh, that sounds exciting," Chris replied. "What kind of details is he looking forward to hearing?"
"Something that starts with this." Amy then stepped to Chris, reached out and rubbed his hard cock through his pants. Her eyes flashed wide as she felt him. Carrie looked on, mesmerized, as Chris moaned quiet approval.
A moment passed and Chris said, "If your husband is anything like I think he is, then he's going to want to hear about something like this." He then took Amy by the hips and guided her into the alcove. He put one hand behind Amy’s head and held it as he kissed her. Amy kissed back passionately. After a moment, Chris broke the kiss off and said, “I think he’d also want to hear about something like this,” and he reached down and pulled Amy’s skirt up over her hips exposing her lacy black thong.
Carrie stood motionless, shocked, but curious. Amy’s eyes flared with excitement at Chris’s dominance. Chris looked into Amy’s eyes, and then reached for the shoulder straps to her dress. After a moments pause, he pulled them off her shoulders and down, exposing her bare chest. Amy took a seductive breath, signaling her acceptance off all Chris was doing. Chris reached up and felt Amy’s breasts as he looked her in the eyes.
He them moved his hands to her face and pulled her in for another kiss. Carrie stared. Chris again broke the kiss, but this time he took Amy by the hips and guided her onto the sofa and pushed her onto her back. Amy gave Carrie a quick look and a wide smile, then she lifted her hips up. Chris smiled and reached down and grabbed Amy’s panties. He looked at her stomach and waist as he pulled her panties down and off exposing her smooth, waxed pussy.
Amy spread her legs and Chris muttered, “Oh yes,” as he enjoyed the view of her perfect pussy.
After a quick moment of enjoying the view of Amy's beautiful legs spread and her irresistible pussy, Chris moved in. A second later his soft lips were on Amy's smooth pussy. Again Amy shot a glance to Carrie, who was looking on in a wide-eyed trance.
Amy knew immediately that Chris was a pro at what he was doing. His lips parted and pulled at the soft folds of Amy's pussy. His tongue, warm and strong, found her clit immediately. Amy couldn't help but let a moan escape. Chris moved his tongue to the side, then above, and then below her clit in an erotic teasing dance before he moved back the source of her pleasure.
Amy loved that he played with her with his mouth rather than plowing the area with reckless abandon. His lips and tongue worked in unison, exploring Amy in places reserved for only her husband. Chris's tongue moved across her pussy’s lips and touched her clit slowly in long, wide passes, then returned with a narrower, deeper pass. Chris's lips pulled and sucked at all the right places and his warm breath was a blanket of pleasure.
Amy's head pressed back into the sofa as Chris's tongue parted her pussy and made entrance as deep within her as it could. Amy's hands gripped at the cushions of the sofa as Chris pushed his tongue along and then into her pussy again and again. Chris's hands slid up Amy’s body and found her tits. Amy moaned with pleasure, signaling her approval, as his fingers traced around and felt her hard nipples.
Amy's body was electric with pleasure. She fully gave in to Chris and let the thoughts of Mark allowing her this freedom fuel her passion for more. She engaged her mind fully in the thought that she could have this experience again and again. That thrill, coupled with the magic Chris was working on her pussy, was too much for her to hold back and delay the inevitable. Amy’s orgasm came on fast and caught her by surprise. Its intensity was something she would not soon forget.
"Oh, god!" Amy groaned in pleasure as her orgasm erupted. Her body tensed and she lifted her head off the sofa to looked down at Chris’s head between her legs. "Oh, ummm..." Amy let out as the pleasure of her orgasm cascaded throughout her body. Chris didn't abandon what he was doing at the first sign of her orgasm as many men do. Chris continued until Amy could take no more.
When Amy's hand found Chris's shoulder after her orgasm faded, Chris knew it was his signal to release her pussy from his mouth. He did, and then looked up from between Amy's spread legs and smiled. Amy looked back and flashed her eyes wide with approval at what he had just given her.
Chris stood up between Amy's legs, and without a word or a signal one way or the other from Amy, he began to undo his belt. Amy looked on quietly. Carrie, still standing motionless behind Chris, took it all in.
Chris pulled his belt from his pants and dropped it on the floor, then he began unbuttoning his jeans one button at a time. When he had them all undone he left them like that and moved to unbuttoning his shirt. Amy watched with great anticipation. He slipped his shirt off and was left with a snug fitting black t-shirt that showed his fit physique.
Chris then slipped his shoes off as his hand went back to work on his jeans. He took hold of them and slowly pushed them down and off his hips. Once clear of his ass, he let them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, and all Amy could look at was Chris’s cock stretching the limits of his boxers. She stared at what was obviously a huge cock.
When Amy moved her eyes back to Chris’s, he grabbed his boxers and pushed them down and off. Chris's manhood sprang free. Eight inches and thick, Chris’s cock bounced and swayed for a moment.
Amy took a moment to capture the look on Carrie's face. Carrie was staring at Chris and his big dick, her eyes bright with intense curiosity and anticipation as to what was going to happen next. Amy thought for a second about what Carrie might be thinking at seeing her like this, at seeing her allowing it all. It excited Amy that Carrie might be shocked by it, jealous of it.
Amy looked back to Chris and down to his hard member. Chris grabbed his dick and ran his fingers over it, stroking it. He looked from Amy's eyes down her body to her spread legs and perfectly smooth cunt. Then he quickly looked to Amy's hand and at her wedding ring.
He smiled. "Let me give you something to tell your husband about," Chris said and then he moved to Amy. He knelt between her legs and let his hard cock rest above her smoothly waxed pussy.
Amy loved the feeling and weight of his cock on her. She could barely contain her desire to have him inside her. Her body craved his cock.
Chris grabbed Amy's hips and lifted them up off the sofa. He pulled his hips back, allowing his cock to slide along the top of Amy's smoothness until the hard tip of his dick slid into position and pressed against the opening of Amy's cunt.
Carrie's eyes moved from Amy's face to her pussy to Chris's cock, then back to Amy’s face. She watched in disbelief as she saw that Amy was going to let Chris fuck her bareback. Bareback! she thought.
Then the moment happened; Chris, holding Amy's hips tight, said, "I think this might be how your husband would want it." He then thrust his huge hard dick into Amy's waiting cunt. He pushed it all the way in with one well-paced thrust, a complete and total penetration of Amy's pussy.
Amy moaned immediately with intense pleasure. Chris bottomed out in Amy's tight, hot cunt. When he had his entire bare cock all the way in Amy's perfect cunt, he moaned, "Fuck!"
Amy's eyes rolled back and she pushed her head back into the sofa again as she felt the pleasure of Chris's hard manhood that had just invaded her pussy. His cock felt incredible sliding into her. It was a forceful but controlled thrust.
She felt and enjoyed each inch of Chris’s cock as it filled her up, her mind slowing it down so she could remember it, so she could remember every detail of how this stranger’s big cock felt pushing inside her for the first time. Amy was in complete ecstasy. The excitement of having Chris fuck her along with doing it in front of Carrie was a feeling she knew she’d want again.
Chris held his cock deep in Amy for a second, taking in all the tight, warm pleasure it gave him before pulling back a bit and thrusting in again. He was alive with joy that he was fucking a hot, married woman; that he had his bare cock inside another man's wife excited him.
He looked down and took in the sight of Amy on her back, her nice dress up round her waist, her tits exposed. He slid his cock back out of Amy's warm hole and then thrust it back in. Chris watched his cock move in and out of her perfect cunt. He was fucking a hottie, and he loved it.
After a few more of Chris's thrusts Amy opened her eyes and looked to him. Chris was smiling down as he rocked his hips and slid his cock back and forth into and out of her tight cunt. "Oh, fuck, make sure you tell your husband how much I loved fucking your tight little cunt.”
Amy responded by moving her hips in rhythm to his thrusts. “Oh yes, that’s it!” Chris muttered in appreciation.
Amy looked down at his flexed stomach and watch his movements, watched the way he moved forward, pushing his hardness into her. She loved the sight, loved the feeling. “Mmm, god,” Amy moaned at the pleasure Chris was bringing her.
Chris’s excitement at actually fucking the hottest married woman had every seen at Twist, in conjunction with Amy’s excitement and response to him, soon brought him to the point where he or Amy had to make a quick decision. Amy could feel it coming. It excited her. As she rocked her hips into Chris’s quicker, firmer, thrusts she fell his cock swelling up, getting slightly bigger inside her.
Chris’s breathing changed and little, uncontrollable moans came with each thrust. He looked from Amy’s pussy up her body to her wide eyes. “Say it,” was all he said.
“Cum in me,” Amy said, looking straight into Chris’s eyes.
He couldn’t help his response. “Ohhh, fuck yes. I’m going to cum in your tight little cunt.”
Amy’s eyes flared with excitement. That was the last straw for Chris. He thrust his hard cock one more time deep into Amy’s pussy and held it there. Then he erupted. “Ohhh fuck!” he moaned loudly.
Amy felt his cock twitch and pulsate inside her and she knew he was cumming. She felt several more twitches and knew with each twitch he was shooting a stream of his cum deep into her pussy. She loved it, loved that this hot stranger was cumming in her, that she was feeling another man shooting steam after stream of cum inside her.
Excited and shocked, Carrie looked on. Watching them together was hot and sexy. Knowing it was her good friend, a married friend, and now knowing that she was letting him cum inside her was even more shocking. She loved it electric energy of the moment. She watched Chris’s ass flex as he thrust into Amy the last time. She saw his balls tighten up a bit and saw his taint pulsating. She knew with each pulse she saw, he was shooting a stream of cum into her friend's pussy. It was hot.
A moment passed and Chris smiled down at Amy as she smiled back. Then he whispered, “I just filled you with my cum. What’s your husband going to think?”
“He’s going to want you do to it again the next time you see me,” Amy whispered back.
“Any when will that be?”
“Any time you want me.”
With that he pulled out of Amy’s perfect pussy and some of his cum dripped out. Carrie stared as she saw Chris’s cum dripping out of Amy’s pussy, and then smiled at Amy. Amy smiled back.
Chris pulled up his boxers and pants and smiled at Carrie. Amy sat up and let her dress fall down and cover her again.
“So, do I get your number so I can arrange this again when I want you?” Chris asked.
Amy blushed, knowing Carrie was listening to what was going on. She reached into her purse and pulled out a pen and scrap of paper. She wrote her email down.
She handed it to Chris. “Just email the details of what you are thinking and if I like it, I’ll let you know.”
Chris took the paper, smiled, and said, “Enjoy the rest of your night. You are the most fantastic woman I have ever met.” He looked at Carrie and said, “I wish all women and were like her and all men like her husband,” and then he turned and walked away.
Amy raised her eyebrows to Carrie in an excited manner.
“I need to meet a man like Mark,” Carrie muttered to Amy.
“Yes, you do.”
THE END OF PART ONE.
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