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As before with some trepidation we rang the door buzzer of Club Erotique early on a Sunday afternoon for our fifth meeting with a preference group, mixed bondage devotees.

Gillian our dark haired tall slim naked hostess for the afternoon, whom we’d met on our previous visits, opened the door and made us welcome. Even though she’d already seen them previously, she again checked our medical health certificates. As before she assured us that some nervousness was a common feeling for attendees. We hung our clothes in the club change room and joined the large group of people in the lounge area.

Everyone had their names neatly printed on their right boobs and a cheek of their backside for ease of identification after the forgetfulness of the initial nervous introductions. The atmosphere of the group was warm, friendly and happy, and most welcoming. It helped us relax. Finally there were fifteen women and about thirty men present, ranging in age from mid thirties to mid fifties. It was really just like any other party except, given our common pre-identified purpose in meeting, it seemed more friendly and focussed, warmer and happier and, of course, everyone was naked. While initially no one was overtly sexual in behaviour, nevertheless there was an undercurrent of excitement overtly present throughout the group. Physically too people responded involuntarily to the situation. Nipples stood out on breasts. Pricks were erect.

Gillian called for silence and addressed the group, to advise us of the rules. She reinforced the bondage only rule, and advised the universal “key” desist word. Her advice that we would universally adjourn to the orgy room later in the afternoon was noted. She gave all of us ten minutes to wander around the club for familiarisation purposes. On our return each person could voluntarily nominate for a piece of equipment on which they’d have no option but to provide pleasure for any participant present; or one could choose, failing nomination, to let Gillian select bondage situation on your behalf.

Lisa and I strolled through the club facilities and noted the presence of lube packs around the walls of each room in the facility. We each made our choice, which we gave to Gillian on our return. When everyone had reassembled in the lounge Gillian read out the initial list of nominations, as well as indicating certain acolytes to apply the bondage to the victims. Lisa’s choice of the swinging plank had been accepted. I eagerly watched her, and others, be placed in position by the acolytes in the playroom.

The plank was a short wide piece of padded timber suspended from the ceiling by a chain at each corner. The chains were not vertical but rather in a “v” formation. The plank was well above floor level. I soon understood the arrangement of this piece of apparatus. Acolytes helped Lisa onto the plank, and fastened her arms at the wrists and legs at the ankles to the chains by leather straps. Accordingly her legs and arms rose upwards and outwards from her body. The plank was shorter than her torso so that her backside rested on the edge at one end, while at the other end her head had no support. It depended on the strength of her neck muscles whether she attempt to hold her head up or simply let it hang back and downwards. A blindfold completed her preparation. Now she was helpless, accessible to anyone.

To my voyeuristic appraisal she looked excellent. Her raised legs allowed her shaved smooth pussy to gape open. Whether because of the earlier Viagra, or the atmosphere and intent of our surroundings, or because of her bonded position, her pussy clearly reflected her obvious inner excitement. Her labia were swollen and flared open, framing the parted pink slit of her cunt. A hard pink clitoris proudly poked out in a gash glistening with moisture. On her chest her large breasts mounded upwards tipped by long erect nipples.

It did not take long for two male group members to decide to take advantage of her position. A tall man of medium build knelt in front of her pussy. Her body arched as he sliced his tongue across the open folds of her snatch. The other guy bent over her supine body and sucked her nipples in turn into his mouth while his hands caressed her belly. I stood to one side and watched, aware of other activities throughout the playroom, but focussed my wife’s vulnerable position. The two men worked their mouths over her body for some minutes before both moved. It was obvious the foreplay they’d initiated had excited them.

The guy who had sucked her pussy now stood at the end of the plank. His cock curved up towards his navel, the heavily veined shaft thick and long, topped by large fat red knob. I could now see the reason for the height of the plank from the ground. The other man stood over my wife’s face. His erection was of average size. He caressed her blindfolded face with his knob, ran the tip over her lips. Her mouth opened and her tongue stabbed at the underside of his tool. His face showed delight at her positive response.

At the other end of her body the guy guided the knob of his large prick into my wife’s saliva covered helpless gash. He rocked his hips and his tool, in spite of its girth, slid effortlessly into her cunt. His hands reached for her body and, with a slight touch, caused the plank to swing. His shaft, sheened with her vaginal juices, partially exited her cunt. As the plank swung back towards him her cunt swallowed him up. At the other end of her body the guy bent his erection down towards her mouth. Her lips encased his knob as his shaft slid into her throat. Gently the plank holding my wife swung back and forth like a pendulum, a cock impaling each orifice on alternate swings.

My erection ached and throbbed at the sight. Pre-cum dribbled over my knob. My voyeuristic reverie was interrupted by one of Gillian’s helpers. It was my turn to accept my nominated activity. Reluctantly I moved off with the assistant, both of us accompanied by a diminutive olive skinned Filipina lady. While she was heavy in build her breasts were firm and tipped by small brown hard nipples. A thin vertical stripe of black pubic hair ended above an open slit that tantalisingly hinted at pink flesh. Leigh held my hand to sooth her nerves.

The maze was dimly lit. Inside we were led to an alcove at the end of one of the many corridors that fed off each other. Our ankles and wrists were fastened to adjustable leather straps that hung from the walls of the alcove. Both of us were about a meter out from each wall and faced each other about a meter apart. I noted the lube packs on the wall behind both of us. Our arms stretched out wide over our heads, our legs similarly spread wide. We were helpless and exposed, bait for any passer by. The helper who placed us in position told us there would be no need for blindfolds. Once he turned off the lights the maze would be in almost complete darkness. As he left us I smiled encouragingly at Leigh. At the same time I lustfully admired the way her pinioned arms lifted her heavy breasts, the way the spread posture of her legs opened the sex pit between her thighs. Then the dim lights went out.

We softly talked. I told her how succulent she looked. Soon we heard hesitant footsteps coming towards us through the maze. We waited in silence. I looked sideways down the corridor. In spite of the blackness I could see shapes coming towards us, but initially I couldn’t distinguish how many there were, whether they were male or female. Finally four figures felt their way around us. I could not move and, even if I’d wanted to, could do nothing to avoid their touch.

Hands felt my bonds, as if assuring the owners that I was truly captive, then moved over my back and arse, chest and nipples, cupped my scrotum, examined the length and thickness of my shaft, softly spread the copious droplets of pre-cum seeping from my slit over the swollen helmet of my knob. In the darkness it seemed Leigh’s helpless body was undergoing a similar examination.

A figure knelt in front of me. Hands continued to caress my sac. A tongue ran down the underside of my erection. From behind hands reached around my body and fingers fastened on my hardened nipples. A body, the front of a female body, moulded itself against my back. Breasts and nipples pressed into my skin, a soft pubic bush brushed against the cheeks of my arse.

The tongue wandered unobstructed over my shaft, licked and lapped the moisture dripping from the slit in my knob. The woman behind me eased away from my body. Free at last I thought. Then I heard the squeeze of the pump of the lube bottle on the wall.

Wet hands coated lube along the crack of my backside, between my legs and over my sac. A finger wormed its way passed ring of my anus. In front of me the wet mouth sucked my knob into a warm throat while a hand kneaded my balls. My cock ached and throbbed.

Opposite me two shadowy forms, one standing in front of her the other kneeling between her legs attended to helpless Leigh. Her low groans filled the air. Then suddenly one of the women suggested to the group that they move on and without further ado they all simply faded away into the darkness. I was a bit disappointed but then the dim lights came on. Leigh and blinked and smiled at each other. Our time in bondage had flown by. The helper, accompanied by another couple, freed us from our bonds. In turn we helped fasten them in our place. I looked over the woman as I fastened the straps around her wrists and ankles. Her breasts were large and firm. Her pussy looked flappy and succulent. I wondered about returning to her later. Job accomplished Leigh and I, hand in hand again, wandered behind Gillian’s assistant towards the exit. He turned off the lights and darkness descended on the maze. Let’s turn around and go down some other corridors in the maze Leigh surprisingly suggested to me.

Holding hands we slowly but surely groped our way through the darkness as we explored corridors that led to dead ends forcing us to return to other paths. In one alcove we bumped into a couple in close embrace. Along a corridor we felt our way past a man with an enormous erection. He seemed to be waiting in ambush for a willing passerby. At the end of another dead end we found there was vinyl mattress on the floor. This will do us Leigh quietly told me.

She lay on the mattress and reached for me with her hands. I stretched out beside her. Our mouths met in a lustful kiss. My hands roamed over her body, caressed the mounds of her breasts, felt the thickness and length of her nipples, and the heat and wetness of her snatch. Her hands stroked my body, cupped my balls and stroked my throbbing shaft. Leigh drew me on top of her. My prick rested in the moisture of the open flesh of her slit. My knob squirreled into the entrance of her vagina. With a thrust of my hips I slithered into her hot wet depths, felt the clasping velvet of her cunt surround and grasp my tool. Leigh lifted her legs up along her body. I placed my arms under her knees to help her and supported myself with outstretched hands on the mattress on either side of her body.

Our fuck was hugely powerful, energetic and noisy. She writhed under my thrusts. Groans and moans came from her throat. “ Oh yes, oh fuck yes, oh fuck me!” But then I felt the mattress move as someone knelt right beside us. I could see the shadowy outline. Leigh seemed past caring as her orgasm approached. Hands touched both of us. It was a man.

One hand caressed Leigh’s breasts beneath me. His other hand moved along her belly as he sought her clitoris. As my cock slid in and out of her cunt his thumb and forefinger surrounded my shaft, and strummed at her clitoris. Leigh came, powerfully and vocally. I increased the speed and intensity of my fuck. Slowly the pleasure built in my belly, balls and shaft. Leigh responded quickly. Perhaps the intruder added to her excitement. Just as she peaked my cock spasmed and pumped my spunk into her hot clutching hole. The fingers on her clit surrounded and grasped my wet pulsing tool. Shivers shot through my body. I buried my cock deep in her cunt as the spunk drained from me.

Leigh reached for my face and softly kissed me deeply. We lay in tight embrace for some time while the guy beside us told us how fantastic it was to feel us fuck in front of him. I eased my half hard cock out of her. “Would you like to go again?” he asked her. “Oh yes” was her enthusiastic reply. I rolled away and he took my place. Time for a spa I thought to myself.

I didn’t immediately leave the maze however. Carefully and quietly I made my way back to the alcove where I’d helped bond the couple. The lights had not come back on for a change so I knew they’d still be there. Three other people were there as well, one in front of the woman. It surprised me that the person feeling her way over the victim was a woman too. As I felt my way over the strung up woman I bumped into her body. She ignored me as she sucked at the victim’s boobs. I ran my hand down the bonded woman’s taut belly, down between her legs, dipped my fingers into the open well of her cleft, felt her heavy flaps, and tweaked her hard erect clitoris. But nevertheless I sensed I was in the way of the second woman. It was time for me to leave.

The spa was occupied by a small group of people, including my wife talking to a couple. We were pleased to see each other. She told me about her wonderful time on the plank and asked me would I help her with her next activity. After I had my soak in the hot water Lisa and I returned to the playroom where action involving a large crowd of people was in full swing.

Lisa showed me the vacant equipment she wanted to try. It was a mechanical bucking bronco. The device had neither head nor tail, was a large round cylinder fitted with a saddle and stirrups, a handle to hold onto and adjust the speed of the ride. The saddle was unique. A large leather dildo rose vertically from the middle of the seat. One of the helpers noted our interest and Lisa took his offered advice. I rolled a condom onto the dildo. Lisa applied lube to her pussy and the condom. I helped her mount the b**st. With feet in the stirrups she carefully lowered herself onto the dildo. Soon her bottom rested on the saddle, the protrusion deep inside her. Her hands grasped the handles and the controls. She slowly applied power.

The horse began to slowly rock and lift under her. The tense expression on her face was gradually replaced by a look of pleasure. She increased the speed slightly. In a gentle motion the horse began to rock and buck. Lisa soon learnt to use her feet in the stirrups, her knees and her hands to hang on and get used to the movement cycle. Again she increased power. Now she began to feel the effect of the phallus embedded in her cunt. As the horse reared, bucked and rocked her bottom lifted and gyrated in the saddle. As it bucked then dropped the phallus would be pulled out of her by the saddle. As she dropped down onto the saddle the phallus completely penetrated her again. My cock hardened at the sight, her large bouncing swaying boobs adding to my voyeuristic pleasure. Her skin glowed with heat. Her open mouth sucked air. She kept slowly increasing the speed of the b**st between her thighs.

Her climax came with a noisy roar. She moaned, groaned and cried out in orgasm. Perspiration sheened her skin. Suddenly she brought the machine to a halt. “Help me off please,” she asked. Her legs were a bit wobbly. “Hell that was great” she assured me.

Briefly we stood and looked around the room, almost in awe at the variations on display in a hive of sexual activity. “How about showing me through the maze?’ she asked. As we walked hand in hand to the entrance I explained what happened to me there. Just as we arrived at the doorway the helper exited with a couple. He told us he’d just set up another couple in the alcove where I’d been earlier, and that there were a few guys in ambush in various other parts of the maze.

I led Lisa by the hand through the darkness of the corridor, remembering the lay out well but still our progress was careful. We soon found the bonded male and female. I stood beside Lisa as she explored the man by touch. She soon discovered enough to tell me that she’d be okay for a few minutes. As she knelt in front of the suspended guy I knew he was in for a thrill. So I turned my attention to the woman nearby.

It was sensational to be able to stand in front of this unknown woman in the darkness and know she could not avoid my touch. I gently felt her face with my fingers, glided my hands down her throat to her chest. Her breasts were firm and hard tipped, about average in size. I lent forward and tongued her nipples, and sucked them in turn while my hands wandered down her round belly to the shaved cleft between her spread legs. The flesh of her snatch was hot, open and wet. Her clitoris was erect and hard. I continued to suck her nipples as I teased at her cunt. I stroked her clitoris gently with my fingertips. The woman moaned in pleasure. I inserted two fingers into the hole of her cunt. Again she groaned. There was space for three fingers. So I sucked her tits and finger fucked her.

Behind me I could hear the slurp and suck of my wife’s mouth on the unknown guy’s cock. He began to groan and talk to her, encouraging her to suck him harder. It was exciting.

The woman’s body showed growing signs of pleasure. Nevertheless I sensed it was time to move. I knelt between her thighs, crouched back on my heels. Her pungent aroma filled my nostrils as I poked my stiff tongue into her tunnel, slid it though the length of her gash, sucked on her hard erect nub. The woman groaned more loudly. The muscles in her thighs began to spasm. I intensified my efforts on her clit.

Behind me the guy cried out and repeatedly groaned as he orgasmed. The noise seemed to excite the woman above me. Her body shuddered. Her belly and muscles clenched around my face. Wet mucus flowed from her hole over my tongue and mouth.
A hand touched my shoulder. It was my wife. She was ready to move on. We wound our way slowly through the rambling dark corridors. In two places we bumped into men who felt us and encouraged us, by their touch, to linger. We kept moving until we found the alcove with the mattress, fortunately vacant. We decided to lay intertwined together in the near total darkness.

Lisa’s tits were wet and splattered with spunk. When I kissed her she said she could taste the woman’s cunt on my lips. We rested and softly caressed each other body. Then we heard shuffling footsteps approaching us. A figure knelt at the end of the mattress. Masculine hands explored us. The figure bent forward between my wife’s thighs. Obligingly she parted her thighs wide, bent her legs at the knees and rested her feet flat on the mattress on either side of his prone body. He paid homage to her cunt with his mouth. Meanwhile I softly stroked her breasts and nipples. Lisa settled back on the mattress to enjoy our efforts.

Another figure came out of the blackness and paused before moving forward to kneel opposite me on the other side of my wife’s body. Hands reached out to feel her. The splatterings of cum on her chest and breasts did not deter the newcomer, another man. He bent over her and sucked at her nipple. I continued to caress and tweak the breast closest to me.

A third person came into the alcove. I moved and knelt up beside my wife’s supine body. The figure knelt adjacent to me. Hands explored the scene. It was another man. He focussed his hands on her belly, though occasionally strayed his hand over her tits.

Lisa’s hand reached out between the legs of the guy opposite me. Her other fist wrapped around my hard tool. I could hear the slurp of the guy between her legs as he sucked at her cunt. She began to hump her body up at his face. Suddenly she writhed and rocked on the mattress, groans coming from her throat. I was excited by the display of sudden passion in the near darkness. And she wasn’t finished yet.

Her hands reached for the guy between her thighs, drew him up over her body, her legs resting behind his thighs. One could sense from her reaction the exact moment he slid his cock inside her. I stood up and the guy beside me quickly took my place. She was in good hands. I guessed she was comfortable where she was and determined to have fun. I moved off and headed back to the playroom, my own plan now uppermost in my mind. I just hoped I could find a suitable unattended participant.

My luck held in the playroom. In the middle of a mattress on the floor I found just what I was looking for. A small petite Japanese woman, whom I noticed earlier in the crowded lounge room, lay on her back. Her legs were bent at the knees and handcuffs around her wrists joined them to each ankle. Like all victims at the club her eyes were blindfolded. Small breasts tipped by tiny olive nipples rose up on her chest. Exposed between her thighs was my target. A small bush of black hair ended just above her slit. Small labia framed the open pinkness of her wet dripping gash. Her vaginal tunnel gaped. White fluid pooled in the indentation of her puckered anus. She’d obviously been recently used.

I knelt between her thighs, slid my long hard thick cock along her slit, soaked in her heat and juices, and rubbed the underside of my knob over her tiny love bud. But I needed more. I slipped my fat knob into the entrance to her mucus filled cunt and rested there briefly to enjoy the tightness that clutched at my flesh flange. With a roll of my hips my prick slid through the wetness and into her clasping tiny tunnel of flesh. I bent forward and sucked at her hard little nipples while I plunged my tool fiercely and deeply into her hot wet snatch. Helpless beneath me I enjoyed her succulent petite body. She felt superb. I fucked her hard and fast. The pleasure inexorably built in my thighs, belly and balls. Just as I felt my orgasm about to explode I stopped my movements. I waited for the pressure to subside. When I felt I had control over my cock I slowly withdrew. It sucked out of her cunt with a wet squelch. I climbed to my feet and moved towards my ultimate target.

The woman was large and heavy in build. Blindfolded she was bent forward in the stocks, large breasts hung down from her chest, her ankles fastened to a spreader bar forcing her legs wide apart. At her face a tall slim grey haired man, older than myself, fed his tool into her slurping mouth. My eyes focussed on the other end of her body. Her gash was open, framed by fat parted flesh flaps. It poked out large and pink between her thighs. White spunk creamed down her thighs as it ran and dripped from the open maw of her cunt.

I ran my hands over her large smooth arse, reached around and under her body to caress the heavy mounds of her tits, felt her thick hard nipples between my fingertips. She felt helplessly wonderful. I placed one hand around the front of her thighs and stroked her fat long clitoris. The fingers of the other hand I inserted into the hot wet cavern of her cunt. Her arse rocked back at my hand. Encouraged I continued to manipulate her clit and finger fuck her cunt until the real purpose of my time with her re-entered my mind.

My hard thick tool slid into her easily. I lent across her back and clutched at a breast with one hand while I strummed the bud between her thighs with the other hand as I pistoned my cock in and out of her cunt. Her hands and neck in the vice of the stocks supported her. She continued to suck the other man’s tool as she managed to rock her body back at me. He and I watched each other pleasure ourselves with this woman. Large though she was her cavernous cunt felt simply marvellous. I wallowed inside her. Her muscles clutched at the hardness of my shaft. Her heat burned into my knob as I slid in and out in a steady rhythm.

In front of her face the other guy’s cock bulged and glistened with saliva. The tautness of his body and his facial expression indicated that his peak was imminent. The woman frantically sucked his tool and rocked her arse back to engulf mine. She began to groan around the prick in her mouth. It was too difficult to hold back. I could feel the surge in my thighs, belly and balls. The guy bucked his prick up at her face and cried out. The woman’s cunt clutched at my cock as she spasmed. The pent up spunk gushed from my throbbing tool into the depths of her cunt.

After a shower the spa seemed like a good place to recover. It was made even better with the arrival of my wife. We relaxed together and related our experiences. Of one mind we both sought respite before the likely rigours of the orgy room. We looked forward to that. After a spa we adjourned to the lounge area for a drink and a chat with the various other members.

While I relaxed in a lounge chair a petite lady introduced herself to me. Sue had short red hair, with creamy white skin. Her breasts were small and neat while it was her cute arse that made me drool. To be honest her shaved snatch also caught my attention. Sue was wandering around the crowd in search of two men of a particular build who would be willing to join her in the orgy room, at the appropriate time, in a double penetration. She confided in me that many men seemed uninterested. But she’d found one suitable agreeable man and asked for an indication of my interest. She was happy that I was most enthusiastic and took me off to meet the other guy.

Ken had the slight build of a jockey except that his cock was longer than mine though perhaps not as thick. He was happy that I would join him in bringing Sue’s fantasy to reality. She explained to both of us what she wanted. It was easy to agree.

At the appropriate time Gillian our hostess called the gathering to order and requested we move to the orgy room. It contained six vinyl double mattresses on the floor with an alcoved viewing area to one side. Initially it was very crowded until Gillian organised the people. The thirty men were placed standing shoulder to shoulder in a large circle, with the fifteen women on the inside the circle. The women were told to kneel in front of every second man. To see such a large variety of naked excited people in the one group was simply fantastic. Amongst the men there was all sorts of cocks on display, from the average to the humungous. The women ranged from heavy to petite, with the full range of hair colours, from tiny breasts to massive melons. Gillian then instructed the women to perform oral sex on the man in front of them, adding that they’d be moved on to the right every few minutes.

Initially I had to wait while the guys on either side of me had their cocks sucked. To my right the lady ran her tongue over the drooping prick in front of her face. It slowly responded to her touch. She soon sucked the knob in her mouth. To my left the lady showed enormous capacity. She sucked the large prick into her mouth. Down, down she went until her lips touched his belly, his tool deep in her throat. My tool jerked in anticipation. Gillian called time. It was my turn now.

The woman to my left shuffled sideways in front of me. I looked down at her. She ran her tongue up and down along the underside of my shaft sending shivers through my body. Soon she placed her mouth over the knob and swirled her tongue over the sensitive flesh. Then she showed me her true expertise. My knob and shaft slipped into her throat. It felt so good I ached. Up and down she went. Pulses of pleasure surged through my body. Just as I really started to enjoy her caress Gillian called time again. The two minutes respite did me good while I enjoyed looking around the room at this massive group sex fest. Gillian changed the women around six times before she announced another the start of another group exercise.

The women were placed around the perimeter of the mattresses on their backs, legs bent at the knees, feet flat on the floor, thighs spread. Two men were positioned in front of each woman, one on his knees between her thighs, the other standing behind him to wait his turn. I was lucky enough this time to go first. I looked at the gash in front of my face.

It was open, the vaginal entrance clearly visible. Her flesh was a rich red colour. The labia were swollen and fat, fanned out like butterfly wings. Her thick long clitoris jutted upwards. I stroked my tongue into her cloying snatch. She tasted wonderful. Her aroma filled my nostrils as I fed on her. I thrust my tongue into her tunnel and sucked on her love bud. How fast two minutes goes when you’re having fun!

I stood and moved to my right and watched the man in front of me slurp his way over the cunt of a woman with lovely slim thighs.

Again we performed through six partners. It was so horny to both watch and participate that I found my cock was eventually throbbing again ready for action. But then Gillian announced a break, telling us that we were now able to participate as we wished in the group, reminding us also about the rule of good manners.

Sue quickly found Ken and I and had us organised. She suggested we all use a little of the lube from one of the dispensers. In a small vacant area of mattress she placed me on my back. She straddled me, engulfing my long thick erection in her lubed snatch. I wondered how Sue thought she was going to manage two cocks at once given that her cunt felt so nice and snug. She stretched her petite body out along mine, placed her legs outside my spreadeagled thighs. Over her shoulder I saw Ken move in to kneel behind her.

The head of his cock began to burrow its way into her cunt. I felt his knob and shaft work its way over the underside of my tool. In the end his efforts were not too difficult. Her cunt muscles were relaxed enough to facilitate his entrance and accommodate this double penetration. Maybe her cunt was as big as she claimed it was after all.

His cock slid inexorably along mine. The sensations of her tightness combined with the thrill of feeling his cock pressed snugly against mine was exciting and titillating. Finally our cocks rested fully against each other surrounded by the heat and clutch of her flesh. Ken began a slow steady fuck. I found, given Sue’s slight build, that I could move too. As Ken withdrew his prick from her cunt I rocked inwards. As he slid in my cock moved outwards. Admittedly I couldn’t move as much as him but nonetheless we soon established a rhythm in and out of her cunt as we fed off each other. Her mouth met mine. I sucked at her tongue. Sue rocketed to an orgasm, her body shaking and spasming around us. Her pleasure caused us to increase our intensity until we fucked her hard and fast. She came a second time. It seemed now we had her at a perpetual peak. The thrill of the fuck began to overcome my control. Familiar sensation burned in my balls. I bucked my prick into her pussy. I shuddered as the spunk gushed out of me, flooding her twat, spraying over Ken’s cock. Just as I peaked I felt his hot wads of cum wash over my knob and shaft. Time after time he spurted.

We lay together in a perspiring tangle of cum covered bodies and recovered. Ken and I kissed Sue in thanks. I moved to the alcove to watch the group. I felt worn out.

I took a seat amongst s few other people and looked at the group. At last I saw my wife. She straddled a man, lifting her body off him before dropping down to plunge his prick deep into her cunt. I loved the way her tits bounced in her fuck frenzy. Her mouth opened. Her head went back. She wailed her way to an orgasm before she collapsed froward supine on his body.

Eventually Lisa joined me in the alcove. We both found we were worn out but very happy and satiated. It was easy to agree to shower together, dress and thank our hostess for such a wonderful afternoon. We headed home tired but happy.