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Lisa and I arrived back at Club Erotique. Again with some trepidation, accompanied by our interstate friends Cherall and Bill, we rang the doorbell for our second evening with a preference group, couples.
Gillian our dark haired tall slim hostess for the night, whom we’d met on our initial visit, opened the door and made us welcome. Even though she’d seen them only three nights previously, she again checked our medical health certificates. As before she assured the four of us that some nervousness was a common feeling for attendees. We hung our clothes in the wardrobe of the main bedroom, submitted to having Gillian print our first names in small red textered letters above our right nipples, acquired a drink in the kitchen, and joined the nude party group gathered in the lounge.
They, like us, had their names neatly printed on their right boobs for ease of identification after the forgetfulness of the initial nervous introductions. The atmosphere of the group was warm, friendly and happy; most welcoming. It helped us relax. There were six couples present with four more due to arrive. 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. Initially no one was overtly sexual in behaviour, but still there was an undercurrent of excitement. It was nice to talk to nude ladies and be brushed by bare breasts and naked backsides as people moved about the room. It was an excellent pastime to admire the physical attributes of the party group!
It did not take long for everyone to finally arrive and complete introductions. There were twelve couples in total, ranging in age from thirty to fifty, with some couples of obvious disparate ages, and builds from heavy to slim; many, but not all, shaved. Gillian called for attention and gave out the additional rules for the evening; first she assured everyone that all present had a valid health certificate; the lounge was to be a social area only; no drinks in the bedrooms; the viewing room was shut for the night; and, after the initial round of swapping, no meant no. She said she intended to start the night’s activities with a draw of names, one woman to one man, to set events in motion. Once our first partner was identified we could proceed in our own time. I could not remember who was with whom anyway; just knew about we four, and our hostess Gillian and her partner Mark.
Of the people who concerned me most Lisa was the first name of the four of us drawn. She was partnered with a tall angular man, with balding brown hair, Robert; as he came up to her and kissed her on the cheek by way of personal reintroduction he wore a very happy smile; a long uncircumcised appendage swung between his legs. Lisa grinned when she met him. Bill came out of the draw next for our group, teamed up with a tall slim woman; Tammy had long black hair and a happy face, and lovely massive boobs. Cherall drew herself a large olive skinned thickset man, with a mane of black hair, smiling white teeth, and a thick meaty cock drooping down from a chunky set of big back haired balls. Sam squeezed her breast as he greeted her. Even though I began to be slightly concerned that I had not yet heard my name I did not get left out. Rene, a tiny short but well rounded black haired Filipina woman of about thirty, with bouncy breasts and a jaunty vibrant disposition was named as my partner. I left the others, introduced myself to her again, and kissed her on the cheek. Rene took my hand, drew me close to her so that our bodies touched. I asked her if I could get her a drink. No, she was fine; she suggested we head for the second bedroom where there was plenty of bed space; she liked the mirror too she confided, and mature Aussie men like me!
I immediately noticed that there were four king-sized mattresses on the floor, in lieu of the two from a few nights ago; no satin sheets this time, but cool coloured cottons; and heaps of pillows. Space for everyone, nearly! There were already three couples on the mattresses, in various stages of sexual activity. Rene led me to one of the two mattresses abutting the mirrored wall. There was a couple using our chosen mattress, but there was plenty of space for us to share.
We lay together, caressed, kissed, touched, explored. Her demeanour was energetic, active. Rene did not lie back passively in wait for my lead. As I kissed her body, she kissed mine. Her smooth olive skin felt erotic to my hands, mouth and body. She slid her body over mine in exploration. Her brown nipples distended under my tongue. I kissed my way down her belly, thighs, toes. We ended up in a sixty-nine pose, her on top, as our mouths and hands wandered over each other. My fingers parted her labia, my tongue delved into her aromatic sex slit. Her pubic bush was black, but only a few tendrils of hair grew on each side of her slit. Her body responded to my tongue. Her hands massaged my balls, her tongue lapped the head of my cock, her mouth sucked my shaft. I concentrated my tongue on the small pink erect nub of her clitoris. I stroked it, sucked it, gently ran my teeth over it. Her response was immediate. She ground her pussy onto my face. My efforts thankfully made me forget about her mouth on my cock. Rene gyrated and humped her body at me. I slid two fingers into her wet cunt, continued to suck at her clitty. Her hot cunt clutched at my hand. She orgasmed. Her body heaved, her cunt muscles spasmed. She came, and slowly her body relaxed.
It was only then, briefly, I had any real awareness of the sights and sounds around us. The air was filled with groans and moans, the slap of balls, the squish and squelch of hard meat in moist pussy; the sounds of sexual pleasure. To one side of us a guy pounded his cock into a very willing lady; on the other side a woman with bouncing boobs rode the hard prong of a heavy set hairy man beneath her.
I moved, turned, rolled Rene under me, and mounted her in the missionary position. Her legs bent up along her body, her knees near her boobs, her cunt tilted up as I slid easily into her tight wet depths. Our tongues intertwined. I pumped my cock slowly, steadily in and out of her cunt, her muscles grasped tight around my shaft. Together we naturally built up speed and intensity. Rene rocked herself up to meet my thrusts. She cried out, sucked at my tongue, clutched at my cock, and came again. The pressure built suddenly in my body, the cum pumped up through the core of my shaft, spurted into her cunt. Slowly we relaxed, cooled together. The cum ran out of her, over my shaft, onto my nuts, into the crack of her arse. We moved apart, kissed each other thanks, and decided to cruise the party separately.
As I stood up I proffered a hand to help Rene to her feet. Carefully we eased our way amongst the fucking couples on the mattresses around us. On the mattress behind ours Cherall was on her hands and knees, a look of ecstasy over her face; Sam grasped her around her waist, poked his cock at speed in and out of her gyrating pussy. Just over from them Bill buried himself inside the writhing Tammy.
I wandered out to the kitchen and had a quick drink of cold water. One other couple was there, chatting and quietly caressing. I admired her lovely tits and arse. They were too fascinated by each other to take much notice of me. I wondered how and where my wife Lisa was. I went to the lounge. No luck there. I tried the master bedroom. Bingo!
Two couples shared the king-sized bed, one couple Lisa with her partner Robert. Both men were on their backs, both women were on top, side by side riding the erect cocks that jutted into their cunts. As Lisa lifted off Robert I could see his large bulging shaft appear out of her cunt, his flesh glistening with her moisture. As she dropped down onto his meat her cunt gobbled him up as his thick length slid into her depths. She rested her hands on his chest for support. Robert’s fingers tweaked and stretched her long pink nipples. Perspiration had begun to sheen on her body. I left them in peace to their pleasure.
As I re-entered the second bedroom I saw Cherall on her back being fucked by a tall slim young man. She was in the groove of pleasure with him. Her body writhed under his cock. On an adjacent mattress Bill and Tammy were still intertwined together in an embrace of arms, legs, mouths and genitals. I noticed a woman alone, laying back, eyes closed in obvious recovery. Her legs were bent but spread well apart, shaved pussy on view. Her labia were large, swollen, fleshy flaps of flesh; they framed a long deep red gash of sex pooled with white spunk; the opening of her vaginal tunnel yawned into a deep red throat; her clit stood out like the tip of a small finger. I looked at her chest to see her stencilled name, Coral. Her massive breasts mounded up from her chest, thick nipples erect. I wondered, then acted; my hard cock helped me with my decision.
I knelt between Coral’s thighs. My tongue stroked noughts around her taut bud. Her body quivered. Her hands grasped the back of my head. The aroma of her sex wafted into my nostrils. I lapped my tongue along the fat flaps of her pussy, lusted over their size and thickness, tasted the cum nectar, nibbled on her hard erect clit. My cock throbbed itself to renewed hardness. Coral pulled my head into her sex, lifted her body to my face as I feasted and gorged on her gash. We quickly worked ourselves into a fuck frenzy. Her climax arrived, her body thrashed under me. Moisture flowed from her cunt. Greedily I sucked her juices.
Coral pulled my willing body upwards. Our mouths met. Her hand reached down between our bodies, grasped my hard cock, placed the knob into the open maw of her cunt; she used her hands on my arse to pull me to her. My thick shaft slid easily into her lovely large cunt. Her sex engulfed me. My cupped scrotum rested against the fat labia in the wide wet slot of her sex. Slowly I slid in and out of Coral’s large deep pussy. Slowly she rocked her awesome body in rhythm to my movements. Her arms around my back embraced me, her legs wrapped around my arse held me tightly, pulled me with passion into her depths. Her pussy squelched with wetness each time my cock entered her. Coral’s cunt muscles clasped my shaft, massaged my knob. Gradually the lust and heat between us caused a spontaneous increase in our fucking rhythm. The fierceness and intensity of our fuck built inexorably. Soon we were lost in the throes of pleasure. Coral humped herself at me, gyrated her sex around my cock, sucked my tongue into her groaning moaning mouth. I grunted with effort, sweat glistened on my body. Together we came, writhed and rolled in ecstasy. I needed to slake my thirst.
Cherall was back on her hands and knees, her face buried in the pussy of a dark haired small breasted woman, a slim bald headed man behind her slid his cock at speed into her gaping pink gash. Bill was nowhere to be seen. Lisa was on her back on an adjacent mattress. She sucked the cock of a guy who knelt beside her face while another man pounded his meat into her pussy.
A few people now stood in the kitchen and rested in the lounge. Wet pussies and dripping cock were abundant. Still no Bill. I wandered into the other bedroom. He was there, but too busy to talk. Bill was on his back in the middle of the bed, the sole male occupant. A lady in her mid thirties with thighs well spread either side of his face, hands holding onto the bedhead for support, rode his mouth with her pussy. Another woman, of medium build, straddled Bill’s lower belly. She faced his feet. His legs were bent and she supported herself with her hands on his knees. I stepped forward for a closer look at my friend; maybe he needed assistance. Between Bill’s thighs I saw his cock disappear into the woman’s cunt as she dropped down on him. When she lifted off his veined shaft reappeared, shiny and wet with her juice. I moved beside the bed. Bill’s face radiated lust. He sucked and tongued at the red fleshed snatch that ground itself over his nose and mouth. I watched Bill and his two companions for a few minutes. The sight stirred me. It was time to look for more action.
Lisa was in the lounge with a drink in her hand. Her face radiated happiness, contentment, lust. We checked that each was okay before I headed back to the second bedroom.
A number of people were still there, in all poses imaginable. There were a few pairs, but now also threesomes and foursomes. Cherall lay spreadeagled on one mattress by herself, resting, contemplating the crowd around her. She looked very content, very happy; but she also wore an expression that indicated what next. I grabbed a couple of pillows and lay on my side next to her. In answer to her question about Bill and Lisa I assured her they were both having a good time. As we quietly talked I reached out a hand and caressed Cherall’s body; her magnificent large breasts, long nipples, belly, shaved pussy with its beautiful labia and hard clit that seeped wetness. Cherall’s hand gently played with my half-hard cock and tight scrotum.
Our quiet conversation was interrupted by a raven-haired woman who lay herself alongside Cherall. Her stencilled breast gave her name as Julia. She was about our age, compact, medium sized breasts with brown fat nipples, smooth pussy. Julia’s hand joined mine in caressing Cherall. She leaned over Cherall and sucked at a nipple. I sucked the other. My hand between Cherall’s thighs encountered Julia’s hand, her fingers penetrating Cherall’s pussy, while my fingers drew circles around her clit. Cherall moaned. Julia moved. She straddled Cherall, her face between Cherall’s thighs, her pussy over Cherall’s mouth. I watched Cherall’s tongue play over Julia’s pussy, delve into the open pink crack of her sex. My cock throbbed.
I moved, knelt behind Julia’s rounded backside, looked with lust at her puckered anus, the spread labia of her open slit where Cherall delved her tongue. The knob of my cock easily slid into the gaping gash of her sex. My body hunched, my cock slithered completely into her depths, engulfed by her clutching cunt. I felt Cherall’s tongue caress the underside of my shaft, her lips move over my shaved balls. I reached my hands around Julia’s body, clasped her hanging breasts, gripped her long teats in thumb and forefinger. Julia’s head bobbed as she tongue stroked Cherall’s pussy. Cherall used her feet to lift her sex at Julia’s mouth. I shafted into Julia’s cunt who, in turn, thrust her bum back at me. We three gradually got ourselves into our groove of pleasure. It was Cherall’s mouth and tongue on Julia’s cunt and my cock that really turned me on. In spite of my activities earlier in the evening, which should have slowed me down, the thrill burbled through my lower belly. I just couldn’t wait for the two women. The cum pulsed through my shaft into Julia’s pussy.
I eased away from the pair. Bill stood just to one side, looking at us, stroking his hard cock. Knowing him as I do I guessed the sight of his wife Cherall excited him. He knelt behind Julia. Cherall saw him. She told to wait a minute. Cherall rolled Julia gently but purposefully over, so that their positions were now reversed, with Cherall on top. Both women renewed their oral ministrations. Bill knelt behind Cherall, entered her. His face took on a look of lust when Julia’s tongue found his cock. He plunged his cock in and out of his wife.
Nature called me away. Later in the lounge I found Lisa. We sat together and talked about our wonderful but exhausting evening; watched the passing parade of our party friends; waited for our companions Bill and Cherall. When they finally appeared we all agreed it was time to call it a night. We left happy, but all a little sore. We agreed our purple pills were just the ticket for such an evening of entertainment! We all looked forward to our next club visit later that week
Gillian our dark haired tall slim hostess for the night, whom we’d met on our initial visit, opened the door and made us welcome. Even though she’d seen them only three nights previously, she again checked our medical health certificates. As before she assured the four of us that some nervousness was a common feeling for attendees. We hung our clothes in the wardrobe of the main bedroom, submitted to having Gillian print our first names in small red textered letters above our right nipples, acquired a drink in the kitchen, and joined the nude party group gathered in the lounge.
They, like us, had their names neatly printed on their right boobs for ease of identification after the forgetfulness of the initial nervous introductions. The atmosphere of the group was warm, friendly and happy; most welcoming. It helped us relax. There were six couples present with four more due to arrive. 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. Initially no one was overtly sexual in behaviour, but still there was an undercurrent of excitement. It was nice to talk to nude ladies and be brushed by bare breasts and naked backsides as people moved about the room. It was an excellent pastime to admire the physical attributes of the party group!
It did not take long for everyone to finally arrive and complete introductions. There were twelve couples in total, ranging in age from thirty to fifty, with some couples of obvious disparate ages, and builds from heavy to slim; many, but not all, shaved. Gillian called for attention and gave out the additional rules for the evening; first she assured everyone that all present had a valid health certificate; the lounge was to be a social area only; no drinks in the bedrooms; the viewing room was shut for the night; and, after the initial round of swapping, no meant no. She said she intended to start the night’s activities with a draw of names, one woman to one man, to set events in motion. Once our first partner was identified we could proceed in our own time. I could not remember who was with whom anyway; just knew about we four, and our hostess Gillian and her partner Mark.
Of the people who concerned me most Lisa was the first name of the four of us drawn. She was partnered with a tall angular man, with balding brown hair, Robert; as he came up to her and kissed her on the cheek by way of personal reintroduction he wore a very happy smile; a long uncircumcised appendage swung between his legs. Lisa grinned when she met him. Bill came out of the draw next for our group, teamed up with a tall slim woman; Tammy had long black hair and a happy face, and lovely massive boobs. Cherall drew herself a large olive skinned thickset man, with a mane of black hair, smiling white teeth, and a thick meaty cock drooping down from a chunky set of big back haired balls. Sam squeezed her breast as he greeted her. Even though I began to be slightly concerned that I had not yet heard my name I did not get left out. Rene, a tiny short but well rounded black haired Filipina woman of about thirty, with bouncy breasts and a jaunty vibrant disposition was named as my partner. I left the others, introduced myself to her again, and kissed her on the cheek. Rene took my hand, drew me close to her so that our bodies touched. I asked her if I could get her a drink. No, she was fine; she suggested we head for the second bedroom where there was plenty of bed space; she liked the mirror too she confided, and mature Aussie men like me!
I immediately noticed that there were four king-sized mattresses on the floor, in lieu of the two from a few nights ago; no satin sheets this time, but cool coloured cottons; and heaps of pillows. Space for everyone, nearly! There were already three couples on the mattresses, in various stages of sexual activity. Rene led me to one of the two mattresses abutting the mirrored wall. There was a couple using our chosen mattress, but there was plenty of space for us to share.
We lay together, caressed, kissed, touched, explored. Her demeanour was energetic, active. Rene did not lie back passively in wait for my lead. As I kissed her body, she kissed mine. Her smooth olive skin felt erotic to my hands, mouth and body. She slid her body over mine in exploration. Her brown nipples distended under my tongue. I kissed my way down her belly, thighs, toes. We ended up in a sixty-nine pose, her on top, as our mouths and hands wandered over each other. My fingers parted her labia, my tongue delved into her aromatic sex slit. Her pubic bush was black, but only a few tendrils of hair grew on each side of her slit. Her body responded to my tongue. Her hands massaged my balls, her tongue lapped the head of my cock, her mouth sucked my shaft. I concentrated my tongue on the small pink erect nub of her clitoris. I stroked it, sucked it, gently ran my teeth over it. Her response was immediate. She ground her pussy onto my face. My efforts thankfully made me forget about her mouth on my cock. Rene gyrated and humped her body at me. I slid two fingers into her wet cunt, continued to suck at her clitty. Her hot cunt clutched at my hand. She orgasmed. Her body heaved, her cunt muscles spasmed. She came, and slowly her body relaxed.
It was only then, briefly, I had any real awareness of the sights and sounds around us. The air was filled with groans and moans, the slap of balls, the squish and squelch of hard meat in moist pussy; the sounds of sexual pleasure. To one side of us a guy pounded his cock into a very willing lady; on the other side a woman with bouncing boobs rode the hard prong of a heavy set hairy man beneath her.
I moved, turned, rolled Rene under me, and mounted her in the missionary position. Her legs bent up along her body, her knees near her boobs, her cunt tilted up as I slid easily into her tight wet depths. Our tongues intertwined. I pumped my cock slowly, steadily in and out of her cunt, her muscles grasped tight around my shaft. Together we naturally built up speed and intensity. Rene rocked herself up to meet my thrusts. She cried out, sucked at my tongue, clutched at my cock, and came again. The pressure built suddenly in my body, the cum pumped up through the core of my shaft, spurted into her cunt. Slowly we relaxed, cooled together. The cum ran out of her, over my shaft, onto my nuts, into the crack of her arse. We moved apart, kissed each other thanks, and decided to cruise the party separately.
As I stood up I proffered a hand to help Rene to her feet. Carefully we eased our way amongst the fucking couples on the mattresses around us. On the mattress behind ours Cherall was on her hands and knees, a look of ecstasy over her face; Sam grasped her around her waist, poked his cock at speed in and out of her gyrating pussy. Just over from them Bill buried himself inside the writhing Tammy.
I wandered out to the kitchen and had a quick drink of cold water. One other couple was there, chatting and quietly caressing. I admired her lovely tits and arse. They were too fascinated by each other to take much notice of me. I wondered how and where my wife Lisa was. I went to the lounge. No luck there. I tried the master bedroom. Bingo!
Two couples shared the king-sized bed, one couple Lisa with her partner Robert. Both men were on their backs, both women were on top, side by side riding the erect cocks that jutted into their cunts. As Lisa lifted off Robert I could see his large bulging shaft appear out of her cunt, his flesh glistening with her moisture. As she dropped down onto his meat her cunt gobbled him up as his thick length slid into her depths. She rested her hands on his chest for support. Robert’s fingers tweaked and stretched her long pink nipples. Perspiration had begun to sheen on her body. I left them in peace to their pleasure.
As I re-entered the second bedroom I saw Cherall on her back being fucked by a tall slim young man. She was in the groove of pleasure with him. Her body writhed under his cock. On an adjacent mattress Bill and Tammy were still intertwined together in an embrace of arms, legs, mouths and genitals. I noticed a woman alone, laying back, eyes closed in obvious recovery. Her legs were bent but spread well apart, shaved pussy on view. Her labia were large, swollen, fleshy flaps of flesh; they framed a long deep red gash of sex pooled with white spunk; the opening of her vaginal tunnel yawned into a deep red throat; her clit stood out like the tip of a small finger. I looked at her chest to see her stencilled name, Coral. Her massive breasts mounded up from her chest, thick nipples erect. I wondered, then acted; my hard cock helped me with my decision.
I knelt between Coral’s thighs. My tongue stroked noughts around her taut bud. Her body quivered. Her hands grasped the back of my head. The aroma of her sex wafted into my nostrils. I lapped my tongue along the fat flaps of her pussy, lusted over their size and thickness, tasted the cum nectar, nibbled on her hard erect clit. My cock throbbed itself to renewed hardness. Coral pulled my head into her sex, lifted her body to my face as I feasted and gorged on her gash. We quickly worked ourselves into a fuck frenzy. Her climax arrived, her body thrashed under me. Moisture flowed from her cunt. Greedily I sucked her juices.
Coral pulled my willing body upwards. Our mouths met. Her hand reached down between our bodies, grasped my hard cock, placed the knob into the open maw of her cunt; she used her hands on my arse to pull me to her. My thick shaft slid easily into her lovely large cunt. Her sex engulfed me. My cupped scrotum rested against the fat labia in the wide wet slot of her sex. Slowly I slid in and out of Coral’s large deep pussy. Slowly she rocked her awesome body in rhythm to my movements. Her arms around my back embraced me, her legs wrapped around my arse held me tightly, pulled me with passion into her depths. Her pussy squelched with wetness each time my cock entered her. Coral’s cunt muscles clasped my shaft, massaged my knob. Gradually the lust and heat between us caused a spontaneous increase in our fucking rhythm. The fierceness and intensity of our fuck built inexorably. Soon we were lost in the throes of pleasure. Coral humped herself at me, gyrated her sex around my cock, sucked my tongue into her groaning moaning mouth. I grunted with effort, sweat glistened on my body. Together we came, writhed and rolled in ecstasy. I needed to slake my thirst.
Cherall was back on her hands and knees, her face buried in the pussy of a dark haired small breasted woman, a slim bald headed man behind her slid his cock at speed into her gaping pink gash. Bill was nowhere to be seen. Lisa was on her back on an adjacent mattress. She sucked the cock of a guy who knelt beside her face while another man pounded his meat into her pussy.
A few people now stood in the kitchen and rested in the lounge. Wet pussies and dripping cock were abundant. Still no Bill. I wandered into the other bedroom. He was there, but too busy to talk. Bill was on his back in the middle of the bed, the sole male occupant. A lady in her mid thirties with thighs well spread either side of his face, hands holding onto the bedhead for support, rode his mouth with her pussy. Another woman, of medium build, straddled Bill’s lower belly. She faced his feet. His legs were bent and she supported herself with her hands on his knees. I stepped forward for a closer look at my friend; maybe he needed assistance. Between Bill’s thighs I saw his cock disappear into the woman’s cunt as she dropped down on him. When she lifted off his veined shaft reappeared, shiny and wet with her juice. I moved beside the bed. Bill’s face radiated lust. He sucked and tongued at the red fleshed snatch that ground itself over his nose and mouth. I watched Bill and his two companions for a few minutes. The sight stirred me. It was time to look for more action.
Lisa was in the lounge with a drink in her hand. Her face radiated happiness, contentment, lust. We checked that each was okay before I headed back to the second bedroom.
A number of people were still there, in all poses imaginable. There were a few pairs, but now also threesomes and foursomes. Cherall lay spreadeagled on one mattress by herself, resting, contemplating the crowd around her. She looked very content, very happy; but she also wore an expression that indicated what next. I grabbed a couple of pillows and lay on my side next to her. In answer to her question about Bill and Lisa I assured her they were both having a good time. As we quietly talked I reached out a hand and caressed Cherall’s body; her magnificent large breasts, long nipples, belly, shaved pussy with its beautiful labia and hard clit that seeped wetness. Cherall’s hand gently played with my half-hard cock and tight scrotum.
Our quiet conversation was interrupted by a raven-haired woman who lay herself alongside Cherall. Her stencilled breast gave her name as Julia. She was about our age, compact, medium sized breasts with brown fat nipples, smooth pussy. Julia’s hand joined mine in caressing Cherall. She leaned over Cherall and sucked at a nipple. I sucked the other. My hand between Cherall’s thighs encountered Julia’s hand, her fingers penetrating Cherall’s pussy, while my fingers drew circles around her clit. Cherall moaned. Julia moved. She straddled Cherall, her face between Cherall’s thighs, her pussy over Cherall’s mouth. I watched Cherall’s tongue play over Julia’s pussy, delve into the open pink crack of her sex. My cock throbbed.
I moved, knelt behind Julia’s rounded backside, looked with lust at her puckered anus, the spread labia of her open slit where Cherall delved her tongue. The knob of my cock easily slid into the gaping gash of her sex. My body hunched, my cock slithered completely into her depths, engulfed by her clutching cunt. I felt Cherall’s tongue caress the underside of my shaft, her lips move over my shaved balls. I reached my hands around Julia’s body, clasped her hanging breasts, gripped her long teats in thumb and forefinger. Julia’s head bobbed as she tongue stroked Cherall’s pussy. Cherall used her feet to lift her sex at Julia’s mouth. I shafted into Julia’s cunt who, in turn, thrust her bum back at me. We three gradually got ourselves into our groove of pleasure. It was Cherall’s mouth and tongue on Julia’s cunt and my cock that really turned me on. In spite of my activities earlier in the evening, which should have slowed me down, the thrill burbled through my lower belly. I just couldn’t wait for the two women. The cum pulsed through my shaft into Julia’s pussy.
I eased away from the pair. Bill stood just to one side, looking at us, stroking his hard cock. Knowing him as I do I guessed the sight of his wife Cherall excited him. He knelt behind Julia. Cherall saw him. She told to wait a minute. Cherall rolled Julia gently but purposefully over, so that their positions were now reversed, with Cherall on top. Both women renewed their oral ministrations. Bill knelt behind Cherall, entered her. His face took on a look of lust when Julia’s tongue found his cock. He plunged his cock in and out of his wife.
Nature called me away. Later in the lounge I found Lisa. We sat together and talked about our wonderful but exhausting evening; watched the passing parade of our party friends; waited for our companions Bill and Cherall. When they finally appeared we all agreed it was time to call it a night. We left happy, but all a little sore. We agreed our purple pills were just the ticket for such an evening of entertainment! We all looked forward to our next club visit later that week
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