TITLE    : Kristy's Sexual Pilgrimage
STORYID  : kristys-sexual-pilgrimage_2002
SUMMARY  : Woman explores sexual curiosities before marriage.
AUTHOR   : Wolf Bennington@lit
DATE     : 2002-03-17
CATEGORY : erotic-couplings
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |none|


I can never seem to get enough of my lover, Kristy. Though she is not what some men find to be attractive, I say it's their loss. At five feet ten inches tall, my Kristy is what women are meant to be: she is healthy, not skinny, not fat, properly curvaceous, tanned, smooth skinned, delicious to taste in every way and insatiable in her appetite for new experiences. Until we met and started going out, she had been expanding her life's experiences in the work place, socially with friends and via the internet for reading about others sexual adventures. Soon after we met, I realized that she had limited sexual experience, but was curious and had so many fantasies we'd spend countless hours fulfilling them.



Having been together for about six months, I was starting to believe that this was indeed a woman I could commit my life to and was considering asking her to marry me. I held back though for several reasons: As excited and happy as I believed she'd be, I wasn't sure if her open-mindedness for sexual adventure would continue after we'd taken our vows, and I didn't want to deprive her of any of the adventures I knew she'd enjoy. Further, I wanted to be sure&hellip;. I'd been married and divorced. I didn't want us to rush into anything that we regretted in any way weeks, months or even years later.



So, true to our policy of "complete honesty", I breeched the subject with my love and we discussed it openly. As I had thought, she was more than excited about the idea of getting married and was ecstatic that I had planned to propose. She also agreed, though, that she was unsure of how her outlook would be affected by our marriage and she wasn't sure that she was ready to be "tied down" yet. Though she was completely happy in our relationship, she was also enjoying some of the conditions we'd set.



Early on in our relationship, when we first began our sexual interactions, she told me that her experience was limited. Between the two of us it didn't remain limited and in the six months we'd been together we'd made love in a countless number of places, indoors, outdoors, in "risky" places where we might be seen&hellip;. We'd enjoyed phone sex, cyber sex, and I'd helped her shop on line for her first "toy"&hellip; an eight-inch nicely thick anatomically correct vibrator/dildo. Many an evening phone call passed with me listening to that buzzing noise mixed with Kristy's moans of deep pleasure as she stimulated herself through five or six intense climaxes.



Still, there was much that she was curious about that we had not explored. I had written stories to match the fantasies she'd shared with me, and she'd masturbated often while reading them and imagining herself in those scenarios. Still, she wanted to see how many of them she could safely make come true. During the course of our conversation we agreed that I would help her all I could to fulfill as many of her fantasies that we could. She also agreed that she would attempt to fulfill a few of mine if it could be arranged. The planning stages took several weeks, as we both had fantasies about threesomes and we had to advertise, review and select participants. Further, to meet some other fantasies, more research had to be done and plans made.



As things worked out, we decided to try to fulfill as many fantasies that weekend as we could while allowing for adequate time alone as well as sleep, food, showers, etc.. Still, it was going to be a busy weekend. For safety's sake, we'd also agreed that no matter which fantasy my lover was fulfilling (of hers), I would accompany her and always be in her presence, even if I wasn't a participant. That way she would feel safer being so intimately exposed and vulnerable to whoever the other participants were.



So, as things worked out, from the time we actually conceived the idea to the weekend where we made it a reality, almost seven weeks had passed. During that seven weeks we enjoyed each other immensely and were seemingly constantly horny due to the planning and anticipation. As part of the process, we'd taken several carefully posed, very explicit photos of ourselves in various states of undress and interaction. I especially enjoyed taking the pictures of her pleasuring herself with her vibrator/dildo&hellip;. And she told me how much she liked getting multiple photos of my cum as it jetted from my erection&hellip;. After hearing that comment from her I had to express my own appreciation for the photos I had of my cum splattered across her hard nipples and flushed chest. As you can tell, we had a great deal of fun "in the process" of planning the weekend, but the weekend itself was still more fun.



That Friday afternoon at one I picked up my love at her house. The greeting I received was much the same as it was anytime we had planned time away together. When I pulled up in front of the house, I got about half way up the walk before Kristy came out the door. She half ran down the walk to meet me, running into my arms and meeting me in a kiss. The kiss was deep, intense and passionate, yet full of warm emotion that let me know how much she had missed me. I had my bags packed and stowed in the back of my jeep and she had hers sitting on the front porch. We walked together to get them, stopping only long enough for her to call in the door to her mom to let her know she was leaving.



With Kristy's bags also stowed in the back of my jeep, we departed for what we both knew was going to be an extra-ordinary weekend. Although my lover had played an intricate part in the planning, she wasn't fully aware of the list of fantasies that formed our "goal" for the weekend, nor did she know in what order they would be fulfilled. She had a good idea of the ones we'd discussed and that I was looking forward to helping her fulfill, but she was still unaware of events enough to be constantly energized and nervous in that excited anticipatory kind of way.



For obvious reasons, we'd decided not to celebrate this weekend together in our own hometown, but instead traveled about two hours to a fairly large town in the next state. It was somewhat of a tourist spot and everyone that we had contacted as potential participants knew how to get there. Our first stop, at just after three that Friday afternoon, was at our hotel. I had selected a fairly posh place to stay as I wanted plenty of room for all of our activities and always wanted my lover to be comfortable. I had made reservations for a suite and the bellhop who also handled our bags escorted us to it.



The room was sublime. Through the entryway was the living room which had a small kitchenette attached. The living room was semi-divided by a half-wall, separating the eating area from the lounging area. The "dining area" had a table large enough for four to eat with plenty of room, and over-stuffed armless chairs at every place setting. The living room itself had a queen size fold out sofa, love seat, coffee table, two end tables and the entertainment unit, which housed a large screen television, and a nice stereo set. Stepping through the living room brought us to the bedroom, which had been designed around the king size bed supported on an oak four-post frame. Off the bedroom were two things: the bathroom which had a Jacuzzi tub and separate shower, and the patio which was about ten feet deep and twenty feet wide, fourteen stories above ground level. There were no other buildings close, so no one could really see anything that happened on the patio unless we were leaning over the rail OR they were leaning over and looking down from the floor above us.



Kristy was quite pleased by the room and let me know in her hug, her kiss and with soft words. Typical for our weekends away, we just about dropped our bags and jumped on each other. The two hours we'd spent in the jeep thinking about being alone, added to the weeks of planning our carnal weekend, had us so frustrated that we both knew it would take little for us to explode.



We didn't even get fully undressed&hellip;. Our hunger was so great that our passionate embrace held as our hands gained access. My hands worked at her jeans, and hers at mine. We worked frantically, consumed with desire as our tongues wrestled and our breathing became desperate. With her pants unbuttoned and unzipped, I pushed them as far as I could down her thighs&hellip;.. she is so muscular yet so soft&hellip; I only got them to just above her knees. When she had undone my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down my zipper, she pushed my jeans down as well, again getting them to just above my knees.



Together we fell onto the bed, a tangle of uncoordinated limbs, our mouths still locked together, our hands searching out our union. I could feel her hands grasping for my erect manhood as my own hands lifted her legs and delved into her wetness. My lover was quite drenched and I could feel my hardness throbbing in need. Together we pushed and pulled, our mouths separated by necessity, until I sank my length into her heated depths, plunging to complete penetration in a single stroke. Our positioning must have appeared unique to say the least. She was on her back, her legs folded up in front of her, and her arms reaching down to grasp my hips as I moved. I was above her, on my knees and hands, with my chest basically resting against the back of her legs, looking over the crotch of her lowered jeans into her eyes.



As we continued to move her eyes glazed over in pleasure and I felt her pussy spasm in the first orgasm of our weekend, clutching my swollen cock as if to milk it as we made love. When the first beads of sweat broke out on my forehead her second climax washed over her and I saw her upper chest, cleavage and neck flush as it consumed her whole being. As her moans indicated it was ending I was surprised to hear her third just beginning and knew that my own was imminent. I tried to increase the speed of my thrusts as I came, pushing her over the brink as well. When my balls tightened and my cock spat, I could barely move at all, staying buried within her velvety hot sex and feeling the friction of my cockhead as it moved within her with each pulse of cum that flowed&hellip;..



As our orgasms passed, I nearly collapsed beside her, my cock plopping from within her sex and her legs falling unceremoniously onto the bed. We were both out of breath and yet fully hungry for more. We were well aware that this was merely the beginning; the appetizer if you will. The weekend; the next forty-eight hours, would be sex-adventure filled and we looked forward to every moment of it.



When our breathing had returned to normal, we held each other, kissed and giggled at our impatience. Knowing that we were going to have to shower, we finished undressing before we unpacked our bathroom necessities. I have to admit that I enjoyed watching her move around the bedroom and bathroom with my cum flowing from between her swollen pink lips and streaking down the insides of her thighs. At one point, she caught me watching her and immediately stopped what she was doing. She turned her back to me, bent at the waist while spreading her feet apart to give me a delectable view of her ass, pussy and legs. I saw one of her hands reach down between her thighs, scoop up the length of one drool of cum&hellip;. And then she stood up, turning to face me and putting those cum drenched fingers into her mouth, there to lick and suck them clean.



When she had gotten all of the cum off of them, she stepped to me, hugged me close and gave me an open-mouth tongue and flavor filled kiss that lasted for several minutes. By the time she broke away, my cock was twitching with new life and I was looking forward to taking a shower with her. By the same token, I was also dismayed, because I knew that we had somewhat of a timeline to operate by and I didn't think we'd have time to play in the shower. Then again, I reassured myself, tonight, tomorrow and Sunday morning would be more sexual fun than we'd had in a long time.



With that thought on my mind, I started the shower and invited my lover to join me, still reveling in every step she took and every view I enjoyed. The weekend was going to be lots of fun indeed.



Kristy's Sexual Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Two



When we got out of the shower, my lover asked me if there was any particular way she should dress since she was unaware of what the evening held. I helped her pick out her clothes, selecting a matching pair of lavender silk panties and bra topped by a knee-length skirt, white silk blouse and thigh high black stockings. The skirt itself was a dark shade of gray and blended the black stockings into the white blouse fairly well. Due to already being so tall, she wore shoes with no heals, but I thought she looked outrageously beautiful anyway. Then again, I think she's beautiful in jeans and a sweatshirt. As a final touch, she put her hair up in a style that didn't look like it was tight, but didn't allow her long hair to hang free either. What it did was expose her neck enough to make me constantly think about kissing it, sucking it, etc..



I dressed in casual clothing suited for a night out on the town; clean jeans, a nice polo shirt, my "nice" tennis shoes that almost looked like loafers. With my beard appropriately trimmed and the rest of my face/neck clean-shaven, we headed out to begin my lover's weekend excursion. Our first stop, which we reached at about six was a nice restaurant where we enjoyed a seafood dinner. The conversation was light, though filled with sexual innuendoes. I suggested that we both eat small meals as we didn't want to feel bloated and my lover had that twinkle in her eye that let me know she understood completely.



We finished dinner at about seven-thirty and drove to a nearby nightclub that featured "erotic dancers". Kristy smiled as we approached the door and then stopped to hug me when she saw the sign that said, "Amateur Night Tonight: Top Prize $1000". I had been to this club before and knew some things that she didn't, but to dance naked in public was one of the fantasies we had selected for her to fulfill and this would allow it. Once inside, I paid a cover charge for myself, and in lieu of a cover charge for my lover, she filled out the amateur dance entry form. We were told that she was scheduled to dance at nine-fifteen and that she'd have fifteen minutes on the floor. She had to pick out her own songs; four of them that totaled close to fifteen minutes. One of the rules was that if the music ran out before her fifteen minutes was up, she had to keep dancing to the time limit anyway or be disqualified. If the music went past the fifteen minutes, it would just be cut off at the time limit and her dance ended. The other rules were that she could only stop moving in between songs, for the length of time that it took the CD changer to change songs.



The structure of the contest was such that all amateur dancers were allowed fifteen minutes on the public stage. There were actually two stages and two hours allotted for the initial portion of the contest. That meant that they could accommodate up to sixteen entries. At the end of the two hours, a vote would be taken "in the house" to select two finalists. Those two finalists would dance in a private room for the club owner, with only their escorts allowed to be in attendance. The club owner would have final say on the winner. The second place winner got $500 and the winner got $1000. As a final piece of information, the entry form said that costumes could be selected from the club's wardrobe, but my lover chose to go on stage in what she was wearing.



Since we had almost an hour to kill before my lover got her turn on stage, we selected a table close to the stage where she could watch her competition. In between drinks, we studied the CD changer and picked out a selection of songs that she thought she could put on a good show to. We had to whittle the list down to four and then pick the right order. That all done, we were able to enjoy our drinks and watch the dancers. Some of those ladies were built pretty well, and all of them knew how to display their body for a receptive audience. Every now and then when I glanced over at Kristy, I caught her staring hard at one of the dancer's pussy, or licking her lips while she watched the various women dance.



As the dancer immediately before Kristy climbed onto the stage, my lover leaned over into me and said, "I am so nervous, but so excited." She giggled and breathed before continuing. "I hope the wet spot in my panties doesn't show on stage." My reply made her stop and think. "I'd worry more about your juices shining on your thighs." The comment served to remind her, as if it wasn't obvious from all the previous dancers, that she was going to get completely naked in front of this club full of strangers and dance to display her body in the most provocative manner possible.



Close to the end of the on-stage dancer's fourth song, I leaned over to give my lover a hug and a kiss. "Good luck," I said to her with a smile. "Just remember that this is about having fun. Relax and show yourself as if you live for it."



"Hell," she replied. "Right now, I am!"



Less than thirty seconds later the song ended and my lover was getting to her feet to step up onto the stage. As her first song began and she moved to the center of the stage, the crowd broke out into a loud cheer in obvious appreciation for her build and how she was dressed. Her first song was full of bass, had many change-overs and a fairly quick tempo. Kristy and I had discussed how fast she should or shouldn't undress so as to have the best impact on the audience, and we had agreed that she should lose her clothes at a specific rate: first song, shoes and stockings allowing views of her thighs and panties; second song, blouse and shirt doing a lot of bending and swiveling; third song, bra early and panties late&hellip;. Fourth song completely naked and giving everyone close to the stage ample views of her pussy as she spread her thighs showing them her pink wetness.



My lover followed the timing perfectly and the audience loved it as she kicked off her shoes at the beginning of the first song. I know that I don't have that much grace, but Kristy moved perfectly in sync to the rhythm of the song as she first removed her right stocking, shooting it at me, and then her second stocking, dropping it in the middle of the stage. As she removed each stocking, she stood in the front of the stage, put her foot high up on the surrounding rail, pulled her skirt up to her hips to show plenty of her crotch, and then eased the stocking down her thigh as the watchers ogled the moist patch plainly visible in the crotch of her silk panties.



During the music change, she stood in front of me breathing hard and smiling a wide smile, taking a quick drink of my beer before her second song started. As the music began she matched the sounds, unbuttoning her blouse before taking it off and pushing her bra-clad chest out at many of the smiling patrons. The shirt landed in front of me on the table and as she twitched away Kristy flipped up the back of her skirt giving me a teasing glance at her sweet ass encased in purple silk. By the end of the song she had wiggled and squirmed after unzipping the skirt, causing it to fall from her sexy hips. Hooked on one foot she kicked that off to our table as well now dancing in front of this boisterous crowd in only her lavender silk underwear.



Again, during the break, she came to get a swig of my beer and told me, "I'm so wet. I love you!" I had faith that the weekend was going to turn out terrific indeed and then my lover was off to move to the music of the third song. She spent the first half teasingly removing her bra by unhooking it, holding it on, allowing quick peeks at her nipples and then pulling it back. Finally she bent over one man who was standing in front of center stage, put her chest basically in his face and then just dropped the bra. With a wiggle and some swing, she hit the man directly on both cheeks with either bouncing tit before gyrating back to the middle of the dance floor, moving to the cheers of the audience.

<hr pg="2" />The last two minutes of the song saw my lover moving with thumbs hooked into the hips at her panties, pulling down and then up either side, again offering those teases&hellip; A couple times she moved over to on-lookers to push her hips toward their face as she pulled aside the crotch of her panties to give them a view of her bush. Again, with perfect timing, just as the song ended, she pushed her panties down, bent lock-kneed at the waist, front center stage with her ass pointed at the audience, giving everyone there a good view of her sexy well rounded delicious ass and her pouty dripping wet pussy.



During the break between the third and fourth songs, she didn't come over to me. I knew she was having a good time as she strutted naked around the stage jiggling her tits for the crowd and letting all of those sitting close see the dampness in her crotch. And then the fourth song started. For the remaining three minutes my lover danced energetically around the stage, moving provocatively and in positions, which promoted clear views of her most private parts. Near the end of her time, she danced over in front of me, turned and bet to look at me between her legs, running one hand up the inside of her thigh to her sex, there to quickly push two fingers deep into herself. When she stood up, she pulled the fingers out and ran them up the front of her body between her breasts and to her mouth. The entire crowd could see the slick trail of pussy juice her fingers left up her abdomen and between her full chest and the loudest cheer I'd heard all night erupted when she put those fingers in her mouth to suck them clean.



Promptly at the end of the fifteen minutes the music stopped and Kristy waved to the audience as she picked up her bra and one lone stocking before stepping off the stage. I greeted her at the bottom of the steps and she gave me a big hug, deep kiss and warm smile. She walked back to our table naked and shook hands with several people on the way, again giving them all a good view of her body as she moved. Once to our table, she started to redress, and I suggested that she limit what she put on to her skirt, blouse, stockings and shoes. When she asked why I told her that she might very well be dancing for the club owner in the finals. I don't think she thought she had that much of a chance, but the audience was very positive toward her, she was enjoying being naked and realized that the worst thing that would happen would be that she'd spend the rest of the evening with me, and whatever I had planned, with no barrier obstructing entrance to her now saturated sex.



With all that in mind, she pulled on her stockings, then her shoes, then her blouse and lastly her skirt. Dressed in this fashion, she hugged me again and sat down to enjoy a few drinks before we'd find out whether or not she made it to the finals. Even if she didn't, I'd certainly enjoyed the show, my lover had fulfilled a fantasy and the weekend was off to a strong start.



Kristy's Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Three



Just before ten, as the final dancer was performing her act, one of the waitresses came to our table and told Kristy that she was needed over next to the stage. They had actually only had fourteen entrants in the amateur dance contest and the last one was just finishing up. As soon as she was finished, they would apparently all get on stage and the audible vote would be taken. I was actually surprised to see the doorman with a decibel meter that he would use to measure the crowds response. On a black board mounted on the wall just to the side of the stage, the names of the contestants were listed with a column for their decibel readings. The two finalists would be obvious as the readings were listed.



The last dancer was a young lady named Lissa who was a medium tall blond. As I found out during her dance, she was a natural blond and kept herself trimmed close. She was muscular in appearance without being "cut" like bodybuilders are. Overall, she was very attractive, energetic and fun to watch. As soon as Lissa's fourth song was cut off at the fifteen-minute mark, the other contestants were ushered onto the stage. They didn't even give the her time to pull on any clothing, simply lining everyone up next to her, as she stood there naked. Still, she didn't seem to mind and it probably would help her with the audience when the time came. As the girls are trooped onto the stage, I saw that Kristy was at the head of the line, and that put her right next to the still-naked Lissa. I had a small measure of concern about that, but it was relieved when Kristy got to her spot, smiling and waving at the audience. The audience really roared when she flipped up the front of her skirt giving them a quick flash of her bush. That was my lover, getting the most out of living this fantasy. I didn't blame her and was, in fact, glad that she was enjoying the experience to its very edge.



The club manager came up on stage and said a few words about the group of amateur dancers, gave some nice compliments and then encouraged the audience to remember that the overall loudness of their cheers was what would determine the finalists. The last thing the manager said before moving was that the two finalists would be dancing for him privately and that the selected winner would then come back out to the stage to perform a ten-minute set. With that, he started up the line, standing behind the dancers, saying their name and raising his hand behind their head. With each one, the doorman would take his meter readings, register the max decibel level and then write it on the chalkboard. Given that the club was medium size and fairly well filled, I wasn't surprised to see the noise levels comparing to those of crowds at sports events.



The first dancer registered an 81.6. From there, the readings were as follows: #2 was 80.5; #3 was 82.4; #4 was 78.6; #5 was 82.3; #6 was 81.5; #7 was 82.1; #8 was 79.0; #9 was 80.5; #10 was 82.3; #11 was 80.8; #12 was 82.1. That brought the manager up behind Kristy with the highest readings on the board set at 82.4 and two dancers tied at 82.3. When the manager raised his hand behind Kristy's head, the crowd erupted and I did all I could yelling, stomping my feet and slamming my beer bottle on the tabletop. When the crowd noise finally died down, the doorman posted a reading of 83.1 for my lover, which put her in as a finalist even if the last dancer beat the reading. The final reading was indeed an 83.3, and I still believe that it was due to the fact that Lissa was still standing there naked.



So, my lover and Lissa were the finalists and expected to dance privately for the manager. Lissa was given a few minutes to put on whatever clothing she chose, and then she and Kristy were directed to a back room. One of the waitresses came over to ask me if I wanted to go along, since the rules allowed for the dancer's escort to be present while she danced for the manager. Of course I wanted to go and so grabbed what was left of my beer to take along.



Inside the manager's private dance audition room, Kristy gave me a big hug; huge smile and a warm lingering kiss that let me know how excited she was. Since Lissa had actually won the highest reading or "score", the manager announced that she would dance first. The rest of us, Kristy and I and Lissa's boyfriend, were all invited to sit and watch with him. We were situated off to one side that provided us a clear view of the dance area, the manager where he sat and the music/slighting equipment arranged along one wall.



The manager, whose name was Kurt, was a fairly nice looking guy. He was just a little taller than my five foot ten inches and obviously spent a fair share of his time at the gym. He had an olive complexion, had dark hair, and was clean-shaven and dressed comfortably. Before he sat down, he addressed Kristy and Lissa to give them a few additional rules.



"First, ladies," he started off, "I'd like to congratulate you on your becoming finalists. I enjoy making the selection of winners myself for obvious reasons. Being the manager of this club has this, the single most interesting perk: I get to enjoy lap dances. Out there on stage," he gestured toward the door, "you weren't allowed to leave the stage. In this room, the whole room and everyone in it are your stage." He paused to breath and to let them consider his words. "You may dance on the floor, tables, chairs, laps of anyone in here or in any fashion that does not do damage to any of the furniture for that matter." He paused again. "At the end of your ten minutes, I will give you a score between one and one hundred which will determine your final standing. Any questions?"



Lissa half raised her hand and said, "Are there any restrictions on touching while we dance?"



"Absolutely not," Kurt replied with a smile. "Everyone in this room is here by choice, is free to leave, and by staying gives their permission to be danced on and touched by the dancers in any way they see fit." Lissa looked quite pleased with that answer as did my darling Kristy. "Any other questions?" Kurt asked. "No? Then Lissa, select your music and your ten minutes starts when the music does." With that, he sat down in a comfortable chair that had no arms, I assumed to facilitate the lap-dancing, and the rest of us found our seats as well. Kristy sat between Lissa's boyfriend and I and looked as interested in seeing Lissa dance I the rest of us.



Lissa was wearing a dress I can only describe as a slinky&hellip; it had a zipper down the back, stopped just below her hips and was dark blue in color. When she danced on stage she had worn a matching bra and panties set beneath it, but I'd watched her redress and was sure she didn't have anything on beneath it this time. With only three songs as the limit this time, I wondered what her strategy would be as far as timing the removal of her dress and approaching Kurt. My answers came soon enough&hellip;.



The first song saw Lissa teasingly remove her dress after giving plenty of good views of her pussy and ass by lifting the dress in time to the music, swaying all the while. Through the second song, Lissa danced in front of and all over the three of us watching her. She started with her boyfriend, rubbing her chest in his face and riding her crotch up and down on his. Then she moved on to entertain Kristy&hellip;. Something I enjoyed quite a bit! Kristy never moved or lost her smile as Lissa shook her tits with the hard little nipples right in my lover's face. In fact, I'm sure that those hard nipples brushed over and across Kristy's cheeks and mouth, but Kristy just smiled, not taking any bate.



Lissa then moved on to myself&hellip;. Straddling my lap and rubbing her crotch against mine as she writhed to the music. When the second song ended, she left me abruptly and was right in front of Kurt when the third, and last, song started. Lissa spent all of the remaining time of her third song dancing, well basically, ON Kurt. She spent a good deal of time rubbing her tits against his face and when he stuck out his tongue, she made sure both her nipples rubbed across the wet, warm and rough surface of it.



The way Lissa danced on Kurt even made my dick hard as I watched her turn her back to him, bend over to put her hands on her knees, arch her back and ride his crotch with her own. After doing that for several long agonizing seconds, she moved away and I could see the wet streaks on Kurt's pants left by Lissa's sex. Overall, her dance was very energetic, and seemed well choreographed to match the music she'd chosen. At the ten minute mark, her music stopped and she stopped in a bow in front of Kurt.



"Very nice," he complimented her with some soft applause. Then he turned to Kristy. "Are you ready?"



"Absolutely," she said with a smile and stepped over to pick her music. Lissa took the now empty seat between her boyfriend and I, but didn't bother to put on a single stitch of clothing, instead choosing to watch "the competition" in her birthday suit.



Kristy was already standing "center stage" in front of Kurt when her music started. My lover moved very well to the music, dancing and gyrating around the room as she undressed. Her shoes never left the middle of the room, her blouse ended up in Lissa's lap, and her skirt ended up in Kurt's! I have to admit that I greatly enjoyed watching my lover dance and undress in front of Lissa. Kristy was quite brazen as she unbuttoned her blouse and played peek-a-boo with her tits just inches from Lissa's watching eyes. After dumping her shirt in Lissa's lap, Kristy then proceeded to hold and rub her much larger breasts all over Lissa's face!



What I'm not sure Lissa realized was that, by dropping her shirt in Lissa's lap, Kristy had covered up Lissa's thighs, crotch and lower belly&hellip;. The distraction that I felt sure Lissa was trying to create was now limited only to her naked chest and my lover's breasts were much larger, much firmer and the nipples were much more erect. Lissa's boyfriend and I didn't get any attention at all from my lover, and I had no problem with that. She was focusing on impressing Kurt, which is what she needed to do to win that prize money.



All through the second song she danced in front of Kurt, displaying her body in various provocative positions, bending, twisting, rubbing and playing in perfect synchronicity with the music. I'm sure Kurt enjoyed the frequent enticing views of my lover's fingers as they spread her pink slit to get slick with her wetness, which they then spread up her belly or back over her nicely rounded bobbing ass.



Kristy waited until the third song started before she actually touched Kurt, getting oh so close, but not actually making contact. Once that third song started though, she became quite the seductress rubbing her hard nipples across his lips and I know his tongue peaked out at least once for a taste. My lover displayed a devious grin at the touch of Kurt's searching tongue and rubbed her aching nipples even more across his mouth until they were both shiny from his saliva.



Temporarily satisfied, or at least in control enough to pull away, my sexy lover then turned around, spread her legs wide, back up so that she was straddling Kurt's lap and began pumping her hips up and down. With each downward pump, she got her slick sex closer and closer to his crotch with its obvious bulge. After about half a dozen pumps, Kristy just sat down on Kurt, grinding her drenched sex down, up, over and across his hard-on as it strained to break free of his clothing. When Kristy stood back up, there was a wet spot on Kurt's pants that all of us could plainly see and the fact that Kurt was rock hard hadn't escaped anyone's notice.



The music stopped abruptly as did my lover, halting all motion as soon as the sound died away. Turning to Kurt, she bowed once and then strutted over to me to begin dressing immediately. "Bravo!" Kurt said enthusiastically, applauding my lover's performance. "I think I can say that you are my winner."



Kristy exploded with excitement when he said that, giving me a big hug, another kiss and then hugging Kurt as well. She had just pulled on her shirt and therefore was half naked as she hugged him. I watched as he hugged her in return, his hands running down her back to cup her naked ass cheeks, squeezing them and pulling her body closer against his. I knew he wanted to fuck her, but I don't think she had any desire to please him beyond taking his prize money. Before leaving the room, Kurt did indeed hand over a one thousand dollar check, giving Lissa a five hundred dollar check for being runner-up. When we left the room, Kristy was dressed exactly as she had been when we entered, but she knew she had another ten minute set to do on the stage. What came as a surprise was that Kurt invited her to stick around after her set and use the audition room to give private lap dances if she'd like. While the patrons hadn't been able to tip the contestants during the contest, now that Kristy had won, she would be able to take tips, and Kurt assured her that she'd make quite a bit if she was giving private lap dances.



My lover looked at me in askance, I assured her that I had no problem with that as long as I was able to be in the room as well. I was concerned for her safety, but the more I got to watch her flaunt her body, the more energy I'd have stored up for later. Kristy let Kurt know that he could announce her availability for five lap dances after her set on stage. Kurt seemed disappointed at the low number, but was glad to announce her as the winner and led us all out of the audition room.



Kristy's Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Four



When the dancer who was on stage as we exited the audition room finished her last dance, Kurt stepped up onto the main stage and dragging his microphone with him. When the audience was quiet, he announced that the Amateur Dance Contest Winner had been selected. "Ladies and gentlemen, and some of you others," he said with a smile, "I give you our winner&hellip;&hellip; Kristy!" He gestured for her to come up on stage with him, and after giving me a quick peck, off she went. I was happy to see her having so much fun, especially since it was the result of being so uninhibited.



Kurt held off the next dancer and allowed Kristy to be the next performer, giving her a few minutes to select her music. As it was a ten minute set, she selected three songs again, and then strutted onto the stage as the music began. I have to admit that I was excited and surprised to see how aggressive my lover was during her "Winner's Set". By the end of the first song she was wearing only her shirt, and that was held shut by only two or three buttons. By the end of the second song she was completely naked and giving those in the viewing line wide open looks at her slick pinkness and up-close views of her achingly hard nipples.



When her third song ended, which actually took her a minute or two past her ten minute mark, there were still almost a dozen guys in line to look at her, tipping her for those close up views. Kristy had already built a mound of cash on the stage behind her and wasn't sure how to deal with this demand. Kurt managed it quite well, jumping onto stage with his microphone once again.



"Thank you, Kristy," he started off, "for that, ah, inspirational performance." He gave her a one-armed hung and gestured her toward the stairs. As she stepped away, picking up her cash and clothes, Kurt turned back to the obviously disappointed audience. "Folks, this beautiful lady has fulfilled her every commitment for the night. She danced for the competition, she danced for the finals and she's danced her Winner's Set. We should all give her a big hand." With that, he began to clap and so did the audience, with whistles, cat-calls and some hoots thrown in for good measure. "But," Kurt said as the cheering began to die down, "she's also graciously agreed to give private lap dances&hellip;." The audience began cheering again so loudly that he couldn't even speak over the din using the microphone. When they died down again, Kurt continued. "BUT, she's only agreed to do so for five lucky customers."



My lover and I were excited to see men jumping up to form a line at the private audition room door. Two dozen were easily standing in line, digging cash from their pockets before Kurt even finished his announcement. "To insure the greatest benefit to the lucky lady, and to make sure the deserving customers get the most for their money, I'm setting a two song minimum for the lap dances, and the price, as always, is twenty-five dollars per song." Some of the guys in line did the quick math in their heads, counted their cash and stepped out of line. About ten were left.



Seeing that many still standing there, Kurt gestured to the doorman. "Bill," he instructed, "go through the line and find out who is planning to purchase how many dances. Those with the most go to the end of the line and the last five guys are the ones who get in." Bill nodded and stepped over to the line, starting in the back and working his way up front. By the time he was finished, there were two men who wanted four dances each and three who wanted five a piece. I did the quick math and saw almost six hundred dollars more for my lover if she could actually dance that long. Thinking of the time, I looked down at my watch and realized that there was no way she'd get them all done by closing time. Gesturing to Kurt, I called him over and pointed out that small detail to him. He nodded his understanding and stepped back up to the stage.

<hr pg="3" />"Gentlemen," he addressed the five guys left in line. "Due to time restraints, the lap dances from our winner will be limited to eight songs." He paused and let that sink in while he thought. "Since the five of you want a total of twenty-three songs, obviously we have a problem. I propose an auction to sell the eight songs. The bidding will start at one hundred dollars for four songs&hellip;&hellip; two bidders will win a four song set each. Agreed?" They all nodded. "So," said Kurt, "let us begin. I'm accepting bids on the first four song set and the bidding has begun at $100&hellip;. Will someone offer the lady more?"



The first man in line raised his hand and said, "$110." The fourth raised his hand saying, "$120". The bidding went back and forth until $160 had been reached. Kurt threw out the, "going once, going twice&hellip;" and the first four song set was sold for one hundred and sixty dollars. That man stepped out of line, and the remaining four men bid on the second four song set, which sold for another $160. With the two men selected, Kurt asked Kristy if she wanted them both in the room at the same time, or if she preferred them one on one. My lover replied that I would be accompanying her to insure her safety and that she preferred only one watcher at a time. The first man stepped into the room, followed by Kristy and myself. Kurt asked me to let him know when the four song set was over so that he could send in the second man. Prior to entering the audition room, the first guy had paid the $160 to Kurt, which he handed over to Kristy.



Once inside the audition room, Kristy stepped over to the gentleman who had purchased this four song set and said that they needed to discuss some rules. As things turned out, his name was "TJ", he was in his early thirties and wasn't bad looking. As conversation moved on, it turned out that his wife had left him some five months before and he was out with some friends to have a good time. His friends were now very jealous and waiting to hear every juicy detail of Kristy's lap dance. All that out of the way, and with Kristy feeling a little more comfortable, she voiced a few rules of her own.



"One," she said starting off, "you may expose yourself if you'd like, and I have no problem with you masturbating while you watch." I was surprised, but TJ just nodded. "Two," she continued, "I may touch you in any way I like, but you may only touch me with whatever body part I say when I say. Other than that, and the set is over. Understand?" Again, TJ nodded. "Very good," my lover said. "Sit back and enjoy the show." With that, she stepped over to the juke box and selected her four songs. When the music began, she was standing directly in front of TJ, about ten feet from him.



As the beat of the first song began to pulse, my lover kicked off her shoes and began to move. I had watched her dance more tonight than I think I ever had previously, but I wasn't complaining. I don't think I could have gotten any harder and I knew she was dripping wet &#x2013; she had been since the competition began. Throughout the first song, my lover moved sexily in front of TJ, lifting her skirt to give him peaks at her ass or pussy and unbuttoning enough buttons on her shirt to let him get lots of good looks at her ample cleavage. As song one ended and song two began, I watched as TJ unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his knees, exposing his erection which looked about average&hellip; maybe seven inches long and a handful around.



Kristy was quite happy to see this development and her excitement showed in the renewed energy of her dancing as the second song developed. Throughout the second song, she danced close to TJ, straddling him and pulling up her skirt to give him nice close looks at her wetness&hellip; straddling him, but facing away, to bend over and rotate her nicely rounded ass in his face&hellip;.. One time while she was doing this she told him he should hold her hips&hellip;.. and he did, pumping his hips up and she pumped hers down. His desire to be inside her was obvious and I didn't blame him. I wondered if she would&hellip;.



By the time the second song had ended, my lover was naked, having asked TJ to unzip her skirt and pull it down&hellip; and then stripping off her shirt to shove his face into her cleavage. TJ was in heaven. As the third song began, my lover went back to straddling TJ's lap, holding her tits together and telling TJ to stick out his tongue. Just as she had with Kurt, Kristy rubbed her hard nipples back and forth against TJ stretched out tongue. After about thirty seconds of that, I heard my lover tell TJ to open his mouth&hellip;. And then, feeding him her right nipple, I heard her command him to, "Suck hard." He readily complied, all the while stroking his cock as it stood at attention under my woman's wet sex.



When Kristy's right nipple was achingly hard and covered with the wetness of TJ's mouth, she removed it and put in her left nipple. Holding her left breast to his mouth with her own left hand, Kristy ran her right hand down between her legs and began stroking her fingers across her clit as she still continued to move above TJ's length. There had been no contact between her body and his with the exception of the nipples she had fed him, but I knew they were both aching for something more. I couldn't help but wonder what my lover was thinking&hellip;&hellip;&hellip;..



His mouth on my left nipple feels so good, and I can see how hard his cock is. It would feel so good inside me and I want to sit down on it so bad. I don't know if that is against the rules or not. Would Frank mind? I don't think so&hellip; Damn, it looks so good&hellip; I need it so bad&hellip; I have to touch it. I have to at least rub my pussy on it. Before I do, I need his hands out of the way. My right hand leaves my sensitive tingling clit and drops to find his left hand, pulling it up to my wetness. He doesn't need much encouragement as his fingers immediately begin to dance across my buzzing nerve bundle, sending shivers of delight racing through my body.



Reaching back down, I took his cock in my hand, palming it, stroking it gently as I pump my hips lower and rub my labia along the swollen head of it. God, I was so hot! I raised up, rubbing my wet swollen pussy lips on his belly, then lowering myself back down. His finger never left my clit. Again, his cock twitched in my palm. My nipples had never been so hard. A single drop of pre&#xFDD3;cum oozed from the tip of his cock. I swirled it around with my thumb, coating the head, making him gasp. 



Song number four, and I disengaged myself, turning around and then backing up to straddle his lap again, my ass directly in his face. I know he can smell my wetness. I know he wants to be inside me as bad as I want him to fill me. I feel so lewd and sexy. I feel so open and free. Having my lover watch is turning me on even more, but knowing that I'll have him inside me later is just more of a turn on. Leaning forward, touching the floor with one hand, myself with the other. I showed TJ how wet I was, still rubbing my clit myself. Lowering myself back into his lap, I felt his hands on my hips and could feel his hardness against the inside of one thigh.



WHAT?!..Wait.. NO!!..too late! With one smooth, sure stroke, his cock slipped past my labia, plunged boldly into my depths, FILLED me as he pulled me down, down, more and more of his cock sliding in, past my swollen, glistening lips. His hands held me firmly to his lap, guiding my hips in slow circles, grinding me to him. My knees were spread wide around his legs and I knew Frank could clearly see as TJ's cock penetrated me deeply, stretching my pussy lips apart and pushing into my wet depths. I bit my lip to keep from crying out...it felt so...damn....GOOD! I leaned back against him, reveling in the sensation, parting my knees even farther to allow his hand to go between my thighs, rubbing my clit again...the fourth song ended, and the fire inside my built to an explosion as I came like never before. 



Out of control now, totally lost in sensation, to HELL with music and limits, I just FUCKED that man. No making love, this was pure animal, and I was amazed at the force of my orgasm, a never&#xFDD3;ending string of nerve&#xFDD3;jangling explosions, my inner muscles clamping down on the unfamiliar fullness. I felt his cock suddenly swell, stiffen, jerk, AH!!! that's so...HOT! as my own orgasm overtook my again. The climax passed and I just panted. TJ, in one smooth motion, slid me forward off his shrinking cock, and tucked the offending organ away. I stood, shaky, and stood beside him. There was a delicious sticky feeling between my legs, and I could feel his jizz running out onto the chair. I tried to catch my breath, to SAY something.



I had a wet spot in my underwear as I watched my lover come down from her second orgasm, sliding up and off of TJ as his limp cock plopped out of her wetness and a huge gob of his cum fell from within her to land on his thigh. I knew she had enjoyed that experience immensely and I was not jealous of her for it. Fucking a stranger was one of the things on our list. I was glad she'd enjoyed it as much as I had&hellip;. And would again later.



I gave my lover several minutes to recover, allowing TJ time to rest as well. When they both seemed to have caught their breath, I gathered several paper towels. A handful to Kristy and some to TJ. He cleaned up as best as he could and pulled his pants back up. Before he left the room, he smiled at Kristy and assured her that the dancing alone was worth the price he paid&hellip; the sex worth more than he could afford. She thanked him, finished cleaning herself up and pulled back on her skirt and blouse as he left.



Before I called in the second guy, I stepped over to my lover and gave her a hug. "Feel good?" I asked her, already knowing the answer. "It felt wonderful," she replied with a partially satisfied smile. "Knowing you were watching&hellip;.. hardly knowing him at all&hellip;. Just doing it for the pure pleasure of the sex because right at that moment he had what I wanted&hellip;&hellip;" She stopped to breath a moment. "I just wish you could have read my mind while we were in the middle of it."



"Me, too," I assured her. "Me, too. Shall I call in the next victim?" I asked with a smile.



"Yes, please," she replied. "I'm not sure it will be the same performance, but I'm sure he'll have a good time." With that, she selected more music on the juke box while I opened the door and asked for the second guy. One thing I knew for sure: when Kristy and I left that night, she and I were going back to the hotel room and I was going to enjoy her in ways that no one else had&hellip;. At least not that night.



Kristy's Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Five



The second guy's name was Steve and Steve was timid to say the least. Although he had the gumption to stand up and bid for my lover's entertainment, once in the room he seemed overly subdued. I knew immediately that Kristy was going to take it as a challenge to get him out of his shell.



The music started and my lover was once again going strong. Through the first song she undressed and all through the second song she teased Steve with close up views of her erect nipples and dripping wet sex. My lover had invited him to take out his hardness and stroke it as he felt necessary, but he chose not to do so for whatever reason. By the end of the third song, Kristy was looking disappointed: she hadn't been able to convince him to really let go.



As the fourth song began, she surprised me by dropping to her knees in front of him, rubbing her chest and face over the obvious bulge in his pants. Within just a few seconds, it was plain that although Steve wouldn't take out his length, he had no objections to Kristy doing it for him. My lover was soon holding her second hard cock of the night, stroking it and rubbing it between her tits as she continued to rock in time to the music. I'm no cock expert, but Steve looked awfully swollen and excited to me, and I wasn't sure that it would take much to get him off.



Proving me right, my lover, close to the end of the fourth song, bent her head as she continued to move and provided a few long hot licks along Steven's shaft, finally sucking his swollen head into her hot mouth and sucking hard as her body rocked. Within moments I could see his shaft pulsing as Kristy's hands stroked, her mouth sucked and Steve moaned in oblivious pleasure. Not a single drop of his load escaped my lover's talented mouth as he continued to spasm and she continued to suck. I saw her throat work and knew that she was swallowing his load, hungrily, aggressively. His orgasm passed just as the song ended, and my lover finally released his cock from her mouth, licking her lips and using her fingers to make sure she'd gotten every drop off the tip of his hardness.



Without a word, Steve put his cock back in his pants, zipped up and left the room. As soon as the door closed, my lover and I both broke out laughing at his shyness and I handed Kristy a glass of water to drink. As she took her time getting dressed, I enjoyed a handful of ass and a pinch on her tit. To say that I was horny and in need of release would be the understatement of the century. I also didn't want to stay in the club any longer. My lover had more than fulfilled her obligations, had won a thousand dollars, had earned more than another five hundred, had fucked on total stranger and sucked off another. We needed to leave&hellip;..



As soon as Kristy was dressed, we headed out the door. Kurt met us and shook my hand, hugging Kristy again and giving her ass a final squeeze good-bye. He quietly offered her a full time job dancing any time she wanted it and commented on how pleased TJ and Steve seemed to have been with the lap dances they'd received. Kristy smiled sweetly and declined the job assuring Kurt that this was a one time fantasy for her and that she'd lived it. She commented that it had turned out better than she'd anticipated it would and she didn't want to risk damaging the great memories with additional experiences that might not be as great.



Out the door we went, climbing into my jeep and starting off down the road. Knowing that my lover had chosen to leave off her panties and bra was adding to my difficulty, but I wasn't going to complain. As we drove, my lover commented on how horny she was and how it was even worse because she'd just been fucked. She went on to explain that when she was just horny and hadn't had any, it was okay and her hand would suffice. At that, as she continued to explain, I watched as she put her right hand between her thighs, under her skirt. I couldn't see the contact but I could see the movement and smell the wetness.



Continuing on, she explained that after she'd been fucked, if she was still horny, it was an even greater level of frustration because her pussy had been full and now was so empty. "Well," I said to her, "I think I might be able to help with that problem."



"Not while you're driving you can't," she replied with a sigh.



"Not in the way you think," I replied, "but look in the glove box," I finished.



Keeping her right hand in or on her sex, I wasn't sure which, she used her left to open the glove box, there to find one of her favorite toys. It was an eight in long vibrator covered by an anatomically correct latex sleeve. Altogether it was about nine inches long and thick enough to please her. It was certainly bigger than the two cocks she'd just been alternately riding and sucking and I was hoping that she'd go ahead and enjoy it as we drove.



My lover didn't disappoint me as she pulled it out and closed the glove box, setting it in the console between us long enough to lift her butt, lift her skirt to her waist and then lowering herself into the seat. She tilted her seat back, stuck her right foot out the window and put her left up on the dash board area, spreading herself wide. Anyone who drove by in a truck would get one hell of a view, but she really didn't seem to care. Picking up the fake phallus, my lover surprised me by sticking it into her mouth as far as she could take it which was fairly impressive, moistening it with her spit before lowering it between her thighs.



With the cockhead lined up at the slick opening of her hot sex, I stole glances to watch as she shifted, twisted and pushed on the thing until it sank into her, stretching her open and filling her better than TJ's cock had. It was difficult to concentrate on driving, but I managed for safety's sake, as my lover happily fucked herself beside me. As we were driving on a four lane highway, I began to look for other traffic, noticing a high-sitting pick-up truck which was fast coming up behind us. I intentionally switched lanes so that it would have to pass on the right and then turned on my interior light. Kristy didn't ask why, or even seem to notice, but when the truck pulled up beside us, the noise of it's engine and tires got her attention.



She never stopped her motions, or made any move to cover up as the driver of the truck jammed brakes to stay beside us on the highway, watching my lover plunge the fake cock in and out of her slickness with wild abandon. The smell of Kristy's hot sex permeated the inside of my jeep and I could feel the wet spot in my own shorts getting bigger. I wanted to be the cock inside her in the worst way. I kept driving.



After her second orgasm, Kristy told me to turn off the light, which I did, and then she pulled the dildo from within herself, dropping it into the center console. The truck driver honked, waved and pulled away. My lover turned to face me with a smiling dreamy look on her face. "That was fun," she said with a grin. "I enjoyed masturbating for both you and him."



"And I'm sure we both appreciated it," I told her with a smile of my own. "You ready to head back to the hotel now?" I asked.



"Yep," she replied. "I don't know how much energy I'll have when I get there, but I'll make you a deal."



"What's that?" I asked in wonderment.



"If you promise to get me a bath before I go to sleep for the night," she explained, "I'll let you fuck me in any orifice you choose&hellip;&hellip;.. as long as little effort is required on my part."



"Deal," I agreed immediately and tried to decide which of my lover's orifices I'd use tonight. Tomorrow was another day and I was sure we'd make love in the morning before we left the hotel room. Tonight, after having enjoyed herself so much, I knew that she was simply offering me her body to use to satisfy my own needs. I wasn't going to complain and decided which part of her body I would use. Though it wasn't a long ride to the hotel in reality, for me, driving along with an achingly hard cock and the promise of a new experience with my lover, it was the longest ride I'd ever taken.



Kristy's Sexual Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Six



When we arrived at the hotel, I enjoyed walking hand in hand with my lover through the lobby, into the elevator and all the way to our room door. I was on edge with excitement, need and anticipation, and the closer I got to relieving my own needs, the more urgent those needs became. I knew from conversation with Kristy that she was still horny, but that she was also quite tired. She was plain in telling me that she would very much enjoy some more sex, but that she, quite frankly, didn't have any desire to have to work at it. In other words, please her all I could, but don't expect her to do much beyond lay there and enjoy it. I was sure I could work with that.



Once inside our room, I made sure all of the entryway, kitchenette and living room lights were off. I escorted my lover into the bedroom, turned on the bathroom light, which shone weakly through the door into the bedroom to provide soft light, and then began to undress my blossoming partner. Her underthings were still in her purse, so all I needed to take off of her was her blouse, skirt, stockings and shoes. I unbuttoned the blouse first, kissing and licking each bare patch of skin as it was exposed. Once it was completely unbuttoned, I opened it without taking it off of her, and bent my head to kiss, lick, nibble and suck each of her nipples. They were still quite erect and sensitive and the sound of her moans as I tended to them was music to my ears.

<hr pg="4" />With my mouth still working her chest, I unzipped her skirt and allowed it to fall from around her hips, baring her ass and puss to my hands and view. I decided to leave the stockings on until it was time for her bath, but encouraged her to sit down on the bed so that I could take off her shoes. They came off easily and I arranged my lover so that she was lying on her belly, with her head actually at the foot of the bed, her legs spread comfortably and a pillow to rest her head on. As an after-thought, I turned on the television and found an adult channel, knowing that Kristy would enjoy watching some explicit sex while having some similar actions performed on her own body.



With her thus relaxed and entertained, I undressed myself and went into the bathroom to obtain a few items. A few moments later, with my swollen erection leading the way, I reentered the bedroom with a tube of watermelon flavored sex lubricant, a new toy for my lover and a towel. The toy was an anal probe that was specifically designed to help those who were inexperienced with the act to relax themselves enough to enjoy it. Kristy didn't much pay attention to what I was carrying, instead focusing on the action on television. The video that was playing depicted a single woman, a brunette, who was enjoying a "gang bang". As I glanced over, she was straddling one man while sucking another and had five more standing around waiting their turn. She really looked like she was having a good time, and would be for a while to come.



With my lover's attention focused on that action, I took a minute to position myself and her for the pleasures we were going to enjoy. I moved her legs just a little farther apart; not uncomfortably so, but enough that I could get between them and have easy access to her still dripping sex and her puckered back door. As a last touch, I asked her to raise her hips just enough to put one of the king-sized pillows beneath them, raising her hips enough to give me a better angle on "my work".



Finally set, I knealt between my lover's spread thighs and leaned forward, with my hands on her ass, to begin kissing and licking her ass and the backs of her thighs. I think she knew where I was going to end up, but I didn't want her to be able to make any safe assumptions. Over the next then or fifteen minutes, I let my tongue wander her thighs from the backs to the insides, up and down&hellip;. And then all over her perfectly rounded backside, tickling the crevice, nibbling and sucking spots on both cheeks, and then running my tongue down her crack until I crossed over her swollen clit.



As I began to settle my tongue into working mostly on her delicious derriere, I let my right hand find its way to her sex, finding her still hot, slick and fairly open. I alternated between stroking two fingers in and out of her, to rubbing her clit fast and hard, to hooking my fingers inside of her to rub her clit from the inside. Her moans and groans and mild writhing on the bed only increased my own levels of excitement and I used that to feed my attentions to her rear entrance.



As my hand played in her womanhood, my tongue played all over, around and into her rosebud; nibbling cheeks, licking creases, sucking hickies onto her butt. Gradually, a little at a time, I focused my kisses and licks more and more toward her puckered asshole, spreading her cheeks gently and easing into the stimulation a little at a time. All the while, she was greatly enjoying the stimulation my hand was providing to her sex as was readily evident from how much she was flowing.



As she started to reach a climax from my fingers busily rubbing her clit, I eased my tongue firmly down the crack of her ass, stiffly around her puckered rosebud, and then steadily into her backdoor just as her climax overwhelmed her. I don't know how she felt about my tongue visiting such a taboo place, but she certainly enjoyed the pleasure as my tongue and fingers stimulated her both back and front, to push her into one of the best orgasms I think she'd ever had with me.



I kept my fingers working and tongue probing until her explosion had past, then easing my tongue out, my fingers slowing. I asked my lover how that had felt and she assured me that it had been quite fantastic. "I can't believe you put your mouth there," she said huskily, "but I'm glad you did. It felt sooo good."



"Don't move and keep relaxing," I whispered to her. "There is more exploration and pleasure to come." She merely grinned and closed her eyes, pushing her ass farther up to me and spreading her legs just a little farther to give me more open access. Seeing my lover so motivated turned me on even more and I could easily see the pre-cum dripping from the head of my swollen cock. I needed to be inside her soon. I knew which of her orifices I wanted, but I had to relax her enough so as not to be uncomfortable when I entered her there.



Using the lubricant, I spread her cheeks and began to gently massage her asshole, rubbing the tasty slickness liberally back and forth between her mounds, down into her sex, over her clit and back. With one gentle finger I massaged some of the lubricant into her back door, penetrating only a little at first and then offering more of my finger when she pushed her hips up to get more. With one finger fully penetrating her, slickly sliding back and forth, I noted with satisfaction how much she was pumping her hips in rhythm with my own movements, encouraging the penetration and stimulation of her backdoor.



She seemed completely relaxed and needing of more, so I offered the second finger carefully and she took that easily enough, once again pushing back against my hand to get that finger into herself with the first. Her ass was relaxing quickly and I knew that this evening would be a first we'd both enjoy. After several minutes of this two-fingered ass pumping, with more lubricant added for good measure, I felt that she was ready for more. Pulling my fingers from her, I heard her moan in disappointment and assured her that it wouldn't be empty for long. She purred in pleasure at that statement and stayed motionless, waiting for me to fill her ass once again.



Picking up the new toy, I lubricated it fully and then introduced it to her puckered rosebud. The head of it was slightly larger than the top of the shaft. I didn't know why, but I knew that once that head had penetrated her, the rest would work its way in slowly and surely. The shaft itself started out fairly thin directly beneath the head and then broadened down it's eight inch length. I guess along the five or six inch mark it was about the same thickness as my fully erect manhood. Getting that five inches comfortably into her backdoor was my goal, because I knew that if I could get her that relaxed, we would be able to enjoy our first round of anal intercourse. Something I think we'd both been looking forward to for some time.



With soft words whispered to my lover to relax, looking down at her incredibly sexy body as she lay spread before me, ass and hips pushed up for my taking, pussy hanging open, swollen and well fucked, I was nearly overwhelmed by the need to penetrate her. But not yet&hellip;&hellip;. With my left hand resting on her left ass cheek, gently squeezing it, gripping it, pulling it out carefully, I lined up the head of the toy and pushed it into her. As I added pressure to complete the initial penetration, I saw and felt my lover push back against it as well, helping me get the toy into her virgin backdoor.



I watched as her tight ass opened and then closed around the bulbous head of the dildo, almost sucking it in and gripping it tightly. Upon that entry I heard my lover moan&hellip;. "Ahhhh," she breathed out in a groan of pleasure. "It was so tight getting it in, but now feels so good&hellip;.. so full back there, but not uncomfortable at all." She moaned and wriggled her hips to feel the friction between her and the toy all the more. I held it still so that I was sure not to do anything that might cause her any difficulty. "Move it around a little," she groaned. "In and out some&hellip;&hellip;."



Her wish was my command. Carefully and slowly, paying attention to the lubrication and stickiness, I moved the shaft around in small circular motions at first, not penetrating her anymore but giving her the pleasure of added friction and movement. After just a few moments, I realized that her hips were pumping up and down off the bed in an attempt to get some deeper penetration out of the shaft. Only too happy to oblige, I stopped the circular rotations and began to push ever so slightly against the tightness of her ass, giving her the first inch or two of the dildo and then taking it back before giving it to her again.



As soon as the penetration began her hips moved more violently and her moans grew in volume so that I knew she was loving every bit of it. Still paying attention to the amount of lubricant that was there, and making sure she was not experiencing any discomfort at all, I began to push more and more of the dildo into her in time with the pumping motion of her hips. Up they came, in went the dildo to three inches, down they went, out came the dildo so that only the head remained. Up they came, in went the dildo a little farther, down they went, out came the dildo so that only the head remained.



After a few minutes, my lover was moving her hips quite energetically up and down above the pillow that was under them. Pumping the dildo in time with her movements, she was taking at least five or six inches of the shaft and not expressing any pain at all. She did, in fact, look like she was loving every tight hard inch of that penetrating shaft as it plunged in and out of her no longer virginal backdoor.



When I stopped concentrating on the sight of my lover's tight ass taking the dildo deeper and deeper, I realized that she had moved her right hand underneath her body and was rubbing her clit in time with the pumping of her hips. Almost as soon as I realized that, she came hard and long, moaning, groaning and whimpering as the orgasm washed through her. I could actually see her pussy lips pulsate as the spasms flowed and I could feel her ass tighten and grip the dildo as I continued to move it in and out in time with the reduced pumping of her convulsing hips.



When the pulsing of her climax passed, and her hand slowed, she began to catch her breath, her hips collapsing to rest on the pillow which still held her ass aimed up at me. I stopped pushing the dildo back and forth, instead moving it very gently around in small circles so that the lingering warmth she so often mentioned after her orgasms was supported by the light friction I was applying.



When her breathing was close to being back to normal, I heard her groaning stop and her words began &#x2013; sweet music to my ears. "Oh, god," she began, "that was so good; so intense." She breathed. "Being so full when I came&hellip;. So full back there&hellip;. It felt so good&hellip; " She breathed. "I want the next one to be when I'm so full of you back there&hellip;. Take out that dildo, lube up your cock and let's get this done&hellip;.." She breathed some more. Who was I to argue? That was what I'd wanted all along.



I was careful not to pull the dildo out too quickly, remembering that she'd have to stretch farther open to release the head&hellip;. Still, it wasn't as big around as the shaft was at the five or six inch mark she'd been taking it to with no trouble at all. With the dildo out of the way, I added a little more of the flavored lube to her winking rosebud, straddled her legs, lined up my cockhead with her asshole and began to penetrate my lover's most forbidden entrance.



I had every intention of going slow and careful in spite of the fact that she'd just been so readily fucking that dildo, but my lover apparently had different thoughts. When I'd gotten my swollen knob past her tight sphincter, my lover thrust her hips up against me and half my cock sank into her heat. I'd been on fire for most of the night and I was sure I'd cum long before I could get her another orgasm, but I'm not sure either of us cared. She promised me that I could use her and I'd promised her a bath in return. Right now was about right now and my need to use her body. She was being quite plain about that in her motions and I took full advantage.



Without any further regard or worry, I pulled away and then pushed my length fully into her, not giving her much more than she'd taken from the dildo, and certainly not stretching her any farther open that it did. At the feeling of my full penetration my lover released a deep groan and immediately began to pump her hips up to me in time with my thrusts ensuring my complete penetration at every bump and pump. Her ass was so tight and hot that I knew my orgasm would be quickly upon me and I warned her quietly about that. She seemed oblivious, her hand once again rubbing her pussy beneath us, her fingers occasionally touching or caressing my balls as they banged against her heated sex at every down stroke I made.



My climax was upon me before I knew it and was so forceful that I couldn't even maintain any movement as the spasms swept through my body. With my hips forced forward against my lover's full ass cheeks and my cock buried into her depths, I felt my cock jump and spit out its load of cum, the heat of which my lover swore she could feel spreading inside her. "Mmmmmm," she moaned softly, "It's so hot and I can feel you pulsating&hellip;. Stay inside me&hellip;.. don't move&hellip;.." I couldn't have pulled away if I wanted to until my orgasm passed.



As my peak passed and the jets of jism from my cock slowed, I heard my lovers moaning change tone and knew that she was almost to another orgasm. I kept my softening cock buried as deep inside her as I could to maintain that fullness that she had enjoyed so much and felt every pulse and spasm of her tight ass when her final orgasm of the night rushed through her. Her pussy and backdoor pulsed, the latter gripping and squeezing my manhood, milking every last drop of cum that might have remained from within me.



When her orgasm passed, her hips fell to the pillow beneath them and my cock slipped unceremoniously from within her. I collapsed on top of my lover as she lay and we both took a few minutes to catch our breath. When she could breath and speak almost normally, I saw her grin and heard her whisper, "You owe me a bath."



She was absolutely right and I was more than happy to fulfill my end of the bargain. She had certainly fulfilled hers, allowing me to use the orifice of my choice to release my needs deep within her. Leaving her to relax where she was, I went and ran the bathtub full of water just hot enough to steam, but not so hot as to scald, especially in light of the warm throbbing parts she'd be lowering into it. When the bath was ready I went and got her and escorted her to it, taking a shower myself while she soaked. By the time I was showered, dried and ready for bed, she was ready to get out of the tub. I helped her dry and prep for bed herself and then we went to lay down together.



Our soft conversation before we fell asleep let me know that she had thoroughly enjoyed the evening, both in public and in private. She told me that she was very warm and throbbing throughout her feminine parts and felt more completely satisfied than she had in a long time. She thanked me quietly for having so gently introduced her to anal intercourse and assured me that she looked forward to enjoying it more in the future "as circumstances and desires allowed". As I fell asleep I was smiling thinking about what my lover had cumming to her in the morning after breakfast&hellip;&hellip;.



Kristy's Sexual Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Seven



I woke up once or twice in the night... Pleased to find her still snuggled close to me. Not once did I wake up to find her out of reach, or even out of touch. Each time I awoke, some part of her was touching some part of me... or vice&#xFDD3;versa I guess, depending on your point of view. But either way, we were still close and apparently staying that way, even in our sleep. It made me feel good, and it was easy to fall asleep in the warmth of that secure feeling.



In the morning, or at least when I woke up and daylight was peeking around the edges of her curtains, I found her staring at me with her ice&#xFDD3;blue beautiful eyes; her completely kissable, perfectly pouty mouth just inches away. "Good morning," she said with a smile, before leaning over to kiss me. I was trying to say, "Good morning" back when our lips met and my words were lost. For as much as I was used to not kissing passionately in the morning due to concerns over "morning breath", I was quite pleased with the way she aggressively kissed me, her lips pressed firmly against mine and her tongue exploring mine with an attitude that dared me to resist. A small voice inside my head hinted that she was forcing herself &#xFDD3; her personality &#xFDD3; her will &#xFDD3; her spirit &#xFDD3; into my life bright and early in the morning as if to insure that she was still in my life as much this morning as she had been the night before. I kissed her back in a way that let her know she was still as much a part of me this morning as she had been since the day we "met" on line.



Finally our lips parted, and I almost felt out of breath... I became very aware of her nakedness against me, and, even though I had to take care of the usual morning biological functions, my manhood began to rise. Her searching hand found this out just moments later and she giggled as her hand began to stroke me to an even larger erection. "Didn't you get enough last night?" she asked with an evil grin. "There is no such thing as enough," I answered her with a grin of my own. "Thank God I found you," she said sarcastically before kissing me again. When she let me up for air, my cock was rock hard and I had to pee so bad my teeth were floating, and until I had relieved that need, nothing sexual was going to happen. (It's a quirk of male biology) So, assuring her that I'd be right back, I disengaged myself from her and climbed out of her bed.



Do you have any idea how hard it is to pee with a hard&#xFDD3;on? You practically have to stand on your head, but I managed and hadn't softened much in the process. When I returned to the bed, as I climbed in on "my" side, she was escaping out the other side. I tried to grab her and hold her down, but she squirmed away and padded off to the bathroom herself. I have to admit that I enjoyed the view quite a bit as I watched her legs, hips, butt and body walking away. There were a few spots on her skin that glistened and I realized that they were where miscellaneous juices from our previous nights love making had dried. I don't know why I found that incredibly erotic, but I did, and then she was out of sight.



When she returned to the bedroom, I again watched her walking and observed several more glistening patches on her skin. When she climbed into the bed beside me, she found me waiting for her with a throbbing erection being stroked by my own hand. With a raised eyebrow, she watched me stroke myself for a few moments before meeting my eyes. "Is that for me or you?" she asked with a serious look on her face. "It's for me while I watch you," I answered with a devilish grin. "Oh," she said looking surprised, but not for long. "And I'm just supposed to lay back and masturbate for your pleasure?" she asked. "No," I answered. "For your pleasure... You get the first one and I'll get the rest." Her only reply was a smile as she laid back beside me and spread her thighs....



As her fingers began to work in her moist sex, she closed her eyes and asked, "And what am I supposed to think about while I finger myself?" "You could watch me," I replied, "or I could tell you a story.... Create a fantasy for you.... Which would you prefer?" "Hmmmm.... a fantasy," she replied. And so, I began my tale.... her fingers playing in her pussy while my hands stroked my cock and fondled my balls.

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The story takes place after we've been together for awhile. I've enjoyed a day off, while you've been at work. As a result, I've had all day to plan your surprise. When you come home, I meet you at the door.... Holding a blindfold and your favorite drink &#x2013; black sambucca. You take the drink and raise your eyebrows in question at me, but don't argue as I step behind you and tie the blindfold in place. Once tied, I make sure you can't see and encourage you to enjoy your drink. Taking your hand, I guide you through our place to our bedroom and leave you standing in the door way, blindfolded, with your drink, wondering....



You can hear me moving around the bedroom, but don't recognize the sounds as you finish your drink. Once it's empty, I come to you again, making enough noise that I don't surprise you, but having been quiet enough that you don't know I'm naked until I remove the blindfold. When you open your eyes, a mixed delight greets you... me, naked and hard... and the new four&#xFDD3;poster bed that I had delivered today. I know we had talked about a water&#xFDD3;bed, but I couldn't find one that came with a frame like this.



When you look closer, you see something has been added to the bed &#xFDD3; the four leather restraints at each corner: one black, one red, one blue and one green. I ask you not to move as I undress you, requiring you only to move your arms and legs as necessary to get you out of all your clothes. I fight the urge to kiss and lick your skin as it's exposed, knowing that plenty of pleasures await us. When you are completely naked, I have you lay down on the bed, on your back, and with your arms and legs spread so that I can secure you with the leather you love. Each restraint is designed so that if you struggle, they only hold you tighter, but if you relax and think about what you are doing, you could get out of them. They were hard to find, but this was important to me. With the black on your right wrist, and the red on your left, the green goes to your right ankle and the blue to your left. The view from between your spread legs is quite enjoyable, but I have as much time as I want to see it.



Once you are tied down, naked and spread... I leave the room, seeing the wonderment in your eyes... I know what you're thinking. How long will he be gone? What does he have planned? I'm so wet...... And you are.



When I return, I have a tray full of items.... You can see the two ice&#xFDD3;buckets, but you don't know that one of them is full of &#xFDD3; well, we'll wait on that... You can see the squeeze bottle of honey... and the can of redi&#xFDD3;whip.... You can see the watermelon flavored massage oil, but not the comb or scissors....



"Was your drink good?" I ask conversationally. "Yes," you reply, all the questions obvious in your voice. "But I think I might have needed a few more." "Oh, no," I assure you. "I want you completely sober and aware of everything that I'm going to do to you, with you... and then what you are going to do to, and for, me." THAT brings even more questions to your eyes.. But you will have to wait for answers.



Setting the tray down on the bedstand, I move to the bed beside you.. Kneeling beside your head... Displaying my rock hard cock for your view... in fact just inches from your face. "Can you think of anything you'd like to do with this?" I ask you with an evil grin. "Oh, yes," you reply with a grin of your own.



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As the story continues, I can hear your fingers working in your sex... As your moans of delight sound at each new surprise in the fantasy I'm creating for you. My own cock is rock hard and seeping pre&#xFDD3;cum freely... so much that I'm using it as lubricant to stroke myself.



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"Well," I say, almost harshly, "for the time being, this is not about what you'd like... this is about what I'd like. And for starters, I'd like for you to suck me as if my cock is your favorite meal..." With that, I take my erection in hand and lean forward to present it to your mouth which you open willingly. Moving my hips ever so slightly, enjoying the facade of control, while knowing that I won't do anything to cause you discomfort, I feed you the first few inches of my manhood, enjoying the feeling of your tongue and lips as you savor the taste of my already flowing pre&#xFDD3;cum.



After a few minutes, long before I get anywhere close to cumming, I pull myself from you, smiling as I watch you strain your head up to keep me in your mouth, enjoying the fact that the restraints only allow you to move so far. "Now," I say with a teasing voice, "let's see what's on this tray that you might enjoy....." With a delightful mischievousness, I pick up the comb and scissors, holding them where you can see them and working the scissors as I move down between your spread thighs. Your eyes open wide in surprise, but not for very long... and then you say, "Not too short, okay?" We both know that, but my only reply is, "That's my choice....." And then I'm between your spread legs.... combing your pubic hair gently, realizing that I'm not going to trim much because you are always so conscious of this anyway.



Actually cutting very little at all, I enjoy combing your pubic thatch thoroughly and am very aware of your wetness as the hair sticks together in the comb. With the scissors, I don't think I cut even a quarter inch from your dark pubes... but you wouldn't know that for awhile.



Rising from between your spread thighs, relishing the aroma of your sweet sex, I put the comb and scissors down on the tray and say, "Excuse me," as I leave the bed. I go to the bathroom to get a warm, wet towel with which to wipe all the trimmed hairs from you. I make sure to get the towel warm to the point of being borderline hot so that when it's moist heat contacts your own moist heat, you can feel the steaminess against your swollen pussy lips.



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My cock is achingly hard as my orgasm is slowly building within me.... and I'm loving the view as I watch your eyes close, your breathing become rapid in your heaving chest with its hard nipples.. The best is being able to see and hear your fingers working over, into, out of and around your wet box. God, I want to eat you so bad, or pound into you.. But I have to finish the story &#xFDD3; it's too good to waste...



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Once I've satisfied myself that there are no more stray hairs, I reach for the squeeze bottle of honey.... It was heated prior to be bringing it into the room and is still almost hot to the touch. Holding it up in front of you where you can see it, I slowly pop open the top and turn the bottle over... I don't squeeze it, instead allowing the sticky flowing honey to drip in thin lines, the first of which hits you just above your freshly trimmed pubic thatch... Very carefully, I enjoy moving the bottle back and forth to leave small trails of sugary sweetness on your skin, in your pubic hair, and all over your swollen pink lips. Before putting the bottle back on the tray, I squeeze it to leave a large flow of the warm honey directly between your inner lips, just barely beginning to flow over your hot opening. Setting the bottle aside, I run a single finger between those lips, from the bottom up, catching a significant amount of that honey that has mixed with your own slickness. I raise the finger carefully to your mouth, allowing you to taste the sweetness of the honey mixed with the sweetness of my Kristy=s deliciousness. As you suck that finger clean, I hear you moan... and then I pull my finger away to answer my own desires and yours.



Lowering myself between your tied open legs, I begin to lick the honey from your sex... both the honey that I put there and the honey you create with your excitement. As I extend my tongue to lick, and use my lips to suck, I am very careful not to touch your hard clit.... Your excitement is obvious and I don't want to push you over the edge yet. There is much more teasing to come before I allow you to orgasm. And so, I carefully, taking my time and enjoying the moments, eat the honey from you.... off of you, out of you.... until I'm sure there is no more stickiness from the honey I put there.



I know your pussy is hot and steamy.... not only from your own excitement and wetness but from the heat of the towel and then the heat of the honey followed by the heat of my lips and tongue as I ate you. So, reaching into the ice bucket, I get an ice cube..... And begin to rub it on your belly button.... trailing it fairly quickly down through your pubes, into your slit, over your clit.. And down past your opening, only to tease you with a slight push... not entering you, but letting you feel the pressure before moving it back up.... Up your slit... over your clit.... And then just sitting in your belly button until I bend to suck it up.... into my mouth... and then I move up on you to feed it to you... and you take it willingly.



While you suck on that partially melted ice cube, I grab the Redi&#xFDD3;&#xFDD3;whip..... startling you by spraying you liberally with it... all over your body.... The cold white cream slapping against your skin as it lands on you... until both of your breasts and all of your hot pussy is covered... and then, once again, I bend to my task.....



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"Don't make yourself cum yet," I say to you... "Draw it out... let it build... When it finally gets here, let it be long, deep and intense...." A groan of pleasure is your only reply as your fingers continue to stroke between your pink swollen lips.....



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With great delight I suck and lick the white melting cream from your body.... From your belly, your hips... your legs... your chest... teasing, licking, sucking and nibbling on your erect nipples.... And, of course, from your wet sex... This time just teasing your hard sensitive clit with my teeth.... not chewing, but just letting you feel them.... I love the deep throated groan it draws from you. Occasionally, as I lick the whip cream off of you, I hold it in my mouth and move up to kiss you... our lips locking as our tongues swirl in the sweetness....



And then, before you get further orders, and there will be further orders, I drip some of the warm honey on the head of my erection and feed it to you.... I'm impressed and excited by the enthusiasm you bring to your task, especially restrained as you are... As your tongue swirls around my cockhead, I close my eyes and just enjoy.... feeling your lips wrap around me and hearing your cheeks hollow as you suck hard... tasting the honey and my pre&#xFDD3;cum... I allow myself only a few moments of this pleasure before pulling away from you....



Looking down at you, enjoying the view of you, tied, spread, excited, wet, breathing heavy.... eyes sparkling with desire.... It's overwhelming. Meeting your eyes, I whisper to you.... "I have to take off the restraints for a moment... will you be a good girl?" For a moment, devilishness gleams in your face as you ponder your answer... but the moment passes and you answer, "Yes, sir". "And you will follow my orders as I give them?" I push. "Yes, sir," you answer again. "Good girl," I praise you. "Don't move until I tell you to," I instruct you as I begin to release your bonds.... And I'm happy to see you barely move at all as each leather strap is opened.



And then I give you your orders. "Roll over," I tell you. "Get in the middle of the bed.... Spread yourself back out to the restraints, but make sure you have enough room to lift your hips over the pillow I will place under you." The look in your eyes is delicious as you wonder what I have planned, but you succumb to the pleasure, and my will to please you, and position yourself accordingly.



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As you lay beside me, frantically finger&#xFDD3;fucking your pussy, I can hear your breathing getting more and more rapid as your climax is building.... and I'm pleased that my story excites you so much. My own orgasm is still slowly building, and I have special plans for it when I cum...



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Once you are properly positioned on your belly, I resecure the straps and enjoy the view of your body still so wet and spread... but with your sexy ass staring me in the face. Not able to resist, I lean over you and open my mouth wide..... Gently biting, sucking and licking a mouthful of your right cheek.... And then I take great pleasure in licking down between your cheeks until my tongue finds the wetness of your pussy as you arch your hips up and back against me. Oh, my sweet uninhibited lustful darling.....



Getting a pillow that has two white pillow cases on it, I lift your hips and slide the pillow under them, raising your hips, ass and lusciousness.... You are mine to take as I please... knowing full well that it will please you too. With you thus positioned, I grab the watermelon flavored massage oil and squirt it liberally over the back of your thighs.... over your sweet cheeks... and onto you lower back. Setting the bottle aside, I delight in spreading the reddish oil over and into your skin.... Rubbing your thighs up and down, inside and out, letting you feel my hands against your wet lips, but not allowing any stimulation to your sex at all. I then rub the oil into your perfectly rounded ass, ensuring that it is rubbed in evenly, all over and between them...



And then I move so that I'm kneeling between your thighs, my heavy hard cock poking at your thighs... bumping against your swollen pussy lips.... Sliding between your ass cheeks.... All of you slick with the oil and your own juices.... And with my erection thus teasing you, leaving drops of pre&#xFDD3;cum wherever I bump you, I reach forward with both hands to feel your hair... stroking it gently.... and then, remembering something you once wrote for me, I grab two handfuls and begin to pull it back toward me. I don't pull hard, but am firm, pulling until your head is lifted from the pillow, your neck reaching back as you moan out your pleasure.... And I know the scene is quite sexy... You tied, naked, spread, wet and drippingly horny.... slick with the tasty oil.... At my mercy as I pull your head back by your hair.... my naked body kneeling between your legs as my steel hard cock probes between your ass cheeks, along your thighs and teases at the entrance of your warm, wet box.



I can hear you moaning and am having a hard time controlling my own desires to be deep within you. Moving your head back and forth by the hair I'm holding, I speak softly to you... forcing you to listen carefully through your moans... "Do you know how wet your pussy is?" I ask you quietly. "Oh, so wet," you answer in a moan. "Can you feel my cock against you?" I ask as I stroke it faster back and forth against your slick skin. "Yessssss," the groaning answer escapes you. "Should I fill your sex with hardness?" I ask with an evil grin. "Please...." your answer comes in desperation for the stimulation you're craving so badly.



And then, doing something completely unexpected, I reach into the ice bucket full of steaming water and pull out the vibrator I bought that day... a rubber cock shaped sleeve over a plastic vibrator....just ever so slightly larger than my own hardness.... Maybe an inch longer... Not much thicker... but one that never goes soft.... And knowing how wet you are, I move the head of it back and forth along your slit before slowly inserting it into you... I love the way your hips move and your groans flow as the hardness stretches and fills you... I push it into you only an inch at a time.... giving you some and then taking some back... Enjoying teasing you for a few moments more... until I've pushed the length into you and your pussy is stretched full.... and all I have left in my hand is about an inch to hold onto....



And then I begin to pump you with it.... Reaching beneath your body to rub and circle your clit with my fingers as the fake cock fucks you.... and all the frustrations I've built begin to coalesce into an explosive climax.....



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And laying beside you as I tell my tale, I watch as your body begins to writhe in pleasure... your pussy spasming around your fingers... your hands a blur as one pumps in and out of you... the other rubbing hard and fast over your buzzing clit... my own orgasm almost upon me....



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And as your body arches, flexes and pulses in ecstasy, I never slow the motions... ensuring that your sex is pumped full, fast and deep as my fingers tease your clit.... Until I realize that your orgasm has peaked and is descending to relaxation.... And then I pull the vibrator from you... position myself between your legs and slide my own throbbing flesh cock into your sex.... reveling in the feeling of the open, wet, warm, deeply slick sensation of your pussy as it feels after you've just cum....



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And as my orgasm flows through me I moan it out to you.... "Oh, I'm cumming for you...." I manage to groan, my hand stroking up and down my length as the cum begins to jet in thick ropes from my cock.... Milky white splotches landing on my hand, legs and stomach... As your eyes watch happily..... And when the spasms have passed and there is no more jism to be milked from my erection, I smile a devilish smile at you, offering you my cum covered fingers to taste.... Lusting for your flavor as you offer me your fingers.... and as we suck each others' fingers clean, I wonder how I ever met someone so perfect for me.... and then I pull my fingers from your lips to pull your face to mine, meeting in a deep, wet, passionate kiss.... relishing our combined flavors and wondering how much of our weekend is actually going to be spent NOT in bed....



A small voice reminds me that you have new and fresh spots on your body that will glisten if we let them dry, but I have a feeling we won't.... Unless we stop for breakfast, I have a feeling that the tub will be our next stop and only God knows what might happen in there.....



Kristy's Sexual Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Eight



With yesterday's new experiences existing as sweet memories and having started the day in such a delicious way, Kristy and I headed into the shower together. I glanced at the clock on the way in, and was pleased to see that it was almost nine-thirty. I had previously requested that room service deliver breakfast to the room at nine-thirty and figured that it would show up while we were in the shower. It would be a pleasant surprise from my lover to come out of the shower and be able to enjoy breakfast in bed.



Though we didn't get into any serious play in the shower, I did enjoy soaping up my lover's soft body under the hot spray of the steaming water, and enjoyed every moment as she returned the favor. As much as I enjoyed running my hands over her slick soapy flesh, hugging her hips and caressing her full chest, I enjoyed the selfish pleasure of her hands cleansing my length and fondling my about empty balls.



Our tongues played a lot, wrestling together, tasting skin, mine teasing a nipple every now and then. We were in no hurry&hellip;. Simply enjoying the time together and the non-sexual intimacy of being naked and getting clean together. All together we were about half an hour in the shower and we took our time drying off as well. Before stepping out to the living area, we both donned the soft terri-cloth robes that the hotel so nicely provided. I had no problem eating in the nude, but, having just taken a shower, I don't think either of us wanted to risk dropping hot food into our laps, or in my lover's case, on her chest.



Breakfast was wonderful as we sat at the small dining table. The table was solid oak with matching chairs and perfectly round with enough space to comfortably seat four. It obviously would split and take a leaf to make it larger, I assumed to seat six. Breakfast was a collection of pancakes, scrambled eggs, French toast, bacon, Canadian bacon, breakfast sausage (links &amp; patties), biscuits and hash-browns. We both ate well, and didn't slow down until we were stuffed.

<hr pg="6" />With breakfast out of the way, we tended to the minor toiletry duties that would prepare us for our day and dressed casually. It was almost eleven by the time we headed out the hotel room door. I stopped at the front desk to ask for extra towels in our bathroom and let them know we'd be expecting some guests later that evening. The front desk staff assured me that would be no problem, and that each guest, if they stopped at the desk, would be announced prior to being admitted upstairs. I didn't think any of our invited guests would stop at the desk, but you never know.



With that taken care of my lover and I headed out to walk the closer parts of the city and to do some shopping at a local ten story mall. We enjoyed ourselves quite a bit during the remainder of the morning and throughout lunchtime. We walked A LOT and even took a helicopter tour of the city. We had lunch at a nice outdoor café and, since we'd had such a large breakfast, we both ate light. I had warned my lover that the afternoon was not going to be as relaxing as the morning was, and she understood what I meant, not ordering anything that would be heavy on her stomach if she was overly active. This afternoon, she was definitely going to be&hellip;..



By two-thirty we were back in our hotel room. I suggested to Kristy that she might want to relax for awhile, either watching television or taking a nap. I told her that at three o'clock I was expecting guests and she was going to have the responsibility of waiting on us. When she asked what we were going to be doing that she would have to wait on us, I explained to her that I had five friends coming over and that we had planned a poker game. I further explained that I expected her to provide snacks, sodas and beers as the "boys" required and that I'd pick out the clothes she would wear only after they had all arrived.



With that, Kristy, looking very excited about what may happen with six men in a hotel room with her, went to lay down. Having decided to mix my two suggestions, she got comfortable on the bed and turned on the television. While she relaxed, I got the table leaf out of the closet and set up the dining area so that it would comfortably seat the six of us. With the table prepared, I got out the card set: two decks of cards, one set of chips and an automatic shuffler. "The boys" started arriving at ten minutes before three and I was ready for them.



Stan arrived first: he was about six feet tall, fit, dark hair, dark eyes, clean shaven and dressed comfortably. Ted was next: about five-seven, on the thin side, shoulder length hair and also clean shaven. Jerome, or Jerry, arrived at the same time as Bob. Jerry was almost six-three and built atheletically, while Bob was about five-ten with an average build. Mike was the last to arrive; all six feet of him, built lean, with a crew cut and also clean shaven. I had met each of these men only once before, but had exchanged countless emails with all of them. One of Kristy's fantasies was to have more men than she could handle. When I asked her to specify a number, she'd picked six, and here we were. Including myself, these six men were here for the express purpose of teasing my lover for two hours, through the course of the game, and then to pleasure her, and be pleasured by her, in every way we could think of after the game.



What my lover didn't know, but I did from the advertising, interviews and emails, was that each of these men was endowed with a cock that was a minimum of seven inches long, with Mike carrying a smooth eleven inches between his legs. Each had something different about him:



Stan was the uncircumsized guy in the bunch and about eight inches long. Ted, aside from being the shortest, was the only guy with shoulder length hair and hair no where else on his body. How he accomplished that was not my business, but I'd seen the pictures and it was true. Jerry had a particular fondness for anal sex and the thinner equipment that allowed women less discomfort when he exercised his preferences. Bob was pretty much a standard guy with a little more than nine erect inches standing proud, but his wife (yeah, he let me talk to her and she'd be around later that evening) had assured me that Bob could cum no less than three times in an hour without going soft in between. Mike was carrying the largest tool and was in the best shape by the looks of him. I got to be there by virtue of providing my lover to all of these men.



Once the guys were all seated at the table, I went to get Kristy. She was still laying on the bed watching television, but had stripped down to her bra and panties when she heard people start arriving. She explained that she wanted to be ready for me to tell her what to wear&hellip;. I could tell from the moist spot in her panties that she'd been thinking a lot about the afternoon and I wondered if her fingers had been busy. I decided not to ask at the moment and reached into my suitcase to pull out her clothing. The outfit was basically a corset with matching garter belt, thong panties, thigh high stockings and heels. The cups that would cover and contain her breasts attached and detached by way of six snaps each, and I told her to leave them on for now. I instructed my lover to make sure she was wearing the outfit correctly when she appeared from the bedroom and to further insure that she wouldn't need any "potty breaks" in the next few hours. I didn't want our guests to have to suffer any interruptions or wait for any refreshments. She was to be "on demand" at all times.



That out of the way, I exited the bedroom, closing the door behind me, and joined the guys around the table. I explained that I was going to wait until Kristy entered the room to go over the rules for the afternoon, which would include betting and prizes for the game. In the few minutes it took my lover to dress, we all joked while we opened the two new packs of cards and counted out the chips amongst us. There was no real money involved, but we decided to put dollar values on the various color chips anyway, "just for fun". By the time we were finished, the bedroom door opened and Kristy stepped out, dressed to kill.



My lover fit the skimpy clothing SO well that all conversation stopped when she entered the room. The heals were just high enough to accentuate her long legs, but not be uncomfortable for her. The thigh high stockings stopped mid thigh and allowed eight or ten inches of bare skin to show up to the "barely there" thong panties. The crotch of her panties was almost, but not quite, see through, allowing everyone to get a good idea of what she had stuffed inside. The garter belt and corset combination complimented her waist and hips, while the chest cups were full and straining. No one was going to complain if the snaps popped!



Kristy stepped right over to the table to stand beside me. With her standing there, I performed introductions and gave the rules for the afternoon. Looking up at my lover I introduced her around the table. "Hi, Sweety," I said with a smile. "You look wonderful in that outfit, and I'm sure the rest of the guys agree?" I looked around the table, receiving several nods and comments of agreement. Everyone's eyes were tracing my lover's body up and down, enjoying the exposed flesh and the flesh that was just barely not exposed. "These are my friends," I said to Kristy, gesturing around the table. "Stan, Ted, Jerry, Bob and Mike." Kristy made eye contact with each of them in turn, smiled and nodded as they did the same.



Then I spoke the rules of the afternoon: "Gentlemen," I said seriously, "this is my lover's first experience with having to serve multiple guys. Further, it's her first experience with any type of sexual interaction with more than one man at a time." I paused and saw that everyone was paying attention. "The rules for the afternoon are as follows: one, Kristy will play the part of our waitress for the duration of our poker game. Dressed as she is, she will serve us snacks and refreshments. At all times you must be polite when requesting her to serve you anything; two, when she brings you the item you requested, you may touch her any where, in any way, but you may not hurt her in any way; three, when Kristy is serving anyone at the table, no one else may touch her except the guy she is serving; four, this game is not about money, but about standing &#x2013; whoever has the most in his pot at the end of the two hours gets a half hour alone with Kristy in the bedroom. After that, the rest of us will join in. We all have to be finished playing no later than seven because we have other guests arriving at eighty-thirty and she will need time to get cleaned up, eat and rest. Five, during the winner's time alone with her, the rest of us will continue to play just for grins and giggles, but will immediately join them when the half hour is finished. Kristy has agreed that this afternoon's session of sexplay with be a "no holes barred" session meaning that any of us can have intercourse with her in any way we want, provided we cause her no discomfort and listen to her when she says what does or does not feel good." I paused to let everyone consider what they'd heard. "Any questions?" I asked. All five guys shook their heads negative.



With that, I asked my lover to get each man the beer of his choice from our selection, and then turned my attention to the game. Drawing from the deck, high card would win the deal, and it went to Bob. As Kristy walked around the table with beers, I noticed that she was bringing one beer at a time. In line with the rules, if she brought two, neither man would know whether or not he could touch her. Bringing one at a time allowed the man she gave the beer to touch her as he saw fit. My attention was split between the cards being dealt by Bob, and the hands that gently caressed my lover's legs and ass as she carefully put beers in front of all the men at the table. Since the panties that went with the outfit were thong in design, her ass cheeks were completely exposed to their touch and each man got a liberal feel of her full backside. It was going to be a long two hours.



As the game progressed, Kristy took to the habit of standing at my side when she wasn't getting someone something to eat or drink. As soon as I noticed this, I expressed to her rule six: After each time she served a man, she would change her position of "waiting"&hellip;. Each time she would return to the table and stand in between two men, moving one "slot" clock wise each time she returned. Additionally, whichever two guys she was standing between were free to fondle her while she stood "waiting" to be needed.



This new rule greatly increased the amount of touching attention my lover was receiving and I knew she was enjoying it. No matter where we men were in the game, Kristy was constantly getting caressed; her ass, the inside and outside of her thighs, her hips, sometimes her chest, and even more rarely, her pussy through the thin material of her panties. This piece of information was also filed away for future use, and use it I did about half an hour into the game. "Alright, guys," I said after Ted had one his third straight hand. "I want to add a bonus to the pot for the next hand." Everyone looked at me in askance and my lover had a look of absolute glee on her face as she waited to hear what it would be. "Whoever wins the next hand gets to take the breast cups off of Kristy's corset&hellip;.." and I paused&hellip;. "With his teeth." Smiles grew all around the table and I saw my lover's chest flush with the thought. On each breast there were four snaps that held the cup on under her breast and two that attached above to either side. Someone's face and mouth was going to be all over her breast when they won.



The next hand was actually fairly close and I have to admit intentionally trading in two cards that might have helped me out. I wanted to be sure not to win so that one of the other men would be able to get closer to my lover. Bob ended up winning the hand with a full house and Kristy moved over to stand beside him. So that he would not have to stand, my lover bent over to him, offering her clothing to his mouth. The other five of us got to watch as he carefully closed his teeth around one of the top snaps on the cup of her right breast. That popped and he moved to the second. I hadn't thought the order of snaps would matter, but now I realized that, with the top two snaps undone, Kristy's tit would be free and swinging to everyone's view while Bob dealt with the other four snaps. Good plan, I thought to myself.



The second snap popped and Bob hung onto it with his teeth, pulling the cup down and away from Kristy's tit, exposing the full swell and hardened nipple to everyone's view. That cup finished, he moved on to the left cup and unsnapped it in the same order. When he was finished, Kristy stood up straight and proud, displaying her chest for all of us to enjoy. When I thought about the fact that she wasn't being very shy I had to remind myself that she'd been stripping the night before and knew how much she'd enjoyed it. The next hour and a half were going to be fun.



Having her chest exposed got her more caresses and feels there while she was serving or waiting. Her nipples were rolled, gently pinched and pulled to aching erections. One time, after having served Mike a fresh beer, and feeling his fingers pinch her nipple, Kristy asked if the touching was restricted to hands only, or could the guys lick, suck and nibble, too? Looking around the table at all the expectant faces, I answered that licking, sucking and nibbling was allowed, but that hickies were not so they'd have to be careful. However, I explained that this afternoon was about the men being served so that Kristy was prohibited from pushing her tits down to a man and demanding some oral attention. Instead, if a man wanted a taste of tit or ass, he'd have to push or pull her as necessary to get the desired part of her body in her mouth.



That rule did indeed make the game more difficult to focus on as each man enjoyed a mouthful of something every time they were served. My lover's nipples were standing very proud and her ass cheeks showed red where people had been nibbling and sucking. Ted continued to win hand after hand, and seemed to have the best luck concentrating on the game as opposed to concentrating on my lover's body.



After about another forty-five minutes, I announced another bonus prize. Whoever won the next hand would get to remove my lover's thong panties. Again, this would be done with the teeth. A warm smile played across my lover's face when she heard this, and all of us men became serious about our cards. I knew I wasn't going to win, even if I had to lose intentionally again, but I hoped someone besides Bob would win so that the wealth could be spread, so to speak.



Mike won this hand and everything stopped so that we could watch him take Kristy's thong off. Stan suggested that she stand on the table so that we'd all have a better view, and since it was so sturdy, I heartily agreed. Mike stood up and offered Kristy a hand up, which she accepted as she stepped up into the chair and then onto the table. It quickly became clear that Mike was going to have to stand on a chair to reach her thongs, but he did so without incident. With both hands on my lover's hips, Mike rubbed his face into her abdomen, used his lips to pull the material away from her skin, secured the top of her panties with his teeth and then began the downward journey of pulling them off.



Of course, he got the best view as he pulled them down, his face mere inches from Kristy's hot sex. I could tell that her panties were moist and I envied Mike the smell, taste and sight he was getting to enjoy. When he got the thongs down to her knees, they fell away freely and my lover carefully stepped out of them. Mike left them lay and kept looking up into Kristy's pretty pussy. Enjoying herself immensely and not wanting just Mike to have the fun, Kristy strutted carefully around the table, not disturbing any chips, but giving every one of us a good view of her naked womanhood, arching her legs apart and wiggling her ass to add to the show. I don't think I got any harder than I was right then.



For the remainder of the game, there were a lot of wet and sticky fingers handling the cards. It got so bad that Kristy was holding onto the table as she stood between two men, her legs spread and her back arched as they fingered her pussy, clit and ass, all but ignoring their cards and the game. A few times, just as Kristy was getting ready to cum, another man at the table would demand a beer and she had no choice but to serve him. That done, she'd have to move to a different "slot" around the table and start fresh with one of the guys she just left and whoever was on the other side of him.



I have to admit that it was difficult to play for the two whole hours, but we managed. At the end of the game, I instructed Kristy to step away from the table over to the sofa in the living area so that we could all count our pots without distraction. She obeyed but was still a distraction. I counted my pot eagerly, but knew that I wasn't the winner: I had thrown too many hands intentionally. I was sure that Ted was going to be the winner, but was surprised when Jerry came up with the largest pot. That agreed on, the remaining four of us split his pot four ways and prepared to continue to play. Jerry stood up away from the table, his raging hard on obvious in his jeans, stepped over to Kristy, offered her his hand and escorted her into the bedroom. The door closed, did not lock per prior agreements, and the fun began.



I paid close attention to the clock as our poker game continued. Every now and then we would hear squeals of delight or moans of pleasure. At one point I heard the bed frame being bumped against the wall in a strong steady rhythm and knew that my lover was getting a good fucking. The bumping stopped about five minutes before the half hour was up, and when the clock showed it was time, the four of us that remained at the table ditched our cards without any hesitation. We pretended not to be in a hurry as we all moved to the bedroom door and the others were nice enough to let me actually open it.



The sight that greeted us was Kristy on top of Stan in a 69, his feet toward us. She stopped sucking his semi-erect cock only long enough to look up at me, smile and then drop her mouth back down onto his length. I enjoyed watching as we all undressed and Kristy kept looking up to see the naked men being exposed before her. I assumed, since Stan's cock was growing back to erection that he'd fucked Kristy to orgasm once (for himself anyway) and she was breathing life back into him. As the rest of us got undressed, and moved to the bed, other options came into play.



Before moving to the bed myself, I was sure to start the video camera recording. I had set it up earlier that day just for this purpose and didn't want my lover to miss the sights of her taking on six guys.



Ted was actually first to join Kristy and Stan on the bed. As he crawled on and knealt in front of Kristy, she released Stan's cock and immediately sucked Ted's length into her throat in a single stroke. Ted's hardness measured about seven inches, I guessed, but Kristy seemed to really enjoy the fact that he had no pubic hair. For that matter, except for the hair on his head, he had no hair on his body at all.



Stan was nice enough to move out from under my lover, but before she could get comfortable, Bob took his place and began to eat her pussy. It occurred to me that Bob may very well be sucking Stan's load out of Kristy's hot box, but he wasn't complaining and neither was anyone else apparently. Stan moved to sit in a chair off to the side and lazily stroked himself as he watched the show. I thought that seemed a good idea and moved to the chair on the other side of him to do the same. My hands didn't feel near as good on my crank and balls as Kristy's did, but I'd get my turn. Mike seemed to agree with us as he moved to the wall where he stood relaxed and fisted his monster cock. He had said it was eleven inches when fully erect and it looked well on it's way, already over nine inches long and not fully erect yet.

<hr pg="7" />That left only Jerry. He too moved onto the bed, and took a kneeling position next to Ted. Jerry's cock was about eight inches long, but thinner than anyone else's, in the room anyway. Ted didn't seem to mind the company, and Kristy took Ted's cock from her mouth long enough to suck Jerry's length a few times. After that, she began to take turns on them, alternately sucking one while stroking the other, and then trading after a few minutes. All the while, Bob was under her busily eating her pussy.



I was really enjoying the show when Kristy's eyes clenched shut, her hips hunched and her body shook in orgasm. Bob was obviously doing a good job and I was thrilled to see that my lover was being pleased as compared to just being used. When her orgasm had passed, Bob released the sucking lock he had on her pussy and we heard him gasp for air. When he caught his breath he called for a rearrangement of bodies and everyone on the bed agreed. Ted made it clear that he was almost to climax and had no interest in switching positions, but he would gladly stay where he was while everyone else moved.



As bodies moved, I enjoyed the views of my lover's nakedness and I also enjoyed the fact that every other man was enjoying her as well. When the bodies settled, I was looking at Bob laying on his back with his cock sticking straight up. Kristy straddled him and easily sank her pussy down onto his rod. She had to hunch up and down a couple times to get his whole length into her pussy, but she was drenched and stretched open from Stan's fucking, and took Bob's meat without much difficulty. I wondered briefly if she was going to be able to do that with Mike, but figured I'd find out later. Ted knealt above Bob's head, feeding Kristy his cock again and that left Jerry only to move behind my lover. I wasn't going to interfere unless Kristy expressed some discomfort, but she'd never had a cock in both her pussy and her ass at the same time, and I wondered if she'd be okay with it.



I shouldn't have worried. With her mouth still building Ted to his climax, when Kristy felt Jerry's cock at her back door, she stopped moving on Bob long enough to let Jerry gain entrance. I saw her wince just a little at his first entry, but then she smiled around Ted's cock, reached a hand back to pull Jerry's full length into her ass, and sat her pussy all the way back down onto Bob. It took a few moments for them to reach a matched tempo, but they were soon moving in unison. As Kristy rode up and down Bob's length, Jerry moved back in forth in opposite time. As Bob's cock slid out of her, Jerry's slid in. As Jerry's slid in her ass, she was moving forward and taking Ted's cock into her sucking mouth.



Just a few minutes later I watched Ted's head fall back, his hips arch forward, his eyes close and knew that his orgasm was upon him. He mumbled something about cumming and I saw his cock begin to throb before Kristy sucked him all the way into her mouth again. She kept her head down on his cock as Ted spat his load, jetting thick ropes of cum into her mouth and across the back of her tongue. Kristy kept his length pulled fully into her mouth, sucking hard until all of Ted's load had been released, and when she released his cock, he fell back onto the bed, expired for the time being. I watched in excitement as my lover used her fingers to gather the few drops of Ted's cum that she hadn't sucked down her thirsty throat and then sucked those fingers clean.



Jerry and Bob never stopped moving, having slowed just a little as Ted came. Now they resumed their previous pace, fucking Kristy steadily with full strokes in and out of her body, one below and one above. When my lover had swallowed every drop that she could find on her fingers, she glanced over her shoulder at the three of us on the bed. "Someone come feed me another one," she said with a smile and a groan. She was obviously loving every inch of sex she was enjoying; the nastiness; the cum; the plunging cocks; just the pure pleasure of her body moving with others in ways that resulted in ecstasy.



I gestured for Mike to join her on the bed, eager to see what she'd do with his now fully erect eleven inches of stiff meat. I have to give my lover credit: she didn't flinch, but instead opened her mouth wide as he settled before her, using one hand to guide him between her lips and sticking out her tongue to circle his head. Just as Mike's cock was disappearing, somewhat, into my lover's warm mouth, Bob moaned that he was going to cum. Jerry was nice enough to stop pounding, but stayed buried deep so that she was full at both ends as she sat fully down on Bob to feel his manhood pulse within her. I heard Kristy moan as Bob's cock throbbed and came, flooding her pussy with the second load of cum she'd enjoyed there in less than an hour.



True to his promises, and the comments of his wife, Bob's cock didn't soften even a little bit, and as soon as the pulsing of his climax had passed, Kristy started moving again, inspiring Jerry to begin pumping as well. The slick sounds of sex were plain to hear from between my lover's thighs as she rode up and down Bob's length while Jerry still pumped into and out of her relaxed ass. Mike looked quite pleased with her oral attention and I felt satisfied that my lover was having the time of her life.



In another few minutes Jerry announced his pending orgasm and soon he was jerking in orgasm, his length buried in Kristy's rectum and spewing his cum. Pulling Mike's erection from her mouth, Kristy moaned how hot it was and how she could feel his hardness pulsating inside her. That said, she went back to work on Mike, getting about half his length into her mouth and stroking the remainder with her hand. As Jerry pulled his softening shaft from her backdoor, Bob bounced just the right way and another orgasm flooded through Kristy, causing her to lose her suction on Mike, clench her eyes in pleasure and moan a continuous sound of gutteral satisfaction.



When her climax had passed, Kristy caught her breath and told everyone what she wanted. Looking down at Bob she said, "We're going to move in a second&hellip;&hellip;&hellip; and I want you kneeling in front of me. I want to suck you clean and taste your next load." He smiled and voiced no argument. Looking up at Mike, my lover said, "I want you to lay down so I can straddle you. My pussy is nicely fucked open and I want to see if I can take your whole length." Mike smiled and didn't argue either. Looking over her shoulder at me, my lover smiled and asked, "Care to fuck my ass again?" I wasn't about to argue either.



It took only a few seconds for everyone to move around. Mike laid down, Kristy straddled him and I watched in amazement as she worked her pussy down onto his pole. Even as relaxed as she was, that was stretched open and she needed to be stretched deep. On her first down stroke I watched her sex stretch around his length and take about six inches. Up she went and back down, her juices and Bob's cum shining on Mike's shaft. On the down stroke this time, she got at least nine or ten inches in. Instead of moving back up for another stroke, my lover just started grinding, pushing her weight down onto Mike's manhood until her pussy lips were grinding against his pubis. She took it all and rode it for several strokes before leaning over to take Bob into her mouth.



As for me, I moved behind her, made sure my cock was slick with her juices and the cum that Mike's cock had squeezed out of her, and then ever so slowly inserted my length into her back door. She was fairly relaxed and didn't seem to mind my penetration, even though she felt tighter to me than she had been the night before, probably because Mike's huge meat was filling her in the front end.



For a number of minutes my lover just sat down on Mike's length, encouraging me to fuck her ass while she sucked Bob's cock hard. Mike's pleasure was to feel her grinding down and around on him as she made sure she felt all three of us penetrating her body. As much as I had been stroking my length while watching the show; and as horny as I'd become of the course of the past two hours (plus), it took me not long at all before I squeezed Kristy's hips, told her I was going to cum, and pulled my length from her. I stroked my cock hard and with the proper rhythm so that my cum shot in milky lines all over her ass cheeks and lower back. I pulsed at least a dozen times, depositing a sizeable load onto her creamy skin before my orgasm passed and I stopped stroking.



As I came, so did Bob for the second time without announcing anything to Kristy. She was caught by surprise when he started squirting, and reflexively pulled his manhood out of her mouth. His cock in her hand, he shot his load onto her face, hitting her cheeks and chin and open mouth. I felt bad for Mike since some of it might land on him, but was past caring as I tried to recover from my own intense orgasm.



When Bob and I had recovered our breathing, Mike asked Kristy to turn over so he could "fuck her the way a woman should be." She agreed and as Bob and I extracted ourselves from the mix, she rolled over onto her back. Mike climbed between her legs, left the backs of her knees with his elbows pushing her legs back high and wide and lowered his body until his cock was fully engulfed in her sex once again. As he began to pump her against the bed, I leaned down close to her and enjoyed the view of the ropes of cum that Bob had deposited as they started to congeal and dry on her face.



"Are you having a good time?" I asked her, already knowing the answer.



"Oh, yes," she moaned out, her eyes closed as Mike kept rocking her.



"Do you like the cum on your face and ass?" I asked, probing for an idea.



"I love it," she said without hesitation.



"Would you enjoy more all over you?" I asked the final question.



"MMMMMMMM, yessssss," she moaned as an orgasm flooded through her, the result of Mike's pounding eleven inch pole.



Mike kept pounding as I looked at the ring of guys around the room. "All right, fellas," I said with a smile. "The lady wants all the cum on her that we can deliver. Circle around, take matters in hand, and make sure it lands on her somewhere!" Everyone stepped up to the task and soon five of us circled around Kristy, me at her head, and two on either side, as Mike continued to pump her hard back and forth, stroking the full length of his monster cock in and out of her from head to balls at every stroke.



Stan, who had enjoyed the most recovery time, came first, aiming his load onto her belly where her fingers began to play with it before he even finished shooting, the remaining jets landing on the backs of her hands. I watched her left hand keep rubbing around in his cum while she rubbed the back of her right hand across the cheeks of her face, smearing more cum there. Ted shot next, his load landing on her left tit and in her cleavage, Kristy's left hand immediately moving to rub his cum in, smearing it across her nipple which she pinched and pulled while she rubbed. Jerry and Bob came almost at the same time, one on her stomach and the other on her right tit. Kristy promptly rubbed it all into her skin, raising her right hand to her mouth to lick and suck some of the hot cream into her hungry mouth. Since I had most recently cum, I lasted the longest (in this case) giving Kristy warning before I told her to open her mouth, shooting my cum straight down onto her tongue. When she closed her mouth to swallow, more of my load landed on her nose, lips, cheeks and chin, but it didn't stay there long as she used her fingers to scoop it into her mouth. Mike finally came, pulling his cock out of her pussy with a pop, and stroking his large meat, he jetted load after thick white load onto her belly, pussy and even up between her tits.



When it was all done and said, I had lost track of how many times Kristy had cum, how many loads of cum she'd taken inside her pussy, ass or mouth, and how many loads of cum she'd had on her. With the exception of three from Bob, the rest of us had cum twice except Mike (the poor guy) who had cum only the one time, so I figured a total a dozen loads of jism either in or on her. A look at the clock told us that we were approaching our time limit, so I suggested that Kristy just relax while the guys rotated in and out of the bathroom to get cleaned up. I stopped the video camera and got my lover a glass of water to help wash down all the jism she'd accepted.



Twenty minutes later we were alone and all the cum on her was dried. I asked her if she wanted a shower and she told me "no". She wanted to leave the cum on her as long as possible; she wanted to just lay, not move, and enjoy the throbbing, thoroughly fucked feeling she had all over. I couldn't argue with that and let her know softly that we had about an hour and a half to get cleaned up, eat dinner and be ready for our next round of guests. With a wicked grin, Kristy smiled up at me and said, "I can't wait til then. Call them and tell them to show up sooner."



"You'll have to wait, my love," I assured her. "But it will be well worth the wait." Her evening was going to be almost as busy as her afternoon and I was going to love every single minute of it.



 





Kristy's Sexual Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Nine



I guess another fifteen or twenty minutes went by as my lover and I just laid on the bed &#x2013; her enjoying the "freshly fucked" feeling that was still throbbing through her, and me enjoying listening to her describe what she was feeling as the experience had progressed. Even after having cum twice, after listening to her talk about sex for twenty minutes, each man's equipment, their touch, their taste, her frustrations and how she'd felt during each stage of our intercourse play, I was hard all over again.



Still, we needed to get cleaned up and eat something before our guests arrived at eight-thirty, so I gently coerced Kristy to the bathroom where I started a nice hot steaming shower for her. Realizing that I had just done this earlier in the day, I joined her under the needle like spray and washed her completely. I got her to kneel before me where she played teasingly with my erection while I washed her hair. Then, with her standing up I washed her body from ears to feet, lathering her liberally and making sure I rinsed away all traces of soap. That done, I washed myself up, not so much objecting to her doing it, but trying to just let her relax in the steam. She had been very busy that afternoon and was going to be enjoying more similar activities for most of the evening. The last thing I wanted her to do, as much as she believed it couldn't happen, was to burn herself out on sex.



With our showers completed, I helped to towel her off and suggested that she put on some comfortable sweats until our guests began to arrive. Kristy kept asking me how many people were going to be coming over, and what role she was going to play, but I held out on the information. I wanted it to be as much of a surprise as possible since her actions would be much more enjoyable, both for her and the rest of us, if she had to perform them with minimum notice. What I did tell her was that we were expecting exclusively women, one photographer and two videographers. As a teasing tidbit I assured her that there would be both pictures and video clips of the evening loaded onto a commercial website on the Internet. Kristy, my dear sweet passionate hungry-for-more lover, expressed some minor concern about having her naked body, doing God only knew what, posted all over the Internet for the world to see. I assured my lover that, first off, no one would be able to know it was her (thanks to expert editing) and second, that only people who looked at one particular website would find any of the photos or videos. I refused to tell her anymore.



Dressed comfortably, we ordered a light dinner from room service and watched the evening news waiting for it to be delivered. By eight-fifteen we'd both eaten our fill, set the dirty dishes aside, enjoyed strawberry shortcake for desert and were just waiting for our guests. While waiting, I arranged all of the dining room chairs in a circular pattern in the living room area so that the sofa, love seat and chairs would seat all of the women I was expecting. I guess they were really arranged in more of a half circle that opened toward the dining room table which I knew would also see good use.



About five of eight, the first young lady arrived carrying two very large suitcases. I met her at the door and helped her with the bags, escorted her in, introduced her to Kristy and set the bags on the dining room table. The lady's name was Tawnee and she was hot beyond description. Standing about five foot six, but wearing high enough heals to look me in the eye, she was dressed in a short tight-fitting suede skirt with a matching silk blouse. Her legs were bare but smooth and tanned. Her body was what adolescent dreams are made of, shapely without being soft or fat; full in all the right places. I estimated her chest at about a 36C, but wondered if she wasn't squeezing a D cup chest into a C cup bra. Facially, she was quite attractive; her dark almond shaped eyes nicely framed by her auburn just-short-of-shoulder-length hair.



When Kristy asked Tawnee what was in the suit cases, Tawnee gave me a questioning look. "She honestly doesn't know," I told Tawnee with a grin. "Her role in this evening's event is completely unknown to her." Shaking her head with a smile, Tawnee turned to my lover and explained what was going on.



"Through an internet contact I started exchanging emails with Frank some time ago. He agreed to provide a comfortable area to host an "evening accessories" party."



"What's an "evening accessories party"?" asked Kristy.



"Well," answered Tawnee as she opened the suitcases, "these are evening accessories." As she answered, she gestured to the one suitcase full of sexual toys, both electrical and not, and the second suitcase full of sexy underthings, intimate apparel and specifically sexually oriented clothing.



"And my role is?" Kristy asked looking back and forth between us. Tawnee looked at me with raised eyebrows but I indicated that she should go ahead and answer.



"Frank volunteered you, and assured me you wouldn't mind, to play both model for the clothing and tester for the toys throughout the evening, dependent on the other guests' requests." I didn't usually see my lover blush, but she visibly turned red as she considered what this meant. Looking at the suitcase full of toys she saw vibrators, dildos, clitoral stimulators, anal vibrators, butt plugs, etc.. Looking over to the other suitcase she quickly asked how we knew anything Tawnee had brought would fit. "In fact," replied Tawnee, "I know everything will fit. I only brought your size." Kristy looked at me knowingly, understanding why I had carefully noted the sizes of everything she wore several weeks before.



Right then the first guest arrived, and it turned out to be Bob's wife, Susan. A medium height blond with a nice figure, Susan introduced herself and then offered a smile with a handshake to Kristy. "I'd like to thank you for treating Bob so well this afternoon," she complimented my lover. "He came home happy but still horny and looking forward to me bringing home whatever Tawnee can sell me tonight."



Holding on to Susan's hand for a few moments, Kristy returned a smile that all women would understand and said, "Let me assure you that it was my pleasure." I nearly choked as she continued with, "And you must make sure to stay in touch with Frank&hellip; I'd love to see you both together sometime." Susan nodded an accepting smile at the suggestion, eyed my lover's body up and down, probably not being able to tell much through the baggy sweats, but also knowing that she'd see everything bared later.



Kristy and Susan began to help Tawnee set up her displays, carefully laying out all of the toys and clothing as Tawnee directed, creating a very tasteful arrangement that attracted one's eyes to items in various groups. Within the next fifteen minutes, all of the other guests had arrived, another ten women anyway, along with a female photographer and a two person team to videotape the presentation. Tawnee was an independent sales lady for a world-wide sex accessories company, and as it turned out, their most successful. Hoping to catch some of her tricks to teach to others, the company was paying for the evening's presentation to be video-taped so that it could be broken down for training and sales purposes. Some of the clips would be digitally encoded for live-streaming via the Internet and loaded onto the company's website. I knew that Tawnee had about a two hour presentation, dependent on guest participation, and I fully expected to enjoy quite a show in the two hour time frame. I also knew that I was going to be horny as hell when it was over, but that I would at least be able to enjoy my lover before going to sleep that evening.

<hr pg="8" />When all the ladies were seated and Tawnee was ready to begin, she handed Kristy an outfit and asked that she go change into it. Throughout the presentation, she'd have Kristy constantly changing and modeling outfits while Tawnee spoke about various sex toys during Kristy's absences to change. After each change, Kristy may or may not be asked to demonstrate the proper usage of a particular toy, or have it demonstrated on her by Tawnee before going and changing into the next outfit.



Kristy's first outfit was a mid-thigh length white lace and satin outfit that had matching bikini panties. It was fairly low-cut but didn't display my lover's body in any way that I thought was overly provocative. While Kristy was changing, Tawnee started her presentation off with some massage oils and sex lubricants, mentioning the various flavors and affects that were available. Some of the women didn't believe Tawnee's claims about how the oils could make skin feel hot, or about how others tasted a particular way. Tawnee told them to be patient and she'd demonstrate momentarily.



Kristy re-entered the room at that moment and looked quite attractive in the white outfit I described. Tawnee gave a short description of the material and highlights while asking Kristy to turn, squat, bend and left her legs alternately. While Tawnee gave her speech about the outfit, the photographer took several pictures from different angles. The women enjoyed some nice views of my lover's body, but I'm not sure any of them enjoyed them as much as I did. When it seemed the presentation about the outfit was done, Kristy asked for the next one, but Tawnee told her to wait a moment that she needed Kristy's help with some oils and lubricants.



To demonstrate the effects, flavors and so forth to the other women, Tawnee carefully rubbed different oils onto different parts of Kristy's body, having Kristy walk around the semi-circle and allowing each woman to feel or taste in turn. I wasn't sure how sexy this was going to be, but when Tawnee had Kristy bend over so that a watermelon flavored lubricant could be rubbed into the back of her right thigh, high up next to her ass, I knew that some woman was going to taste it. As it turned out, that was the lubricant Susan had questioned about. When Kristy got over in front of Susan, or Su as she liked to be called, Su asked my lover to stand side-ways to her and bend over so that she could get a clear mouthful of Kristy's skin. My lover complied, Su put one arm around the front of Kristy's legs, grasping the far side of her left thigh, and the other hand high on the inside of Kristy's right thigh. Thus holding Kristy in place, Su lowered her face to the back of Kristy's thigh, inhaled deeply at the spot where the lubricant had been placed, and then licked tentatively at the spot. After a few small tentative tasting licks, Su got more serious, opening her mouth wide and getting a good suck lock on that portion of my lover's leg, licking the skin while she sucked on the flavor.



When Su let go I realized that Kristy had flushed, obviously enjoying the contact that Su had provided. Only after all the women had enjoyed their smell, feel or taste of skin did Tawnee hand Kristy the next outfit which appeared a little more skimpy. Kristy disappeared into the bedroom to change and Tawnee moved on to discuss vibrating body massagers. She timed things perfectly so that her presentation about three massagers was complete just as Kristy re-emerged from the bedroom, this time wearing a babydoll oufit with matching thong panties. The top of the outfit was short enough that the naked cheeks of my lover's butt were exposed for everyone to plainly see. The top was also sheer enough that the darker shade of Kristy's nipples was visible through the material. The panties weren't quite as sheer, but they were of thin enough material that my lover's carefully trimmed bush was obvious as it pushed out against the triangle shaped material covering it. Once again, the photographer was busy taking photos while the rest of us enjoyed the view.



Tawnee demonstrated how one of the massagers was properly used, pressing her hand with the electrical device high onto Kristy's back, rubbing a shoulder blade and then stopping. Several of the women wanted to feel how the massagers felt when used on them, and others wanted to see how it felt to use them on someone else. Rotating the massagers among users, Kristy ended up using one massager on a woman's back and allowing another woman to use it on her own. The other curious women were their own guinea pigs, rubbing and receiving rubs as they tested out the various feels, speeds and vibratory strengths of the massagers. All the while, the two women running the video cameras were moving around getting tape of various interactions.



When they were finished, Kristy was handed another outfit and shown to the bedroom. This time while she was gone, Tawnee presented several small games that her company sold. One was a dice game in which two dice were rolled and the person who rolled them had to perform the action dictated on one for the time limit dictated on the other. Another game was a card game in which the players all drew cards. Someone had to speak up to say that they thought they had the high card and if they didn't then they had to perform the sexual act on the person who was actually holding the highest card. If the original player actually did have the highest card, then the sexual act described thereon was performed on them by the player of their choice. The last game was similar to darts, except played with Velcro covered balls. As many as five players each threw a single ball at the board. The person whose ball struck closest to center received the sexual favor described on the board under the ball of the person farthest from the center.



When Kristy returned, the outfit she had on was very low-cut, had thong panties that were thin in front as well and was quite literally see through. Nothing about my lover's body was hidden from anyone's view. The photographer was once again right there in front of my beautiful Kristy capturing various angles that insured a good view of how the outfit accentuated and displayed my lover's body. Tawnee invited the women to try out the three games and Su immediately volunteered. Selecting the dice game, she handed them to Kristy and asked her to roll them. While she was rolling them Kristy asked for a quick explanation of the game. The dice fell with one side up showing "Suck a nipple" and the other side up showing "One minute". Tawnee said she thought it was obvious that Kristy was now required to suck Su's nipple for one minute.



I knew that my lover had quite a bit of bi-sexual curiosities and I also knew that both she and I were looking forward to what would happen next. I wasn't sure if Su was going to bare her body in front of all the other women, nor was I sure she'd be willing to engage in any type of sexual act in front of the same group. Surprisingly enough, Sue immediately pulled her sweater over her head and unhooked her bra (it was one of those clasp-in-front jobs), bearing her firm chest. My well-practiced eyes guestimated Su's chest at about a C-cup&hellip;. But maybe I was being hopeful. One thing was obvious though &#x2013; her nipples were already hard. The photographer was there once again to get close ups of the action, and the videographers made sure that they each got some good footage as well.



I have to give my lover credit: she didn't pause or flinch at the thought. She'd committed to this evening and wasn't about to stop no matter what experiences were thrown at her. On top of that, I think she had been keeping her bi-sexual curiosities and desires bottled up for so long that she was just exploding with anticipation to taste Su, and not only just her nipple! Stepping over to where Su sat, Kristy knelt down in front of her, insinuating herself between Su's spread thighs&hellip;. Su reached out, her eyes meeting Kristy's, cradled Kristy's head gently and pulled it to her breast. I was holding my breath as I watched my lover's mouth engulf Su's right nipple without any "foreplay". Kristy just opened wide and sucked as much of Su's nipple into her mouth as she could get &#x2013; an awful lot of tit went along for the ride, but neither of them seemed to be complaining.



I realized that Tawnee was actually watching the clock and was disappointed when she said, "Time," at the end of the one minute. Kristy immediately pulled her head away, leaving Su's very erect and shining wet nipple for all to see. Both my lover and Su looked disappointed, but I didn't think it would last for long. There was a lot of the evening left.



Tawnee pulled out the card game next and asked who wanted to play. Kristy was a given, and Su also raised her hand. Two other women indicated that they would play and each of the four participants drew a card from the deck as Tawnee held it spread. "Now," asked Tawnee, "who has the highest card?"



Su immediately indicated that she felt she had the highest card, but Kristy challenged her just as quickly. Su's card turned out to be a jack and Kristy was holding a King. According to the rules, Su now had to perform whatever sexual act Kristy demanded, and no time limit had been specified. "What is your demand of her?" Tawnee asked Kristy.



"I want her to return the favor," answered Kristy. "I want her to suck my nipples for one minute each." Ah, I thought to myself, my lover is using her head. Just as Kristy had before her, Su didn't flinch or pause. In fact, she'd never even put her bra or sweater back on and was still sitting naked to the waist. Getting up from her seat, Su stepped over to where my lover was standing, carefully pulled the see-through outfit up to further expose Kristy's chest and bent to her task. When Su's mouth made contact, my lover's eyes glazed over with pleasure, but when Su really started sucking and tonguing around Kristy's nipples, I watched my darling's head fall back as a groan of pleasure escaped from low in her throat.



Su alternated back and forth between my lover's breasts and I enjoyed it every time Kristy's erect and slick shiny nipples were displayed to the room. Still watching the clock, Tawnee said, "Time," just as I knew Kristy was ready to pull Su down with her to the floor. I saw all the signs in my lover and knew that she just wanted to play right then and there. She didn't care who was watching; she didn't care who participated (of those in the room); she just wanted to please and be pleased until she was too exhausted to go on. I quietly thanked the powers that be for having blessed me with a woman who could have that kind of appetite after the weekend she'd already enjoyed. Just about non-stop sex for a full day and she still wanted more.



The last game was the Velcro ball "dart" game and Tawnee again asked for volunteers. Su, Kristy and two other women once again spoke up. Tawnee set the board up on the kitchen counter area and then distributed the Velcro balls. As a quick reminder, Tawnee told the ladies that the person who hit closest to the center would receive the sexual favor dictated in the section of the ball that landed farthest from the center. As things turned out, Su's ball was farthest from the center, and a woman named Dawn's was closest. Dawn was quite an attractive red-head with a figure that looked stunning through her clothing. Su's ball had landed near the outside ring in a section that said, "Cunnilingus". "Hmmmmmm," smiled Tawnee turning to Dawn. "Better lose those hose and raise that skirt!"



Blushing and looking very self-conscious, Dawn reached up under her skirt and pulled off a pair of teal silk panties. The rest of the room realized that meant Dawn's stockings were only thigh high. As Su maneuvered onto her knees before Dawn, Dawn pulled her skirt up waist-high and sat back on the sofa, bringing both feet up onto the edge. The ladies on either side of her were nice enough to hold her at the ankles, spreading her thighs high and wide. Everyone in the room got a good view of Dawn's very closely trimmed pussy, the short red hairs seemingly making her slash all the more pink.



Before anyone could mention a time restraint and limit the fun, Tawnee spoke up to remind Dawn that this game had no time limits. The sexual act of cunnilingus provided by Su would go on until Dawn said, "Stop." Smiling and nodding her understanding, Dawn looked down at Su, who was also smiling as she lowered her face between Dawn's thighs. "Eat me 'til I cum," said Dawn in a soft but commanding voice. Right before putting her lips to Dawn's spread quim Su replied, "I had no other intention."



With that, Su's lips met Dawn's and the show began. I looked over at my lover and realized that she was jealous as Su began to kiss, lick, nibble and suck on Dawn's sex. I was jealous too as I watched Su's tongue travel from the very top of Dawn's slit, down her length and over her clenched asshole. Licking back up, Su dipped her tongue into Dawn's honeypot and then began circling her clit teasingly. I was rock hard and wishing Kristy was somehow involved when Su locked her lips onto Dawn's in a wide-mouthed French-kissing type action. We could all see Dawn's eyes close as Su's mouth sucked, and I assumed her tongue fucked, Dawn's pussy.



About a minute and a half went by as Dawn's delicious aroma permeated the room; Su's head continued to move against Dawn's sex; and the other ladies in the room all watched, none of them even blinking as if they might be afraid to miss something. Dawn's soon began to moan as her body convulsed and she shook with orgasm. Su never stopped as Dawn's orgasm flowed through her, only sucking and licking harder to keep Dawn as built up and riding the wave for as long as possible.



When Su realized that Dawn's peak had passed and that she was coming down, Su began to ease up, releasing the strong suck-lock she had achieved and lightening the firmness of he licks across Dawn's buzzing clit. When Dawn opened her eyes and smiled down at Su I heard her say, "Thank you." Su replied, "My pleasure," and got up from between Dawn's legs. After a moment, Dawn lowered her feet from the edge of the sofa and pulled her skirt back down around herself. Still, she left the panties off and that gave me hope. I'm sure others in the room paid close attention as well.



Turning to Kristy, Tawnee handed her the next outfit. Almost clothing in reverse, the item was basically a cat suit but without coverings for the crotch, ass, and chest. I wasn't sure if Kristy was going to blush or not, but I knew she'd put it on. Giving me a smile before she left the room, Kristy took the outfit and sidled off to the bedroom to change. While she was gone, Tawnee pointed out the next line of items which was a collection of dildos.



In as little as a two minute period, Tawnee reviewed the eight different dildos, commenting on their length, thickness, material and shape. She invited the women to try them out if they'd like, "Or," she said as Tawnee stepped back into the room looking outrageously delicious in her new outfit, "Kristy will try it out and let you know how it feels." My lover wasn't sure what was going on, but looked pleased to be trying out anything for the purpose of describing the pleasure. "The other option," Tawnee continued, "is that you can use it on her, or she can use it on you, if you want to experiment with how you'd enjoy it with a lover."



True to form, Su immediately stepped up and asked Tawnee to hand her an eight inch ebony dildo that was anatomically correct and about a handful around. Taking it back to her seat, Su pulled off her jeans and panties, now naked before all of us. As she sat down and spread her thighs to try out the artificial cock, Dawn also stepped up and asked for a dildo. The one she picked out was just a little shorter than the eight-incher Su had asked for, but was much thicker around. Taking it back to her spot on the sofa, she raised her thighs again, felt the ladies once again hold her ankles and began to work the head of her new "friend" around in her wetness.



"Anyone else?" asked Tawnee suggestively.



Another lady named Belinda spoke up and asked if it would be possible to have the proper usage of the double-headed dildo demonstrated. "Certainly," replied Tawnee. "That is what Kristy's here for, but she'll need another participant."



Belinda was very unsure of herself, and hesitant to undress or participate in the adventures, but she was soon convinced by the hoots and catcalls from the other women to go for it. Belinda was very curvaceous, about five feet four inches tall with full D-cup breasts, nicely curved hips and a full backside. As she undressed the two ladies she was sitting next to helped her by holding clothing her or providing balance as she stepped out of her jeans. I thought Belinda was going to freak out when the photographer began snapping photos of her as she undressed, capturing pictures of her nudity as it was exposed in stages. But Belinda worked past it and even turned and bent over as she pulled off her panties to give the photographer a nice angle on her ass and pouty pussy lips as they splayed between her muscular thighs.



Once naked, Belinda stepped over to Tawnee to accept the double-headed dildo and then turned to Kristy asking, "Where are we going to try this?" Before Kristy could reply, Tawnee provided the answer.



"Take it into the bedroom so that you can be comfortable on the bed. Any of us who want to watch can follow you in there." I was pretty sure that everyone was going to follow with the exceptions of Su, Dawn and the two ladies that were holding Dawn's ankles. I was right. Kristy stepped in first, followed closely by Belinda, Tawnee and the rest. I decided to stand in the doorway where I could look back and forth, enjoying all views. One of the videographers also ventured into the bedroom so that they'd have tape of everything that was happening in both rooms.



In the bedroom, Kristy and Belinda had climbed onto the bed on their knees and neither looked ready to just lay back and try double insertion. Tawnee took charge and began what sounded like a sales pitch about how the double-dong was restricted to double usage. She went on to explain that there was a proper way to use a dildo or dong on any woman and that, with Kristy's and Belinda's cooperation, she'd have them demonstrate that proper usage. They both agreed, of course, and followed Tawnee's directions as she provided them.



"Which of you is going to be the user and which of you is going to be pleased?" asked Tawnee. The two women looked at each other, and kind of shrugged. I think they were both looking forward to using the dong whether they were receiving it or giving it. After a few moments, Belinda volunteered to be 'the pleased' and Kristy accepted the role of being 'the user'. "Alright," said Tawnee. "Belinda, you lay down on your back and spread your legs comfortably wide. If you want to be able to watch, we'll put pillows under your hips and head so that you can relax but still be able to see what Kristy is doing."



"That's okay," answered Belinda as she laid down. "I just want to feel what she does&hellip; I don't care about watching."



"That's fine, too," replied Tawnee. "There will be video tapes of the whole evening for each of your anyway. It's one of my company's perks." With Belinda laying down, her thighs spread wide to reveal her nicely wet pussy lips surrounded by a dark black but shortly trimmed bush, Tawnee began to give instructions to Kristy.



"Alright, Kristy" Tawnee began, "are you right handed or left handed?"



"Right handed," my lover answerd.



"Then you want to be kneeling on Belinda's left side, facing diagonally across her at her crotch." Kristy moved over to Belinda's left side, kneeling so that she was sitting on her ankles and feet, with her knees just touching Belinda's left thigh.

<hr pg="9" />"To make sure you can adequately see what you're doing," continued Tawnee, "you'll need to lean forward, resting your weight on your left hand, and this should put your right hand with the dildo comfortably between her legs." Kristy moved as instructed and ended up as predicted. "Now before you go trying to slide this dildo into your lover," explained Tawnee, "you have to remember that although she is obviously wet, the dildo is not. You will either have to be patient, rubbing it around in her wetness to get it lubricated, or you can suck on it to get it lubricated, or you can use one of our 'personal lubricants' to get it ready for her."



Kristy chose a mixture of the two, first sliding the head and shaft of the dong into her mouth to get it a little wet, and then playfully rubbing it around between Belinda's pussy lips to spread more wetness on it. "When you think she and the dildo are ready," continued Tawnee, "you place the head of the dildo at her vaginal opening, and push gently while rotating the dildo back and forth. Only push until you feel resistance, then withdraw a little and push again." Kristy performed each action in time with Tawnee's instructions and we all watched as the dildo disappeared an inch at a time. Tawnee's instructions continued. "Your goal as you penetrate your lover," Tawnee explained as she watched Kristy moving the dildo in and out of Belinda's sex, "until you feel the dildo 'bottom out'. When you're pushing and gaining no more penetration, your lover has taken all she can for now, and you need to note that position."



Kristy had succeeded in getting about seven or eight inches of the dildo into Belinda's stretched open sex when she found that point. At that time, Tawnee gave her more guidance. "Now what you do is hold the dildo buried deep and firm at that point, moving your hand so that your holding it in a strong grip with the side of your hand pressed firmly into her sex." Kristy started to move her hand but apparently wasn't doing what Tawnee thought she'd explained, so Tawnee climbed onto the bed on the opposite side of Belinda and showed Kristy what she meant. Tawnee's left hand replaced my lover's right hand on the toy, and began moving the dildo in and out of Belinda in quick sure strokes. All throughout, Belinda's eyes were closed as she just laid and enjoyed being fucked by the "sexual accessory"; pure pleasure with zero effort for her.



Tawnee achieved Belinda's maximum depth and then moved her hand as she had described, making sure Kristy saw what she did and how. What Tawnee ended up with was her hand wrapped around the dildo tightly, the dildo still buried to Belinda's maximum depth, and meaty part of the side of Tawnee's hand pressing into Belinda's sex firmly enough that it spread her lips even farther and presented pressure against Belinda's clit. With her hand in that position, Tawnee started speaking and moving the dildo at the same time. "The end result, and the goal of your actions," she said as she began to move the toy vigorously, "is to have the meat of your hand bumping into your lover's sex as the dildo penetrates her, so as to simulate the sensation of a man's pelvis running into her's on the down stroke." Tawnee gave Belinda a few more strokes, her hand moving harder and faster until 'bumping' was not an adequate expression for the contact; 'slamming' was closer. Belinda had begun to moan from the stimulation, spreading her legs even farther and lifting her hips up to the probing dildo. "Now you try it," Tawnee said to Kristy, surrendering her grip on the toy.



Kristy took back over, found Belinda's maximum depth, repositioned her hand and began to fuck Belinda's throbbing pussy just as Tawnee had, with hard, deep, fast strokes, her hand pounding into Belinda's snatch with every down stroke. In just a few strokes, thanks to all the attention, penetration and pounding on her sensitive clit, Belinda was cumming hard, thrusting her hips up against my lover's hand as the dildo continued to plow into her. When the orgasm had begun to pass, Tawnee once again spoke up. "Now that she's had her first climax," Tawnee said, "you need to re-explore her maximum depth. Move your hand up the shaft away from her just about an inch or two and then begin penetrating her again with firm strokes. You will usually find that with an orgasm, a woman's depth increases somewhere in between that one to two inches."



Kristy obeyed and sure enough, Belinda's pussy swallowed up another inch. "God, that is sooo good," moaned Belinda looking up at Kristy. "It's like a cock that just keeps giving when you want more."



"Yes, it is," smiled Tawnee. "And now it's time for the two of you to enjoy it together." Tawnee gave instructions to Kristy who obeyed them without fail and in a few short minutes I was watching as my lover laid crotch to crotch with Belinda, their legs inter-twined. Since Belinda's pussy was already so open and slick, Tawnee suggested that Kristy insert the dildo into her own pussy first. That way, Tawnee explained, Kristy would be able to find her own maximum depth before Belinda began working against her as they moved together.



I always loved to see my lover's pussy open up to be filled by another cock, even when it was a fake one, and this was no exception. I could feel my own manhood oozing precum freely into my shorts as Kristy steadily fed the toy into her own swollen pussy, stretching her lips apart and smearing her wetness along the still dry length that gradually entered her sex. When she had found her maximum depth, Tawnee put a hand on either woman's hip to guide them toward each other as she encouraged them to move their hips in just the right way. Thirty seconds later I was watching Belinda and Kristy pump and move their hips in unison, moving the double-dildo in and out of each other by strength of their pussies.



Without shame, my lover reached a hand down to her sex, rubbing her stiff clit furiously until she came in a screaming orgasm. Belinda had mimicked the action and came immediately before my lover did, within a few heartbeats of time. The woman with the video camera had gotten close to the bed and had an excellent shot down at the two pussies penetrated by the same toy as they spasmed in unison, their owners' hands busily rubbing erect clits. When the orgasms had passed and they'd both managed to catch their breath somewhat, the movement of their hips more gentle, Tawnee spoke up with a smile. "And THAT is the proper way to use this accessory."



A round of applause flooded the room as the other women cheered for Kristy and Belinda, every one of them enraptured by the site they'd just enjoyed. The smell of wet pussy permeated the air and I knew I wasn't the only person wishing I could have a taste. Tawnee once again took charge stating that the presentation wasn't over yet. She had one last collection of items to review. She encouraged Kristy, Belinda, Dawn and Su not to completely stop what they were doing, but to make sure they could hear the remainder of her sales pitch.



Moving back to the dining table, Tawnee revealed her collection of vibrators, reviewing each quickly and passing them around the room for women to turn on and off. "Once again," said Tawnee, "you all are invited to try these out on yourselves or on each other, but since most of these devices see use by women home alone, I would encourage you to try them out yourself first and then share them as you see fit."



I was in heaven as every woman in the room got naked. I was caught by surprise when Tawnee also began to undress, removing her blouse and jeans to reveal a very nice bra and panty set that was black silk and lace. The panties were crotchless I noticed, and the upper part of Tawnee's thighs shone with sticky wetness. I had a feeling that Tawnee's success as a salesperson for this sexual accessory company was due to her extremem personal interest and pleasure with the products and clients. Tawnee began to move from woman to woman, assisting each with the toy they had and insuring that they all knew the best ways to pleasure themselves with them. After she'd been around the room once, Tawnee began to make suggestions about which toys felt best when combined with others and she soon had all of the women interacting with one another to their overall mutual pleasure.



After that, beautiful Tawnee picked up two vibrators from her bag and headed into the bedroom where Kristy and Belinda were taking turns practicing their technique on fucking a lover with the dildo they had. The one rule for me that had been expressed for this portion of the evening was that I was not allowed to participate in any of the play until the presentation was over. Tawnee had dictated that it was over when three things happened: one, the videographers would leave when their contract time had expired; two, the photographer would leave when she'd shot her allotted amount of film; and, three, when all of the guests had left, then the presentation was over.



It was almost torture for me to watch all of this woman-on-woman sex and not do anything. I wasn't even allowed to jerk off while watching. Soon, though, the hints of the end of the presentation began to happen. The photographer announced that she was out of film and would be taking orders on who wanted what pictures. Every woman there took a few moments to complete an order form for a complete set of prints of the evening. About twenty minutes later the videographers did the same, one of them taking orders for tapes while the other packed their equipment. Every guest we had ordered at least one copy of the tape and several of them ordered two. Dawn ordered four saying that she wanted a copy for each of her playmates.



After that the women began to filter through the bathroom, cleaning up, getting dressed and bidding us a fond farewell. I said goodnight to all of them in Kristy's place since she was still rolling around in the bed with Belinda and Tawnee. Finally, about one in the morning, the only people left were Tawnee, Su, Kristy and myself. Belinda left walking bow-legged having purchased about half-a-dozen toys, two copies of the video tape and two sets of photos.



The four of us remaining took a breather and got a drink. Tawnee continued to tease me about how I couldn't do anything until all the guests were gone, and Su was still standing around. I had the final word though as I assured her that both she and Su were spending the night. Questions appeared in the eyes of both Tawnee and Kristy, so I explained. "The condition Su set on Bob coming out to be part of Kristy's gang bang was that she would be able to spend the night all night here with us. I agreed. And since, you," I said pointing at Tawnee, "insisted on spending the night with Kristy in lieu of being paid for your sales party, you're spending the night as well." Kristy's face was full of surprise as she registered what was going on.



"So," I continued, "Su and I are going to go fold out the sofa and enjoy ourselves. You two stay in here, play until you're exhausted and then go to sleep. Room service will be delivering breakfast for four at nine." With that I took Su by the hand and led her out to the living area, closing the door to the bedroom behind us, and leaving my lover Kristy alone with Tawnee for the whole night. I didn't know how long they'd play, but I was sure that between Tawnee's experience, and Kristy's curiosity, they'd be at it for awhile longer.



Su stood by as I folded out the sofa and then helped me to get undressed. I was as hard as a rock, the head of my cock shiny with precum and if I didn't fuck her soon I just knew I'd explode. Thankfully that was exactly what she wanted and she had no problems sucking me back to hardness after I'd cum the first time. The second time took longer and Su took that load deep in her throat as we both listened to the sounds of Tawnee and Kristy passionately pleasuring each other. About forty minutes later, the sounds of passion still obvious, Su and I were at it again, this time matching the noises coming from the bedroom. As I fucked Su for the final time hard and deep from behind, pounding my hips against her ass doggy-style, Su kept screaming, "I'm cumming&hellip; I'm cumming&hellip;" until my cock spat my last load of the night deep into her hot pussy walls.



The bedroom grew quiet shortly thereafter and I fell asleep quite content, wondering if I'd enjoy any more sex in the morning or if I'd just be happy to wake up for breakfast.



 

Kristy's Sexual Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Ten



In the morning, I woke up naked and pressed against Su, the smell of sex still lingering around us as the sunlight filtered in through the curtains. I heard the toilet flush and assumed that the sounds of someone moving around was what had awakened me. I listened as whoever had flushed padded back into the bedroom and climbed back into the bed. It occurred to me, just as it had repeatedly before and during last night, that my lover Kristy had spent the entire night in bed with another woman&hellip; naked together&hellip;. After exploring each other intimately and enjoying their passions in ways that only two women together can. I heard soft giggling coming from the bedroom and then felt Su stir beside me. "Mmmmmm, " Su smiled up at me as her hand found my morning erection. "I love a man who wakes up ready to play."



"And I love a woman who wakes up ready to play with a man who wakes up ready to play," I replied.



Stroking my shaft gently but insistently, Su listened for a moment, her smile broadening into a side grin. "Sounds like they didn't get enough last night," she observed.



"I'm not sure I did either," I replied.



"Then you just lay back and enjoy," said Su with an evil grin. "Listen to their sounds of pleasure while I provide you with some of my own." With that, she wiggled down my body, opening her mouth and lowering her head onto my swollen shaft. As the wet heat of her lips, tongue and mouth engulfed me, and her hand fondled my balls, I did exactly as she said, laying back to relax, enjoy and listen. As the sounds of pleasure from the bedroom changed in tone from playful to serious, I wondered what my lover had enjoyed the night before after we'd gone to our separate rooms with different lovers, and what she was enjoying this morning&hellip;&hellip;



My body was on fire and I wasn't sure what would happen next. I wanted everything and was afraid of some things. Last night was so much fun&hellip;.. not only had I earned a handful of money that had turned out to be several hundred dollars in cash, but I'd also fucked a complete stranger and then sucked another. I had loved every minute and the fact that Frank had watched it all, and been turned on by it, only added to my own excitement. Once we got back here, as he so slowly and patiently introduced me to anal sex, it was more stimulating than I thought it would be. Part of me was nervous, but I had faith in my lover and he took care of me right. My asshole was a little sore this morning, but he had an answer for that, too. He didn't demand sex, or even ask for intercourse, instead inventing another adventure for us. It was so nice&hellip; even though we didn't make love, having him spin such a nasty tale for me while he stroked himself and I played with my pussy; it was pleasant and pleasurable and just us. I loved the feel of his cum on my body and look forward to enjoying it again soon. This afternoon, though&hellip; I was so excited and so scared all at the same time. I loved showing off my body again&hellip; and the guys' hands on me turned me on in ways I'd never thought possible. Spending two hours serving them; having them touch me; groping my ass and chest; fingering my wetness; it all felt so good &#x2013; I felt like such a nymphomaniac and was so proud of it! It only got better when all six of them joined me in bed and I was filled at every direction. I didn't think I'd ever have three cocks in me all at the same time, but I loved every stroke and have discovered just how much I enjoy a man cumming in my mouth. Every guy's load tastes different, but I haven't had one that tasted bad yet.



Tawnee's nakedness joining me on the bed brought me back to the here and now. The evening had been so much fun as I got to model the outfits which grew from fairly conservative to blatantly sexual. Seeing the other women looking at me with desire in their eyes excited me as much as having the men look at me that way &#x2013; maybe more since I'd never been with a woman. The feel of their lips as they tasted things, and tasting Su's nipple&hellip;.. I knew then that I was going to love women as much as men for sex. I felt Tawnee reclining close to me, her hands beginning to caress my skin as her lips found my ear and she began to breath softly words about the pleasures she wanted for us to explore and enjoy. As her hand softly caressed my thighs, stomach, arms&hellip;. She whispered suggestions that were so sexy just because of how she said them. She told me how much it had turned her on to see me "take" Belinda with the dildo&hellip; and then when she got to watch us fuck each other, mashing our pussies together as we made the twenty inch dong disappear in our depths. It had felt wonderful and I was glad that it had turned her on to watch.



As Tawnee's fingers toyed with my erect and sensitive nipples I wondered if Frank and Su were having as much fun as Tawnee and I were going to have. I knew what Frank was capable of and was sure that Su would be satisfied by the time they ran out of energy. With that thought on my mind, I released myself to my desires for Tawnee&hellip;. For all the curiosities I had about her sounds, smells, taste&hellip; I felt her tongue caress my ear gently as her fingers found my wetness and I spread my thighs wide to her touch. I wanted her to know two things: one, that I wanted her to explore me in every way she knew how, and two, that I wanted to return every pleasure in every way, most especially if it was something I'd never done before.



As I felt two of her fingers explore my wetness, I turned my head to her and our mouthes seemed to meet naturally in a kiss. Having never before kissed a woman, I didn't know how to proceed at first, but found that it was just like kissing a man&hellip; but much softer, much headier, much more sensual. Her lips were full and soft, much like mine and our tongues swirled around each other, wrestling gently and tasting each other. Without breaking our first kiss, I rolled my body gently into her so that we were chest to chest and I could feel her nipples rubbing against mine. Her fingers didn't leave my sex, and I was eager to touch her as well. Sliding my hand down her belly I was pleased to feel her spread her thighs by arching a leg, offering me her moistness; allowing me access to her most private pleasures.



Using my experience with masturbation as a guide, I tried to caress, explore, finger and spread her just as I did with myself when alone. I knew how good it could feel to tease a hard clit with gentle flicks and long soft caresses. I also knew how good it felt to have my pussy stretched and spread, filled with two or three fingers insistently pumping until my pussy convulsed around them. I must have been doing something right as Tawnee pulled her mouth from mine, moaning in a low guttural tone about how good my fingers felt&hellip;&hellip; and then she was cumming. I could feel her pussy pulsing as her muscles contracted repeatedly around my fingers and I loved the way her hips humped with each spasm as it flowed through her.



I made sure not to stop the plunging motions of my fingers as I carefully maintained the pressure of my palm against her now erect clit. When the spasms finally passed I heard her moan something about the first one being sweet and then about even greater pleasures to come. With that she began to kiss her way down my body and I wanted her to do that more than anything in the world right then. I lay back and surrendered myself to her mouth, teeth, lips and tongue as they traveled down from my ear to my neck; from my neck to my shoulder; from my shoulder to my chest; from my chest to my breast around and around until her mouth was hot on my tingling nipple; from my nipple to my belly where she teased my belly-button; from my belly to my hip; from my hip to my thigh; down my thigh, to the inside of my thigh and then back up my thigh to my thoroughly fucked but still aching for attention pussy.

<hr pg="10" />As she laid between my spread thighs, I could feel her hot breath on the lips of my sex; I knew that she was looking at my womanhood and somehow sensed that mine was far from being the first that she'd been this close to. I felt her hands on my thighs and moved my own hands to my chest, rolling, pinching and pulling on my nipples as I lay in anticipation of her first delicious contact with my wet lips. I didn't have to wait long as her tongue flicked out in its first tentative lick, traveling a shallow path up the center of my moistness, tasting more than pleasing. Almost immediately thereafter I felt her hands pushing my thighs higher and farther apart, opening my pussy up to her as her mouth descended on and into me&hellip;. Her tongue pushing into my hot box as far as she could stretch it; her lips kissing and pulling on mine; her nose bumping over and across my buzzing clit. Tawnee ate me expertly &#x2013; better than Frank ever had; better than any man ever had. Tawnee ate my pussy just as she enjoyed having hers eaten, I'm sure &#x2013; full of the knowledge and experience that only comes with having a pussy yourself and knowing what feels good.



As Tawnee's talented mouth worked on my sex, I felt another orgasm building within me and realized that I had absolutely no idea of how many I'd enjoyed thus far through the weekend. I didn't care as the first climax provided by a female tongue washed over me&hellip;. I felt my muscles flutter from stomach to thighs&hellip;. I felt the warmth in my pelvis grow and spread&hellip;&hellip; I felt the intensity of pleasure build until it peaked, locked and began pulsing out of me through my drenched well-used sex. God, her tongue never stopped sliding in and out of me&hellip;&hellip; how could she be licking my clit at the same time???? Her hands held my thighs far apart as the muscles pulsed trying to close my legs&hellip; but she wouldn't let them. She held me spread far and open to her, unable to resist as her lashing tongue brought me countless waves of pleasure.



And as the height of my ecstasy passed, instead of releasing my sex to ease me down, I felt Tawnee bury her face deep into my pussy, pushing her mouth between my lips, there to suck my flowing nectar as her tongue probed for more. When I was sure I'd never breath again, she finally stopped and I then realized that she'd timed everything perfectly&hellip;.. just as my final spasm passed, her mouth left my sex and I felt her trail kisses along my thighs. As I caught my breath, she crawled up to lay beside me, one of her legs draped across my own spread legs, her thigh high between mine against the moisture that was so generously flowing from within me.



Her lips were once again at my ear as I breathed&hellip;. "I'm glad you liked it," she whispered softly. "Have you ever done that to another woman?" She continued to breath into my ear, her tongue teasing it as I shook my head "no" in reply. "Are you willing to try?" she asked in the same sexy voice. Turning my head to face her, I reached a hand behind it to pull her face to mine, opening my mouth to hers, searching out my taste as it existed on her face, lips, and tongue. Only when I released her from the deep wet kiss did I give her my reply. "Absolutely," I said. "And right now."



With a smile, Tawnee rolled over on her back, surrendering herself to me just as I had to her minutes ago. I had to control my desires as I wanted to dive straight for her wet sex&hellip; I could smell it's sweet muskiness and wanted to plunge my tongue into her depths. Still, building her up by teasing her would only make her pleasure greater, and that was my goal as much as eating my first pussy. My tongue traveled the same route hers had, teasing, tasting and tracing her skin, making her wait to feel that which she wanted so much.



Finally I found myself between Tawnee's strong, spread, tanned thighs, looking straight into her sex. Of course, I'd never seen a pussy this close before, although I'd looked at my own in mirrors&hellip;. It was much more symmetrical and beautiful than I'd ever realized. I could smell her sweetness and found myself hungry to taste her. As much as I thought I might be turned off by the site, smell or reality of being face to crotch with another woman, here I was between this gorgeous lady's legs, my face within inches of her spread sex, just plain eager to slide my tongue into her and taste her lips.



I tried to imitate her actions as much as I could, tentatively tasting, then licking, then kissing&hellip;.. and then I let go to my desires and buried my mouth into her wetness, sucking her juices; pulling on her lips with mine; fucking her with my tongue just as deep and fast as I could stretch it. Each time I did something knew, Tawnee would let me know whether or not it felt good through movements of her hips, moans and groans, or direction from her hands that every so gently held the sides of my face.



I kept up my actions as her hands provided guidance and quickly realized that one of the greater pleasures of eating pussy was how much it turned on and pleased the owner of the pussy you're eating. Tawnee's orgasm built quickly and exploded violently. I literally had to hold her hips down so that I could keep my mouth on her sex as she spasmed and convulsed, thrashing as she moaned out her pleasure. With my mouth anchored to her sex I felt a gush of hot thick liquid and realized that her orgasm had brought forth a generous amount of her sweet tasty juices. Just as with a man's load of cum, I stayed attached and sucked/swallowed as much as I could, feeling the remainder run out the sides of my mouth and across my cheeks, down my chin.



Only when her climax had completely past did I release her, just as she had down with me, moving my body up beside hers and listening to her as she caught her breath. Before either of us could say a word, she pulled me into a deep passionate kiss, tasting herself on me and letting that deliciousness build her passions even more. The rest of the evening and night passed in a blur of passion as we explored each others' bodies in every way I'd ever thought of, and a few that I hadn't. Before falling asleep we'd fucked each other with every dildo and dong Tawnee had in her collection, riding the double dong until our pussies pressed together as we came. I lost track of how many orgasms we shared or what positions we'd twisted into. At one point in the pleasure, Tawnee and I were eating each other fervently in a tight 69 when I heard Su screaming out her orgasm in the other room. The knowledge that my lover Frank was enjoying himself as much as I was only added to my excitement as I came against Tawnee's face again.



In the morning when I woke up, I found sweet Tawnee snuggled up against me, her breasts pressed against my arm and one leg thrown over me just as it had been the night before. I needed to pee, but had a strong desire to eat Tawnee to orgasm at least one more time before we left the bedroom. Disengaging myself, I woke her as I climbed out of bed and felt her hand as she caressed my ass while I moved away. "Hurry back," she said with a grin. Finished in the bathroom I returned to the bed and her sexy body, laying down where I was, comfortable on my back next to her. She surprised me by rolling over on top of me, straddling me as she would a man to ride his cock, and lowered her face down to mine for a kiss. The passionate kiss made my juices flow as I tasted myself on her mouth from the night before. As I reached to pull her closer, she pulled away, continuing on over me to step out of bed and head to the bathroom herself. When she came back, she brought the double-dong with her and I knew that the morning would start in a fairly pleasant way.



Su's mouth was heaven around my length as she licked, nibbled sucked and kissed, her hand stroking every inch that escaped her mouth as her head bobbed up and down. My own climax was quick upon me as I listened to my lover Kristy being pleasured in the bedroom. As the sounds of pleasure in the bedroom peaked, so did my own as I unleashed a flood of hot cum into Su's hungry mouth. Luscious lady that she was, Su never lost a drop, raising her mouth up until just the top few inches of my cock were held in the warm heat of her mouth, sucking hard as the thick jism shot forth, holding it all until I stopped spasming and then smiling up at me as she swallowed hard. Raising her body above mine, Su straddled my now softening cock and lowered her face to mine in a kiss. I could taste my cum in her mouth and didn't mind at all.



That was the moment that Kristy and Tawnee chose to come out of the bedroom, to find Su straddling me, our mouths wrestling in a passionate kiss, my hands on her ass as she hunched her pussy against my softening length. Given another five minutes it would be hard again and ready to ride, but I decided that Kristy would need it then. Su had gotten her share the night before.



The conversation and morning banter was light hearted as Kristy literally glowed with her new pleasures and experience. Since it was Sunday morning I'm sure she thought the sexual adventures of the weekend were coming to a close. Tawnee showered and dressed while we waited for room service to show up with breakfast, and she was the only person dressed as we waited. Su, Kristy and I ate naked, the three of us deciding to shower together after Tawnee had left. On her way out the door Tawnee kissed each of us deeply, thanking us for having helped her to create such a successful business presentation. All in all she'd received over two hundred dollars worth of orders from the night before and three of the women had scheduled parties of their own where they'd host Tawnee to sell her wares.



With Tawnee gone, the remaining three of us headed into the shower. It was only there, under the hot needling spray, as my darling Kristy enjoyed the taste of her second pussy, that she discovered the weekend was not over yet. Bob was coming back at ten-thirty and we were going to enjoy a late checkout of the hotel room, not having to leave until three. What she and I and Bob and Su were going to do for that four and a half hours was left unspecified but I was fairly sure that Bob was going to enjoy seeing my lover eat his wife just as his wife would eat my lover. It'd be fun no matter what happened&hellip;&hellip;



Kristy's Sexual Pilgrimage &#x2013; Part Eleven



When Bob knocked on the door, the three of us were sitting close on the sofa watching a porno movie available via cable. We were all still naked, and though the women were wet and I was semi-erect, we'd promised each other in the shower that we wouldn't play anymore until Bob showed up. At the sound of his knock on the door, both ladies jumped up, but Kristy was in front as they raced to the door to let Bob in. I'm not sure what he was expecting to find upon his arrival, but the site of both his wife and my lover nude as they answered the door was an obviously pleasant site for him as his smile made clear.



Once inside the room, Bob started to undress himself but soon found that he couldn't as Kristy and Su were taking care of it for him. Although Bob had enjoyed Kristy the night before, and Su had enjoyed some minor experience with her, everyone seemed very excited about the possibilities we four could enjoy. The one thing I had done to keep everyone in suspense was to keep the day's plans a secret. The three of them knew that there would be rules and a general game plan, but they had no idea what "format" the playing would take.



Kristy and Bob were deep in a passionate kiss as Su pulled Bob's pants off of him, holding them down for him to step out of. That done, Su stayed in her squatted position affording me a very nice view of her delicious ass and pouty lips. The problem was that she reached up to her man's growing erection and started to guide it into her mouth. "Ah, ah, ah!" I said quickly. Su turned to look at me, still holding Bob's swollen length in her hand. Kristy and Bob broke their kiss to look at me as well. "There will be none of that," I said sternly. "We have a plan to follow and new experiences to enjoy that go just a little beyond threesomes and foursomes."



They were all looking at me perplexed, the desire obvious in their faces. I almost felt sorry for Bob; the poor guy had a raging hard-on and two sexy women eager to please him, their nakedness pressed against him as I spoke. He'd just have to wait&hellip;..



"Kristy?" I said with a smile. "Into the bedroom with you." With a curious smile she stalked sexily away into the bedroom where she plopped down onto the bed, her hand immediately falling to playfully rub her re-energized clit. "Su? Bob?" I said. "You guys get to stay out here for a few minutes while I go prepare her." They both smiled as if to say, "we know what you're going to do to prepare her," obviously thinking that I wanted some private sex with Kristy. Boy were they wrong, but they didn't argue. They replaced me on the sofa and, as Su began to tell Bob about the evening's experiences, I headed into the bedroom and my sweet lover.



Kristy smiled up at me between her spread thighs, wet pussy and fingers. I had thought that, after a day and a half of almost non-stop sex, she'd had enough &#x2013; I was wrong. She was just as eager, excited and wet as she had been Friday night when she rode TJ. Not interrupting her, knowing that she was watching me with a look of curiosity, I stepped over to the luggage and pulled out a few items. There were four leather straps, each about four feet long, and a blindfold. Yesterday morning I had created a fantasy for her about tieing her up and, to some extent, dominating her. Today that fantasy would become somewhat of a reality.



With a wicked grin on her face, Kristy willingly centered herself on the bed, put on the blindfold which was held on by an elastic strap, and then spread out her arms and legs for me to tie apart. Since it was a king-size bed set on a four-poster frame, it was easy to secure the straps at each corner and left my lover VERY spread. Even as tall as she was, her ankles were still at least five feet apart which left her very-well-used sex accessible to eyes, mouths, hands, whatever. I left just enough slack in the straps on her wrists to allow her to squirm some. I know my lover: when she started to orgasm, her body was going to twist and writhe and I wanted some freedom of movement in her arms so that she didn't feel completely encapsulated.



With her thus prepared, I kissed her gently on her cheek, whispered that I'd be back soon and the fun would begin. She simply smiled and nodded. At that, I stepped out into the living room to find Su's tongue in Bob's ear, her hand stroking his length and three of his fingers pushing into her. His eyes were glued to the television which showed a blond woman bearing an amazing resemblance to Su who was taking on three guys just as Kristy had the day before. She was straddling/riding one, had another penetrating her ass and had the third sucked deep into her throat. While I know the actress gets paid, she was doing a very convincing job of looking like she was enjoying herself and I somehow suspected that Bob and Su were enjoying the idea of Su being in that very position.



Though I hated to interrupt them, I did anyway, kneeling in front of Su, pulling Bob's hand away and lowering my face into her stretched-open and dripping wet sex. I heard her moan, and loved it as she hunched her hips forward to push her sweetness even harder against my face. For about a minute I stayed there &#x2013; tongue-fucking her, nibbling her erect clit and sucking her hot juices from within her. When I pulled my mouth away she groaned in disappointment and pushed her hips even farther forward in an effort to maintain the contact. As I stood up both of them looked at me to see what was going on.



"Kristy is ready for us," I told them with a smile. "But we have to decide how we want to do things&hellip;. And more importantly exactly what we want to do." I explained to them briefly that my lover was tied and blindfolded, spread-eagle on the bed and waiting for us. What I needed from them was some delicious ideas on the best way we could all enjoy her availability while insuring her pleasure at the same time. Su immediately made the suggestion that Bob and I should take turns fucking Kristy while Su rode her face. Bob made the suggestion that Su should mount Kristy in a sixty-nine position so that they could eat each other while Bob took Su from the rear. He further commented that this would probably be more of a torture if the blindfold were removed. Su said that we should both fuck her and then she could sit on Kristy's face and make Kristy suck both loads of cum out of her.



All of that sounded like lots of fun, but I wanted to come up with an idea that would tease my lover in a more lengthy fashion, building her to the heights of frustration before she got any release. So, after further conversation and some forward planning, the following is a description of what actually happened with my bound lover:



Together, Su, Bob and I entered the bedroom, intentionally attempting to be as quiet as possible. We felt that it would make things more exciting if we kept Kristy guessing. My lover already looked like she was dieing from frustration. Her hips twitched as she moved her thighs, testing her bonds and not finding any play there. Her head moved slightly at the sounds we made as we walked around, trying to hear who was doing what I imagine. Su climbed onto the bed with her and Kristy immediately turned to the creak of the mattress. Without saying a word, or touching Kristy in any other way, Su leaned over Kristy's face and rubbed her erect nipple against my lover's lips. Kristy's mouth immediately opened and her tongue flicked out to lick Su's nipple. But it wasn't there anymore. Kristy moved her face around for a moment, mouth open, tongue searching, but the teasing breast was well out of reach already.



Su put it back again, only to pull it away as soon as Kristy's tongue started reaching for it again. This action was repeated four or five times before my lover finally stopped her attempts to taste Su's nipple and complained. "This isn't fair," she said with a pout. "You're just teasing me and I can't do anything about it."



"Not true," I told her with a smile. I reached out to caress her left breast, rubbing my palm over her nipple and then rolling it between my finger and thumb. "If you behave nice, you'll only be teased for a little while and then the pleasure will begin. If you pout and complain more, the teasing will be drawn out for hours and we'll be left with only minutes to pleasure you&hellip;. Or take our pleasure from you."



Kristy replied, "I see," and then added with a smile, "actually I don't." She breathed heavily, catching everyone's attention as her full chest swelled, rose and fell. "Well, then," she submitted, "I guess I have no choice but to lay here and enjoy the frustration while you all tease me into oblivion."



"That's exactly right," said Su as she again placed her nipple against Kristy's lips. "But you'll get your rewards as we move along," she said as Kristy's mouth opened. "Now suck my nipple hard," commanded Su as Kristy's tongue searched out, circled around the stiff nipple of Su's tit, flicked across it and then disappeared. Her tongue had tasted what it wanted, now Kristy wanted to hear Su moan. I watched as Kristy's mouth opened wide and Su pushed her breast down farther, forcing more than a mouthful between my lover's hungry lips. Kristy sucked hard, nibbled, teased, pulled, licked and in general wore that nipple out. In due course, Su fed Kristy the other nipple and received the same treatment for it.



"See how it works?" I asked as Su pulled her chest away. "We tease some, you please some, your frustrations build and then we eventually allow you to relieve them in some way." Kristy nodded and smiled as she licked her lips. "What do I get teased with next?" she asked. What she wanted was obvious&hellip;.

<hr pg="11" />"Next," I answered her. "You get teased with the feeling of a razor, shaving cream and hot water as Su and Bob shave your pussy smooth."



"Mmmmmm," moaned Kristy at the thought. I moved away from the bed, starting the video camera and picking up the regular camera as Su and Bob collected what they needed from the bedroom. I knew that the videotape was going to be more than enjoyable and I also knew that my lover would want the pictures from the camera posted onto the Internet after I properly edited them, of course.



My manhood was throbbing as I watched Su bring back a collection of items that would be necessary for the job such as a comb, scissors, razor, towel and shaving cream. Bob had gone out to the kitchen area and soon returned with a large bowl of steaming water which he placed carefully on the nightstand. As a final thought, he went into the bathroom and grabbed several of the white washcloths off of the shelf.



With Kristy blindfolded but straining to hear everything they were doing, Su and Bob very carefully made small noises to add to the tease. For no reason Su picked up the scissors and "snip snipped" with them a couple of times in the air just above Kristy's belly. At the sound, Kristy quivered with anticipation, but relaxed when she realized there was no contact with her body. Bob soaked a couple of the washcloths in the bowl of hot water, wringing them out several times so that Kristy could hear the water trickling into the bowl. Su picked up the comb and actually began to comb through my lover's downy soft pubic thatch as Bob released a palm-full of shaving cream into his hand. While Su combed, Bob waved his hand slowly back and forth in front of Kristy's face, allowing her to smell the scent of the shaving cream. I was enjoying taking several pictures and loving the knowledge that the video camera was capturing every nuance of the experience for Kristy and I to enjoy later. I was fairly sure that Bob and Su would also end up with a copy of the tape, but that was far from my mind as I watched Su comb through Kristy's soft patch.



A few moments later Bob grabbed one of the washcloths that was damp with hot water, steam rising off of it, and placed it gently over Kristy's pubic thatch. He had folded it carefully and placed it so that the moist heat released from the dampness would relax and soften my lover's hair. For a minute or two he massaged her thighs, teasing her with his touch up and down the inside of the soft, smooth skin. As the washcloth started to cool, he replaced it with another and once again went back to massaging her thighs. Su didn't want to be left out, and filled her time by filling her mouth with Kristy's nipples. Sucking each in turn she sucked the entire time Bob was placing washcloths and massaging thighs. By the time she was done, Kristy's nipples were very erect, shiny from Su's mouth and looked like they needed more attention.



After Bob had placed and removed the second washcloth, he began to re-comb Kristy's hair and then started to trim her patch down with the scissors. He was very careful to always have something between the blades and Kristy's lips, but he still managed to trim her down to about one quarter inch. That done, he carefully mopped away stray hairs with one of the damp washcloths and then began to apply the shaving cream. Su watched closely and gave him some guidance about this, making sure that he didn't rub anywhere it might be uncomfortable for Kristy.



Once it was all spread, Su did the duty of ever-so-gently running the razor over Kristy's pussy lips, gently but firm enough that her skin was cleanly bared with each stroke. In short order my lover's quim was completely bald, smooth, shaven&hellip; she was also dripping wet and I craved the taste of her nectar. When Su declared that she was finished with the shave job, Bob once again applied a damp washcloth, removing all traces of the shaving cream and any stray hairs that might be lurking about. That done, he reached for a squeeze bottle of lotion, applied a small amount to his hand and then rubbed his hands together. With both hands he began to massage Kristy's sex, spreading the lotion around and rubbing it into her flesh. The pressure of his hands and the rubbing motions he made over her swollen lips made her squirm beneath his touch. The movement of her hips made it clear that she craved more stimulation, but she was limited in her motions and there was little she could do beyond enjoying whatever we were willing to give.



When Bob had finished his massage of her womanhood, completely ignoring Kristy's motions on the bed, he turned to Su and asked what she thought we should all do with Kristy next. Su suggested that, since Kristy had never been fucked with a bald pussy before, one of us men should go ahead and take her so that she knew what she'd been missing. In fact, she said with a smile, we should take turns on and in Kristy until we had both cum on her newly shaven sex.



Bob agreed whole-heartedly, looked at me, saw me smiling with enthusiastic agreement, and moved over to mount my lover. He was meticulous in his motions, making sure that he didn't touch or rub any part of Kristy's body as he climbed in between her spread thighs. He supported himself on his hands and knees, and the only contact he made with Kristy's body came from the throbbing knob of his erection. When we was in position, by rocking his hips, he rubbed his cockhead up and down the length of Kristy's slit, spreading her wetness and coating his engorged purple head with those delicious sticky juices. When he felt they were both adequately lubricated he insured his proper alignment and began to force his manhood into her wetness.



Once again I watched another man's shaft stretch and enter my lover's sex, but for the first time, there was no hair in the way to block or hinder my view. As her outer and inner lips stretched around him, I could easily see it. When he stopped pushing and pulled out just a little, I could see how shiny his length was as her juices coated it. Within three or four strokes he had his entire erection buried into her and she giggled as Bob's pubic hair tickled her pelvis. "Don't forget to share," Su said as Bob began to move. I let my own hand wander to my hardness as I watched Bob begin to rock Kristy against the bed; pounding down as the springs pushed her up and pulling away as the force of his entry pushed her down into the mattress. The sound of his body slapping against hers echoed through the room and I had the sudden urge to take Su in a similar fashion. Still, I held back &#x2013; I was sure she and I both wanted it right then, but we were also both committed to our actions to and with Kristy.



Su apparently decided to play referee, playfully smacking Bob on his pumping ass and telling him that it was, "Frank's turn!" He dutifully withdrew his member, and I could see Kristy's sex as it collapsed in his absence. Positioning myself just as he had, I too made sure that she only felt my manhood as I probed and entered her, sliding my entire length into her in a single stroke thanks to Bob's previous entries. Just as he had, I worked my lover vigorously against the mattress, pleased to hear her moaning out an orgasm as I pumped her.



A slap on my ass and Su's voice saying, "Switch!" I was out and Bob was in, this time with Su actively pushing against his butt and hips from behind on every downstroke, adding even more penetrative power to his length. She left Bob there longer this time, perhaps because she was distracted by her own involvement, but soon enough came the smack and the call to "switch!" This time, without saying a word, since Bob and I were so close in the size of our equipment, when he pulled himself out and climbed off the bed, I indicated that he should climb back on and re-enter her. He and Su both grinned devilish grins as he complied. My lover came once again about three minutes into his pounding and we all heard her moan something about me and how good it felt. The time was right and I prodded Bob in the ribs which prompted him to speak up. "Mmmmm," he groaned in a smile. "I'm glad you like how Frank feels, Kristy." It was obvious that "Frank" wasn't the man inside her and Kristy visibly jumped as Bob's voice spoke. Then she smiled in devilish appreciation and began working her hips up against his.



This time when Su indicated we should switch, we actually did and as Bob climbed off the bed I looked down at his member. Climbing between my lover's spread legs, I said, "You know, Bob&hellip; you're an awful mess down there from all her stickiness. You should make her lick it clean." Bob agreed and straddled Kristy's face, his back to me as I entered her, and forced his cock down to her mouth. She was more than agreeable as she loved her own flavor and began sucking his length hungrily.



I could soon feel my own climax approaching and knew that it was far too soon to let things get that far. Easing myself out of Kristy, I lowered my face to her now hairless sex, examining her closely and then tasting her slickness experimentally. With my searching tongue, I probed her hotness, tasted her baldness, licked her length from top to bottom and smiled as she raised her hips to increase my ability to lick her backdoor. Her juices were everywhere and no matter where I licked it tasted just as sweet.



As I was French-kissing her womanhood, I heard Bob grunt and groan, and looked up to see his hips moving to pump his length in and out of Kristy's mouth as he came. In the back of my mind I reminded myself that this was only his first and he'd demonstrated his ability to get more without ever going soft. When his orgasm had passed and Kristy's had swallowed all of his load, he moved from above her, bent to kiss her, quietly thank her and then moved off the bed. Before he had gone two feet, Su moved onto the bed and straddled Kristy's head just as Bob had, lowering her pussy down onto Kristy's mouth without any warning or direction.



When Kristy felt Su's well trimmed bush tickling her face, she smiled and then opened her mouth to stick out her tongue, waiting for Su to ride it. None of this was going as we had planned, but I was too far gone to worry about it. We were all enjoying ourselves and Kristy was enjoying the experience. As I continued to eat Kristy, she aggressively ate Su who hunched her hips back and forth across my lover's mouth. Su was soon spasming in her own climax as I ate Kristy to another.



When both of the ladies had come down from their orgasms, I moved away from my lover's sex, extended an inviting hand to Su, and as she took it, pulled her down so that she was in a sixty-nine with Kristy. Smiling encouragement, I gently pushed her head down into Kristy's crotch, forcing her face directly into my lover's wetness. Su smiled an evil smile as she accepted my wishes and began to devour my lover's thoroughly drenched and wide open pussy. At the other end, I encouraged Bob to remove Kristy's blindfold, explaining that I wanted her to be able to see it when he and I took turns entering Su's sex from behind. Further I stated my desire for both he and I to cum deep inside his wife so that my lover could suck out every drop of our combined cum. He enthusiastically agreed; Su ate Kristy with even more vigor and Kristy was still busily licking, sucking and nibbling Su's hot box.



I was careful not to knee my lover in the head as I straddled her and presented my erection to Su's hot box. It was nicely wet; a testament to my lover's ability to eat pussy. I held no pretense as I lined up my cockhead, began to push into Su's sex, let go of my shaft and put both hands on Su's hips. With a quick hard jerk I forced my entire length into Su, listening to her gasp and moan and feeling myself swell with the knowledge that Kristy had just watched my cock disappear into Su's wetness. I knew what it looked like to see both outer and inner pussy lips stretch around a man's length and I have to admit that it turned me on to know that Kristy had just watched my length disappear exactly that way.



I couldn't see Kristy's face as I pounded Su, nor could I see Su's face as she ate Kristy, but both of them were moaning audibly so I had to believe that we were all doing a good job. I watched Bob, with a smile, as he picked up the video camera and zoomed it in from different angles, getting terrific shots of Su eating Kristy's sweetness. Then he came around behind Su and got good high angles of my cock sliding in and out of his wife's clutching womanhood.



I knew my goal and was firmly committed to reaching it: both Bob and I were supposed to cum deep inside Su and I was working steadily toward fulfilling my half of that effort. In short order I could feel my orgasm building and pounded even harder into Su's depths. I said not a word but groaned freely as I felt my climax consume me, spasming out my thick ropes of cum. When the pulses began and my cum began to flow, I pulled Su's hips into mine, burying my length to the balls and jetting my jism as deeply into her as I could manage. I held her back, pushing myself forward until I felt the last spasm flow, and then making sure I stayed buried until Bob had put the video camera back on its stand. I didn't want to pull my cock out until he was poised to enter his wife lest my cum start flowing out before we were ready.



When Bob was beside me on the bed, he gave me the high sign, I pulled out and moved away smoothly as Bob moved in just as smoothly, lining up his cock with one motion and then plunging into his wife's cum-drenched, stretched-wide pussy. He too sunk into her in a single stroke and began to pump. Remembering Bob's actions, I left the bed, my cock still dripping with my cum and Su's juices, grabbed the video camera and began to get some really good shots of everyone.



Before Bob came, Su and Kristy had both cum; Su on Bob's cock and Kristy against Su's face. After Kristy's orgasm had passed, Su raised her face, smiling right at me and the camera, allowing me to get a good shot of Kristy's shiny juices as they coated Su's face from cheeks to chin. Showing off for the camera, Su licked her lips, rolled her eyes and then dove back into my lover's sex for more. A few moments later, Bob came too, burying his cock into his wife and pumping out his own hot juice.



When his orgasm had passed, he stayed buried deep, asking Kristy if she was ready to suck Su's cunt clean before he pulled out. She replied with an enthusiastic, "Absolutely." Still Bob didn't pull out. Bob asked Su if she was ready to feel Kristy suck her pussy out to which Su replied, "Absolutely." With that, Bob pulled out as he pushed down on Su's hips, planting Su's literally dripping pussy onto Kristy's face. I made sure to get an excellent close-up shot of Su's stretched open cum-flowing-sex as it pushed down onto my lover's face. Kristy ate like a champ, licking up the mixture of cum as it flowed out of Su, and then sucking Su's hole hard to get even more.



By the time Kristy had eaten Su clean, Su had cum twice more and Bob was STILL hard. "Alright, Bob," I said with a smile. "Climb on and fuck Kristy until you cum hard again." Su moved out of the way as he complied and Kristy smiled up at him with her cum covered face as he entered her. Su and I sat side by side on the edge of the bed, lazily fondling and caressing each other as we watched our spouses fuck. Kristy moaned, squirmed and thrashed as Bob's pole pounded in and out of her beyond-well-used pussy. Since it was his third orgasm, it took Bob some time to reach it, and by the time he finally came, Su and I were cheerfully pleasuring each other with our hands. I had three fingers buried inside her and she was aggressively stroking my length. As good as it felt, I wasn't sure I could cum again. I was drained from the weekend and our time limit was near. I just wanted to be alone with my lover.



When Bob's cock finally went soft within Kristy's hot sex, he pulled out and fed his softening length to Su who dutifully licked it clean. After that, I suggested that our weekend's pleasures might be over and they agreed. As they went into the bathroom to shower together, I leaned over to my lover to see her smile. "I don't think we can ever have another weekend that will leave me this throbbingly used," she said with a grin.



"You're probably right," I agreed. "But you know what?" I asked. She lifted an eyebrow. "For your birthday, or an anniversary, or some other special occasion, I'd be glad to plan another weekend just as fun as this one."



"I knew I loved you for a reason," she said with a huge smile. "Now untie me and hold me close until they're done in the bathroom. After they leave I want to fuck you one last time, but this time in that huge tub." Who was I to argue?



Kristy's Sexual Pilgrimage &#x2013; Final Chapter



When Bob and Su had finished in the bathroom, dressed and were leaving, Kristy and I escorted them to the front door. My lover and I were still naked and her thighs were shiny with the amount of cum that had flowed from within her. She voiced no desire to wipe it off, and I certainly wasn't going to suggest it. The presence of the congealing cum as it flowed over the insides of her strong thighs just served as a reminder of how freely sexual my lover was. Kristy kissed Bob, and then, to my surprise, kissed Su good-bye just as deeply. I kissed Su and then shook hands with Bob. When the door was closed behind them and we were once again alone, I took my lover by the hand and guided her into the bathroom. There I began to fill the huge Jacuzzi tub with steaming hot water and had her settle into it while I arranged things in the bedroom.



As she began to relax by soaking, I moved a few items around in the bedroom, setting up a stand with the television on it so that we could see it from the tub. That done, I connected the video camera to the television and set up the tape we'd made the day before so we could watch it while we soaked. With the television on, and the tape rolling, I joined my lover just as the tub was full, settling in behind her against the now warm wall of the tub, feeling her wiggle back and settle in between my legs, laying back against me.



As the tape played and we enjoyed watching everything that had occurred the day before, my hands caressed Kristy's wonderful body everywhere I could reach. From the front of her magnificent thighs, to the slick sticky insides of those same thighs, to her still throbbing sex (from what she told me), across her belly and up to her full chest. The water was deep enough that her chest was completely under water and I knew that when her nipples grew erect it was due to my touch and not the chill in the air.



As my fingers continued to fondle her chest, her own fingers found their way to her sex, playing slowly and gently, not working for pleasure, but being pleasurable just the same. On the screen, the tape showed my lover being filled at every end&hellip;. Three cocks penetrating her body and her face contorted with pleasure as her mouth stretched around the erection that filled her mouth.



In the tub Kristy said, "You know, I was originally afraid of that happening because I was sure it was going to hurt, but it ended up feeling so good."



"I had minor concerns about it too," I whispered into her ear. "But that is why we spent the night before getting you introduced to anal sex. I didn't want you to have multiple fears all at once. I wanted you to be able to accept the pleasures and ignore the minor discomforts until the total pleasure overwhelmed you."



"Well you did a good job," she smiled, stretching slightly. "I certainly have never felt so full and anytime I began to think I wanted more, it was there."



"I'm glad you liked it," I smiled back, though she couldn't see my face. "Tell me honestly," I requested of my lover, "was there anything about the weekend that you didn't completely enjoy?"

<hr pg="12" />"Not really," Kristy replied softly. "Now that I've had all these experiences, I've discovered how much I like showing off my body and having six men available to service me was quite wonderful." She paused to breath deep. "At first I thought about it as me serving them, but when I got everyone into the bed, somehow it changed and I couldn't get enough and having six was great." She paused again and sounded like she was purring. "In fact, I think even more might be fun, too&hellip;.. say eight or ten?" I couldn't tell if she was smiling or not but I knew that I couldn't back down from a challenge.



"If you really want to have ten guys at the same time," I whispered as I rolled and pulled her right nipple, "then we can plan that sometime as a special surprise for you."



I realized she had been teasing when she balked at my suggestion. "Are you serious?" she asked loudly. "What the hell would I do with ten men?"



"Work harder longer," I replied as my left hand found her other nipple. "Feel even more satisfied and full of cum when it's all over."



"Mmmmmm," she moaned back against me, responding not only to the thought but also to my hands on her chest. "I've been pretty well full of cum this weekend, but I want one more load inside me. Feel up to it?" Her back was right against my front and I knew she could feel my length pressing against her. The question was rhetorical.



"In the tub?" I asked quietly. "Or did you have something else in mind?"



"No," she said surely. "I want to ride you here in the hot water. What's the worst that will happen? We'll get water on the floor in the bathroom?" She had a point and I was definitely hard enough. I assumed that her fingers had her wet enough and encouraged her to turn around to straddle me.



"No," she said simply. " I want to take my pleasure from you first; just riding you and enjoying the feeling of having you in me without worrying about how things feel, or what you're enjoying. I'm feeling just a little selfish for a moment," she said honestly.



"You know I've always loved it when you use me for your pleasure," I assured her, "so you do whatever you want." Lifting her body up, my lover used her legs to press mine together, forcing her ass further back against me and finding a way to line up her sex above mine. Once she felt my swollen knob at the entrance of her hot box, she began to rub back and forth above me, spreading her wetness which was even hotter and thicker than the water around us. When she was satisfied that my head would penetrate her, she began to sit down on me, feeding my length into her sex inches at a time.



When she'd settled herself down on my shaft, she relaxed back against me once more, gently rocking her hips to create some friction on my erection inside her, both of us still watching the video tape of my lover's sexy body as it was taken by six men. My hands once again found her perfect chest as her hands again found her tingling clit. As she watched herself playing with six men on television, my lover ever-so-gently rode my length to her own pleasure, her fingers adding stimulation to her wet sex. I was feeling quite good and didn't care how long she wanted to stay like that, or whether or not I came in that position. I just wanted the wet heat of my lover's sex to never leave.



A few minutes later, as I watched a man cum on my lover's chest on the television, I felt her pussy begin to tighten around my length and heard her groan from deep in her throat. Her fingers were working frantically at her sex as she came and I loved the feeling of her womanhood as her muscles fluttered and then pulsed, tightening and loosening around me as she climaxed. The orgasm seemed intense and stayed with her for a while as she ground down against me, riding my cock against the rubbing of her hand on the outside.



When Kristy's delicious orgasm had passed, she exhaled and I realized that she hadn't been breathing throughout the peak of her orgasm. I felt her relax upon me and the action, or lack of action, allowed her body to sink down onto me even further. Not much, maybe a half inch, but it was enough to feel my length disappear into the heat a little more.



When I realized that my lover had caught her breath, I began to move beneath her, not really attaining much of a penetrative movement, but letting her know that I was still alive; still hard and buried within her; and still in need of reaching my own climax no matter how many of hers we worked through. Putting her own hands on top of mine as they worked at her chest, Kristy pulled my hands away and removed herself from me. Leaning forward, I thought she was going to break my length off at the base, but then she was up, the hot water felt cool against my shaft in her absence, and she was standing above me in the tub.



I had quite the perfect view of her ass when she stood up, and an even better view of her shaven sex when she turned around. Stepping closer to me with her feet straddling my hips, my lover leaned forward to put her hands on the edge of the tub, squatting at the same time to lower her sex onto my mouth. I wasn't about to complain and really enjoyed the view as I looked up at her body, from her slick sex which was freely flowing hot juices into my mouth and across my chin, to her free-hanging well-rounded full breasts with her erect nipples stiffening even more from the coolness of the air, to the evil grin she had on her face as she looked down at me and fed me her sex!



I enjoyed, for the first time, the delicious taste and texture of my lover's smooth-shaven pussy lips, wondering if she could feel my moustache against them as she rocked her hips back and forth over my probing tongue. As always she tasted quite delicious and I enjoyed tongue-fucking her as she stood above me, stretching to see just how far inside of her I could taste. With my hands full of her ass and pulling her sex into my face, I concentrated on her clit and sucked it hard; nibbling it gently with my teeth; flicking it fast with my tongue; and pulling on it with my sucking lips until I felt, tasted and saw her pulse with orgasm once again. It was a spectacular site to see as her entire body shook in time with the spasms of her climax, her eyes closing in pleasure as her mouth hung open and incoherent moans of pleasure escaped from her throat.



When she had quit cumming and was looking down at me with a smile, I put my hands on her hips to pull her sex away from my face. She moved with my hands and allowed me enough room to speak. "If you've had quite enough for the weekend," I said with a grin, "I'd enjoy being able to be selfish for the next several minutes, bending you over; taking you from behind and not stopping until I've added my own cum deep inside you." Without answering me, still smiling wide, my lover stepped back away from me, moved to the other end of the tub, and there, with her legs spread as far as the tub would allow, legs locked at the knees, she bent at the waist to support herself on the edge of the tub. Wiggling her ass as an invitation, she giggled and treated me to the beautiful site of her glistening pussy as it beckoned my length to return.



I stood and positioned myself behind her, my hardness pointing the way to her moist heat as I lined up to enter her. My own hand was pushed out of the way by hers as she grasped my length, pulled me forward and guided me into her wetness. Once half my shaft was inside her, she released me, putting her hand back on the tub's edge to hold on as my hands found her hips and we began to rock. As I pumped in and out of her I had a terrific view of her ass shaking against the movement of my hips. The water was also moving all around our legs as we moved, some of it splashing out, but as my lover had said, so what?



I knew I wouldn't be long before cumming, but I wanted to try to draw it out some so I varied the pace of my pounding, sometimes moving hard and slow, other times pumping fast but penetrating less deeply. At some point I realized that my lover was still watching the television, moaning both at what she could see and at what she could feel. As I felt my orgasm begin to build I too focused on the television and realized that the video was now showing my lover in bed with Belinda as they were coached by Tawnee. It was very erotic and I loved the good shots of the double-headed dong as it penetrated them both and they worked it against each other.



My orgasm was nigh upon me and my groaning was matched by that of my lover as another climax grew within her as well. "Yes," I heard her hiss as she breathed. I watched her hand reach underneath us, felt her fingers against my shaft and balls as I pumped and she worked her buzzing clit. "Yes," she hissed again. "Cum hard in me&hellip;.." she groaned through clenched teeth. "Cum deep&hellip;&hellip;."



When her final orgasm swept through and began to spasm her vaginal canal around my length it sent me over the edge and I did indeed cum hard deep inside her, my cock spitting my hot thick cum against her hot walls. "Mmmmmm," she groaned, feeling my cock as it also pulsed against her spasming sex. "I can feel it inside me," she groaned. "I can feel how hot it is." Her hips were bucking in time with her orgasmic pulses and it felt as if she were actually using her pussy to milk the length of my cock, sucking out every drop of cum I could produce.



When our mutual orgasm began to slow, my lover quickly told me what she wanted. "Don't pull out of me yet," she said sexily. "When you do, I want to lick and suck our mixture off of you. It always tastes so good!" I definitely wasn't going to argue about that and kept pumping her lazily until my cock was so soft that I wasn't sure I could keep penetrating her, even as sopping and drenched as her sex was. Taking me by surprise, Kristy pulled away from me quickly, turned and knealt in the tub, opening her lips wide to suck my sticky length, covered with milky white juices, into her mouth.



The pleasure was almost too intense and overwhelming as she licked and sucked me clean, gently nibbling the head of my cock as a tease. She knew how sensitive it was and just giggled when I jumped at the contact. When she was satisfied that she'd gotten me clean, she pulled me down so that I was also kneeling in the tub, facing her as she smiled at me and pulled me in to a passionate kiss. As full of sex as the weekend had been, and given the number of partners we'd shared (she a great deal more than I), I enjoyed the fact that we had started the weekend alone together and had ended it the same way.



I like to think that the weekend brought my lover a new appreciation for sex in all its varieties and I know that she's been much more open about what she does or doesn't want since then. We showered together when the tub's water grew cool and enjoyed carefully drying each other off afterward. Dressed in our usual casual comfortable wear, we packed, carefully storing the film and video tape so we'd know where to find it. I knew that, as full of sexual pleasures as the weekend had been, once I dropped off my lover at home, I was heading home to watch the videos once again, stroking myself to another glorious orgasm. I fully expected that my lover would do the same, fingering herself to the magnificent memories she'd built throughout the weekend.



Later we'd talk on the phone before going to bed and share the details of what we'd enjoyed, wanted, liked, didn't like, wanted to do again. The one thing I knew for sure was this: the weekend had taught us both that we could enjoy other partners; watch each other enjoy other partners; give each other to other partners, and never feel the least bit jealous because our love was so strong. The level of security we felt in our relationship was high enough that all of the sexual interaction throughout the weekend served only to inspire us to a closer relationship more open about our desires and feelings. Not bad for a weekend full of gratuitous sex, eh?

