Jumping the Fence – Chapters 3 to 4

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Jumping the Fence – Chapters 3 to 4Chapter ThreeI recall feeling terribly alone. The first time ever I think, and was now unsure. I’d never been without nearby company and people I trusted and my Sydney hosts were unknown to me. However I managed my feelings by looking on my position as a new adventure, just as I’d looked at my year past and how positive that had been. I had to keep my wits about me and staying on track meant I pushed my emotions into the background. I easily found my way to my new abode and met Lyn and Greg, the owners of a large home on Sydney’s north shore. The c***dren had all left home and they had an empty house. I had my own self-contained apartment within it and immediately felt very comfortable. My hosts were semi-retired and slightly older than Tony and Meg but a handsome couple. Greg obviously kept himself in reasonable shape and had a full head of grey hair of which he was very proud. He went to work in his legal office about three days a week. Lyn was still an attractive woman but you can’t beat age forever. Full hips and heavy breasts but still slim as she watched her weight carefully. She managed the boutique that she owned and required her attention a couple of days a week. She was quite glamorous for her age and carried herself well being above average height. On my first afternoon there Lyn took me to her local shops and nearby shopping centre and I noted it had everything I imagined I would need. Then she invited me to dine with them both that night to get to know each other. Dinner was a very relaxed affair and we shared good wine and stories. They certainly put me at ease and I now look back on that night as being the start of a warm friendship which endures today. When I questioned them about their friendship with Tony and Meg they just assured me they met through Greg’s business and having similar social interests hit it off over the years, stayed in contact and visited each other occasionally. I really thought nothing more of it. They certainly understood that I was Tony and Meg’s neighbour and was having a ‘mid life crisis’ they’d been told. I laughed that off saying I felt I was very much in control and really starting a new adventure in life. I said I had to start to find work and Lyn immediately offered me a position as a sales lady in her business. As much as I appreciated the offer, I told her that I really had never had any interest in fashion and was quite a dowdy conservative dresser so it would probably be inappropriate. Lyn understood but promised she would take me shopping and get me some new modern outfits. I genuinely looked forward to that.When I explained that I was a legal secretary before having c***dren, Greg asked if I thought I could return to that. When I said I felt I’d pick it up quickly because I knew I still had a brain, he offered to ask some of his colleagues in other law firms. He was good to his word and within ten days I’d had several interviews and I had the luxury of choosing between three different offers. With Greg’s advice I chose a medium sized inner city based practice and to this day I am still employed there, now in a very senior capacity in administration.Lyn did as promised and over the next few weeks we shopped for everything she suggested I needed. She outfitted me in far more feminine and, I thought, sexy outfits as well as some very smart business suits for work. She took me lingerie shopping and I bought as per her recommendation though I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I rarely if ever wore underwear – a practice I had continued since arriving in Sydney but obviously I had to wear something when shopping with Lyn. I’d given little or no thought to my need for sexual satisfaction since I’d been nicely satisfied by my friends the night before leaving home. I’d had a couple of quiet little frigs in recent nights but had been so busy settling into my new life that having a good fuck just hadn’t been a priority and nor was it still. I’d had so much sex in the past year and all of it interesting and stimulating that I didn’t need to search for something to fulfil me as I had twelve months ago.Hence it was in this very relaxed frame of mind that I dined with Lyn and Greg at their invitation about a week after I’d arrived.“We received a phone call from Tony and Meg today asking after your well being” Lyn stated. I responded positively extolling their virtues as such good friends and their inspiration in setting me on this track I my life. “Yes” Lyn smiled. “Meg told me you were very close and she hoped you weren’t missing out on some of life’s little adventures that you seemed to enjoy so much with them”. I knew what was probably coming but I’d not been warned by Tony or Meg as to what their relationship was, apart from being good friends. So I thought I’d let Lyn continue after I just responded with a “ Yes we had some really good fun together and it was always an adventure”.“I guess we can’t beat around the bush here Amy” Lyn rushed on. “we have shared partners and enjoyed sexual activities with Tony and Meg for quite a few years now. Doesn’t happen too much now that we are getting older but we are still active and enjoy socialising that way with trusted friends”“I’m not surprised at all” I explained. “It was Tony who initiated me into this lifestyle just about a year ago and I have enjoyed every moment of it. It was probably the catalyst for my eventually deciding to leave home as I couldn’t continue the subterfuge under my husband’s roof. He may be no lover or comfort but he is a good man and doesn’t deserve to be deceived in his own home”I then proceeded to tell them in intimate detail what I had achieved year the past year and how it had all panned out starting with finding the magazine in my son’s bedroom. We continued dinner in good humour and were getting up to do the dishes when Greg asked “ Have you had a man since arriving in Sydney?” knowing that I hadn’t. “You’d know if I had Greg – I probably would have screamed the house down it’s been so long. For that past year I’ve had a cock a day at least apart from the last month so I wouldn’t refuse an invitation from a nice man. Are you offering?” I joked. He responded surprisingly “leave the dishes to Lyn and take me to your bedroom, “he ordered. I followed to my room laughing at Lyn’s feeble protests about having to wash up.“Do you have any favourite tricks or positions Amy” Greg queried as he quite unashamedly undressed. “I love the feel of a man getting hard whether in my hand or mouth and I have a need almost, to taste sperm. Otherwise I enjoy virtually every activity sex can bring” I said as I dropped to my knees and took his slowly stiffening prick in my mouth.“ I want to fuck you Amy so don’t make me cum in your mouth” he instructed and I just looked up smiled and nodded agreement. After I’d got him hard, which took at least five minutes, I released him from my mouth and stepped back to strip myself. Greg just stood with his nice hard cock and goggled at me as I undressed. As I dropped my knickers, I said “At least I won’t have to wear them around here any more. Do you want me on my back?”I climbed on the bed, lay back and pulled my legs apart and up to my chest. It had been so long that my inner lips had virtually shrunk back inside. Greg knelt between my legs and using his fingers and tongue he worked the lips apart very gently as my juices started to flow. As soon as he felt my moisture increasing he worked his way back up the bed and holding my ankles, he allowed his cock to find its own way into my sex starved labia. Oh! Joy of joy, to have a real live pulsing prick in my cunt once again was heaven. I realised I’d been so spoiled this last year with so many cocks to chose from almost daily.This lovely mature man fucked me slowly and deeply and savoured every moment he was buried in my fanny. He was concentrating seriously and said he had to do that to maintain his erection. Remember this was well before the introduction of Viagra and its derivatives but I did suggest he consider a cock ring, which I knew worked well with Tony. Sometime later when Greg was still buried deeply within me, Lyn strolled into the room casually asking how we were going. This struck me as being quite humorous. Here I was with her husband’s cock buried right up me while she’d been forced to do the dishes and she just wondered ”how we are going”. It must have been obvious to her that we were having a very nice time so I told her so and that I have enjoyed several cock inspired orgasms already – first in weeks. Lyn came over and sat on the bed by my head and reached over and started to stroke my boobs.“Meg told me you enjoyed the female company as much as a man’s. Is that right”? she asked.“Sometimes more” I answered honestly. She leant down and kissed me while her husband fucked me slowly. “I’m going to bed Amy, but maybe we can be nice to each other in the morning. I’ve been a little starved of female company recently” she complained. I readily agreed and she left.Greg’s ejaculation crept up on me and I didn’t pick the tell-tale signs. Suddenly he was telling me that ”here comes dessert” and I felt his cock pulsing into me. I was to learn that with the mature man, his ejaculation is not always heralded with a stiffening cock or necessarily a quickening of pace. Sometimes it just happens. Nice, I guess for a surprise.And so ended the first fuck of my new life. My first fuck outside my home city and it had taken me 40 years to achieve that. Greg kissed me and thanked me, made sure I was comfortable and he left. I slipped into a deep sex induced sleep – my first in weeks but I resolved there and then I’d not wait that long again. I awoke and felt comfortable now walking completely nude into the kitchen where Lyn and Greg were enjoying an early morning cup of tea. Greg dressed for work and Lyn in an old housecoat. Both rose and gave me a tongue tangling deep kiss good morning while grabbing handfuls of my bum cheeks. “Nice way to start the day I must say” I cooed. I made tea, sat with them and chatted about minor issues until Greg left for work.“ Can I have some fun with you now?” Lyn asked. I just took her by the hand without saying anything and led her into my bedroom. It was a chilly morning so after she dropped her coat, we both climbed under my covers and went into a deep passionate and orgasm producing kiss. We were both breathing heavily now so I shifted into the 69 position with my head deep under the blankets so everything had to be done by feel. However it didn’t stop me throwing a leg across Lyn’s face and she found my cunt before I found hers. We both licked away using fingers to probe the folds of the labia and dig deeply to find our G-spots. The tongues just worked our clits to a continuing series of delightful little orgasms. However eventually I had to come up for air despite enjoying the pungent odours of my new friend’s fanny. We lay together for another hour or so, stroking each other’s boobs and talking. “Where am I going to find some nice regular safe cock in this city?” I asked casually. I explained my penchant for absolute cleanliness and discrete trust, suggesting married men were my preferred choice. Lyn was very understanding and suggested a number of options from introducing me to some of her swinging friends, to contact magazines and sex shop ads. She even suggested that I could contact a couple of studs that she and her older friends used occasionally but I wasn’t comfortable with young single men – only as a last resort. She told me she’d host a party next weekend for some of their swinging friends and at least I’d get fucked on the night and it was up to me to continue any relationships. I also planned to get hold of the contact magazines at certain newsagents and find my nearest sex shop. I also had to prepare for work starting next week.I duly started work again after so many years as a housewife and found I was quite enthralled with the need to keep myself occupied mentally but better still – it soon became apparent that my workplace held a number of possibilities for liaising with sexually adventurous individuals. Guys you are amazing creatures and never cease to make your intentions known almost before you know their name.The party was a low key affair but Lyn made sure all present knew I was an enthusiastic participant in virtually any activity. Lyn didn’t want to attract the attention of neighbours so we had to keep noise down and curtains drawn. When all the couples arrived I thought I was back at my old church – no one was particularly erotically dressed and as most were of mature age there was no great rush to start any sexual activity. In fact it was me who, after chatting to a guy just a bit younger than me, who had arrived with a very vivacious wife, I told him of “my need to enjoy a mouthful of man cream before I went crazy”. I explained how much I loved cock sucking and swallowing and I’d not had the pleasure for weeks. He casually unzipped his fly as I knelt before him in the crowded room by the bar. I hardly needed to arouse him since he was hard almost as his cock came into the fresh air. He was no doubt a seasoned swinger as he was unfazed by the others in the room, some of whom made complimentary comments about our activity. It was his beautiful wife who came over to us saying “Brian, drop your trousers for the poor girl and give her a go at all of you” as she reached for his belt buckle and pulled his trousers and underwear down to his ankles. I didn’t take long in getting my reward. I felt Brian grip my head as if I’d move it anyway but he obviously wanted to empty his load down my throat and I willingly accepted all he had to offer. After so many weeks to feel that delicious cream sliding down my throat was enough to send me into my own little orgasm. I immediately stood and was about to give him my cum flavoured kiss when his wife stepped between us and took his place, sticking her tongue so far down my throat as if to claim some of her man’s spunk back. Sorry love but that had gone all the way down but I did enjoy her kiss.This was the catalyst for some of the others to spring into action and most started to undress casually while pairing up with some one near them. I stripped completely naked first and encouraged Brian to fuck me by inviting him to do so as I stroked his cock to life again. His wife by now, I noticed nearby, still not undressed but without knickers bent over a table with her dress around her waist and someone crouched behind her with his tongue in her fanny. This scene was repeated around the room – some now naked and others only partially so but everyone being attended to sexually. As soon as I got Brian hard I knelt on the floor and offered up my rear for his, and my, pleasure. “You can have either hole Brian” I offered“if I can get it up a third time tonight I’ll take your bum then Amy” he explained, “but in the meantime let me fill that hot little cunt of yours’I felt his lovely hard long prick slide into me and of all the cock I’ve had before and since I still remember this first fuck with him. Slow and hard every thrust and now almost thirty years later Brian still fucks me the same way though not nearly as often as he has over the years. I became pretty good mates of his and his wife and they continue to be a part of my inner circle of sex friends. He did manage to get his cock into my arse that night as well. Because Lyn had explained that I was the guest of honour and needed to be appropriately welcomed to Sydney a number of the guys lined up to fuck me after Brian. I probably had about 6 during the course of the night interspersed with a few of the girls but didn’t feel exhausted at all. But I finished the night with Brian up my arse as I sat astride one of the other guys and the girls cheering me on to a great double penetration orgasm. Thanks Lyn and Greg, it was a fabulous welcome from you and I knew I’d not go too long without good sex from just amongst this crowd. However adventure and experience was my abiding interest and so I followed whatever leads I could to try to have an almost daily orgasm occasioned by another person. The sex shop ads bore fruit but I had to be so careful in choosing a partner from there and AIDs had just started to rear it ugly head so that made me doubly careful. I swore off anal sex for a couple of years because condoms were a necessity and I really didn’t like using them. Work was my happiest hunting ground. In an office with over 100 people working, I knew there had to be some good candidates. In administration, I had access to almost everyone in the office so I very carefully sounded out possible partners. I quickly found a few young unmarried guys which was against my rules but I needed to know they were in stable long term relationships with their girlfriends and as soon as I suspected they were playing the field I shut them out. But they were always available to take home after work and I insisted that they knew about each other as I couldn’t handle any stupid immature jealously tantrums. It’s always surprised me how few men are comfortable sharing their fucks with others and as for playing with me together, that was a step too far for lots. The older married guys who I preferred gradually got to sample my wares so that after several years I really just fucked the good old married blokes who I knew were dutifully going home to their wives and no one else. I was very careful to stay discrete from the senior partners of the firm but two of them approached me over the first couple of years there but both were more obsessed with voyeurism than fucking. I would fuck them occasionally but they loved me coming to their office in my staid tight business suits and lifting my skirt to play with my fanny while they gave me instructions or they’d let me play with their cocks sometimes. I even got to suck them too. I enjoyed that – going back to my office with a mouthful of cum or the occasional cunt full running down my leg. I was so enjoyably depraved. It was about twelve months after I started that I was changing into my gym gear after work in the girl’s shower room when one of the other admin girls came in. She was a married woman a couple of years younger than I with teenagers and attractive in her own way without being highly sensual. I saw her watching me change and I’m sure I heard a little gasp when I dropped my skirt revealing a lack of underwear and totally bald fanny – something I was very proud of. I thought nothing more of it even though I’d not been able to find any girl sex partners in the office. Pretty risky to reveal those sorts of inclinations in the office in those days. Next day Fay, as she was known, approached me in my office during the lunch hour and, very nervously, said “ I couldn’t help notice you changing yesterday” then she clamed up.“What did you notice Fay that interested you” I queried.“Well” she stammered, “you don’t have any hair down there and I’m sure you didn’t have underwear on”“That’s right, Fay” I proudly replied. “I’ve not worn underwear unless absolutely necessary – like my periods – for some years now and as for the bald fanny, I find it so much cleaner and enjoyable for sex”.I had considered how much I would tell her but reasoned that she was very quiet and certainly wasn’t a rumour monger. She was also my junior and since I’d fucked a few guys in the office including a couple of senior partners I was pretty safe in revealing a few of my secrets.“What would you like to know, “ I questioned. “I’m not sure Amy where to start“ she announced a little more confidently now. “ I didn’t think you were married and lived alone but you say you enjoy sex and you obviously go without underwear because it’s a very sexy thing to do. Is that right?”“ Fay” I started. “I am married but my husband lives in Brisbane and I’ve not seen him in nearly two years and I never had sex with him when I was home. That why I took an interest in having sex with others – men and women – (she gasped) and I found I really enjoyed it as long as I was careful and stayed healthy. Now I try to have sex with someone everyday because I need it and enjoy it so much” I went on to explain what I do sexually that I find such fun and so arousing and went into very intimate detail of so many sexual activities hoping that she’d start to feel uncomfortable. But she didn’t. It just encouraged her to ask more questions until I suggested she should come home with me and I could explain and show her so much more. To my surprise she readily agreed and suggested she could make it that day. I knew I had a new one at that point.She had obviously given serious thought to coming home with me because as we walked to my apartment she explained that she had rung her husband and explained she was taking a sick employee home and as she was living alone she may have to spend the night at that employees place to keep an eye on her. Clever girl, I thought, and was more than happy to have her stay over. I should explain here that about six months after arriving in Sydney, I thought it proper that I move out of Lyn & Greg’s home and find my own place. I rang my husband to find out if he was still comfortable with me using our joint account which I’d hardly touched since arriving as I was able to live comfortably off my wages. As earlier explained, my husband was a kind and generous man, just difficult to live with due to his complete lack of interest in me. On this occasion he calmly said to me “ instead of paying rent why don’t you find a nice place to buy then it will be a good investment after you decide to come home,” ever hopeful as he was. He gave me a price range to search in and I thought – I knew he was financially comfortable but was undoubtedly better off than I had any idea. I readily agreed and found a nice two bedroom apartment quite close to the city with views and have been there ever since – I never did go home but my husband came to stay one night as soon as I’d moved in to see my investment. Yes he did fuck me – I could hardly refuse, not that I wanted to.So back to Fay. I had to take things easy with her I thought as she was still nervous and would possibly run if I pushed too hard. We poured a drink as we kicked off our shoes and jackets and chatted about sex again. She was so ripe for seduction and so like me just a couple years ago, but her husband was more attentive. She said she had lost all interest in sex when raising her k**s and kept her husband away with excuses but now she was working and more independent she was becoming more interested in sex but now her husband had lost interest – probably after all those years without sex and she had lost her touch she felt.I assured her I could teach her to regain it and develop a very healthy enjoyment of sex in many forms. I didn’t want to take her from her husband and told her so but she needed to experience a whole range of adventures to be the perfect wife and lover.“So what now “ she whispered seemingly enthusiastic to get started.I turned to her and taking her face in my hands, I forced a deep tongue -lashing kiss on her. She was startled at first and stiff but not uncompliant then she relaxed and returned the kiss enthusiastically. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and force itself as far down my throat as possible. I remember thinking that is one powerful tongue – couldn’t wait to have it in my fanny.“Wow that was really something” she exclaimed as we broke apart. “I never kissed a woman before just my husband years ago during those early passionate years of marriage. I never thought I’d ever experience that again. Please do it again” she pleaded. So I did. This time I allowed my hand to slide up her skirt and stroke her fanny through her knickers which she encouraged by spreading her legs. This time she broke off the kiss only as she was having a tiny orgasm. “Oh dear” she gasped, “ I didn’t think it would have that effect on me” as she turned to me and smiled almost embarrassed.“Lets go into the bedroom” I invited taking her by the hand “ and we’ll both get undressed”She said nothing and followed. “Just throw your clothes on the bed darling” I suggested. She was keen. She beat me to nakedness and I had less to take off than her. I picked up her large cotton panties saying “ we can consign these to the bin from now on – hopefully you’ll never wear anything like this again. She stood shyly naked in front of me with her arms crossed over her chest. I walked to her and pulled her arms down by her side then stepped back to admire her.She was not fat but had the c***d bearing tummy of a woman of her age which I guessed about 40. Just a nice full figure, good legs and a large pair of breasts which were just starting to sag from the weight.Her hair was a bundle of mousy brown that was badly tended and a thick bush of dark pubic hair hid her fanny completely. I turned her around to face the full length mirror admiring her full buttocks and broad hips then stepped right up behind her, put my arms around her and looked over her shoulder.“ Admire yourself Fay because you are a very sexy woman. You should make it a habit to do this every day to tell yourself how good you look “ I explained as I started to knead her very full breasts. “ I adore your boobs. I don’t think I’ve got any girlfriends who are quite as big as you. May I?” I queried as I stroked her rapidly hardening nipples. Her aureolae were enormous but the nipples much smaller than mine. I ran my hands up and down her body reaching her thick pubic hair and finding her pouting pussy lips under its mass.“I’d love to take that off you darling” I explained as I ran my finger through the thick curly mass. “ I’d like to be like you” she whined “ but my husband would ask questions. We do still sleep naked occasionally even if we don’t do it any more”“The word is ‘fuck’ from now on Fay – not ‘do it’ ok. As for your pubes I suggest we trim them neatly and thin them out to give better access to your partners” I suggested.“That would be fun and I’m sure quite nice but what do you mean ‘partners’ “ she queried somewhat concerned.“Darling, you want to learn all there is and enjoy some adventures don’t you” I explained” so I’m suggesting I’ll teach you lots myself but I’ll introduce you to a few of my other safe clean friends who’ll increase your range of experience.”“I’d not really thought that far ahead” she whimpered” but I guess so. After all I only had my interest aroused yesterday and again at lunchtime today so it’s all been so quick. Now I’m standing naked with a woman for the first time in my life and assuming I’ll be making love to her very soon. I want to so much and I’m so aroused now I guess I’ll just have to put my doubts aside. I do trust you Amy to take care of me. After all I am still a wife and mother with those responsibilities.I understood her predicament so well remembering bilecik rus escort my own doubts when I started on this journey. “I’ve been in your shoes and not so long ago Fay, so I’ll be very gentle and careful”I sat back on the bed and spread my legs revealing my clean shaved cunt to her gaze. I knew she was intrigued with it so I invited her to inspect and play with it. She stroked me so gently and needed no introduction to my clit that was now engorged and inviting attention. “May I?” she queried as she pulled back the outer lips revealing my inner labia fully. I asked if she knew how to find my G-spot. “I always thought that was a figment of someone’s imagination” she responded. I told her to put her fingers inside me and search for the different texture of flesh behind the clit, which she did willingly and exclaimed, “that’s amazing. I never knew that existed – I must have one myself”I explained that many women don’t know they exist and I didn’t until a couple of years ago. It’s not always rubbed by a penis and depends on the position you are fucking in. Doggie is usually best to activate its responses.I was becoming very aroused by Fay’s gentle investigation and my juices were becoming obvious as they began to flood my labia and trickle down over the perineum. I was beginning to breathe heavily and I pleaded with Fay “ please don’t stop”. “I’m intrigued and so excited” she giggled, then leant forward and started to lick the juices from my labia. “I never realised a woman could taste so good” I heard her mumble with her mouth full. Then she found my swollen clit and started sucking on it. It was probably a very natural reaction on finding a piece of flesh ripe for the picking and so ideal to suck but it sent me over the wall. I squirted – something I rarely did – but it didn’t faze Fay at all as I forcefully sprayed her chin and neck with fluid. I’ve never been convinced that squirting was anything more than losing control of one’s bladder but whatever it was Fay sucked and swallowed and I need not have been concerned that she may have been put off as she assumed it was an entirely natural reaction for a woman in orgasmic bliss. “I’m so happy that I could do that for you Amy “ she explained as she came up for air and moved to kiss me, “ I hope you can repay the favour because I would love to experience a similar response”.“I’ll try my best darling” I said,” but lets make access a little easier”.She lay stretched out next to me and I told her that I would “tidy up her fanny hair” so it was more enjoyable for both of us. I got up and got out my equipment. Scissors, a razor and some wax and proceeded to clean her pubic hair from her thighs. It was thick and quite wiry and invaded not only her crotch but also the tops of her thighs as well. I shaved then waxed her thighs then moved to cleaning the hair from alongside her pussy lips leaving only a triangle from the top of her slit. Now her pussy lips were revealed as clean and glistening with obvious arousal fluids and even her clit was visible and beautifully swollen. When I asked her to stand and admire herself in the mirror, the remaining hair masked most of what we had removed which made her exclaim “ my husband won’t know the difference” then she lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide revealing her bald pussy lips and gaping slit. I held a mirror to her fanny allowing her to inspect her own cunt.“Maybe your husband will notice this” I laughed.She smiled as she replied “ “he’s never seen me like that so wouldn’t know the difference but I’m keen to show him now. Maybe he will get interested again. By the way can you give me an orgasm now please Amy?”I didn’t hesitate, burying my tongue between those gorgeous virginal lips, licking full length and sucking on her clit. I also probed for her G-spot and, finding it, rapidly brought her to a shuddering orgasm. She pleaded not to stop and I continued as requested. However now, without hesitation, I proceeded to her anal ring and began to probe with finger and tongue. “oh that’s a new sensation, what are you doing” she asked between shortening breaths. “Darling, your arse is almost as sensitive as your cunt and if you can handle it, a lot of guys will want to fuck you there. Even your husband if you arouse him enough” I explained.“I remember years ago he wanted to try it but I was so sure it would be painful that I refused. Isn’t this what ‘homos’ do?” she questioned.“Yes Fay, they certainly do and love it but always best to use plenty of lubrication. That’s no problem with you at present with what is running out of your fanny” I said as I now pushed two then three fingers into her anal passage to open her out until she begged me to stop. “ it’s great fun to watch two guys going at it especially if you can help them along. However I do enjoy a cock in my arse and one in my cunt quite often”“ Amy you are so decadent. I thought I’d be disgusted but somehow the very thought just arouses me more”I removed my fingers and went to my toy drawer and got out some items. First I picked up the fat silicone double-headed dildo. “What on earth are you doing with that Amy “ Fay asked with a concerned look on her face.“We are going to fuck each other with it Fay “ as I almost roughly shoved one lubricated end up her arse. Fay protested feebly and I knew she really wanted to try it. I brought my arse up to hers with my legs between hers in scissor fashion till I was close enough to stick the other end into my own arsehole. Then burying about six inches each in our rectums I proceeded to rock back and forth agitating the silicone tube in our bums. “ frig your clit “ I instructed as I did the same to mine. The sensation built slowly with Fay needing time to adjust to this new sensation but soon she did. She didn’t hesitate to announce her coming orgasm with increasing grunts and finally a loud expelling of air as she almost collapsed before I had a chance to get to my peak. We both lay back on the bed breathing heavily until we regained our composure. “ let’s lick each other clean before we get up and shower” I suggested, so we manoeuvred into a 69 position and gently licked the juices from each others fannies. We showered separately but didn’t bother dressing as I went to the kitchen and prepared a light meal. While Fay was showering, I also made a call to Brian and invited him over if possible that night. He responded quickly.We sat after dinner in the lounge and enjoyed the view, cuddling as we talked and I really enjoyed those large tits of Fay’s. She told me of her sex life to date and despite having lived through the swinging seventies, she and her husband had done nothing different or adventurous. There was “just plenty of penetration” she admitted “ he fucked me relentlessly for some years but always vaginal and usually on my back. It was a big deal if I turned over and took him doggie and as for oral, it was a rare occurrence and I’d not let him cum in my mouth. I tasted it once and was quite turned off. He did love to tit fuck me though and I enjoyed those sessions culminating in him shooting a lot of sperm over my face and neck”.I was just getting ready to spread her legs again when I heard the knock at the door. Fay stiffened and went to cover herself with a cushion.“Don’t be concerned darling” I uttered as I jumped up “ it’s just a surprise for you”I let Brian in and whispered for him to strip then I led him by the hand into the lounge. I stood him before Fay who went crimson with embarrassment not knowing where to look as she whispered a meek ’hello’. Brian stood proudly before her and his lovely cock was already showing signs of tumescence. “you may touch it if you desire“ he kindly offered and reached out to take her hand and place it on his cock.“Just stroke him gently darling” I instructed “ and when he’s hard I think you should take him in your mouth”She was quiet and did as I suggested moving forward on the couch to get close and watch intently as her ministrations swelled his penis. She soon discovered the eye weeping pre-cum and began to rub that fluid up and down his now engorged cock making stroking even easier.“Tell me when you are about to blow Brian because Fay is not familiar with the delights of swallowing yet and I don’t want to let it go to waste” I asked.“You are such a greedy cum slut Amy” he laughed. “ She drinks this stuff by the glassful Fay”. And so I was forced to explain to Fay that one night at a party I had all the guys shoot a load into a wine glass then I poured it slowly down my throat.“Some of the girls despite being seasoned swingers, were turned right off and others wanted to try themselves. I really do enjoy swallowing spunk with all its differing flavours and some can be pretty yucky but even they slip down my throat giving me a sensuous feeling of immense power. I’m sure I’ll convince you eventually to become a prolific cock-sucker” I explained.With that, Fay bent forward and took Brian’s cock in her mouth. Not too deep but enough to take control and begin sucking in earnest. In fact she wasn’t sucking but really letting him fuck her mouth which is usually the case with oral sex. When Brian was ready he announced his intention so I pulled his cock from Fay’s mouth and opened my mouth as wide as possible. Resting the head of his cock on my outstretched tongue I let him pour forth with Fay watching in awe. As soon as he had spurted his last I turned to Fay, grabbed her head and forced my tongue down her throat so she shared my juicy snack.“You’ve got to learn to enjoy it somehow and what better way than sharing with a friend” I giggled as I came up for air.“Well it certainly tasted better than what I remember but I’m also so horny now even acid would taste good if it came out of a man’s cock. Brian can you get hard again because I really want to be fucked” she enquired.Goodness, I thought, I have really opened a Pandora’s box of passion with this girl. Just a day ago she’d only had sex with one person in her life and now here she was with a tummy full of a strangers cum, begging to be fucked by him having just been in a hot sex session with another woman. I wondered what I may have released but also knew that I had reacted exactly the same a few years back and eventually settled into a nice consistent fun sex life.I sat back and watched now as Fay worked on Brian’s prick with mouth and hand and knowing him as I did I was confident she would have her cunt full of hard cock within fifteen minutes. I wasn’t wrong and I watched as Fay lay back on the floor and stretched out her legs inviting Brian to enter her. “ Is that how you fuck your husband? “I queried. “Yes” she breathed heavily.I knelt on the floor straddling her head and telling her to relax, I reached over and got Brian to pass me her ankles. Then pulling them back and wide I held them tight saying “now you’ll get fucked properly Fay. Push it up her hard Brian” I ordered. He leant against the back of her legs and let his weight push his beautiful long prick deeply into Fay’s cunt. She groaned in sheer ecstasy.“I have never had such a long cock in me ever – please leave it there for me to enjoy for a few minutes. Mind you I’ve never had another cock other than my husbands so what am I saying” she gasped.“Darling” I began, “your husband may be as long as Brian but if you don’t give him full access like this you’ll never know.” I moved away now that they both had control and soon she was begging Brian to start fucking her. He was giving long slow strokes but she yelled at him to ”go hard’ as she built to her first orgasm. I knew Brian was capable of holding on hard for a long time once he’d blown a load so Fay was in for a great night. I watched her cum twice and she was sure a noisy one. Neighbours, I thought, but then I’d never had a problem with them and I had no doubt they knew what I got up to in my apartment.After her second orgasm, it was Fay who suggested a new position and once Brian pulled out she rolled over onto her knees and ordered him to “fuck me doggie Brian”. So he did. She soon rolled through a third orgasm then asked Brian to slow the pace or even rest while she caught her breath. After about ten minutes of this she surprised us both. “Amy would you get some of that gel you showed me earlier tonight. Since I still have a nice hard prick available and I’ve already cum a few times I want to try it all tonight and so would like Brian to sodomise me”.I laughed as I ran to get the lube saying “I’ve not heard that word used in years – it’s usually fuck my arse”I got back and Fay was still in position though she had her head on the floor and that pushed her bum higher in the air. Brian’s lovely hard cock was waving in the breeze and after applying lube liberally to Fay’s puckered little anus, I turned to Brian and very sensually rubbed lube the full length of his cock while kissing him. I missed having him fuck me tonight but it was Fay’s night and I wasn’t about to spoil the party.I opened Fay with my fingers, two then three, then checking that Fay was ready I guided his fat cock head into her lovely willing brown hole. He was so gentle as I knew he would, just entering a few inches, then withdrawing then pushing deeper, asking Fay all the time if she was ok. She responded encouragingly and so gradually he was balls deep in her anus and he rested there. Fay reached back between her legs to feel his balls resting against her cunt lips and thanked Brian for his consideration but now asked him to fuck her and go hard and fast. She would stop him if it was too much. But it wasn’t and Brian complimented her on the heat of her arsehole “all arseholes are usually hot but yours is fantastically heated” he enthused.With such activity I knew it wouldn’t be long before Brian would get his second load of the night away and sure enough he soon announced his impending ejaculation and so he did. Fay actually came again as she felt his cream pouring into her bowels and I watched as he pulled out dragging his white juice out with his slowly deflating cock. Afterwards we sat around enjoying a cup of tea, until Brian announced he’d have to go. “I hope Patty (his wife) got a fuck tonight because I don’t think I’ll be up to it when I get home. She’s out with the girls and usually they organise for some guy to fuck them” he casually announced. Then he was gone and Fay and I went to bed.I’d made a point of not allowing my male fuck friends to stay overnight. To me it was too much like expressing love for someone and I was so careful to keep my sexual activities on a playful non-committal level. With women it was different. I loved the softness and warmth of their naked bodies next to mine and it seemed to induce sleep. No love involved but a much more intimate understanding of my thoughts and needs. Hence I was happy to share my bed with a nice woman who Fay was. She asked me, as we drifted off to sleep, if I would cover at work for her tomorrow as she planned taking a couple of days off to get her head around her situation and try to rationalise these last twenty four hours which had turned her life upside down “for the better I think”.Since arriving in Sydney a year or so ago, I’d enjoyed sex with a number of girls including Lyn but Fay was my first ‘conquest’ and I felt a close responsibility towards her and thought I should give her some guidance if she were to continue on this newly found free lifestyle. She also had an adoring husband who she needed to keep and manoeuvre around. Together we kept an eye open for more ‘conquests’ within our working companions – both male and female – and working together we developed a plan and enjoyed occasional success. Most were young and single however so we maintained our distance socially extracting sexual favours under the most discrete of conditions. My most fun was with Fay herself.She developed reasonable excuses for spending a night with me about once a month which her husband accepted and usually on those occasions we’d invite a couple of guys over to fuck us silly but always they’d go home and we’d enjoy a few hours of gentle sex before sleep. These were, initially the only extra marital experiences Fay had. I would, of course, find plenty of guys and some girls to service me on an almost daily basis.Fay did use her first two days off after her initiation to prepare herself for a far more sexually active life than she had previously been experiencing. She completely changed her wardrobe and stocked up on new lingerie, much of which was positively erotic. She also gradually worked on her husband. She started slowly by just starting to sleep naked next to him and gradually increasing the enthusiasm of her caresses from hand jobs to blow jobs. She says it took a month of hard work but he soon came to accept that she seriously wanted to be fucked almost every night – and he obliged. Over three months she got him to enjoy different positions and eventually took him on the anal journey, of which he became an ardent fan. She also got him to accept her shaved fanny and finally he suggested that he be allowed to wax her completely. She agreed on the condition that she could do the same to him. Quite an achievement for the early nineties as it wasn’t so common until after sex was broadcast far and wide on the internet. During all this time, he had no idea of her extramarital activity even when some nights she went home after work having been by my apartment where she was fucked by one of my mates who left a nice juicy load in her. As satisfying as it was for her to be enjoying her husband again so much, she still craved for the occasional adventure which took her outside the accepted marital bonds. She began to suggest swinging to her man, who while listening with interest, still did not believe they would indulge and had grave reservations about its effect on their marriage. I asked her to consider letting me seduce him and gave her a plan. After all I was a pretty attractive woman especially now I was taking care of myself physically and cosmetically. I was probably about 5 years older than him. I had never met Pete though I’d spoken to him on the phone and seen the odd photo of him so I thought it appropriate to invite them both to dinner one Saturday night.The night duly arrived. I had dressed in a most revealing long dress. It dropped loosely from the waist almost to the floor but had a split to the waist over my right leg which when I walked or sat it fell open to the waist revealing my underwear. Yes I actually put on a tiny crutchless g-string with a bra which just lifted and supported my tits without actually covering my nipples. The décolletage of my top plunged to the waist but most significantly the whole dress was virtually transparent. With certain light behind me, it was possible to see clearly exactly what I had on underneath. Fay had come almost as revealing. Her dress was short – above mid thigh and I knew she was wearing her totally diaphanous g-string and peek-a-boo bra. Poor Pete wondered what had hit him from the moment he walked in. Fay introduced him proudly and so she should have as he was a fine looking man – tall and nicely muscled. He was relaxed in slacks and a polo shirt. I introduced myself with an astounding full on the lips kiss and when I went to kiss Fay similarly, he asked “ Are you trying to seduce me in that outfit Amy”“Maybe” I winked. “Lets sit down and enjoy a drink”Pete was complimentary of my apartment, saying “ no wonder you like to overnight here sometimes babe – its fantastic and that view” as the lights of the city stated to spring to life.I suggested that we wouldn’t sit down to dinner but just snack on hors d’ouvres and drink. We could always get takeaway if we felt hungry afterwards. Pete wanted to know all about me – maybe trying to determine if I was a suitable friend for his wife. I didn’t hide my interesting marital status though I kept any mention of my sexually libertine ways to myself. However Pete after a few drinks eventually raised the subject of sex – fishing for what I may do. I laughingly said I was an exhibitionist and got all the kicks I needed doing that. When he enquired as to how I may achieve that I said “ Why don’t I show you and Fay can help if you are comfortable with that – come with me Fay” She was a bit bemused but followed willingly after Pete gave his enthusiastic approval.We went to my bedroom where I had lots of my most revealing lingerie spread on the bed. “Want to parade around in some of this darling” I asked.“What in front of Pete – both of us” she blushingly asked.“Of course. Don’t tell me you are going all shy just because he’s your husband. I’ve seen you roam around this apartment completely naked showing off to strange men. I’ve seen you with two cocks up you and sucking the cum out of my cunt for the entertainment of a few guys. You can’t be shy. After all I am trying to seduce your husband and you need to get him aroused as much as I” I pleaded.“I guess so Amy – just a little nervous at the outcome. Hope it works”“ I’ll say it was all my idea if it goes bad” I promised.I gave Fay a revealing one piece ‘thing’ that had two straps stretching from her crutch over her shoulders and just covering her copious tits by tying the material around her back. The two straps extended down to her butt crack and disappeared into a string which was just wide enough to encapsulate her fanny lips. It was supposed to be a swim suit but it would never have held together in water.I decided to pop on a black lace teddy with the most miniscule crutch support , no arse material and two nipple holes with loose flaps of material over them. When I walked my swollen outer labia worked their way out each side of the crutch material.We held hands and waltzed into the lounge and Pete was speechless. We walked right up close to him on the couch and he reached out to touch his wife. He gingerly stroked her leg and while looking at me I saw him slip his hand between Fay’s legs and rub her barely covered legs.“There’s two of us here Pete” I reminded him and he really blushed as his other hand reached out to stroke my bare arse cheeks. “Are you actually trying to seduce me“ he queried, getting braver with his hand on me now as I felt his fingers slowly stroking my exposed labia. I spread my legs to assist. “Would you like to be” I asked but got no answer but just a worried glance at Fay who just smiled back at him. “ let’s go and put on something more revealing” I said to Fay who followed willingly.“You’ll be naked” Pete called after us.“Probably” I teased back.In the bedroom Fay asked what we could put on that was more revealing. I told her we would put something more accessible on. I put my original underwear on as the crutch was open and nipples exposed. I handed Fay a teddy similar to what I was wearing with clips at the crutch for quick release and exposed nipple holes. “He’ll fuck us now darling but I want you to ready him for me” I explained.She just said “Ok but I don’t think he’ll need too much encouragement”We returned to the lounge and paraded at some distance this time, holding hands and tweaking each others exposed nipples. We actually then sat each side of him, poured another drink, and changed the subject. Until…. Fay reached over to her husband and rubbing his crutch, asked “ do you want me to release the pressure on that sweetheart”“Yes “ he stammered “but what about you and Amy. Won’t you be embarrassed” “I won’t Pete” I quickly jumped in. “I’ve seen more hard cocks than Sunday lunches and watched most of them in action. In fact no one will be embarrassed because we all know what we want to happen” I explained as Fay unzipped and his quite admirable prick jumped forth from his trousers. She quickly undid his belt and slid his trousers down his legs to the floor before bending down to take her husband’s cock in her mouth. She knew what the plan was so as soon as she had coated his cock liberally in saliva, she lifted her head and I stepped forward. Straddling his legs, I reached between my legs and parting my labia exposed in the crutchless knickers, I lowered myself quickly onto his lovely healthy cock. Healthy it was as I felt it stretch up past my uterus.“ Gee Fay, you’re fortunate to have all this to yourself” I complimented. “ Not just mine now because you’re sharing it” she laughed. “Ladies, what about me and my feelings” he whimpered “ this is all so new to me and a very special occasion”“Darling” Fay said, “ I know you are mine but I’m very happy to share you with my very good friend. I love you and your very special piece of manhood but to my friend you are just a nice satisfying piece of meat really. Aren’t you comfortable being a sex object for a woman from time to time because we can repeat this whenever you like”“Did you girls plan this” he queried.“ Not me“ lied Fay, “ it was all Amy’s work but I did think it was time for us to open our marriage and I think it has been arousingly successful”“I haven’t cum yet” he moaned as I was working my cunt back and forth on his prick.“You will soon” I advised, “I can feel you building to a crescendo now” And so he did. His cum pulsed into me and I could feel it running out each side of his cock.Fay announced as she squeezed under her husbands thighs “ this is something I’ve always wanted to do” and knowing what she meant I slid back along his thighs until the cum dripping from my cunt was dripping right down to Fay’s lips. She didn’t swallow but rose quickly and planted a wet wanton sperm laden kiss on her husband who didn’t protest. He just lay there catching his breath with a silly grin on his face.“You got anymore of that lover” Fay asked her husband as she crawled over to me to lick the remaining cum from my cunt then share it with me, totally oblivious to the lecherous stares of her husband. I believe it was beginning to dawn on him that his wife was not new to kissing a woman. I knew her claim that “she’d always wanted to do this” (allowing the cum to drip on her lips was also a falsehood as I’d taught her to do that months ago and she loved it now. We now all started to come down from our sexual highs and relaxed to gain our composure. Fay was stretched out along the couch with her head in her husband’s lap. I got up made everyone coffee and sat opposite with my legs sprawled open across the arm of my chair. It was a scene of wanton sexuality in repose. Pete couldn’t keep his eyes off my cunt with its inner lips hanging outside and separated having just accommodated his rather prodigious cock.“Now you’ve fucked me Pete, would you be comfortable with Fay fucking another guy” I asked casually.“I think I could handle that but like to take it steadily to see how I feel. We have a really good thing going now with her recent renewed interest in sex and wouldn’t want to jeopardise that but I’d like to give it a go – may be just a couple bilecik rus escort bayan to start with and see where it leads” he explained.Fay just reached up and stroked her husband’s arm “Thanks sweetheart” she cooed. “would you like to fuck Amy again tonight before we go home” she asked.“Of course I would if you are happy with that but what will you do?” he questioned.Fay responded with a smile, “I’ll think of something but maybe Amy can use her tongue on me while you fuck her doggie” “Ok darling “ he stated casually, “ you know I reckon you two have had something going for a while”We said nothing but just smiled and Fay turned her head in Pete’s lap to start sucking his cock to hardness for me. What a lovely friend. I returned her kindness by moving to the couch and burying my face in her fanny and starting to enjoy her orgasmic flow that I knew would be forthcoming. When Pete was hard he got off the couch and came around behind me as I knelt on the floor. He penetrated me easily and quickly and settled into a nice slow rhythm while his wife swung her legs off the couch and lay back to give me much better access to her slit and clit. I actually felt inclined to fist her as she was so open and relaxed so I inserted first three fingers then four and finally pushed my small fist right inside and she didn’t flinch for a moment. She came copiously all over my hand and with Pete watching from behind it must have been erotic because I felt his cock get stiffer as he continued his slow grind. As I felt him building to his second ejaculation for the night, I called “Pete, pull out, come around here and let me taste your juice”. He did as I asked and pushed his cock quickly down my throat as I lifted my head from his wife’s cunt. He seemed to pour litres down my throat even though I know a man only produces a few teaspoons of cum usually – it goes a long way.“ That was delicious Pete – I hope you give Fay lots of that for breakfast” I joked.“She’s had more in the last few months than in her entire life I think since she found her renewed interest in sex” he enthused. Fay just lay back musing and smiling. Little did the poor boy know that his wasn’t the only spunk his wife had been swallowing enthusiastically these last few months. They readied themselves to leave – Fay pulling on her short dress only and stuffing her underwear in Pete’s pockets. I thought there’s going to be one lucky taxi driver taking her home tonight. We made arrangements to party again in a few weeks when I could find a nice man for Fay to fuck. I knew that would be no problem.Fay continued to visit at least one night per week for a little ‘lady love’ as she referred to it and eventually a month or so later we arranged for a small two couple party at my apartment for Pete to observe his wife at play. I had invited one of my younger (mid thirties) playmates who had previously fucked Fay and most readily enjoyed the more mature woman though we both only had about 10 years on him.After dining together we got down to the business of the night and no one was under any illusion as to what the order of play was. Pete was keen to see his wife with another bloke and also to see how he reacted so we dispensed with preliminary fantasy foreplay. We’d really done enough of that during dinner which some very raunchy conversation. Hence Fay was first into action by stripping off what little clothing she was wearing and we all followed suit. I sat on the couch with Pete with my legs across his lap simply to enjoy a show while Fay warmed her young man up with some very enthusiastic cock sucking while kneeling in front of him on the carpet before us. Fay had certainly learned her lessons well over the months we’d been mates and had her beau rock hard and very ready in a short space of time.“How do you want him to fuck me Pete?” she asked of her husband. Poor Pete was almost struck dumb just watching his wife and could barely muster a mumble “ doggie lover”. So just a few feet on front of us we watched as our young man slowly inserted his beautiful young prick into my friends cunt. I could see she was dripping wet as her beau spread her cunt lips apart with his fingers and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit, arousing her even more as he lubed his prick in her flowing moisture. It was a most erotic scene and even though I’d watched similar many times before it never ceased to stir my own juices. However it was Pete who was so intrigued. He leant forward putting one hand on Fay’s back for support while inspecting as closely as he dared the insertion of quite a sizeable organ into his wife’s fanny. With my legs across his prick I could feel the arousing effect it was having on him. Pete was seeing for the first time, his wife of twenty plus years, take the penis of another man into her fanny and was not only accepting but calling to “go hard”. Pete never explained to me at least, but maybe to Fay, whether he thought she’d done this before but he was enjoying every second. Our fuckers settled into a nice slow rhythm with Fay announcing for us all to hear her impending orgasms and soon she was calling for a change of position. “Do him cowboy darling” I demanded as I had formed a plan for Pete and Fay’s education. While the two on the floor had been fucking, I had manoeuvred myself onto Pete’s hard-on. When Fay settled in on top of her fuck friend, I made a suggestion.“Pete would you like to experience something with your wife for the first time” I queried impishly. Pete just looked at me stupidly as if to say what more could there be. “ You’ve been fucking your wife in the arse recently haven’t you?” I asked.“Sure have” he enthused.“ Oh wow” puffed Fay “ are you doing what I think you are planning” she asked to all in the room. “ Just lean forward” I ordered as I lifted myself off Pete’s cock and found some Lube cream. I knelt behind the delicious bum of Fay and as she leaned down over her man I joyfully lubed that little brown hole in preparation for her husband to intrude. I had to ask Fay’s beau if he minded sharing the lady and he responded enthusiastically. I enjoy playing with Fay’s arsehole so much that I lingered longer than was probably necessary but at least she was well prepared. Pete needed no instruction and positioned himself with knees astride the other guy’s legs and he shuffled forward. I took the head of his prick and telling Fay to “stop moving”, I pushed the tip into her rectum then settled back to let Pete do the work. With Fay motionless, he was soon ball’s deep in her anus. I looked to see the wonderful sight of Pete’s balls resting comfortably against those of the bloke who had his cock firmly buried in Fay’s cunt.“Don’t move, either of you. I just want to get the feeling of being absolutely full of cock and savour it for a while,” she asked, “ this is a sensation never experienced before and I can’t get over how fantastic I feel”Eventually Fay started to move ever so gently back and forth not wanting to lose any of the warm fuzzy feeling nor indeed, pop one of the cocks out of her. She moved slowly and almost apprehensively for fear of losing a cock but explaining she wanted the boys to cum in her – preferably together. I solved the problem.“Darling” I called, just stop all movement and I’ll get the boys off by massaging their balls and arseholes from this end”This was something I’d never done before but I reasoned the boys were so hard and so aroused they would not need much more stimulation to discharge delicious loads of cum into the lady. All movement stopped and I found myself with four testicles and two anuses to enjoy and arouse to my hearts content. It worked a treat as I gently squeezed and probed and even got my head down there once to suck at least Pete’s balls. The boys announced their approaching release and I could feel it in their tightening balls. Fay could not stop still now and moved a little as she called to be “fucking filled up with your spunk”. Pete came first and as he collapsed over Fays back the underside man shot his block and started his heavy breathing – unable to speak. I was so turned on seeing the man juice squeeze out of cunt and arse around their slowly softening dicks. I couldn’t help reaching forward and scoop up a couple of fingers full for my own taste treat. Oh how I adore a man’s hot fresh cum but this was even better because it was two men and both had their unique taste to enjoy. Eventually Pete pulled out and rolled off his wife, laying on the floor beside her other fucker and Fay got off and lay next to Pete. The scene was one of exhausted decadence with Fay’s cunt and arse hole gaping open and oozing the cum I loved so much. I couldn’t resist and had to bury my face in Fay’s cunt as I greedily licked every last drop of man cream from her fanny then, using my fingers, scooped up big drops from her anus as it oozed out. While I’d had no physical activity myself, the scene was so erotic that I too had a couple of nice orgasms. We all rested without saying anything for quite some time until Pete suddenly announced “ that was probably the best sex I’ve ever had” and his wife leaned over him, kissing him ardently until I noticed he was erect again. He entered his wife sideways (naughty boy hadn’t even washed his cock but it was his own wife he’d just arse fucked) and they commenced to fuck slowly completely oblivious to me, and my mate being in the room. I got up and strolled into the kitchen to make coffee and found my mate had followed me now sporting another prodigious erection – what could a girl do but bend over the table while the kettle boiled and let her friend take her to paradise again.Fay and her husband became good friends, with and without the sex. Pete was very understanding in letting Fay have her nights with me on a regular basis and Pete paid me the occasional visit but Fay kept him very happy and continues to do so. It was both of them who introduced me to the delights of the Sydney nude beaches where sometimes we could indulge in a little sexual activity especially if it was just Fay and I. We could let our exhibitionist tendencies have full flight on occasions and we picked up a friend or two – male and female – who we usually shared but were always so careful that we would put the poor souls through an intensive grilling before they got to enjoy any full blown sex. Fay and I enjoyed seducing work mates and there were plenty of those. The business we worked in grew over the years so we had plenty to chose from but had to be very selective and careful. Even though many of our colleagues had enjoyed the delights we had to offer, including a few of the senior partners, we were not spoken openly about in the office and no one considered us sluts. Just girls who liked to party occasionally.Whilst we seduced colleagues of both sexes and all ages, we definitely preferred the more mature partner and as we got older so too did our conquests. One of our easiest and most enjoyable was a new senior female partner who had recently joined our firm. Jane was in her early sixties we assumed, and at the time we were early fifties. An invitation to dinner from us both, to enlighten her on office politics was the catalyst for the establishment of another very pleasant sexual friendship. As we aged we found our preference more often turned to women. Even though we both were enthusiastic lovers of women, we still really enjoyed our men as well and never lost the enjoyment of a hard spurting cock. In fact we kept clear of committed lesbians who generally wanted a relationship as distinct from the bi-sexual girls who were happy just to enjoy the sexual activity. I had a policy of never inviting a man to spend the night with me but enjoyed a woman in my bed all night especially waking in the morning. If I thought I needed the pleasure of a hard man in the morning, I would ask him to sleep somewhere else in the house and come fuck me in the morning (never had a refusal) or I go away for a dirty weekend with one (or more) of my male friends.So it was that Jane came to enjoy drinks after dinner on this particular night. We’d had a very intimate conversation which got more sexual as the wine flowed. Jane was long married, a mother and grandmother, as we all were by now, but sexually frustrated by a disinterested husband. I knew the scene so well from my own experience and that of a number of my friends. In fact Fay was almost unique in this sense since she started out as a lonely wife but had been able to re-kindle her husband’s interest, unlike most of us. When we got to my apartment, we both announced we were going to get more comfortable. I went to my room and stripped completely and threw a loose silk gown around me tied at the waist. Fay just stood and dropped her outer garments until she was wearing just her sexy underwear – a black lace thong and matching supporting bra. We both retained our stockings – not pantyhose. Jane seemed not to be fazed by this and continued to chat and enjoy yet another wine. Fay and I both sat on the carpeted floor by Jane’s legs – Jane remained seated on the couch. As the conversation continued, Jane became more morose at what seemed to be her lack of intimacy. She abruptly announced “he hasn’t rogered me in months, maybe even a year. What’s a girl to do? What do you do Amy as you don’t have anybody?”That was my cue. I turned and ran my hand along her inner thigh and again she seemed not to notice. Certainly not until Fay stood and bending down over her, she took Jane’s face in her hands and kissed her gently and longingly on her lips. “We can help you out Jane” she whispered. By now my fingers had reached Jane’s panties and I was stroking up and down her slit through the material. It was very cramped as Jane was wearing quite a tight skirt so she couldn’t really part her legs though it seemed she would like to. Fay was back kissing Jane again now but with far more passion and Jane was responding. I used this distraction to unclip and unzip Jane’s skirt. I was tugging at it as Jane lifted her bum to help me slide it off and soon enough I was slipping it over her feet. I wasted no time. I quite forcefully parted her legs and pushed the material of her panty crutch to one side exposing her lovely mature but rarely used cunt. Using my fingers I worked along the slit parting the lips slowly until I had her clit exposed. I was quite used to the nearly bare or trimmed pussies of some of my other girlfriends – especially the younger ones but Jane hadn’t seen a shaver in a long time if ever. Hence the hair got in the way a little but not enough to prevent me using the tip of my tongue on her clit until her breathing started to quicken. Fay was still in a deep kiss with her but also now had a hand down her bra. I continued until I knew she was having a quiet surprise orgasm then stopped. I stood and removed my gown and Fay did the same with her underwear.“That’s what we do Jane “ I announced.“Oh my God” she exclaimed” that was so exotic and erotic. I’ve never had a woman before – there must be so much more “. Then she spotted our totally bare fannies right before her eyes. She gasped and stared for a few seconds then reaching out with both hands she asked “may I?” We just parted our legs more and nodded as she ran a hand across each of our pubic areas, stroking and probing and not knowing where to go next. I now stood over her close to the couch and put a foot up on the couch next to her making my cunt completely accessible. Then grabbing her head I forced it into my fanny “ smell and taste this Jane and you’ll start to really enjoy this scene”She was keen, very keen, and grabbed my buttocks to pull her face deeply into my cunt. What she lacked in skill she made up for in enthusiasm. Fay, in the meantime, had torn her knickers off and was now buried in Jane’s fanny. “Fay” I suggested, “why don’t we all go to bed and really teach Jane to satisfy us”. Jane pleaded in the affirmative so we let her stand and we removed what clothing was left on her then took her by the hand to my big kingsize bed. We lay her down then climbed next to her – one on each side, taking it in turns to kiss and stroke her until she was again fully aroused and crying to release yet another orgasm. We let her cum then took her down gently with soft strokes and kind words.I asked her to stay the night to which she readily agreed, saying her husband wouldn’t miss her for a night. We shared my bed and throughout the night we took Jane to places she’d never imagined. We introduced her to our toys and took turns fucking her with strap-ons and double ended dildos. She was an accomplished pussy licker by morning and readily agreed to let us shave and wax her. So when we all left for work next morning, apart from being ‘shagged’, our new senior partner was a renewed woman armed with a new enthusiasm for sex and the sheer enjoyment and fun she knew she could have. Since we had destroyed her underwear the night before , I offered her some of mine to wear to the office. She refused, explaining, “going bare was going to remind me of the freedom I learned to enjoy last night. I won’t make a habit of it but it will make it interesting for you girls to try to guess or discover what my dress of the day is, eh!”Jane was to become a regular if infrequent visitor to my ‘palace of decadence’ as friends liked to call it. Her age and her busy role at work prevented her from enjoying more activity but she certainly let her hair down when she did play. She was most definitely bi-sexual and eagerly joined us when she knew I had some studs around. For Jane the younger the better and she gave as good as she got.Chapter FourI continued with my libertine ways as the years progressed always looking for the next new adventure. I felt very self satisfied with how things had turned out. I had basically lost contact with my family. My husband who had so generously bought me the apartment called me maybe once a year – usually on my birthday and eventually gave up asking on those occasions when I was coming home. My c***dren were strangers to me now – certainly my daughter who never once contacted or spoke to me again after I left home. I never received an invitation to her wedding nor advice when she produced grandc***dren. My beautiful son was a little more attentive and kept me informed for the first few years after my move but gradually the frequency had dropped off. I was invited to his wedding but politely declined thinking it inappropriate. After all I was hardly a proud adoring mother to him and would possibly be an embarrassment. I did at least have contact details for him and I got the occasional note such as when he had c***dren but some years had gone by without contact at all. I was very satisfied with my lot and reasoned that I was probably diagnosed as a nymphomaniac if the psychology profession ever bothered to look at me but since it had given me such a fulfilling lifestyle and new exciting friends with no downside, why would I not continue. Hence I continued to enjoy my work, and a non sexual side to my social life but my life was dominated by my sexual activity. I was decidedly bisexual and took a completely different outlook to my relationships with men and women. Men were just there to fuck me. I enjoyed their company especially socially but I couldn’t and wouldn’t form a nice emotional relationship with them as I had done with some of my girlfriends such as Fay. That’s why I had a policy of never inviting them to share my bed overnight. Quite a few slept on my couch some nights and would usually service me at my invitation the next morning but no emotional attachment. If I were invited away for a weekend or holiday, I would happily share a bed but I felt that was a totally different environment. Women, on the other hand, understood my emotional needs and I did so love just cuddling with them throughout a night when I felt the need and they usually returned my affection without sexual demands. My sexuality with men was also totally different to women. I enjoyed a power over men which was not necessary in my relationship with women. I learned very soon after I chose this road that, despite what appeared to be a dominance by men over me in expecting to be sexually satisfied, I felt entirely in control and dominant always. I’ve never met a man who wasn’t totally in your control when he had his cock in your mouth (the most powerful of all positions) or shoved up your fanny or arse. They may have thought they were all powerful but I had the control always. I was always so thankful that I really liked the taste of sperm as well. The taste and sheer sexual energy imparted to me as I felt them gushing into me put me on a high equivalent to any d**g, I’m sure. My close girlfriends, in whom I could confide, never expressed deriving the same enjoyment from a mouthful or cuntful of cum. To them it was never more that the inevitable end of a highly satisfying sexual episode.Thus it was that I sailed into my 50’s in the late nineties extremely satisfied with my lot and always looking for the next scintillating episode. I wanted nothing more in my partners and certainly had enough to ensure I could obtain any sort of satisfaction at anytime. I have never kept records of how many different partners I have had since my first sexual awakening by Tony at age 40 but it would probably be in the high hundreds since many were dear friends and regular visitors or invitees.It was now the age of the internet and dating on there was just in its infancy but I soon realised the advantages of finding casual partners by this means. I embraced the technology and soon got myself a profile but, in fact, I was very circumspect and used it judiciously.I had gone through menopause with barely a ripple – some said because I was so promiscuous but I cared not for the reason, I was just pleased that I no longer had to concern myself with wondering if a partner would be put off by my menstruating. The mouth and arse hole became well used standbys on such occasions. It was about this time mid to late nineties that a girlfriend convinced me that penis size was the ultimate decider as to whether one was likely to enjoy good or ordinary sex. It was never a consideration of mine and I don’t ever recall rejecting a man because his pecker was too small. To be honest once you have one inside they most often feel the same though a large one will be noticed usually for a little associated pain. Of course one’s anus was also a good indicator and I most enjoyed a small one there.However I decided I would go with the suggestion that I should give large – very large cocks a try. This girl belonged to a recently formed internet group who simply sought out the biggest cocks available and the Afro-American man was always front and centre in this regard. I admit to never having tried one at this stage despite meeting a few but my natural careful consideration of not knowing where they’d been only served to keep me from trying. My friend told me that her group had solved that problem by frequenting US naval ships when they came to Sydney periodically. She assured me that the guys were all medically tested and actually had certificates and being sailors starved of sex for months were never likely to disappoint.Thus it was that I found myself standing at some dock one morning waiting for a ship to berth. We had to register with naval authorities who were virtually running a dating service for ships personnel and I admit to some embarrassment standing among a group of girls who were all obviously anticipating a session of sex with a well endowed man. It was so much against my principles that I had followed assiduously since embarking on this lifestyle of sexual adventure. However my sense of adventure and assurances from my friend and the authorities themselves as to the sexual health of the men gave me comfort. What I didn’t know was what the guy may be like psychologically. I’d always been able to judge my prospective partners or they came to me through reliable introductions. I was able to use experience to tell me that most sex partners were always happy and uplifting when engaged in sexual activity and I wasn’t to be disappointed.Owen was introduced to me as having been selected to suit my profile. He was looking for an attractive mature woman (interestingly preferably married) and I was looking for a younger man but not a boy, who could hold a conversation – not that I was planning on doing too much talking. Owen was a junior officer in his mid thirties I guessed, and while not tall, was beautifully built – firmly muscled and very black. He claimed to come from pure negro blood and looked it. I found him physically very attractive and personality -wise also.I had taken a hotel room in the city as I thought it inappropriate to take a stranger home. I had only confided in Fay as to what I was doing and naturally she was both intrigued and excited for me. In fact, she said she had Pete’s permission to try one herself if I was prepared to share.As soon as we met, I was quite aroused but had to control myself until we left the docks and I took Owen to a café where we enjoyed a breakfast and coffee together as I tried to get to know this man who was about to fuck me. He was a very easy going guy who made no secret of his desire to fuck me – “enjoy some older pussy” as he put it. “Why older?” I asked.He’d been initiated into sex at an early age by a friend of his mother’s and it was such an enjoyable experience that he’d never found a young girl as much fun as older women. “ You have all the experience, all the tricks, and appreciate and enjoy it far more. Besides most older ladies are more than capable of taking my size” he explained over coffee.“Well I’m looking forward to trying you on for size Owen” I teased as he asked me all about my life which I revealed truthfully. “ But why do you prefer married women” I queried.“For much the same reasons as you like married men – they are usually seeking nothing more than a good time and are unquestionably clean and safe. What they may lack in experience they make up for in enthusiasm and an eagerness to experiment” he very rationally explained. I fitted his bill nicely though he thought I may be more experienced than most. He very boldly asked what I had planned for this visit so I told him up front.“I’ve taken three days off work to experience as much sex as I can with one or more negro men. I’ve been told that you are all well endowed and that I should expect some extraordinary sex. I have few if any restrictions to what I may do and happy to party long and hard if necessary. Why don’t I take you to my hotel now because I’m so keen to see what you have to offer” I enthused. In fact if we’d been anywhere more private, I’d probably have inspected the goods where we were.Ten minutes later we were rus escort bilecik entering the hotel suite I’d taken for the next three days. I’d gone for an expensive suite as I wanted some luxury and room to really play as this was to be a first time experience. I’d already checked in the day before so had a few bits of clothing with me, some toys and creams but wasn’t planning on wearing too much actually over the next few days. There was no time or need to be coy so we both rapidly shed our clothes in the lounge area of the suite and I was to see ‘the prize’ I’d won in the man lottery. Yes he was very well hung. I stepped forward to kiss him passionately and he returned my enthusiastic passion. Of course for a man starved of sex for four months as he claimed, I could feel his erection rising between us. Thus I fell to my knees to inspect the package closely. Was this the biggest I’d ever seen, I thought. Probably but I’d met a few good size ones and never bothered to run a ruler over them. All I knew was that this was a beautiful penis to be enjoyed. What I thought interesting was that it hung long between his legs but when it got stiff the length didn’t increase much but the girth did. I couldn’t reach my fingers around it and I would have to say it was at least as thick as a stubby of beer, maybe thicker. It was at least three hand widths long and I could measure that easily because as I closed both my hands around it, I could have fitted another hand above mine and probably the head still would have been exposed. He got hard, incredibly hard very quickly and it stood almost vertically against his lower stomach to reach his belly button. It was a magnificent piece of manhood and I was going to try it every way I could.“Owen” I queried, “ how many times do you think you can cum in twenty four hours. I ask because the first thing I want to do with you is suck you off and taste your spunk. I have a particular fondness for a man’s juice and I’d loved to try yours”“Honey, you put you mouth over my pecker and I’ll fill it up so quickly. I’m so fucking randy I’m about to shoot in your hand so do what you like with it because I’ll be shooting a load to wherever it lands” he explained, “ and I’ll probably stay hard after that first shot. I’m good for 5 or 6 shots in a day and night when I’ve not had any for so long. And I’ve not jerked off for a week anticipating this time here in port.He was so true to his word. I actually couldn’t stretch my mouth fully around it and just sucked the end free of his foreskin using my tongue on his slit. It was like licking an ice-cream because he was oozing cum from his slit and I was so enjoying it. I hardly needed to give anymore stimulation but I did start to massage his giant testicles. They felt like tennis balls in my hand but were probably more golf ball size in reality but so responsive and exciting to touch and caress. I remembered thinking that I have to suck these individually before I said good bye to this man. His ejaculation was amazing. The quantity and force took me by surprise though I was expecting the moment and I’d been exercising my swallowing by taking his pre-cum down my throat. Most men even the younger ones, actually only produce two to three teaspoonful of cum at a fresh ejaculation. It seems more because it spreads so easily but this beautiful black boy seemed to produce his in tablespoons. I certainly couldn’t recall having swallowed or received as much – he had sure been saving it up. Previously at parties I’d done my party trick of collecting cum in a glass from maybe 6 or 8 guys and drinking it for their entertainment. I’m sure this one man gave me as much and I was to find out later how much he could produce. The spicy salty taste sent me into an enormous orgasm and I actually started to bite the end of his cock as I came crashing through the high – it was so delicious and erotic. Despite the quantity, I swallowed the lot straight down gulping at each spurt and was so aroused that I resolved that at some time I would want to be able to see him cum because he would no doubt be able to shoot his spunk some distance. I was so excited to have this enormous cock at my disposal for the next three days that I almost forgot there was a human being attached to it. I took my mouth off it and stood, pulling his face to mine and tongue kissed him passionately hoping he could taste some of his own juice.“I’ve not finished with you yet honey” he proudly announced as I could feel his massive prong, still hard between our bodies.“I most certainly hope not” I answered, “I didn’t go to all this trouble for one quick suck, big boy. But I’m going to need some help getting that into my fanny” I explained. “Let’s go lay down on the bed and work out what we’ll do”I took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom but not before stopping to admire the city and harbour view from the huge floor to ceiling window. I wondered what any staff of nearby buildings would think seeing a white woman and black man totally naked at the window at 9 in the morning – there would only be one explanation and they were right. I lay flat on my back on the bed while Owen stretched out beside me propped up on one elbow. His cock refused to deflate so I just lay it across my thigh while we started to chat.“Honey” he queried, “ you mentioned earlier about one or more men. Would you like me to arrange for a friend or two to drop by. You are experienced I understand and can handle more than one at a time”“Owen, when I’m aroused as I am now and intend to stay, I can take multiple men. I’ve often had two or three at the same time and I’ve had quite a few gangbangs. Best ever was more than ten one night” I explained. (That wasn’t counting that first night at Tony’s when I never knew how many fucks I had because I passed out). “ Please invite more”He asked for my mobile phone and then proceeded to ring a number and I heard him conversing with someone and giving the hotel name and room number. He came back to bed and stretched out beside me, telling me that a friend or two would drop by after they got off duty. I told him that I’d already arranged for a girlfriend to visit after work today.“Now” I announced, “we are going to have to figure out how to get that monster into me. You’re not going to go down until you’ve come at least a couple of times more I‘m sure and you aren’t going to be satisfied with just a mouth or hand, are you?“No ma’am, I’ve come to fuck so what do we do because I often come across this problem. It’s great having a huge prick as so many girls get excited over it and want to fuck but not too many can fit it in so there is a downside. That’s another reason why I prefer older women because usually I can fit” he reasoned.“I think you’d better start by trying to fist me. I’ve taken some pretty big fists up me though its not a favourite activity because I feel very vulnerable but to get your monster in we must try. I have a large dildo with me too so let’s start with that” I said as I leaned over him to the bedside table and took out a dildo from the drawer. (I’d actually been using it last night while here to help prepare me) Coating it in lube I spread my legs and inserted it deep into my fanny. It was nowhere near the size of his cock, especially the thickness but it was only a couple of inches shorter than his stiff prick. He immediately offered to take over the manipulation. I told him not to push it right in because once it slid past my cervix it became painful. I suggested that he rotate it and slowly work me larger, which he did. It was quite hilarious and to an outsider would have looked like some very serious procedure was taking place. Here was this black man with a massive hard-on rotating a large silicone dildo in this old white woman’s cunt in order to fit his prodigious prick in her. Naturally with the action on my clit and even some attention to my g-spot, I came several times, even once cumming very visibly as I let out a big splash of moisture. Soon I had to ask him to stop as I was sure his hand would now fit. I was so very relaxed, I thought you could drive a bus in there.“Put three fingers in to start then increase to four” I instructed. He did as he was told and soon I could feel him start to push. First he got his four fingers outstretched but his thumb was still outside so he with drew and formed his whole hand into a pointed arrow, thumb and all. With a generous application of lube and continual chatting to relax me, the hand passed through the restrictive opening and I saw his wrist disappear inside me as well. With lube applied it was quite comfortable so I asked him to fuck me gently with it and turn his hand so his fingers stroked my g-spot. It worked a treat and soon I was coming again.Before my orgasm was finished, I told Owen to remove his hand and push his prick in quickly while I was still so open and wet. With my legs thrown back against my chest, I grabbed his giant penis and guided it with some ease into my fanny. I controlled the depth with my hand as I knew I couldn’t take it all and as I felt the head pass my cervix the pain started to set in. I backed him off a little and gripped tightly, telling him that’s as much as he could have. He accepted this and thanked me for trying then started to fuck long and slow. I was amazed that the thickness didn’t cause an issue and I quite enjoyed feeling so totally full. It was quite similar to having a DP in my cunt or, indeed in cunt and arse.Owen began to enjoy it and I encouraged him to go a bit harder so long as I kept a good grip on him. He kept this up for maybe fifteen minutes – never sure of time – until he announced his impending cum. I could feel it start to happen and his cock was now hard as a steel rod. He could sure do some damage if I let him go full depth now. My hand felt the pulses first as the juice poured through his shaft and it felt almost red hot as jet after jet of beautiful spunk splashed into my innards. Another amazing orgasm arrived for me and I’d lost count of how many I’d had this morning already but I was starting to tire. As the pulsing and twitching subsided I noted his cock deflating and softening so I suggested to him that I would release my grip and let him push to see if he could get all his softer cock inside me. He slipped in deeper without any pain at all and I could feel his cock squashed up against my cervix and filling my vagina to maximum. It wasn’t so much as arousing but one of great comfort. With his balls resting gently against my perineum, he held me tightly and kissing me, he thanked me profusely, saying it was as good as he’d ever had. I felt so proud and very satisfied. We both drifted off to sleep with him stretched fully on top of me. I awoke some time later to find Owen has slid off me but his cock being so long was still buried in my cunt, soft as it was, and his legs lay across me. As I extricated myself from under him, he woke and he just rolled on his back with that huge appendage flopping about. “You are one hot piece of arse baby” he called as I stepped into the lounge to make a coffee.“Sure hope I am Mr Black man, ‘cos I got lots more for you if you’re up for it” I teased. “I’d love you up my arsehole but there’s no way I could fit you in there I’m sorry”“The story of my life Amy” he whimpered, “ only ever found one girl who could take it up the arse – a nice black girl who lives near home. Probably a few well trained faggots but I’m just not into guys”“I’ll make up for it big boy” I promised. We’d slept for a while and it was now just before lunch so I asked if he wanted to go out to eat. “Honey, what’s wrong with you, Haven’t you got some nice pussy juice for me to lick and I sure have a nice crop of cream for you if you’re hungry” he almost whinged.“Just what I wanted to hear Big Boy. Here get some coffee into you”I threw myself back into a large leather sofa, legs akimbo with Owen sitting opposite enjoying the view. “You have no shame do you Amy” he stated, “ just look at yourself displaying all your goodies for the world to see. I love it but I’m just a dirty old man. Do you think anyone out there in office world can see us now” he questioned.“ I hope so mate. I’m an exhibitionist at heart and have been since the first day of my sexual discovery about ten years ago. I wear the title of slut proudly in the right company”. I then continued with my life story of the last ten years.After I finished, Owen just whistled “ well lets eat babe” – and so he did. He just crawled across the floor and pushed that beautiful big black face into my fanny and spread my pussy lips with one of the longest hardest tongues I’d known. He could easily fuck me with that thing and I told him so, hoping he would. So he did. I tell you, I’d had cocks up me that were the same size as that tongue and he rolled it into a tube and fucked my cunt till I was screaming the room down. What an experience. This man didn’t need a cock with a tongue like that and after his problems finding girls who could handle his cock, I’m sure he satisfied them with that tongue. Wow it was something that I and Fay were both to enjoy lots of it over the next three days. It didn’t tire and go soft either – what a tool.After two orgasms, I was reminded that it was his turn. That’s what I came for honey – lots of pussy and pout. (new term to me but I knew what he meant). I was only too happy to oblige especially since I had enjoyed his monster cock in my mouth so much this morning and I couldn’t wait for another mouthful of that delicious man cream. Of course it was going to take a bit more work this time but still he promised he had plenty left.I knelt between his legs as he relaxed on the sofa and once again I was amazed at his ability to get hard so rapidly with hardly a touch from myself. As it was that morning, I could only get my mouth over the end and I once again started licking it like an ice cream but on this occasion, I used both my hands to stroke the warm smooth skin of the shaft. It was covered in a slight sheen of perspiration and coupled with my saliva, I found it highly erotic to have such a magnificent piece of man meat under my spell and in my hands. Gently but firmly back and forth I rubbed, taking a hand off occasionally to fondle a testicle. After some ten minutes of this, I grew more aggressive and moved one hand under his balls to feel for his anus. I knew I was on the right track when he lifted his body to allow better access to his bum. Thus with one hand stroking this huge handful of meat and another probing and teasing his rectal entrance I gradually noticed a quickening of his breathing. I could not resist at one stage, taking my hand off his cock and holding it hard against is lower stomach, I pushed my face under his cock to suck first one then the other ball into my mouth. This really was the clincher for his coming release and as he announced that “ lunch is ready”, I held my face nearly 10 inches off the end of the head of his prick. I directed the eye towards my face and was very soon rewarded with a forceful spurt of sperm which hit my nose and cheek like a shot of hot water. As each spurt got less forceful, I moved my face closer until his final shot was straight into my mouth as his cock rested on my outstretched tongue. I did so much want to see how much he did cum and I was proved correct in assuming it was much more than normal. I scooped up globs from around my face and licked it off my fingers but still large drops remained on my face that I happily left there to dry in place. Since he was still hard, I immediately took the opportunity to climb onto him. This time it was so much easier as I had been stretched to my limit earlier and was so lubed up that entry was tight but comfortable. I also had the advantage of being above him and with my knees now on the sofa each side of him I could easily control the depth without needing to hold the monster. I found that if I lowered myself to where he was just touching my cervix then held position there I could move back and forth. This had the effect of slamming the head against my g-spot resulting in a very positive enjoyable stimulation of that and subsequent orgasms. Owen said he would be some time cumming and so if I wanted to rest after a few orgasms I could pull off which I did. That cock just didn’t want to go down though and I spent the next couple of hours just playing with it including rubbing it between my tits, which is something I rarely did with other partners. Most of my male friends left my tits alone unless asked to play with them and it was sometime since I‘d been tit fucked, so this was a very pleasant interlude. My girlfriends were the most regular tit stimulators as I did theirs and it was an important aspect of my girl/girl sex.As the afternoon dragged on and we chatted and played, Owen suggested that he may save his next load of spunk for my girlfriend who we were expecting to drop by after work. I knew Fay would appreciate the experience so agreed to play gently so he didn’t become over-stimulated. We were also expecting a colleague of his to drop by soon as well, when his duty was over.We actually ended up falling asleep again only to be woken by the phone ringing to announce the arrival of his friend. Randy was an appropriate name for the tall slim negro man who calmly introduced himself to me as I stood totally naked and caked in Owen’s dried cum before him. I had hoped I could at least run a comb through my hair and freshen up before meeting my next black fuck but he seemed unfazed and quickly undressed without invitation. Seeing me naked had hardened up Randy, who also had been without a female for months and had to wait all day to get his chance to fuck someone. He presented me with another prodigious prick to enjoy but quite different to Owen’s. Much slimmer – only coke can circumference – which I could easily stretch my fingers around but possibly a little longer than Owen as if that could be possible. I immediately saw an opportunity for a favoured activity with this cock but right now I asked, “Randy, I know you are about to explode mate , so how would you like me to get you there – blow job or cunt – I’m comfortable with both.”“Oral is number one for me right now” he enthused, which I had hoped he would say. My predilection for swallowing spunk knew no bounds.He sat on the arm of the sofa and chatted to Owen who was describing my talents in detail as I took his now steel hard cut cock into my mouth. No trouble getting my mouth around this and I was able to take him deep and play with his balls at the same time. He held on for only minutes when I felt the rumble approaching and I wasn’t to be disappointed. I pulled off a little but kept the head just inside my lips and let him pulse and pour forth. So much easier to swallow if he’s pouring into the front of my mouth and Randy’s cumming wasn’t so forceful as copious. Lots and lots of it – more than Owen even, I was convinced of that. I swallowed every drop with no need to lick him clean as I sucked him dry. Unlike Owen, Randy did soften after shooting his bolt and I was almost a little disappointed that I wasn’t going to experience his cock so soon after my sperm flavoured snack. In fact I was going to have to wait.Just as we’d all got comfortable and Randy was building up quickly to his next hard-on, hopefully to fuck me, the door bell rang. I was sure I knew who it was so I answered the door without thought to my state of undress and thankfully it was my wonderful Fay as expected. She planted me with a passionate kiss then being the outgoing one she is, she proceeded to introduce herself, first to Randy – standing there with a stupid grin and a great fat cock – then to Owen. Mr Cool, Owen was half hard and returned her welcome kiss then, standing back he introduced her to his cock. “This is yours Fay” he proudly announced, as he stroked the monster.“All mine, both of them” she queried as she looked from Randy’s hard dick to the huge appendage standing to attention at Owen’s crutch.“ I want Randy’s now” I complained, “ so we’d better prepare you for Owen”“What’s to prepare” asked Fay, “ I see it’s bloody big but couldn’t I handle it?”“Not straight up darling. I needed a solid fisting this morning before I could get near it believe me, and you can’t take it all in when he is really hard like now. Here get out of those clothes and I’ll prepare you,” I instructed. Fay disrobed quickly in front of the boys who let out low whistles of approval. She did look very nice naked for a woman of her age, now enjoying her fifties, and with her shaven cunt and glistening tanned skin, she got me warmed up let alone the boys.I told her to kneel on the floor facing the sofa and I proceeded to lick her fanny from behind, something I do so often but I had a particular urgency tonight. Not only did I want her to comfortably enjoy Owen but I was very eager to let Randy fuck me but I had to help Fay first. I was a little rough at first and Fay let me know, ”take it easy babe” she complained. Fay opened a bit easier than I did actually because her Pete was a good size and she had a couple of mates who also kept her opened. She was certainly relaxed when I finally inserted my greased up hand and I asked if she thought she could handle the monster. I needn’t have worried. Owen knelt behind her and very slowly eased his beautiful huge prick into my best friends fanny that opened and stretched over it without too much effort. Owen was very considerate and asked Fay to tell him when to stop which she did as she winced from pain at one moment. “Phew, that is enormous, isn’t it Amy – Please be careful Owen” she pleaded. I saw to it that Owen was only going as far as Fay allowed him which was a bit deeper than I experienced but that may have been because of the ‘doggie’ position or he may have been a bit softer than when he entered me. Fay might be built a bit deeper as well.“Ok, Randy” I called, “give me what you can fit inside. Thickness will be ok but length will stop full entry. I’ll hold you at the depth” I informed him. On my back on the floor with legs spread and pulled back to my chest, Randy entered easily and slowly with my hand controlling the depth. When he got to the cervix and just beyond, I called a halt and we went at it from there with my hand firmly holding on to keep me safe. Even though he’d been ‘without’ for so long, he was a slow considerate fuck and very aware that if he pushed too hard he’d do damage. Just having the hard black throbbing prick in me was sending the right signals and my juices were flowing and I was lapsing into little involuntary orgasms until announced the ‘big one’. Not that I didn’t know what was coming. With that steel hard pulsing flesh rod in my hand and filling my cunt so nicely, I was aware of every pulse and spasm that Randy made. I was so ready to take a significant volume of black man cream and he didn’t disappoint. It oozed out around his prick after it had deluged my innards. It was so gorgeous I couldn’t help letting go his cock, which was softening anyway, and scooping cum off my legs and fanny lips and bringing it to my mouth. Delicious as always. After Owen earlier and now Randy my inner labia were like pieces of rag hanging outside my cunt and so tender, I had to be careful to touch. Randy lived up to his name and as soon as he’d slipped out of my fanny he went down on me and sucked those tender lips into his mouth so gently that I came again. This time though I was ready to drop off to sleep. After all I wasn’t a young woman and thought I’d done very well to handle two enormous cocks so many times during that first day. I realised that if I were to last the three days as promised, I’d need to slow down and maybe get more help from Fay and friends. Fay wasn’t ready to stop though and Owen had the stamina to just keep going, which he did. Sometime during the fucking, Fay and Owen had swapped positions so now Fay was in control from on top. From this position she controlled depth by laying forward along Owen’s torso and was just moving easily with the monster firmly plugged in. I whispered to Randy asking if he wanted to have fun. When he smiled and nodded agreement to my plan, I proceeded to suck his cock again until I got him back to steel hard – not difficult under the circumstances. Without so much as a word, I started to grease up Fay’s anal passage with lube and she just moaned, “ you bitch, you know I love that”.Guiding Randy’s long slim prick to her arsehole, I left him with it knowing he knew exactly what to do. Gently, ever so gently, I watched his prick head disappear into Fay’s rectum and I was amazed at her capacity to take nearly the full length. I knew that a girl can accommodate more length in her arse than her cunt usually but Fay had seemingly an inordinate length in her. Randy lay very still for some time while Fay adjusted to the overwhelming fullness but she made no complaint and very casually asked that I take photos so she could show Pete – what a girl. No wonder I do love her. At some stage, Fay started to move easily and work the boys up so that with me helping by massaging their balls, which hung so wonderfully accessible to my fingers and even tongue, we were able to ensure Fay got a double load of cream a couple of minutes apart. I was only too willing to clean the girl up with my tongue, lapping ravenously at her cunt and arsehole. I remember thinking ‘what a slut I am’ but absolutely loving it.The boys were with me for the next three days except when they had to return to their ship for periods of duty. I and Fay entertained the both of them and none of their friends who they suggested may join us ever materialised but our friend Jane did stop by one night. She was so overwhelmed by the size that, although she very enthusiastically took on both to try and had one hell of a good time, I think she was also fearful of their cock size and begged off returning. Meanwhile Fay and I had our fill and more and I got to share them for the whole night as Fay went home each night to her husband to regale him with her feats. Fortunately I’d taken three days off work because I was exhausted at the end of each day and even though I shared a bed with one or both each night, I did spend most of my time sleeping. It was also to be one of the rare occasions when I did share my bed with my male fuck friends.However after they left and we bid our goodbyes with hard cocks and mouthfuls of spunk, Fay and I discussed the merits of regularly fucking guys with such huge dicks. My friend who initially introduced me to the idea was sure that I would never go back to anything else but, in fact, the opposite was true for me. As wonderful an adventure and experience that it was, I, and also Fay, decided that they weren’t for us. The continual concern that they could so easily cause intense pain and, indeed, nasty damage meant we could never relax and completely put our soul into really enjoying the sex. I was very happy with Mr Average who would participate fully with me in all my little whims and fantasies. We did have some fantastic photos though that Pete put into a very special digital album because he was so intrigued and an avid voyeur.

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