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The Book Club, Part 2
Stephanie and I raved about the book club meeting for days after it happened. I was surprised to hear just how aroused it had made her. She and I had spoken casually about group sex a few times, but I had never expected her to be so enthused to see me with other women.
She told me about the rush she felt when she saw the other women touching me. She said it was mostly hot, and there was a little sting of jealousy, but that only made it more arousing. On a Thursday night, less than a week after the initial party, she and I were in the living room, sitting on the couch.
“So, would you like to serve another party at our house?” Stephanie asked sheepishly.
“Uh, hell yeah, I would,” I replied.
“Okay, great. Some of the girls requested we host again this weekend,” she said.
“I thought your group met once a month,” I returned, thinking aloud.
“We do,” she replied, now looking nervous and shy. “This would be… a smaller get together. Just a few of the girls. And you.”
I felt a lump in my throat from the excitement. “I see. So what do you imagine me doing at this party?”
Stephanie climbed up on me, straddling me between her legs. “We want to see you…” She stopped and re-started her thought. “I want to see more.” She leaned down and nibbled my ear. “I want to see your cock in their mouths,” she whispered.
I felt my blood pressure rise. “Really?” I asked. “You would be okay with that?”
“Mmm. Yes,” she cooed. “If you’re okay with it… I’d also let you fuck them. As long as I can watch. And as long as you fuck me too.”
“I think we can make an arrangement,” I replied. “Why don’t you show me what you want me to do to them,” I teased. Stephanie slithered down my body, until her knees were on the floor. She pulled my hard cock from under my waistband and swallowed me whole. “God, I sure do love this book club,” I moaned, gratefully.
It seemed like an eternity before Saturday night finally came. I didn’t bother covering up with anything for this event. I kept the bowtie and black dress shoes to play the part. When I enter the living room to take the first round of drink orders, I see four women other than my wife. There’s Sal, the teacher, Chrissy, the PTA mom, Morgan, the hottest one, and Becky, the shy brunette. My imagination wanders as to what these women spoke with my wife about.
I’m half hard with anticipation before any of them touch me. They cheer and grab handfuls of my cock, balls and ass. Becky goes for my nipple. It’s like I’m a play thing for these women. It’s new to me, but I love the feeling of being used and objectified. As I get their drink orders and go back to the kitchen, I begin devising a plan in my head.
With the drinks on my tray, I go back to the living room. There is a tangible feeling of awkwardness and hesitation. I figure I’ll break the ice and ease the tension. My first target is Chrissy, the busty PTA mom. I save her drink for last, and as I hand it to her, I climb up and straddle her between my legs, much like Stephanie did to me a couple nights ago. Chrissy has short, blonde hair and pale skin. Her cleavage is especially generous tonight. I let my partial hardon drag down her chest as I situate myself on her lap.
Then I grab a handful of her tits with each hand, squeeze, and lean in to kiss her neck. The other women make cheering noises, and there’s some relief felt in the room. Methodically, I pull up her blouse, and unveil her black bra. I tease her tits again with my nearly hard cock. Finally, I pull off her bra and set her tits free.
I squeeze the pale mounds together, then look around the room. “Should I? Should I, ladies?” I tease, trying to raise some excitement.
“Yes! Do it! Fuck those titties!” I hear from the others.
First, I circle her large pink areolas with my fingers, then my tongue. Chrissy is laying back on the couch, nearly orgasmic already. I take her breasts, press them together, then slide my hard shaft between them. Morgan, sitting next to us, comes over to assist, by cupping my ass and encouraging me to thrust. “Okay, okay, you gotta share the love!” Morgan exclaims as she pushes my ass up and down.
“Alright, alright,” I say, chuckling. “But first,” I utter as I stand up on the couch, and line my cock with Chrissy’s face. Then I press my hips forward into her mouth. She takes me in eagerly. She cannot swallow me as much as my wife, but the warm tongue still feels good. I thrust her mouth a couple times, then step down from the couch, eager for what’s next.
Morgan has long auburn hair and a curvy, fit body. She takes ownership of me next, and throws me down on the couch next to Chrissy. I don’t know Morgan well, but she has a devious, thirsty look in her eyes. I look down and notice she’s wearing a short skirt, then wonder what she has planned for me. “Stephanie, look away if you don’t want to see me defile your husband,” she says, only half jokingly.
“Hell no, I want to watch!” Stephanie says. “You get it, girl!” The rest of the women cheer.
Morgan hops up on the couch, lifts her skirt to reveal no panties, and aims her crotch for my face. I accept her willingly, noticing the wetness that already exists. I trace my tongue around her labia, then dive in to tease her clit. It is strange and exciting to taste and feel a pussy different from my wife’s.
I graciously grab Morgan’s ass and squeeze her cheeks, bringing pressing her loins even further into my face. Then I feel a sensation below. The girls cheer, and I can’t see, but I’m guessing it’s Becky who has taken me into her mouth now. Becky, the small, shy girl is surprisingly good at giving head.
I slurp and suck and nibble on Morgan as Becky sucks me below. I feel Morgan’s legs begin to quiver around my head, and she explodes into a loud, powerful orgasm. Morgan peels herself off of me and I look to the floor to discover Sal on the ground, bottomless, and my wife is playing with her clit while the two kiss each other.
Stephanie directs me to the floor and places me between Sal’s legs. Sal is a tall, thin blonde. Her slim legs are spread open and her pussy lips are swollen and wet, waiting for me to enter. Stephanie grabs hold of my cock and escorts it straight into Sal, who groans loudly as I penetrate her. Stephanie continues to tease her clit while I start making slow thrusts in and out.
Sal’s breathing quickly escalates, and Stephanie and I are close to bringing her to a roaring orgasm within a couple minutes. To tip the scales, Stephanie leans her head down to pull Sal’s clit into her mouth while I fuck her. We then send Sal over her edge, she groans and grunts her way to a wet climax.
I’m out of breath at this point, but the adrenaline has me feeling energized. Stephanie approaches me, us both on our knees on the floor. She grabs my wet cock, full of Sal’s juices. Stephanie then lowers herself to suck me dry, then she turns around and bends over. I pull down her yoga pants, and easily find the familiar fuckhole.
I hold her hips as I press forward, making her ass ripple. “Fuck, I’m gonna come!” I exclaim, nearing my breaking point.
“Not yet, you’re not!” Stephanie yells back at me.
Then, the most unexpected thing of the night happens. While I rail Stephanie from behind, I feel my butt cheeks spread and a warm tongue licks up and down my asshole. “Ahhh fuck!” I yell, my knees weak at the unexpected pleasure.
I assume it’s Becky again, as the other two women are nearby cheering, touching themselves. Becky tightly grips my hips and smashes her face between my cheeks. Her tongue thrashes all around, causing a sensation I’ve never felt. I’ve never felt so much pleasure at once, but I know that soon I will blow.
“All of you,” I gasp, “Line up.”
The two others come down to the floor and Stephanie turns around. Becky scurries around to my front with a devious grin. The four women line up, prepared for my load. “Ah fuck, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come!”
I frantically stroke myself as I feel the warm rush of climax rising. I look back and forth between their willing faces; they lick their lips in anticipation. I begin with Chrissy on the right, and blow my first stream into her blonde hair, then I move to the left, hitting Morgan across the lips, and Stephanie on the cheek. With my last stream, I paint Becky’s glasses with my white, hot liquid.
The women giggle and touch the come on their faces as I collapse to the floor in exhaustion. Eventually, they clean up and return to finish their drinks. I go off upstairs to clean up and recharge. I take a quick shower, but don’t bother to get dressed. I head back downstairs and hear them giggling.
“What’s so funny? What’s going on?” I ask.
“We were just talking,” Stephanie says. “And we want to go again.”
“Oh, wow, okay,” I say, happily surprised. “What, like next week?”
Stephanie begins to stalk toward me like I’m her prey. “No,” she states. “We were thinking like…now.”
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