Linda's husband farms her out (fiction)

Thanks Kokomo, it's been a fun story to write too. Glad you are enjoying it, or at least that's what I take your remark to mean!

Thanks powerono, have you been following along, or did you just read the whole thing at once? Just curious.
OK, here goes:

As I began to get myself situated the cute little blond waitress, whose name I can never recall, came back by and just boldly leaned into the booth and stared at my crotch. "Did I miss it? Dang, I really REALLY wanted to see him cum!" I jumped as she grabbed my still sensitive cock.
"You're really thick...and kind of sticky. That feels so cool!"
And people say men are the bolder sex when it comes to sex. These women were embarassing the crap out of me!
She left after finding out who won the bet. I hoped that she was headed back to wash her hands.
I got tucked away, and chatted a little more with Linda, answering her questions about Mike as we waited for Carla to bring our check. I couldn't possibly tell her all about him, after all we had known each other for years, but I gave her the condensed version. I had told her earlier about being roommates and teammates, and about some of our adventures with the ladies, but I hadn't told her that we had come to blows and nearly ended our friendship when I found out he was fucking my wife. I proceeded to tell her that part of our story now, pausing to pay and thank Carla for a lovely evening.
Smiling and with a gleam in her eye, she said that she hoped her boyfriend had eaten his Wheaties with a side of oysters, because she had some big plans for him. I'm so glad my offense served a useful purpose!
I continued the story as we walked out and waited for the valet to bring my truck up, pretty much wrapping it up as he hopped out and ogled Linda yet again. "So, I let you get your jollies ogling my lady, I don't snap your neck, and now you probably expect a tip too, huh?"
He had the decency to blush and look down, stammering "Uh, um sorry sir, but uh, well you know, uh, I had to look, I mean look at her! She's so incredible!"
He had a point. "Yeah, you're right, if you're not a eunuch you couldn't help it. Not your fault. By the way, she has absolutely nothing on under that dress. How's that for a tip?" Linda and I climbed into the truck, laughing, and drove away, leaving him stiffed and standing, stupidly staring. (How's that for aliteration?)
Linda turned to me, very soberly, and said "If you and Mike, you know with me, is a problem, we don't have to go through with it. After your wife, I'll understand if you don't want to."
I smiled at her; that was a very sweet offer, because I knew how much she was looking forward to it. "No baby, its all right, we got past it. Once I admitted to myself that she and I were over anyway, before he fucked her, I was eventually OK with it. We really hadn't been a couple for awhile, it was just that mental image of him putting that huge cock into my wife, and the fact that I knew she would be loving it and begging him to make her cum again and again."
Linda was silently watching my face. "I mean I'm fair sized, as you know, but she had talked about his 'endowment', as she called it, several times since our college adventure, and I knew she wanted him again, but I was very threatened and jealous. I kept obsessing on his huge black cock, sliding in and out of her, her soaked and slippery with her own arousal over his size, his big black ass with her white legs wrapped around him, heels digging into his ass and pushing him in, her pussy stretched tight on his massive shaft and his huge balls slapping against her ass, I mean it was too much!"
I glanced at Linda. Her eyes were kind of glazed, and she was breathing hard. "And then the thought of him cumming deep inside of my wife, pumping her so full that it was running out of her as he thrusts that massive cock in, spraying his cum into her body..." I heard Linda gasp, and I couldn't take it anymore, I broke up, laughing until I had tears runing down my face.
Linda looked at me, incredulous. "You bastard! You were just teasing me and making me horny. That never even happened, did it?" She punched my arm. "You are such a jerk! God, now I'm so fucking wet its going to run down my legs. You're so full of cuckolds brownie!"
When I could catch my breath I assured her that it had indeed happened, pretty much as I told it, but when I realized she was becoming aroused I may have spiced it up a little. It had bothered me, a lot, but we were now all friends and whe either of us was around my ex would often hav one of us over for dinner, and for sex sometimes. Never together though, I don't think any of us were ready for that.
We had a few extra minutes, so I pulled into a dark parking lot behind an office building. She looked around."What are you doing? We'll be late."

"No, we have a few minutes. I just wanted to fix that wetness problem, since I caused it." I pushed her back on the seat and grabbed her knees, spreading her legs and pushing her dress up. I slid my hands under her firm tush and lifted her pussy to my lips. She was incredibly wet, and I began to lick up her juices, swallowing and thoroughly enjoying the taste of her arousal.
God, I love the taste of fresh pussy in the evening! Or morning, or afternoon, or middle of the night. She was delicious, I was hard again, and she had a hard, fast orgasm as I cleaned her up. My mouth tasted of a blend of fine Pinot Noir and fine pussy, and it was a great pairing.
Now we had to get to the meeting, or we would be late!

Fortunately we were close to the City Center, so I zipped in and parked, close to the door this time. Grabing my briefcase I helped Linda out, noticing again how enticingly her dress rode up her thighs.

For the first time I noticed her perfume, very soft and discreet, pure seduction in the air. The one she had worn last night said "Here I am, and I need to be fucked." This particular scent said "I'm beautiful and sexy, and I know it, and if you want me you had better be ready to prove you're worthy." Again, I had to admit that her husband was a master of subtleties that I could appreciate but never hope to duplicate.
I complimented her on his taste in women and perfume.

We were a few minutes early, and only Jamister, Joni, Ken, and 2 of the 7 panel members were there. I introduced Linda and Ken, who only raised an eyebrow at me as he looked Linda over appreciatively. "Hey Kenny, this is Linda, Linda, Ken. He's my strength, steady course and common sense permister on these jobs, the guy who keeps his head when all others are losing theirs." They said hi to each other as Ken reached to shake her hand. Linda took his hand, and holding it, leaned in to kiss his cheek.

He looked a little surprised as Linda said "Well, if Erryk likes you I know you're a good man." He blushed obligingly. Kenny is very straight laced, although he has a wicked sense of humor. He and his wife had been married for 32 years, are deeply in love, and he has never strayed and has no desire to do so. I know I could safely leave Linda in his hands while I went to greet the committee members that had arrived, now 3 in number.
Bill, David, and Luann are an interesting mix, and an unlikely trio to find chatting together. Bill is a banker, and a fairly high ranking officer in his bank. His is also the bank at which the team does most of its business, appropriate considering that the team was funding a large chunk of the stadium and would draw most of the revenues from it.
David (never Dave) is an ombudsman for a senior State Assemblyman, and his concerns were usually purely political; what actions were likely to get his man the most votes.
Luann is a housewife, and was on the committee by virtue of being the President of the Neighborhood Association for the largest neighborhood near the stadium. Her concerns revolved around traffic, noise, litter, holy water, and property values. We had already addressed most of her concerns, and the team had thrown in some major new sports facilities, very 1st class, for the youth sports, primarily soccer and Little League in the area. She was very sensible and drove a tough bargain, but was not uncooperative.
A few pounds overweight, she had strawberry blond hair and a cute brownietering of freckles that I knew she hated. She also had two kids, 9 and 7, and a husband that was uninvolved and did not pay much attention to her. He was missing the boat, because she is a gem, and is one of those married women that I have slept with but am not too proud of.
I was always in town early for the planning meetings, several times over many months before I had come to stay, and she frequently was involved in the meetings. We talked and had a few laughs, and had lunch a few times, during which I learned how lonely and hungry for affection she was.

I tried to be good, I really did, but somehow we wound up in my hotel room one afternoon and really got to know each other. She was sex starved, and willing to try anything, was thrilled with my willingness to focus entirely on her, and she seemed very surprised by my size. Surprised, but happy.
I brought her to orgasms several times with my fingers and mouth before entering her, and when I did she cried out how good it felt, how big, how deep, please don't stop (no chance of that), etc, and she felt very wet and wonderful inside. I had first fucked her while holding her legs up and apart so that I could watch her face, and I loved the wonder and pleasure that showed so plainly in her eyes, and the way she kept saying "Oh Erryk, oh Erryk, god this feels sooo good, you're so big, oh' god, Erryk, fuck me fuck me fuck me oh my god!"
Her body was soft and lush, the freckles also showing on her chest above her large soft breasts. She had large dark nipples that loved to be suckled, and she told me she had nursed both her kids. I had fucked her long and deep that afternoon, totally enjoying the soft femininity of her body, the softness of her wide white ass as I pressed deeply into her from behind, and the sounds of joy she made, and when I came I pulled out and spilled my load on her breasts. She had seemed a little disappointed by that, but she had also struck me as being the fertile earth lady type, and I'm a coward in that regard.
Her disappointment had faded when I licked my cum from her breasts, focusing on her nipples until I had cleaned up most of it, then trailing down to massage her puffy, arousal swollen pussy with my cum covered tongue until she reached one last peak with my tongue inside of her.

We had enjoyed several such afternoon delights by now, despite the fact that she had cried after the first time. I was afraid she was sorry she had done it, but she cried because she wasn't. I guess the fact that she had no regrets made her see what she was missing in her marriage or something, I don't know, but it made her sad. She said she had forgotten what it was like to be made to feel like a sexy desirable woman. She sure felt sexy and desirable to me! Now, she smiled warmly to see me. "Hi Erryk. Are we going to wrap this beast up tonight?"
"Hey girl. I sure hope so, depends on whether I can get you to kick Simmonds' ass or not!"
She laughed. "The way you talk! You're right though, he is a pain and is jamming this stadium up bad. I think it may be Helen that kicks his ass, though, she hates the little weasel and really seems to like you."

"Hmm, you may have a point there." Helen is 58, a widow, extremely wealthy and powerful, and a woman that is strong, blunt and to the point and doesn't brook any nonsense from anyone. She is vulgarly honest and expects the same in return, and she and I had hit it off immediately. She is a major philanthropist in the city and state, and sits on the boards of several major and minor corporations. She travels in a chauffer driven Mercedes or her private jet, and I am proud to call her a friend. Her bawdy sense of humor helps to take the sting out of her words, but only when she wants it to.
Luann told me that Helen would be a little late tonight, she had gotten tied up at a benefit for the Cancer Center, a cause I knew to be dear to her due to her husband's death from prostate cancer at too early an age. Peter Simmonds and Helen Clark were natural enemies, he a career bureaucrat and she a no-nonsense businesswoman. She hated him more than I did.
I wandered back over to rescue Linda, and stood with her and Ken for a bit, chatting. I jumped when an enormous hand crushed down on my shoulder and a deep voice boomed "Tell me this beautiful creature is not here with you 2 dirty old men!"
Mike had arrived.
Ken objected; "Hey, I'm not dirty!", to which I had to add "Yeah, and I'm not old!" This was our ritual, and Linda laughed at our weak routine, but I noticed her eyes were wide as she sized up Mike. He, to his credit, was focused entirely on her, and he looked her up and down. She boldly returned the favor.
"Erryk, much as I hate to give you a compliment, I have to admit you know how to pick fiiine women!" He sometimes stretches out words like that to sound more black. It doesn't work.
"Well, thanks dude, but I think she picked me." He turned and gave her his mock glare. "Well then young lady, we need to speak about your poor taste in men."
She smile warmly at him and zinged right back; "You must be Mike. I'm Linda, and for your information this man tastes just fine." I really think Mike would have blushed. Kenny did, and quickly excused himself.

Mike was laughing, as were Linda and I. "Careful Erryk my boy, I think you've met your match!"
I held up her hand, and he did a double take at her big diamond ring. "Yeah Mike, but unfortunately someone else met her first." His eyes narrowed in puzzlement. "It's strange and complicated, I'll tell you about it later. I need to, you're involved."
He looked over my shoulder toward the door, and his look deepened to a frown. Our buddy Peter had arrived, I knew without looking.

I turned to look, and Linda followed my gaze. I mean, if you look up nerd in the dictionary... well, you find just the the definition of the word, but you SHOULD find his picture,
He was wearing cheap polyester knit pants that were too high at the waist, too short at the ankles, and were binding so tightly in the crotch you could make out the tiny bumps that must have been his package. He had crowned these with a gaudy plaid sport jacket, a lime green shirt, and, as God is my witness, a bow tie!
Linda looked him over for several moments, until he glanced over and noticed her stare and promptly lowered his eyes submissively, blushing a deep crimmister.
Linda turned to Mike and I: "This is the holy terror that is making you both so crazy on this project? That little guy?"
Mike answered first. 'Well, he may not be much to look at, but he has enough power to really yank us around" I protested as well; "Yeah, and a Napoleon complex or something, you know, little mans disease."

She looked back at him, her face looked thoughtful. "You know why that is, don't you?" We both gave her a blank stare. "It's because you are the guys that made his life hell in high school, the guys that roughed him up, the guys that probably fucked his wife and stole her from him. He hates you on sight, you know?"
I had to object. "Oh come on, we didn't even go to the same high school as each other, much less with him. I never even saw him until 6 months ago."
"No, no dummy, I mean symbolically. You are both big, strong, sexy, good looking, probably successful in life and with women. He envies you and resents you, and every bad experience he's ever had with a jock or a bully is now your problem. I bet he's divorced."
"Yes, he is" Mike answered "just over a year ago." Linda groaned. "Oh great, it's still fesh. This will be tough, but maybe I can help."

I had no idea what she had in mind, but it scared me a little. I knew by now how bold she could be, and he was anything but. Sneaky and vindictive yes, bold no. "Come on guys, introduce me to your little friend."

We walked to the front of the room where he still stood near the door. He saw us approaching at the last moment, and looked as though he wanted to bolt from the room. I tried to greet him as warmly as I could. "Hey peter, how's it going tonight?" Grasping his hand I found it limp and clammy as usual, but gripped it firmly. "Peter, you know Mike of course, and this is a friend of ours, Linda, Peter Simmonds, Peter, Linda."
Linda also shook his hand "Hi Peter, pleased to meet you."
"Um, yes, hello." His eyes darted over her body and he blushed again, then couldn't seem to decide what to look at. He would not meet her eyes, and as a result his gaze darted frantically around like a gerbil on speed.

Linda took over. "Petey - can I call you Petey?" She didn't wait for him to stammer an answer. "Petey, I jusy love your jacket and tie, they are so unique." I winced inwardly, and he looked sharply at her to see if he was being ridiculed. "No, I mean it! It takes a brave man to buck conformity and do his own thing. I mean look at these two. Could they be any bigger slaves to fashion?"
I hadn't noticed, but she was right. Mike and I both wore nice newish but faded jeans, white shirts open at the collar, topsiders with no socks, and a jacket, mine tan and his dark green. I thought we looked OK, but I realized what she was doing.
"You should have gotten your wife to help you though, your tie is crooked." She stepped up to him, very close and reached both hands up to fix his tie, which hadn't looked crooked to me.
"I,I,I uh don't have a wife right now. That is, I mean, I'm divorced."
She was very close to him now, her hands tugging at his collar and tie, her elbows down along her sides, and her stomach and pelvic area pressed to his. "Well, I can't believe that will last long. Women are always attracted to powerful influential men. You must date a lot."
"Um, no, not really" he rushed to explain "but you see, I'm quite busy representing my constituents in my district."
"Yes, I know. I'm one of them." Linda replied "And I voted for you last year. Is this really your 4th term?"
I noticed that Linda was actually slightly taller than him, and he couldn't weigh over 110 pounds dripping wet. At my 6'3" and 220 pounds and Mike's 6'5" and 250, we dwarfed both he and Linda.
I could see where we might have inflamed any insecurities he had, but in reality Mike and I were not the cruel abusive type. We had spent some long evenings talking about that very subject, and neither of us understood why some guys always have to bully the smaller guys. I think it covers their own weakness, but like I said, I'm not really into all that psycho babble. We had both realized that we were a little ashamed we had not stepped in to stop more of the bullying that we had seen, but we both had done what we could and treated everyone with respect. His hatred of us, which I could see now that Linda had pointed it out, was understandable but unfounded.
Linda said "There, that's better" and stepped away from him. He quickly folded his hands in front of him to cover the small bump in his tight pants. I had caught a glimpse, and hoped for his sake that he was cold, and not hard, but I was afraid I was wrong.
He harumphed officially and said "Well, let's get started. Helen will join us shortly, but we can get the meeting underway."
By now the other 6 committee members were here, and they sat at a raised counter at the front of the room, facing me and the rest of the crew at two rows of nice walnut tables. There was a vacant chair at the front for Helen, and a smattering of local citizens behind us that were interested in the meeting and the progress of the job.
Helen showed up about 10 minutes in, and quickly exerted her influence. She cut Peter off on one of his objections, and then gave me a big wink. I like this woman!
We quickly got deeply into the boring minutae, and it bacame obvious that all of the changes we had made would not satisfy our little dictator. I was stuggling to keep my cool, and I could see that Mike and Ron, our Project Engineer, were losing theirs. Joni and Jamister had done a masterful job on the presentation, and it was about to go to waste. Helen, sensing this, asked for a 15 minute recess, or as she called it a pit stop.
We brownietered to the restrooms and hallways, breaking into our groups, while Joni tried to get everyone coffee or a cold take. We had sodas and bottled water, but maybe holy water would have helped.
I saw Linda make her way to Peter and commandeer his attention, not a difficult task as I had caught him looking at her several times during the meeting.
I overheard her say "I bet as a City Councilman you can get in the stadium whenever you want. Do you get to see games for free?"
He visibly puffed up "Well, many companies have luxury boxes, and I get invited often, but I don't care for football."
"Oh Petey, how can you not love football, all those big, strong, sweaty men crashing into each other. I think it's exciting. And erotic. Let's look at the model, and you tell me what you don't like." She took his hand and led him back to the model at the rear of the room. I could see them leaning over it and pointing to various things, and Linda was speaking earnestly very near his ear as she leaned into him. I could not hear what was being said, but I could see that Simmonds was becoming very agitated.
I had been talking to Helen, but I excused myself and drifted away, positioning myself just outside the hallway door at the rear of the room. I got there just in time to hear Linda say "If you were my husband I'd have you lead me to the center of the field, right on the 50 yard line by my leash and make me get on my hands and knees on the grass. In front of 70,000 people you would pull my skirt up, and I'd have no panties on, like now, and then the football team would line up and take turns fucking me while the crowd cheered. Would you like that?"
G-g-g-god, th-thats disgusting! How can you talk that way?" I peeked around the door. I don't know what she had been doing or saying to him, but his hair was stuck to his forehead, wet with sweat, and his collar was soaked. He made no effort to get away from her. I pulled back before I was spotted.
"Well, it's just a fantasy Petey. It could never happen in real life. But I bet you could get us in sometime when the stadium was empty, and then maybe you could help me live my fantasy. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"I um, we uh you would do that? with me?"
"Well, sure, I mean unless you can get the team to show up - just kidding! Or how about up here, by this railing on the upper deck? I could grab the railing and bend over and you could stick your cock into me from behind. I know you'd like that!"
"Oh, god, yes I would! You are so beautiful! I would do whatever you asked me to!"
"Would you lick my pussy and stick your tongue in me?"
""Yes, I would try to make you happy."
"And could I suck your cock?"
"Oh my, oh yes, that would be wonderful!"
"And would you lick all the cum from my pussy when the team was finished with me?"
"OH, that is so disgusting, you are being so dirty. Oh, god, yes, I would, if that is what would make you happy."
"Wow Petey, little Petey is really hard - or is that a roll of dimes in your pocket?"
I cringed - she had complimented his hardness and slammed his small size in one breath. He didn't seem to care. "Oh god, pleae don't touch me, you'll make me cum, please Linda, don't humiliate me here.
"Well, OK Petey, as long as you ask so nice. But what do you say we get that stadium approved so they can get it done, and then I can humiliate you later."
I peeked around the door again. He was pale and looked as though he would faint, and he had a tiny protrusion poking out in the front of his pants. He appeared to be very small in the cock department, probably too small to be called a cock. It was just a very tiny penis.
Linda put one foot up on a nearby chair and said "Feel Petey. Feel how horny you've made me." She took his hand - just as I noticed others begin to drift back into the meeting room - and slid it up her silky thigh. I saw his eyes widen, and knew he had found her soft steamy slickness, that he had his fingers in her pussy. She pushed him away, saying "No more for you, that's all for now until you please me. Remember Petey, we need that stadium."
An hour later, after only token objections and discussion, we had our approvals assured. Backslapping and congratulations all around, and Helen had her chauffer bring in champagne and glasses to serve everyone. The atmosphere was happy, and we were very excited to be able to move forward, finally. I knew what Linda had done, and that I owed her a special thanks. After a while we began to pack up, everyone agreeing to meet at The Park Lane for takes in about 20 minutes.

I walked Helen out to her car, thanking her for her support. She planned to join us for takes, but took this opportunity of our being alone together to shock me to my socks.
"You know, Erryk, that now that the committee is no longer needed we won't see each other any more."
"Well, it doesn't have to be like that, we can have dinner or something Helen. I very much enjoy your company."
"Good, then it's settled. Dinner at my home next Saturday, I'll have the cook do something special, and then after we can see about that 'something' you mentioned." I must have looked surprised.
"Oh don't worry Erryk, I'm not looking for a lover. Just sex, fast, hard, natural sex. I have a couple of lovers, men my age. I expect something different from you."
"Helen, I think I'd like that very much. I'll try not to disappoint." She ran her hand over the front of my jeans, cupping me. "Oh, I'm sure you won't. See you in abot 20 then?"
"You bet. Order me a good scotch, neat, and we'll join you shortly."
I walked back in to finish cleaning up, shaking my head. Women. Amazing!

He stood there for a moment, looking down at his tiny little nub of a penis, then caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and quickly pulled up his pants and put himself back together, wiping his own cum off his chin with a paper towel. He soon exited the bathroom, as I did immediately after, being careful not to be seen. It would not do for him to know I had witnessed his offense.
We were supposed to all meet at Will's Tavern, a quiet and classy little place with a great bar, soft music, and a small dance floor. Most of the Committee members were going to show up, at least for a little while, and it fell to me to play host. I hunted up Jamister and Joni, who were busy breaking eveerything down and packing it into my truck and their car.

"Are you two going to join us at Will's when you're done here? Drinks are on me." Jamister started to decline, but Joni quickly cut him off. "Sure, we'll join you for awhile, but we want to go someplace a little more, uh, fun, you know, later." She grabbed my upper arm with both hands and rubbed herself against me like a cat. Jamister left to carry some things out to the car. "Will you come along and dance with me?"

I was a little surprised to realize that Linda had been right. This was her clumsy (but enjoyable) way of hitting on me! "Well, I'll have to see Joni, it is getting a little late, but maybe for a little while we can stop by."
This stopped her in her tracks. "What do you mean 'we', I only asked you. You can bring Mike if you want!"
"Joni, I have a date with Linda tonight. I can't just dump her and walk away." Plus, I had no desire to do so. I was anticipating a fun night.

Joni pouted. "Are you ever going to notice me? I have been trying to tell you, well, you know, I think you're hot, and uh, I mean..."
"Joni, come on. You work for me, and besides I'm almost old enough to be your man. I mean, you're a doll, and I love the way you fill out a pair of tight jeans, but you really can't be serious."
"Erryk, next Thursday is my last day, then I won't work for you anymore. Does that help?"
"Well, maybe, except you leave on Friday to fly home. I booked your flight, remember?"
"Change me to Saturday or Sunday and spend the night with me? Please?"
"Oh, Joni, I shouldn't. What if I want to hire you permanent after this year? You've done an amazing job this summer, and I was thinking of making you an offer, but that's a bad combination."
"Erryk, I'm an adult, not a young. I don't expect you to marry me or even love me. Don't be so old fashioned, this is just about getting physical."
She quickly grabbed my crotch. "I just want you to fuck me ***, silly. Oh my god, you're big!"
I stepped away quickly. "I'll see about rebooking your flight. In the meantime, you behave yourself!" She went back to work, humming happily. I knew I was going to hate myself, but the idea of screwing this little blond hardbody was turning me on. I had heard the term 'sport fucking' and I realized I was going to experience it.
I found Linda chatting with Mike and, of all people, Peter. They were sharing a laugh as I walked up, and I realized I had never seen Simmonds look so happy and at peace, and Mike was tolerating him well.

"Hey you three, we need to get going. The others are going to take Will dry before we get there." Peter started to beg off, but Linda whispered something in his ear, and he quickly changed his mind. "Well, maybe just one. I really don't take much."
I smiled at him. "Good man, Peter. Do you want to drive yourself or ride with us?"
"Well, I usually ride the bus, so I'll ride with you if it's OK."
"Sure, you bet, and either Mike or I can drop you off at home later. C'mon, it'll be fun, let's go."
Mike asked Peter if he wanted to ride with him, but he had no interest in leaving Linda's side, so the 3 of us piled into my truck, Linda in the middle, and Mike followed us the 10 blocks to Will's. Linda whispered into Peter's ear most of the way, and while I couldn't hear what was being said I could tell that he was quite agitated, but seemingly very happy, when we arrived.
He slid out and dropped to the pavement, my truck a little too high for a permister of his diminutive size, and as he turned to help Linda down she gave him a full on eye-level view of her sweet pussy, which I'm sure was spread open, pink and glistening wet. As the 4 of us walked in I noticed that he had that tiny little protrusion poking out in the front of his pants again.

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Linda turned to me, smiling. "You know, you're a fast learner. I think you are actually starting to enjoy this."
"Actually babe, it goes against my nature, and there is no chance I'm going to be letting him touch me. I was thinking of Helen. She told me tonight that her husband ws like yours, only more so, and I thought she might get off on humiliating our little friend." We were slowly strolling back into the bar. "You mentioned a friend of yours earlier that you said was into domination - is she discreet?"

"Oh, very much so, she has to be. In this life she is a 4th grade teacher, so she has to be very respectable and secretive about her after hours activities. Why, what are you planning now?"
"Well, I was just thinking that if she would take on Peter, and train Helen to have some fun with it and humiliate old Pete like he seems to need, they might both find something to fill up their lives a little."

"You know, that's a good idea, and she would. The way you said Helen has no patience for government bureaucrats this might be perfect for her to use her pent up frustrations. I'll call Rhonda first thing tomorow."

We walked back into Will's, and Mike immediately spotted us and broke off his dance with Luann. I was surprised they were still dancing after this long, but as he led her back over to us I noticed she was smiling, but looked a little dazed. I think Mike must have gotten her off, maybe several times, with his long fingers.
For his part, he had an enormous and obvious bulge in the front of his jeans. Linda noticed immediately, putting the back of her hand against it and stroking him. "Wow! It looks like you both enjoyed the music. C'mon girl, come to the Ladies room with me and we'll freshen you up a bit, you look a little used. Used but happy, and I mean that in the nicest way."

Luann did not take offense, and allowed Linda to lead her away. Mike just stood looking at me and smiling broadly. "Well partner, you've done it again. You are absolutely the man!!"
I knew what he meant. In structured environments like work, school, etc I tend to be the one that finds women, or rather have them find me, while in free form situations like bars and clubs, ballgames, and all I tend to be his wing man while the women flock to him. Weird, but it has always been that way for the two of us.
The other pattern is that I tend to form relationships, even short term ones, and see the same woman for weeks or months while he leans more toward one night or just a few day hook-ups. Not that he won't see the same woman again, but it might be months or even years between.

The other big difference is what you are seeing right now. He has absolutely no shyness or embarassment about anyone knowing that he is huge and hard, and when he has a public erection it tends to be very obvious. He just doesn't care. Dancing with a woman for the first time? He says they should find it flattering that they turn him on so much.
Chatting up a cute waitress with his pants poking out in the front? Same thing.
I have always been a little self conscious about this problem of public erections, horribly so in high school, but I have gotten better about it, and the fact is that now that I date women rather than teenage girls like in high school they do seem quite accepting and even appreciative . I will never be as comfortable with people staring at my crotch as Mike is though. He is a natural show-off in that regard, and it has undoubtedly landed him some dates. It has also probably scared off a few women and made a few husbands jealous when they caught their wives admiring his cock. Well, better our problem than Peter's little problem.

"Man, I really like that Luann girl, she is one hot lady."
I was a little surprised that it was Luann he was commenting on, but knowing Mike I shouldn't have been. "Really? What do you think of Linda?"

"Oh man, she may be the most beautiful woman I've ever seen you with, but she's more your type. She's just model beautiful, you know? I mean every guy is gonna want her, you know, but Luann, well..."

"Yeah, I know. She's a cutie with her blue eyes and all. I'm betting you like the big ol' titties, you've always been a boob man."

"Yeah man, and those big stiff nipples, she kept pressing them into me and rubbing around, I was so fuckin' hard, and she's bumping around on my cock..." He appeared lost in remembering the feel of her. "I was cupping her ass and she kept wiggling around until I had my fingers in her crotch, her panties were soaked through! I popped her with my fingers, you know, got a couple way in her hot pussy, and she bit my fuckin shoulder when she came, right there on the dance floor. Horny bitch, I love it!" He pulled his shirt aside and I could see the tooth marks from her bite on the front of his shoulder.
"Did you tell her how hot you think she is?"
"Well kind of. I told her what a nice ass she's got, and that she was making me hot. Of course, she already knew that, she was rubbing on the evidence." He laughed as he said this.
"You really need to tell her, really let her know that you think she's so hot." He was just staring at me. "No, I mean it. She's married to a deadbeat that takes her totally for granted, never tells her she's beautiful, and almost never has sex with her. On the rare occasions he gets it up he's a 3 strokes and you're out guy, then he rolls over and gos to relax and she has to stroke herself to get off or die of frustration."
"What are you, a fuckin' Dr. Phil?" He hit my arm playfully, but his playfulness still rattled my teeth. He forgets his strength.

"I know, I know, but she's a really sweet lady, and she has some issues, doubts, you know, about whether men can still find her desirable after two kids. Just tell her the truth about how much she lights you up, OK?"
"Are you doing both of them?"
"Yeah, weird huh? I hope they don't have any jealousy problems with that. I'm not too worried about Linda, to her it's all fun and games but Luann, well, we sort of have a connection."
"So what's this about us both fucking Linda in front of her husband? What's up with that cuckolds brownie?"
Now it was my turn to laugh. "She told you huh? I think she is really looking forward to it, and she says her husband Joop can't wait. Odd concept, but if he wants to share a gorgeous babe like that who am I to say no?"
"Erryk, those slender tight body babes like her, I have trouble getting into them sometimes, you know." I did know, and I knew he meant he had a hard time geting his big meat into their pussies, not mentally getting into them. Mike is the original horndog, and if it's female he has no problem getting his head in the game.
He and I, together and separately, have dated all kinds of women, him probably twice as many (or more) as me. At school we had both dated white and black girls, mostly because that accounted for 99% of the student racial make up of our school and because we initiated double dates for each other, but I know he dated a tiny little Asian girl for awhile,(I'm still not sure how she could have accommdated his giant snake) and since school in our travels around the country we have spent quality time with a couple of beautiful Hispanic ladies.
His charming expression is, and I quote: "It don't matter what they look like on the outside brother, they're all pink on the inside."
True. Crude, but true.
He went on; "When I stick it to those slim girls like your Linda I always feel like I'm going to split them right in half."
I laughed again. "I don't think there is any danger of that, she got me all the way inside, hot and tight, and you're not that much bigger dude. Oh, the girls are coming back. Remember, build Luann up a little. She could use it, and besides, it's true so you don't have to bullcuckolds brownie her."
Linda and Luann made their way across the room, holding on to each others arms and bumping hips, laughing and yakking like they had known each other all their lives.
I'm convinced that there is some sort of a shaman that stays in women's restrooms and performs some strange female bonding ceremony involving pissing, porcelain, and electric hand dryers. Otherwise why do women love to go to the bathroom together, and how do they pop out minutes later like best buddies when they met about 3 hours ago?

Men don't do that stuff, we studiously avoid going in with our buddies, and we don't speak to the other guys that might be in there unless there are sports pages posted above the urinals. Then we might, and I emphasize might, say something like "How about them Steelers?", or "Great game by Clemens", you know, macho guy stuff.
I'm convinced that if stranded in a stall with no toilet paper most men would remove and use their socks before we would ask the guy in the next stall for paper. It's a guy thing.

We were standing near the bar, just the 4 of us now, kind of chatting and kidding around. I was extremely aware of the nearness and heat of Linda, and I had not forgotten for a moment that she was naked under her dress, the thought of her slick pussy being that close and available driving me crazy.
Luann was between me and Mike, kind of leaning on him a little as he nuzzled her hair. He has always had a thing for light skinned blondes, and her creamy skin and long strawberry blonde hair seemed to really intrigue him.
She was obviously feeling the effects of the holy water more than those of us that hit the bars on a more regular basis, but so far it seemed to have merely relaxed her and loosened her inhibitions a little. I think being held tight against a couple of guys whose sexual attraction to her was so physically obvious was doing wonders for her self confidence, and she was out of her shell like I had not seen before.
As if reading my thoughts she lowered her hands and rubbed the bulge in my pants with her left hand, doing the same to Mike with her right. Her voice low and seductive, she said "God, that is amazing! Are you guys like this all the time? I am so turned on right now!"
Linda saw what she was doing and moved to block the angle so that others at the bar would hopefully not notice. As she did, I looked over her head and saw Jamister and Joni giving up on the dance floor and heading our way.
I had forgotten they were even here, but I admired them for sticking it out with us 'old folks' for as long as they had. For a couple of barely 20 somethings, Mike's 36 and my 35 must have seemed ancient. Linda is only 29, and I've never heard Luann mention her age. With as good as she still looks, and the ages of her kids I would gues she is between 30 and 33.
Way too young to be married to a limp dicked husband that, on the rare occasions he remembers he has a wife and gets his dick up, cums in under 30 seconds. No wonder she questions herself. I had ben thinking that Linda might show her another option for dealing with her husband.

We got Luann to quit groping us just in time to avoid Joni catching her as she popped into the middle of our group. "We're going to a club, it's just too slow and quiet around here." She got right in my face, close enough that I could feel her muscular little belly pressing against my cock. I knew she felt it too. "Do you guys want to join us?" She did not get an immediate response. "C'mon, it'll be fun! Dancing, lights, holy water, hot bodies in skimpy clothes rubbing against each other, hormones in the air, y'all remember! Sexy stuff!"

I laughed, as did the others. "Careful with those comments you young whippersnapper, or I'll have to put you over my knee!"
She pressed harder against me. "Promises, promises! Is daddy going to punish his bad little girl?"
This was too much. I broke up. I also imagined putting her over my knee and paddling her bare little bottom. Mmmmm!
Linda noticed. "I see that look on your face! We can go clubbing for a while if you want, but you and Mike are mine tonight, remember."
I glanced at Luann to see how shw would take this, and found her staring at me. "I know about it Erryk, Linda told me. I'm just jealous because I wish it was me, it would serve my husband right! But I better get home, it's getting late and he'll wonder where I am."
It wasn't late, only about 9:45, but if you have 2 kids at home I guess that's late. I was prepared to tell her goodnight and walk her to her car or offer her a ride, she was really a little too looped to drive, but Linda grabbed her hands and got face to face with her.
"Oh come on Lu, just for a little while? It will be fun. When was the last time you did something fun, just for you?" Luann looked at me and smiled.
I replied for her. "That would have been Wednesday afternoon, between about 2:30 and 4:00, and yes, it was lots of fun." I had kind of forgotten Joni and Jamister standing there. What the hell, they're adults.

Linda enjoyed that, but said "No, I mean fun fun, not sex fun. Come on, you have to come with us." Linda got right in her face. "Come with us or I'm going to kiss you and embarass you right here."
Luann blushed prettily. I really don't think she found that prospect the least objectionable.
"Well, I really should go home and..mmph.." Linda had done it, she grabed Luann's head in both hands and sladyed her lips with her own. Luann struggled at first, but soon it turned into a very slow, drawn out and sexy kiss. I could see their lips moving, and knew some serious tongue work was happening. I heard Luann's distinctive low moan, and saw her hand cup one of Linda's perfect breasts. Linda grabbed Luann's other hand and guided it under her skirt, where I knew Luann's fingers found a very wet and hot pussy. Linda whimpered a little herself.
People at the bar couldn't see the hand action, but several were staring openly at these two hot women in a serious lip lock. They broke, both looking stunned and breathing heavily. What had started as a prank had stunned all of us with it's instantaneous heat and passion, Linda and Luann most of all.
Luann raised her hand, looking in wonder at the shimmering wetness on her fingers. She brought her fingers to her lips, and put them in her mouth, sucking Linda's juices from them. I almost came in my pants!

Joni and Mike stood there, thunderstruck and open mouthed, and Jamister fled to the Men's room. If he hadn't spurted in his pants he was about to. I knew.
I finally found my voice. "Wow. I mean, wow! Goddamn!"
Linda, her voice shaky, concurred. "Yeah, wow! What just hapened here? That was amazing!"
Luann, very softly said "Maybe I could come with you for a little while. It would be fun to be out with people for a change. I need to call my husband and let him know I'll be late, but he won't care, he hardly knows I'm there anyway, as long as he has food and clean clothes."

Linda stroked her hair. "Come on, outside where it's quieter. I'll help you."
They walked to the door as I headed to the bar to settle our tab, but then had a thought.
"Hey guys, before anyone leaves, where are we going?" Joni, waiting for Jamister to come out of the men's room answered.
"How about the Soiled Dove? It's great, lots of people, dark corners, all the stuff I mentioned."
I had no clue. I'd seen it of course, but never been in. Linda rescued me.
"Great choice, that's one of the hottest clubs in town. Sexy, sexy! You and Jamister go on and we'll meet you there."
I paid the substantial tab, thinking that this evening was easily worth 3 times what I was paying, and the night was young.
I walked out just in time to hear Luann get through to her husband, using Linda's cell phone because her own had died.

They stood near my truck, Mike having walked over to retrieve his own.
"Hi honey, it's me."

"Yeah, I know it's not. My phone was dead so I had to borrow one."

Linda and I stood there, listening to the one sided conversation and filling in the blanks for ourselves.
"No, the meeting is over. It went really well. I'm just out with friends, some of the folks from the committee, to celebrate."

"Uh huh, just a couple of takes. How are the kids?"

"Wow, both arelax already! That's an accomplishment. Listen, are you alright for a while?"

"Well, some of them are going out for a little while and they asked me to go along. I thought it would be fun, and I know you don't like that kind of stuff..." She listened for several moments.

"Yeah, there are guys along. And women too, it's a mixed group." Another long pause.
"Oh, I don't know, just regular guys, nothing special." She smiled at me, and winked at Mike, who had rejoined us.
"Oh yeah right. Hot stuff. You know the kind of guys that serve on city committees. They are all required to be tall, muscular and sexy, and probably hung like Clydesdales. I'll probably come home all ravished and dripping and you won't ever be able to satisfy me again." She laughed and then covered the mouthpiece and said "Not that he does now!" We all laughed at that.

"What? No, I'm outside by myself, that was just some people walking to their car.
Then "Well, right now there are 3 women and 3 guys. They want to go dancing, and I know you hate to dance. I like it, but we never go. No, reallly, it's a very public place. What could happen?"

"No, just for an hour or so, then I'll be home. Unless you want me to find some guy with a great big cock and then come home and tell you all about it. Would you like that?"

"Hello? Are you still there? Of course I'm kidding! Does that turn you on though, the thought of your sweet innocent little wife taking a massive cock up her little pussy and then coming home with thick streams of cum running down her legs?" A very long pause, I could tell she was listening intently to her husband.

"Really? That made you all hard? Why don't you take your little cock out and stroke it for me. Yeah, like that. Are you doing it?"

"Uh huh, just think about a huge cock shoved way deep in my pussy, a great big ball sack bouncing off my ass as he fucks me. I'm begging him to cum, way inside me.---Uh huh, it's thick and so long and hard, much bigger than you. Really? What if he were black, a huge black cock way inside of your little innocent white wife, stretching me out in places you've never reached. Oh honey, I can feel him, he's about to cum, oh there it is, he's spurting his enormous load way inside your wife's sweet pussy."

She listened, then laughed. "Did you really? All over the kitchen table? Well, you clean that up, what if one of the kids comes out for something?"

"No, they won't believe you spilled mayonnaise. Or ranch dressing. Just clean it up, OK?"

"No, no, that was just a game. We're going dancing at the Soiled Dove."

"Well, what if it was real? You just think aout that all evening, sitting ther by yourself. Is she dancing, or is she getting laid by some big stud. That's your assignment for tonight, you just imagine the worst and see if your little cock stays hard all night."

"Sure you can check me when I get home, but only if you use your tongue.... Coward!" She laughed, then said goodbye. "Yeah, I will. Bye bye hon'. Glad you enjoyed that, but sorry it was over so quick for you. I know, you've always had that problem. OK. Bye."

She hung up, laughing. "I can't believe I did that!! You guys are a bad influence on me. My poor husband will be driving himself crazy all night!"
Linda and Mike each slipped an arm around her as Linda brushed back Luann's long hair.
"You were great! You have definitely battered down some doors tonight girl. You have a gift for this Grasshopper, and you may have started his training. I shall be so proud to mentor you!!"

We all were laughing at Linda's antics, but we were all also undeniably horny from Luann's as well. We piled into Mike's truck, me and Linda in the rear jump seat and Luann up front with Mike. He could bring us back for our cars later.

We were just carrying on a little idle banter as we rode over to the club, Linda's hands busy tesing me and my own doing a little exploring of her luscious body. Mike and Luann were talking between themselves for a moment when Luann said "Wait. Stop, I shouldn't be doing this, I should just go home."
Linda leaned forward, rubbing Luann's shoulders, and asked her what was going on, that just a few moments earlier she had been very excited at the prospect of a fun, sexy evening.
Luann turned in the seat to look back at us. "Well, c'mon, I mean look at all of you, you two guys all sexy casual and hot looking, Linda, well linda you just look amazing and that dress on you will have guys stretching their pants all night. Now look at me. I look like a housewife that just ran out to buy groceries. I mean I didn't plan to go out someplace like this tonight, I'm not dressed or prepared for it, and I do have my husband and kids at home. I should go."
I thought she looked great, and obviously Mike did as well, but Linda looked her up and down with a critical eye. "Yeah, you're right. But you're not going home. I can fix you so you'll be the hottest momma there tonight."
Linda looked ahead and spotted a Walgreens Drug store. "There Mike, pull in there for a minute. We are going to need a few supplies."

Mike pulled in and parked, several spaces from the door due to other cars and the perpetually vacant handicapped spaces. Linda hopped out of the back as I thought it unfortunate that there was not a car next to us to enjoy that show.
She opened Luanns door and said "Here, turn toward me. Hmm, white shirt and denim skirt. Tons of possibilities. Let's unbutton a couple of these top buttons and show off those big ol' girls you've got there."

She stepped back and looked again. "No, that's a housewife bra. It's got to go."
Luann started to object, but Linda cut her off. "Hey, who's the expert here? Starting now we do things my way." She reached around Luann, sliding her hands up under her blouse and expertly unhooking her bra. With a great deal of wiggling and contortions they pulled straps here there and yon, and ultimately pulled her bra from under her shirt without her having to undress. I've seen that performance by women several times, and it still seems like some kind of magic trick. Linda tossed the bra to Mike. "Trophy for you big boy. Be sure she goes home to her husband tonight with these big tits showing, no way she gets that back."

Mike laughed and stuffed the bra into the pocket on his door.
Linda stepped back and pulled Luann out of the truck. By now I had climbed out as well, and I watched appreciatively as Luann's big breasts swayed and jiggled as she moved. I also noticed immediately that her dark rosy nipples were plainly visible through her thin white shirt, and that they were huge and erect.
Linda admired her handiwork. "Much better. Now, how much do you like that skirt?"
Luann looked down, still blushing at the exhibit of her titties. Her denim skirt flared slightly at her hips, falling just to the top of her knees. "Oh, it's no big deal, it's just a WalMart special. Cheap."
"Good." Linda looked at me. "Do you have a pocketknife? Here, hand it over."
I got it out and opened it, the extremely sharp blade clicking onto its lock. I passed it to her, handle first. "Careful, it's sharp as a razor."
Linda dropped to one knee in front of Luann, and grabbing her skirt she pushed the blade through it , very high up Luann's legs, and then began to tear around the skirt, shortening it substantially. We needed the knife again as she got to the side seams, and she got me to do that, cutting through them effortlessly. From this angle, down near Luann's legs, this skirt was now very short. Linda pulled the piece she had removed down to Luann's feet, and Luann put her hand on Linda's shoulder as she stepped out.
Linda tossed it to me. "Here, stuff that in that trash can, we won't need it back." She then began to pull at the bottom of Luann's cut-off skirt, pulling out loose threads and fibers as she fringed out the edge. I noticed that as she did this she intentionally would reach further under the front than she needed to, letting her fingers touch and tease Luann's moist mound. At one point she pressed her hand firmly up between Luann's legs, which were obligingly spread for her. "Baby you are so wet. Your panties are soaked!"
Luann's body jerked to her touch, as though she had received an electrical shock. Linda raised the front of Luann's skirt and looked at her panties. They were the pretty conservative cotton mommy panty, and Linda said "Oh, these have to go! With your little skirt, somebody might see them!"
Luann was shocked. "But without them then it's just me!"
Linda smiled patiently. "Exactly. But little strawberry blonde pussies are cute. Cotton panties are not." And with that she yanked them down and tossed them to me. I tossed them to Mike. "Another trophy for your case."

As I knew he would, he held them up to his face, enjoying the sweet scent of her arousal. "Mmmm. God, they are really wet!"
Luann was fully flusterd, blushing furiously but also very excited by her newfound sluttiness. "Oh, god, I feel so bad! What a slut I've turned out to be!" She smiled, and I smiled back at her. "That cool breeze sure feels good on my pussy though."
We all laughed at that. This girl was gonna do!
Linda looked at Mike and I. "You guys wait here. We need to get some makeup and stuff."
Stupid me, I said "Why can't she just use yours?"
Both girls looked at me with obvious pity in their eyes. "Oh Erryk, will you never learn not to question things you know nothing about." Linda shook her head, her shiny mane dancing about her shoulders. "Do we look like the same coloring? Same eyes, or hair, or skin? We can't wear the same makeup you big dummy! Just wait here, we'll be back."
As I thought about that, I realized that that must be why those racks have hundreds of different bottles, tubes, and boxes. I always thought it was just to sell more crap. Huh. Are women born knowing all this stuff?

Mike and I were talking while the girls were in the store. He still could not believe that Linda's husband was on board for all this, that he could possibly be OK with his wife screwing other guys.
"He is though Mike. I've talked to him, both in permister and on the phone, and he gets off on dressing her up and making her perfect for her dates. I guess he likes the anticipation of waiting for her, imagining what she could be doing, and then she tells him all about it when she gets home. I mean he even shops for her, gets her sexy underwear, perfume, the works. He just wants her to get royally fucked and come home to him all wet and satisfied."

"Does he like to watch her? I mean does he go along and cuckolds brownie, or does she bring guys home and make him watch?"
"I don't really know. That's what she was planning for tonight, to take us both to her house and let him - or maybe make him - watch. Now though, with Luann, who knows?"
Mike thought about that for a minute. "You know what we should do? We should call him and tell him to come to the Dove. I think him seeing her with us out in public, where he could be really humiliated, would be good for him. Man, he could watch her rubbing her body all over us, watch all the guys stare at her body. C'mon man, let's do it!"

I just looked at him. "You've got a real mean streak, you know that?"

"No man, he'll love it. That's his thing, you know? Call him!"

"Well, great thought except for one small detail. I don't have his number. I have Linda's cell number and his work number, but not their house."

As we pondered that, my eye caught Linda's purse on the seat next to me. "Hey there Mikey, I think our problem is solved. Let me get her cell out here, it's sure to have their home number programmed in. Hmm, let's see, yup, there it is. What should I say?"
"Just tell him she wants him to come and watch her hanging with two studs, that he has to see what she does, all evening. You know, make it sound like Linda's idea."
I dialed and waited thru two rings, then; "Hello?
"Hey, Joop. Do you know who this is?"
"Yes, Erryk. Hello, where are you? Is Linda there?"

"No, not right now, but listen. She wanted me to call you and tell you to meet us at the Soiled Dove. You know the place?"

"Yes. Why does she want me to come out? I'm not dressed for that."

"She wants you to watch her and her new friend out with a couple of studs, me and my buddy Mike. She said she has something real special planned for you, but first you have to watch her, in public, all evening, OK?"
"Well, I suppose, if she wants me there. When are you going to be there?"

"Probably about half an hour or so. Oh, and Joop?"
"What?"
She said you should wear a pair of her panties, the real skimpy black ones." Somehow I knew she'd have several of those. Mike was cracking up at this twist I'd added. What the hell, I had to have some fun.
"Are you sure she said that?"
"Yes, I'm sure. And Joop, my friend Mike that I mentioned? Did I mention that he's black and hung like no tomorrow?"
"No, you didn't." His voice sounded a little strangled.
"Well, he is. Hurry. See you later."

Just in time I folded her phone and slid it back into her purse. The ladies were back.

They had a couple of small bags with them, and Luann climbed into the fron passenger seat and emptied the contents onto the console. Man oh man!
Little tubes, bottles, some kind of flat thing, even a small perfume, about the only thing I recognized.
She had Mike pull over under the parking lot light, away from the building and turn on the overhead light, and lowered the visor, which conveniently contained a lighted mirror. She began to try to do something around her eyes, but was quickly frustrated by the poor lighting and the shadows cast by her own hand. "Damn! I can't do this, I just can't see enough, I'm going to be a mess!"
Linda, watching, already knew this. "Here, let me help." Whereupon she clambered into the front seat, a difficult move which completely exposed her naked lower body (much to Mike's and my delight), and plunked herself down straddling Luann's lap, their faces inches apart. She went to work in earnest, transforming Luann from wholesome mom to seductive temptress.
Some kind of flesh colored stuff went on pretty much her whole face, which I couldn't figure since her face was flesh colored already, and then some slightly shadowy highlights which, I have to admit, really made her cheekbones look great, and kind of sculpted the contours of her face.

Next, Linda went to work on her eyes with soft glittery shadows above, some kind of line marker thing, and a tiny black brush. As she was doing this, I became aware that Linda's breathing was becoming labored, her breath coming in audible gasps. This didn't seem that strenuous, so I had to ask; "Linda? Are you OK?"

"Oh, god, yes,uhh, Oh god! Except if she doesn't get her fingers off my pussy I'm going to totally fuck up her makeup when I cum!"
I hadn't noticed, and neither had Mike, that Luann had slid her right hand up under Linda's dress, and with Linda sitting straddling her as she was had no doubt found her pussy open, wet, and available. Her left hand resting on Linda's right hip, her right was obviously diddling Linda to serious arousal.
Mike reached over and pulled Linda's dress back so that we could watch the action. Luann had her middle and index finger between Linda's pussy lips and was making slow smooth circles on her clit, giving it a great massage and driving Linda crazy.
Mike chuckled. "Goddamn! These may be the horniest women you have ever hooked us up with. Look at this, fucking incredible!"

Between Luann's stroking and having us watching her, I could see that Linda was about to cum. She stopped even pretending to apply eye makeup and, resting her forehead against Luann's and wrapping her hands behind Luann's neck, she began to buck her hips powering her hot pussy against the tormenting fingers. "Oh, oh, god yes! Right there, right there, oh my god, Ohhh!" I reached up and took the little brush from her tense fingers before she got the black goop in Luann's hair.
"Ohhh, oh god, oh yes, yes! Put them in me, please put them in me!"
We watched, mesmerized, as Luann pushed her fingers deep into Linda's soaking cunt, mashing her thumb against her erect clit. Linda crashed headlong into a shattering orgasm. The way she cried out and tried to power herself further onto Luann's fingers, I knew it had been a good one. Are there any bad ones?
I was glad we had pulled away from the store entrance, but people were still looking our way. I glanced at Mike, who continued to stare at this action, and listen to Linda's gasping cries. He was actively squeezing and stroking the enormous bulge in the front of his currently very snug jeans.

Surprised, I realized I was doing the same, and that a quarter sized wet spot had formed about 9 or 10 inches down my right thigh. I had to stop, and now, or that wet spot was going to get much larger, very soon.

Linda and Luann held each other for a minute or so, both breathing heavily and both still obviously very aroused by this whole thing. Luann's big nipples looked like two thick thumbs jutting out in the front of her thin blouse. I had to touch one. I did, she gasped, and my wet spot grew a little larger. It felt amazing, warm, hard, yet silky soft. I wanted to suck them, but this was the girls' time.
Mike shifted uncomfortably, and I knew the tip of his cock was tight against his belt buckle if he was at full size. Yes, I'd seen it before, several times in fact in college and since then when we've shared erotic adventures, and yes, women (or at least one woman) were always involved. We're close friends, but not that kind of close. There was this one cute little blond cheerleader that fucked us both into exhaustion every day for about three weeks... Never mind, that's another story.

I knew that Luann and Linda knew he was big, they had danced with him and felt him through his pants, but I also knew they'd be shocked when they saw him naked. The women always were.
Linda had recovered enough to continue with her application of the altering touches to Luann. Luann began to play again. Like me, she couldn't seem to keep her hands off the incredibly beautiful Linda.
Linda powerd her to stop, saying they'd never get done, and as she pulled her fingers out of Linda's slick pussy, I grabbed her arm and brought her fingers to my lips, licking Linda's sweet nectar from them one by one. Damn, I was so fucking hard! "Have either of you done this before, made love to another woman?"
Luann said "No, but I really liked that!" Linda laughed. "I haven't either, but now I wonder why! What a lot of time wasted, and over half the population that I've never even considered. What a waste!"
We all laughed a little at her enthusiasm, but it really had been one of the most erotic things I've ever witnessed. All the more so now, knowing it was their first girl, for each of them.
Mike groaned. "Oh my god, my cock is so fucking hard I think my zipper is going to explode. I gotta fuck someone, now!!"
Linda laid her hand on his bulge. "Oh my god! That is HUGE! You poor boy, too bad you have to wait. We're going dancing remember? You guys aren't going to blow your wads in a Walgreem's parking lot, I have much better plans for all that pent up cum. Just you settle down!"

She finished up with Luann's makeup, and had her turn for our approval. It was amazing! She looked, well, not slutty exactly, but incredibly sexy, and like she needed to be fucked long and hard and would take on any hard cock that came along. OK, I guess that is the definition of slutty, but so be it. Us guys thought she looked incredibly hot, and told her so.

She struggled with the effusive praise a little, blushing and dissembling, but when she looked in the mirror she was struck silent for a moment.

"Wow. Is that really me? I look so beautiful, so sexy." I saw her chin tremble a little.
"Don't cry baby, you'll mess up your makeup. You've always looked beautiful, this just makes you a little flashier. You are just a beautiful woman."

"Then why doesn't my husband ever seem to notice? I feel invisible around him."
Mike put his big hand gently on her shoulder. "Some guys are just big self-centered jerks that don't know a good thing when they've got it. He's an asshole, and it's not your fault. I guarantee every straight guy in the place tonight will notice and get hot for you. If I keep looking at you my hard-on will never go away! Trust me, you will inspire many impure thoughts before this night is over. Oops, it's started already!"
We all enjoyed his humor, and the mood was lightened. Linda climbed back into the front, leaving me alone in the back, and Mike fired up the truck and headed for the street. We hadn't even gotten out of the parking lot before Linda folded herself onto the floor, spreading Luann's legs apart, and started kissing her way up the insides of Luann's creamy thighs. Apparently it was now her turn to see how a woman does it differently than a man.

Hey y'all, this story will probably wind to a close in the next several episodes. Any characters here you want to know more about, or any other particular story suggestions?
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As Linda worked her way up Luann's thighs, moving ever closer to her wet and swollen pussy, I reached around the seat and unbuttoned a few more buttons on Luann's shirt, freeing her breasts. Linda saw this and left off where she was long enough to stretch herself up and suck each of Luann's big nipples, leaving them slick and jutting out impressively. She then dropped back into her crouch and refocused her attention on her original target.
I took over playing with Luann's tits, squeezing them and gently pinching and tugging on her hard nipples from my position behind her. From that position I felt her body tense and her back arch, and heard her gasp of pleasure as Linda's lips and tongue found their mark. Linda made a low moaning sound, deep in her throat, and moved her face against Luann's crotch in a way that made me think that she was getting as much pleasure from this as Luann.
Mike, reaching over to tug Luann's skirt up to get a better view, almost swerved into the oncoming traffic lane.
"Hey man, you're driving! Let me help the ladies while you pay attention to the road."
"Yeah, right. I can drive and still enjoy this, otherwise I'm pulling over!"

One hand gripping his cock through his pants, one on the wheel, and his eyes flicking back and forth between the road and the girls, he continued on.
Luann was beginning to really get into the oral attention Linda was providing, her left hand resting on Linda's head, her breathing becoming fast and loud and small cries of pleasure escaping her lips. "Mmm, oh god, oh god that feels so good! Yes, right there, yes, oh god don't stop don't stop, yes, perfect, like that oh yes!" She stopped suddenly, embarassed by the realization that we were watching her and hearing the completely uninhibited sounds of her arousal. She glanced at Mike, who just smiled at her and winked, then turned her head to look at me.
"Th-unh, oh god, this is so embarassing with you watching. I make so much noise but--oh oh god ohhh yesss-- but I can't help it , it feels soo damn good!" Linda just continued to lick and suck at Luann's big hard clit, completely lost in the sensation and in the obvious pleasure she was providing to Luann. She looked up once, and I could see that she had a coating of Luann's slick juices all around her lips and covering her chin. I wanted badly to kiss her, right then and there, but she was out of reach. Her makeup was going to need a little work after this.
I reassured Luann; "You go right ahead and enjoy this just as much as you want to. We are so turned on by this, what you two are doing and the sounds you make. There is no reamister to be embarassed, it's incredibly erotic, just relax and enjoy. We are."
"Ohhh, good, because I couldn't stop if I wanted to! Oh my god, I think I'm going to cum, oh god yes, yes, yeesss, oh god, unnhhh yes, now, unhhh god!" She reached a powerful climax that left her gasping, open-mouthed and quivering. As she slowly began to come down, Linda raised for a moment, clicked on the map light, and said "Look guys", and lowered her mouth again to Luann's soaking pussy. Using the tip of her tongue, she probed between Luann's swollen lips and spread her, pushing her big swollen clitoris into view. She moved and caressed it with her tongue, causing Luann to gasp and shudder.
Linda raised up again. "Did you see that big ol' clitty? It's perfect for sucking on and nibbling, like a tiny little cock. That was really fun!" I could tell she meant it by her glistening smile, not the least concerned about Luann's sweet juices coating her face.
I had noticed the difference between Linda's and Luann's pussies, Linda's trimmed almost bare, her nether lips tight and sleek, her clit small as a pea but hard and incredibly sensitive, and her pussy so tight! It felt like she was squeezing the cum out of me when we fucked. I swear I could feel her muscles milking my cock as I came.
Luann on the other hand had the soft downy reddish blond fuzz, sparse but definitely unshaven, big loose pussy lips that puffed up impressively when aroused and stayed puffy after vigorous sex, and that big amazing clit that just begged to be sucked. It really was like a tiny penis as Linda said, although I found that thought vaguely unsettling. It was as big as the end of my thumb, and when I (or now Linda) sucked on it it rocked her world.
Her pussy was somewhat looser as well, the legacy I suppose of her two kids, but it was always so incredibly wet and hot, and the softness of her thighs or ass pushing against me and those big swollen pussy lips dragging up and down my shaft always teased an explosive orgasm out of me. But I digress.
Linda settled again into the seat next to Luann, and the two of them just kind of cuddled, I guess you'd say, talking real low to each other and touching, always touching each other, breasts, neck, lips, hair, legs - it didn't seem to matter where, they just seemed to not be able to get enough of this strange new world.
We soon arrived at the Dove, and Mike chose to bypass the valet and self-park, which put us a little ways down the lot. I got out of the back to help Linda and Luann out, but Linda did indeed need to fix her makeup a little, and apply fresh lip gloss or whatever it's called.
As she did that Luann slid over and leaned out onto me, her arm around my neck. "Erryk, this has been the best night I've had in a long time. Maybe ever! Thanks so much for helping me wake up, I've felt so down for so long, but now..."
"Oh, Luann, I haven't done much, you just had this all inside waiting to get out. Besides, the night is still young, and I think it may get better still.
Besides, you have nothing to be down about. Even if your husband isn't all that exciting to you, he did give you two beautiful kids."
"Uh, Erryk, only one of those kids is his, but he doesn't know that. As a matter of fact, you are the only other permister that knows. I wonder why I told you." She slid out of the truck, a very nice move for a voyeur such as myself. She was still very wet and puffy, and her nipples were proud. I helped her refasten a couple of buttons, leaving an ample amount of breast exposed, and even in the dim parking lot lights her nipples showed plainly.
"Tell me about your kids."
"No, not now. It's a long story. I'll tell you tomorrow, come to my house for lunch. Tell you what, make it Monday, and bring Mike along." I raised an eyebrow at her but she just smiled wickedly. "Yes, I have plans. You'll see."
Behind me I heard Linda slide over. "Help me down please." I turned, and she was sitting at the edge of the seat, her legs spread wide apart, flashing Luann and I her slick pussy. My eyes were drawn as though by a magnet. Linda laughed "Oh Erryk, you never get enough, do you? I could show you this a thousand times a day and you'd still look, wouldn't you?"

"You bet! Me and any other man, right Mike?"
"You got it there man. The only thing better'n looking is tasting it, and the only thing better'n tasting it is sliding my cock in it."
I felt Luann shiver against my side. "God. You guys are such a bad influence on me and you talk so nasty. You are keeping me sooo horny! I'm a mom, I shouldn't be like this."
Mike had come around the truck and he pulled her into his arms. "You're a hot babe, and you should be exactly like this. There's plenty of time to be a mom tomorrow. Tonight we party."
I noticed her bucking her hips against the hard bulge in his pants, her ever so short skirt riding up dangerously high.
I lifted Linda down, and she pressed against me me, her lithe body showing that uncanny ability to form itself to my shape. I could smell Luann's sweet sex scent plainly on Linda's breath and in her hair. I slid my hand up the back of her thigh and under her firm buttocks, sliding the tip of my middle finger into her. She was extremely hot and wet, clearly left very agitated and aroused by the oral sex she had performed on Luann.
We walked up to the club, my arm around Linda, and Mike and Luann forming a beautiful interracial couple. They really set each other off incredibly well.
Since I was looking for him, I was the first to spot Joop, Linda's husband, pacing nervously in front of the club's entrance. "Hmmm, that guy looks familiar." Linda stopped in her tracks when she saw him there.
"What is he doing here? He's supposed to be waiting for me at home, keeping his little dick hard." Luann stared at her, while Mike stifled a laugh. She seemed angry, and I was surprised. "Well, actually it was my little trick, but he thinks you wanted him here, so he is here on your orders." She looked at me, puzzled.
"Linda, here's your chance. Make him watch you. Do what you want, but make him watch, not just dress you up and send you out to come back and tell him stuff. Let him see exactly what it is his wife does with other men."
She seemed to be warming to the idea.
"Instead of just bringing him home your panties full of another man's cum, make him watch as it gets pumped into you. I mean I know I'm the newbie to this, but it seems like a good progression, don't you think?"

She slowly began to smile, considering the possibilities. "Yeah. Yeah, I like it. Starting tonight he becomes a true cuck, no holds barred."
We walked up, and he came to meet us. Before I could make any introductions Linda stepped up to him. "Well, it's a good thing you obeyed my orders and came when Erryk told you. Since you've been such a good boy, maybe I'll let you taste anothe woman's pussy tonight. Would you like that?"
His eyes went to Luann for a moment, wandering over her with obvious hunger. She blushed.
Linda grabbed his head and turned it back to her. "Yes, that's right, her pussy. Would you like that?"
"Yes, yes I really would." He looked down, embarassed by these total strangers witnessing this treatment.
Linda said "OK then", and grabbed his face, forming her lips to his and kissing him very wetly and deeply. I could tell her tongue was well down his throat, and it dawned on me what she had meant. She was letting him taste Luann's pussy, but only from her own mouth.
She broke away suddenly. "Well, did you like that?"
You could watch the realization spread slowly across his face. It was almost comical. He fetishd out "Y-you mean that you, and she..."
"That's right honey. Now it's not just other men that get me before you. I've discovered how wonderful other women can be too. Now you're really at the end of the line. I'd rather eat her pussy and make you watch than suck your cock. What do you think of that?"
To me it looked like he really kind of enjoyed the idea. Mike pulled out a few bills to pay the cover, and we headed over to the club entrance, now an odd group of 5. Linda stayed on my arm, leaving Joop to trail along behind. I thought later we should have made him pay the cover charge. Oh well, I'm still learning.

As we got near the door I could see that it was a good thing that we had taken the time and effort to get Luann sexed up some for this place. There were beautiful women, some in groups and some with dates, in every manner of sexy and revealing outfit imaginable. The guys, a lot of them the young hardbody types, tended to be dressed fairly casually like Mike and I, and for that matter Joop, but this just allowed the women to shine all the more. As it should be.
Mike and I were probably at the upper end of the age bracket, but there appeared to be a number of guys, and some women, around our age. We could hear the music pulsing before we entered, and as we stepped through the door it got much louder, although not uncomfortably so. We could still converse, although one needed to lean in and speak up to be heard.
Just inside the fancy foyer to the right was the restroom, to be my first experience with a unisex restroom in a public establishment, although I'd heard of such things.
To the left was a small party wear store, exclusively women's stuff, and it was packed. Even at a sexy nightclub it seemed some women would rather shop. Not surprisingly, Linda grabbed Luann's hand and began to pull her toward the shop. "We'll meet you here in a few minutes, we need to get something."
Mike just looked at me and grinned, shaking his head as if to say "Women." Joop stood with hands on hips, watching his wife's back disappearing into the shop. He turned and looked nervously at us, and my heart kind of ached for him.
"Joop, this is my buddy Mike, Mike, meet Linda's husband Joop." They shook hands, and I know that Joop had to feel the sensation of his normal sized hand being swallowed by Mike's huge paw, then crushed in an iron grip. To his credit, he never even blinked. I've shaken Mike's hand many times, and can hold my own, but he can make it a test of wills if he decides to.
"Well, you guys wait for the girls, I need to hit the head." It felt inordinately strange to follow a cute little redhead in a very tight skirt into the restroom, but there it was. Inside was a sizable room, with several floor to ceiling class booths along one side. These, as it turned out, were the toilet stalls, and by some magic the clear glass became instantly frosted opaque when the door closed. That answered my question about privacy; I mean really, do you want to watch someone take a crap?

Along the other wall however, was a bank of sinks, around 8 of them, with a line of 5 urinals on each side, the old fashioned type that extend to the floor. The club was just starting to get busy, but several of the urinals were currently in use. As I stepped up to one and unzipped, I quickly realized the intent of this arrangement.
Women (and men I suppose) could be washing their hands and could just look down the line to either side of them and shop the exposed cocks of the guys at the urinals. Glancing over with this realization, I found one attractive brunette actively doing so.
This set-up made me uncomfortable, but I was in position before I had realized the implications, so I went ahead. I had nothing to be ashamed of size-wise, and wondered about the guys that did, but it was just so weird.

The guy between me and the sinks finished and stepped away, and there was now nothing (literally) between me and the brunette. I looked at her, her eyes locked on my exposed penis. I was having difficulty getting the stream started under her direct gaze. She looked up at me and smiled and winked. "If you just hold it there for more than 30 seconds, you're just showing off."
She turned and left, patting my back as she passed behind me, and I was able to quickly finish my business and wash up. I was unsure if I would use those urinals again. I'm not real shy, but I might opt for one of the toilet booths, unless a few more takes relaxed my inhibitions. Strange women watching men piss while checking out their cocks? I don't know about that.

As I passed the booths on the way out, I distinctly heard sounds of passion coming from one, and could make out the shadowy shape of at least two people inside. Ah, so it was that kind of place.
As I got back to the Mike and Joop, I could see that they were speaking earnestly to each other, Mike asking Joop questions, and he answering. The girls were still nowhere in sight.
As I stepped near I could hear Mike. "So you're saying you are seriously OK with it if me or Erryk want to fuck your wife?"
"Yes, well, Erryk already did you know, yesterday."

I winked as Mike glanced at me. "I should have known. Did you know that was going to happen?"
"Yes, it always happens. It's what we like, I help her get all dressed up and beautiful so she can go pick up men. I wait at home knowing she is with some big man, because that is what she likes. It makes me very aroused, to know that."
"What happens after, when she comes home to you? Are you all pissed off at her?"
"No, she tells me everything that happened, Sometimes we make love, or she gives me a blow job, or sometimes she just makes me jerk off while she tells me every detail. I love this kind of thing, you see?"

Mike shook his big head, still puzzled. "But why? Are you tiny and can't satisfy her, or do you shoot too quick?"
"No, not tiny I don't think, but she said smaller than Erryk, and you are probably bigger than me."
I smacked him on the back. "Hate to have to tell you this Joop, but he's bigger than me. Way bigger than you."
He looked back at Mike, his eyes flicking down to crotch level. Mike wears relaxed fit jeans, and did not appear to be straining his zipper at the moment, but the jeans are not as relaxed on him as they are on most guys. His package fills the extra space.
"And no, I can usually last quite long, unless she is letting me have her after, you know."
"So you like sloppy seconds, in your own wife. Man. You may be one happy boy tonight!"
Linda came up behind Mike, and put her hand on his shoulder. "So guys, what's up? Shall we go dance?"
Luann came up and kissed me, which caused me to notice at once that she was significantly taller. I looked down. They had found her some serious hooker shoes, red and sparkly with at least a 4" heel. They made her legs look great, but she was still a little unsteady on them.
I whistled, long and low. "Wow! That raises that cute ass up to a very cozy level." She backed against me, rubbing her ass on my crotch . Perfect.
Linda hadn't changed anything. You can't improve on perfection, and while her dress seemed conservative at first glance, the reality was that anyone that watched her for a few moents would be hooked, waiting to see what delight she revealed next.
I noticed that both of them had sparkly glitter sprayed on their cleavage. Apparently thay had played with the sample can in the store. Cute, but I knew their breasts would be noticed by all even without the highlights.

Linda turned to Joop. "Get us a roost. You'll have to tip the guy at least $50." He stared at her. "Well, go on, don't just stand there. If you are going to stay here, make yourself useful."
He apparently knew what she was talking about, and turned away.
I had to ask. "A roost?"
Linda laughed. "Yeah. They call the little private bays or alcoves along the walls that. Get it - The Soiled Dove, roosts? Dumb name, huh? But a great idea, I promise, you'll love it."
We entered the main room of the club, and I saw what she meant. At the far wall, the front I guess, was a stage, containing the live band that plays on weekends. They were rockin'. To the left of that, wrapping the corner, was the bar, big, well manned, and very busy.
In the center of the room, and probably at least 80'x100', was a raised dance floor. It had no rails or anything around it, just a row of colored lights under glass tiles marking the edge so that dancers would not fall off. That seemed a little iffy to me, and it was about 4' to the floor below. The dance floor had some people on it, but was not yet crowded. I had been watching for Joni and Jamister, but had not spotted them so far.

Around the dance floor, pushed up to the sides of it, were tables and chairs; more tables, high ones at the back, also filled much of the space between the dance floor and the side walls.
Those side walls contained the "roosts", arched alcoves with heavy bead curtains giving them a modicum of privacy from the main floor. Joop and a club employee stood in front of one such. He saw us and waved us over.

As we stepped in, parting the beads, a cocktail waitress showed up to get our order, and we each got something. I stuck with Scotch, though nothing as nice as earlier.
The alcove was about 12' wide and 8 deep, and could have held 8 or 10 people fairly easily. There was a low oval table that dominated the middle, and a soft C-shaped sofa that went around the back and side walls, with a couple of feet between the seat and the table so that people could pass in and out without stepping on each other.
Linda turned to Joop. "You stay here and pay for the takes. We're going to go dance. You can watch from here if you like, but don't leave."
I noticed that she wasn't asking him. She was telling him.

She grabbed my hand and pulled me back through the beads, Luann and Mike close behind. We walked up the steps to the dance floor with me wondering how that worked for Luann in her new heels and ultra-short skirt. I wanted to turn and wach, but didn't.
Looking around as we began to move to the music, I realized that our two women were the cream of the crop here. Linda is so stunning, and just has that presence, you know? Very assured, and in control of the room, much like when Id first seen her walk into my life. Had it been only yesterday?
Luann, excited and a little stunned by her re-awakened sexual side, just glowed. She was oozing sexual desire, and didn't care who knew it. If pheromones exist, they were thick around her. She was animated, laughing and happy. I loved it.
As we danced, Linda maneuvered us near the edge of the floor, near the row of colored lights and a table of 5 guys that were watching the dancers from below, no doubt looking up the short skirts that many of the women wore.
Linda's dress was longer, but still they had to admire the way it moved with her body, hiding and revealing. We danced there for a few moments, then she turned her back to me, pressing against me and rubbing her body against mine as she undulated her torso. We were both facing the edge of the floor, right over the sunken lights.
She began to slowly sink down, lower and lower, bending at the knees and spreading her legs wide apart. Her skirt flowed up her thighs as she lowered herself, and I knew, with her head now even with my belt buckle, that the guys were getting a full, spread, open shot of her sweet pussy.

The guys all stared, and I watched one's lips form the words 'Damn, look how wet she is!' I couldn't hear him, but I knew exactly what he said. I slid my hand down her neck, and lifted her chin, slowly raising her back up to me, and we moved away.
"God woman! Did you enjoy that?"

"Very much, but look over there. It was really for him."
I hadn't realized, but along the wall, directly behind the table she had just wowed, stood Joop, just outside our bead curtain. He had seen the whole thing, and his face was a mask. I suspect he was very aroused by his wife's show.
We stayed on the dance floor through a couple more mistergs, at some point swapping partners. As Luann and I slow danced through one of the more mellow mistergs that had been played tonight, I saw Linda detach herself from, Mike and lead him down the stairs and back to our little room. She, Mike, and her husband disappeared behind the curtain, and I refocused on the sweet hot little strawberry blond in my arms. She felt so good, and smelled even better. I was hard against her stomach, and she was very aware of it.

We danced through a couple more mistergs, and as we got into one with a much faster dance beat I could tell that Luann was really getting into it. She moved very gracefully and seductively, her body caught up in the music. Her breasts moved very distractingly under her thin blouse, and she seemed completely unaware of the effect her actions, not to mention her very short skirt, were having not only on me but on a number of other men around the floor.
I maneuvered her near the edge of the floor where 4 of the 5 guys remained at their table, and where the uplights would display Luann to them to maximym advantage. They noticed immediately.
I pulled her to me and spoke into her ear. "You know that those guys are looking up your skirt, right?" She glanced around, seemingly startled, and caught one of the guys smiling up at her. She smiled back, then turned her back on them. "Let 'em! They don't seem to have women along, so I might as well give them a cheap thrill."
I laughed at her sudden brazeness. "You mean a cheap thrill and a stiff dick. I think you're right, we have been a bad influence on you."

"Do you really think I gave any of them a stiff dick? That makes me so horny!" The misterg ended, and I heard one of the guys object as I led Luann from the dance floor over to the steps. I grinned at him as I flipped him the bird, and he laughed good-naturedly.
We made our way over to our room, or our 'roost', as they call it, and Luann reached up to part the beads as she stepped inside. I was following close behind her, and plowed right into her as she stopped suddenly, knocking her forward and almost into the low table.
As I passed through the beads I saw why she had stopped. Seated on the edge of the low table, facing the sofa area, was Joop, Linda's husband. Standing facing him, about 18" in front of him, was Mike. Sitting behind Mike on the sofa was Linda, but I knew that only by intuition and the fact that I recognized her legs and the big diamond on her left hand.
Other than her legs, which Mike stood between, and her arms, which were wrapped around his hips from behind, we could not see her. Her hands, however, were busy touching Mike. We watched as her fingertips traced the bulge in his pants, alternately floating lightly over him and squeezing , cupping and fondling, a;; through his tight jeans. She had her husband's complete attention; he could not tear his eyes away.
One hand slid out of sight, then reappeared between his legs from behind, cupping his balls and squeezing him. Mike just licked his lips and smiled at us.
As we watched, she tugged his shirttails out of his jeans, and let her fingers run over the pronounced ridges of his hard abs. Her fingers slowly found their way to his belt buckle, and began to work it loose, eventually opening the buckle and moving to the button of his pants, quickly opening it.
As she began to slowly slide his zipper down, I heard her husband moan very softly. Being this close, and watching his wife seduce this huge man was *******ing him. I had to admit that it was very erotic, and with my arm around Luann's shoulders I felt her shiver with excitement.
Once Mike's zipper was lowered completely I expected her to tug his pants down; she didn't, but rather slid her hand inside his pants where we could not see it, but we all knew she was groping his cock through only the very thin nylon of his bikini briefs. We could see the movement of her hand stroking him under the denim jeans. Mike groaned and put his head back, closing his eyes. He was enjoying this.
Finally, just when I thought either Joop or Luann would step in and do it for her, she tugged his jeans lower on his hips. Not all the way down, but enough that we could watch her fingers play over the thick bulge of his cock through the thin white nylon. I noticed that she kept her wedding ring turned toward her husband as she squeezed the base of Mike's ever thickening shaft, the diamond glinting in the lights. Joop leaned forward to watch, his face less than a foot from his wife's hands as they stroked another man's cock.

I had teased Mike years ago about his old man panties, the white Jockey briefs which he had favored when we first got to know each other. I had worn knit boxers or nothing for years, but he still swore by his old tighty whities like his lady used to buy him.
After much teasing he had tried switching to boxers like my own, but due to his size he was uncomfortable as his cock hung out below the pants legs, so he gave them up, switching instead to the long line stretchy athletic style boxers.
He had liked the way those emphasized his package, as had several girlfriends, but he found them too hot for everyday wear, and had finally settled on the bikini style briefs he now wore, with the stretched and overloaded pouch in the front, a triangle of fabric in the rear large enough to avoid wedgies (no butt floss for him), and the 3" wide elastic waist across each hip, almost like a jock strap but thinner and less industrial looking.
As Linda tugged his jeans down to his knees, that full pouch was displayed proudly in front of him. He was at least partially hard, and the thin white nylon was stretched almost to the point of transparency. His thick cock and big balls were completely visible as they pressed against the thin fabric, and Linda's hands danced over him, stroking, caressing, and teasing.
I glanced at Luann and found her eyes riveted on the scene in front of her. She licked her lips as her hand went to the front of my jeans and began to rub my cock, already half hard. I let the arm I had across her shoulders slide forward, and dipped my hand inside her shirt, cupping her breast and finding her large nipple firm and jutting forward. I pinched it softly between my finger and thumb, and she moaned and shuddered slightly.
Joop spun around, surprised to find us there. We had entered quietly, and he was so focused on the show in front of him that he had been unaware of our presence. He reddened and stammered slightly "Uh, oh, hi. We were just, well, uh you can see..."
I realized he was embarassed to have Luann see this, him so obviously enjoying his wife with another man. After all, he knew that I was already aware of his strange habit of letting his wife fuck other men, and of not only letting her, but loving it!
Upon hearing her husband's voice, Linda leaned out from behind Mike. "Oh, hi guys! You got here just in time! You can watch my husband sit and be horny and miserable while I have my fun." She looked at her husband. "This is what you get for coming here without me telling you to! Now sit quietly and be a good husband and maybe later I'll let you jerk off while you lick my pussy."
I knew that wasn't fair, after all I had led him to believe that Linda had invited him, but I could see that her words just excited him all the more. Luann leaned forward and looked over his shoulder, then motioned me to look. Joop was clutching his very erect cock between his hands, just holding it tightly as he watched his wife fondle Mikes much larger manhood.
Linda's eyes followed ours, and she smiled coldly. "You can hold your little cock, but you had better not cum! I swear, if you do, I will find a way to punish you. You will not cum until I tell you where and when, do you hear?" He nodded, miserably aroused, and shamed by the fact that we were all witnessing his offense.
I can't say that in his shoes I would not have done exactly as he did; this was very erotic to watch, and I wanted very much to see what happened next. I sensed that Linda and Joop were breaking new ground tonight, venturing beyond their previous sexual forays. Linda was completely controlling the direction of this adventure, while Joop was just along for the ride. I think, but I'm not sure, that he was glad I'd tricked him into coming.
Linda was not finished a***ing him just yet. "Lu, look at my husband's little dicklet and then look at this big black cock. If you were going to let one inside of you , which would you choose?"
Luann instantly blushed, but gamely played along, staring at Joop's stiff cock. He moved his hands obligingly so that she could see him better. In fairness, he is not undersized, just average. Of course, average seemed small by comparimister to Mike, and he knew it.
Luann formed an 'O' with her thumb and fingers and slipped it over Joop's cock, easily reaching around it and overlapping her fingertips. She then reached out and gripped Mike's thick shaft through his briefs with her other hand. It was instantly apparent that she would not be able to close her fingers around that thick cock. "Oh, no question. I would have to choose the real man-size cock every time. I mean, a girl likes to be able to feel a cock inside her, you know?" Joop just loked more miserable, but his cock sure stayed rock hard. Luann took a little pity on him.
"I guess a little stiff one like this would be good for getting me warmed up, you know, opening me up a little and getting me wet and then pumping his tiny little load in me to help lube me up for that big snake, I guess it might be good for that."
Linda laughed delightedly at Luann's wicked use of her mate. "Yes, I hadn't thought of that. And I'm sure he would do that very quickly so that you could get on to bigger and beter things!" Now we all laughed. Sorry Joop, I couldn't help myself. Even he smiled grimly, perhaps hoping for just that opportunity, although I seemed to remember that he was more of a sloppy seconds kind of guy.
Linda said "Now where was I? Oh yeah." as she again settled behind Mike and allowed her hands to continue their exploration. Luann came back to me, now standing directly in front of me with her soft ass pressed against my groin and my hard cock.
I glanced behind me at the bead curtain, remembering that there were by now a couple hundred people on the other side, takeing and dancing, and that Jamister and Joni were likely out there somewhere, although I hadn't seen them. I realized that nobody walking by could see in because of the density of the beads and the way they reflected and refracted the lights, but that if anybody stopped they would be able to watch through the beads, and that anyone could part the beads and look or walk in. We hadn't seen the cocktail waitress for awhile; I half expected her at any moment. Oh well, if she had worked there long I'm sure it would not be the first sex act she had witnessed.
Linda leaned down and helped Mike step out of his shoes and jeans. For the first time I realized that she was naked save for her thigh high hose, shoes, and jewelry, and thought again, for the thousandth time, how magnificent she is. I mean my god, really incredible!
She slowly unbuttoned Mikes shirt and pulled it off of him, dropping it to the floor. Now he too was naked, save for his overstretched briefs and, of course, his socks.
Linda's hands stroked, squeezed, traced lines over the bulges in his briefs. His erection was powering the pouch out away from his body, and a gap opened between the waistband and his stomach. Down near the bottom of the pouch, where his cockhead was, a wet spot was forming, and growing rapidly as he leaked pre-cum. Linda's fingers found it, and made circles on the moist nylon, fingering his plum sized cockhead.

I groaned as Luann's hand, pressed between the two of us, closed tightly on my cock. I pushed her forward slightly and reached down, opening my pants and freeing my throbbing cock. Luann whispered "Oh, yes" as she pressed back against me, my cock filling the crevice of her ass and touching her lower back with the tip. She began to move her hips, sliding her warm ass against my hard cock. It felt wonderful, and I knew I had to be inside of her soon.
Linda dipped her hand inside of the gap at the top of Mike's briefs and gripped his thick cock, pulling it up from it's bulging jammed downward position. When she was done there were 4 or 5 inches of thick black meat extending above his waistband, stretching up to his navel. His foreskin was about half retracted from his purple cockhead. As we watched, a clear drop of liquid oozed from his slit and glistened as it rolled slowly down onto his foreskin.
Linda slid her fingers up his hard shaft and found that drop, scooping it onto her fingertip and leaning out from behind Mike so that her husband could watch her lick the glistening drop from her finger. I heard him moan.
Linda began to play with Mike's soft foreskin, pulling it up over the end of his cock and pinching it closed with her fingers, then rolling it back so that his entire shiny cockhead was exposed. After a few minutes of such play she began to slowly slide his briefs down his legs, gradually exposing more of his massive shaft. It seemed they were halfway down his thighs before the waistband cleared the bottom of his balls, which were hanging low and heavy in his dark sack.
She then pushed them down the rest of the way very quickly, and he stepped out of them. She had her left hand gripped as tightly as she could around the base of Mike's enormous cock, her pinky in the soft skin of his scrotum, the bright diamond on the next finger facing toward her husband. She brought her right hand up between Mike's legs and began to squeeze and caress the heavy balls, cradling one like an egg in her palm, then changing to the other. "Honey, look how big his balls are! I bet one of his balls is bigger than both of yours together. Are you looking forward to seeing these huge balls bounce off my ass when he fucks me?"

Joop moaned. "Oh god, yes, yes. Oh, oh no, I think I'm going to cum!"
Linda snapped at him "No! I told you no! You had better not!"
"OH!, OH, I can't help it! Oh, I'm sorry!"
Just then Luann stepped forward and caught the base of Joop's hard penis between her thumb and two fingers, squeezing him hard as the first drop of white semen gushed from him. Somehow she succeeded in cutting his ejaculation off completely, and he gasped as she squeezed him painfully tight between her fingers, holding on until the waves of arousal receded slightly and he retreated from the brink. His white semen ran down across her fingers, and when she released him after a couple of minutes she looked at it, then at him. She put her cum covered fingers to his lips, but he turned his head. Linda said "Yes. You clean her fingers, do you hear? She saved you from worse punishment, you owe her Now do it!"

He did, grimacing at first, but then getting into the feeling of sucking her fingers. He cleaned them thoroughly.

As Luann came back to me, her fingers now cleaned of Joop's cum, I raised an eyebrow at her, questioningly. She smiled. "Just a trick I learned. Remember, I told you that my husband is a very quick on the trigger, and if I ever wanted to get off I had to find a way to slow him down. That works, sometimes."
She grabbed my hard cock and squeezed at the base, as she had done to him. It was almost painful, not quite, but it did do something to drive down the edge, the sensation of being very aroused and needing to cum, although I was not quite there yet. Interesting. I hoped I'd never need it.

Joop had turned back to the show in front of him, watching his wife slowly slide her left hand up and down Mike's long thick shaft, squeezing and stroking him, sliding his silky foreskin back and forth over the end of his big cock, while her right hand, between his legs, massaged his heavy balls. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but it seemed that her wedding ring was always facing her husband, reminding him (and us) that she was married to one man but was busy showing him just how much she wanted another, and just how much more she liked this massive tool.

Luann was also completely caught up in Linda's show, and I could feel the tremors of arousal run through her body. "God, I'd like to do that to my husband, show him what I would do with a real man sized cock."
I was surprised "Really? Do you think he'd stand for that?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. Probably. He's really kind of a wimp, and he knows his little cock and 20 second staying power doesn't work for me." She laughed a little, kind of sadly I thought. "He'd probably be relieved that I had someone else to satisfy me so that he wouldn't have to feel guilty about being such a pussy all the time."
"Do you really think that, or are you just pissed at him?"
"Oh, both I guess. He likes to look at porn and jerk off more that he likes to make love to me. No pressure on him that way. He'd probably cream all over himself seeing this, just like Joop almost did, only faster and with a tinier little cock." The man is a fool. I'll gladly fuck her while he watches, even if I have to tie him down. His wife is hot, and now she remembers that.
From behind I pulled her tight against me and gave her a hug. Feeling my cock hard against her back, she reached around and pushed it down betwen her legs, gripping me between the tops of her thighs and rubbing her hot pussy against the top of my hard shaft. She was very, very wet, and I tried to maneuver myself inside of her.
"No. Please, not yet. Just let me rub my clit on you while we watch them. Please?"
"Oh sure, no problem. This feels amazing anyway." It did, especially when she reached down and grabbed my cock where it stuck out in front of her and pushed it tightly up into her cleft, holding it there as she bucked her hips against my hardness. I started to slip into her soaking pussy a couple of times, but she deftly avoided that and continued to rub on me.

Linda looked at us and laughed. "Lu, it looks like you've grown a dick! Short and fat, but it looks good on you." Luann looked down and laughed as well, the sight of the end of my cock sticking out from between her legs striking both of them as funny. I gave a couple of quick hard thrusts, sliding my cock against her pussy, and her laughter turned to moans. "Ohhh, oh yes!"

Linda's talented stroking was coaxing a steady flow of clear pre-cum from Mike, and it glistened where the stream trickled slowly down his shaft.
Linda, noticing the feel of slickness on her fingers, said "Look honey, he's leaking as much cum as you usually shoot. Don't you just want to lick it off him?"
Joop shddered slightly "No, I don't."
Linda leaned over and looked at him, an evil gleam in her eye. "I think you do. I think you want to suck his cock before he puts it in me, don't you?"
"No, I don't think I do"
Mike joined in "No, I don't think he does. I prefer the lips around my cock to be female, either set, thanks."
Linda ran her fingers through the stream, gathering several large drops of the clear, viscous liquid onto them. "Here honey, taste his honey. If you're good, I'll let you have a lot more later." I thought Joop would refuse again, and verbally he did, but while he objected it was as if an invisible hand pushed his head forward, and he took Linda's cum covered fingers into his mouth, sucking as he moaned and blushed in shame.
"See, you do want to suck him."
Softly, I heard Joop moan "No, no, please don't do this, I don't want to..."
Luann said "I do. God what an amazing cock. I've never seen anyhting like that, Mike, you are just huge!"
That broke the tension for Joop, and he leaned back. Mike relaxed visibly. I think he would have gone along, if Linda insisted, but really wasn't comfortable with it. I'd have done it if Linda asked. I'm a sucker for incredibly beautiful women, they can get me to do almost anything. Perhaps Joop had that same problem.
Mike looked at Luann "So you want to suck my cock, huh?"
She looked over her shoulder at me. I just shrugged.
"I really do, just for a minute. Does anyone mind?" No one did. She moved around the table, bending forward to take his cock into her mouth, not that she'd be able to take much. She wrapped her hands around him, his shaft now partly covered by both of Luann's and one of Linda's hands, with a lot still showing. Joop just licked his lips and looked dazed as Luann took Mike's big purple cockhead into her mouth, sliding her lips down his slippery cummy shaft.
This angle was perfect for me, and I moved behind Luann, lining up my cock with her wet and swollen pussy and slowly entering her. She grunted and groaned as I slid a few inches into her, then removed her mouth from Mike's cock long enough to say "Slow, slow. Please go slow and gentle. I want this night to last and last." She want back to sucking him, much further down his shaft than I'd have guessed. Arousal must have quelled her gag reflex. She pushed herself backwards, further onto my cock.

Linda continued to grip and stroke his shaft lower down, and to squeeze his balls. She lifted his balls to Luann's lips, and Luann released his slick ebony cock with an audible slurp and took one of Mike's huge egg shaped balls into her mouth. One testicle filled her mouth, and she bathed it thoroughly before moving to the other and repeating her performance. It was a very hot performance. The room also seemed to be getting hotter.

Joop watched, rapt, his lips slightly parted, breathing very rapidly. His hard cock still stood out from the front of his pants, pointing at the ceiling.

By now I was deep within Luann, soaking in her slick grip and fucking her with small slow strokes, staying deep inside of her.
Linda moved around and sat on her husband's legs, being careful not to touch his cock or position herself where he could slip it into her. Sitting so, on her husband's lap, she leaned in so that she could share Mike's big cock with Luann.
I've never measured Mike of course, or even really asked him, but he sometimes makes joking references to his foot-long weiner. I guarantee that this night it was at least that. He was enormously aroused, and enormous as a result. There was plenty for the two girls to share, and they did, licking and sucking, kissing each other from time to time, at one point each had one of his balls in their mouth and they were nose to nose as they sucked on his scrotum.
I continued to enjoy Luann from behind, not cumming only because I already had earlier. Otherwise I would have been lost. I'm not sure how Mike held out, it was amazing, but he was enjoying this, head back eyes closed, beads of sweat on his neck and forehead.
It all proved too much for Joop, and he cried out and grabbed his cock, pumping several squirts of white semen into the air and onto Linda's hip and leg where she sat on him.
She stopped sucking Mike's cock long enough to glare at Joop, shaking her head. "I warned you."
I wondered how she would decide to punish him. I think she already knew.

Stormy,
Whilst I don't normally raise things from the dead like this, I re-read this yesterday and wondered if you actually meant it to end where you did. It was a pretty good read in one go too!