by Doris Joe
The guys whistled. Cindy turned around for them to admire. I took drink orders and soon we were all chatting away, Cindy in the center. Her perfume scented the air. I could see Donk's eyes glistening, a perpetual smile on his face. I had a hard on in my pants.
The brothas talked about football, teasing one another as they became a little tipsy. Cindy flirted with them all, until one of them might make a grab for her.
"Now don't get rushed, honey. We're all looking forward to your dance. Let me start the music."
"Let it rip, Leroy." Leroy cranked up the CD player and we were serenaded by the classic opening strains of "The Stripper." Cindy began her routine, only performed privately for me until then.
She was very good. Her struts had just the right bounce and she took the little mincing steps of the true burlesque queen. Weaving in front of us, she teased with the boa and briefly raised the skirt to her knee, exposing black stockings with back seams. She took her time. I could feel the tension in the room as she played with the zipper at her back. It seemed an age before she slowly pulled it down, and even more slowly began to shimmy out of the dress. The males applauded.
"Oh yeah, baby! Show us your stuff. Take it off!" The dress slipped to the floor, exposing Cindy's petite figure in her sexiest underwear: black push-up bra, black garter belt, and wispy thong black panties with little red stars in front. When she turned around and wiggled her cute little butt, the air cracked with sexual excitement.
Shorn of her dress, we could see Cindy's petite figure in all its glory. Slim like a teenager, with satiny thighs and breasts a bit big for her size, she exuded sensuousness.
Clearly loving it, Cindy gave us the full treatment. She ran her fingers over her panties, undulating to the beat.
"Take it off, baby! Pull it down and let's see that cunt!" Cindy obliged us. Hooking the elastic of her thong, she edged it away from her mound, exposing her pubic hair. She pulled the thong down her legs and stepped out, the stiletto of her heel kicking them away. The six of us were drooling with lust.
"Am I the only one undressing here?" She batted her eyes at us. Quickly we all removed our clothing, down to our shorts. All of us were bulging at the crotch, which made our shorts billow out like tents. Cindy fingered herself to the music. She lingered over her clitoral bud, and ran up and down her glistening slit. We rubbed our shorts over our raging pricks.
"Take them off!" she cooed to us. We didn't hesitate. As the shorts came off, I could see my wife's eyes bulge. She looked in amazement from one to another, as if measuring their immense size. She stopped dancing and approached Bulldog, gazing at the fat black trunk of his penis waving in front of her. It looked like a big rubber baton, thick as her arm and dripping with pre-cum.
She reached for it and had to grab with two hands to get hold of it.
"Do you like that, baby?"
"What are you gonna do with it?" she asked.
"Anything you want."
Next she turned to Whoppie, whose enormous prick stretched out in front of him like a baton. She gave it a pat. "Save that one for my butt." "I'll keep this plunger ready, sweetie." Python was next. His coal black namesake hung in a long bow out from his loins. He was so tall Cindy could easily bend down to give it a kiss.
"You like to suck, honey?”
"Hmm, yes. I'd like to work on that." She gave him one of her sweetest smiles. She went over to Donk. I heard her breath intake as she sized up his monstrous penis. It was the closest thing I'd ever seen to the proverbial "beer can" tool. At least nine inches long and fat as a beer can. I could see my wife lusting for it.
"I want that in my pussy," she commanded.
"You got it, darling."
I couldn't believe how raunchy my wife was acting to these near strangers. She must have been extremely horny to turn into such a slut. She gave Leroy a big kiss.
"I won't forget you. Or you," she said, turning to me. "Now, who's first?" Six men offered their services. Pre-cum dripped to the floor. She ended up taking Leroy first, right on the carpet in front of us. I'd seen this before. She licked his cock for a short time and then spread her legs for him to enter her. It slid in like someone had greased the way. They fucked for about a minute when I watched Cindy's first climax. It was soft but trembling. I knew she would want a lot more.
Leroy pulled off to let another have a go. Leroy didn't want to come too fast. The others took their cue from him, fucking her just long enough for her to orgasm before giving the next man his turn. I watched with fascination as their huge cocks slid into her without the slightest difficulty. From the angle I had, they went up to their balls.
Donkey went last. Cindy gave a big grunt of pleasure as his fat tool rammed into her. He pushed it in all the way. I could see his huge balls tight up against her crotch. They looked like a bulging black pouch filled with two fat apples. He snorted as he pumped her wet hole, stroking faster. Eyes closed and breathing fast, Cindy came hard, screeching with pleasure.
I almost ejaculated.
Donkey fucked her to another panting orgasm and then rolled off. "Keep giving it to her, everybody. She's gonna come all night," said Leroy. The five of them gave it to her in a round robin. My wife was coming continuously; one climax barely ended before the next wave began. I could see her panting. I knew she could go for quite a while, her lung power developed by the habit of jogging fifteen miles a week.
My cock ached for a fuck. I had a raging erection, which I felt would erupt with sperm as soon as I entered her. I held back. After nearly an hour of this, Leroy asked me to lie on the floor. He positioned Cindy on top in the 69 position. She licked my aching penis. It felt wonderful. Right over my face I saw an enormous black cock positioning itself against her vaginal opening. It pushed and slid inside, stopping a moment before stroking in slow hard thrusts. The huge balls were slapping against my forehead. I sniffed fresh cunt juice.
I think it was Bulldog, but couldn't be sure. Cindy was no longer licking me. The fucks got deeper and harder. The cock pistoned. I felt Cindy convulse with orgasm. I scented fresh male semen. The thrusting slowly subsided and they lay there a moment. He pulled out. I did my best to catch the flood of spunk flowing from my wife's open slit. I swallowed and swallowed, gulping down the salty liquid. Cindy rose up on her knees and squeezed the muscles of her vagina. Another salty gulp filled my mouth. I swallowed it as best I could.
Cindy was prone again. I felt her take my throbbing cock in her mouth. I wanted to come bad. She teased it with her tongue, not quite hard enough to release the pressure. Another fat black penis, probably Python, appeared in my view. Again it entered my wife. I felt her stiffen with pleasure as its long shaft sunk into her wet hole.
She stopped working on my cock. My sweetheart wiggled her ass in a circular motion as the prick pounded away. I heard her sob with pleasure as the first orgasm took her. The second was more intense. The third time I felt the man stiffen and could see his thighs jerk as he emptied his seed into her womb. Cindy cried out and pounded the floor with her fists.
Again I had to eat the hot semen as it erupted from the slit over my face. My cock was once again sucked deliciously and I could feel my orgasm building. And again, Cindy stopped to squeeze the rest of the cum from her hole. When I had lapped it up, another penis appeared before my eyes and shoved into place. Cum was dripping into my face as he thrust his tool home.
This one took his time. I guessed it to be Whoppie, but couldn't tell. Cindy's body was wracked with orgasms. She couldn't attend to my cock. I lay there watching the penis do her just an inch or so from my face. I needed to come and felt close to it even without Cindy's tongue.
By the time I got her cleaned up after Whoppie, I thought I must have eaten a cup or more of cum. The aroma of sperm was everywhere. I didn't know if I could manage much longer.
But I did. I could tell the next one was Leroy, because I knew his cock. He expertly worked my honey up to another wave of orgasms, before loosing a load of frothy semen, which I could bar
ely handle.
When Cindy calmed down enough to return her attentions to my prick, I really felt I would come. I almost did, but she stopped again, filling my mouth with more black cum before I could protest. The last one in was Donk. She was so open and slippery that the black ‘beer-can’ cock just disappeared into her with nary a sound. She rocked back into it as Donk gave it to her forcefully. She came the first time within twenty seconds and never stopped. I think it would have been just one long climax if Donk hadn't exploded himself about two minutes later. With considerable difficulty I swallowed his load; or rather loads, because it just kept pouring out of her. I was motivated. This time I felt sure I would get my turn to come.
As I hoped Cindy finally got herself under enough control to revisit my prick. My wife is an expert cocksucker, and she knows exactly how I like it. She also knows how to tease to make it last, and bring me to the brink of ejaculation and then hold off until the pressure eases before taking me for another ride.
She performed this on me deliciously. My balls felt like they were about to burst. I was finally going to come! I felt the explosion about to start. It felt exquisite.
Suddenly Cindy stopped. I cried out, "Honey, don't stop!" "Now, darling, you know our friends are all thirsty and hungry after all that wonderful fun. We can't neglect them. Besides, I'm sure you'll get another chance. I want you to get us some wine, beer and nice take-out food while we rest awhile."
I was extremely frustrated, and wanted to argue with her. But I couldn't be rude to our friends. I got up and went to the kitchen. "There's not much here," I said. "Didn't you stock it?" "Sorry, Bill," said Leroy. "We only arrived a little before you did. There's a place in town which should be open."
"Bill will go, Leroy," Cindy assured us. "The rest of us need to take it easy!" I had no choice but to dress and go for provisions. I had to pull my pants over my boner, which would not go down. It felt sensitive to the fabric. I left them in the living room, talking like old friends, and headed for the store. It took me about fifteen minutes to find the place. It was closed. I asked at a gas station and was directed to the next town, almost ten miles away. Riding in the car, I felt excited yet frustrated by what had happened. Why was Cindy making things hard for me?
I reached the town and finally found the place. Fortunately, I got what we needed: beer, white wine, sandwiches, and loads of chips. The salesgirl gave me a strange look as I left. Could have been the boner in my pants.
When I returned to the condo, I heard Cindy moaning from the bedroom. She was in there with Python. The others were lounging around, glad for more beer. They had decided to fuck her again, one at time. The second go would allow each one to take his time and give her the full treatment.
Ten minutes later I heard my wife call out. "Bill, come and help!"
I went in to the bedroom to find Cindy sitting on Python's cock. They were breathing heavily. "Here," she said, "I'm gonna pull off and you get under me and clean me up." I had to lean over and look up while she changed position then lowered herself on my face. Again, I sucked at the salty sperm oozing from her crack. After I was finished she gave me a big kiss.
An hour later I had eaten another four semen meals, while our companions downed beer and sandwiches. The last time I went to the bedroom Cindy motioned me to her. She leaned over to kiss me. When our lips met, my mouth was again flooded with fresh, sticky spunk. Cindy gave me a lovely smile as we licked out lips.
"Now it's your turn, darling." She called the boys to join us in the bedroom.
"I'm gonna give Bill his reward for being so nice."
"Go to it, baby!" It was Donk who called out.
They gathered round. I stripped out of my pants and Cindy took my still hard penis in her mouth. She sucked expertly until I felt the pleasure rising to a finish. To my surprise, she stopped again.
"Don't worry, honey. I think we should show everyone how much you are enjoying the evening. I wouldn't want anyone to think you haven't had a good time while we've been having so much pleasure." She took my cock in her hand and kneaded it. Her masturbation technique could replace Viagra. I knew I would have a big orgasm. When it came a few moments later, I almost passed out. All I remember is watching as my penis erupted with spurt after spurt of hot sticky liquid, hitting my hair, face, chest, the bed, the pillows and Cindy. When it finally stopped, everyone cheered.
"Hey Bill! If ejaculation was a gridiron sport, you'd be in the NFL!"
I felt very pleased at their approval. "You see, honey," explained Cindy, "while you were gone the boys here were concerned that you didn't enjoy what they were doing. I knew just the way to show them how much you really appreciated all the fun."
When I woke at six in the morning, Barb was still sleeping so I started a pot of coffee for myself, got dressed and left the room to go outside for two cigarettes. When I quietly returned to our suite, she was sleeping so poured a cup of coffee and turned on her laptop computer to check our joint e-mail account for messages.
I couldn't believe that we had received almost sixty messages, most of which seemed to be in response to our videos regarding the upcoming trip to Natural Pines Resort and our videos that we sent out!
As I sorted through them all, one was from the owners of the nudist resort, so I opened that one first. They loved the videos and apparently, so did their members because by midnight they had already received several new reservations for the weekend and the weekdays that we'd be there. They requested that we call them around one o'clock today to talk about a few things.
There was also a message from Ava requesting that I meet her for coffee at The Brasserie in the lobby around seven-fifteen this morning. She wanted to talk to me about something which she didn't specify in the message, so I finished my coffee, took a hot shower and then woke Barb. I told her about all of the messages that we had received and my meeting with Ava which was fine with her. As she sipped a cup of coffee, I got dressed and she reminded me to be back in time for our morning date with Bob.
When I arrived in the lobby it was only seven o'clock so I walked outside the front door for toa smoke to kill some time. The hotel doorman was sitting on a high stool looking relatively bored since it wasn't very busy at that hour so he walked over to chat with me. His name was Chad; appeared to around twenty and said he was a student at the University of Missouri.
When he asked if I was on a business trip, I decided to have some fun with him and said, "No, my girlfriend and I only get to spend a week or so together four times a year since we live in different cities now. When we're together like we are now, it's more of a sex vacation because we enjoy sharing each other sexually with others."
He looked shocked before saying, "That's pretty wild; my girlfriend broke up with me this past winter because I suggested we just consider having a threesome sometime." I told him that I had a breakfast meeting but I asked him if he'd like to see a photo of Barb before I left. When he said yes, I opened my phone and showed him two nude photos of Barb. He liked the photos and commented on how young she looked. As I was leaving, I told him that she was twenty-two and he grinned as I walked into the hotel.
Ava was just arriving at The Brasserie and greeted me with a kiss which somewhat surprised me. She explained that since her sales conference ended the next day that she and the other vendors normally pack up all of their promotional displays around two in the afternoon so she had an idea.
She said that today her plan was to announce her retirement to the other vendors after she called her boss at in an hour to inform him. She then asked me if I'd be free later this afternoon to help her seduce a fellow vendor by the name of Zoe that she had been attracted to for the past five years. She hedged on most of the details except saying I'd have to be in a submissive role to her and I told her that wouldn't be a problem
At ten minutes before eight, I told Ava about our date with Bob but told her that if anything came up that I was available. I then hurried back to meet Barb in our suite and as I opened the door, she
was busy replying to the messages received about our trip to Natural Pines. She told me that several messages were from couples that sent us their photos and wanted to play with one if not all three of us. Almost all of them had included their photos.
As we left to go to Bob's room, Barb asked me to let her lead the conversation and in return, she'd do whatever I wanted as long as it didn't interfere with any planned playtime with Angela and Jasmine so I agreed. When she knocked on his door, he quickly answered to let us in and as soon as he did, Barb kissed him on the lips. She then said, "Bob, I know that we told you that you could watch us have sex but we got carried away about a half hour ago. So could Kevin can just watch us have sex and assist if you're alright with that?"
His facial reaction was priceless and after a stunned silence said, "If you're serious, that would be incredible!" Barb then kissed him deeply and urged him to remove her clothes as she fondled his cock that was hidden by his jogging shorts. As he recovered her bra, his mouth found its way to her nipples and then he started removing her shorts only to find there were no panties below them. As soon as she was naked, she dropped to her knees to pull his shorts off, then kissing his hard cock and balls for almost five minutes as he looked down at her.
When she stood up she took him by the hand and crawled onto his bed for an almost thirty-minute foreplay session of deep kissing, nipple sucking, mutual masturbation and fingering each other anally. My cock was hard watching the sensual spectacle occurring in front of me. When she looked at him and said, "Bob, I want to do whatever you'd like and there's no need to be inhibited because Kevin has to meet with a friend of ours about something." I took her clue, looked at my watch and then excused myself so they could have some private time.