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 NEIGHBORS 10

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   Author's Notes: NEIGHBOR'S is second book of the Gold Club Series.  Book
Two deals with the seduction and recruitment of a respectable 40-something
couple into the bisexual, anything goes, Gold Club.  After a few short
weeks of progressive debasement and debauchery, Jim and Candice willing
commit heretofore-unthinkable sexual acts.  (MF, M+F, M+F+, Mf, MM, FF,
MmF, oral, anal, exhib, interr, ws, mast, inc, preg, cons)

   NEIGHBORS By Art Martin CHAPTER 10

   TUESDAY - WEEK TWO

   By the time I finished my good morning fuck, Mike had showered and
dressed and was on his way to work.  Candice and I stirred from the strange
bed, rummaged around and found most of our clothes and went home.  Not
surprisingly, Candice's ass was really sore and she opted to call in sick,
rather than suffer through the workday.  I checked her anus for any tearing
or signs of bleeding, and fortunately I found none.  I dressed in my
jogging clothes and went on my morning run.  When I returned for my shower,
Candice was right where I had left her some forty minutes before, still
soaking in the whirlpool bath.

   I tried to think of something to say.  I had to be careful, after all
this was a new day and she might have a wholly different take on what
happened last night than I did.  Hell, I still couldn't believe what we did
to her, or what she wanted done to her.

   "Hey, Babe, you okay?"

   "Yes, Jim, I'm okay, just worn out.  Can we talk later this morning?"

   "Sure Babe.  You want some coffee?"

   "Oh, that'd be great!"

   The office phone was ringing before I could brew the coffee and bring it
back upstairs.  Tom Carraba reminded me that we were to play a round of
golf so I could meet some potential investors.  He had a 10:30 AM tee time
set up and we would have a late lunch afterwards.  I had forgotten all
about it, but Tom had set this up more than a week ago and I couldn't
refuse.  By the time I got back upstairs with the coffee, she was out of
the bath and drying her hair.  Even dressed in a robe with wet hair she is
gorgeous.

   "Candice, Tom Carraba just called.  I forgot all about it, but he wants
me to meet some guys over a golf game.  I've got to leave around 10."

   She looked at me inquisitively.  "Golf?  You sure have to work hard,
Baby!"

   "Somebody has to do it, and it might as well be me!"

   A troubled frown came across her beautiful face.  "We need to talk Jim."

   I dreaded the inevitable.  "I know Babe.  When you're finished here,
come on downstairs.  I'll be in my office."

   I dressed for golf and then I went to my office and puttered around
some. I was thankful I didn't have anything pressing at the moment; I
wouldn't have been able to concentrate anyway.  I keep thinking of last
night, of coming home and finding Candice being gang banged, and then
joining in.  Soon she appeared and asked me to join her by the pool.

   As we walked out onto the patio, she removed her robe.

   "Jesus, Candice!  When did you buy that swimsuit?"

   She flashed a come-on smile.  "Last week.  You told me to buy a thong
bikini.  Like it?"

   She slowly turned, modeling the most minimalist swimsuit I'd ever seen.
It was hot pink and the bottoms only partially covered her pussy mound. 
Thin strings ran from the crotch to the tie sides and then around back,
where another thin string joined and disappeared between her ass cheeks. 
The top fabric only covered little more than her nipples, and her bosoms
bulged out from all sides.  All in all there couldn't have been more than 6
square inches of skin covered, leaving little left to the imagination. 
Damn she was sexy!

   I whistled through my teeth, "Shit!"

   "Well?  Do you like it or not?"

   "What does this hard on tell you!"

   "Hmmm." She rubbed my crotch.  "Guess you do like it!  I bought two. 
The other one is a leopard print."

   "Either it has only three spots, or the spots are tiny."

   "Actually, it has a lot more material than this one does."

   "So does every other swim suit I've ever seen before!"

   "You think this one is too risqu,?"

   "Risqu,?  I think we're beyond risqu,."

   Her eyes probed mine seeking the truth to her next query, "You think I'm
a slut?"

   "I think you're beautiful," I truthfully replied.

   "Thanks, Jim.  I needed to hear that from you."

   We sat and talked for the next hour or so, about sex, sexuality, sexual
history, sexual desires and the acting out our sexual fantasies.  We really
only skimmed the surface before I had to leave, but it opened
communications and I learned a few things about Candice I never knew
before.

   First of all, she has always been faithful to me.  However, she has
always fantasized about wife swapping and having sex with other men and
even other women.  She never broached the subject with me because I was
always seemed so possessive of her and jealous whenever any man flirted
with her.  Besides, for years I was a church Elder and always seemed to be
such a Holy Joe.  She didn't want me to think of her as immoral or
sluttish.

   She had engaged in anal sex before we started dating, but she was always
afraid to bring it up because she thought I might think less of her until I
finally brought it up three years ago.  I thought she was an anal virgin
all those years!

   I also found out that last night wasn't the first time she had been gang
banged!  Again before we started dating at State U, she went a few times to
an apartment were John Marin, and some of his buddies used to have orgies
on a regular basis.  They called it the Fuck Palace.  The Fuck Palace!  I'd
heard of it in college, mostly football players.  I played baseball, but I
was never invited over.  She said she only went twice, and Dr.  Marin
doesn't seem remember her from those days, at least he hasn't brought the
subject up.

   I asked her about Dr.  Marin.  Why did she go see him?  Turns out she
really didn't remember his name from college.  He looked familiar, and had
gone to State U, so she figured she'd seen him there.  She only made the
right association at the gym last week after Mike introduced her to a
couple of men that were also in on the gangbangs.  One guy was now a
lawyer, Harry DuBois, and the other an engineer, Bob Franks, and when all
three were together it clicked.  DuBois and Franks also never acknowledged
that they had previously met her, much less had fucked her all night years
ago, they simply didn't remember her.

   I asked her why she only went over there twice, and she said it was
because she had met me!  I was a pretty straight-laced guy those days, even
went to church services regularly.  Shit!  It took me forever to get into
the sack with her at college and she'd been gang banged and had gone back
for seconds?

   She said she had wanted me to ask her out a long time before I ever did,
and that she fell in love with me on our first date.  She wanted a quality
relationship and found the man she wanted to spend her life with.  Until
Friday evening, she had not had a sexual relationship with anyone but me.

   She said that deep down it really didn't bother her that I was attracted
to Gina, or any other woman.  I pointed out that she was really angry.  She
said she was very angry about me sleeping with whores and the possibility
that I might transmit some dreaded sexually transmitted disease.  But what
did bother her and struck her as grossly unfair, was the notion that I
could have sex outside the marriage but she couldn't, and once it was clear
to her that I was having sex with Gina, she decided to have sex with Mike.

   After she saw Gina leave the house Friday morning and it was obvious
that we had sex, she was very angry with both of us and had called Mike at
his office.  He wasn't available, so she left word for him to call her as
soon as he got back to the office.  When he called she flatly told him that
I was screwing his wife.  They decided to get together at the gym after
work and discuss it further.  Meanwhile she had confided in a friend at
work who suggested that if I was sleeping with Gina, she should sleep with
Mike.  Sounded like a good idea to her.

   Mike met her at the gym and they discussed their mutual problem.  Gina
was out of town, but I was supposed to be home and they went to the house
to confront me, but I was gone.  She found my note.  She decided right then
and there to sleep with Mike.  She invited him over for a swim and
cocktails.  He left to get a swimsuit and she went upstairs and put on her
new pink thong bikini.  When he returned she modeled it for him, then he
modeled his own thong, and within a minute her bikini was on the floor
along with his thong.  They fucked all night Friday, and all through
Saturday and Sunday.  After work on Monday she went to Mike's and they were
fucking almost as soon as she got in the door.  Next thing she knew Jarred
and King were there and joined in with Mike.  The gang banging was an
intense sexual experience for her and yes, she loved every minute of it. 
But the best was later in the night when I joined in.

   She also told me that several years ago Silva Marsh had hinted around
that she and Jack might be interested in fooling around.  Silvia let on
that beneath his dignified persona, that Jack was actually a very randy
fellow.

   I told Candice that Jack had a secret room off his home office. 
Supposedly Silvia didn't know anything about it.  Candice had never heard
about it from Silvia, so it might be true that she didn't know about it. 
Access was through a locked doorway in the closet.  The room was tucked way
in an attic crawl space, complete with electricity, cable, telephone
hookups and A/C.  I was only 10 by 10 or so, with another closet at the
end. In the room, Jack had a sofa and a big screen TV, plus an extensive
collection of pornographic movies.  It was fairly common for Jack and I to
disappear for a while in his office, slip through the closet and watch some
very randy stuff.  Oh, we went to titty bars and talked about sex and our
wives, but I never got the impression that he wanted to swap wives.

   Silvia also let it be known to Candice that our kids were fooling
around. When Candice pressed her she backtracked and said what she meant
was that she thought her oldest son Toby had a crush on Sara and the Ben
had a crush on her daughter Brenda.  Our kids were together all the time,
so it wouldn't surprise me that some relationships were other than just
plutonic.

   Candice then went on to say that when Sara was just thirteen, she caught
her and a boy in a compromising position one afternoon.  I was out of town
and Candice came home early.  Sara claimed that she and the boy hadn't
really done anything.  Nevertheless, Candice took her to see Dr.  Marin who
gave her Norplant inserts to protect her from an unwanted pregnancy. 
Candice didn't tell me about it, because she felt it was none of my
business, and her only concern was to protect Sara.  That was good thinking
on her part; I would have gone ballistic and caused a major scene.  After
that she had Sandra likewise protected once she began menstruating.

   I reminded her that that they were all now practically living together
at the condo, and maybe one of our kids was fooling around with one of the
Marsh kids.  Hell, they were all eighteen and I'd be surprised if there
were a virgin amongst them.  I told her that whatever the kids did sexually
was their business, their grades were good and the police had been
dispatched to the condo only once in the past four years.

   I was a few minutes late getting to the club and I almost caused us to
miss our tee time.  Tom was visibly irritated with me.  I told him that
Candice wasn't feeling well this morning and had stayed home from work, and
that I was talking with her and the time slipped up on me.

   The two new investors Tom introduced me to were Bob Franks and Harry
DuBois, the jokers who ran the Fuck Palace along with Dr.  Marin back at
State U, and who had gang banged Candice many years ago.  Damn small world
we live in!  Back in the locker room after the game I noticed that both Bob
and Harry wore a gold ankle bracelet just like the ones Mike and Gina and
now Candice wore.  I wondered just how long it would be before these two
jokers would be between her legs again.  We ate and had a few drinks, and
both Bob and Harry agreed to pitch in $250,000 each into my drilling fund
to be spread over the next half dozen drilling deals.

   After coming to a general understanding concerning the drilling deal,
Tom excused himself and left the club.  Bob was about to excuse himself
when Harry said, "That call I got about an hour ago.  It was Mike Prescott.
Mike tells me you and your wife want to join the Gold Club.  Is that true?"

   "Gold Club?  Uh, yeah.  We discussed it last night."

   "While your wife was being gang banged?"

   "Uh, yeah."

   "Mike said that you and Candice, it is Candice isn't it?"

   "Yes."

   "He asked me to get you to sign our membership agreement, and go over
the rules and obligations of the club."

   "Okay."

   "First of all, let me ask this.  What do you know about the Gold Club?"

   "It's a sex club.  Wife swapping.  That sort of thing.  I know the
members wear a gold ankle bracelet like the one you and Bob are now
wearing."

   "You're comfortable with sharing your wife with other men?"

   "Provided that there is reciprocation."

   "Some of our members can't reciprocate.  Bob, for instance is a widower.
There are a few other unmarried guys, mostly college age.  Does that bother
you?"

   "I guess I have to look at the overall package.  Are there any unmarried
women in the club?"

   "Oh, yes.  Lots.  You see, we're really not a wife-swapping club; we're
a sex club.  The emphasis is on sex, unrestricted sex, sex with multiple
partners, male and female.  You get my drift?"

   "Bisexual?" I'd figured that out when Jarred's finger was up my butt.

   "That's right.  Switch-hitting swingers.  Do you have a problem with
that?"

   For some reason I felt embarrassed and I lied.  "I, I, I've never had
sex with another man.  I don't know if I'll like it."

   "Oh, come on!  You probably sucked a few dicks when you were a kid. 
Didn't you?"

   This was really uncomfortable.  "Well, yeah, but..."

   "You probably liked it, but stopped because it was queer.  Right?"

   "Yeah." He was right!  I did enjoy it as a kid, but I stopped because I
didn't want anyone to think of me as a faggot.

   "You've probably thought about it more than once since then.  Right?"

   "Yeah."

   "Lately?"

   "Yeah." I did get horny thinking about the boys staying with those
queers down the beach at Galveston.  I also thought about doing a 69 with
Josh, but it never happened.

   "Most men in this club prefer sex with a woman.  Indeed, we have no
"gays" in the club, but we all have learned to appreciate homosexual sex as
very enjoyable.  I'm sure that if you have an open mind and let go of your
inhibitions, you will quickly learn to enjoy a man now and then."

   That made my ass pucker up, but I did enjoy fucking Josh in the ass, and
I did enjoy Jarred fingering me last night.  I was at least honest with
myself; I knew I would enjoy it.  It was just that I was taught that it was
unacceptable behavior, and that made it exciting.  "I guess I'm going to
find out."

   "If you're serious about this, you will.  Now that you have an idea of
what's expected of you, let me spell out the details.  John Marin has said
that both you and Candice have been checked out medically, and you are both
free of VD, HIV, STD, you name it, you're clean.  We expect you to stay
clean.  One of the primary purposes of the club is the prevention of
disease.  It's a dangerous world these days and we take it very seriously.

   "The concept is simple, if everyone in the club is clean, and everyone
in the club restricts sexual activity to club members only, then there is
no chance for contracting a disease.  This works only if everyone abides by
the rules.  No sex outside the club, you put everybody at risk.

   "There are exceptions.  That is if you are certain that a non-club
member is clean, and then you use a rubber.  Generally we discourage it,
but we're human and we all find ourselves with a little strange now and
then.  But absolutely no sex with prostitutes, ever!  You will have at
least quarterly check ups to monitor for VD, maybe monthly for a while.  Do
you understand?"

   "Yeah, that's simple enough." I couldn't help but think of fucking Karen
the other day without a rubber.  Shit!  I hope she's clean!  And Sandita!

   "You never, ever, physically hurt anyone.  We don't allow any S&M crap.
A little gentle bondage now and then it is okay, but we carefully watch
that it doesn't go to far.  Of course, there really aren't any restrictions
on what consenting members do, we just don't want anything to get out of
hand.  If some slut really enjoys hanging weights from her nipples while
someone runs a raw carrot up her ass, who are we to say no?  No animal sex.
Do you understand?"

   "Yeah, I don't go for any of that shit either!" That was a relief.  I
didn't want anything to do with being whipped and burned.  Animal sex? 
Shit!  I'd never even considered that, but then I thought of that donkey
show I saw in Neuvo Ladero when I was in college.  That was really sick.

   "You may have sex with all members of the club, and vice versa. 
Remember, anything sexual goes in this club.  This club is for sluts,
promiscuous sluts, male and female.  Our unofficial motto is 'Nothing in
moderation, everything in excess.' You're absolutely sure that you want to
do this?"

   I saw that motto in operation last night.  "Yeah, I'm game!" I wanted
pussy to be sure, but I wasn't so sure I really wanted dick.

   "Good!  You and your wife are Mike's initiates.  He'll introduce you to
the other members.  Until you are full members, you will have sex with
whomever Mike says.  You're a slut and until you accept that fact without
any reservations just consider yourself and your wife as Mike's sex slaves.
Any questions?"

   Shit!  I was to be Mike's whore!  I was to allow him to pimp Candice! 
"You mean we're Mike's whores?"

   "No, not whores, sluts!  There's a difference you know.  No one in this
club is a whore, but we are all sluts.  I repeat, we are all very
promiscuous sluts!"

   Harry continued, "As a member you also have financial obligations to the
club.  You and your wife will need to buy stock in the club.  That's a
one-time twenty five thousand dollar hit.  The club doesn't actually have
any assets; the money will be invested in bonds.  If you violate the club
rules and endanger anyone or everyone, you will forfeit that money when
your ass is kicked out of the club.  Understand?  Sleep with prostitutes
and you're out!"

   There goes my fun in Houston.  "Uh, okay." Twenty five thousand! 
That'll keep my pants zipped!

   "Also there are some club expenses that we all share in, for parties,
financial support for our subsidiary chapters, that sort of thing."

   "Subsidiary chapters?"

   "You will belong to the Rockford chapter.  There are other chapters in
other cities, same rules, same club.  We have reciprocal agreements with
our sister chapters, reciprocal sex arrangements that is.  I understand you
are a State U graduate."

   "That's right, class of '79".

   Bob interjected, "Harry, John Marin and I graduated in '77."

   Harry continued, "Well, we've got a subsidiary chapter at State U. 
College kids, girls and boys!  We help them out financially, give them a
stipend to live on, help pay the rent, that sort of thing.  After all you
don't want them out flipping hamburgers when you could be screwing them. 
When is the last time you fucked an eighteen year old?"

   Damn!  They have college girls!  "It's been a while."

   "You are to keep yourself physically in shape.  No one wants to fuck a
slob.  I know you work out.  I've seen you and your wife at the Rockford
Athletic Club.  You both have great bodies.  I understand you both had some
plastic surgery about a year ago."

   "That's right."

   "Who was your doctor?  He did a great job on both of you."

   "Dr.  Booth," I answered.

   "Dr.  Booth, I've heard of him.  I may go have a nip and tuck myself. 
I'll tell him you recommended him to me.

   "Finally you are to never reveal to anyone the existence of this club,
what it's for, or who its members are.  Understand?"

   That wasn't a problem.  I wouldn't want anyone to know I was so morally
corrupt.  "Yes, it's a secret."

   "That's right, a secret.  We're all professional men and women, and a
great deal of professional and financial harm could be done if the general
public became aware of us.  I'm sure you can appreciate this."

   I could see that easily enough.  "Yeah, I could be ruined."

   "We all could be.  Now here's the agreement.  Sign here and Bob and I
will witness it and I'll have my secretary notarize it back at my office. "

   "Your secretary?"

   "Gayle.  She's also my wife."

   "We'll take care of the financial end tomorrow when we sign your
exploration agreement, so bring your check book." Harry added, "Mike had
your wife sign the same agreement at lunch today."

   I idly wondered if that was all they did at lunch today.  I hate to rush
and just sign a contract without a great deal of thought.  I wanted time to
consider all this, but I knew we had already committed to a course that I
had little control over.  No sense trying to haggle or stall.  Hell, it
wasn't much different than joining any other exclusive club.  "Okay, where
do I sign?"

   "Here...  here...  and here."

   I freely executed the agreement.  Bob spoke up, "Welcome to our little
club Jim.  Unrestricted sex is what this is all about.  Anything goes
within our few rules.

   He then continued, "I buy a big block of season tickets to all the State
U home games.  State U grads have first right of refusal on them, and
you're an alumni.  Next weekend is the Pineview A&M game.  Afterwards we'll
visit the Fuck House and have a toss with our young sluts.  You interested
in going?"

   That was a no-brainer.  Go to a game, and fuck some young chicks!

   "You bet.  I'd love to go."

   Truth is I hadn't been to a State U game in years.  Not that I didn't
want to, but the kids didn't want the 'rents around on big party nights
like a home game, so we always stayed away, opting to watch the games on
the satellite dish and then visiting on a more mundane weekend.  By the
time we were finished discussing business and State U football it was well
after 5 PM.

   When I got home, no one was around.  I figured Candice was fucking Mike
and who knows whom next door.  I went upstairs to the master bedroom and
there she was, in bed with Gina, their faces buried in the other's snatch.
I just stupidly stood there, watching the two beautiful women until I began
undressing and stroking my erect dick.  What a great dilemma!  They were
both mine for the taking and I wasn't sure which one I was going to fuck
first.  I decided to fuck Candice first, to show her my approval of her
newfound sexuality.

   I waited for an opening, but before I could join in with the girls, the
massive arms of Mike gripped me from behind.  His fingers tweaked my
nipples.  His right hand slid down from my right nipple to my hard dick,
which he gently squeezed and caressed.

   "Afternoon neighbor.  You enjoy watching these sluts eat each other?  I
do.  Are you ready to earn your bracelet tonight Jim?"

   My asshole really puckered up.  It was a moment I knew was coming, I
dreaded it and I knew I couldn't refuse.  "Yeah, Mike.  I'm ready."

   "No pussy for you tonight.  Tonight is homo night.  Just dick for you.
You like big dicks, Jim?"

   "I, I don't know.  Never done this before."

   "Oh, you'll like it, I promise you.  After tonight, big dicks will be a
main menu item for you.  Are you a homo virgin?  Ever suck dick?"

   "When I was a kid."

   "You liked it, didn't you?"

   "Yeah, I liked it."

   "Good, cause you'll grow to love it now.  Bet you've been hungry for a
dick for quite some time.  Haven't you?"

   "Yeah, I've thought about it."

   "That's what I thought.  You ever been fucked in the ass?"

   "No."

   "A butt virgin!  You've fucked ass before, I know.  And as you know it
can either be painful or pleasurable.  You want pain or pleasure when I run
my dick up your ass?"

   "Pleasure only."

   "Good, because we're not into pain.  Do exactly as I say, and it won't
hurt.  Now come on, let's see how good a cock sucker you are."

   He laid down on the bed next to Candice and Gina.  The girls paused from
muff diving to see what was going on.  I felt another hand on my ass.  I
turned and it was Jarred.  Oh, shit!  I was going to be gang banged!  I
tried to be philosophical about it.  At least it was only going to be the
two of them, unless King or someone else was downstairs.

   Mike commanded, "Come here Jim!  I need a blowjob!  Gina says you're a
great tease when it comes to sex.  Show me!  Give me the best blowjob of my
life and I'll be gentle with your butt!"

   Literally my ass was on the line.  Pain or pleasure?  I decided to give
him the best blowjob he'd ever had.  I sat on the bed and gently stroked
his chest with my hand, using a very light touch.  I've always immensely
enjoyed that and thought he would like it too.  I was right.  He closed his
eyes and enjoyed the sensation of my touch.  His skin was perfectly smooth,
not a hair nor stubble on it.  I was surprised that I found the feel of his
smooth muscular body to be pleasurable to me, and I dwelt on his upper
torso for quite some time before I moved my hands down past his genitals
and down his right leg, then back up again to his stomach, then down the
other leg, and back up to his chest.  As I did this, Jarred's hands were
roaming across my back, down my legs and then back up to my chest.  As I
studied his dick, I realized that Mike's dick was about the same size as my
own.

   I bent over and began kissing and nibbling on his chest, on his nipples
and down across his stomach.  I was kissing around Mike's genitals when
Jarred's hands found my already erect dick.  I really enjoyed the feel of
his massive hand on my dick, and I suddenly found that I had Mike's swollen
dick head in my mouth.  I savored the lewd moment as fond memories as a boy
experimenting with sex came to mind.  As I took the full length of his
hardened manhood deeper and deeper into my mouth and down my throat, I had
to wonder why I had denied myself this simple pleasure for so many years.
To get a better angle on his dick, I got between his legs on my knees, and
then sucked his dick with gusto.  When I changed my position, I broke
contact with Jarred's hand on my pre-cum oozing dick, and soon his wet hand
was roaming again across my back, across my butt cheeks, down my folded
legs and then back up to my butt.

   Just like last night, he began massaging my anus, and had soon
penetrated my anus with a greased up finger.  I knew what he was doing, as
I had done it myself before.  As my wife and Gina watched me suck off Mike,
Jarred was slowly and gently stretching my sphincter, loosening it up,
getting it ready for an evening of sodomy.

   Mike pulled my head up so that when he ejaculated, I only had his glans
in my mouth.  For the first time I knew how it felt to have hot semen shoot
into my mouth.  The taste was familiar yet different, as I had tasted my
own cum before.  I wanted more.  I was happy to have him invite Jarred to
change places with him.  As I nibbled and licked the fresh dick offered to
me, Mike continued stretching out my virgin ass, with two fingers, then
three.  The three fingers were somewhat uncomfortable at first, but as my
ass adjusted, it felt good.  I found that Jarred's dick was slightly
thicker than Mike's but was about the same length.

   Suddenly I felt the buzz of a vibrator as it penetrated my ass.  Yeah! I
liked that!  Mike would only run it for half a minute or so before turning
it off, then he'd ream me with it, turn it on, then off and then ream me
again.  Damn!  I wanted his dick right now!

   He pulled the vibrator out of my ass and pulled me off Jarred's dick and
rammed his own dick back into my mouth.  After a minute or so he was fully
erect again and pulled out of my mouth.  Mike said to me, "Jim, we're going
to alternate fucking your ass and having you suck our dicks.  So if you
don't want to be eating your own shit, you need to have Gina give you an
enema."

   He playfully slapped Gina on her naked butt.  "Gina, give Jim a hand,
and flush him out good."

   As Gina took me to the bath for a triple enema, I saw that Jarred was
entertaining himself with Candice.  The third enema ran clean and clear and
I learned that the third flush was an antibiotic flush prepared by Dr. 
Marin, to specifically kill and suppress coliform bacteria in the rectum,
and that I wouldn't get sick from sucking a dick that had just visited my
inner reaches.  Gina then took me to the shower and soaped me down good,
paying particular attention to my rectal area.  I took the opportunity to
soap down Gina's magnificent body, and I maneuvered her to where I could
fuck her in standing in the shower.  Just as I had my ready dick in
position, Mike opened the shower door and stopped us.

   "I said no pussy for you tonight, Jim!  Just dick!  Now out of the
shower!" He tossed me a towel, "Here dry off.  Jarred and I agree you suck
dick okay, nothing great, but you will learn.  Now come with me."

   I expected to be led back to my bed, but he took me down stairs to the
living room.  It was just he and I; Jarred was still upstairs screwing
Candice.

   Mike had me apply KY to his dick.  I made sure that there was plenty. 
Then he had me lie across the wide arm of the sofa.  Spreading my ass
cheeks with one hand, he applied a generous amount of KY to my anus with
his other hand.

   I felt the tip of his hard penis touch my tightly puckered anus, and
then he rubbed the tip around in a circle, gradually applying pressure.  He
added more pressure and began a bumping motion.  I tried to relax and soon
I could feel my sphincter yielding to his lust-swollen dick, stretching
wider and wider.  I grunted, as his hot spongy dick head penetrated my ass,
forcing the elastic walls of my rectum further and further apart.  It was
very uncomfortable at first, but it wasn't painful.  Mike stopped and
remained still about a minute.  The discomfort passed as my sphincter
adjusted.

   Mike began to slowly thrust with shallow half-inch thrusts.  After about
twenty strokes, he penetrated a half an inch deeper, where he repeated the
shallow thrusts for another twenty strokes.  He continued this driving
deeper and deeper into my virgin rectum.  I couldn't help but grunt each
time he drove in a little deeper, but damn!  I couldn't believe how great
it felt!

   I always knew that Candice loved it when I did it right, but I never
really knew what she was feeling.  Now I knew.  Mike kept driving slowly
deeper and deeper, letting me adjust, giving me great pleasure, until he
was buried to the hilt.  He paused for a moment and then began to slowly
withdraw.  He withdrew all but his dick head, then penetrated slowly but
fully again.  Now with long slow thrusts he continued to sodomize me.  Each
time he drove it in, I grunted.

   "Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh! 
Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!
Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!"

   I was dizzy with lust.  Like a pro, he kept varying his thrusts,
thrusting deep then shallow, thrusting slowly then fast.  That first time
he fucked me for at least thirty minutes.  The continuous rubbing on my
prostate took its toll and I felt an orgasm building deep from inside,
which swept over me like a torrent.  I shot my load all over the sofa. 
Jesus, it was intense, like the other day when Gina worked my ass over with
the vibrator.  He withdrew his penis from my ass, and massaged my back and
shoulders with his powerful hands.  I was an anal virgin no more.

   I felt his hot breath at my ear as he said, "You like taking it up the
ass?" I nodded yes.

   He had me roll over.  He pushed my knees to my chest and penetrated me
again with my feet in the air.  I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the ass
fucking.  I was his slut in body and spirit.  He fucked me for only ten
minutes or so that second time, when he withdrew from my ass.  He grasped
my right ankle and secured a gold ankle bracelet to it.

   "Wear this bracelet always from now on.  When you look at it you'll be
reminded of your ass fucking tonight.  Jim, you now belong to the Gold
Club, and I will be your teacher and you will do as I say.  The bracelet is
a signal of your free consent.  Understand?  When you wear it on your right
ankle, it signifies that you are ready and willing to have sex.  When you
wear it on your left ankle, it means your ready and willing, but can't
participate at the moment in certain activities.  When you don't wear, I'm
going to fuck you anyway.  Never tell anyone about the Gold Club. 
Understand slut?  Do you consent to anything?"

   "Yes, I understand and I am willing."

   He didn't say a thing.  He just pushed my knees to my chest and
penetrated me for the third time, fucking me hard.  He abruptly pulled out
again and said, "Come on slut, time for a real ass fucking!"

   I hadn't been aware of anything but Mike's dick up my ass for the past
hour, but as we ascended the stairs I became aware of the sounds of lust
and sex coming from my bedroom.  I could her both women wailing in fuck
lust.  What in the hell was Jarred doing?  I saw as soon as I came in.

   It wasn't just Jarred, it was Jarred and three other muscle bound men,
doing a two on one fucking of both Candice and Gina.  I recognized King, he
and Jarred were doing Gina with a duo fuck, while two huge black guys were
fucking my Candice, like an Oreo cookie.  Mike said something in the ear of
the black guy on top; he rolled off Candice's ass and lay flat on his back.


   He wore the gold bracelet, as did the other black guy who was still
fucking Candice.  Nobody told me there were blacks in this club!  But then
again I didn't ask.  If I knew before hand, would it have mattered?  I've
always tried to be open minded, especially when it came to racial matters.
The truth is I really didn't know any blacks, not socially, nor from my
business.  I played baseball in college with a few blacks, but we really
didn't socialize.  The only time I was confronted with blacks for the past
twenty years or so was on the television, in either some low brow TV
series, or on the evening news when there were riots, or listening to
politicians pandering to so called black leaders, or when some black was
screaming racial discrimination after being caught committing some felony.
Even though blacks had been in this country from day one, it seemed to me
that they never managed to assimilate like other ethnic groups and they
seemed to demand that some else should be taking care of them.  I couldn't
understand or respect their seeming wish to be kept as wards of the state.
Sandita had said they were stingy tippers, something I had heard before
from waiters and waitresses, and I just thought it as more evidence of a
mentality of expecting something for nothing.  Even though my general
impression of blacks was not very favorable, deep down I knew that there
were many blacks of outstanding character and intellect.

   "Jim, meet Shamar.  Shamar is going to let you suck his cock.  You ever
suck a black man's dick?  You haven't?  Well...  tonight is just full of
firsts for you."

   Shamar was huge!  He was very black.  The stereotypical big black
boogieman, his dick was enormous.  As black as he was in general, his dick
was so dark that it was almost iridescent.  Shit, it had to be a good 10
1/2 inches long and with a 6 1/2 inch girth.  He must have weighed 280
pounds, and he was all muscle.  He made Mike look small.  I was still
wrestling with my emotions of seeing him and his black buddy fucking my
wife, when I realized Mike wanted me to suck his big black dick.  I
surmised that my mouth would not be the only place that dick was to visit.

   "Mike, I don't..."

   "Shut the fuck up, Jim!  You're going to suck his dick, Jarred's dick,
King's dick, and Jamal's dick too.  And they're all going to fuck your ass!
So get between his legs with your butt up in the air!"

   The king size bed was crowded with three big men lying shoulder to
shoulder, King with Gina on the outside, Jamal screwing Candice in the
center and Shamar waiting for me at the other side.  Jarred had moved off
Gina and was waiting for me to get into position.

   Shamar taunted me, "Come on white boy!  Take a taste of Shamar's shiny
black dick!  Hurry up now, or I'll just ram my dong up your shit hole! 
Your pretty white wife liked it, and so will you.  Com'on, I don't have all
night!"

   Mike and Jarred put me on the bed, between Shamar's legs, my knees near
the end of the bed.  I looked at the monster I was supposed take into my
mouth.  It wasn't appealing to me at all, but as Mike forced my head down
he growled, "I said suck his dick!"

   I really didn't have much choice, I had committed to this and now it was
time to pay.  I closed my eyes just as his broad dick head touched my lips,
and I opened my mouth to take in his enormous glans.  He was much larger
than Mike and his dick head filled my mouth.

   I grunted a muffled, "Uhhh!" as Jarred ran his dick into my ass.  He was
slightly larger than Mike, so my ass had to stretch more to accommodate
him. He paused for a moment deep into my rectum giving my ass a chance to
adjust, then he began a slow in and out, with long leisurely stokes.  As
Jarred sodomized me and I settled in for another great ass fucking, I tried
to give Shamar a good blowjob.  My initial misgivings gave way to
enthusiastic sucking as I realized his dick didn't taste any different than
Mike's.

   I was nibbling up and down Shamar'great shaft when Jarred ejaculated.  I
could feel his dick pulsating deep in my ass as he shot his load.  He
withdrew his softening dick, only to be replaced by an even larger dick,
stretching my ass even more.  Jamal was still pounding away at Candice next
to me, so I knew it must be King.  He didn't thrust deep, just part way up
my ass working over my prostrate until I was forced to ejaculate.  Again
the orgasm was very intense, and my ejaculate squirted all the way onto
Shamar's balls, giving me a good reason to lick his black balls.  After
licking his balls clean, I began mouthing Shamar's glans again, licking and
sucking just the head, trying to bring him off, and when a great flood of
semen shot into my mouth.  I nearly choked.  The great dick went soft, it
was huge even flaccid, and Shamar got up and left the room.

   Jamal now moved off Candice and lined up his black dick for my ass.  I
hadn't gotten a good look at him before, other than he was several shades
lighter than Shamar.  He had about the same physique as Mike, but one
glance and I knew he was second only to Shamar in sexual endowment.

   After pushing Candice to the side of the bed, King and Jarred lay down
side by side positioning their dicks within easy reach of my mouth.  I was
at first worried that they might have my shit on their dicks, but the enema
had taken care of that.

   Just as I sucked in Jarred's dick, Jamal penetrated my now sore anus. 
My ass stretched even wider than before.  Damn!  I thought that was as far
as my ass could stretch, then I remembered one of Jack Marsh's pornographic
movies that showed a queer having a closed fist shoved up his ass.  It was
painful at first even though my ass had already been gradually stretched
wide.

   As Jamal thrust his big dick in a little at a time, but ever deeper into
my ass, I appreciated the thoughtfulness of Mike in choreographing my first
ass fucking experience, gradually giving me bigger and bigger dicks.  I had
a hard time adjusting to Jamal's dick and never really mellowed out like I
did with Mike, Jarred or King.  With every thrust I had to grunt.

   I now became very concerned that Shamar would be too damned big and
might rip my ass apart.  Every so often Jamal would stop and squeeze his
asshole, making his dick throb.  The first time he did that I thought he
was coming, but that wasn't the case.  After ten minutes or so I was more
or less adjusted to Jamal's dick, and suddenly I felt a flood of jism
shooting up my rectum.

   After Jamal pulled out of me, no one replaced him immediately and for
ten minutes or so I just alternated sucking off Jarred and King.  As much
as I truly enjoyed it, I hoped the butt fucking was over, at least for
tonight.  My ass was really sore now and was filled with a burning
sensation; I didn't think I could stand another go at my butt.

   Shamar reentered the room drinking a beer.  He, Mike and Jamal had a
whispered conversation and then he stood next to my bed near my head.  I
was relieved that he didn't have a hard on, but my hopes were dashed when
Jamal went down on him and quickly brought him to a full erection.  I
expected him to run it up my ass, but instead he rolled me over and went
down on me!  He sucked me with great enthusiasm, while Jamal mounted my
face, and fucked my mouth, running his dick deep into my throat.

   After about five or six minutes the two black body builders got up and
excused themselves, saying they had to go take care of some business.  I
didn't know it at the time, but Shamar and Jamal were business partners and
ran a carpet restoration business.  They actually did have to go and take
care of a flooded house where a pipe had burst in an upstairs bathroom. 
Whatever the reason I was glad to see them go, and once they left I noticed
that King and Jarred were gone also.

   That just left Candice, Gina, Mike and me.  Mike came up with four
coins, and for the first time we flipped a coin to determine sleeping
partners for the night.  It was a game we would henceforth pay often.  We
all flipped a coin.  Heads you slept here, tails you slept next door.  Mike
and Candice had heads; Gina and I had tails.  What a relief!  I really
didn't want Mike fucking me the rest of the night, and even though what I
really wanted to do was to talk to Candice, a night alone with Gina was
very attractive turn of the coin.  I kissed Candice goodnight and left her
with Mike.

   As I headed next door with the lovely Gina, I could hardly walk I was so
sore.  We cut through the back yard, so it wasn't necessary for either of
us to dress.  When we got inside to the den, Gina had me lie down.

   Gina said, "Okay Jimmy, spread your ass cheeks."

   I was fucked out and was in no mood for the vibrator or some other
dildo. I protested mightily that my ass had had enough for tonight.

   "I know Jim.  I just need to check you out.  I want to make sure you
don't have any tears or lacerations.  You took on some fairly big dicks for
a first time butt fucking, and they fucked you pretty hard.  I don't see
any tears, but there is some bruising.  You're lucky that Shamar had to
leave.  Judging from the bruising, I don't think you could have stretched
out any more tonight without some serious problems."

   After studying my rear for a few more moments, Gina announced, "You'll
be okay in a couple of days.  I'll tell Mike to lay off your ass for a
while, but he'll be back with his buddies in a few days at most.  All those
weight lifters seem to like ass fucking each other the best, so you better
get used to it.

   "One thing you must do is work your sphincter, strengthen it up, making
it supple, conditioning it to stretch and then spring back elastically,
otherwise it will just stretch out and then you'll have to wear diapers."

   "How do I condition it?" I asked.

   "Just squeeze your butt twenty five times a set, and do several sets a
day.  Do it while you're working, relaxing, running, whenever.  It's
simple, but absolutely necessary.  You did enjoy it, didn't you?"

   "I must admit that I did enjoy it, but Shamar sure has a King Kong-sized
dong.  I don't know if I could take him."

   She reassured me.  "Don't worry Jim, the first time is the roughest. 
You got it very rough tonight and you seem to have done okay.  If you're
butt fucking on a regular basis, and Mike will make sure that you are, your
ass will loosen up to meet your requirements.  In a few weeks you'll be
able to take on someone much larger than Shamar without any problems.  But
remember, do those exercises."

   We ate a sandwich and talked while I studied her gorgeous tits. 
Suddenly I felt extremely fatigued, and despite my desire to take her to
bed and fuck her, I barely managed to make to bed at all.



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