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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 23

   SUNDAY - WEEK 4



   I woke the next morning around ten, naked and in bed with my two
beautiful daughters.  Holy shit!  What have I've done?  The previous nights
activities were fuzzy but clear enough.  I had fucked my two baby girls! 
God forgive me!  That fucking Mike!  The bastard had set me up to publicly
commit incest!  Of course I was willing, or at least willing enough while
drunk!  Was being drunk a valid excuse?

   My stomach churned at the realization of the depth of my debauchery.  No
limits?  I clearly remember saying that to Mike.  Or was it to Bob?  Bob!
He's the ringleader of this god damn group.  He knew and no doubt helped
orchestrate the entire setup.  I should have seen this coming.  How could I
have let this happen?  How could I have become such a reprobate?

   I closed my eyes and dozed off.  I had a very vivid dream of having sex
with Sandra.  Somehow she became Sara and then Candice materialized in the
room full of leering spectators.  In a rage she pulled on my dick until she
ripped it off.  I woke with a start.  My dick was still being pulled on. 
Not by some dream apparition, but by a very real Sara.

   As she stroked my mindless cock to full erection, I was powerless to
stop her; not that I really wanted her to stop.  I closed my eyes and just
lay there enjoying every moment of it, knowing full well where this would
inevitability lead.

   Sandra was running her fingers across my chest.  I opened my eyes and
looked into her emerald green eyes.  In a soft low voice, almost a whisper
she said to me, "Morning, Daddy."

   "Morning, Baby."

   I looked over at Sara who was smiling sweetly at me as she played with
my stiff pecker.

   "Morning, Snooker."

   I hadn't called Sara Snooker since she was ten.  My god they were two
beautiful girls!  Sandra could have doubled for Candice except she had my
green eyes and the fact that she now had red hair.  Sara favored me, or
rather my sister Anne, except she had Candice's deep blue eyes.  Both were
sexpots with bodies to die for.

   "Morning Daddy," murmured Sara.  "You know Daddy, you're some handsome
hunk of a man.  Mom was lucky to find you.  I'm glad she will be sharing
you with us from now on."

   Sandra then moved her head down to my tumescent manhood and displaced
her older sister's hand with her sweet lips.  Oh, Jesus!  She nibbled up
and down the shaft before taking the head into her mouth.  Right away I
noticed that she had removed the tongue stud.

   Sara was not willing to be completely displaced and she spread my legs
and began orally massaging my balls while her sister sucked my dick.  After
a while and without saying a word or any other discernable signal, they
switched with Sara sucking my dick while Sandra sucked my balls.  I was
happy to find that Sara hadn't removed her tongue stud.  It was obvious
from the skill and teamwork they displayed that they had done this many
times before.  No doubt with brother Ben, and with neighbors Todd and
Jeremy, and god only knows how many others.  My little girls were teaching
me a thing or two about wantonness.

   Sara must have been able to sense that I was about to come as she pulled
off just before I reached the point of no return.  She began kissing me,
not like a daughter, but lewdly while her sister licked the free flowing
precum drooling from my penis.  I shot off onto Sandra's lips and face. 
Sara then began kissing her sister, cleaning the sperm-laden cream from her
face.  The two girls then lay beside me, one on each side.

   I sat up on my knees and turned around to view their lovely faces and
ample breasts.  I reached behind me and ran my hands up their inner thighs,
across their pussies, and up to their tits, my left hand on Sara and my
right on Sandra.  As I fondled their tits and nipples, I tried to decide
which nipples were the sexiest, Sara with her 40D's and nipple studs or au
natural 38C Sandra.  It really didn't matter; I knew I was going to fuck
them both.  The question was, which one first?

   I decided that Sara looked more like a slut, but I felt that I must
remain strictly impartial; after all I was their father.  I decided to
settle it sexually and I moved my hands from their tits down to their
succulent pussies.  My fingertips slipped along the entire length of their
moist vaginal furrows.  I stroked their eager slits several times,
gradually separating their warm pussy lips, penetrating ever deeper into
their hot and slippery cunts.  I began to finger fuck them, the first one
to climax I would fuck first.

   It was difficult to give equal treatment, but I did my best stroking
their G with my middle fingers while my thumbs manipulated their clits. 
Sandra started squirming around first and I thought she was going to be the
winner, but Sara wasn't far behind and as she curled up, I felt her pussy
contracting around my finger.  I continued to manipulate Sandra's genitals
until she also came.

   I got up and pulled Sara to the edge of the bed and spread her legs
wide. Standing between her legs in a slight crouch.  I jerked my
semi-flaccid rod until it was hard again and put it to her waiting labia.

   Now was a moment of truth.  I could no longer hide behind being drunk or
blaming anyone else for what I was about to do.  I had one last chance at
restraint, one last chance to be redeemable.  I thought for several moments
about what I was doing.  Bob's words came to mind, 'I never turn down a
willing slut.' I plunged in deep and bottomed out on her cervix.  I was
forever lost to any standard of sexual morality.

   I screwed my eldest daughter slowly and deliberately, rotating my hips
as I drove my burning dick in, making sure that on each inward thrust into
her welcoming womb that my cock head rubbed her G spot.  We were lost in
fuck lust, my daughter and I, and as I fucked her I played with her studded
nipples and big tits.  I looked down to watch my dick disappear and then
reappear from her cleanly shaven pussy.  Her erect clit was visibly
protruding and I stroked it with my free hand as Sara was holding her legs
wide for me.  Occasionally I would pause, buried deep within her pussy, and
when I did, she would contract her vagina and squeeze my dick.

   I looked up and saw a girl standing in the doorway watching.  She looked
vaguely familiar from last night, but I wasn't capable of putting a name to
the pretty face, nor did I care.

   I felt Sara's pussy contracting spasmodically as she let out a loud cry.
"Ohhh, Daddy!  Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Ohhhhhhhhhh!  Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Oh, Daddy!
Ohhh, Daddy!  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" She sucked in a deep breath and fell
silent, writhing in sweet sexual release.  When she quit twisting around I
pulled out, preserving my hard on for her slut kid sister.  There were now
several girls including Brenda Marsh watching the action from the doorway
in silence.

   While I was screwing Sara, Sandra was sitting on her knees, lovingly
stroking Sara's face and her curly brown hair, smiling in appreciation of
the pleasure her sister and her daddy were receiving.  After pulling out of
Sara, Sandra moved to the edge of the bed and spread her legs, ready to be
fucked like her sister was.

   I moved into position between her spread legs.  This time there were no
second thoughts as I slowly penetrated her until I was buried and at her
cervix.  I took great delight in screwing her just like I'd just screwed
Sara.  Only this time when I paused deep within, Sandra would contract her
pussy in a rippling motion.  Goddamn!  Where did she learn that?

   I fought to maintain control and delay my own orgasm until after she
came and I had to pull out and squeeze my dick just below the head on
several times to delay ejaculation.  I thought back to last night when I
fucked Brenda to multiple orgasms, and I decided that I would try my
damnedest to give my girls just as good a fucking as Brenda got.  I managed
to hold off and Sandra came hard.  I pulled out.  My dick was throbbing,
needing release, but again I squeezed it off.

   Sara was still at the edge of the bed where I left her.  She was keeping
her pussy hot by fingering herself.  I waited a few moments to allow my
dick to cool somewhat and then I spread her wide and fucked her again.  The
girls at the door melted away and I expected one of the boys to come join
me at any moment, but they never showed up.

   I now had my dick under complete control and alternated back and forth
between my two daughters' widely spread legs.  Each time it was easier and
easier to fuck them to climax as they were now burning with fuck lust. 
Several times I had to allow my dick several minutes of rest and I returned
their earlier oral favors before I could continue fucking.  I know I came
at least twice during the long sex job, but like that TV battery bunny, I
kept on fucking.  Every so often a girl would appear at the doorway and
watch for a few minutes as I continued fucking my girls into the early
afternoon.

   I was near exhaustion when Brenda came in and broke it up.  "Mr.  Jim!
Mr.  Jim!  Stop Mr.  Jim!  They need a break.  You need a break.  My god
you've been fucking them nonstop for over two hours.  Here, I brought ya'll
something to eat.  Come on, have you had anything to eat today?"

   I was dazed and stared at her, not comprehending what she was saying.  I
wanted to fuck her too.

   "Mr.  Jim, have you eaten anything today?"

   "Yeah, pussy!"

   "I don't mean pussy you dirty old man!"

   "I do."

   "Well here, I brought you some ham, potato chips, some sliced fruit and
carrot sticks.  I've also got some veggie juice and cold water.  Come on
Sara, you and Sandra need to eat too.  You can fuck some more later, but
right now it's break time."

   I slowly came to my senses and as my satyriasis waned somewhat, other
physical wants and needs came to the forefront of my fevered brain.  I was
very thirsty and I was ravenously hungry.  They weren't finished yet and
neither was I as I settled into the most decadent lunch of my life.  As we
ate, we hand fed each other pieces of ham occasionally favored with pussy
juice and cum or with fresh precum, and we passed slices of fruit
mouth-to-mouth, pausing now and then for a passionate kiss.  I knew thing
were going to get even raunchier later on after Sara began placing grapes
in her pussy for me to suck out and Sandra inserted a carrot stick up her
butt for me to savor.  I was glad when Mother Nature called and gave me an
excuse to get up.

   "Excuse me girls, but I've got to pee."

   Sara jumped up, "So do I."

   I went into the bathroom closely followed by Sara and her slut little
sister.  I walked up to the toilet but Sara stopped me.

   "Not there Daddy." She directed me into the shower.  "In here.  Come on
Sandra."

   Sandra and I entered the shower and Sandra knelt before me.

   "Go ahead Daddy.  We all need a shower anyway."

   I was about to protest when Sara briefly turned on the water behind me.
The sound of the running water was too much.  My dick could no longer hold
back my urine and I began to piss on Sandra with Sara directing the flow
across Sandra's face and body.  Oh Jesus, a new low!

   "Okay Daddy.  Lie down on your back...  Yes, that's good."

   It was crowed in the standard size tub but Sandra made room for me by
standing on the sides of the tub.  I laid down in my own piss gazing upward
at her pussy and as my piss dripped off Sandra's naked body it dripped onto
my face.  Sara straddled me and squatted, holding onto the sides of the
tub. She began to pee on me, rotating her hips forward to direct the stream
across my chest and up to my neck.  The warm urine felt wickedly delightful
as she played it up and down my torso.  I was grateful she hadn't pissed in
my face when Sandra let loose directly above me.  I damned near drowned,
but as I licked my lips and tasted her salty water my insatiable cock
became inflexibly rigid with excitement.

   Sandra stepped down into a pool of urine and offered her soiled foot to
me.  I began sucking each toe clean.  Sara then stepped into tub and
offered me her soiled toes to clean.  While I sucked Sara's toes she
squatted down and from a most awkward position she sat on my very hard dick
and fucked me.  Suddenly the shower was on, cold water shocking my body but
I was still lying on the bottom of the tub and I could do nothing about it.
The water warmed and Sara stood up to be joined by Sandra.  There was no
room for me to stand so I just lay there and watched from below as the
girls soaped each other up and caressed one another.

   Sara rinsed off and left the shower, allowing me room to stand up. 
Sandra helped me up and kissed me deeply.  "Let me bathe you, Daddy."

   I wasn't about to refuse her offer.  I stood in the warm water and
savored the sensations as she ran her soapy hand across my body and into
every crevice, fingering my anus with one hand and washing my cock with the
other.  I liked it!  She rinsed me off and turned the water off.  I was
ready to get out but instead Sara was back holding an enema kit.

   "Stay right there Daddy.  It would be easiest if you got down on your
hands and knees."

   I expected the boys would soon line up and gang fuck me the rest of the
afternoon.  That was fine with me, I knew I would enjoy it, but I preferred
to continue fucking my wanton progeny.  I got down into position and she
inserted the lubricated probe up my ass and let the warm enema bath flow
into my rectum.

   Before it became uncomfortable she stopped the flow and pulled the probe
from my ass.  I had been doing my ass exercises everyday and I had no
trouble holding the water in until I could release it into the toilet. 
While I sat on the toilet eliminating my waste, Sara gave Sandra an enema.
I was through just as Sandra needed to go and I yielded the john to her. 
Meanwhile, Sara gave herself an enema, and calmly held it until Sandra was
finished on the john.  Sara insisted on the full three-enema treatment and
as she prepared my second enema bath, she instructed me to get down on all
fours again.  After the third and final flush with Doc Marin's antibiotic
solution we all got back into the shower and cleaned our anal region
squeaky clean.

   We dried off and returned to the bedroom.  A tall full-bodied blonde
Amazon stood at the doorway dressed in red bikini bottoms and a cut off tee
shirt.  I recognized her as Wendy Baxter.  In a sultry voice she purred,
"Save some of that raw meat for me girls, I somehow missed him last night."

   I smiled at her knowing I would fuck her too before I left for home. 
"Later sweetie, right now it's family time," I said licking my lips.  I
felt a finger gently massaging my anus.

   "So I see.  Have fun." She disappeared from the open doorway.

   As she continued to rub my anus Sandra said to me in a low voice, "Lie
down Daddy on the edge of the bed."

   Suddenly I felt self conscious about the open door.  "Does anyone want
to close the door?" I asked hopefully.

   Sara replied, "No, Daddy.  House rules are the doors stay open.  Now you
just relax and enjoy."

   I followed the instructions given to me and lay on the edge of the bed
with my knees on the floor.  No one told me, but I knew to spread my legs
apart.  The licking started with the toes on both feet being sucked, then
the tongues moved upward, across the bottom of my feet and up my legs to my
buttocks, one licking the left side of my butt and the other the right. 
They teased me unmercifully, licking my balls and coming ever closer to my
anus, until they just barely flicked it as a tongue moved from cheek to
cheek before one of them finally settled on the prize, French kissing it.

   I lay there enjoying every moment of it.  It was such a lewd act that I
couldn't help but think what nasty sluts my girls actually were.  I knew it
really didn't matter what I did with them, they'd already done it countless
times before with countless other men and women.  I wasn't despoiling them
today or last night, from a sexual standpoint they were already morally
destitute, and at least now as their father I knew what they were doing.  I
was going to enjoy my new relationship with my daughters.

   As Sandra licked and kissed my ass, her sister got on the bed on all
fours and presented her ass to me.  I had to climb up onto the bed to get
to her butt and I knew what was expected out me.  I'd only tasted Candice's
ass once before, but she was my slut wife.  Overcoming any reluctance with
surprising ease my tongue plunged into her butt hole.  It was very clean
and didn't smell of shit, just a faint musty odor and the taste wasn't bad
at all.

   I eagerly tongue fucked her ass, penetrating as deeply as possible.  I
was disappointed when she pulled away, but my disappointment didn't last as
her little sister took her place, and I tongue fucked Sandra's butt as Sara
orally worked over my asshole.

   After a few minutes, Sara reached around and greased my painfully hard
dick with a lubricant.  Sara broke oral contact and I knew what was
expected of me.  I moved up Sandra's back, placed my raging hard on to her
anus and pushed.

   Her ass opened up immediately as it was conditioned by years of ass
fucking.  As I slowly sank my dick in deep in her warm rectum I noticed
that once again we had an audience at the doorway.  At this point it didn't
matter to me who was watching, but one face seemed all too familiar, but I
was lost in fuck lust and didn't realize who it was until I had switched
girls and was sodomizing Sara.  Damn!  Was that Candice?  The face was now
gone, but Todd was now there, leering at me as he stroked his big dick.  I
lost my concentration and I came hard, pumping her ass full of cum.

   She slid forward, freeing her ass of my now softening dick with a loud
'pop'.  She rolled off to one side making room for Todd who now faced me on
his knees.

   "You really are a dirty old man, Mr.  Jim," he said.  "You like fucking
your children?  Hell, as raunchy as my old man is, I don't think he'd ever
do that!  What more do you want?  Want some dick?  If you want it, take
it!"

   I bent forward and took the youthful offering into my mouth.  I was only
able to get half of in, but no matter.  The large head filled my mouth and
tasted of dried cum and pussy juice, he'd been fucking someone recently,
his sister I supposed.  He only allowed me to blow him for a few minutes
before he pulled away.

   "I've been wanting you to suck my dick for years, just like my dad would
suck off Ben, but right now Mr.  Jim, I don't have time for it."

   He moved around in back of me and a few moments later I felt his dick
head press against my anus.  He made short thrusts as he applied increasing
pressure, forcing my sphincter to yield.  My ass stretched wider and wider.
He was bigger than Mike and as my ass continued to yield I became short of
breath.  Then with one good push he was in.

   Todd paused for a moment and my discomfort subsided.  He began driving
in deep, a little at a time, making sure that I had the time to enjoy it.
He had just got going good when Jeremy came in.  Todd abruptly pulled out
of me and Jeremy immediately rammed his dick up my stretched ass, fucking
me hard at first, then he thrust slowly for a few minutes, then he rammed
me hard again.  Over and over, he repeated the pattern and I began to feel
my prostate tingle, when he abruptly pulled out to yield to Ben.

   For the second time in less than twenty-four hours, my son Ben fucked my
ass like I was just some slut.  And why not?  I am a slut and I enjoy
fucking and being fucked.  Ben finished me off as he forced me into
ejaculating.  I collapsed onto the bed into a pool of my own cum.

   Before I was fully recovered, my legs were spread wide and my ass cheeks
were being pried open.  I knew I was in for it as Todd fucked me again for
the next five to ten minutes.  Round and round they went.  It was odd
though, as only one of the boys remained in the room at any one time. 
After what seemed hours, they stopped coming and I was left alone on the
bed, cum now seeping from my raw and dilated ass.

   I looked at the clock.  I had lost track of time and I was surprised at
just how late it was.  I lay there for quite some time with my butt burning
from the abuse, but deeper, my rectum seemed to softly glow.  I got up and
searched around for my clothes and then vaguely remembering that I couldn't
find my clothes last night.  I looked in the closet and chest of drawers
only finding Sara's clothes and nothing big enough to put on.  Shit!  I
knew I had to go to the other apartment and borrow something from Ben.

   I started down the hall but was stopped by Wendy who had just ascended
the stairs.  She was still dressed in a midriff cut tee shirt and red
bikini bottoms like she was hours before.

   "Where are you going, Dad?  You can't go downstairs like that!"

   "I'm going to Ben's.  I need something to wear."

   "You can't go downstairs like that."

   "Why not?"

   "Dress code."

   I was incredulous.  "Dress code?"

   "Of course.  Downstairs, the dress code applies between 7 AM and 10 PM
except on party nights.  It's simple, no nudity downstairs!  You know, we
have other visitors over here all the time, and they'd be shocked.  They're
friends, and we must keep up appearances of propriety.  The rumors about us
are bad enough.  We don't need to add grist to the mill, nor do we want to
be raided or anything.  Of course the exception downstairs is the hot tub
and patio.  After all we do need a place to work on our tans."

   "Look, I can't find my clothes.  Lost them last night.  I need to start
figuring out how I'm going to get back to Rockford tonight."

   "What's your hurry?"

   "Believe it or not I work for a living.  I've got business to take care
of." She twisted her mouth in feigned disapproval.  I continued, "Look do
me a favor, go to Ben's and find me some gym shorts or something."

   "Okay, but you have stay awhile longer.  How about if you join me and
some of the girls in the hot tub?"

   A hot tub soak sounded wonderful, just the thing I needed.  Besides
maybe I could get to know the other girls a little better.  "You're on! 
Say, ya'll have anything to eat, I'm getting hungry."

   She flashed a broad smile.  "Sure, we have lots of leftovers from last
night.  We can bring some out on the patio.  I'll be right back with a
pecker cover for you."

   Suddenly I was acutely aware of my nudity.  I knew who this girl was. 
She had visited the house often when Ben was in high school.  I knew she
wasn't in the least offended, still it just didn't seem right and my face
blushed.  Fortunately she had turned away and didn't see my embarrassment.
Dressed?  She had on a thong bottom to display her firm ass.

   I started to follow her to the top of the stairs and then glanced to my
left into the open doorway of another bedroom.  There was a naked woman
lying on the bed with her legs hanging over the side.  She was spread eagle
and appeared to be fast asleep.  So that's where the boys were disappearing
to, they were gangbanging her as they gangbanged me.  I could see that she
wore nipple rings but I couldn't quite see the face.  I walked in to
investigate, my dick stiffening at the prospect of poking some strange.  I
was stunned as I recognized her.  Damn!  It was my wife, Candice!  What the
hell is she doing here?  Nipple rings?  Her nipples were swollen and
inflamed from the recent piercing.  What in the hell has she been up to?  A
voice from behind startled me.

   "Mr.  Jim!  Here's some shorts for you." It was Wendy.  "Gee...  she
looks fucked out.  The boys sure did a number on her.  That's your wife,
right?  Don't wake her up.  She needs a little rest.  You Levert's sure
don't care who you fuck, do you?"

   "And you Baxter's do?"

   She laughed, "Not really.  Come on handsome, let her sleep."

   We went downstairs.  The place was a mess and stunk of stale beer.  Food
was ground into the carpet.  We found some chips, and in the refrigerator
the remains of a spiral cut honey ham, a block of cheddar cheese, a tub of
potato salad, and mercifully several bottles of water.  I chugged a bottle
and slaked my thirst.  We loaded up the food and headed for the patio.

   It was a scene from a porn movie.  Several naked girls including my two
daughters were laying about in chase lounges, and several were relaxing in
the tub.  There was no place to set down the food as a red head girl was
sprawled across the table and some muscular guy was standing there fucking
her.  In addition to the girl, there was a large open box of condoms on the
table.  We pushed some clothes off a simple wooden bench and set the food
down.  Wendy stripped off her midriff cut tee shirt and her thong bottom.

   "Now you're overdressed!  What are we going to do with you, Mr.  Jim?"

   I stripped off the offending garment and scarfed down some ham and
cheese before following her into the hot tub.  One of the girls in the hot
tub said, "Finally a man's out here!"

   Wendy introduced me around.  "This is Mr.  Jim, Sara and Ben's dad. 
He's been naughty with his daughters today, last night too.  Mr.  Jim, this
is Judy and Sandy.  You know Brenda and I'm sure you remember Jenny."

   Judy smiled at me, "We met last night.  Don't tell me you were too drunk
to remember.  I'd feel soooo used!"

   I did remember her.  She was the first young thing I fucked last night
after the blindfold was removed.

   "Oh, yes I do remember you.  You've got very nice tits!"

   She stood and flashed her 40D's with the big areolas and replied,
"Thanks, and you have a nice dick!"

   I wasn't so sure about Sandy, but she looked familiar.  She said, "Where
you here last night?"

   "Yes.  Very drunk, but I was here.  I don't remember a lot of it."

   "I don't remember seeing you, but then again I got fucked by a lot of
men yesterday.  You staying long?"

   "I need to head home to Rockford tonight."

   "Maybe we can get together, so to speak, before you go?  A little
quality time."

   Wendy's hand grasped my dick, "I've got first dibs on him.  We're old
acquaintances who haven't gotten properly reacquainted yet.  I've been
waiting all day for him, but nooooo!  All day he has to play with his
little girls and then he had to play with the boys."

   I was somewhat embarrassed by the raw truth even though I knew full well
that these girls had all watched my day long incestuous fortification, but
she put me back at ease with her observation that made me feel normal
again. "He's a true Gold Club male, the very best kind of man for sluts
like us.  Sara and Sandra are lucky." She paused and bemoaned, "I wish my
daddy were here to love on me all day.  Nobody has a dick like him."

   Even though she kept stroking my now hard organ, her lament was genuine
and I felt a little sorry for her.  I had heard that her dad had fucked her
since she was fourteen or fifteen and that he recently had a stroke that
caused major damage.  She was quite young to have a significant lover so
debilitated.  I stroked her tits and asked her, "How is your dad?"

   "Oh, he can still get it up, but he can't move around like he'd like to,
and his speech is pretty bad.  All things considered he could be a lot
worse.  He's made excellent progress with rehab.  Maybe I can talk him into
coming to the next home game party, but he's very self conscious right
now."

   Brenda whispered to me, "You wouldn't believe how big his dick is!  He
makes that black guy Shamar look small!  I've always stayed away from him
when his pants were down.  He'd split Sandra or me wide open."

   I turned to Brenda feeling her firm breasts with my free hand, "Who are
all these other girls out here and who's the guy?"

   "Oh they're friends.  They're not in the club, but may be soon.  We
still have a few extra beds around here at night.  The guy?  He's one of
the bouncers."

   "Bouncers?"

   "We always have a bouncer at the front door for parties.  Our parties
are strictly by invitation only, and we have to keep out the party
crashers. The bouncers are always a club member, usually some huge body
builder or an amateur boxer like that one.  We never have a problem."

   "That one's Josh.  Lives in Springtown.  He's on break and is collecting
his gratuity.  Ken's on duty at the door right now, but they should be
leaving in a little while, or more likely they will spend the night."

   Josh was finished with the red head on the table.  As he stepped back,
he pulled a condom from his dick and tossed it on a small pile of used
rubbers and foil wrappers under the table.  I watched him as he moved to
one of the chase lounges and sat next to a blonde.  They only chatted for a
minute before his hands began wandering across her supple tits.  The blonde
and the red head were indeed good candidates for sluthood.

   "Brenda, how often do ya'll have parties here?"

   "About every weekend.  We have two kinds, college parties and club
parties.  The college parties are tame compared to the club parties.  Last
night was a club party."

   I thought of Mermaid Cove, the party at Bob's, the impromptu
get-togethers for a gangbang, and last night's shocker.  "I have a good
idea what goes on at a club party.  What do you do at a college party?"

   "Oh the usual, drink beer, get naked in the hot tub."

   "Sounds like last night."

   "Oh, no.  Much tamer.  Actually it's more of an opportunity for guys to
bring their dates over and have a place to party and fuck.  The hot tub
gets wild, but generally everyone stays dressed unless they are upstairs
fucking.  We do allow closed doors upstairs during those parties.  We
strictly follow club rules about unprotected sex with non-club members, and
for the most part our guests are not club members."

   The door from the apartment building burst open and the three boys
boisterously came out onto the patio.  They weren't paying much attention
to the dress code.  They each grabbed a condom from the box and spread out
among the 'guests'.

   Jenny called out, "Hey guys, save some dick for us tonight!" Then to the
hot tub group she complained, "Damn, it's getting harder and harder to get
fucked around here."

   Judy added, "Yeah.  Those three do a good job, but we do need more dicks
around here.  Ya know, we ought to ask Bob to send Tom and Carl up here to
live."

   Sandy said, "Unfortunately they're only juniors in high school."

   "They could transfer up here," Judy said hopefully.

   "Get real," said Sandy, "Tom's parents would never allow it and neither
would Bob.  Best thing would be for more boys to move in.  I'm sure we
could offer them a real deal."

   Jenny came over and rubbed her tits on my arm.  "You sure you can't
stay?"

   "Wish I could Babe, but I can't.  But I'll be back and soon."

   "How soon Mr.  Jim?" asked Jenny.

   "Maybe Thursday?"

   "Hear that girls?  Fresh meat on Thursday!  You promise you'll come on
Thursday?"

   "I'll try sweetie, I'll try."

   I scanned the patio, ogling all the young firm flesh that was mine for
the taking.  It was a wonderful dilemma, who first among these young nubile
girls?  How many young pussies to could I probe before I had to leave?

   My slut wife came outdoors and saw me in the tub, young tits in both
hands.  She must not have known about the dress code either.  As she
approached I could see the rivulets of cum streaming down her thighs.  What
a slut!  Every time I see her now, she's leaking semen.

   Josh the bouncer was positioning the blonde on the table for a fucking,
he paused to run his hand up Candice's wet crotch, and then returned to the
budding slut on the table.  I figured he must have been in on Candice's
gangbanging.  She climbed into the tub.

   She tentatively smiled at me like she had done something awful.  "Hi,
Babe," she said meekly.

   I gave up long ago trying to figure out what she was really thinking or
feeling.  Caution was the best policy.

   "Hi, Candice.  Have fun today?"

   "You bet I did!" She paused looking me straight in the eyes.  "Jim, I
saw you putting it to our girls.  Did you enjoy it?"

   "Yes, it was fun," I stated flatly.  If she was going to make a fuss, I
was ready for her.  "And I'm looking forward to coming back very soon."
There was a long silence.  We had a lot to talk about but I decided it was
best to change the subject for now.  "When did you get the nipple rings?"

   "Wednesday after work.  Mike took me.  You like them?"

   "Judging by my hard on, yes I do!"

   "Good, I was worried you would be angry with me.  I hate to say this,
but we need to be going soon Babe.  The Prescott's are expecting us for
supper around eight."

   Shit!  That meant we would flip coins.  Suddenly it seemed like weeks
since I made love to her, and when I got home I wanted to screw my wife for
a change.  Still I wasn't quite ready to go.  Hoping for a delay I whined,
"I can't find my clothes."

   She laughed, "Guess you'll have to go home as you are, bare ass naked.
Mike gave me your suitcase this morning after he brought the boys over to
visit me.  It's back at the house.  I only brought your wallet and phone,
they're in my car."

   "Mike brought the boys over for a visit?"

   "Yes, early this morning.  I was sleeping with Gina when they grabbed me
and held me down.  Ben screwed me first.  You know that boy has a big dick.
I was shocked, but it made for the best fucking of my life, present company
excepted."

   That fucking Mike!  What a good next-door neighbor!



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