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 ï>¿Exploring The Expo by Wrexscar

   A couple explore the sex expo and have new experiences.

   Life with Sam, my girlfriend is pretty damn good.  We moved in together
almost a year ago and it's all been good.  Not to say we've never had a
cross word.  I mean if you find two people who agree on everything one of
them isn't needed.  But the cross words had been dealt with and were mostly
resolved quickly, and yes, I remember to put the toilet seat back down
these days.

   I couldn't say if Sam is the perfect woman or just perfect for me. 
She's five feet four, a perfect ten dress size.  Although sometimes wearing
an eight or twelve depending on the store.  She has these amazing b cup
breasts that when she takes a bra off nothing happens, perfectly perky, not
a hint of droop.  She's brunet, keeps her hair long enough that she can go
through various styles of ponytails or braids or just letting it go loose.

   She's probably smarter than me but is smart enough not to rub my face in
it.  Whenever we talk about the latest new story, or current affairs she
always has an incite or a way of looking at things that makes me think
things through again and she doesn't get pissed if I still disagree. 
Perfect.

   We have an agreement that we will have sex at least once a week, we
don't want to become one of those couples that seem to be more like
roommates than lovers.  Although we've never had to call each other out on
it.  Five days was the longest we've gone without.  Five days was also our
longest streak of sex every day.  But we frequently have an evening where
we start cuddling on the sofa, then one or the other will get a little
handsy, then after a bit of make out time we'll take it to the bedroom. 
That if I'm being honest is the place where maybe Sam isn't a perfect ten,
where I'd like things a little different.

   Sam is a little prudish, not a huge one after it's not like we're
waiting for marriage and she isn't carrying any religious baggage but sex
happens in the bedroom, it's going to be missionary or cow girl.  I might
get sucked but only as part of foreplay, just to get me hard before the
main event.  Sometimes the main event will be a Sunday afternoon where we
spend an afternoon making long languid love.  Other times it can be at the
end of a long day midweek where it is a bit of a quicky.

   Am I complaining?  Not really, so I only get good sex not great sex. 
From what I'm hearing I'm still getting a decent quantity.

   Oh yeah, I'm Liam, six feet tall, hair that is either light brown or
blond depending on the season.  I run for fitness, I can do a 10k in a
touch under 40 minutes and a marathon under three hours.  So I'm skinny, no
surplus fat but no surplus muscle either, ripped I am not.  In case you are
interested from what I read my dick is a touch above average but then so is
my height.  Honestly I watched too much porn when I was starting to develop
so I still feel under sized compared to those ten inch things porn stars
have.  Still when I think about Sam I'm definitely punching above my
weight. I should really get around to asking her to marry me before she
works out how much better she is than me.  Still something is holding me
back.

   Sam slammed the front door behind, putting a good bit of force into it,
not holding back, she kicked off her heels and dropped her bag.

   "Got any races planned this weekend?"

   "I put them on the calendar sweetie, I've got a half in three weeks but
nothing before that.  This weekend is free."

   "Damnit!" This from Sam was heavy swearing she was always a girl who was
careful with her language.

   "What's the problem?"

   "You know the current event we are working on?"

   "Well I know you're busy but you haven't told me much about it."

   Sam paused, swallowed and suddenly found her hands fascinating.  "Could
I have a glass of wine?"

   "Before dinner, if you want." Last time Sam drank before eating she got
drunk quickly and had spent the following day hungover.

   "Yeah okay, maybe a small glass of Chardonnay then.  "

   Once she had her glass she has something to fidget with.  I waited I
knew eventually she would speak.  "It's a sex expo, a sexpo if you want. 
The exhibition space is going to be a huge adult store.  There will be porn
stars there doing signings.  Lap dancers and stripper's on the main stage."

   "So basically the same format as the comic con but for porn?"

   Sam gave me a withering look.  "Yes, the thing is Carol, my boss has
pulled some strings to get us both tickets.  I was hoping you were off
running so I had an excuse to back out."

   Sam hated porn.  That position came up early in our relationship, having
to go to a porn expo would be torture for her but part of me was curious.

   "So we go, we do the Friday night.  If it's like most conventions they
won't be much going on then, everyone will still be in set up mode.  We go,
you're seen then we make an early exit.  I mean I doubt we'll see anything
that will scar us for life.  It's not like we're innocent virgins." I got a
slight blush from her over that.

   "You won't think less of me for dragging you into this or helping to
organise it?"

   "This is a work obligation.  Besides as a dumb male I'm not so horrified
by porn as you are."

   "Don't tell me you watch it." There was a whole world of warning to
Sam's tone.

   "Not recently but there was a time when I'd never seen boobs in real
life and porn existed.  I've not always been the witty and urbane guy you
see before you." Sam laughed at that, easing the tension in the room.

   "I was a teenager with a computer and an inferiority complex after
seeing the size of some of those guys."

   Sam let that comment lie and the rest of the evening passed quietly with
no more mention of porn or sexpo's.

   Sam had the Friday off.  She was mostly in the early organisation of the
event, getting the licences, hiring the space, sometimes booking guests,
working through contracts for them.  So on the actual day she could unwind.
although she had to be on call in case something major blew up.  She told
me she had told Carol we planned on going to the expo and somehow that was
counted as work hours.  But the last few days before any expo is always
busy.  I can do flexitime at my job so I was working extra hours in order
to have a shortened Friday.  Not because I was particularly excited to
attend what Sam called an over sized adult store but because I knew how
anxious she would be on the Friday with being forced, as she saw it, to
attend.

   When I got back to our house on Friday lunch time the place was
spotless, Sam had been nervous cleaning all morning.  She practically flew
into my arms when I got home just holding onto me.  "I'm sorry bout this,
sorry."

   "It's ok, we'll be fine." I muttered this and other reassuring phrases.
Until her death grip loosened.

   She was clingy and stayed close to me until it was time to leave.  She'd
dressed in her usual work clothes Black slacks that hugged her rear and a
long sleeve t-shirt that showed curves but wasn't so tight that you could
tell if she was feeling the cold.  I'd stayed in my work trousers, baggy
and featureless but dumped by tie when I'd come in and changed my plain
blue shirt for a slightly more jazzy number that was black with coloured
stripes.

   Sam was silent for the drive, content to listen to the radio, once I'd
parked she attached herself to my arm.  Registration was quick.  Turned out
we had platinum passes for the whole weekend.  Carol must have pulled some
strings I guessed.

   "Come on Sam, relax how bad can it be." I gently encouraged her.  We
turned the next corner and found out.

   Sam came to a complete stop, her heels dug in and her hold on my arm
tightened.

   "Oh my fucking god." Said the girl who thought 'damnit' was harsh
language.

   I looked at her, her eyes were wide as saucers, she stared
straight-ahead barely blinking.  I turned to watch too.  In front of us
were a couple fucking.  The man was sitting back on a sofa, a woman sitting
over him, reverse cowgirl, slowly rising and falling, his cock filling her
to his root then she would rise again until barely the tip was in her
before she slowly lowered

   herself.  It was one hell of a show.

   They were clearly porn stars although I couldn't name them.  The woman
was in her twenties, blond but completely hairless below her eyebrows.  Her
breasts about a d cup looked huge as she was barely five foot tall.  The
breasts were obviously the work of a doctor and not nature.  She had a
complete tan, no white spots on her.  The guy has a gym body, six pack abs
and perfect pecs.  He probably wasn't a lot taller than Sam's five, four.
But both of the performers' stature added to the impression that his cock
was huge, although probably only eight inches.  Which was still bigger than
me.

   I glance at Sam, surprised she hasn't either turned on her heel or
dragged me elsewhere.  What she was doing was squirmed, just a bit, trying
to rub her thighs together without anyone seeing her do so.  Clearly, or
clearly to me who knew her, she was turned on.  I mean who was I to judge?
I had to rearrange my erect cock to a comfortable position.

   The couple on the sofa changed position.  The woman on her elbows and
knees.  Even hanging down her breasts barely jiggle.  The man is eating her
out., putting on a show, using lots of tongue, sometimes spitting on her
arsehole, occasionally trying to force his tongue up there.  The woman
shifts around and now they are sixty nineing.  A couple of minutes of that
and they are back to fucking.  This time they are in the doggy position. 
The wet sounds of him moving in and out of her are punctuated by the slaps
of their bodies coming together.

   At some signal she pulls herself off him, spins round and kneels before
him.  He furiously jacks himself off, leaving four trails of cum across her
face.

   I look across at Sam, she is still squirming and is licking her lips. 
She is definitely turned on.

   "Come on." she says.  "I can't believe you made me watch that."

   We enter the first of the exhibition halls.

   "What." I start to say.

   "The fuck." For someone whom I've never heard swear in our eighteen
months together, eleven in the same house Sam has a talent for it.

   It's not so much the stalls selling, well the one in front of us is
selling every type of vibrator, dildo or phallus you can imagine.  Although
on closer inspection some of the tentacles and dragon dicks will warrant
more exclamations.  Nor is it the porn stars and OF men and women round the
edges selling autographs and selfies.  The majority of whom are dressed
mostly normally.

   No, it is the other attendees that draw the attention.  Some in
fetishwear.  Mistress's with slaves on leads.  Men in just underwear like
thongs or pouches.  Others are like Sam and myself dressed normally.

   We move carefully through the crowd trying not to jostle naked flesh. 
The next hall is quieter.  The stalls here are mostly selling DVDs.  I
still don't recognize any of the people selling autographs.

   I watch a couple sitting at separate tables chatting while the crowd is
thin.  She is a blond waif, he is tall, good looking and muscular, both are
covered in tattoos.

   A man approached the woman, Jewel Promise, her name was on a banner
behind her.  He paid her and I expected her to sign a photo or something.
What happened was she pushed back her chair, pulled up her dress exposing
her plain white knickers and started to finger herself.  Sliding her
fingers over the material and trying to insert a finger.  After a minute of
this she stood and pulled her dress to just under her armpits showing off
her little breasts.

   She then without a care in the world she pulled off her knickers and
handed them to the man.  She then turned and put on a fresh pair from a
pile behind her.

   I turned to see Sam watching me, watching Jewel with thankfully an
amused expression.

   "I see you've noticed Jewel.  Come on, I want to go see her.  I need to
say hello."

   "You what?  How do you know her?"

   "Who helped set this place up?  I booked her but the only way to contact
her was through her fans site.  With most of the guests it was just
business contacts.  Not with Jewel.  She is a huge flirt and has a way of
pulling information out of people.  Can you see her banner?  Come on."

   As I got closer I could see her banner description.  While most of the
women from the fans site had signs saying percentage of fans Jewel's read
professional cum slut.

   Sam glanced over at me.  "She's completely incorrigible, and is likely
to flirt with both of us.  You are not allowed to fuck her.  Ok, but you
can flirt back."

   "What are you talking about?"

   "There is something so completely honest about her it's almost hypnotic.
I came this close to sending her a naked selfie.  I've never even sent you
one of those."

   I paused and let Sam take the lead.  There was something going on in her
head that I couldn't work out.  I'd just been warned that I couldn't fuck
this porn star but my mind quickly jumped to all those things that still
allowed.  I was almost certain Sam hadn't meant that but then I was almost
certain she wouldn't have spent fifteen minutes watching a live sex show,
or tell me she'd been sending flirty messages to a porn star or even use
the word fuck which she was now dropping in every other sentence.

   I was almost certain that she wouldn't put an extra sway to her hips
when going to meet said porn star but that is what she did.

   I'd also have been prepared to bet at least one month's mortgage payment
that when that porn star jumped up and gave my girlfriend a hug then Sam
would in some way object as Jewel moved her hands down Sam's back and
groped her arse.  Sam only pulled back when Jewel moved in for a kiss.

   Sam quickly introduced me to her and suddenly I found myself hugging her
too.  Whereas with Sam Jewel had both hands on her back, with me her right
hand had found its way between us and immediately had slipped down so she
was grasping my dick through my pants.

   I had an immediate panic, could Sam see?  What would she do?

   Jewel solved the issue of whether or not Sam could see by taking a step
back but her hand stayed in position.

   "You weren't joking.  He does have a nice package.  Are you sure you're
not up for a foursome?  You know Jase wants to fuck you."

   Jason, the man sitting at the next table stood and joined us.

   "Don't mind Jewel, she has never learnt to filter her thoughts." He
stuck out his hand and we shook.  Giving me the opportunity to disengage
from Jewel's hand.  When he took Sam's hand he brought it to his lips and
kissed the back of it.  An old fashioned gesture.

   "She's not wrong though."

   Sam blushed and took a step away.  Jase stepped back to me.

   "Joking aside, nothing happens without both of your consent.  This is
our lifestyle but I know this is a bit of a baptism of fire for you.  You
don't look to pissed off about me saying I want to fuck your girlfriend."

   I had to think about this.  I wasn't really.

   "Honestly, someone like you, who has Jewel, it's sort of flattering, do
you know what I mean?"

   Jase laughed, "I'm entirely the wrong person to ask."

   Before he could expand, a woman stood in front of his table, she was a
plumb looking thirty year old, looking exactly the wrong sort of person to
be at this event.  She looked over Jase's price list.

   "Does face painting mean what I think it means?" She asked.

   "Depends on what you think it means."

   The woman blushed.  "What you do to Jewel a lot on your site."

   "Then yes" Jase had an easy way with him.  That seemed to put her at
ease.  I'd guessed from the photos Jewel was selling they were both talking
about facials.

   The woman rummaged in her bag and counted out some notes.  "I'd like a
face painting then."

   "What's your name, dear?"

   "Gwen."

   "Alright Gwen, well you're going to help me out a little.  Tell me a
naughty story or secret fantasy."

   Gwen had a momentary pause and a look of panic then she started to talk.
"I'm a school teacher and a new rule has come out.  Because we have left
the EU we can go back to spanked kids.  Someone asks at a staff meeting
what is allowed?

   The headmaster calls me out, bends me over and gives me a little tap on
my bum.

   That should be all that is required.  He says to the staff.

   You most certainly do not do it on a bare bottom.

   He pulls down my skirt and knickers when he says this, exposing me to
the staff room."

   Jase has his hand down his sweatpants as Gwen talks, furiously playing
with himself.  I'm watching matronly Gwen who probably is a school teacher.
She is flushed as she talks.

   "The headmaster then slaps my bum hard.

   He then says you shouldn't leave hand prints.  Every time he says you
shouldn't do something he does it.

   You should not leave their arse cherry red.

   There should be no sexual contact.  He starts to finger me."

   Jase has stood now and pushed down his sweatpants.  I look away having
no interest in watching him wank.  Gwen sinks to her knees in front of him
and continues her story.  I notice Sam is next to me, she is not hiding the
fact she does want to watch Jase wank."

   "The headmaster is still talking.  If I find you have fucked any of your
students I will call the police.  He then starts to fuck me, bent over a
chair in front of my colleagues."

   With a grunt Jase let's lose six ropes of cum all over Gwen's face.  She
is covered.  Jase sits back down, before Gwen can move Jewel is there.

   "Gwen sweety, don't move, Whatever you do don't open your eyes.  For
fucks sake Jase will you learn to aim.  That shit burns if it goes in
someone's eye."

   With a combination of wet wipes, cotton wool and make up cleansers Jewel
cleans up Gwen's eyes.  Leaving the rest of her face covered.

   "Okay sweetie, you can open them now."

   Gwen opens her eyes and is helped to her feet.

   Just as she is about to leave Jewel collects some cum from her cheek.

   "Enjoy your cumwalk."

   As Gwen disappears off into the crowd Jewel holds up the fingers with
Jase's cum in front of Sam.  "Want to suck them."

   Sam's hesitation tells me everything about what she wants to do but she
eventually steps back.

   "Um no thanks Jewel, we'd best be going.  Your queue is starting to
build.  "

   Sam griped my arm and led me away.  "You want to fuck her don't you?."
She says to me but without any hint of jealousy in her tone.

   I hesitate before answering.

   "Your lack of immediate denial tells me everything I want to know.  If
it makes you feel better I almost licked her fingers, I almost agreed to
the foursome.  Hell I want to fuck her and I've never had a bi stirring
before in my life.  But yeah I want to fuck Jase.  So do you want to fuck
her?"

   "Yeah, but it's strange she really isn't my type.  I also want to see
you get fucked by Jase.  I'd love to see you naked on your knees getting a
facial off him." It's all true, I'm so turned on I can barely walk.

   Sam pauses and gives me a long look.  "Whatever you do, don't let me see
her again.  I'll not be able to say no again knowing that."

   We drifted round the stalls for a while.  Our mutual confessions had
broken some tension in us.  We were asked on a couple of occasions if we
swung, we politely declined.  We wandered through clothing stalls.  The
leather and pvc fetishwear we ignored.  Sam was a little huffy over the
costumes.  Every profession and superhero was there, provided you were fine
with it being the slutty version.

   When she got to the underwear she shooed me off.  Obviously intent on
buying something and also wanting to surprise me.

   I wandered away looking through some costumes then found the more
sensible male underwear.  Before I knew it a sales assistant was there. 
All the assistants in this section were wearing the store's underwear and
nothing else.

   "Can I help you sir?  A gentleman like yourself will probably be wanted
our range of expansion pouch boxers." While saying this she reached down
and started to rub my dick through my clothes.

   I panicked.  What should I do?  Sam had thought it was funny when Jewel
had done it but Sam knew Jewel and had been there.  She was acted more
liberal but I didn't want to fuck that up.

   Thankfully Sam turned up and disengaged the woman's hand.

   "Thank you dear, I'll take it from here." Once the girl had gone Sam
started to laugh "Your face, I could see the panic, you had no idea, after
Jewel what is allowed."

   As I said, Sam is smarter than me.

   "I don't know what is allowed either, so let's just try to figure this
out together." She admitted.

   We wandered some more merchandise stalls avoiding the S and M items. 
The geek in me was fascinated by the top end sex doll that could interact
and they claimed learn to respond to people.  We stood in the main hall and
people watched.  When first there I'd looked at the people wearing their
kink openly but the vast majority of people were dressed normally and
looked normal but I wondered how many were like Gwen the school teacher who
paid for a facial.

   How many were like Sam and I, formerly boring but who knows where we
would end up.

   Sam interrupted my thoughts with practical mundanity.

   "I need the loo, try not to get into any trouble while I'm gone."

   I started to protest but she cut me off.

   "A porn star has propositioned us for a foursome and a shop girl decided
the best way to measure you for underwear was to feel you up.  The normal
rules don't seem to apply.  Just don't do anything I wouldn't do."

   She pulled me in for a kiss before leaving, she was going for a quick
peck but my arm hooked her waist and pulled her into a heavier kiss. 
Neither Sam or I were into public displays of affection under normal
circumstances, but we were soon making out without a care for the watchers.

   We disengaged and before she joined the queue for the toilets I said the
thing that had been on my mind the last couple of hours.

   "Sam, I have no idea what you wouldn't do any more."

   She paused.  "No, neither have I, fascinating isn't it"

   I wandered off to a quiet area and sat by myself.  What the hell was
going on?  I'd always wished Sam was a little wilder a bit less prudish but
I'd never considered having conversations were she, no we both confessed to
wanting to fuck another couple.  Was it an all or nothing thing with her?
Completely prudish or fully wild?

   Although to be fair she hadn't gone wild but she clearly wanted to.

   "Do you want my slave to suck you off?"

   I looked up, startled.  In front of me was a perfectly normal looking
blond woman in standard business clothes, except she held a dog chain at
the end of which was a woman on her hands and knees.  She was dressed for
lack of a better word in just a harness that covered almost nothing.

   "Um what, no, no thanks."

   The woman dropped the lead.  "Slut, have five minutes."

   "Thank fuck for that." The slave got to her feet and slowly performed
some self massage.  Her 'owner' sat next to me.

   "So what are you doing?" she asked.

   I suddenly found myself talking through my concerns with this woman. 
She was a remarkably good listener.

   "I'll give you my opinion, if you want the opinion of someone who keeps
her girlfriend on a leash.  First, some questions.  Do you love Sam?"

   "Yes absolutely."

   "Cool, no hesitation.  Does she love you."

   A pause.  "Yeah I believe so."

   "Excellent.  A good foundation.  So if on Monday she went back to
prudish Sam would you still love her."

   "Of course."

   "If on Monday she declared you were still her primary but she was going
to fuck people on the side would you still love her."

   I had to think this one through, I'd be a bit pissed she had made the
decision unilaterally but not the decision."

   "Yeah I'd still love her."

   "If you remember that then all disagreements are at the level of leaving
the toilet seat up.  I love but you're doing this thing that I don't like.
Who needs to compromise, who needs to lighten up?  I love Deb's here but
she has a self-destructive wild side.  We manage that by dressing her like
a slave and I manage her sexual contacts.  I'm remarkably good at offering
her body to people who'll say no.  Although every so often I need to find
people who will say yes."

   Just then I had a text alert.  Sam asking where I was.

   The woman put Deb's back on her lead and they headed out into the crowd.
When Sam found me she looked a combination of exhilarated and embarrassed,
not quite able to look me in the eye.

   "I've been bad."

   I waited.

   "Turns out the toilet had a glory hole.  I'm sitting down to do my
business and this semi limp dick comes through the hole.  No way I'm going
to suck it but it looked so sad, I jerked it off and I finger fucked myself
while doing so.  He made such a mess when he came."

   She paused, looking to me for reassurance.

   "I love you, nothings going to change that."

   "Really, so if I went back to find Jase and let him fuck me here in the
hall."

   "Still love you, also that would be hot.  Also I wouldn't be able to
resist Jewel."

   Sam gave me a long look trying to see if my expression matched my words.

   "So if I'd come back and confessed to giving a stranger a blow job in a
glory hole how would you honestly feel?  "

   'Honestly, I'd be a little irritated but only because I just turned down
a blow job myself."

   "We probably need to talk but this isn't the place.  Come on let's go
see how wild the main stage is.  I mean we can't see anything else to shock
us right."

   When we got to the stage there was a crowd moving round, dance music was
playing but there was only a stage crew doing clean up operations on the
stage.

   We drifted around until the hall lights dimmed and the music changed,
becoming louder and a faster tempo.

   A male stripper came out parading round to the beat.  He placed a chair
in the middle of the stage and looked around for a volunteer.  A young
woman was pulled out of the crowd.

   "Oh my fuck, oh my fuck, No fucking way."

   I looked quizzically at her.

   "It's Sarah, my PA, secretary, dogs body."

   The stripper was now down to a posing pouch.  Sarah needed no urging to
run her hands over his body.  Sam buried her face in my shoulder.

   "I'm in fucking hell."

   The stage act progressed, Sam still hid her eyes.

   "What's happening now?"

   "Your cute little PA is giving the stripper a tit job.  She has a nice
set of tits." I was both a little turned on at this point and also amused
at the return of prudish Sam.

   "What!" Sam looked up.  The stripper was nude Sarah was topless in the
chair, the stripper had oiled her up and was pushing her tits together as
he slid his cock in and out of them.

   "Well fuck, she does have nice tits.  Oh fuck."

   The last comment matched Sarah leaning forward and starting to suck his
cock.

   "Oh fuck." Then she shouted, "You go girl." She then buried her face in
my shoulder.

   "Now what's happening!"

   "Sarah's on her knees now, although she's lost her slacks.  It's just a
standard blow job.  I think he wants her to slow down but she's not having
it.  She's got a nice arse.  We'll have to invite her round for a meal."

   Sam looked up.  "She does have a nice arse.  I never thought I'd say
that.  So you want me to invite her so you can fuck her?"

   "Well the thought did cross my mind."

   "I bet it did.  I wonder if she eats pussy as well as she eats cock."

   Up on the stage the stripper had lost the battle to get Sarah to slow
down.  Hand and mouth moved together.  She worked his cock furiously. 
Occasionally slowing to try to deep throat him."

   "I wonder how she'd manage with your big cock." I looked at her puzzled.
"Honey, you have nothing to worry about.  Apart from that first guy I've
not seen a bigger one and I was watching Jase a lot more carefully than you
were.  You have a big cock and I love it."

   Our attention turned back to the stage.  The stripper was jerking
himself off now.  Sarah was sitting in front of him, mouth open, tongue
out, a hand between her legs fingering herself.  The stripper shot his
load, a couple of spurts across Sarah's face before she sucked the stripper
back into her mouth.

   "We have to leave now.  I can't let her know I saw that."

   Sam grabbed my arm and pulled.  We left the hall and she headed for the
exit with me close behind.  Was this it?  Was the spell broken now we had
left the expo?

   We got to the car; our original plans had involved going out for a meal.

   "Take me home, we'll dial out for food."

   The drive home was uneventful, soon I was letting Sam into the house. 
She closed the door behind her and grabbed hold of my belt stopping me
leaving the hall.  I turned to see what she wanted.  She dropped to her
knees undid my belt and pulled my trousers and boxers down to my ankles. 
She practically inhaled my cock.

   It wasn't unusual for Sam to suck me but her objective was usually just
to get me hard.  A quick bob up and down.  She did that, then pulled off
and spat on my cock and started to jerk me and suck in tandem.  Her hand
moved and she had both hands on my arse then she pulled herself forward. 
Her eyes watered and she choked.  She backed off and then tried again. 
She'd never done this before and I was worried she'd hurt herself.

   I pulled away and she went back to her hand and mouth combination.

   "Sam I'm going to cum soon if you keep this up."

   She gave me the look I usually translate as well duh and increased her
speed.  Well I'd warned her.  My eyes rolled back in my head, my toes
curled, my knees buckled and I flooded her mouth with cum.

   Sam leaned back and opened her mouth showing me just how much I'd filled
it.  She then closed it and made a show of swallowing.

   "Right let's get you hard again because I really need to get fucked."

   Sam pulled off her top and bra.  I kicked off my shoes and stepped out
of my trousers.  She licked, fondled and sucked my dick and balls.  She ran
her hands up my chest and once she had some life in my cock she put it
between her magnificent breasts and started to tit fuck me.

   I bent down and reached beneath her armpits to pull her to her feet.  We
kissed and I ignored the taste in her mouth.  Then I lifted her off the
ground.  She jumped into my lift and wrapped her legs around my waist.  We
only went as far as the kitchen.  I'm built for endurance not strength. 
Although I was able to place her down without dropping her.  She lay flat
out on the worktop and I quickly undid the clips and zips and pulled down
her pants and knickers in one swift movement.  I pulled her so her arse was
still on the worktop but her leg were hanging off.  I pushed her knees
apart, took in the sight of her centre, it was safe to say she was
somewhere beyond moist.  She was dripping.

   I buried my face in the apex of her legs and gave a long slow lick up
her pussy lips.

   Generally speaking Sam doesn't like me performing oral sex.  She says
that it makes her too sensitive and she loses control.  This probably
explains the shout.

   "Fuck yes!  Eat my fucking cunt.  Yes, eat it!  You eat my cunt so
well." If she hadn't crossed her ankles behind my head I'd have stopped. 
I'd been startled and surprised every time she had said fuck but I would
have bet my life she would never say cunt.

   Her knees were above my shoulders so I pushed her a touch higher and
lowered my head again and licked.

   "Holy shit, did you just lick my arse?  You dirty fucking bastard you
licked my arse.  Do it again you filthy bastard." I wasn't certain who this
new person was but I didn't care.  Sam didn't swear, Sam didn't perform
blow jobs, Sam had sex in the bedroom but never lost control.  I was in
heaven.

   I alternated between licking her arse, licking up her vulvar flicking
and sucking her clit and trying to see how deep I could force my tongue.

   Sam had completely lost control and was swearing randomly.  I'd lost
control so when I pushed her knees up ready to lick her anus again I
without thought slapped her arse.

   The crack rang out.

   Sam went quiet and asked in a conversational tone.

   "Did you just spank me?"

   My dick deflated instantly soft for the first time in hours.  This was
it the end of everything.  "Yes, sorry.  I'll go now."

   "I wasn't sure.  Do it again."

   "What?" My brain hadn't caught up with my ears.

   "I said do it again."

   I gently tapped her backside.

   "I barely felt the first one and that was softer.  Harder please."

   I spanked her again.

   "Harder please, put some shoulder into it."

   I spanked her again.  Instantly leaving a red hand print.

   "Ow.  Fuck.  Dial it down a touch."

   So I spanked again.

   "Yes, like that.  Spank your naughty slut who likes getting her arse
eaten."

   I got the hint and went back to eating her arse then spanking, then
flicking her clit.  I randomly went between sucking, slapping, and licking.

   I slapped her.

   "Ow, oh fuck, I came, oh fuck I came as you spanked me.  Oh fuck."

   She pulled me forward and we kissed and held each other.

   "I can taste myself on you, part of that is my arse.  Right you need to
fuck me now but get your phone first."

   I got my phone from my trousers pocket.

   Idly stroking myself to ensure I stayed hard.

   "I want a photo of you just about to fuck me.  Do you think you can get
my face, cunt and your cock in one frame."

   I tried but I couldn't.

   "Take a video then.  Start at my face then pan down.  I want to see you
push into me."

   "So we film porn now?" I asked surprised.

   "Apparently.  I'm as surprised as you."

   "Who are you and what have you done with Sam?"

   "I'm the new Sam.  We'll talk later but first we fuck.  Now action."

   I started the video and Sam started to talk.  "Hey Jewel, and I guess
Jase I assume Jewel will show you this.  Look what we are doing.  Can you
see his fat cock.  Oh fuck.  Oh Jewel it fills me so good I bet you wish he
was in you."

   I ended the recording and starting to fuck Sam.  I'd seen a lot of sex
today.  Flirted with porn stars, had been felt up, asked to swing and been
offered a blow job.  Sam's blow job had taken my edge off or I'd probably
have cum just entering her but I still had a lot of frustration in me.  I
began to fuck Sam hard.  Pulling out to almost the tip then slamming back
into her.

   *Yes, like that.  Fuck me hard."

   Thankfully it was what she wanted too.  I increased tempo.  This was no
gentle walk in the country, it was nought to one hundred foot to the floor.

   She was slapping at her clit as I pounded away at her thrusting my full
length.

   "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, YES!" Sam came, covering me with her juices
she clenched down on me and I let out a grunting exclamation.  I slowed
down my strokes until it was too sensitive to continue.  I pulled out and
our combined juices dribbled out of Sam onto the work top.

   "Well that was fun.  Shower?"

   The shower was mostly functional, although I couldn't resist washing
Sam's breast a little too much.

   We dressed in robes and settled into bed.  Sam ordered pizza to be
delivered.  Then she turned to me, suddenly shy.

   "Did you enjoy today?"

   "It was not the day I was expecting.  I did enjoy it.  No I loved it and
I love you, but I loved yesterday's you as well but she seems like a
different person."

   "Yeah, early on, when we first started dating you told me about Kate,
your last girlfriend.  You told me you split up because she was too wild.
So I got it in my head that you didn't like wild.  So I tried to make
myself into someone not wild.  But I went too far I think.  Our sex life
has been boring me.  You've dropped hints about being a bit wilder, more
adventurous, less of a prude.  But I was trapped in a cage of my own
making.

   Organising this I saw a way out.  Talking to Jewel has broken me free of
so many cages in my head.  I hated porn.  I really did.  But chatting with
someone who creates her own content.  Proper hard core stuff and was happy
and not exploited that freaked me out.  There are some sex acts I avoided
because I thought they would make me submissive, blow jobs or spanking,
others because I didn't want to get too wild and lose control."

   "I did dump Kate for being too wild." I admitted.  "It's true.  Kate
took drugs before every date.  Coke and E sometimes speed.  She had no off
switch, couldn't hold down a job and I was scared that if she met my
parents she would suggest a threesome.  She was wild, dangerous and
unpredictable.  I hope she stopped because I imagine she's dead if she
hasn't.  I should have defined too wild.  But I love you.  In every area of
my life you are perfect.  But I was a little bored in the bedroom.  So yeah
I enjoyed today.  Are we going back tomorrow?"

   "Do you know how much three day VIP platinum passes cost me?  Yeah we're
going back."

   "What are our limits Sam?  Today you said I shouldn't do anything you
shouldn't.  It seems you might do anything."

   "Tomorrow, I think there should be no limits.  If you do something I
think crosses a line I'll ask you to stop.  You can do the same.  Maybe we
are both happy with everything.  We'll talk again tomorrow and work out
limits if we want some."

   "Jewel and Jase?"

   "Well we all want to fuck each other, except I don't think you want Jase
so why not?"

   "Why not indeed?" So just like that we'd agree to swap with another
couple.

   We were interrupted by the doorbell.

   "Pizza" Sam jumped out of bed in just her robe.  Then loosened it
showing lots of cleavage.  "Dare me."

   "You wouldn't."

   "Come and see."

   The doorbell rang again and Sam went to answer and I followed.  She
opened the door and was handed a pizza.  All payments were done online so
no cash needed to be handed over.

   "Thank you Mo."

   So it was our usual delivery man.  She handed the pizza to me and
watched Mo head down the drive

   "Hey Mo!" She called, then dropped the robe, standing there naked in the
doorway she paused a moment before standing back and shutting the door.

   She didn't bother dressing and sat opposite me naked, eating pizza.

   I felt myself start to inflate.  Sam must have noticed too.

   "You think you can cum three times in an evening?"

   "I'm willing to try if you are."

   She crawled over to me and undid my robe.  Before starting to kiss me.
There was something so freeing about this.  Making out naked in the living
room.  Knowing there was no need to move away to a bedroom.  Some things I
could do in the living, with old Sam others were bedroom only.

   Sam pushed me back and swung her leg over my head.  We were sixty
nineing.  My multi-tasking left a lot to be desired.  But I least gave Sam
some pleasure while she got me hard.

   "How do you want to do this?" I was curious to see what the new Sam
would say.

   "Doggy, let's see how deep you can go."

   She got on her knees before me and I easily slipped in, she was still
wet.

   "Oh my fucking god.  That is so deep."

   I held onto her hips and slowly moved in and out.  Her grunts and gasps
told me I was doing something right.  I wasn't feeling such a desperate
need this time and Sam wasn't screaming for anything different to what she
was getting.

   I let my hands wander over her backside and then between her cheeks,
lightly brushing her puckered hole.

   Sam gasped in pleasure and slammed back hard.

   "Did you just finger my arse?  Do it again."

   I followed her instructions, I played round the edge, I noticed that it
winked at me as I moved in and out while fucking her.  I timed it and as it
opened slightly I applied pressure.

   "Fuck!  You've got your finger in my arse.  You've got your finger in my
arse.  I think I just came.  Don't stop, don't take it out."

   I pumped my finger in and out, alternating the thrusting I was doing
with my cock.

   I pulled out then pushed back in with two fingers.  Sam screamed and I
would have pulled out but I could feel an orgasm push through her.  She
clenched so tight I couldn't pull out if I wanted.

   "Sam, are you ok?"

   "It fucking hurts but I'm cuming, don't stop, don't stop."

   I experimented with moving my two fingers and Sam grunted her approval.

   "Is this okay?"

   "I don't know, it hurts and I want you to stop.  I can't stop cumming.I
want you to never stop.  I know what you're planning.  You best find some
lube before you shove your huge cock up there."

   "We can stop you know?"

   "No, I want to at least try.  Go find the lube."

   There was a brief intermission as we ran round the house naked together
trying to find some lube.  We settled on baby oil and Vaseline, rejecting
butter and WD-40.  Before finding ourselves back in our living room.

   Turns out anal sex is not spontaneous.  Sam had to get me hard again. 
Then I worked my fingers covered in lube back into her.  Then finally I was
ready.  I was willing to call the whole thing a bust apart from Sam's
reactions.

   "Holy fuck, your fucking my arse.  I just came from you fucking my
arse."

   The whole time she kept up a commentary at top volume.  I laughed
quietly to myself as I heard the sounds of next door's TV come through our
adjoining walk.  Sam took this as a challenge and got louder and dirty.

   "Yes, I thought it was good in my cunt but it's better in my arse.  Fill
me up.  Cum in my guts.

   Let me lick my shit from your cock."

   Maybe that last idea was so obscene, maybe because a girl I thought was
a prude twenty four hours ago was begging for arse to mouth but my balls
churned and suddenly I was cumming.

   Being my third orgasm in the space of two hours it wasn't my biggest but
Sam and I howled our mutual pleasure, before collapsing together.  As we
cuddled together Sam leaned over and whispered.

   "Arse to mouth is still a line ok?  Not going there.  "

   "I guessed that it was more of a performance piece."

   "Yeah, that'll teach them for their shit taste in music."

   The rest of the night was mundanity and clean up.  The house stank of
sex.  Sam showered then bathed then showered again.  Eventually joining me
in bed in her unsexy period panties.

   "My arse is leaking.  Then paused, looking worried.  "This wasn't too
wild was it?"

   "Sam the idea that it might be too wild, the fact you asked the
question, all means it's not too wild."

   "Yeah you say that now.  We still have two more days of the expo.'

   "You said Carol got us the tickets, then you said you got them."

   "I got them but I was still a little worried that I could get dumped for
being too wild.  I was truly nervous, but the nerves were for different
reasons.  I was hoping I could stop pretending to be boring Sam and be
myself."

   The next morning I was making breakfast in just a robe, when Sam joined
me after another shower.

   She had on a tennis style skirt although brightly patterned and with a
bit of a twirl I saw a barely there thong.  She was still topless at this
point.

   "I want your opinion on tops." She headed out of the room returning in a
transparent gauze blouse over a shelf bra that hid nothing.

   "This."

   She stepped out returning moments later with the same top but no bra.  I
could see every detail of her magnificent breasts.

   "Or this?"

   "Option two "

   "Why?"

   "The bra does nothing, it doesn't cover anything, it adds no support. 
Someone seeing you in it might think your boobs are only that good because
the bra is lifting them.  Or god forbid you are hiding surgery marks. 
Option two says here are my tits gaze upon them and despair, they are
perfect and need no help."

   "Alright I'm sold.  No bra.  What are you doing to wear?"

   "I have no idea.  Jogging bottoms, lycra shorts, same as yesterday?"

   "Finish off breakfast then I'll choose for you."

   I was surprised at how normal her choices were for me, although I don't
have revealing sexy clothes.

   San had put out a pair of cargo shorts and a button up linen shirt and
boat shoes had been

   left out.

   I headed downstairs and she pulled me into a hug and a kiss and she
sneaked a hand down my shorts.

   "Did I put any boxers out?  Yet here you are wearing boxers.  Take them
off." With that she undid my buttons and my shorts fell to my ankles.  She
pulled down my boxers gave me a quick tug and a lick then stepped back.

   I redressed going commando this time.  Sam paused in the hall going
through jackets and coats.

   "I'm trying to find something that is shorter than my skirt."

   She eventually settled on a suit jacket.  We gave the neighbours a
cheery wave and jumped in the car and headed off to the expo.  Parking was
in the convention car park, a VIP perk.

   Sam breathed in deeply, took off her jacket and headed in.  I followed
watching her watcher's.  She was getting quite a few second looks.  We
breezed through the ticket desk and heading in to the expo.  Like yesterday
there was a couple fucking.

   The woman was another fake boobed blond porn star.  I let my attention
drift, Sam wasn't hiding her arousal today.  Occasionally pulling at her
breasts, and biting her lip.

   I looked across the crowd, before moving close enough to nuzzle Sam's
ear.

   "If you glance casually to your right the guy in the striped shirt is
really into you."

   Sam looked across the crowd spotting the man in question.

   "How can you tell?"

   "Because given the choice between watching a sex show he is watching you
closer than I am."

   "Really?"

   "Yeah, why don't you go and flirt with him."

   "Just flirt?"

   "Start at flirting after that whatever you want."

   She took a couple of steps and hesitated but I shooed her forward.

   In my head I'd already decided that I'd be fucking Jewel today, monogamy
seemed pointless after that, also if Sam was the first to cross the line
then that made my transgressions easier.

   Sam and the guy were soon making out, I watched in case she wanted me to
step in, also it turned me on more than the sex show did.  They were paid
performers Sam wasn't acting and unlike the blond porn star Sam was
actually my type.  It seemed the guy had his hand in her thong.  I
recognised the moment Sam had an orgasm when her knees buckled.

   There seemed to be some negotiations after that but Sam returned to my
side.

   "That was so fucking hot.  Thank you.  Did you see?  He finger fucked me
to an orgasm.  He then wanted to fuck me right here."

   "I see that didn't happen."

   "No, I told him this was my first time and I wasn't up for that yet.  I
offered him a blow job but he said he was only in the mood to fuck "

   We headed into the first hall.  It was busier on the Saturday than
Friday, but we felt less overwhelmed.  Sam in particular seemed more
confident as she headed through the merchandise.  Unlike yesterday she had
a goal in mind.

   A shop girl approached us.

   "Can I help you?"

   "What do you know about butt plugs?" Sam asked with a level of
confidence I couldn't have managed.

   The girl turned and lifted up her skirt flashing her butt and the heart
shaped jewel in-between her butt cheeks.  " I'm quite familiar with them.
Do you want fashion, personal pleasure or training for anal sex?"

   "The last one.  We did anal for the first time yesterday and it hurt so
much but I had so many orgasms I did not want him to stop."

   "Yeah I get that, but I need to warn you as you get used to it and it
hurts less, well I don't cum as much but that might just be me because I'm
a bit of a pain slut.

   Right, let's get you set up with a training set."

   The girl led Sam away and they made their selections and bought the
right sort of lube.

   "So, you going to take them or do you want to wear one?" The shop girl
asks

   "Wear one, the smallest.

   "Right bend over." The girl pushes Sam down over the counter and lifts
up Sam's skirt.  The girl then looks at me.  "So how much of a pervert are
you?"

   "I'm not sure, Sam, how much of a pervert am I?"

   "I don't know, are you the one bent over the counter with your arse on
display?"

   The shop girl ignores Sam.  "So we are about to shove a hunk of steel up
your girlfriend's arse.  It would be nice to get it to body temperature
first.  Easiest way to do this is to suck on it.  Some people find that too
weird, this is fresh from the packaging so it's not been near anyone's arse
yet."

   The girl takes the plug out of the packaging and sucks it, then hands it
to me wet with her saliva.

   "I ate her arse out yesterday so I'm not that freaked by this idea."

   She watched me suck on the plug.

   "We're almost kissing."

   I take out the plug to speak.  "You're cute maybe later."

   "If you two could stop flirting my arse is still on display here." Sam
interjected but without rancour.

   The shop girl turned back to Sam.  "Not yet it isn't." With that she
pulled down Sam's thong and got her to hold her cheeks apart.  "Now you're
on display..Right this is the time we use the lube." She applied lube to
Sam's arse then my finger and then her own.

   Following her example we took turns putting a finger into her arse. 
Accompanied by moans from Sam.

   "Right a bit of lube on the plug and as you're pushing it in gentle
twist and oh, it went right in.  Sam, how does that feel?"

   "That feels alright, it went in with only a little discomfort."

   "You had anal sex for the first time yesterday?"

   "Yes, is there anything wrong?"

   "Not wrong as such but if I'm too help you make the choices and get the
right product I need information.  So why didn't you tell me he's got a big
dick.?  I think we'll want to try the next size up as your starter plug and
you may have to buy another plug as top size.  The one in your arse is not
going to be of any use.  However I'm sorry we don't refund used items."

   We repeated the process again, by the time we were finished Sam looked
up to see a crowd were watching us play with her arse.  She managed to keep
her dignity.  Even giving a slight bow when she got a smattering of
applause.

   She paid for the extra plug and just as we were leaving she called the
girl back.  "Didn't you promise my boyfriend a kiss?"

   She tried for a quick peck but I held her close.  She glanced at Sam
worried at her reaction.

   "If you want to kiss him then do so, don't use me as an excuse."

   "I pulled her back and she had no resistance, I slipped my tongue into
her mouth and was aware of Sam moving in close.

   "Go on, have a feel you can find out how big."

   This broke the spell and the girl pushed me away and made her excuses,
she said she was paid to sell not kiss.

   We drifted through some more stalls, Sam buying some new clothes.  Then
she suddenly pulled me towards the autograph tables.

   "Come on Jewel has no queue." Jewel squealed when she saw us
approaching, jumped up and gave us both hugs and got a bit handsy.

   Sam made a point of looking over Jewels price list.  "So what is a
D.R.?"

   "Dick rate, send me a photo and I'll say what I think,"

   '"What's a D.R.H and why does it cost more?" I asked.

   "Same thing but it's a humiliating review, some guys get off of that,
but it's not me.  I love cock, so I charge more."

   "And the live?"

   "A special for the expo, don't send a photo just get it out and I'll say
what I think."

   Sam pulled out her purse and counted the notes.  "We'd like the live
rating, please." Then turning to me.  "Show the nice lady your cock."

   I was guessing Sam had planned this but what the hell, I undid the one
button and my shorts pooled around my ankles.

   "Oh no, it's not hard, you can't rate it yet Jewel." To my complete
amazement Sam dropped to my knees and started to suck me.  The whole
situation was charged.  And I was hard before she'd gone up and down twice.
We got some gawkers from the crowd and Sam put on a show.

   When Sam pulled off Jewel was there and she ran her hand along my cock
then took hold of it surprised her thumb couldn't get all around it, more a
measure of how small Jewel is.  Then she sucked me into her mouth.  Taking
me all the way in until my balls rests on her chin.

   "Wow, you know you'll have to teach me to do that, I start choking when
he's half way in." Sam admitted.

   Jewel got back to her feet idly stroking me.  "Let me see, I'd
definitely give this cock one.  I love it, I want it.  Have you changed
your mind yet?"

   Sam had been ignoring Jewel and was instead playing on her phone.  "I
just sent you something on the fans site,"

   Jewel's eyes got wide as she watched the video.  "Holy fuck girl, Jase
log onto my account and watch that video."

   I watched Jase's eyes go wide as he looked between Sam and his phone,
although naked Sam in the video and dressed Sam wasn't all that different.

   Sam looked at me, a question in her eyes, I nodded.  and Sam played with
her phone again.

   "Yes We've changed our minds, I've just sent you our address, postcode
and mobiles."

   Jewel jumped into my arms and pulled me in for a kiss.  Jase did the
same and was soon making out with Sam.

   A cough from behind me caught my attention and I saw that Jewel had a
queue starting to build.  She was of course here on business.

   It was slightly harder to disengage Sam from Jase but we left the two of
them at their tables and drifted back into the halls.  We had no particular
plan and we'd had more interactions with the general audience on the
previous day.  Maybe Sam's boobs, out and proud made us look too hardcore.

   "Sam!" A voice to our left shouted.  And suddenly Sam's assistant Sarah
was there.  "Oh my god girl, look at you, you're always so professional and
wow, the girls are just out there."

   Sam introduced us both and I looked her up, she was a good looking young
woman, Sam assured me she was nineteen.

   "I don't know if I could be so daring."

   Sam was going to let that slide but I cut across.  "Oh we both know you
could Sarah.  After all it's not like Sam's on the main stage in just her
panties."

   "Oh shit, oh fuck, you guys were here yesterday?  I was such a slut."

   Sam cut in.  "Not really it just looked like you were having fun.  In
fact it made me realise how little I know you outside work.  We should
hangout some time."

   Sarah looked a little unsure.  So Sam reassured her.  "In work I'm the
boss, outside of work I'm not, if my lecherous boyfriend makes lewd
comments about seeing you on stage and you don't like it, tell him to fuck
off.  Won't effect Monday.  If however you pick up on a subtext that we're
trying to talk you into a threesome and the idea interests you then we can
talk.  Although we can't do anything tonight, we're going to swap for the
first time.'

   Sarah looked a little wild eyed.  "You're going to swing?  That is so
fucking hot.  I'll think about the other and talk to you."

   "Not in work though.  You need to compartmentalise your life.  I go out
drinking with Carol our senior manager.  When she bursts into my office
demanding a report I don't say bitch you're only cranky because your
hungover also I have video of you doing drunk karaoke.  What I do is say
yes Carol then I make your life hell."

   Sarah paused to think.  "Yeah I think I get it."

   "Then know this.  He," she pointed at me then, "wants to fuck you.  I've
never done anything with a girl but seeing you on stage yesterday made me
wet so I think I do too."

   "Okay wow.  Well that's an unexpected outcome.  A little bit of me was
worried I might get fired if word got out about yesterday." Sarah paused
and looked Sam over, lingering at her boobs.  She then stared at me or at
least my crotch.  "Yeah, you'll have to invite me over sometime."

   We drifted around some more, did some window shopping.  Sam seemed
hesitant.

   She pulled me close.  "This day is not matching my expectations.  I'd
assumed we'd have both hooked up by now.  Beyond the bit of kissing we've
done.  I'm going into the main hall, whatever they are doing on stage I'm
in for it.  Wet t-shirt, sure.  A girl to act like Sarah yesterday,
absolutely.  Someone to get fucked by every single person with a penis or
strap on in the convention centre, I doubt I'd get so lucky.  I'm horny, I
need to fuck and at this moment in time I really need it to be in public
and with someone other than you.  If you get the option to join me up there
do so, or fuck someone in the crowd but I have an absolute need to do
something crazy."

   I don't know what her intent was with her speech but my cock was tenting
my shorts when we went into the hall.

   There were two girls on stage, both naked one fucking the other with a
dildo.  Turns out one was a professional the other a girl from the
audience. I was now so hard I could hammer in nails with my dick.

   I lost focus on pretty much anything but the on stage sex.  But I was
jostled by a guy going past.  Obviously staff, as his t-shirt read.

   "Hey Jimmy." Sam called out to him.

   "Sam?" He gave her a look up and down before settling on her breasts.  "
I'm looking for couples for the next act, I wouldn't expect you to say yes
but I wouldn't expect to see you in that top.

   It's some game show format, if your boyfriend can answer questions about
you, you get a prize.  If he gets it wrong you'll be naked and fucked on
stage."

   "Oh that would be a terrible thing to do, He always forgets things like
my birthday.  Where do we sign up?"

   While Jimmy took us to sign declarations taking some of the fun out of
the shows, knowing that everyone who ended up on stage had some idea of
what was coming did reduce some romance of it.  Sam explained her strategy
to me.

   "I'll answer everything completely honestly.

   You get everything wrong.  Hopefully there will be some other woman on
stage for you to play with.  If not I'll do you too.  I need this, I really
need it.  Please can we?"

   I watched another couple get selected.  Not porn stars but real people.
I had the definite desire to see the other woman naked and hopefully to
fuck her.

   "Yeah let's do this.  Let's put on a show."

   After a delay when I had second, third and fourth thoughts.  Could I do
this, would I be a

   Okay with Sam doing this.  Would I actually be able to get it up.  We
were finally brought on stage.  There was a host and two assistants male
and female, dressed in just their underwear.

   We did introductions, the host told lame jokes and tried to make
everything an innuendo.  Finally the female assistant locked me in a
soundproof plexiglass box a moment later the other female contestant whose
name was Ali was locked in with me.

   There wasn't a lot of space, I was horny and she was takin part in a sex
game show.  We were soon making out like teenagers left alone for the first
time.  I managed to get my hand on her bum, Ali got a hand on my cock. 
Then unfortunately the door was opened.

   The host turned to me.  "We asked Sam who is her celebrity crush and
which celebrity would she want to fuck?"

   That would be a tough question if I was trying to get it right.  As it
was, I came up with a quick answer.  "Honestly she doesn't care, provided
they have a cock and a pulse she'd fuck anyone."

   Sam glared at me, although I couldn't tell if that was part of the act.

   "The answer I have is George Clooney, who does have a pulse but I'm
afraid we can't accept that answer.  Sorry Sam, you're going to have to
lose an item of clothing."

   Sam went to the front of the stage, pulling up and dropping her skirt a
couple of times before pushing it down and stepping out of it.  She was now
in a completely transparent top and a thong that barely covered her pussy
lips.

   Ali was asked how soon after meeting Dave she'd had sex.  The answer was
first date so she stayed clothed.

   "Right then, Liam you better try harder or your girlfriend is going to
end up naked on stage." The female assistant was asking this question "So
we asked Sam, does she think you've got a big cock."

   Oh well time to deviate from the plan.  "Yes, because it is." I undid
the one button and my shorts pooled around my ankles.  The female host's
eyes bulged and I heard whoops and cheers from the crowd, I stroked myself
a couple of times.

   "The answer I have on the card is yes, it fills me so good.  So I can
accept that answer." The female host walked up to me.  And whispered to me.
"You happy to stay like that for the rest of the show?" I nodded.  "I'm
going to lick you now."

   She dropped to her knees and sucked me into her mouth.  She managed to
deep throat me and pulled out.  "Yes he fills me so good is the right
answer."

   The audience were loving this laughter and cheering was filling the
hall.

   Ali was asked if she spits or swallows.  She answered swallows, but
prefers facials.  Which matched her card so she stayed dressed and I hadn't
lost anything by giving the right answer.

   The male host approached me.  "So feeling cocky now you've got a
question right.  So next question.  Where is Sam's favourite place to have
sex?"

   "Favourite?  I mean is anywhere a favourite?  In the house, car, garden,
the park, the pub.  She just likes to fuck."

   "Right the answer I have on the card is in the living room shouting so
loud the neighbours turn up the TV."

   "Yeah there too." The audience laughed at my line and cheered as Sam
took off her top leaving her in just her thong.

   "If you don't get some more answers right we'll find out if Sam's
favourite place to fuck up here on this stage.  Right Ali, we asked Clive
which film star would you most like to fuck?

   For once Ali and Clive didn't match up and she had to take her top off.
Showing off a bra.

   I was a little disappointed that Sam would be nude soon and Ali would
have no more opportunities to take off clothes.

   "So we asked Sam about anal sex.  Does she let you take her arse?"

   "Let me?  she insists on it.  She barely lets me in any other hole.  She
says a day without something in her arse is a wasted day.  Check now, she
has a plug in her arse she just loves being filled that way."

   "Do you want to think about your answer?  You know if you get this wrong
your girlfriend is going to end up naked on stage and fucked?"

   "No she is an arse fiend who does it all the time there."

   The male assistant walked up behind Sam.

   "Well I'm afraid that is not the answer on the card." The assistant
pulled down Sam's thong and threw it into the crowd.

   Then pushed her to her knees although he didn't meet much resistance. 
He was only wearing a posing pouch and Sam soon had that off him and was
sucking him, although he took control of her head and was hitting the back
of her throat.

   The female assistant was soon next to me with a hand on my cock.  "She
is going to get fucked now.  Are you going to be ok?"

   "We're about to find out, I got the answers wrong on purpose.  This was
the plan.  I might need distracting though."

   "Oh dear, my bra fell off." Said the female assistant.  Who turned out
to be Isla.  She let me know the guy with his cock in my wife's throat was
Brad.

   "We'll see how much Clive and Ali want to join in but it's orgy city
from here on in.  We'll just pretend that Sam is getting her punishment for
losing for a bit longer.  Then we can all go wild."

   When Brad pulled out from Sam I could already see her make up failing,
her lipstick was smeared and her mascara running.  The host, Spencer
stepped in front of her and lowered his pants.  Sam had a new cock to suck.
Spencer was also intent on giving Sam a throat fucking lesson.  Part of me
wanted to object but I knew Sam was perfectly capable of punching him in
the balls if she needed to.

   Brad was speaking to Clive and Ali, some agreement must have been
reached as Clive stood in front of Sam and got out his cock.  Ali came and
stood next to me and I soon found her hand on my cock.

   "Ali you are overdressed for this party", Isla told her before helping
her out of her trousers

   So I now had two half undressed women keeping me distracted from Sam.

   Clive took his turn on Sam's mouth and proved the difference between a
guy off the street and someone who films porn.  Sam barely sucked him for a
minute before he came without warning causing Sam to choke and spit.

   "Yeah that happens more often than I'd like to admit." Ali said sadly.

   Isla stepped around behind Ali and unclipped her bra, "I think it's time
for us to play."

   I sank to my knees before Ali, "You did win the game, how about I eat
you out for a bit?"

   With that I pulled down her panties.  Ali had a bit of a bush but it was
well trimmed and tidy and I didn't hesitate as I pushed my face into it and
started to lick her lower lips.

   Maybe it was the public performance aspect or maybe Ali and Clive were
well suited but she was soon cumming and she was one of those women who get
too sensitive to continue after their orgasm.

   I looked up to check on Sam.  Sam was standing with her hands on her
knees her back at ninety degrees to her legs and Spencer was fucking her
and Brad was in her mouth they swapped positions as I watched and Sam
caught my eye, her makeup totally ruined her body had a sheen from her
orgasms but she had a smile of pure bliss.

   Isla was not prepared to let me get distracted by Sam's situation and
sucked me into her mouth and immediately deep throated me.  She then backed
off holding just the tip in her mouth and doing things with her tongue I'd
never experienced before causing my brain to melt.

   Isla was a porn star and she knew a thing about blow jobs.  I think I
lasted longer in her mouth than Clive did in Sam's but I had no way of
knowing.  Time itself had lost meaning.  After all my activity yesterday I
was surprised by how much cum she milked from me.

   When my mind returned to my body I looked to see Sam, someone had cum in
her as I could see a trail down her inner thigh, Spencer I'm guessing,
because he had stepped away from her and now had his mike back in his hand.

   "Ladies and gentlemen of the audience, Sam here is one of the backroom
team who put this event on.  She sorted out the legal stuff and booked some
of the guests and now as a thank you for her hard work Brad is going to
fuck her arse." The crowd roared their approval.  Jostling to get a better
view of what was about to happen.

   "Wait." I shouted, Isla looked worried.  But I spoke quietly to her and
Spencer came over to me with the mike.

   "Sam, darling.  Your makeup is ruined, you've got cum on your face, cum
dripping down your legs but I've never seen you look sexier, I've never
seen you look happier.  I've never seen you freer, I love you Sam.  I'm not
prepared for this, I've got no ring but,"

   I dropped to my knee.

   "Sam, will you marry me "

   Sam started crying and took hold of me.  I could hear her muffled
replies of Yes.

   I looked up at her then past her to Brad.

   "Now you can fuck my fiancÃ(C)e's arse"

   And he did to the crowd's roar of approval.
   End.