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Subject: {ASSM} At The Club Chapter 2: Act 2
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Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2016 03:10:02 -0400
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This is fiction. No resemblance to any person living or dead is intended.

I am really not sure how to describe my state of mind after all that. 
On one side I was shocked and, perhaps, a little humiliated that all 
those other guys had watched my wife ask that complete stranger to fuck 
her and then scream as he made her cum so hard; that she had brayed out 
her lust and pleasure to an audience of other men and begged a him to 
use her. On the other side were the undeniable facts that I had been 
completely unable to look away and that my cock was like an iron bar. 
The sounds and the smell of sex will do that, I suppose. I was trying 
to make sense of how I felt when the tannoy voice interrupted my 
thoughts. "Next up is 'Two Into One'. Welcome back to Kelly. Want to 
introduce yourself to newbies, Kelly?" A shortish young woman with 
bobbed black hair and icy blue eyes stepped onto the platform. She had 
a gorgeous figure and a racy smile. "Hi! I'm Kelly" she said, raising 
her hand and pointing to the ring on her finger. "I'm married but my 
husband's away on a business trip. While the cat's away, this mouse 
just loves to play"

My eyes could do nothing but follow her down the steps to the dais. She 
sat at its centre, her knees apart and her feet together, her hand 
between her thighs stroking her already moist pussy. The voice came 
again across the tannoy. "OK Gentlemen. I't'll be the two closest to 
the random time. Three. Two. One. Go!" Almost without thinking I 
pressed the button on my handset. I was now so caught up in the 
sex-charged atmosphere of the room that instinct was beginning to take 
over and I felt a sudden unexpected shock of disappointment when the 
tannoy voice  told Number twelve and Number 16 to come and claim their 
prize.

Two men - one in his late thirties, I'd guess, and one in his 
mid-forties stripped off their clothes and approached the dais. Kelly 
laid herself back on the slick surface just as Marilyn had done and 
waited for them. Number Twelve came up onto the dais and bestrode 
Kelly's neck. His intention was pretty clear and Kelly took his already 
hard cock in her left hand and guided it to her mouth. She began to 
lick the swollen purple glans with long slow deliberate movements of 
her tongue. At the same time Number 16 lay with his head between her 
open thighs and began to lap at her pussy lips with long languid 
strokes. I heard her moan and knew that Number 16 knew exactly how wet 
and ready she was.

Number Twelve rose from his position and knelt by Kelly's head. Then 
Kelly sat up and turned so that she was on her hands and her knees. Her 
face was close to Number Twelve's cock and her ass was in the air ready 
for Number sixteen to fuck her. Wrapping her fingers around Number 
Twelve's hard shaft she brought his glistening purple helmet to her 
scarlet lips, opened her mouth and took him in. At the same moment  
Number Sixteen sank his long, thick cock into her pussy. I heard her 
gasp as he entered her and she redoubled her sucking of Number Twelve, 
taking him ever deeper into her mouth.

The sounds of fucking filled the room - the grunts and gasps as the 
three drove each other toward orgasm. There is, too a characteristic 
smell that blends semen and pussy juices with sweat and lust and it 
saturated and it filled the air like a heady perfume. It was clear to 
me now what Marilyn had meant when she said she had not had a lover. 
There was no love here - just an ardent desire for pure unalloyed sex. 
Kelly had come here for this and this alone - to throw inhibitions, 
complexity and the requirements of relationships to the wind and simply 
enjoy getting screwed.

Number Sixteen had picked up the pace by now and was driving into the 
young woman hard and fast. Eventually she could continue sucking no 
longer and took her mouth off Number Twelve's cock to scream out an 
intense orgasm. Her whole body shook as she did her best to keep 
stroking Number Twelve's glistening shaft. Then, as she came down from 
her ecstatic plateau she began sucking again fiercely. At last Number 
Sixteen began to grunt. He drove deep into Kelly's pussy and held his 
cock there as it pulsed his cum into her married pussy. A few moments 
later and it was Number Twelve's turn. He held Kelly's head and filled 
her mouth with his sperm. Coquettishly Kelly licked her red lips and a 
drop of pearly semen dripped from between them. All three collapsed 
onto the dais for a few moments. There was then a round of applause as 
Kelly mounted the steps to the platform. She waved to the audience and 
walked off as the two men returned to their seats and dressed.

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