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Sister 5 The Submission Game - part 3 (MMF, exh, orgy,
intr, challenge sex)
by Coyote (coyote1@lvcm.com)
***
Jodi continues her exploits in her "submission game"
that was set up by her sister, Jessica, my wife.
(Chapter 5)
THE SUBMISSION GAME - Part 3
I let her sleep on the way back, and the short nap did Jodi
a world of good. Upon entering the house, we were greeted
by Eve who said that her husband was entertaining Jessica
on the patio, and they were all waiting to see Jodi in her
new outfit. Catching my eyes glancing around the room, Eve
smirked and escorted us through the house to the French
doors opening onto the veranda. What we saw when we got
there was very impressive, but not that surprising. Eve's
husband and Jessica were in a 69 with Jess on top.
It being a warm day, both were sweating profusely, my
wife's slick creamy white body atop Tyler's shiny black
skin was working hard as her hips ground her pussy onto his
mouth, and her blond head bobbed up and down on his hard
black shaft. It's funny how I remember small details, but
her hands were cupped around his balls massaging them,
while she occasionally slipped a finger in his asshole. Her
eyes were closed, and his head was buried between her legs,
slurping away at her cunt.
The three of us stood there, Jodi now hanging on my arm and
looking at me to make sure I was ok. We watched Jessica and
listened to her squishing sounds, pumping and sucking
faster, apparently totally unaware of our presence. As the
pace picked up, Jodi squeezed my arm and pointed to his
balls, which she could see were pulling up to the base of
his shaft, indicating his imminent ejaculation. I could
tell when Jessica came from the shudder of her ass cheeks,
and his release was obvious when the cum flowed from
between his cock and Jess's lips. Her small mouth was
stretched over his thick black pole, which made it hard to
swallow, and so, much of his jism just poured over her
hands at the base.
After waiting about 30 seconds, Jodi started a slow
singular applause, startling the pair who awoke from their
revere, and looked up, still in position on the big
mattress left there from the night before. Before she even
said a word, Jessica locked eyes with me, and, again, in
her taunting way, lowered her mouth full length again on
the softening cock she still held in her hands. She pulled
her head back up, let go with a popping sound, and went
right on to licking up and consuming the spilled semen from
her hands and his balls.
Without losing eye contact with me, Jessica spoke, "Wow!
Quite an outfit, Sis, don't you think, honey?" She rolled
her hips slightly to the side, but still held on to the now
semi-rigid cock. Her use of the word 'honey' was directed
at her black lover who just finished giving her a mouthful
of semen.
"Yeah, lots of exposure. You should have seen the attention
I got today. And talk about access! I felt naked most of
the day, and there was no problem accommodating the men in
the adult store. I have to say it - Thanks, sister, but I
guess we can all see that your not waiting for your turn in
the harness."
"Hey, when your hot, you're hot! You can't expect me to
wait around all day...can you? Wait....don't answer that. I
know you expect all the attention, but I needed some of it
before I blew my top. Being on the same cycle, I think you
understand."
Eve piped up, "Are we going to stand around all evening
watching these two fuck? I don't know about you, but I'm
starved!"
The vision of Jessica peeling herself off her black lover,
and prancing across the floor only served to make my balls
step up their pace of producing sperm. As much as I wished
I could enjoy a double blond header, the two women
sauntered off to another part of the house to prepare for
an evening of dining and dancing. Tyler dragged himself off
the mattress, came over and actually did his best in
complimenting me on having such a "hot bitch" in my kennel.
"You're one lucky man! Sweet and tight.....sweet, tight and
baby white! At least, that's what she said she wanted me to
put inside her, except that you might say that it would
actually be baby black." He chuckled, and invited me to
share his room for changing.
It was now close to 6pm, and as I sat waiting in the living
room, patiently talking to our host and hostess, the
doorbell rang, and without hesitation, Eve yelled to "come
in." Three invited guests for our dinner party entered the
house. Sam and Michael were two well known club members
(both black as the ace of spades), and were accompanied by
Sheree, a petite white girl with deep auburn colored hair
that hung straight to mid-back.
I had seen both men before, and knew them to be well hung,
polite fellows that were among my wife and sister's
favorite sex partners. Sheree was also a club member, and
was soon to invited to become one of the inner circle
members due to her expressed fondness for mixed color, and
very outspoken delight at Jodi's performance when consuming
cum some time ago.
Although not exceptionally built, Sheree had a friendly,
outgoing personality that allowed her to use her piercing
green eyes, cute facial features, and relatively slim
figure to attract and seduce most any man of her choice.
When she approached me saying, "Hi, I'm your lucky escort
for the evening," I knew I had been set up, and my wife had
plans of her own for the night. Sheree was hanging on my
arm in a heartbeat, and, to my delight, made it very clear
that I would suffer no frustration this evening.
The Spanish tile floor allowed Jodi and Jessica to announce
their entry by the sound of heels clicking down the hall.
Two stunning blondes stood before the gathering. Jessica
was in a short tight fitting cocktail dress that was
backless, had a halter type strap around her neck, and
plunging neckline between her breasts in the front. The
white stretchy material left nothing to the imagination, as
there were no detectable panty lines or attempt to hide her
shapely breasts. Jodi was decked out in the number we had
purchased for her earlier, and looked beautifully seductive
with nipple rings, attached choker chain, and leg chains
drooping from below her short hemline that was made even
more apparent by her high heels.
Now, it's a good thing that everyone here were friends, and
knew exactly what this weekend (and especially this
evening) was all about. The theme here was to get Jodi
fucked as much as she could stand, and for everyone to
enjoy either doing it to her, or watching it being done to
her. At almost the same instance that I glanced at the
clock, Jess noticed me and said, "...and this weekend, my
sister is really lucky to have such a loving and attentive
brother-in-law to guide her and see that her needs are met.
By the way, how's Sis's schedule coming?"
"I'm afraid it's just about to slip if we don't do
something about it in the next ten minutes. Jodi's service
schedule indicates that maintenance is due, and it's only
the polite thing to offer the duty to guests first. Any of
you gentlemen volunteering?"
The man quaffing a drink lost out to Michael, who sprang up
and beat a path to where Jodi and Jessica were standing.
With a cavalier swoop of one hand, and holding her hand in
the other, he said, "Dear miss Jodi, would you do me the
honor?"
"Why yes, kind sir! May I suggest the coffee table?"
"Oh, my yes! How thoughtful. I'm sure the other guests
would love to...oh, sheeeeit!" Jodi had immediately dropped
to her knees, extracted his black tool in record speed, and
had a lip lock on the black beast to raise it to attention.
With her pretty blond locks bouncing back and forth, it was
only a matter of seconds before she removed the black meat
from between her red lips, and moved to the coffee table as
promised. While the man pushed his pants to around his
ankles, Jodi positioned herself at the edge of the massive
stone table, and drew her feet up to her ass, and, leaning
back on her hands, spread her knees wide to each side. Her
short skirt was drawn up around her waist with little
problem, offering an excellent view of her bald pussy and
widely spread lips. Jodi's pussy spreader was doing its
job, and offered an excellent unobstructed view directly
into her baby oven.
Michael paused kneeling at her entrance, his glistening
cock in hand. At a good ten plus inches, it was an
incredibly erotic sight as he rubbed the head up and down
in her pussy slit. A pretty blond girl, dressed for
cocktails and exposing her shaven self as a black cock
slowly slid into her. Sheree was at my side, kneading my
hard-on through my pants and breathing heavy at the sight.
The show was clear, deliberate, and very sensual as Michael
sank himself into her slowly, penetrating inches more at a
time, and took his time in enjoying each deepening thrust.
"Black man fucking white girl and with an audience," was
the title of this painting, and everyone sat quietly
soaking up the beauty of the moment.
Sam's crotch was getting the same treatment as mine from
Jessica, but we all strained hard to save the ultimate
release for later. Michael was apparently ready for this
evening, for try as he did, he couldn't hold off for more
than three or four minutes of fucking Jodi before he pumped
his seed deep inside. He held his cock buried full length
to ensure the little seedlings penetrated to her deepest
cavern, then slowly pulled his half erection from her open
hole. Jodi had her eyes closed and was rocking with the
motion of the thrusts, but had not come. Almost to the top,
she moaned her disappointment, looked dreamily over to me,
and mouthed softly, "Please, bro! Please, please?"
Sheree leaned up and whispered in my ear, "Go ahead, make
her happy. I want to watch, and before the night is over,
I'll fuck and suck you so hard that your balls will cave
in!"
How could I resist. Besides, there was a bit of retribution
in my madness as I knelt between Jodi's beautiful splayed
legs, and gave her freshly fucked pussy the best head that
a man could give. It made me happy to glance at Jess to see
a slightly contorted look on her face, and the more
strained her expression, the better my service of her great
tasting sister.
I took pleasure in running my tongue leisurely up and down
the inner folds of Jodi's cunt lips. I took her clit
between my lips and began a gentle sucking motion, just
like she had done to my cock, only this time I was able to
hold the jewel with my mouth while licking the underside
with the tip of my tongue. Slowly but surely, Jodi came
with a vengeance, her hand behind my head, pulling my mouth
and tongue into her. When her climax started easing, she
locked eyes with mine, and gave the unmistakable message of
total satisfaction. She leaned forward, cupped my head in
her hands, and whispered so that no one else heard, "That
was the best, bro....that was the best!" I smiled, kissed
her cheek, and turned saying, "Now let's all go to dinner."
~~
The van easily accommodated our party of eight as we drove
into town and arrived at a prominent downtown hotel where
we had reservations at a rather exclusive restaurant. The
meal was excellent, and was enjoyed in a relaxed and
friendly atmosphere that, by any other standard, could have
been a family reunion. However, the twist that heightened
the conversation was that it was mostly centered around
Jodi's experiences, and her detailed descriptions of sexual
adventures throughout the day.
I think that most of the spice came from the enthusiasm
with which Jodi related each episode of embarrassment and
raw sex that followed her that day. She seemed alive with
glowing memories as she gracefully consumed her meal and
simultaneously intertwined stories of her adventures in the
normal dinner conversation for the entertainment of the
group. What was particularly enticing was the fact that she
made no effort to stop her explanations when being served,
so I know that the waiter distinctly heard bits and pieces
of Jodi's intimate descriptions.
Jodi's "obligations" were relaxed for the evening meal, but
were scheduled to resume later that night. After dinner
drinks were taken in the hotel lounge, so the party of
eight grandly paraded to a table at a window that
overlooked the city. Entertainment was provided in disco
style as the popular gathering place began filling up.
Patrons and staff were both noticed as unable to hide their
curiosity of the arrangement at our table - eight people:
four men, only one white, and four women, only one black.
The seating was especially noticeable with Jodi and Jessica
each nuzzled between the three black men. The dance floor
was lit enough for everyone to watch those on the floor,
but the lighting at the tables was subdued. Nevertheless,
to add to her sister's ordeal, Jessica asked, "Tyler,
wouldn't you and the others like a little splash of Jodi in
your drinks?"
Jodi blushed in the dim light as Tyler queried, "What do
you mean?"
"I mean...a little splash of breast milk for you fellas."
A broad smile swept over the black faces as they turned to
Jodi who, lowering part of her dress, took Tyler's glass,
and began expressing milk from her tit. A few squirts into
two glasses was all she could manage, since she was
slightly dehydrated from her day's activity and the
dancing. "Oh, here. Let me help," Jessica volunteered, and
she immediately took Michael's glass, pulled down one side
of her dress, and began squeezing her breast and nipple.
Within seconds the white milk began to stream into the
glass, and she kept squeezing until there was a good shot
in the man's drink. Several patrons sat in shock at the
next table, but Jessica continued without missing a stroke
by recovering the exposed breast, uncovering the other, and
continuing to milk herself into Sam's glass. Without saying
a word, she covered back up when done, and went back to
sipping her drink. Both girls love an exhibition, and found
it even more enticing to flaunt it in a public place. The
thrill, the excitement, the rush was the adrenaline that
kept them pushing the envelope.
Music blared and the vibrations of the sound heated up the
sexual sensations pervading the lounge. More couples began
dancing on the slightly elevated wooden floor in the middle
of the room, and we all took turns with each other at the
table in enjoying the feeling of the night. Music that you
can feel never fails to be an aphrodisiac for women
whenever dancing is involved. Tonight was no exception,
and, in fact, was very much intended to fuel the sensual
fires of the ladies in our party. On the only occasion I
had to dance with my wife, my visual suspicions were
physically confirmed as it was easy to feel the absence of
undergarments, and the consequential arousal of her smooth
skin, covered by the thinnest of material. Her breathing
was not made heavy from the exercise of dancing, but I
could tell that sexual tension was building within her, and
fanning the flames that made her body sweat and her eyes
glaze over with a "come fuck me" expression.
Jodi was by no means ignored on the dance floor, for the
combination of dress, body chains, and protruding pierced
nipples was accentuated by the way she worked the crowd
with her finely honed tools. As she danced she could feel
her nakedness being teased by rushing air from underneath
her skirt, and she would take advantage of the fast tunes
to twirl in a fashion that made the material of her fancy
cocktail dress stand straight out like a spinning
cheerleader's. As she spun, she knowingly displayed the
obvious connections of her leg chains.
The pussy spreader flashed instantaneous beams from the
disco lights positioned around the base of the dance floor
and pointed up toward the dancers. The baldness of her
pussy and ass was greeted with unbelieving glances from the
tables surrounding the floor, as well as those fortunate
enough to look up from across the room at the exact moment
of exposure. The sight of the two sisters gyrating in both
slow and fast motion with black and white partners alike
caused audible levels of moans and groans as their dance
cards quickly filled.
"Wait! Dance cards!?" I thought to myself as it suddenly
occurred to me that Jessica was coming back to our table
and giving four digit numbers to Eve, who immediately
jotted them on a 3 by 5 card. When she had collected about
a dozen numbers, the sisters came back to the table to sit
for awhile, and enjoy a drink break. Their bodies were
glistening with dew as their refreshed drinks were sipped
in a prelude to the upcoming events.
Jess made eye contact with first me, then the group saying,
"Well, are we ready for the next round?" An enthusiastic
nod from all at our table was met by raised eyebrows from
Jodi and myself as Jess furthered, "Let's get to the room
so the party can get started." The interracial party got up
and made our way to a hotel suite that was reserved for the
night. On the way out of the disco, Jessica pointed and
nodded to many of the men with whom she and Jodi danced, as
if signaling her unspoken, but well understood, selection
for the night. Many men nodded and prepared to leave for
their rooms. Turning to the group as we walked, "Oh, and by
the way, Jodi's back on schedule as of right now." 11 p.m.
and the night was still young.
The suite consisted of two bedrooms, each with a king size
bed, and a central living area with couch, coffee table and
two overstuffed chairs. The wet bar completed the amenities
of the nicely furnished refuge, and was immediately set
upon by our black host and his wife, who began preparing
refreshments for all. In the same sweeping motion that it
took all to enter the suite and take a first look around,
Jessica took charge saying, "Ok, everyone, party time!
Strip and make yourselves at home." We all knew what was
expected, and began removing the clothes that kept our
bodies from being shared. Piles of material were created in
the two bedrooms, and soon naked bodies were everywhere,
with hands pouring over the family that was created for
this special occasion.
The half hour that it took to walk from the disco, visit
the rest room, and shed our clothes was graciously pointed
out as leaving only 30 minutes for Jodi to fulfill her next
fuck obligation. I knew it, and she didn't blink an eye or
lose a beat as her freshly denuded body grabbed Sam, flung
him down on one of the beds, and began work on his already
semi rigid tool. Sheree and I watched for the few minutes
it took for Jodi to get Sam hard and turn around to where
she was being fucked doggy style, black balls slapping
against her white ass. I had seen plenty of Jodi getting
reamed all day, so I took Sheree by the hand, and with
jiggling tits, she followed me to the main room.
By now, Sheree was as hot as a smoking pistol, and
literally attacked my body with unmasked lust. She wasted
no time in maneuvering our bodies into a heated sixty-nine
on the sofa, and pushed her sopping pussy over my mouth as
she sucked my cock like it was her last. Like most of the
women in the club's inner circle, she too had no pubic hair
to spoil the view.
In fact, Sheree had gone to the added expense of having a
complete electrolysis make over of her pussy, which left it
stubble free, and a favorite of most of the club members,
including many of the women. The feeling, scent, and taste
of her girl juice took me to another world of total
pleasure and freedom of expression as I did my best to
twist her around my tongue. I didn't want her to come right
away, but pent-up fire overtook her body and sent her into
a shivering mass of pulses that caused her legs to close
against the sides of my head as she flooding pussy treated
my to extras. Her body shook for over a full minute while
she thankfully stopped her fellation of my prick. I just
love it when I'm able to make a woman completely lose
control, but always make sure she isn't in the position to
bite me off at the root.
Her eyes opened dreamily as she looked back at me and
twisted around to return the favor. I slouched on the sofa
with my legs spread wide, and feet on the coffee table,
while Sheree knelt between my legs in perfect position. She
took me in her warm mouth, and started allowed her saliva
to coat my penis as she began her incredibly strong sucking
motions. I was in Heaven, and got even harder when I
noticed a beautiful nubian female body spreading its legs
next to me on the couch. I place may hand on the wet pussy
being offered, and ran my fingers over the erect clitoris
while slipping my thumb inside the juicy hole. It was my
turn to play white on black as Sheree serviced my cock from
below. I changed hand positions with two, then three
fingers in her pussy and my thumb sliding back and forth
over her clit, producing an arousal of heavy breathing,
closed eyes, and hips bucking against my hand.
I was way beyond caring about the scenes available to me
through the open doorways to the bedrooms. Jessica had a
big black cock plunging deep in her pussy as she knelt over
Michael resting her hands on his shoulders, and pumping his
tool with her cunt from atop. The view, mostly from the
back, but slightly to the side, afforded me a good shot of
her bouncing tits and stretched pussy lips while she rode
the black horse underneath, slapping against his balls on
every down stroke.
Through the other door I could see Jodi being skewered
front and back on two black poles. The dinner break gave
her new life, and she obviously was feeling her second
wind. The sight of the two blondes being black fucked was
too much for my imagination, and I nearly exploded into
Sheree's mouth. By now, I could hear the moans and groans
of climaxes from both bedrooms. Male and female voices
alike were tuned to a high pitch as virtually all came
within a matter of minutes. The girls were shuddering as
their male studs filled them to their very depths with
black semen in mouths and vaginas.
As a member in good standing, I could not ignore the
violent anticipation of the Eve to my side, and I rolled
over to service the dark flower, which opened to petal pink
at the touch. I positioned myself between her legs, and
Sheree guided me in. It was such a different feeling, a
white man fucking a black girl, and I realized that it just
isn't the same as the contrast between a black man and
white woman. As my white cock sank between the dark lips,
they were pulled inward making a most unusual contrast, but
as I withdrew, the black turned to pink as if this
chameleon kept turning inside out, shifting from taboo to
non-taboo. With a white woman, it's a continuous skewering
with black meat into a seemingly virginal and pure orifice.
The ravage of the purity combined with the taboo of
possibly mixing skin colors in a new life form makes that
coupling unique in all the world, thus forming the basis of
dreams, nightmares and fantasies as one wishes to view it.
Within minutes I was pumping white sperm into Eve's dark
body, and producing a climax reaction in response to my
release. White or black, the feelings are the same, and we
both lay in the ecstasy of the moment, breathing deeply of
each other while my cock drifted into temporary and sleepy
bliss.
"All right!" was all we heard as our moment was broken with
Jodi's words. "Good to see you in the spirit, bro, but,
that leaves four empty cocks by my count. Now what am I
supposed to do?"
As she picked up the phone to start calling the collected
room numbers, Jess said, "Your dance card was filled, but
the music hasn't stopped. You don't intend to disappoint
all these gentlemen, now do you?" She continued her
dialing, and, one by one, made the invitations. Managing to
contact around four of the chosen few, another three
remained unanswered, so she kept the list by the phone for
future reference.
We only had time for half a drink before the first knock on
the door, and Jessica went to answer. She peeped through
the viewer before opening the door, and recognized one of
the men she had contacted earlier. Seven naked people
watched as Jess slowly opened the door, revealing her nude
body in invitation to come in. Her invite was met with a
broad smile as our first victim was immediately offered a
drink. Before she could close the door, two more men were
standing in the hallway gaping at the scene inside. "Well
don't just stand there fellas. There's plenty more of this
inside." Jess finally got the door closed after the men
entered, and we proceeded with introductions as the men
fumbled with their drinks, slack-jawed at the sight before
them.
As with most swingers groups, the people at an orgy are, by
nature, very friendly, and this helped enormously to ease
the feelings of our new guests. The first thing we all
wanted was to get these guys undressed, and into the mood,
a task at which the women were masters. In no time, the
female contingent were peeling the clothes from the new
party members, and letting it known that they were there to
please. One black man and two white were gracefully brought
up to date on the purpose of this evening, that being to
satisfy the nymph named Jodi with some good banging.
The men happily said they would oblige, and asked about the
other women to which Jessica answered, "Oh, we're here to
help get you guys in the mood, but it's my sister that your
here to fuck." The guys literally snapped their heads at
the word "sister", and their cocks seemed to spring to
attention. I could only guess that it was heaven enough to
be invited to fuck a couple of blondes, but knowing that
these were sisters almost made them muster up a
simultaneous premature ejaculation as if being
choreographed. "Yes, here to help..." Jess continued,
"...but I'll guarantee that if a little bit of cum should
spill in my little box too, I wouldn't mind a bit."
"You wouldn't dare, Sis!" Jodi shouted jokingly.
"Just you watch me!" was Jess's retort as she spun around,
dropped to her knees and started to suck the cock nearest
to her.
"Well! We'll just see about that!" Jodi grabbed the other
white man's penis, which was already semi erect, and tried
to out suck her sister.
It was almost humorous that the original group almost
exclaimed in unison, "Are you waiting for a second
invitation?" to the remaining black man, who needed no
further prodding. He took his position behind Jessica, and
began working his better than white size into her pussy as
she continued to suck the man in front. This lasted for all
of about three or four minutes of pumping before Jodi
looked at her sister being sandwiched, and without losing a
head stroke managed, "Mmmmm.....mmm...uhm...mmm," as she
pointed to her own rear with one hand. The black man took
the hint, and, seeing as it was Jodi's party, extracted
himself from my wife's pussy, an moved over behind her
sister. Being already lubed, he easily slid his ebony tool
into Jodi, who's eyes widened and let a satisfied moan
emanate from her throat.
As good as Jodi was at giving head, the black man came
first, flooding her vagina with what must have been a
couple day's of seed, for she took all she could and
dripped the rest onto the floor. The man pulled out, and
was soon replace by the man that Jessica was sucking. Jess
guided him home, and his entry forced even more of the
cream filling inside Jodi to flow out around his penis.
Having finished her job, Jess backed up to sit in the lap
of our ranch host and enjoy the scene with drink in hand.
She cuddled in the massive black body, gently massaging his
balls and cock with one hand and drinking with the other.
Sheree returned to my side, and curled up next to me,
giving my genitals the same gentle treatment that my wife
was giving another man's. She seemed to sense my need for
someone's touch, and she didn't disappoint me. We sat
watching Jodi getting sandwiched, getting further into the
party mood. Yelps of climax soon came from Jess's sister as
she was filled once more from behind, and got a mouthful to
compliment the main course. Her own orgasm was apparent to
all, and I wasn't the only one who was in awe at the
insatiable craving of this slut/nymph I called my sister-
in-law.
"Ok, people, are we ready for round three?" Jessica
announced. "The next challenge is for Jodi alone. I have
here the room number of a gentleman who is waiting
patiently to be escorted to this private party, and who I
have told his reward would be to fuck my pretty little
sister. Fortunately, Jodi, he's just what we like to see,
nice and black, and is waiting for you to escort him from
his room six floors below ours. We want you to fetch him
now. Here's his room number," and she handed her sister the
number.
"Ok, Sis. No problem." Jodi went to the bedroom and
returned fumbling trying to get into her dress as she was
slipping on her shoes.
"Oh, no....no....no! I don't think you understand. No one
said anything about dressing. Well, ok. Since it is your
weekend, you can wear your heels."
"Shit! You don't mean it, do you?"
"Be back here in no more than ten minutes, and knock two
times so we know it's you. You won't have a room key."
It was one of the only times I have ever seen Jodi blush,
and blush she did. All over. However, she was not one to
reject a challenge, so she struck a pose with hands on her
hips, cum flowing down her leg from her gaping pussy, and
chains attached to nipples and cunt rings. A most beautiful
sight as she took a very deep breath and entered the
hallway naked, and carefully closed the door behind her.
We all sat waiting in anticipation of her return, and went
back to group fondling and sexual stroking as the minutes
past. Jessica had been smirking and giggling all the time
since her sister had left the room, and was finally asked
what the fuck was so funny. Jess got a big shit-eating grin
on her face, "Wait 'til she realized that I gave her the
wrong room number." Everybody howled, including me, but
deep inside I knew this stemmed from a nasty streak inside
Jess, and, for a fleeting moment, pitied Jodi in her
guaranteed embarrassment, which was happening as we
laughed. Minutes later, two loud knocks. Jess opened the
door, and was backed up across the room, her sister in her
face.
"You little shit! You bastard sister! There were kids in
the room that answered that door!" She went on in a tirade
of profanities that would have turned a street whore
crimson. After she calmed down, her tears of fear mixed
with smiles that she couldn't control, with even a few
chuckles thrown in. It was good for Jessica who was
beginning to seriously doubt her wisdom of the joke, but
learned the all important lessen that adult fun was
something to be very, very careful about administering.
The man she had in tow had been released from her grip at
the door, and was already well on his way to joining the
fun at the hands of two remaining ladies. We all sat and
drank for a few minutes as the full story of Jodi's nude
adventure (almost turned sour) was related in upbeat
fashion. The man told us that fortune had it that his was
the room immediately across the hall, and, hearing the
commotion, he ran to the hallway to grab Jodi, and
apologize to the couple in the other room, explaining that
she had gotten much too drunk and imagined herself in their
big house going from room to room, etc. "I'm sorry. It
won't happen again. Goodnight."
Yeah, right, we all thought as we knew the story was
probably taken for fact, since the nude white, chained Jodi
was being rescued by this black man claiming to be her
husband. The other couple probably thought the whole thing
was true!
Soon the excitement of the moment turned back to sexual
passion, and the ladies were willingly giving their bodies
to the mass of male flesh that outnumbered them. Jodi was,
of course, the first to welcome her new guest, and
straddled the naked man facing him. His darting eyes and
nervousness was soon brought under control by her playful
antics on his cock. She positioned his tool laying back on
his stomach, and proceeded to ride up the shaft without
allowing it to slip inside while she maneuvered her tits
into his mouth. It took no time at all for the raging hard
on to become well lubricated with pussy juice, and soon
slipped silently into her love channel, resting its head
against her cervix and his balls against her ass. Jodi
continued her ride while the man sucked her tits
alternately left and right, being careful not to damage the
tender nipples by pulling too hard on the rings that were
inserted through them.
Working up from a nice slow insertion to a nice slow fuck,
Jodi was now riding hard, rising and falling on the big
piece of black meat and slapping down on the man's balls.
Her eyes were closed and her head flung back allowing her
blond hair to fall straight to her waist, and her heavy
action was causing an occasional wince from the man below,
but apparently not enough to prompt any thoughts of
stopping or slowing down. Sheree had taken a cue from the
position, and had chosen to mimic Jodi's position on top of
me.
I was rapidly getting lost in two beautiful tits and
nipples being fed to my lips as the warm sensation of a
dripping pussy enveloped my stiff member, which was now so
deeply inserted into Sheree. From my vantage point, I could
see that the remaining women were teaming up on the men by
making this the position of choice. Off to one side was the
black beauty riding a white tool, and off to the other was
Jessica slamming down on a big black one for all she was
worth, tits bouncing freely in the air.
I managed to hold off the longest, being able to witness
Jodi coming to rest on the down stroke as the man below
flooded her with a stream of pent up cum, and shaking
violently in orgasm. Our black hostess got her fill as the
white balls let loose, and Jessica shook in climax at just
about the same time as she plunged down hard on the cock
inside her, and felt the hot stream of seed squirt against
the far walls of her cunt.
It's funny how I thought of Jess's anatomy in terms of
"cunt", but the term had started creeping into my thought
vocabulary more and more as I witnessed her being fucked
and filled with black semen. Of course, I did not speak
from a pure and holy position myself, as Sheree was rapidly
bringing me to a peak, but I managed to last through the
changing of the guard as the other girls all switched
partners, and were getting banged in new positions by
anxiously awaiting living dildos that were made more than
ready by the show in front of them. As black men fucked the
white sisters, and white meat stretched the only black
lips, my balls tightened forcing my buildup of milky fluid
into Sheree's farthest depths.
My climax was triggered by her increased efforts as she
drove herself over the edge by enjoying the friction
produced on her clit that she so masterfully controlled.
She shuddered, I shuddered, and for as long as I could make
it last, we were lost in our own world of bliss before the
dream was again shattered by the lust groans of my wife and
sister being fucked by the colored meat that they had
invited into their bodies.
Sheree and I both cooled down and went for another drink.
We stood at the mini bar, musing at the orgy scene before
us, transfixed by the blatant disregard for interracial
sexing. "Does it all bother you?" she whispered.
Burying my words in her hair covered ear, "Yes, it does,
but it's done and it's being done, and I can't control it."
"But, you know as well as I do that this whole scene is not
based on controlling someone or any thing."
"Yeah, you're right. Poor choice of words. What I meant to
say is that it's not so much what's I'm seeing, it's how
the whole thing is shoved in my face. Lust may be a four
letter word, but love is not, and that's what's lacking.
It's not there, and she's so much as said it out loud."
"Your beating yourself up, kiddo. Think about it. This
could be the most exciting thing in the world, or it could
be your worst nightmare. You choose, which is it going to
be? One or the other, but don't blame anyone but yourself
if you feel trapped." Her words rang all too true. The
thrill of it all could only be measured by my own attitudes
and the love that I could feel. At that moment, fifty per
cent of the deal did not seem enough to carry me in the
long run, and I was beginning to see it.
"Oh, no, no, no! Sorry, chief, I belong to this one for the
night," Sheree snapped at a guy coming up from behind her
to fondle her tits. "Go find a blond to fuck! That's the
party theme."
The guy graciously complied after refilling his drink, and
went back to settle on the nearest piece of white flesh
that had an available orifice. I think Sheree and I managed
to get each other once more that night, as we watched the
sisters get their fill of semen. They fucked into the
night, sharing every conceivable thing that sisters could
share, as the passions gradually cooled and all drifted off
peacefully from the heated exchange, not a single body able
to find the dry spot in bed.
No one was an early riser on Sunday morning.
.....to be cunt...inued...
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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Kristen's collection - Directory 14