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MYCOWRK6.TXT MY CO-WORKERS GO'S
A Sexual Epic in Eight Parts
by
Gobs O'Semen
My executive secretary's name is Leslie. She is 38 years old,
about 5'4", weights 146 pounds, wears glasses, has brunette hair
with a touch of gray in it, is married, and has two children. She
wears fairly tight dresses and has a voluptuous bosom. Leslie is
sort of the silent type who really has to be invited to join in a
group conversation.
One day, my Group Vice-President, Marian Sinep, called me into her
office to tell me that I would need to fly to Chicago on Sunday to
give a day long technical presentation about our facilities and
attend several discussion meetings to last the better part of four
days. She said that she had went through this same routine at a
New York meeting some two years ago and thought that it would be
wise for me to take along a stenographer. Upon my return to my
office, I asked Leslie to come in to make the arrangements for my
trip.
"Leslie, I'm going to fly to Chicago for a business meeting on
Sunday. I'll need the usual: airline reservations, hotel,
non-smoking room with a king-sized bed, and a rental car." I
told her.
"Sounds like a busy trip. I've never been to Chicago, but I
would like to go sometime. I'll get started on your
reservations." she said as she rose from my conference chair.
"Just a minute, Leslie. Sit back down. I need to take a
stenographer with me and if you would like to go, and can,
then you've got the job. Check it out with your family, if
you like, but I'll need to know in a couple of hours so that
I can line somebody else up. Since you don't normally get to
travel on business, I thought that this trip would be a good
opportunity for you." I told her as her face became aglow.
"I'll let you know within thirty minutes, Mr. Nemes." she
said, hurrying up from her chair and out my door.
I was sitting in my office, going over some notes that I was making
for my presentation, when Leslie came running in. I could tell by
the smile on her face that she was going with me before she even
said it.
"I can go, Mr. Nemes." she told me.
"That's fine, Leslie. Go ahead and make the reservations that
we discussed earlier for both of us. And I do wish that you
would call me Adam. Everybody else does and it would make me
feel much younger." I requested of her.
"I will. And you certainly look young enough to me. I'll let
you know about the accommodations." she said.
"Just put it all on my company credit card." I said to her as
she was almost out of the door.
I could see her nod her head up and down, so I resumed working on
my talk. Leslie was absolutely on cloud nine for the final two
days left in the week. I really didn't get a chance to discuss it
with her because I was now putting in 14 hour days, just to finish
my presentation. I did tell Leslie on Friday that I would meet her
at the airport at 10:00 A. M. on Sunday morning and for her to save
her receipts for reimbursement.
I arrived at the airport about two hours early, as is my habit, for
the 11:15 A. M., two hour flight to Chicago. Leslie appeared, with
her husband, two kids, and baggage in tow at about 9:50. We each
made the customary introductions and then her family left to attend
a late church service.
"Why didn't you check your luggage with the Red Caps down
stairs?" I asked her.
"I was afraid that it would cost too much." she replied.
"Come on. Let's go check these bags. Remember, we're on
company expense, but we don't have to act like a paupers." I
told her as I picked up her three large suitcases.
"I'm sorry. I am just not used to traveling on somebody
else's money." she answered, as she retrieved her shoulder
bag and overnight case, and following me.
We checked her luggage and went back to the boarding area where I
bought us some coffee. She read a newspaper while I worked some
more on my presentation notes. Some thirty minutes later, the
first call to board the plane came, so we each used the restroom
and approached the gate. Handing the clerk our passes, we
proceeded to find our seats, mine a right side window seat and
Leslie's to my left.
"How are you coming along with your presentation, Mr Nem....er
Adam? she corrected herself.
"I'm really doing good. Leslie, I'll tell you what. If you
can help me for a couple of hours tonight, we'll check out the
sights of Chicago this afternoon." I told her.
"It's a deal." she eagerly replied.
"You may want to change clothes when we get there. It's going
to be hot there today." I said to her after appraising her
woolen skirt and jacket.
"You're probably right. I don't do a lot of traveling and
I'll need you to show me exactly what to do." she said.
"At your service." I answered, smiling.
The rest of the flight was spent in relative silence between us.
I did notice that the seat on Leslie's left hand side was empty,
but she hadn't made any attempt to move over. We arrived at O'Hare
International Airport 5 minutes earlier than posted and deplaned
immediately. I had Leslie go to the luggage pick up to retrieve
our bags and have them brought to the pick up location on the upper
concourse.
I went and picked up our rental car, an ugly Chevrolet Caprice, and
then drove over to pick up Leslie and our luggage. After all of
our baggage was loaded into the trunk, I tipped the Sky Cap $10.00
and thanked him, much to Leslie's amazement. As we drove to the
Lincoln Hotel, I would tell that she wanted to say something.
"I couldn't believe that you tipped that guy $10.00, just for
carrying our luggage up to the car." she finally said to me.
"Why not? We would have had to do it if I didn't. And I
didn't want to!" I instructed her, grinning.
"Oh. What are you saving your strength for?" she queried me,
smiling back at me.
"Nothing. I'm just an old man with a sometimes bad lumbar.
I don't really need the pain, or agony, on this trip, either."
I said.
"You're not an old man. In fact, you look damn good for your
age......" she began.
"My AGE?? My AGE?? Just how old do I look?" I asked in
playful stupefaction.
"Not a day over 60!! Oh, Adam. You know what I mean." she
said, mocking me.
We arrived at the hotel and I pulled into the covered area to drop
the car and baggage off. Leslie didn't look so surprised this
time, when I gave the kid who parked the car a $5.00 tip as he
returned my keys, telling me where it was located in the garage.
We checked in and rode the elevator up to the seventeenth floor
where our room were adjacent to one another.
I tipped the porter $10.00 for handling our luggage and putting the
right bags in the correct rooms. I told Leslie that I was going to
shower and clean-up before we saw the sights and she could do the
same, if she wished. Agreeing to meet one hour from now in the
lobby, we each went into our separate rooms to clean up.
Wearing shorts, I arrived in the lobby about ten minutes before the
appointed time and waited for Leslie. She was still not down 35
minutes later, so I rode the elevator back up to check on her.
Answering my rapid knocks on her door in a bath robe, Leslie asked
me to come on in.
She told me that she had fallen asleep when she had only planned to
lay on the bed for ten minutes and had just now gotten out of the
shower. I told her that I would wait in the lobby for her, but she
insisted that she would be done in a few minutes. I stayed in the
den area of her room while she finished dressing in the bedroom,
with the door closed.
After a few minutes, I got bored and went to turn on the
television. I was looking for the TV Guide when I discovered an
empty 9" dildo box in one corner of the room's work desk. I was
reading the side of the box when Leslie opened her bedroom door,
dressed in baggy shorts. Racing at me with rocket speed, she
grabbed the box from my hands with great agility. She went back in
the bedroom and then came out, blushing in the face.
"I, er, I'm sorry that you saw that thing." she told me,
struggling to get the words out of her mouth.
"Why? It's just a little dildo, isn't it?" I smiled back at
her, raising my eyelids as I did so.
"Oh, you know what I mean. I'm embarrassed to be using one
and for having you see it. Please don't tell anyone.
Please." she solicited me.
"Don't be. If they made one that a man could use, I'd have
the first one off the showroom, but they don't. At least, I
don't think that they do. And don't worry, I'll never tell a
soul that I was even in your room." I smiled as I looked down
into her blue eyes.
"Oh THANK YOU!!" she screamed and then she kissed me lightly
on the cheek.
"Why, thank you, Leslie." I graciously said.
"Oh, I'm sorry again. I didn't mean to do that, it's just
that I was so happy that you weren't going to spread this
around at the office." she lamented.
"Don't think a thing about it. Let's go." I said, opening
the door for her.
As I was following Leslie down the hall to the elevators, I
couldn't help but notice what a fine pair of legs she had. They
were heavy set, but were firm with just the right amount of color.
Her ass moved back and forth like she meant for it to and her
breasts seemed somewhat smaller than they normally did at the
office.
We rode the elevator down to the lobby and reclaimed our car. I
opened the passenger side door for Leslie and as she was getting
in, I got to look up the insides of her shorts. Her underwear was
bright blue and from what I could tell, her snatch looked awfully
tempting. Our eyes met after this feast for my vision and we
smiled at each other.
We drove around the Loop area and then Lake Shore Drive, getting a
good view of Lake Michigan in the process. Finding a radio station
that we could both agree on, we then listened to some light jazz on
the nighttime drive back to the hotel. Parking our in the same
slot in the garage, we made our way back to the rooms.
"Is your offer to help still on?" I asked as we approached
Leslie's room.
"It most assuredly is." she exclaimed.
"Are you hungry?" I quizzed her.
"Yes. Yes, I think that I am." she replied.
"It's kind of late, so why don't I call room service for
something. Where do you want to work?" I inquired.
"Room service in YOUR room. You've seen mine and now I want
to see yours." she said.
"I'm sorry, Leslie, but I still haven't seen YOURS." I told
her, straining to keep from laughing out loud.
"You butt head. You know very well that I meant your ROOM.
I....oops....I didn't mean to call you a butt head. It sort
of slipped out. I'm sorry." she lamented.
"Don't worry. My feelings weren't hurt. I've been called a
lot worse." I said.
"That's not it. My husband doesn't like me to talk that way.
Besides, it's not the kind of way that one normally infers
about her boss." she related to me.
"Well, your husband's not here, so let your hair down. If I
complained about all of the people who referred to me as a
butt head, or something like it, I'd be in a complaint line
all of the time." I laughed at her.
"Okay, my hair's down." she said, running her short fingers
through her scalp.
"Looks good enough to eat........er, looks good." I caught
myself, letting my cock think for me again.
"I heard that! What's for dinner?" she asked.
"Go get what you need from your room and come on over. We can
order as soon a you get there. Meanwhile, I'm going in my
room and hide all of my sex toys so that you won't find them
when you arrive." I remarked to Leslie, laughing out loud as
I did.
I had playfully ran past her after making my little statement. She
tried to swat at me as I passed her, but missed. I think that if
I had let her, she would have hit my behind. I went on into my
room and picked up the towels and underwear that was on the floor.
Just as I was stuffing my briefs in a bag, Leslie walked in,
without warning.
"Okay. Where are they?" she announced to the ceiling.
"Where's what?" I asked.
"Your sex toys. Did you put them up already?" she quizzed.
"I'm wearing them. Don't you see the smile on my face?" I
asked her, trying hard to contain my laughter.
"I may just have to frisk you so see them." she said.
"You'd be the best looking person that ever searched me,
then." I told her, looking directly into her eyes.
After the raillery between us, we settled down around my round
conference table and went over our upcoming schedule. I soon
called room service and ordered three club sandwiches, some salads,
chips, and some soda pops. The food arrived some twenty minutes
later and I signed the ticket, being sure to add a generous
gratuity.
Since my presentation covered the entire table, I put a chair
between us, which acted as our dinner table. Leslie sat across
from me, periodically showing me some panty when she would move
around on the chair. I didn't know whether or not she was doing it
on purpose, but I'm sure that she knew that I was enjoying the eye
full she was giving me.
We finished our dinner and were through with the presentation notes
in the next two hours. Leslie was sitting around the table from me
and this time, she put her feet on my chair, stretching somewhat to
do so. She knew that I stared directly at her blue covered cunt as
she swung her legs up. We talked for the next thirty minutes or
so.
She told me how much she appreciated it that I had invited her to
go on this trip. I explained to her that she was also making
overtime ever since she left her house this morning. This perked
her up even more so and she started to get slightly liberal with
what she was telling me. I learned that her husband was deeply
religious and attended church at least three times a week. She
said that she loved him very much, but he didn't get as excited
about some things like he did before they were married.
She told me that she thought she was missing out on lots of things
by trying to be religious, like her husband wanted, when she really
wasn't. I told her that they probably needed to see a marriage
counselor while this appeared to just be a minor problem between
them. She told me that her husband had expected her to be re-born
at the same time that he was and that's when the problem started,
about three years ago.
Getting herself so worked up, it was then when she said that she
went out and bought the dildo, along with a whole box of batteries.
I smiled as she let this out and she seemed embarrassed after
realizing what she had said to me. Standing up, she started to cry
uncontrollably. I jumped up and hugged her, telling her that what
goes around, comes around, and everything would be all right in
time.
"IN TIME! IN TIME!!?? What in the hell am I supposed to do
while I wait? I need more spice in my life, NOW!!" she
sobbed.
"Take it easy, Leslie. It'll be all right." I tried to calm
her.
"What am I supposed to do about all of my hormones and
everything? I've used that dildo until I think that I'm
really married to it. I haven't had sex with my husband in
almost 14 months. I know that he's not fooling around or
anything. But I'm about as frustrated as I can be." she
continued crying.
Not knowing what else to say, I just continued to embrace my
secretary, with platonic thoughts only at this time. We remained
in this position for five or so minutes until she was finally able
to regain control of her emotions. I started talking to her,
trying to reassure her that it would be okay, but she was going to
have to confront her husband with her feelings. After she started
feeling better, I changed my approach about making her feel better
by starting to joke with her.
"You've got a good looking tan line, from what I could tell.
How often do you sit in the sun and what do you do it?" I
mocked myself by sounding the words out slurry as I said them.
"In the summer, I get about 45 minutes to sun in the afternoon
before my husband gets home from work. He would have a fit if
he saw what I was sunning in. It's a small bikini that almost
covers me up." she smiled up at me.
"Sounds delicious. I'd like to see it sometime, along with
the rest of your tan." I said, looking intently into her blue
eyes, as I released her from my grip.
"Well, I did bring it along. I didn't know whether or not I'd
be able to use it or not on this trip." she said, calmly.
"Well, why don't you plan on using it tomorrow. That's when
my presentation is and I won't need you until the following
morning for the note taking. Go ahead and lie around the
upstairs pool and I'll come get you when it's over. Just
relax and enjoy yourself. In fact, if you would like to shop
some, why don't you get us some pictures for our office. I
saw a gallery right around the corner from the hotel." I
reasoned with her.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"Sure! You can shop in the morning and sun afterwards. If
that's what you want. Assuming that you don't mind other
people seeing you in your little tutu." I grinned and said to
her.
"I won't see any of these people again, except you. I'll just
be a little wild." she said with a laugh and a wink of her
eye.
"Come on. I'll walk you to your room." I said, taking her by
the arm.
Leaving my room, I walked her over to her door. She opened it and
was startled when I followed her in. Telling her not to be
alarmed, I then checked her room for intruders, looking in the
bedroom and bathroom. Hearing her coming, I was pretending to
smell her dildo when she came it and caught me. Taking a deep
breath, we immediately broke out in a huge laugh together.
I went back out into the anteroom and told her to keep her door
locked and to call me if anything happened. Looking up at me, she
told me that I made her happy. With that, she lightly kissed me on
the lips, before I walked out. I heard her door close and both
locks click. I then went into my room and went immediately to bed.
I slept like a soggy log that night, waking up freshened and
relaxed the following morning. I showered, shaved, and got
dressed. Since my meeting was at 9:30, I had plenty of time to go
down and have a leisurely breakfast in the restaurant. When I got
back to my room, I decided to call Leslie to see if she was
alright. I got no answer, so I called every five minutes for the
next twenty or so.
It was now time to leave for my meeting, so I picked up my
materials and walked out in the hall. I had to shut my door with
my foot because of the way I was loaded down with my presentation
materials. I stopped by Leslie's door and kicked the bottom of it,
as I was now getting concerned because she wasn't answering her
phone.
The door immediately opened and there was Leslie with a small bath
towel around her. Stunned, I started to drop half of my materials.
Jumping to keep my information from falling on the floor, Leslie's
towel opened slightly to reveal a short haired pussy. Seeing me
looking at her, she slowly covered herself up. Our eyes met again
and I told her to wish me luck and she did.
"Wish me luck with my presentation, too." I laughed.
"Go on, BUTT HEAD!!" she laughed out loud.
I drove to the hotel where I was to make my presentation. I was
the third speaker in a field of eight. The first two took less
than their allotted time and when they asked if I would like to go
early, I eagerly jumped at the chance. I finished, doing a good
job if I do say so myself, and listened to two more talks. I ate
lunch and then snuck away, driving back to our hotel.
Leslie wasn't in her room, so I took the elevator to the swimming
pool located on the top of the building. The pool was almost
vacant and just a smattering of sun bathers, mostly female, were
around it. Very slowly, I searched for my executive secretary,
secretly hoping to find her sunning topless. It was not to be as
I found her over in a remote corner of the area.
I quietly approached her, being careful to walk slowly, in order to
get my eyes filled with her body. She was tanning in a very small
black string bikini and she had cotton balls in her eyes to keep
them from burning, so she didn't see me approach. I stood to her
right rear for a full five minutes and just stared at Leslie. She
was a stocky person, but she wasn't flabby.
I was getting ready to tell her that I was there, when she moved.
Without taking the cotton off of her eyes, she adjusted her
smallish bikini top. When she did this, both of her boobs just
fell out. Putting my eyes back in their sockets one at a time, I
watched her stuff both tits back into her bra and continue sunning.
Her tan line were impeccable. When I subconsciously cleared my
throat without thinking, she sat up and removed her eye covers.
She knew immediately that I had seen her because she asked me if I
had enjoyed the show.
"What show?" I asked, feigning ignorance.
"The T & A show I just gave you." she smiled.
"Gee, I don't remember any A, I don't know." I told her,
looking skyward.
"Yeah. I'll bet. How did you do?" she asked.
"We did great. I got all kinds of compliments. I want to
thank you again for your help." I said.
"Well, you certainly helped me last night." she responded.
"Were you able to look for some pictures?" I then asked.
"Yes. They're in my room. Do you want to see them?" Leslie
stated.
"Yes. I'll be in my room. You can call me when you're done."
I told her, my eyes darting back and forth between her chest
and crotch.
"Aren't you going swimming today? It'll feel awfully good."
she said.
"The pool would, too." I grinned.
"You've got a way of making me smile. I like that. Come on,
let's go." she asserted, the smile on her face telling me
that she appreciated a good flirt.
We walked past the few sun worshipers and to the elevators. We
passed two couples on the way and I could tell that both men were
impressed with my secretary's physical features. Again, Leslie was
slightly large, but she wasn't fat by any stretch of the
imagination. She was firm and didn't jiggle at all. We went all
of the way down to our floor and Leslie didn't once try to cover
herself up from my approving eyes.
I told her that I would wait in my room if she wanted to get
dressed first. Telling me that we were going swimming together
after we looked at the pictures, we both entered her room. The
four pictures she purchased were beautiful. They each depicted the
American Indian culture that I was so fond of. Telling her that
she had done a wonderful job, I then asked her about this swimming
together thing.
"You're tense and a swim will loosen you up." she said.
"Well. You may be right. I'll go change." I responded.
I walked out of Leslie's room with her right behind me. She shut
and locked her door and caught up to me as I was turning the knob
on my door. I let her go ahead of me and we were greeted by a gush
of cool air. Telling her that I like a cold room was stating the
obvious, as her nipples hardened almost before my eyes.
With Leslie watching my every move, I retrieved the two swim suits
that I had brought along with me for this trip. Carrying them
towards the bedroom to change, I had to pass Leslie, as she was
sitting at the conference table. Grabbing the trunks from my
hands, she held each one up in the air to inspect them.
One was a Speedo suit that had the front insert removed and the
other was a plain vanilla boxer type trunks. Tossing me the
Speedo's, she told me to put them on. I caught them in mid-air and
retreated to the bedroom to change. After ten minutes, I walked
out with the trunks on and a large towel wrapped around them.
"Well, let's see it." she ordered.
"See IT?" I asked.
"Two can play that game, you know." she grinned.
"Now, what did you want to see?" I repeated.
"I want to see you in those bikini swim trunks. You've seen
my swim suit, and a few desserts, if I do say so myself." she
told me.
"Well, you are absolutely right on that one." I stated as I
whipped the towel off, revealing the unmistakable outline of
a large, growing, circumcised cock in the front of my suit.
"BRAVO!! BRAVO!!" Leslie said as she clapped her hands
together. "Come on, let's go"
"I can't go outside looking like this." I said, pointing to
the trunks in general.
"What's wrong? Your's is covering more skin than mine does
and I'm going out in public." she vocalized.
"Yeah, but unless I've forgotten ALL of my anatomy lessons,
you're, er, buds won't grow like my, er sausage." I
blushingly said.
"You mean THESE!" she cooed as she grabbed her breasts and
squeezed then enticingly in front of me.
"Damn it, Leslie. I can't wear this thing now, not after
that. I am going to go back and take..." I tried to say, but
stopped in mid-sentence.
Looking up, I saw Leslie stand up from the chair, put her hands
behind her back and untie her top. It probably fell to the floor,
but I wouldn't have known. My eyes were riveted to her perfect
titties. I thought that my dick was going to break, a point that
was not lost on Leslie's eyes. She walked over to me, stuck her
hands in my trunks, and pulled out a large, and growing dick. She
continued to play with me when I leaned forward and kissed her hard
on her cherry red lips.
Caressing her tits, I started French kissing her as our tongues
kept darting in and out of each others mouths. My hand then worked
it's way down inside the front of her bottoms, I delicately
fingered her clitoris as I felt her wetness for the first time.
Walking her over to the bed, we were still hugging and kissing as
we fell on to it.
Breaking away, Leslie removed her bottoms in one fell swoop and
then helped me with mine. I was now a full 10 inches and Leslie
was admiring it like it was a god. She then tried to get the large
cock head in her tiny mouth. Finally, she able to get almost six
inches all the way in her oral cavity. It was obvious that she
hadn't sucked a cock, especially a large one, in quite a while.
Leslie had a habit of dragging her teeth across my shaft as she
worked it up and down.
I pulled her crotch next to my mouth and started sticking my tongue
in and out of her juicy pussy. Jumpy at first, she finally got
used to it and then worked her cunt deeply down onto my mouth and
we were now in a '69' position. I didn't know whether to come in
her mouth or not, so I decided against it for the time being.
We ate each other for twenty minutes with Leslie, starved for sex
for so long, climaxing at least once every one or two minutes.
When she couldn't take it any more, she hopped off of my mouth, but
continued to suck my dick. I let her do this for five more minutes
before I lifted her head up and kissed her once again. I then
leaned her back on the bed and got in front of her.
"Leslie, are you sure that you want me to do this?" I asked
her, staring directly into her eyes.
"Yes." she replied softly.
"I can get up, we can put our clothes on, and this never
happened." I told her, still on top of her chest.
"This is what I want. It's all that I have thought about
since last night. As a matter of fact, I'm surprised at
myself for not flinging myself at you last night. Now, if you
don't hurry up and stick that big dick in me, I'm going to
scream as loud as I can until you do." she mandated.
Without waiting any longer, I placed my cock head at the entrance
of her vagina, and prepped for her 'operation'. Slowly, ever so
slowly, I worked myself into her. It was painfully obvious that
she had only been using that pencil thin dildo and hadn't had any
men with decent size, as she winced in silent pain as I proceeded.
When I was in as far as I thought safe to go, I started pumping
her, slowly at first, and then gradually building up to my fucking
speed.
With Leslie gasping on my ever stroke, we fucked each other for the
next half-hour or better. To let her cunt rest from the pounding
that it was getting, at times I would sometimes stop my plunging
and suck her gorgeous tits. She definitely had been sunning
herself, having distinctive tan lines all over her succulent body.
When I came, my dick blasted it's love load deeply into Leslie's
pussy, causing her to come yet again. I continued to stroke my
secretary until it appeared that she was getting sore. I popped
myself out of her vaginal heaven and flopped over on my back on the
bed.
Leslie put her legs together and ran to the bathroom. Returning
five minutes later, she gently wiped my now flaccid penis with a
warm, damp rag. After my cleaning, she placed my dick back in her
mouth as if to thank me for what had just happened. She then got
next to me on the bed and we just cuddled for the next hour.
"Leslie." I softly said to her. "Leslie?"
"Oh. I'm sorry, Adam. I must have dozed off." she groggily
said.
"Are you alright? I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked.
"Well, it's now obvious that I wasn't lying when I told you
about my sex life, or lack of one. No. You were big but I'll
get used to it, if you will let me." she replied.
"That's what I wanted to talk about." I told her as a look of
hurt crossed her beautiful face.
"Yes, Adam. What do you want to talk about?" she hushedly
questioned.
"We need to talk about us. I had dreamed about this last
night, but first and foremost, I don't want you to think that
I pressured you into this because I am your boss. I don't
want to break up your marriage, or mine, as bad as it is.
Your absolute dynamite in bed and I'd do it again if you'd let
me, but I want to make sure that you'll be alright
afterwards." I said to her.
"Since I couldn't sleep last night, all I did was thing about
you and about my situation. This morning, after you were
genuinely concerned about my safety and I purposely exposed
myself to you, I decided that I had to have you. I had heard
some talk that you were somewhat of a ladies man, so I knew
that I at least had a chance. I was a wild woman before my
marriage, but eighteen years and two teenagers will correct
some of that. I really do love my husband and will do
anything to save my marriage. AFTER I get back from this
trip. From now on, if you have the time, I want to be with
you. My theory, until Thursday, is that if I'm not hurting
anybody else, then it's okay. I want you to fuck me as many
times as you can. After we get back, I'll go back to being
your secretary again and NOTHING ELSE. Can you understand
that?" she asked as her eyes wailed up with tears.
"I basically have that same theory. If you'll let me, I will
treat you like a high dollar whore for the rest of the trip.
When it's over, it'll be over." I said as I bent down to suck
on her nipple.
"Good. I want it all. As decadent and debauch as you can
get. I want you to come in my mouth, and in my ass, when you
think that you're ready." she stated.
"Don't worry about me. I can be as base as anybody and if
you're waiting on me, your going backwards." I said as I
showed her the beginnings of another monster hard-on.
She leaped up and attacked my growing member like a bear after
honey, licking and slurping. I finally managed to position her
semen tasting cunt above my mouth and proceeded to eat her again.
We remained in this position for the next hour, she slowly licking
every bulging vein on my cock and I sucking both of her lower love
holes.
Leslie again climaxed more times than we could count. I suddenly
tensed up and I could then feel her bracing for a hot gusher of
come down her throat, something that I had found out she had not
had since before she was married. I refrained from coming for as
long as I could, letting her suck me for as long as she was able.
With my long, hard dick as deep into her mouth as she could get it,
I finally let loose with a comer.
I had to hold Leslie's butt down on my face as we again had
simultaneous orgasms. Looking to the side of her tight, but ample
ass, I could see my jizz pouring out of her mouth as she tried
valiantly to swallow as much of it as she could. She then started
licking up the errant come and swallowed it too.
Exhausted, Leslie then rolled off of me and onto her back. We must
have then fallen asleep, because the next thing that I remembered
was the phone ringing. Glancing at the clock, I noticed that it
was now past 4:30 P. M. I decided to let Leslie sleep for a while
linger as I took a shower, wondering who had tried to call me.
I had just started on the second half of a proposed thirty minute
shower when the glass doors opened and in stepped Leslie. We
hugged one another at once, as I squeezed both of her butt cheeks
in my hands. I could tell that the little romantic things, like
taking showering together, had too long been absent from Leslie's
life.
She asked me if I had bathed yet and I told her that I hadn't.
Hearing this, she reached for the soap and a wash cloth and slowly
began to bathe me. When she started washing my dick, I
automatically began my quick ascent to full erectness, as this was
as sensuous as it could get. We each then washed our hair and then
it was my turn to clean her.
Down on my knees, I paused for a minute and looked upward to watch
the water slowly trickle down from her large breasts. I then
lurched at her pussy and literally drank to water that was dripping
from this set of lips. Delicately, I washed and cleaned the rest
of her beautiful body, still with a raging hard-on. Turning off
the water, we both stepped out of the shower together.
I had reached for a towel, but dropped it on the floor as soon as
I saw Leslie sitting on the counter top, holding her pussy lips
wide apart. Standing face to face with her now, she grabbed my
cock and guided it slowly into her clean, wet cunt. I stroked my
wet lover in and out, rolling her nipples between my finger tips
from time to time. Leslie was a climax machine, coming another
fifteen or twenty times.
Staring at the anxious appearance on my face, she knew that I was
approaching my own climax. Putting her tanned, firm legs around my
waist, she pulled me as deeply into her as I would go. I squirted
my load inside of her cunt, as we came together again. Continuing
to fuck her, I plunged in and out of her pussy until I finally got
limp and fell out. Immediately, she hopped off of the counter, and
sat down on the commode. Pulling me over to her by my balls, she
deep throated me, cleaning our come off of my cock at the same
time.
We went to Leslie's room and retrieved some of her clothes. Now
fully dressed, we headed out the door and to the elevators for a
quiet meal. We dined at the hotel restaurant on the top floor,
next to the pool. After some after dinner wine, we walked around
the pool, which was almost deserted.
Deciding that we would go for a swim, Leslie and I returned to my
room to change. I started to get hardened just by watching this
sex vixen get into her bikini suit. I went ahead and wore my
Speedo's with another pair of shorts over them for a cover up. We
again headed towards the elevator for the quick ride up to the
pool.
When we arrived at the pool, the last two people there were getting
on the elevator to leave as we were getting off. Leslie jumped in
the shallow end as I removed my outer shorts. Hopping in next to
her, a grabbed a big hand of tittie as I landed. She spun me
around and planted another lip lock on me.
Kissing her passionately, I caressed her ass cheeks, both inside
and outside of her bottoms. Looking around to see if we were
alone, I slowly undid her flimsy top. As we finished our embrace,
I stepped back and the top fell into the water. This didn't seem
to bother Leslie one bit as she grabbed the bra and tossed it on
the sidewalk that was around the pool.
Walking towards me, she stuck her hand down the front of my trunks,
recovering my hardening cock as she brought it back out. Pushing
me back slightly, she used both hands to get my swim suit down to
my knees. I then undid both sides of her bottoms and tossed them
on the sidewalk, nest to the bra. I then walked her backwards to
a set of steps in the water. Letting her stand two steps higher
than me, I inserted my dick into her already moist and ready pussy.
We were now in a hotel pool, totally naked, and fucking our hearts
out for everybody to see. Not letting a little thing like this
stop us, we continued our quest for the next fifteen minutes.
Feeling myself getting ready to come, I snatched Leslie's ass and
thrust her down on me as much as I could. Instantly filling her
cunt with my heated spunk, we came together for the forth time
today.
Like two dogs in heat, we kept at it until we heard the iron gate
open that was at the entrance of the swimming pool. Knowing that
we were about to get caught, I moved Leslie up against the side of
the pool. I then wrapped my arms around her breast bone and tried
to cover up as much of her boobs as possible. My torso was
pressing up against hers, again covering her as best as I could.
Kissing her, both for pleasure and survival, I glanced out of the
corner of my eye and saw a man and woman, who were probably in
their 30's, walk past us. The woman, tall and slender, stopped
when she passed Leslie's bikini on the sidewalk. Bending down and
picking it up, she walked towards us as we continued our passion.
"I wasn't aware that this was a topless pool, were you
Dennis?" we heard her say.
"Maybe it is and we just don't know about it. Why don't you
ask that nice couple in the pool?" the man said.
"Excuse me. Excuse me. Do you two know if this is a topless
pool or not?" she asked us.
"Maam, I really believe that this is a totally nude pool and
we are quite possibly in violation of that rule, as you two
may be. If I were you, I would get both of those illegal
bathing suits off as soon as possible, before the pool police
come in." I said to them, finding it awfully difficult to
keep from laughing out loud.
"You two could be in deep, deep trouble if you don't listen to
him." Leslie finally said as we broke our hug and she
revealed her full figured breasts to the strangers.
"What do you think?" the woman asked the man.
"I think that these people may have saved us a hefty fine by
warning us of the consequences of not following the rules.
Let's get these suits off, pronto." the man told her.
With that, the both discarded their swim suits and got into the
pool with us. The woman, whose name was Sandy, was about 5'8" tall
and was almost as straight as a rail, having small breasts and just
a little bush hair. The man's name was Dennis and he was stocky,
hairy chested, the same height as Sandy, and had an uncircumcised
dick that hung straight down.
Sandy immediately approached me and stared straight down at my
rising cock. All four of us were now nude in the shallow end of
the pool. We each introduced ourselves, with Leslie impressing me
with her calmness and candor. It would have been hard to tell that
she had her first sexual intercourse in over a year just hours
earlier. She acted like she spent most of her life in the nude in
front of other people.
I could tell that Dennis was getting turned on by Leslie's looks.
The head of his dick was starting to show under the water. Sandy
and Leslie were both turned on, if you went by their erect nipples.
When they hugged each other, I turned and grabbed Leslie.
Whispering in her ear, I asked whether or not she wanted to let
Dennis fuck her. I told her that we could just have sex with our
own partners or we could pair off, that it was her choice. Looking
apprehensive, she decided that if it came to it, she would let
Dennis fuck her.
At about that time, an announcement was made over the pool's PA
system that the pool area would be closing at nine o'clock, in some
ten minutes. We all got out of the pool and put our bathing suit
back on. I told Dennis and Sandy that if they wanted, they could
come down to OUR room and continue the discussion there. They said
that they needed to get up and leave early in the morning, but they
could stop by for an hour or two.
Arriving on the seventeenth floor, all four of us made the way to
my room. I called down to room service and ordered two plates of
snacks and some wine. We sat down and talked while we waited on
the room service. Leslie and I found out that Dennis and Sandy had
been married for ten years and were both swingers. I told them
that we were both new to swinging, but were eager learners.
The wine and food finally arrived and we all helped ourselves to
the treats. Twenty minutes later, Sandy asked if we were ready and
I turned and asked Leslie. She said that she couldn't wait to
begin and started to take off her bikini. Dennis and Sandy had
their suits off in nothing flat and then everybody was again
staring at me. Taking my Speedo's off and tossing them on the bed,
we were all naked in my room.
My hormones being what they are, I started getting hard at once.
This was Sandy's cue to approach me, arms wide apart. I met her
the same way and we embraced in front of Dennis and Leslie. Sandy
then got down on her knees, and telling Dennis that she was going
to enjoy this, started to suck me. Dennis and Leslie finally made
physical contact, with my eyes on them the entire time.
Before I knew it, they were on the floor in a '69' position, with
Leslie holding Dennis's foreskin out of the way while she sucked
him. I heard her come once, and then again, so I knew that she was
in good hands. Inviting Sandy up to her feet and onto the bed, we
both assumed the same position there. I was now laying where I
could see Leslie and they were now going hot and heavy.
Sandy's cunt was tight and sweet, and it didn't taste like she had
been fucked lately. She could barely get her mouth around my
massive cockhead, but when she finally did, she was able to perform
a damn good blow job. This went on another twenty minutes for all
of us.
Dennis and Leslie were the first to make a break as he rolled her
over on her back and was preparing to fuck her. His dick was about
the size of her dildo, minus 2 or 3 inches. He plunged it into her
and she didn't even wince. I could tell that Dennis was going to
be gentle with Leslie, so I was now able to turn most of my
attentions to Sandy.
Rolling her over on her back, I positioned her on the bed so that
I could keep an eye on the other two. Getting up and walking over
to the foot of the bed, I surveyed Sandy's pussy. This gave Dennis
a good chance to see the tool that going to be used to fuck his
wife's cunt. After one look, her went back to fucking my beautiful
Leslie.
In front of Sandy's maidenhead, I slowly worked myself inside her.
She came at once, in a loud and forceful scream. Slowly I entered
her deeper and was in almost eight inches before I hit bottom with
a slight thud. Since this obviously wasn't Sandy's first dick, I
started fucking her rigorously. Looking down, I saw and heard
Leslie and Dennis still at it. Leslie seemed to be enjoying
herself and so did Dennis, having all of that tit to play with, so
I again concentrated on Sandy.
After twenty minutes, I spied on Leslie and her partner and could
tell that Dennis was getting ready to come. He started yelling
that he was, but pulled out and then mounted Leslie's mouth. I saw
her suck him completely dry and then some. Sandy and I were now
just getting started, so we reversed our positions, with her now
sitting on my cock as I was prone on my back on the bed. I could
still see Leslie and Dennis, and it looked like Dennis was almost
out of it from the wine.
I played with her small boobs, sometimes pinching the nipples
roughly in my finger tips. She seemed to enjoy this kind of
treatment, so I continued it. After ten more minutes, Leslie
joined us on the bed. Sandy beckoned her to sit on my mouth, which
she readily did. I was now eating Leslie's cunt, which had been
dry fucked by a now sleeping Dennis only minutes earlier.
Looking up, I could now see Sandy trying to tease her by grabbing
her nips. This turned Leslie on even more and all of a sudden, she
kissed Sandy on the mouth, with Sandy returning the favor. Both
girls were now climaxing right and left. I finally erupted inside
of Sandy's cunt ten minutes later as all three of us had come
together.
She continued to ride my cock until she dried out and had to lift
up. Leslie then mounted me and kept on going. I was so turned on
now that I wasn't going to stop until I came again. Sandy returned
from a fifteen minute bathroom break and sat down on my face. I
could now taste some of what I had deposited in her cunt earlier.
Dennis was now awake and sitting in a chair watching us, totally
enjoying the show.
With both women having multiple orgasms, I shot my was deep into
Leslie's hole after what must have been a fifty-five minute fuck.
Exhausted, both women fell to the side and off of me. I just laid
there in a puddle of sweat for the next half an hour or so.
Dennis finally stood and said that he and Sandy needed to go. We
all dressed, exchanged goodbyes and they left. Leslie and I
decided that it would probably be best if she stayed in her room
tonight, as we were both too tired to do anything else and we both
needed our rest for tomorrow's meetings. I then walked Leslie to
her room and kissed her goodnight.
The next morning, Leslie met me for breakfast in the 1st floor
restaurant. I questioned her about her sleep and such, and then
finally asked her if she had any regrets about last night. She
said that she had secretly always wanted to swing, but now she knew
that it wasn't for her, although she was glad she got to at least
try it once. She said that she wasn't able to tell when Dennis was
in or not, after having me all day. I thanked her for the
compliment and we then proceeded to map out our plan for the day.
Tuesday's meetings lasted well past normal quitting time, finally
ending for the day at 8:30 P. M. As we were driving back to our
hotel, with Leslie sitting next to me in the seat, we both spotted
a club called 'Self Erotica' on Bay Street. It looked interesting,
so I told her that I would see if I could find out some information
about it and if it sounded alright, make some reservations for
Wednesday night.
Leslie wanted to sleep with me tonight, so we decided to go up to
the rooms, change, and go out and get a quick bite to eat. We
stopped by her room to pick up some clothes and then went to mine.
As we were undressing, we each looked at each other and got the
urge to screw. Deciding on a quickie, Leslie removed her panties,
and hose, but left her bra on. I kept my socks and undershirt on
and just dropped my briefs to my knees. I entered her moist cunt
and fucked her for ten minutes, when I forced myself to come early.
This relieved a lot of the day's built up tension, because we felt
much more relaxed at dinner. We drove back to the hotel and Leslie
went in her room to phone her husband. I called Nikki and heard
Leslie's knock on my door just as I was hanging up. She had
removed all of her clothes and had walked over to my room
completely naked.
After letting her in, she undid my trousers and pulled out my
hardening dick. Pushing me down and back on the bed, she sucked me
to another dynamite erection. Saying that she wanted to do all the
work, I stayed right where I was as she mounted my pole and forced
it into her juicy cunt hole. Working up and down, back and forth,
Leslie made me horny just watching her enjoyment, and the circular
motion her jugs made in the air.
Sensing that she was tiring from being in an unnatural position, I
came inside of her pussy after twenty minutes. She then continued
to fuck me until all of my come was at the base of my dick.
Getting off of me, she then licked every drop of our jism off of my
shrinking cock. I let her take a shower first and then I followed
her.
Both of us squeaky clean, I turned down the covers and we got in
bed. Knowing we had another long day ahead of us, I kissed her
goodnight and we were soon sound asleep, nestled in each others
arms. I awoke the next morning to Leslie's lips wrapped firmly
around my dick. Responding rapidly, it was standing at attention
in no time at all.
Knowing we didn't have much time, Leslie got down on all fours and
I mounted her doggie style. In this position, I could slip my
hands all over her tits and clitoris. It also gave me a birds eye
view of her bung hole, something that I was starting to crave. We
fucked each other this way until we climaxed, with both of us
screeching out in delight as we came together. I ordered breakfast
as Leslie showered.
I must have been in the shower when it came, because when I got
out, my coffee and eggs were on the table waiting for me. Asking
Leslie what she tipped the bell boy, she told me that he got five
dollars and a creamy view of her cunt. Smiling, I realized that
she was now coming out of her sexual closet. We ate breakfast and
then hurriedly dressed for our meeting.
Leslie was a dynamo at the meeting, recalling every detail from the
previous day's session and my presentation the day before that.
She had earned high praise for her efficient work from my peers in
the room. I told all of them that I wouldn't be able to function
at all without her.
The meeting adjourned day earlier that expected at 4:40 P. M.
We drove back to our hotel and I let Leslie take a bubble bath as
I called and made reservations at 'Self Erotica', the club we had
noticed the other night. I showered after Leslie was through and
we then brushed our teeth, and generally got ready to go while only
wearing our underwear.
When she asked me what she needed to wear, I walked over behind her
and removed her bra. Turning to face me, she ran her hand into my
underwear and felt my meat. Telling her that all things come to
those that wait, I then removed both of our under shorts. I then
found a fairly short skirt in Leslie's closet and tossed it to her.
Selecting a white blouse, I set it out on the bed for her to put on
next.
I had quietly slipped out of the meeting today and had bought her
a garter belt and some seamed hose at Capper and Capper. I gave
her the package and asked her to put them on, without her panties.
I then retrieved a thong from the sack. It had a large hole in the
front so that a man's penis would hang out, but the balls would be
supported. After my slacks were on, I looked up and saw Leslie.
She looked good enough to eat, but not now.
I put on a casual shirt and shoes. We were now ready for our
evening at 'Self Erotica', so we locked our door and headed for the
elevators. The thirty minute drive was uneventful, unless you
counted the time that Leslie flashed the bus driver that was
stopped at a red light next to us. When I realized what she was
doing, I probably made matters worse for the guy by slipping a
finger inside of her tight, little cunt.
We arrived at the club and went into the waiting room, where we
joined several couples, all of whom were dressed similar to Leslie
and I. In fact, Leslie was conservatively clad compared to some of
the other females. Women were wearing see-through nylon type
material that didn't leave anything at all to the imagination. A
few of the men had on leather chaps that exposed their butt cheeks
from the back.
Leslie's eyes almost bugged out as I paid the $75.00 per person
admission charge. Telling me that the food had better be good, we
were given small masks to wear and escorted into an area in the
club called Dante's Den. It was a circular arena with a stage in
the center and booth-like structures around the perimeter. Each
booth had a red and green light on it's outside and they were
really more of a separator from the next booth that for privacy.
We selected a cubicle and sat down at the table. There was a
switch on top of the table to be used to turn on either the red or
green light. What appeared to be a oversized sofa was at the back
of the booth. On the sides, which sloped up from the front to the
back, were fold down mechanisms. Leslie was awed by the whole
scene and I knew that I had to tell her what was going on before
she burst out with questions.
I explained to her that this was a sex club with a twist. It is an
audience participatory sex club, where the assembly is encouraged
to come out and have a mini-orgy contest with their partners.
After the competition, they are rated, as the audience votes on who
is to receive the winner's prize.
I told her that the lights were indicators as to whether or not the
people in the cubicles want any visitors, or participants, after
the amateur acts. The look on her face told me that she had some
more questions. I went on to say that we were allowed, actually
encouraged, to have sex with each other right here in our booth.
"We can go around and watch the others have sex, but we can't
participate with them unless the green light is on. Green
means go and red means stop, just like the traffic signals.
When the front doors close, the waiters and waitresses will be
totally nude." I told my astonished secretary.
"How did you find out about this?" she questioned me.
"One of the participants, named Darrel, ask me about how
Marian Sinep was doing. He told me that they had a real fun
time at the last meeting of this kind in New York. He was
about 50 or 55 years old and I could tell from the way he
talked that they had become very good friends. Anyway, he
told me that this was one wild place. They have amateur acts
and voluntary audience sex participation. I told him that I
had saw it earlier and was just curious." I explained to her.
"What are we, that is, you AND I going to do here?" she
anxiously asked.
"Don't worry. The only person that's going to touch you is me
and vice-versa, if that's how we feel at the time. If you
want, we can put on a show for these dilettantes, but we don't
have to. We can walk around and watch other people do it."
I said.
"I don't want anybody except you tonight, but I think that I
will find it kind of exciting to watch you with another woman
again. Do what you think is best at the time." Leslie told
me.
All of a sudden, the house lights went off and an announcement was
made to turn on one of the stall indicator lights. They said that
dinner was to be served in ten minutes. A spotlight, focusing on
the couch, came on in each stall. Looking around, we saw the
people in both of the adjacent booths starting to disrobe.
We waited for a while to see how far everyone was going to go. The
couple to our right was close to our age. He was down to some
bikini underwear and she was topless and was wearing a thong
bottom. They were oblivious to our stares and for good reason.
The woman must have weighed 160 pounds and the male had what could
be best described as a beer belly.
To the left were two hispanic couples. They were all now down to
matching black and gold colored thongs. The women were both
extremely top heavy. I looked at Leslie and she shrugged her
shoulders and said 'why not?', so I sat down and began to remove my
shoes. She wanted results much faster, so she unbuttoned her
blouse and threw it on the chair at the table. As I was shedding
my shirt, Leslie's skirt came off and ended up in the same place as
her blouse.
She looked radiant, with her large, tanned breasts and her white
garter belt with white hose. I was finally down to my thong, but
after seeing Leslie, it wasn't doing a very good job of containing
my balls. I walked over to her, turned the red light on, kissed
her, and after putting our masks on, we prepared to wander around
the arena.
We had already locked her purse and my wallet in the safe that was
in each stall. Then arm in arm, we walked out of our stall for the
first time. We saw all sizes and shapes of people in all colors.
There were not any real lookers in the female audience, except for
Leslie. She didn't say anything, but I could have probably held my
own with the men. I noticed that all of the men that we saw were
out of their thongs, or whatever they were initially wearing.
Seeing all of this lascivious behavior evidently made Leslie horny.
She stopped me outside of one stall and started sucking me. This
drew a crowd of well wishers at once, who were clapping for her on
every suck. She finally stood up and bowed to the applause of our
onlookers.
The small crowd then dispersed and we continued with the trek
around Dante's. We were almost back to our booth when we spotted
the waiters and waitresses bringing our food out. Every male that
I now saw was hard, so I didn't feel too conspicuous with my boner,
that was sticking out of the hole in my thong.
We sat down in our booth at the same time that Polly, our waitress,
arrived. Polly was a short, pudgy, black girl who had large
breasts and a shaved pussy. She brought our salads and dinner
wine, sitting them down at our table. Walking over to where Leslie
was sitting, she asked her if she could suck my dick, just to see
what it tasted like.
I raised my eye brows as Leslie looked at me as if to say that it
was up to me. Telling her to go right ahead, I stood up as Polly
placed her lips around my stiffening pecker. After blowing me for
two or three minutes, she stopped, thanked Leslie for the
privilege, picked up her tray and was on her way. The shows
started as we were eating our salads.
The couple in the spot-lighted area was just leaving after a ten
minute performance and the four Mexicans that were next to us were
the ensuing act. They immediately formed a sucking daisy chain
where the first woman was eating a man, who was eating the next
woman, who was sucking the last man, who was sucking the first
woman.
We finished our salad at about the time that Polly brought our
entrees and some more wine. The Hispanic foursome from next door
were just now coming back from their show, which had been fairly
well received. Leslie told me that she didn't want to enter the
contest, although she thought that we would have won hands down.
I had realized that long ago, as it was now apparent that Leslie
was the one winner in the entire joint. I could tell this by the
way both the men, and women, looked at her.
Finishing our dinner, we decided to walk around, first, to work off
some of the meal, and to check other peoples abilities and
attributes. The portly people to our side, were in a '69' position
on the spot-lighted couch. Their green light was on, but no one
was stopping yet. There was a younger looking trio in the next
booth, consisting of two men and a woman. Their green light was
also on, as the woman was getting it in the mouth and the cunt.
The Mexican couples rushed in just as we were leaving.
Continuing to roam around, we saw all kinds of people in all kinds
of shapes and positions, although nothing completely out of the
usual hard core fucking between men and women. I was now openly
fingering Leslie as we looked in on each booth. This made me
hornier than a toad, so I tried to hurry Leslie back to our booth.
I couldn't wait to show her off in front of all of these rank
amateurs.
Leslie was as ready as I was when we arrived back at our cubicle.
Removing her mask, she guided me over to the couch and pushed me
down on it. She instantly straddled my face with her cunt,
attacking my dick with a special vigor. Since she was already the
unofficial 'woman you'd most like to fuck', a small crowd was now
gathering to watch us.
This made her all the more horny as she sucked me harder and
harder. I was now licking her from crack to crack, and the crowd
could see her climax almost every two minutes. She refrained from
the job she was doing on my cock and quivered on top of me as she
came each time. Leslie's talents, and the chants of the assembly
watching us, was really effecting me.
After 10 more minutes of Leslie's talented tongue, I shot my load
in her mouth. Leslie, wanting to show that I had came, let some of
my jizz run down the veined shaft of my dick, and then quickly
gobbled it up. Without missing a beat, I let her suck me a little
longer and I quickly got up and grabbed her. After French kissing
her deeply on the mouth, I laid her on her back on top of the
dinner table.
I rammed her cunt with my rigid rod and it hit bottom on the first
thrust. As the people surrounding the table began to chant, I
started fucking her to the rhythms of their applause. This went on
for a time when someone yelled out that I had been in her for
thirty minutes. As more people gathered, the longer I decided that
I would try to last.
Leslie was having multiple orgasms all over the place, much to the
delight of our well wishers. With our 'in' time approaching the
one hour mark, I was now fingering Leslie's ass-hole to make her
come more and more. After a 64 minute fuck, I was getting ready to
come and I knew it.
I decided to show off a little so when I came, I pulled out of
Leslie's cunt and shot my load all over her tits and mouth. She
actually caught some of it with her mouth in mid air. This brought
us another ovation when she did this. After coming all that I
could, I got down on my knees and started eating her again. She
pushed me away after three more orgasms, saying that she couldn't
take any more of them.
I rose and helped her off of the table to the roar of the crowd.
We sat down as people were now walking by and congratulating us on
our performance and wishing us well. We walked around some more
and then returned to our stall to have some more wine. When the
crowd had died down, we quickly dressed and walked out of the club,
taking our masks as souvenirs.
"That was FANTASTIC!!" Leslie told me as we drove back to the
hotel.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked her.
"My pussy's sore as hell and I'm going to be spoiled by your
big dick, but I'm alright." she said, leaning her head on my
shoulder.
"I wanted to leave early because we may have a long day
tomorrow. The meeting doesn't really start until noon, but we
have to check out of the hotel and everything." I told her.
We arrived at the hotel and I let the doorman park the car for us.
He certainly did seem eager to help Leslie out of the car,
considering that she wasn't wearing a bra or panties. After seeing
him come around to my side with the makings of a good hard on, I
gave him ten dollars and told him good night.
Leslie jumped in the bath tub to soak as soon as we hit the room
and I called my wife, Nikki, to tell her that I would be home late
tomorrow night. I took a long, hot shower as soon as Leslie was
out, while she phoned her family. After getting out, I dried and
put on a small pair of boxer shorts. We were both thirsty, so I
decided to see if I could get down to the vending machines in my
shorts without being seen.
I had gotten us two canned drinks and was walking back to the room,
when our door opened. Leslie stepped out completely naked and
yelled for me to "get my ass back in here if I wanted any more
pussy tonight". I started running and got to my room at the same
time all of the doors around us were opening up to find out what
was going on.
Sitting in the side chairs while drinking our sodas, I mentioned to
Leslie that she had been a little on the wild side tonight. She
told me that tonight, and in the morning, was going to be the last
time she would get 'to let it all hang out', and she was certainly
going to take advantage of it. I noticed an almost sinister grin
appear on her face as she told me this.
"I've thought about this a long time. I want to try you up my
butt tonight." Leslie told me.
"You've had a busy time tonight. Are you sure that you what
to do this?" I asked her.
"An ass-fucking was the furthest thing from my mind, until
Tuesday. Now, it's all I've been thinking about lately." she
said.
"Well, I've certainly had my mind on your well-shaped ass for
a while." I stated, with a wide grin.
"I'm going to take THAT as a compliment." she said.
"That, my dear, is EXACTLY what it was." I replied.
Having finished her drink before I did mine, Leslie then got on her
knees, fished my cock through the fly in the shorts, and started
slow-sucking me. I leaned back in my chair and enjoyed my good
fortune. In the day or so that Leslie and I have been screwing
each other, she had become quite a good cock sucker.
After savoring an excellent 15 minute suck, I lifted her head up to
my lips and kissed her. I guided her over to my bed and had her
sit down. Going into the bathroom, I returned with some K-Y jelly
and towels. I got the two king-sized pillows from the head of the
bead and placed them where I could get at them when I needed them.
Removing my shorts, I attacked Leslie's pussy with my tongue. She
reciprocated by giving me more head.
We rolled over so that I was on my back and I began flicking my
tongue across her ass-hole. After the anxiety seemed to go away,
I lubed my index finger and gently inserted it in her anus. She
jumped when I did this, but surprisingly she relaxed almost as fast
as she had tensed up. I finally was able to work all of my index
finger in her gorgeous ass-hole.
Working it in and out for a while, I then inserted my middle finger
in her. She took this without any problems, so I paralleled my
fingers and re-inserted them. This was more of a problem, but
Leslie was a good trooper, and along with my encouragement to her
to relax, she eventually took both fingers.
After working her over with two fingers for a while, I pulled them
out and asked Leslie to stop eating me for now, which was tough to
do, since she was doing another wonderful job. I placed the
pillows on top of each other on the bed. Instructing Leslie to lay
over them, I guided her to the where she needed to be, down on her
stomach on the pillows, with her rear in the air.
Looking down at an absolutely delicious ass, I liberally coated my
penis with the K-Y. I then put a little more lubricant on her ass
and then we were ready. I put my finger in her ass to loosen her
sphincter muscle. Removing my finger, I then tenderly implanted my
engorged cockhead into her anus. Since I was larger than my two
fingers, I waited a while so that her ass could get used to the
girth that was now at the entrance to her poop chute.
Sensing that she was taking me okay, I slowly pressed ahead,
stopping after three more inches were inside of her. I could tell
that she was hurting and I asked her if I should stop and she said
no. I then easily pumped her in and out, being careful not to go
beyond the three inch limit that I had established.
Still with one hand on her hip, I reached under her to stimulate
her clitoris. This soothed her more and I then went three more
inches inside of her ass. Leslie was taking my dick up her bung
hole like a champ, her sphincter muscle now completely relaxed. I
slowly decided to see how much she could take and pushed deeper.
I stopped, without hitting anything, when I had just a small
portion of my shaft sticking out of her butt. Deciding that this
would be my deepest limit, I started ass-fucking her. Leslie then
had her first, of what would be many, anal orgasms. We were now
totally in sync with each other, my dick easing in and out of her
ass like it was a tight pussy.
Leslie was climaxing as much now as she did when I either fucked or
ate her beautiful pussy. I then placed my hands under her stomach
and ran them upward until I found her well-hung titties. The rough
fondling of her boobs caused her to come yet again. Leslie was
getting adventurous now as she was whooping and screaming on almost
every one of my thrusts.
After five strong orgasms in a row, I eased up on her, just so that
she could catch her breath. She then told me that she wanted to be
more brazen. Asking her what she meant by this, she told me that
she wanted people to see her with this big dick in her ass. I
asked her just how she wanted to accomplish this and she said that
she wanted to move over next to the window and open the curtains.
Telling her that I wasn't coming out of her ass until I came in it,
I decided that we would try. We backed up together until she was
able to slowly put her feet on the floor and we then inched across
the floor, my dick still buried to the hilt in her butt. I was now
able to reach the curtain and a quick pull opened up our room to
the world. There was a light on over the bed behind us that would
illuminate us for our viewers.
Leslie then took off for the sitting ledge that ran the entire
extent of the floor-to-ceiling length window. Since it was after
midnight, I thought that we probably wouldn't have much of an
audience, but I was wrong. As soon as I could see outside, I saw
two separate windows with their curtains open, each with couples
milling around in them.
We weren't immediately seen, but I knew that it would just be a
matter of time before Leslie had her fans. These two rooms were on
the eighteenth floor and to our right. After five more minutes of
long-dicking Leslie's delectable ass, one of the couples noticed
us. I could tell because they rushed to the window and cupped
their hands around their eyes to view us.
The second window evidently never noticed us because they closed
their drapes after we had been on stage about ten minutes. Our
eyes then went back to the first window, but they were now gone.
We kept peering out at them and all of a sudden a light came on
behind the window, probably the same one that we had on.
Leslie and I were really enjoying ourselves too much to wonder
where our audience went, but we didn't have to wait long. The next
thing that we knew, they reappeared in the nude. It was difficult
to tell exactly what they looked like, but they then assumed the
same position that we were in. I didn't know if they knew that we
were butt fucking or not, although I suspect that they didn't.
Couple number one started fucking right along with us, probably in
the pussy because he didn't have the time to lubricate her anus
properly. Never the less, we were now both delighted to share our
intercourse with them. I then resumed all of my concentration on
my lover, Leslie.
Placing both hands on her butt cheeks, I started pounding her
faster and harder. Every now I would slow down and lift her up to
further show off her massive tits, because, even though it was
dark, I could tell that the female half of the copulating couple
was nowhere near as stacked as Leslie was.
We continued our mutual competition for the next thirty minutes
when I told Leslie that something was happening across the way.
She then looked with me and we apparently saw the man ejaculate his
load in his partners cunt. The man tensed up and was still and
then lunged forward three or four times as if he was blowing his
wad.
That's what had happened because they separated and continued to
watch us. Deciding to put on a real show for them, I began to
finger Leslie's dripping wet cunt hole. This caused her to have
another violent orgasm, gyrating around as much as she could,
considering that I was still playing 'hide the sausage' in her ass.
I was able to hold on another twenty minutes before my cock erupted
and drowned Leslie's bowels with my come. I pumped her until she
suddenly charged forward, releasing my still hard dick from her
ass-hole. Since I was relatively clean, I grabbed the shaft and
continued to stroke myself. Two minutes later, I was able to shoot
out one more small wad of jizz, and it landed on the window glass.
As I looked over to the other couple, I could see both of them
clapping. Being ever the showman, I bowed down and, taking her by
the hand, presented Leslie to them also.
We waved goodnight and then we both shut the drapes, again sealing
us off from the world. Leslie turned and hugged my neck, telling
me that this had been the best fuck that she had ever had and she
would always remember it. We then retired to the shower and washed
each other off. After drying off, we laid our next days clothes
and got into bed. It had been a long and productive day, so we
kissed each other good night and went soundly to sleep.
We slept late the next morning because of the noontime start of our
meeting. I slipped out of bed and ordered breakfast brought to the
room. Leslie woke just as the waitress left the room. Sitting up
in bed, she put her glasses on and I thought that my dick was going
to shoot through the roof. They have always made me horny, even
with her clothes on, but now, sitting there with her tanned tits
hanging out really set me off.
I raced over to the bed and she knew exactly what I wanted.
Turning sideways on the bed, she held her pussy lips wide apart for
my pleasure. I rammed the full length of my now rigid dick into
her open cunt. We fucked for ten minutes before she reminded me
that the breakfast was getting cold. Telling her that I would take
a rain check, I withdrew from her pussy.
We ate our tepid breakfast and then Leslie went to the bathroom.
As she came back, I was standing up. Dropping to the floor, her
lips brought my sleeping cock back to life and we then resumed our
morning fuck. This time we fucked each other, with Leslie meeting
each and every one of my thrusts with one of her own. After seven
orgasms, I came in her lovely cunt for the last time in my life.
Hopping off the bed so she wouldn't stain it, Leslie ran to the
bathroom. As she came out, she told me that now was the best time
to make our separation. I told her that I understood completely
and I helped her gather her clothes. Kissing her for the last
time, I watched her walk to her room in a robe.
We checked out of the hotel and drove to our meeting in total
silence. The meeting only lasted two hours and before we knew it,
we were on the return flight home. We didn't talk a lot on the
plane, but Leslie did ask me never to tell anyone that she had
kissed another woman. I told her that would be kind of hard since
I would have to tell them that she had been sitting on my face at
the time I was fucking someone that other woman.
We deplaned at about 6:00 P. M. and walked out into the terminal,
to be met by Leslie's husband. My pager then went off, but I did
notice that she hugged him a lot longer than she did when we had
left on Sunday. They left and I went to find a telephone to call
the office. It was my Group Vice President, Marian Sinep, and she
told me that she needed to see me, now. Telling her that I would
be there in 45 minutes, I dashed off to find my car.
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