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StarPerformance
A Star Performance (M+F, exhib, wife, interr, Pt. 3 of 3)
by OneIdleHand
So, Hayley had told Denise all about me. About how I liked for
Hayley to take charge occasionally. As I reflected on Denise's
parting words that night, I realized these two women had shared
everything about their sex lives, and more specifically, their
husbands'.
So all of that explained my current predicament. It was two
weeks later since the "great event," as Hayley had come to call
it, and we were at Denise's having dinner. This, of course, led
to dessert. With so much having happened between Denise, Mike,
Hayley, and I, we had known and agreed that if something
"happened" while we were visiting, it would be okay. Hayley even
said that I could screw Denise if things developed that way.
Things don't "develop" with Hayley and Denise, they're planned.
So, I wasn't really surprised that as dessert was mentioned,
Denise waved Mike and myself to the living room, and then
proceeded to tell us that we should be blindfolded. I watched as
Hayley began blindfolding Mike, until Denise covered my own eyes.
I was thinking that this was good, that they were both probably
stripping or something. Shortly I was stripped completely, and,
why resist? Then I was laid on the floor and securely strapped
so that I couldn't move. I thought that Mike and I were in for a
treat, when I heard one of them turn the on. Then I heard
muted whisperings from the TV.
"This is one of my favorite parts," said Denise.
"Mine, too," said Hayley.
Denise added, "He looks so excited to be doing it! I like how
you make him lick it so slowly, so you can see him lap the on
his tongue."
Wait a minute! They were watching our video. I was sure my face
was turning several shades of red. And it explained the
disappearance of a home we had made over a year or so ago.
A which pictured me cumming in my mouth and on Hayley's
breasts, then licking them clean. A which had Hayley
spooning my into my mouth. She had made a great act of it
being lost, and, as it turned out, she had simply given it to
Denise.
"Now Mike, watch this scene. He flips over and cums in his mouth
and on his face." I was dying, realizing that Mike hadn't really
been tied up either. "And look how focused Hayley is. You see,
Mike? That's why I told him to do what his mistress said the
other night. But he didn't, and that's why Hayley suggested we
watch this tonight. Hayley, do you think you can get him
to do that for us tonight?"
At that, Hayley said, "Look at his cock. I think he's game.
Denise, take off his blindfold."
As I looked, I quickly saw that Hayley was already impaled on
Mike's cock as he was lying on the floor. She was slowly
grinding her hips as Mike was fondling her breasts, both grinning
at me and obviously not in a hurry. Obviously, blindfolding Mike
had been a ruse.
"Steven, here's the deal. If you make me very happy tonight, I
might just let you screw Denise. But I'm not going to be happy
until Denise is happy, so she will tell you what she wants you to
do." Mike regained Hayley's attention by pinching and pulling on
her nipples.
"Steven, I've been watching this for weeks, dreaming of
something like this. Mike said he wouldn't even think of eating
his own cum. So, I was planning on letting you finish on my
breasts, but now that I think about it, that might spoil my view.
So, I'm going to free one of your hands, and you better for
me all over your chest. If you don't do what I want, Hayley has
told me I can show this to whoever I want."
My hand was released, and although extremely embarrassed,
particularly with Mike watching, my cock was turned on, and it
felt good. As I jerked off, Denise removed the that she
had kept on. So now, at least, I had a fully naked woman to look
at, who wasn't my wife! Soon, spurts of shot across my
stomach and chest. Denise dipped one finger in it and placed it
in my mouth. "Eat, that's right." Soon, between finger loads,
she even placed a nipple against my lips, which I eagerly sucked.
"That's enough!" Denise stood and looked down at me. "Now lick
the rest off your own fingers." I hesitated. "Remember the
video." At this point I heard grunting. Hayley was now on her
hands and knees looking at me while Mike pumped into her from the
rear. Hayley was obviously approaching orgasm, but she had the
presence to lower her tongue from her mouth in one long licking
motion as she held my eyes. This turned me on something fierce.
Denise regained my attention, by wiping her foot on one of the
strands of on my chest. She then placed her toes on my lips
to be licked, which I did. "I never imagined a licking
from my feet, but I think I like it!" She repeated this with her
other foot, which I again licked clean. "Lick it off your
fingers, now," she said. I began to collect on my fingers
and eat. Denise lowered her face to within inches of mine so
that she could watch each finger-load. Not soon enough, it was
over.
I'm sure watching me do this really turned Hayley on, but Mike's
cock had something to do with the heated look in her eyes.
Hayley's eyes were closed, and she had gotten verbal. "That's
it, fuck me hard! I like feeling your balls slap against me. Oh
yes! Harder! I can feel you cumming inside of me." Her
swung back and forth with each thrust, wildly, until Mike
finished.
My cock, if it had even gotten soft, was hard again after
watching Hayley. Denise grabbed a hold of it and inserted it
into her as she straddled me. My view of this woman was
immediately interrupted as Hayley stepped above me and squatted
on my face. I could smell Mike's juices as she smeared her
on my face. I could hear something said about me not having a
choice this time and "tongue." I tentatively took a couple of
licks. At that, Hayley's lips parted and what remained of
Mike's entered my mouth. It wasn't my intention to
it, but it was hard to do anything with my rubbing herself
all over my face. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the feel of licking
Hayley's hairless cunt.
Finally, Hayley stood, and I could see Denise grin. She started
to work my cock faster in and out of her cunt, pounding on it
from above. I was, at least, happy that my cock felt like it
could last a while, and otherwise appreciated the different feel
of her cunt, the different noises that she made, the different
way she moved on me, her facial expressions, and, of course, a
different set of bouncing before me than I had seen all
these years. Still mostly tied, Denise lowered herself and
licked Mike's and Hayley's juices off of my face. Then she
squatted on her feet and fucked my cock fast and hard, until I
came inside her.
Mike and I rested long enough to once more fuck each others'
spouse, which we did as they laid side by side on the floor. It
was very intimate, in its way. As we were leaving that night,
Denise added, "Thanks for letting me keep the video, Hayley, I
promise not to show it to anyone else unless Steven doesn't lick
out your when you want him to."
Over the next few weeks, my thoughts kept returning to that
night. Mostly, I enjoyed it. Hayley knew that I liked to lick
my cum, but she had never really brought it up on her own. This
usually only happened after more than subtle hints from me. And
when I did on her, she usually let me out of "cleaning" her
off. So, while I had always hoped that she would interrupt me
from watching or working on the computer, bare her breasts,
and then order me to on them and lick them clean, I had never
considered she would have me do it in front of others. An
embarrassing, almost humiliating, surprise. I started thinking
of a fun way to turn the tables on Hayley.
Two weeks later, Hayley again went to Denise's, I presumed to use
her Sybian machine and otherwise catch up. When she returned,
she informed me that we were again going to Mike and Denise's on
Friday night. She knew I would be immediately suspicious, based
on our last visit, so she told me what would happen.
"Denise and Mike have invited two other couples, for poker. The
deal is that whoever wins gets to choose someone to have sex
with, while everyone else watches. And do you remember Jeff?
(Of course I did. She hadn't stopped talking about his
exceptionally large cock since the great event.) He and his
are one of the couples."
"So, you're hoping you win and you get to have fun with Jeff?"
"Or, maybe he'll win me."
"What if I win another woman?"
"That's part of the game. I enjoyed watching you with Denise."
"Yeah, but you had a cock in you at the same time. You wouldn't
be jealous?"
"I'm asking you to go, aren't I?"
So, Friday came. Jeff's wife, Raquel, was quite attractive,
tall, slender, pretty face, and with average sized breasts, but
different in that her areole were "puffy," sticking out from her
breasts. By the small talk, it was quite obvious that both were
used to playing around, and Jeff's group routine with Denise was
well known to her. Alex arrived without his wife, making excuses
that she was ill, so he became the dealer. The rules were
repeated, with the understanding that only the winner and person
of choice were to have sex. The remainder had to watch.
As the game started, we decided that it would not be strip poker.
The sexual tension was already there, and it grew even more
tense soon after the third round, as some grew richer and others
poorer. Jeff's had a terrible start, and she was quickly
out of the game. Mike and Denise were hanging on, but losing.
Jeff and I were doing very well, and Hayley, as competitive as
ever, was doing almost as well. After an hour and a half, it was
just the three of us.
Hayley was very excited, because the odds were that either she or
Jeff would win, and, if Jeff won, it was likely he would still
choose her. The next hand, I had terrible cards, so I folded.
Hayley was cool, a little too cool, so I figured she had a good
hand. Jeff acted the same, and they began escalating their bids.
Soon, it was very clear that whoever lost this hand would soon be
out of the game. Denise, looking at Hayley's cards, seemed
satisfied that Hayley was doing the right thing. Finally, Jeff
called, and laid down a full house, with three kings and two
sevens. Hayley couldn't believe it. She also had a full house,
but with tens and eights. She lost.
So, it was down to Jeff and me, as Hayley had bet all her chips.
We anted up, and Alex dealt us each five cards. Before I picked
them up, Jeff said, "Maybe we should raise the stakes."
"To what?" I answered.
"Well, Raquel is going home to see her next weekend, so
I'll be home alone. How about if I win, I get Hayley all of next
weekend, and she has to do whatever I say?"
I looked at Hayley. She seemed a little stunned that she might
be a wager, but she didn't give any appearance that she minded.
I asked, "And what if I win?"
Jeff answered, "I've made reservations for one week at a private
beach club in Bermuda this summer, followed by a week on a
private yacht. You choose one, all expenses paid."
"Both, and you've got a deal."
Jeff asked, "Well, ladies? Two weeks of the Caribbean against
Hayley doing anything I want for a whole weekend. Witnesses?"
Raquel just grinned and nodded. Hayley, who I knew really wanted
at least some time with Jeff, or at least his large cock, slowly
nodded. Mike and Denise both said "witnessed!"
I said, "Hayley, I don't know who to pull for, do you?" Hayley
didn't answer, but sat beside me to look at my cards as I raised
them. I had nothing, Ace high. I laid down the lowest three
cards, and picked up another three cards as Alex dealt them.
Jeff took only one card. As I looked, I saw that I had two
additional aces. There was no point in betting chips, it was
only the two of us, winner takes all, as they say.
Jeff said, "Well, let's see what you got!"
I laid down my cards, to which Jeff leaned back and smiled. He
tossed his on the table with no matches, except they were all
spades. A flush. He won. Hayley also was flushed.
Jeff said, "Well, since I'll have Hayley for a whole weekend,
I'll choose Denise tonight." Jeff took his time with her, and
she with him, and it was apparent that they were putting on a
show, mostly for Hayley's frustration. I knew she had expected
to enjoy Jeff, and now she was forced into watching her best
female friend enjoy his very large cock. Denise put on a great
show of massaging Jeff's balls, which were together slightly
larger than her hand. She gave him a very long blow job, and
positioned herself so that we could all watch.
They soon joined together, but Denise was uncomfortable on her
hands and knees, so she had Jeff lie down. She then squatted
above him, facing towards his feet, and we could all see the
massive amount of cock that she slowly worked inside herself. It
was a great view as we could see Jeff's cock and balls, as well
as Denise's cunt, very clearly. As she finally got it all in,
she appeared to lose her breath and could hardly make any noises.
They were both very patient with each other, and they took a long
time building their rhythm. Denise's legs were wearing out, so
they quickly resumed their doggie style position. Everyone's
eyes were glued to them. I glanced at Hayley, and she was
rubbing herself between her legs as she obviously focused on
Jeff's cock. I could tell my cock was leaking within my pants as
I rubbed it. It wasn't long before Jeff came within her, and
removed his cock from her cunt. I couldn't believe the size of
his cock as he removed it, and especially after finishing. His
cock didn't seem to shrink. Hayley had also watched, and I knew
her underwear, and maybe her pants, had to be soaked.
Denise finally stood, her body flushed, the wetness on her
lips obvious, and suggested that everyone should leave. She and
Mike needed some "time" together. As we were leaving, Jeff said,
"Hayley, I'll pick you up Friday night at 6:00."
Hayley answered, "Just promise to fuck me lots."
Well, I may have lost a two week vacation, but I won an
exceptional week with Hayley. She was turned on the whole week.
She read sexy and watched porno all day, and then
jumping me at night after I returned home for work. She was
asking questions as to what I thought Jeff might do with her
during the weekend.
She wasn't content to hear about just regular sex, and Jeff had
said she would have to do whatever he wished. Hayley's
imagination ran wild. As we fucked each night, she was doing the
talking, suggesting different things that she might be forced to
do. These varied from striptease, to oral sex, to sex outside on
Jeff's farm, being tied up, and wondering whether they would go
anywhere. I, of course, encouraged her in all these things.
Denise and Mike felt Jeff was a really nice guy, so we both had
to trust him. All we knew was that he had a good sized house
with lots of acreage, and that he worked from his home as a
computer consultant.
Friday night came quickly for me, forever to Hayley. She had
packed some of her sexier lingerie, but otherwise just jeans,
sweat pants and comfortable clothes. Knowing that Jeff had
acreage, she brought clothes appropriate for a farm, since that
was where she was going to spend her weekend.
When Jeff came, he was very polite to both of us. He was a big
guy, and he drove a big pickup truck. He opened the door for
her, but before she could get it, he said, "Hayley, come here,
place your hand on my cock." I could tell his cock was hard, and
Hayley rubbed it through his jeans. "Just so we're clear, I want
to hear you say in front of Steven that you promise to do
anything I say this weekend. I want you to understand that you
might be fucked in a public place or expose part of your body to
a stranger."
With her hand on Jeff's massive cock, there was no way she would
say no, and she quickly promised and stepped into the cab,
despite some fear of what might come. Still, the prospect of
being his slave for the weekend had, not so secretly, thrilled
and excited her the past week.
The details of that night and Saturday were later told to me by
Hayley. Jeff relaxed her with a number of sex jokes, and he had
her buckle herself into the middle of the seat, where she could
keep a hand on his cock. Their first order of business was
Hayley's attire. She had worn denim shorts and a white blouse,
which she had tucked in. While this emphasized her breasts, Jeff
clearly had another idea in mind. Instead of driving to where
she understood his house to be, Jeff drove downtown. Due to
traffic, it was almost 7:00 when he pulled up to a small clothing
store, specializing in sexy clothes and lingerie.
The store had semi-private dressing rooms, where a partner could
view the other modeling the clothes, but it clearly was not meant
to encourage any physical contact. Jeff knew the place well, and
picked out a tight black mini-skirt, with a see-thru black mesh
body suit that closed to a tight collar around the neck, leaving
the shoulders bare. As Hayley undressed, Jeff took both her bra
and her and stuffed them into his own jacket pockets.
Jeff watched Hayley try on the outfit. Aside from revealing
Hayley's tits, the bodysuit was crotchless, and Jeff had
commented how he liked the crotchless look with a shaven cunt. A
light white jacket was also chosen to wear over the body suit.
The jacket was not sized to cover her completely, but left the
middle open, her sternum exposed. At night, it was not obvious
that this was see-thru, but in any significant light, it would
be.
Everything seemed to fit, except Jeff had forgotten about shoes.
Tennis shoes just didn't match. The shoes were out in the main
store area, and they had to be retrieved by an employee. Jeff
selected the pair he wanted her to wear, she told the clerk what
size, and he went to the back. Hayley pretty well knew what was
coming. The clerk would fit the shoes on her feet, with a
perfect view of her hairless cunt. Hayley was not embarrassed as
much as she would have thought, mostly because she was horny and
Jeff was so near. The clerk was apparently used to these antics,
and joked with Jeff about how tasty she looked. He never talked
directly to Hayley, but his eyes also never left her cunt.
Hayley was not accustomed to two inch heels, but could walk well
enough.
As they stepped into the night, the 75 degree temperature
brought a slight chill to Hayley's cunt, as the skirt was very
short. She worried that it if it slid up at all it would expose
her, it was so short. Again, Jeff held the truck door open for
her, and Hayley intentionally gave him a show between her legs as
she slid in the seat.
It was off to dinner. Jeff removed Hayley's bra from his pocket,
and hung it from his rear view mirror. Intentionally, Jeff kept
away from our part of town, where it was more likely someone
might know Hayley, keeping to the downtown area. He took her to
Five Points, where Hayley had been once before. The sight of her
mini-skirt and blouse in that area was unremarkable, due to the
regular presence of more outfits in that trendy liberal
area. They ate at the Jamaica Grill, where it was kind of dark.
Hayley had enjoyed the small talk through dinner. Afterwards,
Jeff handed Hayley her for the first real test of her
promise.
"You see the trash can over there? I want you to throw these
away, but do it so that they get caught on the edge where people
can see them." Hayley slipped out of the booth seat, carefully
keeping her knees closed. As she walked, her blouse or
had caught the eye of both the cook and a guy at a nearby table,
and both cracked big grins when she dropped her as
instructed. Hayley wasn't particularly embarrassed about the
panties, but more sensitive to whether her skirt had risen much.
She heard the cook joke to the customer, "She's a hot one
tonight!"
When she returned to the booth, Jeff collected his change for the
dinner and left a tip. He saw Hayley look away at the cook, who
was looking her up and down, still. "Is the cook looking at
you?"
"Yes, he's actually been looking this way a bunch tonight."
"Good, follow me out of the restaurant by a few steps. When you
pass the cook, open your jacket slightly so he can see one of
your tits, wink at him, and give him a big smile." Hayley was
good at giving strangers smiles, but never before while showing
herself off.
Just as Jeff passed the cook, he turned to watch Hayley. He saw
her do as instructed, even though two cooks were now in their
tight space. She left her jacket open just long enough for their
eyes to re-focus on her breast, and then quickly replaced her
jacket and continued out of the restaurant, hearing the catcalls
of the cooks behind her.
Jeff stood tall above her, but Hayley enjoyed having his arm
around her as they walked around the five points area, looking
into storefronts. They finally came to a bar/store, called
"Donna's House." A sign indicated that no one under the age of
21 was permitted. Inside the door was a shop, mostly including
leather goods, all made for domination/submission play. Jeff
joked around, asking Hayley if she would need a collar and leash
over the weekend. Hayley had answered, as quietly as possible,
"Only if you make me wait forever for that cock." The store
clerk was a woman who did little to make herself pretty and
was dressed mostly in black. She watched Hayley, mostly.
Jeff said, "Oh, you won't have to wait long. But, there's still
a few things in here you need." He picked up a choker necklace
and then studied the various charms available. They included
such things as a boot, a small lock, a key, a dog, and
many others. He chose a small silver star. A variety of bondage
devices were on a low shelf. He instructed Hayley to pick out a
pair of handcuffs that looked comfortable. Hayley had been tied
up before, but never with a device with a lock. She had always
been able to get loose if she really tried, so this was
different. She found a padded cuff set and handed them to Jeff.
He then went to a shelf where many masks were placed. Some
covered the whole head with only breathing holes, others had eyes
cut into them, some were fancy blindfolds, and others were basic
eye masks with eye holes cut out. He selected one of these basic
eye masks, made sure it would fit, and then bought them. Hayley
immediately put on the chain, and Jeff secured the mask, which
had a mild adhesive to help it stick to her face. Jeff pulled a
mask out of his pocket and had Hayley place it on him. As she
did this, she felt his hand on the lower portion of her bare
butt. She realized that her had slid up and she
quickly pulled it back down.
The store had an open interior door leading into the back.
Another sign said "No one under 21 admitted. Couples only.
Reservations Required." This was the bar. As they entered,
Hayley grew accustomed to the dim lighting. The bar included
over twenty tables, each with two chairs on a side of the table,
facing a small stage farther in. Jeff bought Hayley a Bloody
Mary, and later another, to loosen her up further. The room was
about half full of people, and it was obvious that most probably
shopped in Donna's store, as they had. It appeared that this was
a group of people committed to the "lifestyle" of domination.
Most everyone was anonymous, at least in the face. Most of the
women, it appeared, were on the submissive end of things. Most
wore outfits that either barely concealed their privates, or, in
the case of some, openly displayed their breasts.
Jeff leaned over to her, "Don't worry. You're not the show.
That will begin in a few minutes. I've only been here a couple
of times, and that only with Raquel. We occasionally will tie
each other up, but nothing like the people here. But I brought
you to see the show."
Shortly, it began. A lady, who turned out to be Donna, came to a
microphone. She was dressed in dominatrix garb, with lots of
leather and metal, and with more than a little exposed.
She had a very friendly voice as she introduced the evening's
entertainment. "Tonight we have Joel and Sonya. They have been
married for 15 years, happily enough, but not sexually charged.
About six months ago, Sonya indicated that she didn't want to
have to work at the sexual aspect of their marriage. She wanted
sex, but she wanted to be told what to do. I know that sounds
familiar to probably half of you. From that time, she has grown
increasingly submissive, and she found out about our group after
Joel told her to see what types of clubs or groups might be in
town. Up until tonight, their relationship has been solely
within their home. Most of you know a special thrill when you
are submissive in front of someone other than your partner. So
our first performance tonight we have a real treat as we watch a
"virgin" appearance. Enjoy!"
With that, the place grew silent. The couple emerged, dressed
"normally." Jeff and Hayley watched as the ordered Sonya to
strip completely, dance while she was naked, and then go into
the audience with a magic marker and ask everyone to write on her
(from "lovely" to "slut" to "suck my tits" to "please fuck me."
Her body became a graffiti board. She was then told to undress
her master, fold his clothes, and lick his cock. After this, she
had to beg to be fucked, after which he did, but not cumming
within her. He then ordered her to visit each table, and ask
whether each would rather fondle her or see her cunt.
When she came to Hayley's table, Jeff said, "Your breasts,
definitely, but I want her to do it."
Hayley had never touched a woman's before, but now felt
what they felt like in her hands without feeling the sensation
through her own breasts. While she didn't mind it, she noticed
how the woman was breathing heavily, not in a dazed state, but
very excited about all the attention given her and obviously
needing to be fucked. The lady's husband approached Jeff with
nipple clamps, and asked him to put them on his wife. His
looked as if she was already in orgasm as Jeff clipped the
clamps, which were flat, not alligator style, to each nipple. He
then pulled the chain connected between them slightly, which made
her cry out, but not in pain, it seemed. Hayley was amazed, just
watching the clamps squeeze each nipple as Jeff had applied it.
The woman seemed to love the role of being played with by
strangers. Jeff said, "Aren't you glad I didn't buy one of
those." Yes, she was.
As she continued to other tables, Jeff reached over and removed
Hayley's jacket. No one gave any apparent interest, as most were
involved with their own partners, fondling, kissing, or even
masturbating. Jeff moved Hayley's legs onto the table and spread
them, so that her was exposed. As the woman returned to
stage, Jeff's finger danced around Hayley's lips. She tired
of this, and pushed his finger into her. He didn't go far, but
it was better than being teased. Soon enough, Sonya was back on
stage, sitting in a chair, masturbating herself where all could
see. Hayley placed her hand on Jeff's crotch, rubbing hard.
Soon, Sonya was being fucked by her husband, yelling loudly.
Although most people at the tables were quiet, almost all were
masturbating in some manner, eyes directed to the show. As Joel
finished in Sonya, most people, including Hayley, began covering
up slightly.
Jeff said, "That was good, but it's time to go." Hayley was
ready to be fucked, although she wondered what the next
performance could possibly be. As she stepped into the night,
she got chill bumps from the fluids on her lips. She also
realized she had left her jacket. Jeff said he would go get it,
and that she should wait there. It was dark, but Little Five
Points was a night time hangout, and several had already
seen her through her bodysuit. She closed her arms about
her as best she could, hoping Jeff would hurry. He came back,
not quickly enough, and helped her put her jacket on. This, of
course, meant she had to expose her as she inserted each
arm into the jacket sleeve. Several watched from a nearby
bench, but amazingly said nothing. Hayley and Jeff hurried to
his truck, which was parked beside the building. Jeff told
Hayley to remove her jacket. He took it and threw it into the
bed of the pickup truck through the window behind the cab. He
had a camper top, so she knew it wouldn't blow away. He then had
her sit in the passenger seat, by the window, rather than in the
middle again. He took both of her wrists, handcuffed them behind
her back, and then buckled her in. The safety belt her
breasts and made them push against the see thru fabric.
Then, instead of taking the interstate, Jeff drove slowly through
town, stopping at traffic lights. Although they were higher than
other cars, they occasionally were next to either another truck,
SUV, or a person standing by the street. The dangling bra seemed
a magnet to draw their attention. In each case Hayley's
were visible if they looked, which they often did, and she was
powerless to cover up. With the doors locked, Hayley didn't
worry about it, occasionally smiling at some of them, but more
importantly telling Jeff how much, and how soon, she wanted him
to fuck her. "It looks like your are going to be the
talk of the town. I imagine all these people will tell others
they saw a lady wearing a see-thru without a bra. I'm
looking forward to screwing that woman."
Jeff finally turned off the street into a parking lot, and then
behind some building.
"Take off your mask, get out, and go stand by the wall, in front
of the headlights." She did this. She was blinded by the
headlights, so she had to either close her eyes or look up. She
heard Jeff speak through the truck window, "Turn around, bend
over, and slowly pull your miniskirt over your hips." Hayley was
fairly certain no one was around, and she did what he wanted,
although somewhat quickly. "Place one hand against the wall,
spread your legs, and with the other hand, spread your lips.
That's it." She heard him open his door, and she could hear his
footsteps approach. As she continued to rub her clit, she heard
him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. She suddenly felt his
massive cock head press against her fingers and her cunt. He
slid in and she braced herself against the wall. He fucked her
hard and fast. He couldn't quite fit in all the way, but she
could still feel his large balls slap her butt. It wasn't long
before she felt his hot shoot inside her. She tried to rock
herself against him for as long as she could, but he withdrew
before she could bring herself to orgasm.
As she turned around, she saw him milk one long strand of
from his cock, which stretched almost to the ground, before
tucking himself back in his pants. "Pull your skirt down, we've
got to go shopping."
She wondered where? at that time of night? Jeff retrieved her
jacket from the back of the truck, turned off his headlights, and
handed the jacket to her to put on. While she was concentrating
on that, he reached under her skirt and wiped her clit. Before
she knew what was going on, he wiped two of his large fingers
against her lips, both coated with his cum. The smell of the
went to her head. Jeff held her chin, looked her in the eyes,
and said, "lick." She did. They walked around to the front of
the building they had parked behind.
It was an adult video/novelty store. There were only two cars in
front, hopefully both of them working there, she thought. Jeff
handed her $100, and told her to go inside and ask for the
largest vibrator they had. She thought this was better than
wasting time looking around for it, so she went on in, intent on
getting out of there as soon as possible. When she entered, she
saw only one person, and he was behind the desk. He looked
scuzzy, overweight, and aging, just like she figured he would.
He looked at her from head to toe, and she became aware that
Jeff's had leaked while she had been walking. She didn't
know if he could see it. The vibrators happened to be behind the
desk. She did the deal as quickly as possible, leaving with what
could have been a long flashlight by its size and shape, black in
color, 12" long, a soft veiny plastic covering, and two "C" size
batteries. As he took her money, he said, "by that smell, I
wonder why you need a vibrator. I tell you what, I'll let you
have it for free if you just lift that skirt and spread your legs
a little."
He was too scuzzy. "I'll take the change." As she got back into
the pickup truck, Jeff said, "I was going to make you play with
that all the way back to my house, but I forgot soap and water to
wash it first. Instead, I want you to take off your jacket and
shoes, put your feet up on the dash, pull your skirt up so I can
see, and rub your clit all the way."
They actually enjoyed small talk all the way home, with Jeff
asking Hayley how she was managing doing the things he told her.
She was doing okay, she had said. "Tomorrow's another big day,
but don't anticipate."
As they reached his house, Hayley enjoyed what she could see of
the long driveway. They stopped at his house just long enough
to use the bathroom, and Jeff gathered two sleeping bags. They
then walked to the top of a hill behind his house. Jeff had set
up a tent, and quickly laid out the sleeping bags. It wasn't
pitch black out, so she could see that his land was private, with
no other obvious houses nearby. He helped Hayley out of her
clothes, and she, his, and they quickly got in the sleeping bags,
which he had zipped together.
They spent the next hours fucking, fondling, licking, and
kissing. Their heat soon had them out of the sleeping bags, and
then had the sleeping bags out under the stars. The most
remarkable thing Hayley could remember was that his cock never
got soft. They finally moved back into the tent, and slept until
late morning.
When Hayley woke, she found a note. "Hayley, I had to run an
errand, I'll be back shortly. Help yourself to whatever in the
kitchen. I'll be back by noon, and I want you to be sunbathing
in the nude when I return. Sunscreen is by the pool."
She quickly realized he had taken all of her clothes, so for the
first time, she had to walk outside completely naked. It was
about 1/4 mile to the house, of wide open grass. She knew I
would liked to have seen her outside in the nude like that. When
she reached the house, Hayley ate, took a shower, and then
explored the house. She found that it was a comfortably
furnished house. She didn't want to be nosy, but she wanted to
see what was around. There was only one door that was closed,
and it was locked. In the basement was a small room that
surprised Hayley. It was a photography studio, and a well
equipped one. Most of the photos on the wall were landscapes,
buildings, or pictures of Jeff's wife. Hayley opened one photo
book, and each page included a of a naked woman, each
different, and each one in some manner being fucked by Jeff.
"Well, you're not sunbathing, but at least you're naked!" Jeff
gave Hayley a hug. "Obviously, the women in the pictures know
about these, as does my wife, but their husbands don't. I enjoy
each woman, but in a sense, this is all I can keep. You probably
noticed Denise in that one. I like how her tongue hangs out
slightly. What I do is set the on auto, or otherwise
Raquel handles the camera, but the idea is to capture that most
intimate moment when the woman's facial expression is in orgasm.
I would like to have one of you also." Hayley agreed, and Jeff
said that they would do it the next day.
"As for now, out to the pool, slave! I've got to do just a
little work in my office, and then I'll join you."
Hayley went to the pool, and enjoyed swimming alone, naked, with
no fear of anyone seeing. When Jeff joined her about an hour
later, he brought along some paints and a bag. "Sit in the
chair. I've always wanted to do this to another woman." He
handed Hayley sunglasses to help with the brightness. He pulled
a razor and shaving cream out of the bag, and applied the cream
to Hayley's cunt. She had shaved on Friday morning, and just a
little growth was apparent. Still, she was a nervous wreck as he
shaved her most sensitive areas. He then dipped his hands into
the pool for some water, and washed the remaining lotion off.
The chlorine caused it to sting some. However, he quickly rubbed
her clit, and she quickly forgot the discomfort. "I've always
wanted to paint a woman other than Raquel, but it seems I'm
always rushed for the sexual part. Lie down on the towel."
He started painting. It frequently tickled, and Hayley had
troubles being still. He took some long strokes, and dabbed with
others. The worst was when he painted her crotch, still
sensitive from the shave. When Jeff was finished, she stood, and
he admired his work. As she looked down, she could see that he
had painted a one piece swimsuit on her front, in lots of colors,
similar to the women she had seen in "Sports Illustrated."
Strangely, she felt more clothed than totally naked.
"I thought about painting words on you like we saw last night,
but, since you're going to suck my cock, I thought I'd rather
look at a swimsuit. Why don't you first see if you can pull my
shorts off with just your teeth." This started well, but as
Jeff's cock grew, his shorts became tighter. She sneaked a
finger to his zipper when he wasn't looking, and managed to get
them off quickly after that. She had never a cock from
beneath, but Jeff continued to stand and directed his cock
downward to her mouth.
"No, we have plenty of time, so just lick for now, then suck
later. You can use your hands, too." Hayley had been amazed with
his cock up close, as it was about the length of her head. She
enjoyed massaging his large balls, and was amazed when he came,
feeling his cock surge and the from the head, which
landed on her face and dripped to her breasts. He whistled to
regain her attention, and wiggled his cock, which was only
slightly smaller. Obviously, he wanted her to lick it clean,
which she did, looking up to meet his eyes in submissive fashion.
He then had her wipe the from her face and massage it into
her painted with the rest. This caused the paint to
smear and wipe away in places, and with her nipples showing now,
Hayley felt naked again. Jeff had an outside shower adjacent to
the pool, and he washed the paint off of Hayley, arousing her
again, but going no further.
They returned to the kitchen for lunch, and then Hayley took a
nap, still naked as Jeff had not offered any clothes. After she
woke, it was nearing dinner, and she prepared spaghetti, still in
the buff, except for her star necklace. Afterwards, Jeff took
her down to the basement to the studio. Jeff had her sit in a
recliner that was placed near the backdrop. He instructed to her
to start playing with herself, and to tell him about her thoughts
about the night of the gang bang. As she talked, he stooped
behind her, kissing her neck and fondling her and
nipples.
He then moved around to the front and moved her hands to her
breasts, which she tweaked as Jeff began fingering her cunt. As
Jeff inserted one, then two fingers insider her, Hayley was aware
of how large his fingers were, stretching her fully. Then he
reached to her G-spot, and she came very quickly, but was still
wanting more.
At that, Jeff handed her the black vibrator she had purchased the
night before. "Here, play with this, I'll watch." Jeff watched
the vibrator go in and out of Hayley's cunt, and she was well
beyond being shy about her sex. The blackness of it was an
unexpected turn-on. After about five minutes, Hayley came again.
Before she could remove the vibrator, however, Jeff made it clear
he wanted it to stay in, and had her lie down on the floor, which
was padded. He stretched her arms out, and secured them with the
cuff links they had purchased. He then inserted the vibrator as
far as it would go, closed her legs together, and wrapped them
with a strap, so that she couldn't move them. He placed a pillow
under her head, and she was now facing a wall with a white sheet
across it, to be used as a backdrop in the studio. Moments
later, the lights were turned off, and she saw a image
appear on the white sheet. She quickly realized it was from the
night before, as Jeff fucked her behind the adult novelty
workshop. It was somewhat grainy, but she recognized herself,
observing that yes, her and nipples were visible through
the shirt, and secondly, that she did a very good job of showing
Jeff her as she had bent over. She asked Jeff if he had
taken the video, but he didn't answer. The film repeated itself.
When Jeff returned, he turned off the video, turned on all the
studio lights, and removed the handcuffs, saran wrap, and
vibrator. She still faced the rear of the studio, and Jeff
reminded her, "Remember, the deal was that you would do anything
I said for this weekend, right?" Hayley nodded. Jeff placed a large
blindfold over her face, and stood her near a support pole in the
middle of the room. He then fastened her hands behind the pole
with the handcuffs.
Hayley heard scuffling, and knew that others were in the room.
She heard Jeff say, "Gentlemen, this is our entertainment for
tonight. She has agreed to do anything I say, and tonight, I
want to share her with you. Hayley, there are six around
you, most of whom you have never met. Guys, why don't you go pet
her for a little bit?"
She felt hand's on each of her breasts, another rubbed her cunt,
another pair were on her legs, and another seemed content to
trace her lips and neck. Her pulse raced, and it was difficult
for her to remain standing, naked in front of these strangers.
She felt the cuffs being removed, and was thankful for that. She
was then lowered to the padded floor, on her knees. "Hayley, I
want you to find each of them, and feel their cocks. After you
have felt them all, you will choose who gets to fuck you first."
Hayley had been in the flow of a day just enjoying Jeff, so the
intrusion of a group scene was somewhat a shock. And even more
so since she couldn't see them. She was quite sure her was
a wet mess from the vibrator and then the fingers, and she could
feel some of her fluids trickle down her thigh. She had not
considered that others might be involved when she had agreed to
the poker game wager. Still, the prospect of repeating the
"Great Event" aroused her, and she crawled forward until she
found the first of them.
Rising on her knees, she felt the man's cock. Feeling a man's
cock without seeing it was different, and she quickly realized
how different they were. The lengths were different, although
none were short. Some had large balls, some small. Some were
harder, others softer. And some were definitely thicker than the
others. She decided on the longest, although it was also among
the thinnest. It was very smooth, and almost hairless. "This
one," she said.
The gently lowered her to the floor, and he began playing
with her breasts. He didn't play for long, however, before he
lifted her legs and plunged within her. She didn't particularly
care for the attention to her breasts, wanting to be fucked.
"That's it, stick it in me. It's so long. I want to feel you
cum inside me."
She heard Jeff's voice getting nearer. "Maybe this is something
you should see, Hayley." He removed her blindfold and replaced
it with the mask with eye cutouts he had purchased the night before.
It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust, as the lights were
bright. It took a few more moments before she realized the was
wearing a full head mask or hood. He seemed different somehow,
until she looked down his body and to his cock, which was pumping
harder into her. He was young, muscular, and the cock, like the
man, was black.
She hadn't thought much of what it would be like to fuck a black
man, but the black vibrator had earlier struck her by it's
darkness against her skin. Now, she saw a long chocolate brown
cock slip in and out between her legs. The seemed about
naturally hairless, and the absence of hair on his cock turned
her on for some reason. The passion within her was rising as he
finally pulled his cock out of her, lifted it slightly, stroked
it, and shot across her stomach and breasts, up to her neck.
The kissed her lips, and said, "I'm looking forward to seeing
you suck a black cock." And so was she. As he stepped away, she
saw the others gathered around her. She wanted a cock quickly,
pointed to the nearest her, and said "you!"
The quickly entered her, this time from the rear as she was
bent over on her knees. His long strokes made her swing
more than usual, and she was aware of their mass as her nipples
would scrape the floor as they swung. Her was very
sensitive, and the pounding of the man's balls on her sent
jolts within her.
The masks they were wearing were maddening, as she didn't know
who they were. She assumed they were the same that had
fucked her the other time, but clearly, the was new.
She didn't care, as each replaced the other fucking her pussy.
After each had fucked her, she was certain that none of them were
Steven, although she thought one was Denise's husband Mike. She
saw Jeff grab her ankles and lift her into the air, with her head
and neck on the floor. She knew that her was wide open,
being seen by people she didn't know. The were gathered
around her, stroking themselves. Jeff managed to hold both of
her feet with one hand and arm, and with the other he inserted a
finger into her cunt. She soon felt leak from her and
dribble down her abdomen. She realized the were about to
cum, and she heard Jeff say, "Okay, guys, aim for her mouth.
Hayley, open wide and lick what you can." Her vantage was quite
different as she saw each man's either jump in the air or
stream downward from their cocks to her face. She opened her
mouth, but most of the missed badly. The black man, however,
straddled her face at the last minute, placing his cock against
her face and against her lips. Just as he removed his cock from
her mouth, he let go one large glob of which landed on her
lips. "Lick it up, baby, lick up a black man's cum." As she
started to do this, she noticed that Jeff had lowered her legs
and that for the first time, he was fucking her with hiss massive
cock. Her was sore, but he still stretched and filled her
better than any of the other men.
Jeff continued slowly within her. 'Hayley, pinch and pull your
nipples for me.' She did this, and one of the mentioned he
was amazed that she was still going. Jeff felt much better
inside her than the rough screwing she had received, and it
wasn't long before she felt him within her. She was very
tired, and she thought everyone else was too.
Jeff said, "Guys, I think that's about it for tonight. But,
before you go, I want you each to leave a present for her
husband." He handed out a set of colored magic markers. "I want
each of you to write what you thought of her on her body, in any
place you wish except her neck or face."
The first wrote in curved lettering above and below her let
nipple, "Great Showgirl." Another drew a vertical arrow from her
belly button to her shaved cunt, then wrote "This says 'fuck
me,' and I did!"
The spread her legs and wrote next to a cunt. "A black
man fucked here." Other comments were similar, written on her
butt (a phone number, with "Call me"), her other ("my
landed here"), and her left calf ("enjoyed the rest, but nice
legs!"). Hayley, of course, didn't miss that Jeff had carried
this idea over from what they had seen the night before. She
also realized the markers were permanent and would take a while
to wash off.
After the left, Jeff helped wipe the dried from Hayley's
body. He reached down and picked up the handcuffs. He then
removed her mask and replaced it with the blindfold. He led her
out of the studio and then into another room, she thought which
had been locked earlier in the day. Jeff led her to a chair,
which he had her sit in. He removed her blindfold, and she saw
me, seated on a swivel chair, and Denise standing beside me.
I started the explanation. "Hi there! That was quite a show.
After that little trick you pulled on me at Denise's house, I
thought maybe I should turn the tables. Jeff, what's our total?"
Jeff went to a computer (she realized it was his home office),
hit a few keys, and said, "Just over fifty thousand!" Hayley
looked confused.
Steven said, "That's dollars, Honey. Since you showed our
of me licking my cum, I thought it would be good to videotape you
eating cum, without you knowing it. My thought was to share it
with Mike and Denise as a surprise sometime. Jeff suggested we
broadcast it over the internet, so others could see you do it,
which suited me. That's why you and the others wore masks. One
thing led to another, and Jeff decided to advertise the
broadcast, set up an internet site, and advertise on a few adult
sites. So, while you've been screwing around, Denise and I have
controlled the digital cameras Jeff installed in the studio.
Your mask pretty well covered your face, but Denise and I both
recognized you. Hopefully, none of your friends tuned in.
Meanwhile, we get half the money after expenses, which should be
about $20,000."
"Jeff had scanned in a few of those Polaroid's I took of you
years ago. He blotted out your face, and used the pictures in
the ads. So there's no telling how many people have seen your
body. All of them advertised a gang bang of this unknowing
housewife, apparently a good lure. The web site had over 200,000
hits in just this week. Denise and I updated the web site today
with pictures from the we took last night behind the sex
shop and later as Jeff painted you by the pool. Remember Alex?
He used to be a professional card dealer. You were set up."
Hayley's face was red, from embarrassment, not anger. "Jeff is
the one who suggested the poker game to Denise. She and Mike
didn't know it was a set-up until last night."
Jeff added, "We decided not to sell your performance, but there's
no telling how many people saved the data stream. You'll be an
internet star for quite a while, likely."
Denise picked up her jacket, preparing to leave. "We decided
it's only fair to let you stay with Jeff all of tomorrow, with no
plots involved. Mike has already left for home, and I'm going to
spend the night with Steven. It was a great show, Hayley. We'll
see you later."
After we (Denise and I) left, Jeff typed up the footage on
the computer. Hayley saw that it was low resolution. The
cameras didn't have remote controls on them, so only the view
changed. Jeff copied the files over to a Zip Disk for Hayley to
keep. Then he came over, with her body still bound and kissed
her. He eventually let her go, and they "made out" quite a while
before going to sleep. Hayley didn't tell me what her Sunday was
like, and I didn't ask. She did say that she thought Jeff was a
great photographer. The only other clue I had was that she was
slightly sunburned on her breasts. That meant she couldn't wear
a bra for a few days, so that was fine with me. She had also
decided that we could afford to take the two week vacation to the
Caribbean with Jeff and Raquel, and she hoped to invite Mike and
Denise. It sounded like she and Denise would be making plans,
again.
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