BEST LAID WIVES – Chapter 3As I lay on the floor, slowly wakening to the late summer breeze flowing through the open window, my eyes became mesmerized by the leaves on the cottonwood tree fluttering against the clear blue sky. What had I become by letting myself get wrapped up in such depravity? What made me accept my wife’s behavior in the first place, and what led me even try to live a life where I was just along for the ride? The answer was really quite simple, and I remember what a wise man once told me, “Always remember, a stiff cock has no conscience!” It was painfully obvious that I wrongfully went along with a scheme to drag me into a life of sexual perversion because of my own desire for physical pleasure. While it was true that my wife exposed me to her secret lifestyle by letting me walk in on her when she was being screwed by my best friend, it was also true that the mere sight turned me on, not to mention that his wife was pressing her bare body against mine from behind, and reaching around to make sure I was enjoying the scene. For some inexplicable reason, in a split second I decided that I could either stop all this before it started and never be entertained by that experience again in my life, or I could see just how far this would go, and how much I could control the situation. What I didn’t realize at the time was that Jessica had no intention of letting me “control” anything, and this was just her way of introducing me to her new way of life. It was under that false pretext that I allowed myself to be suckered into living out every man’s fantasy, especially after sixteen years of marriage, and try out this perverted death wish to the extent that I got off on the experience. Jessica played into my hands like putty, only it was she that was making putty out of me, and it was definitely she who was in control of our new life. By the time I realized that I should exercise some restraint, it was too late, and I was just as involved, guilty, and part of this whole mess as anybody. I had no room for complaint, and I was always one step behind my wife and her sister in this spiral of debauchery. Just when I tried to pull back the reigns on the swinging, I found out about her addiction to black sexing. When I tried to understand and handle that, I was shown her video with the horses. Now the world was spinning with play slavery, dogs, and having fun making porn material. Could I ever escape? Could I slow it down? What was it that I thought I could do, and how to do it? Or was it that deep down I was still curious about the adventure……~~I was fading in and out of sleep when my eyes opened next to the sight of two breasts dangling above my face. “Hi, Honey. How’re you feeling?” asked Jessica as her blond head smiled down into mine.”sleepy,” I whispered, “sleepy, and exhausted from tension. I really didn’t expect to see what I did. It seems that this whole experience has been in a dream world, and I’m going to wake up soon.””Of course your going to wake up, but it’s not a dream world. Well, I guess I really can’t say that either. This really is kind of a dream for Jodi and me, living out the fantasy and all. I hope you’re feeling okay. You were the last person I expected to have here while we were doing one of our fantasy weekends.””C’mon,” I asked, “what do you really mean ‘one’ of your weekends? You don’t do this every weekend do you?””Every weekend? Well, no….during our periods Jodi and I are pretty much inactive, but otherwise….” Her voice trailed off to a world where she must have been either remembering or fantasizing about other adventures of which I knew nothing. I could tell that this might very well just be the tip of the iceberg if I had the guts to ask, so I let the inquiry drop until I could sort it out later in my own mind.”So, what’s in store for you girls next?” I asked, changing the subject. She sat up cross-legged on the floor next to me. I wondered to myself as I glanced at her bald pussy, “doesn’t that thing ever dry up?” Her slit was glistening with moisture as she rolled her eyes as if wondering what Jerry had in store for them. “Actually, we don’t know. Jerry alluded to some sort of party or something for some special guests. We both told him that was fine as long as he got us fucked, and he said that it was guaranteed. In fact, he said he had some surprise for us later. Don’t you love surprises?””Oh yeah, as long as they don’t involve anything that can hurt you,” was my concerned response.”There again, love, hurt is relative. If you mean a little game playing, well, that can be naughty and nice. If you mean really getting permanently damaged, that I’ll have to agree with you on that one. Just to put your mind at ease, and I know you’re probably worrying about disease and AIDS and all that stuff, well, Jodi met this guy at the gym who is a lab technician for the blood bank, and he’s worked for years on taking and screening samples for all sorts of communicable diseases. The best part about it, of course, is that he’s a pretty good looking black man, and Jodi let him take some personal samples of his own.””And I suppose you too.””Alright, me too. He does have a helluva dick….and that’s what keeps him on OUR staff, so to speak. We have a great arrangement that couldn’t be better if we tried. He screens everyone in the club for a nominal fee, paid for out of club funds, and he gets all the white pussy he wants in return. You can imagine that he’s been a pretty steady fuck for Jodi and I, but like I said, he really does have a great cock.”I retorted, “Tell me Jess, just what makes a cock great in your opinion anyway?””Oh, lot’s of things…size for one thing. A long cock is great because it can slide through my cervix into my uterus. Then, when it squirts, I can feel all that gushy white sperm filling me up and covering my little eggs. The thickness can be important, the way it spreads my lips and makes me feel particularly stuffed. The size of the head can either be trouble or fun. A big knob feels really good inside my pussy when it bumps against my cervix, but it can be hell up my ass. And you know how much I like a good anal reaming. A good set of balls is best, fun to suck on, and fun to feel slapping against me while a guy has his cock buried inside. Now, if you combine all those features with some horsepower in the prostrate department, then there is where you’ll find a solid squirter. There’s nothing like a good hard pulsating stream of semen flowing from a man’s prick into my cunt and up against my uterus. Nothing like the feeling. I guess that’s why I particularly get off on the horses with their hard jets of cum and volume. Oh, yes, did I mention volume? Let’s face it, every man dumps a good load on the first try, but after that, the amount of cum diminishes, so I guess that’s part of the reason we like multiple partners. You know, give the guys time to recoup, and give some fresh stud a chance to empty his balls inside us with a full load. Finally, if you take all those features and stick them on the front of a good looking, very black man, well, now that’s what makes a great cock in my opinion. Any questions?””No, no. Thanks for the lecture. I guess I asked for that.””Please don’t get me wrong. Your cock is nice too…especially up my ass. But, let’s face it, it’s not monstrous, and it’s especially not black, and that’s the taboo that’s winding these sisters’ clock lately,” she answered, trying to assure me that I was still very much okay and fun for any woman. I think that I let my feelings show a little too much, and she became a bit frustrated, but to my advantage. “Okay, okay, I can see a bit of jealousy behind that attitude, but that’s okay too. I like a bit of jealousy, so I’m going to see if I can do you a favor. After all, you’ve been quite a sport so far, and we don’t want you to cave in if something wild should happen, so let me see what I can arrange.””What do you mean…arrange?” I inquired.”Oh, let’s just say that it’ll be my surprise gift to you.” And with that, she broke off the conversation and strutted her naked self off to another part of the floor. Some minutes later I could see her on the phone, glancing back in my direction and smiling a devilish grin.Meanwhile back in the main stage area, bodies were beginning to rustle and awaken from the tangle of black and white sleep. Jodi was up and stretching, poking at the men to roust them from their sleep. Jessica saw Jodi standing, and motioned from the glass windowed office to join her for a moment. The two girls conversed, both shaking their head, then seemingly satisfied with their decision, emerged to join us men. The white skinned nymphs mingled among their black skinned play masters, and went around tickling their balls to get them back in the right mood.”Oh, shit!” said Jerry looking at the clock. “I didn’t realize it was that late. Well, anyway, I wanted to get one more series of shots with Nubi. That was great what you did earlier, now I want you two to give him a doggy blow job.””No problem, boss,” was the girl’s answer as Jodi retrieved her dog and settled him in the middle of the photo screen material. Jerry powered up the old camera, and in no time was taking his first new sequence of shots. The two blondes knelt on either side of the black dog, and began fondling his prick, and offered him a whiff of their cunt. In no time the b**st was becoming unsheathed, and his huge red boner was dr****g precariously from his back end. They then took turns sticking their heads underneath his belly to suck his dog cock. One by one they pulled the red monster into their mouths as the other watched and rubbed Nubi’s back. The girls next got Nubi to lie down on his side to where they could both work on his cock, and with heads side by side, they took turns again sucking on the massive dog penis. Their hands looked dainty against his bulging knot, and they were careful not to rub his balls at this time. Since this wasn’t a video, they took the time to explain that a dog got particularly sensitive about his balls, and just might nip some one who got the bright idea to play with them. Not exactly like a man. The sisters kept up their sucking, trading mouths on the giant cock, with each time one of them feeding the prick to her sibling. The picture of the sisters was so strange, and yet so beautiful. One had light powder blue eye shadow, and the other had more purple tones. Just a touch of color in their cheeks, and soft creamy pastel shades of lipstick accented their fawn like appearance as their small mouths stretched those colored lips over a thick, heavily veined dog penis that was reddish purple and looked like it had just been skinned. Their blond locks bobbed up and down until Jodi announced that Nubi was about to come, and fed the dog’s boner to my wife. Jessica sucked and the dog shook, forcing streams of dog semen into her mouth and down her throat. She backed off just enough to let the camera catch the jets of spunk string across her face and onto her tongue for effect. Jodi was right there holding her face nearby so the camera could capture the image of the two blondes being face fucked by their dog. The camera panned back and got a good group shot of the threesome, two naked girls, covered in dog sperm, and holding the immense rigid red tool on display above the b**st. I couldn’t quite believe it when Jessica savored the taste of the dog cum, then swallowed the white goo, and continued lapping up the spilled portions. Now, this was a side of my wife that I didn’t quite expect, but, knowing Jodi, how could I have missed the connection. Of course she would introduce her own sister into canine sex. I finally admitted to myself that this was why Jessica had been pressing me to get a dog, a rather large male dog. The men sitting around watching were all jacking off like crazy, and were about to pop their corks when Jess remembered, “No, wait! All of you guys come in the glass.” And she motioned to where I was sitting and the glass that contained two of my loads, and one from one of the guys. The three men emptied their balls into the glass, making a total of five loads of semen. Jessica smacked her lips, promising to make it a good show when the time came. Jessica and Jodi got up and, noticing that they were covered in a mixture of dog cum and sweat, hastened to clean up before the party. Jodi put the leash on Nubi, gave him to me to return home, and gave me one more instruction. “After you get Nubi settled, we want you to swing by this house and pick up some one that will be waiting. Her name is Mia,” Jodi instructed. Then Jess approached and tossed a garment at me saying, “Here, tell her she’s to wear this.””What’s the story?” I asked.Jess answered, “Mia is a relatively new member of the club, and it’s time for her to get a little more involved. She wants to see some more of the unusual side of swinging, and she may even be “inner circle” material, but first she has to prove herself like we all did. Jodi and I thought this would be a good starting point, and, I think you’ll like her. You pulled a surprise on me, but the surprise really turned out to be on you, and you’ve been a pretty good sport. Actually, I didn’t expect you to be ready for something like this, so I’ve just been keeping it to myself while you were away, telling you only bits and pieces. At any rate, you shouldn’t be alone, and that’s why we figured this would be good for both Mia and you at the same time. How about it? She will be my…uh, our gift to you.””Okay. Whatever.” I said.”And remember, she is to wear this and heels only. Nothing else. Absolutely nothing else. Do you understand?”I nodded my affirmation and started on my way. I had a suspicion that I was about to be the escort of a new member’s requisite nude stroll down a public street. Well, at least semi-nude. I remembered that one thing each inner circle member of the club must do is to walk completely naked in public at least once a year, and record the occasion for the club library. That way the membership could tell if someone was getting burned out, and it helped to verify current limits. Each new member was required to walk semi-naked at first to get the body rush and confidence that she can do it, but thereafter, all nude walks are completely nude. I wondered what Mia looked like as I left my wife and her sister behind. They were gathered around Jerry on the light table, pouring over the shots of their sexual encounters that he just developed. Picking out the best shots was fun for the sisters, and I could hear them very seriously tuzla ukraynalı escort discussing such things as which way the cum was dripping, expressions on their faces as they were being fucked, ass shots, contrast, gang bangs, and plans for the future.~~After dropping off Nubi, I headed straight home to shower and change. I figured that something casual, but respectable and easily removable would be right for a party if it was to be anything like the swing parties I had attended with my wife in the past. When I was finished, I headed right over to Mia’s house and was taken aback when I found it located in a rather upscale neighborhood. My second shock came when she answered the door, and I found myself staring at one of the most beautiful petite women I have ever seen. Standing about 5′ 2″ and weighing a generous 105 lbs. soaking wet, her jet black hair framed a cream skinned complexion that housed two absolutely piercing green eyes. Mia was cute by any standards, wearing her hair in bangs and straight half way down her back. Her figure was slim, with breasts that were so perfect that I was torn between thinking they were artificial and fantasizing that they were real. She invited me into the living room where another surprise awaited. Her husband, Roger, was sitting with their two c***dren watching TV, and jumped up to be introduced. He wasn’t a very big man, less than my size, and was excitedly curious about Mia’s new adventure and their next step in club ranking. Knowing quite well what was expected of them as members, they just didn’t expect a surprise call to duty for Mia so soon, so Roger explained to me that he was to baby-sit the k**s while his wife was away. One side of me wanted to scream at him, telling them to stop now while they could still get out, but another side of me told me to shut up, the side that said I wanted to fuck this man’s wife, and that I would definitely get my chance. The k**s weren’t too young to know what we were discussing, so I took some depraved pleasure in giving Mia instructions in front of her husband. I gave her the garment that Jessica had made, repeating the instructions for her to wear only heels with the outfit and nothing more. She disappeared into the master bedroom to change while Roger and I talked a little more about the club and the activities they could look forward to enjoying. He said that he felt extremely fortunate to have a girl who would go along with a few of his fantasies, and related that he was looking forward to another party like the one that they had with Jodi and her husband. I filed that comment away in the back of my mind, since I knew that Jodi’s husband never participated in her activities, and, in fact, led a very separate life. This would have to be clarified with Mia later.I could see that the more graphic I was in describing the various situations and games to be played, the more heated he became. His breathing was becoming noticeably labored when I devilishly painted a detailed picture of how he would be seeing, even helping, his wife get fucked repeatedly by throngs of other men. About the time I thought that he was about to pull his dong out right in front of the k**s and start jerking off, Mia reentered the room. Words can not describe the picture of pure sex this lady exuded as she stood before us visibly excited about her pending exposure. Starting at her white three and a half inch heels, her shapely legs were fully exposed up to just short of her crotch. The dress she was given to wear was made of pink Lycra polyester material that was semi transparent. A mock turtleneck held the top in place, as the dress was completely backless, plunging low enough to expose the crack of her ass. The front molded around every curve of her breasts and muscular tummy, while the sides were held together only with a loose open string arrangement that left a two inch wide gap, giving complete visibility to the fact that she was….wearing panties? “Wait! Hold it right there. What did I tell you?” I asked.”To wear this dress,” she pouted, worried by my reaction to what she thought was an incredibly sexy appearance.”No, I told you to wear that and nothing else. Isn’t that right?” My voice was raising in command of the charged up girl.”Well, yes, but surely you don’t expect…””Expect what?” I interrupted. “Expect you to comply? Of course I did. Now, strip those panties right here, right now!” Her family had stopped watching the TV because of my loud tone, and she proceeded to reach into the panty straps, pull them down, and let them fall to the floor. Now, standing naked from the waist down in front of the k**s, one other thing was obvious, and this time it was I who was shocked. It’s a common practice for the women in the club to shave their pussies, and Mia had complied nicely by having a smooth bald snatch. Her pussy lips were the puffy variety, but was most impressive was the size of her clit, which was the size of my little finger. I had always read about women like this, and had always wanted to meet one. Wow! This was incredible! It actually looked like a small penis dangling in the open, and when I touched it, it sprang to life along with a copious amount of pussy juice. This girl was obviously hot to trot, and I knew that I was going to be the jockey. I couldn’t believe my good luck, and in one heartbeat forgave everything I had thought about my wife’s black sexing. I actually started to feel loved by Jessica in my own selfish way, since Jess had thought of me and my physical needs, and fantasized that I would actually enjoy the rest of the weekend fucking this nymph while watching my wife and her sister get stuffed with all the black cock and cum they could handle.I stood back to look once again at the creature that would submit to having every imaginable form of intercourse with me, not to mention blowjobs. The semi-sheer material bulged like a second skin around her perfect breasts, conforming nicely to her erect nipples, and clung to the curves in her belly and hips. What I especially liked was the fact that this girl’s vaginal area was so well outlined that her pouty lips and stiff clit were clearly visible to the anyone close, but the dress suggested cover from a distance. Her black hair hung straight down her exposed back, and she was virtually nude when observed from close up. I took her hand, and, as I led her to the front door, she turned to her husband and k**s telling them that she would return sometime the next day, as far she knew. “Wait!” her husband said, as we were about to leave. “What’s going to hap…I mean, will she be…””Oh she’ll be ok,” I offered as I realized his meek position in this relationship. “In fact, she’ll be very ok.” My brazenness arose to a level that even excited me, as I realized that this was my chance to throw a little shock factor into the situation. I looked him straight in the eye and said, “Mia here will be fucked well. I’ll see to that, since I’m her escort for the weekend. She’ll come back with her pussy full of sperm, my sperm, and maybe some others’. I haven’t decided yet, but I assure you, your wife will be well fucked, her pussy, her ass, her mouth. Ok Rog?””Ok…” came the soft reply.I turned to watch Mia’s reaction and noticed her wide eyes, labored breathing and wet inner thighs. I was in love, but at the moment I was more in lust than anything else, and turned her out the door to her awaiting exposure. The car was deliberately parked on the next block, and the early evening light this summer day lit our way along the neighborhood that was alive with k**s playing and the occasional man, woman or couple working in the yard before supper. To raise the level a little, I took Mia’s hand in mine, knowing that some of the people would recognize her and wonder who she was with. The fact that she was walking virtually naked with a man other than her husband would almost destroy any reputation she enjoyed as a good mother of two, but more important, it would cross a bridge that signaled that there would be no going back. There was no doubt as to the affect that this stroll had on the neighbors, and Mia did herself proud by strutting her stuff in front of them all. One man who was mowing his lawn stopped to acknowledge her by saying hello, but it was amusingly obvious that his eyes were glued to her body. Mia’s nipples stiffened at the attention, and she stood straight up as she walked by, causing her breasts to press against the thin material even more. Her tits jiggled and bounced as freely as if she wore nothing at all, and the giving material left absolutely nothing to the imagination. As we finally reached my car, I took advantage of the couple that stood watching the procession, and, before opening the passenger side door, I took her in my arms, raised her lips to mine and kissed her in full view of the stunned neighbors. Stunned, indeed, because my hand slipped to the crack of her ass, and her dress rode up her hips to fully expose her butt. We both were locked in a passionate kiss that I was soaking in and she was pouring forth. The shivers in her body told me that she climaxed from feeling my body pressed against hers, and from the excitement of being the slut she always dreamt of being. Juice was streaming down her legs as I opened the car door, and watched the short dress that couldn’t possibly cover her snatch when she seated herself. I smirked proudly as I walked around the car, entered, and drove slowly away with my personal housewife whore.”Not bad for the first time,” I offered as we drove slowly down the block. I noticed her green eyes were half closed and crazed from the excitement. She looked over with a new inquisitive look that told me she didn’t expect the feeling to be so intense, that she was losing self control, and that she definitely liked what was happening to her.It is a concept that escapes most people as they ponder just why the magic or excitement goes out of any relationship. I know, it took me long enough to realize the true meaning of newness. People become complacent in their dealings with others, whether it’s because they lose interest, or they care too much. Yes, I learned that caring too much for a person’s feelings made me try to outguess their reactions, constantly trying to please them, and often times failing. Knowing someone too well can actually cause a person to become bored with knowing how their partner will react, and it’s for that reason that they fail to be spontaneous and creative in love making. Dealing with a loss of interest is one thing, but dealing with over caring can be just as dangerous.So it was that I came to know the secret of what drives most people to try swinging in the first place. The secret is the unknown. Looking at some one, not knowing if they have the same wicked feelings as you, then bursting forth without control into wild sexual frenzy with a stranger. This was the feeling that was boiling up inside Mia at this very moment. Her blatant nastiness, her wickedness, her slutty behavior in front of a total stranger who vowed in front of her family to fuck her. At that moment I knew that Mia wanted me to dominate her, tell her what to do, how to act. She wanted me to debase her, defile her, and to force into acts that she never dreamed of doing. She wanted this because I had no history with her, or her with me, and she could play the part of any person in her wildest fantasies for me. Now was her chance to lose all control for once and she only wanted the excuse to comply. She didn’t want the opportunity to slip through her fingers. If she liked what she felt because of it, she could do it again and again as a new person with a new reputation. If she rejected ever doing this in the first place, she would never know anything about these things, and she could only guess as to what it would be like. She could never go back once she rejected the chance. Her fire would forever die, and adventure would no longer exist. She awaited her guide to take her on that adventure, into new lands of fulfillment and opportunity for passion. One lifetime, one chance, that was her choice. She had gone this far and her body spoke to her of promised flames, explosions that she only tasted and fantasized about. She was definitely ready, and I had the fortune to both understand where she was on her journey, and to also be her guide, her mentor, her master.I didn’t know this girl from any other. I had no vested interest in her well being, and therefore I could consider her a mere fuck toy. That was the beauty of the strangeness. I didn’t know her limits, but, then again, what did it matter? I wasn’t supposed to care. She didn’t expect it of me, and I wasn’t going to spoil the chance to take her and treat her like the slut she wanted to be. I didn’t have to worry about pinching her nipples when I wanted. I didn’t have to be concerned if my cock or any other guy’s cock hit the back of her pussy. It wasn’t important if it hurt if I was so lucky that she had a short cunt and my cock penetrated her cervix. I was going to fuck this girl, and she was going to like it. No, wait, it didn’t matter if she liked it or not. It was for my pleasure, not hers. She was my gift, my fuck toy. At least that’s what I kept telling myself. It was funny, but I had to loosen up as much as she did if this was going to work. So, I took a deep breadth and put up the image of the all-knowing, experienced swinger that I was ironically forced to be.”He doesn’t know, does he?” I asked in a cool manner.”Who? What?””Roger. He doesn’t know how involved you are, does he?”Mia looked at me with surprise, and sheepishly answered, “How do you know?””Call it a hunch. And the fact that he mentioned the party you two attended. First of all, Jodi doesn’t swing with her husband, so whoever fucked you was just one of the club members. Second, Jodi & Jessica don’t start the inner circle process with any member unless that person is pretty well into the scene, and is quite active in their afternoon sessions. Don’t tell me. I’d say you’re a regular at most of the girl’s parties, and have expressed an interest in some of the kinkier stuff the sisters have teased you with. Am I right?””Yeah, I guess so.””You guess so?””Ok, ok. You’re right. Roger thinks this is all brand knew, and it’s part of some sort of swingers tradition or something. You’re wife and her sister have actually gotten me pretty involved, and I guess you might say I’ve already screwed my share of men behind Rog’s back. But I did involve him in the one party. I figured if I fed him just tuzla rus escort enough bait, he would go along with the idea, and I could do about anything I wanted, as long as he got to attend a party every now and then. It’s not that I don’t want him involved. In fact, I love to have him around while I’m being screwed, mostly for the thrill of seeing his reaction to me being so nasty. It’s just that I don’t want him to know everything. That way there’s a sense of control.”I laughed and muttered, “Typical! So, tell me, how much do the girls have you doing? Details, now! Be explicit.”Mia started getting excited again, and subconsciously started fingering her exposed clitoris as she spoke, “Well, let’s see. The usual afternoon parties. We occasionally go out teasing in some pretty sexy clothes. I….I’ve had my first gang bang, I guess you could call it. Oh, it was just three guys, but it was terrific. They got me going so much, I kept screaming for more until they just wore out. I guess that’s when Jodi decided I might be acceptable to her inner circle.””White, black or mixed?” I asked, knowing what this weekend held in store.”What?””Were you banged by white guys, or did you go all the way to black?””Oh. They were white. Black’s one thing I haven’t tried. Although, Jessica, I’m sorry, your wife has shown me some videos of her and her sister doing some black men, and wow, did I ever get turned on. Maybe I’ll get up the guts to try it sometime. What do you think of them fucking black guys like they do? Do you think I should try it?””Let’s just say that I could learn to like it given the right circumstances.” I laughed to myself, again thinking of where I was taking Mia, and that she was the sole reason that I was going to enjoy it. I imagined myself on top of Mia, face to face, with my dick buried in her obviously tight little cunt, and looking up to watch my wife and her sister humping a thick black cock. My prick was pressing hard against my jeans as I continued, “So give me some details about you and the club. How did you get involved, and what do you know about the inner circle?”Mia went on, “Well, I first met Jodi at the gym. After having a couple of k**s, I felt like I was getting out of shape, and decided to do something about it. At the beginning it was the usual treadmill workout, then the occasional swim. That’s when I met Jodi. I saw her talking to a few of the guys as she was life guarding, but what caught my eye was the fact that her wet swimsuit was clinging to her body and the white material was clearly showing her nipples. Naturally, I looked at the guys’ crotches, and noticed some incredible hardons as they were staring her down. As I casually swam by, I got a closer look at Jodi’s suit, and saw that the wet material not only clung to her tits, but the folds of her pussy lips and clit were clearly visible as well. She just stood their about three feet from these guys’ faces, casually carrying on a teasing conversation, full knowing that she was displaying her body. As I swam by, both the guys and she turned to watch me doing the back stroke and I noticed her wink at me and nod an approving look. Actually, their staring made me horny as hell, and later in the locker room, Jodi introduced herself commenting on my good shape and the way the men looked at me. She was really quite forward and blatant with her descriptions right off the bat, but it attracted me. Well, right then and there we struck up a friendship based on the common interest of our effect on the guys. I guess that I kind of got a body rush listening to Jodi’s description of cocks hardening because of the way I looked, but what told me there was something more to this was when I watched Jodi strip in front of me. As she peeled off her suit, I noticed that she had removed all the lining material in the bra and crotch area. She purposely made it so her nipples would show and her cunt lips would fold around the Lycra, outlining the details of her pussy. And what a pussy! Bald and smooth as a baby girl’s, and pouty just like mine. Jeez! That was a turn on, and I was curious as hell. So, when she invited me to her house for a drink, I was drawn like a moth to the proverbial flame.””Well, I have to admit. You definitely are no slouch when it comes to the body department.”Mia actually blushed and went on, “Maybe not, but, all housewives begin to worry, and I was no exception. I guess that the fact that I was married young and had little experience with other men got me wondering about where my life was going. Besides, still being relatively young, my libido is really pretty strong, and tending k**s all day just doesn’t cut it, if you know what I mean. I had to admit, I was curious about those cocks. I wanted to see more of them, and, in a way that warmed my skin, I wanted them to see more of me.””Trust me, I know.” My voice must have trailed off, me thinking of my own situation with Jessica, and knowing that it must have been the same for her. “But, keep going, then what?””Well, at Jodi’s place, she offered me a glass of wine, and we sat and talked. She was really quite open, and I really liked having a friend near my own age that I could open up to. One of the first things she did when she got home was change into a chemise, saying that she really couldn’t stand wearing clothes around the house. She made me feel so comfortable and relaxed. We talked about my feelings and shared secrets. She even told me that she had an open marriage and she was free to experiment. When I probed about what she meant, she described the little things like dressing to tease in the gym and at the malls. Instead of being shocked, I got more interested, and started talking about my feelings. About how horny I was feeling, and about how much I had been fantasizing in my own mind about things like other men. Then, she really surprised me.””Don’t tell me…..the album, right?””How’d you guess?””Call it another hunch,” I mused.”Anyway, I guess she felt like she could trust me, and asked just how uninhibited I thought I would like to be if I really had the chance. I answered that sometime I felt that I could or would try just about anything once, to which she responded by pouring another glass of wine, sitting next to me on the sofa, and asking if I would like to see some pictures of her boyfriends. Of course, I was curious, and the wine was getting to me, and she felt so close and warm sitting next to me that I said yes. She pulled the album from the coffee table in front of us, gave it to me, and leaned back with her glass of wine while I opened the cover. At first the pictures were of some really nice looking guys, the kind that would turn my head. As I flipped the pages, their clothes started coming off until they were stark naked with good shots of some major schlongs. The next pages were of Jodi in a similar sequence of shots, ending with her as naked as the men were. What I didn’t expect were the pictures that followed. Jodi and her male friends together in various poses, naked, kissing, hugging and groping at each other. I was both shocked and incredibly turned on by the photos, and couldn’t help myself from asking where she came up with these men, where she found someone to pose with her like that.””And that’s when she invited you to come along and find out. Right?””Right. Hey, if you already know this story, why are you asking?” she asked.”Your hand.””My hand?” she jerked her fingers away from her pussy.”Oh, don’t stop. In fact, the other half of the reason is your other hand,” and I took her left hand and pressed it to my jeans, showing her the effect her story was having on me as well. She immediately grinned, went back to fingering herself, and continued her story with the revelation that this was just part of the process of getting in the mood, and teasing her creative juices. Mia relaxed, smiled, and unzipped my pants to extract my cock before continuing her story. As my now raging boner sprang from my loose pants, her small hand enveloped the shaft and she began slowly stroking as she spoke. Knowing that I probably couldn’t contain myself while driving, and being fairly close to our destination, I decided to pull into one of the city’s major parks. We continued our conversation in the car with me fingering Mia’s clit, her stroking my cock, and the occasional weekend athlete jogging by in full view of our ministrations. I really didn’t care if anyone saw us, and actually looked forward to someone’s reaction when they noticed. Was I becoming an exhibitionist like these women? The thought intrigued me.”Well, anyway, like I was saying, Jodi invited me over for an adventure the next day. I was so excited at her instructions to go home, shave my pussy completely smooth, and abstain from any sex that evening that I just about died. When I showed up the next day, you’d think that I had just consumed three double shot espressos from the way I was wired. I guess I played right into Jodi’s hands, as she greeted me at the door in an outfit that I thought was barely legal. She told me that we were going out for the day, and the idea was to be as daring as possible. She said that it was a game, and that I would be surprised how far women could go in public before someone got put off. Jodi gave me an outfit to wear that was identical to hers, except for color. Her powder blue and my white togs consisted of a jogging bra sans padding or liner, and a pair of Lycra knit exercise shorts, again without liners. The top conformed to our breasts so well, that every curve of our tits were plain as day, and our nipples were clearly detailed, especially as stiff as they were. The shorts were like a second skin, running up the crack of our ass, and the seamless front looked like it was sprayed onto our pussy lips. My clitoris was like it was sculpted in porcelain, with each curve surrounded in minute detail under the thin material. You can see that as big as it is, I felt like I was sporting a miniature hard on. Our ass cheeks showed no trace of panties, and jiggled along with my free swaying tits as I walked. Bobby sox and jogging shoes, along with a thin sweater d****d over the shoulder and loosely tied in front topped off the athletic image.””Jodi deemed my hair to be just right, long and straight down my back, but she fixed hers in a pony tail that pointed high from nearly the top of her head. I couldn’t believe that she wanted me to go out in this outfit that is until Jessica showed up. That’s when I first met your wife, and realized that this was for real. Jess was dressed in her own concoction of athletic shirt that had a bottom hem hanging just below her breast line, and a tennis skirt obviously meant to be worn with frilly panties for those times that the wind blew, or when an athletic move made the material ride up. However, Jessica was not wearing panties, and the skirt was short enough to show some cheek. The bottom of her tits peeked from beneath her thin top that also showed her nipples. Of course, she wore the same shoes as we did, but her hair was in her classic bob style. A fishnet open front sweater left nothing to the imagination. So it was that we three vixens sallied forth into the world, seeking attention. My shorts were already so wet that the soaked spot only served to make my bald pussy more visible, and when I looked in the mirror, I suddenly realized how explicit my protruding clitoris was in its erect state. I was hot, and was looking forward to getting hotter in the strength of my experienced company.” I asked, “Mia, why do you think Jodi and Jess like doing these things? I mean, don’t they think it’s really out of their league to be running around like that, tempting fate at getting arrested for exposure?””Funny thing about it is that I asked them the same question just before we went out the door, and I got a very direct answer. Jodi looked at her sister, and they both turned to face me. ‘Look at me,’ Jodi said, ‘Look at us both, and look at yourself. Now, we know damned well that these bodies are hot. In fact, we look good! But, we also know that this shape won’t last forever, and once it’s gone, it’s gone. Oh, yeah, we can work at keeping in shape, but our bodies, our fire, our ages…they’re all here and now. In a few years it won’t be the same. I for one don’t want to wake up some morning years from now and realize what could have been, what I missed out on. I don’t want to lose that forever before I get my fill.’ Jodi was very convincing and dead serious. She went on, ‘Men play games, sports, and athletics because they dream of impressing the girls. They dream of being the super hero, or the James Bond, so they push it in hopes of sweeping some young innocent off her feet. Well, girls do the same things, only they don’t flex their muscles, they flex their femininity. They shave their legs, wear high heels, and low cut dresses that accentuate their breasts. They play on their sexuality in hopes of sweeping unsuspecting guys off their high horses.’ Then she cocked her hip and said, ‘So, what’s it going to be? You have the equipment. Are you satisfied being told who you are and what you can do all your life, or do you want to find out just how easy it is to control the men instead of the other way around? Want to play?’ That cord struck home, and being the adventurous type, I wondered what it would be like to have that kind of control over men.””Excuse me if that doesn’t surprise me. Everyone wants to live some erotic tale of their own, and you certainly do have the equipment like Jodi said.” I rolled her clit between my fingers as I spoke, and she melted, closing her eyes for a second at the pleasure. “Go on about your foray with the girls.””We drove to the mall, and walked the concourse for awhile, picking out our victims and strategizing. I have to admit that planning our devilry was about as exciting as doing it. It seemed like foreplay as we waved our bodies up and down past the stores, commenting on the possibilities, then taking a break at the sidewalk caf‚ where we sat observing the patrons coming and going. We sipped some iced tea and talked about how sexy we felt, and especially how daring Jessica looked, sitting there with her legs crossed, making the hem of her skirt show an unbelievable amount of leg, and occasionally flapping up in the breeze clear to her waste on the side. These girls obviously knew what they were doing, and knew how to do it, because they next asked if I was ready for part two.””Here I thought that we had just about done all we could,” continued Mia, “but was I ever in escort bayan for a shocker. The sisters guided me down the mall to an electronics store, where we previously spotted a number of good looking sales reps. Jodi told me to watch her eyes and expression closely to “learn the tease.” We were quite a site, strolling into the place, and we pretty much had our pick of the gents when some hunk asking if we needed assistance approached Jodi. She turned and looked him completely up and down before holding his stare and saying that we wanted to look at some custom units. The guy fumbled as he escorted us to the store’s sound room, where the special stereo equipment was kept for acoustically correct listening. We were asked if we had any particular interests, to which Jodi and Jess replied that their interests were varied, and that they were interested to know if his equipment was built strong enough to handle the soft tones as well as the pounding forces of a good sweaty beat. Jodi said this using her best sexy voice, and in such a way that left the poor guy speechless. Before he could speak, Jodi asked about whether a particular pair of floor speakers had an impedance control on the back. As the man sank to his knees looking at the back of the speaker, we moved closer to where, when he turned back to talk, his face was almost in our neatly outlined crotches. His stare at our pussies was so obvious that it took a full couple of seconds before he looked up only to find our hard nipples under our tops. He fumbled with an answer, flushed at being caught, and then Jessica asked if the speakers were compatible for surround sound. As she asked, she raised her arms, pointing to the rear corners of the room to indicate other speaker locations, and when she did so, her top raised to almost fully expose the bottom of her breasts. From where he was kneeling on the floor, the man had an excellent view of her bare skin as one of her nipples slipped below the hem of her top. The fish net sweater gave only the impression of cover, and her nipple was briefly exposed to his gaze which was like that of a kitten intently watching a piece of string. He mentioned that they were indeed compatible, and went on to offer that he could offer a free in-home demonstration and design of a custom system if so desired. Jodi asked Jessica if that Friday would be acceptable, and Jess, in turn, asked me if I was willing to undergo a few hours of demonstration on that day. All eyes turned to me, the man’s continuously going back and forth between my snatch and breasts, and I found myself agreeing to Friday just before noon.””So that was it?” I asked.”Oh, far from over. We left that store in a sweat, my heart pounding, wondering what I just arranged for myself. Jodi and Jessica congratulated me on my performance saying, ‘See how easy that was? That could be your first victory.’ I was totally flushed at what I had just done, but I was keyed up and in a daze. Of course, the sisters weren’t about to let this opportunity pass, so off to the shoe store we went. We went to a shoe section of an exclusive department store, really shopping for men more than for shoes. We spotted our next victim, and Jodi told me to play along. The suave man asked if we needed help, and Jodi said that both she and I were interested in thong heels. After picking out several pair, we seated ourselves as the man helped us with the shoes. We knew that he had a perfect close up of our outlined pussies, and we played to his enjoyment as we shifted positions, giving the material between our legs ample opportunity to shift over the folds of our lips and my extra large clit. Man, was I getting hot! There I was purposely showing a total stranger my vagina like he was giving me a pelvic exam, innocently making off that I was interested in the fit of the shoes. We got all the attention we wanted, and could see the man getting a real boner, when Jessica asked to see a particularly high pair of heels. Before he returned with the shoes, Jess told me to pay attention to her polished routine. When the man returned with the strap heels, Jessica attempted to strap the shoes on herself as he watched. You could tell his interest at her extremely short skirt riding up the side, but she was expert at not letting him see between her legs. She then got up and walked to the floor mirror about six feet away. It was one of those angled mirrors that let the person wearing the shoes get a better view, but she knew that it also afforded the salesman a good view as well. “I just don’t know. They seem a bit….exposing, don’t you think?” she said, emphasizing the word “exposing,” as she spread her legs about shoulder width apart. You could almost see the man sweat as his eyes were glued to the reflection of Jessica’s exposed pussy in the mirror. She knew damned well that he was staring directly at her bald snatch, so she just stood their swing her hips slightly without destroying the position. After about one full minute, she came back, sat down and complained about one of the straps. The man offered to help adjust the thing, and she made her final move by lifting her leg up to the stool on which he was sitting, only this time, she made sure that he had an unobstructed view of her moist slit. She watched, as he couldn’t contain his stare, then, when he looked up realizing he had been caught, she smiled down saying that she would take the shoes, and would wear them out. We all giggled as we left the store, the salesman with a raging hard on, and me with a feeling of pure power like I hadn’t felt before. I liked what I was feeling.”I was feeling the affect of the story myself, and was dripping pre cum as I continued to rub her wet clit. Man that clit was stiff, and I felt almost as if I was masturbating a small penis, only this was no she-male. She was all girl and the story of her seduction by my wife and her sister was just too much to stop now. I pressed for more details. “You must have been one hot bitch by then,” I said, sensing that language that she didn’t hear at home excited her.”No shit, I was hot.” Right on! She was really getting into the story and loosening up. She continued with some excitement now, “But it didn’t stop there,” she said with enthusiasm. “I was dripping when we left that store and took a break at the pub near the mall entrance. The girls ushered me over to the bar, where we took up residence on some rather high barstools. Jessica looked fabulous in her high heels and short skirt, and after our drinks arrived, we turned to notice that a group of four men two white and two black had slithered over to the table next to us. The view must have been something else for the group. Jodi and I with lycra shorts that fit right up the crack of our ass, and your wife with a skirt that didn’t quite cover her ass. The men were obviously confused at what they were seeing, and finally, one made a comment on the fine d‚cor of the place, asking our opinions. Jodi turned to face them, approving of their perception in decorating, and asked me if I agreed. I took the lead, and turned to face the men like Jodi. Without even thinking, I noticed that I had positioned myself like Jodi, heels on the barstool rung, making a perfect display of my pussy under the thin veneer. I was getting hooked on the rush, realizing that I could expose myself to men who would drool over my body. Within a few silly comments, I, in turn, passed the baton by asking if Jessica was in agreement of our taste. Well, you could have written a book about the expressions on the men when your wife sat up straight and slowly turned to face our party. She looked me straight in the eye to see my face when she positioned her legs the same as ours. I couldn’t help myself as I stared straight at her bald cunt, airing itself on the edge of the stool. From the seats at the table below, I knew, and she knew that the men were getting something they hadn’t bargained for. Not only was her pussy visible as she swung her strong muscled legs open and closed casually, but her tits could also be seen from the underside, pushing the flimsy top out in front. Jessica knew exactly what the men were seeing, and she turned slightly to make sure each man had a chance at the show. We continued our conversations through our drinks, and asked for the men’s business cards before slipping off the stools. Jodi and I didn’t have to drive the material in our shorts any further up our moist slits to make our exposure complete, but Jessica put on the grand finale as she deliberately slipped from her seat slowly so her skirt rode up to briefly expose her bare bottom. The fact that she wasn’t wearing panties was blatant as hell, and we heard a collective sigh at the sight. The men were business types, out for a late lunch, and were employed in commercial sales of computer equipment. Jodi and Jess asked if they could contact them for technical advice, to which the guys fell all over themselves in offering their personal service. We all mentioned that we would be sure to use their services in the near future.””You mean to tell me that my wife, I mean, I believe it of her sister, but, my wife….””Yup! Your wife, Jessica, made sure that she was free to procure their services, and gave them a sample of what to expect. Now that’s what I call power. She was so cool and collected as these guys nearly overturned their table getting up in politeness when we left. Jess and Jodi were cool, but I was getting hot as a machine gun. They knew I couldn’t last, so they asked me what I thought so far. I could hardly talk, and my drenched crotch made it apparent that I was ready for something more than just waving it around. The sisters conferred with each other, then asked if I knew now where this was leading. If I hadn’t before, I realized now that they didn’t do this only to go home and take a cold shower. So I asked what I could expect if I wanted to go farther. “Nothing short of heaven on earth,” was their answer as they told me that they had one more stop on the way home. I couldn’t believe that they expected me to accompany them into the bookstore, the kind that sold adult movies and sex toys. My embarrassment was shooting through the roof as us three foxy ladies stroll into the adult store. I felt my skin go alternately hot and cold as the girls escorted me past the rubber cocks and implements. They made a show to stop and ask me my opinion of several of the life like surgical rubber penises and handed me each one to consider. I caught my breadth several times, surprised at how real these things felt, and imagining those monster dicks penetrating my now flooded cunt. “I think she likes this one,” Jodi said as they both selected a thick brown model with balls attached. They made me carry the twelve-inch dick through the store past the magazines and movies as we browsed. I was in a daze, wanting to hide what I was carrying, but, at the same time, fascinated at the variety of sexual delights displayed for our pleasure. Every imaginable act, thought and perversion was on display, and my eyes were soaking it all in. By the time we reached the checkout, I hadn’t even noticed that they had each picked up a magazine for themselves, and asked if I would be so kind as to pay for them too, since they had left their purses in the car. As I stood before the raised counter, I handed the clerk my purchase, and he asked if there would be anything else. I was so transfixed at mentally helping him hurry the item into a bag that I almost forgot about the magazines, and turned to take them from the sisters and pass them to the clerk. As I passed them to the man and he looked at the covers, I noticed him glancing from the magazines to the girls behind me. I looked to see what the problem was, and I noticed each magazine’s front cover had the clear picture of the two girls standing behind me, their faces splattered in gobs of white sticky cum, and a black cock dripping the rest onto their faces. These were those glossy specialty magazines that were filled with only shots of women being fucked in every hole, and of them sucking monster black cocks until they came in their mouths and pussies. Jessica and Jodi were smirking behind me, fully realizing that the man would notice that they were the featured starlets. They were watching both the man’s reaction and mine as I was caught in between. Their enjoyment at my realization was broken when I asked the attendant if he was finished with the literature, to which he told me the total. Well, of course I didn’t have enough cash, so I had to use my credit card. I was further embarrassed, since now the man knew my name and asked for my ID, further gaining access to my address. Jessica spoke up say that I also wanted to open an account for movies, so run the card for five movie rentals.””We went back to Jodi’s place, with me now being on record with an account at the local adult book store! I thought, my God, what have I done, but when we got in the house and relaxed with one glass of wine down and next being poured, the magazines had already been taken out of the bag and passed around. I was mortified, but uncontrollably interested in the images before me. I had no idea that the girls I had befriended were also modeling for porn material. However, the wine and the excitement of the day easily overcame the forbidden acts that I had just done, and I found that the three of us were soon stripped naked in the heat of the afternoon, lying on Jodi’s bed, reading sex magazines, and talking girl talk of the day’s experiences. I thought to myself, I love my new friends.””And, did you?” I asked full knowing the answer. Mia didn’t miss a beat when she told me of her first lesbian experience. She related how they just started stroking her skin and talking of their adventures. Of how they showed themselves off to these men, and how wet they had gotten. She closed her eyes and shuddered in climax as she told me of the first time any female had sucked her clitoris, and the first time she had ever put her own mouth to another woman’s pussy lips and let her tongue explore the gentle folds and taste of her partner. Mia said that the feeling of freedom and the friends were something she had longed for, and that she melted under the touch, soft sounds of female voices, and the incredible excitement of venturing into the land of the taboo. This was a girl that was ripe for picking, and my wife and her sister were the master gardeners. I could tell that the memory of that day was the moment she both accepted, and was accepted into a way of life that would change her forever. The only thing I could do now was to enjoy it with her, and that I did, for I got a thrill out of watching the man and woman slowly jogging toward us, and almost tripping over their own feet when they passed by and saw me fingering Mia as she stroked my cock.