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How I Met My Wife (M+F+ party and the first chapter in the Stacie and Cole series)

I had had just gotten out of the military and had scored a good job in New Orleans working for a photo studio. My boss John and I had gone out for drinks a couple of times. He loved to hear stories of the girls from all over the world, whether they were true or not. I told him tales about the wild bars of the Philippians and about the legendary massage parlors of Hong Kong. His favorite though were about the young female officers who liked to go slumming with the enlisted, forbidden lust in exotic foreign cities that cost more than one their promising career.

He would tell me stories about what he believed was his best work, his erotic nudes of the cities' elite ladies that went on behind closed doors. He had lived in New Orleans nearly all his life making a living by capturing the city's wealthy and powerful on film. He was one of the most well known portrait photographers in the city. And that fame along with discretion brought along requests from the wealthy couples for more private sessions. Sometimes he would be invited to some of their more exclusive parties where some of the elite couples went slumming for a night. It was on my thirty-second birthday when he offered to let me come to one. He wouldn't be able to make it and he hated to cancel at such short notice and leave the ladies wanting. I gladly accepted, thinking what better way to spend my birthday than taking advantage of a couple of married rich ladies in front of their husbands.

At first I didn't know what to expect. My head swam and my hands sweated all that day in anticipation. Little did I know of how much this party would direct the rest of my life. That evening when I arrived at the hotel, a Holiday Inn on the interstate, I was nearly ready to walk away. I forced myself to knock on the door and much to my relief an older man opened it, still clothed.

"I'm here for the party." I managed, trying to repress the nervousness in my stomach that threatened me with nausea, "I was invited by John."

"Come in, come in," he said with a broad smile, opening the door wider and ushering me in. He was skinny and looked eerily like William Defoe "He told me he was sending someone in his place. Cole, right?"

"My name's Ron," he grinned, closing the door and gripping my hand, "glad you could make it. Go ahead and get comfortable and feel free to jump in anywhere. There is some food is on the table in the corner."

The suite was made up of a living room and a bedroom off to the side. It was clear that most of the action was in the bedroom, three guys stood in various states of undress in the doorway, their hands toying with their noticeably stiff pricks.

"There are about twelve other guys tonight," Ron continued leading me back towards the doorway. He introduced me to a couple of guys sitting naked on the couch nursing a drink and watching a homemade movie on the television, obviously in recovery. "Our four lucky ladies tonight are my wife Lynne on the bed," he pointed towards queen-size bed where a thick dark-haired lady in a black lace teddy was engaged with three guys, "better watch out, looks like she's a little hungry tonight. That's Carol in the hot tub" he said pointing over to the hot-tub to a thin lady with short black hair who was on all fours devouring a thick cock while another slid gracefully into her snatch. The men's faces were of pure ecstasy and they assailed their wanton victim.

And that little cutie-pie in the corner is Carol's daughter Stacie." Stacie was on her back, her legs spread-eagled as the guy she was laying on slid roughly into her ass. Another guy was kneeling between her open legs, slipping his cock deep inside her hungry slit as her mouth worked hard to milk a third cock of its precious seed. Her breasts bounced atop her heaving form, shiny from at least one load of semen that had dripped down her chin onto her tanned chest. Once hand balanced on the stud beneath her while the other gripped yet another cock, working diligently to bring even more seed splashing down on her. The only stitch of clothing she had on were her black high heel sandals that clung to her tiny feet waving in the air above her head. Sticky white streams streaked her shoulder length dark brown hair and her black lust filled eyes seem depthless as they eyed each of her lovers one by one.

"Our red headed vixen Mary will be here a little later, she's running a little late," Ron went on about Carol's husband Michael currently sliding his cock into his wife Lynne's protruding bottom, but for that moment the world seemed to stop turning. Stacie's dark absorbing eyes flashed to me for a moment and it felt as if pieces of my life suddenly were jolted out of place and violently stuck back together. Then her attention was drawn away as her mouth was suddenly filled by her cocks-man's seed. Stacie began bobbing her head in rhythm to his insistent thrusts, another small stream of cum leaking from her lips as she struggled to swallow all of his generous offering.

As I looked around the room for a place to jump in, a guttural groan from the hot tub drew my attention to Carol and her two lovers. She was a lady in her early fifties. It was easy to tell she had been a stunning woman when she was younger and she had certainly aged gracefully. The guy behind her was breathing heavily, his hands caressing her hips as he slowly withdrew. I walked over to the tub as the guy withdrew and was replaced by the man she had been sucking. He slipped into her slowly but from the look on his face he wouldn't last long.

Carol smiled coyly as I slid into the hot tub and presented to her my hardened cock. Her dark eyes, nearly as dark and deep as her daughter's blinked slowly as the guy behind her began thrusting, her body rocking in motion to his insistent strokes. I pressed my cock against her lips and they parted slightly, the tip of her tongue caressing it and snaking along its soft receptive belly. My hands stroked through her dark silken hair and my eyes slowly closed as her heated embrace began to consume me. I watched as this lady nearly twenty years older than me devoured my prick, each thrust of the other man drove my cock deeper between her passionate lips.

The scene in that room was unreal, three beautiful women engaged in fulfilling their every carnal need, their bodies an unparalleled tangle of ecstasy and lust. Lynne had finished off another guy and was now on her knees on the bed with her back towards me, her legs spreading over a new man as she gripped a second cock in her hand ready to draw out its vital nectar. I watched as the cock beneath her penetrated into her sodden sex, its warm wet flesh consuming the man's pole achingly slow and taking it deep within. Her mouth closed around the second prick, hungrily engulfing it as the man began to roughly slide it farther into her mouth. Her wide hips began their gyration and I could see every licentious movement as her pussy began to milk the marauding prick, sliding up and down like a merry-go-round.

A slight bite on my own cock brought my attention back to Carol who's deep shadowy eyes stared up at me devilishly, she obviously meant to keep all of my attention focused on her. I could feel her groans along my staff as her pleasure continued to escalate. I watched in lust and awe as she was pounded from behind, the warm water caressing her as her other lover filled her again and again. I could see his orgasm overtake him, his face drew clenched as he groaned aloud. Every unoccupied man turned to watch as he came into the other end of the woman sucking my dick. Their hands stroked their cocks in envy and anticipation, knowing that they too would soon be in his position. Watching him cum was an awesome spectacle, his hips thrusting powerfully against Carol's ass as she gasp and groaned, her own climax finally over taking her. She released my cock, slipping it out of her mouth with tendrils of moisture still clinging to it. Her hand gripped it's slippery length, sliding along it in rhythm to her orgasm as she balanced precariously on the other hand and pressed her head against my belly, her eyes rolling back as her lids fluttered closed. After long moments of guttural climax that left both gasping for breath a skinny man who had been sitting off to the side climbed in the tub and began cleaning her flooded sex of the last man's spilt seed. He buried his face in her cunt, lapping up every last drop of sperm that now oozed out. She shivered with renewed pleasure. The small voyeuristic crowd that had gathered around us shifted to the bed as one of Lynne's men cried out in vulgar pleasure.

After a few moments Carol shooed the guy back to his corner and grinned up at me "You had better get back there before someone steals your spot."

I gladly obeyed; taking my place behind her and positioning my anxious cock at her proudly offered pubic mouth as Lynne's husband leaned over the side of the tub and kissed Carol lewdly before sliding into the tub to take my place. He grinned at me as we pressed our ready shafts against Carol's lips and pushed inside of her simultaneously. She whimpered as the two of us settled into her. Her apex was hot saturated bliss, slick from an intoxicating mix of her lovers' cum and her own. My cock slid in easily as I palmed her protruding bottom, slipping in to the hilt until I could feel my balls brush against her. The warm water caressed them too and I could feel my passion beginning to grow. Carol pushed back against me as I began rubbing her clenched anus and I pressed a finger in as she encouraged me with muffled groans and whimpers.

Ron kept her attention focused on his invading cock, gently gripping her hair on either side of her head and keeping her mouth from wondering. But her hips were clearly all mine and her pussy sucked greedily at my attacking prick as she thrust back against me. I leaned over Carol, roughly fondling a tit with my free hand as I continued to finger her ass.

I gasp with mounting pleasure, deliberately trying to keep a slow pace as I scanned the room, drinking in the depraved scene. Stacie now was bent over a chair, a black guy with a cock as thick as her wrist was assaulting her ass, his hand grasping a fist full of her dark hair and pulling her head up at a cruel angle. Her face was a twisted mix of pleasure and pain as her hands held the chair's legs with a white-knuckled grip. Her knees were shaking as long legs desperately tried to support her balanced on the two tiny heels. Her new lover slammed into her without regard, sneering as he started at his cock disappearing inside the little white girl's rectum. But oddly the crueler he fucked her the more she appeared to love it, oblivious to any pain the guy may have been causing and completely focused on the bliss, turned on by the depravity of her act.

I could pick Carol's husband out of the growing group of men that had gathered around the two, stroking his engorged cock as his daughter weathered the torrent of lust that the black guy was directing against her. My mind was too awash with my desperate hunger to question it and it only seemed to fuel the inferno that seemed to be consuming my entire body.

I felt Carol's body begin to shiver as another orgasm began to sear her. Her climax consumed me and I erupted into her, my mind an overwhelming torrent of sinful ecstasy as I pounded into her from behind. I could almost feel her climax and mine mixing at our joining and causing an explosive reaction that amplified our mutual rapture. Ron groaned as he unloaded into Carol's mouth, his loss of control no doubt fueled by our wanton display. Carol's mouth fought vainly to catch his erupting seed, her mind still reeling from her immense climax. I knelled behind her, gasping as the explosive inferno of my climax began to diminish and fiery tingles began to consume my body, caressing my muscles in a soothing after-bliss. Carol kept her bottom pressed against me for long wonderful moments trying vainly to prolong the heaven of our act. When she finally moved she slid her hips into the warm bubbling water of the hot tub, turning to me. I joined, sliding next to her on the molded step, enjoying the heated jets as they blew against our bodies. Her face was a picture of contentment, a woman thoroughly satisfied. Her slender fingertips caught the last drops of cum on her chin and pushed them delicately onto her tongue. Her smile was sweet, a soft southern charm concealing a vessel of pure lust.

"I think I could use a drink after that," she said as she stood up uneasily, her voice a sweet song as she smiled seductively down at me, "We'll have to do that again some time."

I honestly couldn't wait. But for now there was other business to attend to. I cleaned myself in the warm waters and then reluctantly got out. As I made my way out of the bedroom towards the food a growing crowd of semi-clothed men announced the promised arrival of Mary. A mother of two, she was a stunning woman probably in her mid-forties, tall with long dark red hair and long shapely legs accented by white satin stockings and tall black heels. Her fare skin was sprinkled with pale freckles, especially around her mesmerizing blue eyes that wrinkled innocently as she smiled from man to man. She glanced seductively around at the men gathering around her, licking her lips and devouring them from top to bottom. Her husband followed her in, smiling and greeting those guys he obviously knew. He was a bit older than her with grey hair and a beard. He was a bit more meek looking than Lynne's or Carol's husbands. My feelings were confirmed as he took a seat off to the side as the men began to undress his wife. She was a fiery woman, picking who she wanted first then going to work. Four or five pairs of hands caressed her body, pulling her clothes free and consuming her flesh. She gave herself to them, embracing first one man then another as probing hands slid between her legs hungry to be the first to feel her feverish slit. Two men groped her exposed breasts, each suckling a nipple as one of her hands found it's first engorged prick.

Michael was at the front of her procession, greeting her with a lurid kiss before helping her down onto one of the room's two couches. He spread her thighs and embraced her womanhood, her approving moans showing just how much she enjoyed the attention. After many long moments he finally mounted her, inducing her first of seeming endless orgasms from her sensuous depths. I sat and ate for a while, watching as she went through man after man, her burning inundating lust never seeming to waiver. Her husband who introduced himself as Martin sat contently watching his wife, desire obvious in his eyes but still he sat by.

After about half an hour, her line finally dwindled and she settled down on the couch to catch her breath. I finally stood up and walked over to her, my refreshed prick engorged and aching after watching her spectacle.

Mary smiled wickedly up at me and gently gripped my offered dick, "Well here's one I haven't had yet, are you finally ready for me?"

"Yes ma'am." I managed as I looked her over, devouring her from head to toe as I took her place on the couch and she knelt between my legs. My mouth watered with anticipation, my hands shook as I slid my fingers through her long fiery hair. Her hair was thick and silky, her eyes exhilarating as they watched my face contort in sheer pleasure as she drew my pulsing manhood into her ravenous mouth. She was voracious in her task, consuming my cock as if she were an animal in heat, her mouth rapacious in her wanton abandon. It was if the countless other men she had devoured had only whet her appetite for cock. The ecstasy was excruciating as her pitiless tongue caressed first the head then the vulnerable belly of my cock, her teeth nipping cruelly, sending shivers of painful pleasure darting throughout my body. She was quite the showman, too, her movements were always languid and sensuous and her playful eyes danced with need as she glanced up occasionally to make sure she still held my full attention. Even on her knees, her enticing motherly hips swayed seductively as her head bobbed rhythmically in my lap and her swaying breasts brushed against the inside of my thighs creating brief pools of fire that smoldered on the aroused skin. No doubt the group of guys she had just finished off who were sitting on the couch opposite us were getting quite a show as her free hand plied her hungry snatch, stroking her thick aroused nether-lips between her open legs.

My pleasure was nearly irresistible, Mary's accomplished mouth performing her task with unrivaled skill. My head throbbed with lust as she worked, my prick engulfed in a fiery sea of searing saliva, crimson hair spilling down her head like molten steel. As I began to feel the first tingles of climax, Mary stopped, her hand gripping my cock at the root, staving off my pleasure and leaving me gasping, my eyes pleading for the release I sought so desperately. Her playful blue eyes shimmered with mirth as she knowingly teased me over and over. After the fourth time I was nearly losing my mind and my hands tugged gently at her hair, pulling her eyes up to meet mine so she could see my desperation. She grinned with triumph and got to her feet and pulled me to mine before climbing onto the couch on her knees, offering her wide inviting hips. She looked playfully over her shoulder at me as I ran my hands over her back and down to her smooth creamy cheeks, spreading them gently and sliding a finger into her soaked slit. Mary purred, her eyes fluttered closed as I slid my finger inside her hungry apex. As slick as she was I found myself losing any semblance of self-control I had left. I shakily removed my finger and placed my throbbing head at her glistening opening. I could see her other lover's seed seeping out of her, the thought only stoked the maelstrom of lust that Mary had been building between my legs. I slid into her easily, wanting instantly to explode inside her yielding warm walls. I fought back the near irresistible desire, concentrating on the feel of her body against me, her muscles pressing back against me as I caressed her hips and thighs, her swollen lips gripping desperately to my invading rod. The experience was incredible. Carol had settled in on the other couch to watch us with the guys in recovery, sipping a glass of wine and a burgundy satin robe now clinging to her shapely body. A couple of guys had began fondling her again, and she smiled shyly from the attention and began toying with their revived dicks.

A balding guy thick around the middle moved in front of Mary as she leaned over the back of the couch, presenting her his hairy prick. Without faltering she drew it into her mouth, consuming it with every bit of desire she had mine. The licentious vixen seemed to be invigorated, penetration at both ends only added fuel to her rampant desire. Her red tresses seemed to glow with the inferno that burned between her legs. Her body soon acquired a voracious rhythm with her lovers, every thrust I made into her drove the other man's cock into her eager mouth. I could feel the mixture of her slick juices and her lovers' cum begin to seep from her as we fucked, each thrust into her spilled more of the concoction onto our legs, the drops slowly making their way down to the cream colored couch. As I watched our fusion, her delicate lips pulling at my cock with each with drawl, graciously accepting it with each thrust back inside her, my heart pounded in my ears. I tried to thrust slowly, teasingly into her, the feel of her fiery cunt was amazing and I wanted to take pleasure in it as long as she would let me. My balls rubbed against her engorged lips as we coupled, their rough sensitive skin excited by her hot smooth pussy lips. Mary didn't seem to be in a hurry, luxuriating in my deliberate attention. Men now stood around us, their upright cocks staring at the three of us, primitive lustful hunger evident in every man's face. Carol was again engaged on the other couch, laying on her back with her legs wrapped around one man who roughly drove into her while she swallowed another man's prick, burying her face in his thick pubic hair as he forced his cock down her throat again and again.

Muffled moans escaped Mary's occupied mouth as her hips became more insistent, urging me to drive into her harder with desperate thrusts, each one pushing me deeper and deeper into her starving slit until her body convulsed in rude carnal ecstasy. The other man erupted as Mary's climax over took her and she released her demanding grip on his prick as she cried out, his cum spewing violently across her blissfully twisted face, streaking her fiery red hair and flushed freckled face with white gooey semen. Her guttural groans were intoxicating, so primal and abandoned that any self control I had left collapsed, the deluge of bliss that had been mounting within my prick erupting within her demanding hellhole. Mary's spasming cunt swallowed every drop, a bottomless abyss that craved an unending supply of man cum. I gave her all I had until it streamed out of her, sliding down the inside of her thighs. Mary's orgasm had left her panting, her face a mess of cum and sweat. Breathlessly she urged me on, begging me to fill her with my liquid love. Her hands grasped at my legs futilely as I plunged heedlessly into her, her manicured nails dragging savagely across my skin only adding to my rapture as my body was wracked by uncompromising ecstasy. Mary was whimpering weakly as my staggering bliss began to subside. Another of the guys who had been watching our spectacle had moved into position and was pulling Mary's head onto his cock by a fist full of her crimson hair. I got to my feet uneasily, yet another guy moving in quickly to take my place. Mary welcomed him with open legs, picking up where we left off.

I settled down to watch Mary and Carol in action on one of the many chairs that had been set up. Lynne was taking a break and sat down next to me. She gladly accepted my offer to get her a glass of wine and when I returned we watched the incredible scene together for a while. Mary had finished off her next two cocks-men and she now sat on the soiled couch, the thick black guy was thrusting into her brutally. She cried out in utter pleasure, his large strong hands gripping her ankles at arm's length. His fat cock drilled into her soft pink mouth and Mary's face looked as though he would split her in half. I was glad she had given me my turn already.

Lynne and I watched and talked. She told me about her kids in high school and her husband's job. She talked about how Carol wouldn't fuck the black guy though she couldn't understand why, a man is a man no matter what color his was. She ask me if I was enjoying my self and about what I did. She managed to draw out of me that it was my birthday and that John had let me take his place. I must admit that her black lace teddy that she now wore was a bit distracting, her generous breasts nearly spilling out over the supportive cups. She was forty-eight, a stay-at-home mom with very motherly attributes. Her hair was dark, nearly black stretching down nearly to her waist and was tousled from her activities earlier. Her face was pretty but tired, her skin was fare but had the look of maybe a few too many days in the sun. Her hips were wide, proof of her two children and a comfortable lifestyle. But her energy was exhilarating as she talked, sometimes distracted by someone walking by trying to say hi. Her eyes were thrilling as she looked at me, a hunger for life evident in their dark sparkle.

As we watched her husband slip into Carol's industrious slot on the far couch, Lynne cheered her on and warned her husband that Carol had better not want any more when he was through or he was going to get it when they got home. Her spirit was remarkable. When she turned back to me mischief was in her dark eyes.

"That looks like fun, I think you've had a long enough break birthday boy." She grabbed my hand and pulled me along to the bedroom where she promptly sat down on the bed.

Stacie was entertaining two men now. She sat atop a heavy hairy man, her hips rocking steadily on his, his no doubt equally fat prick filling her emptiness. Another man, skinny in comparison to the other, stood beside her with his cock buried between her lips. Her movements were slow, her weariness no doubt beginning to catch up with her. I had not seen her take a break from the time I had gotten there nearly two hours earlier.

"Can you strap me in sweetie?" Lynne said handing me the business end of four Velcro straps, each attached to a leg of the bed. I gladly strapped first her ankles then her wrists with then so she was spread out on her back on the hotel bed, her legs stretched wide for easy access. As I finished strapping her last wrist I reached down between her spread-eagled legs, unsnapping the black lace covering. My fingers danced along her furry apex, sliding between her awakening hairless sex. The middle-aged mother purred with approval, her dampening skin glistening in the dim candlelight. I placed my hardening cock between her parting lips and Lynne accepted it gladly, her tongue curling around it possessively. Her legs pulled at her restraints as I worked her open snatch, teasing her with light gentle touches across her heated skin, graduating in time to more insistent strokes, slipping at first one then another finger into her sweltering depths. Her stiffened pleasure button peaked out desperately yearning to be touched. Another couple of guys had gathered around and began teasing her too, stroking her with feather-like caresses. She now had four guys sliding their hands across her body, a couple of them cupping her generous breasts, her stiff pink nipples aching for their mouths. A guy on the other side of the bed accommodated her, sucking in one of her thick tips. Lynne's mouth was surprisingly desperate for so short a time. She had easily accomplished reviving my carnal fervor, my libido lusting wholly for her body splayed out so vulnerably.

"I need you in me," she said breathlessly as I continued to press my cock into her resistant mouth. Without hesitation I climbed between her splayed legs, my fingers slowly withdrawing and replaced by my eager cock head. I lowered my head and kissed her, our tongues sliding heatedly against each other as I slowly penetrated her, wanting to drive her crazy with longing. Lynne was wild, her kiss hungry and shameless as the other men continued to stroke her. After long moments I began long amorous stokes into her and our mouths separated, breathless gasps escaping both of our mouths. I was surprised as a long stiff prick was pushed in between us, offered obviously to Lynne. I watched as her lips I had just embraced swallowed yet another cock only inches away. It glistened as it slid from her mouth before plunging back in insistently. These guys were not giving the ladies any leeway, they wanted what they wanted regardless of what the women needed. Lynne seemed even more turned on by this, licking and sucking at the pushy cock forced on her. I guess I had done no different. Seeing her devour a cock from this close was as exhilarating as it was unsettling. The man's balls brushed her cheek as he forced his tool deeper in Lynne's mouth. I was so amazed as she took it all that I began thrusting into her harder, driven by the brazen act before me. I was thankful for my previous orgasms as I now fucked the licentious slut beneath me, thrusting deep into her with long brutal strokes. Her pussy was nearly as adept at pleasuring a cock as her mouth, milking my invading, eager for my cum. Each thrust brought more and more bliss, my orgasm starting to swell with each breach of her greedy gash. Slippery and hot, her pussy pulled at me, pleading with me to fill it with the sperm is so craved. The increasing reaction between our bodies was maddening, tangled together and meshed in mutual ecstasy. Lynne was on the brink of losing control herself, her body shuddering as our hips collided with increasing fervor. Her limbs continued to struggle against the straps, their soft cloth cuffs continuing to hold her fast. It was gratifying having this woman when she couldn't do a thing about it, even her mouth too full to put up any protest. Two guys now suckled at her hardened nipples, their hands holding her body against the mattress as her body was savagely brutalized by her other cocks-man and me. She was loving every second of it.

Despite how many countless times she must have already came that night, when Lynne's orgasm finally overtook her, her body convulsed like it was her first. Her eyes rolled back and her back arched defiantly as her mouth hung open, whimpering. Her hand tugged frantically at the cock before her until a long stream of white jizz spurted across her face, covering her cheek and hair and filling her gaping mouth with thin globs of hot cum. The man's cock twitched in her hand, unrelenting pleasure evident on his face as he gripped her hair brutally and continued to thrust. Her climaxing cunt tightened around my cock, begging for me to release my nectar into her depths as well. Before I could stop it my cock let forth it's gooey treasure, erupting into Lynne with vicious carnal bliss. Her strong thick legs wrapped around my waste, locking my convulsing prick inside of her endless snatch, hungry for what little cum remained in me. After a heavenly moment, I collapsed onto her, again breathless from our feat.

Her fingers deftly pushed the escaping rivulets of semen back towards her thirsting mouth and she sucked her fingertips dry. Another guy quickly stuffed his cock into her compliant mouth, horny for his turn. Nearly as soon as Lynne released me another stiffed cocked stud was slipping his eager meat into her crevasse.

I was exhausted after three women, my prick satisfied and limp. Even watching the sinful performances going on around me brought only weak twitches. I felt nearly as contented as I had in my entire life. Looking around at the three women I had just spent the evening giving myself to still working to fulfil their vast carnal pleasures, I couldn't help feel a mixture of envy and sympathy for their husbands. Mostly envy. As I expected Stacie was entertaining another two guys, this time Ron and another man who had arrived after I did. I walked out to the common room, poured myself another glass of wine and took a seat in one of the viewing chairs to watch more of the show. The party had started to wind down now, only a few of the late comers seemed to be hanging around either actively engaged or cleaning up. As the ladies finished up with their last couple lovers and began cleaning up themselves Michael came up beside me and put his arm around my shoulders, pulling me out into the middle of the common room.

"Can I have every one's attention please," he bellowed. Nearly everyone in the room stopped what they had been doing and turned to watch him. "As some of you know, it is our tradition to celebrate special occasions. Tonight Cole is celebrating two very important occasions. First, it is his first party with us, and from what I've heard from the ladies he is certainly welcome back to our next party."

The three ladies had now wrapped themselves in their robes and nodded their heads in agreement, Mary holding up her glass of wine in salute.

"What a cock he's got!" Lynne exclaimed mimicking Mary's toast.

Michael then continued, "Now the second occasion he is celebrating is his thirty-second birthday! But since we didn't get any cake for him I did arrange for some birthday pie!"

There were cheers from the ladies and the remaining few men. "It is tradition that when someone celebrates a birthday with us that they clean out the lady who has fucked the most men that night!" Even more cheers arose from the small crowd. "But first we have to find out who that is - Lynne my delicious tramp, how many deserving guys have pleasured you this fine night?"

"Oh you know I hate to count," she exclaimed, "but if I had to guess I would say twenty-three." The other two ladies clapped, toasting Lynne.

"Well I don't' hate to count!" Mary laughed, "Twenty-five beautiful dicks, most of `em more than once!" The cheering was louder for Mary and again the other two ladies toasted Mary.

"I wasn't quite as big a slut as Mary or Lynne," Carol chimed in, "Nineteen beautiful cocks found their pleasure in me." Carol was cheered just the same and toasted by her cohorts.

"Well it seems we're missing one more contender" Michael boomed again "Stacie! Where are you baby girl?"

"Right here daddy," his daughter exclaimed joining the other three ladies.

"Well, sweetie?" Carol asked expectantly.

"I guess I was kind of a slut to night," she started, "I'm afraid I hogged more than my fair share of the men, thirty-two at last count."

The small group congratulated her loudest of all, the three ladies patting her back and kissing her cheek.

"Well I guess we have our winner!" Michael said as he and Ron ushered us into the bedroom.

Stacie looked at me seductively, her dark sensuous eyes captivating me as she climbed up on the bed and spread her legs seductively. Her body was a mess, awash in slick sticky cum, seeping from her pussy and glistening on her flat belly. I could see streaks in her dark hair and streams dripping down her long tanned legs.

I knelt between her slick thighs, her hands guiding my head to her predatory slit. I resisted slightly as I thought about the other men whose seed she had taken but she pressed insistently.

"Don't be a pussy," she chuckled, taunting me. Her dark thatch was shaved into a furry heart leaving her engorged lips bare and glistening with her arousal. Her excited clit peaked out enticingly, pleading to be sucked. I obeyed, kissing her pussy hesitantly at first. But as her flavor enveloped my tongue, the heady mix of an aroused woman and her lovers' cum, my lust overcame my uncertainties and I began to drink Stacie in, her soft lips meshing with mine as I struggled to suck her clean.

The taste of her many lovers was strong, their cum salty and bitter as it coated my face. Stacie cooed with pleasure, her slender fingers tugging at my hair as I lapped it from her coated belly and legs. Her hips rose up to press her saturated flesh into my mouth, her lust seemingly having no bounds. I sucked at her thrusting mound ferociously, feeding her desire it seemed with every penetration. My tongue delved deep into her, her mouth wanting and willing for the warm soft pleasure. After many long moments of arduous ecstasy Stacie pulled me on top of her and held my face with both hands, kissing me intensely, her strong pink tongue licking the sperm from my face as if it were the sweetest nectar. I could only react to her fervent kiss, embracing her attacking tongue as she savored the taste of herself.

"Fuck me," she begged throatily, nearly growling as she began to turn her self over beneath me, "fuck me in my slutty little ass."

Sliding my cock along her cunt until it glistened with her juice, I probed her tight asshole quickly with my thumb, lubing it up and preparing it for penetration. After a couple quick thrusts, I shoved my cock roughly into her. She cried out, her hands gripping the covers as I started to rock into her brutally.

"God I love it there," she growled as I thrust into her, "fuck me harder!"

I drove into her harder, her tight ring pinching my cock erotically. I was finding it harder and harder to keep from coming. I had never been so turned on. Stacie lay on her knees beneath me, her ass projecting up against my hips as I ground into her beautiful bottom. The pained look on her face was exquisite, her mouth cursing with lust as she thrust back against me. For those few moments it was only Stacie and I, the crowed gathered around us disappeared and the only thing I knew in the world was the mounting ecstasy between us, everything else was a blur. At that moment she was the most perfect creature ever created, the feeling was unreal. Stacie looked back at me, her eyes dark with desire. They swallowed me and in that instant I knew she felt it to. We came together, her rhythmic contractions drawing forth my climax, my prick bursting within her unyielding ass. She whimpered in uncontrollable delight as her hole clenched around me, enhancing my overwhelming bliss. My skin felt like it was erupting with pleasure, slowly burning away leaving a magnificent tingling sensation in its place.

Stacie lay beneath me, panting as her orgasm burned out every so slowly. I pulled out, her gaping hole leaking my opaque seed, and laid down beside her. Her face was beautiful, sensuous and sweet. Her dark hair was mussed, tendrils hanging down across her tan round face. Her fingers danced lazily across my face as she smiled at me, delicious satisfaction reflected in her eyes.

"Not bad," she said. Her voice was sweet and soothing and implied she was much more impressed than she let on.

"We should try it again some time." I replied, still lost the dark sea of her absorbing eyes.

"Are you asking me out," she moved closer, her voice a little more hushed, "because if you are I accept."

I just smiled at her, enjoying the feel of her next to me. It had been an incredible birthday.

++++++++++++++++++The Darkwater Collection+++++++++++++++++

This is an original work by Lance DeLonge and cannot be copied or reposted without permission of the author (lancedelonge@yahoo.com). If posted to news group or yahoo group, be sure to include author's name, email, and website address: https://www.asstr.org/~Darkwaters/erotica.html Darkwaters: The Erotic Fiction of Lance DeLonge -this story and more, plus poems, pics, and links to tons of free erotica. Note: this story takes place in a fantasy world where vaccines against AIDS and pregnancy are safe and common, and casual sex with strangers is not suicidally stupid. The real world, sadly, is not like this: so don't try this at home, kids.