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We All Knew What Was Going To Happen (Part One)

The lockdown was very harsh on relationships. I know how lucky I am to have come through it with stronger relationships, both with my husband and Victoria. But Nikki and Laura weren’t as lucky.

Nikki split with her husband very shortly after lockdown 1 was announced. She had slowly been coming to the conclusion that she and her husband weren’t happy or after the same things, and the thoughts of being cooped up for weeks with each other was the thing that triggered the change. It was amicable, and they still fucked for a while, but they finally went their separate ways after lockdown 1 was lifted. A few months later, Nikki found herself another man, someone she described as an absolute gem, apart from the fact that he was so vanilla he didn’t even warrant a flake. I’m amazed she’d settle with someone that vanilla, and she has said she is working on him, but for the time being, she won’t be joining in with a sex party. Nevertheless, I’m really happy to see her moving on with her life.

Laura was somewhat different. Her husband just upped and left her and the children the day lockdown started. He’d been fucking an 18 year old at work, and he went to spend lockdown with her. Laura had no idea about the affair, and had her world ripped out from under her, at a point where she had very little support (despite our best efforts). Here was a fabulously sexy, increasingly kinky, and totally devoted woman who he turned his back on for a younger model only a few months older than his own children. Laura is far better off without him.

Her focus at the beginning was the children, the house and stability, and sex and sexiness were nowhere to be seen. She had twins and they were in the first year of their A-levels, so she wanted to provide as stable a situation to allow them to succeed. My husband and I felt a bit helpless, but nevertheless, we were there for her as much as rules would allow. As she said, at times of adversity, you really find out who your friends are, and our relationship got closer than ever. I have to say Laura did an amazing job holding it together for the sake of her teens, and I know they were appreciative and did as much as they could to help.

But right from the moment her husband confessed to her what he had been doing, she was adamant she wouldn’t take him back. All trust was gone. A few months down the line when he tried to get back with her, she made it very clear they were done. He can’t have his cake and eat it.

But over the last few months, Laura was starting to get the itch, starting to feel like she wanted to be fucked again, like she deserved to be fucked again. Especially in the months before they split, she had become somewhat addicted to sex. She loved nothing more than howling like a banshee whilst cumming her brains out.

In the intervening time, she had spent a fortune on sex toys, mostly funded by her online shop selling her stash of cotton panties with messages written on them. After her initial apprehension, she got to rather enjoy the individual requests for them, masturbating in them, exercising in them, pissing in them, pictures in them and pretty much anything else her purchasers wanted.

She had nearly disposed of them all, so she bought some new ones to carry on the trade. We supplied her with message ideas, some of which were far filthier than those she had previously. She had made life hard for herself by never having the same message twice, so each pair was unique, and therefore, she could price them accordingly.

But toys and selling panties increasingly wasn’t enough to satisfy her. She wanted touch, she wanted kissing, she wanted groping, she wanted masturbating and above all, she wanted cock.

And as we could start to actually meet, still within the rules, the discussions got filthier, and the sexual tension got higher. We all knew where this was going, even though no one said it.

Remember, I’d fucked Laura before at our sex parties, but this was pre-Victoria moving in, and my husband wasn’t able to fuck her then because of the party rules. Like me though, he’d seen her fuck and was really eager to get her screaming on the end of his cock. I knew how she used to rave about him ass fucking me against a wall, so I’m sure without her husband to stop her, she’d be there against the wall begging to have her asshole pounded. And then there was Vicki. The discussion between them had been ludicrously filthy.

All those years of being a mother and of quelled passions were behind her, and there was a fiery vixen waiting to come out, and we were just the people to bring her out. We agreed quite a bit beforehand that if the possibility came up for any of the three of us to do anything with Laura, then we were free to do so, without telling the others in advance.

But the first time we were allowed, a pantyless Laura was sitting on her sofa with me waiting for my husband and Victoria to get there. Laura was going to get the dose of cock she so craved today, she was finally going to meet Vicki in the flesh (so to speak) and finally I was going to taste Laura’s lovely cunt again. But probably more importantly, I could give her a big hug. She needed that too.

And the hug turned into crying and then sobbing, and as she regained her composure, she openly spoke about what she needed, more openly than I’d ever heard before.

It wasn’t long before our arms were entwined, our lips pressed together and our tongues doing gymnastics, and the longer we kissed, the more my cunt wanted in on the action.

We broke the kiss and looked at each other, just holding hands. It felt so good, but I knew what would feel better. I let go of her hands and started pulling at her flimsy summer dress. It took little persuasion to slip off her shoulders. She was wearing a front-loading bra, so I could unhook it and reveal her 32G tits, which in a moment should be pressing against mine. Laura got the idea and slipped my dress off my shoulders and reached round my back to unhook my bra and took it off my tits.

Once our tits were revealed, our arms entwined again, our tits pushed against the others and our lips and tongues recommenced their gymnastics. We stayed in our clinch for ages, enjoying every second of lip contact, every second of tongue contact and every second of tit contact. There’s something lovely about two fleshy tits pressing into each other, the rock hard nipples clashing with each other, the flesh squeezing against each other.

We were in that position a good time later when Vicki entered the room. (The front door was left on the latch, as we thought we might get distracted.) I’m glad Vicki got there before my husband did, as no doubt his cock would take centre stage when he arrived. Laura was clearly enjoying the kissing and the tit contact, and I was hoping to taste her cunt again before my husband sullied it with a big dose of cum.

The Best Laid Plans

I don’t remember the government’s guidance on controlling the spread of the Coronavirus including women having to have their cunts licked for well over an hour a day. Victoria is insistent it is worth a try.

My husband is taking the “wash your hands” message to extremes, insisting he thoroughly washes my and Vicki’s cunts, asses, and tits on a daily basis. We must seriously have the cleanest tits in the country – I can guarantee there is no Coronavirus on them, given the amount of time he has spent lathering and then rinsing them off. He similarly lathers our ass cheeks, and we have to bend over to allow him to lather right down the crack and focus on cleaning our assholes. Then while we are bent over, he carefully ensures (from behind) that our cunts, and particularly the folds of our cunt flaps and the hoods around our clits are thoroughly clean. His attention to detail is exemplary.

It has turned into a running joke that anything and everything sexual was to help with Coronavirus. In these days where most of the country has shut down with no end in sight, I think you have to raise a smile. Of course, neither of those things above helps with Coronavirus. None of us want to make light of the current problems, but we three feel we need to make the best of it and keep a smile if we can.

Other than for food shopping, we have been isolating ourselves for a week now. Vicki isn’t staying away in hotels at all, my work has been suspended and my husband is working from home all the time. We therefore have a lot more time on our hands and are using the opportunity to further sort out the flat and of course to fuck more. You expected that, right?

The question of whether we should be having physical contact with each other came up. Obviously, we all live together, so we can still congregate in our flat, and as none of us are in the vulnerable category, government advice is that we can still fuck and have bodily contact. Bloody good job: to be honest, I would struggle not having bodily contact, which is why we came up with our rules for fucking even if one of us has a cold.

Because I am susceptible to viruses, we have been doing all the good hygiene the government is now advising for years (and have barely had a cold because of it). We’ve added in showers immediately when we get home, but apart from that, we think our hygiene record has been proven over the years, so we are going to carry on fucking and having other bodily contact.

I know for some people; social isolation feels like a fate worse than death. They just seem to be incapable of it, but it is absolutely necessary. I have to admit I much prefer dinner parties to pubbing and clubbing these days, but even our dinner parties have been cancelled. We had a party planned for Easter with Laura, Nikki, and their partners – the first such party of the year and way too long since our last party.

We had decided to base the party on some Easter related silliness that my husband and I had done over the years. We have tried a number of things involving eggs, bunnies, and chocolate, and we planned to share a number of the things that worked at the party. Inserting Flakes one-by-one into my cunt and then eating them directly out was what my husband did to me the first Easter that we were together. We’ve also placed Flakes between my ass cheeks and tits, and in all three locations, he has both eaten them directly off me quickly and allowed them to melt a little first. We had ordered a big catering pack of Flakes for the party.

You can use chocolate eggs, like Creme Eggs or Caramel Eggs in a similar way to Flakes. My favourite use for such as egg is placing it between my ass cheeks over my asshole, and letting it melt a lot (with body heat, that doesn’t take long), then having him lick it all out of my crack and cleaning my asshole. My husband also loves inserting one just inside my cunt, leaving it for a good while to melt and then licking my cunt clean.

We’ve found that if you cut the end of one such egg (best done when cold), you can mount it on the end of his cock, with the fondant or caramel sticking to his glans (best done when warm). This is by far the best way to eat such eggs, as you not only get the egg, but you also have to lick it all clean off his glans as well. We’re rather fond of that. We had a load of these eggs in stock too for the party.

One final thing for chocolate is something we started doing a couple of years ago. We have a hollow chocolate egg that needs breaking; we unwrap it; he holds it point up with the other end on a surface (e.g., a plate or tray resting on a chair), I spread my ass cheeks nudge the point against my asshole, he stops holding the egg, and then I sit down, crushing the egg in the process. We’ve found if the egg is cold, it breaks with a minimal amount sticking to my ass. If the egg is warm, rather more of sticks to my ass, and therefore he takes a long time to eat it all off my ass. Both are good, which you do just depends on what you want to do at the time. We had a number of nice hollow eggs in stock too.

Over the years (really working tenuous and cheesy Easter links), we’ve added a few props to our Easter fun. A few years ago, he bought a bunny tail butt plug and matching bunny ears, which I wear for increasing amounts of time over Easter. We definitely were including those in the party – all female participants were going to get their own.

They were also going to get their own yoni eggs, roughly egg-shaped vaginal weights. The ones we had selected were symmetrical and made of glass and were extra-large, meaning our cunts would get a workout. You can use them for Kegel exercises, but I found it is really lovely to just have one inside your cunt and to try to keep it in. I’ve had mine for a year, and I’ve started going out with it in, like I sometimes do with butt plugs; it is a really exhilarating activity. But for the party, we had decided that the female guests would each arrive with one in place, and then keep inserting and removing them as necessary. This party was going to be a real challenge for our cunts.

Of course, we can’t leave out rabbit sex toys, which we were going to use quite a number of, including a particularly vicious mains-powered one that Vicki owns that we were going to use to finish off all the poor clits at the party. It is a monster that rarely gets used, but it was going to be closing act for each woman of the evening and was a real challenge for our clits.

I’m getting horny just writing about our plans, but sadly they are partially on hold. We have rightly cancelled the party, but my husband, Vicki and I are going to have fun with this stuff over Easter, and the whole group will get together once this is all over, hopefully before all the chocolate goes out of date!

Four Become Six (Part Three)

We might have misjudged this. Our clit stimulating activities had drained us ladies both physically and mentally. We were collapsed in our husbands’ arms being cuddled whilst we talked, firstly the second half of “Have You Ever?” and after just general sex and filthy talking. The talk was getting us excited, but our clits were still complaining from the stimulation.

But eventually, after a couple of hours, we ladies decided we were ready for one last fuck, and Laura, as the first to complete the clit test, said she was ready to be fucked. Her husband had other ideas though – with the hand that wasn’t cuddling her, he began pressing on her bladder. She complained that he would likely make her need to piss, but for her husband, that was exactly the point – the other women had pissed in front of everyone and she hadn’t. Her bladder was apparently rock hard, to such a degree that she winced as it was pressed. It didn’t take much pressing before she admitted she had to piss, and that she wouldn’t have been able to enjoy the fuck because of it. Her husband moved quickly and got her into position, with her cunt flaps held open and the collection tray in place. Nikki and I were offering encouraging words, and as Laura was having trouble starting to piss, so I gently applied a little pressure to her bladder, and soon enough, her stream started, from a weak stream into a flood. I was actually concerned she was about to overflow the tray, but her husband got her to stop her stream whilst the tray was emptied. When the tray was returned, she easily released the last part of the flood until it naturally died away. I pressed her bladder again and could confirm I didn’t feel the hardness that would mean there was a significant amount of piss left in her bladder. She was empty and somewhat relieved.

As her husband lay down and she knelt over him for him to lick her dry, she admitted that she actually felt that pissing in this way was degrading and demeaning, but she had to concede that it was really enjoyable too, and that she would definitely be doing it again with us in the future.

Nikki then suggested that Laura should wait for her fuck to give the rest of us a spot of action. Laura agreed and went back to her husband and cuddled up to him with his arm round her. I was ready for a fuck, as feeling Laura’s bladder had made me really hot. Nikki went and got the spreader bar as we explained the final fuck. Basically, we were going to bend over some furniture of the men’s choice, ass up and legs held apart with the spreader bar, our asshole and cunt would be totally on display. We decided that, for each woman, there would be five minutes to enjoy looking at the displayed cunt and ass, followed by a couple of minutes of cunt licking, a couple of minutes of rimming and finally a hard fuck.

My husband selected one of his favourite positions, me bent over the arm of the sofa. My belly was supported by the arm, so my tits hung free and would swing back and forwards as I was fucked. It would make a great view. So, I was put on display first and all five talked about how wonderful and exposed it looked. It seemed like an eternity, but eventually, I felt my husband’s tongue start working over my cunt, working its full length and flicking his tongue round my clit. Apparently, they stopped talking so they could listen to my moans. They said it was almost like human purring, and they said how magical it was to hear someone in such joy. My cunt was somewhat disappointed when his tongue left it, but it felt good to have his tongue flicking round my ass pucker and pushing at my pucker. My asshole really wanted his cock, but I knew he would soon be nailing my cunt.

His tongue left my asshole, and I briefly felt damp and unsatisfied, but then I felt his cockhead pushing against my cunt. Oh my god, he was huge, and I was already ridiculously wet, so he could just plough in. There was nothing gentle about the force with which he impaled me. In one stroke, he drove his massive rock hard cock all the way into my cunt, before immediately almost completely withdrawing it and re-impaling it with all the drive he could get. The switching between incredibly full and almost empty was almost overwhelming. At this point, I had totally forgotten the audience and was craving each drive of his cock. I was lost in an almost total daze, as the massive drive and full/empty dynamic continued, until I tensed up and started to cum. He drove in and his cock started that tell-tale throb that meant he was about to unload a nice load of cum in my cunt. He’d been desperately holding on in the hope I would cum, and thankfully I did. He withdrew his cock, and only then did I become aware of the audience again, as they discussed the cummy mess inside my cunt. They only unlocked the spreader bar after a few minutes of the discussion. I didn’t realise I was straining against the spreader bar quite a bit during the fuck, so it was important for the resulting fuck, and they said my tits were snapping backwards and forwards in a very erotic way. As an audience, they didn’t know where they needed to be looking. For some reason, I found a bizarre pride in this.

Nikki’s husband chose to bend her over the dining room table, so her tits would be squashed against the table, rather than swinging freely. After we loaded her legs into the spreader bar, I settled down in the arms of my husband to take it the view. I had no idea what a wonderful view it would be; the way her ass cheeks were gently parted tantalisingly revealing her ass pucker and the way her cunt was just opened up a little as everything was stretched out. It was mesmerising, and I felt especially naughty as I knew that was me a few minutes ago. I realised how exposed that makes you, especially with the spreader bar stopping you from closing up your legs. It is incredibly erotic. I began wondering what my husband would look like with his cock visible but slightly erect, perhaps as a prelude to pegging.

My daydream was interrupted though by her husband starting to lick her cunt. As she got more excited, her body pulled against the bindings of the spreader bar, and as she was moving her hips backwards and forwards, her ass pucker and cunt were briefly becoming more exposed before retreating a little. As he stopped licking and brought his erect cock towards her cunt lips, it was obvious he was going to block my view, so I decided to move round to focus on her face and the odd flash of tit as she writhed around. As he increased the pace, she licked her lips and smiled at me, before closing her eyes to focus on the fuck. It was a nice view – along the length of her body, her ass and nipples occasionally coming into view and a good view of the muscles tensing in his body as he thrust. The moans coming from between her lips signified she was close, and I saw the tensing of her body as she came. He came a few seconds later, and I went round to see his cock slip out of her cunt, depositing a small trail of cum round her cunt lips. Like with me, we left her exposed for a couple of minutes whilst we stared at her cummy cunt and talked about the fuck. Theirs was a much more sedate fuck but was easily as effective.

Laura was last to go, and as before, she’d been playing with her husband’s cock whilst Nikki was fucking. Laura’s husband indicated to Nikki to put her in the spreader bar over the table as Nikki had been, and while she did this, he whispered to me that he wouldn’t have long before he came, so would I use the wand on her clit again? Of course, I agreed. We eagerly looked at her exposed cunt and asshole, and then looked on while he licked at her cunt and then asshole. Whilst her attention was elsewhere, I clambered under the table and lay on my back, my head not far from the spreader bar, and wand in my hand ready to go. I had the most amazing view of her exposed cunt, and of his cock nearing her opening, then pushing in. I heard her gasp as he impaled himself, and I then turned on the wand and applied it to her clit from her belly side so as to not obscure my view, which made her cry out. He wasn’t wrong, he barely lasted a minute, but thanks to my working on her clit, she came shortly after he did. As he withdrew, I stayed lying on the floor to watch her freshly-fucked cunt until they began releasing her legs from the spreader bar.

And sadly, our time was up. We all hugged and said how much we’d enjoyed the evening. So much sex, so many orgasms (mostly because of Laura’s panties) and so many wonderful memories. How could we top this?

Four Become Six (Part Two)

It was quite a scene. Three men coming to the dinner table fully clothed but with their cocks hanging out, three naked women with cummy cunts, and one of those women with cum covered tits. Hardly the stereotypical dinner party, and it was somewhat surreal that we all sat down for our meal like that. This was very special.

Once we were all settled with a glass of fruit punch in hand, Laura asked for everyone’s dessert spoons. She scraped the cum from her tits into the six spoons and returned a spoon to each of us as a starter! I was pleased to see there were no issues with swallowing the cum (even the men).

The main course of the meal was a nice bowl of chilli topped with grated cheese and served with some home-made bread. I have to admit we ladies were a little giggly whilst we all ate, but everyone cleared their bowl, and it was declared as very tasty. Only then did we reveal the secret ingredient in the recipe – instead of 1½ pints of water, we used 1½ pints of our piss (½ a pint for each female), and as we were working to a plan, we took care to not overdrink the evening before, so our piss was a strong yellow colour too. It wasn’t noticeable in the flavour, and the men decided they’d be happy to eat that recipe again, and in fact, Nikki’s husband suggested that we had raised the bar with recipes with kinky ingredients, so we would have to find another recipe next time. Little did he know we already had three possibilities, so he won’t be disappointed.

From “Piss Chilli”, we moved on to dessert, and following on from the success of “Honey Cunt”, we went for “Reverse Maple Cunt”. As you may guess, both the position and syrup were changed. Last time, “Honey Cunt” was served with the lady in a seated position on the table with her legs spread and the honey being poured directly onto her clit and running down her cunt. This time, the lady was on her knees on the table, bent over with her ass cheeks being held open by one of the other women. The maple syrup was poured directly onto her clenched asshole by the third woman and ran down to her cunt. The job of the licker was to lick clean only her cunt, until right at the end, when the asshole was cleaned. We had two rounds of dessert – the men ate from their partners first, then the women from one of the other women, then the men had seconds and then the women ate from the other woman. I have to admit that I felt enormously exposed being in this position, but I loved every second of it.

Next, whilst we gave our tongues a rest, we all sat round, the gentlemen finally stripped and cuddling their respective ladies, and we played “Have You Ever?” It’s somewhat like “Truth or Dare” but without the dares bit. All the questions were of a sexual nature, and the other two ladies had both individually decided on questions about outdoor sex, whilst I focussed on spanking and cropping. Seems like we’d all had quite a bit of outdoor sex in our time, although Nikki and her husband have a particular penchant for it, and it seems all the ladies liked to be on the receiving end of a bit of light spanking. Only my man had ever received a spanking though, and that was from me. I think we all realised some of the ideas from “Have You Ever?” would be part of a future evening.

We also had a pre-planned mid-way interval in “Have You Ever?”, because of Laura’s panties. We decided that someone who arrived wearing “Watch meeeeee cum” panties needed to cum quite a bit, and if she did, we both needed to as well. We decided to deploy my wand with clitoral attachment, a rumbly tool which makes me cum like a train. We decided on 30 seconds on low speed, 30 seconds on medium speed and then a minimum of 10 minutes on high speed, the direct clitoral stimulation stopping the first time she came after the 10 minutes was up. We also decided to use a spreader bar to make sure her legs were kept well apart, primarily to maintain the view, and we decided on a safe word rather than responding to words like stop (and we explained this to the men, although we didn’t say what the safe word was).

Laura went first, with us attaching the spreader bar to her legs and extending it so her legs were wide apart, before Nikki held her shoulders and I applied the wand to her clit (from above so as to not obstruct the view). Laura started trying to move her body as the vibrations gained strength, her first orgasm hitting whilst she was still on medium vibrations. She kept trying to wriggle free of the wand, and I had to concentrate on following her movements. I lost count but was told she came three times before she started complaining about her poor clit and how it was suffering. She began begging for us to stop with around 4 minutes to go, but she didn’t use the safe word, so we carried on. Unfortunately for her, she came with ten seconds to go, so by rule, we carried on until she came again, a further 90 seconds later. When I removed the wand, her clit was enormous and vibrant red, a result of the 12½ minutes of direct stimulation and 8 orgasms.

As she cuddled with her husband shortly after, Laura admitted that was the most she had ever cum in one go. Her husband had managed to get five in a row out of her, but she suspects he’d have stopped when she was begging.

So, next up was Nikki, but she decided she needed to piss before her turn. I was looking forward to this, to finding out why my husband loves to watch it so much. She got into the agreed kneeling position with her husband holding both the bowl and her lips apart. But despite contortions on her face, she didn’t start pissing. She had stage fright. I knelt down behind her and whispered encouragement in her ear and helped her to relax, and soon, after a minute or two, a single drop of piss emerged from her pisshole, before being joined by another and then a short stream. As she relaxed, her stream got stronger her facial expression changed to relief. But all too soon, the fantastic view was over as her strong stream turned into a dribble, then dried up. Her husband hurriedly lay down and she knelt over him and brought her cunt to meet his eager tongue.

After a good amount of licking, she got up and assumed the seated position Laura had just vacated. As her husband retook his seat, we attached the spreader bar to her legs, and I showed Laura how to use the wand. This time, I was to hold Nikki’s shoulders whilst Laura wielded the wand. Nikki didn’t wriggle like Laura did – in fact she was almost grinding her clit into the end of the wand. She got to six orgasms, the sixth a mere ten seconds after her time slot has elapsed. I looked down at her clit and saw that it too was enormous and vibrant red. I knew my clit was next and I couldn’t wait.

I took up the position and Nikki applied the spreader bar. I did wriggle as she applied the wand to my clit, but I didn’t even get a noticeable break in contact. Nikki was relentless in pursuit of my clit. I tried to delay cumming for as long as I could, but Nikki started talking about how I had to “cum like the orgasm loving slut she knows I am”. That did it. I erupted into a wave of orgasm, that went on and on for a couple of minutes (apparently – seemed a lot longer to me). When the orgasm died down, I still had a minute to go, and I knew my poor clit and cunt had to have another orgasm in them. Ideally, I would have stopped, but I wasn’t going to be the only one to use the safe word. I think Laura realised my predicament, so she started talking about how the biggest sluts always have another orgasm in them, and about how my cunt wouldn’t let me down. Just hearing her say those words and Nikki joining in meant that I was soon back in the right frame of mind. It took about 5 minutes of slut talk and direct wand-to-clit contact before I came, in a thirty second wave. Only then was my poor clit freed from the torment of the wand.

Laura’s husband loved the dirty talk coming from his wife, and she looked pleased with herself. Nikki also looked pleased with how large and red my clit was. I however was completely drained and didn’t move from Laura’s arms when Nikki released me from the spreader bar. I wasn’t sure how the hell I was going to complete the final fuck that was still to come.

Four Become Six (Part One)

Today was the day that our throng of sex watchers increased from four to six. It was Laura and her husband’s first watchers party, and in their eagerness, they were first to arrive at our house, with Nikki and her husband shortly after. The men were already getting very excited, as it was obvious all three women weren’t wearing bras. My tits were the largest (at 34H), but Nikki’s weren’t much smaller (at 34GG) and Laura was the smallest (although hardly small at 32G). However, we were all large enough that our tits were swinging wildly and making their unleashed presence felt, and all three of us were excited too, as our nipples were standing proudly to attention.

So, as a first activity, I climbed on board my exercise bike, being sure that I wasn’t sitting on the fabric of my dress. As I began peddling against a large gear, my tits started exaggerated and rhythmic swinging, pushing against the fabric of my dress. The men were captivated. After a couple of minutes, I stopped peddling, lifted up my arms and Nikki and Laura lifted off my dress, leaving me totally naked on the bike. I peddled again for a couple of minutes, with all present being mesmerised at the rhythmic but uncontained swinging of my tits.

When I’d had enough (i.e., before my tits started hurting from the motion), I climbed off the bike and waved Nikki onto it. She did the same, although with slightly more vigorous peddling than I did, so her tits were swinging somewhat more violently than mine were, and again, we lifted off her dress leaving her naked on the bike for her second batch of peddling. Nikki got off and waved Laura onto the bike, and Laura clambered on eagerly. Laura had a somewhat exaggerated sway to her body, which enhanced the swing of her tits. She stopped peddling and Nikki and I lifted off her dress, to reveal her body naked apart from her trademark white cotton thong, which was adorned with the message “Watch meeeeee cum”. She restarted her exaggerated sway whilst peddling until her couple of minutes were up, then we helped her off the bike, she moved to centre stage, turned round so that her ass faced the men, then slowly slipped the thong over her ass cheeks, and dropped it to the floor. The men all cheered as she did so. She then turned round, and her husband gasped at the sight of her totally bald cunt. He has wanted her to wax everything off for ages, but this was the first time she had ever done so.

She knelt in front of him and freed his cock from his trousers. It was pretty hard already. She slowly put his cock to her lips and started working it with her tongue, and it grew harder and longer quite quickly, and she removed it from her mouth and aimed it at the top of her tits. It wasn’t long before he spewed cum all over her tits, and then he went limp in her hand quite quickly. She leant back on her heels, then got up, curtsied, and asked everyone how that was. “Pure porn” Nikki replied. “Fucking amazing” I replied. My husband said he thought she ought to leave the cum there, as a sign of what a slut she was. “I had every intention of doing so” was her reply.

Wow. Nikki and I had something to live up to. Laura had really upped the ante – she carried out the plan with a certain flair and panache. We relaxed with some fruit punch, as Laura revealed that she always imagined herself being a porn diva, but never thought she’d live it. There would be lots of chances for her to live her dream, but right now, Nikki was in need of cock.

We had decided beforehand on Seated Reverse Cowgirl, with the man sitting on the sofa and the woman facing the audience sliding up and down his cock.

Nikki undid the zip on her husband’s trousers and pulled out his cock. She stroked at it for a few seconds until it started to become hard. Then she turned round and lowered her cunt onto his cock, then leant back against his body, giving the best view of her impaled cunt to the enthralled crowd. He grabbed on to her tits with his hands and helped her to ride up and down his cock. All four watchers were mesmerised by her body, and by his cock disappearing and reappearing rhythmically. She began encouraging him to hold off cumming for as long as possible, as she wanted more cock. You could tell from his face that he was fighting, and he lasted a good few minutes, but finally, his cock and balls gave that tell-tale twitch that signified her cunt was being filled with cum. His cock quickly became limp and slid out of her cunt, dragging a little cum out with it. By rule, she was not allowed to remove the cum, so her inner thigh was marked with a shiny trail.

Her husband let go of her tits, and she slid sideways, so she was sitting next to him. We chatted about what we saw (in particular Laura and her husband and their first public view of the fucking), and then Nikki then pointed towards me as the next cunt to be fucked.

As attention switched to me, I realised that I couldn’t ignore my bladder throbbing any more and that before I fucked, I’d need to be the first person to avail of our plan. As I announced my problem, Nikki and Laura clapped and squealed with delight. I explained to the men that we had decided to piss in the lounge in front of everyone, and that our partners needed to help. My husband was very keen! I knelt on the floor (facing the audience with my knees somewhat apart), and following my instruction, he held a tray between my legs with one hand and parted my cunt lips with the other, revealing my pisshole to the audience. Then, when he was ready, I started to release my stream. My initial feelings of relief were replaced with an overwhelming feeling of depravity – I mean, I’ve pissed with my husband for years, but never so publicly and so openly in front of others. I fucking enjoyed it though. When my stream had stopped, I told him I had finished, and he put the tray down. Then I told him the final part of the plan, and that was to use his mouth to clean me off, rather than toilet paper. He eagerly lay down on the floor and I knelt with my knees either side of his head, and he keenly licked my cunt clean, staring up past my tits to my eyes as he did it. As he finished, Laura pointed at the straining cock within his trousers, so I got up, turned round, freed his cock, and then lowered my cunt onto it (in a classic reverse cowgirl).

He was already rock hard, so I could just ride him. He could only see my ass, but the audience all moved so they could see his cock impaling my cunt. He didn’t last long and filled me with cum almost instantly, but he was so excited, he stayed hard so I could ride him for a long time. About 15 minutes in, I slightly adjusted my position and made the magic connection of his cock and my clit. It didn’t take much rubbing before I came, and I carried on going and came three more times before my body gave way and I collapsed on top of him. Still embedded in my cunt, I felt his cock expand one last time and deposit another load of cum in me.

After a period of applause and adoration, Nikki and Laura helped me up and hugged me, and then I turned round and blushed slightly. Then Nikki turned to Laura and reminded her that we still hadn’t seen them actually fuck, and there was still time before dinner. Before the event, Laura had told us that she needed to keep playing with her husband’s cock to help him to stay live, and indeed, she’d been doing so whilst Nikki and I were fucking. So, he was ready to go and sitting in a position to receive Seated Reverse Cowgirl. She played with his hard cock, then lowered herself onto him, guided by his hands on her ass. She looked up to see all four observers looking intensely at her filled cunt and cum covered tits. She slid up and down his cock for a few minutes and his cock twitched and deposited more cum inside her, and quickly slid out of her cunt. Short but very sweet – we’d seen them fucking and we’d seen him cumming, and we were all thrilled about that. Four had truly become six over the course of the last couple of hours, but we were worried that the men wouldn’t recover before the second penetrations we had planned. Still, we had planned recovery time for them with food and other activities, so hopefully they’d be ready for the final fuckings of the night. The night was still young, and we had awesome plans…..

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