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My coworker Mark is way too successful a lady's man. He was recently divorced, I thrilled to listen to his exploits. I thought they were mostly BS, because no one could be as successful as he was. Even so, it was fun to listen and fantasize.

 

One day, I got carried away as we swapped exploits. I told him that I knew a guy who liked to fuck his girl and then suck his cum from her. I thought he'd do one of his "oh yeahs, I do that" like he always did. Instead, he told me that was, and I quote, "fucking gross". I didn't defend my friend, but inside I cringed. Of course, I had no friend like that; it was me who enjoyed eating creampies.

 

The following Monday I came into the office and he settled into the chair across my desk to brag, I told him that I had mentioned creampie eating to my wife. I blushed nicely as I told him that she had gone crazy and insisted that I do it right then. Then I turned absolutely red-faced as I told him that I had found it to be the sexiest thing I had ever done. I thought I had acted the part of first-time creampie eater quite well. Mark leered at me, and called me gross. This time, I told him that it had made my wife go so crazy that I had had sex three times over the weekend instead of my once-if-lucky usual.

 

That seemed to reach him. The stopped and looked at me, considering. Then he stood up and left, saying "I still think it is gross".

 

I didn't mention it again, but it was he who brought it up a week later. He told me he had talked to five different girls, and that they had ALL gotten off thinking about it. So... he apologized. But, he admitted, he would never be able to do it because it seemed wrong. I laughed, imagining how strange it was that a guy who would fuck anything that walked could consider something wrong. But in any case, our strained friendship was repaired.

 

Over the next weeks it became a joke, and he told me that all his buds appreciated how hot it made their sex partners, but that every single one of them couldn't bring themselves to do it. I began to wonder how really odd I was, and so I stopped even mentioning it.

 

About four months after I first brought it up, it so happened that my wife decided to cash in my frequent flier miles to visit her ailing grandmother over a weekend. I asked Mark if he'd mind if I tagged along on his usual Friday night. He was highly surprised, because I am generally a homebody. But he told me I was welcome to come along.

 

I found the bar life to be depressingly similar to the one I wanted to forget years earlier. But it was fun to watch Mark and his friends operate. Suddenly, he gripped my arm and nodded off to the door. I saw a large group coming in, about 8 girls and 4 guys. "That's them," he told me. Who? "THEM" he emphasized. Then it clicked.

 

He had spent a couple wild weekends with a group of party girls. These girls didn't just fuck the guys they came home with, but each other! I had listened mouth open as he related how he had fucked them while they ate each other. When he had been exhausted, on they went without him until he recovered. He had actually avoided them the next weekend... he had needed the sleep! The guys they hung with assisted them in their kinks.

 

This was them? I looked them over. They were above average in looks, and certainly not stunning. They didn't outwardly any different than anyone else. I had expected something more... fabulous.

 

The girls and guys looked about, and one of them, a pretty blonde, saw Mark. She grabbed a friend and they made their way over with the others more or less following along, still looking. They looked on the prowl.

 

The blonde walked straight up to Mark and kissed him. He looked surprised, but she kept kissing him until he responded. Then she broke the kiss, smiling widely at him. The friend then kissed him, albeit more sisterly. I looked at her more closely, automatically delegating the blonde to the "unattainable" category. She was really cute, cuter than the blonde, which short brown hair with auburn highlights. She was wearing bright red lipstick, which was always a turn on for me.

 

"Hi sexy," the blonde said to Mark. Her body language said 'take me to bed now', but Mark seemed unimpressed.

 

"Hi" he answered.

 

"This is my friend Megan," she said, indicating the cute friend. "Megan, this is Mark." Megan's eyes went wider and she smiled. Hmmmm, I thought. They'd been talking about him.

 

"This is Steve," Mark said. I waved 'Hi', knowing they'd ignore me soon enough. "Steve, this is Tabitha", he said. I nodded at her, but smiled at Megan. "You'd like Steve," Mark said.

 

"Tell me on the dance floor," Tabitha said, gripping his hand and leading him to dance. I fought my urge to offer Megan a drink, remembering Mark's advice that it was a waste of money. Instead I smiled at her and asked if she knew Tabitha well. She flushed, and then smiled brightly, answering that she knew her really well.

 

Knowing what I knew, I let out a small chuckle. "What?" she demanded.

 

"Let's just say I wish I knew you as like you know Tabitha." She looked at me, realizing I knew. She seemed flustered. "Want to dance?" I offered. She recovered enough to take my hand and say "sure, why not".

 

It was a medium slow song, my favorite for country dancing. We didn't have to merely rock back and forth, but could shuffle around a bit. I am a decent dancer, and Megan seemed to enjoy twirling. I found we were having fun. But the very next song was one of those uncomfortable slow ones, so we exited the floor. I found where I put my beer, and offered her a swig. To my great surprise, she did!

 

After the song, Mark and Tabitha came off the floor. Tabitha grabbed Megan and dragged her to the bathroom, saying 'c'mon'. I looked at Mark, who was wearing a shit-eatin' grin. "What?" I wanted to know.

 

"I told Tabitha about your liking creampies. She got a really crazy look in her eyes. I think if you play your cards right... you could score tonite."

 

That brought on a mini-anxiety attack. I was married, no matter how flawed the marriage. Would I stray? Then, sense prevailed: why worry about an unlikely event?

 

It became more likely almost immediately. Tabitha came back with Megan, their lipstick both screwed up. The sight made me stiffen. But they also brought the rest of the crew. Tabitha looked at Mark and then spoke to me. "You guys want to come over to our house and party?" She spoke to both of us but was staring straight at me. I felt unaccustomed butterflies.

 

But Mark took charge. "I don't think so. I think we're gonna stay here and check out the dancefloor more." That brought a serious frown from Tabitha. But she turned to tell the others that she was gonna stay a while and that they could go back without her.

 

The next couple hours were really fun. Megan stayed behind and we danced some more, although guy friends would come over and dance with her too. I felt really appreciated, because she'd always return to me. Tabitha was all over Mark, always whispering in his ear, rubbing his crotch I suspect. From time to time she would look at me, making me rather uncomfortable.

 

Finally it was closing time. Mark took me aside to talk to me. "Look, I know you are a married guy and all," he began, "but Tabitha has the hots for you."

 

I looked at him in surprise. "Me? 'I don't think so Tim,'" I chuckled. Megan had been nice to me, but Tabitha was too stuck on herself and I was sure she thought she was out of my league.

 

"Well, I might have let something slip that you'd rather I hadn't". He looked embarrassed.

 

"OK, what is it," I demanded. I made that 'come along' move with my hand to emphasize my impatience.

 

"I guess I told her that you liked eating creampies.... I thought she was kinky enough to consider it exciting, but she went crazy! She has been asking me all night to have you come back to their place so that you can chow down on her after you fuck her."

 

I was stunned. I didn't know what to say.

 

"I know you are married and I told her you were, but she insisted. No guy has ever wanted to do that and she thinks its the sexiest thing she'd ever heard. Megan too." He looked over at them, and they smiled and made small waves. "Look bud, I won't tell if you won't. I don't know when your next chance for a threesome is...."

 

"Never," I said flatly. My wife would never go for it, in any combination. I'd be a widower before it happened.

 

"How about we just go over there and check out their place. We can have some free beers and you can watch what goes on. And if the urge strikes...." He smiled at me, his sentence not needing completion.

 

We did go over there, and from the outside it was a modest 2 story house. Inside, it was anything but modest. Well, that's not quite true; the building was not extravagent, but the people inside had discarded modesty long ago. I sniffed the air, recognizing the aroma of marijuana. But that wasn't the most immoral part.

 

On the couch, one of the guys was sitting with his pants at his ankles. Laying on the couch with her mouth on his cock was a naked girl, another topless girl stroking her hair and back. I watched her as her hand slid down to finger her friend's pussy.

 

On the floor was a guy, laying on his back. On his face was sitting a girl, wearing a skirt that covered his head as he ate her. She was french kissing another girl who was naked and riding the guys's cock. Her hands were playing with the fucking girl's tits.

 

I didn't know what was going on in the bedrooms, but this was enough to instant arouse me. I knew I'd be invoking the secrecy clause with Mark.

 

"Get you a beer?" Tabitha asked. Mark and I agreed, and Megan directed me to a chair facing the action. She sat on my lap, and opened the beer that Tabitha brought.

 

"How drunk do you have to get?" she asked, looking me right in the eyes. They were dark brown and moist, the kind a like best.

 

I decided to be coy. "What do you mean?"

 

"C'mon! Mark told us you like to suck cum from pussies, and I want to know just how drunk you have to be to do it!"

 

I just laughed. "Honey, I love to do it stone cold sober."

 

"Then why not do it with me?" She had one of the prettiest pouts I'd ever seen. It was apparent that she used charm to get her way.

 

"Because I am married," I said, tired already of saying it.

 

"So what? No one here will say anything." She tucked her hair behind her ear... a motion I found facinating and sexy. It made her eyes stand out and her neck was so deliciously vulnerable to kisses.

 

"Hmmmm. I don't know...." I said. But I did. I looked right into her eyes, and she matched my gaze. Normally, people turn away when I decide to use my most direct look, but Megan didn't. Instead, we both flushed. I deliberately set down my beer and cupped her face in my hands. Then, I looked in her eyes again and simply said, "OK". I drew her face to mine and we kissed.

 

It was an electric kiss that left us both trembling. We had connected somehow and I was anxious to become very connected to her physically. As in, 'put tab A in slot B'. But I controlled myself and kissed her again, and again. In the background, I heard Mark tell me "You go boy!"

 

"Let's go upstairs," Megan suggested. I agreed and she led me through the wilderness of writhing bodies to the stairs. She tried three rooms before she found one with an empty bed. We laid on the bed kissing, my hands rubbing her clothed body. As we caught our breath, she told me, "I like being with you. Normally all the guys just want to fuck as soon as possible. But seem to like taking your time."

 

I smiled and explained that it was part of growing up sexually. But even as I said it, she started to take off my clothes. I suspected that early fucking was something she liked too. To keep the situation more "balanced", I started to undress her too. Compared to the thirty minutes of just kissing, getting naked took no time at all.

 

Megan crawled down to put my cock in her mouth. "Don't!" I ordered, then explained, "I am afraid I'll cum too soon and I want to put all my cum inside you." She smiled, understanding. "Let me eat you instead."

 

Of course, she was most willing. We made a little support out of the pillows and she leaned back against it. Then, she spread her legs and I beheld her pussy. It was beautiful! A glorious pink colour, it looked well used... the kind I like. It was a pleasure to lay between her legs and slowly lick her. "God, you are marvelous," she breathed. Well, when you love to eat pussy it made sense to become proficient, didn't it?

 

In too short a time, she was bucking her pussy against my face and cumming. "Mmmmmmm, that was NICE," she sighed. "You'll have to do that AGAIN."

 

I slid up her body to kiss her with my pussy flavored mouth. "The next time, I'll eating my cum out. How about now?" She gripped my face and kissed me very deeply, and I slid myself into her wet cavern. She felt marvelous, hot and wet and throbbing. I held in as I kissed her, getting accustomed to the extremely pleasant sensations. No use embarrassing myself by cumming tooooo quickly, was there.

 

"Oh yeah," she groaned. "Fuck me now. Fuck me and fill me with your hot cum." Damn, she was exciting! I looked into her young face, flushed with desire and realized I was now fucking someone other than my wife! Oh shit! I had a case of regrets, but then she started to rub her clit, something wifey never did. "Cum on Steve, fuck me. Fill me."

 

It was no use thinking about baseball or any other standard trick. Megan was milking me with her pussy, vaginally and verbally urging me to cum. She pulled me into a kiss and then looked me dead in the eyes. "I want to watch your eyes when you fill me," she said.

 

That was it. I lost myself in her brown liquid pools as I turned her pussy into a creamy pool of goo. Lights flashed in my eyes and I saw stars as I felt my semen squirting out and out and out into her. It was so wonderfully satisfying.

 

She roused me out of a stupor with her kisses, and smiled brightly at me. "I love watching that," she said. "What're you doing?" she asked as I pulled out and slid down the bed to kneel on the floor at the foot of the bed. "OmMyGod," she moaned as I pulled her by the ankles to me, then spread her legs to be confronted by her pussy, merely an inch away.

 

I left out a growl of hunger as I inspected her wide open hole, glistening with her juices. I saw a thin trail of my own semen... and dove in tongue first. I used my lips to keep her lips apart and pushed my tongue in as far as I could. I scooped out our mixed juices, the tip of my tongue finding the forward wall of her vagina and rubbing it until it came out and flicked across her clit.

 

Megan's reaction was typical. Her pussy was more sensitive because of the fucking, every nerve tingling as I rubbed them. She loved the eager mouthsex given by someone who loved it and knew what he was doing. Her moans and little encouragements told me she found the action a taboo... and she loved it all the more because it was.

 

I had cum quite a lot, and I spent a long time eating it back out. I put my mouth over her opening and sucked gently, coaxing a stream of cum juice to run out into my eager mouth. The thick cream of my cum was being diluted by the copious juices she was making herself. By the time I was done, she had cum again, the orgasm squeezing out more cum. MMMmmm!!

 

I was about to stand when I heard rushing feet and then the bed bounced. I looked up to see that a naked Mark and Tabitha had jumped on board. They were smiling broadly, and I saw that Mark had a large johnson... covered with saliva and lipstick. Pretty soon I was sure it would have pussy juice all over it.

 

"So, has he ate his sperm from you?" Tabitha said to Megan.

 

Megan smiled and reached out to take my hand and pull me on top of her. "MMmmm, YES he has. It was wonderful."

 

"Dude," Mark said, "you are too much."

 

"Will you eat Mark's cum from me?" Tabitha asked, "Or, should I ditch him?" She laughed.

 

"He has to put some cream in first," I said.

 

"No problem!" he grinned. Then he rolled Tabitha onto her back as she squealed. He shoved his cock in, 1/2 way the first thrust and all the way the second. Megan and I pounced on her tits, sucking and nibbling on them. The bed shook as Mark fucked her hard. After a few minutes, he growled, "roll over."

 

Tabitha got on her hands and knees and Mark rammed it home. Megan slid under and sucked on Tabitha's clit, making Tabitha shake. Tabitha slid Megan over more so that she could finger her. Mark found the site horny as hell, and began to cum hard, gasping. He held in, draining, and then pulled out. Megan wrapped her lips around him, suckling his creamy cock.

 

"Steve, sloppy fuck me. Get me all gooey for you." I did, pushing into her already cum-filled pussy. It was a bit like fucking pudding, her insides slimy and sticky and hot. Her cunt made really wet sounds, and the thought of eating a double load excited me a lot. I held on for maybe ten minutes, watching Tabitha licking her fingers as she finger fucked Megan.

 

I came again, a very satisfying orgasm, but not with as much semen. Then I crawled underneath her and pulled her hips down to me. My fucking had forced some cum out, and this I licked off from around her gaping hole. Then I spread her hanging lips and began to eat her. Immediately, ounces of cumjuice slid out and into my horny mouth. I had to swallow fast to keep up. It was incredible! I ate Tabitha to a tremendous orgasm, her knees collapsing and her pussy gushing cum.

 

"That was really really gooodddd," she panted. "I think I can get into this creampie thing." Megan came over and licked the excess cream from my face. Having a sexy girl like Megan licking your face was terribly erotic. Mark helped Tabitha up, and they left to have a drink and recover. Megan and I kissed and hugged and I began to finger her as we casually aroused each other.

 

And then something REALLY erotic happened. Another couple came in, alerted by Tabitha and Mark. She laid over the end of the bed and he pushed deep into her. She asked if I would clean her pussy, and I said yes. Megan and I watched as this guy and girl fucked right in front of us. In only a minute or two, he came hard. You guessed it; I knelt behind her and began to tongue his sperm from her. Megan had her roll over and knelt over her face, letting the girl eat her as I thoroughly enjoyed cleaning her.

 

Somehow, this began a cycle, as couple after couple would come in to orgasm and get cleaned. In one lull, Megan remarked that she'd never seen so much cum. I smiled and told her I have never EATEN so much cum. It was probably the most sexually charged hours I'd ever spent.

 

Eventually, Megan told me she wanted to eat the next one. I said OK, but that I was going to fuck her while she did. Not more than a minute later, our next "customer" appeared. After he had squirted in her, I had Megan lay on her back and the girl mounted her face. It was intensely erotic to slowly fuck her while listening to both the girls moaning like crazy. Megan's clit was rock hard, so I had the other guy come down and lick it. Bam! Megan came hard, moaning very loudly. I kept fucking, feeling her powerful spasms gripping my cock. It was only my previous orgasms that allowed me to ride it out.

 

After they left, I laid on Megan and licked the cum off her face like she'd done for me. Then we slowly screwed, enjoying the pleasurable feelings of a man and woman comingling. At that point, we were so comfortable with each other that I didn't even feel the need to cum. Instead, we drifted off to sleep my mutual assent, my cock still hard and buried deep in her.

 

Early in the morning, I awoke, feeling kisses on my face. "It was great last night," she told me. "You are some lover."

 

I smiled. I hadn't been complimented like that in quite some time. "Thank you," I said. I didn't know what else to say, and my momma had taught me to simply accept a compliment.

 

"I'm wondering if you would ass fuck me." I looked at her, amazed at the gift she was offering. My wife had never ever contemplated letting me do that. And yet, here was an insanely sexy young woman offering just that. I looked at her, her hair tossled from vigorous romping and sleep, her lipstick gone, but her eyes shining brightly. She was beautiful.

 

"Yes, ma'am," I said, and I did.

 

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