The parties became more and more frequent as the summer progressed. Once, they held three orgies in one week!
Tom became healthy and happy again.
It was a great summer.
The pleasures that Paula was having were reflected in her work. Her writing became extremely hot and her public couldn't get enough of her.
Paula couldn't get enough of Bruce and Tom. She took them at every opportunity she had. She took them in her cunt and mouth and up her lovely ass. She jerked them off with her hands and let them pump off their loads between her breasts and buttock mounds. She just couldn't get enough of their juices. She took it in her and on her and watched as they jacked off hot climaxes for her while she gladly did the same for them.
Her work benefited from all of her sex. She wrote an entire novel during the month of August.
The men were going to The Backdoor Club more and more often, and spending less time working out while there, and more time with the girls. Carol noted this to Paula and the two ladies began to compensate by having their own afternoon session more often.
Bruce returned from work early one hot afternoon and caught the two wives in action. He entered his bathroom and found them going at it in the shower. Carol was leaning back against the tiled wall while Paula was kneeling in front of her and sucking her off. Paula's talented tongue was flickering like crazy on the other girl's clitty, driving Carol mad with passion. The lush brunette had her eyes closed and was moaning with her feelings of ecstasy, her ass was pounding as she drove her crotch towards a climax on Paula's mouth.
Bruce almost came in his pants. He quickly stripped and joined the ladies in the shower, and, just as Carol shook with her eventual orgasm, he knelt behind his wife and shoved his aroused prick up Paula's ass.
A hot, impromptu threesome followed.
Tom Prince never went to The Backdoor Club again without having sex. In fact, now he was visiting the club specifically for sex! And, he began going there every afternoon!
Tom was evidently trying to make up for lost time.
Bruce and Tom entered the locker room an stripped off their shorts. Tom inspected his good body in the mirrors. "Do you think the girls are getting mad at us for coming here so often?"
"Naw!" said Bruce. "They don't care. As long as we have our weekly orgies, they're happy… besides, I found out that they're having their own little bouts of sex in the afternoons."
"Oh? How did you find that out?"
"I caught them in the act," Bruce said, grinning "I came home early one day and found my wife eating yours in our shower."
"Jesus…"
"Needless to say, I jumped in!"
"I don't blame you."
Bruce stepped under the shower and started to soap down. In a moment, a young girl passed through and asked him if he would like some sex. Bruce said sure and the lady stepped into the shower with him, went down on her knees an started sucking him off.
Tom looked at his friend having his blow job. His prick suddenly jerked and Tom looked at it. It was hard and jumping around, as if he was getting the suck as well as Bruce.
In the shower, the girl was sliding a soapy hand in and out of Bruce's butt cheeks, stimulating him anally while she licked him off. She used her other hand to stroke his throbbing member at its base while she used her soft lips on its mushroomed head.
Tom looked over at Bruce and looked down himself. God, this was incredible! His own cock was jumping and pumping of itself, as if he was also having a mouth job. He was so in tune with h comrade that he was feeling the effects of his sex b just watching!
Bruce suddenly grabbed the girl's head an began to piston his hips, fucking her mouth wit long, fast strokes. From the look of concentration on his face, it was very obvious that he was close to climax.
"I really look forward to these sessions," said Bruce. "All day long, I think about nothing but… OOO!… THIS!" With one last shove, Bruce went in and began shooting off between the girl lips. He quickly filled her mouth with his cum.
Tom couldn't believe what was happening! I desperation, he grabbed his own dick and pulled on it.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" announced Bruce Clarke as he blew his wad.
"Oh… Holy Shit!" cried Tom. "I'm gonn come too! Oh… it's going to happen"
"Tom? A hand job..?"
"There's nothing I can do to stop it! Jesus! Tom gasped and his body did a little dance. Bruce thought he looked funny. "IT'S GOING TO HAPPEN!!!"
Tom closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensations of his arriving come. He might as well enjoy it.
Bruce finished his climax and pulled out of the girl's mouth. He leaned back against the wall resting, and lazily watched Tom.
Tom's cock gave a mighty jerk in his hand any began to spit it's lusty, hot load. "Oh… yes! There! I'm coming!" His entire body quivered with pleasure.
"I must say, Thomas," said Bruce with a grin. "I am impressed!"
That was the lifestyle for the two friends throughout August. Three or four times a week they would meet at The Backdoor Club for some fast sex. Other nights they would trade wives and play games.
It turned out to be a good summer, after all!
"Come on, Chargette. Just once?"
"No, Bruce. You know the rules"
"I don't see where just one nice fucking is gonna hurt."
"I'll lose my job."
"Okay… I suppose…"
"Do you want to have me or not?"
"I want your cunt."
"Bruce!"
"Okay, babe… bend over."
Chargette braced herself against the back of a chair. Her twin mounds opened enticingly and Bruce moaned when he saw her like that. She did look good!
He was already naked. He stepped up to her and aimed his quivering pole at her pink anus. He pushed and she moved back a few inches, accepting his length and swallowing him deeply into her asshole.
Bruce had to admit that this was great sex. Chargette had a tight, hot, smooth rectum that was made for anal sexplay. Her talented ass could milk and pump him like any pussy he had ever dipped into… in fact, even better than most. Chargette was a pro with her ass!
But Bruce was still denied the one thing he wanted most… her sweet cunt! As many times as he had used this lovely girl, taken her up the ass and in her mouth and hands, fucked off between her tits and buttcheeks, jacked off for her and sprayed her with his jizm, he had never been granted the chance to penetrate her front hole. It had become like an obsession to him. He dreamed about her pussy. He indulged in hot, masturbatory fantasies about her cunt, and how it would wrap around his cock, suck it in, pull on it, wet and sweet and hot and juicy!
It looked as if Bruce would only get to dream, and never really have the chance to plunge his prick into that wonderful opening. Only in his dreams.
Bruce began to pump. He looked down briefly to watch his long cock begin its work. It went in and out between the girl's lovely, rounded asscheeks, appearing and disappearing with stroke after stroke of anal delight.
It felt good, and he responded. His dick juiced up nicely and made the girl's shit channel wet and slippery for a good fucking. She was hot and she used her body to respond to -him, taking him and pumping his cock off with her tight ass.
But it just wasn't the same as having her up the cunt!
Bruce decided to try one last ploy. "Baby… if you let me fuck you, I'll buy you a nice present."
"You are fucking me."
"I mean up the cunt."
"Sorry."
"I'll buy you a fur coat."
"I already have a number of fur coats."
"A diamond ring? Come on, Chargette. It's only another hole."
"Sorry"
"I'll bet you let your boyfriend have it."
"That's my business."
"Why won't you let me have it like that… baby?"
"I told you… it's against the rules!"
"Shit!"
"Sorry"
"No… OOOOO… I'm gonna come!"
"Good! Then maybe you'll forget about fucking my pussy."
"Oh, WOW!"
Bruce began stabbing into the blonde's asshole with faster and deeper jabs, going for his come. Everything else was out of his mind, now, except the sensations of his rising climax.
His hips pistoned. Chargette used her back hole to expertly milk him towards his release. Suddenly, his balls jerked and gave a high jump arid his prick throbbed with the pre-spasm of his impending come, and he groaned loud enough for everyone in the place to hear him.
"Must be another guy getting off in Chargette's ass," said one of the patrons in a sauna bath. "She always does that to 'em."
Bruce shoved deep and held. His prick gave another dry jerk, and another, then his juice exploded from the head of his cock, filling the girl's ass.
Bruce stood and shook throughout his come. He held his cock in place until all his spunk was out, then slowly withdrew it from Chargette's anal canal.
The blonde lovely stood and reached back to rub her ass. "You sure aren't getting any smaller," she said to Bruce with a playful smile.
Bruce grinned at her. "Now, baby… how about that screw between your legs, like we've been talking about…"
"Bruce!"
Chargette stood and watched Tom Prince working out. He looked so good.
It was the next day after she had serviced Bruce. She loved Bruce, but he was so persistent. She loved teasing him.
But Tom was different. He was quieter, stronger in character. Darker. Chargette liked dark men. He was so good looking!
She watched his fantastic body working and she bit her lower lip in deep thought.
What the hell! Why not! A girl only lived once! She decided to approach Tom.
"Hello, Tom," she said, walking slowly up to him.
"Hi, Chargette." He reached for a towel to wipe the sweat from his brow.
"It looks like you're having a good work out," said the girl.
"Not bad"
"Say… I was wondering… you know, a girl needs certain things, once in a while… you know…"
"What are you talking about?" Tom looked puzzled.
Chargette bit her lip again. Tom Prince had the little pro stuttering like a school girl on her first date. "Tom?" she asked, finally. "Would you like to make love to me?" It came out a soft whisper.
"Sure!" said Tom. "Bend over…"
"Uh… I don't mean like that. I mean… you know… like a husband and wife do it."
"You mean…?" Tom couldn't believe this was happening.
"Yeh. In my other hole."
"You mean fuck you up the cunt!?!"
"Shhhhh! Jesus! You're gonna get me fired! If my boss finds out…"
"Well… what?"
"We can go into a back room I know about. I'll let you do it to me in secret."
"Wow… I can't believe this!"
Chargette took Tom by the hand and carefully led him into the back room she was talking about. The secretiveness added spice to the adventure, and Tom grinned with the fun he was having.
When they had entered the little storage room, Chargette closed the door behind them and came into Tom's powerful arms to be kissed. He complied, passionately, his tongue entering her sweet mouth and exploring.
The kiss lasted a long time, then the blonde pulled away, breathless. "That's the first time you ever kissed me, Tom."
"Yeh…"
"Do you like me?"
"You know I do, baby."
"I just have to try it with you… just once. I hope you don't mind…"
"Are you kidding?!"
Chargette laughed and slipped out of her little dress. She was naked beneath it and ready for action.
Tom hastily pulled down his shorts and jock strap. His impressive wang sprang into view. He kicked the clothes aside and stepped up to Chargette and took her into his arms again for another kiss. Her soft body felt good pressed against his.
The girl reached down to feel Tom's cock. It grew hard and full of power in her grasp. She stroked him briefly, letting his prick swell and fill with need for her.
But she wasn't going to tease him. She wanted him, then, just as badly as he wanted her. She hadn't been with her boyfriend in a number of days and she needed a good fuck.
This would be the first time she ever let a customer screw her in the cunt! She wondered if she should charge him.
Chargette leaned back against a table, letting her ass rest on it. She spread her legs and opened for Tom.
Tom Prince looked into Chargette's cunt and couldn't believe this was happening. This was just too good to be real! Her pussy, opened and inviting, looked so good. Coral depths, wet and ready, opened for him to use now, as he pleased.
Tom couldn't wait a second longer. He moved over to the girl, leaned on her and aimed his prong at her slit, using his hand to guide himself. Chargette also reached down and guided him with her fingers, placing the tip of his cock directly at the hot opening of her slot.
Tom hesitated. He looked into her eyes and she smiled at him and gave a little nod.
"Go ahead, Tom. Take me!"
"Can I… really?"
"Yes!"
She gave a little shove with her hips and his cock was going between the lips of her hole, the tip now buried. Only the very tip. He moved this and he felt how wet and ready she was and her little clit was hard and responding, and then she gave another push with her hips and he went in!
All the way with one sweet, deep, long slide!
"Oh, my God!" said the blonde. "You're in me! You're inside me!"
"Yes!"
"Tom! It's in! It's in!"
"Yes… baby! Yes!"
Then Chargette did something with her body that caused Tom's cock to stroke in and out, in and out, two long, deep glides that made him shudder from head to toe.
He couldn't believe how good she was, how tight and wet and hot and juicy and sweet and fine. Just like he knew she would be!
Tom went wild with his passion for her. He began to screw into her hole with deep, sure strokes, grinding his butt to move in and out and around and dip for plunge after delicious plunge into that tender, wonderful cunt!
Chargette responded. She began humping her ass to meet and take Tom's fuck. Her body moved with the rhythm of sex, twirling and rising and dipping, her loins accepting eagerly what was happening in them.
"Oh," she gasped into his ear. "Fuck me! Fuck Me! Fuck me, Tom! Do it!"
"Yes… oh, baby… my sweet baby… you're so good… so good… my baby… I… I'm fucking you! I'm fucking!"
"Yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass off!"
A weird thought suddenly crossed Tom's mind. If he fucked her ass off, how would she make a living?
He would ask her. "Chargette?"
"What, baby? Oooooh!"
"Never mind."
"Baby!"
"Oh… yes! My sweet thing… my baby… my precious…"
"Tom!"
He knew he wasn't going to make his fuck last long. He could already taste the rising cum in his meat. His cock was just dying to shoot it's hot load into her, and he thought he felt some drools of his spunk already escape the hole in his dick and ooze into her. He couldn't control himself. It was just too damn good!
But Chargette was filled with the same need and passion as her partner. Her climax was only a few strokes away.
"Don't stop! Don't stop, Tom," she begged. "If you stop now, I'll kill you!"
"Baby…" He had no intentions of stopping!
Her hole was so juiced up now that it made slurping sounds as Tom fucked into it. Her cream was gushing out around his cock and balls, coating him. This was one turned-on lady!
Chargette's big moment was almost at hand. She was set to burst her goodies.
"Here comes my fun!" she announced to Tom.
She drove herself to it. Her ass bounced and ground with a new power. Her hips literally pistoned and Tom held her and tried to match her strokings, but he couldn't meet the passion she was showing! His own senses were reeling with the feelings of his sex and building come.
Chargette was right at the peak, and she didn't let it last, but pushed herself over. She wanted it!
She clutched Tom's muscular shoulders. "Tom!" she gasped in his ear. "You did it, darling! I'm going to come! I'm going to come! Soon! Baby… here I gooooo! Now! Let it be now! Now! Now! Now! Now! NOW!"
Chargette went off and Tom wasn't far away from his own moment of bliss. He went for it, driving his pecker in her spasming, foaming pussy with a new force.
Never had he fucked like this! Never in his life had he wanted anything so bad, so much as to let his load go into this wonderful girl's box! He had to.
"Tom!" Chargette felt his cock swell and jerk inside of her.
"Char… gette! Oh! I'm gonna come, baby! I'm gonna blowwwww!"
"Let it go! Take me! Take me!"
"Can I, baby… inside you?"
"Yes! Yes, baby! YES!"
Tom couldn't believe it. He just couldn't believe it! His hips pistoned, jerked and went crazy as he began to spasm.
This was it!
"Iiiiimad… oh!" He had tried to say, "I made it!" Which was obvious to the blonde girl for her hole was full to overflowing as he poured himself into her.
Spasm followed spasm. Chargette thought he would never stop coming! He held himself deep in her and his body tensed, motionless, and all of his senses were concentrating on the myriad sensations of his climax.
Gob after hot, wet gob shot powerfully from his throbbing member, bursting and shooting high up into her belly. It pooled there, overflowed, gushed out around his dick and balls and all down her straining thighs.
Never had an orgasm felt so good or lasted so long. Tom couldn't even have imagined how fantastic this lush girl really was.
Finally, it was over, and Tom collapsed, listless, on top of her.
"Tom? Baby… would you hand me a towel… over there?"
"Ugh!"
"Please? I'm a mess!"
Tom withdrew his spent, flaccid prick from her sopping wet hole and stood up. He reached over and tossed a towel to the girl.
"Thanks," she said, snatching it out of the air.
"Baby…" He walked over to her and kissed her on the face, letting his lips play lovingly over her cheeks, forehead and eyes. "I… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that…"
Chargette chuckled. "It was my idea. Don't worry about it."
Tom still couldn't believe it actually happened! He had really fucked Chargette's cunt!
Wait until he told Bruce Clarke!
"Tom?" asked Chargette. "Please don't tell Bruce about this."
So much for that idea!
Bruce Clarke woke next to his beautiful, naked, sleeping wife. Paula was so gorgeous when she was sleeping with her mouth open. He was hard, and maybe he could put his cock into her lips for a sneak-suck?
Bruce rolled his own muscular nakedness over next to his wife's soft body and chuckled at the thought. He took Paula in his arms and kissed her awake.
"What are you doing, fuck-head! Leave me alone!" Paula could be a bear when she first woke up.
She pushed Bruce's chest and he held her tight, playing with her tits. Finally she gave in to his strength and melted against him, her belly hot against his loins.
"Good morning, dear," said Bruce. "I love you"
"My darling… I love you, too. You know that…"
"Sure. It's just that you're such a bitch when you first wake up."
"Fuck you!"
"Will you?"
"Later…"
Paula pushed away from him and got out of their bed. She padded downstairs, not bothering to put any clothes on, and fixed a pot of coffee.
In a moment, Bruce joined her in the kitchen. He went to the refrigerator and poured himself a glass of orange juice. He pulled two vitamin tablets out of the cupboard and downed them, followed by the juice.
"We have the games tonight with the Princes," said Paula. "Remember?"
"How could I forget? I've been thinking about it all week."
"We're playing SEX WARS again, and this time I get to be Princess Lay-you!"
"Fine. As long as I don't have to be Hands Solo again, and jack off for everybody."
"You can be a robot and fuck me like a machine!"
"Sounds great!"
Paula poured the mugs of coffee and sat with her husband at the little kitchen table. "I'm sure glad you and Tom made up."
"Me, too"
"It would have been a hell of a summer for us without the Games!"
No truer words were ever spoken!
Next door, at the Prince's house, Carol was also up making coffee. When the pot was brewing, she went back into her bedroom and looked at her sleeping husband.
Tom was lying naked on the bed, his head cradled in his arm and a smile on his passionate mouth. His big penis was presented nicely to Carol, flaccid and lying across his muscled thigh.
Tom stirred, and his prick began to grow hard. It snaked up his belly and quivered. He must have been having a dream.
He gasped, and the word, "Chargette" came out.
Tom opened his eyes and saw Carol watching him in the doorway, naked and totally beautiful. He stretched and grinned at his wife, and his cock twitched with anticipation.
"Hello, babe…" he said.
"Dreaming about that little blonde again?" asked Carol.
Tom lifted his arms, invitingly. "Come here…"
"Behave yourself."
Tom smiled and reached down to feel his cock. It drooled into his fingers. He was ready!
"Tom… please!" said Carol, a wry smile lifting one corner of her mouth. "Take a cold shower." She turned her back and he watched her lush bottom roll as she walked away.
"Shit!" said Tom.
He took a cooling shower and that helped a little. His prick stopped throbbing. He could always jerk off.
But there were games tonight, and he knew that he should try to save it.
Tom stepped out of the shower stall and took a towel and began drying off. Carol came back with a cup of black coffee. Tom took a sip and smiled at his wife.
"Thanks, hon"
He grabbed a pair of swimming briefs off a shelf and stepped into these. Carol watched as the tight fabric formed over his round, hard ass and the web cupped his big organ.
"Looks like it's going to be a beautiful day," said Carol. "The perfect Saturday."
"Yeh," said Tom. "With The Games tonight!"
"Are you ready?" asked Carol.
Tom grinned at her. "You bet," he said and ran outside for his morning work out.
Bruce Clarke was also working out, but in a different manner than Tom. He had a new sex magazine laid out in front of him and he was fantasizing that he was stroking oft towards a climax between the butt mounds of the girl on the pages. He was preparing his mind as well as his body for the evening's games.
He stood up when he had had enough of the fantasy and stepped into his shower. The cold water made his organ stop pulsating with need.
When he was finished, he joined Paula on the patio for a light breakfast.
"You look good today, lover," said his wife.
"It sure is a beautiful day," said Bruce, looking up at the blue sky and intense sunshine.
Paula was going over a few notes she had been making for her next book project. It was going to be a novel revolving around anal sex and was partly based on Chargette's life.
Bruce decided to go for a swim while his wife worked. He stood up and stretched his good body. He spotted Tom Prince in his yard next door, ready to dive from his board. The men waved to each other.
Paula looked up to see Tom's dive and then her own husband's lithe form jogged over to their pool and cleaved the air for his leap.
Paula gave a little shiver of anticipation. The two men looked so good and the Games were tonight.
She sighed and turned back to her work. The evening would be here soon enough.
"Roll the dice," said Carol.
"Christ! I sure hope I get more than a four," said Bruce.
He rolled a two.
"Shit!"
"Paula can give you twenty strokes with her hand," said Carol.
Paula reached into her husband's lap and began to jack his quivering dong. She counted off twenty strokes and then stopped jerking.
"Ooooooh," groaned a disappointed Bruce. "Just a few more?"
"No," said Carol. "Just twenty."
"What if I come accidentally?" asked Bruce. "It feels like I'm gonna shoot off at any moment!"
"Then you automatically lose," said Carol.
"Yeh… maybe. But I win an orgasm!"
"Come on, Bruce," said Paula. "At least try."
Tom rolled. He got a six!
"You get to deliver thirty strokes into any hole of mine you want," explained Carol with a smile.
Her husband chose to pump into her cunt. He knelt behind his wife and began to deliver the jabs up her hole and she counted them off. "One, ug!… two, ug!… thooooree!…"
Bruce watched Tom triumphantly fucking his wife. "Shit!" he said. "Some guys have all the luck!"