Group Sex The Poker Party

Debbie fidgeted, twisting a strand of her long, dark hair with her fingers. She had arrived early and chose a secluded table outside on the deck, overlooking Lake St. Clair. A large market umbrella shaded her from the late morning sun as she watched the steady stream of boats pass in front of her, leaving the marina, heading out for a day on the lake.

A young black woman with a bubbly personality approached her table. "Hello, my name is Crystal, I'll be your server. Will anyone be joining you?"

"Hi Crystal. Yes, I'm expecting two more."

"Can I bring you anything from the bar?"

"Please, a bottle of Chardonnay, with three glasses."

She watched Crystal saunter away, her ass swaying to the gentle rhythm of the piped in music. For some reason, Crystal brought back memories of Lila. They looked nothing alike, but they both had free spirits and both triggered thoughts of desire within her. Crystal's dark hair was tightly braided into cornrows, with dozens of tiny braids hanging well past her shoulders. Her skin was more bronze than black, probably from Jamaica, or one of the other Caribbean islands.

Debbie wondered how she would look with the Caribbean style braids. Her hair was so straight, a trait from her Korean mother. With a Jamaican father, she could easily have looked like Crystal. Instead, she had classic Asian features, albeit with bronze toned skin. They were both about the same size, petite, with small breasts and lithe figures. They could have even had the same father.

She was annoyed with herself for letting Lucy talk her into taking on this ridiculous mission, setting up Linda and Susan so David could fuck their virgin asses. She didn't even know if they were anal virgins. How would she? Goddamn Sally and that stupid poker party. What was Jim thinking, encouraging Sally to suck and fuck her way through the entire poker table, then letting David fuck her virgin ass?

Lucy should have been pissed, but instead it became a game for her, taking it in the ass from David's poker buddies, while convincing their wives to give up their anal cherries to her husband.

Lucy had managed it so adroitly, waiting for an easy opportunity to reel Debbie in. Her plan worked flawlessly, and Debbie willingly gave up her virgin ass to David, not to mention the incredible sex they had with Jeremy and Lila. Hell, even Debbie's husband got into the act, giving Lucy another notch on her belt.

Debbie was way outside her comfort zone, with no idea how to make this happen.

She stood when Crystal brought Linda and Susan to the table. It had been months since they last got together. In fact, she had been avoiding them since her one-night-stand with Jeremy, not wanting to confide her indiscretion to them. Shit, she thought, can this get any worse?

Debbie embraced Linda, standing on her toes to give her a peck on the cheek. She picked up the scent of coconut when Linda's hair brushed against her face. "Your hair is shorter, I like it," Debbie said.

"Thanks," Linda said, "It's my summer cut." She tossed her head to the side, flaring out her jet black curls, then letting them drop back to just above her shoulders. She wore a pair of loose fitting shorts and halter top, exposing her lightly tanned midriff. She had to be working out, Debbie thought.

Susan kissed Debbie on both cheeks, hugging her tightly. Debbie liked the moist feel of her lips and notice Susan's hard nipples pressing into her. For a brief moment, Lila flitted in and out of Debbie's mind. Stop it, she silently told herself.

"It's good to see you," Susan said, "It's been too long."

"Yes, it has," Debbie said, taking both her hands. They were both about the same height, but Susan's body was all curves, easily outweighing Debbie by twenty pounds. She wore a lightweight summer dress, cut so low that the dark tan lines of her large, creamy white breasts were visible, straining against the dress, Her hard nipples stabbed at the thin fabric. Her dark hair was just a shade lighter than Linda's and cut even shorter.

Crystal served the wine while they lamented about not getting together more often and caught up on the mundane gossip of their daily lives. Lunch arrived, along with another bottle. When the plates were cleared, Debbie decided to take the plunge, "Did you hear what happened at the guy's last poker party?"

"Yes," Linda said, disgusted, "Jim brought in a stripper to surprise the guys. What a prick."

"A stripper?" Debbie asked innocently, trying to hide her incredulity.

"What would Sally think if she found out?" Susan opined.

"Look at us, such prudes!" Linda said, "What about that hunk we're ogling in art class?"

"You're taking art classes?" Debbie asked, changing the subject, giving herself time to consider how to deal with the stripper story.

"Yes, just for audit, it's not like we are back in school. It's a lot of fun, last term was portraits, now it's the human body," Linda said.

"So who's the hunk?"

"They don't give out any names, or anything else for that matter. They're just supposed to pose and ignore us while we draw," Susan said.

"A little hard to concentrate?" Debbie chided them.

"Oh yeah, this one guy is built like a greek god; and talk about hung," Linda said, holding her hands like she was talking about the size of a fish she had caught.

"Bigger," Susan said, giggling like a little school girl, glancing over to Linda.

Linda smiled, nodding her agreement. "I get turned on every time I think of that big cock."

Debbie took Jeremy's card out of her purse, and showed them the back of it. "Is this him?"

"Oh my God!" Susan all but shouted.

"Shhh," Debbie said, "people will hear us."

"It's him!" Linda said quietly, the thought of his big cock making her squirm in her chair."

"It's a long story. Who told you about the... er... stripper?" Debbie asked, preempting any further questions about Jeremy.

"Ed did, why?" Susan asked.

"You know that's complete bullshit."

"Damn," Linda said, "I knew that story was lame. Do you know what went on?"

"Yes, but not from Tom, I had to get the story from Lucy."

"So they lied to us?"

"Well... lie is kind of harsh, they just left out a few details."

"Like what?" Susan asked, scooting forward in her chair so that the front edge was pressing up against her damp crotch.

"It wasn't just any stripper, it was Sally."

"No way! Why would she do that?" Linda asked, noticing what Debbie was up to and moving forward in her own chair.

"The way I heard it, her plans fell through and she came back and served the guys drinks. They were having a little fun with her, and started stuffing tips into her pockets. Jim was a big looser at the table, so he suggested she put on a cocktail dress and get the guys to cough up bigger tips."

"Those pricks, how far did she strip?" Susan asked.

"It didn't stop with stripping. She ended up doing all six of them."

"Doing?" Susan asked, feeling the dampness spread in her crotch as she squirmed on the edge of the chair.

"Sucking, then fucking..."

Linda and Susan looked at each other, suddenly comprehending what had gone on at the poker party. After a long silence, Linda asked, "Who knows about this?"

"Lucy, Jane and myself. And now you two."

'I don't understand, how did you find out?"

"I was suspicious of Tom, and thought he was having an affair with Lucy. I confronted her and she told me about it."

"The affair?" Susan asked.

"No, there was no affair, Lucy told me about the poker party."

"Why did you think Tom was having an affair?"

"Just the way he was acting, plus something Jane and Tom let slip at a dinner party. I was just confused, and feeling guilty about my own—."

"Deb-bie!" Linda interrupted, "What did you do?"

"Shhh," Debbie said, leaning in and speaking softly, "sorry, that just came out. I didn't mean to bring that up."

"Well you did sister, better spill your guts. Is that why you have Jeremy's card? Did you get a taste of that big cock?"

"It's a long story. Remember when Tom was gone for a month on the new car design?"

"Yes."

"Well, the day he was supposed to come home, I planned a nice romantic evening. He never showed, instead I got a flower delivery with a note apologizing for the last minute change in plans."

"What's that got to do with... Jeremy," Susan said, finding his name on the card.

"He delivered the flowers."

"What happened?" Linda asked.

"He saw how upset I was and comforted me. We talked for a while, and then I did something really rash."

"What?"

"I asked him to come back and have dinner with me when he was done with his deliveries."

"And?"

"He did. I was weak, and he was so tender and understanding." She leaned in close, drawing both into her confidence, and whispered, "We fucked all night long."

"Debbie!" Susan gasped.

"Hush!" Linda whispered, "you're too loud."

"So, Tom wasn't doing Lucy?" Susan asked.

"Well, not exactly. Lucy went a little wild after David told her about the poker party. Rather than get mad, she decided to get even, and had David set her up with his golf foursome."

"Good grief, Linda," Susan said, "are we the only ones not screwing around?"

Linda laughed, "Apparently so. Who did Lucy take on?"

"Jim, Arthur and Tom."

"Anything else you are leaving out?"

"Yes, David and Lucy have this little thing going. After doing five guys, Sally was a mess by the time she got to David. He hesitated, so Jim had her offer up her virgin ass. Now that's all those two are thinking about. Lucy is taking all the guys in the ass, and David is returning the favor for all the wives."

"Does that include you and Tom?"

"Afraid so, Tom did Lucy and David did me."

"In the ass?"

"Yep."

"Let me guess, you're supposed to be setting us up for David," Linda said, glancing over to Susan to see if she was as turned on as she was.

"Yes, but I'm not very good at it. Lucy was so smooth, making me think the whole thing was my idea."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Oh yeah, Tom too. It's very exhilarating, especially doing a double."

"Double?"

"Two cocks at once," Debbie said.

"Jeez, never in a million years did I suspect something like this from you," Susan said.

"So, what's next?" Linda asked, "Susan and I are ready to get off in our chairs."

"I don't know, I don't have a plan," Debbie confessed, "I told you I wasn't comfortable doing this."

"Susan?" Linda asked, looking for a reaction.

"You know, I feel like we got the short end of the stick here. I like the way Lucy turned the tables on the guys, taking care of herself. She really did the entire foursome?" Susan asked, wondering to herself what it would be like to do four guys.

"Well, at first she just made David watch, but then she eventually did him too," Debbie said.

"When?"

"A few weeks ago, after their Saturday golf round. She had David reserve the guest suite at the club."

"And Tom was there?" Linda asked.

"Yes."

"Maybe we should do the same thing," Linda said, "aren't they all playing golf today?"

"Yes, they're all playing in a charity tournament, but they don't tee off until noon. They won't be done until at least five. Plus, there is some kind of award banquet afterwards."

"Shit!" Linda said, "I'm ready to go now. Do you think we can get them to cut their round short?"

"Let's see, pussy or golf?" Debbie said sarcastically, "It's no contest."

"So you think they'll come?"

"Hell no!" Debbie said, laughing. "It's golf!"

"Right, what was I thinking? After a pause, Linda asked, "Maybe they'll blow off the banquet?"

"It's all seven guys, including our husbands," Debbie said, "do you really want to take them all on?"

"I'm game, there are three of us, so it should be doable. And, we can make Joe and Ed watch," Linda said, "I'm turned on just thinking about it, but I don't want to wait four hours. Assuming they'll come, what do we do until then?"

"How turned on?" Debbie asked, "Are you wet?"

"Deb-bie!" Susan said, raising her voice.

"Oh hush Susan, I'm just curious. It doesn't hurt to ask."

"Probably, I don't know."

"Check," Debbie said, hopefully.

Susan shot her another look of incredulity.

"Go ahead, you can be discreet, no one will see you. Just slip your hand down and check."

Linda gave Debbie a wry smile, apprehensive about performing such an intimate act in public. She fidgeted, running her fingers through her jet-black shoulder length hair, giving it a toss with a shake of her head. She was delaying, building up her courage. She was dressed in a halter top and loose fitting shorts. Easy, she thought, to slip a hand in through the leg opening. She was facing the water, with her back to the other diners. But, there was no tablecloth to hid what she was about to do. What to do?

Linda was beyond aroused, first by the possibility of doing the golfers, and now by the thought of Debbie hitting on her. She glanced down, seeing her hard nipples poking out against the halter fabric. It was now or never. She slid forward on her chair and parted her legs, slipping a hand inside the leg of her shorts. She worked her index finger under the elastic of her panties, across her coarse thatch of black hair and down into the wet folds of her cunt. Very wet, she thought, sliding her finger in.

Debbie smiled, enjoying the look of pleasure that crossed Linda's face.

"Enough you two, you're going to get caught," Susan said.

"Ok," Linda said, setting her hand back on the table, showing off her glistening finger.

"Let me see your ring," Debbie said, loud enough to be heard at the next table. She took Linda's hand, rubbing her juices between her thumb and index finger while pretending to admire the ring. "Ummm, I like the way it glistens," she said, winking.

Debbie yawned, bringing her hand up to cover her mouth. With her index finger just under her nose, she caught a whiff of Linda's musky odor and lusted for more. She picked up a chocolate mint off the check tray and popped it into her mouth, then licked her fingers as though they were sticky from the mint. The taste of Linda's pussy was divine. To hell with the guys, she wanted Linda for herself.

Now Linda was conflicted. A moment ago, she was seriously considering doing as many as seven guys, but after watching Debbie suck her juices off her fingers, her mind wandered. She leaned in and whispered, "Have you done a girl before?"

"Yes," came Debbie's husky reply.

"Who," Susan whispered, getting drawn into their plot.

"First Lucy, then Lila."

"David's Lucy? Who's Lila?" Linda asked, a little too loudly.

"Not so loud. Jeremy's friend," Debbie whispered, "She also models at the art school. Maybe you've seen her."

"What's she look like?" Linda asked.

"Red hair, lots of tattoos."

"Yeah, she's modeled for us. You did her?"

"Yes. Did you know she's gay? You should have seen her bag of toys."

"Like what?"

"Dildos, strap-ons, plugs. Pretty much everything a couple of girls could want, except real cocks, of course.

"You used them?"

"Yes, she even let me borrow some, and I bought some of my own. I keep them with me, in my bag."

"That is a big purse," Susan said, taking the bag hanging on the back of Debbie's chair.

Susan unzipped the center section and started to pull out one of the toys.

"Not here," Debbie said, "you can't let anybody see those."

Susan discretely held the bag open, so she and Linda could peer inside.

They recognized the vibrators, but had never seen the strange looking dildos. "What are they?"

"Strapless dildos," Debbie said, her voice barely audible.

"And those things that look like tails?"

"Those were my own idea, Tom gets a kick out of them. See the plug at the end?"

"Right, I get the idea," Linda said, "are there enough for all of us."

"Yes, could you imagine what the guys would think if they saw those when they walked in?" Susan asked, knowing the answer. "What about that egg thing?"

Debbie, pulled an insertable vibrator out of the bag and discretely held it out for Linda. "Try it."

"Not here," Susan said, "You can't do—"

"Shhh," Linda interrupted, "just give it to me."

Linda had it inside her before Susan could mount a protest.

Debbie handed Susan the remote control, showing her how to turn it on and control the speed.

Linda let out an audible gasp when the vibrating egg came to life at Susan's touch.

"Too much?" Susan asked, concerned.

"No, no, it just caught me by surprise. A little more. Yes... right there."

Debbie showed her the button to switch from vibration to pulsation, and ran it through several quick cycles, watching Linda's reaction.

"Stop ... back ... no, forward one more ... yes, right there."

Susan pressed stop when Crystal came to collect the check, but not before she saw the remote in her hand.

"You know, I'm sure there is a law against using something like that in public?" Crystal said with a wry smile, taking the remote from Susan, "Who's the lucky girl."

"You know what that is?" Debbie asked.

"Oh yeah, I have the same model. No volunteers?"

Crystal turned it on and cranked up the intensity.

"Mmmm," Linda moaned, a little too loudly.

"We have a winner!" Crystal said, turning off the remote, "I'm off in about twenty minutes. Do you girls want to continue this at my place? It's close by."

Their eyes opened wide, stunned by Crystal's bold proposal.

"Oh yeah," Linda said, "Just turn it back on."

"Patience, is everybody in?"

"I ... I guess," Susan said, not so sure of herself. "But it better happen quick before the wine wears off and I change my mind."

"I'm definitely in, Debbie, are you in?" Linda asked.

"I'll go along, since I'm the one that got this started. Where's your place."

"It's right here, in the marina complex."

"There's something else you should know. We were plotting to do my husband's golf buddies when they get off the golf course."

"Wow, looks like I hit the jackpot," Crystal said, "I'll take a piece of that."

"You're sure about this?" Debbie asked, feeling a slight twinge of guilt.

"Absolutely," Linda said, "we deserve to have some fun, and our husbands deserve to know that we did."

"Cheers," Debbie said, clinking glasses with Linda and Susan. "Come get us when your shift ends."

"Ok," Crystal said, "but let me keep the remote for now."

Crystal busied herself, closing out her tables. Each time she passed by, she gave Linda a small jolt with the remote, sending the table into another fit of giggles as it brought Linda ever closer to orgasm.

"Ready to go?" Crystal asked, smiling at Linda.

"No, not yet, finish me!" Linda said.

Crystal took a seat and tapped the remote, sending another wave of pleasure through Linda's body.

"Oh yes," she whispered, "Don't stop this time."

"You got it," Crystal said, cranking it up two notches.

"Ahhh," Linda moaned.

"Not so loud," Susan said.

"She's just getting started," Crystal said, "This is going to be a "Harry Met Sally" moment."

"We'll never get away with it," Debbie said, "maybe we should wait."

"No!" Linda said, raising her voice.

Susan's face lit up with an idea, "Follow my lead, and crank it up to the max on the count of three. One. Two. Three. Happy Birthday to ..."

"Ohhh," Linda shrieked, drowned out by the chorus of voices at the table.

Soon the diners around them joined in, masking Linda's increasingly loud orgasmic sounds.

Linda gripped the table's edge, crying out in ecstasy as a powerful orgasm hit her. She was oblivious to the singing, shrieking as wave after wave of pleasure pounded her rigid body.

With the birthday chorus winding down, Crystal turned off the remote, releasing Linda from the grip of her orgasm, bringing a quick end to her howling.

Exhausted, Linda slumped into the chair, with a satisfied grin on her face. Happy Birthday indeed!

Crystal inserted a key card and the elevator whisked them to the top floor of the condo building. The doors opened directly into the penthouse.

"My God!" Debbie said, "This is your place?"

"I wish," Crystal replied, "I'm housesitting it for one of my customers."

"That must be some kind of service," Linda said, "I could get used to this."

They walked through the entrance into an open living area, ten stories up, with a gorgeous view of the lake. Susan and Linda flopped into a large horseshoe sectional, sinking into the soft leather cushions. Debbie tossed her bag onto the coffee table, waiting to see who would be the first to reach for it.

"My shift has left me a little ripe, who wants to have a shower before we dive into Debbie's bag of toys?"

Without waiting for a response, Crystal left the room, stripping off her clothes as she walked.

"I'm game," Debbie said, looking to Linda and Susan, hoping they hadn't had a change of heart.

"Let's go," Susan said, "after watching Linda get off in the restaurant, I'm not going to pass this up."

The shower was enormous, one of the new computer controlled Kohler affairs with multiple heads that sprayed water synchronized to music. Crystal danced in the near darkness, inside the glass enclosure, listening to Steppenwolf belt out 'Born to be Wild' while water pelted her body from every direction, and colored strobes provided brief glimpses of her naked body.

They stripped and joined Crystal, picking up the rhythm, gyrating to the pulsing music.

"What do you want to hear?" Crystal asked, "the songs come off the internet, so you can choose anything."

"Play something hot, something we can move to, something salsa," Susan said.

Crystal punched in a title and the shower filled with the beat of Miami Sound Machine playing 'Conga'.

"All right, that'll work."

Water blasted from all directions and colored strobes lit up their bodies as they took turns in the center of the group, rocking out their best dance moves, adding a sexy twist by rubbing themselves erotically, cheered on by the others.

The song ended with the girls in a dance frenzy, panting, short of breath. "Let's tone it down, maybe some Barry White," Debbie said.

The lights dimmed and the water turned to a soft, colorful cascade as the mellow sounds of 'I Wanna Do It Good To Ya' changed the mood of the shower. Crystal hit the repeat button, so they wouldn't be interrupted.

"Let's play a game, like the old kids telephone game," Crystal said, "I'll start, and each of you repeat my actions until they come back to me."

Crystal squeezed out some body soap and rubbed it into her hands, then handed the bottle to Susan. Starting on Susan's back, she spread the soap using slow circular motions while her other hand did the same on her chest, caressing her breasts, tweaking her nipples. "Ok, you do what I am doing to Linda, and so on, until it comes back to me."

"Ummm, I think I am going to like this game," Linda said, edging closer to Susan, taking the soap as Susan's soapy hands massaged her upper body.

Soon, Crystal felt Debbie's soft hands soaping up her breasts and back. "Ok, good, that was round one, ready for the next?"

She got three quick nods, then dropped her hand to Susan's ass, sliding her soapy fingers over her cheeks.

In less than a minute, Crystal felt Debbie's hand caress her ass, gently massaging her cheeks.

Crystal lowered her other hand and cupped Susan's mound, soaping up her tight pubic curls, while continuing to work her hands all over her ass.

The tempo slowed down as each girl took a little more time, savoring Crystal's 'message' before delivering it to the next girl.

When Debbie finally got to Crystal's mound, Susan was softly moaning, ready for a more intimate touch. Crystal did not disappoint her, going right for her hard button with her soapy finger.

"Oh yes, right there Crystal, just like that."

Linda and Debbie listened to Susan's moans of pleasure, and finally had to remind Susan to pass on Crystal's message.

By the time it got back to Crystal, Susan was at the brink of an orgasm, just waiting to be sent over the edge. This time, Crystal backed off of her clit and slipped a finger up inside her, choosing to wait a little longer before getting her off. "Sorry dear, you were getting ahead of us. Give us a little time to catch up."

Susan groaned, feeling an orgasm slip from her grasp. "You tease!"

"Don't worry, you'll be there soon."

Crystal let the girls finger each other until she felt her own orgasm rising, and then slid her finger down Susan's ass crack, pressing it against her asshole.

Once she felt Debbie's finger against her own asshole, Crystal returned to Susan's clit and plunged her finger into Susan's tight asshole, pushing it in past the second knuckle.

"Ahhh," Susan gasped, leaving the others to wonder what Crystal had done.

Susan was at the edge of a powerful orgasm, controlled entirely by Crystal's fingers pressing against her writhing body. Once again, Crystal backed off her clit, leaving her hanging at the precipice. "One more round, then I promise, I'll finish you," she whispered into Susan's ear. "But you have to move this around to me."

Susan complied, plunging a finger into Linda's asshole while she furiously fingered her clit.

Now it was Debbie that had to remind Linda to keep things moving.

As soon as Crystal felt Debbie plunge a finger into her asshole, she brought Susan back to the edge. This time she didn't stop, fingering her ass while pressing in against her hard little clit. Susan couldn't hold up to Crystal's onslaught and felt her knees buckle as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her limp body. Crystal literally held her upright with a finger up her ass, and one up her cunt.

Linda was motivated to get Debbie off, even though Susan's hands had gone limp, leaving her high and dry.

Debbie moaned loudly, no longer able to work on Crystal. The sensation of Linda's finger sliding in and out of her ass was enough to bring her to orgasm. She pressed her rigid body hard against Linda's flailing finger, prolonging her orgasm. Finally sated, she went back to work on Crystal, finding her clit and sliding a finger back into her asshole.

Linda pushed back against Susan, reminding her that she still had work to do. In doing so, she found herself facing Crystal, watching her being pleasured by Debbie's fingers.

"Come on Susan, keep up, it's a race," Linda said.

Crystal laughed, momentarily interrupting Debbie's concentration, giving Susan a chance to get Linda caught up.

Susan and Debbie recovered and got to work on their partners, urging them to orgasm with their fingers.

Linda and Crystal watched each others' faces, trying to convince the other that they still had a long way to go, trying to psych each other out and cum first.

Susan's fingers tired, and she dropped to her knees beside Linda and switched to using her thumbs. Linda felt a surge when one of Susan's thumbs slid into her asshole, and the other raked over the lips of her cunt before pressing against her sensitive clit.

Crystal could see that Susan was close to getting Linda off and brought her hands up to her own breasts and tweaked her erect nipples. She closed her eyes, focusing on Debbie's finger in her ass and her clit being pushed from side to side by Debbie's other finger. So close, just a little more, she was almost there.

"Ahhh," Linda shrieked, as her orgasm hit first, just moments ahead of Crystal's orgasmic gasp.

Crystal opened her eyes and watched Debbie's face contort as the last of their orgasms slipped away.

"Enough of Barry White, how about a little 'Afternoon Delight?'"

The melodic sounds of The Starland Vocal Band brought up the tempo of the shower, and they took turns shampooing each other's hair while they discussed how their husbands were going to fit into their plans.

They sprawled out on the sofa, wearing white terry robes, their feet up on the coffee table.

"It's time to get David over here. Any ideas on how we are going to pull this off?" Debbie asked.

"He is going to have to ditch Joe and Ed, they can't know we are here," Linda said.

'I thought the plan was to make our husbands watch David do us in the ass," Susan said, "Isn't that the way you planned it Debbie?"

"Yes, but I didn't think it through very well."

"I thought we were doing all seven guys," Crystal said, "Let's go with that plan."

"Ed and Joe will never agree to it, to watch us get fucked. So we'll have to trick them," Linda said.

"How?" Susan asked.

"Let me think," Crystal said, "You're making me horny again, I'm trying to picture seven dicks in front of me." She untied her robe, letting it fall open, slowly dropping one hand down to her crotch, playing with the kinky black curls of her pussy. The other hand cupped her firm breast, twirling her erect nipple between her thumb and forefinger. "That's better."

With no answers forthcoming, the others followed suit, exposing themselves and playing with their pussies, sharing in Crystal's search for inspiration.

"How about doing something with blindfolds, but just for Joe and Ed so they can't tell we are here," Linda said, "The other guys would have to be in on it, but that shouldn't be a problem."

"That might work," Crystal said, "Can you keep quiet while you're getting fucked, otherwise they will recognize your voices."

"Fat chance of that," Susan said, "You heard us in the shower."

"Ok, we need something that will keep them distracted, so they'll never suspect that you two are here, taking on David's ass challenge," Debbie said.

"Maybe costumes would work, especially if they already think they are pulling something over on us," Linda said, "Remember, they still think we bought the stripper story."

"That's right," Susan said, "and Debbie could make some comment about how we should be here to join in the fun, you know, goad them into feeling guilty about cheating on us."

"Oh, that would be sweet," Crystal said, "I think we are on to something."

"I think we are getting ahead of ourselves," Debbie said, "We haven't even arranged to get them over here."

"Let's get that out of the way first," Crystal said. "Then I want more than just my hand, If you get my drift."

"Right," Linda said, taking Susan by the hand and sitting next to Crystal, "We can help with that." Together, they took over caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples.

Debbie tapped a text into her iPhone, using the CyberDust app to keep things private.

DebbieDD to TomDD: "Can you talk?"

TomDD: "We just made the turn, and are taking a beer and hot dog break. What's up?"

DebbieDD: "I'm here with Linda and Susan. They're on board for David."

TomDD: "Sweet. David, Joe and Ed are in my foursome. How am I supposed to ditch Joe and Ed? I assume I'm invited."

DebbieDD: "Of course you are. We want all seven of you. We're working on a plan to disguise Linda and Susan so Joe and Ed won't know their wives are here."

TomDD: "All seven? Good luck pulling that off. What should I tell the guys?"

DebbieDD: "Tell them you got busted, and now I want to follow in Sally's footsteps, with a little help from some of my friends. I won't take no for an answer."

TomDd: "I don't know, it seems a little lame. Why would I go along with that?"

DebbieDD: "You'll figure it out. Sounds like you need a little incentive. I'll text a pic."

"Ok ladies, Tom has his doubts, I promised a picture to help motivate him. I'm going to send him one of the three of you."

"Like this?" Linda asked, "No way!"

"Don't worry, it will only be out there for 24 seconds, then poof, disappeared forever. I've done it before."

Debbie sat across from Crystal and framed the picture. "Ok, Linda and Susan, put one hand on each of Crystal's tits, and Crystal, use your fingers to open yourself up for Tom. He won't be expecting you. I want him drooling."

Crystal rubbed the short hair of her pussy, raising the nap, then spread her dark lips, exposing her pink gash of her pussy. Her tiny nipples were hard as little rocks as Linda and Susan tweaked them for the camera. "Better?" she asked.

Debbie looked over the composition. Linda and Susan had their smiling faces in close to Crystal, and their hands under her breasts, tweaking her nipples with their fingers. Their outside legs were draped across Crystal's spread legs while Crystal used both hands to open her gash. "Yes," Debbie said, "but you, Linda and Susan, are hiding your charms. Come on, open up for the camera. Only Tom and David will see this."

They complied, reluctantly, spreading their legs, exposing their muffs to the camera. "Better," Debbie said, "now use your free hand to pull apart your lips."

"Debbie!" Susan said, "We're not porn stars."

"Really?" Debbie asked, "We're getting ready to take on seven guys. Show them you're motivated."

"Point taken."

Linda's jet black muff was untrimmed and unruly. She fluffed it up and spread her lips for the camera.

Susan kept her muff neatly trimmed, contained inside of her dark tan lines. She looked over at Linda's pussy and then spread herself for the camera.

"Smile." Click. Debbie got the shot she wanted, three smiling faces and three pink gashes prominent in the picture. "Take a look," Debbie said, holding the camera up for them to see.

"Oh my God," Susan said, "Are you sure there will be no record of this."

"I'm sure," Debbie said, sending the pic.

A full thirty seconds elapsed before Tom replied.

TomDD: "OMG! David barely got a look before it disappeared. Who's the extra girl?"

DebbieDD: "A surprise, we're at her place now. She'll text you the address."

TomDD: "Ok, don't go anywhere."

"It's a done deal," Debbie said. She knelt between Crystal's legs, placing her thumbs on the pink gashes of Linda and Susan. She then nuzzled her face into Crystal's muff, inhaling her musky scent before sliding her tongue into the soft, wet folds of her cunt.

"That's what I'm talking about," Crystal said.

Both Linda and Susan continued to work one Crystal's breasts with one hand, using the other on their own nipples. Debbie had all three girls moaning softly as she worked on their hard little buttons.

"One of you needs come up here so I can taste some of that lily white snatch," Crystal said, almost breathless from Debbie's tongue dance on her clit.

Linda stood and thrust herself onto Crystal's extended tongue, engulfing it with the folds of her very wet pussy, tugging at her own erect nipples.

Debbie slipped her free hand between her legs and quickly found her sensitive spot, rolling it from side to side.

They were overtaken by a frenzy of lust, the assault on their clits bringing them ever closer to an orgasm.

Linda moaned loudly, humping Crystal's tongue with abandon, reaching for a release that was just beyond her grasp.

Debbie fluttered her tongue against the hard nub of Crystal's clit, bringing her to an intense climax, making her the first to cum.

Linda, feeling Crystal's tongue slip away, reached down and fingered herself while she continued to hump Crystal's face. Within moments she reached her goal, crying out in ecstasy as an orgasm rolled though her body. Dropping into Crystal's lap, she planted a wet kiss on her lips, savoring her own pussy juices smeared across Crystal's face.

Debbie hopped up onto Susan's lap, kissing her deeply, probing her mouth with her tongue. Susan lapped Crystal's pussy juices off of Debbie's face, savoring the sweet nectar.

"Get me off," Susan whispered into Debbie's ear, circling her outer ear with her tongue, nibbling on her lobe.

Debbie lay back on the couch, turning Susan and bringing her hips towards her, positioning her pussy just above her face. She felt Susan's soft tongue slide between the wet folds of her pussy, teasing her hard nub. She raised her head, nibbling on Susan's wet pussy lips before slipping in her tongue.

Linda and Crystal positioned themselves on either side of the sixty-niners, watching them lap at each others' cunts.

Susan pushed back on Debbie's face, trying to get more of her tongue inside her. In so doing, she exposed her asshole to Linda's view. Unable to resist the temptation, Linda reached out and ran her finger along the crack of Susan's ass.

Linda tried to imagine David's cock penetrating Susan's asshole, and her own for that matter, and got herself incredibly aroused by the thought. She bent down and gently tongued the crack of Susan's ass, rimming the tight crinkle of her asshole.

Susan moaned, feeling a tongue softly caressing her asshole while Debbie brought her close to orgasm. Unable to continue on Debbie, Susan pushed back against the tongue, feeling it probe her tight entrance. It felt so good, a sensation she hadn't experienced before. She cried out for more, as two rigid tongues pressed their way into her. She bounced back, devouring the probing tongues.

Linda pushed in hard with her pointed tongue, feeling it slip past Susan's tight sphincter.

Susan howled, an orgasm that hitting her, radiating from the tongue in her ass.

"Hey, don't leave me hanging!" Debbie exclaimed, watching Susan three fade as her orgasm dissipated.

"Give us a minute," Crystal said, "Why don't you pull something out of your bag of toys?"

"Ok, since we are all doing doubles tonight, I'll get started early," Debbie said, laughing. She pulled two strapless dildos from the bag, an eight inch black one and a smaller six inch blue one, along with a tube of lube. "I think these will do nicely, any volunteers?"

"I'm game," Crystal said, "show me how they work."

"Lean back on the couch and spread your legs." Debbie lubed up both ends of the black dildo and eased the shorter thick end into Crystal's cunt.

"Ahhh," Crystal moaned, "that feels good. Will it get me off?"

"Oh yeah, just grip it with your cunt," Debbie said, climbing into her lap and lowering herself on the the cock end of the dildo. "Mmmm, can you feel that?"

"Yeah, it's pressing up against my clit."

"Ok, hold on tight while I lift up."

"Stop," Crystal said, "it's slipping out."

"Don't worry, it will stay in. Just concentrate on gripping it."

"Ok, it's working now." Crystal used her hips to press the dildo up into Debbie, feeling the sensation of fucking her.

"Who's taking my ass?" Debbie asked.

"I'll do it," Linda volunteered.

"I'll help," Susan said, taking the blue dildo, lubing it up and fitting the thick end into Linda's cunt.

Linda practiced stroking it while she gripped it with her cunt, making sure she could hold onto it while fucking Debbie's ass. She stood behind Debbie while Susan used her fingers to lube up Debbie's asshole.

Satisfied that Debbie was ready, Susan guided Linda's dildo into Debbie's tight asshole, and helped Linda push it all the way in.

Debbie placed her hands on Crystal's shoulders, and slowly slid herself up and down on the pair of dildos inside her. Confident that Linda and Crystal could keep the dildos in them, she picked up the pace, aroused by the sensation of two cock-like dildos penetrating her.

Debbie's panting soon turned to grunting with each push down on the dildos. Trying to get the most pleasure out of their dildos, she found that she could remain stationary and let the others relentlessly pound their dildos into her.

Debbie buried her face into the crook of Crystal's neck, grunting loudly with each thrust into her. "More! More!" she shouted, feeling an orgasm build deep inside her.

Pushing themselves to the limit of their endurance, they rammed their dildos deep for one last mighty thrust.

"I'm cumming..." she shrieked, her voice trailing of in an unintelligible cacophony of sound.

Susan watched, mesmerized by the intensity of Debbie's orgasm, wanting to try it herself. She reached for the lube, slathering it on her ass, fingering her own asshole. She helped Debbie off of the two dildos and positioned herself to take on both dildos, still tightly gripped in Crystal's and Linda's cunts.