Strip for the Thrill

Realizing that putting clothes on in front of a crowd wasn't nearly as sexy as taking them off, after gathering up my dress, stockings, heels and garter belt to the applause of our friends. I ran up the stairs, to dress out of sight of everyone in a bedroom.

Evan didn't mention that Royce soon followed me upstairs to ‘change out of his golf clothes.' I was already dressed and was combing my hair when Royce rapped softly on the open door and said, "I'll never be able to thank you for the thrill you've just given me, Barbara."

Totally giving in to the moment, without a thought of the possible risks and repercussions, aroused, wet, and feeling lustier that I'd ever felt in my life, I opened the door and smiled at Royce, "Come on in and maybe we can think of a way." I knew from his eyes and the expression on his face that I'd caught him totally off guard. Still standing, I spread my legs, bent forward over the bed and said, "Come on, Royce. You have to finish what you started with your tongue downstairs."

Now, it was Royce who didn't need coaxing. His pants and underwear were down at his ankles in a flash. Just as suddenly he flipped up my skirt and tugged my see-through panties down over my smooth round ass and down to the backs of my knees with one hand while holding me down firmly with the other. As he held me in place he ran his fingers along my smooth, wet slit and pushed a finger inside me. And just as quickly, he run the head of his cock against my ass hole and down to my wet slit, and rubbed the head up and down, covering it in my juices.

'Please fuck me,' I pleaded as I looked over my shoulder at him. Then he guided his cock towards my hole and drove it in hard, and as far as it would go into my still sopping-wet pussy. I jerked up and moaned loudly, and started to cum as soon as he entered me. As he pulled out and drove it in harder, he took a handful of my long mane in his fist and jerked my head back as he thrust his cock into me. With every stroke I was moaning loudly, urging him to fuck me harder, and to spank me.

Letting go of my hair, Royce used his hands to spank my ass firmly with each stroke. As I begged him to spank me harder, he started to fuck me faster.

Burying my scream in a pillow, I erupted into a second orgasm and Royce soon followed.

I wiped off with a tissue and ran downstairs while Royce stayed to change. We couldn't have been upstairs together longer than three or four minutes. No one was the least bit suspicious. Evan failed to mention that Royce and all the other husbands knew I was naked under my dress for the rest of the party. It turned me on knowing that, and I loved it when I was the object of their sneaky cheap-feels and gooses the rest of the night.

Royce and I never really discussed our ‘quickie' but his flirting became a little more aggressive, as did that of most of the other husbands' flirting. I guess when a man sees you do a striptease and you show them your naked breasts and pussy, they right away think you're some kind of loose woman and if they play their cards right, available to them.

Mark had his birthday two months after Royce's. All during the party, the husbands were teasing me about doing another strip. ‘Fair is fair!' they all said. And I would have loved to do a repeat performance, but since none of the wives mentioned it, I behaved. I think all the wives had seen more than enough of me at Royce's party.

About five months after Royce's party, I got a call from Shawn at work. He jokingly moaned about not having his own ‘Strip-o-Gram' the previous weekend at his party, too. He went on to say Julia, his wife, was out of town for the approaching weekend and he was wondering what it would take to persuade me to give him a birthday dance, and he stressed just a dance for him.

I knew that this was more than an innocent, casual request from a friend. He wasn't just asking to borrow the car. I could tell he wanted more than ‘just a dance.' Shawn was Royce's boss, and I assumed that Royce had told him about our little ‘upstairs episode.'

I thought about it for a few minutes and realized I very much wanted to feel as sexy and alive as I did the time I danced at Royce's party.

I called Shawn back, "I owe Mark a dance, too. Have him there, also, and I'll come over and dance for you boys on Saturday afternoon."

Telling Evan I was going shopping and then to the gym for a ‘workout,' I left the house on Saturday with my dress in my gym bag. I drove to the mall and bought the blackest, sexiest, laciest panties and bra that I could find and dressed in the change room. When I rang Shawn's doorbell, I knew from the stares I'd gotten in the mall that I looked hot.

I'd made a tape to play while I was dancing, and it hadn't even finished before I was naked in the middle of Shawn's living room floor moving toward Mark. Reaching forward, I felt his already erect cock through his pants. Eagerly I unzipped his pants and encircled his already hard cock in my hand.

Kneeling down, I leaned forward and started to lightly kiss the tip. My mouth opened and I slowly sucked his cock into my mouth. I could feel him inside my mouth. I loved to suck his cock. It was the perfect size for my mouth.

Soon my mouth was moving slowly up and down the full length of his shaft. As my mouth reached the base and I took all of him deep into my mouth, the tip of his cock tickled the back of my throat. Up and down my mouth slid. I took him from the side and slid the strength of my tongue up and down along the full length of his cock. I sucked the tip deeply and then ran the tip of my tongue under the ridge at the head. I used my hand to grasp him firmly at the base while my mouth worked its magic on his shaft. I was in heaven.

While I was sucking Mark's cock, Shawn moved up behind me, grabbed me by the hips and started fucking me doggie-style. When the large head of his cock entered my pussy, I arched my back and moaned for him to fuck me. I was dripping wet, so Shawn slide right in all the way to the base of his cock, He didn't hesitate he started pounding the hell out of me.

In moments Shawn was grunting like a pig, with sweat running down his back. I was crying out in pleasure as his cock was pumping in and out of my pussy. I moaned and squeezed my ass cheeks as I cummed. The sound of my pussy juice mixing with his pounding cock took over the room. This must have turned him on because he started to fuck her even harder and faster which made me even more excited. I yelled, 'Fill my pussy full of your hot cum,' and then they traded places and the three of us fucked and sucked the afternoon away, until we were exhausted.

When I got home, Evan asked, 'Did you have a good workout?'

I smiled and told him, 'It was my best workout in months,' and that, 'I'm going to have to do it more often.'

That started my secret life. Stripping in front of eager men was the trigger for me to act as slutty as I wanted. I loved the way it made me feel, and my orgasms were the most intense of my life.

Shawn threw a private party for Travis, the next birthday boy, at a motel. All five of the husbands, other than Evan of course were there and after dancing, I fucked and sucked all of them before we left.

OH god, do I like the feel and taste of hot cum in my mouth. I also can have a good orgasm while giving a blow job, especially when he cums. Sometimes one of the guys wanted me to stop so he wouldn't cum but I can't because I'd already started to have my own orgasm. I had an orgasm the first time I gave one of my boyfriends a blow job. He wasn't touching me anywhere at all. That still happens about 95% of the time I'm giving a blow job.

Sometimes when I start cumming it will take the guy I'm blowing over the edge and he starts cumming too. When his cum hits the back of my throat I'll start another more powerful orgasm and sometimes will squirt too.

Once while giving a stranger who I'd met for the first time only about 20 minutes earlier a blow job. I was naked, squatting down in front of him while he was standing and leaning against his truck with his pants down. Due to the very erotic mood set by almost instantly starting foreplay after he picked me up at the mall. I'd started to cum and was on the down side of my orgasm when his first rope of cum hit the back of my throat. That started another super powerful orgasm for me. I started squirting and a lot of my fluids went onto his cowboy boots. He spanked and fucked me for over an hour afterwards.

Once we started partying the husbands all made dates with me and over the next month I went with them, but the sex with them individually was never as good as when I danced for them and then fucked all of them as a group.

Soon, Shawn approached me about taking my act ‘on the road.' He was entertaining some out of town clients and wanted to know if I'd be interested in being part of the ‘entertainment.' On a whim, I agreed, but told him that since the clients weren't my friends, I wouldn't be free. Charging for my ‘services' made me feel like that much more of a slut and that much sexier.

Usually, my ‘job' entailed dinner and drinks with a client or two at a hotel, and then back up to their room for sex. Sometimes Shawn joined in the fun, and sometimes he left me alone with the client or clients.

Last week at a trade show, was the largest group yet, 8-men, including Shawn and Royce. By the time they were all fucked and sucked out, my jaw was sore and my pussy felt like I had just left the delivery room.

My real surprise came when towards the last of the year Katie invited me out to lunch to chat. During the conversation she mentioned that a couple of the wives thought that I'd shown favoritism towards the husbands by dancing for Royce's birthday, but not at any of the wife's birthday parties.

After lunch I found myself in a cheap motel room, doing a command performance for Katie. I'd never thought about it, but before our little private party was over I discovered that exhibiting myself to other girl was just as exhilarating as showing off for guys. And although different, even the sex was exciting.

I found that there was something arousing than to first view, then feel the lovely softness and moist aromatic arousal of a beautiful pussy. I yielded completely to the pleasure of getting another woman off. I'd never touched a woman intimately before, but from my own masturbations I knew what would be pleasurable for Katie.

I moved my lips to Katie's clit and firmly kissed it before diving in to lick Katie's precious dew from the lips of her first woman. Then I opened my lips and tongued Katie's pleasure button, while I sucked it gently.

Apparently Katie had just been fucked because I could taste salty cum overlaying the unfamiliar taste of female sex. My mouth effected a complete overload of stimulation from Katie oversexed pussy. Losing all control, Katie shrieked and gasped as the orgasms followed one after another, each one more devastatingly intense than the one before it.

Julia, a member of the ‘bridge club' liked to tie me down, spank my little bottom and then flip me over and ride my face cowgirl style.

So, for the last four years, that's been my life. Once a month with Katie and her ‘bridge' club, and at least once a month, usually twice, the five husbands and I get together in a motel suite, and we spend hours having group sex. I can't help it if I love all the attention. And five, maybe six times a year, I entertain Shawn's clients.

I wonder if Evan would still think my dancing for Royce was such a good idea, if he knew the rest of the story?