Mother Knows Best

by Lingus



The lingerie show that Lindsay Conlan, Jill West, Traci Pearson and

Jackie Lane did at Eddie's frat house was great for business at

"Softwear". Business was brisk for the next three weeks because

Eddie and all nineteen of his frat brothers came in to redeem the

coupons that they'd received at the show. All but two of them

redeemed their blue coupons for a pair of panties for their

girlfriends. The other two sent their girlfriends in for a pubic

shave. Each of them also redeemed their red coupons which were good

for a modelling session. This meant that the back room at the shop

was a very busy place and nearly twelve hours of video tape was

used capturing the action for the women and their husbands to watch

and enjoy later.



The women tried to divide up the fun equally. Jill and Lindsay

agreed that since the show had been Jackie's idea she should

participate too. Dave wholeheartedly agreed and let Jackie take

extra time off for a few days so she could go to the shop to take

care of some of the guys. Jackie's husband Frank was delighted when

she brought home the first video of her with one of the college

guys. He was even more delighted when he saw that the tape included

one of Traci's sessions as well. 



"I hope that you'll find a way to let me watch you sometime," was

his first reaction. "I'd sure love to fuck that woman," was his

second as he saw Traci doing two of the men at once. "She's really

hot!" 



Jackie discussed his reaction with Jill the next day when she

returned the tape to the shop. Jill talked it over with Traci and

the three women came up with a plan to make Frank's wishes both

come true.



That afternoon at two o'clock Frank was sitting in the back room of

the shop waiting for his wife to bring Joey, one of the frat guys,

back to the fitting room for a modelling session. He was going to

watch through the one-way mirror. Jackie finally entered with Joey

in tow and immediately began to play with him. She was very self-

conscious at first knowing that her husband was eyeing very move

she made. She couldn't let Joey know what was going on but she did

manage to blow Frank a kiss when Joey wasn't looking.

For his part Frank felt as if he was dreaming. Here he sat watching

his wife do something that for most couples  would be grounds for

divorce. As a divorce lawyer he should know. In fact, just this

morning after Jackie called to announce her plans, Frank had a

conference with a new client, Diane Windsor, who tearfully

described her husband's philandering behavior. She felt that her

only recourse was a divorce. 



Frank had a hard time concentrating as Diane related her story. His

mind was filled with images from the tape last night of his wife

with some college kid and of her planned frolic this very afternoon

with another. Finally Frank heard Diane say that she still loved

her husband but felt that she had no choice but to seek a divorce. 



Knowing that he wasn't really in a mental state to deal properly

with Diane's problems, he assured her that she had grounds for

terminating her marriage and outlined some options for her to think

about. Then he told her to come back next week when they could get

more specific.



"I sure don't understand all of this," Frank said to himself as he

watched some college kid's hard cock pounding in and out of his

wife's cunt just a couple of feet away. "How can the idea of Jackie

having sex with other men be so exciting. I should be upset about

it like Diane Windsor was this morning."



Frank's bewilderment was only beginning. As the action between his

wife and Joey reached its peak in the next room, he sudden sensed

someone else standing next to him. He looked up and found Traci

standing there completely nude. He had no idea that he would be so

lucky as to be granted both of his wishes from the night before.

Traci spent the next forty-five minutes sucking one load of Frank's

cum with her talented mouth and then taking a second in her

steaming cunt. When she was finished, Jill entered the room and

asked if he wanted more. He had to decline.



"Boss, it was fantastic," Jackie said to Dave when she finally got

back to work late that afternoon. "I was afraid I wouldn't be able

to go through with it or that Frank would have a last-minute change

of heart. Instead it went very well and after your wife was

finished with him, Frank went home with a big smile on his face. He

said he didn't have enough energy left to go back to work."



For the next few weeks the sexy goings-on at "Softwear" continued

in an almost routine...not a term typically used for such

behavior...fashion. The three wives who worked there enjoyed great

success selling lingerie in their own unique way. Their husbands

were able to vicariously enjoy the women's efforts through the

three or four hours of video that was taken each week. Jackie and

Dave found places and ways to enjoy erotic breaks once or twice a

week and Jackie was included at least once a week in activities at

the shop. Both Jill and Lindsay found excuses to have Frank drop by

so that they could each have a turn with him. Frank certainly

didn't object and, at least for the time being, had completely

forgotten about college girls.



Ron West and Jim Conlan each took a turn doing the pubic shaves for

the girlfriends of the two frat brothers. These two "master" pubic

stylists decided it would be fun to include Dave and Frank in their

fun, so Ron took Dave as his apprentice and Jim took Frank. As was

customary both shaves ended with a wild bout of sex. One of the

women seemed a little surprised by what transpired but she didn't

object. The other seemed like she expected to get fucked and wasn't

disappointed to get done by two men.



Frank's next appointment with Diane Windsor took a surprising turn.

After he'd listened to her repeat many of her previous stories of

her hubby's transgressions and her reluctance to ditch him, he

suggested that she had four choices. First, she could file for a

divorce which, if her facts all checked out and she was faultless

herself, she'd get without much question. Second, she and her

husband could seek counselling. Diane rejected this alternative as

one they'd already tried. Third, she could just accept his behavior

as the price of staying married to someone she otherwise found to

be a good husband. Finally, she could give him a good dose of his

own medicine. This was an approach that Frank hadn't learned in law

school and had never suggested to any client before, but from his

own recent experience it was one which he knew had proved very

effective.



"I know that sounds a bit unorthodox," he said when he saw Diane's

shocked reaction. "I can only say that I know of one situation

where it worked very effectively. The husband was carrying on much

as yours is. The wife went out and played around herself and then

made sure that evidence of her infidelity was thrown in his face.

It was a very risky move but she got his attention and that couple

has a far stronger marriage now than they've had for years, and, if

my information is correct, their sex life in greatly improved as

well." Frank wasn't about to reveal that he was speaking from

personal experience, nor could he ethically get himself involved in

Diane's revenge so he avoided getting any more specific in his

suggestion.



"Are you saying that I should have an affair?" Diane asked in

astonishment.



"I'm not telling you that's what you should do. I'm just saying

that I know of one particular case where that was the wife's

response and it worked. As I also said, it's very risky. You have

to make up your own mind, but I keep hearing you say that you don't

really want to end your marriage. That's really your only other

choice since you wouldn't be here if you were willing to put up

with his behavior. Right?"



That's true," Diane acknowledged with resignation. "I just wish I

could make him stop."



"Times like this I wish there were some simpler answers too, Mrs.

Windsor. Would you like to get things started...or would you like

to think about it some more?"



"I don't know...I just don't know," was Diane's troubled response.

"I guess I'd like to think about it somemore. Can I see you again

maybe the end of next week?" Frank agreed to the appointment and

Diane Windsor left feeling very confused. 



That night Frank couldn't wait to tell Jackie about his

conversation with his client.



"You want to hear something ironic," he began as he and Jackie were

eating dinner.



"Sure, as long as it's not some really boring lawyer thing," Jackie

replied.



"It's not. In fact I'm sure you'll find this rather amusing."



Frank related Diane's tale of woe. "Does that sound familiar?" he

asked with a sly grin as he finished his story.



"Sure does," Jackie said with a laugh. "So what did you tell her to

do?"



"I'd like to know what you think I should tell her to do," Frank

replied. "Should I tell her to go out and get laid and then bring

home a video tape for her husband to watch and drool over? It seems

to me that was a particularly effective remedy in one case that I

know."



"Yes, it did the trick, didn't it?" Jackie said with a satisfied

smile. "It wasn't done without a lot of anxiety and risk, however.

I had no idea how you'd respond. I was afraid you might get really

mad and just end things right then."



"Oh, I don't think you really thought that at all. After all,

except for my little dalliances, we've had a pretty good marriage.

I don't think either of us would really want a divorce and it seems

that the same if true for this woman and her husband."



"Well then, why don't you suggest that she do what I did?" Jackie

retorted. "Just don't let her make the decision lightly."



"In fact that's just what I did. I told her that I knew of an

instance where giving the husband a dose of his own medicine seemed

to have worked pretty well," Frank confessed.



"You did? What was her reaction to that?"



"At first she was flabbergasted, but after we talked about it a

bit, she seemed intrigued by the idea and is thinking it over."



The next morning Jackie couldn't wait to tell Dave about Frank's

new client and what Frank had suggested that she do.



"No shit!" Dave said with a laugh. "Jackie, I guess you should have

patented your idea. Does he think the woman will actually to it?"



"He says he doesn't know, but he wouldn't be surprised if she

does."



The pace of activities at the shop was so hectic that Ron and Jill

and Jim and Lindsay hadn't had time for one of the their weekend

sex parties since the night of the frat party. Since the women were

getting so much sex at work they hadn't noticed, but their husbands

had. They pointed this out to their wives one night when they'd

gotten together for a short meeting to discuss business matters.



"When are we going to have a good party?" Ron asked.



"Yeah," Jim chimed in. "It's been more than a month since we've had

some fun together. You two said that next time we'd invite Dave and

Traci and I can't wait to nail her hot little ass again."



"Right. And I thought maybe we could include Jackie since she's

almost an employee," Ron continued. "She's a pretty hot number too.

I'd love to check to see how she's maintaining her shave."



"That's a good point," Jill agreed. "After all I've only had one

sample of both Dave and Frank. I'd love to try them each again."



"We'll talk to both Traci and Jackie tomorrow," Lindsay concluded.

"Let's see if we can set something up for a week from Friday. OK?"



"Great idea," Ron replied. "I know I'm free that night."



The next day Jill mentioned their plan to Traci.



"Oh, darn," Traci replied. "That's Dave's birthday. I was planning

to have a special celebration dinner for him."



"Hey," Jill retorted. "Why not make it really special. How would

Dave like to fuck three women on his birthday? I'll bet he's never

had a present quite like that before."

"No, you're right about that," Traci said with a smile. "You know,

that might be a good idea. If we do it I want it to be a surprise

though. OK?"

"Sure. We can keep a secret. Let me know soon though. Ron and Jim

are really hot to have a get-together sometime soon."



Traci thought about Jill's suggestion and decided it sounded like

a lot of fun. By the next morning everything was all set. She would

prepare a special birthday dinner for Dave and then when it came

time for dessert the other two couples would arrive

unannounced and Dave would have three pussies for his dessert.

Traci and both of the other couples thought this was a great idea

except that Jill suggested that Jackie and Frank be included. Traci

agreed and with one very quick phone call that was also arranged.

Dave was going to have one birthday party that he'd never forget.

This was the least she could do for a husband who'd so

enthusiastically agreed to let her fuck as many other men as she

wanted including five of his buddies from his softball team.



On Friday night Dave enjoyed one of the best dinners that his wife

had ever made for him. He was a very lucky guy to have a wife who

was so fantastic in bed and such a great cook. When dinner was over

Traci poured Dave a glass of Grand Marnier which was his favorite

liqueur. He drank it while she cleared away the dishes. He thought

he heard a commotion in the kitchen while he sat and relaxed but

Traci said she'd just been working on dessert. She told him that

she'd fixed an extra special dessert for the occasion but that she

wanted to serve it upstairs in the bedroom.



Once there, Traci told Dave that the dessert was a surprise and

that she wanted him to take off his clothes and lie down on the

bed. He immediately realized that he was about to get laid which

was fine with him. He never passed up an opportunity to fuck his

sexy young wife. He was a little puzzled though when Traci told him

that he had to put on a blindfold and keep it on until she told him

to remove it. Figuring that whatever she had in mind must have

something to do with his getting laid, he complied. 



As soon as the blindfold was in place Dave felt Traci climb up on

the bed and in a few seconds he felt her warm wet tongue teasing

his cock. Anticipating one of her wonderful blowjobs, Dave laid

back and prepared to enjoy himself. "What a great wife?" he thought

to himself. 



Traci sucked his cock just long enough to get it good and hard

before she climbed up over him so that she could slip her cunt down

onto his upright pole. As she started to rock back and forth she

said "Happy birthday darling."



Suddenly Traci stopped and Dave felt her get up and let his cock

fall out of her. Then he felt her climb off the bed. He protested

but heard no reply. Instead he felt her climb back on again and

soon she was back over him. Again he felt her warm wet cunt slip

down onto his cock. He reached up to caress Traci's breasts as she

slowly moved up and down fucking him. 



Something wasn't right. These weren't Traci's breasts that he had

in his hands. He reached up toward his blindfold when, from

somewhere near the end of the bed, he heard Traci say "No Dave.

Leave the blindfold alone." Who was this woman whose hot cunt was

caressing his hard cock so wonderfully?



"Happy birthday Dave," Jill said softly as she slowly rocked up and

down on his cock. Dave recognized her voice immediately.



"Jill! How did you get in here?" he asked in surprise. "Hmmmm," he

continued. "This is a very nice birthday present. A very, very nice

present."



Just like Traci before her, Jill suddenly pulled away and got off

the bed. Then again Dave felt a body get onto the bed and climb up

over him. In seconds his cock was again buried in a hot wet pussy.

Again Dave reached up to caress his new lover's breasts. This pair

he thought he recognized.



"Lindsay?" he said hesitantly.



"Happy birthday boss," Jackie said softly as she leaned down and

gave him a big kiss.



"Jackie! Holy shit! This is incredible." 



Jackie imitated the prior two women by fucking Dave gently for a

few minutes before climbing off the bed. As the next body climbed

up to prepare for action Dave knew this had to be Lindsay and he

was right.



"Happy birthday Dave," Lindsay said as she kissed him and bounced

up and down vigorously for a few seconds. Then she too climbed off.



Dave wondered what was going to happen next. He was really horny by

now and in no mood to be teased anymore. He was about to protest

the women's desertion when he felt a body climbing up onto the bed.

Soon the woman was on top of him and he felt her reach down and

guide his cock toward her opening. Then she slid quickly down his

pole. Her cunt was even wetter than the others but when it hit

bottom Dave sensed something distinctly different about it. He

reached down with his hand to make sure. This woman wasn't shaved! 



Dave had no idea who it was. He reached up to caress his mystery

lover's breasts. They were large...larger perhaps than the other

women he was intimately familiar with. Dave had no idea who was

fucking him, but whoever it was, she was doing it very

enthusiastically. Instead of the quick tease that he got from the

others, this woman continued to rock back and forth and up and down

on him. She didn't say anything however. 



Dave again reached down and explored this strange cunt with his

fingers. She had a lot of pussy hair. When his fingers found her

clit she began to moan and move even move vigorously. Her clit was

quite large and Dave began to play with it in earnest. It took just

a few minutes of his attention to do the trick. His lover came and

came loudly. Dave listened carefully to her voice and thought it

sounded familiar. 



"That was very nice Dave. Happy birthday hon," she said

breathlessly as her tight wet cunt resumed its massage of Dave's

organ. Dave suddenly recognized her voice and reached up to rip off

his blindfold just as he exploded and shot a load of cum deep into

her.



"Marge?" Dave shouted as he looked up into the face of a sexy

forty-eight year old blonde that he knew very well. She was the

last woman he would have expected to be fucking. The cunt that he

had just filled with cum belonged to Marge Hayes, his mother-in-

law. In fact his cock was still comfortably nestled in her.



"That's right Dave," Marge replied. "Did you like your present? I

sure enjoyed it."



"Holy shit!" Dave exclaimed. He was about to ask where Monty, his

father-in-law, and Traci were when he saw both of them peeking

through the door. Not only had he just fucked his wife's mother,

but his wife and her father had been watching. They were both

smiling broadly at his surprise.



"I think I really surprised him," Marge said to her husband and

daughter.



"It sure looks like it," Traci agreed. "I sort of thought he might

figure it out, but I guess he doesn't know you that well..."



"He DIDN'T know her that well anyhow," Monty interrupted. "It looks

like he knows her pretty well now though."



"Very well. Very well indeed," Marge agreed. "Getting acquainted

was sure a lot of fun."



Dave got up and stumbled out of the room. His mind was numb from

the shock of what he'd just done. He had to admit that his wife's

mom was a good lover but he couldn't get over the implications of

what had just happened. He had discounted the things Traci had told

him about her mom. He figured the stories of her fucking around

with her husband's knowledge was just beer talk by guys who wished

they could get in her pants. After all she is a pretty good looking

woman. Now he wondered just how far things had gone. 



It wasn't long before Dave found out. A full fledged orgy was

breaking out in the Pearson household as the other men were quickly

pairing up with the women who were still deliciously nude from

delivering Dave's birthday present. Out of the corner of his eye

Dave saw his wife sucking on Frank's cock. Monty had wasted no time

in getting into the swing of things and was busy getting his first

taste of shaved pussy...Jill's. Lindsay was sucking Monty's cock.

Ron had moved in on Marge who was taking his tool down her throat.

Dave noticed that her technique looked a lot like Traci's. Did she

teach her daughter how? Interesting question! Jim and Jackie had

disappeared from view, but were undoubtedly off mating somewhere. 



Dave felt left out but he understood that he'd been the one having

all of the fun up until now. It was their turn. He decided to take

this opportunity to get out the video camera and make a tape of his

twenty-eighth birthday party. It would certainly be one to

remember.



Three hours later the action was over. For most of the last hour

the women had to do things on their own because the men were all

fucked out. Monty seemed particularly fascinated to see his wife

eat Jill's pussy. She'd never done that before. Frank did get it up

one last time just before he left and chose Marge's cunt for his

last deposit. Dave made sure to get some good close-up shots of

Frank's cock as it slid past his mother-in-law's enlarged clit.

Every time his cock pumped in it forced out more of the cum that

the other men had left there. Marge boasted later that she'd gotten

a load from each of the men there...except for Monty who said he

wanted to wait until last. 



As Marge lay spread-eagle on the bed after Frank got up to leave,

it was obvious that the amount of semen deposited far exceeded her

capacity because it was streaming down from her cunt past her

asshole and onto the bed. Her slit and swollen clit were also

covered because two of the men had fucked her doggy style. Again

Dave made sure to get a good close-up. Marge's cunt was the

ultimate picture of depravity.



The Conlans, Wests and Lanes finally went home leaving the Pearsons

and the Hayes to clean things up. Monty and Dave both had the same

thought when their guests were gone. They each laid their wives on

the bed and went to work with their tongues cleaning up their

wive's pussies. The women commented on their husbands' strange

tastes and laughed. The men were too busy enjoying the taste of

their wive's cum-filled pussies to respond. They did their best to

clean up the messes they found before concluding the evening by

depositing their own loads.



"Well, did you enjoy your party?" Traci asked when Dave finally got

up the next morning.



"I still can't believe it," Dave answered.



"Believe what?" Traci queried.



"I can't believe that I actually fucked your mother last night,"

was his reply. "And your dad and you were right there watching."



"Did you enjoy it?" Traci pressed.



"Hell. Who wouldn't? I mean what man wouldn't love to get fucked by

five hot women on his birthday. It's just so weird, that's all." 



"So you think my mom is hot?" Traci asked.



"Damn right she is. Now I know why you're so hot. I watched her

give head last night. She must have taught you how."



"Well, as a matter of fact, she did...sort of," his wife replied.



"What do you mean `sort of'?"



"Well, I caught her once giving one of my dates a blowjob. He was

waiting for me to finish getting dressed. I'd never done anything

like that before and I had no idea that she did things like that.

Needless to say, I was pretty shocked...but I learned fast...both

about her and about sex."



"Holy shit! That must have been a real surprise. Did she know you

saw her?" Dave asked.



"Yes. I came walking down the stairs as she was doing it. They saw

me at the same time I saw them."



"What happened then?"



"Well, Bobby, the guy, looked really scared, but mom stood her

ground. When he tried to pull away, she wouldn't let him go. `I'm

not finished yet,' was her excuse. She kept at it until he came.

Then she casually licked him clean and put his cock back in his

pants and zipped him up. Then she told him that now he wouldn't

have to pester her daughter for sex. Little did she know that as

soon as we got to the drive-in movie he made me do the same thing

for him. You know what the guy said when he was done?"



"No. What?"



"He said I was pretty good but not as good as my mom. He said maybe

she should give me lessons."



"So what happened when you got home?" Dave asked. 



"I asked mom what she'd been doing and she told me that she was

just trying to protect me from getting pressured for sex by my

boyfriend. I told her that it hadn't worked and that she'd just

given him ideas. When I described what had happened and what the

guy said, she got quite upset. But the next time I had a date with

Bobby she told me to hide at the top of the stairs and watch while

she did him again. I did and later that night he said I had

improved tremendously and now was just as good as my mom. I proudly

reported his comment to mom when I got home and thanked her for her

help."



"Wow! That's wild," Dave said. "Did it ever happen again?"



"Yes, several times. I started sneaking peeks around the corner of

the landing before going downstairs just to see if she might be up

to something. The next time I caught her I found out what was

really going on. Mom confessed that she was doing it just because

she enjoyed sucking cocks. I must admit that disclosure using

exactly those words was a real eye-opener. I started looking at sex

in a whole different light. I no longer thought of it as something

distasteful and to be avoided which is pretty much what mom had

always told me. I didn't exactly initiate things, but I also didn't

resist whenever my date tried something. 



"Mom started being a lot more open once she understood that I

wasn't upset by her antics. As the word got around about mom's oral

talents and about my willingness to put out, I started getting a

lot of calls. For about six months mom and I acted like real sluts.

Every guy I dated got a blowjob from mom and laid by me on the

first date unless he was really a jerk. At the rate of two or three

a week, we went through a lot of cocks. After a while I realized

that I was having a lot of one time dates and even the ones who

came back for more weren't really interested in a long term

relationship. I got mom to agree that no guy got anything from

either of us until at least the third date. That reduced the

traffic a lot."



"Holy shit! I'm curious about something though. How come things

were so different when we were dating? Your mom never made any

passes at me," Dave observed.



"No she didn't. I told her I'd kill her if she did, although she

really wanted to. In fact just about every time you came over she'd

ask if she could 'borrow' you for a few minutes. Actually things

changed a lot when I left for college. During my first summer

vacation she and I got back into the old routine with a few guys,

but by the time you and I met in my junior year mom had stopped

messing around with my boyfriends. The only ones that I had at that

point were pretty serious, and I didn't want to mess up a good

relationship by giving the guy the wrong impression. Occasionally

during vacation and on breaks I'd have a date with a guy just for

sex and I'd let mom share him, but she understood that 'hands off'

meant just that."



"WOW! I had no idea that you've had so much experience. I even

thought that maybe I'd been your first."



"Not by a long shot," Dave's wife confessed. "I guess I must be a

better actress than I realized though, because I was very afraid of

your finding out about my past. I hope this doesn't change anything

now though."



"Of course not. Given what happened to me last night I'd be the

last person to criticize you or any woman for screwing around. This

is really incredible," Dave said as he sat shaking his head in

disbelief. "So how did your mom find out about the party?"



"I told her about it as soon as we decided to do it. She asked

right away if she and dad could come. I had to think that over for

a while, and finally Lindsay convinced me to take a chance on it."



"Does she know about what you, Jill and Lindsay do at the shop?"

Dave asked.



"Oh yes. She figured that out the second day I was there. I had

told her about my changing jobs, but I had no idea that she'd drop

in to see me there. As fate would have it I was in the back room

with a guy when she came in. I didn't see her there when the guy

and I came out after we'd finished. When she saw me give him a kiss

and noticed the satisfied grin on his face she got the idea very

quickly. I tried to bluff my way out of it for a few seconds but

mom said she could recognize the guys 'I've just gotten laid' look

anywhere. She reminded me that she'd seen that look more times than

she or I could possibly count. When I confessed mom was delighted

that I'd 'seen the light' about men and sex."



"Jeez, this is too weird," Dave kept mumbling as Traci told her

story.



"Do you know what the next thing mom said after I told her what we

did there at the shop?" Traci asked.



"No. What?"



"She wanted to know when I was going to let her fuck you. I didn't

know how to deal with that, but I did let her look at the tape of

you with Lindsay. She really liked it."



Just then the phone rang and Traci answered it.



"Oh, hi mom," she said,  "how are you today?"



"I'm on top of the world," her mom answered. "You are talking to a

very satisfied woman."



"Gee, that's great," Traci said with a laugh. "I must admit I'm

pretty well satisfied too. I take it you had a good time last

night."



"I had a fantastic time. I don't get that much fucking very often.

In fact I haven't had five men since the last time dad hosted his

poker group a few months ago. How is the birthday boy today?"



"He's fine too. I think he's still in a state of shock though. You

really took him by surprise," Traci told her mother.



"He isn't upset about it, is he?"



"Oh, heaven's no. In fact he said now he knows why I'm so good in

bed. I take that as a compliment for you."



"That's nice. Well, I sure did enjoy finally getting to do him.

Does he have any idea how long I've wanted to get him in bed?"

Marge asked.



"We were just talking about that. I've been giving him a quick

rundown about you and me and other men beginning with the time I

caught you giving Bobby a blowjob. Remember that?"



"How could I forget. I think poor Bobby almost wet his pants that

night. Dave must think that his mother-in-law is a real slut. By

the way, are you going in to work today?" Marge continued.

"Actually the word Dave used was 'hot', and yes, I am going to work

but I'll be late. Why?"



"Well, your dad really took a liking to shaved pussies last night.

He said something about it to Jill who said I should get mine

shaved too. Well, he's so excited about it that I have an

appointment at three o'clock to have it done."



"Great. You'll enjoy getting it done as much as you and dad will

enjoy the results. Look, I'd better get going now. As I said, I'm

already going to be late. I'll see you there. OK?"



That afternoon Marge was early for her appointment. Again when she

arrived her daughter was in the back room modelling some lingerie. 



"They should be finished soon," Lindsay told her. "Things are

taking a little longer than normal. Meanwhile if you'd like to

catch a look at whatever they're doing, you can go back in the

office and watch them on TV. I'm sure Traci wouldn't mind."



Marge thought this was a splendid idea and quickly was seated

behind the desk as Lindsay turned on the TV.



"Oh my gawd. Two of them?" Marge exclaimed. She spoke so loudly

that Traci heard her. There on screen Marge saw her daughter with

one guy's cock in her ass while another's was in her cunt. All

three of them were fervently working toward climaxes, but

recognizing her mother's voice, Traci looked up at the camera and

blew a kiss. Then her attention returned to the two cocks invading

her body. 



Marge heard the office door open and looked up to see Ron and Dave

enter.



"Dave, look at this," she whispered excitedly. "Traci's doing a

doubleheader."



Dave quickly moved to get a view of the action. Marge was right. He

discovered that Traci was impaled on the cocks of two of his

softball teammates. These were two who hadn't been part of the orgy

at their house a few weeks earlier. Obviously someone had leaked

the good news. Dave watched his wife and friends closely as they

all came. Traci came first but continued to rock back and forth

until the two guys came as well. When she felt their spasms subside

she collapsed on top of the guy beneath her and the other guy

collapsed on top of her. 



"Ooohhhhh," came a soft moan as the action on screen concluded.

Dave and Ron both looked down to see that Marge had her skirt

pulled up and her hand in her panties. She'd just fingered herself

to orgasm as well. "Ohhhh, that was pretty wild, don't you think,"

she said breathlessly. "That girl sure takes after her mom," she

continued proudly.



Dave stayed in the back while his friends left the shop because he

didn't want to embarrass them. He'd find a way to mention it to

them later if they didn't say something first. As soon as they left

the back room, Ron led them back to the "barber shop" as he called

the back room. Traci came in to say 'hi' as soon as her lovers

left.



"Did you all enjoy that?" she asked. "I know you did, mom, because

I heard you."



"Yes, I enjoyed it but not nearly as much as I'm going to enjoy

what's about to happen," Marge replied. "It looks like I'm going to

have a doubleheader of my own...right guys?"



"You're right Marge," Dave replied.



None of the three of them knew that they were underestimating the

number of cocks that Marge was about to enjoy. Traci, however, knew

that her dad had just come into the shop and was now in the office

preparing to watch his wife get her pussy shaved. When the real

action started he will emerge and help the other two men fill all

of Marge's well-used holes at once. This was his slutty wife's all-

time favorite sexual activity.



In spite of the fact that Marge has fucked and sucked

dozens...hundreds, in fact...of men during the years that they'd

been married, and Monty's been able to watch her with most of them,

he still gets particularly excited when he sees her with more than

one at a time. For him there is nothing like seeing Marge with

cocks in her ass, cunt and mouth at the same time. She looks so

incredibly slutty and wanton. Since it isn't easy to get three men

together to do the dirty deed, this doesn't happen very often.



There are occasional exceptions like when it is his turn to host

his poker group. On those nights he and his four buddies spend an

hour or so playing poker while Marge serves them drinks and teases

them by wearing less and less each time she enters the room. When

she is nude, or close to it, the game switches to poke her. Marge

fucks and sucks all of them until the wee hours of the morning.

Then the other men go home to recuperate. Their wives...all except

one that is...understand why their husbands can't get it up for a

day or two. They understand because they all take turns as hostess.

Then they make up for any deprivation they might have suffered. To

each of them, again except one...Celeste Fallon, who chooses not to

act like those other 'tramps'...it's worth it. They know no

sensation like it. They feel so debauched...so immoral...so fucked

out. It is wonderful and something they each look forward to.



As one might suspect, it didn't start out that way. The first time

the other wives got wind of what Marge was doing with their

husbands, they were furious. Patty O'Brien became suspicious when

the poker group suddenly stopped circulating from home to home and

seemed to take up permanent residence at the Hayes' house. She

badgered her husband Terry until he confessed. She quickly spread

the word to the other wives and for a couple of months the poker

nights were on hiatus. They resumed when, ironically, Terry

persuaded Patty to try it herself. 



When word leaked out that Patty now was also afflicted by this

dread condition, Donna Princeton decided to do it just once to get

even with Marge and Patty. Like Patty, she was instantly hooked.

One try was all it took for them to realize what great fun it can

be to enjoy non-stop sex for four or five hours. Even the soreness

that comes the next day has an erotic feeling about it. Connie

Blair was the last to fall into line just six months ago. Jake

Fallon is sure his wife Celeste will give it a try soon. She'd do

it for no other reasons than to keep him from hounding her about it

anymore...and to put to rest any doubts that she wasn't as good in

bed as the other four. The latter was a matter of great pride to

her. "If I did it, your friends would never be satisfied with any

other woman," she boasted to Jake the last time they discussed it.



As for Marge, her history of fucking other men, first without and

then with Monty's knowledge and encouragement, started soon after

they were married. It all began in a moment of half-drunken

weakness when she was attending a beautician's conference in

Cincinnati. Having for some unknown reason always had the

misconception that male hairdressers were all gay, she didn't put

up her usual defenses when one of the guys at the conference

started getting friendly. They had a few drinks together and then

he offered to walk her up to her room. She didn't object when he

came in with her. Having reached this point without resistance, the

guy moved quickly, and by the time Marge recognized the flaw in her

thinking, the guy had pulled up her skirt, slipped his hand into

her panties and was running his fingers up and down her wet slit. 



Since Marge tends to become quite amorous when even slightly

intoxicated, she put up only token resistance. In a matter of

seconds her panties were off and the head of a strange cock was

forcing her cunt lips open. She gasped as he pushed the rest of the

way in and then became absorbed in the wonderful feeling of being

fucked. Fortunately for her the guy was a sensitive lover who made

sure that she came a couple of times before he was finished. This

left her with a stronger sense of pleasure than feeling of

guilt...so much so that the next day when she saw him again at the

conference luncheon, she invited him back for an encore that

evening. This time she was stone cold sober, and she became

convinced that "fucking around" was really a lot of fun.



Marge thought about confessing her indiscretion to Monty when she

returned, but unfortunately for him, he was in a bad mood about

some petty thing and made her angry. She decided to keep the matter

a secret. He deserved it.



A couple of months later Marge was shocked to get a call at the

beauty shop from the guy who she'd fucked at the conference. He was

in town and wanted to get together. She thought about it for a few

seconds before accepting.

"What the hell," she said to no one in particular. "I don't see how

anyone will get hurt by it." She met the guy at his hotel and they

had another great time in bed. Before he left, the guy mentioned to

Marge that a friend of his was coming into town later in the month.



"He's a really nice guy," he said. "Good looking too. Do you think

you'd be interested in getting together with him? You're so great

in bed that I know he'd have a wonderful time."



"What the hell," Marge said after she thought about it very

briefly. "Sure, why not. If he's a friend of yours, he must be OK."



Marge met the friend two weeks later and thus began a once or twice

a month schedule of getting together with men just to get laid. Her

two friends from out of town referred another couple of guys her

way. Since she was getting to like having a strange cock stuffing

her cunt every couple of weeks, she grew a little impatient when no

one called her for nearly a month. This prompted her to go out

alone looking for an interested man for the very first time. She

learned, to her surprise, that they were very easy to find and for

the next year she didn't let a week go by without feeling a strange

cock pump its load into her cunt.



By the end of this time, having encountered no problems greater

than mistakenly having two guys show up to meet her at same

time...she fucked them both..., Marge was getting pretty bold. She

didn't know that Monty was becoming suspicious. Usually she

arranged her liaisons for lunch time or afternoons when she could

fit them in between her appointments. There were a few evening

dates thrown in out of necessity. She didn't need to make excuses

for her daytime rendezvous, but if she went out in the evening,

that was a different matter. When she told Monty that she had a

club committee meeting the third time in less than a month, he was

skeptical. In fact he was so skeptical that he decided to check up

on his wife. 



Marge had naively made it easy by mentioning the name of the

restaurant where this meeting was supposed to be taking place. In

reality the bar in this restaurant was where Marge planned to meet

her paramour. From there they were going to his apartment. Monty

drove up just in time to see Marge get in the guy's car and drive

away. He was crushed. He thought about following them but he was so

shocked when he recognized her, that the guy had disappeared from

view before Monty was able to react. He had no choice but to go

home and wait.



The hours went by painfully slowly as Monty sat waiting for his

wayward wife to return. Visions of her with another man kept

running through his head. He hadn't actually seen the guy's face so

he could only imagine what the man looked like, but that was

enough. Monty's mind began to focus on images of an anonymous cock

pounding into his wife's familiar puffy wet cunt. As time went by

the images became sharper and more vivid. He could even picture

Marge in the throes of orgasm. Monty was surprised to find that as

he imagined his wife being fucked he was getting hard. By the time

she arrived home Monty's rage and hurt had pretty much been

replaced by an overwhelming attack of horniness.



Marge was quite surprised when Monty met her at the door. She was

even more surprised when he grabbed her hand and led her, on the

run, down the hall and into the bedroom. She was stunned when Monty

threw her down on the bed, ripped off her panties and announced

"now it's my turn to fuck my slut wife". Then Monty plowed into his

wife with a vigor greater than either of them could remember. It

took him less than a minute to cum.



"So tell me, did you have a good time at your committee meeting?"

Monty asked when he'd recovered. "It looked like a pretty small

committee to me."



"What?" Marge asked. "What are you talking about? What is going

on?"



"Come on Marge. I know what you were doing tonight. I saw you leave

the restaurant with a guy. It's bad enough that you were playing

around on me, but don't make matters worse by trying to deny it. I

just wonder how long this has been going on, and who you're doing

it with."



Marge's face turned white when she realized that she'd been caught.

She was too distraught to speak. Instead she just laid there on the

bed staring up at the ceiling. She was lying with her legs slightly

apart so Monty could see that her clit was swollen and covered with

cum. He knew that some of it was his own, but there was too much of

it to be all his. Besides she felt all squishy when he entered her.

Her pussy felt like someone else had fucked her before.



"So tell me, loving wife. Who else's cum do you have in you? Whose

cock did you suck tonight? What was really happening last week and

the week before that? What have you really been up to?"



The next hour was filled with tears, apologies and confessions of

guilt. Monty learned some of the truth about what his seemingly

loyal wife had been doing behind his back, although the only parts

she admitted were the last four times she'd gone out. As Marge

fessed up, Monty kept pressing for details. By the time she'd

described her last two trysts in graphic detail, her husband was

hard again and her disclosure was interrupted by a second round of

passionate fucking. Both of them were mystified by this reaction,

but as soon as Monty had caught his breath he pressed his wife for

more details. Marge was in the midst of describing the first outing

that she planned to reveal when Monty was ready for action again.

This time satisfaction took quite a while, but he did fill his

wife's already overflowing cunt with one last load of his cum

before he collapsed and fell asleep.



The next several days at the Hayes home were filled with a

combination of guilt, depression, pain and anger mixed with very

high doses of sexual arousal. Marge and Monty were having

passionate and satisfying sex at least twice a day. They had never

had this much sex even on their honeymoon. In between romps in the

bedroom, Marge began to divulge more of the details of her illicit

activities. At first neither of them spoke about it, but it was

becoming obvious that both of them found her revelations to be

extremely erotic. Finally one evening as they laid in bed

recovering from their third round of fucking for the day, Monty

broke the ice.



"I don't know if it's my imagination or what but it seems to me

that all this talk about what you've been doing really turns us

both on. Have you noticed that too?"



"Well it seems pretty obvious to me. I've never seen you ready for

action so often. I'm almost always ready to fuck, but I've never

seen you able to do it so much. What do you think that means?"



"I hesitate to think what that means," Monty said. "I mean what I'm

thinking sort of scares me."



"What's that?" Marge asked.



"I'm thinking that beneath it all, I really like the idea of your

having sex with other men. Now that just can't be possible."



"Why not?"



"It's just not natural. Men get jealous when their wives do things

like that...don't they."



"Most do, I guess, you really don't act jealous?"



Well, the Hayes never did answer the question of why they reacted

as they did. They just decided to accept the fact that Marge loved

to have sex with other men and, once she realized it was safe, she

loved to tell her husband about it. For his part Monty loved

knowing what she was doing and hearing all of the juicy details

later. 



Less than a week later Marge had another "committee meeting" and

Monty sat home waiting anxiously first to hear about what she'd

done and then to eat and fuck her cum filled pussy. 



This all started nineteen years ago. During the years since hardly

a week has passed when Marge didn't enjoy the pleasures of at least

one or two cocks in addition to her husband's. Last night she'd

enjoyed four. Now here at the lingerie shop there were three cocks

eagerly waiting to satisfy her. Monty found this prospect just as

exciting today as when they first started nearly twenty years ago.



Monty listened and watched the preparations in the next room

carefully. When Ron asked Marge to take off her skirt and panties,

she didn't hesitate, but stripped completely to the buff instead. 

"Looks like she's ready," Monty said to himself as his wife climbed

up the table and spread her legs. 



Although Dave had seen his mother-in-law's pussy for the first time

the night before, he gasped when he saw it so brazenly on display

right in front of him. He knew she was already turned on because

her clit was swollen and protruded through the thick thatch of her

beaver. Ron thought it appropriate that Dave have the honor of

shaving this cunt and Dave wasn't about to argue. Monty and Ron

watched as Dave put the clipper to work removing her beaver. In

less than a minute this well-used cunt lost its veil of dark brown

pelt and was now clearly on display surrounded by a short dark

stubble. Monty loved the look of it already.



Before he covered her loins with a hot wet towel, Dave held a

mirror in place so Marge could see what had already happened.



"Wow! That does look different," she commented. "Do you like it,

Dave?"



"Ummmhmmm," Dave replied self-consciously. He didn't know how to

react to the new sexual dimension in his relationship with his

inlaws. He would have been even more uncomfortable if he knew his

father-in-law was watching him. 



Applying the shaving creme is one of the best parts of the shave

because it is an ideal occasion to sneak a few good feels. Dave

didn't miss the opportunity. In fact it would have been hard not to

touch Marge's clit because it jutted out so prominently. Marge

moaned softly as she felt Dave's fingers brush her most erogenous

spot. Monty had to adjust his pants as his erection grew from

watching another man's fingers touch his wife like that.



Dave knew he had to be very careful to avoid cutting her with the

razor. This meant when he shaved her outer lips he had to hold her

clit out of the way with his other hand. When Marge started moaning

more loudly Dave put down the razor and concentrated on playing

with her clit. He had never touched or even seen one so large

before, so he wasn't sure exactly how to handle it. Fortunately he

had beginner's luck and soon his mother-in-law's body shook

violently before she howled in ecstacy. Her loud reaction startled

Dave and he stepped back in embarrassment.



"I think the whole city heard that," Ron said with a laugh. "Good

work Dave."



Dave regained his composure and resumed his duties with the razor.

A few final strokes later found Marge with a bald pussy. Dave

meticulously wiped away the residue of the shave creme and then

stepped back to survey the erotic scene before him.



"Fantastic!" he said.



"Yes, fantastic," echoed Monty when he saw his wife's new look on

screen. His view of her smooth slit was suddenly blocked as Dave

moved into position to give Marge the "tongue test". 



Any reservations Dave may have felt about eating his mother-in-laws

pussy were overcome by the sight of her freshly shaved cunt

brazenly laid out before him. He dove in. Dave tried to give oral

attention to the entire length of Marge's slit which by now was

extremely wet. He found, however, that her engorged clit kept

getting in the way so he soon focused his effort on it. Because

Marge was already pretty worked up and she climaxed easily anyway,

he soon felt her body start to shake and then everyone in the shop

heard a loud wail of pleasure. 



"OOHHHHH DAVE, THAT'S WONDERFUL," his mother-in-law shrieked.

"OOHHHH, I LOVE YOUR TONGUE, BUT NOW I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME!" she

commanded at the top of her voice. Fortunately there were no

customers in the store at the moment but Jill and Lindsay joined

Traci in laughing at her mother's outburst.



"It sounds like your husband is a big hit with mom," Lindsay

observed.



"Well, I guess we all know that Dave does know how to eat pussy,"

Jill agreed.



By this time Dave had stripped and stepped forward and was rubbing

his cock-head in Marge's wet slit preparing to penetrate her. This

time he was going to savor the experience of entering her love

canal because it had happened without his knowing whose it was last

night. As Dave started to push her cunt lips apart with his cock

head he looked up at Marge's face. She gasped slightly as he

entered her.



"Ohhhh, Dave. Fuck me Dave! Fuck me!" she said softly.



Dave easily slid all the way into Marge's wet tunnel. Then he

slowly pulled nearly all the way out. With a slow steady motion,

Dave began to fuck his mother-in-law savoring each stroke. Marge

was relishing it too. The look of pleasure on her face told Dave

that.



Monty was enjoying the sight as well. He had his cock out of his

pants and was stroking himself as he watched his wife's freshly

shaved pussy get plugged. 



"This is going to drive my poker buddies crazy," he said to himself

softly. "I'll bet Marge starts a new fad among the wives."



"What did you say Monty?" Jill asked. She had quietly entered the

office and was standing beside Monty as he played with himself

while he watched his wife fuck their son-in-law on TV.



"Here. Let me help you with that," Jill said as she knelt beside

Monty. He didn't say a word but moved his hand away so that she

could have access to his throbbing tool.



Ron didn't want to be left out of the fun so he stripped and placed

his cock in front of Marge's face. She seized the opportunity and

began to lick the tip of his cock and play with him with her

tongue. When Dave started to pick up the pace, Marge called for a

pause in the action. She rolled over and got up on her hands and

knees so Dave could fuck her doggy style. Then she went back to

work on Ron. Soon her body was bouncing back and forth between the

two men. She was impaled first on one man's cock and then on the

other.



The sight of his wife servicing two men...his favorite sight and

her favorite activity...was more than Monty could handle, and he

shot his load down Jill's throat. She swallowed it

enthusiastically. Monty momentarily forgot about the action on TV

but the loud wails and moans emanating from the backroom told him

there were more orgasms taking place there. He decided it was time

for him to get in on the fun with his wife, and, as he opened the

door to peer in, Ron had taken Dave's place and was about to thrust

his hard cock into her sloppy cunt. He gasped at the sight and

Marge heard him.



"Get over here and help us out," his wife ordered. "I need a cock

in my mouth."



Ron and Monty both added loads of cum to Marge's bare cunt before

they were finished. When they were done Marge was fucked out and

collapsed on the massage table.



"Boy, your cunt sure looks like one sloppy mess," Monty said to her

that night as they watched a video of the afternoon's orgy. "The

cum dripping out is so much more visible and erotic looking when

there is no hair in the way."



"Hon," Marge replied, "it wasn't dripping out. It felt like a

river. When I had hair it helped absorb some of it, but today all

of it ran down the insides of my thighs. I sure would like to know

who the smart-ass was who stole my panties. They would have soaked

up some of it. I'll bet Dave took them," she went on with a laugh.



"I sure wish Traci would have let me share her husband a long time

ago when I first wanted to. He is really a terrific lover."



"Don't feel bad dear," Monty comforted his wife. "You can easily

make up for the lost time."



"Oh, I plan to," Marge replied. "In fact I'm going to get a real

good start at that next Saturday night."



"How so?"



"Well, it seems that Traci has invited the members of Dave's

softball team over for a different kind of ball. She invited me to

help her. She says there will be at least nine or ten men there.

That should be more than enough to satisfy this horny old broad."



Monty sighed as he thought about watching a room full of men fuck

both his wife and his daughter. 



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