Suburban Wife Ch. 05

Kelly showered while John got ready to go out for the evening with the group. The couple had still not discussed what was going on with their vacation. Like the previous day, Kelly had spent the afternoon by the pool enjoying the sun and the carnal skills of the servants. Each of the servants had pumped their loads into his wife and John was left to watch. Trisha had given him a brief hand job while they were in the pool, but left him with a stiff cock and no satisfaction.

Out of the shower and fully dressed, John was amazed how sexy his wife looked. It seems that just about the time he got the nerve up to confront her about her slutty behavior, she would come out dressed in something sexy or naked except for red heels. Anne mentioned they would be going to a private dance club and to wear something sexy, and Kelly took that to heart.

John's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw how the other women were dressed. He had already seen the three of them naked, so he was surprised that they could look even sexier, but they did.

"Kelly, please don't be offended but I think we need to work on your wardrobe a little bit. Julie, take Kelly and help her find something more appropriate for the club."

Grabbing his wife by the hand, John watched as Julie led Kelly back to her room. The two women were about the same size, so John suspected his wife would get a peek at Julie's extensive closet of sexually charged clothing. Since arriving at the mansion, Julie must have worn ten different outfits. All of them screamed "Use me like a fuck toy."

"Wow!"

John could not believe his eyes. His wife was dressed in a sheer black top, sans bra. The micro skirt was red and barely covered his wife's ass. John walked over to kiss his wife. As he did so he ran his hand up her skirt and confirmed his suspicions, she was not wearing any underwear.

"I'm glad you like it baby."

The limo ride was about 15 minutes, during which Anne described their destination. It was a private club that catered to sexually open couples, men and women, some of whom would be attending Anne's party later in the week. The servants were club favorites and the owners allowed Anne to bring them in despite being naked.

John barely paid attention to Anne as she talked about the club. His attention was focused on the bald pussies displayed under the short dresses. Yes, he had seen each of these women naked today but the sight of them in "fuck me" outfits brought a bulge to his pants.

The limo stopped and the passenger door opened. The group got out into a dark ally, so it was easy to hide the fact that the two servants were naked. The group hustled quickly into the waiting area of the club and then through a set of double doors.

John was immediately inspired by the brick and red upholstery of the furniture. There were about fifteen tables and about a dozen couches and chairs spread throughout the club. In the center of the club was a two tiered dance floor. In the corner by one of the clusters of couches was a stripper pole. A naked redhead was spinning around the pole, jiggling her ass for two women sitting on a nearby couch. The music was trendy and not too loud, so it was possible to carry on a conversation as well as dance.

Eric and Mindy, owners of the club, greeted Anne and the rest of the party by the bar. Anne introduced Kelly and John, explaining that they had rented space at the mansion and were enjoying their stay. Mindy showed the group over to their reserved space as Eric fetched a couple of bottles of champagne from behind the bar.

John looked around at the crowd. They all seemed to be between 25 and 45; women making up about 60 percent of the patrons. It looked like there were several single males, most of whom had the features of Anne's two servants. It did not take long for John to notice that most of the women were dressed like his wife.

The drinks started flowing as numerous friends of Anne's came by to say hello and introduce themselves. John watched as several of the men and women surveyed his wife like a lion looking at a fresh kill.

"David, the guy that just left has an incredible cock. It is longer and thicker than Morris' and I can't tell you the number of orgasms he's given me."

Trisha said it loud enough so that his wife could hear it, but also making sure that John heard what she said. Kelly just smiled at the statement and took another sip of her drink. John looked over at his wife and he could almost see her imagination at work. John was certain that his wife wanted to fuck David and from the look Trisha gave him it was almost inevitable that she would facilitate their hooking up.

"Don't give me that shy look Kelly. I saw how you looked at him when he was talking to us. You wanted to fuck him even before I told you that he has an 11 inch cock. Admit it."

"I didn't say a word. John is my witness, isn't that right, hone?"

John was stunned and amazed by his wife. How dare she ask him to side with her, when they all knew that Kelly wanted to fuck the stranger?

"I'm not commenting since no one gives a shit what I think or say."

This time it was Anne who chimed in and asked to speak with John for a second. Her request was followed with a warm smile and an outstretched hand. The smile really concerned John, since it was so unlike Anne to smile at him. He accepted her hand, helping her stand up from the couch. Anne pulled John by the hand and led him to a secluded corner of the club. As they approached the corner, Anne pushed John back against the wall.

"John, is there a problem?"

"Are you asking me if I have a problem with my wife fucking total strangers?" John's voice rose as he finished the sentence.

"I thought that we came to an understanding the first day. You are my guest and I told you what goes on at my mansion. I told you everyone is free to participate and that no one is forced into any sexual activity. Kelly is a grown woman and capable of making her own decisions. I think you need to respect her desires."

"Why should I do that, Anne? Why should I watch other men fuck my wife and then have her slam her dripping pussy onto my face to eat her out? I don't remember you saying anything about that on the first day."

"Please keep your voice down and do not embarrass me in front of my friends."

John realized that his voice had continued to rise as he became furious over her comments.

"I'm sorry I raised my voice, but I am angry. This is not how our vacation was supposed to go."

"Whose fault is that John? I think that you are partially to blame. I think you could have physically restrained your wife over the last couple of days to keep her from fucking the servants and Trisha. I think some small part of you likes watching your wife fuck like a dirty whore."

The last sentence was augmented with squeeze of John's cock through his pants.

"I think you enjoy watching your wife lick pussy and get slammed from behind by a big cock. From what she told me earlier today, you did not complain when she shoved her dripping pussy on your face last night."

"But...."

"No. Don't try to hide it."

"I was going to stay that you...."

John did not get to finish the sentence before Anne kissed him and squeezed his cock like a vise. The pain in his cock was magnified when Anne took a chunk of his lower lip in between her teeth and bit down. Several seconds of pain followed as Anne held his lip in between her perfectly white teeth. Suddenly the pain disappeared as Anne pulled away from him.

"Now, why don't we go back to the table and meet some more of my friends?"

The introductions lasted for another half hour as almost everyone said hello to Anne and her staff. One woman said hello to Anne and then took Alex by the hand and led him over to one of the couches to fuck. It seems that the servants were fair game for any of the female patrons.

After the second bottle of champagne, Trisha pulled Kelly out to the dance floor. John watched as his wife and Trisha started dancing. At first it was innocent, but then it became a little more flirtatious. At one point Kelly signaled to John to join them on the dance floor. Dancing was not his specialty, but he was not going to pass up the chance to dance with his wife and Trisha. The innocent dancing got a little more risqué as Trisha started grinding her ass into John's crotch. At one point she bent over and reached between her legs to stroke his stiffening cock.

Both ladies continued to tease him and then eventually sent him back to the table. At that point the dancing got sexual. Kelly started grinding into Trisha, who took the opportunity to fondle Kelly's breasts.

"Take your clothes off, baby. I want to see that sweet pussy of yours grinding on me."

Kelly didn't need any further encouragement. Within seconds her skirt and top fell to the floor. It amazed John that his wife got several looks from men and women in the club, but no one seemed to care that his wife was stark naked except for her heels. The other amazing thing was that Morris appeared out of nowhere to gather up his wife's clothing.

The sexual grinding got more intense by the moment. At one point Trisha pulled Kelly over to the stripper pole. His wife had taken a couple of striptease fitness classes a while back with a neighbor, so she wasn't ignorant of how it worked. John watched as she worked the pole.

"Hi, I'm David."

John was watching the strip show and almost didn't notice the guy standing next to him.

"Hi, I'm John."

"I understand you are visiting Anne. How is your vacation?"

"My vacation is fine, thanks for asking. Do you live here on the island or are you visiting as well?"

"Yes, I run one of the local dive shops. You and your wife should come by and try it."

"Thanks for the offer. Kelly and I have been meaning to get certified." John motioned over to his wife who was now humping Trisha's face as she sat on the couch. John had been to several strip clubs and was quite impressed with his wife's lap dance skills.

"Does your wife do lap dances for strangers?"

"I don't know. This is the first time she has been in a club with a stripper pole and lap dance couches. This is definitely the first time she has ever stripped for anyone, even me. I guess you would have to ask her yourself." John knew the answer to the question. Trisha's comments earlier about the size of David's cock were meant as a commercial about his sexual abilities, one he was certain that his wife would take him up on if he asked her for a lap dance.

"I think I just might do that. Please excuse me"

John could not hear the discussion, but David walked up to Kelly and Trisha and said hello. He then whispered something into Kelly's ear and then smiled at her. John could almost read Trisha's lips and it look like she said, "Have fun". Kelly climbed off Trisha and allowed David to take her place.

John watched as his wife slowly began to grind into David's crotch. David appeared to be following the standard no touch rules enforced in most strip club.

Kelly started grinding on the cute stranger. She had never visited a strip club and her only experience with a lap dance was what she saw in the movies and learned in her stripping class.

"You know you can touch me if you want."

Kelly wanted David to touch her, lick her and fuck her every possible way. Trisha told her about his huge cock while Kelly gave her a lap dance moments before. That only made the decision to agree to his lap dance request that much easier, despite the glaring look from her husband.

The adherence to those unwritten rules changed after Kelly started stroking the guy's big cock through his trousers. At first he pinched her nipples and then sucked one into his mouth. The action got hotter when his probing hand inserted a finger into her pussy.

Kelly thought that her pussy was on fire. She could feel the outline of the stranger's enormous cock tucked into the trousers as she rode the guy. The biting on her nipples almost sent her over the edge. The first orgasm was a small shudder, nothing spectacular, but an orgasm none the less. As her body stopped shaking, David inserted two fingers into her pussy, which gave her something to grind upon. The second orgasm was stronger, but not earth shattering.

Kelly looked around in a moment of clarity. Trisha was on the couch watching her lap dance for the stranger. There were a couple of other men and women that gathered to watch the show as well. Kelly did not see her husband, but assumed that he was watching from their table and was probably angry.

Kelly ran her hand down David's chest and found the zipper to his trousers. She needed his cock in her mouth. It was spectacular, just as Trisha had promised. It was 11 inches long and very thick. Kelly knew that she could not get all of it in her mouth and wondered how much would fit in her pussy. Her pussy tingled at the thought of getting fucked doggie style by that monster.

Kelly's attempts at a blow job focused on the head of the cock, while stroking the length of it with both of her hands. She could barely close her hand around it. Happy with her work, Kelly released the tip from her mouth and moved to impale herself on it.

Kelly climbed up onto David's now bare chest and started lowering herself onto the massive cock. The stretching was almost too unbearable to take. At first she only got a few inches of it into her. With some apprehension, she started to slowly bounce up and down. Each time a little more of the cock stretched her pussy as it went deeper and deeper.

Soon the bouncing became deeper and faster, until more than half of it was inside of her. The burning pressure on the inner walls of her pussy was soon replaced with the first earthquake of an orgasm. It flooded David's crotch, adding lubricant to her already drenched cunt.

Kelly looked up and saw there were two other cocks standing at attention next to her. The guy on her left had a cock about the size of her husband's while the one on right was longer. Without hesitation, she took the one on her right side into her mouth and started stroking the one on the left.

David thrust up into Kelly as she ground her hips down onto his cock. The second massive wave of an orgasm almost caused Kelly to bite the cock in her mouth. Suddenly Kelly pushed up and off David's large member.

"Take your clothes off, David."

Turning to the guy who she had been sucking, Kelly instructed him to sit down on the couch. Once the guy was sitting down, Kelly bent over to continue her blow job. No instructions were needed for David, as he sank his shaft deep into Kelly.

Kelly just about passed out from the next orgasm. The full length and girth of David was now trying to pound the lower portions of her lungs, or at least that's how it felt. She still had a hand on the guy to her left, making certain that his cock received attention every now and then.

The pace of David's pounding picked up with Kelly's next orgasm. Kelly could tell that he was close to blowing his load into her. She reached between her legs with one hand and started squeezing his balls, as if milking a prized bull. Her efforts were rewarded with streams of hot cum injecting into her pussy.

Kelly released the cock of the guy standing next to her and looked into his eyes. "Fuck me now!" It was more of a command than a request; one which the guy was happy to follow.

The pace of his thrusting was not a harried as David's and his cock was nowhere near as big, but Kelly thought it would do for now. The angle and length of this new cock was perfect for hitting her G-Spot and the next orgasm was a chain of spasms accompanied with a river of ejaculate all over the floor of the club.

This was too much for the guy fucking Kelly and he grunted when he shot his load deep into her. Kelly also got a surprise when the dick in her mouth erupted in torrents of white cream. She had a hard time swallowing it, but managed to get most of it down her throat.

Kelly looked over to her left and saw that Trisha was still watching the show. Sometime in the last 45 minutes, she had gotten up and brought a drink over for Kelly. The guys now out of the way; she snuggled up to Trisha and downed the champagne. The drink helped wash down the cum stuck to the back of her throat, but did little to put out the fire in her pussy.

"I need to get fucked some more." Kelly eyed two men that watched the show earlier. She gave them the "come here" finger wag as she spread her legs and pussy for them to see.

The guys were naked in moments. Kelly did not have to do much work to get them hard, but she enjoyed sucking on their cocks for a while. The younger of the guys pulled Kelly's mouth off his cock and bent her over the couch.

"Fuck my wet cunt."

John could barely hear what his wife said, but he was certain that she said "cunt" and "fuck."

The guy obliged Kelly's request, jamming his cock deep into her with one stroke. The other guy sat down in front of Kelly, allowing her to suck his dick. It did not take long before he guy fucking her from behind was plastering her insides with sticky, white strings of cum.

Kelly released the cock in her mouth. "Your turn to fuck me, big boy." Kelly gave the guy on the couch her best "fuck me like a dirty slut" look as she held her boobs for him.

The second guy took his position behind Kelly and grabber her hips.

"Fuck me....dammit."

The pace was going too slow for Kelly, so she started pushing back into the stranger using the couch for leverage. Soon the guy behind her was jamming his dick into her G spot at a feverish pace. The orgasm hit Kelly like a car crash. Her knees gave out and the guy had to hold her by the hips to keep her from landing face first into the couch. The ensuing spray of ejaculate was more powerful than anything she had previously experienced with her husband.

Kelly fell face first into the couch and Trisha caught her before she fell to the floor.

"My God, that was fabulous. I didn't know you could spray that much."

It took Kelly almost 30 seconds to catch her breath enough to speak.

"Oh my God...did I spray all of that?"

Kelly surveyed the puddle on the floor next to the couch and the drops of liquid coming from her pussy.

"Yes, and it was great to watch."

The whole time John watched as Kelly was pumped full of cum from five different men. John had wanted to say something to his wife earlier, as she called the second set of guys over to fuck, but Anne stopped him cold in his tracks with her evil look. That look reminded him of their earlier conversation about Kelly being an adult and that he should respect his wife's carnal desires.

"John, remember that regardless of who your wife fucks in this club tonight, she will go to bed with you and fuck you last. Then she will fall asleep in the arms of the man she loves."

John continued to watch his wife as she fucked David a second time. This was quickly followed by the two other guys that had recovered from fucking her earlier in the evening. The highlight was watching his wife sixty nine a beautiful redhead with big boobs.

The ride back to the mansion was filled with conversations about sex. Kelly watched as Trisha and Julie made out. All three women were naked, clothing being collected up by the servants prior to leaving the club. Anne was in a thong and not much else.

As they walked into the front door of the mansion, John whispered in his wife's ear, "Let's go upstairs and fuck. You can tell me how much fun you had tonight." He really didn't want to hear how she enjoyed it, but he knew that would be enough to draw her attention away from the naked servants that were getting hand jobs by Trisha. It seemed as if she got off talking about getting fucked by strange men while riding her husband's cock.