You want me to do what? - Sex Stories

You want me to do what?

... have sex with now. I walked across the room ignoring the gropes and slaps from the other women. The music was still too loud to talk so as I approached she simply removed her thong and turned to kneel on the armchair. I know she isn't that keen on having sex in the doggy position but this was one of the positions which would have been on offer as 'one of those naughty things I like to do.' I had been promised if I did the modeling for Ali. I have never had sex in the presence of an audience before, well not until tonight of course, but knowing this was all consensual and being encouraged by all the other women made it all the more erotic. My cock felt harder than it had ever been and when I filled Helen's pussy I felt rather than heard the low moan emanate from somewhere deep inside her as if this was something special. As I slowly moved in and out of her I felt a hand start to caress my balls. It felt good but this was between Helen and I. Not wanting to spoil the thrill for the other woman, (or all the others cheering her on) I simply ignored her and concentrated on my wife. As my speed increased and my vigor grew, so did the cheering. I was banging harder and faster, pulling her back towards me almost being brutal in my need. The sound of our bodies crashing together could ...

... be heard above the music now as could her moans and cried of, 'Yes, yes ...... I love it. Bang me harder. Faster. Yes. Yes, yes. Do it. Come in me now. Do it.' I don't know about you but I couldn't resist this for long and neither could Helen and we both shuddered with fantastic orgasms virtuously simultaneously. As I pulled out I felt completely spent so much so that I didn't resist when One of the women, I have no idea which, was on her knees taking my still erect cock in her mouth sucking the last remains of cum from my still twitching rod. Realizing I was starting to soften, she soon relinquished her possession of me and made a show of swallowing as if she had taken my load. Smiling through my still in place mask and waving, I virtually ran back through the room and up the stairs. On arrival, Jeanette was somewhat distracted on the bed with two of her friends from downstairs, all totally naked and so engaged with each other, either didn't realize I had entered or chose not to. I dressed into my normal clothes quickly and headed back down the stairs we had come up earlier in the evening. When I got to the car, Helen was already there. She just smiled at me and said, 'Let's go home lover.' Isn't it amazing how quickly one can recover ones vigor when naughty things are on offer?