Barbara's Exposure Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

Barbara's Exposure Pt. 09

... turn up with a truck packed with all our stuff -- I'd gutted our house and left a garbled voicemail with work that I'd not be coming in that week. Perhaps I wouldn't be coming back at all -- I hadn't thought that far ahead just yet.

As I pulled up, the door opened and the smiling face of Julia appeared, jumping down the steps to greet me with a hug and a kiss.

"Babs is a little tied up," she winked. "We've got some guests over. Charles is here too; he can't wait to meet you!"

Julia and Charles having some friends over translated to six attractive couples being invited over for an orgy. Entering the living room, I was greeted by the sight of Babs, and I understood what Julia had meant.

Babs was literally tied up, lashed to what looked like a bent wooden pole which tipped her forwards and supported her weight. She was fixed at just the right height for a guy to slide into her from behind. One man was taking advantage of that opportunity. The noise Babs was making told me she was being fucked anally, I could tell the difference now.

As she was smashed forwards without mercy, every so often a drop of what must have been semen would drip from her nose or ear, or be flung sideways from one of her nipples which were circling wildly with the urgent motion the action of being banged into so hard and regularly from behind was generating. "Dan!" she squealed in delight as she saw me. "Oh! Fuck!" I doubted whether my arrival could have prompted an orgasm. But who could ...

... tell with Barbara, the simple act of standing in front of a room of people calling her a slut and a whore was enough to have her climaxing. I glanced around the room as she let her orgasm take over.

The men had clearly all been having sex, the way they were naked and sprawled over the room. I was more than interested to see that there were an equal number of women sat in various stages of undress, some sporting lingerie and all clearly dressed for sex. I guessed their partners had all been seeing to Babs.

I chuckled to myself. It was no surprise really that someone like Julia, armed with an understanding husband and unlimited time and resources, would surround herself with like-minded people. I wondered where she'd find six attractive, perverted couples. That was a question for another day.

Some of the women were younger than me, some were older. All seemed happy and comfortable in this situation and unashamed of being mostly undressed in front of me, a stranger who had just walked in on them. In fact, there was a feeling that they had been waiting for this, the way they looked at each other and smiled at me.

Julia handed Babs a towel, and she dried her cum-soaked face and beckoned me over. As I kissed her, I might have tasted a slight hint of salty sperm on her lips. But I didn't care. I was home. Home was not a place; it was anywhere, as long as I was alongside this perfect woman.

The guy fucking her arse from behind withdrew and fired a load up her back. She ...