Kathy was dozing fitfully. She was amazed and ashamed at the fact that she had just had sex with a man who was not her husband. The way she had responded was like she was someone else, someone she had no idea about.
She came awake fully to see her bed partner, Professor Jack Strathmore, smiling at her. Knowing now what a key party was all about, she again wondered who was seeing to her husband's dick. He was still a real horndog, and she'd been giving him the cold shoulder, looking at sex with no more enthusiasm than cleaning up the kitchen or washing clothes.
"Could you get me something to drink please, I'm really thirsty."
Jack was happy to oblige, and in the kitchen, he drew out a bottle of ginger ale and poured out a glassful. He added his special ingredient, it was a combination of a sexual stimulant and a sensory enhancer, that would heighten her responses to stimuli. Jack smiled, he had used it on a few of the wives who had been somewhat reluctant, and once that was surging through their bodies, they became such cock hungry wildcats, they were ready to go all night.
He quickly returned to the bedroom and handed her the glass.
"After I finish this, I'd better get dressed and go home."
"Of course, I'll be glad to drive you home."
A few minutes later, Kathy felt the effects. She could feel a warm flow of blood to her groin, her breasts swelled, capped by turgidly swollen nipples, little prickles of lust making her nipples tingle, god, that felt so good. Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated, and she felt the creamy wetness of her lust bubble up.
Jack saw it and knew it was the time to move in. She did not object when he took her in his arms, her lips were pink, slightly parted, and she was helpless to do anything but let Jack use her for sexual pleasure.
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At that same time, Natasha was on elbows and knees, ass up on the bed. She had awakened Thomas, his cock had surged back up, and she was eager for more. She wondered if Thomas had ever licked a tight, twitchy asshole, because he was going to do it, now.
She reached back, grasping her asscheeks, and spreading them, she cooed, "I'm full of sass, so eat my ass!"
Thomas felt a bolt of lust, he had never been fortunate enough to enjoy ass-munching. Kathy had been very firm, no ass play. He saw the tight pink rose-shaped pucker of Natasha's asshole, looking so inviting.
Thomas caressed Natasha's ass cheeks with his hands taking the place, keeping those superb, supple moons spread for him. Soon his lips were on Natasha's ass cheeks; kissing her softly, slowly, and sensually.
With her hands free, Natasha brought them under her body so she could grasp her breasts, tugging and tweaking her nipples, making warm surges course.
Thomas slowly nudged her nose into her ass crack. He kissed Natasha's inner cheeks and then dragged his entire tongue through her ass crack eliciting a moan from Katherine.
