None of the four men were ready to stand up, as all four were sporting erections that took their cocks to the largest point they could attain. If Katie saw them in this state, they were all afraid that she might suddenly change her mind and want to just go to bed and sleep. If she did that, they might all have to go find a private spot and jack off to release at least some of the pressure and tension they were feeling. Pat was quite uncomfortable, because his dick actually hurt, it was so hard. Chris, who was the largest of the four men it would turn out, was in almost as much discomfort as Pat. Chet, who hadn't been laid in two years, was actually already leaking pre-cum and Frank could not believe what was happening. He kept expecting Pat to tell him it was time for him to leave, but that thought never even crossed Pat's mind.
For her part, Katie was ready to put on a hell of a show. Katie moved into the space surrounded by the four chairs the men sat in as Pat dimmed the lights and turned on the music, both with the remote, and as the drums and other instruments began to play, Katie began to move her hips to the rhythm and her hands moved in time as well.
The games had begun.
Katie moved her hips left, right and around in a seductive circle. She moved her hands around and shook her breasts to make the coin vest jingle. All the time she was dancing, the four men sat fixated on her plump, sweating body. They were so transfixed, that they had forgotten their drinks or to make suggestive remarks or cat calls. As she danced, Katie really got into the music and her body jiggled, bounced, swayed and gyrated in directions she would never have been able to do without the champagne. The champagne, enhanced with the Grand Marnier, had removed her inhibitions and allowed her to move her body like it was made to move, but her self-image would never allow. She always viewed herself as fat and unattractive. The previous Saturday night had shown her that she was wrong about that. This night would reinforce that fact, as well as prove that she knew how to move her body in an incredibly seductive way.
Her audience had now leaned forward to get a better view of Katie's rhythmic movements and hip thrusts. Her eyes were closed and she was sweating heavily, causing the costume to stick to her body. Without opening her eyes or saying a word, Katie removed the coin vest and then her dancer's top. Then she replaced the coin vest. All the while, her hips kept moving and swirling to the beat of the music. Next, she stopped dancing long enough to remove the bottom to the costume, leaving just the matching panty and coin belt. She was a vision of delight with her breasts covered only partially by the coin vest and her lower body covered by the panties and belt.
As soon as she was out of the clingy leg covering, her hips started to move again, as if they had never missed a single beat. The four men could no longer stand the strain of the silence and they began to urge Katie on in her dancing. They all shed their pants and under ware and were now sitting back in their overstuffed chairs with erections pointing towards the ceiling. Katie was oblivious to all of this. She had no idea that she was having that kind of effect on her husband and the other three men until Pat gently reached over and stroked her left breast as it hung below the coin vest. This brought her back to the moment and she looked around at the four hard cocks that ached to explode in her or on her. She simply said:
"Did I do that? Maybe I better do something to take care of the problem you all have. But, where should I start? I know! Each of you chose a number between one and five. Ready? Okay, Pat, Chet, Chris, Frank."
The men responded with: "Three; One; Five; and Two."
Katie smiled and said: "Chet, what would you like?"
Katie had a sly, smile on her face as she said that and Chet nearly came right then. He looked around at Patrick who just smiled and said:
"Go for it, dude."
Chet looked at Katie, who had shed her panties and now stood naked before them all except for the coin vest and belt. She had curves in all the right spots, with a large tummy, drooping breasts, red hair, and a plump ass that looked like it was made to spank and fuck. He could not believe that he had never considered fucking her before and was trying to figure out exactly what he wanted from her. He raised his right hand and motioned her to him with a finger. She dropped her chin a bit and swayed towards him, exaggerating the movements of her hips which caused the coins to jingle and her breasts, with their hard nipples poking out though the chain vest, to sway from side to side.
"Suck my hard cock."
Chris said this with a tint of anger in his voice, forgetting for a moment that this was not his ex in front of him. She knelt in obedience between his open legs and leaned forward slightly. She took Chet's cock in her hand and stroked it up and down a few times. He grabbed her hand and said:
"I said suck it, bitch."
She blushed at being called a bitch, which surprised Pat. Pat leaned forward in his chair and pushed his wife's head towards her best friend's rock hard cock, which she was about to suck, and said:
"You heard him, bitch. Suck his cock."
Katie blushed again and, as she engulfed Chet's swollen, purple headed cock with her wet, wife's mouth, softly said:
"Yes, Master."
She began to bob her head up and down Chet's blood engorged cock as he began to groan and closed his eyes in pleasure. She always produced a lot of saliva when she sucked cock and this time was no different. She looked up at Chet's face and began to slowly stroke his shaft with her hand as she sucked as hard as she could. She pulled her mouth off just long enough to say:
"Come in my mouth, Master Chet. Squirt your two years worth of cum down my throat. Make me gag on your stiffness."
Then she licked her tongue up the entire length of his cock from his hairy balls to the purple ball on the end of the shaft and swallowed his dick again. She sucked fast and hard for about another minute before Chet groaned loudly, grabbed her by the sides of her head and thrust as deep into her mouth as he could. As he did this last motion, his cock exploded in Katie's sweet, married, slutty, slave mouth.
"OOOHHHHHHHH! Swallow it all you fucking cunt! Suck my dick until it gets soft, bitch!"
Katie, obediently did as she was ordered, while the other three men, including her husband, just looked on in awe and admiration at the blow job she had just given and the amount of semen she had just swallowed. Having licked all the cum off of Chet's now, deflated cock, she raised up on her knees, looked at Frank and said:
"It's your turn, Master Frank. What is your pleasure?"
Frank wasted no time in his response.
"I am going to fuck you, Katie. "
"Where?" was her only response.
"Right in that sweet little pussy of yours!" Frank said back to her.
With that, he stood up and took her by the hand and led her towards the couch. There, he sat her down and knelt between her legs, wrapping his arms around her as he did so. Then, he started kissing her as deeply and passionately as he had ever kissed any woman in his life. He allowed his hands to start roaming over her body and settled on her breasts. He cupped each on in the palm of his hand and grasped her nipples between his thumb and index finger. He gently rolled them back and forth and occasionally pinched them.
Katie responded by allowing her hands to caress Franks' rather well muscled body. She slid them down his back and grabbed his hard ass and pulled his hips towards her open legs. She groaned and whimpered as he pulled and pinched her nipples and whispered to him:
"Do anything you want to too me, Master Frank. I am your slave girl."
Frank groaned and pushed her back onto the couch, pulling her hips towards the edge of the seat as he did so. He dropped down and placed his tongue squarely on her clit and started licking it quickly. Katie groaned and grabbed Frank by the hair, pulling his mouth tight against her soaking wet pussy. Frank licked and sucked greedily at her flowing pussy and slid two fingers into her hot wetness. Katie whimpered, mewed and panted under his relentless fingering and sucking and said:
"Oh fuck, oh, God, oh God, I am going to cum!"
Just as she said this, Frank's probing fingers found her "G" spot and presses on it. Katie exploded in an orgasm that left her weak and covered in sweat. She reached down and wrapped her hand around Frank's rigid cock and began to stroke it. Frank pushed her flat on her back on the cushions of the couch and climbed on top of her. He told her to put his cock into her pussy and she did so without hesitation. As his cock slid into her drenched vagina, Katie dug her nails into his shoulders and back. Frank drove his cock into Katie until his balls slammed into her blood swollen pussy lips and she yelped just a bit from the pain.
Frank then began to slowly pull his cock out of her until the head of his dick slipped out of her and then sunk back in. His cock was about the same size as Pat's and she loved the feel of it sliding over her g-spot. She whimpered and purred and pumped her hips up at his invading manhood as her pussy tried to milk the sperm from his balls. All the while, she kept urging him on with: