Showdown at the Beach
Bosom buddies Ally and Jennifer are devastated when they learn from two skanks that their husbands are fucking where they should not be.
Everything comes to a head in this final chapter.
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Rodryder44
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Paul and Bobby return to their cottages at 6 PM after their long day.
"Hey Ally, I'm back. Where're ya hiding?"
"I'm just getting out of the shower, honey. Dinner reservations are at 8."
Paul enters the cottage's bathroom to find Ally naked with her hair pinned up into what he calls 'her rooster-tail'. Her lovely ass is towards him and she is only wearing fuck-me heels. He paused to catch his breath.
"I wanna fuck you Ally."
She turns slowly and reaches out for him and he carries her to the king sized bed and throws her down. She has her index finger in her mouth and is eyeing him lustfully as he strips.
She thinks, "I love his cock."
Paul's best physical asset is his 10 inch cock.
She thinks, "This is my last fuck with that beautiful thing, so I want to remember it well."
"Fuck me, Paul."
At the same time Jennifer is sitting in a stuffed leather chair in the lounge at her cottage. She is naked with her legs resting over each chair arm holding a red and white aerosol can.
Bobby walks in and sees her pussy on full display.
She says, "Welcome home, husband. How about a snack?" She directs the can of whipped cream at her pussy and pressed the spray nozzle. ZZZZZIIPP.
Bobby has trouble getting his pants off because of his erect 9" dick and stumbles to the floor.
He gets up, kisses Jen passionately and puts his face in the whipped cream and starts reducing the size of the mound.
Jen is sad; there is no way this marriage can be saved. She will fuck him good before they go to dinner.
At 7:55 the two couples arrive at the banquet hall.
Jen and Ally are getting looks and raised eyebrows. They are wearing miniskirts and underboob tops that end at their nipples. The slut effect is enhanced with 6 inch clear fuck-me heels.
Paul and Bobby proudly escort their wives to the reserved table. Their pant fronts show how proud they are.
A waiter drops a tray of dishes when Jennifer sits down exposing her thong.
The girls order a cocktail and the men a beer. The cocktails disappear in one gulp and another round is requested. That round is also quickly downed. Paul and Bobby glance at each other quizzically at their wives' behavior.
Their meal order is taken and quickly prepared though still allowing the girls time for two more drinks.
There is little conversation during the meal as Jen and Ally seem fit to just entertain each other. The husbands are uncomfortable and talk between themselves, or acknowledge other diners passing by. It is a long meal.
Then Jen and Ally get up to go to the ladies room. The dining hall becomes notably quiet with the taping of their heels echoing off the walls followed by 200 eyeballs.
When they are gone the noise level returns to normal and Bobby asks Paul, "Did she say anything to you?"
"Nothing. She just fucked me like it was gonna be the last time and I know she was crying."
"Same thing with Jen. A royal blowjob after an appetizer of pussy and whipped cream."
"You don't think Diane and Mary lied to us do you?"
"If they said they did it, then they did. Play it cool," finished Paul.
At that moment the room quieted down again and everyone looked towards the ladies room door. Suddenly there was the taping of their heels as the band started playing the "Heigh Ho" song from Snow White. Everyone in the room clapped.
Jen and Ally started strutting like Mummers with their arms in the air. The crowd roared raunchily clapping their hands in time with the tapping heels.
They walked across the dance floor spinning around. When they raised their hands over their heads their breasts were exposed.
Mostly male voices chanted "Take it off, Take it off." Jen tore off her top and a dozen men got up to dance with her. They circled her and she became buried in the midst of groping arms. Ally came to her rescue as more males joined the enlarged circle until she too was hidden from view.
There was movement in that beehive pile in the middle of the room as the girls' skirts flew out followed by Ally's top and two thongs.
Bobby and Paul rushed in trying to get through to their wives when they were picked up in the air by four giant men and carried back to their table. They were made to sit and were zip tied to their chairs.
The big men went back into the pile and after a moment the frenzied beehive calmed down as men lined up in two rows ending at the center of the hall. At the head of the line Jen and Ally were being fucked by two men each. As the men climaxed they replaced by two new men.
Female diners took pictures of the fuck-fest. Sometimes there were three men fucking them at a time filling all the girls' holes at once.
The dining room slowly emptied as the male guests were sated. To speed up the line Jen and Ally began servicing five men at a time with two, or three, men cuming on their faces, breasts, and ass.
Ally and Jen were very vocal enjoying the assaults as they encouraged the men to fuck them harder and faster.
Paul and Bobby just watched wide-eyed. Finally, there were no more lines.
Jen and Ally walked over to their husbands toweling semen from their bodies. They actually glowed with that 'just-gang-banged' look.
They kissed their spouses.
Jen asked, "Did you have fun watching?"
Bobby looked at her like she had three heads and said, "I don't understand any of this. You were being gang raped. We were tied up trying to rescue you. I'm getting the idea that somehow we did something wrong. What the fuck is going on?"
Ally signaled the head chef who wheeled a serving cart with two covered dishes from the kitchen to the table.
Jen said "You didn't do anything Bobby. Thank you for dinner and great entertainment. Now here's your desert."
The Chef raised the dish covers exposing 'stripper's' and 'whore's' thongs. Jen and Ally placed them over their husbands' faces covering their noses with the wet gussets and mashed them into their mouth.
Ally slapped two sets of divorce papers on the table and said, "You've been served. Go home tomorrow and get your stuff out of our houses by the weekend."
The wives slapped their husbands' faces and turned with their four guards and left the hall.
Bobby said: "Now what? We're being divorced! What do you think about this?"
They were unable to loosen the zip ties and a guard standing behind said, "You'll cut your wrists. Just wait a little and I'll cut you loose."
"Could you open one of those documents and let me read it?" said Paul.
The guard picked up the paper, opened it and put it in front of Paul who started skimming through it out loud.
"This one's mine. Petition for Divor...Alicia...Brown...v...Rob...Infidelity. It names unknown Female Stripper as co defendant. That must be Diane.
"Lemme look at the other petition, please? Petition for div...Jennifer...Astin...v...Rob...Infidelity and the co defendant is unknown Female Whore. That must be Mary. Yep same charges. This is a mistake, Bobby. A fucking mistake."
"Okay men. Time to cut you free. Suitcases with your clothes are in the guest room down the hall. Your plane leaves tomorrow at 1:00 PM. It is suggested you not annoy your wives while you remain at the resort."
Bobby and Paul said, "Thank you", and immediately headed back to their wives' cottages.
They were stopped by two men and escorted back to the room at the hall. A guard was posted at their door. They tried calling their wives on the room phone until the extension was disconnected.
Jennifer and Ally slept together and cried themselves to sleep, finally.
At 6 AM the next morning they were woken by someone pounding on the cottage door. They opened the door to find 'stripper and 'whore' begging to speak with them. Ally slammed the door in their faces threatening to call the police if they didn't leave.
Ally and Jen were hungry and called room service. Room service said they would have to eat at the restaurant. They showered together and changed into daisy dukes and wife beaters with 5" wedge pumps and walked out the door.
On their way to the restaurant a uniformed constable stopped them and said he was to drive them to the security office regarding last night.
They were met by Chief Constable Maazawa who invited them into his office and had coffee brought in.
