Summer 1991
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Lynn, Kate, Melanie and I have become an inseparable MΓ©nage Γ quatre. Sometimes a threesome most often a foursome. When three of us are together, usually Lynn joins in during the four-play and then backs off to masturbate while she watches me with her friend. When the four of us are together, Lynn makes herself the center of attention and manages to have a couple hours of cascading orgasms, something every men envies. Women are so lucky to be able to have multiple orgasms for as long as their bodies can take it. I know I wish I could.
The four of use take all our vacations together. It seems the most natural thing in the world for us to be together as often as possible. The first time we all checked into a nice hotel suite, I tipped the bellman and he said under his breath, "You are a very lucky man." I simply replied, "You have no idea."
When we are out to dinner together, someone will pass by the table and ask, "How can one man have so many women all to himself?" Our standard tongue-in-cheek reply has become, "We're Mormon!"
I hooked up with Barb, the woman who's husband has a cuckold fantasy, a couple weeks after Kate's party. Barb asked me to act like I didn't know John was recording everything on his fancy new home security system. When I got home from that second tryst, Lynn said she didn't like it when I was off fucking someone outside our group. If she wasn't there with me she didn't like how it made her feel. That became a rule on the spot, both of us under the same roof whenever sex was involved (outside the four of us that is). The rule has never been broken, and ever since my third visit to Barb's house I have stayed within our group. I never really wanted to go outside our group anyway, it was to please Kate.
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It was a sunny Saturday, Lynn and I were off to an afternoon barbecue at Barb and John's house. There would be two other couples there as well. John and his buddies were playing a round of golf before the barbecue. I couldn't stay with the game. I prefer my anxieties and frustrations to come in the bedroom.
We were all sitting around their pool drinking a cold beer while John was getting his barbecue ready. He said the meat needed to marinate another half hour and then could fire up the steaks. He kept checking the grill temperature like an expectant father in the delivery room.
Barb called to John from the kitchen saying she needed his help. John said he was busy and asked if I could help her out instead. I knew this was a setup, so I played along. Lynn winked at me as I headed toward the back door.
When I got inside, Barb grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall to their bedroom. She pushed me down on the bed, yanked my shorts off and dove straight for my cock. She sucked my flaccid cock hungrily working me to full attention, gobbling it down like she was starving for it. I wondered if she was really this horny or if she was playing to the camera for her husband's benefit. It did't really matter.
When she had me completely hard, we switched places. I put her ankles over my shoulders and my cock seemed to fall inside her she was so wet and so ready to fuck. I was pumping in and out of her pussy less than a minute and Barb started rubbing her clit and begging me to hurry, "Hurry up lover, we can't get caught. I need your cum inside me now." She grabbed my hips and forced me to thrust faster. Watching her rubbing her clit with one hand and pinching her nipples with the other took me to the edge, I grabbed her hips and pumped into her hard several times. Cum erupted from my cock pumping jets of it deep inside her. I stayed in that position holding her legs close to my chest until my cock started to whither and my breathing calmed down. When I pulled out she dropped to her knees and sucked the cum from my cock. She looked up at me and winked and said, "Tell John I need his help right away." Knowing full well he was going to get his reward from her, a fresh creampie.
I walked back outside and told John that Barb needed him for something and that I would watch the grill. Lynn came up and whispered, "Did you have fun?" "I did what you wanted me to do, and yes, I had fun but I would enjoy it more with you."
A few hours later the other two couples made their excuses and left. Lynn and I said we would stay behind and help with the clean up. While I was coming out of the bathroom Barb said that she told John and Lynn to take care of the outside and she would have me help her in the kitchen.
Lynn knew full well what 'help' Barb wanted and that we would need some time. She suggested to John that they sit by the pool with their feet in the water and have another beer. Meanwhile in the bedroom, I was pounding out round two with Barb, putting another load inside her for John to to enjoy later.
I finished quickly and Barb said I should make some excuse to leave so she could get fucked by her husband for the rest of the afternoon.
As we drove off Lynn told me that she wasn't comfortable anymore with my arrangement with Barb. I said that was fine with me and I asked if we should help her find a new partner. "What about Tony from Kate's party, I think he might be interested, he's young and could give Barb what she wants, or should I say John?" Lynn said she would get Kate involved since she set it up in the first place. I never heard any more about it until we got a video from Barb a few weeks later.
I suggested we check out the new adult theater on the way home because it had been a long time since we last watched some porn together outside of the house and suggested she might get to jack off a stranger. "OK." she said with a big grin and asked, "How fast can we get there?"
This new place opened up a few months ago and it was the first time either one of us checked it out. The building was less than half the size of the old renovated theater we were use to. The sign said 'Movies, Dancers and Private Booths." Lynn suggested I put the video camera in her purse in case we wanted it later. We paid a cover just to get inside the door which was new for us. The inside was tacky to say the least. There were racks of books, magazines, videos and a small case with some crappy looking sex toys. There was an average looking young lady behind the counter, she asked us if we had ever been there before and we told her no so she explained that there were dancers in the main theater every half hour. That explained the cover charge. There were private booths if we wanted that instead, there is supposed to be only one person in a booth at a time but they had two slightly larger booths for couples if we were interested.
We payed for the theater. It was much lighter inside than we expected. Neither of us felt very comfortable about the setting. There were eight rows of seats for around a hundred people. It was about half full. There was a four-way scene on the big screen and we settled down into our seats. Lynn said, "Can you believe that, she just had three cocks inside her and she wants more." I replied, "Wish it was you up there?" I could see her blushing it was so light inside the theater. The scene ended and the lights came up and a dancer came out on stage. She looked tired, bored and totally disinterested in her audience and not very pretty. We could see several guys jacking off while they watched her dance. This whole operation was not exciting either of us in the least so we decided to leave.
"Not what you expected?" the girl behind the counter asked. Lynn responded, "No, not at all."
She suggested we try a booth. We discussed it and decided, what the hell we're hear, let's give it a try. She sold me $20 in tokens and added another $10 worth to the pile because we weren't happy campers. She said booth four was one of the larger ones and added, "Have fun!"
We went down the hall toward the booths and into #4 and locked the door behind us. It was pretty dark, but light enough by the video screen to see the coin slot. I fed in a half dozen tokens and we scanned the choices. Lynn said, "That one!" as she excitedly pointed to a gangbang video. We sat in the folding chairs and the video started. I scanned the room and saw a roll of paper towels on the back wall meant for cleanup, a small bench that looked like it could be used as a coffee table and not much else.
As the action on the screen heated up so did we. Lynn was idly stroking my cock and I was teasing her seeping pussy. After fifteen minutes or so we heard a tapping from the wall to Lynn's left. There was a hole in the wall just like we had read about in a 'Variations' magazine. Someone was sticking his hand into the hole and tapping for attention. Lynn looked at me with a questioning look. I said, "Same thing I told you before, you have three choices, ignore him, watch him or play with him." She looked over to the wall that was within her reach, and then back to me. I nodded that it was OK.
She reached out and scraped her fingernails lightly down the guys hand. I think she did it to let him know it was a woman on this side of the wall and not another guy. The hand disappeared and was quickly replaced by an average sized cock. She reached out and tentatively touched it like it might bite. Pretty soon she was giving him a great hand job and he started bucking against the wall, in short order, cum shot from the cock and hit the side of Lynn's pretty white cotton top. He said "Thank you." from the other side as we heard him leave his booth.