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The Children of Freedom Chapter Three
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stephen55

The Children of Freedom Chapter Three

Charles broadens his sexual horizons
Charles had just been left on the bed, blindfolded and restrained...

After what seemed to be an eternity, it started again. Gentle fingers played with me, massaged my groin, cupped my balls and then a hand took me and squeezed ever so slightly. My cock twitched and moved at the touch. Then it stopped again. I felt the bed move as she got on it and settled between my legs. Another long pause, then a mouth gently surrounded me and a tongue played with my head. I groaned softly and the mouth lowered and took most of me in. Lips tightened and the mouth moved up and off.

Another pause and it started again. I listened but could not hear any breathing. All I heard was faint laughter from the floor below. The mouth gave me slow, sensuous delights and a hand gripped my shaft. The hand didn't move, just held me as the mouth continued to make love to my now throbbing cock. More teasing followed as the mouth moved away and the hand relaxed. I couldn't think about time. It was slow motion and even with the incredible atmosphere, I was not even close to coming. I thought I was beginning to understand bondage. As much as I wanted to get off, it wasn't happening. I wanted to shout out, ‘Suck that thing! Make me come!’ but I knew better. The mouth slowly took me again and stayed still. The hand was around my shaft but not moving.

Then I felt a mouth on mine and I almost lost it. There were two others in the room and I didn't have a clue who the second was. Then I realized I didn't know if Maria was still here. The blindfold was not letting me see anything and the lack of voice was keeping me totally in the dark as to who the two people were. I then realized that one or both of the mouths could be male. That made me shudder and I felt a cold sweat break out. Then I felt the slightest touch from breasts graze my chest. Whose were they? I couldn't tell.

Then hands were pressing on the bed as someone was getting on at my end. There was weight on my upper chest. Then the smell of sex filled my nose and a woman's pussy was up against my chin. I tilted my head down as far as I could to get my mouth to the fragrant, warm moist tissues. Whose pussy I couldn't tell, except that I was sure it wasn't Rachael's. The labia were larger and the scent was not of her. The woman was gently rocking on my chest as she moved her pussy up and down.

My tongue went to it and I heard a slight moan. She positioned her clit at my mouth and I sucked it gently. The mouth around my cock had stopped moving but now started again, slowly. The mouth moved away, and hands ran up and down my legs. Feminine hands. Then they started to massage my ball sack and a fingertip touched my asshole. I tightened at that touch and it backed away.

The woman sitting at my face kept up her slow rhythm and was pressing into my face a bit more. She moved up slightly and now her vagina was massaging my mouth. I extended my tongue and she paused, letting me probe and lick. I felt a finger against her clit. Her own finger or another's was impossible to say. The blindfold stayed in place. The finger was rubbing the clit and I was kissing, licking and sucking at the vagina. She was very, very wet. It tasted like slightly salty sugar water. Not Rachael's wetness. Someone else's. The woman continued to move on me and then she moved back and I felt the finger curling into the vagina. It stroked for a second, then came out, to be replaced by two fingers. Must be her own fingers, I thought. She couldn't get them in very far. She massaged what part of her vagina she could for about a minute, then the fingers went away and her vagina was again at my mouth. I could hear steady deep breathing but not a trace of voice. A finger again was at the clit and my mouth went back to work on her vagina.

For several minutes, there had been no activity at the lower end of the bed. Then a mouth took my cock head in and a tongue went around it, sending a shiver up my spine. A hand cupped my ball sack and I felt a finger again touch my ass. This time I could feel lube being applied. The finger gently pressed and I forced my muscles to relax. It entered just to the first knuckle and paused. I felt more lube drip on me and the finger which came out and worked it a bit, then entered again. I was trying to keep up with my attentions to the woman sitting at my face and concentrate on my ass at the same time. So far, it was okay.

Then some kind of anal toy was put to me and I let it slowly slip in. It was slightly thicker than a woman's finger. It was only in an inch or two. The hand holding it ran it around my ass ring, gently making me stretch. I felt a sudden fear that the stretching might continue until I was open enough to receive a cock. It became hard to co-operate with that image in my mind. As the woman at my face kept up her steady slow rhythm, the anal toy came out, to be replaced by a larger one. Even with the generous lube treatment, it was hard to accept. I had little experience with this. I tried my best to relax and it eased in, my ass stretched more than before. A mouth came over my cock, as if to reward me. I hadn't noticed that it wasn't there for the last minute. I felt expert sucking and a hand massaged my lower shaft. The anal toy was being moved in and out and I couldn't quite decide if it felt good or bad.

Different was all I came up with. The mouth backed off my cock and the toy went in a bit more. Again I felt it being run around inside my ring. Was a bigger one coming? I tensed at the thought and had to make a serious effort to relax again. The woman up top was now breathing heavier. She was rocking on my face a little faster and my tongue was getting tired. I rested it for a moment, then used it again.

The anal toy was being taken out very slowly. When I felt it slip out, it went right back in. A few strokes and then it was coming out again. As it did, there was a pause and then back in it went. So this is what that feels like I thought. It actually felt good to have my almost virgin ass given this treatment. The mouth gave me more reward, longer this time, then backed off. Then the toy came out and I shuddered a bit. My fear was realized as another toy was pressed against me.

The rounded tip seemed to be too thick for me but it was pressed to me and held there. I tried to relax my sphincter but it was clamped down. The pressure against my ass continued and the mouth came back to offer encouragement. The woman up top was sighing now. Her clit came down a bit and I went for it, my lips sucking as my tongue ran over it. She sighed even loader and settled in against me. This was how she wanted to come and I did my best. The blow job below felt incredible and then the anal toy started to enter. Trying to keep my sphincter relaxed was almost impossible but with the rounded tip in, the rest slowly followed. I cried out, at least what I could with a woman's pussy fast against my mouth.

The toy seemed to be huge. It likely wasn't but it felt that way. I struggled to keep my muscles from clamping and was partly successful. The toy was moving only slightly and the mouth continued to reward my co-operation. I mentally concentrated on getting the upper woman off and tried to ignore my stretched ass. Not really possible but I did manage to feel my sphincter relax a bit. Now the toy felt merely large, not huge. Somehow I decided it wasn’t as thick as my erect penis, maybe considerably less. It felt surprisingly good. The woman up top was getting close and my mind went back to her.

She was getting more vocal but still, no words. As her pussy moved on me she was letting out short little grunts. "Mnnn! Mnnn! Mnnn!" and they were timed to her movement. She was very close and her rocking got more forceful. She was fucking my face. Then she started to moan and her hips were rolling. She was almost there. She paused, pushed into my face hard and came. Her pelvis jerked and she let out a long sensual groan. A few more jerks as she got the last bit of stimulation to her clit and then she relaxed, taking deep breaths and was coming back down. She stayed there for a short while, then got off and I received a very wet and sexually flavored kiss. I didn't hear the door open and close, just her breathing, slowing down and returning to normal. The toy was still in my ass. It started to buzz.

The vibrations were mild but the effect was electric. I would have lifted off the bed if I wasn't tied to it. I heard a slight giggle as someone thought it funny. Manners, I thought and said nothing. My sphincter was clamping and the vibrator was being moved in slightly more. This time, there was no oral reward. Then the vibrator was moved down on the outside, moving it up on the inside and I felt a wave of sensation flood up into me. It wasn't painful but wasn't particularly pleasant either. It took a few seconds for me to figure it out. The vibrator tip was now buzzing against my prostate. I had never felt this before.

I had read that the prostate was supposed to be the male G spot. With the sensations I was getting I had my doubts. It wasn't very pleasing but the effect on my cock was profound. I felt it thicken and harden until I was sure that I had the Mother of all erections. A mouth then descended and gave me a minute of soft, luxurious reward, then moved away. In a moment I felt a condom being unrolled onto me and some lube rubbed on. Then a woman, still unknown, got on me facing away and took my rock hard cock, guided it to her vagina and settled on me. She started to move herself up and down, fucking me.

The vibrator was turned off and I felt the pressure against my prostate ease. Even with my penis as solid as it was, the presence of the vibrator in my ass seemed to hold me back and I felt the woman's vagina, moving around me but didn't get the usual ecstasy. The feeling was the same but the signals didn't seem to go anywhere. I was beginning to think that this was exactly what was wanted. The woman was moving on me, fucking herself and I was unlikely to go soft. She had me just where she wanted me. I was very happy to be there.

After a few minutes she was moving faster. Then she moved off, turned around facing me and my cock went into her again. She sat up and rocked. This way my oak rod penis was being massaged into her genuine feminine G spot. She moved and then her lips were locked to mine. She kissed and sucked greedily, then back up to her rocking. I felt that her breasts, which had settled on my chest felt quite large. I tried to picture a face but the situation didn't allow much concentration.

She alternated her G spot rocking with leaning over to rub her clit against my pubic bone. She knew what she was doing and soon was moaning and taking deep breaths. She came down and hugged me, her kiss open and passionate. Her breasts felt like two soft pillows on me. She was sliding up and down, our sweat acting like massage oil. Then back up and more G spot action. The vibrator in me stayed put. Someone was moving it a bit and the sensations were getting more and more pleasurable. I realized that was in the hands of a couple of experts.

The woman riding me was now well on her way. She kept up a steady pace and didn't seem to be in any hurry to come. Perfect, I thought. She was enjoying being close but for now, wanted to stay that way. She lowered herself, lay on me and rocked back and forth. Her head was on my chest, her face to the side and she was murmuring like a cat purring. It felt incredibly good to be used in this way. I thought that if even if I took another hour to come, I would be happy for her.

The one at the other end was moving the vibrator again, working it against my prostate. This time it felt much better. The sensation was the same but now it was going to my head. Both of my heads. My brain was getting wonderfully different signals and my cock head was starting to throb. I could have sworn that it was even bigger now. My penis was being fucked by an expert's vagina and my ass was getting a lesson in male anal. I was helpless to move and couldn't see. It was heaven.

The woman on top lifted up and went back to her quest for a vaginal orgasm. Her rhythm remained true and she was now silent. I could imagine her with her eyes closed, sitting on my cock and only wanting to pleasure herself. If this was bondage, I wanted it. She was moving and my cock was her toy to play with. I was a flesh and blood dildo and it felt awesome. The vibrator started buzzing again and I welcomed it.

Now I was sure I would come. I only wanted to hold off until she was coming. Somehow I felt I would do that. She was in pure G spot mode now and she stayed sitting straight up. Even without being able to see her or hear anything other than her breathing, I could tell she was climbing. Her rocking slowed a bit and she seemed to be pushing my cock head against her special place a bit more firmly. The vibrator was now running in and out, going over my prostate. I had no idea how much of it was in me and didn't care. My breathing was getting deep and loud. I was close and my cock was still rock hard. She was now rolling on me, her hips moving in that unmistakable way. Still no words, just louder sighs and deeper breathing.

The vibrator was in deep and stayed there, buzzing against my now fully functioning male G spot. She was moving slower and slower, holding herself at the edge. She was groaning and barely moving on me, but my cock was being pressed hard into her. She started to shudder, then shake and with a deep primal scream she was coming. The vibrator went into high speed and I felt like I was melting. The heat and pressure was almost painful. Then it got worse, or better; I couldn't decide and before I knew what was happening, I was coming as well. I was tied down but I managed to buck up into her and she just took it.

I saw lightning inside my head. I felt thunder rumbling and rocking deep in my pelvis. Maybe it was in my head. I couldn’t tell, much less care. My cock felt like a volcano and it was erupting.

We were both saying words that we would never use in polite conversation. I heard her voice but it sounded like a high pitched rant and it was useless to use to figure out who she was. Did I care? No, I didn’t care.

I heard, "Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt!” in what was mostly a hiss.

I was gasping out, “Fuck my ass! Fuck it harder!" and we both were coming like freight trains.

I was afraid I might buck her right off of me but she was balanced and took everything I was pounding up into her. I felt like I would split her open with my cock. It was that primal. She took it for as long as I could give it but I suddenly couldn’t carry on. I had to stop and just gasp for air.

Her vagina was still squeezing down on me, then she collapsed onto my chest and lay there panting. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and hug her but that wasn't an option. She moved up and planted another wet and luscious kiss on my mouth, then resettled on me. I was certain I had blown open the condom with the force of my ejaculation but no flow of cum was dripping out of her. The vibrator was gone and I felt completely spent.

She lay there for a minute then moved up and whispered in my ear in a barely audible hush. "Every now and then I just have to have a good, young solid piece of serious man meat in me. Thank you." She got off and I heard a long sigh. I felt one mouth give my cock a good bye kiss, then felt it again. The door opened, then closed and I was again sure that I was alone.

I lay there with my condom wrapped and cum surrounded cock getting soft. About five minutes passed before the door opened. I felt my restraints being unfastened and removed. When I was free to move, my blindfold was taken. It was Rachael. She sat on the bed beside me and said, "You've been busy. You're doing very good for a guy that's new to this."

I sat up blinking at the light and looked around. "What happened to Maria?"

Rachael looked at me with a bit of a grin and said, "She came back down very shortly after the two of you went up. She's been in the living room since then."

I said, "No way."

Rachael just smiled and said, "It's true. I said I'd never lie to you."

I thought about that and then asked, "Well, then who were the two women with me?"

Now she gave me an evil grin. "What makes you think it was two?"

I just shook my head as if waking up. "Rachael..."

She smiled again and said, "It's a woman's secret. I'll never tell. Now, time to get up. Someone else will be wanting the bedroom."

I felt like having a shower and said so. We went into a bathroom and she got a shower cap for her hair. I lost the condom and we got in. The water felt wonderful. We gave each other a soaping down and I did my hair. On getting out, I felt great. "So, what have you been up to?" I asked her.

She replied in a matter of fact voice, "Claire and I got it on. We often do. We hogged the sofa but nobody seemed to mind. Every now and then one of the guys would put a cock in something available. It was nice. How did it go for you?" She was talking like she had been out grocery shopping.

"Unbelievable. Absolutely un-fucking-believable." I meant it and my facial expression backed me up.

She smiled and gave me a hug and a kiss. "You can tell all the details later. Now it's time for another break."

We went back to the living room and people were relaxing, sipping on drinks and standing around again. I looked around the room trying to figure out who had been with me. Everyone seemed to be here. Then I remembered 'manners' and tried not to look like I was prying. Rachael and I both got a drink, after swallowing some water. I got a small plate of munchies and not seeing an available seat, I planted myself on the floor and Rachael did the same. There we were, sitting cross legged, nude, at a party. It would have been ridiculous except everyone else was nude as well.

Maria came and sat with us. She smiled and said," Maybe next time, okay?"

"You're evil," I said with a grin.

"Maybe," she replied, "but I'll bet you had fun."

"Oh yes," I said honestly, "I had fun."

Maria looked at Rachael and said, "Rachael here has an evil side too, don't you honey?"

Rachael giggled. "Not as evil as you. But I'm catching up." They both laughed and I wondered if I was going to find out just how evil.

Rachael saw me thinking and said, "Don't worry. The evil stuff will come later. Walk before you run and that sort of thing." Then she saw puzzlement on my face. "Oh. I haven't told you. Connie says you're in. That is, if you still want to be in."

"Serious?" I asked. "I thought there was some kind of a membership committee or something."

Now Maria laughed. "There is but it's really a forgone decision. Connie is on the committee and she likes you. She said that if the committee didn't go with her on this one, she would quit. And no one wants that to happen."

Rachael gave my hand a squeeze. "Thank you," she said.

"What for?" I asked, then remembered. It meant that Rachael was back in. "Connie just doesn't want to lose you," I said.

"Lots of people don't," Maria added. "But now it's all good. And Smoke, you're in because we like you." She got up, smiled and walked over to her husband and sat on his lap.

The mantle clock said it was close to midnight. "What time do these things usually break up?" I asked.

She looked at me with no trace of tease. "No set time. Whenever the last people leave. Sometimes that's after breakfast. Are you tired?"

I felt physically a bit tired, but mentally I was wide awake. "No. Just wondering. I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome. Manners and all that."

Rachael smiled. "One of the reasons Connie likes you is that you were restrained at first and I don't mean by your limbs. Another is that she thought you were really making a sincere effort when you were with her. I thought so too. That is, when I was watching." She giggled.

I smiled and said, "It wasn’t difficult, it was awesome. I was really into it, and her. She seems...seems so sexy. It's hard for me to say why but she just really turned me on. I was remembering my manners but it was no problem doing so. And upstairs, I was with two women and I don't have a clue who they were. That was so exciting. This whole thing is exciting. I feel like a kid in a candy store."

"Whoa there cowboy," she said. "If you get greedy, you get kicked out of the store. Go slow and in time, you get to have every bit of candy in it."

"Don't worry, I’m teasing," I said. "I'm just doing what I'm told and remembering my manners. It's working great so far."

We sat and finished the food. People looked like they were lining up their next partners. Maria came back over and hunched down to talk to us. "My husband and I would like to invite you both to join us upstairs." She looked at Rachael. "He's got the hots for you, and," she looked at me, "I've got the hots for you."

Rachael answered for both of us. "That would be lovely. Thank you."

I quickly added, "Yes, we'd love to." The thought of getting to fuck Maria after all was working wonders on my penis.

Maria smiled and her eyes were looking at my growing package. Then she got up and said, "How about we get together in, say, five minutes?"

I nodded yes and Rachael said, "Lovely."

I looked at her and said, "Anything I need to know about a foursome around this place?"

She smiled and said, "Don't worry. If I think you're not behaving, I'll let you know. Now, get a bottle of water and bring it with you. I don't want to see you get dehydrated."

In a few more minutes, Maria and her husband came over. I had forgotten his name, but he was the guy I originally thought looked like a nerd. Rachael rescued me.

"So Evan, I hear you have the hots for me." She lifted her eye brows in a questioning manner.

"Did Maria tell you that? I don't know what gave her that idea."

Maria looked at him like she had just caught him in a fib. "Dear, you've been looking at her whenever you two are in the same room."

Evan laughed. "Okay, you got me. Yes Rachael, I’ve missed you very much. Now, speaking of the same room..." and he took Maria's hand and headed up the stairs.

Rachael took my hand and we followed. "What a place," I muttered. "What a place."

We were in a different, larger bedroom. This one had a king sized bed, a full sizes sofa and an easy chair. There was a bowl of condoms and lube. There was no dresser, but there was a small chest on the floor in a corner. I put my water bottle down beside the bowl and looked at the chest. Rachael leaned over and whispered, "Toys."

I wasn't at all certain how this would get started. The women took care of that. Rachael gently pushed Evan onto the bed and got on top. Maria took my hand, led me to the chair and sat me down in it. Then she sat on my lap. One knee was up and leaning against the arm rest. Her other leg was straight out and a bit to the side, leaving her landing strip topped pussy open to view and touch. One of my hands cupped a firm full breast and the other went to her pussy and softly stroked. Then I remembered. Evan was the guy who was supposed to have a Magic Motor. Perhaps I was going to find out what that meant.

Maria seemed content to sit, be pampered and watch her husband with Rachael. My girlfriend was straddling another man, leaning down to move her breasts across his chest and giving him short but open kisses. But then, I was stroking his wife's pussy and fondling her very beautiful breasts. Maria said, "Just a sec," and got up.

She went to the chest, quickly chose a simple dildo, then got some lube and returned to my lap. She opened the lube, put some on the dildo, then some to her pussy. She worked it around and into her vagina. Then she handed me the dildo and with a simple smile, said, "Please and thank you."

Settling in on me with her legs back in position, she sighed and said, "Don't make me come. At least, don't try. Just make me happy." She said it as if she was asking for popcorn as she watched a movie. When in Rome, I thought, and again, did what I was told. Rachael was warming up Evan by rubbing her pussy up and down his penis. I was warming up his wife with slow motion dildo fun. "That's perfect," she said. Some popcorn, I thought, but it was her movie.

Rachel was working her very talented self on Evan and he was just lying back, lapping it up. Her long hair had fallen down and was covering her face. She gave her head a flick, sending it all to the far side. It was exactly the kind of thing I had seen in a dozen porn videos. With her exquisite face and incredibly beautiful body, she looked like a porn queen. She was moving like a porn queen and I felt a slow warmth move up from my manhood and into my heart. Maria was sitting quietly, her breathing easy and her vagina partly full.

Rachael looked over at us and asked, "You okay, honey?" Her tone made it clear it was a sincere question. I was very much okay and just nodded yes. She smiled and returned to Evan.

Maria put one arm up and around my neck, like she was holding her own lover. "She really is a treasure, isn't she?" referring to Rachael.

"Yes, she is," I said. "I'm very lucky to have met her." God, was I lucky, I thought. Discretion would prevent me from telling all to my beer and golf buddy but I could imagine his reaction.

Maria slightly resettled, getting even more comfortable. I was still gently moving the dildo in her and she sighed. "You do that wonderfully. Some guys just don't know how to go slow."

With her arm up, her breast on that side was a perfectly curved, soft and inviting treat. Her nipple was not erect but her other hand went to it and played gently. I saw it start to firm and point. She played with that breast and I played with the other.

Rachael must have decided that Evan was ready and she reached for a condom. Still slowly rocking on him, she opened it, then without moving very much, reached down and put it on her partner's now full erection. She seemed satisfied with her wetness and lifting up a bit, adjusted his cock position and settled over it. Evan gave a soft sigh and remained still. Rachael kept rocking on him and I kept Maria happy.

Rachael fucked him in slow motion. She lay down on his chest and tilted her pelvis back and forth, giving his cock a gentle vaginal massage. Her head was facing us and she looked at us with soft eyes, then closed them and concentrated on her slow motion fucking. Maria put her hand down and held mine. She moved my hand and the dildo in a little deeper, then went back to her breast. Taking her arm from around my neck, she put it to her landing strip and caressed that. I was expecting her to move down to her clit but she didn't. She was happy with what she was doing and receiving. It went on like this for several minutes.

I wasn't getting very hard and it didn't bother me at all. I knew my turn would come. Rachael moved back up and with her hands on Evan's chest, started to move a little faster. His breathing was getting deeper and he looked at the young woman on him and drank her in with his eyes. Rachael slowed her movements and then stopped. She looked down at Evan as if to say, 'your turn.' She moved her knees aside a bit to let him move under her. He started to move up and into her, just as slowly as she had been doing it to him. Rachael readjusted to get the position perfect and lowered herself a bit. Her back was beautifully arched getting her ass up a bit. Evan was now able to start fucking in earnest. He was moving in her at a respectable rate and Rachael was looking in his eyes. She was getting a flush and her skin was starting to glisten.

Maria tilted her head to me, keeping her eyes on her husband's efforts and softly whispered, "You're going to like this…and so will she." Then she got off me, got a condom and some lube and returned.

She kneeled down, took me in her mouth and quickly brought me to a reasonable state of readiness. She wrapped my cock and put some lube to her vagina. She pulled on my hips and I slid down to the edge of the chair, almost lying straight. Then she got up, turned around and taking my cock in her hand, guided it to her vagina. She lay back on me, wiggling a bit to get comfortable and held one knee up. In this position, I wasn't in her very deep. She said, "Just like you were doing with the dildo. Don't try to make me come. Just make me happy." Then she added in a husky, low voice, "You can fuck my brains out later."

Unreal, I thought. Totally! Fucking! Unreal!

I gently moved my pelvis, giving Maria what she wanted. "Hmm..." was her approving sound. Evan was still going at Rachael and she was taking it and seemed to want more. She started talking like a porn queen.

"Fuck me, Evan. Fuck me like you mean it. I know you can. I want to be fucked like the dirty little whore I am. Don’t look at Marie, just fuck me!" And Marie was right there, my cock in her vagina, watching and listening. Again I thought, I love this place and I added, and these people as well.

Evan picked it up and I was impressed with his performance. His hips were slapping into Rachael's ass and she was being bounced like a rubber ball. Her small breasts were moving with this and they looked so sweet I wanted to hold them. Maria had a hand to her clit now but was only barely moving it.

Evan was really fucking now. Rachael was lost in it. I didn't think she aware that Maria and I were still in the room. She was sitting up, and letting Evan furiously fuck up into her vagina. By the angles, I was certain Rachael was getting him to go for her G. By moving a little bit forward or backward she was adjusting the force it was receiving. I was impressed at both Evan's fucking of Rachael and at my total acceptance of Evan fucking Rachael. My girlfriend was getting her brains fucked out and I was happy to see it. Of course, I was fucking Evan’s wife.

Rachael still wanted more. "Faster! Fuck me faster. Oh, shit, I'm going to come...yes...yes..." and she did.

She went stiff, Evan kept fucking and she screamed. It was almost a cry of fright or pain. She fell back on him, getting his cock away from her G and gasped. She took several deep breathes and sat up again. A few seconds later she was screaming again. Down she went to gasp some more, catch her breath and back up to the G fucking again. Evan somehow was able to keep going when the rest of us mere mortals would have packed it in. He actually started to fuck faster. Rachael was semi-sitting as if she didn't dare take it all.

"Now you're fucking me, Evan. Now I like it. God, I've missed this," and she moved up to get another climax. She was a vision of pure lust. Her face was a mask of pain. Her eyes were tightly shut and she was taking everything Evan could give her which was more fucking than I could ever dream of giving. She was gasping, her body glistening, holding herself to take everything Evan was giving her and she screamed again, then again.

So this was why Rachael had referred to his Magic Motor. The guy was a real life fucking machine.

Rachael held on as long as she could, screamed once more and then collapsed onto him.

"Okay...okay...that's enough...stop," and he did.

She was sucking in air like she had been two minutes under water. Her chest was heaving and she lay on him like she was dying. His cock was still in her and I realized by its thickness and stiffness that the guy hadn't come. Magic Motor. His pelvis was the motor, his cock was the magic and it was well named.

Rachael was slowly coming down. Her breathing was getting easier and she rolled off Evan and lay sprawled on the bed. "I don't know why I let you do that to me. Every time I think you're going to break something. Maria, how come you're still alive?"

My mind came back to the woman I was gently fucking. Somehow I had kept it slow, despite the fury of the fucking that had been going on in front of me. Maria just laughed and got up. She walked over to the bed and got on, motioning me to follow.

"Up you get, husband of mine. Assume the position."

Evan moved up the bed, arranged a few pillows and sat back against the headboard. He was still breathing deeply and I wondered how he ever learned the self control it would take not to come when giving a woman that amount of fucking. I wondered how he couldn’t come, seeing and hearing her come again and again.

Maria removed his condom and looked at his stiff cock like it was her lunch. She got on her knees and with his legs spread wide, settled into a comfortable position. With her breasts to the bed, back arched and with her legs parted, she was giving me a very enticing view of her femininity. She went down on her husband and made oral love to his deserving cock.

Rachael got up on her knees and ran her hand over Maria's ass. Then she looked at me and said, "Ladies first," as she gently pushed me out of the way.

Giving me a luscious kiss and a smile, she then proceeded to eat Maria from behind. Maria arched her back even more, letting Rachael get in close and she sighed. Rachael licked, kissed and sucked Maria for a minute then moved back and said to me, "Your turn." I moved in to taste her and put my tongue to her asshole. She murmured and kept giving her husband head. Rachael was squeezing my cock, getting it fully hard. Rachael gave me a wicked grin and put a finger to Maria's wet vagina. "Start here." I did what I was told.

I settled in behind her and Rachael guided my cock into the waiting vagina. Maria just murmured again and Evan may not have even noticed. His eyes were closed and his face was pure bliss. Maria had invited me to fuck her brains out but after watching her husband's definition of that, I didn't want to embarrass myself. I did my usual, more sedate version of fucking and made up my mind that this wasn't a contest. This was a sex party and I was supposed to enjoy it, not get intimidated. Maria was happy, I was happy, Rachael was happy and Evan was in very good hands. I just enjoyed the sensation and the thought that I was fucking another man's wife, while he and my girlfriend were right there and happy that I was doing it.

I was really starting to feel good. Maria's vagina was soft, wet and luscious. She wasn't a hard body and she wasn't particularly tight, but she was beautiful and I was fucking her. After my previous orgasms I had no fear of coming too soon. Maria was working on her husband slowly and I followed suit in fucking her. I looked at Rachael and she gave me the 'perfect' sign with her thumb and forefinger. She was massaging Maria's back and every now and then reaching under to fondle her freely hanging breasts. Rachael looked very content. So did Evan. No one was in any hurry. The time for fast and furious was over. Now it was time for slow and luxurious. As I stroked in Maria, I thought that this was a way of life I could get very used to.

I had a quick fantasy of Rachael tied and gagged, bent over a bench and Evan doing his magic Motor thing until Rachael was beyond screaming. I saw myself in front Claire who was standing in chains, her arms up and her legs held open by a spreader bar. It was pure porn fantasy but somehow I knew it might become a reality. I was smacking Claire's pussy with a riding crop and she was squirming at the pain. Then Rachael was standing beside me in a leather cat suit, waiting her turn to torment Claire. Then I came back to the bedroom. Rachael moved up and whispered something in Maria's ear. She just nodded her head yes and kept giving hubby his just desserts.

Rachael opened a package of lube and let it drip onto Maria's ass. She slowly started to work it in and had a finger in up to her second knuckle. Maria again just murmured consent. Rachael put more lube on the now tantalizing target and slowly worked two fingers in. She looked up at me with a seriously evil grin and silently mouthed, "She wants you to fuck her ass. Do it."

Manners, I thought once more and moved my cock from Maria’s vagina to a tighter place just above. I gently pushed against her and waited for Maria to accept me. Her sphincter slowly relaxed and I eased my way in. Another consenting murmur and I continued to slowly and steadily stroke. Evan still had his eyes closed and still seemed oblivious to the fact that I was even there, let alone fucking his wife’s ass.

Yes, thought. I'm liking this a lot.

Rachael went back to her massaging and Maria just sighed, moved a bit and resettled. Her ass was wonderful. Not as tight as Rachael's but the sensation and the situation was incredibly erotic. I withdrew and Rachael squeezed the last bit of lube out and moved it into position. I went forward and eased in. I backed out and enjoyed the luscious feeling of penetrating her ass again and again, right in front of her husband. Evan was murmuring now and Maria had picked it up a little. I did as well and reveled in the sight of my cock working in and out of Maria's ass with Rachael right there. I felt her tighten on me and I groaned. Without really realizing it, I was now close to coming. I ignored the room, closed my eyes and steadily fucked Maria’s ass.

I saw another fantasy image of Maria tied over a bench and my cock in her ass. She was crying out, “Harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck that ass!”

In the fantasy, I was laughing. "Your ass is mine, you slave, you fuck toy, you slut!. I'll fuck it when and how I want, so don’t tell me how to fuck your ass!"

Then I was back. I was moaning and pumping into Maria's ass. Shit, I thought. Was I going too hard? I looked at Rachael who figured out my concern. "Go for it," she mouthed.

I didn't pick it up immediately but just thrilled in what I was doing. I started to feel the climax build. I knew it was going to be awesome. In seconds I was at the verge and I gave Maria a few extra firm thrusts. My whole body went tense and I shook.

Then I was shooting cum and talking out loud. "Oh my god! Oh my fucking god! Fuck! FUCK!!" and there I was, glued to Maria's glorious ass. I held her hips and ground into her like my life was on the line. I shuddered and jerked, coming so hard in Maria’s sweet ass. Rachael was looking at me and nodding her head ‘yes.’ If she said, 'good boy' I wouldn't have been surprised.

Maria was still giving her husband head and I was draped over her back. As my heaving breaths settled down I looked again at Rachael. She moved up and whispered in my ear, "Let's leave these two love birds alone." I thought that was a great idea.

I moved back, my cock slipping out of Maria's ass and got off of the bed. I thought I heard her murmur, “Thank you.” I leaned down and planted a big wet one on her bum.

Still sucking air, I let Rachael lead me out of the bedroom. I leaned against the hallway wall and slowly caught my breath. "I'm done. I can't take any more. That last one just about killed me."

Rachael looked at me like I had won a marathon race. "You were great. You really were. I'm so very proud of you. Let's have another shower and then go back to the hotel."

"Good," I said. "Just don't expect anything when we get there."

The upstairs bathroom had a party going on in the shower, so we went downstairs. A couple who weren't a couple earlier were getting out of the shower and we got in. The warm water washed away the sweat, the lube, the semen and the vaginal juices. This time, Rachael shampooed her hair. Her head was back and her eyes were closed. Her perfect breasts were thrust out and the water ran down her flawless body.

I was too tired to even touch her. We got out and using damp towels, did our best to dry off. Rachael ran a brush through her still damp hair and we were ready to go. Not quite. We were still naked. We walked into the living room and started to retrieve our clothes from the jumble scattered around the room.

Connie and Ray were in a chair, having a last drink. There were three people in a slow sandwich on the floor. Claire was on a guy whose name I still didn’t know, who had his cock in her vagina while behind her was Harry with his cock in her ass. They were barely moving, just lots of delicious murmurs and sighs. They were three very happy people who just happened to be fucking in front of Connie and Ray.

Somehow, Rachael and I found all of our clothes and got dressed. I went to Connie and gave her my sincere thanks. Rachael kissed Ray and then Connie. I kissed Connie and Ray put out his hand. I shook it and Ray said, "You're welcome to come back anytime, Smoke. Glad to have you and Rachael on the team."

Connie pretended to scold and said, "Ray, this isn't football. Now you two have a pleasant night and we look forward to seeing you again." I kissed her again, then we headed for the door. I didn’t even look back at the slow action threesome.

As we walked to Rachael's car I couldn't think of anything appropriate to say. I got in the passenger seat and sighed, feeling exhausted and very, very happy.

"You okay, honey? "Rachael asked.

I was. "Yes...you?"

"I'm fine. Tired but fine," was her answer.

About half way back to the hotel, I asked, "When's the next sex party?"

She paused, then said, "It'll be at a different home, there'll likely be more people, it'll be a bit wilder and we're invited. It's next Saturday."

I groaned. "Oh my god. So soon?"

She gave a slight chuckle. "By next Saturday you'll be hornier than a three balled tom cat. And you'll do just fine."

"Sure?" I asked.

"Oh yes," she said. "I'm sure." I fell asleep on the way to the hotel.

I awoke to Rachael saying, "We're here."

I groaned again and said, "Leave me. I'll join you in the morning."

Rachael just said, "Up you get or I'll have the parking attendant carry you." I got up.

Back in the room I could barely get out of my clothes. Rachael seemed much more energized. "How do you do it?" I asked. "I can barely walk and you seem positively chipper."

She just smiled. "Women are always better able to go all night than guys. It's one of our many advantages. Don't feel bad about it. Men are stronger but women have more stamina."

I groaned again. "You did say that next week was going to be wilder, with more people. Just how strong do I have to be?"

Rachael gave me a knowing smile. "You get better at this with time. Just look at Evan or Ray. Connie told me that years ago, Ray was done in after one orgasm and according to Maria, Evan had a real problem with premature ejaculation. He would come before he even got into another woman. Just getting near a new vagina would get him off. Now look at him. Trust me, you've got nothing to worry about." With that, she undressed and we went into the bathroom.

A last pee, a rinse and then after brushing our teeth, I staggered into the bed. Rachael looked at me seriously. "I'm going to read for a while."

I was stunned and looked it. "Just kidding," she admitted and got in as well. She cuddled up to me and settled in close. "Still want to be my boyfriend?" she asked, her eyes closed.

I paused and she nudged me. "If I survive, I'm all yours," I replied. "If I survive..."

I slept soundly, with no funny dreams. When I woke up, Rachael was not in the bed. A second of panic arose before I saw her in a robe, in a chair, sipping on a cup of coffee. Her hair was wet and she looked so, so good. I propped up on my elbow and blinked a few times.

"I'll have some of that," I said and she smiled, then got up and walked over to me, letting her robe fall open and pushed her freshly washed vulva into my face. I managed to give it a reasonable kiss and she pulled away.

"That is what you were referring to, wasn't it?"

I tried to get it right. "Yes, and if you would, a cup of coffee would also be a good idea." She smiled mischievously and got me one.

I sat up and accepted the steaming cup. Rachael looked at me and waited until I had a bit of caffeine in me, then said, "I can't stay long. My gallery has a show going and I had to beg to get time off. I need to be there in an hour."

Not being fully awake, I was unable to understand. "I thought you were the boss."

She laughed. "I am. But that just means I'm a slave to the place. I have two assistants and I'd be lost without them. I can't make them work all the time."

I still wasn't awake. "It's Sunday. Why work on Sunday?"

Again she laughed. "I wish I could close, but a small gallery has to be able to attract customers all week. Sunday is usually one of my best days. Maybe if I get bigger, I can hire more staff. Until then, I work most Sundays. Want some breakfast?"

I was seriously famished. Go figure. "Yes. Like yesterday, make it for three."

I took my coffee into the bathroom and got in the shower. Away from Rachael, I thought about the previous night. It seemed too good to be true. Maybe there was some hidden agenda and I should be careful. Maybe Rachael was looking for a Satanic ritual victim. No. Not that, but was this all for real? Did I seriously have the opportunity to have unlimited sex, with many partners, in various types of scenes?

I had a vision of taking a struggling young woman and throwing her onto a bed and enjoying pretending to be raping her, as she screamed in her make believe terror. Not bad, if it's possible thought.

Then I imagined being part of a large group orgy, with a dozen people all coupling with whoever was available, moving from orifice to orifice. Was this really within my grasp? I decided to go along with whatever Rachael said and hope for the best. Then again, I thanked whatever God sent her my way.

I got out, toweled off and wrapped the towel around my waist. Going back out, Rachael was dressed and had her things packed. I grinned at her. "Are we going to put on a show for room service?"

She raised her eye brows. "I thought you would be too tired." I was and admitted it.

Then she laughed and said, "I’m just teasing. Remember Ray and Evan? Wait until we get invited to a weekend party, Friday to Sunday. Then you can tell me you're too tired."

Instead of groaning, I just thought of dehydration.

Breakfast arrived and it was welcome. We both ate and talked about how things had gone the previous night. "I'm impressed," Rachael said. "You were very well received and you didn't even seem to be the slightest bit upset when the Professor and I were screwing right in front of you. Were you upset?"

"Not at all," I answered, meaning it. "You were happy to share me and I was happy to share you. Isn't that what The Children of Freedom are all about?"

Rachael went thoughtful for a moment.

"Ahhh, basically yes and then basically no," she said. "It gets complicated. You'll have to come to understand that yourself." Then she brightened. "But for now, you did very well and I do really have to go. I'll call you in a few days. Kiss me." I did and she was gone.

I got home about an hour later. Amy was being a brat and Sandra was almost at the end of her rope. It took a lot for that to happen. "How come I'm the only one that doesn't get to have any fun around here?" she pouted. "Sandra's friend stayed over on Friday and don't think I don't know what goes on when that happens." She gave Sandra an evil look.

"Amy, that's enough." I said in my low, even 'I'm Your Father' voice.

Amy ignored me. "And you, dear dad, are you ever going to spend a night here?" I rolled my eyes at Sandra who was reasonably calm with Amy's implied understanding of her situation.

"So where's what's her name, your latest?" Amy pouted on. "Do I get to have the thrill of seeing her at another soccer game?"

"That's enough!" I snapped. "Her name is still Rachael and yes you will be seeing her again, a lot. Now go to your room!" Amy burst out crying and fled.

Sandra said, "I think I need the rest of the day off." I nodded 'yes' and decided to wait the usual half an hour before talking to Amy. I was back in reality.

Amy and I patched things up, went for a walk and after several minutes she asked, "That lady, Rachael, is she going to be my new mother?" I told her she had a mother and that Rachael was going to be like an aunt. That seemed to make Amy feel better.

"She's okay...I guess," she said, noncommittally. I knew that was a good start. We went to a Sunday Matinee and ate popcorn. I was definitely back in reality .

That evening, after Amy was in bed, I called Rachael. We talked about each of our days and I thought how far we had come along together in such a short time. I told her that she already had tacit acceptance from Amy. "She says you're 'okay.'"

Rachael laughed. "At my age, that meant someone was outstanding. I'm pleased." We chatted for a while and then said good bye.

The next morning, Amy got off to school with a smile on her face and I went to work the same way.

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