A Husband's Gift

"Oh, fuck yes, just like that please, just like that, don't stop I'm going to cum please!!!" I screamed, not realizing or even caring how loud I was at that moment as my pussy began to clench down rhythmically on Greg's dick and Chris's exploring fingers.

"Ahh, fuck, oh god, yes!" I cried out just as Greg's dick pressed up against my cervix.

The intensity of my orgasm really surprised me with all my muscles in my lower abdomen clenching down on Greg's dick and Chris's fingers. Little shocks of electricity raced out from the core of my pussy to the very tips of my fingers and toes and I could barely keep from collapsing on top of Chris.

When my orgasm finally began to slack I was still shaking from having cum so hard when Greg suddenly began to pull out and slam back into me. Every time he thrust into my body the tip of his dick would hit my cervix with a jolt of pure pleasure deep inside my core and rock me forward.

Chris was also busy and began to use her fingertip to rub my clit while Greg fucked me, the dual sensation making my head spin as my body exploded with another orgasm.

I had heard about multiple orgasms, but it was kind of like a platypus, something that you 'knew' intellectually was real but had never seen and had your own private little doubts about, but in the next second my world exploded as I began to cum again. And again. And again.

"HolyfuckinggodfuckmeyesyesohfuckmeYES!" I cried out, my pussy clamping down on Greg's dick as it plunged over and over deep inside of my body.

Waves of pleasure crashed through me as every muscle in my abdomen seemed to contract with Greg's every thrust. Chris's fingers never stopped rubbing my clit and my legs nearly collapsed they were shaking so hard. I was so lost to the ecstasy of the moment that I couldn't even begin to tell you how long it lasted until I felt Greg's body stiffen and he thrust deep into me.

The familiar sensation of warmth and wetness flooded my pussy and I knew that Greg had just cum inside of me.

I collapsed on top of Chris, turning my head just enough so that my mouth could find her soft, moist lips so that I could begin to nibble and suck on them again. I could feel Greg pulling out and the rush of moisture running down my lips and clit and was a bit shocked when Chris began to lick her husband's cum and my own nectar out of me.

I was in complete bliss and didn't have one single little regret, not even about the little white lie I had told Chris and Greg earlier when I had said I was on the pill and clean.

It was only a little while lie since I knew for a fact that I was clean.

After recovering my breath for a minute or two while I nuzzled and sucked on Chris's lips and clit I finally managed to roll off her and lay next to her face to face.

"You were delicious," Chris said with a smile as she licked her lips.

"You didn't taste to bad yourself," I replied.

"How did you like your very first taste of pussy?" Chris asked with a gleam in her eye.

"I want more," I admitted and then smiled, "If Greg is 'up' for it I'd love to watch while he fucks you and we 69 again."

"Ohhh, Gregggg?" Chris called as she got up on her hands and knees and began to climb on top of me.

"Damn woman, at least give me a minute!" Greg said with a laugh.

"We'll just have to entertain ourselves for a little while" Chris said with a smile and then got into position on top of me, "Maybe if we give him a good enough show he'll manage to get it up again that much faster."

I had to lean up a little to reach Chris's pussy now but I honestly thought the view was so much better with her on top. I really loved the way her lips hung down just begging to be sucked and the lighting was better so I had a beautiful view of Chris's pussy and even her pink little asshole.

I reached up and spread Chris's cheeks so that I could slip my tongue inside of her again and felt Chris using her fingers to slip inside of me. In moments we were again lost in each other's bodies, giving each other as much pleasure as we were receiving until I saw Greg suddenly sit up, his hard dick in his hand.

I watched, more than a little mesmerized as Greg got into position behind Chris, his dick only inches above my face. I reached up and spread Chris's ass cheeks apart and watched as Greg's amazing dick still coated in my cream and his cum pushed slowly inside of Chris's pussy.

I never saw something so erotic, so beautiful, and something just so fucking hard core sexual before in my life and I absolutely loved every second of it.

Chris wasn't wasting any time and was still devouring my pussy even while Greg began to fuck her, his dick coated in fresh moisture after only a few strokes into her. My mouth watered wanting to taste Chris's juices on Greg's dick, but every time I tried to lean up enough to lick Greg's shaft his balls would bonk me on the forehead.

"Let me suck on your dick just for a second," I finally said between fits of giggles at getting smacked in the face by a man's ball sack.

Greg obviously heard me since he pulled out of Chris and shoved his dick down towards my face, Chris's pussy still gapping open with her nectar dripping down her swollen and puffy lips.

I opened my mouth and Greg shoved his dick most of the way down my throat in a single thrust that almost had me gagging. After a second I was able to get my gag reflex back under control and was able to savor the musky salty taste of Greg's cum mixed with both my own and Chris's nectar.

Greg let me suck on his dick for only a few seconds before he pulled out of my mouth and slipped smoothly back inside of Chris who moaned against my pussy. Greg thrust into Chris three or four times as I watched, Chris's lips wrapping themselves around Greg's shaft when he slipped into her and then opening and spreading apart as he pulled out. I was so taken with the sight of Chris's labia hugging Greg's shaft and then opening like the petals of some beautiful exotic flower that when Greg pulled out of Chris completely and thrust his dick into my face again I was taken completely by surprise.

It only took me a second to realize the game Greg had in mind and I opened my mouth willingly as he shoved his dick down my throat. I managed to suck his shaft clean and then he pulled out and slipped back inside of Chris. I'm not sure how many times Greg would fuck Chris, pounding into her over and over and then suddenly pull out for me to suck his dick clean, but I wasn't about to complain. I loved the flavor of Chris's nectar covering Greg's cock and watched with my mouth watering as his dick slammed in and out of her until his dick was coated in a frothy white cream.

"Oh, fuck yea," Greg finally said as I saw his ball sack begin to squeeze down to half the size that they had been.

Suddenly there was even more cream covering Greg's dick as he filled Chris's pussy with his cum. He took a few more slow strokes into Chris and then pulled out of her as a mixture of her nectar and his cum dripped from her pussy onto my chin. I opened my mouth and let the creamy mixture drip down to fill my mouth before Greg shoved his dick back down my throat. It seemed like me sucking on him was just too much sensation and he pulled away almost right away and collapsed on the mattress next to us.

With Greg out of the picture I now had an amazing view of Chris's pussy still gaping open from having just been fucked, her pussy lips swollen and puffy and everything covered in a frothy white cream of her juices and his cum.

I didn't even hesitate but leaned up and began to clean Chris's pussy, first by sucking each of her lips clean, then licking her from her clit all the way up to her asshole and then finally slipping my tongue deep inside of her and lapping up all of the cream that I could.

After I had cleaned every last drop of cum from Chris's pussy she finally rolled off and lay exhausted on the mattress next to me, her hand casually cupping my breast and squeezing gently.

"That was nice," Chris finally said with a grin that would have done any feline laying on the back of a couch in the afternoon sun proud.

"That was...... yea," I finally managed to get out.

"I think we wore Greg out," Chris said with a laugh.

I looked over and saw that Greg was fast asleep and couldn't help but laugh as I looked back into Chris's eyes.

"Are you planning on taking off now?" Chris asked as she lay back contentedly.

"Well, I don't want to make you upset, but I was kind of hoping to maybe look around some more," I said hesitantly.

"You mean find someone else to fuck?" Chris asked with a grin.

"Yea," I admitted.

"Go ahead," Chris said and then sat up and kissed me on the lips, "I loved fucking you and I loved being your first taste of pussy."

"You were delicious," I admitted and began to put on my micro skirt.

"If you just want to fuck then don't bother with your skirt," Chris advised as she lay back down, "Just put on your top and go pick out who you like."

My eyes must have given away how surprised I was at Chris's suggestion since she laughed again.

"There isn't a dress code here," she said, "You could walk around butt ass naked and every guy would love you for it, but you look so fucking sexy in your open toed stilettos and see through top.

"Wear just those and you'll get fucked just as many times as you want tonight."

I leaned over and spontaneously kissed Chris on the lips again, the kiss quickly turning more passionate as our tongues slipped over one another before I managed to break off and stand up. I took a drink of my Long Island and then did what Chris had suggested and only put on my top and slipped my micro skirt into my handbag.

"You look beautiful," Chris said with a wink.

I smiled down at her and then took a deep breath before stepping out into the hallway. I glanced through the window and realized that if anyone had wanted to watch they had just had a perfect view of the three of us fucking, and then realized that I hoped lots of people, dozens of people had watched us fuck.

I reached the stairs and after a deep breath and one more drink of my Long Island to calm my nerves began to walk down. As soon as I stepped into the lounge with the big screen TV every person in the room seemed to pause and look at me. My heart was again slamming away inside of my chest and I had to force myself to keep walking towards the barroom.

I was on the hunt again and it only took me a few moments to find what I was looking for when I stepped into the other room.

A young guy probably not much older than the one who had hit on me at the bar was standing just inside the room playing pool. He was concentrating on the shot so hadn't seen me as I checked him out. He was maybe around six foot tall with a nice ass as he bent over to make his shot, with a 'strong' square jaw, but most important of all was that he had sandy dirty blond hair.

He made his shot, the sharp crack of the pool balls striking together cutting through the sound of all the voices so I moved over just enough so that he could see me standing a few feet away half naked. He quickly did a double take when he saw me from the corner of his eye and then turned around to face me fully.

"Damn," he said with a grin, "Now that is a fucking outfit!"

"It's my fucking outfit," I said with a smile, "So would you?"

"What?" he asked, his eyes hopeful but not quite sure he had heard me correctly.

"Would you fuck me?" I asked again, reaching out and taking his hand.

"You lucky fucking bastard," his pool partner I hadn't noticed before said.

I looked over and did my own double take.

His partner looked almost exactly like him with the same dirty blond hair and square jaw.

"Who says he has to be the only lucky one?" I asked, thinking that I had just hit the jackpot.

The two men looked at each other and then nodded, dropping their pool cues onto the table and hurrying towards me. I took them both by the hand and with a smile led them back into the big screen TV room.

I was leading them towards the stairs when I had a sudden and very thrilling idea.

"I want everyone to see me getting fucked by both of you," I admitted, the excitement of the idea of having been watched earlier still racing through my mind, "Would you fuck me right here?"

"I'll fuck you were ever you want me to," one of the men said.

"Oh, fuck yea, right here sounds good to me!" the other replied.

"I'm Amanda by the way," I lied again.

"I'm Doug and this is my brother James," the younger looking of the two men replied.

"Jim," I replied, the sudden rush of accidentally finding someone with my husband's name, someone who even looked a little like my husband sending tingles of excitement through me.

"But there's one thing," I said as I lay down on one of the sectional sofas that was set up in an L shape, "I'm really allergic to latex so I can't use condoms."

"Oh, yea, I don't know..." James said hesitantly.

I was on my back already and spread my legs apart in open invitation, "Please? I'm on the pill and I'm clean."

"Man if you can fuck that fat ass wife of yours for years bareback you can fuck this hot piece of ass now!" Doug said as he undid his belt and let his jeans fall down around his ankles.

James was obviously still unsure so I reached up and took his hand to pull him over towards me. His brother, Doug was already standing between my legs and didn't hesitate to shove his dick inside of my pussy. If I hadn't been so excited and wet as well as still lubricated by Greg's cum from earlier it probably would have hurt like hell, but now it was only a little uncomfortable as Doug began to fuck me for everything he was worth.

As soon as I got James over to me I unzipped his pants and reached inside to pull his already hard dick out.

I was a bit nonplussed at his younger brother's idea of sex with him having just shoved his dick into me and now slamming away at my pussy, but I had to admit it did feel good and the idea of making love to a second complete stranger more than made of for the lousy performance.

The thought of performance had me glance up and around the room where dozens of people were now standing around watching us. Watching me! I pulled James hips forward a little more and took his dick in my mouth, sucking on his head hard enough to elicit a gasp of surprised pain from him. Doug was fucking me even hard than before, rocking the couch hard enough so that it was scooting across the floor a little bit at a time with each of his thrusts. I knew I wasn't going to cum with Doug fucking me, but I didn't have to.

The memory of the test strip I had dipped in pee yesterday flashed through my mind with each and every one of his thrusts. There had been two pink lines on that strip, the top one was the control group, what I had to compare the second line to. That second line had been even a darker pink and meant that I was ovulating. Doug grunted and thrust into me two more times, my pussy filling with his warmth and wetness as he gasped and pulled out of me. I still had James in my mouth and now pulled him out.

"Will you fuck me too?" I asked huskily.

James only nodded and stepped around to take his brothers place between my legs, quickly dropping his pants and then pushing his dick slowly into me.

"Let me lick you clean," I said to Doug as James began to fuck me.

Doug came around and let me take his already flaccid dick into my mouth, the taste of my pussy and his cum even better than what Greg's dick had tasted like covered in his and Chris's cream.

James was a much better lover, moving slower and more deliberately than Doug had and using his thumb to rub my clit. I began to breathe heavier and rock my hips as I kept sucking on Doug's dick and suddenly realized I was going to cum again if James kept going. I began to rock my hips more, keeping in time with James' thrusts, the wet slapping sound of our bodies filling the room which had gotten remarkably quiet.

Doug suddenly pulled away and pulled his pants up and I looked around the room to find dozens of people watching me get fucked. Even more there were men with their dicks out and in their hands stoking themselves, men standing behind their girlfriends with the girl's pants around their knees and the men's hands between their thighs, even another couple along one wall who were fucking each other while watching me.

James sensing my own growing excitement had picked up his pace and now without Doug's dick in my mouth I moaned in pleasure.

"You're going to make me cum!" I told James while looking up into his eyes, "Don't stop, just like that, you're going to make me cum again!"

James picked up his pace some more but never stopped rubbing my clit with his thumb, each of his thrusts rocking me against the couch.

I was getting closer and closer to the edge when James surprised me by taking my left ankle in his hand and lifting my foot up to his face. Even with me wearing my high heels he was able to slip his tongue between my toes and even managed to suck on my big toe.

I've always loved having my feet played with while I made love and it was something that Jim almost always did. Now the sensation of having my toes sucked on sent me over the edge one more time and my pussy clamped down on James dick as I started to cum.

"Of, fuck me Jim, please fuck me!" I cried out, "Don't stop! Don't stop, I love you sucking on my toes and fucking my sloppy pussy!"

James began to slam into me again and again, his tongue still playing between my toes as I screamed out in pleasure. I collapsed back on the couch in exhaustion when I felt the sudden sensation of him stiffening and my pussy being flooded with his warm, wet seed. Another man instantly stepped forward to take James place but he wasn't blond and didn't look even a little like Jim and I shook my head.

"No more for now, I need a little time to rest," I said from where I lay on the couch with cum flowing around James' shaft and out of my body in a thick, white stream.

"You were amazing," James said with a smile as he pulled his dick out of my very wet and sloppy pussy, "No one ever called me Jim like that while we were making love."

"I really enjoyed you fucking me, Jim," I said in all honesty, "You made me cum again when I didn't think I'd be able to."

James smiled and then melted away into the crowd which had begun to break up. I cupped my hand over my very sore and bruised pussy and tried to hold both James and Doug's cum inside of me while I lay back on the couch. I could feel so much cum filling me and the warm, thick wetness slipping between my fingers and covering the palm of my hand as I cupped my mound.

It was one thing for me to be ovulating, but I still wanted to keep as much of the men's wonderful fertile cum inside me for as long as I could.

I lay back in an exhausted and contented bliss, the cum of three different men all of whom looked at least a little like Jim seeping between my fingers and dripping down the crack of my ass.

Even though Jim and I had talked about this, even though Jim had helped me dress for the night I still was more than a little afraid that he'd end up pissed or jealous or resentful.

It was too late now, the die had been cast three different times already and all it took was one little sperm.

Jim and I both wanted a baby. This way I had a chance to choose, to pick out men who looked like Jim and could give me what Jim couldn't.

I loved my husband with all my heart, but Jim couldn't give me a child since he was sterile.

And who knew, maybe I wouldn't manage to catch preggers this first time and I could come back to the club next month to try again.

Maybe.

If I were really lucky.

I looked up at the clock and smiled since I had another four hours to go before the club closed.