Private party
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Erica Jacobs was on cloud number nine. She couldn't believe her good luck. Having met Stuart only a month ago, and now he was taking her to a party that would include his best and closest friends. They were having what once was described as a whirlwind romance, introduced by a friend of a friend, until they had become almost inseparable. He had even bought her some sexy lingerie For Valentines day. Although as yet she still has not worn it for him, but in honor of meeting his friends, she was wearing it tonight. From the very first night together the sex and been beyond phenomenal, as Stuart was hung like a horse and knew exactly how to use it! This was the first time that Erica had ever had a man with over sized equipment, and she now was a true believer in the saying that size does matter. The first time she saw Stuart's cock she nearly fainted at the thought of trying to get that monster into her tight little pussy, but Stuart was so sweet and considerate the way he made the most tender love that first time, making sure that she was totally lubricated and turned on, he ever so slowly inched his organ into her pussy. After the initial shock of have her pussy stretched farther than ever before, she just relaxed and tried to enjoy it, but after only a few minutes, the feeling of being really filled up overwhelmed her! Just thinking of that huge organ inside of her brought her to a shattering orgasm and Stuart hadn't even started pumping her yet and she was cumming like a little cock hound! After that she was hooked. Even when it was soft, it was as big as most of the erections she had seen in the past. One time Stuart was in the shower and Erica came in to get her makeup, and since he washing his hair, he had his eyes closed and didn't realize she was there. Watching the water and soap running down his chest and belly and then cascading over his low hanging cock was an incredible sight, so she plopped down on the toilet and frigged herself to orgasm right then and there, and only when she let out a loud moan did Stuart even notice her sitting there.
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No matter where they were, Erica would try to get Stuart into a private spot where she could get him to show her his cock. When they were riding in the car she made him pull it out of his pants so that she could hold it while they were driving. And when they were in private he kiddingly referred to her as his ‘little cock hound.’ Although she could be a real nuisance, Stuart took her over dose of attention with a good sense of humor, because after all, she was a beautiful woman he was lucky to have for his own.
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A few times since they first met, Stuart mentioned a private club he was a member of, and while he didn't go into many details, Erica got the impression that it was a rather exclusive club that was hard to get into. For this reason she was really excited when Stuart announced that his club was putting on a party the following Saturday night, and that he was inviting her to come along as his date. Dress was to be casual, and she should be ready for just about anything. She tried to get him to tell her more, but he just would smile and say, "You'll find out soon enough." When finally the big day arrived and her wait was about over, while driving to the party, Erica asked where the party was being held? "At a private home," answered Stuart. Erica thought that was a little strange, as most clubs met at restaurants or had their own building. She didn't say anything, however, and they rode in silence for the rest of the drive until they finally pulled up to a house that wasn't really a house at all; it was more like a mansion. There must have been fifteen cars parked in the huge oval driveway.
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They parked Stuart's Lincoln and headed for the front door, and as they were walking, Stuart told her that this was a very special kind of party, and that she might be shocked, but that he thought that she would like it. Without knocking Stuart opened the front door and ushered Erica into a large foyer. Laughter and music could be heard coming from the next room, and with his arm around her waist, Stuart led her into the living room.
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What she saw made her head spin. Around the room were a variety of couples in various stages of undress. Most were just laughing and talking, but some of them were in the early stages of lovemaking. Erica couldn't make a sound although her mouth seemed to be trying to ask, "What kind of party is this?"
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Stuart, seeing her reaction soothed, "Erica, this is a meeting of the ‘Walking Stick Club,’ the only requirement for membership is that you have at least an eight inch cock when erect, we meet once a month here at Zack's place because it's so secluded, and also because it has enough room for the thirty people who usually show up."
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Finally able to speak, Erica asked, "Do you have to, you know...?"
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"You mean do it in front of everyone," finished Stuart? She nodded her head yes. "Of course not," he answered, "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, nobody will pressure you to do anything, and it’s entirely up to you. Let's get a drink," he offered, leading over to the open bar.
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While sipping her rum and coke, Erica took a more leisurely look around the room. "Well, Stuart was right about one thing," she thought, "every man there had a huge cock and some of them were even bigger than Stuart's." All of the women seemed to be knockouts, and Erica all of a sudden felt a little intimidated. As she wandered into the back of the house, a blond woman with a large naked chest came up and introduced herself as Joan. "First time, huh?” said the busty blond.
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"Yeah," answered Erica.
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"Well, it's the best time you'll ever have," gushed Joan, my husband William and I have been coming to these things for four years now, and I’m addicted to them, if you know what I mean?"
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With a smile, Erica asked, "Do you do it with just anyone?"
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"I've done it with every man here at one time or another, but usually just with one or two at any one party," she answered, "come on, let me show you something," said Joan, leading Erica down a long hall. Stopping in front of and open door, Erica looked in and saw an awesome sight, because on a huge king size bed, a black man with at least twelve inch cock was taking on two white women at the same time.
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He was lying on his back as the two women gave his a blowjob. He smiled at Erica and Joan and asked them to join in, but Joan told him maybe later and showed her to another room. This one had a little tiny red head sitting on a cock that was threatening to rip her wide apart, and it was quite obvious that she was feeling no pain, as she was in the middle of a screaming orgasm. "I usually can't wait for the third Saturday of the month," Joan said, "I'm so used to having these hung guys, I don't think I could do without. Another thing," she offered, "They're all real nice fellows, too, not a bad apple in the bunch, really a lot of fun to be around."
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"What about the women," asked Erica?
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"Well,” said Joan, "Some of them come and go as the men change partners, or if there's a divorce, you know, but most of them, however, are good people."
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Erica thanked Joan for the tour and went off to find Stuart. When she found him, he was sitting off in the corner talking to naked man about politics. Seeing her coming, both men stood up to meet her. Stuart’s friend had a rangy build with long muscular legs. His hair that might have been dark blonde or brown curled on his neck. Like hers, his eyes scanned her as she approached. Even though the light was dim, she decided that he looked tanned, which suited the sharply defined face. His eyes were deep-set, and the nose was long, and just shy of being narrow. The mouth was strong, the kind that looked as though it could thin into a sneer easily. "Erica, this is Paul, a good friend of mine," said Stuart.
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Paul stuck out his hand, saying, "It's nice to meet you, Stuart said some good things about you." Shaking Paul’s hand, Erica couldn't help but notice the jumbo set of genitals that hung between his thighs. When Paul and Stuart both saw her peeking, Stuart winked at Erica and excused himself to go to the john.
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Paul and Erica then stood talking, she still in her clothes and him totally naked. As they talked, Paul's cock began to slowly become erect, and Erica by now was starting to feel that empty ache between her legs. When Paul sensed that she was now getting very turned on, he caught her chin in his hand and waited until her eyes were focused on his. “Don’t…” her objections ending in a moan when his mouth swooped down to cover hers. She tasted arousal in his kiss, a jagged need that was barely restrained. And most difficult of all to resist, she tasted the sweetness of lust, unbridled lust. Even as she murmured his name against his lips, she knew that she was lost. Without thinking, her arms had already lifted to wrap themselves around him to bring him closer, to accept and to demand.
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Her body betrayed her. Her fingers dug deep into his shoulders as she struggled to regain her composure, then he surprised her by suggesting they check out one of the back bedrooms. Erica didn’t even think, she just said, "Sure, why not?"
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When they finally found a vacant room, Paul was fully erect. Not being able to take her eyes off it, Erica murmured, "I love big cocks, Paul. How long is it?"
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"Ten inches," said Paul proudly, as he dragged her sweater up and over her head, tossing it aside. She wore lace underneath, a snow-white fancy that in a saner time and place would have aroused him by its blatant femininity. On a normal date he might have toyed with the straps, skimmed his fingers gently over her subtle peaks. Now he only ripped it apart in one powerful jerk, freeing her breasts for his greedy mouth.
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The flavor of her warm, scented flesh hit him like a physical blow. And her response, the lovely arching of her supple body against his, the long throaty moan, the quick helpless quiver, drove him toward a summit of pleasure he had never imagined.
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A whimper caught in Erica’s throat as she dug her nails into the naked flesh his shoulders, needing to drive him on, terrified of where he was taking her. She clutched at him for balance, as she moved under him in sinuous invitation, arching once more as he peeled her slacks away, skimming his cleaver fingers down her thighs.
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A triangle of lace that shielded her most intimate parts tore jaggedly. By the time she was naked, she was leaking cunt juice down her thighs. Once again his mouth feasted her cry of stunned release ripped through his body. Erica went off like a rocket, exploding, imploding, as she felt herself turn wrong side out.
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Pushing him back and crawling between his legs, she took the head into her mouth and sucked Paul to a quick orgasm, inducing him to shoot his spunk down her throat, grunting loudly as his cum filled her mouth.
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Lying back on the bed with her legs spread wide apart, Erica begged Paul to, "Ride me, please, ride me hard."
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Needing no more invitation, Paul got between her legs and guided his big hammer into Erica's burning cunt while asking, "A little at a time, or all at once?"
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"Bury it," she gasped. Rising above her, every muscle trembling, Paul found Erica’s eyes open, staring into his. Watching her face, with one hard plunge he impaled her tight pussy in one desperate stroke. As his huge ramrod filled her to overflowing, her eyes glazed over and closed. His own vision grayed before he buried his face in her hair.
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Since he had just cum in her mouth, Paul had to build up to his next cum, so this meant that he would probably have to pound the helpless pussy for a good ten minutes or more to get off his gun. Erica wrapped her legs around Paul's back and held on for dear life. His body took over, matching the fast, furious rhythm of her hips. They rode each other like fury, greedy children gorging themselves on forbidden fruit. Her final cry of dark pleasure echoed through the air. This was exactly why she was addicted to monster sized cocks, they filled her up like nothing else could, and while Paul was driving hard to his orgasm, Erica was in the throes of a seemingly endless string of earth shaking cums while her tight pussy gripped the big shaft, trying to draw it in even farther. As his orgasm neared, Paul was now thrusting in and out with piston like precision! Screaming, "I'm cumming,"
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Paul unleashed another torrent of goo into his newfound playmate until collapsing on top of her and stammering between gasps of air, "You are fucking unbelievable." All at once in the background they both heard the sound of clapping and cheering and standing in the doorway was a naked Stuart and Joan. "Bravo! Bravo!" the two voyeurs yelled at the two spent lovers.
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On the way home Erica snuggled up against Stuart and rested her head on his shoulder. "Happy?" he asked.
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"Very," she answered while slipping off to sleep, "But next time, I’m doing the black guy."
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The End...
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