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Female Starlet Radiates Aura of Success

A woman who is married goes to a sex club with her friend.

Spankmasters
Jun 1, 2024
10 min read
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Glory Girl
Glory Girl

Female Starlet Radiates Aura of Success

My husband is truly amazing. He showers me with love and attention, constantly meeting all my needs. It isn't just his thoughtfulness and hard work but also his ability to drive me wild with passion, especially when he pleasures me with his talented tongue. This man would never leave me feeling deprived or longing for more.

However, due to certain medical conditions, his ability to maintain an erection has become limited. It's a difficult reality to accept, knowing the limitations it places on certain aspects of our intimate life together.

Growing up, I've had a deep love for anything labeled taboo or daring. I've always been a fan of threesomes, group activates, and even having sex with strangers. As my life progressed and I found a man willing to share and worship me in every way, I didn't anticipate having to completely put away my desires.

And yet, even those desires could have different meanings when it came to emotional commitment. After much thought, I'd decided that helping my husband keep his confidence by shunning strangers was the best way to show my dedication, no matter the impact on my own satisfaction.

Still, the word "cheating" encompasses many acts. Of course, I would never put a stranger inside my husband's wife, violating the sacred connection we share. However, other acts subjectively do not fall under the same rule. I admitted, with guilty lust, that I sought out validation from men in a different area.

My best friend, Laura, like me, embraced her sexuality and was very much of the mind I should enjoy the pleasures of life to the fullest. My husband was unaware of our evenings out together. When he dropped me off at Laura's for a night of drinking, as I always did with no knowledge of where the night might take us, he felt assured I would be safe. While he went home and slept peacefully, Laura and I went to a sex club and explored the many opportunities.

Now comes a particularly brazen story.

I've always been addicted to the act of oral sex, especially with large penises. This small club allowed me the freedom to indulge my many fantasies.

Luckily, on this night, Laura wanted to provide herself sexual release. I, on the other hand, desired none other than a multitude of glorious cocks being slipped anonymously through a hole, unaware of the naughty person potentially cleaning the surface of their erection at the other side. I set out to quench this parched thirst.

After Laura had found her conquest, we waved off some slightly disappointed men. I, however, needed more time to decide. I remained in the lounge area, discussing different subjects with a few ready-for-action men. As time passed and I became more tipsy, I realized the only way to sate my imagination is to duck into the dimly lit corner.

With an "Up for adventure?" look, I followed Laura and entered the obscure corner. She found a small room with numerous holes for each man seeking solace and sat me down, assuring me I'd enjoy the show.

And there I remained, in a complete haze from the excessive amount of Prosecco, while men lined up, their sexual desires looking for a safe space to be barely appreciated. Pausing only to help others understand the process, I finally found some relief when they, too, left.

It was a liberating experience, albeit clandestine, to engage in an activity for my own pleasure while keeping the image of an unassuming wife on the surface.

That night, I couldn't help but boast about my experience a bit: "So, what were your plans for tonight?" Laura asked behind her knowing smirk.

With a mischievous grin and casual attitude,"Glory hole," I declared blatantly.

She laughed approvingly, "I could have guessed that. Let's go."

I was escorted to the darkest corner, where we enjoyed the anonymity and shared the space with other adventurers.

My soul craved variety; perhaps it would be my downfall. This was my way of letting go for the night. I would meet them not for the joy of constructing a relationship but for the chance to feel the soft touches of my wife turned harlot. The anticipation of watching her beautiful body move beneath the hands of warm men raised goosebumps on my skin. I knew she put great effort into maintaining the image of a supportive companion. Laura always enjoyed being alone and was ever curious enough to take risks which had a considerable impact on her, and together, we soared into our sexual freedom.

We sped up faster than I anticipated, taking the path to the glory hole and veering to the back area. This region consists of three glory holes, set up with bright illumination for the ladies. Although they're not always occupied by women nowadays, it adds a fun twist, as you and two bi guys watch one another suck a diverse range of throbbing cocks. The recess on the other side is darkened so that you can't see who's feeding you but they can witness your actions.

Laura kissed me, prompting her to lift my top to expose my chest. As her tongue intertwined with mine, she twisted my nipples roughly, as she knows I prefer, per her typical pattern.

In a matter of seconds, the first cock emerged through the hole. It was already erect.

Laura paused her kissing, prompting me to descend to my knees. The erection was medium-sized, thick, hard as steel, and exhibited a tempting curvature to the right. I stroked it softly, pulling the skin of the unseen cock up and down, waiting for the lubrication from any precum. A moment later, the precum oozed out, and I instinctively leaned in to savor the taste. I dipped my tongue as I continued stroking this unidentified cock, the precum on my tongue forming an erotic strand to the captivating red cap of the cock I held. Typically, Laura remains aloof, more concerned with her pleasure. However, in that particular night, I sensed she hadn't moved.

Sluggishly, but with escalating vigor, I stroked this stranger's cock and took the plump, spherical head into my mouth. Moving my hand away, I gulped the cock like a thirsty drink and closed my eyes to savor the taste of the tasty precum covering my enthusiastic tongue.

Sitting beside me, a second cock made an appearance. I swiftly enclosed my fingers around it. Now, I had a mouth brimming with a cock I hadn't fully observed yet, along with my best friend watching me. Eagerly, I stroked the unseen cock, primarily concentrating on the stocky cock I could palpate. He was nudging forward, indicating his nearness to orgasm. I stroked with vigor and sucked on the cock I couldn't see. With a series of subtle pushes, he started reaching climax. I accelerated my stroking and oral skills. My mouth was stuffed with both cocks, and Laura was the spectator.

My left hand was still on the cock to my right. It was rigid. A little longer, slimmer, cut, and it was standing upright. Before I could spin to embrace it with my lips, Laura claimed my head, whisking my face closer for a passionate kiss.

'You're such a skilled slut,' she asserted.

With that, she hoisted up my mini-skirt to expose my backside and began caressing my buttocks. I resumed my oral services. Wrapping my mouth around his cock, this time there were no hands. Instead, I planted myself on the wooden pillar, supporting myself as I felt Laura grazing my behind and slipping a singular finger inside my aroused pussy.

Exhaling, I choked slightly when Laura touched my clit. The allure of observing an attractive woman finger another woman while I give oral pleasure to an anonymous man spurred me to take his cock more aggressively. I licked the entire length of the hard rod, before downing it, swallowing every inch. I sucked deeply, excited by the steady force of his cock, and when I briefly extracted my mouth, I swirled my tongue around the base of his head, inciting his shaft to jerk spastically.

Laura continued rubbing my ass while inserting another digit in my soaked and hospitable pussy. As she persisted in massaging my engorged clit and my rectum, I could imagine the pulsing cock in front of me feeling the same pleasure at my actions. She drove in her third finger as I bobbed on his cock, treated to the sight of him erupting. His pelvis put forth with strong convulsions, and after unloading his passion, he remained tense, inching closer to another release.

Laura's fingers were still plunging in my pussy as she massaged my clit. I sensed the identity of the cock I was pleasing. With each stroke, I emitted a moan, and Laura responded, thrusting her fingers inside me. Together, we brought this man to a third orgasm, and his sperm flowed into my mouth as Laura fingered me, feeling his fingers cramp.

Feeling like a wanton slut, drenched in a complete stranger's cum, as my friend probed my backside, I gasped raggedly, accompanied by the sight of him thrusting his hips forward, soiling his pelvic region. Laura speared me from behind as she being another finger in my receptive pussy.

'Fuck, fuck,' I stammered.

"Hey there, love how your pussy craves to be stretched out, huh?" she snarled.

Another cock entered the room via the glory hole. It gradually made its way through, already stiff once more. Laura had seemingly forgotten about the presence of other cocks and was focused on pleasuring the wetness between my thighs, with three fingers balls deep in my pussy and my nipple being stimulated by her nails behind.

This third cock was big and meaty, and happened to be black. It was thick, with a cut, and since I was gasping, I couldn't accommodate it in my mouth. All I could do was stroke it, wrapping my fingers around and my palm sliding along the firm, smooth, black skin, slowly at first. I held onto it as if it was a trophy, never wanting to let go. But I couldn't do much more than this. Laura had pushed a fourth finger into me, and her sharp, painted nails kept catching on my inner walls, making me gasp louder. I knew I was about to climax, so I couldn't suck that deliciously thick, dark cock coated in pre-cum, the shiny head prominent against the darkness of the skin.

Laura pumped her fingers into me as I jerked his massive cock. She then leaned in, building more intensity with her fingers crooked.

"Cum for me, you horny little whore," she whispered forcefully, assertively, her voice slightly raspy.

My pussy tightened, and I moaned more loudly this time.

She repeated the whisper, just for me to hear. She was clearly dominant and was enjoying the power she had over me.

"You know you want to cum and smother my fingers in your dampness, so I can lick them clean," she told me.

I wanted nothing more at this point. I was meant to cum for my friend, to please her, while I served this throbbing, thick, black cock like the slut I knew I was.

I pumped him faster, spouting out more pre-cum. I gasped, slowly looking around me. My friend was right there, inches away from me, fingering me, almost fitting in a fourth finger, a stranger's cock thick and solid in my grip. I was about to climax, and I pumped him as hard as I could; even more clear pre-cum dribbled out of that sturdy length.

"Cum," Laura commanded.

She thrust her fingers in hard to push me over the edge, and my orgasm took over me. My pussy gripped her fingers, I closed my eyes, my muscles tightened, and I could feel my pussy grip those fingers as strongly as I gripped his cock. I was too consumed by my climax to focus on much else. As I started to feel my orgasm subside, I realized that there was cum dripping down my thighs. I felt Laura look up as she licked the sticky fluid on my thighs - where her painted nails had caught on me - with her tongue.

Finally able to gather myself, I took the sizable, ebony cock in my mouth. The cock was solid, stiff, and hot, the head coated in pre-cum, and I jerked it hard and fast. I'd had two loads of cum already and wanted a third. Laura was still licking my thighs, so I opened my mouth wide and went to town on his cock. My friend still licking my thighs as I sucked him off, showing off my horniness.

I'd had two loads, and I wanted another. Laura was still licking the cum down my legs, stemming from the guy who had filled me up, when I took his cock into my mouth. I could take it in my hand and still have space in my mouth for the remainder. This cock was stiff, solid, hot, and when I rubbed my tongue against the glistening, sticky head, he was ready to cum.

Before Laura had even moved, that firm, black cock was shooting out cum into my mouth, fresh as can be. The first of his shots slipped down my throat easily, and the remaining loads trickled out onto my face. He kept pumping as if he would never cease to do so, and I jerked him off, feeding him every last drop. The cock softened slightly, and I rubbed his cock against my face, leaving the mixture of his cum and the previous stranger's all over it. Finally, I licked his erection clean, savoring the ménage à trois cocktail of cum.

Laura kissed me.

"Lick my fingers clean, you filthy little slut," she ordered.

I followed Laura's orders as usual, and she spread out her digits in front of me. I could see my juices glistening on her hand in the bright light. I started by sucking on her longest middle finger, licking every last drop of my own nectar off of it. The taste of sweet, delectable juice told me that her tongue must have had the same flavor from me earlier. Laura then went on to give me her other fingers one by one. She didn't break eye contact once and didn't blink. She loved every second of seeing me a filthy cock-sucking slut, eagerly licking up her own juices.

'You're such a naughty, naughty girl, aren't you?' Laura teased, her voice husky.

I nodded.

'Yes, Ma'am,' I responded while grinning.

Laura gave me a deep kiss and our tongues twirled together. Her cheeks were still slick with the mix of cum and my juices from last night. Our tongues searched for the taste of cum I had swallowed from a stranger's cock.

The following day, my husband arrived to pick me up at noon. I leaned in to give Laura a quick kiss before leaving and she waved to my husband as I climbed into the car.

'Did you have a good night last night?' my husband asked cheerfully.

I nodded and waved back at Laura before leaving.

'Yes, it was a blast,' I told my husband while smiling.

'You're lucky to have a friend like Laura,' he mused. 'She always manages to keep you occupied.'

'She really does,' I agreed during our drive back home for a more heated and passionate pussy-licking session.

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