and glinted as she moved, caressing the girl's nakedly quivering buttocks and pressing her own restless loins against their warm fleshiness. More groans of lust came from the audience when she reached around and cupped the sucking girl's breasts, pinching the slippery nipples with the tips of her fingers.

Kim's breath was coming in tight gasps, and the burning sensation fermenting in her belly grew in maddening intensity with each movement was she watched the young girl being ravished by the man and the lesbian dancer. The excited sex-heat of the audience acted like a giant furnace, and the drugged young housewife could feel a trickle of sweat running from her navel down her belly into her pubic hair. Its slow teasing trail caused her to squirm down against the firm leather edges of the cushion, which rubbed sensuously against the moist, hair-lined flanges of her hotly throbbing pussy. She bit hard against her lower lip to keep back a groan of frustration.

Her forehead was covered with a fine mist of perspiration from the feverishly writhing bodies all around her. Klaus, his mouth open, his eyes on the platform, let his hand fall inside her dress. Kim stiffened and looked around. No one was watching and, if she wanted him to, he would stop. Her young, frantically aroused body trembled as she let him wedge his hand between her naked breast and brassiere, near her nipple. Another trickle of sweat ran down the valley between her ripely full breasts, causing her to squirm more, thus allowing his fingers to probe for and find the nipple. He pinched it and she jumped, feeling a tiny pain then a lewd thrill of pleasure.

Her nerves were shattered and her mind reeled with indecision as the drug, the champagne, and the salacious scene in front of her worked powerfully on her feelings. She knew she should demand that they take her home. Nichole and her friends were just a little too fast for her, and this wasn't being true to Hank. She owed faithfulness to Hank, and she had already gone too far by watching such an exhibition and letting Klaus, a stranger, massage her breast. He was doing it right at that minute, urging her nipple into a pouted hardness, bringing on a wanton feeling that was wild and made her thirst for more. Thirst! Her mouth was dry and she drained her champagne glass again. Klaus, with his free hand, poured her more; she quietly drank it down, smacking her lips and liking the taste.

Still, she felt they had been so patronizing to her, so talked down to her that she was determined to show them she wasn't a child or an old maid. Petting didn't hurt so long as it didn't go any further. She could always stop Klaus if he tried anything more than toying with her breasts.

She looked down the couch, past Klaus, at Nichole. Ernie was sitting forward and facing Nichole now, his hand still in her panties and his fingers lewdly pumping in and out of her vagina. His free hand was unbuttoning the top of her dress and, as Kim watched, she saw one of Nichole's magnificently formed breasts billow and bulge as its firmness was forced out of her brassiere. The naked tit gleamed whitely in the room – its nipple taut and dark… inviting. All around the room, all around her, people were writhing in sexual abandonment and undressing.

Kim's breath was hot and heavy as she turned her glazed eyes back on the platform, permitting Klaus to pull her own breast up so that her pink, bud-like nipple was out of her brassiere but not out of the dress. Slowly, his fingers slid across her warm, sweaty cleavage and began probing for her other breast.

The flame-haired young wife let him fondle her, raising her passion and frustration as she watched the wantonly obscene tableau up on the platform. It was as if the three nakedly writhing performers had utterly no inhibitions or feeling of self-consciousness; in fact, it seemed they were enjoying being watched, that they enjoyed sexually exciting and frustrating the passive on-lookers. Kim sensed that part of their excitement, part of their depravity came from the fact that they did things – sexual things – in front of strangers. She tried to imagine herself getting up in this room, in front of strangers, naked and lewd. In her mind, she flashed back to the night she stood naked in the bathroom on front of a mirror and excitedly looked at the bruises and scratched on her body before finger fucking herself to orgasm.

Kim continued panting as Klaus felt for the nipples on her other breast and the girl on the platform, the girl with the black boots and huge breasts, broke away from the man. The slender lesbian who had been behind her had stood up and to one side. The girl in her boots, oiled, sweating, fell nakedly back on her haunches, heaving with passion and fighting for her breath, putting her arms out behind her, supporting herself as her heavy breasts jiggled lewdly. She looked up at the man who crouched over her and then set her head fall back to see the slim girl standing to one side.

Kim gasped then groaned aloud, forgetting herself, as the lesbian dancer bent over, kissing the other girl with an open mouth while one hand dropped to her cunt. The girl in the boots, still on her knees and leaning back, locked her hungry mouth on the lesbian's and let her tongue dart in while she spread her thighs as far as her kneeling position would allow. Kim felt she had to squirm as she watched the lesbian's knowledgeable fingers begin sawing in and out of the kneeling girl's wetly parted pussy.

Kim knew about lesbians, had heard about them in school but never had met one or knew she was meeting one. It was the most depraved scene she had ever watched as the man stood watching, stroking his slippery, hotly glistening cock as he watched and the slim girl bent over the other girl, kissing her in a wanton way while caressing her in a most obscene way. And the girl with the boots responded, writhing in complete abandonment, her breasts oiled and gleaming as they jiggled, her body supple and rubbery as she convulsed and rivulets of sweat snaked across her belly-dancer stomach. Kim felt faint when she realized the full brazenness of their act as the slim girl suddenly straightened and, just like she was mounting a horse, she held the booted girl's head in her hands and swung one leg over her face. She lifted one leg slowly, exposing her open cunt with its pinkly fluted vaginal lips. The girl's face was buried in the lesbian's crotch when the dancer – her legs spread wide and slightly bent at the knees – began wiggling her tight, little-boy buttocks back in invitation at the man. Her proud ass cheeks spread wide and her anus was tight and brown in the center of her deep crevice.

The impact of it on Kim was almost more than she could take. She gaped as Klaus pulled her breasts – both of them – free from her brassiere and pinched the taut, hard nipples into a goose-bumped expectancy. She gaped with her mouth open as the two girls on the stage began an obscene movement. The lesbian held her friend's head tight to her hair-lined vaginal slit while her hips ground and rotated her cunt against the girl's face. And, judging from the expression of wild, lewd pleasure on the lesbian's face, the girl was obliging by using her mouth and tongue.

Klaus put his free hand on Kim's bare knee and squeezed it, feeling hot and sweaty. His hand suddenly swept up her thigh, pushing her dress up. 'Just petting,' she tried to tell herself as she sank further back, even further on the couch and crossed her legs again and squeezed… seeking relief for her hopelessly aroused clitoris. She ground her buttocks down into a corner of the cushion, forcing the sewn edging up into her panties, into the open lips of her heatedly pulsating pussy. Klaus let his hand slide all the way up her dress until it was cupped on her perspiration-streaked stomach. Kim tried to catch her breath, inhaling deeply and swelling her breasts that now jutted out further than ever due to the brassiere being pushed and peeled down beneath them. Klaus' fingernails nipped at the nipple of her breast and she jumped, sitting more erect thus permitting his probing fingers to dart underneath her panties and wedge themselves downward to nestle in her softly curling pubic hair.

Kim, her legs tensely crossed, told herself he couldn't go any further even if he wanted to, and that there really wasn't anything much more wrong with his hand probing at her vagina than there was with his hand on her naked breasts. It was all petting! Besides… it all felt sooooo goooooddd! She groaned!

The scene on the platform, the three people on the mattress, was now almost beyond belief. The man had been watching the two women writhing like snakes in front of him, his great, eagerly jerking cock held tight in one hand. At a signal from him, the girls reacted. The lesbian, standing straddled over the booted girl, stepped away from her head, bending further over and arching her back, her legs spread wide so that her swollen cuntal lips were visible to the audience.

Quickly, the man stepped forward between the lesbian's legs and guided his thick white shaft into her wetly waiting cunt! He slowly pushed, and his blood-filled purple head, spread her cunt until it seemed surely to rip it. The booted girl, still kneeling, looked up to see the man's cock a few inches above her face! She watched as the massive, blue-veined pole of flesh sawed in and out of the warmly lubricated vagina. There was a look of awe and wanton delight in her eyes. She bent her head back and reached up with her face, her wet little tongue out and flicking over the lesbian's gleaming clitoris and the underside of his plunging cock.

Kim felt, for one wild abandoned moment, that she was gong to cum, that she would have an orgasm right there in front of everyone. It was such a wild obscene fucking that was going on in front of her while Klaus was fondling and exciting her to the point of insanity. She watched the man fucking the lesbian girl from behind, holding onto her slippery hips as best he could. Kim could see the thick long stalk of the cock glistening with oil and cunt- juice as it slowly pistoned in and out of the moistly clasping pussy; that combined with the lascivious sight of the booted girl crouched underneath licking both their genitals made the young wife think she was about to cum and

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