Chapter 5

I woke to the sound of Christine's moan of pleasure and the feel of her tongue drawing my cock into the back of her throat. I groaned and pushed my hand into her hair and I pushed her head down as we made her cum. She reluctantly let me pull her face up for a kiss when her orgasm ended.

After the briefest of kisses, she asked, "Did you like how I begged you to fill my pussy last night?" Before I could answer, she said, "This is me begging the same way for you to fill my mouth this morning."

She lunged down and swallowed my cock and immediately started bobbing her head as she stroked the base of it.

"I thought we agreed to do breakfast together so we could get an early start on shopping," I teased.

I didn't wait for a response as I pulled her body around and I tucked my head between her legs. She gave a muffled moan as my tongue pressed in and probed her slit. I took my time as I explored and tasted her. She had already given herself a small orgasm, and it wouldn't take much for me to make her explode again. I gave her time to enjoy pleasing me so that we could cum together.

It was insanely arousing to wake up with her teasing me. The tone of her voice as she teased me let me know that she was eager to taste me again, and that was arousing as well. She was quickly learning how to tease my cock to please me, and I knew it wouldn't take long. She alternated between swallowing the head of my cock, and then drawing back to swirl her tongue around. The whole time, she was stroking the base.

We both moaned and teased and soon enough, I felt the stirring of my orgasm start. I quickly picked up the pace as I licked her. As my orgasm started to surge up my cock, I sucked her clit and plunged two fingers inside her. She cried out and then soaked my face with her juices. Our orgasms had barely finished when she spun around and started kissing and licking my face. I held her close as we collapsed together.

After a bit, Christine pushed away to talk to me.

"I noticed your wife has plenty of pretty things in her drawer," she observed. "There's no reason for us to go shopping for new things. I'm sure she won't mind."

"You heard how unsure Kathy was when she called us," I reminded her. "Although she said it was okay for us to come, she doesn't want me bringing a substitute wife. That's what they would think if you show up with my wife's clothes. Besides, there's something special about a beautiful woman waiting to be unwrapped in brand new lingerie."

"She also said that she would politely ask us to leave if the vibe wasn't right when we got there," Christine reminded me. "It would be a shame to spend a bunch of money on something I might not even wear."

"If that happens, I'll make you model for me and then I'll seduce you out of anything you don't wear at the party," I promised.

"Promise you won't be mad at me if we get asked to leave," she asked sadly.

I gave her a reassuring kiss.

"There's nothing to worry about," I said. "We have nothing to hide, so we don't need to keep our lies straight. There are some couples who will only play with other married couples. If we are up front with them, there won't be any hard feelings.

"The most important person that we have to please tonight is you. People will know this is new to you, but if you are happy and honestly having fun, no one will think twice about it. The party is at Kathy and Darren's house, and they are tentatively happy for us to be there. John and Marie sort of own the group because they started it. We don't have to go out of our way to get their approval, but they are the only ones that could cause us trouble. And they are super nice people, so no worries!"

Christine still looked worried.

"You didn't promise," she said. "These people like your wife, right?"

"I promise," I said with a smile. "I promise not to be upset for any reason, whether we leave early because you feel uncomfortable, or if you ask to stay to get acquainted with someone you meet."

After a quick kiss, I gave her a naughty smile.

"These people more than like my wife," I teased. "As long as you have known us, have you ever seen my wife do anything because I told her to? Have you ever seen her do something because I snapped my fingers?"

"One of the things I love about your wife is how she listens to you and then does what she wants to do." Christine was smiling at her own ability to nicely say that my wife was headstrong, especially where I was concerned.

I was smiling as well.

"There are a couple of guys there that she simply lusts. They snap their fingers, she practically has an orgasm, and she does anything they ask."

"She is their slut?" she teased.

"Not like you are going to be mine," I teased back, "but in her own way, yes."

"You'll have to point these guys out," she decided.

"You'll have to guess, and I'll confirm," I answered, changing the rules.

She thought about my rules for a moment, and then gave me a seductive smile.

"I like being your slut, and I think we're going to have fun tonight," she said. "You should snap your fingers so I can show you how much fun we're going to have."

I laughed and snapped my fingers. She smiled in anticipation of my request.

"From this moment on, until we are at the party, you are not allowed to cum for any reason. You will flirt and play along with any game that I tease you with while we are shopping, but you will not cum."

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Christine nervously stroked my leg as we drove past Kathy and Darren's house. There were a dozen cars parked in the driveway and along the street. I needed to drive down a ways and turn around to park on the right side of the street.

"You should let me have one little orgasm while I suck on your cock," she begged. "I'm too worked up to think straight and I need to relax!"

"You'll be fine," I promised as I pulled up behind the last car and parked.

She nervously pulled a business card out of the fancy paper bag on her lap.

"We could still make a phone call and have our own private party," she teased. "I'm sure Jessica was interested in both of us."

Jessica was a clerk at the final shop we had stopped at. Christine had been trying on a couple of sexy outfits. I had picked out an outfit that was considerably more risque than Christine had wanted to try on, and I simply suggested to Jessica that if she took it into the dressing room and convinced Christine to buy it, I would buy all three expensive outfits.

Jessica had returned with all three outfits and a smile. With a quick glance around to be sure no one was looking, she had surprised me with a quick kiss on the corner of my mouth. She was on her way to the register before I had even realized she had done it. She left a taste of Christine's sweetness on my lips.

"Let me ring you up," she said in a teasing tone. I smiled and pulled out my credit card.

Christine was blushing when she joined us.

"You didn't break any rules, did you?" I teased.

She had turned even more red.

"Only barely, and only because I admitted to having a rule," she said, barely above a whisper.

Neither of them had said anything more, even though they were both smiling. I had paid for Christine's new outfits, and we were half way to Kathy and Darren's before she had first shown me the business card.

Apparently, Christine had mentioned how nervous she was about going to the party. Jessica had offered her an alternative plan, and had promised her personal number would be on a card in the bag with the outfits. I was nearly as tempted as she was.

I gave her a quick kiss.

"I bet Jessica would be disappointed if you didn't at least go in and say hello," I teased. "Besides," I added in a seductive tone, "you might find someone interesting here."

Christine took a deep breath and gave my hand a squeeze.

"Stop," she breathed as she closed her eyes and leaned against me. She smiled as she opened her eyes and gave me a hopeful look. "Just one little orgasm?" she requested.

I smiled in return and gave her another quick kiss before I jumped out of the car. I quickly ran around the car and opened her door for her. She cupped my half-hard cock with her hand as she stood up next to me. She didn't say anything as she gave me an extended kiss. She pulled back and gave me a knowing look as she stroked my fully hard shaft.

She was about to say something, but I pulled her around next to me as I grabbed our stuff and walked her toward the house.

In spite of the dire warnings we had been given on the phone, Kathy and Darren were quick to make Christine welcome. It may have helped that we gifted them a bottle of a certain wine that I know Kathy likes.

Kathy insisted on giving Christine a quick tour of the house. We dropped off our contribution to the snacks in the kitchen, and then took the tour. Along the way, a lot of quick introductions were made.

Kathy noticed that Christine blushed a bit when she realized that more than a few people were nearly naked and flirting. With a look, she asked Christine if she was okay, and with a nod, Christine promised that she was.

We ended the tour back in the kitchen. Neither of us had eaten in a while, so Christine made up a plate of snacks for us while I went to get us drinks. The alcohol and sodas were set up on a table out in the garage, so I stepped out there.

From where I was standing as I poured our drinks, I was able to watch as Christine stepped into the living room and found a seat. I had to smile when a soft feminine voice that I recognized asked her a question.

"We love that store," the other woman said. "Did you have fun shopping there?"

The woman asking the question was asking about the fancy bag full of outfits that Christine was carrying. The rest of our stuff was in a backpack that I was carrying. It had a change of clothes and a couple of towels along with condoms and other surprises.

Christine nodded and stammered, "I think it was a little pricey."

"Who was your salesperson?" the woman asked. "We are good friends with a couple of them, and they've been to some of our parties."

I could imagine Christine's blush. I purposefully took my time as I carried the drinks to her.

"Jessica helped us pick out some outfits," she stammered.

"She seems nice, but she doesn't flirt like Jane and Terri do," a man said. Almost immediately, he added, "We don't mean to embarrass you, or pry. We just like to greet the new people."

Christine's face was burning red as I joined them.

"Jessica picked out one of the outfits we bought, and she was more than a little flirty in convincing Christine to buy it," I explained. "John and Marie, may I introduce you to my wife's friend Christine? Christine, this is John and Marie, the couple that organized our group of friends."

"It's nice to meet you," Marie said as she stepped forward and gave Christine a hug.

"Kathy had mentioned that your wife wanted you to bring her friend by just to meet people," John said. "She said you might only stay for a bit to meet us. That's too bad- I was hoping to see her model your new outfits."

"We're not in any hurry to go anywhere," I said suggestively. "Would you like to see what she got?"

With a quick glance up and down Christine's body, John said, "You damn well know I would!"

Christine noticeably shivered in anticipation. Her eyes were shining with desire as she stared at me.

"Do you want to model for us?" Marie asked.

Christine's eyes never left my face. "I'll do anything my John tells me to do."

"Anything?" the other John asked lustfully.

"Really?" Marie asked at the same time.

"She seems to like when I tell her to do the things she already wants to do," I joked.

"Anything?" John asked again, letting his lust sound like a joke as well.

Marie stepped between Christine and I so that Christine had to look at her.

Marie's face was shining as she said, "I love when my John tells me what to do. I'll do anything he asks."

Christine and I could tell that underlying Marie's statement was a question of concern. She had placed herself between us to let Christine know that it was her choice.

Christine's body shivered as she recognized a kindred spirit in Marie. "Anything," she said softly.

With a playful smile, I commanded, "Christine, model your second outfit for John and Marie."

Her eyes flitted between Marie's face and mine. "The first outfit covers more," she suggested.

John and Marie both seemed to wait to see how I dealt with her questioning my command. Our relationship is not like theirs.

"The second outfit," I confirmed with a smile.

Christine could easily have pulled any of the three outfits out of the bag. She knew if she pulled the first one out, I would have let her put it on. It was a black lace nightie with matching panties. It opened in the front, for easy access, but when closed, it covered everything from her neck to her knees.

She pulled the second outfit out of the bag. It was a sheer, nearly see-through baby-blue teddy with matching thong panties. The top was a pull-over with thin straps on the shoulders. It barely came down past her waist.

"Where is the restroom?" she asked sweetly.

"It's the second door down on the left," I said, "but you don't need it."

"Which room should I change in?" she asked.

"This room is fine," I commanded.

"It sure is!" John affirmed.

"John!" Marie scolded at the same time. She was looking at me.

I remained silent, and held my ground as Marie's look turned stern.

"Would I be breaking any house rules?" Christine asked softly.

"Not at all," Marie answered as she continued to stare me down. She turned when Christine touched her shoulder.

"Anything he wants," Christine said with a smile as she started to unbutton her blouse.

"Yes!" John exclaimed, though he tried to keep his outburst subdued.

Marie tried to give him a sharp look. He answered back with a look of his own.

"Help her change," he commanded.

With a quick intake of breath, Marie turned to Christine.

"Is that okay with you?" she asked.

Christine nodded as she stated, "That sounded like a command."

"It was," Marie confirmed as she reached for the button on Christine's skirt. Christine gasped as Marie's hands touched her skin, but she smiled and continued to remove and fold her blouse.

"There are some commands that I know I have to do without question," Marie explained. "If he asked for a blow job right here, I would just do it. When he tells me to do things to other people, I make sure that they want it to happen. I'm sure that if my John told me to give your John a blow job, his pants would hit the floor before I could ask if it was okay."

Christine's body shivered with desire again. I wasn't sure if it was because she was picturing Marie giving blow jobs, or if it was because of the way Marie's hands maintained contact as they slid Christine's skirt down off her hips.

She shivered again, but this time it was obvious why. Marie had knelt in front of her. Marie held eye contact with Christine as she caught her panties and pulled them down. One hand stayed on Christine's ass as they worked together to slip the panties past Christine's shoes. She left her high heels on.

With yet another shiver, Christine held eye contact with Marie as she reached back and released her bra. Marie was quick to stand and slide her hands up Christine's body and onto her breasts to catch and remove the bra.

The women seemed to lean into each other as Christine pulled on the thong for the outfit, and then Marie helped slip the top over Christine's head. Christine stood and quivered as Marie pulled the top into place and then smoothed it down with her hands.

"This is beautiful on you," Marie complimented. Christine beamed in joy.

"Let me see," John commanded, and then added, "Please!" after a look from Marie.

Christine seemed to barely be able to breathe as she slowly spun around for him. She turned once with her arms held out at her sides, and a second time with her arms raised.

"Fucking beautiful," John decided. Christine noticeably swooned.

Marie frowned. "Are you okay?" she asked. Christine smiled and nodded but remained silent.

"If I had to guess..." I interjected. John and Marie both looked at me. "She was given a command this morning, and she is struggling to obey."

Christine finally managed a full breath, and then said, "I'm good now. I'm very happy. Thank you for your compliments."

"What did you command?" John asked with a knowing smile.

"Early this morning I told her she was not to have another orgasm until we were here. I've been teasing her arousal ever since!"

"You're here now," John pointed out. His eyes were nearly giving her a command when he said, "You should have let yourself cum for us!"

Christine realized that he was right, and she turned a hopeful look at me.

"She says she's under control now," I teased, "but all it would take is a hard cock pushing into her throat, and she would explode."

Christine's eyes went wide with need as they intently focused on the prominent bulge in my pants.

"I've got one of those!" John exclaimed as he pushed his pants down past his knees.

Christine turned and her jaw dropped at the sight of his erect cock.

My eyes met Marie's, and my eyebrow twitched a question. Her eyes answered with the slightest of nods.

"Christine," I said in a commanding tone, "use him. Use him and make yourself cum." She whimpered as she stepped towards him and dropped to her knees. "Marie, you should spread your fingers across her vulva to verify that I'm right."

"Do it!" John commanded.

It was hard to tell which of the women he was ordering around, but it didn't matter. They both responded. Christine pulled his hard cock away from his body and let it plunge deep into her throat. Marie was even quicker to drop to her knees next to Christine. One hand slid between Christine's legs and cupped her pussy while her other hand slid up past Christine's breasts and cradled her throat. Both women cried out in pleasure as Christine's orgasm exploded.

I was not the only person watching in awe as Christine used John's cock in the back of her throat to make herself cum repeatedly. I think all of us voyeurs held our breath as Marie's hand slid back to pull the panties aside. As her hand pushed back between Christine's legs, a couple of fingers pressed inside. Christine cried out as she pushed back against the invasion.

Her eyes were burning with need as she looked up at John.

"I need you to fill my mouth," she demanded. She didn't wait for an answer as she plunged down onto his cock again.

"Show her!" John bellowed.

Marie continued to thrust her fingers into Christine as she put her lips right next to Christine's ear.

"There's a trick to it," she whispered, Christine moaned in need. "Don't ever do this to anyone else," she commanded.

With no further explanation, she caught Christine's earlobe with her teeth, and then used her tongue to tease it. Christine shuddered with pleasure, but kept stroking John's cock into her throat. Marie moaned her own need, and then turned and pushed her head into John's crotch below Christine. She did something with her teeth and tongue, and John roared and exploded.

Christine cried out around his cock as she started cumming again. Maybe it was the same orgasm and it just re-intensified. John roared a second time as he flooded her mouth again. Marie pulled back and waited as he roared a third time and then collapsed back in his chair. She immediately pulled Christine off of his cock and pulled her into a kiss. Christine moaned in pleasure as their tongues chased his flavors around each others mouths.

The crowd of voyeurs had dispersed by the time the two women stopped kissing. John had even found the energy to sit up and thank them with a kiss.

Christine saw that I was smiling as I continued to watch, and with a very pleased sigh, she asked, "So what happens now? Are we done, or can the four of us go find someplace private. There are some things..."

She blushed as her bravado ran out.

"There are some things you'd like to try?" Marie asked kindly.

"If we can't find a room, we'll kick someone out!" John declared.

"We can't," Marie said too quickly.

"Watch me," he commanded.

"John," she chided, and he stopped.

Christine watched their interplay, and then frowned.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asked quietly.

"Not at all," Marie promised and then gave her a kiss. Marie looked thoughtful for a moment, and then took a deep breath. "There was some trouble with a woman..."

"Mary?" Christine guessed.

Marie gave me a thoughtful look. "I hope he told you some of that story. Your John doesn't know the half of it." She paused as she decided how much to say. I think she decided not to tell us any of their side of the story.

"I'm sorry Christine, but we have a rule, and as tempting as it is to break it right now, it would set a bad example if we did. Our rule says we will not play with a married person unless their partner is here and says we can. I guess we snooped a bit and we know you are divorced, but we won't play with your John unless his wife is here."

"Is it okay if we go home and start plotting on how we'll get her here for the next party?" Christine asked with a smile. She saw Marie's surprised look, and she added, "John explained to me about how couples should have rules and they should stick by them. I know she is uncomfortable coming to parties, but I'll be disappointed if we don't at least try."

"Tell her I miss her massages," Marie said with a wistful smile.

"I miss how she responds to my voice almost as well as Marie does," John said. Marie shot him a playful dirty look.

"I'm tempted to find a loophole for our rule," Marie lamented. With a soft sigh, she said, "I think I will regret pointing this out, but not all of the couples here have the same rules." She glanced at John and he nodded. "There's no reason for you two to hurry out of here. Save some lust for us for the next time when John's wife is here, but go have some fun. Maybe we will sneak in and watch you enjoy some of those other things you want to try."

The women shared a touching kiss, and then after hugs, kisses and handshakes, John and Marie went off to spend time with their other friends.

Christine joined me on the couch and we finally started in on the snacks. She laughed at the way I was caressing the satiny softness of her outfit.

"You are amazing," I complimented her.

"This old thing," she teased as she smoothed the fabric herself.

"Yes that old thing," I teased back. "You are a beautiful woman, and this outfit really displays your body well. You should have seen the crowd that gathered to watch you perform."

She blushed. "You're making that up!" she fussed.

I let my eyes wander over her body, and I smiled at what I saw. "When we finish, we can go mingle with the crowd down in the basement TV room. Wait until you see how many compliments you get!"

"We could leave now, while I still think your friends are nice," she teased. "The crowd down there looks like it might kidnap me and drag me into an orgy. That might be fun, but I won't think your friends are nice anymore."

"Let's go refresh our drinks and then we can go try our luck," I tease back.

She playfully punched my arm, and then jumped on top of me to kiss me. I held her and returned her kiss. Eventually, she pushed back to sit up on my lap.

"How long until you lose your street clothes?" she asked, and then she pulled my shirt off over my head.

With a laugh, I let her do it. Then I lifted her and stood up. I continued to kiss her as I shucked off my shoes and then followed them with my pants and boxers. Standing naked in front of her, I dug in my backpack and pulled out some silky boxers and a soft tropical shirt. She let me put them on, but she wouldn't let me button the shirt. With a wry look, she let me know how unfair she thought it was that nobody else stayed in the room to watch.