Maria's Hunger Ch. 1

"I don't know," Carlos answered, "I just had the two greatest orgasms of my life."

"Well," I answered, "it will be even better in about an hour or two. We will do some smoking and drinking and talking and we will relax for a while to prepare for something special. I have something planned."

"What?"

"It's a surprise, Carlos."

After we all washed up, Jerry put his clothing back on and went back to tending bar until needed, while the four of us sat around naked, smoking and drinking.

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My husband was drained but I felt relaxed. I had experienced so much and enjoyed the games to such a degree that I was totally calm, willing to do anything that I was ordered to do, no matter how bizarre it might sound to a "normal" person. It is hard to explain. I had been nervous and afraid to make the leap, but now I had crossed the threshold of morality and discovered the Magic Kingdom, a Disneyland of fornication to which I was quickly becoming addicted.

We smoked grass, drank wine and Rick became the moderator of our erotic story telling, aimed at exciting us once more, preparing us to enjoy the next round of whatever he had planned. Elizabeth broke the ice by telling how she had lost her virginity in high school, her boyfriend fucking her in the back seat of a Buick. Her narrative was very sexual, describing the thickness of her lover's dick and how he enjoyed mounting her.

Rick told a story of how he had seduced a friend of his mother, a married woman who craved young cock. The affair lasted two years and he even fucked her ass in the pool shed of her house while her husband played poker with friends in the dining room.

"We could hear the voices of the poker players," Rick said, "and she was buck naked on all fours and I just took her ass and she bit her lips so she wouldn't scream and she trashed around like you would not believe, jamming that ass back into me. I fucked that woman for about three years and we fucked in her house, her car, the beach, parking lots and boats. "

My husband surprised me by telling how he had an affair with a French instructor in college, a woman I had known. She had masturbated him in her office in the Language Department.

Then it was my turn. I told them that I had married virgin and had little to tell, but I did remember an incident I deemed worth telling. While in high school I had spent summers at a beach in the Jersey Shore. Our family rented several units there and I would spend a couple of weeks with cousins and relatives I did not see during the year. On the first night, I was alone in my hotel room and decided to step out to the balcony to drink a soda and watch the traffic pass on the highway across the parking lot. As I stood there sipping a Pepsi, I looked down and realized that I could see into the living room of the unit one floor down and across. The curtains of the room were open about halfway and to my surprise I saw my aunt Silvia, who was a divorced mother of two teenagers, making out in the couch with a hotel lifeguard about my age. I stood in the balcony, in the darkness and watched as the young man with curly hair undressed my aunt. He took her right on the couch, doggie style and I could not hear them, but I imagined what they said as they fucked. It was very exciting and I touched myself as I watched, wondering what it would be like to be penetrated…

There were more stories. Elizabeth admitted to having a college affair with a man fifteen years older. He was a swimming coach who had shared her with others. On one occasion, four of them had used the college's pool for a midnight orgy in which a lot of fucking took place in the almost empty building.

Rick ordered me to stand up interrupting the sexual narratives.

"This is going to be delicious," he said as Elizabeth led me towards this Swedish furniture that was part easy chair part chrome gadgets and straps. I was told to close my eyes while I felt hands place a padded harness around my waist. A contraption was placed around my neck, momentarily replacing the dog collar.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"You will know soon," he said, "trust me. Relax now."

The machine had some kind of pulley system and I was naked, suspended doggie style a few inches of the ground. All my orifices were at the perfect height to be entered comfortably. I liked the position, the feeling of being tied helpless, open for the taking. The only thing that puzzled me was the gadget around my neck that did not allow me to turn my head.

Jerry entered the room and stripped down. To my surprise, Elizabeth and Rick set up a row of metal chairs and my four playmates sat down looking at me suspended like a mannequin on a store window.

"This part you will enjoy," Rick said, "One of the men in the audience tonight is a trusted friend of mine. In a few minutes he will open the door behind you, enter this room, strip naked and fuck your pussy without saying a word. Since you are not able to turn your head you will never see him. You will not know who he is, what he looks like or even the color of his skin. You remember the men who saw you strip? One of them is going to fuck your pussy and we will watch but you will not know who's doing it to you. You like this?"

"Sounds…different."

"Do you like this?"

"I love it. I feel like such a whore…"

"You are a whore. Now we will get you ready."

Elizabeth stood next to me, holding a piece of ice, which she ran up and down my spine, barely touching my skin. The tip of the ice wedge continued to travel down the cracks of my ass to my cunt lips. I bucked in space, twisting like a marionette on strings. Jerry standing in front of me tapped my face with his cock. I opened my mouth to receive him, but he seemed content with rubbing his dick all over my face. Rick's fingers probed the outer edges of my pussy as my husband sat on a metal chair leering at the scene. I became very aroused, ready to be fucked. My body needed a cock, yet they all stopped and sat down in front of me. We waited for perhaps a minute as the four of them looked at me, wet with lust, placed in a doggie position in mid-air, waiting to be fucked by a stranger.

I heard the door open and close. I tried to turn but could only glance forward at the excited faces of the audience of four. I heard noises of a zipper being opened and movements of a man undressing. Which one was he? The muscle boy, the black man or the jogger? Perhaps it was a construction worker or even the pot bellied man. It did not matter for I was willing to fuck them all. This concept of being taken by a stranger one can not see aroused me enormously. I was excited to a feverish heat.

I felt a hand caressing my legs. I waited, anticipating his thrust but nothing happened. What was taking him so long? Couldn't he tell I was ready to be entered?

The stranger began rubbing his body against mine. I could feel his naked cock press against the flesh of my thighs. I moaned loudly, sending a signal, enticing him but he continued to tease. I was ready and I moaned once more when I felt the tip of his meat rub against the lips of my pussy.

Still he did not enter me, his cock head moving up and down my slit like a painter's brush. I was almost in tears, moaning and trying to push back into the unseen man, wanting to feel his dick slide into me.

"You want him to fuck you?" Rick asked.

"Oh, God, yes. Please."

"He will not talk to you but he can be convinced. Ask for it, beg a lot and maybe he will enter you."

My skin felt feverish. His dick kept brushing the edges of my wet pussy, teasing me into frenzy.

"Oh, please," I said loudly, "I don't know who you are or what you look like but I want you to fuck my cunt. Take it, please…oh, please I beg you, don't tease me like this. Please fuck me. Fuck me like a whore. Take my cunt or ass…but take it now."

The head of his dick was now touching my clit, the tip rubbing and twisting, yet not entering. I was whimpering in desire, twitching in my bondage, begging for the teasing to stop, for the roll of human flesh to enter me deeply.

"Please, whoever you are," I said loudly, "please fuck my cunt in front of my husband. Please stick it in me, fuck me, use me…oh, please fuck me now. I can't stand it…use me like a whore. I need to be fucked…I crave cock! I need a dick in me right now!… Please fuck me, please." The stranger's meat slid through the wet folds of my pussy. I was suspended in mid-air, impaled onto a stranger's cock as my husband and friends watched. My orgasm was almost instant as his dick throbbed inside me. It was a jolting feeling, an unleashing of sexual atoms throughout the inner reaches of my soul. I went limp as the stranger unloaded inside me.

* * * * *

After our visitor left, Maria continued to hang from the machine like meat on a hook. I allowed her to rest for a few minutes then talked to her softly.

"You were magnificent," I said, "in many years of orgies I have never seen such raw hunger to be fucked. Are you ready for more?"

"Oh, Rick, I can't. I have zero energy…"

Jerry was setting up a video camera on a tripod.

"One more," I said, "your husband must now fuck your ass. It will be taped so you can have a great memory."

She nodded, understanding.

"Thank you, Rick," she said, her voice weak from sexual exhaustion, "thanks for making me feel like such a whore."

"I was happy to feed your hunger. Enjoy your husband."

As the camera taped I sat around smoking a cigarette watching Carlos fuck his wife's ass for the first time in their relationship. Maria's face was full of the joy of lust as he pumped her behind.

"A fantasy fulfilled." I said to Elizabeth.

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