The Legend of Ruby's Place

Pamela and her husband were next into the closet. She'd been very demure throughout the evening and I hadn't formed an opinion about her yet, so you can imagine my surprise when she blurted out her confession in a breathy excited voice.

"Gareth gave me a good spanking in the parking lot before we came in. He told me he wanted me to behave during dinner."

"Wow, is that true, Gareth?" Cara asked.

"Oh yeah," he replied in a rich male baritone, "Pam likes me to spank her with my hand or a paddle but when she's really bad, I use the belt."

"And what did you use tonight?" someone asked.

"I'm not telling," Gareth drawled as they emerged from the closet. "But Pam will show."

Pamela lifted her short black dress and not only was she pantyless but her ass cheeks still glowed red from her recent spanking. She blushed becomingly as her husband stroked her still warm buttocks with the open palm of his hand and then gave her a light slap on her tender skin.

It was our turn to go next and I knew exactly which story I was going to relate. We hadn't had any real kinky sex but there had been one memorable experience when we came back from a party. Cray had been a little drunk and I was very horny. I'd talked him into booking us into a cheap motel near a couple of strip joints so we could have a dirty late-night fuck. The motel featured free porno films and we watched one while we fucked wildly with the lights on and the curtains partially open. They were open just enough so that people coming past from the strip clubs would see us as they passed by our window. Three guys watched us fuck for over an hour and I had some of the most intense orgasms I'd ever had in my life.

Cray slipped his fingers into my pussy as I was recounting the story in the darkness of the closet and I stifled a groan. "Just telling you about that little incident has made her so wet," he announced, much to my surprise.

Everyone grinned at us as we took our seats and Dave and Sandy made their way in to reveal their skeletons.

"Sandy and I enjoy risky public sex," Dave said. "We often play with each other under the table in restaurants or fuck in public places where there's a possibility that we might get caught. The thrill comes from the fact that we might actually be discovered."

"Oh yeah the rush definitely comes from the risk," Sandy agreed. "Once we were fucking in a park when some guys came upon us. We were naked in the moonlight when all of a sudden this shadow fell over us. Dave rolled off me and we looked up at them." Sandy giggled. "They were slightly drunk and in no hurry to leave. They even asked if we needed some help or if we wanted an orgy. Dave told them no thanks and it was a weird feeling to have them stare down at me lewdly while I was all exposed. I was embarrassed but strangely I wasn't scared. And when they finally left, Dave stuck his cock back in me and I came almost immediately, I was that excited. It was great for both of us. A real adrenaline trip and it makes me horny just thinking about it."

I looked around the room. There was some kissing going on between the couples and some intimate touching. Cray was hard from the time he'd fingered me in the closet and he leaned in to kiss me and fondle my breasts. I was pleased that he was getting fully into the spirit of things.

"Now that everyone's a little more in the mood, we can move onto Trick or Treat," Cara said, as she topped our wine glasses up. "It's a game that's more for the ladies, but the guys will enjoy it too."

Beth brought an old wooden chair into the room together with a carved wooden box. The chair caused a buzz of excitement and laughter when we saw it properly. A circle had been cut from the narrow base of the chair and through it protruded a large black phallic shape which was affixed firmly to the chair.

"Oh shit!" Sandy exclaimed. "What the hell is that?

"We think that Ruby may just have had the original blueprint for the Sybian," Cara laughed. "We found this baby down in the basement and decided to have it restored and varnished. The cock was wooden and looked well used to say the least," she said stroking the long phallic shape. "So we decided to get it covered in silicone and put it back into use for very special occasions."

"Does this qualify as a trick or a treat?" I asked nonchalantly even though the sight of the big thick protuberance jutting from the chair had set my mind racing and my pussy pulsing. It was a crude apparatus but I couldn't help imagining the whores who had used it in days gone by. Had they impaled themselves on the chair for the benefit of paying customers? Or had it had been for their own sublime pleasure?

"I don't give a fuck whether it's a trick or a treat," Dina hissed as her blue gray eyes glittered through her mask. I want to try it."

In one practiced move, she stripped off her catsuit and stood nude before us. Her platinum hair rippled over her shoulders and her body gleamed in the glowing light. She stood for a moment, holding the pose waiting. I'm not sure if it was for applause or for flashbulbs but she got a tube of KY Gel passed to her instead.

Amazingly, she didn't use the lube, but chose to start by running her tongue lewdly over the cock until she had it wet and glistening. We all waited in breathless expectation as she fingered her perfectly shaved pussy and straddled the chair with her ass facing towards the back of it. Dina was an exhibitionist and she seemed to love every minute of the attention as she slowly lowered herself down onto the cock. She groaned as the stalk split her pussy lips wide open and it took several up and down strokes before it was buried inside her cunt.

Dina rode it slowly at first getting used to the girth and building a rhythm but as she got into the groove she closed her eyes and let herself go. The muscles in her thighs strained as she worked her pussy lips along the greasy cock and she pinched her nipples into rock hard points as she fucked the chair.

I stared transfixed at the scene before me. Watching the thick black cock disappear into her swollen pink gash was like watching a close up scene in a porno film but the difference was that this was live and very real. The scent of her arousal permeated the air and her crude fuck show had created a sense of intimacy that seemed to electrify the environment.

The men were not even trying to hide their erections. Some cocks were poking out of trousers and being stroked slowly as they watched Dina. It was totally bizarre being in a group of ten people with whom we had just become acquainted, yet who were so eager to show off their sexual selves. My own pussy was thundering with excitement and wetness as Dina reveled in her exhibitionism.

"Oh fuck, this is what a cock should feel like," she panted, "So fucking big." She jammed her fingers between her legs to stroke her clit and grimaced with pleasure as she worked herself to the first climax of the evening. She screamed as she came and her shameless display earned her a warm round of applause. There wasn't a dry pussy or a flaccid cock in the room when she got off the chair dripping creamy juice and slumped onto the nearest couch.

"How about the rest of you girls turn some tricks," Sam suggested "After all aren't you all dressed for that?"

The deep throb in my pussy steered me forward. "I'll turn a trick but I want a treat too."

Cara invited me to close my eyes and to pull a toy from the carved wooden box on the floor.

My stomach fluttered in nervous excitement as my hand closed around the first thing I touched. It was a series of beads varying in size from small to large, knotted into place along a string with a ring on the end. I gasped when I saw the shiny black globes emerge from the box and the drumbeat started up in my tummy again as I absorbed the delicious shock.

I'd often fantasized about anal sex and had even used a finger back there sometimes when I masturbated, but Cray had always been anti-anal and it was not something we'd ever explored together. My head spun in giddy delight but waves of fear washed over me as I realized that I wouldn't be experimenting on my own any more. This time it would be in a room full of strangers watching me.

My breathing rattled out of my chest. Everyone was staring at me in anticipation and one of the men was even licking his lips slowly in eager expectation. I was gripped in a strange kind of terror that made my heart beat like a time bomb but it also made me feel vibrantly alive and excited.

Was this the thrill that people craved from Halloween, I wondered. The crazy rush of adrenaline that came from fear? Some people resorted to scary costumes, others to ghoulish tales about poltergeists or they visited graveyards in the dead of night. But deep down, wasn't it just the delicious surge of exhilaration that came from the fear of the unknown that they were all seeking?

I had always been too scared to reveal the deep dark desires that I had locked up in the cave of my soul. Here I was, operating under a false impression for so many years: You see, I always thought I was a nice girl. And yet now, more than anything else, I wanted to risk all and tease those sexual demons and taboos I'd been hiding into the open like a snake charmer might entice snakes out. I wanted to wallow in them like a vampire bat might luxuriate in blood. A blinding surge of sexual confidence engulfed me and I reached for my zipper as Beth turned the music up.

The scarlet dress fell to the floor in a whisper of silk and I moved lightly across the room slowly swinging my hips back and forth in time with the sultry music as I reached up to caress my breasts lovingly. I'd never stripped before but the moves came as naturally as if I was one of Ruby's professionals.

Dina was watching me with avid interest. I guess she'd recovered from her explosive orgasm on the chair and was wondering what the hell happened to Snow White.

The music picked up tempo as I moved towards Dave and he threw me a hungry stare as I ran my hands through my glossy hair, mussing it into a carefree look. He dragged a long finger across the bare flesh between my stockings and the garter belt before inching it towards my soaking pussy. But I backed teasingly away from him and undulated over to Gareth.

He'd been more of the strong silent type all evening but he'd intrigued me ever since I heard about his spanking tendencies. His steady dark gaze never left me, even as he unzipped his trousers to alleviate the tightness. I turned so he could see the firm round orbs of my ass and the tiny string from the thong that nestled between my cheeks.

"How much?" I purred seductively as I hooked my finger into the waistband of the panties, "For me to take them off especially for you?"

"Twenty," he said not blinking. "But I'll give you fifty if I can take them off myself. With my teeth."

I felt the heat from the stares in the room as I thrust my hand out towards Gareth in a brazen gesture that meant money first. But he was not slow on the uptake. He was already extracting the money from his wallet and tucking it into the lacy top of my black stocking before I could change my mind.

He pulled me forcefully towards him and licked from my navel down to the waistband of the thong as I tried to stifle my gasp. His hands were firmly on my ass and for a second I recalled the redness he had left imprinted on his wife's butt. A ripple of excitement pulsed through me as I felt the warm wetness from his teeth grazing against my skin in his attempt to slowly drag the fabric down.

I couldn't contain the moan that ripped from me when his tongue trailed across my smooth pussy lips as he wrestled the panties off me. I knew he would've tasted my arousal and he could smell it too, because I could. My eyes dropped to his hard cock. It was already shiny with precum and I reached down boldly to stroke it, feeling the thick veins that ran along its length like cables. I'd never have believed how erotic it could be to touch another man intimately in the presence of both his wife and my husband.

Pamela moved from where she was sitting next to Gareth and let her dress fall from her lithe body. She walked over to Dave in her thigh-high leather boots and placed her blushing ass on his lap. I was dizzy from arousal and my own sudden lack of inhibition so I had not seen Sandy strip but she too was undulating half-naked in front of Cray with her flaming red hair flashing in the light.

Reluctantly, I removed my hand from Gareth's cock and reached for the anal beads. My ass was already pulsing in eager expectation as I decided how I was going to approach inserting them.

Beth caught my eye and smiled sultrily at me. "Want some help with your treat?" she offered as she licked her full lips.

I nodded and she came over. I got onto all fours on the couch and Gareth ran his hands lightly over my ass cheeks before giving them a playful slap.

"Ooh" I gasped at the slight sting.

"Ahh," he smiled. "You like that?"

My blush told him all he needed to know.

"Bad girls like you need to be punished to perfection," he said so softly that only I could hear him.

I flushed again and Beth ran her nails lightly across my ass. God, I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Where had my modesty gone? It was as if a new side to my personality had been unveiled and I'd been liberated from my former self.

The wonder of it had me feeling so vividly alive and aroused that I actually believed the illusion that anything was possible, that any sexual desire I had could be fulfilled. I wanted to surrender to my lust and indulge in every wanton impulse that would make this night the fuel for a year's worth of fantasies.

Beth had her tongue in my asshole and me moaning deliriously from sensual joy before I could catch my breath.

I was vaguely aware of people gathering around us as the first of the round beads slid into my ass. It was followed by the second and the third being pressed hard against my asshole.

"Oh fuck," I groaned through the fog of pleasure "It feels so good. I feel so full."

A wet tongue dipped between my cheeks again as more beads were forced through and I let out a long whimpering moan as my rectum swallowed up the last remaining bead leaving only the ring on the nylon cord hanging from my ass.

"Christ, that looks hot," someone moaned.

My knees felt weak and for some inexplicable reason my body was trembling. I collapsed on the couch and saw nothing but hard nipples and cocks that rose up into the air like missiles on a launch pad around me.

Sexual tension was high and the atmosphere was ripe for the raunchiest game of the night called Roaming Hands and Restless Tongues.

Each woman would become the center of attention for ten minutes during which they would lie on the floor while everyone's hands and tongue's would be roaming over them. A blindfold came out of the wooden box followed by an assortment of orange and black vibrators that we could use.

Sandy went first and chose to be blindfolded. She stretched out and we all began playing roaming hands. I watched Cray cup her large tit in his hand and squeeze the nipple until she moaned. I marveled at the fact that I had reached the plateau of non-jealousy so quickly and that everything felt erotic to me, even watching my husband fondle another woman.

I let my own fingers trail over her trimmed red bush and slipped them inside her pussy. Hers was the first cunt I'd ever felt besides my own and I kept my fingers lingering at the entrance enjoying her seeping wetness as she moaned and writhed at the loving attention she was getting from everyone. Some of the men were kissing her and I watched Dina simultaneously finger herself while sucking one of Sandy's nipples.

Pamela went next. She got onto all fours so that she could suck her husband's mammoth cock while everyone's hands and tongues explored her body. Seeing the way Gareth held her head while he fiercely fucked her mouth made me weak with need. I spread my legs and played with my clit while I watched them. Eventually he pulled his cock from her swollen lips and moved behind to her ass. The erotic clapping sounds of a bare- ass spanking rang through the room while the others fingered her to orgasm. Pamela squirmed and shrieked and begged for more.

The scenes flowed through the night, lubricated by our red-wine daze and our lust. Cara and Beth lay on the floor together and we touched and caressed them as they lost themselves in a sixty- nine position lapping from each other's pussies.

Dina licked and stroked as many hard cocks as she could as she lay spread-eagled on the floor offering her cool polished body up for adoration.

Her husband encouraged the men to sample her oozing slit and both Cray and Dave dipped in for a taste of her essence. She begged me to tongue her as well and encouraged by everyone in the room, I did. Her body was exotically perfumed and her tangy juices flooded out to meet my tongue as I found her swollen clit and sucked it between my lips.

All around the room, women were openly masturbating with their fingers or the treats they'd dug out of the toy box and the soft moans of feminine arousal and climax filled the air.

By the time my turn finally came the thick fragrance of lust and sex hung over us like a heavy cloud. My skin hungered for touch and my pussy dripped with excitement. Every time I moved, the beads in my ass shifted and drove me to erotic distraction.

Blindfolded, I arched my back and parted my legs to all the hands that reached for me. Strange male mouths kissed me and wet tongues traced the contours of my body. Fingers I did not know, but yearned for, probed and caressed my pussy. They were slim and delicate and thick and masculine. It didn't matter, all that mattered was the delicious sensations they were creating and the warm loved feeling that was radiating through me.

My rosy nipples were tweaked and sucked until I screamed from the intense throbbing in my cunt and when a when a soft feminine mouth finally attached itself to my pussy and lapped at me like a pussycat at a saucer of milk, I sobbed from the pleasure.

I breathed in the heady scent of arousal and the body heat coming off the people around me. It was a blend of male musk and raw hot cunt and it fuelled my excitement in a way I didn't understand. I reached out blindly until I found a cock to wrap my hand around. It was sticky with its own arousal and I stroked it steadily until it erupted onto my breasts like water from a high-powered hose.

"Open your mouth, Raquel," someone said as another wet cock brushed over my lips.

I figured it was Cray's, but as soon as my tongue touched the bursting head I knew it was not. Cray was circumcised and this cock wasn't. It was also thicker and the taste of the precum was different to his. I took it into my mouth and sucked until someone gripped the string hanging from my ass and pulled the beads out. The cock slipped from my lips as I cried out from the unbelievable sensations. The beads rippled through my tight anal ring in a continuous stream so that my asshole kept stretching wide as if I wasn't in control of myself. It was a rapid overwhelming emptying and I let out a long whimpering moan of helplessness.

Suddenly the soft tongue in my cunt was replaced with a more insistent male one. The stubbled chin rasped against my tender flesh as he teased and sucked my swollen clit until I climaxed all over his tongue with a shriek that would have woken the dead. The two strange fingers buried inside me remained there until my clenching had subsided.

Finally, after taking a drink break to recover, we all paired up with our original partners and got down to the serious business of fucking. Some couples remained in the lounge while we went off to our assigned bedroom, following closely behind Gareth and Pamela.