1. Actionville


    Date: 9/13/2018, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Lesbian, Group Sex, Author: Jack Lessur, Source: sexstories.com

    Actionville It was one of the finest country homes Jules had ever seen. “Fine,” she gasped, “It’s all beautiful, but we were living near the best swinger’s club ever. You know, the one where we met?” “Sure, Bobby’s Basement is a brilliant club,” Steve replied. “However to advance in the Paramedics I have to do time at a country posting. You know that.” He opened the sliding glass doors leading to the rear patio. “Come here and smell this air,” he said stepping out into the fading light of the afternoon. Jules followed him out, she’d been following him since they met at the club. There had been many men in her life, they had said how beautiful she was and brought her expensive gifts. Steve talked to her and showed an interest in her life. That is all she really wanted from anyone and that’s what made him special. Her eyes adjusting to the dimming light, she could see Steve leaning against the balcony with his hand outstretched invitingly. She stepped in close and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders like a scarf warding off the cold. “When we met do you remember what I was doing?” A wicked smile shot across her face, “You were the main player of Bobby’s How Many Can I Do Game.” “Right and who holds the record for that particular game?” “You do my love,” she replied with wicked glee. “Right again,” Steve said playfully slapping her arse. “Assault is an indictable offence,” boomed a trained commanding voice. Mark stood near the sliding door, his muscular frame bulging in the ...
    Police uniform. The three embraced comfortably with a relaxed familiarity. Steve stepped back still holding the shoulder of his long-time friend. Mark with one arm around Jules reached out to reciprocate his friend’s gesture. “Jenny can’t wait to see you both,” he said earnestly. Jules stepped back to Steve’s side, playfully slapping his shoulder. “You never told me that Mark and Jenny were here.” Steve smiled back, “There is lots more in stall for you.” “I have to go,” Mark interrupted. “I have a few things to do before knocking off. I was just making sure that you had made it in all right and I would see you at the Tavern tonight.” He spun on the ball of his foot, with a parting wave over the shoulder, he was gone as quietly and smoothly as he arrived. “So what’s this about a tavern?” Jules asked showing a growing enthusiasm for the country lifestyle. “Ahh, the Silk Torn Tavern is famous around here. You’re going to love it,” Steve said with a boyish smile that hid his intelligence. “Well, we’ll have to have a shower first,” she added with a raised eye brow. Earlier in life Jules was a stripper and had learnt many ways of enticing and corrupting men. She turned away from Steve pulling the floral design sundress over her head. Throwing it over her shoulder she watched Steve’s eyes as they followed the dress down to her naturally beautiful arse. “Last one in, goes down first,” she giggled disappearing at the end of the hall. Steve entered the bathroom removing the remnants of ...
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