The Art Gallery

As soon as he realised how much Sam was enjoying the spanking he began to slap her cheeks harder and faster! She writhed on him with each blow, pushing herself back on his shaft, forcing his cock in deeper and deeper.
Her whole body was flushed and quivering as he jack hammered himself into her ass.
She cried out and contracted so hard he thought he'd break in two. Then she shuddered, gasped and he knew she was cumming.
He let himself go then, he'd been holding back, trying to prolong the play but now there was no need. He was up and over the edge in a few heartbeats...swiming into the blind waves of his own orgasm as load after load of semen pumped into Sams hot fevered passage...

They lay in each others arms for awhile after that, watching the shadows grow longer...she drifted off and when she awoke, he was sitting beside her once again applying charcoal to paper.
 
Waking up, I notice the room is is more dim, yet the rain still rattles the roof. Stretching slightly, I notice Jack is no longer lying next to me and I quickly look around.

"Don't move - just stay as you are. Please."

At the sound of his voice, I feel better and continue to lie in the same position.

"Don't tell me I've inspired you again, Jack?"

"Hmm...what can I say? Just hold that."

As I lie there, my stomach starts to grumble, and I begin to wonder what time it is. By the dim light coming through the windows it must be late afternoon. However, as I hear the charcoal swiftly fly over the paper, I am reminded that Jack's eyes are again upon me - looking at every inch of my body, every curve, noticing how the chill air is hardening my nipples. Suddenly, my desire surfaces again. Oh, how erotic this truly is!

Closing my eyes, I think back on the afternoon. My body aching pleasantly from the assault generated on it, my lips smiling at the memory. My body begins to tingle at the thought of all that has happened - and the possibilities of what is to come.

"There, that is just about it."

I hear Jack bustling about, and when I look up I see he is putting things away. Standing, I walk behind him, folding him into my arms, and looking at the drawing before me.

"You draw me much better than I look, Jack. Much better!"

Instead of an answer, he busses my cheek, as his hand strokes mine.

"Much as I hate to leave here....let's say we get dressed and get something to eat, eh? There's a little place just down a few doors, serves great chowder."

Kissing his cheek, I hustle off to get dressed...
 
What the Lobster Pot lacked in elegance it made up for in good food and a spectacular setting. From their table they could look far out over the bay and 6 miles distant on the curve of the shore the lights of the town sparkled like diamonds.
They had finsihed a main course of the restaurants namesake and with buttery fingers were finishing off the homemade cheesecake with mugs of delicious coffee.

"Your a good artist Jack. Why are you buried up here in this place."

Her naked toes were playing up his pantslegs and he was having a hard time concentrating.
"Lotsa good artists around California...guess I enjoy the noteriety of being the town artist. Kind of like being the town drunk."
He laughed and so did she.

Her foot was now resting between his knees and he began to tickle it!
She colored immediately and tried to stifle a laugh.
"DDD dont DO THAT!...my god I'm TICKLISH! jack JACK!"

The waitress came by with the check and he stopped momentarily.
"Thanks Evie" he said and gave her the plastic.

"Ticklish are you?"
She pulled her foot from his lap and leaned over the table, her cleavage deeply shadowed in the lamplight.
"Don't ever do that again."
She said in mock seriousness.

What he did next was even more outrageous.
She felt his foot...his bare foot, suddenly slide under her skirt up her thighs and stop only when his toes were resting right up against her pussy.
He grinned at her.
"This any better?"
 
As his toes pressed lightly against my pussy, I felt my cheeks flame as I quickly grabbed his foot over my skirt.

"JACK! Stop it! Stop it NOW!"

His soft laugh and a wiggle of his toes gave me the indication that he had no intention of stopping.

"JACK! I'm serious! C'mon! Please?"

"Listen, California, why not just enjoy it? Might give whoever is here a little bit of a thrill!"

He winked then cocked his head in the direction of the restaurant, and I noticed that not many had ventured out in the rainstorm.

"No Jack, I just can't! No, not possibly!"

I felt his foot slid away as he leaned forward.

"Okay, okay. Say, did anyone ever tell you how mysterious your eyes look in candlelight? No, really - I mean it! Here..."

As he looked into my eyes, he stretched out his hands towards. Looking at him from under my lashes, he smiled, and stretched his hands out further.

"What? Can't a guy even get a little romantic with you? Aw...I was just kidding, anyway. Come on - give me a kiss and tell me you forgive me, California, please?"

Smiling briefly, I take his hands and reach over the table to give him a peck on the cheek. At the same time I felt his hands tighten on mine, and as I lowered myself to my seat, Jack quickly swept his foot back up my skirt.

"JACK! That was wicked!"

"Just had to do that, California! But now that you are my prisoner, so to speak...."

I felt his toes pressing firmly against my pussy, the lips spreading for him....
 
Their fingers locked together over the table... their faces pressed close...the candlelight. They presented a most romantic scene...

"Do California girls EVER wear underwear?",
he whispered. He was pressing his toes gently against her Mons, moving gradualy down over her clit. He pressed his toe against the stiff little hood and rubbed.
He felt her fingers tighten around his hands.
He pointed his toe and used it to tease her moist slit open, spreading her labia and working himself inside.

Sam had closed her eyes and her lips had parted. The tip of her pink tongue wet her lips, he could see the whiteness of her teeth.

"ooooOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!"

Jack really began to piston his leg into her right down to his toe, which seemed to Sam as though it was as big and full as a well hung rock hard cock.
She moaned again, so loud other couples began to look their way with mounting interest.

Samantha was getting her very first 'Toe Job'
 
Who would have thought a toe could feel this incredible? As Jack rubbed my clit with it, I could feel myself swelling and the juices dripping from my pussy.

Not caring what was going on around me, my moans had attracted attention, and soon a pretty hostess approached Jack.

"Uh, sir? May I have a word with you?"

Suddenly the toe stopped its magic, and I was forced back into reality, a little more dazed and confused.

"Yes. What is it?"

"The manager has asked me to give you this key. He said you would know what to do with it."

I watched as a smile crept across Jack's face.

"Yes, I do indeed. Here, tell him I said thanks."

I saw him pass the hostess a 20 dollar bill, and she happily stepped away from the table.

"Well, California, it looks like we have been invited to the special party in the back. Yes, I think you should enjoy this.."

My quizical look went unanswered, as Jack helped me out of my chair and let me towards the back. I was amazed, as I hadn't thought the place that big. At the back was a set of stairs that seemingly lead down to a basement. This was it? A creepy old basement?

"Um, Jack, I don't know about this. Maybe we should just go, huh?"

He only smiled as he lead the way down the stairs. At the bottom a heavy steel door greeted us, and Jack inserted the key. At a turn and a click, the doore opened and a smiling hostess stood on the other side.

"Ah, Jack! How nice to see you once again!"

"Hello, Caprice! How are you?"

"Fine, sir. Just go ahead inside."

As Jack lead me through a narrow corridor, I did become slightly fearful. Suddenly, the room opened into something resembling a rather large living room. Couches, overstuffed chairs, pillows on the floor, and a bar filled the room. Dim lighting offered a more romantic effect. And throughout the room were couples, in various stages of coupling - some were simply kissing as they fondled each other, a few were engaged in oral sex, and 2 couples were fucking like crazy - seeming to have some sort of contest between them.

I looked up at Jack, and he smiled down at me.

"I doubt you've ever been to a club like this one, have you, California? Come on, let me get you a drink."

As Jack stepped to the bar and order drinks, I perused the room, wondering exactly what I had gotten myself into....
 
Jack walked her across the floor, a floor covered with thick rich oriental carpets of intricate dark design. The dominant colors in the chamber, for it could hardly be called a room, were red of a deep smoldering hue, warm black and flesh. There were many tones of flesh for even those who were fully dressed were barely dressed at all.
As they walked across to the bar she noticed more. Her eyes were wide trying to see into the dark corners where shadowy forms could be sensed. There were women with women and men with men . There were threesomes and foresomes and in one room, for there were rooms within this place, in one room whose walls were made of glass at least six people were engaged in heated sex, an orgy within an orgy.
A woman accosted Jack as he approached the bar, a tall elegant woman with long black hair and flashing Spanish eyes. She whispered something that Sam did not understand but she knew plain enough the meaning of the darting pink tongue that swirled in his ear and the long fingered hand that caressed his ass. As the woman passed on she pursed her full red lips at Samantha and blew her a kiss. The heat in the chamber seemed to rise 10 degrees.

The two people at the bar were twins. A young man of almost leonine beauty and his sloe eyed, raven haired sister. Both were tall, both were topless.
"Good evening Mister Jack, what will you have?"
He turned to Samantha who's eyes were fixed on the mans tanned skin, lean muscles and the golden rings through both nipples. He was a carbon copy of his sister .
"Same thing we had at the restaurant Sam?"
She nodded and he ordered for them.

Two men and a woman had drifted up while there drinks were being mixed. The men wore business suits of a dark color and both looked like models from GQ magazine. The woman was nearly as tall as they were. A ravishing blonde with full breasts whose silvery gown was cut low to show off her assets and slit up the leg to mid thigh at the other end.
Jack slid down the bar to make room for them.

"Here you are."
The female bartender handed Jack their drinks and smiled radiantly at Samantha.
"Welcome Miss, hope you enjoy your stay here."
The rings in her nipples gleamed like small hot coals in the lamp light. Her breasts were petite but beautifully shaped. Her skin looked like it had been oiled.

Something softly brushed Samantha. It was the blond woman's leg which was now curled behind one of the mens. She was rubbing the point of her high heel up and down his calf. Sam stepped back to see what was happening.
Blood rushed to her face, she tried to turn away but couldn't, her attention was riveted.
The elegant woman was sandwiched between her two escorts, her dress gathered up around her waist. The long beautiful leg that had brushed her a moment ago was raised high and cocked behind the man's back, rubbing sensuously up and down...up and down..
It was obvious by their movements that he had released himself and was taking her, taking the lovely blonde in front of her eyes! Sam could make out the thrusting form of the man's cock as it penetrated slowly into and then withdrew out of her sex.. She was lying back in the other mans arms. His hands were holding and gently squeezing the full ripe breasts that were now exposed to anyones gaze.

Sam turned to Jack bewildered, wondering how to react, wondering what to do.
He smiled and took her hand bringing her back to the bar and right next to the threesome whose panting breath and shallow moans she could now hear like the buzz of honey bees in her ear. Her pulse was pounding. The atmosphere was suddenly thick with lust.
She was not surprised at all when Jack reached down and raised her skirt, sliding his hand between her thighs and cupping her mons.
She pushed herself against him, felt his fingers slipping inside her. Behind them she could here soft wet sounds of sex.
 
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I looked around, shocked and amazed. Who would have thought all this would be here? My eyes kept searching each shadowy corner trying to figure out what was happening, while at the same time being afraid to look.

I glanced at Jack, yet he seemed to be totally at ease here and I wondered how often he had been in this place. As his fingers searched out my sex, I realized that everyone in the room must know what was happening. Glancing around, I noticed that no one was truly watching, anyway.

Rubbing myself into Jack, I let myself go, enjoying the feel of his fingers deep inside of me, feeling my juices running free. Hearing the sounds of sex and lust all around caused my head to swim and my inhibitions to lessen. I took a quick sip of my drink, and trailed my hand down the front of Jack, until my fingers stroked his erection. As he smiled at me, I turned towards him, setting my drink on the bar and wrapping my arms about his neck. Quickly, his hands came up and began to raise the thin sweater I had on. The cool air of the club rushed over my bare breasts, causing the nipples to harden into tight little nubs. As I bent backwards, Jack's lips found my nipples and began to nibble and suck and his hand once more discovered my sex.

Rubbing against him, my fingers running through his hair, moaning softly, I happened to catch sight of the bartenders watching us with avid interest. Not caring, in fact wanting to put on a show, I began to move against Jack, pushing his face into my breasts and rubbing my pussy against his hand.

Lifting his head, he grinned down at me.

"I've got a great idea, Sam. Come with me!"

He took hold of my sweater and quickly lifted it over my head, displaying my breasts to all in the club. Grabbing my hand, he walked with purpose to a corridor that had rooms on either side of it. He lead me into one, and that is when I noticed there was no door.

Jack came towards me, his hands running the length of my body, his lips on mine. Reaching up, I quickly took off his jacket and then unbuttoned and removed his shirt. Clasping him to me, my breasts crushed against his chest, our tongues began their own dance. I felt Jack's hands at the waist of my skirt, and before I knew it, I felt him push it lower until it fell to the floor and I kicked it aside. Standing naked in front of Jack except for my heels, I felt the passion rise in me.

Gently, Jack pushed me back and down, until I was lying against a great pile of soft pillows. Swiftly removing his shoes and pants, I was amazed at how hard his erection was. He lowered himself to his knees, then grabbed my thighs and pushed them apart, exposing my sex to him. As his head lowered, I heard a sound and when I looked up at the doorway, I saw 5 people - 3 men and 2 women - standing and watching, the men already with their cocks in thier hands, stroking.

Reaching down, I pressed Jack's face into my sex, prepared to give a great show and to receive the greatest of pleasure.
 
He knew they were behind him and he knew that the women were getting off on the play of muscles across his broad shoulders as he lifted Sams legs up and over his back.
The doorway was intentionaly wide since the unwritten rule was that no one could enter the chamber unless invited. There were mirrors though. Lots of mirrors, on the wall and on the ceiling, everywhere.
Nothing could be hidden..nothing.

Sam felt his hands slide up her thighs, then down to cup and squeeze her buttocks. He was smiling curiously over her downy mount as though trying to fathom how she felt about all this.

Behind his face she could clearly see their audience. The women were tall beautiful and elegant. The nordic blonde one was playing with her full naked breasts, pulling and teasing them..
The men seemed very conservative except the youngest one who was more like a boy. All three were slowly stroking their cocks, pointing them at her. The other woman, a brunette who looked Eurasian was standing aloof from the rest. She leaned against the doorframe, a beautifully contoured leg revealed by the deep slit of her long black sequined gown. Her eyes were black and smoldering, her perfect lips like blood.

Sam gasped...

Jack was licking her. Beginning at her knees his tongue made long light sweeps up the tender flesh of her thighs, stopping just short of her sex.
Again and again his mouth traveled closer and closer...
She reached down to grasp his hair, his face, to pull him onto her moistening sex...

"No!"
He caught her hand.
"No." more gently this time,
"Spread out your arms Samantha and lie perfectly still"
She heard the people in the doorway murmer there aproval.
The blonde had kneeled down and was taking the young one in her mouth.

Sam dug her heels into Jacks back and threw out her arms. Her breasts rose in two
firm round hills and she longed to pinch and pull and twist the hard sweet buds that capped them.

He breathed against her sex. Hot warm breath that made her shiver, tense up. She felt it stir her froth of hair, felt it warm against her clit and labia.
She moaned and clenched her fists waiting for the
feel of his lips and his tongue.
She wanted to open herself up for him and allow him to thrust his tongue into her cunt!

"Eat me Jack...do it...do it..."
Did she say that?...

"Oh God..ohhhhhhhhh..."
The young man began to ejaculate into the woman's mouth.
She made a soft purring noise as she drank the warm semen, some of which she allowed to trickle down her lips and chin. Sam looked at the mirror above her and saw it all.

Oh jesus, she thought as she felt the first light caress of his lips on the swollen pearl of her clit...oh jesus Jack, do places like this really exist?
 
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Looking around, trying to focus only on Jack, it was difficult not to notice the group of people standing at the entrance to the chamber. At once embarassed and excited, I discovered I couldn't look at them directly. Instead, I glanced about the mirrors, looking at every angle displaying mine and Jack's bodies.

My hands spread wide, in deference to his commands, I tried to grip the soft carpet that covered the well padded floor. In the mirrors, I could see Jack's face, his mouth, his tongue all working together. His tongue on my clit, then his lips, sent white hot streaks of pleasure running through my body.

Moaning and writhing under him, it dawned on me that we were being watched. Somehow no longer embarassed, I was excited by the "show" we were giving. I felt as much a slut as any porno star, and thought only made me wetter. I shuddered as Jack wrapped his arms around my thighs, spreading them wide, allowing a better viewing by those at the doorway.

Leveraging myself with my arms, I lifted my hips from the floor, raising myself up to meet him, to feel him.

"Oh, yes, Jack, yes! I want to feel something in my cunt, Jack - NOW!"

His moans against my pussy sent vibrations throughout my body. Suddenly I felt one of his arms snake back around, and then his fingers on the lips of my pussy, spreading me open even wider. I felt his finger at the entrance, making tiny circles, teasing me. Thrusting my hips upward, Jack used his other arm to keep me firmly in place. Looking up at me, his face covered with my juices, he grinned.

"You want me to fuck you, Sam? You want to feel something being buried into your cunt? Huh? Is that what you want?"

"Yes, Jack, YES!!"

Without warning, suddenly Jack rammed 2 fingers deep into my pussy, causing me to cry out in ecstacy. The crowd at the doorway murmured their approval, a few of the men encouraging Jack on his way.

As his fingers pumped in and out of my, his lips played with my clit - sucking, kissing - as his tongue washed over it. Feeling an orgasm building, I began to wonder what it would be like to orgasm in front of this group of people. To allow them to see this most vulnerable part of me.

The image was exciting and compelling.

Slowly, the orgasm built, until I could no longer hold it back.

"Yes, Jack...oh, baby, I'm gonna cum. NOW!"

As my legs tightened up around his head, my body began to jerk and sway, the convulsions taking over my body.

Vaguely, I can hear the crowd, mewling their approval - several of the women were rubbing their pussies, the men rubbing their cocks. Before long, their cries turned to encouragement, and I couldn't hold back as wave after wave of pleasure came over me..
 
Jack kept going right through it. His fingers were covered with her creamy spend and he kept thrusting them into her as she bucked and writhed against his hand and mouth. When he sensed her coming down from the crest he pulled away, his face glistening with her juices and held his fingers out.
Several of the onlookers came forward and sampled the rare treat he offered them.
Sam watched as three people besides Jack tasted her cum.
She could not believe any of this was happening. This was another person not her. She would never have had an orgasm in front of strangers...Never.

Jack stripped off his pants and shorts. Kicked his shoes aside and a hush fell over the crowd at the door. He straddled her and she looked up at his powerful thighs before he knelt down and lay his thick hard cock between her breasts.
She could see a few faces straining to look over Jacks shoulders.
"Squeeze your tits together baby, make a pussy for me."

He began sliding himself between the tight inward swells of her breasts as she crushed them together. Her thumbs began to flick across her nipples and they rose high in response.
The room was warm and she was moist with her own sweat. He slid easily against her slick skin.
When he thrust the curving length of himself all the way forward she would lick the very tip, taking the precum that was continuing to form as his arousal escalated.
In the mirror above her she saw the tight muscles in his back move as he thrust himself forward and pulled back.
Four people still were grouped in the doorway watching them.

The Eurasian woman was kneeling down between Sam's spread legs and her long fingered hands were raking alternately across Jack's back and along
her thighs.

He was very close. His cock was stiff with aching excitement. The purpled head was pushing between Sams full lips with each thrust through the hot slick tunnel between her breasts.
She felt fingers, slender fingers, a woman's fingers sliding into her pussy and registered the beautiful oriental face smiling at her when he came.
It was sudden and explosive. The head of his cock jerked once and then strings of cum gushed out of it, hot impacts on her chin and lips and cheeks.
It laced into her hair like strands of pearls and pooled in the valley of her breasts, running down her sides.
She wiped it from her eyes and saw that the 'Dragon Lady' was swallowing Jack's cock and licking it clean.
 
Seeing Jack's cock being swallowed by this woman was truly intoxicating. I watched as she slid his cock between crimson lips, her eyes glancing at me and twinkling.

My mouth agape, not even aware of how I looked, just mesmorized by the sight in front of me!

Suddenly, I was conscious of a warm tongue against my neck, and I looked down to find a blond lapping at the cum splattered across my neck and chest. She was beautiful - pale, slender, tall. Her small, tight breasts pressed up against mine, her overly enlarged nipples pointing into my skin.

Running my fingers through her long silken blond hair, I traced my fingers around her face. Her clear blue eyes looked up at me, her tongue gently cleaning me, her fingers searching my pussy. Gently pushing me back, she licked her way down my stomach, across my mons, to my inner thighs. Her tongue was licking up the insides, driving me to distraction, as her nails dug deeply into the sides of my ass.

I heard a collective sigh at the doorway, but my concentration was no longer on the onlookers. Running my fingers through the blond's hair, I closed my eyes to her ministrations, deep in experiencing the pleasures she was giving me.

Suddenly the scent of an aroused woman filled my senses. Opening my eyes, I saw that the "Dragon Lady" was sitting astride my head, her pussy mere inches from my face. Glancing up, I could see her smiling at me, felt her fingers pressing into my breasts. Looking about, I noticed Jack, sitting back a bit, lightly stroking a now flaccid cock.

Reaching up, wrapping my arms around the Asian beauty's thighs, I pulled her softness down towards me, feeling her warmth encompass my face. As my tongue explored her folds, tasted her sweetness, I felt her nails pinching and twisting my nipples - hardening with desire and want.
 
Jack watched as the two women, one fair, one dark,worked on Sam.
Worked. That was hardly the word to use.
Everyone was enjoying it to much.
The oriental woman was slowly rocking her slender hips on Sam's face and he could imagine California's long pink tongue sliding in and out of the 'Dragon Lady's dewy pink folds.The nordic girl was on her hands and knees, her face pressed between Sam's upraised thighs and her golden hair spread wide across her body.
The three women were locked in a delicious rhythm. The figures in the door were silent...watching.
Jack was only a few feet away from the blonde's upturned ass. Her entire length of her sex was deliciously exposed to him. The glistening nub of her clitoris, the soft slick lips of her labia, nearly buried in the swollen cleft of her mons...her rose bud, tiny..tempting.
He ran his hands along the backs of her cream smooth thighs and she quivered at his touch.
He used his fingers to spread her cheeks apart and the outer folds of her sex moved away to expose the soft pink petals of her gateway. He pressed his face against her and began to lick. His tongue entered the warm tunnel of her vagina. His hands gripped her thighs and he was lost in the delicious act of 'eating' this beautiful woman, this stranger who's name he didn't know. His cock was stirring once again and he hoped that Sam was enjoying herself half as much as he was.
 
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