I’d always get a boner and want her to relieve it. I needed a blowjob from Wanda so badly that I couldn’t stand it.One day she dropped by when my ...wife, Sandy, was out shopping. After I let her in and closed the door, I pushed her against the wall, pressed my bulging cock against her crotch, and gave her a hungry French kiss, which to my surprise, she eagerly returned.As we started to hump each other, I whispered, “I want you so much I can’t stand it.”“I want you too, Bill, but it would be. If you come with us, and you bring your inhibitions with you, it could destroy your sanity.”“What is a slut party?”“It's a party at a friend's place, where at the beginning of the evening, all the women compete for the sluttiest clothing. Soon afterwards, no one is wearing anything any more and it becomes just a communal sex orgy. Do you want to go?”“Errr. I think so ... But I have nothing really slutty to wear.”“We'll organise something for you, provided you think that you can cope with a. The pressure on my nipples returned. Every movement was like an electric zap of pain, from side to side of my chest. My legs were pulled wide apart, and I felt fiddling at my ankles. Ah. I was kept wide by a leg-spreader. Of course, my little skirt had slid way up to my hips, exposing me completely. "Enjoy, my dear," Mistress said in my ear, and left the room. I suppose she went downstairs to rest, have a drink or something. I was left alone, largely immobile, spread wide, and my titties on. Casey came up to me when I was doing some painting and asked me if I could help her. She needed to move some things around in her apartment. She was wearing a pair of short shorts, and a tank top which accented her tiny breasts , so how could I refuse. One piece of furniture was the sofa ,when we slid it away from the wall , surprise I said. Casey's face turned two stages of red when I pointed down to the floor ,I said this must be yours.On the floor was a 9" dildo,grabbing it up quickly she.