UCLA to Big D Ch. 09

"Looks like Monica is in no hurry to get off of Hank's lap. She better be careful, she wouldn't want to make the kid think she is leaving him for his old man!" Paul teased.

Monica noticed that Hank touched her tits more tenderly than his son (the obvious difference between a 40-year-old experienced lover and an 18-year-old testosterone driven kid) and while she didn't like being in this position, she found herself getting aroused.

Finally she finished the 2nd shot.

Monica slowly stood and asked Paul what to do with the coke. He told her to cover one of her nostrils and snort through the straw with the other one. The high school teacher bent at the waist and positioned her sweet ass in front of Hank's face as she nervously reached for the straw. The older black man reached out and massaged her hot naked ass.

As she snorted the first line, Hank lowered his hand and rubbed her pussy lips through the crotchless seam. Monica flinched but remained bent at the waist as she finished the remnants of the first line. The feeling of the coke entering her nose startled her at first, but she soon realized that it wasn't hard to do and it gave her a quick rush.

As Monica built up courage to do the other one, Hank played with her pussy and tongued her asshole. The young teacher was aroused after watching Gina's lap dance and now from Hank's ministrations. The others looked on as the young teacher subtly moved her ass around on his face.

Finally she snorted the other line. Paul told her to use her finger to wipe up the residue and rub it along her gums. Monica immediately felt a strange likeable numbness in her mouth. Hank rubbed her pussy one last time before she stood up and went over and sat on one of the adjacent couches.

"Gina it's your turn!" Paul pulled out his phone and video-taped Gina's lap visit.

The blonde wife had tears in her eyes as she went over and sat in Hank's lap. She had never drank or done drugs prior to meeting Paul, but in the last two months he had gotten her drunk and stoned on several occasions. One night he forced her to take an ecstasy tab, and their sex had been unlike anything she had ever experienced.

But Gina was still not accustomed to doing shots. It took her twice as long to finish her drinks so Hank got a nice long time to grope and play with her big tits. The older black man also took the opportunity to line her neck and shoulders with recognizable hickeys. As Gina stood and pressed her ass near his face, he reached up and pulled her g-string down to her knees. The horny black man ran his fingers along her pussy lips.

Gina unsteadily snorted the first line. As she prepared herself for the 2nd, Hank slid his middle finger between her pussy lips and wiggled it around. She moaned before proceeding to snort the other line. She too rubbed the residue on her gums before standing up. Hank spun her around and ran his long tongue across her clit before he reached down, pulled up her g-string and nodded for her to go sit next to Monica.

"Jenna, you are last, but certainly not least!" Paul exclaimed.

Jenna stood terrified as she contemplated being touched sexually by a man that until now, she had considered a family friend. And while she lived her life adventurously, the idea of snorting cocaine went against everything Jenna believed in. As she approached, Hank got a huge smile on his face and patted his lap.

She slowly sat down and he immediately reached around and grabbed her magnificent boobs. Paul waited to hand her a drink until Hank had a chance to feel her up. Her husband's former coach said quietly in her ear, "I've been staring at these tits since you were 18; I'm going to take my time and enjoy them tonight!" He rubbed and squeezed them for several minutes. Jenna's tits felt a little larger than Monica's and a little firmer than Gina's in his big hands. As he squeezed them he kissed along her neck and the back of her ear.

Paul handed her the first drink and she gulped it down quickly. As he'd done with the other girls, Hank reached inside Jenna's lingerie and rubbed her hard nipples, "Wow, your fucking nipples are rock hard, you like this don't you Jenna! You know what they say, once you go BLACK you never go back!"

Paul handed her the other drink and she drank about half, but couldn't finish the rest.

Hank said, "That's right, you like this too much to finish that don't you?" He joyfully pulled and tweaked her nipples as he licked along her neck and bit her ear. Finally she finished the rest. As Jenna started to stand, he pulled her back down and took one last long grope of her tits. He quietly whispered in her ear between clenched teeth, "Cole tells me you are not a bad fuck; I can't wait to get a taste tonight!"

The other girls watched in nervous anticipation...the drugs and booze were kicking in.

Cole and Paul watched with enthusiastic thoughts of what the night would bring. They both noticed Monica and Gina licking their lips as they watched Jenna on Hank's lap. While both girls were probably 9.9's on a 10 scale, there was something about Jenna that set her apart. Everyone in the room couldn't take their eyes off the captivating blonde as Hank's hands roamed inside her lingerie.

Jenna stood and raised her ass to his face. She was apprehensive to try the coke, so her butt remained there for several long minutes. Hank pulled her g-string aside and ran his tongue up her deep creased crack. Her husband's former coach licked her asshole, causing her to gasp out loud.

Jenna finally grabbed the straw and snorted the first line. She didn't know what to expect, but she quickly realized it wasn't as bad as she feared. Hank rubbed his fingers across her pussy lips and couldn't believe how wet she was. He inserted a finger in her slit; it was literally dripping.

Jenna finished the other line; she too wiped the mirror with her finger and rubbed it along her gums. She started to move away before Hank pulled her back to him. He turned her around and inserted the finger that he had wiggled in her pussy between her lips and into her mouth, "Lick it off, you horny slut!"

Jenna cringed before he pressed his fingers into her mouth.

Jenna couldn't believe the way Hank was treating her. She and Ryan had just had dinner with Hank and his wife Lisa at their place a month previously. Hank had been a perfect gentleman as he had for the 10 years that she had known him. Tonight he was treating her like a whore.

"Okay ladies, it's time for you to adjourn to my playroom and wait for us to finish up some business. Gina, please lead the ladies there, we will be in shortly." Paul exclaimed. "If you decide to start the party without us, go right ahead!"

Gina led the way through the large house to Paul's playroom. As they entered, there was a porn movie playing on all 12 big screens that circled the walls of the huge room. The scene was of two twenty something blondes and a black dude with a big cock fucking them in his high-rise apartment overlooking a large downtown.

Paul's playroom contained several couches, a wet bar, fireplace, and pool table. There was memorabilia and awards from Paul's career adorning the walls between the numerous big screen HDTV's. On the coffee table was another mirror with lines of coke and three glasses of champagne.

"Oh my gosh, I am so buzzed right now," Gina exclaimed. "My heart is beating a million miles an hour in my chest!"

The other two acknowledged they were feeling the same way.

"What do you think they are going to make us do tonight," Gina asked already having her suspicions.

"Obviously, they are going to make us have sex with them! I suspect we are each going to get our share of big black cock tonight!" Monica replied acceptingly.

Jenna knew full well they were also going to be having sex with each other. "I guess based on that comment that Paul made, they might expect us to have sex with each other too." Jenna said flatly.

The girls all looked at each other with blank stares. None of them knew that the others had engaged in lesbian sex previously.

Jenna couldn't believe the way she was feeling. She was drunk, but the buzz from the coke made her feel really good and while she suddenly hated Hank for treating her like a wanton slut, she had gotten aroused sitting on his lap. She was now sitting here across from two really sexy women in skimpy lingerie and she couldn't stop thinking about what Cole had told her earlier. She was obviously nervous about what the night would bring, but she also found herself excited at the thought of sex with women again...especially these two.

Cole was right when he accused her of still craving pussy.

In fact, she had lied to him when she said she hadn't had sex with a woman since college. On her 3rd wedding anniversary, she and Ryan went to Vegas and he surprised her with a high-priced female escort. The escort was a sexy Asian girl named Jane who spent the weekend with them. Neither she nor Jenna left the hotel room much that weekend.

As the light-skinned, reddish-blonde, Japanese hottie finally departed on Sunday afternoon with Jenna passed out on the bed, Jane made Ryan promise that he would call her the next time they came to Vegas. "I feel a little bad taking your money, your wife is the best girl fuck I've had in years...and you're not so bad yourself! I haven't cum so much in a weekend in a long time. Where did she learn to eat pussy like that?"

"An affair in college...but it's been several years!"

"OMG, she hasn't forgotten a thing." She looked over at Jenna as she lay asleep; naked on her side with her big beautiful tits, flawless ass and legs in view, "You are a lucky man Ryan, I'd love to come home to that every day. I hope you call again...Happy Anniversary!" She kissed him on the lips and walked out the door.

In the car back to LA, Jenna told Ryan that she hoped he didn't hate her for suggesting that they do this every year for their anniversary, "Ryan you know how much I love you, but you also know how much I like to be with girls. If we made this a tradition on our anniversary it would add spice to our sex life and satisfy my fantasies at the same time. I know you like to watch and participate when I'm with girls. I hope you want it too!"

Ryan told her it was a great idea. The Nielsen's had upheld their agreement and had gone to Vegas for their anniversary every year since.

Suddenly one of the blonde's on the porn flick in Paul's playroom moaned loudly; Jenna snapped out of her daydream. All three ladies turned to watch the black stud yank his big dick from the blonde's wet pussy and tell the brunette to open her mouth. The bull proceeded to paint her gorgeous face. He then shoved it in her mouth and told her to clean it off.

"I would never have imagined someone doing that two months ago," Gina said, "but I've now done it myself lots of times."

"Yes me too," replied Monica.

"You guys know I have too, sometimes he actually makes it in my mouth." Jenna admitted and they all actually laughed. The joke was obviously funnier based on the mess she'd been in on her arrival.

"It sounds like none of us are in this situation by choice, while we wait for the guys, why don't we each explain how we came to be here, maybe it will help us each cope a little better. Gina I hope you don't mind sharing first?" The gorgeous brunette teacher asked. "I think it will be helpful for each of us to give as much detail as possible. Maybe something you've experienced will help shed some light on our situations and vice-versa."

"Sure, I don't mind, but I have to warn you guys some things that have happened over the past couple of months are pretty...well...hard to talk about," Gina responded. "I hope you guys won't be judgmental, our situation has taken some crazy twists and turns."

"Gina please don't be embarrassed, if anyone can understand it is probably the two of us," Jenna interjected.

"I hope so." She went about telling her story...My husband and I were high school sweethearts in Iowa. We both came from very religious backgrounds and we never drank, smoked, cursed or did drugs. We got married right after he finished college and we moved to Southern California. My husband got a job with one of the big six accounting firms. He is the smartest man I know.

After a couple of years he opened his own practice and before long he got hooked-up with this guy that knew several pro athletes. My husband eventually was introduced to Paul Washington and within a few months Paul asked my husband to be his personal accountant. Paul soon realized Rick, that's my husband, was very good at what he did and he made him his full-fledged business manager.

In the first three years of their relationship, Rick saved Paul nearly $1M in IRS payments and other negotiations. Before long Paul connected Rick with several other pro athletes, mostly guys from the Dodgers, Chargers, and Clippers. Within 2 years, his sports clientele represented about 90% of my husband's earnings.

Unfortunately, this past year, Rick made a major mistake with Paul's IRS return and as luck would have it, he got audited and was forced to pay $135,000 in penalties. Rick knew Paul was upset, but he thought that since he had saved him all that money in the previous years, he would accept it and move on.

However, the following Friday night he called Rick and I over to discuss the situation. There were a couple of other big black guys there when we arrived. Paul was pissed and was screaming obscenities at Rick. He told him that he owed him $135k and he wanted to be paid immediately. Rick said he didn't have that kind of money; we had leveraged everything to start the business. The bank was not going to lend us anymore and neither of our families was in a position to help us.

Paul told Rick he was going to call all of his other pro buddies and tell them drop Rick as their client's. Meanwhile he called the big goons into the room and told them to take Rick out back and see if he could remember where he might find some money. Rick begged and pleaded and asked if there was some other way he could work it off.

Paul surprised us both with his answer, "There isn't anything you can do, but your gorgeous wife may have the assets to do it!"

Both Jenna and Monica gasped and covered their mouths.

My husband immediately objected. The big black guys grabbed him and started to take him outside. I stood up and said I would do whatever they wanted as long as they didn't hurt my husband. I really had no idea what Paul's expectations would be.

Rick shouted, "No Gina" before one of the big guys hit him in the face and he fell to the floor.

Paul looked at Rick lying on the ground and said, "This is the way it's going to work. My driver will pick up your pretty wife every other Friday night at your house at 5:00 p.m. and will return her on Sunday night at 9:00 p.m. She will be mine to do whatever I please for those 2+ days. If she pleases me, I will remove $10,000 from your debt each weekend. If she doesn't do as I say or isn't enthusiastic I will apply significantly less or nothing at all. Rick, if you try to go to the authorities, I will have her implicated in a crime that will force her to go to prison for a long time. I'm sure those lesbo butch's in the big house would love to get a taste of her."

I stood with my mouth agape. In spite of my naivety, I knew Paul was referring to sex. My husband felt so humiliated, but he knew we didn't have any other choice. "Do we have a deal?" Paul screamed.

Rick looked at me apologetically before he answered defeatedly, "...yes Paul."

Paul's attitude changed quickly, "Okay, it's now 7:00 p.m., so you have already eaten 2 hours into my fun time with your sexy wife, so get the fuck out of here! Miss Gina here will be dropped off Sunday night at your place dipshit! You should probably go home and review the tax code rules or something to keep yourself busy; don't worry about your wife, she won't be short of things to do!"

Both Jenna and Monica had tears in their eyes. Hearing this story only confirmed Jenna's opinion that Paul Washington was a total asshole.

Gina went on. As I told you guys, Rick and I came from very conservative, religious backgrounds and we were both very inexperienced sexually when we got married. I was actually a virgin. We never went past first base until our wedding night and as a result, we were very conservative in the bedroom. Our intercourse was always missionary and ended after one of us climaxed, usually him. Since we married six years ago, we typically only made love 1 or 2 times a week. Rick did not believe in oral sex as he thought it was dirty and he certainly never would have considered anal sex.

The first weekend with Paul, I was introduced to those things and much more. Every other weekend for the past two months, I have had more sex with Paul than I ever did in my whole marriage with my husband. Paul's penis is much bigger than Rick's and while I didn't want to like it at first, it wasn't long before I couldn't get enough of it.

Both Jenna and Monica nodded understandingly at that admission.

Gina went on...To make matters worse, Paul sends me home on Sunday's wearing a chastity device. Rick and I haven't been able to make love in 2 months. Paul also makes me take a daily pill that makes me extra horny.

When I get to his place on Friday's, he has his nurse sample my blood to make sure I've been taking my pills. As soon as I've had my blood tested he takes me up to his room, strips off my clothes and the chastity device and we climb into the shower. I'm like a dog in heat when I get there. He then proceeds to fuck the shit out of me for the next 2 days. Sorry for using those vulgar words, but they've become part of my vocabulary since I met Paul.

By the way, tonight when I acted like such a slut on Cole's big penis, it was because I haven't had sex in 2 weeks and I've been taking those pills. Paul also tortured me by making me wear vibrating panties; I was going to die if I didn't have an orgasm!

After I returned to our house on that first Sunday, Rick made me tell him what happened. He asked if I had intercourse with Paul. I told him yes, but told him it was nothing like when we make love (which sadly was actually true)!

Although Rick knew it was inevitable, he was devastated to learn that I had been unfaithful to him; but his vision of what transpired did not prepare him for the video files that showed up in his inbox about that same time. I wasn't aware that Paul had hidden cameras all around his house and that he had recorded our countless sexual escapades.

I was obviously very nervous when Rick clicked on the first video file. It was a long clip of Paul making me strip for him. I had never been naked in front of another man besides Rick; I was so scared as Paul instructed how he wanted me to take off my clothes. Tears streamed down my face as he made me drop my pants to my ankles and slowly rub my vagina through my panties. I had never masturbated before I met him, I felt so guilty and sluttish.

"...that son of a bitch!" I heard my husband mutter quietly.

I had never heard him say that word.

Next Paul had me remove my top and fondle my breasts through my bra. He whistled and told me to approach him. Paul reached out and roughly grabbed my boobs and squeezed them. My husband never has paid a lot of attention to my breasts, but Paul loves to rub, lick, bite and suck them.

That night he slowly unclasped my bra and told me to use my hands and push my breasts together and bring them to his mouth. I did as he instructed, he kissed and licked my nipples until they were very hard. I was terrified, but I had to admit it felt really good!

My husband watched the video in disbelief.