What's New

What's New?

By Arpea Copyright 2026 All Rights Reserved

It was Friday evening, and 39 year old Veronica was having drinks at a hotel bar downtown after a long day in court. She was with her friends Molly, Rachael and Sally, who all knew her as Ronnie. Molly was an accountant and she and Ronnie had gone to college together. Rachael and Sally were lawyers like Ronnie. They had met when they were all rookie prosecutors. Sally was still a prosecutor, but Ronnie and Rachael were both in private practice in the same downtown building. Molly was the office manager and financial officer for her husband's sales company. The four of them were all attractive to men, although they were all married.

Ronnie was on her third vodka and tonic. She saw an attractive man come in the door and walk up to the bar.

"I wonder if he looks as good naked," she thought, as her pussy moistened. She quickly caught herself. "Grow up, Veronica!" she thought, "you're happily married."

"One more round?" said Molly. "I'm buying."

"Not for me," said Sally. "I have to drive across the bridge."

"Me, neither," said Rachael. "I have to go home and cook for Teddy."

"I'll have one more," said Ronnie. "George is out of town 'till next Tuesday."

"Good."

Rachael and Sally finished their drinks, gathered their things, and headed to the door. Molly stood up. Like Ronnie, she was 5'9" tall with long legs. Unlike Ronnie's plump B cups, however, she was blessed with fat D cups sitting on top of a 22 inch waist and a 36 inch butt, which, from her workouts, was very firm. She was wearing a short, black skirt without hose, and 4 inch black open toed pumps. Her tight, white cotton blouse was partly unbuttoned. She had dishwater blonde hair, which she bleached to a blond hue. With her ruby red lipstick and her red fingernails and toe nails, her outfit literally screamed "I wanna fuck."

"We should probably eat something. Do you want some fish and chips, too?" said Molly.

"Yes, good idea."

"Okay, then, I'm gonna go pee. Then I'll go to the bar and order for us."

Molly walked away, intentionally putting one foot directly in front of the other so that her wool encased butt wiggled invitingly. Ronnie watched her walk past the bar and into the corridor that housed the restrooms. Ronnie also saw two men come into the bar from the hotel entrance. Both were tall and good looking, the taller one had blond hair and looked to be about 50. The other had brown hair and looked to be about Ronnie's age. Both were in dark colored wool business suits, blue shirts and red ties.

"MMM," thought Ronnie. "There's a couple of taste treats. I wonder if they'd fuck me." She felt her pussy moisten again, but Ronnie quickly caught herself.

"What's wrong with me?" she thought. "I'm horny all the time. What would George say if he caught me lusting after strange men?"

She was finishing her drink as she saw Molly saunter up to the bar, collar the bartender and order. Molly pointed over to their table, then waited while the bartender took her card and processed the payment. Molly cocked one of her legs out in a sexy pose. The two gentlemen that Ronnie had seem come in walked over to Molly, placed their drinks on the bar next to her and started talking to her. Molly was over 6 feet tall in her heels, but both men were taller than her. The bartender returned with two drinks, put them on the bar and handed Molly her card. Molly turned, pointed at Ronnie and started walking toward her, again with the hip wiggle. The two men both picked up their own drinks and one of the other two and followed her. Ronnie flushed and her pussy got moist again.

Molly got to their table and sat down across from Ronnie. The taller of the two men, the blond one, set a gin and tonic down in front of Molly and sat in a chair next to her.

"Ronnie, this is Wes," she said, gesturing at the blond guy.

The other guy said "I'm Brad," placing his drink on the table next to Ronnie. He set the other gin and tonic down in front of Ronnie and extended his right hand. She immediately thrust her left hand in his face, displaying her rings.

"I'm married, and I intend to stay that way!"

"Whoa there, I'm sorry," he said, putting his arms up with his palms out. "I wasn't hitting on you, we just wanted some company while we get a bite to eat."

Ronnie was surprised at her reaction. She was also surprised that her pussy was gushing and her nipples were hard, pressing against the cotton of her blouse and the tight wool suit jacket encasing it. She put her left hand down, took his right with her right and shook it.

"Sorry, it's been a long week. I'm Ronnie."

"Apology accepted."

The four of them enjoyed conversation, drinks and bar food together for the next hour or so. In spite of herself, Brad charmed her. Wes and Brad had been in town all week. They were lawyers from Los Angeles, negotiating a merger. They were flying out the next morning. While Ronnie and Brad were enjoying conversation, Molly was nuzzling Wes's neck with her hands in his lap doing who knew what. Molly had always been a bit of a sex pot, and regularly had liaisons outside of her marriage. George had told Ronnie about rumors of her even having sex with her husband Tony's clients.

As they finished their drinks, Wes spoke.

"We've got a suite with a bar and a spectacular view of the city. Why don't we go up there for a night cap."

Molly immediately spoke up.

"Sure, Wes, sounds like a great idea. Don't you think so, Ronnie?"

"No, I should go home. George is out of town until next week."

"That's the point, Ronnie," said Molly. "Tony's gone, too. Gets back tomorrow night. George is gone. Let's go upstairs."

"No, I think I should be a good girl and go home."

"Aw, come on, Ronnie. Just one drink. I won't hit on you, I promise," said Brad.

"Yeah, Ronnie, have a little fun for once," said Molly.

"Well. uh. Okay. If you promise. Just for one drink."

"Goody. Let's go."

Wes stood up and extended his hand to Molly. Molly took his hand, and stood. She started walking to the hotel entrance, again putting one foot in front of the other so her hips swished in front of Wes. Wes placed a hand on the small of her back and guided her out. His hand quickly drifted down to her swishing butt cheek and rubbed it suggestively. Ronnie noticed. Brad extended his hand to Ronnie. She took it and they followed Wes and Molly into the hotel and towards the elevators.

An elevator car arrived and they stepped in. Wes pushed the top button. The doors closed. Molly immediately turned towards Wes, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back. Brad put his hand on Ronnie's butt, tightly encased in a wool skirt. She let it remain. He moved his hand in slow circles on her butt. She did nothing, but her mind was racing.

"Shit, I am so fucking horny. I better be careful or I'm gonna get fucked tonight." She chuckled. "Maybe that's what I need. But George would be so disappointed in me. I better not."

The car arrived on the top floor and they stepped out.

"To the left," said Wes. "At the end."

The four of them walked to the last door on the floor. Wes inserted his key card in the door, and they entered. There was a huge siting room with leather furniture, windows on the left wall, a bar on the right wall and two bedrooms with doors on the far wall. Wes had been right, the view of the bay was spell binding. Wes went straight to the bar. Ronnie, Molly and Brad all sat on the plush leather sofa. Wes grabbed a bottle of brandy and poured it into 4 glasses. He carried two glasses over to the sofa, handing one to Molly and one to Ronnie. He then retrieved the other two, handed one to Brad, and raised the other.

"Here's to a wonderful evening with two beautiful women."

They took a drink. Wes sat down in the huge leather recliner. Molly got off the couch, went to the chair and sat on Wes's lap. They both put their drinks on an end table and started making out. Brad put his arm around Ronnie's shoulder. She turned her head towards him and accepted his kiss. Brad's free hand started unbuttoning her wool jacket. She did nothing to stop him. When it draped open, Brad reached up and palmed one of Ronnie's plump breasts through the cotton blouse, squeezing it gently. Ronnie leaned her chest forward into Brad's hand, her nipples hard. With his other hand he pulled her blouse out of the top of her skirt. Ronnie put her hand on his crotch, and rubbed his fully erect cock through his pants.

"Ohh shit, that hand feels so good on my titty. And he's got a nice one," she thought. "Wonder how it'd feel shooting cum in me."

"Fuck!" she quickly thought, "what the fuck am I doing? This is getting out of hand. If I let him take my jacket off I'm gonna end up naked and fucking. I'm not a slutty cheater."

"Let's take this to the bedrooms," said Wes.

Ronnie stood up.

"I'm sorry, Brad, I can't do this."

She tucked her blouse back in and began buttoning her jacket.

"Come on, Ronnie, have some fun for once," said Molly. You were lots of fun in college."

"That was when I was young and single, Molly. No, I'm sorry. I'm married and the mother of two college kids. I have to get home."

"That's okay, Ronnie," said Brad. "I said I wouldn't hit on you." He looked disappointed.

Ronnie walked to the door of the room and out in to the hall. She closed the door and walked to the elevator.

"Whew! That was too close," she thought. "I'm sooo horny. I was ready to take my clothes off. I'm gonna have to get off when I get home."

* * * *

Molly watched Ronnie leave.

"Shit. Looks like I'm gonna hafta fuck 'em both," she thought to herself. "Oh well, at least I'm getting laid tonight. And maybe I'll get my ass fucked."

Molly stood up when the door closed behind Ronnie.

"Well, I didn't expect that. But we all know I came up here to get fucked. So let's get to it."

She grabbed Wes's hand with one of hers, and Brad's with the other.

"Like the man said, let's take this to the bedroom."

Molly led the two men into the larger of the two bedrooms. The windows faced out over the city, another spectacular view. She kicked off her 4 inch heels, and pulled her blouse out of the waist of her skirt. She unbuttoned it, and shrugged it off her shoulders, exposing her fat D titties encased in a transparent white lace bra. Her huge nipples tried to poke a hole in the lace.

"Have you known Ronnie long?" said Brad.

"We went to college together."

"Does she fuck around?"

"She was a wild woman in college, but has been pretty straight laced since going to law school and getting married. I've been working on her, though. Her inner slut is trying to get out. Her kids are gone and her husband travels a lot. And she's always talking about sex."

Molly reached behind her and unzipped her short skirt, pushing it down over her firm ass cheeks, which were exposed by the black thong she wore.

"I thought for a bit she was taken with me."

"I think she was. She seemed really horny tonight. But she loves her husband. And she feels guilty. Although I think her husband would probably approve, really. He's a good guy. Smart, too. She needs a little push, is all, I think. Like I said, I'm working on her."

Molly reached behind her and unfastened her bra, freeing her big firm titties. She pushed her thong down and turned around, wiggling her ass and showing off her body to the two men.

"Jeez, you don't meet many women like that. She's smart AND hot."

"Yes, she is, and she was down to fuck all the time in college. She was such a horny slut. We were partners in debauchery in college."

"Well, if I get another chance, I'm going to try to fuck her again."

Molly cupped a big tit in each hand and offered one to each man.

"Yeah, I figured. I'll work on her, Brad, But she's not here. Aren't I enough for tonight?"

"Yeah," said Wes. "Enough about Ronnie. She's not here. Let's take care of Molly."

Both men had unbuckled their suit pants and let them fall to the ground. Wes put his mouth down to the offered tit, took her distended nipple in her mouth, and pulled back gently. At the same time, he cupped one of her ass cheeks and ran his index finger over her brown pucker hole. Then he sucked her nipple into his mouth, hard, running his tongue all around the nipple.

"Oh, shit, don't stop, Wes, I love my asshole and titties played with."

She reached over into Brad's boxers and cupped his balls before stroking his 8 incher, which was already standing straight up. Both men quickly removed the rest of their clothes. Molly moved to the bed. She grabbed Brad around the waist and pushed him onto his back. She knelt down on all fours and put her mouth around the head of his cock, licking up all the precum like a cat drinking cream.

Wes got behind her. Molly wiggled her ass invitingly. He grasped her ass cheeks and spread them. He ran his tongue over her ass hole. He licked down to her pussy, which was dripping with her natural lubrication. He lightly slapped her ass.

"Nice and firm. I bet I could bounce a quarter off your ass."

"Oh, yes, lick my pussy and asshole while I suck on this cock. I'm such a cheating fucking slut. I'm gonna get fucked by two strangers tonight. I'm such a dirty whore. Do you guys wanna fuck a dirty whore like me?"

Neither man replied. Brad put his hands behind Molly's head and pulled her down on his cock. Wes slapped her ass again.

"Condoms?"

"Not if your clean, I like to get slimed. But I know lawyers that can sue you if you give me anything."

"We're good then," said Wes.

He put his seven incher at her pussy opening. He pushed. Molly lifted her head up.

"Oh! I'm getting fucked. Yes, fuck my slutty pussy. Fill me with cum."

She put her mouth back on Brad, and pushed her hips back hard on Wes's cock. She reached underneath her and pulled on Wes's balls. Wes put two fingers in his mouth and pushed his index finger into her asshole up to the first knuckle. Molly grunted.

"Not now, I have lube in my purse."

"Okay," he said and began to pump her pussy hard. Molly pulled on his balls more, put the index finger on her other hand in her mouth, stuck it underneath her, and, stretching, reached Wes's ass hole and put her finger in. She pushed it until she could feel a hard surface, than began stroking his prostate.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. I wasn't ready!" yelled Wes, as he filled Molly's pussy with cum, spurting 6 or 7 times. When he finished, Molly pulled back, turned around with her back to Brad's face, grabbed Brad's cock, placed it at her opening and sat on it. At the same time she grabbed Wes's slimy cock.

"Here, let me clean that up. I love the taste of cum and pussy juice. I love being a cheap, cum slurping slut."

The three of them repeated this scene 3 or 4 times. Molly's cunt was getting slimier with each effort, but she was loving it, having cum several times during their copulations. They finally stopped to have another drink, since the suite had a bar.

"I'm a three hole slut. I still need my ass fucked. Wes, will you fuck my ass while I ride Brad? Then I think I should take my cheating ass body home for the night."

"It'd be my pleasure."

Molly put her drink down and knelt down in front of Brad. She took his cock in her mouth. She put her tongue in his cock slit, then ran it all around the head. She licked the remnants of cum off it and swished around with her tongue. He started to harden immediately.

"MMM, you're tasty, Brad. Ronnie doesn't know what she's missing. But I'll tell her. Wes, my purse is over there," said Molly, pointing. "There's lube in it."

Wes retrieved the lube while Molly pushed her mouth down on Brad's fat cock until her mouth was in his pubes. She sucked hard. Then withdrew.

"Whew, I just love sucking a big dick. Now lie down on the bed, hon,"

Brad laid on his back, his cock pointing straight up. Molly straddled his legs with one hand on his muscular chest. With the other she put his cock head at her slimy pussy entrance. She sat down on it, taking it all in one thrust. She began bouncing on it.

"Oh, fuck, that feels good. Fuck me, Brad, fuck my cheating, married, slimy cum filled pussy. Make me cum again. Spray me with more cum. I'm such a cock whore. I love cock, fuck me."

Brad fucked her pussy for several minutes as she would raise up and plunge down on it. She came twice more. Then he grabbed her shoulder blades and pulled her down on his chest. She rubbed her hard nipples against it. She pushed her tongue into Brad's mouth, sharing the taste of cum with him.

Wes smeared lube on his dick, then on his index finger. He pushed it into her anus. Then two fingers, He moved them around, widening the opening. Meanwhile Brad was still kissing her and pulling on her nipple.

"Oh, god, that feels good. Please fuck my ass."

Wes withdrew his fingers and placed the head of his cock at her anal opening. He pushed the head in and her sphincter swallowed it. This was obviously not her first time for anal.

"Oh, yes, fuck my asshole! I'm such a dirty slut."

Molly pushed her ass back on Wes's crotch, pushing another 4 or 5 inches into her anus. As she pulled forward Wes's cock came out a little and Brad pushed up into her cunt. She then pushed back again, hard, bottoming Wes's cock in her ass. When she pulled forward again, Brad thrust hard up into her pussy. Molly orgasmed hard.

"Oh, fuck! I'm such a whore! Fuck my shitter. Tell me how dirty I am. I love this. Cocks in both my holes. Cum in me. Tony should see me now, getting my ass and pussy fucked by strangers I just met."

"You're a dirty little cum dump, Molly. We didn't even have to buy you dinner for you to spread your legs and open up your cheating pussy and asshole. We're filling your holes with man cum. We should tell Tony."

"Yes, you should. Tony should know what a filthy, cheating whore I am. And I fuck for free. Fuck my ass, Wes. Shoot more cum in my pussy, Brad. Send me home full of out-of-town cum!"

She began moving her hips, up and back, taking Brad's dick in her pussy on the up stroke and burying Wes's cock in her asshole on the back stroke. Wes slapped her ass cheek.

"Come on you fucking dirty whore, fuck my dick with your tight asshole. Squeeze my dick."

"Yes. I'm a slut for cock. Make me cum. Fill me full of stranger cum. Pump my asshole and pussy full of cum. I'm a whore for your cum!"

As she babbled, Molly was serially cumming, having contractions in both her vagina and her asshole. Brad reached up and put his hand between their pelvises, and fingered her clit. Molly's stomach muscles started to spasm as her orgasm intensified.

"Oh god, don't stop. I'm cumming so hard. Fuck my cheating pussy. Fuck my shitter. That asshole Tony deserves to have my holes violated. He wanted a whore. He made me a whore. Well, I'm a whore. Fuck Tony's whore. Fill all my holes with cum."

Molly squeezed her sphincter on every back stroke and her vagina on every upstroke, trying to milk the cum out of the two appendages that were invading her body. Brad grabbed her hips and held her, as he increased his strokes dramatically. Wes sensed what was happening, this was not the first time they had double teamed a bar pickup. He thrust forward into her ass and held it there while Brad pumped another load in her.

"Ohhh fuck, I'm cumming in your slutty pussy! Shit shit shit!"

"Yes, spray your cum in my womb. Give me that baby batter."

Molly came on his cock. Brad spurted several more times, then fell back on his back, spent. Molly squeezed his cock with her vaginal muscles. Wes resumed fucking her ass. He was close. She started pushing back on his dick again. He slapped her ass again, hard, making a loud crack and leaving a welt.

"Yes, you fucking whore. Fuck my dick. Make me cum in your bowels. I want to leave a present for your fucking husband."