X Rated Alice Ch. 02

Hi, this is Alice again. In my earlier submission, I told you about how my husband Blake likes to get me naked for others to see. He is turned on when his friends and strangers see my body. Once I got used to it, I enjoyed it too. My earlier story told of the time when he pulled me into a bedroom at a party. The door was open and soon a number of people gathered to watch him suck my pussy from behind while I was leaning over the bed. He finished by pulling my dress over my head and fucking me while his friends watched. I was left wearing a towel and had to give that up to get my dress back. Everyone watched me drop the towel in the living room. They all had a nice view of my naked assets. That's when I got the nickname 'X-rated Alice'.

We've continued our adventures. The following took place a month ago.

I'm young, my figure is still attractive; haven't had babies yet. I don't shave my pussy and I have a nice pair of tits. Knowing that Blake likes to show me off adds to my motivation to stay in shape. I know he will be getting me pregnant soon and I'll never regain by youthful figure, so I am enjoying myself by letting him display me at unexpected times.

I should mention that even though I get naked and let other men touch me, sex has been reserved for only my husband. He likes to fondle and fuck me while others watch. My feminine ego is boosted by his attention and it is very exciting to watch other men look at me, knowing that they would like to fuck me too. But I'm off limits, at least I was.

I work at a medical billing company, in an office of a dozen people or so. We are a friendly bunch and occasionally will have some social activity, parties, attending events in the city and so forth.

The boss, Robert W. is very good to work for. He motivates us all with his respect and sense of humor. I like working for him. The mix of men and women is about two to one, women. The men are mostly younger guys with their hormones raging. There is a bit of flirting and a few of the people are in relationships with co-workers. Robert is okay with that so long as it doesn't affect our work.

The ladies in the office have a tradition of having a very casual Friday at the end of each month where we wear skimpy outfits, short-shorts, halter tops and so forth. I've worn a dress with no underwear a few times. The others can see the smooth lines of my hips and know that I am panty-less.

It was August, hot and humid when we went to a festival of sail at the waterfront park in the city. Nearly everyone from the office was there along with spouses. My husband, Blake has an effervescent personality and draws people to him. I'm more reserved and depend on my husband to stimulate my social activity.

It was a long day and we all had consumed some great food along with numerous cups of beer and wine. I was drunk, and so were most of the others. A dozen of us were staying together and having a good time.

As the event proceeded with loud bands and such, a group of us were invited to an off-site party behind one of the nearby office buildings. We knew some to the people in the company hosting the party. They worked with us on financing and such for people who had trouble with their bills.

Our group consisted of me and Blake; my friend Tammy and her husband Sean; the boss, Robert and his wife Elaine: another couple, three unpaired women and two unpaired guys.

Everyone was having a great time. There was a little stage where people were doing silly things. They had a trampoline where you could try to bounce up and dunk a basketball. There were a lot of funny attempts and it was amazing that no one got hurt. A group to the side was playing beer pong. People were drunk as shit and were having a wild time. One woman took her top off and danced on the stage. It was something else.

Then, a guy got up and said it was eleven o'clock and time for the wet t-shirt contest. I had no intention of being part of this, but as you have probably guessed, Blake encouraged me to join in the fun.

I was wearing a short skirt and a pull-over top. I showed some nice cleavage between my bra-covered tits.

They started with a few contestants and it got to be a competitive thing between the two office groups, us and the finance people. Two of the girls in our office agreed to participate. The other group had four women, so there was pressure for our bunch to even the odds. Blake volunteered me and my friend Tammy was 'volunteered' by her husband.

I'd never done anything like this before. With all I'd had to drink, I was game.

They had thin cotton t-shirts for us to wear. We went inside where we could change. I removed my shirt and bra and pulled a t-shirt on. It was kind of skimpy and it left my midriff uncovered. I was ready to go when I noticed some of the other ladies removing their shoes, shorts and slacks. I asked why and the told me they didn't want to get their clothing wet, so they removed their bottoms. They were all wearing panties, like me, so I joined them, removing my little skirt. I didn't really have time or the awareness to think about what I was wearing before I joined the others in returning to where our audience was waiting. I should have been self-conscious with my titties poking through the thin shirt. With my midriff bare, my skimpy panties barely covered my lower anatomy. It felt kind of sexy to be dressed as I was and I rationalized that I had worn less to the beach.

We gathered and each of us was introduced and doused with cold water. Ooh, it was cold. My titties reacted immediately by getting hard as little pebbles. The shirt clung to my body like it was a second skin. We all might-as-well have been topless. I didn't realize it until Blake told me later, but when they doused me, my panties got wet too and the dark patch of pubic hair on my pussy was visible through my cotton panties. I had them pulled tight and Blake said everyone could see the outline of my pussy lips. From behind, my ass was completely exposed through the useless panties. Of course, Blake didn't say anything. I might as well have been naked.

Each of us was asked to dance a bit. I shook my chest and my tits jiggled and bounced. Everyone got a good show.

The competition between the two offices became more intense, with each group cheering their contestants. I was the star for our group. I'm younger than Tammy and have bigger boobs than the two young girls.

For some reason, the boss's wife, Elaine, was encouraging me in particular. When she said "Lift your shirt." I did it. I pulled my shirt up and showed my bare tits to the thirty or so people. That brought cheers and our group was winning thanks to me.

When Robert, my boss said, "Take it off." I did. I pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it to him. Now I was dancing in just my panties. They did little to hide my goodies. The cotton was wet so panties clung to my ass cheeks. As I danced around, they slid down, exposing the top of my ass crack. Blake has photos and others do too.

What I was showing in front was even more revealing. They could see the dark shadow of my pussy and as I danced, the front of my panties slid down a bit, exposing the top of my bush. I was the hit of the show. A few of the other girls had removed their tops too, but none of them had the sexy panties that I did.

The contest was finished I had unofficially won. Blake gave me a hug and the then my boss and his wife hugged me as well. Everyone was wet from pressing against my bare, wet tits.

We went back in to get dressed. With my panties so wet, I decided to take them off and wear my just my skirt and my top. I put my bra and blouse on and returned to where Blake and our friends had gathered. I handed my wet panties to my husband in full view of the others, so they all knew I was naked under my skirt. My little skirt was dark blue and only covered half of my legs above the knee. The blouse was just a thin, light blue, sleeveless thing.

Blake hugged me, grabbing my ass though my skirt. He said, "Robert and Sean have suggested we go to a club and have a few more drinks. I was still in a lively mood and readily agreed.

They arranged for an uber and the six of us piled into a big SUV. Now, I was invited to sit all the way in the back and of course, it was hard to keep covered. I sat beside Elaine. I had to pull my skirt down to keep from flashing a beaver. Robert was in the seat in front of us and was turned back to talk to us. Well, my skirt rode up my legs without me realizing it, and he had a nice view of my upper thighs. I wasn't conscious of what I was showing and didn't keep my legs together. I believe Elaine subtly inched my skirt higher so that my boss, her husband, could see part of my pussy. I didn't care. I was drunk and having a good time.

Well, it wasn't just any club. It was a gentleman's club; the kind where there are no gentlemen. It was a strip joint. I followed the others in and we got a nice table near the main stages. It was one a. m. and the crowd had thinned, so the place wasn't that crowded.

We all ordered drinks that were overpriced. Robert paid for them and we settled in to watch the strippers. I was sitting between Tammy and Elaine, with the men on the other side of the table.

We watched one girl finish her act. She got totally nude. I'd been in strip bars, but never one where they were 'all nude', like it said on the sign out front.

Another girl came out and focused on our group, teasing the men; she took four songs to get naked. I watched as my husband looked directly into her crotch and slid a ten-dollar bill into her garter. I was jealous. He was looking at another woman's pussy.

After the girl finished, comments went around comparing we three wives with the dancer. She was younger and more fit. She'd shaved her pussy and her tits were not that big. I listened as Elaine and Tammy bragged about their tits being bigger than the dancers. The teasing continued with the men commenting that the wives might have bigger tits, but they were covered.

The comments got raw. Tammy said to her husband, "You like my hairy pussy. Do you want me to shave like Sheena (the dancer)?"

Sean said, "No, but I'd like to see it on stage."

"You want me to strip like these chippies and let everyone see what I've got?"

Robert answered, "Yes we do."

Elaine heard her husband's comment and said, "You always tell me I'm the only woman you want."

Robert said, "That's true, but I'd sure like to see Tammy and Alice naked."

Blake said to Elaine, "They'll do it if you do too."

Elaine said, "No way."

Tammy said to Elaine and me, "I'll do it if you guys do."

Now Elaine is older than me and Tammy. She's about forty, but still was in decent shape. We know she had a personal trainer and did aerobics three times a week.

She looked at her husband and said, "You are so full of shit. You'd be pissed if I did that."

Robert wanted to see me and Tammy naked and if the price was for his wife to strip in a bar full of drunks, so be it. He looked at his wife and quietly said, "I'd like to watch you strip naked and let all these men see your tits and your pussy."

"Do you want me to spread my legs for them?" She asked.

Robert said, "Absolutely."

Elaine looked at Tammy and me. "I've never done anything like this before; will you girls do it too?"

Blake volunteered me, "Yes, Alice will."

I nodded, agreeing, knowing that Blake wanted to have me get naked for all these drunks.

Robert men talked to the manager who agreed to let us strip.

The club was glittery and looked cheap. The place smelled of sweat and liquor. It was the type of place my momma told me to avoid. I wondered what she would say if she knew what her precious daughter was about to do.

There was a stage with a catwalk that went out into the middle of the bar. There were rowdy men at tables, probably fifteen tables. Our table was at the junction of the catwalk and the main stage.

With the help of our husbands, the three of us mounted the stage to the cheers of everyone in the club. There were two other girls dancing with us, Sheena and Trixie.

The music started and I was amazed at how quickly Elaine and Tammy got into stripping. Their shirts were off after the first verse of the first song. They had moved away from our table with Tammy on one wing of the stage while Elaine went out on the catwalk. When Elaine bared her tits and the first song ended, I was impressed. She'd had a boob-job and had nice big tits with relatively small areolas and nipples. She was quite sexy. She was on her hands and knees leaning over a table full of admirers. They weren't supposed to touch the dancers, but one dude grabbed a breast. She didn't resist, letting him feel her up. I looked over to see my boss watching his wife get fondled by a stranger.

I had removed my blouse halfway through the first song. I dropped it on the stage and some asshole picked it up. I wondered what I was going to have to do to get it back.

When the second song started, I removed my bra. I was at the junction of the three wings of the stage. I tossed my bra to my husband, but it was intercepted by a seedy looking creep at the intervening table. I watched him hold it up to his nose and was strangely aroused by this man inhaling my scent, putting his face where my tits had just been.

When the next song started, I moved to his table and gave the man a show. His friends let him sit by the stage. He was probably in his fifties with balding hair, but he seemed to be relatively respectable for where we were.

My titties were bouncing all over the place. I think most of the patrons has discovered that I wasn't wearing panties under my little skirt. I pulled the skirt up in the back and exposed my ass. I was enjoying the attention from the many men who were watching me. My shoes were flipped aside. Dancing in my bare feet added to my arousal. I had lost any inhibitions. I bent forward to give them a 'squirrel shot' of my pussy peeking at them from between my ass cheeks.

With my husband and the other two husbands a few feet away, I squatted for my new admirer. My crotch was aimed in his direction. I spread my knees and gave him a nice view of my naked pussy. He moved his head closer, inhaling to see if he could find the scent of my cunt. I was tempted to pull his face into my crotch. He reached out with a twenty-dollar bill and put it against my thigh. I took his hand and held it on my naked skin. He moved his fingers toward my pussy but I stopped him. I looked at him and said, "Fifty."

One of his buddies handed him a bill, which he passed to me. I released his hand and he put his fingers on my cunt, rubbing my clit and then seeking to insert a finger into my vagina. I stopped him.

He produced another fifty. I had a decision to make. I looked at my husband, then took the money. I sat on the stage a few feet from my new admirer. I was spread open for him and his friends. The man's fingers slid into my dripping pussy. His stubby fingers probed inside me. I was letting him finger fuck me in a bar full of inebriated 'gentlemen'. I looked over at Blake, who had a glazed expression on his face, watching his wife get felt-up by this goofy looking stranger.

I should've stopped the guy, but what he was doing felt so good. His forearm was moving up and down with his fingers exploring in my vagina. It was lewd and decadent, but in the moment, I didn't care. I liked performing and the men were encouraging me. I scooted to the edge of the stage. My admirer tried to put his head between my legs. I stopped him until he produced another fifty. I leaned back on my hands and spread my bare feet apart. The nasty old man put his face in my cunt and began to lick me as the song came to an end. Normally that was the sign to breakoff activity, but he kept going. I looked at my husband as this strange man ate my pussy. The guy groveled around in there. I was dripping juices on his face and enjoying his efforts. He hadn't shaved since the morning and his stubble chafed my sensitive pussy.

I finally stood to leave. The guy held up another fifty asking for a lap dance, but I declined. I wasn't about to let him fuck me.

I looked around to see Elaine and Tammy. They were both naked too. Tammy was on her hands and knees facing away from the gentleman with his face in her pussy. I had never seen Tammy act this way. She was being a total slut. The man was sucking on her intimate features. He had his finger in her asshole for gosh sakes. I was surprised that the manager was letting things continue, but the place was still crowded at two a. m. The other two girls had left the stage; they couldn't compete with three amateur housewives out for a good time.

Elaine was sitting on some guy's lap. She was naked too. I didn't know exactly what she was doing and was surprised that the boss's wife was such a slut.

I danced around, rubbing my tits in a few faces. I was still wearing my skirt, so it was a treat to squat and show the men my moneymaker. I got quite a few generous tips and let two other men put their fingers on my pussy.

I wasn't sure if letting men put their fingers in me or eat my pussy was beyond our boundary of no sex with others. Blake wasn't objecting, so I continued. I certainly was being X-rated Alice.

I looked over at my husband and my boss, Robert, caught my eye, motioning for me to come closer. He held up a hundred-dollar bill and asked, "Lap dance."

I thought, 'What kind of girl does he think I am that I would take money in exchange for a lap dance.' But I had already taken money, so what was the difference.

I looked at Blake for guidance. He just moved his chair back to give me room to sit on my boss's lap. Sean had moved to another table to watch his wife give a lap dance to another patron of this fine establishment.

I stepped down from the stage and approached my boss, sitting on his chair by our table. He had never made the slightest effort to do anything in the office. Now, I could see the tent in his pants from his boner. His wife was off being enjoyed by other men and he had asked for me.

I straddled his lap, raising my skirt to let him see my pussy. I winked at my husband; he moved his chair so he could see better. I kissed Robert and then pulled him into my chest so he could suck my tits. His mouth on my nipples was wonderful. With my husband a few feet away, I was going to put on a performance.

The stiff protrusion from Robert's pants pressed into my crotch. The hardness against my vulva increased my arousal. I'd done lap dances with my husband before and knew some techniques that I tried on Robert. I squirmed on his crotch, moving over the bulge in his pants and getting them wet with my pussy juices.

I was getting hornier and hornier and wanted to see what Robert had hidden in his trousers. I reached down and unzipped him. His cock popped out into my hand. It was very hard and was certainly bigger than my husband's prick. With my pussy naked, I would have to be careful to keep his cock from slipping into my honey pot.

We lifted for a moment so Robert could slide his pants off his hips. They bunched below his knees. I fondled his package, feeling the seeds in his ball sack. His cock was rubbing against my slit, pressing into my clit and getting me even more aroused. His hard cock on my raw flesh was as close to fucking as we could get without actually doing it. Robert was sucking my tits and his hands were gripping my ass cheeks. His fingers were in my crack, probing for my nether opening. My husband was avidly watching.

Then, with a shift of his hips, it happened. Robert's cock slid into me, into my vagina, the only cock to have been there other than Blake's.

Robert was still, not moving, savoring the sensation that came with having his cock inside me. I paused too, looking at him, not sure what to do. My first reaction was to lift off him, but he held my hips, keeping me in place.

I looked to my husband for help. He knew and could see what was happening. He knew that Robert's cock had slid into his wife's cunt. His face was passive. Was he going to help me? What did he want me to do?

I tried to rise again, but Robert held me there. When he started to rock his hips, his cock slid back and forth in my vagina. It pressed against the walls of my inner flesh and was stimulating.

Having my husband watch was tremendously erotic. Blake wasn't stopping it. He sat there; his gaze focused on my skirt-covered crotch. I lifted my skirt so he could see. Robert's cock was buried inside me. Only the base of his shaft was visible in the midst of my pussy hair. My husband could see the cock moving up and down, fucking me.

I was torn between panic and pleasure. I didn't know what to do. I looked at Blake and pleaded, "Is it okay?"

He leaned in and kissed me, then softly said, "Yes."

I was relieved and my attention shifted from my husband's reaction to enjoying the cock inside me. I had thought Robert was a nice man, distinguished in his bearing. I hadn't thought of him sexually until now.

With his cock inside me, I had a whole different perspective on my boss. Many women fantasized about being fucked by their boss. I hadn't, but now I was doing it. I rocked back and forth on his cock. He was bigger than Blake and was reaching places where no cock had ever been. The thought drove me closer to an orgasm. His mouth was sucking on my tits; he moved back and forth from one to the other. His hands were firmly gripping my ass cheeks. A finger was probing in my crack, getting closer to my asshole. When I lifted a bit, he put the tip of his finger in my back hole. He kissed me, pushing his tongue past my lips. He was occupying all three of my holes at once with his tongue, his cock and his finger.

I looked at Blake. He had his dick out under the table. I looked at his steel-stiff rod and licked my lips, encouraging him to come while watching me get fucked.

I said, "Come on, baby. Come for me."

He was rubbing faster. My words added to his arousal.

"Do you see his cock inside me?" I was holding my skirt up.

"He has his finger in my ass. He's using me, using me for sex."

I kept going. "His cock feels so good inside me. He's bigger than you. He's stretching me out."

Blake's eyes were glazed over, looking at where Robert's cock joined with my cunt.

I looked around. Our friends had returned to our table and were all gathered around us as other dancers filled the stage in the finale for the night.

Elaine said to her husband, "Go on honey. Fuck her like you've imagined."

I looked at her and she explained. "He's fantasized about bending you over his desk and fucking you. Sometimes, he pretends I'm you when we are fucking. He imagines that my cunt is yours."

Tammy and Sean were watching intently, not saying anything.

I began to rock faster. Robert's cock was touching me in places I didn't know I had. He was humping faster too.

I said to Blake, "He's going to some inside me. Another man is going to put his cum in your wife's cunt."

Blake was beyond speaking, he was rapidly rubbing his prick, bringing himself off.

I looked at Sean and said, "I want you to fuck me too."

Tammy said, "Not here." Then she said, "Better hurry, they're closing the club. They're going to throw us out soon."

Blake looked at Robert and said, "Do it. Finish in her. Fill her with cum."

Hearing that and seeing him rubbing his cock set me off. I had two cocks hard because of me and Sean's probably was third. I was getting fucked, putting on a show for my husband, fulfilling his favorite fantasy. He was watching his wife come on another man's prick. The juices were pouring out of me.

Then I felt it. Robert pushed up and a blast of semen erupted inside me. The warm fluid filled all my recesses. He was biting my tit as he emptied himself into me. He was only the second man to have put his cock inside me, only the second man to come inside me.

My reaction was instinctive, the way a cave woman would react when a man was trying to get her pregnant, reproducing the species. I was on the pill or the sperm swimming up inside me, looking for an egg, would've done it. This man might've put a baby in my belly. I was saving that for my husband, but the thought of what he was trying to do continued to fuel my orgasm. I was shameless, rocking on his lap and coming with his fluid inside me.

We finally broke away. Robert offered me the hundred dollars he'd shown earlier.

I refused it and said, "I fucked you for free."

I looked at my husband and said, "I'm going to let my boss bend me over his desk and fuck me." I looked at Elaine and she smiled. She'd told me her husband's fantasy. I seemed to be in the business of making men's dreams come true. I was sure Sean had imagined fucking me too.

We stumbled out of the club. We were lucky to catch an uber home. Blake and I went separately while the others shared a ride. The driver was surprised to see me get in the car wearing just my little skirt. I wiggled my chest so my tits would jiggle for him. I repeated the gesture when we arrived at our house. It was part of his tip.

When I walked in the house wearing almost nothing, I realized that I'd forgotten about the babysitter. Fortunately, she was asleep on the couch, so I was able to scurry upstairs before she could see me. I didn't want to get a bad reputation with the neighbors.

Well, we had crossed another threshold. I'd been shared with another man.

My boss did bend me over his desk and fuck me. It might become a regular thing, I don't know.

Blake has something else in mind for out next adventure.

I'm X-rated Alice and I'm ready for whatever is next.