There was a larger-than-usual crowd at the latest meeting of the Club, including several new couples. But that was not too surprising -- Paul and his wife had not been to a Club meeting in over a month, due to a long trip they had taken. Karen, in fact, was still at home in bed with a nasty cold. She had insisted that Paul go to the meeting anyway and enjoy himself. She had even called Allison, the meeting's semi-official hostess, to promise that he would be there.

Not that he was really complaining, mind you. How often do you get to be surrounded by sexy big-breasted women who loved to have their chests fondled, groped, sucked, and lustily played with? Of course, you have to be a pretty darn good-looking (and good-performing) guy to be in the club as well; the ladies must have their fun too! Paul was still amazed they let him in.

Paul arrived at Allison's house almost a half hour late, due to heavy traffic. He knocked on the front door, and the club's incredibly sexy hostess opened it and looked at him with a mock frown.

"Paul! We've been waiting anxiously for you. Get in here." Allison grabbed his hand and led him into the living room. He quickly counted twelve couples milling about in there, including their hostess and her very muscular husband. All of the ladies were wearing T-shirts, and it was quite obvious to Paul's wandering eyes that none of them had a bra on underneath.

"Hey Paul! Where's Karen?"

Paul's head turned toward the voice, and his eyes widened as he took in gorgeous Carla's delicious figure, and the incredible cleavage that thrust proudly against her straining T-shirt. Her red hair was longer now, down almost to her waist. Her husband had his arm around her. His hand occasionally gave her delicious chest a squeeze as he chatted with the couple standing next to them.

"She's in bed sick, I'm afraid."

"Oh that's too bad!" Carla's wonderfully kissable lips pouted. "Hey, that means there's one more guy than..."

"Okay," Allison shouted above the din, "listen up! 'Simon' is here now, so will all the ladies please get in the middle of the room in a circle, facing inward."

The women did so, shoving aside the coffee table to make more room. Paul watched this and wondered what was going on. Why did Allison call me "Simon"?

"Okay, now the men! Please form another circle outside the ladies' circle, standing behind your wife. Paul, you stand right in the middle of the circle."

The men obediently followed Allison's directions. There were giggles as they wrapped their arms around their wives' delicious bodies or grabbed their sexy asses. Paul walked to the middle of the room and stood with all the others surrounding him. He was starting to feel nervous.

When everybody was in position, Allison smiled, paused a moment, then said, "now then, each man please move to your right, so that you are behind the next lady over."

There were gasps and giggles and whoops as the men complied. Now each man was standing behind somebody else's wife. Some of the ladies were blushing as the men behind them, who they hardly knew, were eyeing their sexy bodies lustily and whispering HOT things to them.

"Okay Paul," Allison said, "I presume you know how to play 'Simon Says', correct?"

Paul just nodded.

"Then go for it! Unleash your dirty lusty mind upon us helpless minions."

It took a moment for Paul to realize just what delicious power he had been granted. He grinned a big lusty grin.

"Uh oh," one of the men said. There were giggles throughout the circle.

"Well then," Paul intoned. "Simon says..."

He paused as he tried to choose from several things that had already popped into his horny mind.

"Simon says, each man step forward and wrap your arms around your partner!"

There were giggles and sighs of pleasure as the men wrapped their strong arms around their partners' voluptuous bodies.

"Okay, um, Simon says, each man whisper something really hot and sexy into their partner's ear!"

The room quickly filled with whispers, followed by giggles and moans of pleasure.

"Okay, now each man slide your hand up to your partner's breasts and squeeze them!"

Two women yelped as eager hands slid to their bulging chests, and the whole room filled with laughter. "He didn't say 'Simon says'!" Allison proclaimed, wagging her finger at the two horny men. "It's early, so I'm letting you two off with a warning."

Everyone around Paul looked at him expectantly.

"Um, Simon says, each lady grab his partner's hands and slide them up to her chest."

"Mmmmnnnggghhhh..."

Many male fingers pressed into the fabric of shirts and bras, sinking into the warm flesh beneath. Happy sighs filled the room.

"Simon says, each man fondle his partner's chest while nibbling on her earlobe."

The men happily complied. Female moans and sighs filled the room, and Paul felt himself growing rock hard inside his pants. This was really turning him on!

"Okay, Simon says, each man pull off his partner's shirt."

More giggles ensued as each man happily grabbed the bottom of his partner's shirt and pulled it off over her head, revealing big delicious jiggling swaying flesh mountains that begged to be played with and sucked.

Paul turned in a circle, gazing at all the women who smiled back at him. Their bare breasts looked so incredible. He wanted to suck on all of them! Behind each lady stood a man who also gazed at Paul, eagerly awaiting his next command.

"Simon says, each lady turn around to face your partner."

Well that was a dumb idea, Paul thought as the ladies obeyed his command. Now I can only see their backs!

"Um, Simon says, everyone turn to their left so their side is facing me."

That's better: a much nicer view!

The guys gazed down at their partner's glorious mountains of pleasure.

"Simon says, each man cup his partner's breasts with his hands and lift them up."

More happy sighs filled the room as each man eagerly complied, lifting up his partner's big boobs with his palms. Every lady in thr room was gloriously top-heavy, and their breasts overflowed the guys' hands, spilling around the fingers and over the wrists.

"Simon says, each lady press one hand against your partner's crotch and feel how hard he is."

"Oooooooohhhh..."

"Oh my God..."

Paul had his hand against his own crotch now, feeling how incredibly hard he was!

"Simon says, each man lift one breast up higher and plant a kiss on the nipple."

Paul heard soft kisses and many pleasureful moans all around him. He smiled.

"Press your face into that delicious breast and suck on it!"

"UUUUUUUNNNNGGHHHH!!!" "OOOOOHHHHH!!!" "NNNNNGHHHK!"

As he expected, there were a few violators. Joyous yells and whoops of laughter filled the room. The errant men continued to feast hungrily on soft warm breastflesh.

"You, you, and you!" Allison called out as she pointed to the guilty parties. "Bad boys!"

Each of the three guilty men guided his partner to one of several large sofas in the room. As soon as they sat down the guys had their faces buried in delicious titflesh again. The moans of the ladies whose chests were being so hungrily devoured would prove to be quite a distraction for the rest of the participants!

The rest of the men gazed lustily at the breasts they were still holding up with their hands. Fingers twitched and slightly curled. Paul wondered how close each of them had come to a "violation". So much lust being held precariously in check. It certainly didn't help that each lady still had a hand against the bulge in their pants, fingers gently, rhythmically squeezing...

"Simon says, kiss her other nipple."

More soft kisses, more sighs.

"Simon says, ladies unzip your partner's pants!"

"All right!" "Yeah!" The hand at each man's bulging crotch quickly unzipped his pants and opened them wide. Eager fingers quickly surrounded underwear-covered hardness.

"Simon says, ladies pull down your partner's underwear and hold his cock in your hand!"

More oooohs and aaaaahs filled the air as the women got hold of their partner's rock-hard cocks. Their fingers lightly caressed long hard shafts as they held the tasty meat on their palms.

"Simon says, Ladies bend down and lick his dick all over!"

"Mmmmnnngghhh..."

Paul's eyes widened as he watched the women eagerly sliding their tongues all over the lucky guys' cocks. He had his own hard shaft in his hand and wished that he could feel warm lips and slithering tongue on it right now.

"Simon says, ladies mash your tits around that hard cock and lap at its tip with your tongue."

Male moans and utterances of "oh god" could be heard as each man had his aching member surrounded by wonderful breastflesh. Teasing female tongues lapped at the head of each cock which poked out from the surrounding pleasure pillows. Many ladies got a taste of a drop or two of cum that was already starting to ooze out.

"Simon says, take that cock into your mouth and suck on it."

Many more male moans filled the room. Paul's gaze focused on Allison as she sucked on her partner's hard shaft and squeezed her tits against it, completely burying it and the sides of her face as well. Her fingers played with her erect nipples as they squeezed the overflowing flesh against the guy's crotch. The man, who Paul did not know, ran his fingers through her long blonde hair. Paul's fingers started gently stroking his own cock.

He noticed that some of the guys were rocking their hips back and forth, fucking their partners' willing mouths.

Paul's mind was a raging wildfire of lust. He just stood there and watched the incredible sucking and tit-fucking that was going on. He couldn't think of any more commands to give, and it didn't matter anyway, because the circle was breaking up, people were descending to the floor or moving to the sofas, hot couples unleashing their passions on each other, the game forgotten. Big soft tits were groped and pawed and sucked and devoured. Pants and undergarments were removed, and delicious wet cunts were grabbed and fondled.

Poor lonely Paul shambled around the room, watching the incredible orgy taking place all around him. His cock was an aching missile in his hand. He wanted to feel soft wet lips pressing against it so bad...

A young lady whom he did not know lay across the arm of one of the sofas, her arms and brunette hair hanging down behind her head and her enormous breasts piled on top of her chest, jiggling like Jello. A guy was on his hands and knees on the sofa, his head buried between her thighs. He was eating her alive. She moaned and moaned as her whole body quaked and spasmed.

Paul mindlessly walked up to her and grabbed her big soft tits as he slapped his hard cock down onto her mouth.

"Mmmmmnnngghhhhh..." The incredibly horny nymph opened her lips and sucked that tasty treat into her mouth. Paul dug his fingers into her helpless pleasure mountains and kneaded the soft titflesh as she slurped on his cock with wild passion. Then she did something incredible, something Paul had never experienced before: she deep-throated him. Paul moaned loudly as he felt the tip of his cock press down into her throat, being clenched and sucked simultaneously. Her cheeks sucked inward as she sucked harder on his rock-hard cock. Her teeth grating along its length; her tongue lashed and lapped it all over. It was so incredible, and his orgasm was a volcanic explosion right inside her mouth. He pumped and pumped hot sticky cum into her mouth and she greedily devoured it all.

When she had extracted every drop from him, be bent down and kissed her long and hard on the lips. Her hands went to the back of his head and held him there as she kissed him with wild tongue-lashing abandon while her helpless wet cunt continued to be devoured. When she finally let go, Paul slumped down and lay on his back on the floor. He held the lady's hand as she moaned and writhed. He looked around the room, watching in a daze the incredible orgy he had started.

Several minutes later he found his head suddenly buried -- a very horny woman had sat right down on his face! He didn't even know who it was, but he rammed his tongue up into that wet cunt and tongue-fucked her mercilessly while his hands reached up and grabbed her big floppy tits. He sensed other people around him, rubbing up against him. He was at the bottom of a writhing orgy pile, and he felt his poor spent cock being grabbed and licked again. Long hair cascaded all over his stomach and hips and thighs. His fingers dug deeper into helpess quaking titflesh and kneaded with lusty abandon. Lusty moans surrounded him on all sides. He closed his eyes and just floated with the tide.

Several hours later, Paul returned home feeling utterly exhausted and wrung out. He climbed into bed, draped an arm across his poor sick wife, and fell immediately asleep.

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