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      Inevitably, the conversation turned to sex. Well, 
      what else do you expect when you get four attractive young couples 
      together and lubricate them well with adult beverages? Chances are that 
      the subjects of religion and politics will give way to sex. Surprisingly, 
      it was Sarah who steered the conversation away from national politics, and 
      she did it by asking us all a brutally simple question.
 But let me back up a little. My name is Bob. I'm 30 years old and married 
      to a beautiful woman named Kathy. Life has been pretty good to us. We own 
      a small media company, and some winning investments have set us up on 
      lower easy street. Our core circle of close friends consists of five other 
      middle class couples in their late 20's. Their professions range from a 
      professional race driver to a history professor. Our little group was 
      formed when four of us guys met in college. We all hung out at a local 
      motor sports bar called "The Pit Stop" and we became inseparable during 
      our years on campus. We called ourselves "The Clods."
 
 Over the years since our college days, all of us married - some more than 
      once after messy divorces. We naturally inducted our wives into the group 
      and eventually two other couples joined our ranks. Although we all live in 
      different parts of the country and see each other only a few times a year, 
      we made it a tradition to gather together once a year for a week of fun, 
      food and frivolity. This year it was at my place in central Massachusetts.
 
 Three of the five couples had arrived early that afternoon. The other two 
      were flying into Bradley the next day. After getting the visitors unpacked 
      and settled into their quarters, the eight of us that were present had 
      been sitting around all evening drinking, catching up on the past year's 
      events and engaging in spirited conversation about a variety of subjects. 
      We were gathered in the family room; sitting on free-form sectionals 
      pulled together this way and that to form a rough circle. Candles and mini 
      lights provided the illumination in the room – soft and flattering. Cool 
      jazz was playing softly in the background.
 
 Sarah was the newest member of the group and the youngest at 21. She was 
      John's wife of just eighteen months. John raced sports cars for a living, 
      and was one of the messy divorce guys. Some years after he split from his 
      first wife, he met Sarah during a three-week stint in the hospital, the 
      result of a nasty crash at Road America. Sarah was one of the day shift 
      candy stripers at the time and she took an instant liking to John. She was 
      tall - nearly six feet tall - with a slim body and long, straight auburn 
      hair. She had huge green eyes and full lips - the kinds of lips guys call 
      DSL's, so naturally John took an instant liking right back at her. The 
      crash had left him pretty busted up and although he was more upset about 
      his broken Porsche than his broken body, the fact that he'd missed three 
      races near the end of the season really left him in a sour mood. But Sarah 
      would have none of that. Her bright personality, her sense of humor and 
      her innocence brought him quickly out of his funk. Six months later they 
      were married in the presence of the Clods. This was Sarah’s second 
      Gathering.
 
 She had been somewhat reserved all evening and at around ten o'clock she 
      stood up. "I'm going to take a shower and get into something more 
      comfortable. I'll be back in a few minutes"
 
 "That's a great idea," I said. "There're showers in the two other 
      bathrooms and one in the pool house. Why don't we all take a break and 
      freshen up. I explained to everyone that there were fresh towels and 
      terrycloth robes in the closets in the bathrooms.
 
 A half hour later we were back clad in the bathrobes and various other 
      casual attire. Jesse was the last to join us, dressed in a set of sweats. 
      Conspicuously, he took a seat to Sarah’s right while his wife, Gloria, was 
      sitting to Sarah’s left. The rest of us settled down around freshly made 
      drinks. The conversation turned to politics.
 
 That's when Sarah popped the question. During a lull in the conversation 
      she asked, "Why didn’t you guys include me in the fun last year?"
 
 Gloria looked quizzically at Sarah. "What do you mean?"
 
 "Okay, first I want to tell you that John filled me in on what went on 
      last year." said Sarah.
 
 "We were hoping he would," said Gloria
 
 She took a gulp of her drink. "Last year was my first Gathering. When I 
      met all of you guys, I was just so happy that John had such a great circle 
      of friends and that he wanted me included in the group." I wanted so much 
      to be a part of it and to be included and to be considered a permanent 
      part of the Clods." She placed her hand on Jesse’s thigh. "Last year, 
      Jesse especially made me feel welcome. He took the time to fill me in on 
      The Clod’s history and dish out some funny and very personal stories about 
      you guys."
 
 Laughing, Gary said, "Thanks Jesse!"
 
 Sarah smiled and unconsciously started stroking Jesse’s thigh with her 
      fingertips.
 
 "Well he left a lot out." She pointed to John. "And he didn’t tell me the 
      whole truth about The Gathering until a month ago."
 
 John looked a little sheepish. "I just didn’t have the balls to tell you. 
      I’m sorry honey. I didn’t realize it would bother you that much."
 
 Well to tell you the truth, at first I didn’t notice anything," continued 
      Sarah, "but as the week wore on, I caught some of you disappearing for an 
      hour or two in groups. I didn’t pay much attention at first, but when it 
      kept happening each day, it finally dawned on me that you were all hiding 
      something. I had no idea what was going on, but it became obvious to me 
      that I was not going to be included. John was no help. When I asked him 
      what was happening, he made some lame excuses.
 
 Gloria leaned over and kissed Sarah on the cheek. "We tried to be 
      discreet, but we weren’t discreet enough. I’m really very sorry."
 
 Sarah continued, "Then came Friday night and everybody but John left early 
      in the evening. I asked him what was going on, but he just said that he 
      told you all that he wanted to take me out to dinner that night so you all 
      just decided to go to the movies. But then on Saturday I paid close 
      attention and when again you disappeared in groups, I asked John what was 
      going on. He made some excuse about flea markets and gyms. I didn’t 
      believe it for a second." Sarah looked around at all of our faces and 
      said, "If you remember, John and I had to leave two days early so that he 
      could help get his car prepared for an endurance race at Watkins Glen. I 
      remember our goodbyes. Everyone seemed generally sorry that we were 
      leaving with two days left to go in The Gathering. But I just couldn’t 
      help but wonder why John and I weren’t included in the activities – 
      whatever they were. It bothered me all year and I’ve thought about it a 
      lot. I figured it had to be either drugs or sex."
 
 I was sitting across from Sarah and I watched her hand slowly stroking 
      Jesse’s thigh and almost imperceptibly inching its way higher toward the 
      outline of Jesse’s balls. Gloria didn’t seem to notice, but I figured 
      since she was sitting to Sarah’s left, she couldn’t see what was going on.
 
 Sarah paused for a second or two. "Why the secrecy? Why didn’t you just 
      tell me?"
 
 "That was John’s idea," said Gloria. "He didn’t know how you’d react being 
      a newlywed and all. You’d only been married for six months.
 
 John said, "I mean how do you tell your new bride that you want to fuck 
      five other beautiful women for a week?"
 
 Gloria continued, "He was afraid that if he told you before the Gathering, 
      you wouldn’t attend, and that you’d be afraid that if he came to the 
      Gathering by himself, you’d simply assume he’d be joining in the fun 
      without you. He decided to sit out the fun last year and tell you what was 
      going on before this year’s Gathering. When we saw that you were here this 
      year, we just assumed that John had explained everything. We were all very 
      happy to see you get off the plane this afternoon, especially Jesse. You 
      smote him last year and he kept begging John to tell you what was going 
      on. He was in agony last year looking at you but not being able to touch."
 
 Sarah turned to Jesse. "Thank you Jesse. You made me feel the most welcome 
      last year." She slid her hand up and put her palm on Jesse’s thickening 
      hard-on and started stroking his balls with her fingertips. Jesse let out 
      a low moan and started rubbing Sarah’s back. "I’ll make it up to you this 
      year," Sarah said. "One thing you all should know though. I was a virgin 
      when I married John. He’s the only guy I’ve ever been with."
 
 "Oh you poor thing!" Jesse blurted it out without thinking. Laughter 
      erupted from the crowd.
 
 "She was the last of the teenage virgins and I got her," John said with a 
      chuckle.
 
 Sarah smiled. "So tell me, what am I in for this week?"
 
 Gloria spoke up first. "I’ll explain."
 
 She looked directly at Sarah. "It all started innocently enough. It 
      happened at the very first Gathering when we were all sitting around on 
      that first Saturday night, much like we are tonight. We had been drinking 
      for hours. Needless to say we were in an adventurous mood, to put it 
      mildly. There were only six of us then. John and Gary weren’t married, and 
      we hadn’t met Alex and Bill yet. So Kathy and I were the only women in the 
      group."
 
 "Anyway, some time during the evening, Jesse came up with the idea of 
      playing strip poker. John dug up a new deck of Bicycles and we all started 
      playing. It took less than an hour to get us all naked, which was the 
      objective. So there we were, sitting around stark naked, half in the bag 
      and getting hornier by the second. Conversation naturally turned to sex 
      and we all revealed some of our fantasies and bragging about sexual 
      exploits. While we were all getting more and more worked up, Kathy had 
      been sneaking peeks at Jesse’s cock. After a while she gave up all 
      pretense and just stared at it. Jesse’s very well endowed." She glanced 
      down at Sarah’s hand stroking Jesse through his sweat pants and smiled. 
      "As you now well know."
 
 Kathy laughed. "It was the biggest cock I’d ever seen and I couldn’t take 
      my eyes off it. There I was, sitting there horny as hell, and fantasizing 
      about my best friend’s husband."
 
 Gloria laughed and said, "I noticed Kathy staring and on the spur of the 
      moment I said, ‘Hey Jude! Wanna see something swell?’ I reached down and 
      cupped his balls with one hand and started stroking his dick with the 
      other. Jesse’s pretty impressive all soft and squishy, but the 
      transformation from soft to raging hard-on is fascinating."
 
 Gary chuckled and said, "I remember that well. Jesse’s cock sprang to life 
      in less than five seconds and Kathy’s jaw dropped to the floor." He gave 
      Kathy’s shoulder a gentle push. "The look on your face was priceless. Your 
      eyes were wide and you just stared at it with naked lust."
 
 "You’re right about that," said Gloria. "I don’t know what spurred me to 
      say it. Maybe it was the look on her face, maybe the booze, maybe both. 
      But I said to Kathy, ‘Do you want to try it on for size?’"
 
 "I remember that moment," said Kathy. I just said, 'Can I? You guys don't 
      mind?' and I heard Bob say, 'Go for it.'"
 
 Well Jesse did just that. He fucked my brains out with everyone watching. 
      It was so hot. I'd never done it in front of people before and it really 
      turned me on. I just couldn’t stop cumming. You should try it, Sarah. 
      Jesse’s awesome."
 
 Sarah looked down at Jesse’s hard-on. The bulge in his sweats was huge. "I 
      want to see it," she said softly. She looked Jesse straight in the eyes. 
      "Please?"
 
 Jesse glanced over at Gloria with a questioning look. She just laughed and 
      said, "Go ahead if you want. Don't let me stop you."
 
 Sarah grabbed his waistband and pulled. With Jesse’s help, she managed to 
      work the waistband over his hard-on and pulled his pants off. Jesse’s cock 
      was massive – at least nine inches long and as thick as a Red Bull can. 
      Sarah stared at it in awe. She reached over and gripped it. Jesse flexed 
      and Sarah gave out a little cry. "My god, Jesse. This is amazing!" she 
      whispered and started to stroke him.
 
 Jesse reached up and tugged on the collar of Sarah’s bathrobe. "You’re 
      driving me crazy, lady," he said His breathing was heavy and ragged. 
      "Don’t leave me like this."
 
 "Gloria," Sarah asked, "Can I fuck your husband?"
 
 "Only if I can watch," she replied.
 
 Sarah stood and let her bathrobe drop to the floor revealing the fact that 
      she had been naked underneath it. "I won’t tease you." She turned and 
      faced Jesse and stood there for a few seconds in front of him.
 
 "My God, you’re beautiful," he said.
 
 Sarah kneeled over him and lowered herself onto Jesse’s cock, guiding it 
      to her wet pussy and she slowly and deliberately impaled herself onto it. 
      "Oh fuck,’ said Jesse. "Oh my fucking Christ."
 
 Sarah let out a long moan of pleasure. "Oh my God, Jesse, this is 
      beautiful. I can feel your cock flexing inside me. OH SHIT!" She locked 
      eyes with Jesse. "Fuck me," she whispered. "Please fuck me."
 
 Jesse started to slowly set up a rhythm and Sarah was learning it quickly. 
      Within a minute they were thusting toward each other in perfect sync. 
      Sarah’s breathing was quick and shallow and every time Jesse pushed it 
      home, she reacted with a short cry. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Oh God, Jesse. Uh! Uh!"
 
 Gloria got up, strpped off her clothes and kneeled next to them. She 
      cupped Sarah’s left tit and kissed her full on the mouth. Sarah moaned and 
      wrapped her arms around Gloria. She pulled her close and rubbed her tits 
      against Gloria’s. Sarah was really getting into it at this point. She 
      whispered, "Jesse, make me cum! Please make me cum!"
 
 I was in the ideal position to watch Jesse’s cock sliding into Sarah’s wet 
      pussy. Her perfect ass framed his cock. Both of them were oblivious to the 
      people watching them. Not so, the other way around, however. I had a hard 
      on just watching them and I opened my robe, and jacked to the sight.
 
 I looked around and saw that the other guys had freed their cocks and were 
      stroking to the action. Gary was sitting next to my wife, Kathy, who was 
      sitting cross-legged next to him. He was stroking himself with his right 
      hand and fingering my wife with his left. Kathy was transfixed, watching 
      the two lovers. She had cupped Gary’s balls and was slowly massaging them. 
      All of a sudden Gary untied the sash on my wife’s robe and laid her back 
      so her head was in my lap. He stripped quickly and buried his face in her 
      pussy. Kathy immediately started writhing with pleasure. All of the women 
      agreed that Gary was the best at oral sex and that he was the go-to guy 
      when all they wanted was to be licked off.
 
 Sarah and Jesse went on fucking for nearly fifteen minutes. Gary had 
      quickly brought Kathy to an orgasm and was now slowly fucking her. She 
      reached up, pushed my hand aside and took over stroking my cock. The she 
      sucked my balls into her mouth and started doing wondrous things with her 
      tongue.
 
 Rhonda and John had coupled on the other sectional and were now softly 
      talking to each other while gently fucking. John was Rhonda’s favorite 
      lover in the Clods because he was incredibly gentle and considerate. 
      Rhonda loved being watched and to talk during sex. John would oblige 
      enthusiastically. He would constantly tell her how beautiful she was and 
      how incredibly good she felt. Rhonda had a habit of keeping her eyes open 
      when she came and looking directly into her lover’s eyes. John often said 
      that at the moment she entered into an orgasm, she had the face of an 
      angel. John loved Rhonda; in fact everyone in the Clods, except for Sarah, 
      knew that John and Rhonda loved each other deeply and that during the one 
      week out of the year that was the Gathering the two made up for being 
      apart for a year. Gary was aware that John was in love with his wife, but 
      he also knew that John would never do anything to jeopardize his marriage. 
      But that’s another story.
 
 I looked over at Jesse. I could see he was getting close, and he was 
      trying desperately to wait for Sarah to cum. But Gloria had noticed it 
      too. She slid her hand down and started fingering Sarah’s very wet and 
      very hot clit, making small circular motions to help conjure up Sarah’s 
      orgasm. It worked. Sarah started making soft little whimpering sounds and 
      she kissed Gloria passionately again and again.
 
 Finally, she pulled back and looked Gloria in the face – her eyes wide and 
      glistening, her pupils dilated to the point where no white was showing. 
      She mouthed something she said so softly that I couldn’t hear what she 
      said. Then a second later Sarah said almost matter-of-factly, "Oh my God, 
      Gloria, I’m cumming!" Her back arched and her arms went out to her sides. 
      She grabbed onto Gloria’s arm for support. "Oh Jesus," she hissed through 
      clenched teeth, and slipped over the edge. She started to spasm. With her 
      head thrown back, her eyes closed and a look of total ecstasy on her face, 
      her body started jerking in silent seizures.
 
 Gloria wrapped her arms around Sarah to keep her from falling backwards. 
      As she felt Sarah’s body lock in huge orgasmic waves, she whispered in her 
      ear, "Yes baby, go with it. Make it last."
 
 Jesse watched Sarah slip into her orgasm and felt her clamping on his 
      thrusting cock. That was all it took. He let out a guttural growl. "I 
      can’t hold it any more!" Gloria immediately reached down and cupped his 
      balls.
 
 "OH – MY – FUCKING – CHRIST!! " he screamed, and then he emptied himself 
      inside Sarah. Each of his own set of spasms - about a second apart - sent 
      molten sperm deep inside of her. Sarah felt him cumming and cried, "Yes 
      Jesse! Ohmygod Yes! Cum in me!" He was moaning loudly with each seizure, 
      his eyes wide and unseeing. This went on for about ten seconds before he 
      stopped shaking.
 
 Sarah finally went limp, made a little mewling sound, and hugged Gloria. 
      Then Gloria released her and she collapsed into Jesse’s arms. She wrapped 
      her arms around his neck and kissed him long and passionately, moaning 
      softly into his mouth, then pulled back and said, "That was incredible 
      Jesse." She kissed him again and hugged him close. "Stay inside me," she 
      said. "Just hold me like this for awhile."
 
 Gloria smiled and said, "That’s a dangerous thing to do with Jesse. He’s 
      got a very short reload time."
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