Chapter 5: Finally Fucked On Stage

“Well, it looks like you’re all ready to go some more so how about we get you fucked this time, what do you say girl?” she teased me.

She didn’t have to convince ME, that was for sure. By now I was so damn horny I could have fucked about anything with a dick. Damn I needed to be fucked - BAD. I have been in this condition before and unfortunately, usually it’s when I can’t get any satisfaction which has led me in the past to do some silly things. At least tonight there was a crowd of horny men all waiting to be the next to “come on down” and fuck me.

Once again Beth and I did the selection routine as Lindsey made her way back to her seat. She didn’t bother dressing and I could see quite a few guys turn their attention to her as she sat back down on the pew, her face visibly flushed, even with her dark complexion.

“OK now, everyone just settle down!” Beth called out, trying to regain control of the crowd with little success. She finally shrugged and gave up, reading the name as she called out, “And the winner is ... Travis! Alright guy, come on down!”

I remained seated on the mattress as I looked to see who “Travis” was. So long as he had a penis and was capable of maintaining an erection, everything else was secondary. Sure, Lindsey was fantastic and she’d made me cum pretty good, but now but I needed something only a man could give me - a hard dick filling my pussy.

Travis turned out to be one of the older guys. “Older” is a relative term for this crowd as I would say that put him in his early thirties at most. As he stood up, he kissed the woman next to him and as he approached the platform, I learned why. The gold ring on his finger sparkled in the light and I realized he was kissing his wife! It surprised me more than you might think because in the past, all the parties Beth had taken to me had all been limited to singles. Evidently her “clubs” now included married couples as well. To come to something like this they must have been swingers so it wasn’t like he was cheating on her.

I wondered what his wife was thinking as her husband prepared to perform right in front of her? Well, she must have been interested as she moved up and took a place in the front row of pews. She looked to be about his age, maybe even a little older, with a short denim skirt and when she crossed her legs, her bare pussy was plain to see.

As I sat with my bare legs curled under me, I took stock of Travis as he quickly approached. Unlike Lindsey, he wasn’t putting on a show for the crowd and from the speed of his approach, he was certainly anxious to get to the platform. The first thing I noticed was that he was tall, well over six foot, and well-built but not overly like some guys who worked out a lot seemed to get.

Travis had one of those light beards, actually more a three-day growth that men seemed to be wearing more and more these days, especially on TV. Some women must think it’s sexy but it tended to make me think they were just too lazy to shave. His hair was trimmed short but he wasn’t bald. To top it off, he was wearing cowboy boots, straight jeans, and a NASCAR t-shirt. Put it all together with his slutty looking wife and you had the perfect stereotype of the good ol’ boy family.

“Congrats Travis. Now what do you say you get yourself undressed and show us how it’s done,” Beth suggested as he stepped up onto the platform.

Travis smiled and shrugged. Everyone watched as he quickly stripped, undoing a large brass big belt buckle on his fat leather belt and dropping his jeans, taking off his boots and white socks at the same time. As he got naked, I couldn’t help but think God, he looked yummy! His dick was already about half erect as it poked out from under his T-shirt and then it was all there for me to see as he pulled it over his head and dropped it in a pile on top of his jeans and boots. Oh, one thing I DID notice - he wasn’t wearing any underwear! I guess I noticed because as much as men seem to like it when women don’t wear underwear, it’s not often I see a man commando.

Once he was naked, Beth moved up to Travis like an announcer interviewing a fighter about to enter the ring. “So what’s it going to be Travis, BJ first or just go for the straight fuck right away?”

Travis was stroking himself as Beth did her thing. Personally, liked seeing him do that and it turned me on. It always impresses me when a man is secure enough to stroke himself in front of others without being embarrassed. So many guys are afraid to jerk off even when they’re alone with me, let alone when others can see them. Some sort of “guy thing” I guess, like their homosexuals or something if they touch a cock, even their own, in front someone.

Another good thing about him handling his dick was as a result, he was getting good and hard, leaving him the option to do about anything he wanted. Travis looked back at his wife, his dick moving in his hand, and once again, I had this eerie feeling I was on the set of some perverted version of the Price Is Right where the husband always seem to have to look back at their wives to get their advice or permission.

“Just do it ... fuck the cunt,” his wife responded.

Actually, I read her lips more than heard her over what was becoming a steadily increasing din in the room. To be fair, it wasn’t like she was trying to be derogatory or mean towards me. The lustful grin on her face told me she was enjoying the show as much as anyone and I think she wanted her husband to get to the punch line without any more fooling around.

“You heard her Beth, I’m going to fuck her” Travis said into the microphone, like one of his NASCAR driver’s responding to an interview question. Well, it wasn’t quite “I’ll take what’s behind the curtain” but once again, the situation was eerily similar!

As for me, as soon as I saw his wife’s response I started to get on my back but Travis had other ideas. He reached out to grab me and then twisted me over onto my belly, like some cowboy flipping over a calf in the ring. Then he straddled me, grabbed me by the waist with both hands and lifted me up to my hands and knees. OK, I got the idea, he wanted to fuck me doggie! Well, that was perfectly OK with me. It didn’t matter at the moment what position he wanted so long as he got his hard dick in me sooner than later. As much as I love to suck dick, I was secretly pleased when his wife told him to fuck me as my pussy was simply dying by now for the feel of a hard cock filling it up.

“Alright, FINALLY she’s going to get it!” Beth crowed to the crowd.

Indeed, I felt the bulbous head of his dick push against my ass as he worked his way in between my legs. He pushed my butt cheeks apart with one hand while he grabbed his hard shaft and lined it up with my soaking wet pussy hole. Lindsey had prepared me well and I knew there would be no problems getting him in me. As wet as I may have been, I was certainly tighter than his older wife!

“Shit, she’s tight!” he called out to his wife as he started to push his dick into me.

I was pleased to hear him say that as I was afraid as wet as Lindsey had made me that he would slide into me too easily and think I was some stretched-out whore. I take good care of my pussy and try to avoid doing things that will stretch it out, like ridiculously over-sized dildos. It makes me proud when men tell me how tight my pussy is, especially considering the number of dicks that I’ve taken over the years.