A small subgroup in the OGC, Our Groping Club, chose to haze prospective new applicants, Jim and Jen, as the final part of their acceptance. All the couple knew was that the group was an extremely flirty one. The possibilities intrigued Jim and Jen and they wanted that gentle introduction to a more open lifestyle than their ultra conservative, previous neighbors would tolerate. Just to appease those noxious neighbors’ complaints, Jen got used to wearing full coverage clothes just a step away from a burka.

All Sue and Al knew was that Jen felt bound by the conservative clothes yet was adopting that unsatisfying and suffocating life style. Jim hated it and wanted his more liberal wife back. They didn’t know how far the ‘groping’ went.

On the day of their ‘interview’, April 1, Jen wore a ‘daring’ top with a small V notch which extended just below her clavicle and exposed none of her deep, mystery cleavage. Her dark skirt went to her ankles. Confliction between daring to flash a bit of flesh and maintaining her then much more comfortable, bland modesty tortured her. Jim wore shin-low khakis and a bulky sweatshirt. He too was shy and modest, yet yearned to loosen up.

They arrived exactly on time for an informal, two on two, backyard brunch with founding members Al & Sue. Sue had warned that they had an extremely ill son and had isolated him to his room. Despite being contagious with an incurable and lethal virus, they were safe unless he broke from his restricted space. As they entered the empty home, Jen’s nose twitched at the astringent hospital scent of bleach and soaps.

Jen slapped Jim’s arm when he couldn’t take his eyes off Sue’s sexy, bare legs so flagrantly displayed under her short, billowy yellow skirt. A door slammed loudly in the distance. Sue and Al startled and stared at each other in shock. In unison, they cried out, “JASON?” they grabbed Jen and Jim then pushed them down the hall, away from Jason’s room, to the main bathroom. As Al turned Jen, he ‘accidently’ brushed her breast; its mass happily surprised him. Jen squealed, pushed his hand away and covered her mystery breasts. Al found her conflicted smile alluring.

Sue took some advantage of Jim by cupping and pushing on his ass several times to rush him into the bathroom. He seemed to enjoy the contact. “Hurry, hurry! Get in the bathroom, both of you. NOW!” urged Sue. Al slammed the door closed and spun Jen to face him as Sue spun Jim and shouted in alarm. Quick! Get your clothes off.” They looked at each other, confused and a bit panicked. Neither saw the poorly hidden camera which transmitted their images to the rest of us who moved to the family room.

Confusion turned to shocked embarrassment as Sue immediately dropped her skirt, pulled her shirt off then rolled her panties down her beautiful legs. Her small tits jiggled as she bent to remove her panties and Jim gawked, eyes and mouth wide open. He glanced at his wife who was also gawking and covering her own, still hidden body. She noticed the small bulge in Jim’s slacks grow longer and thicker then bit her lip.

“Com’on, guys, strip before your clothes infect us. We have to shower and burn your clothes,” insisted Al as he tossed his shirt into the corner with Sue’s. Jen gasped as Al pushed his slacks off and his swollen member stood up and pushed his briefs straight out. He directed his spear head-on at Jen as if challenging her to stare or reach out to it. Jen squealed when Al pushed his briefs down and deliberately made his stiff staff rebound and shift like a hip hopper on stage.

Still fascinated by the naked couple, they stood rooted to the ground and minimally resisted the urgent attacks that followed. They had barely been in the house four minutes when their hosts stripped naked before them and expected them to bare their modest selves. Al turned Jen to face Jim as Sue turned Jim to face his wife. Al unhooked and dropped Jen’s long skirt only to discover she wore stockings and an intriguing black garter belt that matched her stockings. He paused a second to take in the translucent black mini panties she tried to cover. What amazingly smooth and well-toned gams, he thought. I can’t wait to taste them and the treasure they lead to.

As he briefly indulged his fantasy, Sue unfastened Jim’s slacks and wrestled them off while unnecessarily squeezing his growing stiffness. It was already bigger than Al’s and not quite straight yet. She bumped and pushed it as she followed the slacks to the floor. As he stepped out of the slacks, his monster cock leapt out of the front slit in his boxers and slapped Sue in the ear. Jen gasped and covered her mouth, but made no effort to cover her husband. As Sue pretended to ignore the snake and pushed his shirt up and off, Al unhooked the last of the garter clips and sensually slid a stocking off with both hands.

He mentally mapped the sexy bare leg in braille, and finally raised her leg to remove the stocking while deeply inhaling the unmistakable scent of her arousal. Sue and Jim watched as he slid both hands slowly up her other leg until they reached her groin. She stiffened when he pressed it gently and closed her eyes as she licked her lips. Yes, she seemed open to intimate touching, though still nervous. Al stroked his fingers across her gash as he began sliding the other stocking down. Her smooth pussy swelled and gaped obviously within her translucent panties. He raised her leg higher and let his nose bump her damp panties. She gasped when he cupped her pussy then pulled the panties up and tighter. Her small wet spot tripled instantly. We all saw him slowly inhale her fragrance before standing and taking her outer blouse up and off.

Standing with her eyes closed and breathing deeply, she accepted her nude future and let her massive chest swell. Al slid her inner tank top off slowly, allowing his hands to fully caress her enormous tits. His cock slipped between her legs and she pushed her groin against him. Jim’s cock pulsed as he enjoyed watching his wife’s surrender. Looking into her bright blue eyes, Al reached behind her, hugged her tits against him and loosened the frilly bra. Jim slapped his cock against Sue and smiled as he whispered, “She bought the sexy panties and bra in case someone would see them today.” Al lifted the black bra over her head since he kept her warm, bared tits against him. They rebounded in the snug pressure as her nipples hardened. His naked hips pressed against her sheerly covered pussy.

No longer in a rush to strip, he pinched and twisted her nipples as she moaned. His mouth found the other stiff nipple and he lapped and bit it gently. We heard her long, deep moan two rooms away. As Al slid down her body, he winked at the camera. When he reached the last of her clothing, he slipped both hands under the panties and caressed her gluts. She sighed so he slowly slid the panties lower as he turned her toward the camera. Thick, bushy, inky hair spilled over the top. He paused when her thick clit appeared and kissed it. When he spread her lips and sucked her clit, she shuddered and whimpered in orgasm.

“I’ve never seen her orgasm from any oral sex even in the rare time she wants it,” said Jim. Sue squeezed, twisted, and tugged his huge cock toward the camera and felt it pulse in her hand. He moaned. Jen orgasmed again when Al cupped her hirsute kitty and slid a finger into it. He pushed her panties to the floor and as she stepped out of them, he shifted one leg onto his shoulder and buried his face in her soaked pussy.

“See, Jim? We have her clean blood panel so we can eat her pussy and drink her nectar.” She whispered for his ears only, “You are obviously enjoying watching your wife cum and you can expect to watch her cum often tonight from oral, digital, and maybe honest fucking.” Sue reached over Al and pushed two fingers deep into the modest pussy. As Al opened her labia and licked deeply, Sue tasted the nectar on her fingers. “Mmm, sweet and tangy perfection. I suppose you may also have a taste of your fragrant wife.” She wiped a finger across his lip and he sucked it in quickly. He moaned at the rare treat of his delicious wife.

“Until you bring your clean blood panel, Jim, you may not share any fluids with any of our members of the OGC or OFC. No fucking allowed; you can’t taste my pussy directly; and I can’t taste this magnificent cock. I can’t wait for your clean lab tests so I can eat and fuck your glorious cock. But I can relieve your pressure.” She began tugging him zealously to the sound of Al slurping his wife’s pussy. “Is this what you expected from OGC?”